Lazy Dungeon Master - Chapter 97

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].

Welcome to NecroCorp – Where War is Always in Stock!“Now with 15% off main battle tanks, because peace is bad for business.”Hello, traveler!Looking for a bone-forged sword? A modular mana cannon? Perhaps... a discounted main battle tank for your next kingdom raid?Oh wait, you're not a customer, you're a reader.Right. This is probably where I give you my “tragic backstory.” Fine.I used to be human.Then I died.Now I'm a Lich with a factory in a dead dungeon, a skeleton workforce that doesn't need lunch breaks, salaries, and a magical system that rewards me for selling stuff. So, I did what any sane undead would do: I started an arms corporation.Now I sell weapons to orcs, goblins, elves, humans, anyone with a grudge and a pile of magic stones. Need siege engines? Got 'em. Crossbows that reload themselves? Yup. Flamethrower golems? In development.But here's the trick: you can’t sell weapons if there’s no war.So when the world started calming down... well, I may have encouraged a few border skirmishes. For marketing purposes. Nothing personal. War drives demand, after all.So, if you're here for drama, explosions, undead capitalism, and morally questionable business strategies wrapped in bone and steel, you’ve come to the right dungeon.Just don’t ask about the warranty.There isn’t one that lived to tell and ask about it.

All the Humans from Earth were suddenly transported into a new world called Celestial World. No one knew the reason why nor what the purpose was all about. They were suddenly transported without any warnings or signs and were forced to live in a mysterious and unfamiliar new world.For 50 years, Humans lived in endless suffering and torment. They were all forced to run from one place to another or else they would be enslaved by other Foreign races that had long been living in the Celestial World.Fortunately, the Human race was finally able to slowly develop its strength and power in the Celestial World through the sacrifice of countless Humans after 50 years. However, it was mysteriously Fated not to last long as an unknown power suddenly started doing everything to destroy Humanity's Kingdoms and Empires.A young man by the name of Leo Heart had his Fate suddenly rewritten by some unknown power to stop this unprecedented doom of the Humans after a Red Cube, that the Heart Noble Household had been keeping as a Family Heirloom from the very start of the Human Race existence in the Celestial World, suddenly jumped up and embedded itself into his right palm.A world full of Mystery in which Magic and Mana had become every race's foundation of existence. A young man who had lost his family for the Human Race's existence has his Fate unexpectedly rewritten after such an encounter.But, would it be enough to stop this so-called unprecedented doom?Would the Human Race's existence be saved by Leo from the unknown yet powerful existence?Or would the Humans sadly become nothing but a mere history in this new world?Note: The art of the book cover is not mine. All the credits go to its rightful owner...

You—once a genius, who died young and reincarnated into a magical world.Yet your birthplace was nothing more than a ruined village at the world’s very edge.A village with not the faintest trace of magic or miracle.And of course—you were no different.But you did not give up.With all your strength, with every scrap of knowledge from your past life, you raised that village to new heights.And so, forty years passed.You became the leader, revered and trusted by all.Just as you were ready to accept a plain, ordinary life—suddenly:[Ding! Host’s support in the village has reached 100%. Supreme Creator System activated.][System binding initiated…][System binding delayed by 40 years. Calculating compensation rewards…][Compensation issued: 99999…9999 System Points. System Store now active.]Finally—forty years! Do you have any idea how I endured these forty years?!System!Redeem: 999,999 Levels!Redeem: Calamity Puppet Army!Redeem: Supreme Universe Core!Redeem: Throne of Annihilation!Redeem: Directive of Causality Erasure!…Ten thousand centuries later.On the battlefield of the multiverse.The allied fleets of dozens of high civilizations tore open a cosmic barrier.“What universe is this? Why has it not yet submitted to our Federation?”Before the words were finished, the starry sea beyond flared into blinding brilliance.Billions of rivers of time reversed their flow before their eyes, and the laws of the entire multiverse began to hum in unison.An invisible pressure descended, forcing every being to the ground, unable to lift their heads.Then came a calm, middle-aged voice:“Welcome… to my universe.”