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Divine Emperor of Death

Tian Long, an orphan without much of a life in both his thirty year long life and lifespan! To him, a single opportunity was displayed to transmigrate into another world with his Death Book! "What's this? Is this the body of a three year old? Davis? Is this my name from now on?" Finding himself possessing a small child, he becomes inwardly conflicted before he faces the truth and his reality! Young Davis finds himself as the legal heir, the Crown Prince of the Loret Empire in the Grand Sea Continent, becoming a powerful cultivator in a short time... However, is that all? Follow his journey as Young Davis becomes a full fledged death's advocate while embodying into the Divine Emperor of Death in the world of cultivation! "Mn? The route to become the Emperor is a given? Nah, I still don't want it..." "Oh? I'm courting death you say? Unfortunately for you, death is already my woman..." ======= Almost 200,000 words (Around 170 Chapters) available for free! What to expect (Updated June 2026) : -Male protagonist who is trying to find who he is in the beginning and increasingly becomes level-headed and ruthless to enemies. Divine Emperor of Death is his calamity title the world gave him and not his personality, so don’t expect MC to be utterly black-hearted here. -Growth style from young to old, a epic adventure that takes itself seriously as the chapter and volumes advances -Harem. Slow-burn romance for the first two hundred chapters and it increases in pace once MC takes on second wife. Harem is treated extremely important here with their own personalities and flaws. No trophy wives. MC doesn’t abandon harem members to go off on a solo adventure. -Character-driven story with long-term growth. MC makes a few mistakes in the beginning and works to rectify. -Logical cultivation system with nearly no mistakes in terms of power leveling battles. -Unique blend of many types of architecture and eastern fantasy, but mostly latter since this is a cultivation novel. -Quick battles, no-nonsense approach to most enemies, and epic battles, tribulations and actions with lasting consequences. -Magical beast, calamities, strange lifeforms and locations. -The main character is not overpowered at the beginning, he'll have to climb his way up. And his treasure is simply dangerous to use, which makes it extremely challenging for him to survive. -Growth arc, adventure arcs, revenge arcs, romance arcs, epic tribulation arcs, family arcs and many more. -Regular updates (2 chapters/day) + bonus chapters and mass releases when possible ======= Some words from author: English isn't my main language, so please bear with it if you found some mistakes. The first few hundred chapters do have grammar mistakes since I was a beginner at that time. Please bear with me until the grammar and the content gets fleshed out. This is an epic (long form story) instead of a quick wish-fulfillment novel as we follow the story of Davis from the start, so it's bound to be slow but steady. There are epic moments at certain points which my readers have praised repeatedly. Also, the [best harem novel] in the entire Webnovel according to my readers in Discord. ======= Want to see more official art of the story and discuss the story with others? Join the Discord! Discord and support links https://discord.gg/xcqXR6p https://www.patreon.com/stardust_breaker == Power Stones Ranking (Updated : 29th September 2022) 16th so far Golden Ticket Ranking: 11th so far
Stardust_Breaker · 27m Views

Lazy Salvation

“The boogeyman of Outer Gods, protector of Earth, humanity’s last stand—Miratheris’s son has returned.” I was drowning in sloth. The color of life had drained from my eyes, leaving only shades of grey. Doing anything felt like punishment. Looking for a job? A laughable idea. I did everything I could to stay disconnected from reality. Gambling. Drinking. Even suicidal stunts. Anything to escape the numbness that clawed at my mind for even a second. But everything comes at a cost. I abandoned my family. Broke the heart of the only woman who ever loved me. And wasted every damn day like it didn’t matter. I became the kind of man society throws out with the trash. But life didn’t spare me. Not even when I hit rock bottom. Deceived, shackled, and sold into another world— I spent the rest of my days as a slave. Forced to fight monsters ripped straight out of myth. At the very end, all I could do… was wish. Just one more chance. One shot to make things right. … Born a prodigy, Ashen Hart moved through life like a golden boy. What others worked for, he mastered with ease. At first, it felt like a blessing. The validation, pride, and accomplishment felt sweet. But even honey spoils when you’re drowning in it. The more success he tasted, the more hollow it all became. And when a mysterious power awakened within him, letting him see moments into the future— The world lost all color. And then all meaning… Nothing could surprise him. Nothing could move him. He spiraled. Ashen threw it all away—ambition, love, purpose— and embraced the slow death of apathy. But fate wasn’t done with him. Kidnapped by a shadowy organization and forced into a hidden war, he learned a truth: he wasn’t special. He was fodder. Cannon meat to delay the inevitable. But somewhere, buried beneath sloth and cynicism, the genius stirred. The apathy rotted away. And Ashen Hart, the failure, became Ashen Hart, the wretched. The unkillable. From a discarded pawn to the final hope of mankind. And when it was over—when even the gods had fallen— he was left alone. At his dying breath, the Earth’s spirit, Miratheris, answered his plea. She rewound time, giving him one last shot. But not without a price. She kept his memories intact… and delayed their return just enough so his younger self could bear the weight. Ashen’s second life begins now— and the monsters, both within and beyond, are about to learn what regret truly feels like. ═══⟲══════⟲══════⟲═══ All chapters are unlocked.
Hushfire · 914.7k Views

THE NIGHT OF DEPARTURE

A Zombie Apocalypse Begins in India In a city of millions, some people are chosen not because of who they are, but because of who they aren't. Kabir Ansari is a man no one would miss. A forgotten shopkeeper in the lanes of Chandni Chowk, living in the margins of Delhi, invisible to the world. He has no family, no connections, no digital footprint. He exists in the silence between moments, in the spaces where the city forgets to look. Which is exactly why they selected him. When a highly classified military experiment goes catastrophically wrong, Kabir becomes something unprecedented—a biological weapon, a living incubator for a virus that rewrites human neurology from the inside out. He is not meant to survive. He is not meant to matter. But survival, in the face of deliberate dehumanization, becomes an act of rebellion. What unfolds is not a story about heroes fighting the undead. It is a story about the systems that create disasters, the choices that amplify them, and the terrifying speed with which civilization can unravel when those in power prioritize containment over compassion. The outbreak doesn't begin with a mysterious disease or a natural phenomenon. It begins with a man who was never supposed to matter, carrying a pathogen that will force India to confront the real horror: not what monsters do, but what humans create when they believe some lives are disposable. As infection spreads from Chandni Chowk outward, as the virus tears through India's dense population centers, as the military grapples with a containment that is already failing—**the real question emerges: Who is actually infected? The ones transforming in the streets? Or the systems that engineered their destruction? A visceral, unflinching chronicle of how epidemics truly begin. Not with a bang, but with a single man, a single scratch, and the catastrophic failure of those who believed they could control the uncontrollable. This is how the world ends—not in India's cities, but in the margins. Not with the powerful making hard decisions, but with the powerless paying the price. A novel about the virus we created, and the world we deserve.
ACEMULTIVERSAL · 5.7k Views

Infinite Gacha System: I Pull SSS-Rank Heroines From Another World

His Crest Card says RANK F. SUMMONER. The son of Edmund Kane, SS-rank legend, the man who single-handedly dragged a dead profession back into relevance, and that is what the ceremony stone produced. An F-rank Summoner. A dead man's profession. His father's name attached to a rank that means nothing. He already knew how to survive humiliation. House Harwick had been teaching him since he was eleven, the year their advocates, their bribes, and their fabricated debt records put his father in a detention cell and his family name in the ground. Five years in Greyfen's lower city. Then Caldmore Academy on a scholarship. Then three years of being the quiet one. The one who covered for his team on every run and never asked for anything back. On the third floor of the Caldmore dungeon, his team leader looked at him bleeding on the stone floor and made a decision. They left. He should have died. The wraith had already done the work. The cold was already in his chest. Instead, silence. Then something vast and patient exhaling for the first time. [INFINITE GACHA SYSTEM: ONLINE] [VOID REGISTRY: ACTIVE] [FIRST PULL: AVAILABLE] She constituted from nothing: light gathering, form settling. Eyes closed. Then open. She was also just the first. He is going to collect every one of those debts from those he is owed. In full. In public. With interest. And the extraordinary women arriving from destroyed worlds, one by one, pull by pull, each one SSS-rank, are going to make sure he lives long enough to do it. [R18: Violence · Strong language · Explicit content · Power fantasy · Harem · Revenge]
The_Godfath3r · 102.3k Views