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[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully building the City of Apocalypse!] [Option 1: City of Radiance, dedicated to saving the survivors of the apocalypse.] [Option 2: City of Sin, where humans who enter can only become enslaved.] Xiao Yi, who was betrayed, chose without hesitation: the City of Sin!...

A science-fictional, post-apocalyptic epic blending hard science with metaphysical philosophy— saga of action, faith, and survival — where the spirit of Muaythai within a ten-year-old boy meets the ancient art of Qi cultivation, fused with futuristic science in the struggle to survive a fallen age. A ten-year-old son of a Muaythai dojo family — Kaodin — entangled in a timeless demon’s scheme and cast through a cosmic rift in time — the wound between worlds that births Aeonfall itself. Through the cosmic rift, the dormant Qi within his body ignites, merging with the strange radiation of the rift — transforming inner-Qi circulation into something beyond human comprehension. Kaodin stands as the pivotal force in the wheel of fate for humanity — a living symbol of survival and defiance in the world beyond. Can he eradicate the endless cycle of destruction and challenge the Timeless One’s existence? Or will he succumb to the desolation of this broken future — losing his ultimate hope of rekindling humanity’s light and returning to his original time to reunite with his family

Radeon. A cosmic emperor who devoured his own universe to cage an unknown blight, and now woke in the weak flesh of a nobody scribe. Will he live out a carefree life in this sect, with beautiful junior sisters on his arms? Of course not. In this anomalistic, backward, dissonant Samsara realm, Radeon had been given a chance. He carried a wealth of knowledge about combat, science, technology, occultism, and even magic. What was more, he already knew how to exploit weaknesses most men never saw. Let us witness how he builds the craziest foundation, trains godly disciples, and crushes those who work in shadows, as well as those who claim righteousness in the light. Will he finally learn the blight’s true nature? Will he be able to surpass his former self? “Don’t just sit there. Read.” [55,000+ Words before locked-in] [Cultivation] +[Eldritch] + [Middle Ages Era] [Note: You can treat MC as both Transmigrator and Regressor for better reading experience.] [Warning: Contains violence and intimate contents on later chapters.] [System creation also on later chapters.] [Update Schedule: Guaranteed Two Chapters Daily.]

**Synopsis** Tian Hun lived a wasted life. At twenty-five, he was unemployed, unmotivated, and drifting through reality while escaping into cultivation novels. Orphaned of his mother at birth and raised by an overly indulgent grandmother, he grew up sheltered from hardship. His father’s neglect and betrayal only deepened his apathy. By the time life demanded responsibility, Tian Hun had already given up on himself. His stagnant existence ends in tragedy. After another failed job interview, a moment of distraction leads to a fatal accident involving a collapsing construction wall and a speeding car. As death closes in, Tian Hun’s final thoughts are not of regret, but of his sick grandmother who waited for him every night. Death is not the end. He awakens crying in a hospital, reborn into a beautiful yet unfamiliar world, greeted by a dark-red-haired woman whose tears reveal she is his new mother. With no time to understand his situation, exhaustion pulls him into sleep, leaving behind one terrifying realization—he has been given a second chance at life. This world is Douluo Dalu, where destiny is shaped by Martial Souls. When Tian Hun’s Martial Soul awakens, it defies all logic. It is Godzilla—the King of Monsters. A power capable of shaking the Spirit Master world itself, forcing Tian Hun to walk a path that may lead to salvation… or catastrophe.

Kevin Moore found himself in a love scandal between two identical twin sisters. What's more, one of the twins carries pure vampire bat genes from her mother and another twin is a pure human with her father's genes. As a powerful merman with black sea supernatural abilities, he only left the sea in his adulthood to the land, on a quest to find his human father _ not knowing that life can become a hard knock for him when he is faced by mysteries of land, and attacked by the endless chaos in the human world. #merman #Humans #Vampires

my names is Sotor dream, They call me a killer, a monster, a hero, a villain, a protector, a father, a son, a husband, I'm all of these things. When I was 15 my father gave back my powers that I have from him and my mother's, and my memories of one of my lives, with a system to go along with them. now I hunt, I absorb, I become, I evolve, and someday I'll reach full eldritch hood.

Utsunomiya Asagiri has already lived through the kind of backstory that screams “main character.” After being swept through countless anime and manga worlds, he grows up in Tokyo into a handsome, perfectly average protagonist template: dead parents, no relatives, and a household registry with only one name on it. His own. Just when he’s ready to finally enjoy a quiet, normal life, reality pulls the rug out from under him. He’s dragged into a reincarnation game similar to the so called Main God Space where every mistake can cost you your life. And in the same hospital ward where players first awaken, he meets another new recruit: Yuuki Asuna, a freshman who entered Shuchiin in the same year as him. Bad news: this game is brutal, and death is permanent. Good news: the rewards are insane and Asagiri genuinely enjoys the challenge. A born reincarnation gamer and Shuchiin’s rumored “Demon King,” Asagiri forms the strongest strategy squad and makes his entrance under his infamous mask and codename: Leader. Unruly, sharp tongued, and absurdly competent, he treats lethal dungeons like a playground and everyone else like supporting characters who need better teamwork. Initial teammates: Yuuki Asuna (Sword Art Online) Iwanaga Kotoko (In Spectre) Kato Megumi (Saekano: How to Raise a Boring Girlfriend)

I’d been reading a Webnovel called The Dance of Power. It wasn’t a blockbuster hit, but it had a devoted fanbase — and the worldbuilding was interesting enough to keep me hooked. Flawed, sure, but filled with potential. Its biggest draw was its gimmick: An interactive system that lets readers submit their own character sheets to be added to the story. Naturally, I made one. Naturally… it got rejected. “Not unique enough.” “Doesn’t fit the plot.” “Try again next event.” I shrugged it off. It was just a character, after all. At least, until I opened my eyes — and found myself inside the world of The Dance of Power, inhabiting the very same character the author had turned down. A character who wasn’t meant to exist. A character with no place in the story. A flaw in the narrative. And in a universe built on power, politics, and brutal hierarchy… Being a mistake is the most dangerous thing you can be.

Li Wei, kind of your everyday guy, not out there saving the world or anything. He’s probably the dude you’d find zoning out in class or scrolling endlessly through memes. No chosen one vibes—until, bam! Out of nowhere, this ancient jade fragment fuses itself to his hand. Not painful, just... weird. And then it gets crazier. He starts unlocking these freaky powers, stuff right out of a wuxia flick. We're talking slow-mo parkour, mystical energy blasts, the whole sha-bang. Honestly, most people would just freak out and call it a day, but poor Li Wei? He’s got no guidebook for this. And it’s not like his life gets easier. Modern Earth’s messy enough, but throw in baggage from ancient cultivation worlds that randomly crash into his reality? Yeah, total chaos. Imagine trying to cram for your finals or just hang out with your friends, all while dodging assassins with killer kung-fu moves straight out of those old school movies. Sects start popping up, each with their own deadly drama and rules—some want to recruit him, some are straight up trying to end his career before it starts. Now here’s where it gets juicy—nobody’s got time for easy morals. Friends have secrets, enemies sometimes aren't total jerks, and don’t even get started on the people stuck somewhere in between. Li Wei’s trying to figure out who’s a real ride-or-die and who’s a snake in disguise. And in the midst of all this supernatural chaos, his heart’s doing its own thing, falling for someone that's practically a big, flashing “DANGER” sign. Kind of classic, right? Like the universe really wants to see how much emotional whiplash he can handle. But here’s the big question: is Li Wei gonna put it all together, turn the odds, and break out of normal-human mode? Or is he just gonna end up being another casualty in someone else’s ancient feud? Either way, it’s a wild ride—kind of like binge-watching your favorite fantasy drama and realizing you’d also have no clue what to do if lightning powers got dumped on your lap. Grab the popcorn, because Li Wei’s about to make some bad decisions in style.

I am currently in Konoha and have just become Orochimaru's apprentice. "So, is the Sharingan's transformation from one tomoe to two or three tomoe due to genetic mutation, or something else?" Staring at the restrained Uchiha test subject in front of him, Kenichi Amamiya's eyes shine with intense curiosity. Orochimaru silently accepts the thick stack of pages in his hand, titled “Research Report on the Impact of Soul Reincarnation on the Body.” When Orochimaru receives a paper titled “Research Report on the Impact of Soul Reincarnation on the Body” from his disciple, only one thought crosses his mind: This kid is even more dangerous than I am

In a world where power isn’t granted by birth, but by license; order is everything. Every awakened individual must pass strict evaluations and obtain official authorization before using their abilities. Healing, combat, elemental control, and even enhanced intelligence. Each power is ranked, regulated, and monitored by the Global Ability Licensing Authority. Unlicensed use of any ability is flagged as a crime. Repeat offenses mean life imprisonment… or worse. Ryker is an anomaly. On paper, he’s a low-tier civilian with no registered abilities. In reality, his power evolves every time he violates a rule, and the more severe the violation, the stronger he becomes. When a routine inspection exposes a discrepancy in his records, Ryker is dragged into a bureaucratic nightmare of audits, trials, and forced missions meant to “correct” him. But the system is already cracked. Black-market licenses flood the underground. Corrupt examiners sell rankings. Entire cities run on illegal abilities while pretending to be lawful. As Licensing Chaos spreads, Ryker finds himself hunted by enforcers, courted by rebels, and watched by those at the top who fear what he represents. To survive, he must decide: Submit and be erased… Or to dismantle the very system that decides who is allowed to be powerful. When authority becomes a cage, chaos may be the only path to freedom.

Katori Sora transmigrated into the world of Bleach, becoming the younger brother of the original generation Captain, Katori Batsu'unsai. At first, he thought he had a reliable backer to cling to—but soon discovered that Katori Batsu'unsai was already gravely ill and didn’t have many years left to live.

Thousands of years have passed, and the Invisible Empire has risen again. But this time, three insurmountable mountains stand in its way. The invincible stats monster, ultimate hybrid, and “All-Killing” Captain of the Thirteenth Division: Ichigo Kurosaki. The stirring yet terrifying Emperor, lord of the Soul King Palace, the “Dream-Shattering” God King: Sosuke Aizen. And the veteran time traveler, the System’s chosen son, the “Battle God,” Second Generation Captain: Shinomiya Takashi. … “I see. A nightmare? What a wonderful omen.” “Your Majesty, what are you talking about?”

《 Sinopsis 》 On a snowy night that should have claimed his life, Xi Chen was saved by a doctor too kind for this cruel world: Wu Xian. One act of humanity gave birth to something he never asked for: an Obsessive Bond. Xi Chen was no ordinary victim. He was a man with a traumatic brain trap. His PTSD consumed him, his bipolar disorder shattered his emotions, his OCD demanded absolute order, and his psychopathic tendencies denied empathy. Behind his calm facade lived Wang Ji... a cold, manipulative, domineering alter ego who understood love not as a feeling, but as Possession. Wu Xian thought he was helping a patient. Little did he know he was being studied, mapped, and slowly transported to the center of a world that knew no moral boundaries. This is not a story of healing love. This is a story about Love That Reshapes the Mind, about a doctor who lost authority over his own life, and about a man who never intended to be cured, because for him, obsession was the most perfect form of health. 《 Prolog 》 The snow fell silently, covering the street like a hidden intention. The body lay amidst a carpet of white and red. Its breath was thin, its pulse barely perceptible. Wu Xian knelt beside it without thinking, his medical gloves soaked with foreign blood. “Listen to me,” he said quickly, firmly. “Don’t sleep. Keep your eyes open.” The man’s eyelids trembled. A faint smile... almost misplaced, appeared at the corner of his lips. “If I die,” the voice was hoarse yet calm, “will you regret it?” Wu Xian was silent for a split second. “Yes, and I won’t let you die so easily.” The answer was too quick. Too certain. The man laughed softly, a sound no one should make when dying. “A perfect mistake,” he murmured. “But… thank you.” As his heart stopped in the ambulance, Wu Xian forced life back into his body with trembling hands and a clenched jaw. He succeeded. And that was his biggest mistake. ______ Xi Chen woke up to a white, controlled world. The monitors ticked. The lights were blinding. The same calm face of the doctor stood beside his bed, his eyes innocent, his expression tired, his aura positive. “You’re very lucky,” Wu Xian said with a gentle smile. “Just a little late…” “Why?” Xi Chen interrupted. Wu Xian blinked. “Why… what?” “Why did you save me?” The question wasn't just curiosity. It was a test. Wu Xian hesitated before answering honestly... Mistake Two. “Because it's my duty.” Xi Chen stared at him for a long time. Too long. Something behind that gaze moved... cold, calculating. “Then,” he said quietly, almost politely, “from now on... don't walk away from me.” Wu Xian smiled stiffly, thinking it was an expression of gratitude. He didn't see how Xi Chen's hands gripped the sheets, not out of fear, but out of certainty. Somewhere in his head, another voice whispered quietly. Wang Ji: "He chose to stay. Now it's our turn to decide when he can leave." The snow outside continued to fall, and the world, unknowingly, had just lost another person, not to death, but to a love that knows no end.

For fifteen long years, Ethan Black played a single game alone. While everyone else quit, he stayed. While the servers grew silent, he kept building. While updates stopped coming, he perfected his monster-only guild. Then, after years of waiting, a legendary update finally appeared. Ethan installed it. He slept. And when he opened his eyes— He was no longer in his room. He stood inside his own Black Guild, surrounded by monsters that bowed to him as their master. At first, he thought it was just an update. A very realistic one. Until blood became real. Death became permanent. And invaders from another world began to appear. That world is a Cultivation World— a place ruled by Heaven, Qi, and strict cultivation realms. They believe monsters are extinct. They believe secret realms are treasures. They believe power comes only from cultivation. They are wrong. Because Ethan is not a cultivator. He is the Source of Magic. Magic does not exist naturally. It flows only from him. Every monster draws power from his existence. Every spell is an extension of his will. To Heaven, he is an error. To cultivators, he is a nightmare. To monsters, he is their origin. Ethan does not seek justice. He does not care for humanity. He protects his own—and annihilates everything else without mercy. As cultivation realms fall and Heaven begins to panic, one truth becomes clear: Heaven uses cultivation. Ethan uses magic. And magic answers to no one.

We detect the threat. Once detected, we engage. When engagement is complete, we defend. That is our policy. If we cannot follow it, we have failed.

Prime Earth faced a horrible cataclysm several hundred years ago and has now turned into a hub of Demons. Humans who once lived peacefully in this world couldn't do anything aside from trying their best to survive. Now, the only territory they had was a single continent out of the many out there, and it was the smallest one too. Faced with a severe threat to their lives, the world did its best to give humans a chance. Since then, the Human Society changed its standards and power became the most important possession one could ever have. Cedric, an unfortunate man who dealt with bad cards, lives his life as a convict of the Risk Management Center, drowning in his sorrows and bitterly clinging to his worthless life. That's until he was met with a life-changing opportunity that changed the way he viewed this world...literally. Follow him as he uncovers the hidden and unspoken truths about the world he lives in while he fights for survival...through the Eyes of a Godking. ***

I crossed into the world of Type Moon and, for some reason, the Root itself recognized me. As long as I die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become its lord, an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants. So, in order to die, I started acting like a complete fool across the Nasuverse. I cursed Gilgamesh to his face in Uruk, challenged almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, proclaimed in Israel that Solomon was a demon god instead of a holy king, and even stood at Morgan’s side in Britain. Yet for some reason I am still alive. By 1994, Fuyuki City, history has given me a ridiculous list of titles: the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the miracle worker supported by Prince Camelot. On top of the Fuyuki Bridge, a young yet world weary Lovi sits on the railing, staring at the city lights and sighing. “Tell me, what exactly went wrong? Or you could just kill me here and let me finally ascend to the Throne of Heroes. Please.” Kiritsugu Emiya lights a cigarette, glances at Artoria holding the Holy Spear, at the treasury of the King unfolding beside Gilgamesh, at the crimson spear tip reaching out from the distant Kingdom of Shadows. The cigarette in his hand trembles slightly.

A wealthy heir who lives in isolation only finds one place where he truly feels alive—a mecha game called Galactic Defender. In that virtual world, battles against monsters feel real, dangerous, and thrilling, far removed from the empty life he leads in reality. But one fatal mistake brings everything to an end. He dies—and is reborn inside the game world itself. He is granted the Heart Resonance System, an ability that allows him to read emotions, emotional scars, and the deepest desires of others. The system forces him to engage with human feelings, something he always avoided in his past life. Without realizing it, this power draws troubled, lonely, and wounded girls toward him—and one by one, those connections turn into bonds that can no longer be broken. But this world is far from simple. The monster invasion is only the beginning. Beyond the dimensional portals lie far greater threats—aliens, cosmic entities, and civilizations whose technology surpasses human understanding. This world is no longer a game arena, but a cosmic chessboard, with humanity as its most fragile piece. Will humanity be wiped out by these cosmic threats?

Fanfic based on Guilty Three's Shadow Slave. Watch as Milo Chrome attempts to survive in the harrowing depths of the dream realm with a unique technology based aspect. Cover Art is made by @0mmmmm7777777 on Twitter. All credit goes to that guy, his art is cool as hell.