capitalism realism

Welcome to NecroCorp – Where War is Always in Stock! "Now with 15% off main battle tanks, because peace is bad for business." Hello, traveler! Looking for a bone-forged sword? A modular mana cannon? Perhaps... a discounted main battle tank for your next kingdom raid? Oh wait, you're not a customer, you're a reader. Right. This is probably where I give you my "tragic backstory." Fine. I used to be human. Then I died. Now I'm a Lich with a factory in a dead dungeon, a skeleton workforce that doesn't need lunch breaks, salaries, and a magical system that rewards me for selling stuff. So, I did what any sane undead would do: I started an arms corporation. Now I sell weapons to orcs, goblins, elves, humans, anyone with a grudge and a pile of magic stones. Need siege engines? Got 'em. Crossbows that reload themselves? Yup. Flamethrower golems? In development. But here's the trick: you can’t sell weapons if there’s no war. So when the world started calming down... well, I may have encouraged a few border skirmishes. For marketing purposes. Nothing personal. War drives demand, after all. So, if you're here for drama, explosions, undead capitalism, and morally questionable business strategies wrapped in bone and steel, you’ve come to the right dungeon. Just don’t ask about the warranty. There isn’t one that lived to tell and ask about it.

Born with the wrong kind of talent, shunned from his family, removed of his succession rights and made the guardian of the lowest of the low dungeon─the infamous, most terrible, dungeon that no one visits unless they have to...that was Moros' home. Until a certain wall crumbles, and a new realm sends out its deadly invitation with Moros name on it. It was a hell that was made for him. A hell he will soon call home...and best of all, there is a lot of money to be made.

Jacob Hemlock is a troubled man who has discovered his society is absurdly powerful. He is probably immortal due to how bullshit and anime life can be. To the point he is unsure of even achieving his new ultimate dream. But he still vibes with life too hard. The main story of this book is completed. After enough journalling of my schizo life, it's just a semi-stable man's blog. https://discord.gg/xYEmZ3nj This is a discord link to a text rp server for 18+ and it's sfw. No sex, but we will be edgy lol.

"The throne of the underworld sits empty, and the crown belongs to a Ghost." In the neon-lit, ruthless streets of Seoul, peace is nothing but an illusion. For years, the legend of the supreme mafia boss’s only child—known in the deepest shadows of the criminal underworld as the "Ghost"—was buried and forgotten. Everyone believed he was dead. Park Leo wanted nothing more than to escape that bloody heritage. He tried to hide his monstrous conditioning, locking away his lethal martial arts background to live the quiet life of an ordinary student at Shinwoo High. But in a world ruled by corrupt elites and violent teenage syndicates, weakness invites predators. When the notorious crew 'Dismantle' pushes him past his limits, Leo's fragile facade shatters, exposing his terrifying existence to the world. Now, the secret is out. The balance of power among the city's major crews has completely fractured. From the calculating masterminds of the West District to the brutal enforcers of the South, every apex predator is locking their eyes on the boy who single-handedly shook the streets. And lurking in the darkness is Mr. X, a ghost from the past with a scarred face and a lethal obsession to hunt Leo down. With no normal life left to return to, Leo must accept the blood in his veins. To protect the ones he loves and survive the executioner’s noose, he will have to climb through the ranks of the underworld, forge dangerous alliances, and conquer the four major districts. The normal teenager is gone. It is time for the Ghost to rise.

The world fractures in gold. Only the doomed glow. Curiosity becomes a curse. Nothing survives untouched.

Five friends, battered by the grind of New York City, stumble into a strange new world where their everyday items are treasures. Armed with wit, grit, and a knack for trouble, they navigate danger and opportunity in a land that doesn’t play by Earth’s rules. One unexpected leap could change everything—or break them apart.

Author note: This story is continued in my other creation check profile for it. It had been closed due to technical issues.

He promised love. He delivered chains. She thought she slipped through his grasp, but the whispers, the shadows, the eyes in the dark say otherwise. Escape is never simple. Escaped is never certain. And sometimes, the prison follows you.

After the cataclysm hit, Earth was plunged into the Age of Gates and Hunters. Abominations ran rampant, bringing death and destruction wherever they went. The system, which came with the gates, gave humans a fighting chance to resist the apocalypse. Kei, who had grown up amidst the conflict between humans and gates, strives to become a pro hunter and live a lavish life, but the world has other plans for him. Follow Kei's journey as he faces tough trials and tribulations, and discovers the truth about the gates and this world.

Yunyun is reincarnated into a post-apocalyptic novel with a powerful female protagonist. Unfortunately, she isn’t the heroine. She’s just a minor cannon fodder character… destined to die early. But after awakening memories of the novel, Yunyun accidentally reveals the future through her thoughts— [Mommy, boohoo… your scumbag husband has been cheating on you for years and even has a child with another woman. In the end, they’ll join forces to cripple and torture you to death!] [Uncle, you’ll be betrayed by an ungrateful subordinate and driven out of your own luxurious home, left to freeze to death in the snow!] [Grandpa… Grandma…] In the original story, only her young aunt—the novel’s female lead—survives to the very end, killing her enemies with her own hands… only to live on as something neither fully human nor a ghost. Before they can recover from learning their fates, another thought leaks out— [Sigh, the apocalypse is coming soon. As a three-year-old cannon fodder, can I go offline early? I don't want to suffer through the end of the world…] Looking at the little milk dumpling in their arms, pretending to be silly just so she can laze around… What else can the Bai family do but spoil her? They hoard supplies, renovate and fortify their home, and prepare in advance for the coming apocalypse. Meanwhile, little Yunyun follows her protagonist aunt, accidentally kicking off the base-building plot and helping create a super base where food and clothing are abundant, even in the apocalypse. Step by step, the Bai family rises to power. In the end, Yunyun is dumbfounded: [Wait… wasn't I supposed to be cannon fodder?! Why does this feel like a "pampered lucky baby" story?!] The Bai family: Their little Yunyun is, indeed, their precious lucky baby.