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신비와 초자연적인 힘으로 가득한 세계, 칼영과 그의 친구들은 그들의 삶을 송두리째 바꿀 비밀과 세계의 균형을 위협하는 어둠을 마주하게 된다. 액션과 우정, 그리고 끝없는 도전이 얽힌 모험 속에서 모든 선택에는 반드시 대가가 따른다. 과연 그들은 다가오는 어둠에 맞서 가장 소중한 것을 지켜낼 수 있을까? In a world filled with mystery and supernatural powers, Kal-Young (칼영) and his friends uncover secrets that could change their lives and threaten the balance of their world. Amid action-packed battles, deep friendships, and relentless challenges, every choice comes with a price. Will they be able to face the approaching darkness and protect what matters most?

He transmigrated to the body of kid Sasuke on the night of Uchiha Massacre. No system, no cheat. He could only rely on his brilliance, foreknowledge, and calculation. The emotional and reckless Sasuke is no more!

CONTENT WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE SEXUAL THEMES, EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT, AND SITUATIONS INTENDED STRICTLY FOR MATURE AUDIENCES (18+). READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. ******************************************* “Tell me what you need me to do.” Where the shamelessness or boldness came from, I had no idea but I didn’t care anymore.  Without breaking eye contact for even a second, Allen replied in a disgustingly devilish voice. “I need you to take my cock in your mouth and let me pound your throat until I fill your mouth with my seed. Do you think you can handle that? Mmm?” My hands were still on his cock and instead of backing out, I slowly started stroking him.  “Fuckkkk! That feels so good baby,” he murmured softly. “Now you know my answer.” ******************************************* Ezra wakes up in a strange world with pointy-eared people, glowing castles, and a family he doesn’t recognize. Before he can figure out where he is, everyone keeps calling him “young master” and insisting he’s a harmless beta. But at a royal event, his body betrays him and he suddenly “awakens,” releasing pheromones he can’t smell and can’t control. The entire hall of powerful Alphas turns toward him like wolves scenting blood. The four royal brothers, dangerous, famous, and stupidly attractive, claim he’s an omega who belongs to them. Ezra has no idea what an omega even is. Then a weird system appears. [SYSTEM ERROR: Omega awakening detected. First task: avoid every Alpha in this room.] While trying to figure out what happened to him, Ezra learns the truth: the original body he now lives in was murdered, and the man who killed him is still out there. Worse, he’s tied to the royal family. Forced into a world where omegas are treated like property, Ezra must survive: Four Alpha brothers who want him both romantically and sexually and would do anything to have him in their bed every night. A system that only appears when he’s seconds from disaster. A disgustingly handsome and obsessive killer watching him from the shadows. And his growing deep feelings for one particular brother. He only has three days before the brothers drag him into the royal house for good. And the worst part? His body reacts to them… way too easily.

Lith was the invisible kid at Star Crest High—frail, quiet, and completely overlooked. But one catastrophic afternoon on the school's rusted roof, a brutal act of cruelty left him falling backward into empty air. As the ground rushed up to meet him, Lith made a desperate, silent vow: he would trade his very soul for a chance to truly live. Time stopped. Before he could hit the concrete, Lith woke up in a surreal, timeless realm of endless roses and a colossal golden moon, face-to-face with a dangerous, otherworldly entity. Offered a dark contract to escape his fate, Lith makes a choice that changes everything, trading his fragile humanity to become something far more.

It all started with a dirty little secret. Freshly arrived on the Douluo Continent, I made the "mistake" of overhearing the truth: the famous Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, is no genius—he is a plagiarizing fraud. To silence me, he tried to kill me. Big mistake. On the brink of death, my Martial Soul, the Scarecrow, awakened its true demonic form, dragging me back from hell with a second Martial Soul in hand. Now, I am no longer prey; I am the puppeteer of souls. Yu Xiaogang? I will make the world see your hypocrisy as I twist you into the most despised Evil Soul Master in history. Tang San? Your precious disciple will fall with you, transformed into public enemy number one. As the Demon Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, I will rewrite fate. Death is too merciful a gift for you two... prepare for a fate worse than hell. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 20 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Bankai10

Twenty years after the peace that followed the First Shinobi War, a young boy grows up in Konoha as everything begins to crumble. With nothing but an unusual bloodline and burdened with a troubled legacy, Homura Reiji prepares himself for one of the bloodiest conflicts the elemental nations have ever seen. As it draws closer, he will have to decide what he’s willing to become… And what he’s willing to lose. Disclaimer: This is an AU set during the Minato era. Pacing is slow-burn. Update schedule: Slower releases, with longer chapters and a focus on quality. For more : https://thesoulfrost.carrd.co/

In a rigid aristocratic society where marriages are political and mistresses are open secrets, Alina Ashworth, daughter of a bankrupt merchant is sold to the most powerful and feared man in the kingdom: Austin Moore, Duke of Ravenmoor. Her official title is his bed warmer. This humiliating title means she is his to use, display, and discard. Yet, he never touches her. Every night, she comes to his room, lies on his bed, but he doesn’t even look at her. But in public, he is a different man. At banquets, his hand is always on her waist and he introduces her to others with possessiveness that make men step back and women glare. Furious at being used as a prop, Alina decides that she will not be his silent ornament. If he wants to display possession, she will give him a performance worth watching. Soon, she weaponizes her bed warmer title, turns the humiliation into power and makes him fall for a woman he was never supposed to want.

"Let's set a modest goal to start: defeat Kakashi." Shinichi Higashino finds himself dropped into the shinobi world. He lacks a prestigious clan to back him, and he certainly doesn't have an overpowered bloodline limit. What he does have is a highly unusual gift: Public Perception. How the world views him literally manifests into reality, granting him tangible power based on his reputation. If people perceive him as [Clever], his mind naturally sharpens. If they recognize him as a [Genius], he learns new jutsu in an instant. If rumors claim he is [Indestructible], his physical body truly becomes invulnerable. If he can make the entire ninja world believe he is capable of [Miracles]? He will become utterly omnipotent. Thus begins the most calculated, deliberate PR campaign in shinobi history. Tags: Genius, Shinobi, Hidden Leaf (Konoha), Hokage. Author's Note: The protagonist will actively use aliases and secret identities to craft a multi-faceted reputation across the ninja world.

They said humanity’s curiosity would be its undoing—and they were right. When researchers unearthed an ancient altar, they didn’t just awaken a secret. They opened a gate, unleashing nightmarish swarms of entomorphs. Enormous, unrelenting bugs. The world’s mightiest nations fell one by one, their weapons useless against the insectoid invaders. Just when all hope seemed lost, an unexpected source offers humanity the power to fight back. — “O holy spirit. I, Ray Foster, hereby ask you to make a contract with me and help me cleanse the world.” The cat replied, “I accept.” They felt their spirit lines merging, and the cat said, “Now, the final step. Give me a name.” Ray looked at the cat and said after a while, “Yuki.” — They called him a failure. “Spiritless Sage.” A Jaeger in training with unmatched spirit energy, yet no spirit to bond with. Now armed with Yuki's power, Ray must rise through the ranks of Jaegers, face impossible odds, and cope with loss and betrayal. But with the entomorphs growing deadlier and secrets lurking in the shadows, their journey is just beginning. In a world on the brink of extinction, the fight for survival demands more than strength—it demands spirit.

A man from our world sees a video from Inferno Jae about picking one person to get their power, but you have to fight their enemy: Peter Parker, Midoriya Izuku, Mark Grayson, and Bruce Wayne (Absolute). He instantly picks Mark Grayson, since it's the safer pick in his opinion, and he puts his comment on the video. But he sees one of the comments on that video choosing Peter Parker, so he starts having a debate. At the end of the debate, the other person said: "I bet you can't survive in Mark's place." And he replied back, saying: "I can survive and become far stronger than Mark ever could." With that conversation ending, he goes to sleep, and when he wakes up in the morning, he is Mark Grayson from the comic verse in the year 2003

What are the chances an orphan goes from scrubbing floors to becoming a Duchess in forty-eight hours? 100%— I would know because it happened to me. Only I wish I had a choice. Because the man I'm supposed to call "father," Baron Tobias Fletcher, sold me off like livestock the moment he found me. Nineteen years of wondering where I came from, and this is how it ends? Not with a family. Not with answers. With a wedding contract and a husband who never removes his mask. The Duke of Wellspring. Nevan Wilder. Every fiancée before me? Dead. Mad. Or gone — vanished like they never existed. They say he kills his brides the night they see what's underneath. So shame on me for thinking meeting my father would finally end my misery. And shame on me twice because when the Duke took my hand in that ballroom, his touch ice-cold and impossibly gentle, I didn't feel fear. I felt something worse. I felt safe. Now I'm trapped in his estate, married to a man the whole kingdom fears, and the more I uncover, the less anything makes sense. Because if Nevan truly kills his brides, why is he trying so desperately to keep me alive? And whatever he's hiding beneath that mask? It's not the thing I should be afraid of.

Shane Bennett was supposed to be just another expendable recruit on Rip Hunter’s rooftop, but a "Temporal Empire Builder" system fused with his soul the moment he stepped onto the Waverider. Transmigrated into a PhD physicist's body, he discovers he can annex specific historical eras as personal territories, turning the Legends' chaotic missions into a quantifiable land grab. While the team fumbles through 1870s Arizona, Shane uses "Chrono-Stability" to ignore paradoxes and "Administrative Capacity" to recruit historical figures as his private agents. He isn't here to save history—he’s here to own it, one Fixed Point at a time, while a mysterious "Oculus" protocol quietly prepares for his eventual ascension.

“Qian Renxue, do you still not understand? I taught you knowledge, helped you become a god — but my final goal was nothing more than to destroy your Spirit Hall.” “Bibi Dong, you’re a love-brained paranoid. You’re not even as smart as your daughter. The situation you’re in today is completely your own fault.” “Zhu Zhuqing, in the royal family, relying only on fighting and killing is useless. Only those who are ruthless and scheming can survive!” “Bo Saixi, you don’t want the innocent people of Sea God Island to die because of you… right?” …… After crossing into the Douluo Continent, Su Cheng continuously strengthens himself with the help of the ‘Villain Life Simulator’. What he didn’t expect was that one day, the real people would actually come looking for him. And their personalities… seem a bit abnormal. “Su Cheng, being my dad feels pretty good, doesn’t it?”

I watched Advent of the Hero die the way it was always meant to: with the Demon King standing in the last city, and every name wiped from the raid party. When the server went black, a prompt offered a new cycle, and I accepted it, expecting nothing but a joke. Only, I woke beneath falling snow at the beginning of the story, and found that there were no menus, no logout, no respawns. Even the [Hero] gift, which belonged to every player, now belonged to me alone. With the story's ending already set in stone, I grit my teeth, raised my spear and prepared to carve a new one.

He knelt down closer to me. "Master, please punish me to appease your anger." I scoff. "My anger? It wouldn't stop with just you. You know my methods. I'd kill your mother, your limping grandfather, your three aunts, their husbands, your younger sister, her newborn, her husband, his entire family in Ojun, your heavily pregnant wife and your twelve children." I grab his hair and pull his head up. "I'd let you continue working for me, the person that you saw completely kill all your living relatives and left you utterly alone. Every time you would try to rebuild, I'd personally pull it down. Anyone you got close to, I'd brutally kill. I'd make sure that everyone that died on your behalf would be a part of you, every day, for every meal." I smile. "Even then my anger wouldn't be appeased." 

One minute I’m a Raytheon project manager crashing a Honda Civic; the next, I’m gasping for air in a Cheyenne Mountain storage closet with a Lantean AI screaming "System Integrity Low" in my skull. Transmigrated as Andrew Callahan into the early days of SG-1, I’ve been bonded to the "Aurora-7" architect system—a damaged fragment of an Ancient city-ship’s brain. While O'Neill and Jackson play explorers, I’m using "Neural Sync" to bridge human minds and "Synthesis" to rebuild lost Lantean tech from the ground up. The Goa'uld think they own the stars, but I'm busy annexing my fifth territory and digitizing Serrakin blueprints, all while ensuring the SGC never realizes their newest "Irregular Asset" is actually the founding seed of a new galactic empire.

After waking up as a Charmander, Lian discovers he possesses a Combat System. By continuously battling and earning combat ratings, he can become increasingly stronger. However, Lian, who is profoundly lazy, pursuing strength through battles isn't his desired lifestyle. He simply wishes to be an ordinary Charmander. ***** Please support me on Patreon, where you can read a bunch of extra chapters, not just for this novel, but for all the novels I'm translating. I upload at least 2 times daily for each novel (meaning there are at least twice as many chapters on Patreon compared to here on Webnovel). https://www.pat reon.com/ThatGreatStuff

After being wrongfully accused and killed, a young man reincarnates into a superhuman society as a third rate villain named Don, whose biggest asset is his side-kick with mental issues. With few options available to him, Don accepts the mantle of his predecessor and must now not only survive in a new and dangerous world, but also conquer it.... **Congratulations, you have died and awakened the Supervillain Idol System.** **The path to fame, fortune and world domination is yours is take!!** ------------ Discord: https://discord.gg/U29paHWKEN **Disclaimer**: This work of fiction is set in an alternate reality and is purely a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or events is entirely coincidental. The author has taken creative liberties with historical, cultural, and geographical elements to craft a unique and fictional world. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental

In the deranged world of Jujutsu Kaisen, having no Cursed Energy and no Cursed Technique is the greatest original sin. Touma Hayase crossed into this world with nothing. A talentless monkey in the eyes of every sorcerer, orphaned by Cursed Spirits that butchered both his parents, he nearly died the same way they did. Then, on the knife's edge of death, he obtained the "Simulator". No room for trial and error in the real world? Fine. He'd pay for every lesson in blood inside the Simulator. He began hunting for truth within those simulations, piecing together every scrap of intelligence about this twisted world. Used as bait by a deranged supervisor. Thrown onto the front lines as a meat shield by the Zenin Clan. Marked for extermination by Special Grade Curse Users who considered him a remnant of the old era. Through countless deaths, countless simulated dead ends, Touma didn't just accumulate unfathomable depths of Cursed Energy. He awakened an Innate Technique all his own: Phantom Night Parade, the power to forcibly read and replicate any Cursed Technique. Go ahead. Kill me once. I'll steal your techniques and your secrets from inside the Simulator. Years later, the Shibuya Incident erupted. The Culling Game began. When the Big Three Sorcerer Families and the rotten elite scrambled for a scapegoat, they found that the monkey they'd once trampled underfoot had already climbed a throne built on the corpses of Special Grade Cursed Spirits and high-ranking sorcerers alike, hell-bent on tearing this twisted world apart and rebuilding it from the ground up.

Born weak in a world where only the strong survive, Blood Marble was never meant to stand among cultivators. Unable to train in powerful techniques and burdened by a fragile body, his future seemed destined for mediocrity. But everything changed the day a mysterious blood-red beam descended from the heavens and chose him. Guided by fate into the ruined territory of the once-feared Blood Sect, Blood Marble inherits a legacy long thought buried by time. Now, hunted by forces that once trembled before the Blood Sect’s name, he must walk a path stained with blood, secrets, and power— or perish like those before him.