“ You must level down to the rock bottom of hell”, a demonic voice said when he was summoned to the other side. Seth Johnson was 16 when he was sacrificed in a cleansing ritual organized by his parent’s cult, to find himself reincarnated and transmigrated to a new world that was already on the brink of extinction. People were divided by their magic power’s ranking to live in different regions and sat on ascending levels in the sky. Being born again as Isiah Duncan, the brother of Lucas Duncan the prodigy who brought the apocalypse to this world was confusing to him, he who had no powers to survive, until he was forced to level down instead of leveling up, using the diabolic core of magic instead of the divine one …
"I... I am a mere villain in a novel!?" A handsome male asked the void but received no answer, his face filled with shock as he awoke from sleep; the date again told him it was the 7th of July 2035, the day his fiancée would ask to break their engagement. Suddenly his mind was assaulted by various memories, strange events and occurrences ending with his death. "What are these memories? Why the hell do I act so pathetically when around these women!?" He rose from the velvet sheets, his tall body standing at the window, wearing nothing but his magnificent, well-trained birthday suit. "Never again! That damn guy can have them all! I quit!" [Supreme Villain System Installing] "NO! I don't want it!" [Error... System rejected by the host!] "Good..." [Supreme Netori System Installing!] "Oi...! No... Stop! I don't want to submit my control and will!!" The handsome male began to slam his head against the solid stone wall, the impact causing his brain to rattle, blood seeping down his forehead. [System.....Error] "I won't submit!" He roared; the morning maid stunned outside his door as he smashed his head against the wall, each blow causing his vision to grow blurrier and his muscles to spasm. [Netori... Error....] "Haha... I won! Screw you!" [Idiot] "Eh?" A sudden jolt of lightning shot from the ceiling, zapping the handsome male's brain as he fell to the ground, his body shuddering in silence. "Ngh!?" [I would never control you... Here, take these little gifts. I'll go mess with those skanks that hurt you] [Do your best, Amon] But Amon finds nothing is simple when dealing with years of feelings and supreme beings. Can he escape the fate of a villain's death, or will the deep shackles of his past lives bind him? Watch as he surpasses them all, stepping over other villains like ants and crushing the heroes to become the supreme Villain.
"What? That chicken is actually a phoenix?" "You're telling me that this dog is a qilin?" "This little lizard is the legendary dragon?" "What kind of weird pet shop is this? When did legendary beasts become so easy to find!" An ordinary looking shop, but what hides inside are legendary cultivation pets. Step inside, but only if you dare.
27-year-old Hisha, transmigrates into the body of a thousand-year-old overpowered supreme overlord who had everything at his disposal, except one–worthy companions by his side. Hence, a tournament was held to choose the best out of the most beautiful, unique and strong women across the land. These women don't follow the rule of coexisting women in a harem, they fight for the right to bed their lord and would stop at nothing but to use every opportunity to seduce, and fight on his behalf just to get his attention and favor. Hisha never liked such a barbaric method of getting a companion. 'Why choose a few, if you can have them all?' 'If he can't have them all, he would try to work out coexisting the strongest for his pleasure and benefit.' He realizes his 'Desire System' levels him up with every adoration gotten from his harem. The stronger they get, the higher his level and hold in his world. As he continues to break his limits with the help of his harem, he finds out there are others that threaten his rule and the balance of his land. 'Let the tournament begin!'
The heavens and earth change when the blood phoenix descends. She is the chosen one of the blood phoenix, and she shoulders the blood debt of the entire royal clan. She renounces her fair facade with resolution and enthralls the world whilst clad in white, bestirring nations and dynasties with the flip of a hand. He is an invincible war god and never shows mercy in his slaughter. His frozen heart is disturbed by her alone, and his tenderness reserved only for her. Do we work together with one heart, or walk the separate paths of strangers? Do we clash against each other with weapons instead… In this vast world, I compose music only with you, to astound eras to come.