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(A novel based and set in the Deepwoken world) A calm world. A busy world. A tranquil world. A ruthless world. All of those adjectives can be used to describe the world of deepwoken. An everchanging setting, shifting and flowing with the tides, sinking ever so slightly deeper into the depths… All Quies wanted to do was go fishing, like every other day he’s spent living alone since he fled Etris. An unexpected encounter awakens something that had been planted within him for years. The Song, a vast and powerful force synonymous with fate, is the creator and facilitator of everything in the world. Quies had been gifted a forbidden power by the Song, and is struggling to come to terms with his newfound circumstances. He travels throughout the region with a mentor of sorts who helps guide him along the path to resonance, where one embraces the Song within themselves fully. However, unexpected events make him doubt whether this path was truly what he wanted.

Luca Vale doesn’t get a heroic rebirth. He gets a rotting little house, a broke family the wizarding world pretends doesn’t exist, and a childhood where being quiet isn’t a personality trait—it’s survival. The twist? Luca isn’t really a child. Not on the inside. He’s a reincarnated criminal mastermind, stuck in a four-year-old body with the patience of a predator and the self-control of someone who’s already learned what mistakes cost. He knows this world. Names. Bloodlines. future scandals. The “canon.” Enough to treat fate like a ledger and rewrite it in his favor—slowly, cleanly, without anyone noticing. And it works. At first. Then Luca grows up. The stakes grow with him. The home stops being the whole world and becomes the first cage. School, politics, old families with sharp smiles, and secrets that smell like something buried wrong. Every smart move Luca makes creates ripples. Small changes stack. People react “wrong.” Events shift. The butterfly effect turns from theory into a knife pressed to his throat. His knowledge is still an advantage… until it becomes a map to a future that no longer exists. Because someone else is moving pieces too. And Luca isn’t the only one who knows how to play dirty. Alright. Here’s the deal. Yes, Luca is OP from the start. Not because he’s firing spells like a machine gun—because his brain is a loaded weapon. He’s a grown man with a criminal mindset in a kid’s body, and he treats the wizarding world like a rigged casino he intends to rob. Also: no, he doesn’t stay four years old forever. This isn’t “toddler arc for 300 chapters.” He grows. The story evolves. The games get bigger, meaner, and way harder to control once he’s old enough to be noticed—and once his “I know canon” advantage starts collapsing under the butterfly effect. And before you ask: some important stuff about Luca stays hidden early on. If you came here expecting every card flipped in chapter 1, I’m going to disappoint you on purpose. Suspense is the point. Addiction is the goal. You’re welcome. Drop your theories. Roast me lovingly. And if you like morally gray masterminds doing quiet damage… yeah. You’re stuck with me now. Warnings / What to Expect: - OP MC (strategically). He wins with manipulation, observation, leverage, and patience. - Dark tone: violence, cruelty, consequences. No cozy magic tour. - Slow-burn tension early, then escalation as Luca grows and the board expands. - Butterfly effect is real: canon breaks, plans fail, and “knowledge” turns unreliable. - Minimal romance. No harem. Focus is thriller, secrets, and survival. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters, locations, or original worldbuilding elements. All rights belong to J.K. Rowling and the respective rights holders. This is a non-profit fanfiction written purely for entertainment. Any original characters, plotlines, and additions are my own.

Transmigrated into the depths of Coruscant, a former software engineer finds himself bound to the Void Merchant System—a buggy, interdimensional interface that trades weapons from Halo, Mass Effect, and Warhammer 40K for cold, hard credits. There are no heroics here, only margins; the system punishes generosity with a "Charity Tax" and rewards "Actionable Outcomes"—even if that means selling out a contact for a 1,200-credit profit. In a galaxy consumed by the Clone Wars, Kade Varro chooses the only side that matters: his own bottom line.

Rejected by the world that killed his mother, Sammail embraces death… only to be greeted by a presence older than time itself. Cold. Merciless. Wicked. Not an angel of mercy—but the first to defy God. The fallen one has reached for him, and with that touch, nothing will ever be the same.

Earth — Era 3056. Humanity has conquered the stars. They terraform worlds, bend ecosystems, and turn barren planets into thriving homes. But this progress came with a deadly price. Earth’s nature collapsed, its ecosystems dying one breath at a time… Only saved at the last moment by the desperate intervention of the Martian Government. Now, humanity’s greatest hope lies on Titan, Saturn’s moon. A new world. A new beginning. Except Titan is already dominated by terrifying extraterrestrial lifeforms known as Hollows. To protect humanity’s final chance, warriors called Titan Hunters stand against these alien beasts. And among them walks a boy nobody believed in— Russell Zodiac. A rejected lover. A shattered heart. But a will that refuses to break. Stepping into the merciless warfront of Titan, Russell begins a journey to prove one thing: He is not what the world thinks he is. From a forgotten boy… To humanity’s final hope. To the Hunter who will shake the fate of Titan itself.

Jin-hun a guy seeking thrilling experiences joins the military and gets to experience some action, finds love, makes great friends and has a nice family. But there are some people with bad luck and jin-hun is one of them. https://discord.gg/StfjuMYd

I was trying to finish a school project. You know, cram, survive, maybe pass. Next thing I know, I wake up in a prison cell, mistaken for some maharlika girl named Salimbay, attacked by a furry monkey-girl warrior, and dragged into the middle of a political meltdown straight out of a freaking teleserye!!! Now I'm stuck in a world with talking monsters, moody royalty, ancient magic, and colonial overlords who love torture way too much. I didn't ask to be part of a rebellion. I didn't ask to babysit a runaway princess who curses harder than a sailor.

Elio was an average person. Below average, even. He had no redeeming qualities, living alone in a small apartment in the city. He struggled to find money to survive and live his high school life. He was a loner with no friends, and the reason for that was... He believed that there were monsters who had the appearance of humans living amongst them, and those monsters killed humans and ate them. Unbeknownst to him, on the evening of a full-moon night, his life will change completely, and he will discover something about himself that he never realized before. That secret will make him the target of extremely strong individuals, ones who would do anything to take him. Even if that meant marrying him.

[55000+ words before lock-in] [Eldritch & Cultivation] Radeon. A cosmic emperor had devoured his own universe to cage an unknown blight, and now he had woken in the weak flesh of a nobody scribe. The heavens had gone quiet, the sects had gone rotten, and something beyond the stars was still watching. No system. No mercy. Just schemes, blood, and a ruthless climb beyond the heights he once owned. WHAT TO EXPECT: – Calculating, realistic main character choices. – Cultivation laced with eldritch power. – No game system or status panels. – No tantrum-throwing young masters or childish fickleness. – No selfless heroics. Every move is for profit, survival, or the long road to power. Update Schedule: Guaranteed Two Chapters Daily

In a world filled with monstrous and demonic beasts, Daniel a young knight apprentice, under the fallen Royal house of Bellhem ,opens an ancestral skill book that grants him tremendous power to fight back the beast demonic tides that where over whelming the kingdom of Astrid Eastern kingdom, In the struggle along came love and betrayal.

Well, I’ve really gotten myself into it. I used to be an orderly, and now I’m some kind of undead creature—with a bounty on my head, no less! As if I didn't have enough problems of my own, what is losing control of my body worth? So. The goal: figure out what I’ve become. The mission: survive.

Reincarnation, transmigration, as well as being reborn in another world—these are all fantasies many cling to as an escape from mundane, colourless lives. But. When that fantasy becomes his unwilling reality, he is forced to confront a world he would have much preferred to know only through a screen. In a land where unchecked waves of monsters can level cities, survival demands more than strength alone. He must also remain wary of the monsters within those walls wearing human skin—those who sheath their claws in silk and hide their fangs behind courteous smiles.

Humanity is stranded in an Ocean that seems to have no end, called "Reveris." Reveris is a mostly uncharted, seemingly bottomless expanse where all the eye can see is water. Within its crushing depths, creatures larger than imagination tremble—not from strength, but from what hunts them... And in this boundless sea, where even the most ferocious creatures are constantly in fear of being hunted, one small creature, or rather, one human named Revran, couldn’t care less about humanity’s survival. He only wants to live freely, without any burdens or responsibilities. But everything changes when, in the depths of Reveris, he encounters a creature no bigger than a watermelon! ——— Updates Every Sunday. (Occasionally on Thursday and other Special Days.)

Academy novels. If you take notice, most of them are about nameless characters, professors, and villains. And another aspect is that there is only one academy or that same academy is declared the strongest. However, Aestrea, a successful award-winning actor, actually gets transmigrated into one of those novels. Instead, he finds himself transmigrated into the body of the most powerful student at the Weakest Academy. Just at the time of the academy's competition... –––––––––––– Discord: https://discord.gg/dp865x8BfZ - Tags: Anti-Hero MC | Nonchalant MC | Gore | Virgins | Harem | Yandere | Milf | No-Sex Toys | No-Futanari | No-Yuri | No-Netorare | Kinky Heroines | Obsessed Heroines | Misunderstandings | Smart MC | Bipolar MC | Strength-based Social Hierarchy | Strong Love Interests | Teacher & Student Relationship | Sugar Mommies | Reincarnation | Devoted Love Interests | Cold Love Interest | Spirits | Sword & Magic | Strong Wealthy Characters | Special Abilities | Slice Of Life

"Pain is better than sleep. Sleep is the cousin of death." Erik Soren didn't just die in an avalanche; he was harvested. Dragged from the peaks of the living world, he wakes up in chains on the black waters of Niflheim—a frozen hell where the ocean is filled with teeth and the air is cold enough to snap iron. But This isn't a prison. It's a Trial of Ascension. While others panic, freeze, and beg for mercy, Erik does what he has always done: he calculates. - The Problem: A body temperature dropping toward zero. -The Solution: Tearing the freezing heart out of a siren and eating it raw to steal its warmth. - The Variable: A ruthless System that rewards the strong and culls the weak. To Erik, the other prisoners aren't people; they are assets or liabilities. He will shatter a noble's legs for a pair of warm boots and use a terrified healer as bait to lure out a killer. He is the coldest thing in the ice. [System Initiated. Objective: Survive.]

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.

They killed me with fire when I was a Demon. They silenced me when I was a God of Music. They betrayed me when I was the King of Beasts. For nine lifetimes, I played by the rules of the Heavens. And nine times, the faceless Rulers of the Multiverse—the Arbiters—cut my strings. They thought the Ninth Death was the end. They were wrong." Rudra has returned for his tenth and final life. Born into the prestigious Ye Clan, the world sees him as a disappointing "F-Rank" waste with no future. The Order of Providence—the secret watchdogs of the world—believe the "Anomaly" has been neutralized. They have no idea. Rudra’s "F-Rank" talent is actually the Void, a hunger so deep it cannot be measured. While other cultivators meditate for years to gather a drop of Qi, Rudra grows stronger by Eating. Rusty swords? Crunch. Iron Bones Forged. Deadly poisons? Gulp. Immunity Acquired. Heavenly Tribulation Lightning? Slurp. Soul Refined. Armed with Antakala—a sword forged from the soul of his Dragon Queen wife—and protecting his little sister, the reincarnated Primordial Phoenix, Rudra is done following the Dao. In this life, he will not ascend to the Heavens. He is going to devour them. The Tenth Sovereign has awakened. And he is very, very hungry.

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits - and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks. In the beginning, Quinlan was painfully weak and alone but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him. Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/bjunEkswQ3 Check out my Patreon for thousands of pictures of the girls. Adults only :) Just search for necrobin patreon in google or simply necrobin in the patreon app. ... Read pinned review for more info what you can expect from this novel.

"Magic is not a miracle. It is a language. And you are pronouncing it wrong." I incarnated into this frail human vessel for a simple purpose: Observation. ​It was a miscalculation. ​I woke up in a dystopia where "Mages" have forgotten the true nature of power. They treat the 70 Names of the Creation like blunt instruments. They are stuck in the Circle of Concepts, drawing shapes in the dirt, unaware that the Sphere of Gods even exist. ​Now, I am trapped in a mortal body that burns calories like a furnace every time I speak a Truth. ​The Magic: While they struggle with simple shapes, I calculate with infinite precision. I don't cast spells; I define reality. ​The Progression: The world has lost the path to the Sphere of Gods. I am the only one who remembers the way back up. ​The Burden: I accidentally acquired a traumatized child soldier as my "Luggage." I keep him around solely because he is the only thing that soothes my divine headache. ​Armed with nothing but a cheap suit, a fountain pen, and a perfect understanding of the world, I am going to teach them a lesson. ​"The Universe was built on 70 Names. You only remember 69."