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After Death is in a world full of mysteric creatures, some are non-intelligent whereas some are intelligent and become cults, one side tasked with controlling such creatures

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There is a girl I love, beyond measure, her name whispered in my every prayer. I sacrificed everything for her, and now I depart, my final act dedicated to her. In a realm beyond this life, if our souls should meet once more I pray earnestly for one thing—may the Divine decree that we never again walk the same path. Then why? “Excuse me? If you're done, can I use the tap?” Why did our path across again? If our fate was predetermined, why had I been granted this second chance? Why!? Why was I transported back to the past!?

In the Kingdom of Fiore, magic is everything. After a mysterious tragedy leaves him with nothing, five-year-old Albion Ebonveil finds himself dragged into the infamous Phantom Lord Guild—a place where strength determines your worth and weakness is met with cruelty. Surrounded by dangerous mages, violent rivalries, and children forced to grow up far too soon, Albion must learn to survive in a guild that was never meant to raise a child. Along the way, he forges unlikely bonds with those around him, uncovering the truth behind his mysterious Innate Magic, the secrets of the Ebonveil Clan, and the darkness hidden within himself. This is not a tale of an overpowered hero. It is the story of a broken child struggling to find his place in one of Fiore's darkest guilds—where every battle, every friendship, and every choice shapes the person he will one day become.

“Doing the wrong thing for the right reason… never ends well for anyone.” Seven great races ruled the continent of Eldarion. Humans weren’t among them. To the world, mankind was nothing more than background noise, as insignificant as a breath of air, as laughable as a failed joke of creation. A race with no promise. No power. No future. Tyler was born into that world—a world where every “hero of humanity” was fated to fall before they could rise. So he abandoned the path of heroes entirely. He chose the road stained in shadows. He chose the power no sane soul would touch. He chose to become a demon— not for glory, but for survival. His purpose was simple: Ascend to become the strongest of the demons. Stand as a monstrous shield when the true invaders finally tear into their continent. And he succeeded. He rose higher, darker, and stronger than any being before him. But power has a price. A price he only understood when it was far too late. For in climbing toward salvation, He became the very abomination he once swore to destroy— The Desecrator. And the world whispered: “There is no lesser or greater evil. There is only evil.” Yet a more profound truth lingered in the dark: “Because sometimes, only one Evil can devour another.” *** Discord - https://discord.gg/nQEBsk3ZGX *** #Yandere_MC #Complex_Characters #No_Harem #Dark #Rare_Bloodline #Magic #Slowburn #Fated_Love #Demons #Dragons #Otherworlders #Runic_Sorcery #Evil_FL

Some call it the “Age of the Supernatural.” In the ten years following the advent of this era, various superhumans emerged like mushrooms after the rain. Based on the different levels of power these individuals displayed, the nations of the world classified superhumans into five tiers. However, after being injured, Li Dong’s qi sense weakened drastically, making it difficult for him to use martial arts. Although his physical abilities still far surpass those of ordinary people, he has regressed to the “1st level.” Li Dong retires and returns to his hometown, only to find his fiancée with another man… #NTR #Netorare

Zerin, a boy without a place in anyone’s heart, grew up in an orphanage. Life wasn’t great, but he couldn’t complain; others had it far worse. Unknowingly infected with the Spell, he was cast into a blood-soaked land, where he claimed divinity for himself, receiving the Aspect: Lord of Veins. (This story is purposely different from the original Shadow slave Novel. I am new to writing so expect things to spiral out of control, I am aiming to improve so expect mistakes.) Thanks for Reading!

#Lord of Mysteries Fan Fiction. Old Title: Lord of Mysteries: Reuniter of the Stars! -------------------------------- The stars shimmer; under their gaze, all things are laid bare. A starry hall capable of convening the Great Old Ones and Outer Deities. Hastur Campbell, a fallen noble, his legend begins with the Black Emperor pathway. He is the symbol of chaos and order! He is the Lord of Order! He is the origin of all laws beneath the starry sky! He is the Reuniter of the Stars (Gods)! -------------------------------- The cover picture is not mine~~ ---------------------------- Hello Everyone! A new translation! ----------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/6Wshbcsnh5

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A generic Isekai story with no other redeeming qualities. Death is often the end of all things, a stop to the train known as life. That is common sense. But what if it wasn't?

"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?”

Through the Sky Screen’s broadcast, Kaito summons heroes from other worlds and wields strange tools to twist reality itself. With the system he embraces the art of deception—fabricating half-true, half-false futures that even the wisest cannot ignore. Pirates, Marines, and Celestial Dragons alike are forced to accept these visions, no matter how absurd, as if stripped of every defense. In this false future, Buggy the Clown emerges as a nightmare reborn. After twenty years of secret training, his Devil Fruit awakening is said to hold enough power to shatter the Red Line. Former Shichibukai rally to his banner as sworn brothers, and even the Marine’s legendary hero Garp is proclaimed slain at his hands. Behind the laughter hides a vast conspiracy, one that threatens to upend the balance of the world itself.

"His father taught him to never yield. The heavens taught him otherwise. Gen is the son of the Invincible Immortal Jiang, raised on absolute power and absolute pride. In a world where cultivators command reality through the six Wheels of Destiny, Gen's unbreakable will made him a prodigy—and a fool." "When celestial enforcers descend to punish humanity's arrogance, Gen's world of security shatters in a single day. Cast into a desperate five-year mission to prevent annihilation, he charges forward like the arrogant genius he's always been—turning allies into enemies, pushing his closest friend Liang into the arms of the corrupt Dark Wheels, and treating the end of the world as his personal proving ground." "A duel with A being that should have killed him. A betrayal that cuts deeper than any blade. A defeat so complete it cracks his soul in ways cultivation cannot heal. For the first time in his life, Gen can't fight his way out."

Neva and Rhett, two young souls find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael, a man with a heart of thorns, yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world, as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages, one after another, gathering a tale where faith and love and grace wins against the doubt and hatred and sin. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain, pretending to be the hero.

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.

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

In the vast expanse of the Andromeda galaxy, an alternate Earth spun on its axis, scarred by the fires of the Fourth World War. Every nation had poured its strength into the conflict, and every nation had broken. Militia status was stripped from them all in the aftermath, their armies dissolved under the weight of mutual ruin. For reasons lost to the chaos of those final days, the planet itself was renamed Planet Vaelion. From the ashes, the world was restructured. The land divided into nine continents. The old countries retained their names and borders, their cultures and peoples, yet true political power shifted upward. Sovereignty now rested with the continents themselves. Only nine militaries remained in command, each overseeing vast territories. No single country held its own forces. The old flags still flew, but the chains of command answered to continental authority. Two thousand years passed. It was now 2000 Aww4 — two millennia After the Fourth World War. The scars of that ancient cataclysm had faded into history, myth, and uneasy peace. On Planet Vaelion, amid the rebuilt continents and lingering shadows of the old order, the story of Akshat Aether began. The purge was coming. And with it, everything would change once more.

In a city built on light, monsters don’t hide in the dark — they wear suits. Darian Veynar is New Aether’s golden hero. Cameras love him. The public worships him. His sponsors call him “proof of hope.” But heroes are built on sacrifices. When an old friend dies holding back a nightmare beneath the city, Darian survives — and the world calls it courage. Now he’s trapped inside a machine of propaganda, corporate warfare, bloodline politics. The story keeps changing. And Darian is starting to realize— He may not be the hero. He may be the lie.

Elara Hale has spent twenty-three years invisible within the powerful Silvercrest Pack—unmarked, unmated, and forgotten. But when her chosen mate rejects her during the Blood Moon Gathering, an ancient bond awakens, reaching across the mountains to Kael Thorn, the feared Alpha of Blackridge. Drawn to a woman he cannot explain or ignore, Kael discovers a bond that defies everything he knows about fate and mates. As Elara uncovers the truth behind her forgotten existence, she must face the power hidden within her—and the reason the Moon Goddess kept her secret. She was never forgotten. She was hidden.

[1,0] ;' man who told the world he would catch fireworks , a being was prophesised , a bitter being who would rain down vengeance of a thousand years . The cycle of revenge would end because the prophet would enact all atrocities there would be to commit , as nothing would rectify this divine cruelty about to transpire on earth. ' [0 , 1 ] ;' As if the gold falcon would let this happen .'