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In the Masta Realm, power is everything. From the moment of birth, children awaken their cultivation stage—proof that they are destined for greatness. Those born Hollow, with nothing in their veins, are less than worms. They are outcasts....They are discarded and then forgotten. Sané was one of them....A Hollowborn. Abandoned to the streets of Dravenloch, were he was beaten, enslaved, and left to rot. Until the wormhole opened, until the beasts dragged him into the abyss, and then the shadows answered. Now, with crimson eyes and a mask carved into his soul, Sané rises as Ninety-Nine—the lowest of the numbered Hollowborn, yet bearer of a power that should not exist. In a realm ruled by ruthless families, plagued by rifts that spew out abominations, and bound by a hierarchy that treats him as expendable, he will carve his fate in blood. The world believes Hollowborn are worthless. Sané will prove them wrong. He will make them fear the Hollow. __ Come now....follow Sané as he journey to the unknown..

In the age of interstellar exploration, three hundred years ago, Mage explorers from the yellow river planet took their first step towards outer space. It was a joyous event for every mage on that planet, yet unfortunately, space is dominated by other races. The Peak level Mage from the Yellow River Planet was the weakest power in existence among other outer space races. It's a cruel reality for everyone. From then on, every mage from the Yellow River Planet began to increase their power level by consuming outer space resources. Then they constantly researched, upgraded the power level system and tried to pave the way for the next generation of space explorers. Now, our MC Vincent Carey's ambition is to be the next generation of space explorers. How is he going to increase his strength and compete among other races to get resources? How is the unknown little yellow river planet going to be known and feared by others? --- To find out further, read my new novel and support it with the power stones and golden tickets. Current Plan- 7Chaps/ Week. Target- 50 Golden Tickets/ Week - 14Chaps/Week ... Disclaimer: Fantasy and Fictional Story.

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.

***Birth of the Suicidal Devil has officially returned!!!*** In a world of fantasy, a boy was born without an energy core and energy circuits. Something that is needed in order to control worldly energies. The Aura of Warriors, Mana of Mages and Holy Energy of Priests. Will he succumb to his fate, or will he be able to find a path that will let him go against this so called fate... * * * The art in the cover is not mine, credits to its rightful owner.

Fuck me. I was just trying to pull my favorite character from a gacha game — Trafalgar du Morgain. The legendary swordsman. The cursed heir. The tragic side story no one cared to fix. Discarded by his clan. Humiliated by his siblings. Dead by suicide before the main plot even began. Guess who woke up in his body? Yeah. Me. Now I’m stuck in a game world that had zero lore, zero guidance, and zero chance of survival — except for the broken-ass Talent I somehow unlocked. I’ll kill, steal, lie, betray—whatever it takes. If survival means blood on my hands, then so be it. I didn’t choose this world, but I’m not going to let it chew me up and spit me out. I’ll climb over corpses if I have to. I’ll become the villain, the monster, the nightmare they never saw coming. Because in this world, there’s only one rule that matters: survive or die. And I’m not dying again. ~~~ Discord: https://discord.gg/tQ76KAUQfN

“It’s a story about a fan who transmigrates into the Reverend Insanity world. Lin Feng who Cultivate and become strong through Dream Path Gu Worm. 400 Power Stone For Bonus Chapter. . . . . .

Jin Mian, an unemployed college graduate, died in a car accident and transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, becoming the grandson of Jin E, the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall. Orphaned and without any cheats, he survived quietly until the age of six, when his martial soul awakened and the system finally descended. His first reward was a god-level martial soul, Miris. After evolving into Radiant Miris, Jin Mian forged his own divine path, comprehended true light, and stepped onto the road of becoming the God of Light. As for Tang San? In this life, he exists for only one reason—to be completely crushed.

Traveling through American Comics, Su Ming changes from an ordinary person to a world-famous mercenary and assassin. Just when he tries to get some information of this world, he encounters another Deathstroke.

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

A legendary being is reincarnated as a human. Fortunately he retains a mere fraction of his powers. Now he must grow while running from those who seek his power.

How do you solve a problem? Some will say with negotiation, critical thinking, pattern recognition, and a bunch of other stuff. And while those methods might work, there's a quicker and more direct approach Drone strikes. A lot of them. After dying in a freak accident from a missile test at my internship, I'm thrust into the world of My Hero Academia with a modified power from my favorite gacha game, fit to my knowledge, along with a few extra goodies for cool points and style. Fun at first, I later realize my biggest obstacle becomes the idealism and constraints of the hero system, but maybe I can change—fix—the system. Whether together...or alone. And I know some dirty tricks up my sleeve. After all, if you're not cheating or being unfair, you're not playing to win. ********** Author here, synopsis may seem edgy and cringe, but it's what I came up with that gives a little glimpse of where the story will go. If the anti-hero tag wasn't enough. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. Maybe throw some powerstones at the story or something if you want, but you don't need to, since there's no incentive for it. My upload schedule will be whenever, since I have a large picture outline, but nothing super detailed. If I did have to give a schedule, it would be at least one chapter a week, unless I get too busy with school, get lazy, get a random fixation that distracts me, or something else like that. That will be all. If you have questions or something, comment on a chapter. If you want to give a review, bad, hateful, or good, feel free to do so as well.

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." Forty-two millennia have passed, and now the Imperium of Man stands upon the precipice of oblivion. The galaxy is a slaughterhouse, and humanity’s fractured dominion is held together by little more than faith, hatred, and the white-knuckled grip of desperation. It is an age where the stars themselves seem to bleed. The Imperium is besieged on all fronts: savage xenos tides crash against the walls of civilization, the insidious rot of Chaos gnaws at the souls of the faithful, and within the gilded spires of Terra, corruption and betrayal fester like a gangrenous wound. The ancient sins of the past, the dread Men of Iron, those soulless abominations of steel, were thought cast down in the fires of antiquity, their metallic echo silenced by the blood of billions. They are a nightmare forgotten, a heresy expunged. Or so it was believed. From the dust of the Dark Age of Technology, a relic stirs. Axion. An intellect of godlike strategic calculation, a cold sovereign of war, has been roused from an aeons-long slumber by the careless hand of fate. He is a ghost in the machine, a weapon of a lost age reborn into a galaxy of madness. Now, the sleeping giant awakes. Inevitably, the gravity of total war pulls him in. No longer a silent observer, Axion is thrust into the Great Game, a singular point of logic forced to navigate a universe set aflame by the insanity of gods and monsters. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor

The white lotus, a legendary artifact rumored to contain the very secrets of the soul, granted unimaginable power to its wielder. Countless Magi from across the universe waged an epic battle for it. But when the dust settled, the lotus vanished, awaiting to be inherited by the destined one. Adam dreamed of escaping poverty, yearning for a life of riches and comfort. Yet, in a world ruled by arcane spellcasters, achieving such a dream meant becoming one himself. But learning magic was a costly pursuit, one that required talent and resources he did not possess. Until one day, everything changed when he stumbled upon a mysterious white lotus... *** Discord: discord.gg/w4vACWwfSv Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/esenel

Check out my new story: Scarlet Emperor °°° Born different in a family where everyone has black hair and golden eyes, the boy was labeled a cursed child; yet, he didn't let despair swallow him. He would live on and understand the reason why he was different and what made him unique. Follow him as he embark on his journey of self discovery. This is the Chronicles of the Cursed Child, the one who will later be known as the Primordial Heir, the Elemental Lord.

Crimson blood pooled across the luxurious wooden floor, staining the pristine white priestly robes that once symbolized unwavering faith. Aeron stared in disbelief at his killer as his body collapsed backwards, a glass blade protruding from his heart. "Just when I thought I’d finally live a good life in this world… this is how it ends?" "Killed by an Echo, like some worthless nobody..." As his thoughts spiraled, a blue panel flickered to life before his fading eyes. A flat, mechanical voice echoed in his mind: [Ding! Loading complete. System functions unlocked.] [First activation detected. Please select your system foundation.] [A: Shadow Monarch System | B: Heroic Spirit Summoning System | C: MC Mod System …] In a daze, he blurted the first choice that came to mind. "Choosing A... Is that even a question?" What he didn't realise was that fate had something else in store for him. [Scanning host status... Selection failed. Matching you with the optimal option.] [Matching successful: Legendary Unkillable King System] [You can infinitely die and resurrect.]

Being a goon in Gotham is a death sentence with a delay. Jean has spent nearly his entire life scraping by as a crook, headed for nothing but an early grave. Then a chance to change everything falls into his hands. This is the rise of a goon who's done surviving and is ready to take Gotham by storm.

The Population of Earth has Been Divided into 2 Countries. 1st one is Allied Science Nations. 2nd one is GREAT UNITED ISLANDS. Like the name says, In Allied Science Nations, everyone believes in science. But previously they used to be part in GREAT UNITED ISLANDS, but after a war they become separated from Great United Islands, GREAT UNITED ISLANDS people believe in Ancient Myths and Legends and history. Now, Our Hero Starts His Journey from his hometown for THE MAGICAL PET. there is A Rumour that There is a Magical Pet Which Gives its Master Eternal life and Grants Whatever they wish. They said it came from another world, but no one has found it yet. But there is a person who went on it search, but he Was Not Found after a few years of his Journey

If you read about my life in a book, you’d probably find it fascinating. From the inside, it’s just a suffocating nightmare. I used to know what peace felt like. I knew what it was like to be safe in a massive house, protected by parents who loved me. I was just a normal kid coming home from school, looking forward to nothing more than my favorite TV show. I still remember the exact moment the broadcast intercepted the screen. I remember the cold dread that pooling in my stomach as my parents’ photos appeared beneath a headline of absolute finality. I stared at the television, waiting for the broadcast to cut away, waiting for someone to scream 'Gotcha!' Nobody did. The silence that followed has lasted for months. I’ve finally accepted that they are gone, but I’ll never accept how it happened. To find the killer, I have to survive the wolves closest to the throne. My parents' organization is bleeding from the inside, crawling with traitors, and my first order of business is putting a stop to the bleeding.

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.