survival

That stormy night was supposed to be just an ordinary night for two young men - Noel Sanjaya and Arka. But in the ancient mansion of the noble Sanjaya family, Noel has just completed an ancient ritual-one performed only once every five centuries. The kingdom's ministers gather in silence, witnessing the birth of a new 'Aksesa,' a mysterious title that has served as the hidden pillar of the Carta Kingdom for millennia. On the other side of the city, in a small cafe about to close, Arka is fighting to finish a college assignment, battling sleep and dreaming of his grandfather's steamed chicken. He has no idea the storm is no ordinary weather... or that his life is being irrevocably changed. Two nineteen-year-old men. Two worlds that have never collided. One ancient cycle awakening: The Dark Period. As the kingdom braces for a cataclysm that strikes only once every five hundred years, a buried secret begins to crawl from the shadows. And when destiny finally brings Noel and Arka face to face, one of them will discover he is not who he thinks he is. Because sometimes, a kingdom's greatest hero... is born in the most unexpected of places.

Terra II, a world split into vast planes, where deserts stretch endlessly and horrors—born from beyond existence and from within—roamed without rest. It is a land scarred by nightmares that never fade, where survival is measured not in victories but in the ability to endure another day. The Common Era, an age where the very concept of happiness has been abandoned. Here, no story begins with joy, and none end with peace. One mistake—a misplaced word, a fleeting gesture—is enough to end you before you even realize it. If you looked strong, if you felt strong, if you were strong—was it ever enough? Strength itself is questioned here, tested not only by battle but by the world’s unrelenting weight and the collapse of all things. Trust is a fragile mask, loyalty nothing more than a fleeting dream. In such a place, how long can one endure before breaking? What if you didn’t even know who your real family was, where you came from, or whether you had the right to claim even a fragment of Terra as your own? --- I'm pretty excited to come back here after literal months of being away, i haven't updated since i felt it had no real place, it didn't feel real enough, well; as realistic as i wanted it tbh. The characters I had were either to much of this or that and didn't have struggles that felt meaningful. So i toned down how strong the mc is and will be along other things. 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. long ass rant, lol. Kristen out, peace. 09/25

Born in chains beneath the tyranny of the Celestial Dragons, he was never meant to taste freedom. But when the Great Pirate Era erupts, he escapes into a world ruled by chaos, ambition, and dreams. He seeks no treasure, no crew, only vengeance. As shadows rise and empires tremble, one man will rewrite the legacy of the Pirate King… even if it means becoming the world’s greatest enemy.

Ratelsi lives in a world transformed by the Neo Opus energy storm, a world that shuns her kind. As runners, she and her best friend, Timoth were tasked with a routine delivery that goes sideways when they uncover an unexpected contraband. This small, unassuming package pulls blurs the lines between right and wrong, leaving Ratelsi to confront who she is, decide how she must live and if she's willing to fight for a world that may never accept her.

when a bus full of high schoolers going home from a championship game breaks down in the middle of nowhere they must walk through a vast cornfield to find help but what awaits them in the night amongst the corn

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 ^^

Patchrunner: Awakening Kael Varin watched his wife and daughter die. Then he died too. But fate rolled back — and he woke up 90 days earlier, with a power no one should have: the Patch System. He can rewrite reality like broken code. Fix dungeons. Rewind deaths. Alter outcomes. But every patch leaves a scar — glowing glyphs called Debt that burn through his body. He swore to keep his family safe this time. To stay hidden. Careful. Quiet. But his daughter is drawing symbols that shouldn’t exist. Reapers are whispering her name. And now the system is collapsing — and only Kael can stop it. To protect her, he’ll tear the world apart. Even if it kills him again.

Lu Chen had a dream, an incredibly long dream... The dream world was familiar yet at the same time unfamiliar. Singer, actor, and freelance writer, he actually went through three sections of different lives in a dream world! When he woke up, Lu Chen thus embarked on a bright road to becoming a Perfect Superstar!

Victor Hugo: "You all call me the 'Conscience of France,' but right now it beats in Lionel's breast!" Émile Zola: "'Naturalism' or 'Realism'? No, only Lionel's 'Modernism' belongs to the 20th century!" Gustave Flaubert: "Maupassant was my best student, Lionel my confidant." Guy de Maupassant: "Lionel's only shortcoming was that he had not contracted the noble, majestic syphilis." Anton Chekhov: "What else do we need in this world besides sunshine, air, water, and a smile? Lionel's works, of course!" Leo Tolstoy: "Are you suggesting that I go to Sweden to accept the Nobel Prize that Lionel Sorel refused?" Arthur Conan Doyle: "To be Sherlock Holmes's assistant, to be accepted by Lionel... Author- The wind blows through the long night. I am trying to improve the Translation

Surviving behind cold bars is tough. The strong devour the weak. Will Aurel survive in prison, or will he become prey to the wolves waiting for their catch?

Lena never imagined her quiet life as a bookstore cashier would end with her being dragged into the glittering, ruthless world of the elite. One drunken twist of fate ties her to Adrian Li—the cold, untouchable CEO feared by rivals and worshipped by the business world. To him, their marriage is nothing but a contract. To society, she’s an unworthy nobody. But to Lena, it’s the beginning of a war she never asked for. Scorned by socialites, mocked by employees, and tested by Adrian himself, Lena must learn to survive where whispers cut sharper than knives. Yet the more she fights back, the more Adrian finds himself drawn to her fire… In a marriage built on ice, what happens when sparks begin to fly?

"Let the nuclear warhead fly for a bit first.""How did I end up becoming that despicable and sinister Silver Fox Foxy? I'd better figure out a way to get plastic surgery first!" Note: This is a very brutal fanfic

It is said that if there is a Stand, it will have a special ability, but why does this Stand named "Kaguya" look so much like a certain final boss? Isn't this too disturbing?. I am certian that this is going to be a Bizarre Adventure.

Jeng Minh, an overworked office clerk with a fondness for historical war novels, wakes up in the body of Zhou Chen, the infamous Iron Wolf of the Northwest—a ruthless warlord fated to die in a brutal ambush. But instead of perishing, Jeng Minh’s sudden awakening triggers a chain reaction that overturns Zhou Chen’s destined defeat and reshapes the course of an entire kingdom. As he struggles to command armies he’s never trained, navigate politics he’s never studied, and survive enemies he’s never met, Jeng Minh soon discovers the truth: Zhou Chen’s body is not merely a second chance—it is a vessel. A mysterious bannerless legion led by the enigmatic Bai Ye appears on the battlefield, kneels before him, and declares that the “soul reborn” has awakened. They know he is not Zhou Chen. They know why he survived. And they insist that destiny has already chosen him. But destiny is not the only force at play. Someone orchestrated the original ambush. Someone who also wears a bone-white mask. Prisoners whisper of hidden factions and ancient powers moving behind the scenes—powers that revived him, powers that now hunt him. With Zhou Chen’s loyal general watching suspiciously, rival warlords preparing for war, and a legion of masked warriors promising to return in three moons, Jeng Minh must uncover the secret behind Zhou Chen’s death, the true purpose of the vessel, and the identity of the being that revived him… Before destiny—and those who seek to control it—come to collect.

The unwithering steel flower, shuttling between worlds to find its resting place. "Hey, Orga, we're moving forward, right?" "Yeah, Mikazuki. Move forward. Don't stop." "Mhm. Barbatos won't stop either. Let's go back... Tekkadan. Important Note : For the continuity of this story consider to Support us on Pãtreon/Flokixy to access advance Chapters and To Support The Daily Update

After awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan, Uchiha Soren understands one truth: A world built on lies cannot be changed from within. So he chooses the path of rebellion. Danzo will fall. Hiruzen will follow. And anyone who stands between him and his vision will be erased. No loyalty. No hesitation. Only power. The Uchiha will not obey the world— they will shape it. Across nations, timelines, and realities, one rule never changes: Only the strong decide destiny.

She was his prize. His weapon. His ruin. Princess Amora thought she knew what monsters looked like, until she became bound to one. Godwynn, a brutal Dark Elf Prince, didn't just conquer her kingdom. He claimed her. Forced into a bond that chains their very souls together. Amora is now trapped in enemy territory, at the mercy of a male who sees her as nothing more than a tool—a womb to secure his crown, a bloodline to exploit. He's arrogant. Ruthless. And gods help her, intoxicating in the worst possible way. Every touch is a game of dominance. Every word cuts like a blade. And as her family's execution looms and war rages between their kingdoms, Amora realizes survival isn't enough anymore. She needs to find a way to fight back—even if it means playing the monster's game. However, Godwynn doesn't play fair. And the line between hatred and obsession is dangerously thin when your enemy can feel everything you feel. *Contains mature themes, intense situations, and a hero who earns his redemption the hard way.*

Kell Sterling went out for a game and a snack. He woke up in R’lyeh. When the frozen ocean split open and alien creatures swarmed the city, humanity wasn’t conquered—it was harvested. Kell watched people dragged away, experimented on, broken. When the aliens chose a child, he stepped forward and volunteered to take her place. He died for that choice. Then he died again. And again. And again. A god older than the sea rebuilt him through hundreds of brutal deaths, reshaping him into the vessel it wanted—an eldritch lord carved from shadow, blood, and impossible geometry. When the training finally ended, the god stripped away every level he’d earned and cast him back into the ruined world at Level 1. Now Kell walked through collapsing cities with powers no human should wield, hunted by the Greylith that claimed R’lyeh and watched by the ancient presence whispering in his mind. He wasn’t a hero. He was the chosen vessel of something that dreamed in the deep. And the Greylith were about to learn what they awakened.

Konoha: What kind of explosive chaos would rock the Naruto world… if someone walked in carrying a Devil Fruit with Ope Ope–style surgical powers— nerfed by seawater, fueled by stamina— plus the physique of a Saiyan, and even a knockoff Sea-Prism Stone in his pocket? Yeah. That “someone” is me. My name is Kaito, and while I was just casually playing a game, the game decided to play me— and I got transmigrated inside it. Fortunately, I can still hop back to my real world, and even better, a bizarre system woke up with me. Main Quest — Survive until the end of Shippuden. Rewards: Stay in this world and receive a noble black card loaded with one billion in perfectly legal, fully verified, foolproof liquid cash; Or obtain my character’s peak power, then travel to any world I choose—or stay in Naruto to enjoy the view. For a modern person? Either choice is basically winning the cosmic lottery. But after spending half a month irl and three whole years in the Second World, only to return and find the neighborhood outside my home looking like it got hit by a failed Chunin Exams invasion… Let’s be real—there was only one logical decision: —Time to jump worlds and run for my life! “My dream,” I declared solemnly, “is to become a proper chunin.”

Daniela was killed, but no one knew the killer until they investigated