Manhwa Dungeon System

Thanks to my dad's work, I have to transfer schools. Soon, I go to my new school to register for my enrolment. After submitting my personal information, the teacher in charge shoots me an odd look. "Is your father Mr. Chapman, the new shareholder? His child should have enrolled with us a long time ago. In fact, his daughter is half a year older than you. You're not that person at all…" Stunned, I dig out my phone and show my photo with my dad to the teacher. She glances at the photo before showing me the system window. "Mr. Chapman's daughter has been studying in this school since the first term. He even donated a library to the school recently. This is a photo the school board has taken. You can take a look yourself." In the photo, my dad and an unfamiliar student can be seen standing at the school's bulletin board. That young lady looks as old as I do. Her features are similar to my dad's. In fact, she resembles him more than I do! If they are an actual father and daughter pair, then who am I?

"You have two choices, dove. Either I fuck you against the wall or on the bed." I stiffened, glaring at him and hoping he could see the hatred in my eyes. He moved closer, and ran his thumb along my lips. "Me? I don't mind any position." My teeth gritted as I stared at his face. It was a shame that someone so beautiful could have a mouth that foul. I leaned over and whispered. "Over my dead body, your majesty." ****** When Irene Slater is chosen to serve the Lycan King, she expects nothing but humiliation. He knows she is his mate, yet instead of claiming her, he strips her of dignity and forces her into a role meant to break her. It only deepens the resentment she already carries for him… and for the system that has always treated omegas as less. He wants nothing to do with her. She wants nothing to do with him. But fate has other plans and as tension turns into something neither of them can control, Irene is forced to face a dangerous truth: The king she was taught to hate may be the one she cannot escape.

The project I had poured my heart and soul into earned the company over a hundred million in profit, yet the credit was handed to the vice president's nephew. I stood in a corner, the stack of source code documents trembling in my hands, nearly crushed by my grip. That nephew—who couldn't even get Hello World to compile—was now on stage, smiling brightly as he accepted the award. The vice president came over and draped an arm around my shoulder like we were old friends. "You're just an outsourced worker," he said casually. "These honors wouldn't mean anything to you anyway. Jason is new. He's got limitless potential. From now on, you'll be responsible for mentoring him properly." Only then did I realize that decades of struggle had been nothing more than laying out a red carpet for someone else's glory. That very night, while reviewing the project's code repository, I discovered a massive flaw—one serious enough to bring the entire system crashing down within three days.

At twenty-one, I made the mistake of telling the truth. I accused a powerful Alpha of violating me. The Moon Tribunal called me a liar — and ripped out my tongue to make sure I could never say it again. Then they gave me to him. MATTHIAS VOLKOV. Cold. Ruthless. Sixteen years older than me and haunted by a grief that has made him into something the other Alphas fear. He didn't ask for me. I didn't ask for him. And the arrangement between us was never meant to be anything more than political convenience. But he carries me when I fall. He stands between me and the people who want me silent. And when he discovers what the Elders did — what they really did — the coldest Alpha in the territories becomes the most dangerous thing I have ever seen. They took my voice to stop me from speaking the truth. They should have taken more. I can't speak. He can't love. But together, we will burn the system that broke us both — and I will make sure they hear it.

The day Yancy Shepherd died, Benedict Page poisoned our dinner. His eyes were wild, and bloodshot, as he watched me writhe in agony. There was a madness in his gaze, but worse was the hatred, a disgust so deep it twisted his face into something unrecognizable. "If it weren't for you forcing your way into our lives, Yancy wouldn’t have died from heartbreak. You ruined us! It’s all your fault!" A photo slipped from his trembling hand and landed at my feet—Yancy at twenty, looking radiant, her smile as bright as a blooming flower. I collapsed to the ground, my strength fading fast like a rose withering in the final grasp of winter. Helpless, I waited for the darkness to claim me, consumed by despair and bitter regret. Why hadn’t I listened to the system and killed him when I had the chance? But when I opened my eyes again, everything was different. I stood watching Benedict flee our engagement ceremony. My brother moved to chase after him, but I quietly raised a hand, stopping him. This time, things would be different.

"I was raised as a weapon, crafted into the perfect steel. I'm made of sharp edges and vengeance, and I will not crumble. " What would you be willing to lose to be free? For years, Audrey waited for the perfect chance to leave the compound and escape from the hybrid's torture. Born and raised as a warrior, being able to fight is both her blessing and her curse and the only thing keeping her alive. After years of imprisonment, she returns to her family, who had long given up on hope, but freedom is nothing but an illusion. Audrey is forced to battle against her prejudice, fears, and her own gruesome past to become whole once again. With the soon-to-be Alpha Devin defying her at every turn, and the unexplainable bond she feels with Ryan closing in, Audrey must choose between destiny and her own free will. With the hybrid's threat always hovering over her head, she must find the Alpha that betrayed the Council, even if it means destroying the system altogether. But the path is tricky; unsure who to trust, she has to travel alone and unravel the Alphas' darkest secrets. Her failure means death or worse- her capture.

Alexander Sanchez is a Neurosurgeon that works at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery, London. He is ranked among the best Neurosurgeon in the country. He is handsome, skilled ambitious and aims at being the World best Neurosurgeon. He has a mysterious past he is yet to understand and unknown to the world, Alex has a medical condition, essential tremor, a nervous system disorder that causes rythmic shaking of the hand, head, voice, arms or legs. Ryan Wilson is also a Neurosurgeon whose skills is also rated among the best in the country He works at the best Private Hospital in London owned by his family, he is as greedy as anyone can be. He comes from a family who has a long line of amazing doctors and his father expects him to make him proud by being the world best Neurosurgeon. Jasmine Wright is a simple but brilliant girl, she graduated as the best student from National University, London as a Surgical Technologist. She got hired as an assistant surgeon at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery. What happens when Jasmine gets entangled in Alex and Ryan power tussle to become the world best Neurosurgeon? Please read on...

Rosalia Marina was eighteen when her father sold her to clear his debts. By twenty, she was no longer just another girl trapped in a trafficking house, she was chosen. Auctioned into a marriage she never consented to, Rosalia becomes the wife of a powerful mafia patriarch who believes ownership is the same as salvation. In his home, she learns how to survive by silence, patience, and control, even as her body is treated like a debt that must be repaid. A year later, everything changes when his son returns to claim his place as heir. Cold, judgmental, and determined not to become his father, he sees Rosalia as a woman who traded herself for power. What begins as contempt slowly fractures into something far more dangerous, desire neither of them can afford. Torn between guilt, longing, and the quiet mission she has carried since the day she was sold, Rosalia must decide whether survival is enough, or if destroying the system that enslaved her will cost her the only man who ever truly sees her. In a world where loyalty is currency and love is betrayal, wanting the wrong person can be fatal.

On a stormy night during the apocalypse, my own mother threw me out of the house while I was burning with fever, along with my husky, so my little brother would have a better chance of surviving. She shouted through the crack in the door, “Take that useless mutt and go die somewhere. Stop wasting your brother’s food!” I huddled in a pile of trash with my dog in my arms, convinced I was going to die. Then my husky suddenly spoke. “Host’s vital signs critically low. Infinite Supply Search System activated.” “Supermarket warehouse one hundred meters ahead. Three thousand freeze-dried meals detected.” “Pharmacy five hundred meters to the left. Five hundred boxes of antibiotics detected.” Three days later, I’d built a fortress with packs of dogs and mountains of supplies. I sat inside eating steak and watching the show. Outside the barbed wire, my mother and brother were on their knees, fighting each other over half a piece of moldy bread. I smiled. “Mom, even dogs wouldn’t eat that. Better savor it.”

"I'll cut to the chase. I'm the villainess in this story." Everyone in this wealthy, elite family adored my poor, fragile adopted sister. My older brother Damien would snap, "Don't scare Bella. Her weak heart can't take it." My other brother, Magnus, would add, "Lend Bella your nightgown, all right? It's wasted on you." Even my fiancé said, "This is nothing more than a marriage of convenience. My true love has always been Bella." In my last life, I humbled myself endlessly to please them. What did I receive in return? They sent me to a mental asylum and I died in agony. Then I came back to life on the day of my engagement party. A voice echoed in my mind and made its announcement. [The Madness Reward System has chosen you, Marceline Blanc. Any unhinged behavior will earn rewards worth hundreds of millions of dollars.] I grinned and sent the pompous, ten-tier cake crashing to the floor. "I'm done with this shitty family. Goodbye, you miserable bastards."