tax manger

David traveled to America and became an inspector for the most powerful law enforcement agency, the IRS. On December 3, 2021, America Congress passed a piece of legislation. It stipulated that from now on, any criminal activity, whether smuggling, robbery, fraud, etc., had to pay full taxes to the IRS. Since then, David had become the nightmare of all criminals in America. Until one day, his blade reached towards the heads of Freemasonry and the Federal Reserve!

Is boasting effective? Certainly not, as boasting doesn't warrant taxation. Suddenly, Li Tianyu found himself appointed as the overseer of the "boasting tax system," and everything changed. For only when he boasted would he be required to pay a tax. Li Tianyu: I own a luxurious apartment on the Third Ring Road in the Imperial Capital! System: Kindly remit 6000 yuan in taxes, and you shall receive a residence on the Third Ring Road. Li Tianyu: I drive a Porsche Cayenne. System: Please pay a tax of 850 yuan, and you will be rewarded with a high-end model of the Porsche Cayenne. Li Tianyu: I am a prominent business executive! System: Please pay a tax of 58000 yuan, enabling comprehensive self-improvement for the host. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'll Update the 2 to 3 chapters everyday... Any comments or suggestions are welcome. Just drop a message. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'd also appreciate it very much if you could leave a review, so I know where to Improve.

In this BL Comedy, we have the Dark Lord Asmodeos and the hero Peter, who meet in a thrift store. Both of them eat ramen to survive, both of them want to strike it big. And so, their journey of love and tax evasion begins. A journey which sees them making a mess of things, but most of all, of their own lives. The only thing which is unclear is why the gnomes have to pay for their poor life choices. But the small green-haired creatures won't suffer the duo for long... Tax evasion... not even once.

An Isekai Power Fantasy where the real weapon is not the sword, but a set of well-compiled modules.

In a world governed by a "Hero System," the protagonist, Kaelen, was the ultimate Villain—the final boss who finally succeeded in destroying the world. But instead of a "Game Over," the System forces a Mandatory Redemption Arc. Kaelen is regressed back to his days as a low-level academy student. The catch? The System has calculated the "Total Karma Debt" for his future crimes. Every time he levels up or gains power, he is hit with a "Karma Tax" that physically weakens him or drains his mana unless he performs a "Heroic Deed."

Ten years after the Calamity split the world and let monsters crawl into daylight, the roads belong to whoever can hold them. Ryn—a half-elf handyman no one noticed until the killing started—survives by knots, nails, and nerve. When a bandit warlord and a new kind of “taxman” carve up the frontier, Ryn’s late-blooming System awakens not with swords and spells, but with lines, traps, and field control. He isn’t the strongest. He isn’t the fastest. But he sees anchors where others see chaos. Dragged into evacuations, ambushes, and siege-nights that turn houses into coffins, Ryn builds kill-corridors from junk and buys minutes with blood. Each fight feeds a cold, clinical interface: stats tick up, skills sharpen, and a dangerous shard whispers shortcuts that cost more than stamina. Between a graft-mad warlord, a sponsor who rents safety at knife-point, and a Warden who keeps balance by breaking people, Ryn learns the only law left: every mile costs. No knights. No prophecy. Just rope-burned hands, quick, brutal tactics, and a refusal to let the road choose who dies. Expect: • Dark, gritty LitRPG progression: visible stats, hard-won skills, no cheats • Tactical, high-stakes combat: traps, terrain, improvised devices, split-second choices • Survival and community: evacuations under fire, fortifying ruins, paying for every hour you hold • A corrupting power system: tempting shard mechanics with real consequences • Enemies who adapt: bandits with monster grafts, sponsor “taxes,” and a Warden who tests more than he protects He started as a handyman. The frontier will remember him as the one who made the road pay. #no-harem, #elves, #ordinary, #righteous, #killer, #nonhuman, #Action, #adventure, #survival, #levelup, #weaktostrong, #System, #magic, #nonhuman, #apocalypse, #wizards, #undead, #dark, #tragedy, #fastpaced, #Bloodpumping, #nocheats, #positive

En un universo donde cada decisión puede alterar la existencia, los caminos de héroes, villanos y antihéroes se entrelazan en una guerra silenciosa que se extiende a través de las galaxias. Kiro, un joven marcado por un sacrificio inesperado, se convierte en el centro de un destino que ni siquiera los dioses pueden comprender del todo. A su lado, poderosas figuras luchan contra jefes cuya mera presencia desestabiliza la realidad. ¿Qué verdad se esconde tras los mil enemigos? ¿Quién mueve los hilos del caos? En esta historia, no hay caminos rectos. Solo decisiones, poder... y consecuencias.

When Lucien Veyr inherited Gravefall, everyone called it mercy. They were lying. Gravefall was a cursed borderland with dead farms, starving villages, a roofless castle, and a cemetery larger than the living population. The empire did not give Lucien a territory. It gave him a grave. Then the bandits came. They burned his road, stole his grain, and tried to kill him inside his own castle. That was their first mistake. Their second was dying on his land. [SSS Death Tax System Activated.] [All deaths within your legal territory are taxable.] [Unpaid obligations may be collected in corpse, soul, skill, memory, bloodline, or military service.] Now every enemy who dies in Gravefall becomes revenue. Bandits become skeleton guards. Assassins become intelligence reports. Knights become stolen sword skills. Monsters become materials. Invading armies become infrastructure. Lucien never wanted to become a necromancer lord. He only wanted to keep his people alive. Unfortunately for the empire, death is profitable. And Gravefall has been waiting centuries for someone willing to collect. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Warning Notice This novel contains dark fantasy themes, violence, death, corpses, undead, necromancy, war, famine, class oppression, trauma, morally gray decisions, and occasional disturbing imagery. The story includes comedy, kingdom building, and system progression, but it is not a lighthearted fantasy. The main character is an antihero who uses death-related powers to protect his territory, and some scenes may involve body horror, battlefield aftermath, executions, or ethical conflicts involving the dead. Reader discretion is advised. No explicit sexual content is currently planned. Romance, if included, will be slow-burn and secondary to the main plot.

In a universe where every choice can alter existence, the paths of heroes, villains, and anti-heroes intertwine in a silent war that spans across galaxies. Kiro, a young man marked by an unexpected sacrifice, becomes the center of a fate not even the gods can fully understand. Beside him, powerful figures battle against bosses whose mere presence destabilizes reality. What truth lies behind the thousand enemies? Who pulls the strings of chaos? In this story, there are no straight paths. Only choices, power… and consequences.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.