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Transmigrated into Fractured Dawn as the Awakened Cinder

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He was just playing a game. That’s the last thing he remembers before everything changed. One moment, he’s in front of his screen; the next, he’s standing in the ruins of Limgrave, weak and hunted by monsters. This isn’t a game anymore, this is his reality. With no Flame Keeper, no Emberlight, and no guide, he’s stuck in a broken world where death is permanent and every time he dies, he loses a piece of himself. As he battles through a land filled with danger and darkness, he discovers strange new powers, born from the ashes of the dead. But each use of this power pulls him further from his humanity. Veyla, a former Knight of Grace, warns him he should not exist in this reality but she’s not the only threat. The world is torn between forces of Grace, Rot, and madness, and he’s caught in the middle. Now, he must play the game of survival, embracing the role fate has given him if he wants to stay alive. But the longer he plays, the harder it becomes to tell where the game ends and reality begins. From the void of nothingness, he makes his choice. "I am Riven Ashur. Bound to nothing. Born to no Grace" “I am the Cinder who should not be. I will be the Lord they cannot name.”
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My Harem Will Help Me Get My Revenge

[Warning: Mature Content 18+, Harem, System, No NTR!] He was only ten years old when his world turned to ash. Hidden behind a door, shivering with helplessness and fear, the boy peered through the keyhole and watched his parents die. He never knew who killed them. He never even saw the faces of those who took everything from him. The terror was too much for a ten-year old boy. His mind shattered, erasing that night from his memory. And then everything was blank, darkness in front of his eyes as he lost consciousness. When his eyes opened again, a man stood before him, a stranger with a gentle smile and eyes filled with something strange… pity? Or something else? "What happened here boy?” “Happened where?” “You don’t remember, do you?" "Remember what…? Where is father? My Mother?” "I guess this is for the best.” “Good boy. Your father was my dearest friend… and now, you are my responsibility. From now on, you will be my son." "You have no one left, boy… but I can make sure no one ever takes anything from you again." The man said gently. And then that man forged him into something inhuman. A weapon honed to perfection, a shadow lurking in the underworld. The mere whisper of his name - Draugr, A ghost that never truly dies, sent grown men into cold sweats, their legs trembling beneath them. The boy soon outgrew his master and carved his own legend in blood. But all this while he never stopped searching—for the ones who killed his parents, for the truth, for revenge. And finally, after fifteen years of silence, he was close. The last clue he needed was just within his grasp. It was so close, yet just an inch out of his grasp. He was ambushed, a trap he never saw coming. Wounded, bleeding out, fighting for his life against an army of men and women eyeing to claim his life, he should have died. But fate had something else stored for him. Barely holding onto life, he stumbled into a girl—fragile-looking, yet completely unafraid of the monster before her. She didn’t run. She didn’t scream. Instead, she smiled. She saved him. Took him to a hospital. And as he lay unconscious, she made her plans. But when he woke up… He had lost everything, He remembered nothing. Not just the truth of his parents' murder. Not just the years of searching. Not just the enemies and allies he'd made along the way. Not even his own name. Twenty-five years of his life—wiped clean. Now, in a world that fears his very name, with ghosts of a past he can no longer remember hunting him in the shadows—he must decide: Is he still the Draugr they all fear? Or is he just a man searching for the pieces of himself? And who is the girl who stole his fate and bound it to hers? ******
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