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In a world divided by a vast, uncharted sea, only the Fortunate thrive, while the Unfortunate scrape by in the harsh lands of Hinkon. Tuziku, born into poverty, never imagined his life could change—until a mysterious encounter awakens a terrifying power within him. Labeled an Underdog, he is forced to flee, hunted by ruthless forces from the prosperous Land of Fuyu. Betrayal, blood, and chaos follow him at every step, and survival means embracing the monstrous abilities he never asked for. As Tuziku battles enemies both human and demonic, he discovers that strength comes at a price—and vengeance may be the only path to justice.

Ryo Kenzaki was good at being invisible. Just another high schooler, keeping his head down and waiting for each day to end. Then a star fell from the sky. When Ryo pulls a dying woman from the crater it leaves behind, he learns the world he knows is already breaking. Beyond it lies the Hunting Realm—a place where monsters are born from fallen Hunters, and something is beginning to push through. Hunted by a creature he cannot understand, Ryo is dragged to a sanctuary between worlds and forced into a choice that was never really his: take up a Kizugami, a living blade forged from wounds, or die before dawn. But the blade doesn’t obey. It judges. As the weapon begins to search his soul, Ryo is pulled into a war he never asked to join—one shadowed by an impossible Eye in the sky, a relentless Kaimon on his trail, and an ending that may already have been decided. Ryo never wanted to be a Hunter. But if becoming one is the only way to protect what remains, he’ll have to answer a far more dangerous question: When the world strips everything from him, can he still stand as himself once more? Character Art by @_iamskiddy

For nine hundred years, the continent burned in endless war. The gods abandoned the land, leaving sentient species to destroy themselves. Centuries of conquest and bloodshed reduced hundreds of nations into eight great sovereignties, each fighting for absolute domination. A naive but strong son of a blacksmith, wanted nothing more than a peaceful life. But just after entering the academy, a cursed beast shattered his fate and threw him into the horrors of war. Amid brutal battles and gut-churning traps, he received the blessing and joined the ranks of the Blessed—elite warriors gifted with supernatural powers. Yet the power he gained carried a terrifying flaw, one that could one day kill him. This is the story of Thane Ironforge, a young soldier who rises from the battlefield to become one of the greatest generals in history. Massive armies. Ruthless strategies. Gruesome duels. Military conquest. Cursed monsters. An epic fantasy world forged in blood and war. A slow burn webnovel. 1st volume is about academy life, rising tension and character growth. 2nd volume onwards, the wars and conquests begin. Editor: CynicGray Join my discord for discussions: https://discord.gg/Av3PqaF4Az

18+ | Quick Transmigration | BL/LGBTQ+ Romance | MPreg | Slice of Life | Mystery | Anti-Hero | MC MC/Phoenix- Bottom/, ML-Top For 32,000 years, Phoenix—known to most as Nix—endured an endless cycle of suffering. Bound to the mysterious Jailer System, he was forced to live countless lives filled with abuse, loss, and despair. Death was never an escape. Reincarnation was never a choice. Every moment of every lifetime remains etched into his memory, impossible to forget and impossible to forgive. Then, everything changes. Solaris, a sentient A.I., hacks into the Jailer System, offering Nix a chance at gathering power, recovering fragments of his lost memories, and uncovering the truth behind his imprisonment and ultimately freedom. But nothing in the multiverse is free. Who is Solaris, really? Why did it help him escape? And what price will Nix ultimately have to pay? As hidden truths come to light, Nix discovers that his imprisonment may have been tied to crimes against the Celestial Dragon Emperor and Heaven itself. Yet he remembers nothing of the person he was before his captivity. ... Was he truly guilty? Or was he the victim of a conspiracy spanning worlds and millennia? Determined to uncover the truth, Nix walks a dangerous path between vengeance and redemption. Cold, arrogant, and emotionally distant, he trusts no one and keeps the world at arm's length. Yet beneath his aloof exterior lies a surprisingly soft heart, especially for children, animals, and anything cute enough to melt his defenses. Not that he would ever admit it. Meanwhile, someone keeps appearing in every world he visits—a man who seems determined to break through Nix's walls whether he likes it or not. ________________________________________ ML: Hey, what about me? Nix: What about you? Who are you again? ML: ...? Solaris & Author: eating popcorn and melon seeds ML: Baby boy must you wound me so? Nix - casually shrugs while taking a hand full of popcorn. ML: sigh, my little wifey/hubby is such a .... Nix: Finish that sentence, I dare you! ML: THE BEST! You are absolutely the best, in all thing! Nix: And don't you forget it! ML: Never my love! Solaris whispers to author, when did the dog blood turn into dog food? ________________________________________ Content Warning Romance- slow the fast paced This novel contains mature themes and discussions of trauma, including abuse, neglect, manipulation, violence, and other potentially triggering subjects. While this is not a dark romance, it does explore the lasting impact of trauma and the difficult path toward healing. This is a BL (Boys' Love) romance intended for mature audiences and contains adult content. Many elements of this story are inspired by personal experiences and emotions. However, all characters, events, locations, and organizations depicted within this work are fictional unless otherwise stated. Cover art created and edited by the author using AI-assisted tools. All rights reserved.

“If only I had known of the dark days ahead, I would have said no.” Three hundred years ago, the sun was devoured by the Silver Moon, an unknown celestial being that descended from the endless dark of the stars. It claimed the sky for itself and unleashed a ceaseless horde of monsters on mankind, the Qilesh. For centuries, the Empire stood against this horror, fighting in the name of their lost god, Harras. Every child of the Empire has to do their part to free the sun from the Silver Moon's grasp. Liron wants to do so, too, but his black hair marks him as an outcast, a bad omen that will bring nothing but doom. After giving up on his dreams, he is chosen to become a Knight Dracon, dragon riders who have battled the Qilesh since the sun was stolen from mankind. But fate was never kind to Liron. Through a shared vision of the future, Liron is shown murdering the Emperor, with the Empire and their world in ruin. In his final moments, the Emperor declares Liron to be a traitor and orders his execution. Hunted by the heroes he once admired, Liron is forced to flee. His only refuge lies with the Resistance, a group of rebels determined to destroy the Empire. As he struggles to survive and grow stronger, Liron begins to unravel the many secrets behind the Empire, the war against the Qilesh, and the true nature of the Silver Moon. The same secrets that drove his future self to end it all. What to expect: - Slow burn; the first ten chapters establish the world and MC / vision starts around chapters 10 to 11 - Epic Worldbuilding - Dark Fantasy - From Weak to Strong - Strategic fights and escalating action - Massive battles later on - Focus on Character relations and the Mc's development Release Schedule: Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday

A prophecy was foretold long ago… one that chilled even the bravest hearts. It spoke of a deformed prince, cursed from the womb. He would be, The Sinister, the harbinger of evil who was destined to bring destruction to the entire kingdom. Years later, when the barren queen gives birth to a child marked by the prophecy, fear takes over. The people demand the child's death. But the king and queen, torn between duty and love, hide the boy instead and buried the truth. Decades later, Fanaza—a beautiful noblewoman crosses paths with a mysterious man who saves her life. What she doesn’t know is… he is the hidden prince, the one cursed at birth. Outcast and tormented, he struck a forbidden deal with a powerful necromancer who gave him a new skin, a handsome face to mask the monster within. But it came with a painful price. He must never fall in love. To make sure he never breaks his deal, a Red Bird was sent to watch him. Day and night, it follows. But Fanaza stirs forbidden emotions in him. With every heartbeat, his desire to protect her grows but so does the risk of losing everything. Will he choose love? Or will the prophecy manifest?

In a world where mystical sigils determine one’s fate, an unremarkable young outsider suddenly gains a power no one has ever seen. Forced into a realm where danger hides behind every shadow, Balha'lah must navigate hostile factions, ancient secrets, and forces far beyond human understanding. With each step, his strange new ability grows stronger — and more unpredictable — hinting at a destiny whether he would succumb to the sigil or the sigil would succumb to him.

Noah has lost everything to the creatures known as Curses — his family, his world, his reason to survive. In a moment of despair, he falls into the sea, but the ocean refuses to let him die. The water moves with purpose, closing his wounds, mending his broken body — as if something ancient and powerful has chosen him, and it needs him alive. When Noah awakens, he finds himself in a world utterly foreign to him. Different skies. Different rules. Different people. But one thing is hauntingly familiar — violence. In this world, war is not an exception. It is not a tragedy. It is simply the way of life, as commonplace and inevitable as drawing breath. Stripped of everything he knew, Noah must now navigate a world that does not know him — while something stirs within him, a power with its own agenda, a power that went to great lengths to keep its host breathing. The question is no longer whether Noah will survive. It's why he was meant to.

Eighteen years ago, between the mountain ranges of the Karrabata in Madüjawr, on the same day, barely half an hour apart, two children cried for the first time in their lives. The daimon king was reborn, and a little boy was also born, whose legacy was lost in the darkness of history. Their paths intersect again today and as the secrets come to light, the daimon song begins again and the Godwhip snaps. I greet everyone in Madüjawr, follow the path of young Rahul as he discovers the story of his family and the secrects surrounding everyone he comes in contact with. Prepare for a really long ride, the story goes slowly, with hidden plotpoints and references. Every detail is important, if you think something is unimportant it probably can and will be built upon later. So feel free to theorize, that is what makes the world of the hegins so interesting. This is a translatoin of my Hungarian work over on Wattpad titled, Istenostor táltosa.

‏Murder Drones belong to Glitch production and Liam Vickers this is just a fanfiction story for fun , nothing more . ‏ ‏In this story, there are no robots, outer space, or even a crazy artificial intelligence (Cyn). Instead, the story's world is populated by vampires and other beings such as elves, witches, and ghosts. The main characters, N, V, and J, are vampires, while Uzi is human. After Uzi meets N, many secrets begin to be revealed to her, an ancient secrets and monsters that control the shadows revealed, in addition to a great danger lurking in the shadows that is connected to N,J,V . ‏ ‏The story and concept of this fan story are based on the popular comic ( Angel Fangs) by the talented and creative artist (mishim0) . The artist kindly allowed me to write a story about his comic, and I continued the story from the first chapter using my own ideas. I hope you enjoy it and that it fits the same atmosphere as the comic ‏

Luke transmigrates into a chaotic Marvel-fusion universe—one where Freddy, Jason, Myers, Pinhead, Transformers, mutants, witches, demons, and cosmic entities all coexist. A world where even going to high school means sharing a classroom with Peter Parker, Harry Osborn… and future monsters in human skin. Just when he thinks he’s doomed, a golden finger awakens: —Reality Editor— • Edit your own attributes • Access thousands of skills from countless worlds • Alter skill effects • Scan 3D surroundings • Identify friend or foe • Manipulate terrain and objects • Record anomalies to gain power forever Every “anomalous” person, item, or creature becomes fuel for his upgrades. Every threat is an opportunity. Every version update brings Luke one step closer to omnipotence. With limitless growth, reality-bending abilities, and no moral chains holding him back, Luke sets his own path: From bullied classmates… to supernatural killers… to cosmic horrors… To the very gods overseeing the multiverse—all will eventually kneel. Because once the Reality Editor reaches its final version… Luke will no longer be human. He will be the Architect. The One Above the one above all. And this multiverse? It will exist only as long as he allows it.

There is a world where nothing is fixed. Not the laws. Not the names. Not the boundaries between one thing and another. In this world, gravity is a suggestion. Death is a mood. The colour blue can be redefined by anyone who has the will and a sharp enough imagination. A man can die on a Thursday, and by Friday his widow can decide that "death" now means "a long walk in a garden that has no gate," and he will return to finish the soup she left on the stove. A child can decide that "school" means "a cloud that only rains on weekends," and the building will float away until Monday, carrying the teachers with it, and no one will ask questions because questions themselves can be redefined as answers that have not yet decided what they know. Everyone redefines reality as easily as breathing. The rich change themselves daily—new face, new past, new gravity. The poor cling to a handful of stable definitions just to remember who they were when they woke up. Cities rename themselves every hour by public vote. Wars are fought not with weapons but with dictionaries. The Anti-Semantic War, they say, ended when one side redefined "victory" to mean "surrender," and by the time anyone noticed, it was already history. This is not paradise. When everything can be rewritten, nothing is ever fully real. A promise made today dissolves tomorrow when "tomorrow" is redefined as "a shape that cannot fit promises." Love is exhausting because the word changes taste every afternoon. Truth is a fashion. Memory is guesswork. And somewhere beneath all this, a question sleeps that no one dares wake: If everything can be redefined, what is the definition of definition itself? Cindral had never trusted a world that could change its memories. When the past was rewritten as casually as the weather, what was a man but a rumour his own history could no longer confirm? He did not seek power. He did not want to reshape the rules. He wanted to know if there was any rule that did not answer to a vote. So when word reached him of an old vendor in the secondhand markets selling definitions too ancient to be altered, Cindral went. Not from ambition. From hunger—for something that would still be true tomorrow. The answer waits in a dusty corner of that market, where a vendor whose age shifts with the minute hand sells used definitions discarded by those who have moved on to newer models. Cindral will touch the one definition that was never meant to be touched: the definition of definition itself. That touch will reveal the thread. The thread runs through everything. It ties every word to every thing, every thing to every mind, every mind to every story, and every story to something above. Cindral will follow it upward through layers of narration that make his universe look like a footnote in a book no one remembers writing. He will climb until climbing breaks. He will define until definition breaks. He will be until being breaks. What waits at the end cannot be called a god, because gods require names, and names require someone to speak them. What waits predates the need to be named. And it is not the top. There is no top. The thread does not end; it only changes direction—cutting sideways through hierarchies, through echoes without a source, through hollows where silence is not empty but full of the absence of sound waiting to be born. This is the story of that climb. It begins in a world where anyone can rewrite the rules, and it ends where the word "rule" has never been spoken, never been needed, never been possible. Somewhere in between, a man discovers that he is a sentence inside a story inside a dream inside a definition that defines itself. The thread is already in your hand. Cindral's ascent begins now.

Twins tormented growing up in an orphanage find themselves in the same military school as Quinn Talen and Sil Blade. While Quinn and Sil make a name for themselves, Minx walks her own path in their background. She has protected her brother Midas from bullies all her life with her Plant ability but must keep her true strength and her relationship with Sil a secret while growing her team. With new friends and trying to decide if people really can be trusted, she fights to protect the family she built with Sil while trying to discover the truth about herself and her heritage. All chapters are currently released but the story has room for expansion. At this moment, the author is waiting to see if Sil is in My Vampire Awakening that has yet to come out. The current chapters are aligned with My Vampire System (MVS) and the associated timeline. The story is currently under a revision as the original protagonist has been given her own story outside the Talenverse. The names have already been changed but some events still need to be changed or removed. There is a "spacer" chapter to denote editing. Audience aged 16 and up as some trauma is SA. It's not graphically described but it's enough to understand what happened. This will go away after the revisions are complete as the villain responsible for this behavior is being swapped out..

In the 170th year of Yong’an of the Great Wei Dynasty, a secret scandal broke out within a princely household, one that shook both the imperial court and the immortal sects alike. The only son of the Northern Garrison Prince, infamous throughout the realm as utterly worthless and rotten to the core, was in truth the lowly son of a stable slave, switched at birth years ago by the Demonic Sect. The real heir, meanwhile, turned out to be a true disciple of a Sage, newly appointed top Scholar, having already cultivated a breath of Righteous Qi of the Vast Heavens. For a time, all of Great Wei erupted in jubilation. People everywhere congratulated the princely household on rectifying the origin and returning to the source, on finally recovering their qilin-born prodigy. ....... “Yeah, it really is worth celebrating, if only this so-called fake heir weren’t me.” Gu Fangchen faced the Northern Garrison Prince and the true heir who had come to confront him, then glanced at the randomly assigned profession hovering above his head: [Emperor (1 day)] [Skill One: Mandate of Heaven (Passive)] [Skill Two: Power of Life and Death (Active)] That year, the Northern Garrison Princess Consort was still gentle as water, doting on her child to the point of indulgence. The Eldest Princess was cold as frost, proud and aloof, a single smile worth a fortune. The Younger Princess was sweet, foolishly adorable, obsessed with heroic young knights, and most of all despised shameless villains. The Grand Princess struck fear across battlefields as a peerless war god. The female State Preceptor could overturn clouds and rain with a mere turn of her hand. The moment Gu Fangchen opened his eyes, he knew it: He had transmigrated to become an emperor. Those who follow me shall prosper. Those who oppose me shall perish.

Not all rebirths are gentle. When a soul is dropped into the chaotic melting pot of the Marvel Universe, he finds himself burdened—or blessed—with a power that rivals the stars: the absolute might of a Sun God. From a flicker of inner light, he grows into a supernova, radiating brilliance and authority over light, fire, and fate itself. As he walks the Earth—a handsome, immortal presence—he attracts the attention of not just villains and cosmic tyrants, but also the Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D., and the most powerful, brilliant women the world has to offer, all drawn to the heat of his divine radiance. He is the master of his own destiny, and the source of all light. But as the shadows of Thanos' coming war loom large, he must decide: Will he use his infinite power to simply survive and indulge in the world's beauty, or will he become the definitive, unchallengeable light that burns away all of Marvel's darkness? -------------------------------------------------- Note: This is a Translation. Non-profit fanfiction based on Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) series. All rights to original creator. For extra chapters u can go ~ [patreon.com/_Shadowscale] Atleast 7chs/week will be updated regularly.

"Who... are you?" Those were the first words Officer Himiko Suzuki spoke after glimpsing something impossible: a face in the darkness watching her from beyond reality itself. Soon after, strange powers begin appearing across Earth. Creatures mutate. Alien invaders descend from the stars. And hidden behind it all lies Aethesium—a force capable of turning ordinary people into gods. As Himiko is drawn into the international organisation MEI and its Special Operations Unit, she finds herself chasing a mystery older than civilisation itself. Because somewhere in the universe, something is watching. And it has been watching for a very long time.

He woke up… but something was wrong. The world made sense. Too much sense. Reality moved perfectly—until it didn’t. A system he couldn’t understand… began to recognize him. Not as a player. Not as a human. But as something that shouldn’t exist. As worlds begin to overlap and reality fractures beneath unseen rules, he is forced to face a terrifying truth: The system is not broken. It’s afraid. And somehow… it’s afraid of him.

"Ahh… my resurrection worked." After a thousand years, Salazar Slytherin awakens in the body of a young wizard and slips back into Hogwarts under a false name. What he finds horrifies him. Pure-blood families boasting ancient lineage? Half of them are descended from Muggle lovers or Muggle-borns. His so-called "heir" — a madman in a snake mask — is twisting his name into a banner of terror. Powerful curses and forgotten arts have vanished, replaced by flashy spells and wizards too weak to survive a real duel. The Founder of Slytherin is back… and he’s not here to watch his legacy rot. He will reclaim it. He will fix it. And heaven help anyone who stands in his way. #Relaxing #SliceofLife ○( ＾皿＾)っSupport and read 12 Chapters ahead of here at- Patreon.com/HornyFBI ________ Author/Editor: This is a new take on Slytherin like someone would feel after suddenly going to the future as he lived in ancient times. A different kind of HP Fanfic. Some parts of the story can be different from the book. There will also be some butterfly effects. Thank you for reading! _________ Original MTL name: ANCIENT WIZARDS RETURN TO HOGWARTS

Hi! I am KageyãmaShîro Aka Author and this is my first Novel and I have been working on this from around 4 months and this Novel is about our Main Character named KageyãmaShîro who goes on a journey to discover his world's secrets and yeah he is Author's Reincarnation and Meta Narrative Being. About the World: The World: Aetheria The world, known as Aetheria, exists in two layers: the visible world of advanced, tech-driven megacities, and the invisible layer called the Echo Labyrinth. This Labyrinth is a dimension of crystallized emotion and memory, where the true energy of all living things—Aura—is stored. Anomalies known as "Rifts" occasionally tear open, allowing creatures of pure, malicious emotion, called "Spectres," to spill into the human world. Power System: Aura Weaving The power system is called Aura Weaving. It is not a system of elemental control or simple energy blasts. Aura Sight (The First Stage): An individual must first be able to see the Aura—the flowing, colored energy field around all living things. Each color corresponds to a primary emotion/concept (e.g., Crimson for Rage/Force, Cerulean for Intellect/Planning, Viridian for Vitality/Regeneration). Echo Resonance (The Second Stage): This is the ability to connect to the Echo Labyrinth and draw out "Echoes"—crystallized memories or experiences. These are used as power-up components. For example, a Weavers might pull an Echo of a Forgotten Samurai's Resilience to temporarily grant them near-invulnerability. Aura Weaving (The Master Stage): The ultimate ability. It is the complex, mathematical restructuring of the opponent's and the user's Aura field. It requires immense intelligence and processing speed. A true Weaver doesn't just hit an enemy; they re-weave the enemy's Aura of Vitality (Viridian) into an Aura of Fear (Sepia), effectively causing their body to break down from within. Balance: The system is balanced because: Echoes are a finite resource per user/area and can be shattered if used poorly. Weaving is taxing. One wrong calculation can cause a Weaver's own Aura to unravel, leading to severe injury or death. This emphasizes the protagonist's smart nature. Hope You read all this to understand Story in a More Better Way. 2 Chapters/Every Day till chapter 50 or 50+ after that Speed will get Decreased. Thank You For Visiting!!!!

Welcome to a world where survival demands dying once first. For a thousand years, humanity has lived under the constant threat of the Calamities monsters born from ether, a mysterious energy that appeared during a long-forgotten cataclysm. To avoid a lethal overload, every human must consume a daily serum, tightly controlled by the Order. Without it, death is inevitable. At sixteen, everyone must face the Awakening, a spiritual trial from which only 30% emerge alive. Those who survive gain a Resonance, a unique power, and become Initiates the last line of defense against the Calamities. Sirius is a cynical young hitman from the slums of Astoria. He seeks neither glory nor power, only a quiet life alongside his twin sister Iris and their friend Lucy. Everything changes when an embargo on the serum strikes the city, plunging it into chaos. As the death toll rises, Sirius comes to realize that the true monsters are not always the ones being named. In the shadows, a sinister conspiracy unfolds: parasites implanted in the brains of Initiates distort their senses and emotions, turning the survivors of the Awakening into obedient instruments, unable to distinguish truth from illusion. Cornered, Sirius, Iris, and Lucy are left with only one choice: face the Awakening themselves and inherit powers as unpredictable as they are dangerous. Saving everyone is not their priority. The Order, the manipulated Initiates, and the Calamities are merely obstacles to bypass or opportunities to exploit as long as it keeps them alive. But in a world where reality itself can be falsified, how far can one go without becoming the very thing they fight? Discord: https://discord.gg/spCNaXxape