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A hope not to be more precise, a justice that fate bestowed upon Sakamoto to give a judgment to all those who had insulted him. An offer to gain power based on hatred in his body, he received from a mysterious woman in a cloak. Without much thought Sakamoto accepted the offer, why continue to live in a rotten world. Thanks to that, he was able to wreak havoc in his heart, and killed everyone in the class, even the teacher he had hated so far. After doing that, according to the contract or agreement that has been agreed upon Sakamoto must give up his soul and life. Without much resistance or words Sakamoto gave up his life.

what a waste

They said heroes go to Heaven. I died saving a child and woke up in Hell. My soul was branded, my memories burned, and a voice called out from the abyss: “Serve me… and live again.” When I opened my eyes, I wasn’t human anymore. Flames crawled beneath my skin, whispering the names of the guilty. Every heartbeat carried the hunger of Hell itself. I was sent back to the living world not to save it, but to cleanse it. Every sinner I touch feeds my power, and every mercy I show burns my soul. Angels call me a monster. Demons call me their weapon. But I call myself what I’ve truly become The Emissary of Hell. And this time, the judgment comes from below.

My skin bears reminders of yesterday. They are roadside markers of my trips and falls, remnants I intend to burn to ashes, place in an urn and bury somewhere. People tell me to move on. Build a bridge. Get over it. When you clench your teeth and forge ahead you convince yourself the mind can be a clean slate untainted by dark colors of past trauma. You pretend that your skies will always be clear. A palette of gold and red, sunrise and sunset. Yet in sunshine a dark shadow lingers behind us every step. Our shadow wilfully follows, keeps pace with every step. I unclenched my teeth, ran my fingers along my scars. They whispered to me. I listened. I held hands with my shadow, now we walk together. Some scars never heal but how else could I know the way forward?.. So, I claim this body, this mind, this life as my own. And while I wish to share this life in kindness, compassion and empathy with others, I will not hesitate to defend when threatened. ... "...and when you wake in the morning finding that you still lie in hell, lick your lips, spit on the flames, and walk on through the fire."

A seemingly normal boy living a normal life seemingly dies, only to wake up and find out that he had been chosen by fate. His "death" is only the beginning. He suddenly awoke in a strange world and was given one job: to quell the centuries-long war between humans, demons, and angels. He travels through each realm learning the intricacies of each one, and he's left with a hard choice.

The Hollow's Rebirth Lucien, a remorseless killer known as the Hollow, meets his end mid-dissection, only to find himself in the afterlife. Anubis, god of the dead, attempts to usher him through the Nine Gates of Hell, but Lucien's apathy and morbid curiosity remain, even in death. His journey takes an unexpected turn when he is snatched away by the Sphinx, a celestial being acting on mysterious orders. Lucien is deposited at the mouth of a cave, where a booming voice offers him a second chance at life in exchange for "cleansing demons." This encounter triggers a chain of cataclysmic events: a blinding explosion, a chilling proclamation from Lucifer, and Lucien's apparent annihilation. Yet, from the ashes, a figure emerges—Lucien, reborn, or perhaps something more. He finds himself amidst a brutal gladiatorial arena, a twisted entertainment for demonic overlords who have conquered Earth after a cataclysmic "Great Ashing" blocked out the sun and unleashed hordes of hellish creatures. Humanity has been decimated, enslaved, and forced into grotesque breeding programs with demons, resulting in twisted abominations. Lucien, now possessing a strange mix of his former emptiness and a nascent, darker power, is thrown into this brutal world. His journey is one of violent survival and self-discovery. He witnesses horrors beyond imagining, including his own brutal death and rebirth, the casual cruelty of demons, and the desperate struggle of enslaved humans. He is driven by instinct, muscle memory from a past life as an assassin, and a growing awareness of the demonic forces at play. He fights, he kills, and he begins to understand the true nature of his new reality. Lucien's path is intertwined with ancient powers and prophecies. Lucifer, it is revealed, seeks an emissary, and Lucien is destined to fill that role. Hades and Anubis, rulers of the underworld, are aware of this looming threat and desperately try to stop it, but their efforts are thwarted by the Sphinx's intervention. As Lucien navigates the brutal arena, his powers awaken. He embraces the chaos, his emptiness finding a twisted purpose in the carnage. He is no longer just the Hollow; he is something more, something darker, a force of chaos unleashed upon a world already consumed by darkness. His escape from the arena marks the beginning of a new chapter, a journey into the heart of the demonic dominion, where he will ultimately confront his destiny and the forces that have shaped his existence. His tenth carnage in this new world is just the beginning. [WSA 2025] Please vote

I got nothing more than pain, I smile when I let it out

The Demon Lord had been defeated... but at what cost? Thousands of lives were lost, the princess sacrificed herself for the sake of her kingdom, and the Emissary of the Goddess, Lucius, was sealed to preserve peace. After years of isolation and regret, the dragon had begun to lose hope. However, it was then that he was greeted by his creator: The primordial goddess Celestia. And with a smile on her face, she said to him: "Well done. You have preserved the peace I've always wished for... They no longer need my protection... Thus, I've decided to reward you by undoing this seal. ... Now go forth, my child. See and explore this world to your heart's content. If you so wish, you may destroy it and create a new one, for I will allow it. THIS is my last task for you!!"

Near the end of the Abyssal Age, a mysterious prophecy of unknown origins appeared, known only to one man. Nine hundred years later, in the Era of Rebirth, a young boy named Alan Lucius grew up in an orphanage in the slums of Doria. From birth, Alan possessed a book filled with historical records from before the Era of Rebirth, which ended with the mystery of the prophecy. Alan dedicated his life to uncovering the truth behind the prophecy and the secrets of the Abyssal Age—knowledge unknown to humanity and known only to the Pontiff of the Sacred Light, Elias.

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!