Devil's Chosen

Do you like resources? Do you like lords? Do you like large scale war? Do you like not-too-serious writing where you can dream and relax? Do you like to play games with a 'tiny' cheating start to get the upper hand? Then this novel is for you. MC Jack gets summoned to Prime a week after everyone else by mistake. As compensation he gets a cheat location. A Prime piece of land if you will. Summon troops to claim land? Yes sir! Hop in and enjoy the free chapters! ATTENTION! This is a work in progress. No AI used! Everything comes from yours truly! Author: I write only and sparingly in my free time. - Feel free to comment with suggestions. - No it will not be dropped. It will just take a long time to write it. - Aiming for 500-1000 total chapters. Again, Enjoy the short free ride.

After falling from another world, Kaelira survived. She rose, adapted, and reached the peak of power in a land ruled by creatures of elemental force—Pokémon that could reshape earth, sky, and sea. And when she finally had everything within reach… She walked away. She retreats to the Shattered Frontier, a place abandoned by nations where reality fractures and wild Pokémon turn the land into something unlivable. There, she builds something small. Quiet. A ranch. Over time, others arrive—wanderers, survivors, and exiles from distant lands and rival factions. Some come seeking refuge. Others come to watch her. All of them begin to realize the same unsettling truth: The ranch is not merely safe. It is controlled. Water does not flood. Land does not crumble. Even chaos seems to hesitate at its borders. And at the center of it all stands Kaelira—not as a ruler, nor a guardian—but as something far more dangerous: The one who decides what is allowed. And if that control ever falters— —or expands— it may not just reshape the Frontier… …but determine the fate of every world still connected to it.

Previously, it was called Reincarnated as a Supernatural Horror Entity. Jack, a content creator for mystery, horror, and conspiracy stories, died and was reborn as a formless ghost. He acquired the system-panel like ability to get stronger. He could earn new supernatural traits. And he could even evolve and gain new incarnations. The problem was... he was now in an alternate Earth. The one that was still in the Industrial Revolution Era. The one with cursed steam engines, monster-infested sea exploration, mysterious pirates, supernatural powers, mythical creatures, demonic entities, and completely different geography. Jack had to adapt and survive. Thus, the legends of the Circle of Jacks appeared in that world. Transcendent incarnations of Jack made their impacts in this new world... o Jack Mystery, the mysterious specter, o Judge Jack, the rakshasa of judgement, o Jack Night, the steamrune engineer and treasure hunter, o Racer Jack, the kamaitachi speedster vigilante, and o Jack Lantern, the devil puppet who decided to be a bizarre puppeteer. I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/36721/fictions If you, dear readers, enjoy the story and are willing to support my work, please visit patreon.com/Alkrishna. It should be about 15 chapters ahead there.

Transmigrated as the Saiyan Turles, he was originally destined to be a minor villain. However, everything changed when he awakened the "Attribute Collection System." By scavenging stats and drops from Goku and Vegeta on the battlefield, he rose from the Battle of Earth to dominate parallel universes including GT, Super, and AF. With the integration of multiple systems like "Deep Blue Stat Point Allocation" and "Per-Second Passive Growth," Turles eventually ascends to the rank of Grand Chrono-Official. Now standing far above the Grand Priests and King-tier deities, the so-called "God-Kings" of other planes are nothing but ants to be crushed at his whim.

After her death, Lilith awakens in a world where fourteen billion players struggle for survival, power, and the right to continue existing. Over Ten million of them have become Demon Lords, each building their own race, their own territory, and their own army. Demonic Dragon Knights command vast legions, Vampires rise to build empires, and Lords of Catastrophe leave nothing but ruin in their wake. Yet Lilith enters this world as the Primordial Succubus Monarch - and quickly realizes she cannot walk the same path as the others. Instead of endless armies, she is given only three succubi, each unique in their own way, and the system permanently seals her ability to summon more. In a world where power is measured in numbers, such a gift feels more like a death sentence than a blessing. If she wants to conquer this world, she will have to take armies from other Demon Lords, grow stronger despite her limitations, and prove that a demon of desire is not meant only to seduce - but to fight. And above them all stand the Heroes… beings created for one purpose alone. To hunt and kill Demon Lords like her. And Lilith would soon realize… that neither Heroes nor Demon Lords were the true predators of this world. *** You can support me on Patreon: https://patreon.com/TorqQ

"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.

Hacking was already a bad idea. Stealing the source code of a multibillion-dollar game and hacking it was even worse. Helant just chose to be optimistic. Worst case, he goes to jail. Best case, he gets isekai’d. Turns out, it was the best case. When YGGDRASIL shuts down, Helant doesn’t log out. He crosses into the New World together with Momonga, Nazarick, and every NPC… carrying a fully hacked character build. Maxed races. Broken classes. Faith power that turns belief into raw strength. Let's see how it goes... for others. === 15 Advance chapters: Patreon.com/CorruptElf === This is a translation with some added plot Original: 纳萨力克的圣域神主

I carefully carried the hot coffee in my hands as I walked into his office. Empty. I let out a small breath. "Pheew…" Looks like the CEO isn't here yet. I placed the coffee down and glanced around once before slowly sinking into the chair behind his desk. The chair was… different. Thick leather. Soft, but firm. Expensive. The kind of comfort that didn't ask — it took. For a second… I let myself relax. My thoughts drifted. My mother. It's been a month. No calls. No visits. But she's fine… Kelvin said so. "She's in a coma." My chest tightened. I closed my eyes. Just for a minute. Just one..... A hand gripped my jaw. Firm. Cold. My breath caught as my head was tilted upward, And then I saw him. My heart stopped. He was.. No… that wasn't normal. No man should look like that. Sharp features carved like they were designed, not born. A straight nose, defined jaw, lips that held no softness , only control. And his eyes… Cold. Not empty. Just… calculating. His silver hair caught the light, smooth and clean, like polished steel under moonlight. Not old , no ..it only made him look more dangerous. Too perfect. Too wrong. Too handsome. "Who are you?" he asked. His voice… Low. Smooth. Something that didn't ask twice. A shiver ran down my spine. I blinked, still half lost between sleep and reality. "Look, handsome… it's my dream. You don't really get to question me, okay?" A pause. Then A smile. Cold. Slow. Dangerous. "Your dream huh…?" he repeated. I nodded slightly, still dazed. "Okay." The word came out too easily. Too calmly. His gaze lingered on me like he was studying something. "Seems Erica finally found me exactly what I wanted…" he muttered. My brows pulled slightly. "…a brave, innocent little cat." My heart skipped. "But she didn't have to drug you." Erica…? Cat…? Drug…? This dream is getting confusing... Before I could think. He moved. Fast. Too fast. His hand slid to the back of my neck, pulling me forward... And his lips crashed into mine. My eyes widened. Warm. Firm. Possessive. "Mmm…" The sound slipped out before I could stop it. Why does this feel so real…? Is this how dreams feel? My body reacted before my mind could catch up.pleasure burned through my whole body....dreams does feel Good. My hands moved on thier own, sliding onto his shirt theninto his hair. Soft. Smooth. Too real. I pulled slightly. "This is too—" Pain shot through my lip. "Ouch!" He bit me. I froze. Pain. Real pain. My eyes snapped open fully. This isn't a dream. Oh no. Oh no. I'm in the CEO's office. I pushed against his chest, stumbling back as I shot up from the chair. My face burned. I couldn't even look at him. My head dropped immediately. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. With shaky hands, I pointed to the table. "Y-your coffee… sir." Silence. Heavy. Thick. I could feel his eyes on me. Watching. Measuring. I need to get out. Now. I turned quickly, reaching for the door. "Stop." Does it look like you get to walk in and out here by chioce??? I froze. Slowly… I turned back. "Who are you?" he asked again. This time, colder. Clearer. "My name is Eve, sir… your new personal assistant, sir." A scoff. Sharp. "Assistant?" His footsteps were slow as he moved closer. "Dozing off… in my chair… on your first day?" My throat tightened. "Seems like you'll be dozing off in a lot of places these days…" A pause. Then, lower till he got to my height level "…little cat." My fingers tightened around the door handle. "I..I have to go, sir." Coward. "Call me if you need anything else." I didn't wait. I opened the door and ran like he would chase after me. messing up on the first day of my mission!!! how ironic.

What is science? Science is the methodical pursuit of knowledge through observation, experimentation, and reasoning, bridging the gap between theory and reality, and connecting the present to future aspirations. Science is a process of constantly negating itself, constantly proving itself, and constantly advancing. The Magic Gods in Toaruverse, the Gods and Demons in Little Garden, the Ixseed in No Game No Life, the Heroic Spirits in the Nasuverse... Everything from the past awaits overturning by the future; so-called definitions forever await new truths. This is the story of someone transmigrated to Academy City, becoming a scientist and Level 5 esper, who through endless "calculations" ascends to become the Science God. “When all processes are completed, the predetermined result will naturally arrive."

In the not-so-far future, virtual reality and high scores are the most important things in the world. Those who break the rules are seen as hardcore criminals. Instead of prison, these rulebreakers are sent into eternal gamenation - digitized into a virtual world to slowly become an NPC, and forgotten by society. One man, however, takes a gamble. He risks everything in order to cheat the system and win back all that he's lost. His problem? The game developers are kind of a bunch of weirdos. Their problem? So is he.