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Earth's greatest tech-philanthropist didn't expect the afterlife to be a literal junkyard. Reincarnated as a shattered spirit-server in a world of magical laws and monstrous threats, Silas Thorne is at the bottom of the food chain. But Silas didn't build a corporate empire by playing fair. Projecting a glowing 'Imprint' onto a roster of desperate street kids, he establishes a strict, mutually beneficial network. He provides the blueprints and the bio-valves to safely unlock their Aura. They upload the copper, the steel, and eventually, the magical beast cores to expand his server capacity. A new power is rising in the shadows of the Hunter world, one transaction at a time.

"Teacher, does the Sage of Six Paths really exist?" "Can ninjas become sages too?" "..." Golden-twintailed Tsunade smiled, looking at her freshly graduated student asking with such a serious face, thinking to herself "he's still just a child after all." ... "The lifespan of flesh is far too short!" "Even Hokages eventually fade into oblivion." "Osamu, in this village, only you can understand me!" "..." To obtain the truth, Orochimaru—who chose to defect from the village—looked at the young junior who tracked him down and continued his temptation, fanaticism gradually surfacing on his face. ... "Osamu, a ninja is one who endures." "For the shinobi world, the Child of Prophecy will ultimately change everything!" "..." Jiraiya knelt in the rain, howling in anguish. He couldn't believe the junior who inherited the Will of Fire would ultimately walk down this "misguided path." ... On the earth bathed in crimson moonlight, Furukawa Osamu looked at the Truth-Seeking Orb changing form in his left hand, then at the Chakra Fruit he'd painstakingly collected in his right hand, and smiled with relief: "...Immortality begins here..." ——Furukawa Osamu, who accidentally arrived in the ninja world, initially only wanted to live longer. But pursuing immortality on this path ultimately changed the entire world, and this was merely the beginning of everything. 70+advance chapters at patreon.com/Eatinpieces

In the stillness before the storm, she was a masterpiece of cold elegance. Riha was the perfect tool. As the "Shadow Lord" of the Shadow Vile, she moved through the darkness to protect a family that treated her like a ghost. She expected a life of service; she didn't expect the daggers in her back. Betrayed by her own blood and left to drown in the silver depths of the Star-Glow Lake, Riha’s life didn't just flash before her eyes—it shattered. But as she sank into the crushing darkness, the Abyss didn't take her soul. It recognized its ruler. They wanted a sacrificial lamb to die in the dark. Instead, they birthed a Sovereign who would command it. "The stars witnessed my fall. Now, the world will tremble at my return."

There is a girl in this who looks innocent but is very dangerous from inside. she lives to life and does not spare anyone except her friends

“You are destined to die if you continue on this path! You cannot change your fate!” He lifted his head and gazed into the heavens, fingers tightening around his sword. “What if I already have?” he muttered. Born in a desolate lower realm, he believed himself ordinary—just another insignificant youth chasing an impossible peak. But the world suppressed him. A forgotten history buried in the endless river of time began to resurface. Seals weakened. The abyss stirred. Chaos awakened. As he rises among peerless geniuses, the heavens respond. Not with recognition— but with extermination. Immortals descend. Fate tightens. The Heavens itself moves to erase him. Yet he takes another step forward. Each step drains his life. Each breakthrough brings him closer to death. Power is no longer a path— it is a countdown. If Immortals seek to destroy him, he will leave behind a mountain of corpses. If fate binds him— he will shatter it. If the heavens stand in his way— he will carve a path through them… even if it costs him everything.

Sacrifice is a lie for the weak. There are only gains and losses. Nothing can be gained without losing something in return. In fact, even paradise demands death. Yet beyond this nihilistic view of life, never forget that the opposite is also true. In every loss, there is something to gain. The true essence of life, what you all call "wisdom", lies in your ability to move forward through hardship, seek out these hidden gains, accept compromise, and strive for better days. After all, the worst that can happen is death. In writing this story, I hope you will find at least a bit of wisdom and enjoyment, despite my limited writing skills.

Sometimes, love comes knocking in a suit and scarred hands, and changes everything… Ayla Thorne, a twenty-two-year-old college graduate, is weighed down by debt and the constant worry of her father’s mounting medical bills. To keep her life afloat, she works part-time at a small coffee shop—and at the Morettis’, a family whose wealth and influence both fascinates and intimidates her. Everything changes the moment she meets Cassian Moretti, heir to the powerful Moretti dynasty. He’s back in town for one reason only: revenge. And in the blink of an eye, Ayla finds herself swept into a storm of emotions she never expected—love, heartbreak, loss, survival… and love again. As hidden truths come to light, Ayla uncovers the real story about her mother and a complicated connection to Lorenzo Vellani, a man whose presence shakes her heart and forces her to question everything she thought she knew about family, loyalty, and desire. When a quiet, dangerous obsession with a Mafia boss starts to feel like love, Ayla Thorne faces a question she never imagined she’d have to answer: does she run from it—or does she finally embrace the darkness pulling her in?

This work is a draft. The book is released on August 12. On the day the world ended, the president of Fermiris struck a deal with the king behind the dome and unleashed an army of colossal insectoid monsters. Cities burned. The sky opened. "Live until tomorrow," the quest window says, haunting him every moment. But tomorrow never comes.

His first day ended with a knife in his throat. Marcus, the so called “Mad Lord”, awakens to clarity and a system’s grim decree: [Days Left: 183.] His first choice leads to a brutal death and his second, to a perfect frame. But the Edge Of Death offers more than a countdown. It grants knowledge and secrets hidden by time. Forbidden methods and designs this world was never meant to have. Hunted by the wealthy and nobles, ruling a starving land on the brink of collapse, Marcus makes a single decision: if survival is difficult, then he will build something that will make his enemies hesitate. From an impoverished territory, he begins to forge an empire of his own. ------- #Kingdombuilding#NoHarem#Weaktostrong#Mages. ------ 50 Power Stones = 1 extra chapter. 100 Power Stones = 2 extra chapters. 5 Constructive Review = 3 extra chapters.

Meet the worst therapist on Earth. He drinks cheap whiskey, aggressively insults his patients, and boasts a bulletproof zero-star rating online. He doesn't want to heal you; he just wants your hourly rate so he can pay his rent. But when a routine session with a weeping middle-manager abruptly turns into a telekinetic meltdown, he realizes that he is in a parallel dimension that is basically a psychological hazard zone. Welcome to a world where unresolved trauma literally gives you superpowers. The citizens here are walking, superpowered powder kegs, relying on their fractured "Egos" to cast fire, bend gravity, and level city blocks. The catch? If their mental health deteriorates, they burn out, and become food for interdimensional monsters hungry for negative energy. In a society entirely populated by emotionally unstable, heavily armed psychopaths, a guy who actually understands the DSM-5 is the ultimate mechanic. But our protagonist didn't get a superpower. He got something infinitely better: absolute, soul-crushing apathy. Because he is so fundamentally cynical and completely dead inside, he leaves zero psychological footprint. Psychic detectives can't track him. The trauma-eating monsters think he has the nutritional value of a cardboard box. He is the ultimate anomaly—a ghost in a city of glowing targets. Well, a ghost with one massive headache. Because his transition to this world woke up his subconscious "Alter"—a sickeningly sweet, overly empathetic Beverly Hills life coach who now lives rent-free in his head and refuses to shut up. Stranded in a dystopia where nobody remembers him and a militarized anomaly task force is hunting his shadow, he has only one goal: find a decent cup of coffee and extort these superpowered lunatics for everything they’re worth. Heroes save the world. He just bills it out-of-network.

Aamon Maverick was the lead beta-tester for Arcane Frontier, a hyper-realistic game of spatial rifts and ancient lore. While the world of gamers complained about the "impossible" difficulty, Aamon saw the truth: every death was a lesson, and every line of lore was a hint of this seemingly intricate virtual world. But when he refused to "dumb down" the masterpiece, he was fired for negligence. Bitter and broke, Aamon attempted to clear the game one last time, only to be met with his final hurdle. [You do not have the right class to continue.] The next time he opened his eyes, the "impossible" world was no longer a game. Transmigrated into the body of a 17-year-old on the verge of death, Aamon awakens a power never before seen in the 2,000-year history of the apocalypse. [Talent: Hidden Player (Epic Grade)] [Class: ◽◽◽◽◽◽◽◽] With a mysterious class, a profound talent and mind-blowing skills that seems alter the rules of his new reality that he is living in, to Aamon, he is no longer just a tester. He is the world's secret variable. In a world of Arcanists and Monsters, where the strongest fails and the most brilliant ones fall, only the one who knows the rules can break this cycle of endless fighting and hurt. [ AUTHOR'S NOTES: This story is heavily implied Boys Love, if it's not your cup of tea, you have the will to scroll past it or remove from your library. As for those who will be supporting it, I'm grateful for it. I will be updating it everyday or every two days.]

The story takes place in a 21st century Earth in the future where gravity has weakened. Whilst performing an experimemt, a group of scientists fall into a portal and find themselves on a new world filled with magic but instead of a fairy tale fantasy, it is a dark dystopian world filled with despair. The story focuses of the journey of one scientist named "Neil" and his struggle to return back home.

Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder. She was wrong. The worst was yet to come. She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation. She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. The hatred was mutual. So what now? Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all. But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her. But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else? Was it too late to regret?

In a world shrouded in darkness and overrun by monsters born from a dead god, soldiers are nothing but disposable shields. Healing serums keep the wounded breathing long enough to die later, and only exceptional survivors earn a name. Bright Morgan is thrown into the lowest regiment of cannon fodder—expected to die before his first campaign. But he carries a rare soul talent: Fusion. At first, he can only merge weapons. But when elite monsters fall and their crystal cores are collected, his talent evolves—allowing him to fuse powers themselves. His first fusion? Spatial Awareness + Danger Sense = Spatial Foresight. He can sense killing intent, track unseen threats, and react before death arrives. After watching the only friend he makes get slaughtered on patrol, Bright abandons hope and embraces cold pragmatism. From the gutters of the battlefield, he begins climbing the power ladder: Fledgling >Initiate >Adept> Expert >Elite >Champion >Mythic >Cosmic To survive, he’ll steal, forge, kill, and evolve. And in a world built on corpses, Bright Morgan won’t just live— He’ll become the weapon that decides who does.

In a world where power is carved through death, Kael Veyrin was the only one left unmarked… or so everyone believed. Branded as worthless and left to die, he awakens with something far more terrifying than a Sigil — a presence that should not exist. As kingdoms hunt power and monsters rise from forgotten shadows, Kael must uncover the truth behind his existence… before the thing inside him takes control. Because some powers are not meant to be awakened. And some kings… should never return.

Leon, pemuda modern, bereinkarnasi menjadi Wein Arcveil di dunia Ether—tempat kekuatan supranatural mengalir dan takdir menentukan segalanya. Terjebak antara pilihan jalur mematikan dan bayangan sunyi, ia harus menguasai kekuatan Kegelapan, menghadapi musuh tak terlihat, dan menemukan caranya bertahan hidup. Namun setiap langkah membawa konsekuensi yang bisa mengubah dirinya dan dunia di sekitarnya selamanya.

In ancient Mesopotamia, where empires are carved into stone and gods shape the fate of men, a new power begins to rise. Naram-Sin, heir to the first empire in history, walks a path between man and god… between order and destruction. As civilizations clash, monsters build kingdoms, and demons whisper temptation, one truth becomes clear: The world does not need a hero. It needs ruler…and the ruler was the first tyrant ever known in history .

Thrown into a brutal world where monsters hunts humans, and humans hunts all supernatural, a young boy fights just to stay alive. Yet buried within his blood is a power older than the supernatural races themselves—the power to command them. This is my second book but english is not my native language, i used AI grammar correcting tool to minimize the error. I hope you understand it Warning: there will be gore scene, +18 scene, and the MC will have 2 intimate partner. if you dont like any of these scene. you can pass all you want.

I never wished to be one of the Dead. Being one of the Dead isn’t what normal people normally pray for. But that's the problem, I'm not normal. Although, in this context, being Dead doesn’t truly mean you are dead. At least, not entirely. It is a state between life and death. Where your soul lingers, your humanity fades, and something else begins to take its place. And yet… I chose it. No. I was chosen. And now, having accepted this existence, it has become my deepest need to become the most evolved of the Dead. Once, I was nothing more than an orphan, just another forgotten boy surviving in the slums, living inside a rusting, converted bus my uncle once used to cook drugs. I fought to survive, 'cause aside from my not so caring uncle, I had no one. Well, not until Death found me. That was when everything changed. Death exposed me to the true reality hidden beneath the illusion of what I once believed the world to be. I saw monstrous things; demons, fallen warriors, and necromantic beings raised through forbidden magic. Souls dragged back from death and forced into existence once more, but in monstrous forms. I saw creatures; evils and beasts that threatened to devour our entire sphere. Then, I also learned the truth. Earth is not the only sphere that exists. There are countless others, each inhabited by different species and creatures. There is the Elven Sphere; the world of the elves. The Orcanian Sphere, home of the orcs; green-skinned beings shaped like humans, yet far from them. And the Dwarken Spheres; the domain of the dwarves. And then… there is the Forbidden Sphere. The sphere of monstrosities. A realm where demons, abominations, and horrors beyond imagination are born. It is from this sphere that the horrors come. These spheres do not exist in isolation. They connect and at times overlap. They bleed into one another… and into ours. Yes… bleed. It is not many times that you will just suddenly wake up and find out that the friend beside you all this while has been an elf or an orc that entered to explore your world, but was hidden from you all this while because you lacked the sight to see through nature. When I was found by death, that was when I learned all this, when I learned who I was, the power within me, my truth, and my destiny. And now, I must navigate through all these worlds and fight all these monsters and demons in order to keep our sphere and other spheres safe. Because if I don't... Our sphere, and every other will fall.

Long ago, the world was a paradise of "Aether," a raw magical energy that provided everything from flight to eternal warmth. This "Golden Age" ended when a sorcerer sought to siphon all magic into himself, intending to become a god. To stop him, the Council of Seven (the "Good Mages") performed the Great Severing—a cataclysmic spell that drained the world of magic, leaving him powerless but also plunging humanity into a "Silent Age" of hard labor, iron, and forgotten legends.