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A Necromancer's Guide to Clearing a Game Like Tower

Dublin, 2130. 18-year-old James Ganner has nothing—no money, no future, no escape from the slums that killed his father and broke his mother. Then the System activates. [You have been selected. Choose your designation: Challenger or Civilian. Selection is permanent.] James chooses Challenger. He enters the 72-hour Tutorial where 80% die. Against all odds, he survives and receives the rarest class in existence: Necromancer. But survival was just the beginning. [FLOOR 1] [Mission Type: Kill 15 Hobgoblins] [Failure Condition: Death] James raised his hand, black energy coiling around his fingers. [Skill Activated: Soul Drain ] The dying hobgoblin convulsed as dark tendrils ripped the life from its body, feeding his mana pool. [You have killed Hobgoblin Warrior] [Progress: 1/15] The tower doesn’t care about heroes or villains. 300 floors. No backtracking. No second chances. Death is permanent. Every floor demands blood, and James’s necromancy feeds on corpses—the more he kills, the stronger he becomes. His goals are simple: escape poverty, punish the uncles who stole his inheritance, clear the tower, and uncover the truth behind why the towers appeared. In a world where only the ruthless survive, can a slum kid with nothing but cold determination and an army of the dead climb higher than anyone before him? The tower rewards only one thing: those who refuse to stay down. discord> https://discord.gg/Tm5kJuXzf
Mr_Raiden · 933.4k Views

Reborn as a Chaos God in Warhammer

They thought they were logging into the ultimate sci-fi VRMMO. They had no idea they were the unwitting champions of a starving, newborn Chaos God. [Welcome to Epoch 40k: Mecha] The developers promised glorious mechas, interstellar colonization, and a grand sci-fi epic. Instead, players are dumped into a rotting nightmare where the tutorial involves dodging Ork raiding parties for scrap metal, and the local NPCs chant religious litanies just to repair a rusty tractor. Behind the curtain, however, a newly awakened Chaos God named Lucian Sanctus is desperately pulling the strings. Sitting at the absolute bottom of the Warp's food chain, Lucian needs to harvest emotional energy to survive. But feeding openly means drawing the ire of the established Chaos Gods—especially Slaanesh, as he knows she would love nothing more than to devour a fledgling deity before he can become a threat. His brilliant, desperate solution? Summon gamers from Earth. By disguising a grim, unforgiving reality as a virtual sandbox, Lucian can safely gorge himself on their gamer rage, triumph, and gacha-induced despair without the Emperor or the Chaos Gods noticing a thing. Armed with a total disregard for their own lives, a terrifying penchant for exploiting bugs, and a deeply questionable moral compass, these "players" have formed the Red Dawn guild. The galaxy might be a decaying cesspit, but they have sworn to fix it... or accidentally establish a brand-new galactic empire trying.
AHumanMadeMOFO · 2m 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 · 4.7m Views