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He Became A Monstrous Genius After Obtaining A Time Dilation Artifact

Kailen Darkhaven once lived a simple, happy life. But after a sudden tragedy 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 seventeen, hungry, exhausted, and alone, Kailen collapsed in an alleyway, regretting how pitiful his life had become. As he drifted toward what he believed was death’s embrace… something impossible happened. Instead of dying, he awakened—bound to a mysterious artifact of overwhelming, incomprehensible power, an object that defied every known law of the universe. For the first time since losing everything, a spark lit within him once more. With this second chance, Kailen vows to never be weak again. In a world where strength determines status, identity, and survival, he will rise beyond every boundary placed upon him. He will shatter every perception of power. He will seize control of his fate. And he will climb until he stands at the absolute pinnacle of the universe. Note: As the plot develops, the MC becomes very tactical, sometimes making use of psychological and tactical acumen to deal with opponents in certain situations. If you are into MCs who can really scheme and are several steps ahead of their enemies, then this novel for you. --- 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 Credit to Nortex for the amazing revamp on the discord server
theartisan3 · 1.1m Views

Warhammer 40k: The Men of Iron Return to the Galaxy

"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
Yurnero_ · 1.4m Views

Tenacity of the Monarch

Numen’s death is only the beginning. Plucked from oblivion by Evelyn, a former human who ascended to impossible power through countless lives, stolen gifts, and accumulated divinity, Numen is hurled into the brutal Warhammer 40,000 universe as her newest source of entertainment. Most souls would shatter under the weight of such a fate. Numen bends instead. His memories are gone, but his instincts, adaptability, stubbornness, and sarcasm remain. He awakens in the underhive of an Imperial Hive World with no weapons, no allies, and no understanding of why a twisted System has marked him with the title “Monarch.” Weak and alone, Numen is forced to survive a labyrinth of gangs, Enforcers, ancient vaults, buried horrors, and powers far beyond anything he understands. His progression is driven by Exploits, dangerous or absurd feats that reward him with strange abilities, unwanted attention, and increasingly unsettling hints that his title is more than a joke. Darkly humorous and often cruelly observant, the System comments on Numen’s choices while reflecting Evelyn’s interference, amusement, and growing investment. What begins as cosmic entertainment slowly becomes something more complicated as Numen adapts to violence, makes allies, claims territory, and learns that survival in the underhive is never clean. Evelyn serves as patron, audience, tormentor, and possible future ally. Her fascination with Numen’s growth may be boredom, affection, manipulation, or something even she does not fully understand. Their relationship forms one of the central pillars of the story, balancing Numen’s sarcastic pragmatism and psychological resilience against his loneliness, moral uncertainty, and quiet horror at being watched by something powerful enough to call his suffering entertainment. As Numen rises from scavenger to leader, the “Monarch” designation begins to unfold. Ancient assets stir. Forgotten enemies take notice. Buried systems recognize him. The underhive becomes more than a prison; it becomes the first board in a game stretching far beyond one world. This story blends grimdark horror, underhive survival, absurd System progression, dark comedy, faction-building, and cosmic mystery. Numen’s journey is one of persistence, adaptation, identity, and power, as he struggles to decide whether he is a pawn in Evelyn’s endless diversion or the beginning of something the galaxy may one day fear. Disclaimer This is a non-commercial fan work created for entertainment purposes. I do not own Warhammer 40,000 or any related settings, factions, organizations, terminology, characters, locations, or concepts. Warhammer 40,000 and its associated intellectual property belong to Games Workshop Limited and their respective rights holders. This story is unofficial and is not endorsed by, sponsored by, approved by, or affiliated with Games Workshop Limited or any other rights holder. No challenge to ownership is intended. All original characters, original plot elements, and original narrative content not derived from existing intellectual property are my own creative work. This story is shared freely and is not intended for commercial use. AI Disclosure This fanfic is AI-assisted. I use AI tools heavily for brainstorming, drafting, rewriting, expanding scenes, polishing prose, and refining dialogue. However, the premise, story direction, character choices, chapter outlines, edits, continuity decisions, and final approval are guided by me. I started this story because I wanted to read the kind of fanfic I kept waiting for other people to update. Over time, AI tools became part of the writing process, helping me turn my ideas, prompts, outlines, and revisions into finished chapters. I still direct where the story goes, what stays, what changes, and what gets posted. In short: this is a non-commercial, AI-assisted fan project made for fun and shared with readers who enjoy the same kind of chaos.
Zesrael · 25.4k Views

I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Elliot was the perfect example of a nerd who never truly tasted what life had to offer before death claimed him. Because of his brilliant mind, he easily married the most coveted girl from his school—though it was purely because her father wanted to exploit him, and he remained completely oblivious. However, everything came crashing down when he realized how much of a fool he'd been for all the wrong people. But he wasn't entirely hopeless. Elliot was rather indifferent about death. A second chance, however, shattered that indifference entirely. Due to a heated disagreement between a god of trickery and a mysterious old hag, Elliot was reborn into a strange new world as Northern—a completely different realm. This world had forged its own voice, birthed its own calamities, and crowned its own heroes. In a world where people awaken talents, Elliot strangely awakens the ability to copy those very talents. But with that power came crushing responsibility—burdens far too heavy for a young, inexperienced boy like Northern to shoulder. Still, he'd rather walk through the flames of hell than shatter. *** This novel spans over a thousand chapters, so let me give you a heads-up about what to expect. The MC will be insufferable at first. This is a story where the MC has mountains of growing to do, and yes—he'll be grating for the first few hundred chapters. Whether you stay or bail is entirely up to you, but trust me: he will evolve, and watching that transformation will be incredibly rewarding. You know that feeling when your roommate who wore the same crusty hoodie for a week finally learns to do laundry like clockwork? You watch them folding clothes like it's sacred ritual, guarding that laundry basket like a dragon's egg. Or when your favorite author—who never used to reply—suddenly starts responding to every single comment with genuine care. You realize you could've missed witnessing their complete transformation if you'd given up on them. That's exactly what this is. This will be a brutal but captivating ride—just don't abandon him too quickly. Oh, and the grammar starts a bit rough around the edges but smooths out significantly in later chapters. Thank you, and I'll see you on the other side of a thousand chapters.
RighteousFilth · 4.6m Views