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As years went by and Earth evolved into a foreseen futuristic, sci-fi world, everything went through changes; the buildings, vehicles, weapons even the vegetation and animals didn't remain unscathed. Yet one thing stayed the same throughout all history, something indispensable for the human race, something no one could ever think of leaving out in their daily lives and yet being the very cause of human demise, work. During the whole change process not even once was the human work ethic thought of as a problem causing a rise in the demand for entertainment and distraction from the daily routines. Those a new game system called Virtual Reality was created, giving everyone the possibility to fully immerse in other worlds and escaping the trials of life. Bao, threw himself in such a world but without thinking of the consequences of such a deed, for nobody asked themselves, what if life in this virtual world is better than reality and even worse what if the boundaries between the two become indistinct? Copyright 2021 All rights reserved to the author under the pen name Q_Yuumo.

“Demons do not exist to corrupt the souls of men… they exist because men need a merciless mirror in which to contemplate their own darkness without embellishment. The Devil is not evil; he is simply the one who refuses to lie the one who calls vice by its true name, who tears away the golden veils of collective illusions. And what if the Angels, in their immaculate light and harmonious choirs, were actually the most skilled executioners? Those who condemn you not with chains, but with the promise of an unattainable perfection, driving you to hate yourself for everything in you that remains imperfect, human, alive? For the true damnation is not the fall, but the refusal to acknowledge that fall and ascension are merely two faces of the same eternal dance. Light without shadow is nothing but a more refined blindness; darkness without light is only a crushing honesty. And the human soul, trapped between these two absolute lies, desperately seeks a third path: that of naked truth.” It is in this dark fantasy world, where angels sit in judgment over the living and demons whisper forbidden truths, that an amnesiac boy named Seth wanders in search of himself lost in a world that may have deliberately erased his past.

After spending his sixth year at Hogwarts a century ago, Harry finds himself back in the cupboard under the stairs in 1991, once again receiving his Hogwarts acceptance letter. "You’re telling me my parents were killed by a dark wizard?" Harry asked. "Who is this dark wizard? Why are you all so afraid of him that you won’t even say his name?" "It’s Vol—," Hagrid began cautiously. "Well, we call him Voldemort, because he personally killed hundreds of people." Harry nodded nonchalantly. "And what happened the next day?" Hagrid: "Uh?" -- Author:咬人甘蓝

In a world where humans steal power from monsters through Soul Integration, failure is remembered forever. Daren Pendragon, the disgraced son of a powerful Duke, was one such failure—a boy feared for his temper, abandoned by affection, and incapable of becoming an Integrator despite multiple attempts

Two hundred and fifty years ago, the apocalypse descended and with it the Game Origin Ascension Domain. Over a night, people transformed, some suddenly grew wings, some started producing lightning, some moved faster than a train and some forming flames that could melt a mountain. These people became known as Players. In today's society, Players dictate everything. Your entire worth is tied to your mana affinity and the Origin Talent you awaken upon your first time entering the Domain. ---- Caelus Kross. He was a transmigrator stuck at the absolute bottom of the barrel with an E-Rank mana affinity and a seriously terrible reputation. He was once known as the pathetic lap dog of a woman who treated his heart like a dirty welcome mat. Honestly, settling down as a magical construction worker seemed like his peak career path. However, the universe had a much stranger plan. Everything changed on the day he awakened. He did not get a glowing sword or a fancy fireball. He got a talent that allowed him to extract literally anything. [Ding!] [You have successfully extracted the S-Rank talent: Star King] [Ding!] [You have successfully extracted the SS-Rank Talent: Space-Time Rupture God] [Ding!] [You have successfully extracted an S-Rank Mana Affinity Physique] [Ding!] [You have successfully extracted the Battle God's combat experience] [Ding!] [You have successfully extracted an SSS-Rank bloodline] Armed with the Endless Extraction talent, Caelus will right what is wrong, crush his old reputation, and uncover the hidden secrets of the Origin Ascension Domain. Tags: #GameWorld, #TalentAwakening, #OverpoweredMC, #WeakToStrong, #NonHumanMC, #ProGamer, #TownBuilding, #Vampire, #FaceSlapping, #Grinding, #Leaderboard, #FastPacedGrowth, #SkillSteal, #SkillFusion ---- Join the discord for illustrations and discussion: https://discord.gg/yjNVUrSRhf

In the remote mountains of ancient China, an imperial decree summons the nation’s most skilled Go players to a tournament unlike any other. But this is no ordinary game. The board is alive. The stakes are death itself. Liang Wen, a fallen prodigy haunted by the tragedies of his past, receives a crimson stone that will seal his fate. Alongside Mei Lian, a mysterious fellow invitee with secrets of her own, he must navigate a nightmarish contest where every move can cost not only victory but body, soul, and sanity. As the players are transformed into living pieces, the line between human and game dissolves. Friends become enemies, alliances are shattered, and love is tested against the relentless cruelty of fate. Only those with razor-sharp strategy, iron resolve, and sheer luck will survive. In this deadly convergence, the board does not forgive mistakes—and only the fittest will live to tell the tale.

There's just not enough souls to go around anymore. Known as the 'Angel of Death', she isn't a stranger to seeing others die right before her eyes on a regular basis. After all, newborn babies can then receive the souls they need to live. That's why as a priestess of Mother Nature, Prae Eagalerie is deeply troubled when she is summoned to deal with an unusual case in another village, where everything is not as simple as it seems. If she doesn't act quickly, the future of the entire village could be at stake. And that's only the beginning. Will Prae's unshakeable faith in her Goddess prove to be an asset or an obstacle in her journey? ---------------------------------------------------------------------- New chapter on the first day of every month!

Existence is not as sturdy as it seems. Alexander Ackrom lives within the bottom rung of society, yet he learns this first hand when a dishelved man in a suit tears the fabric of reality apart like paper. In the same city, Simon Setal accepts a new job. He doesn't know what it is or what he'll do. Nevertheless, he's lured to it by the promise of gaining the power to help his fellow man.

BEYOND THE GREAT FALL Gothic Dark Fantasy | Hard World-Building | Weak-to-Strong The sky is a myth. No one knows the words “sun,” “moon,” or “stars.” So why does Shura? In a world buried beneath itself—where light is filtered, truth is controlled, and faith replaces memory—people do not question what lies beyond. Because there is no beyond. Until something falls. Shura fell from a place that should not exist. Broken. Memory-fractured. Clinging to something no one else understands— a sky without walls… and a voice calling him home. He wakes in a world where strength is not taught—it is endured. Where failure doesn’t just end you… it removes you. And where something unseen moves through every thought— quiet… constant… listening. Most ignore it. Some survive it. Few come back unchanged. As Shura is pulled into a system that doesn’t train people—it reshapes them—he begins to notice what others refuse to see: The silence beneath the ground. Patterns that do not belong. The sense that the world itself is… holding its breath. Because this world is not natural. It is maintained. And something—deep below, or far beyond— is starting to break. But Shura isn’t searching for answers. He’s searching for a way back. Even if it was only a memory. Even if it was never real. He will climb, endure, and tear through whatever stands in his way— until he reaches the place he fell from. Because somewhere beyond this buried world— someone is waiting. And he refuses to believe she’s gone.

Eloise is a very successful lawyer. One night when she comes home she finds her father dead in his study. 2 years later when she's still trying to find the murderer she starts getting these anonymous letters that she assumes are from her dead father, trying to help her. Now she has to figure out if it's really her father who's trying to help her, or someone else misleading her.

Oshi no Ko: Even a Scumbag Reincarnation Deserves a Good Life [Oshi no Ko Fanfic + Single Heroine + Pure Love + Urban + Slice of Life + Plagiarism/Copywriter] The good news: I’ve traveled to another world, and it’s the Oshi no Ko world that everyone dreams about. The bad news: I’m Hikaru Kamiki, and I’m already an adult. Ah, it’s over. Might as well wait for the end. What’s the point of inheriting a scumbag's life? Was I brought here just to be the fall guy for someone else's crimes? I feel like... I might as well just end it. And so, the protagonist leaped from the rooftop. (The End) *** THIS IS A TRANSLATION. One of the best (if not the best) OnK fics I read.

MY LOVE FROM HELL Synopsis She has no name. No family. No past. For as long as she can remember, she has lived on the streets—feeding from wastebins, sleeping under broken bridges, surviving on scraps the world discarded. Invisible. Unwanted. Forgotten. But the shadows have never forgotten her. Strange eyes follow her in the dark. Whispers crawl into her dreams. And on the night she is almost killed in an alley, a dangerously beautiful stranger appears — cold, commanding, and inhuman. He calls her Celestia. He claims he is her protector. Lucien is powerful, mysterious, and terrifyingly calm. He takes her into a mansion that feels alive and introduces her to beings that are far from human — demon hybrids, a higher vampire, creatures born of darkness. She should run. But she doesn’t. Because for the first time in her life, someone is protecting her. Soon, her nightmares become real. Witches gather in secret covens. Dark angels descend. Higher demons hunt her. She learns a truth that shatters everything: She carries angelic pure blood — a sacred, celestial essence powerful enough to grant dark forces access to Heaven itself if sacrificed. She is not a nobody. She is the key to a war between realms. And the most devastating truth of all? The man she is falling in love with… The man who saved her… The man who swore to protect her… Is the Prince of Hell. Now caught between Heaven and Hell, hunted by witches and demons, rejected by angels, and betrayed by destiny, she must choose who she truly is. A weapon. A sacrifice. Or the girl who dares to love the devil. Because in a war between light and darkness, love may be the most dangerous sin of all. warning:Mature content! Beware!!!

"A forgotten story, a forgotten oath." In a world of fantasy, can they unravel reality? In an era of chaos and power, how much can they devour? A threatening existence is born beyond the boundaries of a world inhabited by humans, higher beings, and strange creatures. In the midst of the beautiful sceneries are filled with secrets, ancient ruins, dungeons, and a hidden system. What did they forget? With an oath, the games shall begin. Rezo who has recently escaped her birthplace adapts to her new found lifestyle. Thinking she can finally live peacefully, Rezo is suddenly met with constant nightmares unraveling memories of the past along with sinister voices. Join Rezo as she learns the truth about her nightmares and the world she lives in while unknowingly entering the Seeker's path—discovering allies, enemies, new dangers, and purpose. "...we are just pawns who are desperate for the lost Holy Grail." This is a story of what we have all forgotten. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- ※ "Forgotten Gambit" is the first volume or book in Shiruneia-verse, a chaotic and immersive story filled with world-building and multiple power systems. A story that explores human comprehension and diving into the unknown—an unforgiving fantasy world. A good story for those who like MAGI and No Game No Life (in a slightly darker atmosphere). A web-novel series written with a dream goal to share interesting characters, created worlds with power systems, and to question purpose in life all the while waiting to be found by those who "inherited the stars", readers who'll enjoy the stories of this shy, self-taught novice writer.

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

Elara’s first life crashed hard. Cruel tricks ruined her name, broke her dreams, and turned the whole entertainment world against her. Friends betrayed her. Lovers sold her out. Everyone she trusted stabbed her in the back. The pain piled up until she felt trapped with no way out. One night, she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked to a river and ended it all in the cold, quiet water. Later, proof came out. Messages. Recordings. Everything showed she had been framed. People posted apologies online. But it was too late. She was already gone. The universe, though, clearly has a twisted sense of humor. Because somehow, Elara came back. She woke up in her own past, every awful memory still sharp in her head. Right then she made a promise she would never break: protect her grandfather no matter what, and never let anyone push her to that dark place again. This time she steps into the entertainment world with her head high. She trains harder, sings better, fights smarter. The same people who once crushed her? Now they get to feel the pressure. Love? Not happening. Her heart is locked tight. But why is it that as she rises and shines brighter, handsome, powerful men start circling her—guys who never even glanced at her in her previous life. The actor smiled at her during a press interview, leaned closer, and said softly, “We should have dinner sometime.” The footballer sent flowers so big they blocked her room door. The surgeon she met at a charity event checked her pulse and then forgot to let go of her wrist. The singer she collaborated with kept calling her name during rehearsals, as if the mic could not hear him well enough. Elara stared at the ceiling one night and sighed. She only wanted to sing. Why did everyone look like they wanted to adopt her, date her, or both? But the worst one came after a concert. The lights had just gone off. Her ears were still ringing. Sweat clung to her neck. She had barely stepped backstage when a shadow blocked her path. She looked up. The CEO of the greatest company in Aurelia stood there. The same man who once said her voice was “not worth investing in.” The same man who had made her life a living hell. Now he held her wrist gently, but firmly. “Let’s talk,” he said. Elara blinked. “About… sponsorship?” “No,” he replied calmly. “About marriage.” Her brain froze. “…What?” “I will give you everything,” he continued, as if asking for a glass of water. “Resources. Protection. Freedom to sing. Become my wife.” Elara stared at him, her mouth open, her thoughts running in circles. This was not how it was supposed to be. Why was the world now skipping steps? NB: This story is set in a fictional world. Aurelia is a country. Solmere, Veston, and Starfall City are the three capital cities of Aurelia. Other cities, such as Lorien and Crelou, are smaller cities. * * * * * Contains few queer characters, messy relationships, slow-burn romance, and some dark themes.

She has died for him nine times. In every past life, Seol Areum loved the same man — cold, brilliant, and utterly unreachable. A crown prince. A warlord. A nameless soldier. A ruthless CEO. Different faces, same soul. And in every single life, she watched him die in her arms... or worse, watched him forget her entirely. Now she's back. Again. Reincarnated into the body of a disgraced noble's daughter in a kingdom on the brink of war — and he is here too. Prince Kaien. The most feared man in the empire, with eyes like winter and a heart locked behind walls she's spent nine lifetimes trying to break. He doesn't remember her. He never does. But this time, something is different. Because this time — he's looking at her first. And this time, Seol Areum isn't going to cry, sacrifice herself, or let fate win. She's going to be selfish. She's going to be ruthless. She's going to make him fall so deeply that even death won't be able to take him from her. But the closer she gets to breaking his walls... the more she realizes the truth behind all nine of her deaths. It was never fate. Someone has been killing her — on purpose. "I have loved you across nine lives and watched you forget me every time. This is the last time I will be the one to break. In this life, I choose myself — until the moment you choose me too." — A story about love that transcends lives, a woman who refuses to be a sacrifice, and a man slowly remembering a soul he was never meant to forget.

Born weak, Lin Feng was destined for obscurity… until the Azure Sword awakened with his dragon blood and a godly legacy. From betrayal to trials within a world inside his blade, he rises as the true heir of the Azure Sovereign, shocking all of Heaven. Now, wielding powers beyond mortal reckoning, he may challenge even the eternal laws themselves.

Alina Ashcroft. Young lady of House Ashcroft. A woman that hid only one secret. A secret that is kept in the depths of her heart...that seemed to be in the clutches of a certain evil villainess...? --- As she thought about the characters in the game she used to play as a teenager years ago, an excited smile slowly washed over her face. An otome game called...Vanishing Truths. And in Vanishing Truths, adventure and love go hand in hand to create a new experience that not even teenage her was ready. Downloading the game has caused her to lose countless cash and credit, desocialized her life, and cry over sad scenes. And now? Now she has the chance to experience it all again.

Once a devoted monk, now exiled and nameless, Sanwu walks through the ruins of a world he helped break. Branded The Unbound, haunted by dreams that aren't his own, he alone hears the bells that no longer ring. When a girl with a cursed spirit crosses his path, and a child who whispers to ghosts begins to follow, Sanwu finds himself at the heart of a growing storm. Relic hunters chase echoes of power. A death cult rises in the ashes. And the War God he once released threatens to rise again. To stop it, Sanwu must sacrifice more than his past. He must decide if redemption is worth becoming no one at all. A quiet, spiritual fantasy about memory, guilt, and the weight of names. When the bells call again, will he answer? A Korean-inspired dark fantasy.