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Feared on Earth, Tarkan was a ruthless mafia boss, drenched in blood, with a trail of corpses in his wake.

Transmigrated by an encounter beyond his comprehension.

Now, he's been reborn into a world where bloodlines reign supreme, talent shapes destiny, and genetic evolution decides your worth.

But Tarkan isn’t here to save anyone.

Armed with the Time System, he’ll submerge the world’s rules in corpses,
And build his throne atop there remnants.


Dive into the journey

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Oops, I Accidentally Ascended to Godhood

If only he could take them back to the settlement… he could've been a rich man.

But the thought of going back to the settlement just for money?

Not worth it. He wasn't about to die chasing small gains.

Tarkan closed his eyes and activated the mark on his wrist. A faint glow pulsed from it for a moment, then faded.

He opened his eyes and scanned the area.

The corpses of the Zumbra creatures still lay scattered across the battlefield.

He raised his wrist again, bringing it closer to his face. He wanted to pull up the comprehensive beginner guide, only to realize the bracelet was gone.

It must have fallen off during the fight with the Zumbras.

Faster