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One Piece: Alucard the Immortal

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
AlexandrusTL · 3.7m Views

I Died a Virgin — Now I'm Building a Harem in Another World

Ren died at eighteen doing what he always did—shielding his little sister with his own body, blood pooling while she screamed. The God of Death looked down and cursed under his breath. “That… wasn’t supposed to happen.” A mistake. A glitch in the system. Ren just smirked through the fading pain. “Another Tuesday.” But even gods hate loose ends. In a quiet white void, Death offers him a second shot: reincarnation into Alveria, a brutal world of magic, guilds, monsters, and women who could kill you as easily as they could fuck you senseless. As apology? One cheat skill from each rank, S through E. No questions asked. He picks. He wakes up in a new body—young, strong, memories sharp, and for the first time in his life, no chains holding him back. Back on Earth, he was a virgin. Not by some noble choice—just a kid who grew up never trusting anyone enough to let them close. Anime, manga, manhwa? Those were his world. Endless stories of guys reborn, overpowered, surrounded by gorgeous women who fell for them hard. He read them alone, late at night, hand moving under the sheets, wishing it was real. Now it is. Alveria is full of powerful, beautiful women—battle-hardened, confident, dangerous. Some will underestimate him. Some will try to use him. Some will think they’re in control. They’re wrong. Kai isn’t here to play nice anymore. No more lonely nights. No more fantasies locked behind a screen. Whoever fits his taste—whichever one sparks that hunger—he’s going to take her. Slowly at first, then hard. Until she’s moaning his name, legs shaking, begging for more. One by one, he’ll build his harem. Not for power. Not for revenge. Just because he finally can. And because every single one of them is going to learn what it feels like to be claimed by a man who’s done holding back. Power. Women. Filthy, sweat-soaked nights that leave them ruined and coming back for seconds. This is his second life. And he’s not dying a virgin again.
erwinparker · 920 Views

the battle logs of the formation master

I finally got this idiotic thing working. I have been trying to get the Thought Logger to work for the last two weeks.  Well, I guess that I should not waste my time anymore and just introduce myself. (I don't know how long I can keep this activated.) My name is Anthony Sevenstars, and I am a formation mage.  I know, I know. It is rare to see formation mages associated with the guard corps. We guards are supposed to be diplomats first and foremost, as quick with praise as with threats. We are supposed to be as cool as a cucumber.  It is hard to imagine me as any of those. I am the guy you meet with when you have a fort to blow up. (How I got my position as a guard is a long story in itself.) I guess I should speak about the mission. I will be honest, I have not been able to learn much about the mission. (Don't blame me. I have been busy keeping our ship flying.) All I know is that we are dealing with the Snowwind Empire. Let's just say that some things have happened in the last year, and they are on the verge of becoming our enemies. All I know is, I am supposed to maintain diplomacy with them (I should manage this.), prevent them from becoming our enemies (this is something that I am dreading.). In the process, I might get to blow up a few of our enemies. (I will do this very well indeed.) Damn it, why is th.. Connec...... Brea.. No.. note 1- my publishing schedule is going to be Monday-wednesday-friday note 2- if you like my work, you should check out my patreon. i don't have any tiers ready yet but any membership will boost my motivation to work on this. this is my patreon link - patreon.com/tengen1410 note 3- I am significantly ahead on royal road webpage. so if you like my work you can go there and check out what is going on.
tengen1410 · 60.3k Views

Blood Syllables on Silver Ashes

"Some lives are born from the frozen silence of a grave." Vespera is a bloody paradox walking through the snows of Alberta. The only legacy of a cursed night where a vampire's cold poison and a wolf’s feral rage knotted within a dead human womb. She is a hybrid baptized by her mother’s final breath; she is the one who survived by sucking life from death. As an unbranded Omega, there was no place for her—not even on the dustiest shelves of this brutal hierarchy. Yet, Vespera’s eyes were never on the arrogant thrones of vampires or the blood-stained leadership of wolves. Her only dream wasthe small, fragile family she built with a handful of outcasts. She was naive enough to believe she could flee from her destiny; but in the lands ruled by High Alpha Varg, every escape was merely a red carpet rolled out for the predator. When Varg—the High Alpha of cold iron and silver wrath—found her in the darkness of the prophecies and the silence of her unawakened wolf, what he offered was not a rescue. It was a sinister bargain that touched the most intimate agonies of her soul.The High Alpha’s voice was as cold as a blade’s edge, yet filled with a lethal promise: "When the rhythm of that heart, born from a dead womb, begins to beat only for my name... that is when you will survive the true hell within my own heart, Vespera. Do not just give me your submission... Give me those bloody syllables that have never been heard before." As silver ashes fall one by one from the sky, Vespera must make a choice: She will either vanish as a silent syllable in the claws of a monster, or she will turn herunawakened wolf into a nightmare that will stain all of Alberta in blood. "Those born of death can only be sealed in blood."
SılaEbru · 665 Views

The World Chose Heroes — Blood Chose Me

“Free me from this bind that tortures me. If you do, I will give you my everything—Love that does not fade. Power that bends the world. Authority that makes others kneel without knowing why. Bring me back my freedom, and I swear—I will be yours completely." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Additional tags: #SlowBurn #NoNtr #NoBl #NoYuri Story Synopsis: Summoned to another world as “Heroes,” Akiha Kageyama, and his childhood friend Fumika Nakamura, are abandoned almost immediately thanks of their low Rank—left powerless, penniless, and forgotten in a world that values strength above all else. But Akiha is hiding a dangerous secret. Through a Blood-sealed Covenant with a sealed Primordial being, his body structure has changed. He is no longer fully human. Sunlight burns him, blood calls to him, and an invisible system watches his every step—offering overwhelming power at a terrifying price. Akiha is given a choice: slowly lose control… or form a Crimson Covenant that binds blood and soul, one that can only be formed through deep bons and trust, or else—the world would turns against him. Fumika chooses to stand beside him anyway. Together, they starts their journey as the lowest of the low—F-Rank adventurers—taking on menial quests by night, hunting monsters, gathering herbs, and struggling to survive in a world that doesn’t care about heroes who fail. Yet, beneath the quiet beginnings, lies something far more dangerous: a sealed queen of calamity watching with interest, a system that rewards obsession and sacrifice, and a bond that may turn salvation into damnation. This is not a story about saving the world. It’s a story about staying human—when the world, the system, and your own blood are trying to make you something else entirely.
TrulyWeeblyDeeply · 22.4k Views