Self-growth Movie Collection

What? You say my hidden class is useless?! Hilarious! In the end, everyone is shocked. Is he really that fragile summoner we talked about? Why is his HP bar thicker than the BOSS's?

Specters come to the world. While others fight for specros, Caleb Miller uses his trillions to buy up every Spectral Scenario and rule the Specter Realm.

A walking apocalypse awakens. Caleb Weston commands an endless skeleton army—where his undead legion marches, no soul escapes.

Just as Julian was about to die, he awakened the Background Editing System. If you want a new identity, just edit it. Duke Silas wanted to kill me? I'd edit my identity to be the Crown Prince! The Flora Sect misunderstood me? I'd edit my identity to be their Saintess's crush. No matter how many tricks you have, my new identities could deal with everything. I'm always the winner!

Transported to a cultivation world, Gavin Mercer is scorned by all for his weak talent. But everything changes when Empress Seraphine—peerless in beauty and unmatched in power—takes him as her only disciple. Blessed with her endless resources, Gavin lives a dream life: feasting on ancient dragon flesh, drinking unlimited spirit elixirs, entering forbidden realms, and mastering god-level arts. As he grows stronger, he slowly uncovers his master’s hidden true identity—and the shocking secret behind why she favors him alone.

Centuries after the extinction of human civilization — perhaps even longer — Earth no longer belongs to humankind. The once-thriving cities have crumbled into ruins, skyscrapers swallowed by yellow sand, steel forests reduced to derelict remnants where mechanical life now roosts. Football stadiums, subway tunnels, factories, city squares — the relics of human civilization still lie scattered across the world like the last embers left behind after a great fire, silently bearing witness to an era that no one remembers anymore. The world now belongs to the machines. They think, they communicate, they build organizations. They know friendship, faith, hatred, and dreams. Yet the vast majority of them have no idea what "humans" ever were — let alone why they themselves came into existence. The world has entered a new epoch of mechanical civilization. And this age would later be known as:After the Embers

My Alpha husband just woke from a five-year coma... and I'm pregnant with his brother's baby. He still calls me his mate, still believes I spent five years waiting for him. He doesn't know he rejected me, broke our bond, and lost me forever. Now the only thing more dangerous than my secret marriage is the child growing inside me. What happens when he finally learns whose Luna I really am?

At the engagement banquet, the Dark Lord Darius lifted my veil, his eyes filled with disgust. “The woman I wanted to marry is dead. Yet you are still alive.” He blindfolded me, forbidding me to speak, forbidding me to raise my head. That night, I cried away all the tears of my past life. Reborn, I returned to the day he mistook someone else for the one who had saved him. My sister Elise was pretending to be me, accepting his marriage contract in my place. This time, I knelt before the Duchess first. “Please, Madam, arrange my marriage as soon as possible too.” Later, I married the northern Frost Lord, a man infamous for his cold-blooded cruelty. On the day of my wedding, Darius fought his way to my bridal carriage.

Vivian bled out after giving birth. Trent dragged her out the hospital's back door and dumped her by the trash. She died at dawn—a ghost only her daughter Annie could see. Five years later, Trent claimed Annie as his own—to drain her marrow for his stepson. In the group home, five-year-old Annie ripped free and ran to a man in a wheelchair—Damian Calloway, the Reaper no one dared touch. She clung to his leg and screamed: “Daddy, save me!” Damian lost his legs six years ago. Doctors said he could never father a child. He thought Vivian betrayed him. But when the forged DNA report shattered, when the confession recording played, when Annie hummed her mother's lullaby in a thunderstorm—the man who hadn't walked in six years stood up, inch by inch, for his daughter. Trent rotted in prison. Damian knelt at Vivian's grave, Annie in his arms: “All the love she missed, I'll give her twice over.”

Sloane was a fake mate assigned to heir Royce. For three years, he never marked her, spiked her drinks with suppressants, and humiliated her in public. His brother Kael, whose Thorne blood Sloane recognized at a ceremony, returned and proposed a deal: “Three months, he never pleased you once. I need one night.” One true bite shattered the fake bond. Sloane carried Kael's pup. Royce killed Magnus for the seat, kidnapped seven-months-pregnant Sloane, and confessed to everything—recorded live by the ring she wore. Royce was caged for life. Kael knelt before the pack and asked Sloane to be his Luna.