When all living things are chess pieces of the Heavenly Dao, I, Jiang Chen, am the one who overturns the chessboard! As a blood sacrifice to the "Son of Destiny," I tore apart his pre-written script with my bare hands, watched him plummet from the clouds, his foundation shattered, and then... devoured all of his supreme destiny! In that moment, I understood that I wasn't without destiny, but rather that I fed on it—an enemy of the Heavenly Dao!

This is a hunt for "Destiny".

Whether it's the reborn Immortal Emperor, the Demon Lord with a blood feud, or the good-for-nothing with incredible luck, in my eyes, they're all mere prey bound by the "script." Every time you interfere with their crucial plot, it triggers the most terrifying "fate backlash," causing their lives to collapse instantly, their cultivation to be completely lost, and them to become dust in the world.

And their collapsed and dissipated majestic destiny will become my food, allowing me to rise quietly!

[Ding! Successfully deprived the Destiny Child of the "Eye of Insight"!]

[Ding! Successfully devoured the Reborn Demon Lord's "Immortal Demon Bone"!]

[Ding! Successfully usurped the "Shennong Ding Soul" of the Dan Dao Emperor! ]

The Heavenly Dao sees me as an "anomaly" that must be wiped out, and sends out "fate fixers" to hunt me down endlessly, manipulate the fate of mortals, and weave "accidents" to encircle and suppress me.

But they don’t understand that when the prey begins to resist the hunter, the greatest feast in the world has just begun!

I will devour all destinies, usurp the supreme heavenly way, and let the heavens bear witness - the script you wrote is nothing but my hunting menu, and the world you control will eventually welcome its true master!

A virtual underground game that has no protection. Lurking with players who seek power, fortune and survival. Kieran chose to enter this VRMMORPG game without hesitation because he knows this is his only way out from death. Can he escape death in real life or dying via the game?

Zhou You originally thought his life would be utterly ordinary.

An ordinary birth, an ordinary upbringing, ordinary studies… and then an utterly ordinary death from a terminal illness.

Until he came across an equally plain-looking black book.

From then on, “ordinary” stepped into the realm of the “extraordinary.”

The inescapable Building No. 4, the eerie old street, the Flesh Abomination singing the Ascension Opera, indescribable resurrected beings…

Each script is a profound nightmare, yet every nightmare is also a chance at survival…

The candlelight flares, illuminating a tiny temple. The grotesque descends, and the curtain of the story rises once more.

—So then, welcome to the Grotesque Game!

When you're a "Nightmare Creature, Shadow Creature, Dread Lord, Half-Infernal Creature, and Multi-Headed Creature," it's hard to be a good person. When you're also a red dragon, you can only be an evil dragon. ... Having crossed over to a red dragon, Iorius, able to stack templates with reputation, has since become a ruthless cheater, losing all sense of morality. ... He thoroughly read the "Legendary Level Manual," understanding the basic components and principles of legendary spells, and can reverse engineer them to apply them to conventional magic systems. Mages leverage power with knowledge, ✘ mages leverage power with formulas, ✔... He has a template editing panel, allowing him to add templates with reputation. White templates: Nightmare Creature, Shadow Creature, Dread Lord, Gigantamax, Mutant Creature! Green templates: Ruthless Stalker, Fey Creature, Half-Infernal Creature! Blue templates: Chosen One, Divine Aspect! Purple...

【Invincible + Funny + Daily + No Sword】

China can no longer accommodate him, so he is thrown abroad. The protagonist does nothing, charges for toilets in the school, sells the school online, steals classmates' red bellybands, cheats black market swindlers, robs the black market, carries a sack to catch strange beasts, sells the superior's car, and then goes abroad to cause trouble.

What? You have SSS-level superpowers? Sorry, all my superpowers are above SSS, and I can improve my superpowers to above SSS.

"This city is fueled by people's broken spirits, shattered dreams, and the blood and sweat of the people... I don't want to be a cog, and I don't believe roses can bloom on circuit boards."

Damn, who would like such a world?

The crosshairs can't appear in the mind, and the prosthesis can't be installed at will.

But fortunately, there are still gold fingers...

I don't want to be a legend, nor do I plan to do something big. Roll just wants to guard his own little piece of land and live a good life, but why the hell are you forcing me?

So now--

"It's time to show everyone who is the real legend!"

"Adam's Hammer? What a powerful prosthesis, but luckily my body is not bad! Come and touch it! I'll let you know what a yellow-skinned athlete is!"

"Let's choose the color of the nuclear bomb to blow up the Arasaka Tower. Oh, how about pink?"

Hein traveled to another world and became a member of the Holy Light Church. The Holy Kingdom led by the Holy Light Church is the most powerful force on this continent. But Hein was not happy. Because his profession was a necromancer who was hunted by the Holy Light Church. Fortunately, he was just a small servant who was ignored by the Holy Light Church and no one cared about him. Hein decided to keep a low profile and live in seclusion forever. The fighting outside the Holy Light Church caused mountains to collapse and floods to rage. What does it have to do with a small character like me? However, as he was living in seclusion, he found that he had become the brightest new star of the Holy Light Church and the last hope of mankind? (I have been a necromancer, this is not a random post)

Tags: Horror Aesthetics, Anti Hero (Loyal to his bottom line), Urban Supernatural, Strong from the Start

Dismemberment by a haunted doll with a chainsaw.

A red-clothed ghost taking lives at the airport.

A ten-mile street crawling with spirits.

The dead rising inside a crematorium.

Corpses running amok in an abandoned hospital...

These aren’t my experiences — they’re the stories I’ve written.

My name is Yang Ning, heir to the Spirit Gate and a professional Spirit Descender. I deal in spirit-linked dolls — the kind that can actually manifest ghosts.

Now, wrapped in malevolent spirits and followed by over a hundred red-clothed ghosts, I’ve returned from Hell to the world of the living...

To bring this world a grand and terrifying feast.

[Infinite Horror • No Heroine • Survival • Cold-Blooded Male Lead]

When humanity is suddenly thrown into a brutal survival game, Cheng Xu discovers something terrifying—

his name is listed among the game’s administrators.

By day, survivors scavenge for supplies, upgrade their shelters, and fight to grow stronger.

By night, nightmares descend: ghosts roam, disasters strike, and only fortified shelters offer a slim chance at life.

Competition is fierce. Corpses pile high. The throne is built from the bones of the fallen.

Trapped in this endless cycle of survival and slaughter, Cheng Xu evolves—

into an artist of carnage, painting with blood, composing poems in the language of death.

“Death... is the final reward for all survivors.”

[Thriller Dungeon + Profession System + Overachieving NPCs + Live Streaming + Daily Life Flow] Jiang Ye’s daily routine revolves around work, study, and more work. One day, during class, he’s pulled into a thrilling game world and awakens a unique talent for mastering all professions. However, his professional skills seem a bit… peculiar. Starting with the profession "Small-Town Problem Solver," he gains the ability to make choices for ghosts. [A tricky situation appears before you, make a choice!] (Sadako lunges at you, she—) [A. Wants to tear apart the unfaithful dog of a man in front of her.] [B. Ties him up and whips him relentlessly until death.] [C. Suddenly feels inspired and decides to…] Jiang Ye picks C. From that day on, the entire thriller world’s vibe takes a bizarre turn. Chef, teacher, barber, doctor—each profession comes with its own unique skills. The teacher’s assigned homework must be completed, and places cleaned by the janitor stay spotless automatically. Jiang “Workaholic” Ye: “Honestly, I didn’t start this trend of overachieving in the thriller world!” …Much later, after climbing the ranks and becoming a high-level figure in the thriller world, Jiang Ye points at the ghost NPCs and lectures, “Let’s be real, as professional employees, can’t you act a bit more professional?” Ghost NPC A: “Who gets it? I just want to slack off and coast through my days! Who the heck brought this workaholic king in here?!” Ghost NPC B: “Run! That overachiever is back to revolutionize the industry again!” [How I turned the thriller world into a daily professional life and made the ghost NPCs work harder than ever.]