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As A Mafia Boss, I Refuse To Be An Extra

In the year 2350, Earth changed forever. Portals tore open across the skies, unleashing monstrosities no human had ever faced. But with the monsters came awakening – humans gained power, ranks, and a status screen that defined their place in the new world. Two centuries later, power no longer belonged to politicians, but to the awakened. Damian Valcor, a bored 15-year-old, only cared about passing the entrance exam for an academy. But on the eve of the results, his life was overturned when he awakened the memories of his past life. A past life where he was not an ordinary man… But a ruthless mafia boss. To his shock, the world he now lived in was nearly identical to a novel he had once come across in his previous life. Although he remembered the world, he didn’t remember any of the characters of that novel. But he was sure of one thing. Damian Valcor was not one of the main characters. He was just a random Extra. With underworld cunning, ruthless ambition, and the knowledge of what lies in the future for this world, Damian must make sure to protect his loved ones, the loved ones he never had in his past life. He will make sure to snuff out the existence of any being who dared to endanger them. But for that… He needs to rise as the one pulling the strings. And to do that, he needed… Power. "Power isn’t granted, it’s taken – and I’ve had a lifetime of practice." ________________ Schedule:- 2 Chapter/Day for now. Make sure to add this novel to your collections and give reviews if you like it :) Discord:- https://discord.gg/5PxSMfSUhJ
Whispering_Sloth · 2.8m Views

Becoming My Dream Pharmacist! 【夢の薬剤師になる!】

Becoming My Dream Pharmacist! - A Chance To Relive Modern Life - Book Description There are moments in life when the sky seems too far away to touch, when the distance between who you are and who you wanted to become stretches out like an endless winter night. Akio Hukitaske understood this distance all too well. At thirty-two, he had become a ghost haunting his own existence, a game designer lost in Tokyo's luminous sprawl, where neon signs painted false promises across rain-slicked streets and convenience store lights hummed their lonely lullabies until dawn. The deadlines came and went like seasons he'd stopped noticing. Hollowness had carved hollows into his heart that he'd learned to ignore, the way you ignore a distant ache that never quite fades. Somewhere along the way, between the caffeine crashes and the blue glow of countless computer screens, he had misplaced something precious: the dream of a kid who once believed he could heal the world's pain, one prescription at a time. That child wanted to become a pharmacist. That kid believed in hope. But dreams, like distant stars, grow dimmer when you stop looking up. Then came that night—the kind of night where snow falls silently over the city, blanketing everything in a strange, suspended peace. Drunk and stumbling through an alley beneath that endless winter sky, Akio encountered something impossible: a stranger with eyes too calm, too knowing. Before understanding could catch up with fear, there was the cold stab of a needle against his neck, and then, Darkness. When Akio opened his eyes again, the world had shifted on its axis. His hands were smaller. His room wore the familiar-unfamiliar face of a childhood he'd left behind. The mirror reflected a truth that shouldn't exist: the face of a fourteen-year-old kid staring back with thirty-two years of exhaustion behind his eyes. A mad scientist's experiment. An impossible regression. A second chance wrapped in the bewildering gift of youth restored. Now Akio must walk again through the halls that once witnessed his slow surrender, armed only with the weight of everything he's learned and lost. Every classroom whispers with ghosts of choices unmade. Every friendship carries the shadow of knowledge he shouldn't possess—the adult grief of an adult trapped in a body too young to hold it all. The pressure of expectations, the cruelty of adolescence, the suffocating routine of a society built on exhaustion—it's all here, waiting to break him again. But this time, something is different. Among the ordinary chaos of teenage life, Akio finds himself surrounded by people who refuse to let him disappear. Together, they become the constellation that guides him back toward something he'd forgotten existed—not the erasure of past wounds, but the courage to carry them forward. The understanding that healing isn't about becoming someone new; it's about learning to forgive the person you were. Becoming My Dream Pharmacist! is a story about the quiet weight of regret and the trembling possibility of redemption. It exists in the spaces between realism and surrealism, where modern life's crushing despair collides with the impossible second chance Akio holds onto. And sometimes, if you're given a chance to try again, that's enough to make the sky feel within reach once more. RATED: MA15+
Shyzuli_Lolz · 68.3k Views

GAME OF THRONES: AEGON THE AVENGER

Lightweight system) (Slow-heating) Aegon travels to the world of A Song of Ice and Fire and becomes Aegon Targaryen, who shares the same name. Good news: He possesses the bloodline of the Valyrian Dragon King and can ride dragons. Bad news: I didn't transmigrate into Aegon the Conqueror who conquered the Seven Kingdoms, nor into any of the Targaryen kings in history, but into "Little Aegon"—yes, the one who got smashed against a wall by the Mountain and had his head split open. To make matters worse, the Targaryen dynasty had already fallen, and a usurper had ascended the throne in King's Landing. He could only drag his broken body and rely on the system to stay alive as he fled to the Narrow Sea. Aegon thought he was getting a tragic and heartbreaking script, but what happened? Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully checked in at the Valyrian Ruins and received 1 chance to win a prize. Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the Golden Legendary item and obtained King Ghidorah (juvenile form). Aegon stared in astonishment at the grotesque three-headed beast on the system screen: "Wait... is this art style right?!" When the shadow of a three-headed dragon, obscuring the sky, swept across King's Landing, when the chaotic Seven Kingdoms were reunited under the dragon's wings, and when usurpers and traitors were reduced to ashes in the flames, the maesters who wrote the Targaryen Chronicles bestowed upon him the title "Aegon the Avenger" after Aegon the Conqueror.
Gk1808 · 1.9m Views

KEBARUKE HUNTER: Legacy of the First Era.

In a world where the night is not a sanctuary, but a slaughterhouse, the Moon is a god of execution. While the common people hide behind the "Silver Seals," a ancient race of monsters known as Kebaruke—born from a forbidden alchemical accident—stalk the shadows. But they have one fatal weakness: the very moonlight that guides them also burns them into white ash. Oolka was a simple girl until the night the Upper Sun Kebaruke decimated her village, leaving only her and her brother, Kgreko, alive. But Kgreko has changed. His hair has split into shades of purple and black, and a hunger grows within him that only blood can satisfy. To save his soul, Oolka must allow a cold-hearted Master to bind her brother’s jaw with a Steel Prayer Seal and teach her the forgotten Arts of the blade. Carrying the mysterious Triangle Mark of the legendary first slayer, Yortaka, Oolka joins the Hankure—an elite group of warriors hunting the King of Kebaruke, Izan. Alongside a wild boy raised by foxes and a girl obsessed with the speed of Heaven, Oolka must navigate a path of fire and frost. But as Izan grows desperate—slowly turning human due to a traitor’s injections—he unleashes his ultimate weapon: Ailiska, the 8-eyed King of the First Era, and Oolka's own blood-ancestor. In a world where the moon is a weapon and history is a lie, Oolka must master the First Art before the rotating castle of the enemy crushes the last of the human spirit.
Jawaid_Khan_0103 · 47.7k Views