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Several centuries ago, this world underwent a phenomenon that blessed humans with a supernatural power called an Aspect. As time passed, heroes began to arise as their power, achievements and courage for placing their lives on the line to save the innocent inspired many as those with an Aspect dreamed of becoming a symbol of peace for our world. I, Rai Shinsei, was one of them as I would hear many stories of heroes from the townsfolk, although, the source of my inspiration was from my two loving parents, who were idolized by the townsfolk as their strength and kindness left me captivated, but despite my dreams, fate had a different future in store for me as tragedy soon occurred, changing my life forever. On my sixth birthday, I witnessed a catastrophe. My once tranquil hometown, which housed kind hearted souls was ravaged by none other than a hero, whose destruction knew no bounds as any structure within his sight was obliterated while every being within my hometown was mercilessly slaughtered. The screams and cries of those I once knew left me in a trepidatious state, but my nightmare was far from over as the remaining survivors was none other than my parents, who were forced to say their goodbyes as the hero killed them right before my eyes, sparing only me and on that day, I was never interested in becoming a hero anymore. Selling my soul to vengeance, I made a vow. To destroy the Hero Association. Although, everything changed once I was forced to enroll into a place I would have never imagined. A Hero Academy.

In a distant past, the seven Ancestral Beasts clashed, and the blood they spilled rained onto the entire plane, infecting humans and animals alike, making them part of their powerful bloodlines. As a small village’s hunter, Liam was unaware of the consequences of that legendary battle. His sole goal was to become a cultivator to gain the strength and resources he needed to avenge his family. Yet, when Liam’s Ancestral Bloodline awakened, he uncovered a connection between his family’s killers and the Dragon King, a connection that could expand his revenge to the entire Kingdom. -------------------- Discord link: https://discord.gg/mefzf3aQJ8 Instagram: eocnovels X: @EoCNovels Cover artist: https://digitalrowye.com

[WSA 2026 ENTRY] "Are humans damned because they create monsters - or because they were never alone to begin with?" Oz is an investigator of all things supernatural. He, along with his enigmatic assistant Henrietta, travel around, answering summons for help against inhuman entities. However, when a noblewoman arrives at his doors, carrying her mother's diaries and a desperate plea for help, Oz is forced to confront a past he buried long ago. Mysterious deaths plague her castle, death here is not seeped in blood alone, it reeks of fear and of names one should never dare to utter. In a world where knowledge can kill and immortality is a curse, Oz walks the thin line between hunter and monster, knowing some horrors are meant to remain unnamed. THE COVER ART IS AI-GENERATED

I came to the House of Fame for the things I lost — my name, my image, whatever dignity the public decided I didn’t deserve anymore. They’ll watch everything. Cut it, edit it, turn me into whatever sells better. A fallen hero if I suffer quietly. A villain if I don’t. Fourteen contestants. One winner. Or maybe just one person who walks out. They call this entertainment. Tasks, teams, food as rewards. But something about this place feels wrong. People don’t just get eliminated — they disappear from the conversation like they were never here to begin with. I’m starting to think joining this show was a mistake. But I’m already inside, so I’ll play along. Smile when the cameras want it. Say the right things. Watch everyone back. Because whatever this game really is, losing doesn’t feel like going home.

[R18] Morel died on a Tuesday evening at 11:14 PM, phone in hand, three words away from the epilogue of a novel he had been waiting eight years to finish. He woke up in the body of a baron's illegitimate son — nobody important — born with illegal magic that no one has yet detected, six years before the story truly begins. Transmigration into the secondary protagonist. Novel known. Timeline modifiable. In theory, an absolute advantage. In practice? He arrives at the Academy of the Veil — the greatest magical institution on the continent — as Ash Class, with zero capital, zero connections, and Shadow magic hidden behind a fake Rank Two Wind affinity. What he actually has: a photographic memory. Six years of secret training. Financial knowledge four hundred years ahead of this world. And Nibble — an eighteen-centimeter creature that steals biscuits, comments on everything, and hides something immense behind its yellow eyes. The academy is a machine built to reproduce inequality. The Five Houses control everything. The empire is rotten to its core. And somewhere in these corridors, five House heiresses he has read about hundreds of times are becoming real people — more complex, more real, more unsettling than their descriptions ever let on. He has a plan for each of them. What he didn't plan for is that they would have one for him too.

Have you heard of the Black Cross?” “Of course. Aren’t they a group of murderers?” “What? No. My grandmother said they’re the guardians of the kingdom.” “That’s nonsense. My father says they’re just monster hunters.” “Then why does my teacher say they’re only a myth?” The children sitting around the street stall fell silent. “…So what are they really?” “I heard their leader is a terrifying monster.” “I heard one of them can eat an entire elephant.” “That’s stupid. They must be a rumor.” “Then why is there a bounty of 10,000 gold for information… and 1 million for capturing one of them?” “…Good point.” Nobody in the kingdom agrees on what the Black Cross really is. Heroes? Villains? Or a party for hire. No one knows how many members they have. No one knows what they look like. For all anyone knows… they could be anyone. The children burst into laughter. At that moment, one of them bumped into a man walking past the street. He carried a long staff across his shoulders, both hands lazily resting behind it. “Ah—sorry mister!” the boy said. “It’s fine,” the man replied with an easy smile. Then he leaned down and whispered quietly, “I heard the Black Cross is real.” The boy’s eyes widened. “And their leader,” the man added with a grin, “…is extremely cool and handsome.” Then he continued walking, disappearing into the crowd.

Zayyn Illya Kovalenko was just an ordinary boy, an orphan from the outskirts of Romania. Until one meeting changed everything. A simple encounter with a certain silver-haired young man. That night, as his world collapsed, a single resolve was born. A creed that would lead him down a path of grief, darkness, and blood. A creed to kill every single Devil. ---- Author's Note: This is an original not a translation. The story begins four years before the canon timeline and will eventually follow the canon events. While this is not an AU, several characters from existing mythologies will be introduced into the world.

THE ABYSS KNEELS TO ME [System Message: The Blood of the Sovereign has awakened.] In a world where the Heavens dictate your fate, Vaelor Morgat was born to be a shadow—a nameless student at the bottom of the Oksidium Academy's hierarchy. But the Heavens made a mistake. They forgot that the Abyss doesn't follow their laws. When the forbidden power of Dominion pulses through his veins, the world’s greatest terrors don't come to hunt him. They come to serve. "The World Serpent is stirring..." "The Leviathan has surfaced..." "The Legions of the Bone Kings are rising..." As the Imperial Army marches with forty thousand silver-clad soldiers to execute the "Abyss Traitor," they find the Academy transformed into a fortress of obsidian and death. Behind its gates stands Vaelor, flanked by a lethal Alchemist, a cold-blooded Ice Princess, and monsters that can swallow cities. The Empire wants his head. The Abyss wants a King. Vaelor is no longer playing by the rules of men. He is building a Kingdom where the light dares not tread. "You brought an army? I brought an Apocalypse."

He had thought he had finally reached peace. But when faced with a disaster he could not comprehend, Oren realized it was not peace waiting for him, but death. In desperation, he pulled on his anchor, escaping certain death. The anchor did not return him "home," nor did it grant him safety. Instead, it dragged him downward and cast him into a cursed world. He fell from the clouds and crashed into a lone house on the distant outskirts of a great city. He survived but at a cost. Cursed by the very world he had trespassed upon, Oren awakened there as something he had never been before. Stripped of what he once was, he was forced to walk the world and flourish as something painfully fragile, slowly reclaiming what had been taken from him.

In a dystopian Nagasaki of 2857, Hikaru Chiba, a curious young man, is sold into the Ninkyō dantai clan, Ryuho-kai. While trying to decipher a mysterious diary, Hikaru confronts a world of greed, vice, and violence.

In 2031, a dying star fragment threatened to end all life on Earth. The world united, built the New World Bombs, and shattered it in time — but the explosion rained Starlight particles down on every living thing, giving every human being on the planet an ability. Every human being except one. Mars has lived his entire life in Ashveil Orphanage knowing he is different. His assessment came back a perfect ten — the highest score possible — but no one could feel a single trace of power in him. No ability. No presence. Just a number that means nothing and a file full of incident reports from the kids who made sure he knew it. When a retired soldier named Aldric shows up specifically requesting him — not the kids with impressive abilities, not the rising stars — Mars is given a choice that isn't really a choice. Utopia City. Two years to prepare. Then the Academy, where the world's most powerful people learn to become more powerful.

He doesn't save harems. He destroys them. 25-year-old Drexel MalFoy was an illegal underground wrestler, used to pain, blood, and surviving alone. He never expected betrayal to be what killed him. Beaten and thrown into a well to die, Drex should have stayed dead. Instead, he wakes forty years later in a ruined world he no longer recognizes. While he was frozen in a secret laboratory as a failed experiment, Earth was invaded by powerful women known as Feeders—predators who enslave men, build harems, and drain the life out of them. Cities collapsed. Nations disappeared. To fight back, a secret organization created something new: SLAYERS. They were neither soldiers nor heroes. They were hunters, built for the destruction of harems. Through forbidden experimentation, human bodies were fused with wolf DNA, creating hunters capable of shifting and entering the most dangerous parts of the ruined world—places now called Death Zones. Drex becomes one of them. Half man. Half beast. Sent into the ruins where Feeders rule and hunters rarely return, Drex hunts in places where most men would never survive. But the deeper he pushes into the Zones, the clearer one terrifying truth becomes: The Feeders were never the true rulers of this war. Something else is watching from the other side. And when it finally answers his violence... the war will move to a different realm. ~~~~~~~ A/N: Read the auxiliary note before proceeding to the first chapter. I clarified some things to people who might have questions about the book.

I died a lonely man... but woke up as a kid in the Naruto world, right at episode one. This time, I won't waste my life. I'll befriend Naruto, earn his trust, and when the time comes... I’ll copy the Forbidden Kage Bunshin no Jutsu. Why? To live in bliss. To build a clone harem. To train enjoy life while leaving all the trauma, danger, and Hokage nonsense to him. Let him be the hero. I'll be the man with a thousand mommy domme selves—and not a single regret.

Zephyrion had spent the past seven years of his life as an elite assassin for the Order. However, he had never expected that everything he had been led to believe was a lie. Fleeing the Order, he returns to his past life as the second child and heir of the prestigious House Calderalth, only to find it divided among rival heirs, ambitious relatives, and powerful factions already maneuvering to seize control. Caught between the relentless pursuit of the Order and the ruthless succession struggle within his own house, Zephyrion relies on his lethal skills, calculating mind, and his principles of manipulation to face enemies who command armies and ancient bloodlines, all while pursuing a far greater ambition of his own. … Discord: https://discord.gg/8JthpjYZez

Life is a clash of desires, of wants, of musts… What is good? What is evil? Is one who saves his sister in place of hundreds, evil? Is another who sacrifices his sister to save hundreds, good? Life is no idealistic fairytale. Unique, it so easily gives and takes opportunities. For me? Life had taken one, and given another— two lives. This was no longer earth. On Sanctum, the ‘Wheel of Fortune’ decides how we start, but not where we go. As I woke, I knew not who I was, where I was, nor where I came from… Even my name eluded me… Yet I did not care. I knew my purpose. To find her... To find the strength to protect her... To build a reputation she would embrace, as the hero she'd always envisioned... On the 22 floating islands of the Arcane, knowledge is one’s most powerful weapon, and at the same time, greatest vulnerability. The web of lies and deception spread far in this world, some even woven and hidden by the very gods. The abyssal mysteries— those who near them get swallowed within the endless fogs that speak tales of Sanctum’s inevitable doom. For the sake of the world, I envision. This won’t do… Dearest Nina… ___ Dearest Joseph… ******** THERE WILL BE ABSOLUTELY NO HAREM IN THIS NOVEL!! I actively despise it as it slows down the story for no reason and serves NO purpose other than self insert fantasy slop. If you're here for diabolical activities that make sense, a smart MC who isn't naive for the sake of plot, where everything has meaning, leads to things without downtime and empty chapters, a story not about just an OP MC self insert fantasy, character development and morality, a mysterious world and plot twists, you've come to the right place. AUTHOR NOTE: Hey, It's Drip again. You may know me from my work on The Great Demon System The first few chapters will be on earth, then it will transition into fantasy after where things will really pick up (before chapter 10). The MC will be very unique in the way he interacts and develops, things aren't always as they seem on the surface, so I hope you look forward to it :)) As is common with my novels, my MC is NOT a morally ideal person, but it all has meaning so be prepared, or excited! I've been really busy with university work lately and have been cooking this novel up. I feel like it'll be something special. ______ Tiktok: MobyDrip Discord: https://discord.gg/Ps7hXbEJRf

Kai Voss died in a cab on a Tuesday. He woke up on a battlefield in a world that runs on a divine System — classes, levels, skills handed down by gods who've been managing humanity like a spreadsheet for three thousand years. He didn't get an Awakening ceremony. He didn't get a class assignment. What he got was something older, colder, and far more dangerous: the Architect's Core — the editing layer the gods used to *build* the System in the first place, sealed away and supposedly destroyed because anything that can build a System can also unmake one. The gods find out within the week. Five of them vote to kill him. Six vote to keep him alive. He survives by one vote, and only because the world needs something only he can do. Three thousand years ago, the Architects weren't just building a power system for adventurers and kings. They were running a repair operation — patching a tear in base reality that, left unchecked, will unravel the world from the foundation up. The gods took over their work, stripped out the maintenance functions they didn't understand, and hoped the damage would hold. It isn't holding. The Breaches are growing. The patch is failing. And deep inside the oldest Breach on the continent, something has spent eleven years building itself in the dark — and it's starting to move. Kai has a Cognition stat that approaches the original System's designer. He has a class he built himself, skills he designed from scratch, and admin access to an architecture that predates the gods. He has a Cardinal who's quietly decided the Pantheon has been lying, a heretic researcher who's spent six years chasing proof he exists, and three people carrying sealed Architect bloodlines they never knew about. What he doesn't have is time. --- System fantasy. Fast-paced. No filler. The gods built the cage — he has the source code.

Em um mundo dominado por guerras entre raças poderosas — guerreiros lendários, demônios, anjos e deuses — nasce Draven Noctyros, um ser que não pertence a nenhuma raça conhecida. Desde o nascimento ele carrega poderes que nunca deveriam coexistir: um corpo evolutivo semelhante aos Viltrumites, a mente analítica da habilidade Great Sage, os três tipos de Haki, e o poder proibido do Shadow Monarch. Nem herói, nem vilão, Draven trilha seu próprio caminho em meio a batalhas, alianças e sentimentos inesperados. Porém, conforme seu poder cresce, deuses, demônios e antigas entidades começam a perceber uma verdade assustadora: sua existência pode mudar o equilíbrio de todo o universo.

"Son, what's your plan after middle school?" Such a plan had never crossed Ryomen Sukuna's mind. What did he want in life? What kind of mark does he want to leave in this world? His father always asked him this question whenever he could, though Sukuna always never had an answer no matter how hard he tried. "How about heroics, son?" Oh, maybe there is one now. (No harem, only Mina Ashido the pinky queen) (shit romance btw) (Yes, Sukuna has jjk Sukuna's powers, it's all in one quirk) (no system) (This is just a story where he beats up bad guys, gets the girl and aura farms, not thought out at all. Tons of cliche stuff in here) (I'll probably get MHA: Vigilantes in here later) (This was never supposed to be a deep dark story or something, and I never really was a good author so read at your own risk.)

To gain the power of a God, you must first lose the soul of a man." ​In the neon-drenched metropolis of Aethelgard, magic isn't a gift—it’s a debt. Every spell cast, every miracle performed, costs a memory. The elite Mages of the Silver Guild rule from their floating spires, sacrificing the childhoods and first loves of the poor to fuel their golden utopia. ​Damian was supposed to be their ultimate battery. A human vessel branded with the Seal of the Void, designed to swallow the city’s magical waste. But the ritual went wrong. ​Instead of becoming a hollow shell, Damian became a black hole. ​Now, Damian is on the run in the rain-slicked slums of the Low Sector. With every enemy he consumes, he grows stronger, but a piece of his past vanishes forever. He has forgotten his mother’s face. He has forgotten his father’s name. Soon, he will forget his own humanity. ​Hunting him are the Silver Knights and the terrifying Black-Winged Inquisitors. They want their weapon back. But Damian is no longer a weapon—he is a reckoning. ​He doesn't care about saving the world. He doesn't care about justice. He only wants to find the people who stole his life and make them pay... even if he has to swallow the entire world to remember why. ​"The Void doesn't forgive. It only eats."

Kailen Darkhaven had a simple, happy life growing up. But when a sudden misfortune claimed the lives of his parents two years ago, his entire world collapsed. His heart broke, his grades plummeted, and worst of all, on his sixteenth birthday—his final chance at hope—he failed to become an Awakener. By his seventeenth birthday, hungry, exhausted, and alone, Kailen collapsed in an alleyway, regretting how pitiful his life had been. As he drifted toward what he believed was death’s embrace… something impossible happened. Instead of dying, he awakened bound to a mysterious artifact—an object of overwhelming, incomprehensible power that defied every known law of the universe. For the first time since losing everything, a spark lit within him. With this second opportunity, Kailen vows to never be weak again. In a world where strength determines identity, status, and survival, he will rise above every boundary placed upon him. He will shatter every perception of strength. He will seize control of his fate. He will climb until he stands at the absolute Pinnacle of the universe! --- Tags: #Psychological #Interstellar( with advanced technology) #Unrivaled #ExtremelyFastPaced #UndeadArmy #NoHarem #RuthlessMC #Urban #Apocalypse #Mythical creatures( elves, vampires, witches, dwarves etc) #IntelligentMC(High IQ, deductive , strategic, high functioning psychopath) Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real names, places, or events is coincidental. This is an extremely fast-paced novel, and the protagonist becomes absurdly overpowered. He is not the usual “hero complex” type. The villain and antihero tags are not for show. If you are looking for a “goody-two-shoes” protagonist, this novel is not for you. Kailen is a morally grey character. He makes decisions that those interested in hero complex protagonists may not find pleasant. Note for Readers (Please do not skip): Early on, Kailen awakens with a shadow affinity. Yes—it may remind you of popular works you've read… but this is only the beginning. As the story progresses, he will unlock and master multiple affinities. The shadow affinity is a nod to some of my favorite novels, but the journey, characters, and world are entirely my own. Join the Community: Care to interact with me and other readers? Help with things such as character art, fandom wiki, OSTs, and more? Join our Discord: https://discord.gg/d5yf4sgb3y