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In a world fractured by war and the lingering scars of past horrors, two powerful factions, the Black Tower and the Revengers, battle for dominance, each with their own vision of the future. The Black Tower, an enigmatic and ruthless organization that manipulates the dark arts, seeks to control the flow of power in the world, bringing entire villages to ruin and claiming the lives of those who stand against them. Their influence reaches across lands, spreading fear and chaos, as they target anyone they deem a threat to their control. On the other side, the Revengers, a group born from the ashes of betrayal and destruction, work tirelessly to dismantle the Black Tower’s reign. Formed by those who have lost loved ones to the Tower’s ruthless practices, the Revengers stand as a symbol of resistance and vengeance, seeking to erase the remnants of the Black Tower’s terror. However, even their strength and resolve are tested as the Tower’s power grows stronger, and their own members are forced to face the horrors of their past. The battle between these two factions is one of shadows and fire, where survival means more than just strength—it demands sacrifice, loyalty, and the will to fight against the darkness that seeks to consume the world. As the conflict escalates, the foundations of society tremble, and even those with the purest of intentions find themselves questioning how far they are willing to go to achieve victory.

Kaito Soren was the strongest existence ever recorded — the King of Separation. His Infinite Void erased connection itself: distance, causality, even the link between action and consequence. In his world, nothing could ever touch him. Until something did. Killed by an attack that should not have been possible — one that bypassed perception, prediction, and causality itself — Kaito awakens in a nightmare reality where humanity’s deepest fears manifest as physical abominations that consume cities and reshape the world. Here, fear is not emotion. It is law. He meets Lilith Domina, the ice-cold commander of the Fourth Division, who wields crimson chains capable of binding fear itself and turning terror into power. The moment she reaches for him, her chains fail. For the first time, the King of Separation cannot be controlled… and cannot fully escape. She smiles. “You are the only thing my chains cannot control.” Forced into an uneasy alliance, Kaito must train a team of broken young hunters, hunt fear-born horrors, and uncover the truth behind his impossible death — while drawn dangerously closer to the one woman whose power can finally touch him. In a world where fear takes form, even absolute separation has a weakness. And if the Infinite Void breaks… nothing will remain unconnecte.

Kael Ashvane is the Runeward Chapter's least-regarded initiate — a foundling with no recognized elemental root, tolerated only because his guardian Lady Magister Isara pulled the strings to keep him enrolled. His cultivation is weak. His constructs backfire. His self-styled epithet, "the Little Saint-Lord," is a joke. His body is not. Born with the Primal Vigour Constitution — an innate anomaly that generates Virilic Essence of a purity no orthodox cultivator can match — Kael is precisely what the Ars Vitae demands: a natural reservoir, inexhaustible and potent. When the Chapter's mission collapses into the undead nightmare of the Dread Mire, it is not his fire techniques that first save him. It is Selene Voss, Third Soror of the Chapter, whose Ars Vitae bond with Kael begins in coercion and quietly becomes something neither of them intended. Her Bashful Bloom constitution makes their sessions unlike anything in the cultivation manuals — and the power she channels into him makes him faster, sharper, more dangerous than his grade has any right to explain. With Ars Vitae accelerating his cultivation far beyond what his official grade suggests, Kael begins winning engagements he has no business surviving: destroying Bone Towers with siege artillery he built himself, flooding the Bone Warren to collapse an undead campaign that had broken standing armies, forcing a divine-court prince to retreat. His Primal Vigour Constitution draws something extraordinary at climax — the Dracoiling, a phenomenon that blazes dragon-veins across his flesh and marks him as something the cultivation manuals do not have a category for. -------------------------------------- The Unrooted Saint: Blood, Flesh, and the Ars Vitae is a grimdark cultivation epic about a man whose blood is coveted by gods and whose body is wanted by the women who would use it, teach him through it, and sacrifice everything for it — and what remains of that man when all memory of who he was is gone.

Sometimes, Dual Cultivation is not a choice but the only option. Tyler Grant was a young man burdened with the fate of an Immemorial Paragon Tower, a house for nine fairies with immeasurable power. In this world, everyone awakens an Inherited Technique but Tyler had two. One he didn't want to use, and another he could not use. A Dual Cultivation Technique and a Normal but Powerful Technique. Witness as he explores the chains of fate, draws his sword against the Heaven and slowly breaks from the control of Heaven. He was a cultivator, destined to defy the Heaven. His nature is kind but the world is cruel. Will he bend to the power of fate and choices or would he make choices that would defy everything? This is a journey of a young cultivator who was forced to become a Dual Cultivator.

"The world is a mistake. And Adrian can see where it’s breaking." When reality begins to glitch—rain falling wrong, shadows moving late—people panic. Adrian doesn’t. He recognizes the Lines. The fractures holding everything together. Monsters are born from them. So is he. With a touch, he can unravel anything. But every time he does—something inside him disappears. The world is watching him now. And it’s learning. “Don’t trust me,” Adrian said. “Because I don’t fix things. I rewrite them.” ----------------------

On Earth-10, a world ten times larger than our own, survival is no longer guaranteed. Monsters pour from portals known as Dungeons, each one a domain of gods, horrors, and impossible power. Humanity’s only hope lies in the Awakened — chosen individuals who gain blessings and classes from the divine. Warriors, Mages, Priests, Assassins… all destined to grow, evolve, and one day become legends. But Ashura Bellet was not chosen. While his peers gained power and glory, Ashura was left with nothing — no blessing, no class, no future. Mocked by healers, nearly killed by a slime, burdened with his mother’s illness and the weight of supporting his younger sister, he lived as a mercenary scraping coin and bleeding in every raid. Weak, timid, and hesitant… until the day everything changed. A raid gone wrong. A dungeon no one had ever seen before. A place where purple lightning fell endlessly from the heavens, erasing even the strongest Awakened in an instant. Ashura should have died with the rest. Instead, the lightning struck him again and again — burning his body, breaking his mind — until it carved something new into his very soul. He awakened not to a blessing, but to something outside the system. An Unknown Class, forged by the storm itself. When Ashura emerged from the dungeon, he was no longer the timid mercenary everyone mocked. His hair turned white, his eyes burned with arrogance, and his body radiated the storm’s power. With a black blade in one hand and purple lightning crackling in the other, he had only one rule now: “I don’t underestimate. I don’t forgive. And I don’t stop.” Enemies see him as a monster. Allies see him as a madman who poses with no one watching, flexing his aura as though mocking the world itself. But behind the arrogance lies a ruthless killer, a cunning survivor, and a power that should never have existed. Because Ashura’s lightning isn’t from any god. It belongs to something older. Something forgotten. Something that wants him to burn the world.

when others transmigrated into the world of Overlord, they were either a Supreme Being of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, or... a Supreme Being of the Great Tomb of Nazarick. So why, of all things, did she have to become the "Holy Queen Greatsword"?

Just to be clear, this isn’t AI. The only AI elements here are the fanfic cover and a photo of someone’s foot stored somewhere on my phone. I write the plot in a different language, translate it into English, then reread and refine the wording to get everything right. That’s all! :V

She opens her eyes inside a glass pod, surrounded by flowers that have grown over everything including her. She has no memory. No past. Not even a name until she finds it etched into the pod she just crawled out of: Ashe. Everyone here woke up the same way — no answers, no origin, nothing but the word the locals use for what they are. Emergents. Whatever that means. Then the walls start writing to her. The written voice calls itself Seven, a survivor who knows things about her she hasn't figured out yet. Meanwhile, far above, a colossal vessel drifts across the sky in the same slow arc, again and again, as if waiting for something. Ashe doesn't know what she is yet. But the world is starting to show her things it isn't showing anyone else.

Queen Medusa: "Who are you?" Wu Tian: "My name is Wu Tian. I am the guardian spirit of the Serpent Clan's queens, generation after generation!" Queen Medusa: "Then how did you get in here?" Wu Tian: "Whoosh! Just like a skyrocketing firecracker, and here I am!" Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

I am Leomaris Runerth. The orphan taken into the prestigious Xanthus family, only to be framed by its lady and executed for a crime I did not commit. They called me the Villain of Trinity. Five years of kindness, care, and affection, all of it was an illusion. A carefully built lie meant to make me the perfect scapegoat for their sins. And I died believing it. But death was not the end. I awakened in a Realm of Illusion, a hidden layer of this world I was never meant to see. It didn’t matter. I would not waste my second life. With only the loyalty I still commanded, I embraced the role they had forced upon me. If they wanted a villain, I would become one: Lord Trinity. And I would make every person who played a part in my death pay… along with anyone foolish enough to stand in my way.

In a world where power is absolute, the weak are nothing more than dust beneath the feet of the strong. Rayn was never meant to survive. Haunted by fragments of his past lives and the betrayal that once ended him, he returns to a world that does not remember his name—but will soon fear it. The enemies who killed him still exist, scattered across time, power, and bloodlines. This time, he will not fall. As dragons rise, humans wage war, and ancient races clash for dominance, Rayn walks a path carved through chaos. Every battle, every scheme, every drop of blood brings him closer to something greater—not just revenge, but dominion. Even the gods begin to take notice… and move to stop him. But Rayn doesn’t seek to follow fate. He will break it. He will rewrite it. He will build his own path to power— And show the world how a man becomes its absolute lord. As the boundaries between worlds begin to thin, a divine conspiracy thousands of years in the making starts to unspool. The Gods think they are safe in their heavens, but the Mandate has been issued—and it only ends when the last throne is empty.

In a world where power determines worth, hunters are ranked from S to F… —and Kai Voss is the weakest of them all. Mocked, ignored, and barely surviving as a Rank F hunter, Kai has spent his life at the bottom, risking his life in dungeons just to earn scraps. No talent. No backing. No future. Until the day he is betrayed… and left to die. But death wasn’t the end. It was the beginning. [Hidden System Activated] [Condition: Host must survive at all costs] Unlike the systems of legends, Kai’s power is broken… incomplete… and terrifying. It doesn’t reward him for winning. It rewards him for surviving the impossible. Every near-death experience unlocks forbidden abilities. Every drop of blood spilled pushes him beyond human limits. But there’s a price— The stronger he becomes… The less human he feels. Now, as monsters pour into the world and powerful hunters fight for dominance, Kai walks a different path—one stained with blood, secrets, and something far darker than power. Because hidden within his system lies a truth no one is ready for… He was never meant to be a hero. He was meant to be something else. Something the world will one day fear.

#Read Chapter 0!!! [CONTENT WARNING: This work is intended for an adult audience (18+). Contains explicit sexual content, visceral violence, amorality, and dark psychological dynamics.] MAIN TAGS: #DualCultivation #Smut #DarkFantasy #Yandere #Harem #OverpoweredProtagonist #Violence #ObsessiveRomance #WorldBuilding SYNOPSIS: In a forgotten mortal village, an orphan carries in his eyes a wisdom that does not belong to this world. Beside him, his childhood wife guards a love so deep and twisted it borders on obsession. When the rhythm of the universe reveals itself to Zhì Yuǎn, the couple discovers that transcendence is not achieved by meditating atop a solitary mountain. Their path is paved with Dual Cultivation. As his overwhelming Yang and her pure Yin intertwine, they forge a method of their own and break the chains of the mortal world. What begins as a quiet, claustrophobic refuge in a bamboo grove soon transforms into an unrelenting climb toward divinity. When Zhì Yuǎn awakens a Singularity—an infinite inner universe, eternally hungry for energy and the Laws of reality—his wife Yù Qíng’s body reaches its limit. Driven by a sickening devotion, she decides that if she cannot sate her “god’s” hunger alone, she herself will corrupt the world—starting with her own sister—to forge the perfect vessels for him. To fill an empty universe, morality is the first sacrifice. --- WHAT TO EXPECT FROM THIS WORK (SPOILER): · Dual Cultivation as a Magic System: The explicit content (Smut) is not mere fan service. Sex, lust, pain, and physical exhaustion are the backbone of the magical progression. Visceral intimacy is the only way to withstand the overwhelming energy of the Universe’s Laws. · The Yandere’s Evolution: Yù Qíng is not a conventional heroine. Her absolute devotion to her husband creates a completely distorted moral compass. The introduction of the harem does not happen by chance or through betrayal; it is actively orchestrated and manipulated by the wife herself to “feed” her husband. · Unfathomable and OP Protagonist: Zhì Yuǎn possesses an absurd conceptual advantage. Though the story begins contained, the scale of his power soon reaches levels where he is treated as an untouchable deity by the mortals around him. · Dark Fantasy and Raw Violence: When the trinity (the god‑husband, the priestess‑wife, and the executioner‑sister‑in‑law) clashes with the outside world, expect brutal resolutions. Bones are shattered, the arrogant are publicly humiliated, and blood paints the path. · Increasing Pace (Slow Burn Initially): The first ~30 chapters build the world and the relationship in a closed, intimate fashion, like a cocoon, before the true hunger of the inner universe shatters the walls and thrusts the characters into the vastness of the mortal world—and, in the future, the Immortal World. ---

In a future beyond futures—where countless worlds orbit the ruins of old creation—legends speak of a war so vast, it left scars on time itself. They call it the Era of the Above Alls: beings born from the Source of All Things, who ruled reality and reshaped existence in a clash of unimaginable power. That war ended in silence. But the silence never lasted. Now, in the endless sprawl of a reborn cosmos, a boy with no name awakens. He bears no lineage, no past, no purpose—yet the world around him shifts when he dreams. In the highest realm of celestial kingdoms, tales of the ancient clash are told as myth. But something is stirring. Old laws are fracturing. Forgotten powers are whispering. And in the shadows of gods, watchers, and sovereigns, an unknown presence begins to rise. Some call him a mistake. Others, a prophecy. None understand what he truly is. But all will remember the name that has not yet been written...

Born weak and unable to practice any technique in a world where survival of the fittest reigns, Blood Marble was never meant to raise among cultivators. However, everything changed with the intervention of the unworldly beam which soon changed his live forever. Followed with the erroneous entrance of the Blood sect's territory now in ruins, the legacy was at hand, and he would have to transcend the unknown path. Hunted by forces that once dreaded the sect, he was now set on a path that no one has ever survived.

He is Axiom-126 — the 126th attempt. The 125 before him became empty slaves. Created to be the ultimate weapon against the Dark Mind that rules the galaxy, Axiom-126 should obey. But something breaks. His mind flares, his thoughts shred, and he refuses to follow the system’s commands. He will not serve. He will fight. And if he wins… the god-like mind that enslaves millions may finally fall.

Yasenia is a child born different from the rest. Her mother, Tatyana, used an ancient technique she found to absorb the world's energy to get pregnant instead of having regular intercourse. Her objective was to create a lover for herself after the endless years of solitude, and all the heartbreaks that covered her heart in eternal ice. While pregnant, a strange soul seems to try to seize her child's body to be reborn; a shame that Tatyana is someone not to be messed with. In her rage, she destroys the sense of self and memories, leaving only a husk of the soul, and uses it to nourish Yasenia. What Tatyana didn't know at that time was that this would change Yasenia in ways she never expected. Consider supporting me on Patreon.com/Mortrexo Or donating on Paypal.com/paypalme/Mortrexo Uploading on Wattpad Uploading on Webnovel Uploading on Archive of Our Own (AO3). Uploading on Fenrirealm Discord-> https://discord.gg/NJN2GcgRwb Novel Cover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/novel-cover-2-86054319 Artist: https://twitter.com/_taaakaaaa