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Upon waking up, Jiang Fan became a low-level fisherman in Tonghe County, with a home empty as four walls and a stomach rumbling with hunger. Inside, he has a beautiful wife to support, and outside, he faces oppression from the Dragon King Gang and the Government, beset by internal troubles and external woes, nearly at the end of his rope. Fortunately, he awakens his Life Chart with the Great Blessings Equal to Heaven attribute: surviving great ordeals will certainly bring future happiness. As long as he gets through the tribulations, he will surely gain opportunities, with Destiny upon him. …… Millions and millions of years later, Jiang Fan looks at the pieces of Immortal Family's supreme treasures in his home, along with the Sect's Fairies, the Dynasty's Goddesses, unparalleled demon queens, and peerless fox girls about to break into a fight, he wants to cry without tears. Heavens, please don't send more, really don't send more, at this rate, the house is about to catch fire, truly can't withstand any more.

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.

"Grant me infinite knowledge, and I shall be as a fulcrum, to move the endless world!" ... Sorcerer Continent—a world where sorcerers exist. Wielders of arcane knowledge. Masters of all elements. Sovereigns of space and time. These sorcerers governed the world with their unrivaled prowess. One day, a young man awakened into this world with his past forgotten and no place to call home. Follow along as Grimm, by relying on his luck and wit, tries to survive and advance in this unforgiving world. Entangled within the machinations of fate, political schemes, power struggles, and wars, he forges his own path and creates a place for himself.

The empire encompassed endless twinkling stars, but in this dark and terrifying distant future, there were only endless wars. ...... Gu Hang became the governor of a wasteland planet, where previous governors had all been executed for failing to deliver the tithe on time. Monsters and Low Energy Storms rampaged, survivor factions schemed against each other, technological regression, low productivity, the resurgence of Evil Gods, Green Skin Orcs taking root and sprouting... "Don't panic just yet, let me check the panel below." [Military Tokens], [Heroes], [Technology], [Events]... Starting as the planetary governor, he would build fleets that traversed the Star Sea, suppressing all alien forms, heretics, traitors, and demons of chaos! Although I formed battle groups on my own, funded Battle Nuns, diverted the imperial tax, and disregarded deployment orders... I knew I was fiercely loyal! Traitors? This is clearly the Third Empire!

Some people are destined to meet, even if one is in Heaven and the other in Hell. Rose Prison, the number one prison in the real world! Here are detained the world's top criminals, business elites, political giants, super hackers, and even nuclear weapons experts. What happens when such a group enters the Virtual World? Heroes' Prison, the number one prison in the Virtual World! Here are held the most legendary heroes and Magical Beasts, the Harbinger of Doomsday, the Remote Ancient Demon Emperor, the Troll Chieftain, bounty hunters, and even the mighty—Gods! How powerful would one be, carrying such a prison with them? In fact, the world itself is a prison, and to attain true freedom, one must change the world!

On the planet Nevera, power does not belong to governments. It belongs to one family. The Piao family has shaped the world for generations, guarding the World Tree, a living archive of knowledge so vast it has guided the rise of modern civilization itself. But control comes at a cost. As global pressure mounts to access the Tree, old alliances fracture, hidden agendas surface, and a carefully maintained balance begins to collapse. For the first time in history, the Piao family is no longer untouchable. At the center of it all stands Angela Piao. Brilliant, reclusive, and deliberately removed from power, she was never meant to stand at the heart of a political war. But as the world around her begins to turn, allies shifting, trust eroding, and the very people her family once protected becoming threats, everything she once held stable starts to break apart. The decision falls to her. Not because she wants it. Because no one else can. Beyond the family’s influence, figures like Kael Everwyn move in the shadows, carrying motives that threaten to expose truths the world was never meant to see. And as the line between truth and manipulation begins to blur, one reality becomes clear: This was never just a debate. It was a staged battlefield. To understand what must be protected… Angela will be forced to look into the past. Because the truth behind the World Tree was never meant to be found. Author’s Note: A female-led sci-fi story with politics, family dynamics, and AI — no romance, no harem, just story. Current Update Schedule: 1 chapters per day Join the Discord in my profile for updates, early info, and community discussions @2026 [GenieLove]. All Rights Reserved.

I was reborn as Portgas D. Ace, the son of the Pirate King. In the original story, I was supposed to live in the shadow of my father’s 'sin,' join Whitebeard as a loyal son, and die with a hole in my chest at Marineford. To that, I say: Screw the plot! I didn't come to this world to be a tragic footnote. I was born with a soul mutation that grants me two Devil Fruits, a monstrous reserve of energy that never fades, and a Conqueror’s Haki that screams for the world to kneel. I’m not playing the 'Good Son' for Whitebeard, and I’m certainly not running from the Marines. I’m founding the Eclipse Pirates. I don't care about the Pirate King's throne—I'm going to be the only Sovereign this sea has ever seen. The era of 'The Son of Roger' is over. The era of the Eclipse has begun. [OP MC | Dual Devil Fruits | No Whitebeard | Ruthless Progression]

Being chosen by the Knights of God will grant you immortality! Blake (smirking): "Who are you trying to fool? Satan is already ashes!" Improving your strength can lead to a higher status! Blake (playing with his fingers in boredom): "I think my current status is pretty high. There's no need to raise it any further." Life and death battles increase your domineering strength! Blake (looking up in surprise): "What if he really dies?" The people at the bottom of this world are struggling painfully. Please work hard to change the world! Blake (with a puzzled look on his face): "What does their suffering have to do with me? What will I do if they change the world?" Yim is too strong to be defeated! Black (reassured): "But there's still Luffy. I'll fight him after he's done!" Why do you dare to participate in the battle between gods and demons? Blake (crooked mouth): "I! Have! Hang!" This is a Gou Dao Tianlong person, get out! Blake (struggling): "I don't accept it! Why can't the Celestial Dragons just hide?"

When the Abyss descended, Earth didn’t just fall—it evolved. ​Beams of darkness fractured the sky, transforming the world into a meat-grinder of nations and monsters. From the cataclysm rose Egoists: humans who awakened Archetypes—shards of their inner demons—to survive the rising tide of Null Creatures. Lucamir Elaric was seen as a defect. ​In a Federation where Egoists are ranked by their "Synchronization" with the Abyss, Luca’s score was a pitiful 5%. To the elite Noble families and the iron-fisted government, he was just another farm boy destined to be fodder—a commoner meant to be chained or consumed by the Null Creatures. That was the world’s mistake. Lucamir’s Synchronization was never 5%. It was 100%. A perfect alignment misread as failure—sealed away as a system error in a world that had not witnessed such a thing in five thousand years. While others lose their sanity to the Abyss, Luca is 100% Immune to Corruption. While others are limited to a single Archetype, Luca possesses All Seven. He isn't just a survivor; he is the biological blueprint for a god. ​Labeled the son of terrorists, hunted by the Federation, and treated as a pawn by the whimsical "21st God," Luca is done surviving. He isn't here to climb the ladder of society. ​He’s here to overwrite the system because in a world where everything is ranked, measured, and controlled—he is the one thing it cannot measure. #HiddenOP. #AntiHero. #GeniusMC. #Ruthless and CalculativeMC. # High-IQ Combat & Biological Warfare. # No Harem. ____ Join the Discord; https://discord.gg/pNGeUe2Fe

[Character art and videos -https://discord.gg/XsaXuzB79z] A young man is reincarnated in another world and is simply living his life. He soon discovers he is not alone; others like him have also been summoned as gladiators, representing the nobles of this world. These summoned individuals fight in elaborate schemes orchestrated by the nobles for their entertainment. Before long, the young man becomes caught in the web of the gods governing this world and must fight to survive.

If Naph, a 17 year old, was asked what’s the value of a life? He may answer, “not much.” He would be lying. Extremely. Based on his own experience and his one true goal. Anaphol, aka, Naph, had just killed Bulwark. A 12 year old child designated as a terrorist in a world that is just around the corner to pass its established steampunk era. The bounty on her head? 10 million Tarna. With a condition, ‘bring her head back clean and undamaged.’ Money he wanted to collect for his goal of delivering justice in a place far away. But the consequence of killing Bulwark? A war of enormous proportion on the country that took him in, the very same country that put the bounty on Bulwark. As he began realizing the weight of the consequence, a ray of hope came from the very same light source of his morality. Don Extea gave him a message to follow and he followed it. The message entangling him further into the stories and fate of the world he did not want to become part of. “What a world, as if it is in fact a dark fantasy wanting to be a steampunk.” Remarked a noble referred to as the Duchess of Knowledge in the platinent Jhorime. That only entangled him further and further into what the world demanded out of his existence, pulling him away from the goal he wishes to complete and pushes towards his goal despite it all. Yet, despite everything that keeps happening, one word kept ringing in his mind until he learned its true meaning before he could complete his own goal, the word being: “Cata.” ---------------------------------------------------- Updates regularly with 1 chapter a day. ---------------------------------------------------- Genre: Modern, Urban, Fantasy, Steampunk, Sci-fi, Adventure ---------------------------------------------------- To read ahead of Webnovel and RoyalRoad become my patron on patreon.com, the handle is mentioned below! :) This story is also available on RoyalRoad.com with the same title "Catalyst Cross Lesio" with the username 'alexUnderTheStars'. My paypal is connected to it, so if you wish to help out a budding artist do go to my "Catalyst Cross Lesio" on RoyalRoad.com and hit that donate button! Thank you! :) ---------------------------------------------------- Instagram handle: @catalyst.cross.lesio Patreon handle: @alexUnderTheStars Discord link: To be announced!

Douglas was on the verge of being appointed to the Supreme Court. But in the midst of celebrating his latest achievement, he was murdered—struck down by a victim of the very schemes he used to climb to power. He awakens in the body of Miguel Cortes, the only son of Count Alban Cortes, Protector of the Northern Frontier. The timing couldn't be worse: Miguel has just survived an assassination attempt, and his city is currently under siege by the forces of Marquis Narico. Follow Miguel as he embarks on a mission to liberate his new home, drag a medieval society into the modern era, and crush anyone standing in his way. To succeed, he must navigate the lethal political turmoil of a succession crisis—all while a rival Empire watches the borders, waiting for the slightest scent of weakness. And who knows? Amidst the blood and strategy, Miguel might just find the TRUE love he never allowed himself in his previous life. Welcome to the continent of Baldor: Kingdom of Antiochia, County of Pastto. ... Hello, Author Here, i'm using AI to translate and fix some minor errors. Excuse me for any mistake. Enjoy!

Xu Zihuang, son of a prince of the Sun Moon Empire, was exiled overseas to eke out a pitiful existence after a coup shook the imperial palace. It was then that he awakened the memories of his past life. Amidst despair, a sliver of hope remained. His father’s loyal subordinates risked their lives to rescue him, allowing him to escape from certain death. In secret, he began to gather strength, advancing step by step, plotting to seize the throne of the Sun Moon Empire. He would reign supreme, unify the continent, and make all beings bow before him—whether human or soul beast—becoming the sole sovereign of the land. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 40 early chapters available on Patreon: [email protected]/facficmax10

In the turbulent seas of the New World, betrayal had already sealed its mark. Teach’s hands dripped crimson, Thatch’s lifeless body sprawled beneath him, and the sky roared, thunder splitting the horizon. Yet even in the wake of murder, Teach’s voice quivered with disbelief. “Where is it? The Dark-Dark Fruit... vanished? Impossible... I killed him for nothing?” Far beyond those seas, in the war-torn Shinobi World, another shadow stirred. Black Zetsu stood frozen, his gaze locked upon the ominous dark energy now coiling around Madara Uchiha. His words trembled with desperation. “Where… is my mother?!” Madara, touched by confusion yet cloaked in power, could only murmur: “She was… consumed. Devoured by this darkness.” Zetsu’s silence screamed louder than any battle cry. And in yet another realm, in the sanctified heart of the Seireitei, a quiet storm brewed. Aizen’s eyes, sharp with curiosity, lingered on the man before him. “Sensei, what’s the name of your Zanpakuto?” The answer came like a whisper from the abyss, calm yet absolute. “Kaguya-hime.” Three worlds, three shadows of destiny, all bound by the same unfathomable darkness. ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/AlexandrusTL 100+ advance chapter! ——————— SAUCE: https://wap.faloo.com/new_942969.html ——————— NOTE: The other two worlds won’t appear for at least 400 chapters. This story is structured more like a One Piece fanfic that eventually moves on to Naruto and Bleach once the protagonist has fully reached the peak of each world. If you're looking for a crossover where the MC jumps from one world to another, this might not be for you.

In a world yearning for grand adventure, a soul, weary of mundane existence, is ripped from his reality and thrust into the nascent era of One Piece. Reborn as Dracula D. Alucard, he finds himself in a surprisingly tranquil time, a quiet before the storm of the Great Pirate Era. But within him, a chilling truth awakens: an unyielding immortality. His mere presence shatters the calm, birthing the terrifying legend of an unkillable monster. Even Gol D. Roger, the soon-to-be Pirate King, is left in bewildered disbelief: "I don't understand; that sword thrust clearly hit his vitals." The mighty Whitebeard acknowledges a new horror: "That man is a monster even harder to kill than Kaido!" The World Government, driven to utter despair, can only lament: "We've assassinated him successfully thousands of times. Why is he still alive?!" And the legendary Marine Hero, Garp, simply quips, "Kaido? I think that guy killed him..." For Alucard, however, this endless defiance of death is merely a perplexing fact, or perhaps, a casual game. "What's the big deal?" he asks, a faint, almost innocent tilt to his head, as if genuinely puzzled by their consternation. "Killing me is simple. Just stab my heart about eight million more times." As the world stands on the precipice of an age of grand dreams and unfettered ambition, what fate awaits the eternal devil who cannot die, doomed to wander a sea that promises everything but an end? ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/AlexandrusTL 100+ advance chapter! ——————— SAUCE: https://wap.faloo.com/new_412421.html

Genre: Dark Fantasy / Grimdark Subgenre: Psychological, Low Fantasy Sold for a single dark coin, Balt is carved into a perfect weapon. In a world rotten to its core, he must choose: remain a tool for others, or become the architect of his own grim fate. This is the chronicle of a slave, an instrument, and a shattered man who still holds the power to choose.

The Spire is a lie. Kentucky is a variable. Arthur Fenric is about to wake up. For fifteen years, life has been steady. The quiet streets of Campbellsville, the heat of a summer afternoon, and the grounding weight of a life well-lived. But the cracks are beginning to show. A flickering light in the corner of the room, a rhythmic beeping that defies explanation, and a brass lamp that casts shadows from a world made of chrome and static. Arthur Fenric is a man caught between two realities. In one, he is a father and a husband, anchored by the scent of honeysuckle and the laughter of his children. In the other, he is a Pilot—a vital variable in a multiversal machine that doesn't recognize the concept of mercy. As the "Ghost Years" begin to bleed into the clinical reality of Spire 01, Arthur must face a terrifying truth: his memories are being overwritten by a Tier 10 Mental Construct. To find his way back to the baseline, he must navigate a sensory minefield where every comfort is a cage and every loved one is a potential protocol. Fueled by a volatile mix of grief and fury, the Pilot is ascending. But in a system designed to suppress the soul, waking up is only the beginning of the nightmare. The truth is crimson. And it’s about to break the world

Armed with Godly powers at their fingertips, the Order of the Cyberknight arose to reform the rotting world of 2069. But all this war is but a game for the God-Emperor of the cyberknights. Even as the Grand Knight, Mike would remain an indoctrinated servant of the empire. However, when the ugly truth becomes too painful to ignore, will he remain a pawn or become the adversary?

(Support the early access chapters and satisfy your curiosity on Patreon - The Inferius) I remember the history books. “Humanity defeated the demons that invaded Earth 500 years ago.” “Magic was the power that guaranteed this victory.” But that’s not true. There’s a past that has been erased. A time I lived through. A time when humanity was on the brink of extinction, facing something far worse than the records dared to tell. It’s been a long time. My memories are failing. My sanity too. This may be my last entry. If this book disappears, remember one thing: It wasn’t the demons that became humanity’s greatest fear. It was me. The story I’m about to tell follows a man who, one day, became what the world feared most… and yet, was responsible for bringing a new light to the world. Alongside him were people I knew. Many of them died before my eyes. This truth will be told from their point of view. ...And perhaps from mine. Just perhaps.

River Child In a single night, he lost everything. His father sent him down a river to keep him alive. His mother died fighting. And the grandfather who raised him carried a secret for decades — one that would change everything. His name is Mabu. And he doesn't know who he is. But they do. A story about the blood of an ancient demon flowing through a boy who refuses to become a monster. About a grandfather who spent a lifetime carrying unforgivable guilt. About a kingdom rotting from within. About wars not yet fought, enemies not yet named, and a power that grows darker with every choice. He lost his hands. He lost his family. He lost himself. And from the depths of Hell itself, he came back. Not the same. Never the same. The price of power is permanent. And the worst battles haven't begun yet. Author: Abdraouf Email: [email protected] Instagram: ___xaxo___ Note: If you want to read the story in Arabic, the original version is available on the Wattpad app.and royal road with eng