TheAdventurer

Calvin Villanueva was once heralded as the savior of the world. His might was unrivaled despite possessing the weakest class in Las Felipinas. But in a cruel twist of fate, his achievements were turned against him and in a span of a single night, he went from experiencing heaven to plunging into the deepest parts of hell.

Captured and imprisoned by the Sucklings, an alien invader who came from a different realm. Calvin became their Scribe, the Keeper of History, and ultimately... He arrived at the peak of the weakest Writer Profession and became the Author of Fate. Unfortunately, it was already too late. The world was now in ruins and Calvin only had a single choice in front of him. 

It was death.

He may have chosen death but he had proven before his death that he was indeed the true savior of humanity.

Manipulating fate, twisting time and space... 

Calvin went back to the past for a second chance to turn things around!

This is a story of someone who was once at the peak, striving to return to the summit while correcting his past mistakes, against all odds, and clashes against unscrupulous gods and the supernatural he shall once again find his own path to the top.

Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Adventure, Action, Evil Gods, Evil Religions, Goddesses, Hidden Abilities, Industrialization, Mature Protagonist, Manipulative Characters, Mystery Solving, Mythology, Nobles, Time Travel

Disclaimer: 

Reviews comparing the novel to scog will be deleted. Don't be so braindead to think that just because the mc has similar circumstances to the mc of that novel the novel is now a copycat of that awesome novel.

By that logic, all isekai is a copy of the Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's court and all FPS games are a copy of Halo.

Read on and if you hate the similarity then, move on.

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Records of the Weakest Emperor

"Uncle... What are you..." Cecilia held her burning cheeks. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at the Landlord whom she thought to be a good man. Why did her Uncle Landlord slap her across the face? Why were they destroying everything inside the house?

The wooden table, the chairs, the paper that daddy bought for me, and the quill...

Cecilia started crying out loud. Her cries were filled with anguish. She started crawling towards the direction of the landlord and his lackeys, hoping to stop what they were doing before it was already too late.

"Why are there pieces of paper here? As we thought, that bitch indeed struck it rich! To think that she would be able to afford ink and paper! That bitch must be hiding her money somewhere in this house. Find it!"

"Boss, what are we going to do with these pieces of paper?"

The Harsh Ashmelion