survival

Terra II, a world split into vast planes, where deserts stretch ceaselessly and horrors—roamed without rest. It is a land scarred by self made nightmares that never fade. The Common Era, where the concept of happiness has been abandoned. No story begins with joy, and none end with peace. One mistake—a misplaced word, a fleeting gesture—is all that it took. Strength was never the problem. You survived long enough to know that looking strong, feeling strong, and being strong are three different lies people tell themselves to keep moving. Terra is heavy. The roads are long and boundless like the deserts. And family...family—that has been stripped away. Once? Twice? no, Thrice? You’ve walked. You’ve run. You’ve shot at everything. You've seen your friends perish away, your self-made family rotting away, and how do you cover it? By carrying a carload of supplies through every kind of conceivable catastrophe. ———————— I'm pretty nervous how this version will be received and since i went for both magic and a modern setting. I'm not really good as creating things so i took inspiration from some well known media, so if it seems familiar, i tried as best i could to make it my own. but idk. Lets see, it starts to pick up the pace slowly. It's a slow born sort of thing. short ass rant, lol. Kristen out, peace.

HI, So I guess I should greet you, or should I greet the energy behind you first? So I am Adi, who can see spirits since childhood, and I was not pretty proud about that fact, but now it is my life, so a greater kind of mess is about to happen in my life.

As the witch of the village, Sera wanted nothing more but to leave the town. She got her opportunity when it was time for the bride's choosing. Though she wasn't chosen, she exchanged with the bride, willing to sell herself to the devil. To her, it was better than the life she had in the village. What she never expected was meeting a man far from the stories she heard. She was left to wonder who the devil was among them. Could it be a trick from the devil's son, or was she misinformed? Mind you, it could be a trick. When the clock strikes 12, the devil comes out to play.

Lin Yue has never been afraid of being alone. At twenty-four, he has already lived through more than most people ever will—not in grand, tragic ways, but in quiet, suffocating ones. Growing up as an orphan passed between cold institutions and indifferent guardians, he learned early that attachment leads to pain. By adulthood, he lives a detached, monotonous life, working night shifts and avoiding unnecessary human connections. To him, living is simply continuing. Everything changes on a rain-soaked night when he returns to his apartment. The hallway feels wrong—too long, too silent. Then, a voice calls his name from behind. Calmly, without hesitation, Lin Yue ignores it and keeps walking. That single decision triggers something unseen. When he reaches his door, the number has changed to “404.” The moment he steps inside, reality fractures. Lin Yue is pulled into a game called the Flow, a system of endless horror instances where players must survive deadly scenarios governed by obscure and shifting rules. Failure means erasure. Survival means being dragged into the next nightmare. Unlike other players, Lin Yue adapts quickly, relying on observation, emotional detachment, and his ability to remain calm under pressure. But something is wrong. Despite breaking rules and defying logic, Lin Yue is never punished by the System. Instead, he is marked—singled out by an unknown force. His actions begin to distort the behavior of instances, as if the world itself cannot fully process him. That is when he notices him. Gu Yanchen, known as the Arbiter, is a being feared by all players—an enforcer of the System who exists to maintain order and eliminate anomalies. Cold, precise, and seemingly inhuman, he should have killed Lin Yue the moment he deviated from the rules. Yet he doesn’t. Instead, Gu Yanchen watches. As their paths intertwine, Lin Yue is forced to confront something more terrifying than death—connection. Gu Yanchen, who should be nothing more than a mechanism of judgment, begins to act with intention, even obsession. Faced with this impossible choice, the Arbiter hesitates—for the first time. That hesitation fractures the system itself. Rules collapse, instances distort, and the Flow begins to unravel. In a world where everything is designed to erase humanity… What happens when two people refuse to let go? “The System wants me dead. But its Arbiter won’t allow it.”

Strategic MC • Kingdom Building • Divine System • Ruthless Protagonist • Empire Growth The world of Theos Online was a battlefield of gods. Players built civilizations, shaped faith, and waged divine wars for supremacy. At the top stood Zephyr — Rank One. Untouchable. Calculating. Ruthless. He didn’t just win. He engineered inevitability. But in the real world, anonymity is fragile. When his identity is exposed, a coordinated smear campaign tears his life apart, stripping him of reputation, future, and finally — breath. Death was supposed to be the end. Instead, he awakens in another world. Different sky. Different history. Same Divine System. The rules that governed Theos Online now govern reality itself. While others pray to survive, Zephyr understands the code beneath the gods. He knows the exploits. The hidden mechanics. The logic no one else sees. He may not know this world’s past. But he knows exactly how to conquer its future. From a starving village to a rising divine empire, Zephyr will bend faith into machinery, turn belief into power, and reduce rival gods to footnotes in history. The game is gone. The system remains. And this time, there are no respawns.

On the foggy edge of the small town of Ravenswood stands an abandoned Victorian mansion—silent, eerie, and feared by all who live nearby. When 17-year-old Emma decides to explore the house, she finds herself trapped inside a world where time stands still and the dead whisper from the walls. As she uncovers the dark secrets of a family torn apart by madness and a curse, Emma must fight to escape before the house claims her soul forever. A chilling story of curiosity, courage, and survival in the face of the unknown.

In a realm of demons known as Semonios,a prophecy about Emperor's seed resurfaces. Although born of parents of which both are demons,he was a half breed,his eerie existence cloaking a prophecy of doomsday for his kind but he was born with purity. His birth was prevented yet was he begotten,with a fate of which he fought to escape from. His name is Ramses,the Imperial crown prince He's the origin,the end an agent of both destruction and peace. ******************** ***************** Ariane turned abruptly to leave but Ramses blocked her way. Before she could utter another word she found herself in his arms,his hand tightly wrapped around her waist She was so close that she could hear his heartbeat And with those grey eyes peering deeply into hers he whispered, "Despite you being human,not even destiny nor Fate can take you away from me".... Note: This book is in three parts. Part one:In a Demon continent bathed in lies the events occurring when Ramses was a child,an unusual being who is neither demon or human,including the Demon emperor's investigations in the murder of his wife as he fights to protect his son at all cost. Part two:Something different...years had passed with changing times,read to discover... Part three: The present day (modern times).

He was in his early twenties when the world decided to end for him. A computing prodigy, educated at MIT, someone who understood systems, patterns, and limits better than most. In his previous life, power didn’t come from fists, but from the mind — lines of code capable of shaping digital realities. Then he died. And was born again. Reincarnated into the DC Universe as a helpless baby, he grew up in a world where gods walk among humans, where vigilantes defy the impossible, and where power is rarely fair — or free. While others trusted destiny, chance, or inherited gifts, he trusted only one thing: process. Memory intact. Intellect intact. Ambition intact. From an early age, he understood a simple and cruel truth: in that world, those who do not grow are crushed. And so, far from the spotlight of the League, he began to build something forbidden — his own Artificial Intelligence, created not to save the world, but to optimize it. To make him stronger. More efficient. More prepared to survive among monsters, aliens, and symbols. While heroes were born from tragedy, he forged himself in silence. While villains sought external power, he engineered it from within. This is not the story of a chosen one. It is the story of someone who decided to become inevitable. Between code and chaos, science and superhumans, begins the rise of a man who does not believe in miracles — only in evolution. This story was inspired by a fanfiction I read years ago — a work I deeply admire and still reread to this day. Unfortunately, that story was never continued. This project is not a continuation, rewrite, or replacement of that original work. It is an independent story, created with its own plot, characters, and direction, merely inspired by the ideas and feelings that the original story left with me. Out of respect, I want to properly credit the source of my inspiration below: Original Story Title: Pyroclasm (Young Justice SI) Original Author: Fulcon Original Story Link: https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/pyroclasm-young-justice-si.664558/ If you enjoyed this story, I highly recommend checking out the original work and supporting its author. Reader Notice If you like the story but don’t like harem: fuck off. This story has harem. If you like the story but don’t like gore: fuck off too. This story has gore. The tags are there. If you don’t like it, read the tags and don’t read the story. Simple as that. I’m not changing the story to please everyone. It was written this way from the start. If you want to read early chapters, they will be available on my Patreon. I’m not promising 10 or 20 chapters ahead — maybe just a few, maybe more later — but there will be early content there. I’m taking my time with this story because I want it to be good, not rushed. That takes time, revision, and proper development. If this kind of story is for you, welcome. If not, just move on. Simple. Criticism and comments are always welcome. Thank you, and enjoy your reading! If you'd like to support me and, as a bonus, read some chapters in advance, just become a member of my Patreon: https:/./www.patreon.com/cw/pararaio. Want to read the next chapters before everyone else? Now you can follow advanced chapters for free on my official website! In addition to accessing new content first-hand, you'll also find my other stories and future projects. Access here: [https://parallelworldverse.com/]

The story follows Bai Liu, who, after losing his job, becomes involved with multiple unavoidable horror live-streaming games full of various monsters and players with killing intent, putting the players’ lives at stake.

They said it was only a school lunch program. They lied. After joining the MBG Nutrition Program, Arga awakens a mysterious power connected to an energy no one fully understands. As secret experiments, human prototypes, and the shadowy Dominion Organization emerge from the darkness, Arga and his friends are drawn into a conflict far greater than they ever imagined. To save countless children from becoming living weapons, they must uncover the true source of this power before Dominion gains control of it. But with every answer they uncover, Arga moves closer to a terrifying truth: the energy growing inside him may become humanity's greatest hope... or its greatest threat.

Hey you. Yeah you , the one who clicked this fanfiction novel....You are staring at the synopsis waiting for it to tell you how good this story is, right? Sorry to disappoint , no words can capture the chaos, the brilliance hidden inside these chapters. It's a world that drags you in , breaks the rules and makes you question why you didn't start sooner. Open the first chapter and hit the road Jack You can as well read upto 30 advance chapters and support me on my patreon.com/Seasay

Reborn as a Saiyan with a hairstyle that defies the laws of the universe, Rhodes awakens to his past-life memories at the worst possible moment—a call from Frieza himself. Naturally, he hangs up. Why get reborn only to march straight into annihilation? While Frieza plots the destruction of Planet Vegeta, Rhodes is already blasting across the galaxy toward Earth, dragging along his pint-sized powerhouse of a teammate. With absurd comprehension, broken cultivation hacks, a gravity chamber, Dragon Balls, the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, Senzu-bean exploits, and buffs stacked to the heavens, his power skyrockets past all reason. Before long, he’s not just surviving the Dragon Ball universe… he’s rewriting it—one unstoppable, planet-shaking flex at a time.

Life is dark and meaningless. That was what it had taught every single day I'd been cursed to live it. And now, finally, it was coming to an end. My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

The fjord lay calm, its surface like polished glass, reflecting the leaden clouds hanging in the sky. Flocks of ravens circled back and forth, heralding the bitter northern winds soon to sweep southward. This was the very first scene the protagonist beheld after traveling through time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He had become nothing more than an ordinary self-sufficient farmer, with only a barren, desolate wheat field to his name. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust. The world lay shattered, kings waged endless wars against one another, and in this turbulent, dark Middle Ages, his first task was simply to survive—then, somehow, to find a way to end the chaos… .......... HeadOver to my patreon for 75+ advanced chapters: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer

Transmigrated into the world of Genshin Impact, Han Feng obtained the [God-Tier Manga Shop System]. As long as he welcomed a certain number of customers, he would receive exclusive rewards. With the help of manga from his past life provided by the system, his shop quickly took Teyvat by storm! Venti: “Ahehe~ When will I finally pull that Foodie Tablecloth? I’m so broke I can’t even afford soup!” Zhongli: “The Ultraman manga from your store is truly fascinating. I’ve already begun constructing an Ultraman statue in Liyue.” Ningguang: “With the Peace Star, my Jade Chamber can finally cover all seven nations!” Klee: “Jix’s bombs are amazing! Blowing up fish is the most fun ever!” Lumine: “Boss, the manga here is so good. I don’t even feel like looking for my brother anymore. What should I do?” ~-------- 65+ advance chapters on Patreon: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer

Traveling into the world of Genshin Impact—and of all places, ending up in Snezhnaya, which hasn’t even been released yet. A catastrophic start… but luckily, he received the gaze of an Aeon. With a single punch, he shattered a Fatui Debt Collector. With three punches, he brought down the Captain. As the knight’s helmet in the Captain’s hand crunched beneath Su Ran’s palm— The voice of the Tsaritsa rang out in sorrow: “Please… spare him.” Su Ran smirked. “Beg me?” The Tsaritsa whispered, “I beg you… please, spare him.” Looking up at the familiar figure upon the throne, he finally loosened his grip. ~------- visit my pa treon for 75+ advanced chapters: pat reon .com/YonkoSlayer

Reiji Kurozuma was just 15 when his parents died of illness, and his older brother left to chase a life of his own. With no one to guide him, Reiji wandered-stealing, hunting, surviving. Now 24, he lives alone in the cold silence of the mountains, with no human contact. There he met a certain nobleman. What surprised Reiji was that the noble knew about the creatures lurking in the darkness.

Transmigrated to the Age of Gods in Greece, and became Jason. Wait, Jason? You mean the Jason who provoked the traitorous witch Medea? Jason? You mean the Jason who looks like a great hero, but is actually just a plaything of the gods?! Jason? You mean the Jason whose life seems glorious on the surface, becoming a great hero whose fame spreads through the ages, but in reality is full of hardships, ending in tragedy without a peaceful death? No, I don't want a fate like that! Therefore... "Teacher Chiron, I want to drop out. Being a hero? I can pass on that!" ---- A re-translation Advance chapters: patreon.com/ReruoIzayoi

On mid-6th Century, in the Eurasia region. The Turkic Tribes under leadership of the Ashina Clan had conquered vast plains that border the Caucasus Mountains region. Iltas a mere footman of the Gokturk Central Army are assigned to guard the empire's treasury and envoys to the East Rome. Avar Kingdom ambushed them. Remnants of their once sworn enemies, a vast confederation of tribesmans who fled when the Ashina rebelled. Now the Blue Turks as their name implied, are in the brink of collapse. Questioned by it's nomad and settler subjects. During the harsh journey, under merciless winter of 587. The conflict inside Gokturk administration reach it's boiling point. Civil wars on the young empire is inevitable. Iltas on the other hand, only want seek for the righteousness. Always longing for the ultimate path of truth. Iltas must fight to survive and endure so that one day he shall find the ultimate truth that he yearn for. -- 12+ Genre: Action, Drama, Philosophy, Military