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A Foolish Regressor's Only Choice

An infected world. With a never-ending invasion. Status screens, unique skills, gods and demons… even monsters capable of ending the world in a single breath. “Hah… what kind of nonsense is this? What did humanity do to deserve any of it?” By the time he reached his twelfth life, Iskael had already watched the world end more times than he could count on two hands. He had failed as a hero, as a survivor, and as a lover, thrown back again and again using the tool he desperately monopolized. he stood alone at the cliff’s edge, but he looked nothing like the terrified survivors scattered far behind him. He looked over the Zenith Chasm in silence. Below him, the abyss seethed with monsters in the millions. An evil smile permeated his face, the kind no good soul should ever be able to make staring endlessly at the abyss. This smile was unordinary. A smile like that could only come from a psychopath of a sadistic nature. Wind fought against his clothes blowing against him, and beneath the torn fabric of his shirt, black linen tattoos shimmered like living veins of ink, crawling and shifting with unearthly symbols wrapping his torso in all sorts of hidden places . He stood above the ever hollowing Zenith Chasm, as the sole vanguard for the beginning of the raid. Having fearful last minute thoughts are normal, for anyone staring at such an abomination of numbers. Yet you see only one mantra stayed firm this young man, Iskael's heart. A coping mantra more dear than anything. “The one who conquers time…” he murmured, eyes glinting with something far beyond hope or despair. ... "Will conquer the universe.” He stepped forward. Air rushed past him as he let himself fall, his body flipping weightlessly through the tranquil yet furious winds, and as he fell those black tattoos began glowing brighter with each rotation in preparation for something. Then, as monsters roared and the world shook beneath him, he whispered: “Ah.. well I guess I'm still just a half step there if we want to be technical…" But you see, my little karma farms...” His grin widened. “I’m still a regressor.” **BOOOM**
DeadlyReplacement · 3k Views

THE ONE WHO DEVOURS

Several years after Alastor’s arrival in Hell, something impossible happens. A second soul born in another world and carrying forbidden knowledge merges with the Radio Demon’s own essence. But instead of fighting for control, the two souls fuse and split again, creating a new being completely free from Rosie’s ancient contract. A new life. A new soul. A new name. Malrion Uroboros. The one who devours. While the Overlord Alastor continues his life undefeated and bound by Rosie’s pact, Malrion descends into the forgotten lower rings of Hell where no Overlord watches and Heaven cannot sense him. There, armed with knowledge from another world and a mind that sees the hidden laws of reality, Malrion invents the first cultivation technique Hell has ever known. He absorbs sin. He consumes pain. He devours the echoes of lost souls. And with every cycle, he rises beyond the limits Hell tries to impose. A secret organization is born in the shadows. A hidden power grows beneath the throne of Hell. And the balance between Heaven, Hell, and Overlords begins to shift all because one soul refused to be controlled. A story of identity, power, rebellion, and transcendence begins… The One Who Consumes. If you enjoy my story and want to support me, you can do it on Ko-fi. I upload all current chapters there, and your support truly helps me focus on creating more content. https://ko-fi.com/whitedeath0 I don’t yet know the final length of this fanfiction, but I can guarantee one thing it won’t be less than 1,000 chapters. on webnovel i will do 2 chapters a day maybe more(;
whitedeath0 · 106.7k Views

Journey Of A Slime To Apex Predator

Deep within the darkest floor of the Dungeon in Asterra continent, a weak mindless creature suddenly awakened. A tiny, weak, nameless slime gained something that no ceature in this world should ever possess: a system, memory, anger, and the ability to evolve. After devouring monsters one by one, the slime begins a ruthless climb toward power. From dissolving goblins in silence to hunting terrifying predators far above its rank, the Dungeon’s lowest creature becomes its most dangerous threat. Skills, mana cores, traits, and abilities, everything becomes fuel for its evolution. And as the slime grows, ancient secrets buried in the world and the divine war stir awake. Because this was no ordinary monster. This slime was never meant to exist. And when it evolves into its peak forms, entire world will fear the creature that crawled from the bottom floor. --- What you can expect from this story (Or at least what I'm trying to write): 1. A ruthless underdog fantasy with slow, satisfying progression with clear milestones. The MC is not transmigrated human it should be pretty interesting. 2. Dark and gritty Dungeon atmosphere with dangerous ecosystem of various monsters, and environtment. 3. Evolution & System Progression. There will be skill leveling, trait acquisition, and evolutions. Unique new abilities gained from consuming monsters. Multiple evolution paths that affect the plot. 4. This is a story that focused on the theme of exploration from the perspective of the slime who just gained sentient. The plot would be slow at the start. Read a few chapters. I hope you will like it. :)
Space_Dementia · 14.2k Views

Douluo Dalu : Blue Silver Emperor Douluo

He traveled through Douluo and became Tang San's brother, Tang Chuan. He only awakened the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, and his innate soul power was just level one. Tang San was blind to the fact that his Blue Silver Grass was actually the top-level plant-type martial spirit, the Blue Silver Emperor, and that its greatest advantage was its vitality. Under the instigation of Yu Xiaogang, Tang San developed his Blue Silver Grass into a useless martial spirit that could only entangle and control. However, Tang Chuan chose a completely different cultivation path. His Blue Silver Grass wasn't the control type but the life type. He even created his own unique training system for Blue Silver Grass: the Wood Release Technique! A few years later, the two brothers reunited. Tang San was shocked to discover that his brother wasn't the "waste" that Yu Xiaogang had claimed he was. Instead, Tang Chuan was a genius soul master with ultimate attack power and endless recovery. He could even bring the dead back to life! Tang San: "How could this be? We both have Blue Silver Grass spirits, but why can Tang Chuan's be used to heal, attack, and control?" Master: "How could there be a problem with my spirit theory? Tang San couldn't beat Tang Chuan because of his own faults. Have you been practicing seriously over the years?" Shura God: "The damage I've caused isn't as much as the blood he's recovered?" Tang Hao: "Tang Chuan is my son, not Tang San!" Many years later, the Blue Silver Grass reappeared on the continent in a completely new form. This time, it was no longer a useless martial spirit. It was a top-level martial spirit that was unrivaled in the world and had both offensive and defensive capabilities! --------------- Check out advanced chapters on : patreon.com/Veni_V
Veni_V · 1.1m Views