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Global Lords: Talent Copy

In one moment, the world changed. Billions of humans were transported to a mysterious world known as Aethernia—a vast land of five continents filled with ancient forests, powerful races, terrifying monsters, and endless opportunities. In this new world, every human becomes a Lord. Each Lord receives a territory, a Lord System, and the ability to summon citizens, build cities, raise armies, and compete with other Lords for dominance. But survival will not be easy. Resources are scarce. Monsters roam the wilderness. And the Lords themselves are not allies—they are rivals. War, alliances, betrayal, and conquest will decide who rises… and who disappears. Among the ten thousand Lords of Aethernia, Aren begins with nothing more than a small territory, two elf rangers, and a dangerous forest filled with predators. Yet Aren possesses something unique. A rare talent. Talent Copy. A mysterious ability that allows him to copy the talents of others—whether they belong to powerful Lords, gifted warriors, or extraordinary craftsmen. But power comes with risks. As Aren explores the secrets of Aethernia, he soon realizes that this world hides far more than monsters and rival Lords. Ancient races watch from the shadows. Forgotten civilizations lie buried beneath the land. And the Lord System itself may not be what it seems. With strategy, patience, and a growing army, Aren must turn a fragile territory into an unstoppable empire. Because in Aethernia… Only one truth matters. The weak Lords are eliminated. The strong Lords rule the world.
Lord_Kozmos · 54 Views

[Romance] Lord Black Dragon Still Hasn't Hatched Today

Jasmine received "shocking" news: she had to marry the Dragon Ghost as his wife. But in exchange, after the marriage, she would inherit the entire estate, subjects, and territory of her husband. Jasmine was overjoyed: "Is there such a sweet deal in this world?" On the wedding day, she dressed up sharply and stepped into the magnificent cathedral, casting an affectionate glance toward her future partner. And then she saw... a Dragon Egg. The majestic Dragon Ghost was nowhere to be seen; there was only an egg lying there all by itself. Inventory of assets: A dilapidated castle, with drafty winds blowing in from all directions. Subjects: Three hundred skin-and-bone slaves who, at first glance, looked like walking skeletons about to collapse from hunger. Territory: A dead land spanning ten thousand square kilometers around the Dragon Valley, so desolate that "dogs eat stones and chickens eat pebbles." Jasmine knew she had fallen for the scam of the century, but unfortunately, the knights who escorted Jasmine here had long since "whipped their horses and vanished," running away a long time ago. An old butler, so aged he could barely walk, tremblingly stepped forward, waiting for the new Lord's instructions: "My Lord..." Jasmine held the "egg-husband" in her arms, and her rational nerves snapped: "I have land and people, could I really let myself starve to death?" Putting words into action, Jasmine rolled up her sleeves and officially embarked on the path of tilling the soil to get rich. Many years later. A strange town suddenly appeared on the mainland, rumored to be obscenely wealthy. From that place flowed exquisite fabrics, pure white porcelain, and sparkling jewelry... Anyone who had ever set foot there could not help but exclaim in amazement, while wandering poets competed to compose poems praising that prosperity until their throats were sore. A certain greedy King became overcome with avarice and brought a massive army, intending to seize the town for his own. The result? They were treated to the sight of a giant dragon descending from the sky to "pay them a visit."
Ngọc_Trần_3827 · 147.8k Views

RCW: Real Cultivation World

I only publish this novel on ScribbleHub and Webnovel. If you see it on any other website, it has been reposted without my permission. ... Immortality sounds glorious—right up until you’re the one still standing at the family altar while everyone else turns to names on wood... and Elian found it in the hard way. This isn’t the quick-breakthrough kind of world. Pills spoil. Talismans smudge. The sect counts spirit stones before it counts favors. Years go by between small steps, and every step costs something. Elian has a cheat—but only with a bit of advantages, survival is uncertain, and the harsh realities of immortality come to life. He grows up in a cultivation clan where “family” means both shelter and competition. As he lives longer, he starts outlasting the people who taught him how to hold a sword. And what of the tired trope of men endlessly pursuing women? Why not flip the script? Why can’t the so-called “righteous female ancestor” seek out younger male cultivators—not for schemes, but out of genuine love or even because she's captivated by his youthful charm? No heaven-defying bloodline. No instant power-ups. Just a patient, clever cultivator learning where to bend and where to bite. This story was born out of my deep fascination with xianxia and cultivation novels—a genre I’ve devoured for years. But as I read, one question kept lingering in my mind: what would a true cultivation world look like? For years, I’ve been asking myself these questions while consuming cultivation stories, and now, I’ve written this story to discover the answers. Because it draws inspiration from so many xianxia novels, I’ve decided to place it in the fan fiction section. (I will use chinese names and a bit of western elements) No system.
Davidinos_9 · 80k Views

weapon of two souls

On the surface, Rana’s life appears ordinary. Yet beneath that fragile normalcy lies something fractured — an unease he cannot explain, emotions that feel misplaced, and fleeting images that flash through his mind like echoes from a reality he cannot remember. Then, without warning, everything begins to shift. The past returns. And Rana discovers that his existence was never as simple as he believed. Forgotten memories rise slowly to the surface — fragments of a distant world, a war long buried, a decision that altered more than just his fate… and a name that remains at the center of it all: Riya. As truth and memory begin to intertwine, Rana realizes that his past was not confined to his own life. The consequences of what once happened have spread like a silent chain reaction — affecting balance, survival, and the very structure of existence itself. And then an alien stands before him. Neither fully an enemy. Nor entirely a friend. Its message is simple — but devastating in its weight. Within Rana lies a dormant power. Within Riya rests a silent key. Between them exists a decision capable of shaping not merely two lives, but multiple realities. But truth is never linear. Intentions remain unclear. Memories feel unreliable. Every answer gives birth to a deeper question. Is Rana’s past truly what he remembers? Or is he being guided toward something he does not yet understand? And the most terrifying possibility of all — Can saving one life demand the destruction of another? As past and present collide, Rana is pushed toward a choice where the boundaries between right and wrong begin to dissolve. Because sometimes, the greatest threat is not war. But sacrifice.
Dark_Planets09 · 7.1k Views

WHERE TEMPTATION BITES

Ravencrest High looks like a prestigious boarding school, but the truth is far from that. Hidden from humans, it is a training ground for young vampires to master self-control. Humans are enrolled alongside them, because they think it’s just an elite academic program. In reality, their presence keeps the vampires in check, providing occasional feeding opportunities under strict supervision. With the humans completely unaware. Lyra Hale is a new transfer student, hoping for nothing more than a fresh start. She expected a normal school environment. Instead, she finds herself surrounded by students who are weird and secretive. Kieran Black is everything Ravencrest warns against. A high-ranking vampire from one of the oldest bloodlines, he doesn’t believe in the rules meant to keep vampires in line. He sees the humans not as protected guests, but as tempting puzzles, and he can’t resist the effect Lyra has on him from the first moment he notices her. Lyra doesn’t know the truth about the school, the vampires, or Kieran. While she tries to survive in the school, Kieran is drawn to her in ways he can’t fully control. With the school having so much unbendable rules, even the authority can’t be trusted. And the most dangerous person on campus might also be the only one willing to protect her. At Ravencrest, temptation is constant, and love may be the most dangerous mistake of all. `•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`• [Excerpt] Lyra was halfway down the east corridor, Ravencrest always felt different at night. She hugged her books closer to her chest and stopped when she turned a corner, someone stood at the end of the hall. One foot was propped up behind him, hands in his pockets, head slightly tilted. His eyes locked onto hers, dark and intense, like he had been waiting for her. The hallway suddenly felt smaller and tighter. “Kieran.” “You’re really good at pretending I don’t exist.” “Maybe because you keep showing up where you’re not supposed to be.” His eyes dropped to her lips for half a second before going back to her face. She took a step back as he stepped closer and she froze the second his hand closed over her wrist. Then just as her heart threatened to leap out of her chest, his thumb brushed against the delicate skin of her wrist. His touch sent a shock of warmth through her, a feeling she couldn’t quite figure out no matter how hard she tried. She tried to pull back, but before she could, he tugged her closer and suddenly, the space between them disappeared. Every instinct screamed to push him away, to step back, but she couldn’t. He was just too close. “Kieran…” she whispered, voice trembling. The faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, and those enticing grey eyes that she felt drawn in every second she look at him, like gravity itself had shifted. The way he held her wrist and the way his thumb brushed against them, it was everything but safe. "What are you doing?" "I could kiss you." ***** Cover art is not mine. Full credit goes to the original creator.
Lucky_Damsel · 20.5k Views