survival

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

Elara Ashwyn exists between two worlds—and she doesn't remember either of them. By day, she's a mortal bookshop girl who fears the dark. By midnight, she becomes Nyx—the immortal Queen who's ruled the Shadow Realm for three hundred years. But when dawn comes, Elara remembers nothing. When the Beast King Kael appears claiming he's searched for her across lifetimes, everything shatters. He knows about her transformations. He knows about both worlds. And he knows the ancient curse splitting her between them will kill her in eleven months. To survive, Elara must merge with her midnight self. To break the curse, both halves must love the same man. But becoming whole means choosing which world to rule—and which version of herself to sacrifice. A dark romantasy of split souls, forbidden love, and a queen caught between two impossible choices.

This is the story of six main characters and their interactions between each other and how simple event turns the wheel of fate and that is why it is the dance of the seasons, Six seasons make of the year, Bringing joy and happiness and sometimes sadness and sorrow. This is the dance between those six seasons as the year passes but eventually one season has to die for another seasons birth and you can't force one to stay for eternity, For how can a mortal comprehend the word 'Eternal.' This story exist because One men wanted to write

Sera, an assassin known as the Angel of Death, was on her way to live a normal life—a life without killing. But suddenly, she is magically transported to a strange land ruled by Azron Mort, a ruthless lord and warrior who has claimed thousands of lives. To survive in this unfamiliar place, Sera pretends to be mute, hides her assassin skills, and does everything she can to avoid angering Azron Mort. But how can she stay out of his way when she is living under his roof with no chance to escape? And worst of all… she has caught the warlord’s attention. Chaos seems to follow her everywhere, leaving her no choice but to unleash her hidden skills to protect the people who have become important to her. A story of two people from different worlds, each forced to kill in order to survive, whose lives become intertwined in ways neither expected. Excerpt: Sera looked at Azron, noticing immediately that his face held no satisfaction from the fight. If anything, it unsettled her. There was a lingering sharpness in his gaze—curiosity, deep and probing. He wasn't done. Not even close. He wanted to see more… to see her true capacity. Across the arena, General Jidu moved to join the other generals, but Sera barely spared it a glance. The atmosphere had shifted—tight, heavy, almost suffocating. Sera started to climb down the arena. One step. Then— Azron suddenly grabbed a bow and arrow. The movement was swift. Precise. He pointed it at Sera. She immediately stopped midway. Silence struck the arena. The four generals were visibly shocked, their bodies tensing as if they had all felt the same invisible blade press against their throats. Without warning—Azron released two arrows shot toward Sera. Fast and unforgiving. Sera reacted instantly, her sword slicing through the air—clang, clang—striking both arrows cleanly. They dropped to the ground at her feet. She didn't even have time to settle. Azron had already taken another set. Three arrows drawn and released. Azron was a sharp shooter. His arrows always hit their mark—always—no matter how many he fired at once. He's really testing me. Sera stepped back, her breathing controlled, her eyes locked onto him. She moved with precision—intercepting, deflecting, cutting through the incoming arrows with her sword. Each impact sent vibrations up her arms, but she didn't falter. He didn't stop.He kept shooting again and again. Until— Twenty arrows lay scattered on the ground. All around her. A silent ring of intent. Sera stood in the center of the arena, unmoving. Her sword pointed toward the ground. But her gaze— It lifted to Azron. Steady and burning. She knew that he wasn't done testing her. Her glare sharpened—no longer guarded, no longer cautious. It was a challenge now. Raw. Undeniable.

Path Of War is an AI-assisted novel which takes readers into Masashi Kimoto's world of ninjas that's filled with martial arts and political struggles. The year is 2026. A devout Christian named Arthur Bennett wins a lottery to participate in Elysium's experiment. As the other six participants—a mix of personalities with varying degrees of Japanese animation knowledge—prepare to enter the simulation, Arthur remains the only one who has never indulged in anime. Upon entering this new world, he discovers an unsettling truth: if he dies here, he dies on earth. Calls for him to be released from the experiment go unanswered. Now he must deal with real-world consequences such as hunger, thirst, hygiene, and even death. Angered that he was deceived, he abandons all sense of logic and vows to become a villain no one had ever seen coming.

A bizarre invasion strikes Wuthering Waves, the Lament resounds throughout civilization, here… there is no Rover. Professional Hardcore player Noah enters Solaris and discovers that the world of Wuthering Waves is completely different from the one in his memory. The Magistrate of Jinzhou is no longer Jinhsi, but Scar of the Fractsidus. General Jiyan of the Midnight Rangers has already been corrupted and blackened by Threnodian pollution. The Black Shores have completely fallen, and the Shorekeeper sacrificed herself to fuse with the Tethys System. Gloomy shadows shroud the sky, civilization’s Lament never ceases, and the desperate, exhausted people have no time to wipe away their tears as they confront fate with roars of unwilling fury. “Good, good, good, so this is how you want to play it!” Noah cursed under his breath— “Then don’t blame me for turning on cheats.” [Wuthering Waves fanfiction + bizarre invasion + apocalypse + world salvation + collapsed main storyline + protagonist is not Rover]

The world’s population has been reduced to less than 500,000, but the only remaining traces of the apocalypse are the Elements–“Elements of Life,” many call them. Jelani is 18, but he’s already left one past behind and now lives as a soldier, fighting for the city of Hoodsale. Beneath the shadow of Mt. Hood, Oregon, he exists, going about his day-to-day life with the least enthusiasm possible. However, when he’s called on a mission to hunt down the criminals of this world–“rebels”–his company is caught off guard and torn to pieces. But Jelani survives, obtains the power of an element, and, with the world on the brink of a second disaster, he resolves to gain strength and make his existence known. All drawings (and the cover art) are drawn by me! Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/cw/Azayaka

Tags: #PostApocalyptic #BaseBuilding #HaremKing #OPSystem #ZombieApocalypse #Survival #PowerFantasy #Romance The world ended the day the dead stopped staying dead. Cities fell in hours. Governments collapsed in days. Mutated horrors tore through what the zombies left behind, and humanity, for all its weapons and walls, had no answer. He was just a man trying to stay alive in the wreckage. No weapons. No allies. No hope. Cornered, exhausted, one breath away from becoming another corpse in a world full of them. Then — [Ding! You have Awakened the Survival Architect System!] [Ding! Skill Awarded: Territorial Mark — Designate any location as your base. Build anything. Defend everything.] [Ding! Skill Awarded: Multishop — Your personal store never runs out. Buy what the apocalypse took from everyone else.] Suddenly, surviving wasn't the ceiling anymore. Building was. One base. One shop. And every beautiful woman he pulled from the jaws of the apocalypse? They weren't leaving.

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.

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^

Leo died like an idiot and got a second chance in a world that doesn't tolerate idiots. Dropped onto forbidden Oni territory, he's forced into a death hunt where survival should be impossible, but his body adapts through violence, pain, and sheer refusal to stay dead. One brutal victory earns him gold, status, and the attention of Iori, a warrior prodigy who's never tasted defeat. Now, traveling a continent where strength is law and gods play with mortals like pieces on a board. Leo faces a simple question: how strong can you become when dying just makes you harder to kill?

Tatsu transmigrates into Demon Slayer and starts as a demon. Just when he thought he was going to starve to death, he was picked up by Kanae, the Flower Hashira, Who happened to be passing by. Since he don't want to work hard anymore, then just enjoy being a kept man. Faced with the Demon Slayer Corps' questioning, Tatsu hid behind Kanae, trembling (pretending): " Sister, they're so fierce, I'm so scared~" Kanae drew her sword and stood there, her gentle smile masking a murderous aura: "Anyone who dares to touch a hair on Tatsu's head, I'll chop them down." Sanemi Shinazugawa: "This demon must die!" Shinobu Kocho: "What kind of bewitching potion did he give my sister? I want some too!" Kanao: "Whatever Tatsu-nii says is right." Nezuko Kamado: "Ugh! (I want a hug too!)" Tatsu shrugs: As a Demon, I'm helpless to be chased around and fed by the Hashira every day.

Kael, a reclusive and antisocial man, died alone in his apartment, consumed by frustration and regret. But his tale didn't end in darkness. Reborn in the unforgiving world of Eridoria, where the law of the jungle reigned supreme and apes were eerily absent, Kael found himself in the body of a lion cub with a unique bloodline. This was no ordinary rebirth; he was a lion unlike any other. Thrust into the complex web of pride dynamics and social hierarchy, Kael must navigate treacherous alliances, rivalries, and his own primal instincts. With a fierce determination burning within, he sets his sights on a singular goal: to claim the title of the ultimate King. Warning: R18, harem, neutral/dark/ruthless MC, violence. Discord: https://discord.gg/jfcSCYJzYs

Anthony wakes up in the gritty, neon-lit underworld of the John Wick universe with a massive target on his back. Transmigrated as the illegitimate son of Russian mob boss Viggo Tarasov, he knows his half-brother's idiotic decision to steal a retired assassin's car will soon doom the entire family. To survive the wrath of the Baba Yaga, Anthony takes matters into his own hands; eliminating his brother, hijacking the syndicate's fortune, and using a tactical combat System to level up his lethal skills. Now officially sanctioned by the terrifying High Table, Anthony must navigate a treacherous web of gold coins, Blood Oaths, and elite assassins. With the legendary John Wick as a wary foil and the High Table's Adjudicators breathing down his neck, Anthony sheds his past to forge a new mafia empire from the shadows. In a world where the rules are absolute, he intends to be the one writing them.

I was just taking a quiet late-night walk when I found… a child sleeping inside a dumpster. One thing led to another, and suddenly I became the accidental father of a kid no older than ten. The next morning, I woke up from a vivid dream. A mysterious Victorian woman whispering about "calamity, dungeons, portals, another world… yeah, good luck bro." She said all of that in the most casually elegant Victorian tone imaginable. But the real nightmare started when a floating screen appeared in front of me, spouting nonsense about quests and objectives. The day I picked up a child in a dumpster was the day my ordinary life ended. And that was when our story truly began. and most of all. this novel takes at year 2029.

"Why is the Earth so different?" In the year 2085, the impossible happened: the Earth began to slow down until it stopped completely. Without an apparent reason, the planet drifted out of its orbit and began to wander through deep space. Neither the most brilliant scientists nor the most advanced AIs could find an answer as to why this was occurring. The Moon failed to follow Earth’s new path, as a result, massive tidal shifts swallowed entire continents, leaving only a fraction of humanity alive. The catastrophe deepened when, after three weeks of drifting, Earth collided with a mysterious, pitch-black planet. In the wake of the impact, more landmasses were shattered, leaving only portions of Asia and Africa intact. From the darkness of this black planet, strange entities emerged. Humanity dubbed them "Krukins", hostile, ink-black creatures that were extremely aggressive toward the survivors. Right before the Earth began its descent into chaos, a biologist was launched toward a planet near a black hole. This world, dubbed "New Earth" due to its striking similarities to our own. The biologist, Darian, was told that while ten years would pass for him on this new world, only fifty years would pass on Earth. But the calculations were wrong. It wasn’t fifty years that passed back home, it was five hundred. When Darian finally returns to Earth, he is not alone. On the alien planet, he found a small creature capable of fusing with him, granting him the power of ice. He returns five centuries late to find a world he no longer recognizes, a planet overrun by Krukins. Standing amidst the ruins of his home, Darian cannot believe his eyes. Daily Chapters at 5:00 PM (Italy Time / CET) (For global readers: 4:00 PM UTC / 11:00 AM EST)

Fifty years ago, the Abyss appeared in the world, and the world was never the same. From the Abyss emerged Magical Beasts with unimaginable strength and power that sought to prey on humans and destroy the human race. Yet, alongside the Abyss was a power to awaken a magical occupation that grants its bearers magical abilities, enabling them to fight back. Now, awakened humans with magical abilities are tasked with venturing deep into the Abyss to destroy it once and for all. But there is more to the Abyss than humanity knew. … … Thoren Starfall has been plagued by disease since his childhood. To save him from the Mana-Eating Worm, his parents took a high-interest loan when he was close to dying. When Thoren Starfall recovered from the disease, he awakened the weakest occupation: a Necromancer. As an Awakener, it is compulsory for him to venture into the Abyss, but with a useless occupation, his fate is already decided. Having lost their first daughter to the Abyss, the Starfall family fell into despair. Thoren, however, is different. While everyone calls his occupation useless, he believes otherwise. Hidden beneath his weak occupation lies an Ex-Rank talent, one that even he doesn’t fully understand. But first, he must venture into the Abyss and return in less than 14 days to protect his parents from becoming slaves.

The story represents the life of a young girl Iris, whose world has been shaped by a relentless tide of tragedy. It is a journey through her past events ; the horrible moments that followed one after another, each harder than the last. As life became increasingly difficult, her heart became a map of scars and experiences that no one else could see. It is a portrait of a soul forced to grow up in the shadows of loss, trying to survive a reality that feels more like a nightmare. In a world that keeps taking from her, will she find the strength to survive her own tragedies? Or will she finally break under the weight, lost in a darkness with no way back home? Stay with us to see how her story unfolds.

In this world where darkness and light are locked in constant battle, in the age of One·For·All and All·for·One, a teenager named Akio Tatsuma was born quietly… Thor descends once more—may fortune be unstoppable. Air manipulation: terrifying power.

In a world where Mages and Wardens contain monstrous Realms to protect humanity, Killian Dominic was termed a Null. A stain on his prestigious family. But a mysterious awakening bloomed within him, granting him the forbidden SSS-Rank Void Element. Every element he devours becomes his weapon. Fire, Lightning, Wind, Earth. Nothing is beyond his reach! Now hunted by the Goddess's Knights and Warden, Killian sets out on a path of incredible devouring. He will become the necessary Warden who destroys the very Realms the Gods created. Follow Killian as he ascends and devours everything in his path! #fastpaced #Multi-ElementMC!