God Emperor - Chapter 1365 - Hottest Fire and Coldest Water

# FOLLOWERS Her mother was a top actress while her father was a famous director. After Ning Youguang played a cameo role in her father’s movie at the age of seven, the entire entertainment industry waited for her to grow up. Her debut could possibly be the most awaited highlight within the industry. This was in part, thanks to the reality show, The Prosperous Beauty, which was one of the highest-grossing TV shows at that time. It helped to garner millions of fans on Ning Youguang's anonymous blog. Yet, Ning Youguang didn’t want to be a star or appear in the limelight. She only wanted to make an honest living as a doctor and accumulate merits in her life, so that she would not have to suffer an early death once again. Wouldn't it be much better if she could enjoy a regular and disciplined lifestyle where she could spend time planting flowers, raising cats, and living to a ripe old age? She never had a chance to do any of that in her previous life! But Youguang never imagined that she would meet Shi Wangyue. He was one of her patients in her previous life, who had not been cured of his ailments due to her premature death. When her mother brought Shi Wangyue, who was also her half-brother, on a reality show, he appeared distracted. Host to him, “Are you speechless because you are awe-struck by all these beautiful ladies?” Her younger brother looked at the female stars who were dubbed as ‘Prosperous Beauties’ on the show, and said with disapproval, “They’re okay. They only possess one percent of my sister’s beauty.” Everyone was shocked, and this created an uproar in the entertainment circle. It also became the #1 trending topic on Weibo’s hot search. Her mother couldn't agree more with her younger brother’s words, “My daughter is absolutely amazing.” One day, a photo of Ning Youguang was accidentally leaked to the public. Haters of Shi Wangyue proclaimed, “Bro, we’ll never laugh at you again. Is this a beauty that humankind deserves to have among us?”

“You’re a monster…” she whispered, staring at the fading radiant barrier breaking apart in the sky.“Probably,” I agreed.“Do you know what you’ve done?!”Her voice suddenly broke apart.“Billions will die!” she screamed.“Billions of people will suffer because you removed the restriction that kept Chaos away!”“I know,” I said flatly.She stared at me in disbelief.“And you feel nothing?”I thought about it for a moment.Then I shrugged.“I wouldn’t say I feel nothing.”Her eyes widened.“Then what do you feel?”I looked up at the sky.The authority of the gods was collapsing.“Satisfaction!”“Whaattt!”A smile slowly spread across my face seeing her reaction.“I fucking love it,” I said softly.“Watching you lofty gods get your asses cooked for treating us mortals as idiots.”………………..Haa…Life.Isn't it strange?It is always full of surprises, and always bringing unexpected events at the most unexpected times.The gifts life gave me were enough to make me cry, yet I never truly knew whether those tears were from happiness or sadness. Maybe they were both or maybe neither.Reincarnation.Isekai.Yes, I became one of those so-called heavenly blessed ones.I am Noel De Nova.Son of the Grand Duke and one of the strongest persons in the world.So I should have been living a very good and happy life, right?However...Mysticless.Manaless.Talentless.And useless...That's what I am.Still, I believed that everything would change when I would awaken my cheat and slap every one face but days of waiting turned fruitless, making me a joke to the whole world.Black sheep of Nova... That's why I was called.And if this wasn't enough, 18 years after coming to this world I found that the reason behind all this is because I was designed like that.Yes, designed...A cannon fodder character who is designed to suffer by the developer, and on top of that there are many reincarnated individuals and…All of them were born with golden fingers except me.Damn you all…There were billions of people yet I am only designed as useless to suffer.You all can go to hell.And the script..“Fuck you and your damned script.”And as for the person who is responsible for all this shit….It doesn't matter if you are a god or some world-shattering disaster-level being,just don't let me find you, or else I am gonna enjoy shattering you piece by piece.And I swear it.

magic, dangerous creatures, and powerful magical women. With the Warlock’s Contract System now awakened, Damian can form pacts with supernatural allies and women, with every new bond granting him abilities that drive his magic and power to insane levels.But with power comes a whole mess of complications. Damian’s new world is a deadly maze of supernatural politics, hidden agendas, and ruthless enemies who’d want to steal his Mana Core. Damian has to figure out who to trust, how to survive, and what the System’s secrets.Later, Damian finds that his System might be the key to an ancient artifact, a long-forgotten power, and strangest of all… the lost fragments of his own memory.The question is, can he survive long enough to unlock it all?Important Note: No NTR, No yuri, No rapeTags: Mature Content , R18, Gore, Weak to Strong, Character Development, Reincarnation, Monster Girls , Witch , Magic , Demons , Dragons, Elves, Vampire, Fae, Beasts , Action , Mystery , Harem , System , Servants , Fast Learner.

He wasn’t some chosen hero.Not the golden boy in prophecy.He was just Kieran Marcoth—a boy born on the wrong side of fate,A mistake, a misfit.Not blessed by heaven.Too stubborn for hell.And now…Thrown onto a battlefield meant for gods.The world had already been broken long before he came into it.People sinned, as they always do—And one day, the sky finally answered.The day God turned away,Everything fell.Cities burned.Families vanished.The silence afterward was louder than any explosion.But even in wrath, the Divine left something behind.A final olive branch—if you could call it that.A way to survive what came crawling out of the darkness.Talents.Powers.Strange, unique abilities passed down like gifts from a god who no longer cared.And on the day Kieran stood in line—quiet, hopeful, a little scared—Waiting to receive his talent,He dared to believe his life might finally start to make sense.Instead…He awakened something different.A hidden SSS-ranked talent.The kind with a condition attached.A catch.And just like that, everything went wrong.Laughter.Whispers.Stares like knives.He became a joke.A disappointment.Even the instructors didn’t bother to hide their sneers.Then the bullying started.The beating.The betrayal.And one day, it nearly killed him.He lay there, bleeding.Angry.Humiliated.A part of him still hoping this was some twisted mistake.But it wasn’t.And then—A sound.> [Ding! Conditions have been met][Host has been successfully selected as a God Candidate][Defeat the other candidates! Become the next God of this ruined world]Kieran stared at the message blinking in front of him.He didn’t smile.Didn’t cry.Didn’t feel triumphant.He just felt tired.And then, something in him shifted.One thought, sharp and cold, rose to the surface:“I’m going to fucking kill those bastards.”Not for power.Not for glory.But because he was done being the punchline.That’s how his journey began.Not as a hero.Not yet a monster.Just a boy who had lost too much—And found something worth fighting for in the wreckage.The question now is:Will the world break him again?Or will he become the god who remakes it?