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Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

After getting killed on the hands of the mighty nine-tailed fox monster, William found himself twenty years back in time. At this time, he was an eleven years old worthless kid, without spirit and weak spirit power. He worked as a porter in a famous academy, serving other disciples for living. But the one who returned back in time knew this wasn't the end of the world. William had ways unknown to many. So he'll train and get stronger, turning himself into the strongest spirit master in the world. Starting from such low point, he started his long journey towards being a real powerhouse. Despite using all his past life knowledge, he would be still faced with many challenges in the academy and in the world. Yet William will conquer them all. His main goal will be to not just be something in this world, but to grow beyond the limits he reached before in his past life. He wanted to get better prepared for the hideous and deadly enemy that killed him; the nine-tailed fox monster. In such world and time, he got many years to train and scheme for his revenge. He would never allow the past failure to be repeated once again. Join William's journey towards pinnacle and see how he crushes everyone else. ___________________________________________ Follow me on my social media: ++++Tiktok: @authorranmaro ++++Instagram: @authorranmaro ++++Facebook: /AuthorRanmaro ____________________________________________ It's written in UK English. It means words like 'Realized - Recognize - Meter' will turn into, [Realised - Recognise - Metre] And it's right English words not a misspelling or a mistake or something. Release rate: 3 up to 6 chaps per day.
ranmaro · 3.6m Views

100x Rebate Sharing System: Retired Incubus Wants to Marry & Have Kids

One learns the hard way how wrong this line actually is: 'Brains over brawn.' It all started when Viktor Redwood slaughtered ten thousand soldiers, outwitted the legendary Emperor Leo and his five mythical-class heroines, and put a bullet through his head in front of those heroines—all achieved using sheer intelligence. But even with all that, he lost everything, got too lazy to even care about anything, and was cornered by absolute strength—all while a corrupted incubus bloodline slowly awakened within him, warping his body with demonic features he could barely hide—leading him to decide to at least kill those heroines alongside himself in a boom. Only for him to regress back into his fat, powerless, and cursed body, starting again. This time, with the knowledge that his dormant bloodline will manifest again, transforming him piece by piece. The bad thing about all this? Now he's been thrown back to his worst day—the trial where his fiancée Elena—the one who put a blade to his heart just a moment ago—framed him. But even that didn't stop him from becoming the villain who made heroes bleed and heroines breed. Unlike last time, when he had thwarted her plans, this time he chose to exile himself to prepare an army of his children and wives. Viktor's got the 100x Ability Rebate System: enter powerful women, steal their abilities, multiply them by 100, and return them in bundles when they become mothers with a ratio of 100% to wives and 50% to children. And with a corrupted bloodline that changes his human self to Incubus as he use system—he will get to have a new identity as Householder Incubus. However, this time, the issue is a small twist—where, even with such an overpowered skill, he has been thrown into a wasteland with his loyal mid-thirties nanny, Helena. Will a weak baron with a cursed bloodline slowly transforming his body be able to create his own army and become the Emperor?
Idiocrat · 2k Views

Dragon Ball Super: Goku's Harem Plan

‎The air was still, the sky a vast canvas of blue stretching endlessly above the quiet landscape. Whis, the angelic guide and mentor, hovered gracefully in mid-air, his usual playful demeanor replaced by an uncharacteristic seriousness. His piercing eyes locked onto his student, Goku, who stood firmly on the ground below. ‎ ‎"Goku," Whis began, his voice calm but carrying a weight that made the Saiyan warrior pause. "Do you truly desire more power than what you already possess?" ‎ ‎Goku didn’t hesitate. His answer came almost instantly, fueled by the burning passion that had driven him his entire life. "Of course I want more power! I need to get even stronger!" His fists clenched tightly at his sides, his muscles tensing as if ready for battle. His face hardened with determination, his eyes meeting Whis’s gaze without flinching. ‎ ‎Whis chuckled softly, though there was no humor in it this time. "Oh my… Goku, this path will cost you greatly. Are you truly ready to ascend beyond Ultra Instinct?" ‎ ‎Goku’s resolve didn’t waver. "Yeah, I am. Come on, Whis— just tell me what I need to do to break through my limits!" He brought his hands together in a pleading gesture, his voice filled with urgency. ‎ ‎For a moment, silence hung between them. Then, Whis’s expression shifted. His usual playful tone vanished, replaced by something colder, darker. His staff—always at his side— disappeared in an instant. Before Goku could even react, Whis had moved, reappearing behind him in the blink of an eye. ‎ ‎"Listen carefully," Whis said, his voice now icy. "To grow stronger, you must let your desires consume you completely. You must… fuck as many people as you can. Their energy, combined with yours, will help you shatter your limits once again." ‎ ‎Goku’s eyes widened slightly. His face remained serious, but a flicker of hesitation crossed his mind. "What about Chi-Chi?" he asked, his fists still clenched. ‎ ‎Whis sighed. "Her energy is the reason you’ve come this far. But now… she can no longer produce the same power as before. She’s grown old, Goku. She’s given you two children. Her energy alone won’t be enough anymore." ‎ ‎Goku’s jaw tightened. He didn’t speak, but his mind raced with thoughts of his wife, his family. ‎ ‎Whis continued, his voice softening slightly, though the coldness remained. "New threats are coming to Earth, Goku. And I fear… Ultra Instinct won’t be enough to stop them. When that time comes, neither I nor Lord Beerus will be able to help you." ‎ ‎Goku took a deep breath. "I understand," he said finally. ‎ ‎Whis placed a gentle hand on Goku’s shoulder. "Don’t be angry. Don’t be sad. This is the only way. I’m sorry." ‎ ‎For a moment, Goku stood in silence. Then, suddenly, his expression changed. A wild grin spread across his face. "Are you kidding me? If Chi-Chi’s energy helped me get this far, then imagine the power I’ll have with a harem of my own!" ‎ ‎Without another word, Goku blasted off into the sky with explosive speed, the sheer force of his takeoff shaking the ground and sending tremors through the air. His house and the surrounding area trembled in his wake as he vanished into the distance, ready to embrace the dark and twisted path to ultimate power. ‎
YoungRuler1 · 531 Views

An Extra’s Rise in an Eroge

Arthur, an avid gamer, accepts his friend’s dare to beat an infamous eroge game that no one has ever completed. The problem? The game is designed to trap players in endless smut scenes, with every decision leading to the same outcome: more smut scenes, world destruction and game over. After countless failed attempts and growing frustration, Arthur takes to the game's community forum, venting his anger at the developers. To his shock, he receives a cryptic response from the developer challenging him to find a different ending. Moments later, Arthur is pulled into the game itself, awakening in the body of an unremarkable extra. Arthur finds himself embodying the very lifestyle he once despised—fooling around at every turn and getting swept up in the woman's seductive temptations. Can Arthur resist the game’s temptations, uncover hidden paths, and finally break free? Or will he become yet another player lost to its endless scenes? or he will do both? Follow Arthur’s journey for a fresh story filled with humor, plot twists, and concepts you won’t find elsewhere. This novel includes incest, so if that's something you're uncomfortable with, you may want to avoid it. [Warning: Mature content R-18 ] Tags:- Harem, Op Mc, smut, romance, Milfs, Virgins, Netori, Succubus, Vampires, Elves, Princesses, Gilfs, Demonesses, Angels, Goddesses, Dragons, Phoenixes, Dryads, long seggs scenes, System, and many more. Release Schedule & Support: Chapter Releases: 2 daily chapters, each with 1k+ words. Support & Bonuses: I'm newly contracted and part of the win-win program! Privilege purchases, gifts, golden tickets, power stones, collections, and especially comments are greatly appreciated and keep me motivated. Give this a try—it’s a story that promises surprises at every turn, as long as you make it through the beginning!
Sensual_Sage · 1.6m Views

My Gluttony System: I Devour God-Tier Talents

‎Brett died looking at the wrong thing at the wrong time. a stupid, meaningless end to an unremarkable life. ‎ ‎He wakes up as Kyrie in a body that was never meant to be mortal, in a world where Victorian empires run on steam and ambition, where warrior races prove worth through combat, and aristocrats with prophetic abilities play games with futures yet unwritten. ‎ ‎A voice in his head calls itself the Gluttony system. It whispers about fragments scattered across dimensions, memories he must recover, and a destiny written in divine sacrifice. ‎ ‎Even as he grows stronger, he becomes less himself. Possessing powers that feel ancient, hungry and unstoppable. Powers that've been waiting to reclaim what was always theirs. ‎ ‎The world is dying. Dimensional barriers crack as monsters born from despair tear through the threads between realms. ‎ ‎Nations stand at odds on the edge of war. And the very fragments Kyrie needs to survive are the very seals holding back an apocalypse. ‎ ‎He didn't ask for this power. He doesn't crave godhood. But the universe has never cared what mortals wanted. ‎ ‎Brett wanted to survive. Kyrie has no choice but to devour. ‎ ‎In a world where identity is currency and power is everything, the only question that matters now is when the last fragment slots into place, who will be left to answer for what he's become? ‎ ‎------- ‎ ‎I  Adapt,  Consume, To  Transcend. ‎ ‎
NullExistence · 11.2k Views

The Chosen One: Necromancer with the Strongest Trait

That day was supposed to be mediocre. I woke up thinking it was finally my time to carve out my own life. I didn’t wish for anything godly or broken, just something good enough to live a comfortable and honest life. I never expected to awaken anything remarkable, certainly nothing that could compare to the gifts of geniuses from noble or influential families. After all, I was just an orphan, a nobody with nothing to show. I went to the Awakening Ceremony fully prepared to receive a mediocre profession. As for awakening a Trait… I never even considered it possible for someone like me. That’s how it should have been. I stood before the Awakening Crystal, my palm resting lightly against its cool surface. The moment I touched it, a surge of spiritual energy rushed through my body, making my heart pound and my thoughts blur. The sensation was surreal, almost euphoric. And then, a voice echoed within me: [You called to the forgotten souls, and their whispering chorus answered.] [The dead shall heed your call, and the silence of souls shall respond to your will.] [The fallen shall rise once again.] [You have awakened the Unique Profession: Necromancer.] That was the day all my beliefs came crashing down. The day that marked the beginning of my unstoppable rise toward invincibility. The day I took my first step toward domination, for I would trample any and all beneath my unattainable and absolute power. For I possessed the strongest Trait of all. The stronger I became, the more truths of the universe I unveiled, truths about who I was and what I was meant to become. And with every step, it grew clearer. I was the Chosen One.
RebornXUndead · 736 Views