tragedy

The Joke That Ended the World

Some loves don’t heal—they destroy. They broke each other once. Now, they’re breaking themselves. Some love isn’t tender—it’s a war. Every heartbeat is possession. Every breath is risk. They thought separation could heal them. It didn’t. Now, every secret, every longing, every lie drags them deeper into each other—and into ruin. Love turned violent. Desire turned cruel. Nothing is gentle anymore—except how perfectly they destroy each other. This is not redemption. It’s devastation. To understand why they can’t breathe near each other now… you need to witness the madness that started it all. The First part of Novel "She Ruled Until She Became Mine" https://www.webnovel.com/book/34583507808506505/catalog And Second part of Novel "Fate Broke Us Through Love"

The final outcome of this world? All will submit to the Navy's iron fire—no exceptions. (Everyone becomes obedient...) P.S. The ending involves a full purge by the Navy—if you’re a fan of saints, idealists, or the Straw Hats, consider this your warning. Because later on, the plot becomes heavily logic-based. Watching your favorite pirates being ground into minced meat... It’s not easy to take—so read with caution. ... For each review +1 chapter, 3 people means +3 additional For each 100 Power Stones +1 Chapter

Listen to me closely. Never, and I mean NEVER, leave a hate comment on a game forum right before you die. My name used to be... well, it doesn't matter. I was a 34-year-old salaryman who died in the stupidest way possible. How? I got slapped to death for grabbing a high school girl’s "assets". Wait, hold on! Don't look at me like that! It wasn't my fault, okay? My hand just moved on its own! It was just a tiny, split-second intrusive thought! Come on, you guys reading this—don't act like saints. You’ve had those dark urges too, right? You’ve wanted to grab something forbidden at least once in your life, right?! RIGHT?! Anyway, she slapped me. So hard my soul literally ejected from my body. I thought that was the punishment. I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I was in [Legends of Valtheris]. Yes, that trash game. The one with the cliché plot where the world ends because some teenage students get their hearts broken. And the worst part? I didn't become the Hero. I didn't become the Villain. I became Revan von Alstaire. The background character. The loser. The guy I literally insulted online five minutes before I died. I called him a "Simp" and laughed at his "Tiny D*ck." Fate is truly a comedian. Now, I’m destined to be the bullied lackey of the future Villainess, Sylvia von Vespera. The game script says I should lick her boots, accept her abuse, and die with her like a loyal dog. Screw that. Remember my last comment? "Revan is such a loser! Tiny dck! If I were you, instead of bowing down, I would squeeze her boobs and own her completely! Garbage character!" Well, it seems God took that personally. Fine. You want a show? I’ll give you a show. I won’t be a simp. I won’t filter my words anymore. I’ll let my intrusive thoughts win. I’ll turn this trash plot upside down—even if I have to slap every "Genius" in this academy to do it.

Enslaved for a million years and given a chance to redo it again. One day, a mysterious meteor from the stars fell in front of me, Aerus. Unbeknownst to me, it contained an alien Cube from another universe, one of which without magic but science. It controlled my body with the promise of power and evolution—a chance to overcome my missing magical talents. Unfortunately, I was unaware it got corrupted after passing through the barrier between universes. Through me, it had the perverted desire to create the ultimate evolutionary lifeform; something that could wield god magic and have an immortal body. For a million years, it controlled my mind to eat every living creature I could lay my eyes on... until we met the Void Whale. The System was powerless before the God-like creature, and when I was on the brink of death, the Void Whale offered me another chance by sending me back in time. After I opened my eyes again, it was the day before the System's destined arrival. “Time to redo everything and win.” This is my story. A story of how I escaped the Rogue Evolution System. - - - - - Author's Note: - A toe-curling combination of Sci-Fi, Fantasy, and Eastern Cultivation. If you like any of these genres, you are in for a treat. - Harem? Likely as the story develops. - Smut? If the situation permits/requires it. - LGBT+? NONE. Updates every day 10 AM GMT+8/UTC+8

After a dying he wakes up in a Baltimore hospital as Mr. Mikaelson. He quickly realizes he has arrived in the world of Hannibal, a place where psychological acuity is the ultimate weapon. Unlike the others, he possesses a suite of heightened cognitive abilities—"Scene Reading" and "Psychological Profiling"—that allow him to see the truth behind the polite masks of society. Knowing that Will Graham is being systematically broken by Hannibal Lecter, the "new" Mikaelson refuses to be a bystander. He begins building a secret arsenal of counter-evidence, working in the shadows with Beverly Katz to protect Will and expose the Chesapeake Ripper. He isn't just a new face in Baltimore; he is the only person who can see the monster in the room and is brave enough to hunt it. The Investigator’s Arsenal: The Powers Scene Reading: Inspired by expert forensics, this allows the host to reconstruct a crime. By observing blood patterns and disturbed objects, he can mentally visualize the murder as a ghostly recreation, seeing exactly how the killer moved and acted. Psychological Profiling: This power allows for the deep analysis of a subject's mental state. It grants the ability to "read" personalities, identifying hidden traumas, triggers, and the subtle deceptions used by sophisticated predators like Hannibal. Cold Logic: A passive mental state that allows the host to suppress fear and revulsion when faced with the macabre. It ensures that his analytical mind remains sharp even in the most gruesome crime scenes, though it can lead to emotional detachment. Counter-Manipulation: An advanced social skill that helps the host navigate conversations with high-level manipulators. It provides a "mental shield" against gaslighting and psychological steering, allowing him to hold his own in a battle of wits with Hannibal.

Magic is dead. The Progenitor is a mortal man named Adam. Kael Light is a crippled slave in the Iron Sultanate. The world runs on coal, steam, and blood. To survive, the "Cursed Healer" must become the "Cursed Engineer" and lead a revolution against an empire of machines.

Nobita saved the world... Then Doraemon left, and took the proof with him. Now 18, Nobita is alone, haunted by memories of epic battles and friendships that only exist in his head. He's learned how to live on his own. He's built a life of quiet anonymity, desperate to escape his past. But the past won't escape him. When a familiar face returns to drag him into a war spilling out from the worlds he once saved, Nobita must make a choice: stay in the safe, lonely world that has forgotten him, or embrace the brutal legacy of the false chosen one and fight once more.

THE ROZASINA CHRONICLES: THE CIPHER OF CREATION Beyond the veil of the known universe, 70 billion light-years from Earth, a civilization played god… and paid the price. In the Rozasina b12 galaxy, the blue-skinned Keratons have ascended to the peak of evolution. They caged their sun, Vitilinon, within a Dyson Sphere to fuel an empire of 975 trillion souls. But their utopia was forged in the fires of the Great Civil War a cataclysm that shattered 1,100 planets and silenced 1.4 quadrillion lives, leaving behind an empire of ash and iron. Now, on the frozen, toxic surface of a dead world in a conquered galaxy, a secret buried for 673 million years has been unearthed. The ancient tablets speak of the "Essence of Creation" four lost capsules with the terrifying power to ignite life in the void or tear the fabric of reality apart. High Commander Atrino, a scarred veteran of the old wars, receives a final directive from the Emperor. Commanding the Cosmic Lance, a warship the size of a country, he must lead the 39th Fleet into the uncharted darkness. The coordinates are set. The guarantee of return is zero. The race to control the power of genesis has begun before it unmakes the universe.

Rosemary feels like a wilted flower in her father’s court. Born into a society that places power on a pedestal, her frail body and weak angelic powers only earn scorn from her fellow nobles and icy contempt from her father. Suffocated by whispers and rejection, Rose’s gentle spirit eventually breaks, driving her to do the unimaginable– jumping off a bridge on a stormy day. But as she sinks into the water, memories of her brother's kindness renew her will to live. Yet, it might already be too late as she's dragged under the current of the river. All hope seems lost until a hand reaches into the roaring river and grabs her– a pair of cold eyes purple peer back at her. Would their owner bring the salvation she so desperately craves, or a continuation of the emotional torment she has endured since childhood?

In the farthest corners of the abyss, the first beast formed and many another's came to being after he formed.

Two reflections of one great shadow, created in the deathly silence of Kyudai Garaki's secret laboratories. Taiko believed the Ant Arena had left him the last one standing—the only survivor who had managed to shed the stigma of the Grimm killer and find the light thanks to Kuinn. UA's hero department was supposed to be his chance at redemption, a place where the past no longer held sway. But Kyudai Garaki always had a backup plan. The mad doctor outdid himself by creating perfect clones of All For One. But when the threads of fate become entangled and bodies replace each other, the line between creator and creation blurs. Taiko finds himself drawn into a game where his new appearance is just the tip of the iceberg, while behind him stand the figures of Director Nezu and Kyudai Garaki, the AFO, and Madam President, spinning their own web. Each with their own interests. In Defective: -Path to the Top: A story about becoming a God of Quirks without losing your humanity. -Tough Development: A systematic and detailed hero development, where strength is not given freely, and personal qualities are forged through pain and trials. -Complex Bonds: A story of love and redemption in a world that sees you only as a monster or a tool. -No Harems: Focus on plot, psychology, and large-scale battles. Who are you if the blood of the greatest villain flows through your veins, and your appearance is the result of a global deception?

Eighteen years after a forbidden ritual meant to forge a living embodiment of the Sin of Greed by the king, Kael awakens in a world he no longer recognizes. Once an ordinary boy, he has become something far more dangerous, a vessel infused with ancient magic that can twist desire, bend will, and consume the very essence of life. His creators vanished, the empire that sanctioned the ritual has fallen, and legends of “the Greedborn” have spread across kingdoms like wildfire. Now every faction, mages, monarchs, mercenaries, and the seven heavenly virtues hunts Kael, each seeking to claim or destroy the power sealed within him. With no memory of his past and no control over the hunger that stirs beneath his skin, Kael flees across enchanted forests, ruined citadels, and realms where magic has its own will. As he pieces together the truth of what he has become, Kael faces an impossible choice: resist the growing force that threatens to devour him from within, or embrace the Sin of Greed and reshape the world in his image. His fate will decide whether the age of magic is reborn, or consumed.

For twenty-year-old Liam, reality has always been a fragile concept. Diagnosed with severe dissociative schizophrenia, he has spent years tormented by a singular, terrifying delusion: the existence of the "Hollow Earth"—a mirror dimension layered directly atop our own, inhabited by malevolent entities that wear human skin. After a catastrophic breakdown leaves Liam in a catatonic state, bedridden and withering away in his room for weeks, the darkness finally swallows him whole. But when he opens his eyes, he hasn’t woken up in a hospital. The room is the same, yet the geometry is wrong. The shadows stretch too far. The air tastes of copper and rot. He is in the Hollow Earth. Standing at the foot of his bed is a vision of haunting beauty: a woman with cascading white hair and skin like polished porcelain, dressed in an intricate, Victorian-era nightgown. She doesn’t attack. She doesn't scream. Instead, she strokes his cheek with an ice-cold hand and whispers, "Welcome home, Husband." Now, Liam must navigate a nightmare where the laws of physics are broken and shadows have teeth. But his greatest danger isn’t the monsters roaming the gray streets outside—it is his "bride." Beneath her captivating face and doting affection lies a possessive, ancient hunger. Liam must discover if he has truly slipped into another dimension or if his mind has finally shattered completely—before the woman in white consumes what’s left of his soul.

A young boy’s innocent dreams of wordly ambition evolve into a dark, psychological odyssey as he grows into Mr. N, a morally ambiguous savior with a god in his head. A savior who smiles like a saint but thinks like a tyrant. A man who will rip out your eyes to force you to see the world as he does. Enter his pysche to understand and discover the mysteries of the world

Born in the frozen and lawless North, far from the orthodox and unorthodox powers of the continent, a nameless boy dreams of building a sect for the poor and discarded. To achieve it, he creates a cultivation manual that evolves through battle, turning suffering into power and turning the weak into demons capable of defying Heaven itself. By sixteen he steps into the Master realm; by eighteen he becomes Grandmaster; by twenty-one he shatters the continental ceiling to become the youngest Heavenly Master in recorded history. His sudden ascension terrifies both orthodox and unorthodox factions, forcing them to unite as the Murim Alliance to crush him. But war does not begin when he ascends—it begins after he builds his Demon Sect into a nation, turns merchants into allies, and commoners into disciples. When the Murim Alliance finally declares war, they find not a sect, but a continental faith already rooted in the hearts of the powerless. In a world without immortals, where Heavenly Master is the apex of martial authority, he becomes the First Heavenly Demon—founder of the Demon Nation, destroyer of the old world order, and origin of the Demon Religion that reshapes the continent for generations to come.

In the empire of Azuraan, young Elarion disguises himself as a servant girl named Elara to infiltrate Sultan Kaelith's palace, seeking revenge for his father's wrongful execution. As he gathers secrets amid the opulent halls and harem intrigues, a chance collision with the sultan sparks an unexpected connection. Kaelith, captivated by Elara's mysterious allure, begins courting her with gifts and private moments, igniting a slow-burning romance filled with tension.

Amid schemes, lies, and haunting mysteries, IAM must tread carefully through a world where reality bends and curses linger. One misstep, and he risks slipping into nothingness, consumed by shadows beyond comprehension. Powerless against beings of terrifying strength, IAM must uncover the truth. He doesn't know who or what he is. But something does—and it's watching... This is the a tale of suffering, of betrayal, death and mystery... of someone who shouldn’t matter—yet somehow does. From blood-soaked ruins to horrifying creatures, from lies to strange truths, he will walk a path no one understands… not even him. And when he finally learns the truth— The world may wish he never had. **I upload twice a day. ** ** please add it to your collection even if you don't read it now, it will be very much appreciated. ** **because the synopsis doesn't say a lot, read my review down below for more information. **