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[Congratulations, The Universal Adaptation System has successfully synchronized] Hide was left flabbergasted when, out of nowhere he saw the system notification. It was his third and final Awakening process, there would be no more chance if he failed to awaken. But to his surprise, nor did he only Awaken a Unique Class with S rank potential, but also a System that let's him adapt to anything. Now paired with a Unique Class and the Universal Adaptation System, follow Hide as he goes on to complete his promise to Exterminate all Calamity Beasts from existence. #Overpowered #Revenge #Antihero #Adapt #SSSAwakening #Gates #Dungeons

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

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.

Soren transmigrated into Lover’s Labyrinth, a dating sim, not as a protagonist, but as a side character. That should have been fine. But instead, he awakened the Perverted Harem System, which gave shameless quests so absurd that even thinking about them made him seethe in anger. “This is a dating sim, not a pornhwa,” he roared in rage. From academy life to dungeon trials, his peaceful plan began to collapse as the system dragged him into chaos, embarrassment, and dangerously effective “accidental” progress. If he wanted to survive one event after another, he had to complete indecent missions without getting himself killed or exposed, all while simultaneously building a perverted harem of heroines far stronger than him. Surely… nothing could go wrong. Right? ***

Across the lands of North America, urban legends run rampant. Malevolent Alessa torments the living, Freddy harvests souls in dreams, Jason swings his machete by the lakeside, demons wear the skin of nuns, and Annabelle toys with human hearts through curses… Here, survival is the only luxury ordinary people can hope for. But Sephirot, nephew of Dante, the legendary demon hunter, never considered these so-called urban legends to be a threat. “This shot is called Silver Baptism.” Holy silver bullets blew apart the demon nun’s head. “This strike is called Dimensional Slash.” A flash of blade-light passed, and Freddy’s dreamscape was torn apart by force. Sephirot stepped on Jason’s head, arrogantly chambering another round. “That’s it?” … Until that day, when the forbidden seal of the cabin in the woods was opened. An ancient god broke free from its cocoon, and a shadow vast enough to blot out the sky enveloped the entire city. Sephirot’s bullets could only leave a faint white mark. Even the Dimensional Slash, said to sever all things, merely scraped off a layer of the creature’s skin. Faced with such despair, everyone thought Sephirot was doomed. But then they saw him sigh, pull a communicator from his coat, and say: “Uncle, if you don’t show up soon, I’m telling Lady you secretly used her card again.” At that moment, the sky was forcibly torn open by a crimson greatsword. A white-haired man dressed in red stepped through the void, looking visibly annoyed. “Tch. You’re getting less and less cute, threatening your elder over some little demon.” ------------------------- Note 1: This is a crossover fanfiction that includes elements from anime, movies, TV series, and video games. It takes inspiration from many different works, including but not limited to Devil May Cry, Silent Hill, Wrong Turn, Resident Evil, Hostel, Constantine, The Nun, and Orphan, among others. Note 2: I know crossover fanfiction can sometimes feel overwhelming, especially when it mixes so many different settings and lores together. To make things easier, I’ll be adding a small section at the end of many chapters to explain certain lore details, references, or story elements for readers who may not be familiar with every series involved.

Kael Viremont woke up to the stench of mold and a title that was basically a death warrant. He wasn’t the golden child or the brave war hero. He was the spare—the family embarrassment dumped on a rotting frontier estate that even the gods had given up on. He was left with nothing but starving people, hostile neighbors, and a "curse" that kept the locals whispering in the dark. The world expected him to roll over and die quietly. But they dragged the wrong man into this mess. Back in his old life, Kael didn’t pray for solutions; he engineered them. He doesn’t care about noble bloodlines or the "divine right" to rule. While the other lords are busy stabbing each other in the back for scraps of land, Kael is in the dirt. He’s fixing the plows. He’s organizing the workers. He’s turning a graveyard into a powerhouse by treating magic like a math problem that’s long overdue for a solution. But there’s a reason this land was abandoned. Something is buried deep under the Viremont soil—a secret that proves the world’s history is a lie. Now that Kael is digging, the powers that be are starting to notice. The shadows are moving, and the "miracles" are starting to bleed. Kael didn’t claw his way back from the dead just to survive a few seasons. He’s here to build something unshakeable. If the laws of reality don't like his plans, he’ll just have to break them and build something better.

#WSA2026 Yuzuki thought it was just another pastime from his casework, proofreading a half-finished fantasy webnovel. But when he woke up the next day, he was no longer in his world. He was inside the story… as a disposable extra. The world he now walks is beautiful, brutal, and broken. Its plot is incomplete. And looming over it all is a calamity so catastrophic that even the protagonist would have failed to stop it. Driven only by his cunning and spite towards this twisted fate, his only choice is to stake his existence in a world on the verge of collapse. But how long can a nameless extra outwit the fate of an unfinished novel? How is he going to survive in this ruined world? If the story dies, so does he. "Well, curse the protagonist. Why would I gamble my life on some self-righteous fool who’s just doomed to fall anyway?" #Academy #WeakToStrongMC No Harem! This Is Not A Translation! ========== Join my discord for more news and character illustration :) https://discord.gg/QvTcqJNcBk [Bonus Goal]

The people of Earth have been summoned once again. Scientists document six extinction events in Earth's history, but none of them were as natural as they claimed. Sylas and his family have been called back to the Browns, a family of billionaire elites with assets reaching into the trillions. He isn't sure what to expect until he touches a floating bronze cube that changes his life. [Bronze City Stele] [Status: Dormant] [Time to Activation: 04:13:38] Unfortunately, there's only one Stele and the Browns have already decided upon their candidates. If Sylas wants to control his own fate, he'll have to enter the Trial. Now, woefully unprepared, and stuck in a world filled with the extinct creatures of Earth, he'll have to carve out his own opportunity... whether the Browns like it or not. ======================== https://discord.gg/hfsxubXx2T instagram: @awespec_

[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

"What are you willing to do to achieve something? How serious are you about achieving your goals?" This was the question that Loki and the other people who came to the Four Directions sect to earn their freedom were asked on their first day in the sect. For Loki, this question was easy for him to answer because he was reborn as a slave in this world and had already defied the will of his slave master in order to join the Four Directions sect. He had braved danger and suffering to reach the Four Directions sect. So he knew what it meant to be desperate and was willing to do whatever was required of him to achieve his goal. In the world of the blessed heaven realm, there is no such thing as human rights, and freedom is a luxury that very few people have. It is said that everyone is a slave to someone. The only difference is how strong their master is. So he, just like everyone else, is under the control of someone above them. But he doesn't want to remain a slave forever. He aspires to greatness, immortality, and freedom. He wants to acquire enough power to gain control of his fate. He also wants to rise to the top of the world and be the one to control others. He even wants to gain power and control over death. In order to achieve this, he is willing to do anything. This is his answer to the question of what he is willing to do to achieve his goals. His answer to this question was why he awakened the Fenrir metac. This is a metac that can help him achieve his goals by granting him the ability to find prey, hunt prey, and devour them to strengthen himself. With the Fenrir metac, he will transform from a prey into a predator. He will even have the chance to rise to the top of the food chain and become the strongest predator. That is to be his purpose in life, and with great luck and perseverance, he might achieve it. Golden Tickets/Power Stones: Bonus Chapters 1. 100/500: 1st Bonus Chapter. 2. 200/1,000: 2nd Bonus Chapter. 3. 300/1,500: 3rd Bonus Chapter. 4. 400/2,000: 4th Bonus Chapter. 5. 500/3,000: 5th Bonus Chapter. Discord: https://discord.gg/wA7n2M23Aw

Blind, half-crippled, abandoned by his family, Fang Raon has had an extremely hard life, and his future looked even worse. It all started to change when he received an virtual relaity pod from his strange... admirer? Who could it be? The admirer only said in the letter, "Black Online is your cure." And therefore, he entered the world where he could find the cure for his curse-like illness while simultaneously become the legend of the game. .... Tags: Action - Romance - Adventure - Video Games - Slice of Life - R-18 - Yandere - VRMMORPG - Martial Arts - Genius Protagonist - Smart Male Lead - Mysterious Past - Cute Female Lead - Clingy Lover - Weak to Strong - Guilds.

Five years remain before the apocalypse knocks upon the door. That was the truth Ron Irus, a man who claimed to be a reincarnator, had unearthed. He found it through thousands of scattered clues, remnants of information neglected by the powerful and gathered through countless, devious methods. Standing before such a grim reality, a patchwork plan was devised. It was not a plan built for mere survival, but one designed to unravel the twisted mysteries hidden deep within the heart of this era. On the path to finding a torch within the suffocating fog of this age, Ron Irus found a transmigrator, a soul from another world who would aid him on his journey. But when all is said and done, what cravings could a corpse truly hold?

Amon Nagi wakes up ten years in the past in the world of One Piece and becomes a roaming merchant who sells only mysterious jars. For every ten jars he sells, he earns one exclusive jar for himself, each containing powers, skills, or artifacts from countless worlds that can completely change a person’s fate. From Foosha Village onward, legends, emperors, and future Supernovas all benefit from his jars, gradually twisting the course of history. Ten years later, when Luffy sets sail to find One Piece, he discovers that the whole sea is no longer obsessed with Roger’s treasure, but with the scattered jars Amon left behind.

The assassin prince Yoru’s past is steeped in shadow. Betrayed by his own blood, branded an outcast and demon lord, he survived by carving his name into the world as its deadliest assassin. Vengeance became his purpose, and the stars his only silent witnesses. Yet when the last enemy fell, nothing remained—only a hollow man with no reason to keep breathing. Fate, however, is not finished with him. Reborn into a world of sword and sorcery, Yoru awakens as Hoshikawa—no longer bound to hatred, no longer forced to live as a weapon. This time, he finds fragile bonds, borrowed warmth, and lives worth protecting. He learns that some mistakes can be mended—and some futures must be defended before they are broken. But peace is a lie the world tells itself. When blood is spilled once more and those he loves are taken from him, now as Alisatir, he stands at the same crossroads as before. Revenge beckons, sharp and familiar. Yet this time, the question is no longer who deserves to die— but what kind of man he chooses to become.

Trapped in a monastery of breathtaking nuns, Charles recognizes them from Witch Monastery—they’re monsters in saintly disguises, hungry for his flesh. ◢◤◣◥◢◤◣◥◢◤◣◥◢◤◣◥ Weekdays: 1 chapter every 2 days patreon: 3 chapters per day (This project features dark, taboo, and explicit adult material. If you are easily offended or uncomfortable with extreme content, turn back now.) Join us here: patreon.com/MetaFic

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“What if you could master every path of evolution at once?” Grey Lockhart turned that question into reality. With a mind that defied all limits, he rose step by step beyond what anyone thought possible, his body rivaled the mightiest martial artists, his mind outshone the strongest espers, and his energy could shatter the very laws of creation. Stronger enemies? He only grew stronger facing them. The world on the brink of collapse? Not while he still stood. Heroes, chosen ones, and so-called protagonists of the age—none could match him. He surpassed them all and left their legends buried beneath his feet. In the end, his limitless, world-breaking comprehension alone was enough to rewrite existence itself and claim the divine throne. Warning: This story contains world-ending beings, Evolvers capable of erasing reality with a single thought, unique transformations and a protagonist who grows endlessly, defying the very laws that govern existence. #EvolutionaryGrowth #InfinitePotential #Ascension #SuperhumanAbilities #Cultivation Read my review in the review section for more information. Join the discord for illustrations and discussion: https://discord.gg/yjNVUrSRhf

Julian D’Aurelius was never meant to live. In this world, villains exist for one reason—to fall. They scheme, they rise, they steal the spotlight… and then they die. Betrayed. Abandoned. Erased so the hero can shine. Julian knows this. Because he remembers every timeline. Every backstab waiting in the dark. Every “loyal” ally destined to sell him out. Every romance scripted to end in blood. The moment he awakens inside the body of the story’s doomed antagonist, he’s bound to the hidden Tyrant System—a cold, calculating force that demands one thing: If villains always die… then become the kind of villain fate cannot kill. So Julian reshapes himself. Cruel when necessary. Charming when useful. Untouchable when it matters. He plays the monster perfectly—while secretly tearing apart the threads of destiny from the shadows. But here’s the problem. The more he tries to distance himself from the female leads… The more they drift toward him. The innocent campus beauty. The sharp-tongued heiress. The aloof genius meant to stand beside the hero. One by one, the women who were supposed to orbit the protagonist begin circling Julian instead. And there’s something even more dangerous— All of them can hear his inner voice. Every cold calculation. Every sarcastic thought. Every hidden plan. All heroines hears it all. But Julian has no idea. This is an urban-fantasy battlefield of ambition, romance, power games, and fate rewritten. The protagonist is trying to avoid the heroines. The heroines? They’re slowly falling anyway. And the more Julian resists destiny… The more destiny seems obsessed with him. -------------- Daily Updates – 2 Chapters Every Day Don’t judge this story too early. Read at least 20 chapters before you decide to drop or continue. The foundation is deliberate. The payoff is worth it. I guarantee an addictive experience—strategic mind games, emotional tension, layered characters, and a main character who wins with brains before fists. If you enjoy the story: - Drop a Power Stone - Leave a Review - Send a Golden Ticket Your support directly fuels the story’s growth. If you’re tired of brainless protagonists… If you want a villain who thinks ten steps ahead… If you enjoy tension where the heroine knows more than the hero realizes… Then step inside Julian D’Aurelius’ world. But be warned. In a story where villains are supposed to die— He intends to outlive the author himself.

[WARNING: HEAVILY RATED 18 AND STRONG SEXUAL LANGUAGES BUT NO RAPE] Excerpt "Marry me, and you shall have your heart's desires. We both know you want it..." Xavier's husky voice drifted from the shadows of the cell, making every cell in Asher's body ignite—right down to his peaking nipples. Asher managed to stand his ground, refusing to break even though the crushing weight of Xavier's pheromones threatened to pull him under. "In your damn dreams. I am straight," he declared. Xavier laughed mockingly, the sound echoing off the cold stone walls. "Let's see how long that lasts..." He leaned down and cupped Asher's length firmly in his palms, watching as Asher’s face turned a deep, heated red. ******* Synopsis He thought he had it all—a beautiful family, a gorgeous home, and a prestigious profession. But one fateful night, it all crumbled away, and he landed in a deadly prison. In a society where homosexuality is a taboo, he was accused of sexually harassing a man. A fucking man, when he was straight as an arrow. Like, how? But that was just the beginning of his nightmare. He landed straight into the cage of an infamous Mafia lord of the underworld—the demon himself, a wolf in sheep’s clothing. A demon in bed and a beast by day. Asher thought he could fly under the radar; all he had to do was lay low and avoid the man forever. But he never expected to capture the lord’s undivided attention. Xavier Devereaux was mad for him, obsessed with him, watching him day and night. He wouldn't even sleep if Asher wasn't safely in his cell. All hell broke loose when Xavier declared him his "bride" in front of the Nine powerful Mafia houses, leaving Asher at the mercy of fate and powerful war. Now, a deadly desire has risen. Truly, Xavier Devereaux isn't just a mad fucker, but a deranged man in desperate need of therapy. But the good thing? Asher realized he has a thing for bad boys...