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Regressor's Harem Of Vengeance

In this world, awakening a class is extremely rare, especially for children born from a simple background. But most nobles were blessed with the gift of awakening a class at the age of nineteen while only about five percent of commoners would be awakening theirs. However, every single one of them had only one goal in mind, to join the elite warrior party in eradicating the threats of their kingdom. Members of the elite warrior party had fame, riches and everything else anyone could ever asked for, so Ray felt ecstatic when he had been invited to join the elite warriors party. At the age of nineteen, he was from a remote village and all he had ever wanted was nothing more than to go on adventures with his new party members. However, things didn’t work out as he had planned it to be. Not only did he lost his mother, sister and childhood friend, he had also been treated poorly by his team members who were eager to get rid of him at the slightest chance they had. In the end, Ray was used as a sacrifice for their own selfish interests and all he could do was watch as they crushed his skull to paste. But luckily, Ray somehow found himself back to the very day he had Awakened his powers. And now, with the knowledge of the future at the back of his mind, Ray vows to find out the root behind his party members’ actions. Of course, he intends to also cruelly repay each and every one of them for what they had done to him, while also protecting those he had failed to save in his previous life. ======= [Void Magic], [Kingdom Building], [Heartwarming], [Dark], [Beast-taming], [Summons], [Action], [Level Up], [Conquer], [Second Chance].
PhoenixAsh · 88.1k Views

Extra's Ascension: A Gamer Beyond The Fold

The year later recorded as Standard Year 1 marked the end of the world as humanity understood it. Without warning, the sky of Vaelthara fractured. Light poured through the wounds— not of warmth, not of fire, but something alien. Sunlight that once healed now twisted the matters, animating the inanimate and birthing horrors from objects that had never lived. Cities fell in days. And Nations vanished in weeks. Humanity did not just lose a war. It lost its rules of reality that day. As Infested Light consumed the surface, massive cross-shaped fractures tore open the ground, mirroring the broken sky. From them, monsters and horrors beyond logic emerged. Survival became an act of hiding for humanity, until individuals later called Weavers appeared— humans who aligned their inner selves with purpose and power, holding back extinction by their supernatural abilities. Seven great bastions and hundreds of lesser Havens rose beneath luminous barriers known as Dawnshroud Wards, shielding fragments of the world from the corrupted Sun. Humanity endured, learned to live with their new horrifying neighbours. And Eighty years later, life continued under fractured skies, humans did what they most exceled in. Adapt and live. Academies began to erect to train young Weavers. Guilds created to regulate powers. The apocalypse is archived, standardized, and deeply misunderstood by the next generation. Except to only one person "Well well....looks like I transmigrated to the game of TAQ" In the Prime Haven of Varinholt, a boy wakes up in a body that isn’t his. When everyone was surviving, the boy that transmigrated only want one thing. "Hehehe.....now this is what I want..." The boy looked at the pure carnage before him, the one that he caused with his own hand, "Pure and unadulterated" "...THRIILL..."
TormentedChaos · 11.5k Views