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F Grade Healer Becomes Strongest Biomancer

【WSA 2026 Entry】 ════════════════════ Birth of the Biomancer: Mio was the worst healer in Tokyo. F-grade, dead weight—her party kept her around out of pity until they did the math and left her bleeding in a ruined cathedral. Something ancient was waiting there. It offered her a Class that devours its hosts—a path of power that claimed the lives of the three Biomancers who came before her. Mio said yes anyway. She’d already felt the sting of a slow death; what was one more monster in her veins? Now pain is currency, death is fuel, and the hunger grows with every kill. The Bureau wants a weapon. Her sister wants her home for dinner. Mio agreed to both. In a world of Systems and Dungeons, power isn't a gift; it's a trade. And Mio is finally ready to pay the price. ════════════════════ What This Is: [1] This is a progression fantasy with system elements, but the system serves the story, not the other way around. Expect meaningful numbers, not stat spam. [2] Romance is not the focus. Mio has bigger problems. But expect a slow-burn later down the line! [3] The story gets dark, but it's earned. No grimdark for shock value. ════════════════════ Schedule: 1-2 chapters daily @ 10am-2pm CST | Chapter Length: 1,000-1,500 words ════════════════════ Powerstone Goals: 100 = +1 chapter 250= +2 chapters 500= +3 chapters 800 = +5 chapters ════════════════════ Author's Note: This is my debut contracted work, born from a love for progression fantasy where power isn't a gift; it's a trade. I’m committed to seeing this journey through to the end. As long as you guys keep reading and supporting, the chapters won't stop. Let’s see how high the price of power goes. ════════════════════ Support Me: Collections, comments, and reviews keep this alive! ════════════════════ #weak_to_strongest #female_lead #mass_awakening #dark_fantasy
musuyin · 18.7k Views

Arcane Weapon Online

Malachi was a gamer who spent most of his time in front of his computer. He enjoyed all kinds of games—adventure quests, role-playing journeys, strategy battles, simulations, fantasy worlds, and action-packed realms filled with magic and mystery. When he participated in a company’s beta version of a new game from ArcanePixel, a studio known for producing massive worldwide games, he didn’t hesitate. The offer alone was too good to ignore, especially since it promised cash rewards for every participant. During the briefing, the company explained that this wasn’t just an ordinary game. They were testing something revolutionary before its global release. Instead of using a controller, console, or computer, players would wear a special VR headset that connected directly to their minds. Their consciousness would enter the game world, allowing them to experience everything as vividly as real life. But there was a warning. Once inside, players wouldn’t be able to leave until the final boss was defeated or until the game officially ended. Until that moment, their bodies would remain asleep in the real world while their minds stayed inside the game. Malachi wasn’t the only one who accepted the offer. Hundreds of gamers also participated. Each player received an Arcane Weapon, a unique weapon forged from the material essence of magical creatures. To grow stronger, they would need to complete quests, slay monsters and bosses, and prepare themselves for the ultimate challenge. The game was also filled with special events designed to push Malachi and the others to their limits. Duels, party battles, trials, guild wars, and more tested their skills, teamwork, and survival instincts. Only the strongest would rise above the rest. Players who defeated the most bosses and earned the highest achievements would claim the greatest rewards.
Druid213 · 6k Views

SEVENTH DAY DESTRUCTION

Elior thought he understood the rules of his world. He thought he could shape reality with knowledge and skill. But when an impossible atom threatens existence itself, he discovers a truth that no cultivation technique can fix: some forces cannot be fought, only observed. For seven days, Elior becomes the anchor of reality, a lone observer holding the world together. Every moment of awareness comes at a cost. Memories fray. Emotions dull. Time stretches into a relentless weight that crushes mind and body alike. He begins to wonder if stability is worth the price, if the universe is a chain he cannot bear to carry alone. Aria, unaware of the loops, is more than a friend. She is the chain that binds probability, the human force that unknowingly collapses chance toward survival. Her presence is subtle, her influence quiet, but it is enough to give him hope. To protect her or himself is to doom the world. The only choice is shared responsibility, a delicate balance of trust and sacrifice that neither can fully comprehend. As the seventh day approaches, reality trembles. One misstep could undo everything. Together, Elior and Aria take the risk, sharing the burden of observation. Aria chooses to forget, to release her memory of the loops, and in that quiet surrender, the impossible atom collapses. Time flows again. The world continues. Elior remains, human and aware, freed from the weight of infinite possibility. This is a story of endurance and understanding, of the fragile power of observation, and of what it means to bear the unseen burdens that hold the world together. It is not about heroism or victory. It is about choice, trust, and the quiet courage it takes to keep reality from unraveling.
T_oke123 · 2.5k Views

Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

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 sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- 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. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 280.5k Views

The Cube Queen's Apocalypse Feast

#NoCP #PlayingPig (This novel is one of my favorites. I’ve gone back and reread it about 5–6 times now.) Jing Shu has seen the end of the world, and it’s literally a storm of epic proportions, and she’s been given the ultimate do-over: a ten-year rewind. Thrown back in time to just two months before everything goes to hell, she has one mission: to make her apocalypse as comfortable as possible. Forget just surviving. While others are scrambling for canned beans, Jing Shu is building a fortified sanctuary, raising soon-to-be-extinct poultry for gourmet meals, and cultivating a garden of forgotten veggies. Armed with a mysterious evolving cube that grants her a private pocket dimension and a magical spirit spring water, she’s set to ride out the disaster in style. But what’s the point of living like a queen if you can’t enjoy a little revenge? The apocalypse is about to get a serious upgrade in style, and Jing Shu can’t wait for her enemies to see what they’re missing. Let them hear the sizzle of her steak and smell the aroma of her barbecue. Their despair is just the seasoning she needs. In a world where humanity itself is changing, mutating into powerful "New Humans" fused with the chaos, Jing Shu is ready to evolve right along with them. She’s got her cube, her spring, and a plan. The storm is coming, and she has a front-row seat. === English Original Title:《I'm planting a field in the end times》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Completed
Reiya_Alberich · 400k Views

MYSTERIES OF ARCHIVE

What happens when your past memories start to unfold and you start questioning your existence. Something similar happened with Nero. The Archive has never made mistakes. It records every confirmed moment of history, every stable branch of time, every reality humanity has been allowed to remember. Within its endless halls of servers and steel, nothing is lost—nothing is forgotten. At least, that’s what Nero Vale believed. A junior archivist living a quiet, predictable life, Nero has spent years cataloguing fragments of broken timelines, safely removed from the events they record. His world is built on routine, logic, and the comforting certainty that the past cannot reach back. But one night, the Archive breaks its own rules. A record appears that should not exist. A classification without meaning. A name that should never have been stored. And suddenly, the machine designed to observe time begins to observe him. As unexplained anomalies ripple through the Archive, Nero finds himself at the center of something the system cannot define—something that responds to his presence, reacts to his thoughts, and grows stronger each time he tries to understand it. The more he searches for answers, the more reality begins to behave as though it remembers him… differently. Guided—and watched—by Helia Krusate, an analyst who knows far more than she admits, Nero is forced to confront the possibility that the Archive is not merely a passive observer of history, but a living structure with its own memory, intent, and secrets buried beneath layers of recorded truth. In a place where timelines fracture silently and identities can be rewritten without warning, Nero must question everything he knows about existence, causality, and the nature of self. Because some records are not meant to be uncovered. And some lives were never meant to exist. As the boundary between data and reality begins to blur, one question echoes through the endless halls of the Archive: What happens when the past refuses to stay recorded—and starts looking back?
Sage_xd · 2k Views

My Father's Last Transmission Led Me to Hell

WHAT IF EVERYONE AROUND YOU COULD BE SYNTHETIC—AND YOU HAD NO WAY TO TELL? I decoded my father's final transmission. I wish I hadn't. Synthetic humans are real. An AI facility beneath Colorado is producing perfect infiltrators. They've been placed across the wasteland for years. Anyone could be one. Your commanding officer. Your best friend. The person sleeping in the bunk next to you. My father—Ranger Marcus Chen—discovered this fifteen years ago. He tried to expose it. They killed him. His final transmission was corrupted, classified, buried. The one part that mattered—how to identify synths—was destroyed. Now I'm being deployed to the same place that killed him. With no way to tell who's human. I'm Kai Chen. Here's what I have: - A gift for languages (fluent in six, learning languages in days instead of months) - Rapid learning ability (I acquire skills 5-10x faster than normal) - Trust issues (everyone is a potential threat) - My father's encrypted letters (still can't fully decode them) - A burning need for answers (and maybe revenge) Here's what I'm facing: - Brutal Ranger training designed to break me - A conspiracy that goes to the top of command - Synthetic infiltrators who might already be in the Citadel - A mission to Colorado that's obviously a trap - The frozen wasteland that took my father's life Here's what I know: - The Patriarch is inviting Rangers to Colorado for a reason - People who investigate the synth conspiracy end up dead - I'm walking the same path that killed my father - Some truths are more dangerous than the lies that cover them My father's last words: "Tell Kai I'm sorry." I'm not sorry. I'm finishing what he started. Even if it kills me too. ---
DeepanshuSetia · 2.1k Views