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Survival, Dragons, and Other Poor Life Choices

The Second Chance He Didn't Ask For Knox Ashford died on Earth, hit by a truck while carrying a coffee he didn't even want. After spending over a year as a walking ghost following his girlfriend's fatal overdose, it was almost a relief. Waking up in Shadowfen? That was the complicated part. Reborn as a lesser demon in a murder-swamp where everything wants to kill him, Knox gets a System, a 12% survival probability, and absolutely no instruction manual. Armed with gallows humor, half-remembered survival shows, and spite, he starts learning the hard way: which water won't poison you, which monsters you can outrun, and how to sleep in a tree hollow without being eaten. Then he finds the egg. A dying Shadow Dragon hatchling, abandoned and alone, her loneliness mirrors his own so perfectly it hurts. Knox saves her by pouring everything he has into their bond, and suddenly he's not just surviving for himself anymore. He's a parent to a tiny, fierce dragon who tries to eat his boots and trusts him absolutely. With help from judgmental fairies, a living swamp that might be a goddess, and a dragon who thinks everything is either food or a toy, Knox begins building something he thought he'd lost: a home. A family. A reason to keep going. But Shadowfen has noticed him. And when an ancient dungeon calls, promising power he desperately needs, Knox must choose: stay safe in the home he's built, or risk everything for the strength to protect it. Five weeks in hell. A complete transformation. And the discovery that broken things can be reforged into something stronger. What started as survival becomes legend. A LitRPG progression fantasy about grief, found family, and a man learning that the opposite of depression isn't happiness, it's purpose. Featuring: a demon who can't say no to feature requests, a dragon with attachment issues, fairies who weaponize interior design criticism, and enough emotional damage to fuel an entire power system. Perfect for fans of Dungeon Crawler Carl, Beware of Chicken, and Primal Hunter, if they had more therapy and beard-based comedy. ┬┴┬┴┤ ͜ʖ ͡°) ├┬┴┬┴ Will post daily! Powerstones and comments welcome... I’m watching you, and I’ll adjust accordingly. ┬┴┬┴┤ω・)
BoredBerserker176 · 16.6k Views

Desire's Vessel: My Lewd Reincarnation

Immediately Zaja’s meat met the air of the open, it spurted out a thin, small sprout of precum. A testament to his willingness to engage in obscene acts with this scrumptious woman. “Thornhill son… its even bigger that my husbands…” Elyria said with wide eyes the size of a healthy citrus. ----- Zaja was reborn not with sword or sorcery, but with something far stranger—a lewd system that transformed him into the vessel of the lewd god Dazzai. Once a man broken by betrayal, he now had the chance to rise again, and he swore his revenge would be as twisted as his new powers. At the center of his ambition stood his arrogant boss, whose voluptuous mother Zaja vowed to claim and fill with countless children as the ultimate act of retribution. Yet immortality came with a cruel price. Though unkillable, Zaja could only heal his wounds and sustain his life by drinking breast milk or female cum, linking his survival to acts of intimacy. To make matters more dangerous, the system reshaped his body into a living sex inducer, radiating desire with every breath and touch. Even his release became a weapon of transformation, a delicacy capable of enhancing beauty and granting any woman he lay with the strength of a peerless warrior. Armed with these obscene yet irresistible powers, Zaja set forth on his new path. What others might call a curse, he would wield as both blade and shield, carving vengeance and pleasure into the world that once scorned him.
OtterlyRidiculous · 32.2k Views