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After being transmigrated to the world of Fate/Type Moon, he became Shirou Fujimaru, who had not experienced the baptism of the Fuyuki Fire and had not lost his memory or his original name. He did not want to change his surname to Emiya, much less be baptized by the fire of the Sant Grail; Shirou wanted to live . But things did not go as planned, and Shirou discovered that this world was destined to be burned by human reason. Fortunately, as soon as he crossed over, a colossal screen materialized before everyone, announcing future spoilers: "He has appeared in the Type Moon universe, the world is shaken, and the throne of heroes has been violated! Kotomine Kirei: "The true happiness I seek is Mapo Tofu, this... turned out so pleasant!" Matou Kariya: "It's all Tokiomi's fault!" Mordred: "Shirou, if you want to be with my father, you must go through me first!" Illya: "I've finished reading the story of King Arthur. What is the relationship between Arthur and Mordred? Father and son? Father and daughter? Mother and son? Or mother and daughter? Knights of the Round Table: "..." ---

Butterflies drink tears to harvest sorrow, but who comforts the one who wrote the sorrow? Gazelle was a writer who built worlds to escape her own traumatic past, but when she wakes up inside the very fiction she did not create, she realizes her mind has become her cage. In this realm, the butterflies are cursed witnesses, the forests are untamed, and the characters she penned have gained a terrifying consciousness. Raven, who was supposed to be a mere figment of ink and paper, is now alive—and he knows his creator. He is broken, angry, and undeniably real. But he is not the only one who has awakened. The ruthless Morgan family, the tyrants, are hunting the "Gazelle." They know that capturing the author means controlling their fate, and they will spill blood to rewrite their endings. Forced to rely on the survival skills of a childhood she hated, Gazelle must navigate a world where reality is fracturing. Trapped between a creation that resents her and a love that shouldn't exist, she must answer one question: Can she survive the story she did not even start, or will the characters write her end? * "This is not a love story. This is life."

In a world that is normal but tragic, Grey Nirmala walks around that world, chained by the past. But everything changes when a mysterious power chooses him and the people around him. But is it really a mystery or something more than meets the eye? Something that will change the worldview of the boy with golden eyes who saw nothing but destruction. Will he awaken into something more and find who he truly is? Or will he die while trying? Nones fate is decided. Anyone can live and anyone can die.

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." ________________ PS:- Schedule:- 2 Chapter/Day for now. Make sure to add this novel to your collections and give reviews if you like it :)

Westeros is a graveyard for heroes. It’s time for a professional to take the throne. Reborn into the brutal world of the Seven Kingdoms, he wakes up with two things no one else has: a modern mind and knowledge of the bloody future. He knows the Starks are doomed by their honor. He knows the Lannisters are rotting from the inside. And he knows that while the great houses play their petty games for an uncomfortable iron chair, an army of the dead is marching to kill them all. He isn't here to play the Game of Thrones. He’s here to break it. Armed with foresight and ruthless determination, he will forge a new path through the chaos. He will unite the realm—whether by diplomacy, gold, or fire and blood. The winter is coming, but so is he. The Seven Kingdoms don't need another schemer. They need the True King.

Reborn as a mortal, Lin Ye, a former Heaven General, abandons the path of glory to walk the forbidden Demon Path. With only his mind and centuries of knowledge, he manipulates the invisible ledger of the world, subtly bending fates without a single strike. Shadows stir, rivals watch, and the ledger itself quivers—one man’s quiet strategy may change the fate of all.

This story is about Kaito Yanagi — a kid born quirkless ‘or so it seems’ in a world that quietly teaches you that being powerless means being less than. He grows up watching his sister train her awesome powerful quirk. Watching his brother become everything a hero should be. A missing dad with a shady past. It’s a slow burn—a story about what it means to be a hero when you have nothing to show for it This one’s for the siblings, the supporters, and the ones who protect from the shadows. I hope you’ll stick around to see where Kaito’s heart leads him. This is a story about what it means to be a hero. ——◆——◆——◆——◆——◆——◆——◆—— It's been a minute. Like, a year or two kinda minute. I’ve missed writing, and MHA has always had a grip on my brain, so I thought I’d jump back in with something a little more…easy. Fair warning: this is a slow and steady kind of story. More about the journey than the destination, with updates aiming for once a week as I find my rhythm again. Let’s see how this goes.

Synopsis: After his farm is reduced to ashes, David Newman abandons the lawless underworld in search of a new life in the megacity of Cor Marshall. There, his hope for a fresh start is shattered when he encounters his cousin unrecognizable, bearing the marks of a system that has fundamentally altered human life. David is drawn into a confrontation with the system and his own fears, where the question is no longer how to change humanity, but whether anything human remains to save. His faith becomes both his source of strength and his greatest vulnerability.

Daemon Blackfyre, the legendary rebel who tried to seize the Iron Throne, dies in a hail of arrows—only to wake up 100 years in the past. It’s 97 AC. The Targaryen dynasty is at its absolute peak, and the devastating civil war known as the "Dance of the Dragons" hasn't happened yet. Daemon isn't a king or a conqueror here; he’s just a forgotten orphan in the royal family tree. He still has the heart of a rebel. Drawn to the most dangerous, untamable beast on Dragonstone, Daemon bonds with The Cannibal—a dragon notorious for eating its own kind. Now, armed with the wildest dragon in history and future knowledge, he stands face-to-face with his legendary ancestors: The Rogue Prince (Daemon Targaryen): Young, arrogant, and dangerous. The Old King (Jaehaerys): Crushed by the weight of the crown. Rhaenys: The Queen Who Never Was, watching with ambitious eyes. Daemon Blackfyre spent his first life trying to tear the kingdom apart. In this second life, he has to decide: Will he let the House of the Dragon burn itself to the ground as history intended, or will he use his fire to forge a new path and save his family from themselves?

In Elyria, a planet where 1000 fragile moons orbit the sky like eggs of sleeping gods, a mistake could crack one of them and destroy entire continents. Abraham, an ordinary young orphan with a pathetic power level, lost everything in his childhood: his parents in a lunar crack, his grandmother and brother murdered by a Shadowhunter. Rescued by Mahina Yoshida, who became his adoptive mother, he vowed never to be weak again.

In the kingdom of Collapsus, where kings are seen as God-Touched descendants of the First King—a mortal who slew a deity—the birth of an heir should be a time of unwavering stability. Yet, the arrival of Prince Leo, born with golden hair but no apparent magic, becomes the catalyst for silent turmoil. King Reynard, a pragmatic and accessible ruler who has long defied the remote divinity expected of his station, finds his reign challenged not by armies, but by whispers. The powerful noble clans, kept in check only by the king’s strength and the feared power of his loyal cousin, Duke Michael, begin to see opportunity in the prince’s seeming ordinariness. Desperate to secure his son’s legacy and quiet the doubts in his own heart, Reynard makes a fateful gamble: he takes the boy on a sacred pilgrimage to the Tomb of the First King, seeking a divine sign. What happens within the ancient mountain sanctuary will change everything. The king does not return. Only Leo emerges, alone, clad in ancient linen, his eyes now holding the twilight of ages and his bearing transformed by a solemn, unfathomable bargain. Told through the eyes of Alistair, the king’s devoted and politically astute right hand, Collapsus: The Golden Heir is a story of love, sacrifice, and the crushing weight of legacy. It explores the tension between divine mandate and human vulnerability, as a kingdom is left to navigate a dangerous new future with a child on the throne who is no longer just a boy, but a living mystery—and the only key to a vanished king’s final, devastating choice.

Arjun was an ordinary nobody—until a prophecy from another dimension claimed him. Now, he is the only thing standing between our world and Tormaan, a demonic Asura warlord fueled by the corrupt essence of supreme dark matter. From the shadows of the cosmos, the immortal "Dark Sage" Shukracharya pulls the strings, seeking to plunge both the earthly realm and the celestial heavens into eternal night. To save humanity, Arjun must cast aside his mortality and ascend. He isn't just fighting a war; he’s claiming a throne he never wanted. The era of the humans is over. The era of the God-King begins.

A recurring nightmare afflicted Khan's nights since the Second Impact. His dreams replayed the scenes of the crash of the Nak's spaceship, an alien race that the humans had defeated five hundred years ago. Khan's life had turned upside-down after the tragedy. His mother had died during the incident, and the Nak's toxic mana had infected him. His father had managed to save him, but they ended up losing their home and name in the process. The nightmares wouldn't let Khan forget about the Nak, so he decided to join the Global Army and learn to wield mana. He had to put an end to those dreams, even if that meant hunting down that alien race through the stars. ------------------------------------- Follow me on Twitter: https://twitter.com/EoCNovels Instagram: eocnovels Discord link: https://discord.gg/fNsPwXMP7P

After failing to survives a sinking ship Oswald Yorick now found himself reincarnated into another world filled with supernatural elements. fascinated by it he now aims to recreate the mythological creatures and legends in his past to this world, but forces unknown from the south found his attempt to be a disturbance in their world and will release an onslaught of obstacles in his paths.

DEATH'S LEDGER They called him the weakest hunter alive. An F-rank necromancer whose skeletons crumbled to dust, whose every dungeon run ended in failure. When his entire party was slaughtered in an A-rank gate, the world needed someone to blame—and Kael Mors was the perfect scapegoat. Executed for a crime he didn't commit, Kael's last words were filled with venom: "If I could do it again, I'd let you all die." Death heard him. He wakes six months in the past with a contract burned into his soul: collect one hundred deaths, and true power will be his. But this isn't simple resurrection—every life he saves becomes a debt, and when those debtors die, their souls belong to him. Forever. His pathetic skeletons can now evolve into legendary undead. His betrayers will serve him in death. And the world that abandoned him will learn to fear the name they once mocked. But every soul claimed is erased from existence. No afterlife. No reincarnation. True oblivion. One hundred deaths stand between him and freedom. The question is: who will he sacrifice to pay the price?

"I'm not giving up! Even if I have to break your legs to drag you back here, I'm bringing you home!" "Hmph. My foolish little brother... you're still as naive as ever."

#WSA2026 Light?It was always something we depended on to see within the world but that has changed. What is one supposed to do when the world is engulfed by darkness? Giving us no choice but to adapt to the world we once knew. People turn into monsters, light ceases to exist, and yet I'm left here with no idea on how to move forward. I'll never forget the woman who gave me that direction to follow. A woman with beautiful long white hair, shining brightly under the moon is all I can remember. "Rise above them all. Become the strongest and you'll never have to fear the dark." her voice echoes. I'll become the strongest... If that's what it takes to survive this hell.

patreon.com/Monoru Growing up dirt poor, David only had one skill, coding. After dedicating years to make a strategic assassin game, David was still in poverty. Years after the game was released, no one could beat it, and it was deemed impossible. One day David decided to start a livestream of him killing all seven royals, and beating the game. But he never expected to be transmigrated into it. [Welcome! Would you like to begin the tutorial]

Adrian’s life is supposed to end. Bound by a blood-soaked pact with a demon, he watches his family fall and his own death approach—until a mysterious accident lets his consciousness escape into a fragile child’s body. The child holds powers he does not understand, secrets he cannot yet read, and a presence silently waiting beneath the surface. As Adrian struggles to survive, he discovers forbidden knowledge buried in ancient books, uncovers night-born powers that respond to his fear and anger, and fights to protect his younger brother from a fate spiraling into darkness. Every choice fractures destiny further, and the demon’s shadow grows closer. When fate finally breaks, something long sealed begins to stir. A new power awakens in the night, and a story centuries in the making begins to unfold.

WARNING!!! -Explicit and Dark Romance- For years after Livana lost her sight, she lived in the gilded cage of her family’s expectations—engaged to the man chosen for her, confined to the shadows while he managed the empire her mother left behind. But blindness didn’t make her powerless. She heard everything. The whispers in the other room. The treachery in her fiancé’s voice. The betrayal woven into every conversation with her cousin, all caught by the devices she secretly planted. She had a plan to escape—one she’d crafted meticulously. Until her sister proposed something far more dangerous. Involve the Blackwells. Their family’s most hated rivals. The ones Livana had been raised to despise. And the man her sister suggested? *Damon Blackwell.* The arrogant bastard who had tormented her since childhood. The same man she’d once—*against her better judgment*—ended up in bed with after being drugged and set up. The idea was reckless. Madness. But the thought of burning her engagement to Knox to the ground, of watching her father and stepmother’s fury as she tied herself to their enemy? Delicious. What she didn’t expect was Damon’s obsession. He was ruthless. Unhinged. Exactly what she should have anticipated from the heir to the Blackwell mafia. But Livana was no damsel. If he thought he could control her, he was wrong. She had her own games to play. And this time, she wouldn’t be the one losing.