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"If you intended to die anyway, don't die quietly like a pussy! Go out in a fucking blaze of glory!" That was the statement that changed my world forever. I was a loser in life. I died and got reincarnated into a Revenant. Revenants were people who defended the living from the dead. In exchange for a second life, they had one task and were blessed with one cheat ability. The task? To kick as much zombie ass as possible. Unfortunately, my cheat just made me "Rewind". It didn't give me super strength, speed or the ability to fly. Hell, it didn't even give me a way to fight! Without any way to kill zombies, I nearly died on my first day on the job! Back then I remember crying and puking all over the place like a little bitch. But while I started out like a little bitch, I didn't stay one. Dying full of regrets changed me you see. So much so that I made a promise. I refused to repeat my mistakes when I was human. Reborn as a Revenant, I will never bow down to anyone ever again. Unfortunately, these Revenant bastards were old school. Like they hacked zombies with swords and all that crap old school. As a man born in the USA, I saw no reason why I needed to follow their outdated way of thinking. The modern world had the superpower of gun powder and lead. So instead of swords, I came after every zombie I saw with guns. Like countries in the middle east, I proceeded to blow the motherfuckers to kingdom come. And surprisingly because of "Rewind", I found out I could never run out of ammunition. $200 for each kill. Hefty bonus for each area of hell liberated. What scared normal people shitless suddenly allowed me to earn millions every day. The richer I got the more "Freedom" I could unleash! Mortars, tanks, air strikes to even nukes. Backed by modern science and technology, I slowly but surely drove the undead back. Along the way, I met and saved seven heavenly beauties. And all of them fell in love with me. They were a little obsessive, scratch that, they were all fucking insane. My precious harem was comprised of nothing but Yanderes in every sense of the word. Still, I would willingly burn the entire world for any of them. For when I called, only my battle harem answered. And that was even before I learned of another secret. Exchanging bodily fluids with my girls gave me their cheats. Suddenly, in contrast to every Revenant in the world who only had one, I alone wielded eight. One from each girl plus my own. And so unfolded my 2nd life. Which eventually became my legend. Who am I you ask? I was born as John Smith. But these days not even my girls use that name. Both on Earth and in Hell everyone else just calls me Limitless. And I am the Strongest Revenant. *************************** Author Notes: Harem size: 7 | No NTR | No Yuri | No Grape Novel Focus: Action, Adventure, Urban Fantasy, Reincarnation, Dark, Weak to Strong, Battle Harem, Beautiful Heroines, YANDERE Heroine, Military, Loyal Subordinates, Kingdom Building, War, Politics, Conspiracies, Overpowered, Face Slapping, Tragedy, Character Development, Multiple POVs, Betrayal, Alternate Realities, Demons, Zombies, Superpowers, Tower Climbing, Tower Defense, Wish fulfillment. I have paid for and own the copyrights to both the cover and character images. Official Discord link https://discord.gg/7yxSzd3szy, See you there!

"Si de todos modos pensabas morir, ¡no mueras calladamente como un cobarde! ¡Sal en una maldita explosión de gloria!" Esa fue la declaración que cambió mi mundo para siempre. Yo era un perdedor en la vida. Morí y reencarné en un Revenant. Los Revenants eran personas que defendían a los vivos de los muertos. A cambio de una segunda vida, tenían una tarea y fueron bendecidos con una habilidad especial. ¿La tarea? Patear tantos traseros de zombis como sea posible. Desafortunadamente, mi habilidad solo me hacía "Rebobinar". No me dio súper fuerza, velocidad o la habilidad de volar. ¡Diablos, ni siquiera me dio una forma de luchar! Sin ninguna manera de matar zombis, ¡casi muero en mi primer día en el trabajo! En aquel entonces recuerdo que lloraba y vomitaba por todas partes como un pequeño cobarde. Pero aunque empecé como un cobarde, no me quedé así. Morir lleno de arrepentimientos me cambió, ¿sabes? Tanto que hice una promesa. Me negué a repetir mis errores cuando era humano. Renacido como un Revenant, nunca volveré a inclinarme ante nadie jamás. Desafortunadamente, estos bastardos Revenants eran de la vieja escuela. Como que cortaban zombis con espadas y toda esa mierda de la vieja escuela. Como un hombre nacido en EE.UU., no veía razón por la que debiera seguir su forma de pensar obsoleta. El mundo moderno tenía el superpoder de la pólvora y el plomo. Así que en lugar de espadas, fui tras cada zombi que vi con armas. Como los países en el Medio Oriente, procedí a volar a los hijos de puta al reino venidero. Y sorprendentemente debido a "Rebobinar", descubrí que nunca podría quedarme sin munición. $200 por cada muerte. Bonificación considerable por cada área del Infierno liberada. Lo que asustaba a la gente normal de repente me permitió ganar millones cada día. ¡Cuanto más rico me hacía, más "Libertad" podía desatar! Morteros, tanques, ataques aéreos e incluso armas nucleares. Respaldado por la ciencia y tecnología modernas, lenta pero seguramente hice retroceder a los muertos vivientes. En el camino, conocí y salvé a siete bellezas celestiales. Y todas ellas se enamoraron de mí. Eran un poco obsesivas, olvida eso, todas estaban jodidamente locas. Mi precioso harén estaba compuesto por nada más que Yanderes en todo el sentido de la palabra. Aún así, voluntariamente quemaría el mundo entero por cualquiera de ellas. Porque cuando llamé, solo mi harén de batalla respondió. Y eso fue incluso antes de que aprendiera otro secreto. Intercambiar fluidos corporales con mis chicas me daba sus habilidades especiales. De repente, en contraste con cada Revenant en el mundo que solo tenía una, yo solo manejaba ocho. Una de cada chica más la mía. Y así se desarrolló mi segunda vida. Que eventualmente se convirtió en mi leyenda. ¿Quién soy, preguntas? Nací como John Smith. Pero estos días ni siquiera mis chicas usan ese nombre. Tanto en la Tierra como en el Infierno todos los demás me llaman Limitless. Y soy el Revenant más fuerte. *************************** Notas del autor: Tamaño del harén: 7 | Sin NTR | Sin Yuri | Sin Grape Enfoque de la novela: Acción, Aventura, Fantasía Urbana, Reencarnación, Oscuro, De débil a fuerte, Harén de Batalla, Heroínas hermosas, Heroína YANDERE, Militar, Subordinados leales, Construcción de reinos, Guerra, Política, Conspiraciones, Superpoderoso, Abofeteo de rostros, Tragedia, Desarrollo de personajes, Múltiples POVs, Traición, Realidades alternativas, Demonios, Zombies, Superpoderes, Escalada de torres, Defensa de torres, Cumplimiento de deseos.

There were two souls. One was assiduous with an unyielding will. One was effortlessly cunning with wisdom beyond many. And now, they are one. The universe will pray. *** *** *** Marcius Aemilia was killed during a duel because his opponent cheated by using a vicious poison. Fortunately, he was resurrected by an outer god with an agenda. Agreeing to be the god's agent within his homeland, Marcius was now back with a vengeance and dedication to save his family and clan from their unjustified demise. But wait. He was not alone. Along with Marcius, came the soul of Joseph Redwoods, who had read all the future events of Marcius's world from the pages of a novel. So, what do you get when you combine the souls of a vengeful heir and a cunning geek? Chaos, mayhem, disaster and good old ass-kicking. *** *** ***

"Si tu as l'intention de mourir de toute façon, ne meurs pas silencieusement comme une mauviette ! Pars dans une putain d'explosion de gloire !" C'était la déclaration qui a changé mon monde pour toujours. J'étais un raté dans la vie. Je suis mort et me suis réincarné en Revenant. Les Revenants étaient des personnes qui défendaient les vivants contre les morts. En échange d'une seconde vie, ils avaient une tâche et étaient bénis d'une capacité spéciale. La tâche ? Botter le cul à autant de zombies que possible. Malheureusement, mon pouvoir me permettait seulement de "Rembobiner". Il ne me donnait pas une super force, de la vitesse ou la capacité de voler. Merde, il ne me donnait même pas un moyen de combattre ! Sans aucun moyen de tuer des zombies, j'ai failli mourir dès mon premier jour de travail ! À l'époque, je me souviens avoir pleuré et vomi partout comme une petite salope. Mais si j'ai commencé comme une petite salope, je ne suis pas resté comme ça. Mourir plein de regrets m'a changé, voyez-vous. À tel point que j'ai fait une promesse. J'ai refusé de répéter mes erreurs quand j'étais humain. Renaissant en tant que Revenant, je ne m'inclinerai plus jamais devant personne. Malheureusement, ces salauds de Revenants étaient à l'ancienne. Genre, ils découpaient les zombies avec des épées et toutes ces conneries à l'ancienne. En tant qu'homme né aux USA, je ne voyais aucune raison pour suivre leur façon de penser dépassée. Le monde moderne avait le superpouvoir de la poudre à canon et du plomb. Alors au lieu des épées, j'ai poursuivi chaque zombie que j'ai vu avec des armes à feu. Comme les pays du Moyen-Orient, j'ai procédé à envoyer ces enfoirés au royaume céleste. Et étonnamment, grâce à "Rembobiner", j'ai découvert que je ne pouvais jamais manquer de munitions. 200 dollars pour chaque mort. Prime substantielle pour chaque zone de l'Enfer libérée. Ce qui terrifiait les gens normaux me permettait soudainement de gagner des millions chaque jour. Plus je m'enrichissais, plus je pouvais déchaîner de "Liberté" ! Mortiers, chars, frappes aériennes et même des bombes nucléaires. Soutenu par la science moderne et la technologie, j'ai lentement mais sûrement repoussé les morts-vivants. En chemin, j'ai rencontré et sauvé sept beautés célestes. Et toutes sont tombées amoureuses de moi. Elles étaient un peu obsessionnelles, que dis-je, elles étaient toutes complètement folles. Mon précieux harem n'était composé que de Yanderes dans tous les sens du terme. Pourtant, je brûlerais volontiers le monde entier pour n'importe laquelle d'entre elles. Car quand j'appelais, seul mon harem de combat répondait. Et c'était même avant que je découvre un autre secret. Échanger des fluides corporels avec mes filles me donnait leurs pouvoirs. Soudain, contrairement à tous les Revenants du monde qui n'en avaient qu'un, moi seul en maniait huit. Un de chaque fille plus le mien. Et ainsi s'est déroulée ma 2e vie. Qui est finalement devenue ma légende. Qui suis-je, demandez-vous ? Je suis né John Smith. Mais ces jours-ci, même mes filles n'utilisent plus ce nom. Tant sur Terre qu'en Enfer, tous les autres m'appellent simplement Sans Limites. Et je suis le Revenant le plus fort. *************************** Notes de l'auteur : Taille du harem : 7 | Pas de NTR | Pas de Yuri | Pas de Viol Focus du roman : Action, Aventure, Fantasy Urbaine, Réincarnation, Sombre, Du faible au fort, Harem de Combat, Héroïnes magnifiques, Héroïne YANDERE, Militaire, Subordonnés loyaux, Construction de royaume, Guerre, Politique, Conspirations, Surpuissant, Gifler des visages, Tragédie, Développement de personnage, POV multiples, Trahison, Réalités alternatives, Démons, Zombies, Superpouvoirs, Escalade de tour, Défense de tour, Réalisation de souhaits.

The story takes place in the age of steam and machinery, most people go about their days worrying about money and their lifes but some dont know that there a hidden world. This world has mysterious people and abilities some can do strange things some can even curse you Elijah a newly college guratuee gets involved with this world how will he escape this world alive? Will he lose himself? ----- @gravebrone -tiktok ----- chapter realse one chapter a day if you want that to increase then send gifts if I don't realises a chapter then that means I'm busy or I'm making more or my computer broke and it deleted half my work and I'm crying in the corner. ------ I'm still new to writing novels, so don't expect there to be perfect grammar. also, in some parts, I don't think I can describe an object well enough for you to understand, so I apologize. Since I'm still kinda new don't expect some perfect writing ----- artist name: Myunghee Woo the art is not owned by me if the artist wishes to take this down then contact me on my tick tok above because I am always active on that or contact me on discord thekingofrvelution or Demon of Revolution see which one works https://discord.gg/5vq3tCbYa3 join the discord and become an OG

In a post-apocalyptic world caused by a mysterious being classified as "Alpha". its spawns overtake the earth's surface, force humanity to create underground havens, and fight to reclaim the surface world. This is the story of Leon Silvius, once a member of one of the richest households in this new reality, who loses everything in an unfair game with the gods, becoming a ghost in the process. Unable to comprehend his predicament, Leon stumbles upon a stray god whose motives align with his own: revenge. Together, Leon and the stray god strike a deal to exact vengeance upon the gods, with Leon as a ghost wearing nothing but boxers. This is the tale of a man's journey from loss to anger, betrayal to retribution, in a world on the brink of destruction.

When 27-year-old Kael Draven, an ex–military pilot haunted by a classified tragedy, survives a catastrophic anomaly in deep space, he returns… different. Declared lifeless for seven full minutes, Kael wakes up with a strange mark burned into his chest, voices whispering calculations he shouldn’t understand, and visions of a dying universe collapsing in on itself. Unknown to him, his death connected him to the Nexus, an ancient cross-dimensional network built by a long-extinct civilization. The Nexus was designed to stabilize reality — but it is failing. Across the multiverse, Revenants are awakening: individuals resurrected by the Nexus to act as its guardians. But something corrupted the network long ago — and instead of protecting worlds, the Nexus has begun selecting “Revenants” who also carry a destructive, parasitic shadow within them. Kael is one of the few who survived both the awakening and the corruption. That makes him an anomaly — and a target. Hunted by The Null Order, a ruthless faction that intends to collapse all worlds into one controllable dimension, Kael must team up with an unpredictable group of allies: Aria Vale, a brilliant xenotechnologist with a secret connection to the Nexus Ryken Holt, a former mercenary who doesn’t trust anything resurrected Veyra, a mysterious Revenant who may either be Kael’s destiny or his undoing As Earth begins experiencing unnatural phenomena — vanishing cities, ripples in gravity, time fractures — Kael discovers that the Nexus is counting down. If the Nexus collapses, every universe dies. To stop the end of reality, Kael must master his new powers, confront what truly killed him, and face the monstrous, multiversal entity growing inside him… before it takes over completely. And in the end, Kael will learn that the greatest war is not between worlds — but inside himself.

In the wake of tragedy, Kodak, a Korean teen, finds himself uprooted and relocated to Japan after a devastating accident during a martial arts tournament. As he grapples with his misfortune, darker revelations emerge: his mother and sister have been brutally murdered, and his father has vanished without a trace. Struggling with grief and confusion, Kodak stumbles upon a shocking family secret—his lineage traces back to a powerful clan from the Heian period. As he delves deeper into his ancestry, Kodak learns of an ancient and forbidden power known as the Revenant, a dark force harnessed from the depths of death and suffering. Haunted by the spirits of his past and faced with the weight of his heritage, Kodak must navigate a treacherous path filled with danger and betrayal. Will he uncover the true nature of the Revenant and the curse that has him? Can he overcome his demons and harness this power to seek justice for his loved ones? Join Kodak on a journey of self-discovery, vengeance, and the battle against the shadows that threaten to consume him. ____________________________________ Discord: z3dpxrple/ K0DÆK Gmail: Logandrelicharz@gmail.com I hope you love my story and the memories and excitement to come from this

"Reborn with fangs in a world that wants him leashed or dissected" After dying a nobody in Brooklyn's gutters, 40-year-old Leo wakes in his 18-year-old body with a shapeshifter's rage and a tribal bracelet burning Norse runes into his flesh. His newfound power to crush baseball bats (and bullies) comes with a price – each healed wound erases more of his humanity. But when shadowy operatives from Nightwatch Genetics corner him with silver bullets and a cloned doppelgänger, Leo discovers his meek father's lab holds mass graves of failed wolf-human hybrids. Now hunted by both the mafia and a 200-year-old werewolf cult, he must decode the sinister truth behind his mother's "accidental" death before the next blood moon completes his transformation... into the very monster he's vowed to destroy.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!