The Primordial Record - Chapter 2050: Beyond Every Limit

Being abandoned by his very own blood, the world stripped him of everything, his glory, his weapon, his beloved and even his name was taken away. He tried to reclaim what were rightfully his but the people already treated him as an outcast.With nothing left to do, he strode towards the place of no return and as he reached the deepest part by accident, he found a sealed casket with an unusual question engraved on its lid.'If the world's destruction would be put in the palm of your hand, how would it end?'Thousands of choices, hundreds of possibilities, and tens of answers, yet just one of these was certain.“I'll carve it with my enemies' blood,” he uttered underneath the moonless sky.On his hand was a blade made of glass, dripping with a crimson, sticky substance. In an era where war was an everyday occurrence and death was nothing but a mere consequence of being weak, his journey towards the labyrinth of revenge had begun.- - - - -Read at least six chapters and please be prepared to crave the rest. Enjoy Reading!

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?Wrong.One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.Enter him.Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.And now, he’s not letting me go.

Blayn transmigrates into the world of Akame ga Kill and obtains the Mangekyō Sharingan—Kamui! Not just one, but both Kamui!

Rune was just an ordinary man from Earth — until fate threw him into Ninth Dawn, a world of swords and magic. Reborn in the frail body of a child cursed with an F-rank Divine Blessing, Rune’s new life was nothing but suffering.Branded with false accusations of rape and murder, he was captured by the Seraphic Order of the Black Veil (SBV). Brutally tortured and executed for crimes he never committed, his story should have ended there.But death wasn’t the end.Time rewound. Rune opened his eyes once again to the moment of his first reincarnation.This time, he vowed vengeance.Guided by Nexar, the Warlord’s System, Rune carved his path through blood and fire. He conquered territories, raised armies, and earned the fearsome title:The First Warlord of the Dawn.Yet even warlords fall. At the peak of his conquest, Rune was struck down by the hand of the Demon Lord — the true shadow looming over the world.And then… he returned once more.Back to the very beginning.But now, something had changed.The system reincarnated with him.Only, it wasn’t the same.Nexar had awakened anew as:Nexar, the Warlord’s Carnal System.With vengeance burning in his heart and a twisted new system at his side, Rune is ready to defy fate itself.War, blood, lust, and conquest — his dawn has only just begun.