survival

Eugene Lionheart the main protagonist of the Story, In his previous life as agorath he died by the destruction entity and reborn as eugene lionhart he came to know about his reincarnation and he finally end the destruction. He achieved his dream to killing all the demon kings and end the destruction from the world. In a world where demon kings had perished, what will eugene lionheart do with noir giabilla who is fated lover his journey filled with exciting plot twist plots, romance, thrilling adventure of exploring the world. They both bonded with good and evil side, a fated relationship to watch over the world to ensure the destruction would not cause again in the future? what will happen if destruction caused again by the outer beings and could they able protect the world from those outer beings. *This is a story of two fated gods who served the purpose of protecting the world from demon lords, outer beings and otherworldly entities – despite strong relationship between each other they can't able to be together because of their cursed fate* Discord server : https://discord.gg/38fknW9 thanks regards. Creation is hard, cheer me up! VOTE for me!

Dennis died a failure. He woke up as a kobold hatchling; one of the weakest races in a brutal game world where survival favored the strong. Kobolds lived in caves, worshipped dragons, and hoarded treasure they could never protect. Again and again, their clans were wiped out. But Dennis—now Kyle—saw the flaw. Chosen by the Greater Kobold System, he was tasked with an impossible mission: Lead the kobold race to prosperity. Starting from nothing, Kyle would change how kobolds lived, fought, and expanded. No blind faith. No useless hoarding. Only strategy, numbers, and growth. From a single cave to a rising domain, this is the story of how the weakest race began its climb through survival and domination. Extra Tags: #NoHarem #Supernatural #Familyman #RelatableMc

Dying as an EMT was just the beginning for Scott Alen. He awakens in a world he recognizes from television: The Walking Dead. Scott isn't like the other survivors; he has a secret advantage in the form of a video game "System". This interface allows him to Analyze threats , level up his skills , and store critical supplies in a dimensional inventory. His System also includes a unique shelter interface that allows him to see a camp's structural integrity , track its security rating , and manage defensive upgrades. Armed with these powers and his foreknowledge of the show's tragic plot, Scott must try to save everyone he can while hiding the true source of his impossible strength and knowledge

Just as you go past the jungle and the old school of sector 5, on that barren land, there once stood a lovely home. A retired army officer and single mother named Alena lived with her three children. A fiercely protective mom - yeah she definitely was. Too protective of her little ducklings. But then one evening, after returning to the home she held so dearly, Alena felt a presence. Something was wrong. An intruder. Unseen yet unmistakable, It seemed to lurk behind the walls or those damned doors. You see, as her fear for her children deepened, patience soon abandoned her. The line between real danger and her growing paranoia began to blur. And soon, the curtains were pulled back. What lay hidden within the house was far darker than an intruder. A buried government secret, powerful enough to ignite an entire city. As troopers close in and citizens turn their fingers toward Alena, suspicion tightens like a rough noose. So I ask you, To the assembly, To this gathering: Was there truly someone hiding in the house… or Was Alena fighting demons she can no longer control?

Luna never expected that one bad night could change everything. A single night shattered her ordinary life and thrust her into a web of pack politics, deadly secrets, and forbidden power. From being just a member of a werewolf pack, she becomes something more — the saint of the clan, the forbidden mate everyone fears. Alpha John rules with strength, cunning, and fire, feared by everyone in the pack. His laws are unbreakable, his power unmatched, yet something about Luna disrupts everything he knows. She’s the girl the pack whispers about: A forbidden mate with gifts even she can’t control Secrets that could destroy her or make her the most powerful in the clan Rumors and rivalries that could kill A destiny that defies all rules Every heartbeat draws her deeper into: Deadly pack hierarchies and rivalries Mysteries lurking in the shadows of the clan Powerful gifts she must master… before enemies claim her One wrong move could ignite war. One forbidden bond could destroy everything. And John — the Alpha — is both her protector and her greatest danger.

At twelve years old, Vesperyn’s life on Earth was erased. His father was murdered, his home was burned, and his brother, Darian, was abducted by a man who claimed to be his real father. In the chaos, Vesperyn learned a tragic truth "His mother, Inara, wasn't from Earth, and her "past" was a death sentence for her children. With her final breath, she teleported Vesperyn to the Upper Reach—a world governed by 13 absolute Laws and locked in a brutal Cold War between two superpowers: the Shade Kingdom and the Pilgrim Kingdom. The Problem is in this world, "Pathways" are everything. few are given chance by unknown system. If you awaken a power, you become a Noble. If you fail, you become an Echo—a mindless, rotting monster driven by hunger. Vesperyn has only one goal to Go back. He wants to return to the world that was stolen from him and find out if his family's slaughter was a random tragedy or a calculated execution. To do that, he must grow powerful. He is the wrong power, in the wrong place, at the wrong time. ....……… For character illustration and updates join the discord server. https://discord.gg/zRdNgSj7hm —————AUTHOR NOTE————— Hey everyone, thanks so much for checking out the story so far! I wanted to be completely transparent with you all. Some of you might know I had another project that I ended up dropping around chapter 180. I’ll be honest: it was tough. Writing can feel pretty lonely when the comment section goes quiet, and I eventually lost the spark to keep going. However, this time is different. I’ve spent a lot of time mapping out the 13 Laws, the world, power system and exactly where Vesperyn and Darian’s journeys are headed. The plot is locked in, and I’m more excited about this world than anything I’ve written before. I’m fully committed to seeing this through to the end. Let’s make this journey a big one. PEACE OUT!!!!

In the "Multiverse of Gods," Sunny, a mundane delivery man, is thrust into a new reality as the god Cosmos. He is tasked with cultivating a barren, water-filled planet named Veridia, armed only with a formidable but initially useless SSS-grade talent, "Skill-Resonance," which allows him to copy skills from his planet's lifeforms every 100 planetary years. Sunny's journey begins with him using his divine power to create the first microscopic life, a single algae, and manipulate his world's accelerated time to foster evolution. As life flourishes on Veridia, so do the challenges. Sunny discovers the gods are not merely creators but participants in a high-stakes game. A global notification warns of daily "misfortunes" that will plague their worlds, forcing them to use precious Faith points to protect their creations. The stakes are raised further when he realizes the multiverse is a finite space and that gods will eventually be forced to clash with each other. To prepare for this inevitable conflict, he must accelerate his world's development, creating powerful demigod creatures to serve as defenders. The story follows Sunny as he navigates the cutthroat world of the gods, strategically using his cunning and limited resources to build a thriving civilization and prepare for the ultimate fight for survival against forces both natural and divine. Author's Note Thank you for reading my novel. I'm excited to share this world with you and hope you enjoy the journey of Sunny, a normal guy who becomes a god and tries to cultivate a world from scratch while facing challenges from other gods and the universe itself. This story is a testament to the idea that even with a seemingly useless talent, a person can achieve greatness through cunning and hard work. I look forward to hearing your thoughts and continuing to build this story together. Discord :- https://discord.gg/wyCFacXcVC Patreon :- https://www.patreon.com/Cosmos_07

A prideful snake who bowed to no one—until he became a jealous husband. A snow tiger beast warrior feared and respected, reduced to an obedient husband. A wolf chief known as a Casanova, who never stayed—until he chose loyalty. And a selfish merman who learned generosity for the first time, expecting nothing in return for his prized possession. All of them changed after meeting one woman... After sniffing in an impossible scent. Her name is Arinya. …And unfortunately for this world, that’s me, haha. *** I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, wanting to be my mate because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?

[Villain][Dark Theme][Human Evolutionary Path][Monster Creation][Alternative Title: Monster Creation Association][No Female Lead][Decisive and Ruthless][Alternate Universe Setting] A car accident shattered Jiang Yan's life, with the mangled bodies of her mother and sister lying beside her. Humanity stole his light through "accident," so he will reshape the rules in the darkest way. "How many lives would it take to resurrect them? A hundred million? A billion?" In the dead of night in the laboratory, the syringe reflected the color of blood as he plunged the monster's genes into the volunteers' necks. A girl with cracked skin grows scales and wings, and a man whose severed limbs regenerate spews poisonous flames. These beings, known as "freaks," are both his army and his living declaration of revenge against the world. As the Human Alliance rallied to eradicate the heretics, he stood atop a skyscraper, laughing maniacally. Beneath their feet, a rampaging, hundred-eyed giant tears the city apart, while behind them kneel millions of new humans who have volunteered to be modified. "I will write the end of the old humanity!" The first missile roared in, illuminating his cold face and igniting the awakening of billions of scarlet compound eyes in the darkness!---------------------------------- 1 power stone= 1 chapters ----------------- 1 Golden tickets = 50 chapters

How good would it be to live in a game world you loved the most… right after your death? Well, that’s exactly what happened to César in the worst way possible. While fighting cancer on his deathbed, he played a game where he could live as a cartel member, part of the mafia, building his own empire and climbing to the top. But when the time came and he died… he woke up in that exact game. He woke up in Sandria, a world ruled by power, money, and death.

After a life defined by submission, emotional abuse, and systemic injustice, a broken man dies believing he never truly lived. He is reborn in the Naruto world as a nameless, starving orphan in Konoha — worse off than Naruto, unnoticed even by the village’s cruelty. Unlike shinobi born into legacy or talent, he begins with nothing: no clan, no chakra training, no destiny. What he does have is damage — the instinct to observe, adapt, and survive by disappearing. He does not seek to change the world. He learns how it already changes itself.

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.

An ELF REINCARNATED as a HUMAN — what a REVERSAL of fate! FOR THOSE WHO LOVE FANTASTICAL WORLDS AND POWERFUL FIGURES RISING TO MEET THEIR DESTINY, THIS STORY IS FOR YOU! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------- After the war-stricken lands had begun to calm, the nations of fantastical beings and humans came together to form Memoria. This unity was led by the one who had earned everyone’s reverence—an elf named Melania. But the peace that had been established was destined to crumble. On the night meant to mark a new beginning for Memoria, Melania watched her kin die before her very eyes and felt the sting of betrayal from the one she never could have suspected. Devastated and broken, Melania awakens in an unfamiliar place, only to realize she has been reincarnated into the body of a human . SHE IS THE LAST ELF ALIVE! not physically but mentally, her soul longs for the elf she was and remembers her kin. Follow her journey from her time in Memoria to when she is reincarnated , her purpose in a world unknown and uncover the truth of Memoria’s fate after her fall — in Reverse Reincarnation Of The Last Elf. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- READERS ! A REQUEST, DON'T JUST SCROLL THROUGH QUICKLY AND LEAVE , IT WILL ONLY INCREASE MY VIEWS . I GENUINELY WANT YOU'LL TO GO INTO IT DEEPER BY FINDING CLUES AND UNDERSTAND THE PREMISE, GIVE IT A READ TILL THE END (CHP 26) YOU WON'T REGRET IT. ALSO I REQUEST YOU TO COMMENT AND LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS NOVEL, IT WILL HELP ME TO KNOW YOUR EXPECTATIONS AND WHAT I NEED TO DO BETTER.

Volca is inhabited by summoners. From the moment a child draws breath, their bodies carry a Blank Mark, seeking a connection. Every man, woman, and child carries a tether to their summons, turning into a partnership of power. House Aethel lies in the Central Continent, rising as a pillar to the Valiant Faction. The family built its fame and power on the unyielding values of strength and merit. Regius Aethel stands at the center of this power. Known as their heri, his late Summoning Ritual made him a target for his adversaries, yet the result of it shook the Noble World. Records classify him as a Sovereign Summoner bonded to an Elite Divine summon, marking him as a prodigy destined to lead his House to new heights. This record is a lie. The prestige title acts as a necessary shield, concealing a more terrifying reality. Regius serves as a vessel. Etched into his very soul are beings from beyond the stars—ancient and cosmic entities that the world cannot comprehend. A living Star hums within his chest; a Grand Orrery acts as his Soul Palace. Regius walks on a razor's edge. He maintains a delicate balance between his mask and his duty to fight a corrupting force seeking to destroy his world. He must bleed, anguish, and suffer to determine the values that are most important to him. Failure carries a fatal consequence; if he fails even once, the consequence will be catastrophic. The pressure mounts as he must fight enemies that will threaten his loved ones. Enemies that strike at the anchors of his life, targeting the people he cares about to force the cracks in his mask to widen. Regius will face heavy choices. To protect his secret and see his loved ones suffer, or to expose it and watch the world turn against him. He needs to decide whether to let the stars shine peacefully in the sky or let them fall and burn the world to ash.

Suppose...the masters and slaves really have a chance to realize the Almighty's wish... So what will be the outcome of the war? What kind of existence will the heroic spirits from another world become when they connect with the other world? When the role of the cup is replaced by the seven magical beads, it is a fight that everyone longs for! "Are you also the King of Britain?" "My domineering power is extremely magnanimous, and I hereby give an order! The world! Surrender to me!" "I'm just an executioner..." "These guys are too difficult to deal with compared to the witch!" "...." "I didn't expect that I would be able to meet a heroic spirit with the power to save the world, okay! It's not an insult to EA to use it to deal with you with all its strength." "So strong! Very strong! I activate the magic tube!" The chaotic war started with the first Fuyuki...

For centuries, humanity has withered beneath the Seal — a safeguard that became a cage. Locked inside Aurora, with motionless seas and monsters reduced to controlled simulations, the real world, Gemina, has been worn down to a half-remembered name. Gin, a fifteen-year-old trapped in a failing body, has never believed the Seal was meant to save anyone — only to postpone the inevitable. What he never imagined was the true cost of freedom — or who would be forced to pay it first.

In a world where greatness is measured by the legends one summons—ancient dragons, divine knights, and mythic beasts—Arthur Kingslayer was born a disappointment. When the Talent Discovery Orb flared with countless shifting colors, the kingdom held its breath, certain a prodigy had been revealed. But the verdict was cruel: talentless. Laughter followed. Whispers spread. And for Arthur’s father, the mighty King, shame turned into something far worse. To erase the stain on his bloodline, the king declared a grand hunting festival. The prey was his own son. Driven into the forest like a fleeting beast, Arthur watched helplessly as the only person who ever loved him—his loyal maid, Areal—was beheaded before his eyes by his father himself. Arrows tore into his legs as he fled, blood soaking the earth, yet Arthur refused to die. Dragging his broken body through mud and roots, he collapsed into a narrow pit, hiding there until the sounds of pursuit faded into silence. When he awoke, death had not claimed him. Instead, something else had answered. Before him wobbled a small green slime—weak, ridiculed, and dismissed by the world. At that moment, Arthur’s long-dormant talent panel ignited, its words glowing with an impossible authority: “Slime detected. Initiating bond in response to Slime God Talent.” Abandoned by blood. Branded a failure. Reborn through the weakest summon in existence. As hatred hardens into resolve, Arthur Kingslayer swears vengeance upon the kingdom that tried to erase him. In a world obsessed with legends, he will rise through what they scorn most—and prove that even a slime tamer can devour gods.

For Lir, who grew up in the grip of poverty, life had long since lost its value. To her, attempting to find meaning in existence was a futile endeavor. No matter how much significance people assigned to the world, death always claimed precedence. Those who chased grand ideals realized, upon facing death, that nothing remained. Thus, for Iris, the search for meaning was something that only served to make one a fool. She was a young soul with an aged mind, choosing to live despite having lost all sense of purpose. She did not believe in freedom, either. In her view, the human brain was a biological cage that limited a person, imprisoning them within meaningless desires and thoughts. People believed in the constructs of their own minds and followed them without question; she believed there was no escape from this. The brain was a structure prone to distorting reality; therefore, she assumed that behind every seemingly happy person, there was inevitably a suppressed agony. She believed that trying to change this state of affairs was pointless. “The human mind produces lies for its owner, and that is how a human survives.” Lir had never found it easy to adapt to the order humans had established. After a brief life and an early death in her own world, she arrived in this dark realm only to be met with a familiar truth: human selfishness. Yet, this world held more than she had ever known; demons, gods, and heaven truly existed. This was the point where Lir’s transformation began. Years ago, a stone fallen from the sky followed by a golden-haired "demon" named Chyrsaor had split these lands in two: Aurelion, where the wealthy and the holy resided, and Cairn, where everything was left to rot. Lir had found herself in the body of Iris, who had spent her life in Cairn. The greatest threat Iris faced was the very being that created her: God. For a god she did not recognize was watching her, inflicting pain upon her.

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"