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Alf entered this world to the sound of dying screams, discovering the most bitter truth before he could walk, talent is a gift to the lucky, but a death sentence to the weak. In a world of transcendent magic and absolute martial authority, the 'heavens' are not fair. They are indifferent. Thousands possess talent; tens of thousands work hard. Yet, they all end as fertilizer for the elite. Alf is talented, and he is relentless. But in a world where those born with everything view him as an ant, will he break his own soul to become the giant that treads upon them?

Join our MC, who in her previous life was one of the last surviving members of a legendary noble family who were known for their abilities to tame dragons, as she journeys into this new, unforgiving world called Toril in the continent of Faerun after being killed by her lover's sword. Follow her journey from being reincarnated as a bhaalspawn to A supreme being known and feared across the chaotic origin dimension. I should warn you, she is no hero, nor is she a villain; she repays kindness with kindness and Evil with Evil. She is a highly intelligent, talented, and formidable individual, known for her sharp wit and strategic mind. She is a dangerous ally and an even more dangerous foe.

Many of the stories told by bards are not just hearsay; many are based on their own experiences. Ino had always thought that his future would be filled with one fantastical tale after another until one day, he received a letter delivered by an owl... _____ Note: This book is a translation. All rights to the original book belong to their respective owners Raw: https://m.qidian.com/book/1039438378/?source=pc_jump _____ If you can, consider supporting me on Patreon. I'll also post early chapters there. Here is the link: patreon.com/Dark_Peace (https://patreon.com/Dark_Peace) I'll be very grateful for your support.

Arthur Moreau disappeared during a live broadcast. No warning. No transition. No last words. One moment he was finishing a world event in front of fifty thousand viewers. The next, he was gone, and what arrived somewhere else was Gepetto: his character, his creation, the most feared Marionettist ever built in a game where power was the only language that mattered. The world that caught him is not new to collapse. Gods have existed here, and some of them have died. What stands now is only the latest arrangement of a cycle that never needed him. Elysion is a Republic in the way that a cracked foundation is still a building. The institutions function. The titles exist. But beneath the gas lamps and the steam columns and the elevated rails connecting district to district, the actual structure is simpler: those with enough power do what they want, and everyone else absorbs the cost. The working class breathes chemical residue and calls it employment. The middle class negotiates in a market that has stopped rewarding negotiation, trains for credentials that no longer open doors, and moves forward because stopping is worse. There is no king here. There are only people with enough accumulated weight to act as though the question of permission does not apply to them. The Church of the Solar God holds the whole thing together, which is not a metaphor. A population that does not share language, origin, or history requires something to organize around, and the Church understood this long before anyone thought to ask. The Solar God is not a symbol. He walks. He acts. He has reasons of his own. And now, Players have begun to appear. Not as heroes. Not as chosen figures. As variables carrying power without understanding the system they have entered. The world does not pause for them. It absorbs them, bends around them, and continues. Gepetto does not try to fight it. He studies it. While others assert themselves through force, faith, or the assumption that visibility equals strength, he builds something quieter. Not an army. Not a faction. A structure: distributed, patient, invisible until it is not. A web that does not need to be seen to function. The skills are real now. The strings are real. And what they touch does not reset. House of Puppets is a story about control, belief, and the cost of acting in a world indifferent to your intentions. It follows a man who does not seek to win, but to understand the rules well enough that losing becomes unlikely. Because the puppeteer pulls the strings. But in a world this old, someone is always watching. A word from the author: House of Puppets is built closer to a novel than a webnovel: each chapter accumulates, each arc tightens, and the end of every Volume is the destination of everything that came before it. The structure rewards patience. Tension builds and does not release until it is meant to. The ambition is simple to say and hard to earn: one day, a place among the works that defined what this genre can be. Lord of Mysteries, Reverend Insanity, ORV, Shadow Slave. I cannot promise we get there. I can promise I will give everything trying.

Xiao Shan is just a lowly outer disciple at the Tian Feng Sect, destined for a life of endless toil. But his world is turned upside down when he unexpectedly inherits the memories of a powerful cultivator. He's thrust into a bewildering reality, grappling with fragmented visions of a life he never lived.

On that night when everything went up in flames, he made a decision. It was a choice. Nobody really knows what happened during the fire that happened ten years ago. Not the family that hid the truth. Not the girl who lived through it and certainly not the brother who claimed her. But he remembers the fire. He recalls the scream. He recalls her. Someone who looked just like her. Now he is back. Not as the boy everyone blamed before— but as something worse. Time seems to change when he's around. Death seems to follow him. The curse that runs through his blood has only gotten stronger. People call him a monster. He does not disagree. Because the moment he sees her again standing next to his brother wearing his name Something unbelievable happens. His curse reacts; his memories don’t match. And the past they buried. is no longer dead. Because he didn’t just make a mistake that night. He broke something. Something that was never meant to be touched.

He dreams of blood. Of a war he never fought. Of names that aren’t his. Of a past that refuses to stay buried. When Lu Ying arrives on a mysterious island with his friends, reality begins to fracture. Familiar places feel unknown… and unfamiliar faces feel like home. At the center of it all stands someone who looks at him as if he already knows everything. As secrets unfold and the line between past and present disappears, Lu must face a truth he was never meant to remember. Because some stories don’t begin in this life. And some looks… are never forgotten. My first written story on webnovel so, Show me some support by commenting.. My bl story

The Chronicles of Tang Xiaoqi's Cultivation follows Tang Xiaoqi (Xu Xiaoqi), the sole survivor of Xu Lan Villa, on his journey of growth and vengeance. Born on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he bears the family legacy of the "Purification Source." After his clan's annihilation by demonic cultivators, he is adopted by Qingxu Temple, transforming from a lazy, timid young cultivator into a hero destined to protect the mortal realm. The tale begins when he accidentally activates his ancestral jade pendant and a mysterious frying pan within a secret realm. From there, he experiences adventures in the Legacy Hall, survives crises at Qingxu Temple, uncovers the truth of his origins, and faces a devastating father-son confrontation—ultimately challenging the mastermind behind it all: the earth-shattering conspiracy of the Demon Lord's Remnant Soul. Along the way, he befriends a lively, treasure-obsessed Rabbit Spirit and fights shoulder-to-shoulder with his master and senior siblings, gradually uncovering the truth behind his parents' murder and the Xu family's destruction. Blending xianxia cultivation, coming-of-age adventure, and light comedy, the story delivers both passionate battles and ancient inheritances, alongside humorous and heartwarming companion interactions. It presents a legendary tale of a youth navigating the torrents of fate, making impossible choices, and growing ever stronger on his path to immortality.

Vanessa is a powerful CEO who has just been betrayed by the man she loved.. one she had trusted and given up everything for. But he only wanted to use her. Never having known true love, she'd thought she'd found her 'one' What a fool she had been. Now, all she wants is someone easy to control, someone who won’t fight back and interfere with her plans. Or try to steal her money and inheritance. Her fiance, is not that man. But she has the perfect candidate in mind. Elliott Mae Ross. The Most beautiful man... And Elliott, with his angelic looks and quiet demeanor, seems like the perfect prey.. um husband. So what can a girl do but pursue a little white flower. Elliott Ross. The world believes that he needs to be protected. Showered with the title "National Younger Boyfriend', his delicate looks and features have attracted everyone, even stalkers. To anyone who has worked with Elliott Ross, he is a little innocent lamb with his big sparkly eyes. So, when he is forcefully romanced by the powerful Vanessa, how could he have refused... But not everything is as it seems. Vanessa thought she was bringing home a little white flower... how did it turn in a flesh eating monster? Help! Her 'sheep' turned out to be a wolf in disguise, who only ever wants to eat her now!! What was she going to do?

I was trapped… Trapped in a place I had never truly belonged to before. Among friends. I thought I would finally enjoy my new life, but I never knew it would come with conditions. I found someone who truly loved me… but he was never meant to be mine. And the one who showed me love. I never knew if it was real or just another illusion. Bound by friendship, I slowly found myself standing in the same place I had been four years ago. Back when loneliness was all I knew. When I needed love the most, I never received it. And when love finally found me… My life had already given up. And just when everything finally started becoming okay… Fate whispered to me, “Now close your eyes.” The person I fell in love with… the person who fell in love with me… What we had was never just love. We were both broken in our own ways. Yet somehow, we understood each other better than anyone else ever could. And when I finally realized who I truly wanted in my life… Everything changed.

《汤小七修仙记》讲述了徐岚山庄唯一幸存者——**汤小七（徐小七）**的成长与复仇之路。生于七月初七的他，身负家族传承的“净化之源”，在魔修灭门之后被清虚观收养，从一个贪懒怕事的小修士，逐步成长为肩负使命、守护人间的英雄。 故事从他在秘境中意外激活祖传玉佩与平底锅开始，历经**传承殿奇遇**、**清虚观危机**、**身世揭秘**、**父子对决**，最终直面幕后黑手——**魔头残魂**的惊天阴谋。途中他结识了活泼贪宝的**兔子精**，与师父、师兄师姐并肩作战，也逐渐揭开了父母被害与徐家灭门的真相。 作品融合**仙侠修真**、**成长冒险**与**轻喜剧**元素，既有热血的战斗与传承，也有幽默温馨的伙伴互动，展现了一个少年在命运洪流中不断抉择、不断强大的修仙传奇。

Everyone listens when the King speaks. No one remembers choosing to. The Marionette King rules without a throne, a face, or an army. Only a voice that slips into the mind and leaves obedience behind. Resistance isn’t punished. It simply doesn’t exist. Lira knows better than to ask questions. In a world built on silence, curiosity is a quiet kind of death. But when a chance encounter pulls her into the shadows of a growing rebellion, she begins to notice the cracks, hesitations in the King’s commands, moments where the world seems to stutter. As the rebels close in on the source of the control, Lira is forced to confront a terrifying truth: freedom may be far more dangerous than obedience. Because some strings, once cut, don’t set you free. They tighten.

{69K words before locked] Fifty years ago, a shower of meteors descended from the skies. With them came a strange, colorful mist that wiped out ten percent of humanity and changed the world forever. Ten years later, the real nightmare began. From beyond the stars came the Abberants — massive, intelligent, ape-like creatures standing over nine meters tall. Stronger, faster, technologically superior, they declared themselves the rightful rulers of Earth and plunged humanity into a war it never asked for. On the brink of extinction, humanity survived only because of one miracle. Meta-Humans. Humans who awakened extraordinary abilities and pushed the Abberants back. Some shared their powers to protect mankind. Others hoarded them, turning strength into bloodline privilege. Ray Dawson was never one of them. At least, not at first. Just a boy with an ordinary life, working in secret to save enough money to buy an ability book and change his fate — without his mother ever knowing. The day his dream was supposed to come true, everything was taken from him. An Abberant attack left Ray with nothing but rage, grief, and a shattered future. Sent to a brutal survival camp meant to forge soldiers, Ray’s life should have ended quietly like countless others. Instead, an accident changed everything. ... [Searching...] [Search Complete] [Ding! Trial completed] [All forms of pained endured by specimen.] [Soul and body compatible with the system] [Congratulations Host! You have successfully awakened the Tribrid System] ... Ray awakens The Tribrid System — a system that does not grant him a single power, but awakens three sentient existences within him, each tied to a different bloodline, each with its own will… and its own strength; Trying to takeover and make him a monster. As Ray fights, grows stronger, levels up, and evolves, he begins to merge these other selves into one body — unlocking power far beyond ordinary Meta-Humans. But the Abberants are only the beginning. Hidden truths, internal human conflicts, and enemies far worse than beasts await beyond the battlefield. This is the story of a boy who lost everything — and chose to become the weapon humanity needs. Will Ray survive the external and internal war raging? Find out more in this book; Evolution. Survival. Ascension. Follow Ray Dawson as he rises through the Vanguard, forms his squad, and walks the path toward becoming something the Abberants and even the world never accounted for. __ The Discord Server for the book has been created. Here is the link: https://discord.gg/eN7em7Q38

This story isn't a translation It's my og story... -------------------------------------------------- Quite literally a LotmXtypemoon fanfic Don't worry, if you don't know about one of them, the story explains it in the chapters -------------------------------------------------- The updates are random I tell you my English is bad

Imagine being murdered on your way home to your girlfriend, only to have your soul stolen and handed over to the Demon King as an offering for goods. Could it get any worse? This is the story of a man cursed with a skeleton body, now working alongside the Demon King to unravel the mystery of his new existence. As he navigates this dark new world, he discovers the twelve universes that govern humanity, encountering both allies and enemies along the way. Struggling to regain his humanity, he must master his newfound powers and survive the dangerous politics of the 12 universes. Can he uncover the truth behind his transformation and reclaim his soul, or will he fall to the darkness threatening to consume him? - (1) Castle = custom character that will be blended into the story, art work will be created (5 custom characters so far) (150) PowerStones weekly = Bonus Chapter Golden Tickets = You get to create the power of a world Live discussions on my Discord server: https://discord.gg/nfl/

"I told you not to touch her!" Adrian’s voice thundered through the air as his fist connected again, blood spraying. His jaw was clenched, his teeth grinding with rage. I grabbed at his arm, desperate. “Adrian, stop! Please, you’ll kill him!” But he didn’t hear me. His fury was deafening. "Today, I will kill you," he growled, raising his fist once more. “Adrian!” I cried, pulling harder. My hands trembled against the iron of his grip, but it was like trying to move a mountain. Finally, with a sharp jerk, he shoved the man aside and seized my wrist. His grip was unyielding, his eyes burning like embers. Without a word, he dragged me toward his car. I stumbled beside him, breathless. His silence was more terrifying than his rage. The car roared to life, and he slammed his foot on the accelerator. The world blurred past us, headlights slicing through the night. “Adrian—stop! We’ll die like this!” My voice cracked, every word trembling. “Please! Slow down!” His gaze snapped to me, dark and dangerous. For a long second, he didn’t speak. Then, finally, he loosened his grip on the wheel, easing the car just enough to stop my heart from shattering. "Are you insane?!" he burst out, voice raw. "I could have smashed your face against the glass!" His lips curled into a vicious sneer. "Why did you come between us?" His voice was low, deadly. “Because I had to!” I shouted, anger spilling out. “I won’t let you kill him!” “You think I care?” His voice dripped venom. “I want to kill him right now.” My words tangled in my throat. I had nothing left to fight him with—except one truth. “I won’t let him marry Tessy!” I screamed, chest heaving. His jaw clenched so tight I thought it might break. He didn’t reply. The silence was suffocating, broken only by the growl of the engine as we reached the hostel gates. I yanked the door open, ready to escape his fury. But before I could step out, his voice sliced through the night like a blade. "NEXT TIME—I WILL KILL HIM if he touches you again." His eyes locked onto mine, burning, unrelenting. His teeth were clenched, his whole body vibrating with rage. Adrian, a vampire, falls in love with Eira, a human—but tries to show that he hates her. But how long will he be able to hide his true feelings? Do you think this is what’s written in their destiny? And is their love strong enough to change their fate?

Traveling to a world where ghost stories and abnormal creatures are rampant, Serie not only becomes a beautiful, fragile, and sickly girl like a porcelain doll, but is also taken in by the salvation organization as an S-level abnormal creature and imprisoned in a steel fortress in the deep sea. But Serie didn't care, because she found that as long as she closed her eyes, those witches condensed by fear, desire and power would open their demon eyes on the other side of the world. They were walking taboos and also puppets dancing on Serie's fingertips. Each witch has a completely different form and ability. Complete tasks, light up the skill tree, and continuously upgrade and evolve. Beautiful and powerful S-class witches appeared one after another like mushrooms after rain—— "The Witch of Pleasure plunges New York into a lewd abyss?" "The Dread Devourer ate the Golden Gate Bridge clean?" "The Slaughter Witch rules the battlefield, weaving nightmares for her enemies with threads of blood?" "The ruling witch made the organization's top executives betray her and become her loyal servants?" Alarms on the radio sounded one after another, and the employees were talking about Serie's trumpet, some with fear, some with admiration, and some with vigilance, but they would never know that the culprit of all this was that useless and cute girl who was tied with chains and restraints and did nothing every day except act coquettishly and wait for food. Serie said nothing, just buried her face in the pillow and continued to play the simulation game: "Let's open a new account... I want to try a different evolution path this time."

It's ,an imagination of the events of Resident Evil Requiem 9.In particular, the next one's. It will follow the story of the life of both: Emily and Grace and changes that are following their life.

A ruined world trying to fix itself by evolving through time... How will the people keep up? Yhodth Maeyurai, a teenager with severe vision impairment regains his freedom and learns more about the world. He awakens his mana and learns how to use the bow, but what does he want in life? After experiencing a painful betrayal first-hand, Maeyurai ventured out into the world to seek answers—yet he always gets caught up in troubles that threatens the lives of many people. The greatest battles that he fought aren't against others, but against himself. This is the story of Yhodth Maeyurai and his journey to uncover the mysteries of The Eight Worlds.

“In this world, your ranking isn’t just a number. It’s your status. It’s your life expectancy.” Lucius was ranked #5 in the world, the most qualified candidate to become a god. Yet betrayal knows no bounds. Murdered by his best friend and his fiancée, his soul is cast into the body of a crippled young man with the lowest ranking in history. [Last.] Rejected and cast aside by his family because of his inability to use magic, Lucius finds himself in a familiar setting, yet covered in life-threatening wounds and with only a limited time left to live. However, fate had a different plan for him. Lucius acquired an unprecedented ability. [Mana Symbiosis] Everyone sees him as a flawed F-Rank who’s bound to die soon, but his ability allows him to fuse spells in creative ways. In a world where magic comes pre-shaped, creating your own magic was impossible. “If the system says I’m the Last, then I’ll have to break it.” --