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Rewriting it as Rebirth of the villain God

Her voice floats in the dark—slow, distant, cracked at the edges. A memory unraveling itself in ruin. "Oh… and I just died again." A beat. "Didn’t even get the chance to scream this time. Just burned. Like always." "But it doesn’t matter. None of this is real. Not really. It’s just… something stuck on repeat. A scene that loops like it’s written in the marrow of my bones." She inhales. Smokes chokes even the thought. "I think I’ve been trapped here for so long, I started dreaming with my eyes open." "Don’t get confused. I wasn’t always like this. I was a god. A ruler. Born of stars and saltwater. Atlantis was mine to inherit. My name—my legacy—was etched into the stone of the sea before I ever took my first breath." "And then…" her voice tightens "Mortals." "They didn’t worship. They hunted. They slaughtered the gods—burned our temples, tore our wings, shattered our hearts." "And me? They didn’t kill me. They needed me alive. Needed me to scream." "You ever wondered what it feels like—melted gold poured on your skin? Not once. Not twice. A thousand times. They’d stop. Let me heal. Then start again. That’s how I lost my gift. That’s how I lost my healing. That’s how I lost time." "I was just a child when the first war came. Barely 200 years old—barely chosen. By 500, I was ready for the throne. Strong. Steady. Loved." "Then the massacre." "Atlantis died." "And I disappeared into shadow." "Ten thousand years they kept me. Caged. Bound. Tortured. Not enough to die. Just enough to wish I could." "And then I saw my chance. I ran. I fought. I clawed my way out—" "But they found me. Again." "They reversed my age—ripped me backward through time like I was nothing but a thread. Left me a child. A hundred years old again. Powerless." "Then came the final curse: They locked me inside an illusion." "My illusion." "The one I created as a child—the night my village burned. The night I screamed and no one came." "Now I live that night again." "And again." "And again." "I die. I wake. I die. I wake." "Every ending is a beginning wrapped in fire." "And I’m tired." "Tired of bleeding for gods who are gone. Tired of breaking for humans who only know how to destroy." A long pause. "They used me." "Wore me out like a story passed through too many mouths." Then her voice drops—low, steel in it now. A whisper with weight. "But I swear… the next time I rise…" "It won’t be to save them." "It’ll be to end them." "They wanted a hero out of me." "I’ll give them something else." "A god... with nothing left to lose." READER ADVISORY: Everything in this world is handcrafted — from currency to the most basic details. My characters are morally gray, and each one is forged through relentless trials, not born into greatness. If you're hypersensitive, this story isn't for you. This book is brutal, raw, and unapologetically different. But if you’re craving something bold, dark, and unlike anything you’ve read before — step in. Thanks for reading.
FA3zy · 11k Views

I've Got A Mana Processor In A Magic World

In a world where mana nodes inherently decode spells, acting as the pre-built magical processors of all mages, Zephyr awakens with just a single node, putting him at a disadvantage. Unconcerned with fame or glory, he initially shrugs off this profound limitation, even dismissing his father's final and seemingly useless gift. But when a relentless spiral of uncontrollable events threatens his very existence, Zephyr has to figure out a way to utilize his inherited legacy. His survival now depends on understanding the fundamental nature of mana nodes and how they tick in a world that takes the process for granted.  His method of conscious processing pushes the boundaries of conventional magic and draws the attention of formidable world powers and ancient noble houses. As Zephyr delves deeper, he begins to uncover disturbing truths about their world and the very origins of magic itself.  How would he navigate this treacherous landscape where every discovery could be his last? What to expect: - Unique power system that draws inspiration from modern processors. - Extensive character development and world building. - No harem - MC starts out weak and capped. Power is earned. - Mana cores, mana nodes, spell processing, noble houses, knowledge gatekeeping, great world powers, hidden factions, a touch of sci-fi, multiple worlds, soft kingdom building... Things to note: - I've got a mana processor in a magic world is going to be long. - The start might feel a bit slow as the world, characters, and power system get fleshed out, but things kick into high gear after the first major conflict. Updates : Daily. (7 chapters a week)
Astrl · 29.4k Views

Return Of The Mad Prince

In a world ruled by the sea and stained by the abyss, pirates chase glory, treasure... and godhood. They sail vast, cursed oceans teeming with monsters, haunted islands, and ancient secrets best left buried. Every creature, man or beast, can absorb the mysterious Abyssal Energy to grow stronger. But power comes at a price. The higher you rise, the less human you remain. Everyone relies on the Voice of the Void, a system interface that displays ranks, spells, and skills. It seems helpful. Until it starts whispering. Watching. Feeding. Lucien, a fallen prince with a cursed bloodline, sails the treacherous oceans haunted by ancient horrors. But he is different. When he dies, he doesn't truly die. Bound to Carrion Kronos, a soul-stealing crow forged from forgotten magic, his soul leaps into a new vessel each time he falls. Each death is a step toward something greater... or something monstrous. With a crew of broken dreamers and dangerous misfits, he sails into the heart of the unknown, chasing vengeance, freedom, and answers. Because this world’s system isn’t just flawed. It’s a trap. A ritual. A transformation. And the truth at the end of it all? Not everyone who ascends becomes a god. Some become something far worse. ### Author's Note Welcome to the dark waters of the Abyssal Seas. This story blends pirate adventure with cosmic horror and LitRPG progression. Expect a slow burn that steadily uncovers the sinister truth behind this world’s power system. Our protagonist, Lucien, is not your typical hero. He is a fallen prince with a cursed bloodline, a twisted fate, and a future soaked in shadows. Fair warning: the journey grows darker with each chapter. Horror will deepen as characters ascend through the abyssal ranks, and the true nature of the Voice of the Void will become impossible to ignore. Update Schedule: Two chapters per day. Thank you for sailing with us into the abyss. May you retain your humanity longer than most. ### Additional tags: #LitRPG #Dark Fantasy #Pirates #Cosmic Horror #Lovecraftian elements #Revenge #Crew Building #Cursed Bloodline
Footless_Bird · 2.5k Views

My Lexomancer System

Content Warning – Horror, Psychological Themes, Manipulation & Nihilism. This story contains intense scenes of psychological horror, violence, child abuse, and emotional trauma. Some moments may be disturbing, graphic, or unsettling to sensitive readers. Please proceed with caution. This is a story of heroes— —but not the kind bathed in sunshine and glory. --- No one knows betrayal better than Velian. He was just a talker—a support class, weak and unwanted in a world where swords sliced through monsters and magic shattered mountains. They laughed at him. Used him. Left him to die. His own guild—the only people he trusted—threw him to the wolves, using him as bait to save themselves. And when he thought it couldn't get worse... She lied too. His only light in the dark. Lily. The girl he called sister. They broke him. But something else woke up in the ruin of his heart. In the silent death of that dungeon, the Lexomancer System awakened—a power not of blade or flame, but of words. Words that bind, command, and destroy. "Sleep." "Shatter." "Die." Velian doesn't cast spells or swing swords—he speaks, and the world bends to his will. But power like this doesn't come without blood. Guided by a strange, floating familiar with devil eyes and a tail like a devil's whisper, Velian begins walking a new path—one soaked in vengeance, shadow, and something far older than fate. As secrets unravel and powers awaken, the world will learn: Velian isn't the same boy they abandoned. He's the voice the world should fear. Add tags: Nihilist and Manipulative MC
jubrildanjuma468 · 977 Views

Personification of Fate : I Created An Undead Apocalypse

In a world where magic clashes with machines, one forsaken soul holds the power to end the vile conflict… or burn everything down. Lucian Azen Zane was cast into the world of Aarth 62 as a newborn with no past—only a name and a dangerous gift. Neither magic nor science will claim him. Feared by both realms for his power to destroy magic itself and wield a limitless system, Lucian walks a path no one dares to tread. His dream? To unite a world torn by centuries of war between sorcery and technology. But when his first love is slaughtered before his eyes by soldiers of the scientific empire, everything shatters. Peace becomes a distant dream. Vengeance becomes his purpose. And the line between salvation and destruction begins to blur. Now, the boy who once sought to end cataclysms becomes the Cosmic Undead God, The one who personifies fate and the creator of the Undead Apocalypse. Will he save the world—or scorch it under the weight of his grief and power? [ Genre Bending : Sci-fi, Dark Fantasy, Historical War ] [ Tags : Adventure, Action, System, High IQ, Magic, Dark, Overpowered, Antihero, Military, Advanced Technology, Undead, Apocalypse, Mecha, Doomsday, Mystery ] When Others End Apocalypses He Creates The Most Devastating Apocalypse Of Them All. ___________ The Long Auxiliary Chapters titled as ' Prologue 1 - 23 ' are the protagonist's childhood tale, so if you wish to read it, you can. 2 Chapters per day 3 Chapters per weekend
Promstarprime · 16.6k Views

Apocalyptic World: Surviving with my husband and my cute little babies

[space + superpower+ farming + family + babies + slow pace + face slapping+world building] Elena has returned from a dark future where society has collapsed. Now, as the apocalypse approaches once more, she must confront the dangers alongside her husband, Ethan, and his courageous family. Together, they fight against natural disasters, mutant beasts, and an alien invasion that threatens to eradicate humanity. Join Elena and Ethan as they navigate a world full of uncertainty. ******** Excerpt: Triplets little show (2 years old) Ethan was strolling through the living room when he spotted his son climbing on the table. Ethan: “Leo, come down!” Baby 1, in the kitchen, turned around and sprinted to the sofa. Baby 1: “Daddy, eo!” [pointing at himself earnestly] Ethan: “Oops, my mistake! Leo’s here; Finn, get down now!” Baby 3 burst from the bedroom, rushing to the sofa. Baby 3: “Daddy!” [looking puzzled] Ethan: “Finn?” Baby 3: “Daddy, Finn!” [leaping into Ethan’s arms] Ethan felt his face heat up. Just then, Max darted down the table, throwing himself into Elena’s embrace. Baby 2: [giggling as Elena smothered her with kisses] “Mommy!” Elena shot Ethan a knowing look, her eyes saying, “You mixed them up again.” Ethan: [with a playful glint in his eye] “Can you blame me? They’re all adorable little lookalikes!” They both chuckle, watching the chaos unfold.
ApocalypticShone · 1m Views

Divine Reckoning: Surviving The Godfall Apocalypse

Can you believe everyone across the world can have the same dream? You don't? Well, you're not alone in that. But that's exactly what happened three years ago. At first, it was a vision from the future, "A Warning From the Gods". Some random guy on the internet coined it, and the only thing it did, was raise hell in the media. Of course, there was discord in opinions. Three years later, the vision came true. It started with the bloody rain in New York, followed by the invading alien monsters who fell from the sky like meteors. Everything mankind built so far on the pages of history, came falling down, one after another. Chaos closed in, but humanity wasn't going down without a fight. The survival instinct kicked in, and people grabbed everything they could find, knives, crowbars, guns, turning them into weapons. To fight monsters. Then it happened: **[The Trial of gods has begun]** **[Choose your class and enter your quest for survival]** **[Would you like to be awakened with the bestowed power of the ancient gods? Y/N]** But Not me. I was not among the 'Chosen humans'. I'm just an escaped prisoner, trying to live an ordinary life in a world turned upside down. My name is Kai and I'm trying to find my lost family. To that end, I'll do anything. Even killing gods. The stakes of survival are higher than ever. And the Real Fight is just getting underway. Hold your horses and fasten your seats, because this is just the beginning. =========== Disclaimer: This story involves intense worldbuilding, quality drama, and lots of action and adventures. Chapter: 1.2k ~1.5k words, 7chapters/week (as long as I'm not sick or anything) (*But it's For now. I'll write more later) *There is no 'explicit & extreme' content, and forgive me if this is not your cup of tea. (And do support, if it is, by reading ) Thank you. =========== ////////////////// You can contact me on My Discord Server: https://discord.gg/cMdyJSKuEA ////////////////// The cover art is not mine.
_Akiran_ · 90.5k Views