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SSS Technology System: My Talent's Name Is D.E.L.T.A

[Ding! You have stopped the Cromothean Invasion! You have unlocked the Adamantine Battle Armor (Level 3)] [Ding! You have solved the Cosmic Formula! The cosmic entities have grown wary of your existence.] Years ago, way before I was even born, humanity was reminded that we weren't alone in the universe, and our world was invaded by a race of alien conquerors that called themselves the Ravemites. It was ghastly. And humanity was soon on the brink of extinction until, we were saved by an Intergalactic Organization that called themselves Starcore Nebula. Years later, in the middle of this chaotic relationship between mankind and alien, I, Eric Kaiser — a regular 18 year old kid who had always looked up to these heroes of earth, aspired to be just like them even without awakening any talent, lost my parents in the apocalypse. Since then, I lost any aspirations I had, any admiration I harbored towards these intergalactic agents. Till one day, I came across a strange system that changed my life forever, then I awakened a talent too. That Talent's Name was D.E.L.T.A. And because of it, I was linked to the greatest technological system in the universe, create state of the art weaponry out of thin air? Easy. Hack into the universe's most elite security system? Piece of cake. Being wanted by cosmic beauties across the galaxy? Child's play. But I didn't go unnoticed, soon enough rival galactic organizations and even alien warlords from all over the universe wanted me gone at any cost, so if they wanted to wage a war against me, bring it on. I have no desire to become a intergalactic hero, but with this system, I am justice. So the battle to save earth from these so-called conquerors? it wasn't just the planet's fight anymore, it was mine. They made sure of that the day they let my parents died.
SupremeAuthority · 38.1k Views

THE SILENT RUIN OF KINGS

Before the great Mughal Empire, the world feared only one name: The Mongols. They were a storm that destroyed everything in its path. But they made one mistake—they left a young boy alive. Ulfat ul Baet was a child of peace and faith, traveling with his scholar-father and gentle mother. In a single night of horror, the Mongols didn't just attack his caravan; they stole his parents' identities. By wearing the clothes of his mother and father, the invaders tricked Ulfat into a false embrace before murdering his family before his eyes. Dragged into the freezing North as a slave, Ulfat is subjected to years of brutal torture. The Mongols want to break his body, his language, and his Islam. But while they watch his hands work the dirt, they fail to see his mind building a fortress. Ulfat doesn't want to kill the Khan with a sword. He wants to destroy the Mongol Empire from the inside. Through a stroke of culinary genius and psychological manipulation, Ulfat uses the "bond of bread and salt" to fascinate the aging King. In a move that shocks the world, the outsider is named the Successor to the Throne. Now, the slave is the King. But Ulfat hasn't forgotten the blue silk scarf in his pocket or the blood on the Steppe. As the new ruler, he begins a terrifying "Governmental Force." He doesn't burn their cities—he breaks their spirits. He forces the proudest warriors to bow at his parents' graves and slowly rots the empire’s foundation until they have nothing left but their shame. But as Ulfat nears his final revenge, he faces his greatest enemy: his own soul. Will he destroy the world to avenge his past, or will a single memory of his mother's mercy save him before he loses his faith forever?
AFIMANGERZ23 · 6.4k Views

I'm The Man Every Milf Craves

Even though the story has a perverted side with a milf harem, my true intention is to show how much mothers sacrifice for their families. They carry pain, stress, and responsibility without asking for praise, without getting noticed. They give their time, energy, and love every single day. Through this story, I want to highlight their struggles, their strength, and their quiet dedication. I hope, in my own way, I can acknowledge their efforts and show respect for everything they do for the people they love. You can call it a My love Letter to all the moms around the world. Synopsis- A kind-hearted widow in her late thirties tends to her small hair salon and raises her three nearly grown children alone. Life has settled into a quiet rhythm of exhaustion and unspoken loneliness—until one ordinary evening, a gentle young man walks through her door at the precise moment her strength is fraying. What starts as a single act of pure, unasked-for kindness blossoms slowly: shared home-cooked meals, late-night talks that mend old wounds, thoughtful gestures that make her feel truly seen and safeguarded for the first time in years. He doesn't just bring light to her days—he radiates a steady, nurturing warmth that feels almost... maternal. In his quiet care, she rediscovers the comforting embrace she once knew from her own mother long ago, and for the first time, she allows herself to lean into it. He heals not with grand gestures, but with the patient, unconditional affection that soothes the parts of her she no longer loves. And soon, that same soothing presence begins to touch everyone around him. One by one, other women in their twenties, thirties, forties—scarred by loss, hardened by life, aching for the gentle motherly love they either lost too soon or never truly had—find themselves drawn to him. To the way he listens without judgment, protects without possession, and makes broken hearts remember what safety feels like. For some, he echoes the mothers they cherished in childhood; for others, he becomes the nurturing figure they always wished for. She watches as the man who pieced her back together quietly becomes a beacon for many more... and not all of them are content to admire from afar. In a world that rarely rewards gentleness, how long can someone this tender, this devoted, this perfectly attuned to a woman's deepest needs remain hers alone? A tender, slow-burn slice-of-life romance about healing old wounds, embracing second chances, rediscovering motherly love in unexpected places, unbreakable family bonds, and the quiet power of being truly cared for. Wholesome and heartwarming at its core, with moments of deep emotional intimacy and found-family warmth... yet shadows loom on the horizon—violence, brutality, and dark underworld currents that will test every fragile connection they've built. If you crave gentle devotion, mature women finding solace in a younger man's nurturing heart, slow emotional unfolding, and the bittersweet tension of "too good to be true," this story might be the comforting (yet eventually intense) read you've been waiting for. This is my first time writing a slice of life focused story so if I mess up somewhere please ignore it. And Yes, I do use AI in my fic, but only to fix grammar mistakes and improve the reading experience since English is not my first language. I do not use AI to create the story itself. The story, the ideas, and the plot are completely mine. AI is only used to correct small mistakes I may have missed. Support me through:- Paypal:- https://www.paypal.me/SVora02 Patreon:- https://www.patreon.com/cw/GodOfMilfs Discord Link:- https://discord.gg/jcUtMVCevV Addition Tags- #milfs, #mature #r18 #romance #agegap #forbiddenlove #drama #emotional #healing #widow #singlemother #youngermalelead #protectivemalelead #trauma #slowburn #familydrama #secondchance #redemption #smut #RoughRomance #multipleorgasms #vanillatorough #koreanromance #sliceoflife #heartwarming #milf
MilfGod_Numix · 60k Views

Marvel: Monkey King

Jack Hou was many things—a Triad lieutenant, a street-smart hustler, and an absolute menace to society. He ran Chinatown with a grin, picked fights like they were a hobby, and somehow thrived off pure madness and raw talent. That was, until he got riddled with bullets at his boss’s wedding trying to protect the bride. Dying? That sucked. Waking up twenty years in the past, in a new body, new world, and somehow even more broke than before? That sucked harder. Now trapped in the streets of 2002 New York, Jack is back to square one—hungry, penniless, and wanted by nobody. But things take a turn for the weird when an old man from K’un-Lun picks him up and claims he has the body of an immortal sage, destined to change fate. Jack’s response? “Yeah, nah. Sounds like effort.” Forced into martial arts training, qi cultivation, and unlocking his true potential, Jack has zero plans to follow orders. Instead, he does what he does best—run his mouth, break the rules, and cause absolute chaos. But when he starts awakening strange abilities, growing stronger than a normal human should, and attracting the attention of ancient forces, Jack realizes—maybe this isn’t just a second chance at life. Maybe he’s something more than human. Maybe… he was never human to begin with. Crazy fights, unhinged banter, and a monkey with no chill— Jack Hou is about to turn the Marvel world upside down, one bad decision at a time. A/N: This is NOT a translation, I make this Story myself. So there is no Original Source, it's in my Brain babyy... ~KujoW
KujoW · 2.4m Views