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My Hive Mind System: Rise of The Nuxali

Alexander was an ordinary game developer—overworked, overlooked, and forgotten. His latest project was meant to be nothing more than code: a hive-minded alien race driven by endless hunger, evolution, and ruthless survival. Then he woke up in an unfamiliar world, as a member of the very race he had created. Reborn as a Nuxali, a hive species ruled by queens and bound by genetic assimilation, Alexander finds himself trapped within the system he designed. Weak, small, and powerless within his mother’s swarm, he must survive under the iron will of a cruel Queen and adapt to a body that feeds, evolves, and dominates through consumption. This world does not reward mercy. Cannibalism is the path to survival. Evolution is law. And obedience is enforced through pain. Yet Alexander possesses something no other Nuxali has: a human mind capable of understanding the rules of evolution, the limits of biology, and the hidden potential of the system governing their existence. As alien suns rise over savage savannas and the swarm grows stronger through blood and biomass, Alexander begins his silent ascent. He will endure. He will learn. He will evolve. And when the day comes that he no longer needs to bow— The hive will change forever. What You Can Expect A hive species that does not evolve from insects (they are a panther-like species) Multiple intelligent life forms on the planet A system that does not grant power, but allows you to observe and measure progression Carefully designed, not easy evolution Civilization building Posting Schedule 5-6 new chapters each week on patreon. Public release: 2-3 per week.. Patreon is 20+ chapters ahead. P. Name: Dominion Overlord
Dominion_Overlord · 53.6k Views

Evolution With The White Lizard:Through Cultivation

Deep within a primeval forest where spiritual energy saturates the air, a colony of white scale lizards survives in a hidden cave. One of them is different. Not larger or stronger, but touched by something unseen—a glowing interface only it can perceive. A voice announces the awakening of the **Evolution System**, rewarding the lizard for feeding with mysterious Evolution Points. At first, growth is subtle: sharper awareness, faint curiosity, and adaptations that allow it to survive beyond its primitive instincts. When sunlight first assaults its eyes, the system intervenes, evolving its vision so it can witness the vibrant world beyond the cave. The forest is no sanctuary. Humans—beings of higher intelligence and ruthless ambition—hunt and kill within its depths. When a dying cultivator attempts to steal the lizard’s body through a forbidden soul extraction technique, the system reacts, cleansing the intruding essence but leaving fragments of human memory behind. The lizard inherits echoes of another life: concepts of technology, knowledge, and mortality. With understanding comes hunger. The corpse of the fallen human becomes its first significant source of power. Evolution Points flow as it consumes, enabling mutations to its teeth, organs, and scales. Each enhancement reshapes the lizard, transforming it from a fragile creature into something stronger—something capable of surviving in a world ruled by cultivators and predatory beasts. Awakening after its transformations, the lizard discovers it has grown larger and denser, now the size of a small chick. It is no longer just a cave dweller. It is evolving. But evolution is not mercy. It is change. And in a world where power defines existence, the question remains: What will the white lizard become?
Thanks_Hello · 667.9k Views

I became so good at Deepwoken that i started parrying in real life too

Gun Seren spent the last two years of his life mastering one thing: Deepwoken. Five thousand hours. Hundreds of wiped characters. Thousands of fights in the Depths. Among the chaos of monsters and drowned horrors, his Vantablack Godseeker build, Drake Eshet, had finally become perfect. Gun didn’t just play the game. He lived it. But in the middle of another night of Depths ganking, the world freezes. His internet dies. And a message appears on his screen: “The Towers Have Appeared.” Across Earth, colossal towers pierce the sky on every continent, bringing with them a mysterious system of Nexuses, Classes, and Floors filled with monsters. Humanity is forced into a new era where the only path forward is to climb, grow stronger, and survive. Gun doesn’t care. He just wants to log back in. But when he reconnects, his character—his two years of work, memories, and victories—is completely wiped. His perfect build is gone. And the towers appeared at the exact moment it happened. To Gun, that means only one thing. The towers stole Drake Eshet. Now he’s going to take everything from them. As the world begins testing people to awaken their Nexuses and Classes, Gun enters the system with one advantage nobody else has: the instincts of someone who has already spent thousands of hours surviving brutal combat. While others rely on their powers, Gun relies on something far more dangerous. Perfect timing. Parries. Reaction speed. Combat instincts honed in the merciless Depths. In the American Tower, where climbers struggle to survive even the first floors, a new name begins spreading among the hunters and monsters alike: A climber who treats life-and-death battles like PvP. A fighter who wins without flashy abilities. A player who climbs the tower the same way he dominated the Depths. And this time, when Gun Seren reaches the top… he isn’t stopping until the towers themselves are wiped.
JohnDeepwoken · 34.2k Views

Dungeon Of Greed

[Dhruv, Welcome to The New World.] [You have awakened the following authority.] - Dungeon master - Greed [Authority ‘Dungeon Master’ is compatible with ‘System’. Do you want to upgrade it?] [Yes/No.] ****** For all intents and purposes, Dhruv should’ve been dead. He was a mercenary with a simple goal—to fill his own stomach and feed those close to him. What he didn’t know was that the same people he called family would one day turn their guns on him and shoot him, over a mysterious black cube. Except he didn't stay dead. The strange black cube dragged him back from the edges of hell and threw him right into the NEW WORLD. Awakening in a world brimming with magic, monsters, and mysteries that kill at a glance was nothing like he imagined. Follow Dhruv as he tries to build the most powerful dungeon—while being hunted by both heroes and monsters alike. With both churches and cults on his trail, will Dhruv survive or die a dog’s death once more? Welcome to the Dungeon of Greed. ◈ What to expect ◈ [+] A beep boop Litrpg system we all come to love and care about. [+] No AI involved in the writing… The cover is made by it tough. [+] Tired with all the harem and only want to read about men fighting… ahmmm!! Well, this is for you. [+] Daily uploads | 2Ch | 1000-1200 Words | [-] The first 20 or so chapters are somewhat slow to improve the worldbuilding and lore of the world. I would love for you to read at least 30 chapters before deciding… is it your cup of tea or not? [+] Say with me Greeeeeed is Gooooood Thanks for Reading :]
Banteee · 101k Views

Evolution: From Calamity To Accursed Calamity

In a realm forged from the collision of two universes, existence is a meat grinder. Spanning dozens of galaxies, this "Great Link" has become the primary theater of war for the cosmos' most formidable factions. Here, Divine Entities fall by the thousands, their deaths fertilizing the soil for new ascendants in a relentless cycle of slaughter, carnage and greed. But from the friction of this chaos—the gore, the death, and the broken laws of physics—a new lifeform emerged: The Calamity. To the outsiders, the Calamities are not people; they are living ore. They are hunted for their essences, consumed as nourishment, or broken into servitude. While most are mindless beasts of destruction, a rare few are born with souls and intellect. They are the prey that knows it is being hunted. In a forgotten corner of this sprawling graveyard, a Rank 1 Calamity is born. He is the weakest of his kind, a flickering spark in a storm of divine-tier predators. He awakens with nothing but a primal directive: Ascend or be consumed. Yet, buried within his frail form lie three anomalies—illogical, reality-warping abilities that defy the established power scales of both universes. In a world where "strength" is measured by the bodies of fallen divines, one weakling must test the limits of his broken gifts. Can a creature born of chaos bring order to a realm of divine greed, or will he simply be the highest-quality resource ever harvested. ——— ——— Note: The MC is indeed born with strong abilities, however that doesn't mean those abilities will make him insanely stronger from the start! No, instead to become strong and peerless, he would have to work for it, and suffer for it! Only then would he be worthy enough to be called.. ——— ——— Power Stones—250—1 Chapter Golden Tickets—50—1 Chapter [For both, effects stackable up to 5 times] ——— Gifts— 1000 Coins—1 Chapter! 5000 Coins—5 Chapters! 10,000 Coins—10 Chapters! 15,000 Coins—15 Chapters! ——— ———
Ainzzol · 160.1k Views

Thread of the Unchosen

"The heavens opened, and a thousand prayers ascended to find their thrones. But for one, the sky remained leaden, and the only answer was the lengthening of their own shadow." … They speak of a world spun from chaos— a realm beating with the pulse of the dead and the living alike, each ordained by the gift that shaped their existence. Power was not won. It was bestowed. Every soul awoke to a calling. Every calling carved a purpose— etched into destiny before the first breath was taken. Except one. Born beneath a sky that refused to recognize its existence. A reject among the chosen. Mocked by the world for his emptiness, until he embraced the void— and the shadows that welcomed him. But silence listens deeper than sound. And in that stillness… something finally spoke back. A voice forged of cold logic. It offered not salvation— but function. He reached for the light, not out of devotion, but to silence the hunger that knew no shame.   And the world shivered, unaware that this choice, was the first thread pulled from the tapestry of fate. And thus began the fracture. Through a system that whispered in a language no living mind could bear, he etched himself across the spines of countless timelines— and feasted upon every doubt ever cast upon him. The world shuddered. Its laws unraveled like threads from an ancient loom. And when the sky finally screamed, it was no echo of the cosmos, nor lament of the gods— but the bellow of him. The one who rose from the hollow of silence. The one who taught creation itself the terror of being consumed. The tapestry has torn. The loom is silent. And in the heart of the original dark, a pair of eyes—unblinking and starved—has finally opened. The feast has begun.
TwoFish · 14.3k Views