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Nate should have known better than to pick up his roommate Jared’s latest obsession. Jared had been raving about a fantasy novel, claiming it was “the best story ever.” Nate, ever the skeptic, decided to borrow it—to prove how incredibly cliché it was. Flipping through the first chapters, Nate saw it all: melodramatic monologues, tragic backstories crammed into paragraphs, endless speeches about justice. He couldn’t help himself and muttered to himself: “As expected” Unfortunately, the author he offended wasn’t just a writer. He was Eltharion, the Supreme Primordial—the being who wrote the novel and the world it takes place in. Next thing Nate knows, he wakes up in a different body. Not a hero. Not a rival. Not even a proper villain. He becomes Othriel Veyndral, a pretentious young noble who appears briefly in the prologue just to die. A forgotten extra, one with an unfortunate backstory, a name readers forget immediately. And once Nate recognizes where he is, he finally remembers the novel’s absurdly long title: “The Everlasting Hero of Pure Eternal Justice.” Nate mutters: “…What kind of title is that? Did the author swallow a thesaurus?” Right on cue, a laid-back system materializes and declares: ❝Your mission: make the story more interesting.❞ Consequence for failure? Nothing, serious. At least, for him. He’d simply “lose the chance to inherit the mantle of the Supreme Primordial.” As if Nate asked for that kind of cosmic responsibility. So Nate decides on the simplest path: survive, relax, upgrade his lifestyle using his noble status, and maybe destroy the hero’s harem. But then the system updates. A new message appears: Eltharion had already chosen him as his successor— not out of necessity, not out of destiny, but because it made Nate’s transmigration far more entertaining. A cosmic joke. A divine prank. A bored god’s personal reality show. Now the world’s script warps around Nate. Characters gravitate toward him instead of the protagonist. Events that never existed begin unfolding. He wanted peace. Fate wants drama. And the universe keeps asking the question he’s trying to avoid: Will he stay a nameless extra doomed to die in the margins… or act upon the title he never asked for— the chosen successor of the Supreme Primordial— and shake the world to its core? Thus begins the tale of Othriel Veyndral— a forgotten extra, a reader who mocked the wrong prologue, and the successor whose choice may ignite a new era. Author’s Note: This is my first book, so it might lack some things here and there—but I hope you’ll enjoy the story as it grows. Thank you for giving it a chance!

In the holy empire of Elyndor, touching the Abyss is the greatest sin. Those who survive its kiss gain power that rivals the gods—while a creeping curse devours their humanity. Shade Voss was born a noble, trained as an assassin, and condemned as a traitor. On the day his executioner raises the axe, a Rift tears open above the plaza and floods him with pure Abyssal power. Shadows rise at his command, ravenous and alive. In a single heartbeat he slaughters hundreds and awakens as the first of a new breed: a Devourer. Fleeing the capital,shade accidentally unleashes two legendary monsters the Church kept chained for centuries: Veyra Thornblade — the Crimson Berserker, a walking catastrophe wrapped in living thorns and unbreakable chains, addicted to battle and bloodshed. Seraphine Nocturne — the Calamity Witch, an ethereal sorceress who can erase existence with a whisper, burdened with memories older than the empire and a seal that—if broken—will end the world. Branded the “Three Harbingers” of an ancient prophecy, the trio becomes the most wanted beings in Elyndor. Inquisitors, nobles, and fellow Abyss-touched all hunt them—some for justice, others for the power inside their veins. To survive, shade and his cursed companions must feed the Hunger growing within—devouring Rifts, monsters, and, if they lose control, each other. But the Abyss is no gift. It is a predator. And it has chosen these three broken souls as its perfect vessels. Seal the Abyss and lose everything. Devour it—and become the new gods of a dying world. In a land where power corrupts and trust is suicide, three monsters will carve a path of blood toward salvation… or utter damnation. Abyssal Chains: Devourers of the Void Power has a price. Hunger always collects.

They said this school would save him. They lied. D never wanted to be at Blackthorn Academy, a hidden island where people with extraordinary powers called The Gilded are forced into a brutal school hierarchy of villains. Kidnapped in the dead of night and thrust into this unforgiving world. Where he must learn how to survive and decide what kind of person he’s willing to become. Villain or Hero

After the death of his godfather, Sirius Black, Hadrian returns to the Dursleys' house carrying scars that no one can see. The loss has torn him apart from within, and now he lives with the weight of grief, guilt, and fear. His mind is a silent battlefield where memories and shadows intertwine. It is on this fragile ground that something begins to awaken. A presence. A voice. Something that has always been there, dormant in the depths of his being, waiting for the right moment to emerge. Is it a forgotten part of himself? Or an intruder that, after years of silence, has finally found a way to speak? Whatever it is, it can no longer be contained. Meanwhile, Lord Mortavius, the most feared of wizards, discovers the true content of the Chosen One's Prophecy. The meaning of each word sparks in him a methodical fury and a deadly obsession. And so, an unrelenting hunt begins with a single purpose: to see Harry Potter's head on a silver platter. But destiny has more to offer than the mere clash between hero and villain. Behind the scenes of the war, a cult of fanatics begins to move. A dark group, with ancient rituals and distorted beliefs, that sees in Harry something beyond a boy cursed by a scar. Something they desire or fear. OFFICIAL STATEMENT For the safety and well-being of readers, it is hereby informed that the title of this work, as well as the names of certain main characters, have been deliberately omitted or altered. This decision was made to limit any potential influence or magical resonance that such identities might exert over those who come into contact with the content described herein. This measure has been reviewed and approved by the International Ministry of Magic, under the authority of His Excellency Dom Dorian Valesth, President of the Committee of Chancellors.

In the far Future, Humans live along side Humarites, a new race of beings that came to being when the earth was with cosmic waves. These Humarites are born with special abilities called Nulls which can make them do anything from flying to changing the laws of nature. This may make them seem like the top dogs in this world but it's far from the truth, Humans are the leaders, they rule through hate, discrimination, seeing Humarites as less than people, animals... monsters. In the never ending war and conflict between Humans and Humarites, World governments, Heros, Villains and those who call themselves vigilante....stands one who belongs to no side at all, one who hates the two races...a Humarite himself who lives for chaos and to show the world that the mask everyone wears to hide from the truth and- "Hey, there...guess we haven't met before. I'm sure you must have seen me somewhere, you know, climbing on rooftops, dodging bullets, causing mayhem and a bunch of other stuff - just some night-time things. Well, today is your lucky day. Tonight, I'm gonna terrorise the hell out of this city. Wish me luck ! " This, my readers, is a story about a man(Me) ostracized by genetics, rejected by fate, and betrayed by the closest to him. Don't let him get you down, 'cause you are yet to see the reality of his dark world, a world shaped by Hierarchy, power and greed, a world that always lies. A world with both useless races...my sweet sweet world, hope you enjoy as you take a look at this story through my eyes. Oh, Call me Dawn

They say monster are mindless, who only kill and devour, who are needed to put down like animals. But not all are like this In a world we’re heroes and villains fight each other like little kids in a playground. Raguel, rejected by both sides of the coin he’s realize that heroes and villains is jut a game of pretend, there is no one who is a true hero anymore. But there was only one who was able to achieve that title but that is not enough Trough out his life he’s seen the good and the worst of those sides were both kill each each other because of their difference’s but they all have one thing in common……”selfishness”. We’re all the people who has power’s only care for if they are stronger than the other. But now thanks to those sides that show him their true colors. He has come to realize that the “that the world doesn’t need a Hero or a Villain. The world needs a MONSTER. Good? Evil? No none of that”. he will unite these two sides trough real fear eliminating those who see for their own benefit and their own egotistical ideas. It doesn’t matter if they are a HERO or a VILLAIN They will know true fear that will make them run For their lives and make them work together Or they will perish {I do not own the image in the cover. All images are use with respect an to make any references.} {Please forgive my grammatical errors. Sometimes is hard since i speak a second language.}

Everyone calls Code Weber the weakest sorcerer alive—a 9th-tier trash who can't protect himself. He's broke, greedy, and would go as far as selling his kidney for a 4% cut on a demon hunt. Until he finds out... He's a Zero. An human possessed by a demon. And the only way he gets stronger is by defeating demons and stealing their powers. Now, with a 1st-tier mentor, crazy guild members, and a voice whispering within him, Code has new goals: Get rich. Get strong. And if the world drowns into oblivion along the way? Well, 4% of the ashes is still profit. Follow the story of a no-hero, zero-morals, bloody climb to the top, where the weakest sorcerer becomes the strongest monster.

Mark is a genius military weapon designer who was kidnapped by a mafia gang after refusing to work for them. They forced him to design unique weapons for five years, until one day he successfully escaped only to get shot by his trusted comrades. *Ding! You awakened a weapon system. When he opened his eyes, he was in a different body and in a different world. "You want to kill a wild boar without being detected? Forget about bow and arrow. Here, I present you this sniper rifle." "You want to kill a horde of goblins from the sky? Forget about those flying carpets and brooms. Here, I present you the fighter jet." "You want to kill a dragon? Forget about taking the help of the S-class adventure team. Here, I present you a nuclear bomb." Join Mark Spencer/ Lu Zhen as he brings the whole world to its knees with the help of his weapon system. *** Note: Author isn't born in an English-speaking nation and has no editor either. So, please be understanding if there are any grammatical errors. ************** Author's current works: War Online, My Soul Card is a Reaper Author's other notable works: The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga ************** You can also support the Author through Patreon or buy coffee on Ko-fi.com https://www.patreon.com/snowstar https://ko-fi.com/snowstar5061

Lin Yu transmigrated into the Douluo Continent, and at first, he could only sigh in frustration for not having a golden cheat. But unexpectedly, his cheat finally appeared—dragging everyone in the Douluo Continent into its grasp! On that day, every single person was pulled into a livestream Q&A room with rewards. From then on, they were forced to watch the stream regularly and answer questions. 【Ah Yin】: What? My son is already dead? And now another soul is occupying his body? 【Bibi Dong】: Yu Xiaogang, I never thought you approached me with ulterior motives… You disgusting, hypocritical man! 【Qian Renxue】: Don’t you dare broadcast anything about me! 【Deep Sea Demon Whale King】: Hah! The Sea God is nothing but an ungrateful fool who loves labeling others. 【Meng Shu】: Lin Yu, as long as you give me the Dragon Essence, I’ll marry my granddaughter to you! 【Yu Yuanzhen】: Don’t fight me for it! Give me the Dragon Essence, and I’ll have my second son marry Erlong to you! …… Watching everyone in the livestream room going crazy, bribing and scheming for rewards, Lin Yu sneered with disdain. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

Percival was once a hero, the Summoned Hero in the fantasy game world of Evernia, brought to save them from the wrath of the Demon Lord. After he did, he was repaid with treachery; with murder. But his story didn't end there. Percival regressed to the very moment he was summoned, retaining his max-level Swordsman Class while awakening a new, darker one: Necromancer. As the only dual-class Awakener, Percival summons Skeleton and Soul Soldiers, training them with his Swordsman expertise to become the fiercest warriors in all three kingdoms. This time, Percival refuses to be the Hero, even when the Kings offer him wealth and an army of Awakeners to aid him. Why borrow an army when he could just summon his own? Extra tags: #ARPG #Revenge #Noharem #Supernatural #SelfIsolation #OverpoweredSummons

If one looked into a mirror, they'd find their reflection staring right back at them. But that wasn't the case for Damon. He woke up one night, only to find another face staring back at him. But that wasn't the worst case. The worst case was finding out you got transmigrated in a trashy third rate novel. Oh, and not to mention, the even trashier body he got transmigrated into. And a reminder, the world was doomed for destruction come a few years. What could possibly go wrong? Right?! ====== "It's like I was the one actually living it. I felt like I was Damon myself." "But that's not possible." "I am not Damon, I am...." "Wait... who am I?" –Damon.

Arthur was a young music major who spent all his time with the woman he had fellen in love with. One day, after a strange phenomenon occurred and resulted in a death of a well known billionaire. He obtained the Scarlet Canvas. Not knowing the painting he found, will send him to the depths of hell.

Queen Medusa: "Who are you?" Wu Tian: "My name is Wu Tian. I am the guardian spirit of the Serpent Clan's queens, generation after generation!" Queen Medusa: "Then how did you get in here?" Wu Tian: "Whoosh! Just like a skyrocketing firecracker, and here I am!" Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

Quests for vengeance are never as simple as they seem, but when the target of your quest is an immortal being with seemingly unlimited power that's a given. Hei expected things to be borderline impossible and dying before he made any real progress didn't really surprise him, but he wasn't expecting his afterlife to include his father's killer offering him a job.

Short story about Alexei Nikolaevich Romanov SI Alternate history - Alexei Nikolaevich Romanov was born as the first child of the Tsar. This story won't go into details about history. This is just about a short life story of him. This is a dark tone story. You have been warned. There will be grammatical errors so set your expectations low. Disclaimer: All historical figures, countries, locations, and events portrayed in this work are products of fiction and are not intended to mirror real-world counterparts. Any viewpoints or statements expressed by the narrator or characters are purely fictional and should not be interpreted as the author’s own.

Synopsis [An evildoer of unknown origin is recklessly challenging justice!] [A naturally evil brat is secretly growing in power!] [The last survivor of the Lunarians has been revived from the ashes!] [The great Archangel will reign over the entire sea!] [The Red Line will soon welcome back its true master!] ... In the Great Pirate Era, the seas are turbulent, and heroes contend for supremacy. A young boy, Louis, sets sail from the Sky Island of Baal to launch a vengeful counter-attack against the World Government. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Make the Lunarians great again!! [TL;DR: Reborn into the world + Lunarian Race + Natural-born Monster + Paramecia-type Life Fruit.]

In this world, laws are nothing but chains for the weak. The rich buy innocence. The powerful twist the truth. Justice? It was sold long ago to businessmen and politicians. He was no one. Shy, awkward, powerless. The kind of man people ignored. Until one day… a god descended. The forgotten God of Justice chose him as vessel. Chains of light tore through the darkness, dragging the guilty to their knees. And then, in his mind, glowing words appeared— [Justice Avatar System Activated] [Skill Unlocked: Chain of Justice — Binding] Effect: No corrupt soul may escape once bound. From that day on, criminals trembled. The rich cried out. The politicians tried to resist. But when the chains fell, even their power meant nothing. The world called him a monster. The people whispered another name— “The Underworld Judge.” But he only said one thing: “I am the law. I am the verdict. I am justice.”

You ever wake up with that weird gut feeling that something’s about to go horribly wrong? Yeah, me too. Unfortunate me, it wasn't the usual "Forgot to set the alarm" kind of trouble. But before all that, I had to deal with the real apocalypse: morning traffic, overflowing buses, and my boss — the final boss of corporate hell himself. You know? Your usual adult way of life, yay! And what about that seemingly endless mist, that didn't seem to go away? The news said “strange weather phenomena,” but my gut said “we’re all screwed.” Naturally, I did what any rational person would do: took a long bath, played some games, and did some workout swinging my sword in the backyard like a wannabe knight. Because if the world is ending, I might as well look cool doing it. I hope it's just me overthinking things... What? Did you expect ME to play the hero? Not happening! Now, if only the unease would go away... What happened to the animals? No! Bad doggy! Stop it! What even is that shadow?! That thing is definitely not normal! Wait... are you telling me I was secretly the protagonist all along? This might not be that bad after all... -------------------------------------------------- This will be the story of an unusual office worker whose world was devoured by some higher game-like world. The MC will be strong, but I don't want him to be one of those cringe dumbass lone wolfs with 6th grade syndrome. Also, I ain't making him some Saitama look-alike anytime soon if ever at all. There will be romance and will be no-harem (you better support the novel or I'll break your hearts, you are warned!). 4 new chapters every week on Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday on reset time! That's all on my part, give it a go and tell me what you think (Reviews and power stones are always welcome and they give me dopamine, give me enough of them and I might just let a couple chapters of my stash out earlier!).

Matt saved humanity, but humanity betrayed him and murdered him and his wife, which led him to reincarnate in a Vampire World. He quickly realized that he had been reincarnated in a unique body that, among vampires, would make him look like a genius. In addition, he has several powerful abilities that no other vampire has. This time, he will cling to this new life to become as strong as possible to search for his wife in a world of magic and vampires. In addition, he will try to walk the path to become a True Vampire, a Vampire Progenitor! At the same time, his desire for revenge burns within him... **** Discord Link: https://discord.gg/ZbjEHW2UEc

They say this world is ruled by freedom, where anyone can chase their dreams across the endless seas. That's a damn lie. This world is drowning in greed, corruption, and blood. Pirates fly their flags and slaughter whoever gets in their way. The World Government preaches order while crushing anyone who questions them. And the Marines? They talk about justice like it means something, but half of them wouldn't know real justice if it sank their ship. Me? I got thrown into this mess with nothing but a second chance I never asked for. And honestly? I wish I wasn't... This world, is living hell.