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Although the Supreme returns in order to pass his days peacefully, he was belittled by everyone. On his wedding day, with a wave of his arm, he summoned the Nine Great Gods of War to him, who addressed him as their master…

They called me wolfless. Weak. Worthless. On my eighteenth birthday, my fated mate, the future Alpha, rejected me in front of the entire pack. The mate bond I'd dreamed of shattered into a thousand pieces, and I was exiled with nothing but the clothes on my back and a broken heart. But what they didn't know was that I was never wolfless. I was cursed. For five years, I disappeared. I trained in secret. I grew stronger. And when my curse finally broke, my wolf emerged—a Celestial Wolf, the rarest and most powerful wolf in existence. Silver fur. Glowing blue eyes. Power that makes Alphas bow. Because I'm not just any werewolf. I am Aria Silvermoon, the lost heir to the throne. The rightful Queen of all werewolves. Now I'm back, and nothing will stop me from reclaiming what's mine. My ex-mate wants me back? Too late. He had his chance and chose someone else. The ruthless Alpha Kade Blackthorn wants to claim me as his? He might be the only one strong enough to stand beside a queen. This is a story of rejection and revenge. Of a broken omega who became an unstoppable force. Of fated mates, second chances, and a woman who refused to let them break her. They thought throwing me away would be the end of my story. They were wrong. This is just the beginning.

The WHITES and the BLACKS are both races of VAMPIRES who have been fierce rivals for a long time, starting from the year Seven Hundred and Two (702). The white vampires are considered the good-hearted ones, whereas the black vampires are their complete opposites. The traitorous, greedy, and heartless, even to their kind. When the Thirteenth Prince of the black vampires was born, the whites were alerted because the oracle had foretold that their race would come to an end once that black vampire was born. However, they failed to prevent the birth brought forth by the Queen of the black vampires. As the youngest son of the black vampire's supreme grew, he became even more powerful, prompting the whites to take action to get ahead of the blacks’ planned extermination of them. They did not expect that they would be able to bring down the Prince of the blacks using a chemical that would put him into a long slumber. The whites found hope when the oracle revealed that a child would be born from their lineage who would ultimately defeat the Prince of the blacks. But unknown to them, there were still vampires from the black bloodline who were determined to awaken their long-dormant race once more. "Wait for the rise of the blacks, who will finally bring an end to your race." –a man dressed in black

After my family and I are dragged into a roguelike horror simulation, they favor my cousin, Julian Clark, over me. In a lobby of blood-soaked players, he always manages to stay spotless, earning their praise as someone who has "kept his humanity". He's unlike me, the brute who willingly throws himself into melee combat and hacks down monsters just to keep everyone else alive. During one dungeon run, a terrifying entity targets my younger sister, Millie Larsson. I draw my blade and move in for the kill, but Julian stops me with a sorrowful smile. "Every creature has a soul. Gabriel, if you kill it, you'll only enrage it and burden Millie with the sin of bloodshed." Millie believes all the nonsense he says and begins resenting me for interfering. Later, when a veteran player steals Julian's life-saving loot drop, I nearly die reclaiming it for him. Instead of thanking me, he takes pity on the woman robbing him and hands the item back to her. He condemns me for being too ruthless, claiming I know nothing about showing mercy to women. Then comes the advanced raid. Cornered by the final boss, I beg Julian to activate the high-tier talisman I've given him, buying me just one second to escape. He recoils from my bloodstained hand in disgust and turns to my parents instead. "Gabriel provoked the boss himself. He's too violent. I can't risk wiping the whole party just to save him." In the end, I die in the boss' jaws. Julian steps over my shattered bones and blood to clear the raid, eventually becoming the server's most celebrated player for being the Untainted Saint. But fate grants me a second chance. I awaken once more in the game's central lobby, right before everything begins. This time, I want to see how long their precious humanity lasts in a world overrun by horrors when the blood-soaked blade that always carries their party is no longer there to protect them.

In this world, a cataclysm has caused the appearance of monsters and other disasters, emerging from dimensional rifts and gradually pushing the world to its destruction, to face them, some humans having awakened various magical powers are fighting against this apocalypse. Dora, one of them, has a special class "Avatar" which gives him access to all the other classes, alas, the difficulties in leveling it up and the temperament of the latter earned him to be expelled from his team, which he had planned in order to live a calm and peaceful life, but a friendly fight with the little brother of the strongest woman in the kingdom will reveal his true potential. This is the story of the one perfect avatar, the individual who has the power to transcend this world.

As you know, angels are at the head of the good mortal world, and demons rule the ball in hell. But the angels are not as kind as the people of the church have always made them out to be. The human race is not so important to them. And now, in their wars for our souls, they have completely forgotten about us. But people like me don't consider themselves to be ordinary people. We live twice, and sometimes three times more than ordinary people are allowed to live. Our society is called the priests of Ultima. That's all we want to tell about our world...