Y/N L/N was a B rank hunter, and a B rank hunter he should've stayed. But after making a deal with something not quite human, he's roped into a game of chess stretching far beyond gods, monsters, and any feeble ranking his world could've ever created. The shadows whisper his name in long lost languages. His own skin doesn't fit right. The hunger grows daily. And in another world, a King watches him, waiting for the moment the stars align in the night sky. Top Rankings: #4 in reader - 05/10/25 #4 in solo - 24/08/25 #18 in sololeveling - 15/09/25 #4 in monarch - 15/09/25 # 9 in dungeon - 15/09/25 [Updates biweekly]

In the turn-based game "Savior of the Broken Realms", Cale Henituse is a minor villain with healing powers but refuses to use them. His self-centered behavior led to horrible consequences, and he ended up being beheaded. "Welcome, player Kim Rok Soo! I am system 001 of the Villain Reformation Department, happy to serve you!" But Kim Rok Soo never expected that he'd one day possess Cale's body. Quickly, he realized why this young master refused to heal. It hurt like a bitch! - There was a famous healer in the Roan kingdom, with flaming red hair and robes as white as pearls. According to rumors, he was as pure as an angel, and would willingly sacrifice his health and wellbeing to heal others. The rough commander Choi Han, who was notoriously known to be terrifying and ruthless? Cale healed him! The two-faced crown prince Alberu Crossman? Cale saved him from the brink of death! And even the cold-hearted man from the opposite side of the war, who was their enemy, had his grievous wounds removed by Cale! And what was Cale's response to people asking if he was okay after vomiting a mouthful of blood and sweating as he endured the hurt? "Shut up, I'm not in pain!" ~ ~ ~ Originally posted on ao3! You can find more chapters there :) Trash of the count's family Pairings: Choi Han x Cale Henituse Alberu Crossman x Cale Henituse OG!Cale Henituse x Kim Rok Soo White Star x Cale Henituse Current word count in ao3: 74,962

Cale as a siren because why not? :D ⚠️Warning⚠️ Spoilers. Boy x Boy (BL) Pairing: Choi Han x KRS! Cale Setting: The Thames family was a family of sirens that got hunted down and the last members of the tribe were Jour Thames and her son Cale (Or maybe not? Who knows..) Notes: I might write this story in other lenguages when I finish writing this in English, even though English is not my main lenguage I personally think most people would know English.. -also asking for understanding for future grammatical errors with this note- The original novel, lout of the count's family (백작가의 망나니가 되었다) is written by Yoo Ryeo Han (유려한) #Read It first I made the cover :D PS: The characters might be a little ooc.. (there will probably - 99% chance - be some swear words)

Cale was similar to himself-Kim Rok Soo-in an assortment of things, but his reactions were not of someone who had given in. No, they were of someone clinging to a ledge between giving in and fighting back. The ledge was more dangerous than the ground that built it. Rok Soo could not let this punk who reminded him of himself self-destruct and become trash. He also couldn't just ignore the punk who has dreams of the future. Rok Soo smiles slightly, but Cale thinks it looked quite sad. The older boy removes his hand and extends it, "Punk, you and I seem to be oddities in this world. Let's ensure ourselves peaceful lives," Or alternatively: Kim Rok Soo gets brought into the Roan Kingdom as the youngest adopted child of a noble family in the Henituse Territory. Oh, he's also three years too early.

"Child." "Let's make a deal." The next thing he knew...he shrunk! And wait, I have a baby brother!? This baby brother of mine seems weird (In which Cale did not transmigrate in the body of Kim Rok Soo but only regressed instead. And Rok Soo got reincarnated as his brother.)

Haciendo un voluntario cerca del imperio de Oriente, Winter Bernadi, también conocido como el maestro del gran gremio del conejo blanco, encuentra a una hermosa jovencita de cabellos blancos y su instinto le suplica que la protega. Él, quien nunca tuvo una hermana a la cual cuidar, ahora la tenía. Su dulce hermana menor, Rashta Bernadi, futura duquesa Eckhart, la pequeña marquesa Bernadi.

Marianne Van Omerta lo perdió todo el día de su sexto cumpleaños. Su madre, Rudbeckia, murió envenenada y su padre, el duque Izek Van Omerta, se distanció de ella, dejándola al cuidado de una nana. Durante años, vivió en la sombra de la indiferencia, viendo cómo su padre reconstruía su vida con Freya, la mujer que jamás pudo aceptar como madrastra. Pero cuando su hermano menor cumple ocho años, la verdad sale a la luz: Freya fue quien envenenó a su madre. Con el peso de esta revelación sobre sus hombros, Marianne ya no es la niña débil y olvidada. Ahora, su único propósito es la venganza. Marianne se enfrentará a su propio destino. Porque esta vez, no permitirá que la historia se repita OC X CANON FANFIC OF HTGMHOMS. me inspire apra crearr este fic

Just your norm ORV x TCF story. ~~~ W-What!? Didn't we pass the test!? That damn Sealed God! Damn God of Death! Fuck the gods! Cale and a few individuals were sent to another world as Sealed god's final attack due to unwillingness. ~~~ What if instead of the final attack from the novel, Sealed God sent Cale Henituse and random people to another world? . . Cross-posted on AO3 under the ACC named, [EveryoneIsAmon]~

"𝗔𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗼 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮 𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗮 , 𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗼 𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗼𝘆 𝗹𝗲𝗷𝗼𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗹 𝗽𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗿𝗼" °°° "¿𝗤𝘂é 𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗼𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗴𝗼 𝗲𝗻 𝗹𝗮 𝗧𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰𝗮?" °°° "𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗲 , 𝗼 𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗴𝗮𝘀 𝘁ú 𝗼 𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗴𝗼 𝘆𝗼" °°° "𝗦𝗶 , 𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘀 ¿𝗮𝗹𝗴𝘂𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗺𝗮?" Veamos que cosas ocurren en la aventura de la princesa de cabellos dorados y la basura de los Henituse , dos personas tan iguales como desiguales ℭ𝔞𝔩𝔢 𝐱 ᴏᴄ ᴛ𝔯𝔞𝔰𝔥 𝔬𝔣 ᴄ𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱 ꜰ𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔂 𝔏𝔞 𝔅𝔞𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔞 𝔡𝔢 𝔩𝔞 𝔉𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔞 𝔡𝔢𝔩 ℭ𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔢

"Déjame... joder", el adolescente desconocido que usa una mezcla de su rostro y el de la Estrella Blanca debajo de él resopla, tratando de evitar la daga en su cuello. "Déjame ir. Mis hyungs-" "Apenas me importa una mierda", murmura Cale. "Según el personal, somos gemelos. Lo cual es divertido, porque antes de que esa maldita entidad me arrastrara por el barro del tiempo hacia atrás, no tenía un gemelo". Con permiso de autor