The heavens shone brightly, and the era of the gods' rule came to an end. Without the gods' protection, humanity, faced with a great crisis, dug up the gods' tombs, turned over their bones, and stripped them of their clothing. Using the gods' burial objects, they eventually built their own civilization. But as greed grew, the day of judgment would eventually arrive. Humanity would ultimately be destroyed by the fire of its own greed.

Mysterious resurrection, the world is like a prison.

This world needs a great emperor to lead humanity to victory. — Black Emperor Chen Shoushan.

[Mysterious Resurrection Fanfiction, the protagonist's ability comes from the lawyer path of the Lord of Mysteries. 】

Arthur Thorne rose from his throne of brass, corpses, and pipes, donning a crown forged from alchemy, steam, and blood, and taking up the scythe entwined with fate. He looked up. The twinkling stars in the sky were all enemies. But before that... Arthur Thorne, newly transported, faced a grave problem: how to hollow out his body and survive when alchemy, medicine, and conventional supernatural powers proved ineffective.

Su Ming traveled to the parallel world of Blue Star and became a college freshman. Four years later, he faced the dilemma of finding a job and staying in the big city. One night, Su Ming discovered a strange toy house in his rental apartment. Upon observation, Su Ming realized that the castle inside the toy house was exactly the same as the St. Carthusian Monastery from the American horror film "The Nun" in his previous life. Curious, Su Ming reached into the toy house and nearly destroyed the entire St. Carthusian Monastery. ...After observing the reactions of the dolls in the St. Carthusian Monastery, Su Ming scratched his head in confusion, and a question came to his mind. "Why do they all call me the Evil God?" ----------------- "The Nun" "Supernatural" "The Grudge" "A Nightmare on Elm Street" "Silent Hill" "Final Destination"...

Lord of Mysteries Fanfiction

When the time traveler opened his eyes, he saw a crazy beauty looking at him with a smile, and in front of him was a bottle of secret prayer potion.

If he drank it, he would die later; if he didn't drink it, he would die now, so he drank the potion and became Buridan's Ass.

ps1: This book is an original approach, and the golden finger is source quality and uniqueness.

ps2: The protagonist travels through time at about the same time as Zhou Mingrui.

New York, a city with a far greater number of super criminals and a higher crime rate than Gotham. Just as Gotham needs Batman, so does New York. He journeys through New York with no money, no equipment, no butler, and only a strange body. He starts from scratch, everything from scratch.

"My name is Roach. I'm not a horse, nor am I a carrot. I

'm currently in pieces (literally), but since I've been put back together, I can be considered alive.

I don't have any special hobbies, nor do I have any special interpersonal relationships. By local standards, even if I'm not illiterate, I can be considered illiterate.

My main daily tasks are fishing, making soup, chopping wood, and feeding horses.

I haven't traveled around the world. You asked me what my main job is? Probably pets.

What are I good at? It seems that I'm not particularly good at anything. If I have to say, it's probably courting death.

If I have to say, I'm quite confident in my appearance because the witch praised me for being cute."

The man, with scars left by healed wounds on his face, smiled like a child as if he had just emerged from a hellish battlefield, and raised the axe in front of him.

The Outland God Anaric has many names. It is the evil god recognized by the secular world, the polluter of the world, the corrupter of souls, the invisible and intangible darkness and the end, leading everything to the end of collapse and extinction. The last time Anaric came to reality, all babies born within eleven years had no self-awareness, and only deformed bodies continued to devour and excrete endlessly.

However, believers who worship it claim that Anaric is the true god, the only god who has no origin and is not created, and has always existed. The gods that are widely worshipped today are nothing more than demons born from the breath of the true gods. To believe in them is to destroy the freedom of one's own soul.

Cesar doesn't know which is true and which is false, but Anaric's path has been like a bone-eating poison, filling his soul with madness. It is forcing him to step into the fate of the shadow of the evil god step by step.

Corruption is spreading, madness is spreading in people's hearts, religious disputes have set off wars of unprecedented intensity and scale, and various races are slaughtering each other with fanatical emotions, causing war, looting, plague, famine and death all over the world, and giving birth to more and more twisted evil things.

Who can be the savior? Anyone can, but he definitely can't.