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Infinite Survival: My 10,000x Return System

Arthur Sterling died exactly as he lived: a ruthless liquidator who spent his life gutting the weak for the powerful. Reborn as a starving beggar in the muddy slums of a magical world, Arthur realizes a sickening truth: the "Gods" of the higher realms treat this universe exactly like his old enemies treated their victims. It is a disposable battery farm. Mortals are just livestock. And the world is ripe for the harvest. Arthur refuses to be a pawn in a rigged game ever again. He isn't going to slowly climb this universe's cultivation ranks. He is going to conquer it from the top down. [Ding!] [Congratulations on Activating the 10,000x Infinite Return System] [Passive Skill 'Bind' Unlocked: All Experience, Cultivation, and Insights gained by Bound Targets are passively transferred to the Host at a 10,000x multiplier.] Why lift a finger to train when the world is full of eager, naive heroes willing to bleed for you? Arthur slaps his first Binder on a plucky "Chosen One." The boy sweats blood to swing a wooden sword a thousand times. [Ding!] [Target 'Caden Cross' has completed 1,000 sword swings.] [10,000x Multiplier Activated!] [Host has gained: 10,000,000 perfect strikes. Forging Domain-Level Sword Intent!] His mortal body violently restructures into that of an apex predator, but he doesn't stop there. Arthur aggressively expands his reach. He binds an untouchable Arch-Mage suffering from an ancient curse and a terrifying Demon Empress chained in the abyssal depths. Feeding on their passive energy, he tears through the absolute limits of the Mortal Domain in mere days. The cataclysmic influx of cosmic power forcefully rewrites his DNA, forging the Dimensional Breaker Physique. It is an impossible, reality-defying vessel, a body so devastatingly dense that it completely nullifies the physical laws, supreme curses, and crushing gravity of the universe itself. To Arthur, the arrogant deities of the Apex Realm and the Celestial Court aren't untouchable Gods. They are just bloated tyrants sitting on stolen power, waiting to be dethroned. When the Heavens finally notice the anomaly and descend to enforce their absolute laws, Arthur doesn't bow. He forcefully severs the planet's leylines, transforms an entire floating academy into an apocalyptic dreadnought - the Ebon Citadel - and blasts his way into the higher dimensions. Armed with a pitch-black sword wreathed in the Primordial Flame of creation, Arthur Sterling is coming for the throne of the multiverse. The Gods built a slaughterhouse to harvest the weak. The new Emperor is here to burn it to the ground.
Knight_Plot · 109k Views

Evolution: From Calamity To Accursed Calamity

In a realm forged from the collision of two universes, existence is a meat grinder. Spanning dozens of galaxies, this "Great Link" has become the primary theater of war for the cosmos' most formidable factions. Here, Divine Entities fall by the thousands, their deaths fertilizing the soil for new ascendants in a relentless cycle of slaughter, carnage and greed. But from the friction of this chaos—the gore, the death, and the broken laws of physics—a new lifeform emerged: The Calamity. To the outsiders, the Calamities are not people; they are living ore. They are hunted for their essences, consumed as nourishment, or broken into servitude. While most are mindless beasts of destruction, a rare few are born with souls and intellect. They are the prey that knows it is being hunted. In a forgotten corner of this sprawling graveyard, a Rank 1 Calamity is born. He is the weakest of his kind, a flickering spark in a storm of divine-tier predators. He awakens with nothing but a primal directive: Ascend or be consumed. Yet, buried within his frail form lie three anomalies—illogical, reality-warping abilities that defy the established power scales of both universes. In a world where "strength" is measured by the bodies of fallen divines, one weakling must test the limits of his broken gifts. Can a creature born of chaos bring order to a realm of divine greed, or will he simply be the highest-quality resource ever harvested. ——— Simple:— A realm was formed when two different universes were connected. A realm that spanned for dozens of galaxies in diameter. In time chaos, death and disorder spread through the whole realm, and from these mentioned elements came a completely new race of beings; which the lifeforms of the two universes termed as [Calamity]. Most were savage; unintelligent in nature but there were some, stronger ones who were born with sentience, intelligence! The calamities hated it as their home was ravaged by war and their kind was hunted because of greed, as they were seen as nothing but resources by the outsiders to either consume or tame! However, despite of everything, they couldn't do anything, as if they had a few strongs, than the outsiders had many on many strongs. The massive realm had become the main focus of all the main powers of the two universes. it had become a main ground where three different powers fought on a daily basis in every corner of the realm. Every day there were [Divine Entities] that fell to their doom, but every day there were also many how ascended to [Divinity]. The opportunities and the resources were abundant, along with the dangers and death that came hand in hand with them. Meanwhile, in such an environment; a weak calamity was born in some far corner of the realm. Away from the real dangers, yet still not, because even though, he had sentience, he was born weak and ignorant. Only born with the superficial knowledge; that his kind was hunted, and he must become stronger as soon as possible if he wants to survive, and not become nourishment for someone else. Nonetheless, though born weakest as a rank 1 calamity, he had something special that not many had. An absurdly and illogically strong ability, another absurdly strong ability and another strong ability. However, it was still unknown, if these abilities were even strong enough to make him survive, let alone make him strong, stronger than anybody else, or perhaps strong enough to make him climb to the top. The Apex! ——— Note: The MC is indeed born with strong abilities, however that doesn't mean those abilities will make him insanely stronger from the start! No, instead to become strong and peerless, he would have to work for it, and suffer for it! Only then would he be worthy enough to be called.. ——— Power Stones—250—1 Chapter Golden Tickets—50—1 Chapter [For both effects stackable up to 5 times] ——— Gifts— 1000 Coins—1 Chapter 5000 Coins—5 Chapters 10,000 Coins—10 Chapters so on, so on... ———
Ainzzol · 31.6k Views

Reincarnated as the Villain's Spouse (BL)

[18+] [MATURE CONTENT] He died once — pushed to death by the one person who had spent years making his life hell. || He woke up in someone else's body. Someone else's wedding. Someone else's empire. The rules of his new life were simple: smile at the banquets, pour the tea, be the perfect house-husband. Survive. Gerffron Wadee was very good at surviving. He had already done it once, in a different body, in a different world, under the hands of someone who hated him for simply existing. || He had not planned on Styrmir. He had not planned on the boy locked in the dungeon beneath the estate — eighteen years old, body wasted to half that, eyes like winter that had forgotten it was allowed to melt. He had not planned on the way that boy flinched at raised voices but never at his. Had not planned on the nights spent teaching him to read, the mornings teaching him to fight, the quiet dangerous in-between hours that felt like something Gerffron had never once been allowed to have. || He told himself it was pity. Then responsibility. He ran out of lies around the time Styrmir started looking at him like he was the only fixed point in a spinning world. The Duke has her own secrets. The Crown Prince has his own designs. And the past Gerffron thought he'd left behind in another life has followed him across worlds, wearing a brand new face. Gerffron Wadee has survived one lifetime of being destroyed by someone he trusted. He knows exactly how dangerous it is to let someone matter. || He lets Styrmir matter anyway. || Because some loves don't ask permission. They just arrive — quiet, inevitable, and absolutely impossible to undo. BL isekai | slow burn | dark secrets | he came back to life just to lose his heart all over again
sonamakoi_20 · 121.1k Views