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Lian Mo slaughtered his entire bloodline at dawn. He carved open his father, mother, and siblings in a forbidden ritual, drinking their dying essence to ignite his path to immortality. No tears. No hesitation. Only a cold, unbreakable will. The heavens sensed the abomination and sent their first thunderbolt to erase him. Lian Mo laughed. He turned their divine wrath into blight, corrupting the lightning into poison that now spreads through his veins. Family became his first sacrifice. The immortal sects will be next. Then the gods themselves. One man dares to defile eternity. And the sky is already bleeding.

Qiu Yan gets dumped into the cultivation game as the biggest joke alive: faded ember root weaker than wet paper, daily roast sessions from smug elders and seniors in the Jade Whisper Sect, then straight-up yeeted out the door like expired trash nobody wants. The whole sect bets he'll crawl off and die quietly somewhere forgotten. Huge L for them. Ding!!! [Infinite Echo Sign-in System boots up!] Now every single day Qiu Yan hits sign-in at random death zones and steals echoes straight from ancient bloodbaths, fallen legends, and the juiciest part, the massive ego of every arrogant clown who ever dissed him. Harmonize that stolen power right and his strength detonates, Dao of Echoes wakes up, and he starts dropping face-slaps so vicious the sky itself winces. Imagine the comedy roast marathon: Huo Lie gets verbally torched until his own echo loops "sorry sorry" in his brain for the next three lifetimes. Crimson Thorn Pavilion's spoiled young masters? Humiliated so brutally their entire bloodline starts auto-apologizing in public. "You dare call this young master trash? Watch me hijack your echo and make you moonwalk the apology dance while the sect records it. Stay cooked, clown." Harem vibes go nuclear too. Senior sister Su Qinglan switches from ice queen to full simp the second she clocks Qiu Yan's savage clapbacks. Princess Rong Yuexi folds after he rescues her from a beast tide and verbally barbecues the monsters into begging for mercy. "You overgrown lizards think you can touch her? Nah, this young master just served y'all an L platter. Stay roasted." Raw revenge, stupid-fast OP progression, public-shame comedy gold, and one-liner burns sharper than any immortal sword. Qiu Yan isn't grinding realms. He's turning the whole cultivation scene into his personal roast battlefield, forcing every arrogant fool to regret the day they ever ran their mouth. Buckle up. This faded ember is about to become the ultimate echo sovereign, and it's gonna be savagely hilarious. Jump in if you can survive getting cooked.

"Cold". That was the first thing Solonar felt. Not grief. Not rage. Just cold—like the world had stopped feeling within him. In a world where emotions fuel power, empaths are born with dormant cores that awaken through trauma or time. Their feelings—rage, sorrow, desire—become weapons, shields, and salvation. Solonar, a quiet Tier 3 orphan, inherits more than grief when his mother Misty dies. Her legacy, her secrets, and his awakening emocore could change everything. But beyond the city walls, beasts wait. Inside, cults rise. And the wrong emotion can drive a mortal into insanity and turn them into a corrupted monster.

Warriors train their bodies. Scholars fill their minds. Every cultivator must have both and the talent to harness qi. But when the youngest princess of the murim lord was born, her golden core had to be sealed immediately because her talent for harvesting qi was too strong. Follow her as she regains her talent as the weakest murim princess. Warning: Psychologically painful. Happy ending. Emotional healing. Prepare tissues.

Sans avertissement, sans explication, il se matérialise au cœur d'un monde inconnu où la neige ne tombe pas—elle règne. Chaque inspiration brûle ses poumons. Chaque battement de cœur est un défi lancé au froid qui veut sa peau. L'air lui-même semble fait de cristaux tranchants, et l'horizon n'est qu'un linceul blanc qui s'étend à l'infini. Mais l'hypothermie n'est pas son seul ennemi. Quand la nuit tombe sur cette terre maudite, les bois s'éveillent. Des choses émergent de l'obscurité—des créatures arrachées aux cauchemars les plus anciens, aux silhouettes difformes et aux regards affamés. Elles traquent. Elles chassent. Et elles ne connaissent pas la pitié. Rei ne comprend rien à ce qui lui arrive. Il ne sait pas pourquoi il est là, ni comment il est arrivé dans cet enfer blanc. Mais une certitude primitive bat dans ses veines, plus forte que la peur, plus brûlante que le gel : il veut vivre. Alors il combattra. Pour chaque seconde arrachée au froid. Pour chaque souffle volé à la mort. Dans ce monde sans merci, il apprendra à survivre—ou périra en essayant. Et bientôt, alors que les ténèbres se referment sur lui, Rei découvrira une vérité terrifiante : lui aussi possède un pouvoir qui défie toute raison. Un pouvoir qui pourrait le sauver... ou le condamner à jamais. Dans le blanc absolu, seuls les plus forts survivent. Et Rei refuse de mourir.

"It all begins in Kyrethron... and there it will end." For centuries, the truth remained hidden. Kyrethron was not only the heart of the realms, but the place where power itself... The Secret Shard, the fall of the Eternal White Eyes, the Eternal Divinity... all are connected. And Zyrion is the key to a story no one can afford to misunderstand. Silence rises again, one by one, defying the spirit gods; wielders are sacrificed, and the balance between life and death is shattered. But this is not only Zyrion's struggle. A war rages between Calesia and Umbraek, the mystery of an immortal mentor unfolds, and the shadow of a masked figure surpasses the Eternal of the Void. Naerys, the Eternal Blade of Kyrethron, is not who she seems. The Lightning Shard holds a secret that should never have been touched. And Zyrion... perhaps he isn't the true Zyrion he could have been. What if the greatest enemy isn't Umbraek, but someone watching from the shadows... with those same White Eyes? Kyrethron isn't just a kingdom. It's an open wound, a forbidden memory. And its story is about to awaken.

Betrayed by his childhood friend and expelled from the Hero Party, Orun Dura—once a skilled swordsman turned loyal Enchanter—is mocked as a "jack-of-all-trades, master of none." Cast out alone, he returns to solo adventuring with his versatile skills. What his former comrades dismissed as mediocrity becomes his greatest strength: rapid adaptability across swordplay, magic, and more. As he rises through explosive battles and deadly challenges, Orun proves that true power lies in versatility, forging a path to surpass every expectation.

Xiao Qingya was reincarnated as a pitiful cannon fodder in an ancient drama novel. Well, again.  In her grandfather’s generation, her maternal family was exiled. Now they worked in the countryside as farmers. But… this family wasn't ordinary farmers! The family was full of main characters, but also cannon fodder. The author wrote a lot of stories featuring the same universe. Her mother, father, brothers, and sisters were the future major characters. The mother was a female protagonist who went through so much abuse just to be reunited with her husband and awaken her memories in the previous life as a modern woman! The twin elder sisters’ lives were full of misunderstandings, the kind that would make them fight to the death until only one of them remained alive. The second brother lost his life just to protect the female lead, but unfortunately, the male lead in his story wasn’t him. And the eldest brother…  He was a prodigy in both martial arts and medicine. However, after he failed to save the sickly Xiao Qingya, he fell into depression. He was caught up in his younger twin sisters’ feud and eventually lost his life, too. *** The System fell silent after it read yet another pitiful cannon fodder script. Why did it even get bound to such a small baby who had no power to do anything yet? Its host was truly pitiful. This time around, she would also die young, just like the other books she had been reincarnated into. Feeling useless, it could only tell its host the truth.  Xiao Qingya didn't mind at all. Bored, she spent her time gossiping with ghosts. Yes, she could also see ghosts! However, just as she waited for her time to log off from the book… Eh, why did her parents reunite early? Her sisters lived peacefully with each other, and even her brothers thrived more than ever. Farming peacefully, they were saving themselves from famine and plague by hoarding! The family replied in their hearts: It’s because we heard your inner thoughts. You changed the family’s fate! [Inner Thoughts Exposed + Ancient Time + System + Farming + Space Storage + Famine + General's Daughter + Ghost-Seeing Baby + Slice of Life + Group's Favorite + Palace Drama]

story of a someone who shouldn't have existed. a person with goal of changes the story and fate of his favourite characters & Wifuus Note - it's Slow Burn Story. note - all characters belongs to There creates. I'm just making fic for fun. hope you like the story if you do send power stones and do comments.

Cornered after a decade-long hunt, Ignotus did the impossible: At the cost of his life, he injured two of the three most powerful Runebearers in the realm. In a fit of rage, the Queen of Time attempted to undo the humiliation, casting an ancient spell to reverse the clock and erase his final strike... But her arrogance was his salvation. Ignotus regressed to the day of his Ascension, the very day he received his first Rune. This time, he would choose another and set out on a new path, one of Luck and Calamity, all to rewrite his Fated future. He will step out of his family's shadow, tear through the realm's higher strata, and drag his own House to the Heavens! But... Ding! That would've been too easy. — {HERETIC DETECTED!} [Nex, of House Death, has sensed the Soul that escaped his scythe.] [Hora, of House Time, has seen the stain left on her clock.] [???, of House Light, has witnessed the birth of a Twisted Light.] [YOU ARE BEING HUNTED.] — The hunt had resumed... A game of cat and mouse... Would he survive this time? — {Author Of Misunderstood Villain} {Alternative Title: Father Of Luck & Calamity} Discord Link: https://discord.gg/bGGfgMfu48

[WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Bronze Winner] Idan and Arabel both belonged to different strata of society. Idan came from an ordinary middle-class family, while Arabel came from one of the richest Morgan families. Besides his parents, Idan has an older sister who is a year older than him. Arabel has a younger twin brother besides her parents. A year after the global catastrophe, when the world was in chaos, the first awakened ones with superpowers appeared. Among them were Idan's older sister and Arabel's younger brother. After the first of the ten disasters described in the Revelation received by the people was overcome, a solemn evening was held. It was there that the fate of Idan and Arabel changed dramatically.: When their eyes met, Idan heard a sudden monotone voice. [Ding! The perfect user has been found, and the activation of the Supreme Husband System has begun! 5%] [Ding! The Supreme Husband System Has Been Activated!] [Ding! The perfect partner has been found, and synchronization with the Supreme Wife System has begun! 1%] [Ding! The system is synchronized with the Supreme Wife System! 100%] [The first task of the system has been issued!] [Propose to your future Wife within 1 day!] [Failure of the task – deleting the system and losing the opportunity to awakening!] While Arabel suddenly heard a monotonous voice. [Ding! The perfect user has been found, and the activation of the Supreme Wife System has begun! 5%] [Ding! The Supreme Wife System Has Been Activated!] [Ding! The perfect partner has been found, and synchronization with the Supreme Husband System has begun! 1%] [Ding! The system is synchronized with the Supreme Husband System! 100%] [The first task of the system has been issued!] [Invite your future husband to dance for 1 hour!] [Failure of the task – deleting the system and losing the opportunity to awakening!] English isn't my main language, so please bear with it if you found some mistakes. Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/thE3cXkq5Q

The story takes place in Ardenmoor — a continent where Mana flows through the earth like blood through veins. Every human is born with a Mana Affinity, a rank from F to SSS that determines their potential. Nobles hoard Mana Stones, elite academies train the gifted, and the strong rule absolutely. The world has a story. Specifically: it plays out like a novel, with a chosen protagonist, destined allies, legendary dungeons, and a final demon king. That story was already written once. Amaron Volg knows it by heart — because he lived it as an extra.

Every two months, humans fall asleep... and awaken in another world. Chosen by the gods, they gain Devine Blessings: access to a System to help them grow stronger and are sent on Divine Expeditions to save dying civilizations or carry out "Devine Justice" in a distant world. They return as heroes, stronger each time. Ronin is different. Blessed by a sealed god, he wields a forbidden power: he absorbs the strength of anything he kills. As he rises through the ranks and battles monsters, rivals, and divine forces, disturbing truths begin to surface. Regions once saved fall again. The System grows more controlling. And Corrupted Beings of forgotten Timeliness Arise. Ronin begins to question Are the gods truly Helping these Civilizations... or using them? In a world guided by Devine Will, strength is only the beginning.

Ren had just reached his home when a burning rune ignited beneath his feet. "What the fuck—" Those were his last words before he found himself in Ashenhold — a world devoured by the apocalypse. Creatures roamed the lands as humans received a chance to defy their fate. In this burning hell full of nothing but despair, Ren was chosen by the Ultimate Paragon System. [VOID VISION UNLOCKED!] [DOMAIN OF OBLIVION UNLOCKED!] [OBLIVION INTEGRATION UNLOCKED!] With his Army of Oblivion, he fought endlessly. Not for power, not for glory, but for only one goal: survival. Completely unaware that his true battle lies in the secrets of the past.

Zack entered a competition titled Ice and Fire: Battle Royale. In this match, 100 players were dropped into the world of A Song of Ice and Fire. The rules were simple: to claim victory, they had to either eliminate every player outside their alliance or rack up 10,000 points. Many years later, The Protector of the Great Shepherd's Flock, the Khal of Khals of the Great Grass Sea, the Restorer of Old Ghis, the Chosen One of Volantis, the High Dragonlord of Valyria, the Shadow King of Asshai, the Ender of the Long Night, King of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros and Master of the Lands of Always Winter, the God-Emperor of Yi Ti, the "Emperor of Mankind" Ian Darry I... sat upon his throne, buried his face in his hands, and let out a long, weary sigh. Why? Because he couldn't find a single enemy left on the map... but he still hadn't maxed out his score.

P.S. This is a cleaned-up translation of a dropped MTL novel. I’ve removed awkward phrasing, weird speech patterns, and cultural references, but the story itself remains untouched(if you find anything weird let me know I will fix that). I’ll be publishing at least two chapters a day, with more on weekends. This novel was dropped by the original translator, but it’s one of the better mecha stories out there. If anyone wants to continue the project, feel free—and I can share the full translated book with anyone interested. //------SYNOPSIS------// In the era of universal mechas, people can go to the endless abyss, collect materials, strengthen and forge their own mechas, and master the power of destroying the world. Raleigh Drake traveled through time and awakened his talent [Titan Assimilation]. Once the mecha is broken, he can permanently absorb its power and receive multiple bonuses. … At the bottom of the abyss, when the Old Demon God finally broke the Titan mecha with great effort, a hand stretched out from the fragments and held down its head. "Congratulations, you have unlocked my Second Phase~~."

In a cultivation world ruled by unwritten laws, immortals and demons pursue power and longevity. Jin Yuchen is reincarnated—armed with knowledge from hundreds of stories—only to discover that he possesses no apparent talent. Worse still, this reality ignores every rule he thought he understood. Through trial and error, and a series of impulsive decisions, Jin begins to deconstruct his own path. He dares to question the very foundation of the world What is cultivation? Is it merely the art of becoming immortal… or the audacity to redefine one’s own journey, transcending every unwritten rule with a brazen smile?

Angel Salvatore was the adopted son of the previous boss of the Genovese Mafia Family. After becoming the Don, he took the Genovese Mafia Family to new heights, eliminated their competition, and set them on the path to generational success. But just as things seemed to be going great, he was murdered by the jealous children of the previous boss. Yet, instead of ending up in the afterlife, he ended up in the body of Caellum Emberlin, the youngest prince of the King of Emberlin, who died unjustly and was filled with resentment. Apologetic to the person whose body he took over and thankful for a chance to live again, Angel vows to achieve all of his dreams and, in the process, prevents the destruction of the world and figures out why he was giving this new lease of life.

The most unlucky woman in the world vs The most mysterious man in the world. A piece of paper declaring a marriage alliance between two enemy families was not her business. Because she would never be picked as the bride anyway. Officer Tai Liwu's bad luck was not just broken heels, exploding cars or birds pooping on her head. It also extended to her dating life--which did not exist. She had resigned herself to a lifetime of arresting bad guys and surviving death with zero romance. But when her sister has a panic attack before walking down the aisle, Tai Liwu is shoved into the bridal hall and told to smile. On the other side of the aisle, City Lord Shen Weijun was dealing with his own disaster: his brother, the intended groom had drugged him, put him in the grooms clothes and bolted! Forced to step in under a false identity, Weijun expects nothing more than a political farce. After all, their families are sworn enemies and this wedding is supposed to be a ceasefire, not a love story. But trouble brews when Weijun finds himself falling for the sharp-tongued police officer who can arrest a pickpocket with one hand and chase after her hat with the other. Pretty soon, he is more interested in kissing her than fearing her bad luck and suspicious intentions. And Liwu, her "bad luck" takes a twist when on her wedding night, she awakens a bad luck system, throwing their lives into chaos.

Anna thought her life ended the moment she saw her husband, Daniel Clafford, in the arms of her sister. She had already lost her unborn child something Daniel never even noticed and now, with her last shred of hope shattered, she decided to leave quietly. But fate was cruel. Before she could walk away, she was pushed off the balcony of the Clafford estate. Only… she didn’t die. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day of her wedding, her sister having run away and Anna forced to take her place as the replacement bride. This time, Anna swore things would be different. No love. No expectations. No more foolish devotion to a husband who only brought her heartbreak and cold indifference. Yet something is wrong. The Daniel of this life isn’t the same man she remembers. He refuses to ignore her, refuses to let her go, and most shockingly—refuses to divorce her. “I’m telling you, Anna. Stop bringing divorce into our conversations,” Daniel warned, his voice taut. His heart ached, but seeing her unyielding expression made his resolve crumble. With trembling hands, he cupped her face and whispered: “Please… give me a chance. I promise I’ll love you right this time.” But Anna only laughed bitterly. To her, Daniel Clafford was still the same man—wicked, calculating, dangerous. He married her with a motive. And now he dared beg her to stay? Dream on, Daniel Clafford. Because this time… Anna was determined to make him taste his own medicine.