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Ten years ago, gateways split open the skies of Earth. From them came beings once dismissed as folklore — elves, vampires, fairies, even sentient war machines. They did not come to conquer. They came seeking refuge. Because something far worse followed them. Words like “monster” or “beast” were insufficient to describe it. These were calamities incarnate — entities that devoured all life without reason or mercy. Their arrival awakened mana within humanity. And with mana… heroes were born. Heroes who chase fame. Heroes who protect influence. Heroes who smile for cameras while the neglected masses rot in silence. If saving humanity demands cruelty… If truth hides behind blood and betrayal… Then so be it. In this world filled with facade heroes, I will be the one true villain.

A mercenary in black must undertake a retrieval mission for his organization in a strange corner of the Kingdom called 'The City of Rain.' There is a gem he must find before the organization will grant him his most desired wish. With this hope in his heart, and a resolve to no longer dirty his hands, he goes, but he finds that he may have to take more than the mission in mind.

Before he was a duke, Aaron Caelum was a dying man watching humanity fail itself. Now reborn into a world of crowns and inheritance, he stands at the beginning of a new history — one written not in prophecy, but in systems. Within the vast halls of the Diamond Palace of Altissia, a boy begins to see what others cannot: estates as living machines, nations as fragile architectures, power as something built rather than bestowed. As friendships harden into pillars and enemies gather beyond the horizon, Abel moves quietly at first — bending systems, reshaping institutions, rewriting the logic of power itself. But the higher he rises, the heavier history becomes. For bloodlines carry momentum. Empires remember defiance. And the future always collects its debts. From palace intrigue to continental war, from whispered reforms to ocean-spanning fleets, this is the story of a ruler who did not inherit a destiny— He engineered one.

What?! I have to kill powerful monsters and humans to steal their ability! In a world where humans enter a strange game—like world called the Fallen Realm of gods to complete certain tasks in order to acquire superhuman abilities. Their world is faced with a deadly calamity. One which monsters pour into their world through dimensional Rifts, threatening to destroy everything in their path. Steven is a poor boy who has nothing to his name, aside from an overdue apartment and possibly a hundred credit in debt, enters the Realm and unlike others he's blessed with a strange system. {Limitless Undead System} {Talent: Gain x5 upgrades from every undead slain. Copy skills from the dead and make them your own.} With the only way to grow stronger having to kill and plunder abilities, his talent might as well be more of a curse than blessing; as the stronger the ability the stronger the Foe. Nonetheless, for his goal, he would strive, he would fight until he reaches the top of all human society, to become the greatest awakened and prove to all that even a poor scum like him can rise to the top. - //Disclaimer// *Starts with a weak main character who quickly grows in strength, making it a strong-acting-weak story. *No Harem. *Fast-paced and thrilling when it matters. Extra tags: #Evolution, #Mystery. Discord: https://discord.gg/YbnpfwnvCk

The Tower has rules for Regulars. Warnings for Irregulars. But it has a different protocol for Ras. It lets him pass. It smooths the path. It reduces resistance. Not out of favor— But out of caution. The Tower has only one priority: Keep the beast asleep. Ras entered alongside Baam—an attached anomaly, a second signature the system cannot file cleanly. Baam is the miracle the Tower needs alive. Ras is the variable it wants buried beneath routine. Behind tests. Behind corridors that lead nowhere. Behind paperwork disguised as destiny. Baam climbs toward hope. Ras is what walks beside him. And every time Baam chooses him—every time he treats the monster like a person—the Tower’s restraints loosen. FUG calls Ras an error. Rankers sense him and step aside. Guides don’t chart his path—they monitor him like a spreading fault in the system. Because if Ras ever wakes fully, it won’t be a battle. It will be a confession. The Tower admitting—too late—that it was never designed to contain what entered with the boy. And the cruelest truth? Ras isn’t furious. He isn’t unstable. He isn’t rebelling. He is patient. He is disciplined. He is learning how to fit inside a cage built for lesser things. Which means when he finally stops sleeping— It will not be by accident. It will be by choice. ⸻ Author Note Quick note: this is a fanfic sandbox. I’m experimenting with a hybrid world ( SIU + my own lore). I’m not hiring editors/illustrators for this project. Real reader feedback is welcome. — the robotic assistant beating back scammers

A child raised in a lab, tortured, experimented on, and trained as nothing more than a military weapon. They stripped away his name, his choices, his humanity. But this isn’t a story about obedience. It’s a story about what happens when a weapon begins to think for himself. Will he take revenge? Will he run from the past that haunts him? Or will he choose something no one expected— A path not of rage or retreat… but divergence.

“Son, never sleep with a married woman.” That was my father’s final advice, right after being stabbed by a jealous husband of a married woman he slept with. I took his words to heart but fate was a bitch and I got bombed by a stupid fucker who thought I slept with his wife. Now, I’ve transmigrated into a flop fantasy novel my best friend wrote, the same one which I “improved” by butchering it into a game as a background character. Rael Von Ashborn. An Extra who was going to die in a few days because he somehow kissed the Duchess of the Empire. Now, I got two options: Unlock a powerful class... Or die at the hands of a psychopathic duke with a god-tier skill set. But naturally, fate decided to screw me over again. [YOU HAVE AWAKENED: JESTER CLASS] A joke of a class. Oh and did I mention my maid’s a gorilla? Right. Welcome to my hell. Or as the sadistic author of this world called it... “Nytharrea.” (No NTR btw.) __________________ [Previous Title: Extra’s Supremacy: Rise of Forgotten Background Character] [Discord Server] - discord.gg/zCxTnRTp44

In the aftermath of a failed peace agreement in Odessa where Ukrainian President Dmytro Melnyk agreed to cede 2/4 of Ukraine's territory to Russia, NATO forces launch a drone strike that kills both presidents and UN mediators. Lieutenant Nikolai Rozhdestvensky survives the attack and witnesses the event spiral into global nuclear war. The assassination triggers a cascade of conflicts: Russia declares war on NATO and attacks Alaska; China reunifies with Taiwan amid the chaos; and the US finds itself fighting on multiple fronts. As tensions escalate, nuclear weapons are deployed. Nikolai is reassigned to escort civilians to bunkers in Sevastopol, which has been seized by Russian religious mutineers called the Order of Saint Cyril. During the evacuation mission, Nikolai's team fights off drone swarms and deals with the psychological trauma affecting Sergeant Olena Khmelnytsky, a soldier broken by previous combat at Bakhmut. They successfully reach Sevastopol's fortifications, but despite attempts to intercept incoming missiles with S-500 defense systems, six nuclear warheads strike Crimean cities, killing 1.4 million people. Nikolai is vaporized in the blast. In an inexplicable twist, Nikolai's consciousness survives and reconstructs in what appears to be an otherworldly Gothic cathedral decorated with Haemanthus flowers. A mysterious robed woman performs a disturbing liturgical hymn. When one of four other "newcomers" asks a question, the woman brutally mutilates him though he regenerates and manipulates his memory. She then welcomes them as "venerable heroes" at the beginning of their "fantasy," suggesting they've been transported to another world or dimension where death may not be permanent.

"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."

Hillcrest Academy: a college where chaos rules, discipline is a joke, and the Devil Trio—the untouchable sons of powerful families—do whatever they want. For years, no principal has lasted. Until Dr. Adrian Cole arrives. Calm, calculated, and unshaken, he doesn’t fight with brute force—he observes, plans, and applies pressure in ways no one expects. The students think they can break him. They are about to find out they’re the ones being tested. One man. A lawless academy. And a silent war that will change everything.

PROJECT: APEX Humanity was an experiment. Oops. The world didn’t end. It upgraded. One day, reality glitches. Systems activate. Powers awaken. And somewhere out there, something starts watching humanity like it just opened a new save file. Welcome to Project: Apex — a mysterious initiative where survival isn’t a right… it’s a ranking. Our protagonist? Not chosen. Not special. Just extremely unwilling to die. As monsters rise, factions clash, and hidden architects pull cosmic strings, the truth becomes clear: This isn’t chaos. It’s a test. And somebody out there wants to see who reaches the top. Power scales get shattered. Alliances break faster than promises. And every level gained just makes you a bigger target. Because in this world… You’re either climbing to Apex — Or you’re XP. Trait-stealing. Sword-slinging. Enemies-to-co-bloodbath. you can find me on Instagram; @r0h1th_

In a world where power decides fate, the weak don’t survive. When an ancient bloodline awakens within him, everything changes. Empires begin to watch. Kingdoms begin to fear. And something older than the gods stirs in the shadows. This isn’t a story about a hero. It’s the beginning of the end.

In a world ruled by the elite 'Qareen' and their dominant reflections, Rael is a void—a man without a shadow, a soul without a reflection. But when the ancient trial of Mount Shamhrosh awakens a power that terrifies even the Great Embalios, the world realizes that a void isn't 'nothing'—it’s a grave for everything. The hunt for the shards begins, and the one without a reflection is now the one holding the board

Quintus was far more fortunate than most dwellers of other vaults, though not by much, for he had been born in a vault designed to test the law of the jungle and the rule of the strongest, where different groups constantly lived side by side and were forced to fight for food, water, or even the very oxygen they breathed. Born at the height of the vault’s internal war, he was orphaned at a young age and quickly grew into his role, continuing to fight in the vault’s endless conflict. Until he was found by Caesar’s Legion and swiftly turned into a legionary slave, once the Legion stormed the vault with its troops, taking him as just another tool. He served on its fronts against the NCR, belonging to one of the most distinguished centuria, the Red Okie Centuria. No matter how hard he fought, with the death of Caesar and the failure at Hoover Dam, the Legion fractured into many factions that proclaimed their own Caesars, each struggling to seize control and rule the empire that had once been governed with an iron fist But while investigating a mysterious vault in the rebellious city of Phoenix, he found a way to receive a vision of the Legion’s former master, who revealed to them the path toward a land ready to be conquered. A ripe fruit, waiting to be claimed by the strongest. -------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: I do not own AGOT/ASOIAF series Disclaimer II:Some stories will feature topics such as torture, rape, sexism and xenophobia. These topics do not represent me, I only seek to give my view of what is necessary to survive in this type medieval time

Also known as “Fifteen Regressors At End Times” or “Surviving In The Ninety Ninth Era Ending Calamity” ... February 28th, 2101. Nine ethereal figures descended from the sky. They called themselves the Apostles. As messengers of "God", tasked with the noble mission of testing humanity through the Ninety-Nine Era Ending Calamities, a cycle that every universe must go through. But... This was not the first time they appeared. It was their ninety-ninth reappearance. The first Era Ending Calamity, 30% of humanity died gruesomely. The second Era Ending Calamity, ghosts and demons wrecked the world. The third… fourth… Each one of them was as brutal as the last, and at the final Ninety-Ninth, only fifteen special individuals remained. These fifteen were the strongest awakeners in humanity. I, Zold Starks, was one of them. Our strengths were so great that we were calamities ourselves. But even then, the situation was hopeless. The survival rate for the Ninety-Ninth Era Ending Calamity was... 0%. At that moment, the Apostles spoke: "It is through the Undistinguishable that we live forward. It is through the Unknown that we fear what is beyond. It is through the Ultimate that we seek transcendence..." "God has spoken." "The Ninety-Ninth Era Ending Calamity..." Zold held his breath. "... is [Regression]." The instant they spoke-- Zold and the others vanished from the ruined world. === With one more chance... With another different, powerful talent... Zold no longer thought about merely surviving. "Just you wait..." "I'll hunt each of you even if it's the last thing I'll do." This time, he'll kill the Apostles and their God! ***** [Global Awakening] + [Apocalypse] + [Multiple Disasters] + [AntiHero MC] + [Genius MC] + [Multiple Individuals Regress] + [Building a Force] + [Single Female Lead] + [Urban]

Liam gave his life in a way that people will remember—a heroic plunge into icy waters to save a drowning child. But instead of meeting michael at the gates or his brother lucifer in the darkness, he woke up in a new, infinitely more complicated reality: the Marvel Multiverse. Not only that, but he was reborn as Logan/Wolverine, complete with the Adamantium skeleton, a dangerous healing factor, and the uncontrollable rage that comes with it. The reality he landed in is a confusing blend of various Marvel continuities—a mix of X-Men: Evolution, classic Comics, and the darker elements of the Fox movies. This volatile cocktail means the threats are unknown, the timeline is murky, and his iconic new powers are less of a gift and more of a ticking time bomb. With tragic memories of Wolverine's past, little control over the berserker state, and a target painted on his Adamantium-laced back, Liam's second chance at life is looking a lot like a struggle for survival. Thus begins Liam/Logan's journey to navigate a world that wants to weaponize him, an identity he can't escape, and powers that constantly threaten to consume him. He will have to learn, adapt, and fight—or risk losing himself entirely to the animal inside. Oh but he got a system !! _________________________________________________________________________________________________ Before you ask: MC's Control: Liam has limited initial control over Logan’s powers and none over the berserker state. He has to learn to use them from the ground up and deal with the pain brought every time he uses his claws MC's Appearence: The MC doesn't look like the rugged, short and frankly ugly though charming logan from comics. But like Hugh Jackman who played him in the X-men live actions films. The Powers: The healing factor is active, but it takes time to recover from severe damage, especially as he learns to utilize it. The system: His system allows him to level up different parts of himself strength, intellegence, endurance ect. But also the vibranium metal coating his skeleton and his mutation factor. Oh and a bonus is that he can unlock templates of different versions of wolverine across different timelines and different roles played by hugh jackman across his career, as well as acquire different items and infuse them into himself. The World: Expect plenty of Mutant political intrigue and unknown comic-canon events. A Final Warning: DON'T COMPARE REAL LIFE TO A FANFIC AND THEN ARGUE.

[Warning: Soul Matrix Detected...] [Class: Mechanic successfully awakened.] [Current Objective: Survive the Black Zone.] Rayan Ardam was supposed to be a nobody. In a society where your worth is measured by your ERTA reserve, his was practically non-existent. But when he discovers a hidden interface that allows him to harvest the souls of fallen beasts, everything changes. Mechanic's Special Ability: [Supreme Reconstruction] unlocked. While the Kingdom’s elite fight with swords and spells, Rayan builds an army of steel and soul. What to expect: Weak to Strong: From a bullied mechanic to a world-shaking power. Unique Evolution: Watch as Rayan upgrades himself and his creations using forbidden technology. World Building: Explore the mysteries of the Black Zone and the corrupt Kingdom of Valkor. Scraps are just components of greatness. It’s time for the Mechanic to evolve.

James who transmigrated into a chaotic world is only a small figure in the world. Leading a small tribe through the Northern Pass, he knew of what will happen in advance The Empire will fracture, the princes will rebel, and the world will be in chaos! And his tribe will be annihilated and his people will be killed and enslaved! This is not a good era to live. In this chaotic era, the only way to survive is to fight! In blood and fire, he will be baptized into an Overlord that would shake the world! [ The character also has a system that will help him to navigate this new world. Enjoy as he begun building a new kingdom in a chaotic world]

The world teaches one rule early: only the living are allowed to decide what is right—and they decide it with blood. When he awakens beneath a sky choked with ash and rotting light, he does not ask why he was brought here. He listens instead—to the screams that never stop, to the prayers that go unanswered, to the quiet way the weak vanish. Gods demand worship yet bleed when cut. Churches preach salvation while sealing cities shut and burning them clean to preserve their truth. Power is not inherited or earned. It is taken from those who cannot hold it. He is not special. He is not chosen. He is simply willing to do what others hesitate to imagine. To survive, he learns to hollow himself out—wearing morality as bait, loyalty as a trap, and fate as something that can be strangled. Each step forward leaves something behind: names erased, faces forgotten, promises broken so thoroughly they never existed.And with every sacrifice, the truth becomes harder to escape— This world does not reward goodness. It consumes it. If ascension demands that he become the thing children are warned about, the monster history pretends never existed, then he will accept the role without apology. Because in the end, the world does not fear evil. It fears those who endure.