tragedy

Xu Yang died.At least,that was supposed to be the end.When he opened his eyes again,he found himself lying in a cold forest,his body covered in wet black fur.He tried to move,but froze when he saw four small paws in front of him.He was a cat.Not just any black cat—a low-level cat demon inside a cultivation novel he had once read. A novel he never finished. Before Xu Yang can even process his new life,a cold voice suddenly sounds in his head. [System activated.] "...What?" [Host has been assigned nine lives.] Xu Yang blinks. [These lives are not blessings.] His smile disappears. "...What do you mean?" [Every life has a destined death.] "Excuse me?" [Death is mandatory.] Xu Yang stares into the distance. "Then why give me nine lives?!" [You may ask again after your first death.] "That's even worse!" And that's how Xu Yang discovers his new life comes with one very unfair condition: He is not allowed to live. Every life has a different path.Every death brings him closer to something he cannot yet understand.And every time he awakens again,the world changes in ways that shouldn't be possible. People forget him. Memories disappear. Events occur that were never written in the novel. Even the System begins behaving strangely. [Warning.] [Original storyline deviation detected.] "Can you fix it?" [No.] "Can you tell me what's happening?" [No.] "Then what are you useful for?" [Survival assistance.] "I'm starting to dislike you." [Acknowledged.] Unfortunately,the System is the least of Xu Yang's problems. The cultivation world is full of sects that hunt demons,immortals who hide their own secrets,and forces that seem to know more about his fate than he does. And somewhere along the way,Xu Yang realizes something is terribly wrong. His deaths aren't random. Someone or something is making sure each life ends exactly when it should.But fate makes one mistake.It leaves Xu Yang with the ability to choose what he does before he dies.So he starts changing things.One small choice then another.Until the story he once knew becomes unrecognizable. And the System gives him a final warning: [Host.] [You were never supposed to survive this long.] Xu Yang looks at the road ahead. "Then I guess Heaven should have written a better ending." Nine lives.Death is guaranteed. But Xu Yang has never been very good at following rules. First time writing fantasy story! Hope you enjoy:)

"Immortality? That can be lonely. And in the end, everyone will die. It doesn’t matter what you do to escape it—sooner or later, all shall taste death. It is already written; it’s only a matter of when and how. But glory… glory is the answer. Glory will outlive flesh and bones. Glory is what we should strive for, not immortality." ~~~~ Robin Burton was a young man who grew up with everything anyone could ever hope for: immense talent in cultivation, a sharp mind, and a wealthy family that would stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything—except the will to make use of it. "Why should I walk the same path as my ancestors? Why must I seek strength just to defeat one rival or compete with another? That is not what I was born for!" --- “…Heh\~” Robin let out a long sigh. “Pursuing power was never my goal. I left my family and secluded myself to escape those pointless struggles for authority. I wanted to explore the universe, and to explore myself first… yet time and again, I was dragged into devastating wars. I wanted to benefit people with my knowledge and immortalize my name, yet worlds fell and hundreds of billions died because of me. Ironic, hah?”

Listen to me closely. Never, and I mean NEVER, leave a hate comment on a game forum right before you die. My name used to be... well, it doesn't matter. I was a 34-year-old salaryman who died in the stupidest way possible. How? I got slapped to death for grabbing a high school girl’s "assets". Wait, hold on! Don't look at me like that! It wasn't my fault, okay? My hand just moved on its own! It was just a tiny, split-second intrusive thought! Come on, you guys reading this—don't act like saints. You’ve had those dark urges too, right? You’ve wanted to grab something forbidden at least once in your life, right?! RIGHT?! Anyway, she slapped me. So hard my soul literally ejected from my body. I thought that was the punishment. I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I was in [Legends of Valtheris]. Yes, that trash game. The one with the cliché plot where the world ends because some teenage students get their hearts broken. And the worst part? I didn't become the Hero. I didn't become the Villain. I became Revan von Alstaire. The background character. The loser. The guy I literally insulted online five minutes before I died. I called him a "Simp" and laughed at his "Tiny D*ck." Fate is truly a comedian. Now, I’m destined to be the bullied lackey of the future Villainess, Sylvia von Vespera. The game script says I should lick her boots, accept her abuse, and die with her like a loyal dog. Screw that. Remember my last comment? "Revan is such a loser! Tiny dck! If I were you, instead of bowing down, I would squeeze her boobs and own her completely! Garbage character!" Well, it seems God took that personally. Fine. You want a show? I’ll give you a show. I won’t be a simp. I won’t filter my words anymore. I’ll let my intrusive thoughts win. I’ll turn this trash plot upside down—even if I have to slap every "Genius" in this academy to do it.

What would you feel if the last remaining happiness in your life—your sweet, clingy dear sister—was murdered right before your eyes by a few worthless scum? By some bastards who shouldn't even exist in this world? I felt rage. Hatred. At them But more than that… I hated myself. Truly. Why? Because I couldn’t move. Paralyzed from the neck down, I could only watch as she died, as her blood spurted on me. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t fight. I couldn’t even crawl to her, while her eyes were turning dull. Ah~ now they turned to me. Guess they are going to kill me too. But I don't want to die, at least not when they are alive. I've learned something in this time. In this apocalypse... weakness is a sin. The greatest sin. Here, no rights protect you. Not like they protected us before the apocalypse. No one comes to help you. Friends, neighbours, relatives. NONE. Strength. Personal strength is the only authority that truly matters in this new world. And, If you think this is where my story ends—you’re wrong. Because, [Regression possible: Yes/No?] Guess this is my cheat. I will return. Stronger than before. And I will DEVOUR everything that stands in my way. So then… sayonara, readers. "Yes, I accept." *** 300 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter [Note: Contains taboo relationships. No NTR, No Yuri, and 18+] This is my first novel, so it probably won’t be perfect—but I’ll keep getting better as I write. Give your reviews on this so I can improve where I have to. [Note: The story will be slow paced and I'll take my time to give all the characters their time to blend into the story.] [Note: There won't be R18 stuff from the start, so don't come here expecting hot scenes from the first chapter. It will take some time before I focus on that.] [Most Important Note: There will be yanderes. Lots of them.] Character Illustrations are in the Discord. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/kGKAaexz4P

In ages past when hope was spent and low, All creation stood bound within its quiet repose. Then did Reality tremble from a boundless might, And the earth quaked across the starless night. A star descended from the vast beyond, And bound reality in grief's most tragic bond. It stole the future in its greedy plight, Yet wept in secret at the ruined sight. With painted smiles it played a gentle part, And strove to heal each broken, wounded heart. Yet the star never found the words to seek amends, The answer on the tip of its tongue which it couldn't transcend. Its guilt endured, a weight upon its boundless soul, Awaiting forgiveness from the broken world. Wherefore to him whose destiny it had reft, It turned to mend the soul that it had left. The Bereft was lost, struggling with his blight, Yet the star became his new, endearing light. Until at last the end drew near, And to eternity the star must steer. In passing through the void it set things right, Returning the future it had plight. No soul recalled the star from then on, Save for the Bereft… whose longing was not gone.

A scientist who had never believed in the supernatural had encountered an unusual experience that has begun to make him question reality. However, through an unnatural encounter he unravels strange ideas and hidden secrets of the universe that spiral him down into madness. With his mind and ideas, he paves his way to unravel such mysteries and learns more about the world that he had previously seen as insignificant. Will he be able to accomplish what he set out for? Or will the madness take over him before it is too late?

A Dark Fantasy Saga of Betrayed Gods, Cursed Bloodlines, and the Children Who Would Rewrite Fate. From the Pen of Archivist Maren of Hollowmere, Keeper of the Fractured Record. Before the Silence, there was a Song. The world hummed with magic. Death was not an ending, but a gentle transition guided by immortal beings called the Grim, who shepherded souls through the Veil like gardeners tending a beloved garden. Then the Menancers came. Ten of the most powerful mages in history, drunk on ambition and terrified of oblivion, forged a weapon that could bind a Grim to flesh. They ambushed Elian a gentle, starlit shepherd who loved the world more than his own existence and tried to force the secrets of immortality from him. They broke him. But they could not control what they unleashed. Elian's dying act was not to destroy his tormentors. It was to wound the world itself—bleeding its magic dry so that no one could ever wield enough power to unmake creation. The Age of Radiance ended in a single, sorrowful sigh. Now the moon burns violet. Monsters crawl from dungeons that breathe like living things. And children are being born with strange, luminous eyes violet, silver, amber, and rarer colors still. The mages, desperate to hide their guilt, call these children Curselings. Grim-Spawn. Enemies of humanity. The world hunts them. Liora, a girl with storm-colored eyes, escapes a mage's prison to save her friends—and pays the ultimate price. Cael, a boy with one gold eye and one silver, builds a sanctuary from the ruins of a forgotten castle and vows vengeance. Veyne, a child raised in darkness by ghosts, speaks to the dead and chooses to become something more than human. They are not cursed. They are the world's only chance to heal a wound that has festered for centuries. But the mages will burn the world before they admit the truth. "Battle of the Grim" is a sprawling dark fantasy of sacrifice and survival, where the line between hero and villain is drawn in the blood of innocents and the key to salvation has been branded as the enemy.

In a world where everyone possesses powers, only a few are extraordinary. Ryouto is one of them. On a journey filled with trials, heartbreak, and secrets, he must rely on strength to find his path, intelligence to uncover the truth about his family, and a heart strong enough to defy fate and overcome the cruel destiny the heavens have forsaken him with

Jacob Steve, an Old Man, died at 116 after living a whole life. But Jacob always had a dark side, which he always suppressed and hid from others. However, in the later years of his life, when death was inevitable, he understood there wasn't any point in having wealth, knowledge, or desires if you couldn't have a life to enjoy them. He became obsessed with fabled immortality and devoted his remaining life to extending his fleeting lifespan, but just like any other, he failed. However, he mysteriously got another chance at life and found a way that led to fabled immortality. But he was also forewarned that the way led to it was filled with blood and darkness! In the end, Jacob chose it anyway with no way of going back, and it was also the start of his suffering and his icky, brutal journey toward the 'Immortality' he wanted so badly! ______ Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7qczHNvFK

[Warning: Some content in the novel may be upsetting to some readers. Contents include injuries, sickness, mental health, intense medication, fight scenes, and intense gore. Lastly, this novel is a semi-reality dark fantasy trope. Read at your own risk.] Chapters and Release: Release days: Everyday Release time: 3pm UTC Status: Unedited. (Will edit after main story conclusion. Specifically from the start.) *** Synopsis: A fifteen-year-old schoolgirl happens to find herself approached by a strange woman after a rough day—who happens to know her plans on running away. Astonished, she tried to interrogate, but ended up getting dragged into another universe and another world. There, she finds out that experiments are being ran on fourteen other candidates set aside for her. Being the last candidate, she is told that she might be the first one to face demise. But she is determined to find out what is up with this facility. Eventually, she comes across an astonishing fact—that this whole world and setting is similar to that of a book she read during her younger days. And the protagonist happened to be her own cousin, who also killed her at the near end of the novel. *** (Prologue) Listen... No one is judging no one here. And so am I. The world has been cruel these days. Being modern means being rude to people on the street who are below your rank—That is what they believe. I find this all frustrating, why move with a state of mind that could as well kill you someday. You don't know if this person is a lawyer, a far relative, a doctor, a politician. But you already get the gist, don't you? And like any other teenagers my age, I really want to run away from all this. It's not like I am an orphan or from a poor household. I am from a family which is a standard class in economical terms in this world. And yet, I want to run away. Haha! Anyways. I did succeed. I wonder at what cost? I am away from all that hostility of course... But now I am in another world. Not reincarnated. Not transmigrated to another body. I am with my own soul in my original body, but in another world. This world... is weird. Thinking back, I remember reading a strange book when I was young. This book actually speaks about this world. I am a character there. Funnier thing, I don't know what is up with it either. It appears to me that the writer decided they want to see the 'live-action' version of it. So now... I am the actor playing my own character.

Volumes I-IV are complete. Volume V is in progress! Queen Bee may have lost to Mongrel in the Dreamscape, but that is not where her story ends. Nor is it where her journey began. Get a deeper glimpse into the waking world of Shadow Slave through the eyes of one of the Dreamscape's top duelists. Special thanks to Guiltythree for all his help with the lore. I appreciate your time very much! Also thanks to Nonsensefree, the story's content editor. You made my life much easier. Thank you! Cover art credit: Noerurenren

"Sorry, you need one hundred billion Emotion Points to revive." Lu Qiuyun: "???" ["Persona Compilation" function activated. Host, please use your 10,000 starter Emotion Points to create your initial personas.] Lu Qiuyun: "Hehehe~ Players of Teyvat, get your tissues ready!" Adhering to the principle of "the fewer Emotion Points spent, the more Emotion Points gained," Lu Qiuyun immediately used all her starter points to create seven personas. - She is an orphan from the snow mountain whose cries attracted "the Wind," which escorted her to Favonius Cathedral. Though she is the only one who can communicate with "the Wind," she is also the one who despises it most. - She is the Child of the Ocean, brought to the harbor by the waves, and considered a treasure of Liyue. Brilliant and resourceful, she uses contracts to help people, yet the Geo Archon deems her "untrustworthy." In Inazuma, she is a "discarded puppet" who has awakened to self-awareness. Constantly plotting to overthrow the Raiden Shogun's tyranny and establish her own domain, she fights to protect the people... - Title: 原神:我用马甲发刀,送玩家温暖 Author: Arivce TLed by SpyTL

“A married man, a foreign star, and a love so deep it summoned wings from the heavens —Ramish, a 32-year-old married man with three children, lives a life of silent longing, his heart carrying a secret it can never confess. Across borders and beliefs stands Richer, a 25-year-old Thai actor, whose charm has unknowingly ignited a love so deep it transcends distance, time, and destiny. As fate orchestrates an unexpected meeting, the two souls are drawn together in an emotional storm—where unspoken desires meet unyielding realities. Love, forbidden yet pure, grows between them—woven with mystical elements, heartfelt poetry, and the pain of knowing that some connections, no matter how powerful, can never find a home in this world. Will Ramish find solace in Richer’s presence, or will his love remain a beautiful wound—eternal, unhealed, and unforgettable? A tale of longing, destiny, and the unseen magic of hearts that dare to love beyond limits. This is the story of everyone who loves deeply but sees no hope of their love ever being returned. Even if they dare to confess, love does not always come back in return. Yet, they continue to wait for a miracle—hoping that the one they love might one day love them back.

For decades, humanity has lived in a world that isn't quite what it seems. Since the Great Awakening of 1952, magic, monsters, and people capable of supernatural feats have existed beneath the surface of ordinary society. And while most people remain blissfully unaware of the hidden world around them, eighteen-year-old Cyrus Moore is about to have that ignorance ripped away, whether he wants it to or not. After a devastating accident leaves him on the brink of death, Cyrus awakens to something impossible: a power he never knew that existed within him. Suddenly thrust into a world of sorcerers, supernatural creatures, secret organizations, and dangerous mysteries, Cyrus discovers that surviving is far more complicated than simply learning how to control his newfound abilities. Every answer seems to uncover another secret, and every step forward draws him deeper into a conflict that has been unfolding long before he was ever made aware of it. With enemies lurking in the shadows and allies whose true intentions aren't always clear, Cyrus must learn who he can trust while struggling to understand what is happening around him. But the deeper Cyrus ventures into this hidden world, the more he realizes that his awakening may not be all that it seems. Something is changing. Reality is beginning to crack at the edges. Old mysteries are beginning to surface. Dangerous forces are moving in the shadows. And the boundary between humanity and the supernatural is becoming increasingly fragile. Cyrus wanted an escape from an ordinary life. Instead, he awakened to a world where magic is real, monsters are hunting, and the greatest danger may be the truth waiting to be uncovered. The awakening has begun, and reality will never be the same….

Reborn into a world ruled by curses, Elena awakens with no memory of her past life and a fragile existence in a kingdom where cursed humans are feared and hunted. A chance encounter with a charming stranger named Dante pulls her into a dangerous web of mysteries surrounding cursed individuals and forbidden power. But as fragments of her lost memories begin to resurface, Elena discovers a terrifying truth. The origin of the curse is tied to an ancient evil she once fought… and failed to destroy. Her search for answers leads her into the royal palace, where she begins working to uncover the truth behind the kingdom’s darkness. Only to realize too late that the man she came to trust as Dante… is actually the ruthless Prince of Valdemor, a man whispered to be a heartless killer. And worst of all, he may be the one person she was never meant to love. Excerpt She glanced at Dante, who was quietly staring at the distant horizon, as if the world itself had momentarily stopped demanding anything from him. “Can I ask you something?” Elena said softly. He turned at once. A faint smile touched his lips. “You can ask me anything,” Dante replied gently. “I would be happy to share whatever knowledge I have of this world with you.” Elena let out a quiet laugh under her breath. “Enough with your clever replies, Dante,” she said, shaking her head. “I’m not interested in the knowledge of this world…” Her gaze lingered on him for a moment longer than she intended. “I’m interested in you.” For a split second, Dante’s eyes widened. Then, just as quickly his expression broke into a slow, knowing smile. “Elena…” he called her name deliberately, almost teasingly. And it clicked. The meaning behind her words settled between them like a quiet trap. Her eyes widened. “You... don’t twist my words!” Too late. Dante let out a soft laugh, clearly enjoying her reaction. “You idiot,” she muttered, embarrassed, sending a light punch toward his arm. “Ow…” He rubbed the spot, feigning pain. “That was surprisingly violent.” Elena cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. “I meant… I want to know you,” she said more seriously this time. “Who you are. Where you came from. How you learned to fight like that. I know nothing about you, Dante… nothing except your name.” The playful air between them faded. Dante’s smile slowly disappeared. What replaced it was something Elena had never seen before. Quiet, heavy, and unreadable. “I understand your curiosity,” he said softly, “but I’m afraid I can’t satisfy it… not yet.” “Why?” she asked immediately. Silence lingered for a moment before he spoke again. “It’s complicated,” Dante said. Then, more firmly, “But I swear this on my life that I’m not here to hurt you.” Before she could react, he reached for her hand. His fingers closed gently around hers. Warm. Certain. Unmoving. Elena froze, her breath catching slightly. “I care about you, Elena,” he said, voice lower now. More serious. “More than I probably should.” His thumb moved slowly over the back of her hand, as though grounding himself in the moment. “And I’ll do everything I can to help you whenever you need it.” A faint pause. “Maybe soon…” he added, gaze softening, “you’ll figure out who I am.” His eyes met hers again. “You’re smart, Elena. Smarter than any girl I’ve ever met.” The air between them thickened, quiet and heavy, as if the world had stepped back to watch without breathing. Dante reached up slowly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. His touch lingered for a second too long. Neither of them moved away. His eyes stayed on hers. Too focused, too close, as if something unspoken was pulling him in. And for a moment, he couldn't resist...

"When you think everything is going well, the world will flip you the middle finger." __ A successful author. After living an ideal life ... a loving family, amazing friends, a stable job, and a bestselling novel that made his name known across the world .. he suddenly finds himself reincarnated inside his own story, written by his very hands. And worst of all... inside the body of the weakest villain ... Frey. A third-rate villain doomed to die in the earliest chapters. A worthless scumbag with trash talent ... hated by every other character in the story, with no redemption in sight. But he refuses that fate. He rejects the entire world. This author doesn't need the cliché of a second chance — he already lived the life he always wanted. "Spare me the second chance nonsense. One chance was enough. I’m the one who created this world… and I’ll be the one to destroy it if I have to. I will return — to my world… my family… my life. No matter the cost." Driven by a burning desire to return home, Frey begins his journey through a merciless world, one where his fate has already been written by godlike beings. And as if the world hadn’t played enough cruel tricks on him, it granted him a strange system .. one that toyed with him endlessly. Complete knowledge of every event in the novel, and the ability to create any talent or power he wished. They seemed like overwhelming gifts... but were they truly? how far can he go… and what will become of the world he once created? ... ... discord: https://discord.gg/uNrXRgS3Xb

In a world where life was not just sustained by the rhythmic pulse of an organ. Where way more was asked for to remain. A kingdom was grieving the loss of a princess, as 2 siblings were grieving the loss of a sister. One was conscious but banned from attending her funerals while the other one was unaware and busy fighting the same ending. Two siblings fighting the same system that put their family, their people and their positions of monarchs at risks. One rejected the system entirely, while the other was slowly consumed by her faith in the power it held. Both were surrounded by allies who believed in their cause, yet remained exiled far from the homeland they once called theirs

Alternative Title: Villain's Saviour, Game Over Again Lin Ji’an, a modern master chef, never expected to wake up inside a dog-blood BL cultivation novel. Worse, she transmigrated into the role of the "vicious cannon fodder", the crossdressing Third Young Master destined to humiliate the future Villain and die a miserable death by his hand. Her mission? Simple. Feed the starving slave boy and the future villain, Xie Wangchen, fix his broken body, and make sure his "Blackening Value" doesn't hit 100% and destroy the world. She beats up the arrogant Heir, face-slaps the evil Stepmother, and cooks her way into the Villain’s heart, purely to survive, of course! But as they head to the Celestial Sword Sect, Lin Ji’an realises something is wrong. She thought she was raising a cute, obedient little brother. She thought she was just a "straight bro" helping him out. She thought the main plot’s protagonists would chase the original MC. So why is the Villain looking at her with eyes darker than the abyss? Why is he threatening to cripple anyone who smiles at her? And why are the original male leads suddenly lining up to taste her cooking? Lin Ji’an: "I’m just here to cook and survive! I’m straight! And I’m a girl!" Xie Wangchen, who was sharpening his sword, looked up with a smirk tugging in the corner of his lips, "Luggage? No. You are my world. And I never let go of what is mine."

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Living a normal life is boring, but I was happy with what I had. Even when I spent most of my life in regret and misery, I lived because I had someone that I loved dearly. And that said someone took my life... But fate had different plans for me... As if death wasn't enough for me. As if the gods were mocking me. I got reincarnated into a hardcore romance game that I used to play. That too when the prequel game that I played the most ended twenty-five years ago. A game where death is everyone's mistress. A game that people either liked or hated too much. Now reincarnated into the body of the Villainess's son. I became someone that I hated the most... "Hahaha..." I laughed at my own misery. As if that too wasn't enough, I also became the slave of someone else's desires. Now, one might say a mother is a mother even if the world sees her as a Villainess. But what if your mother is the very incarnation of evil? That your mother is the hurdle that you have to overcome? What if your mother is the very reason you might die? Gentleness and love are the last things one could expect from her. "Hahaha..." Again, a hollow laugh escaped my lips as the realization dawned on me. That I have been... Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son... =============================== [Discord link:- https://discord.gg/jNtu38eAnM]