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Lucas was thrilled when he found himself transported into the world of Collapse. He thought he could finally live the dream—surrounded by beautiful Valkyries, living a wonderful life. But reality was cruel. This world was nothing like what he imagined. First reincarnation — survived 5 minutes 8 seconds. Cause of death: stabbed by Kiana. Second reincarnation — survived 2 days. Cause of death: beheaded by Raiden Mei. Third reincarnation — survived 5 days. Cause of death: assassinated by Bronya and Seele. Fourth reincarnation — survived 16 days. Cause of death: cut down by Himeko Murata. … No one mourned Lucas’s countless deaths. The battlefield only welcomed more terrifying Valkyries—Alicia, Mebius, Theresa… After ninety-nine deaths, Lucas finally understood one truth: If he wanted to survive in this world of Valkyries, he’d have to stop dreaming— and start fighting. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/DaoistRoeoNQ

Gravity is the first enemy. Time is the second. Gods are just variables he hasn’t solved yet. Dr. Elian Vance is not a hero. He is a fugitive, a thief, and a desperate father. Once the top mind of the Federation’s Stellar Engineering Corps, Elian threw it all away when they refused to save his daughter. He stole the Horizon Seeker ,a prototype starship and the galaxy’s most advanced artificial intelligence, A.R.C., disappearing into the forbidden sectors of the universe to find a cure for the Galactic Phage eating away at his child's nervous system. He didn't find a cure. He found a gravity well. The Horizon Seeker is torn apart, crash-landing on Aethelgard ia a nightmare world hidden behind a cosmic barrier. It is a place where trees are made of iron, storms rain acid, and the atmospheric gravity crushes down at a lethal 8.5 Gs. Elian wakes up in the wreckage with a shattered body, a dying power suit, and a terrified realization: Alara is still alive. She is locked in the ship’s secure hold inside a heavy Cryo-Stasis pod. She has five years of battery life. But Elian? His suit has fourteen hours. If he dies, the pod eventually fails, and his seven-year-old daughter wakes up alone in a jungle of monsters. Leaving is impossible. The pod weighs five tons. Staying seems suicidal. But Elian Vance is an engineer. And he has a plan.

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**

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(;

The Day I Drew the King of Pirates in Fairy Tail One minute, I was scrolling through fan theories; the next, I was stumbling out of a portal and straight into the world of Fairy Tail. Forget the magic council and dragon slayers—I got something far better: the Anime Card System. This system doesn't deal in elemental spells; it deals in legends. With a single draw, I gain the power of the most infamous, most terrifying, and most dead characters from across the multiverse of anime. Need a sword? Draw Whitebeard and split the sky with a quake. Facing a demon? Channel Madara's Mangekyō Sharingan and summon a Perfect Susanoo. Need to restore the land? Access the Wood Style of Hashirama Senju. In a world where S-Class is the peak of power, I'm armed with the combined might of every legendary villain and hero who ever died. My magic isn't a spell—it's an invasion of power. Watch as I redraw the definition of "Wizard Saint" and forge my guild as the true, undisputed power of Earth-land.

Kenichi is a detective born with spiritual energy and the ability to confront horrors that ordinary law enforcement cannot perceive. As he navigates his dangerous new reality, he must also uncover the mystery about his family.

A master killer is executed, only to be reborn in a magical world as a mummy. He awakens in a dark temple with a new, terrifying power. [Congratulations! You have Evolved into the Primordial Mummy.] Discovering that his new world is a world of magical beings, he must now rise through the powers and grow. Tags: #Undead #Mummy #KingdomBuilding #WeakToStrong #Adventure #Romance

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. :)

Aike traverses into the world of One Piece. He awakens the Transaction System, instantly becoming the most untouchable merchant on the seas. “Want power? Sure, just pay with your lifespan!” “Still not strong enough? No problem, add more money!” “Want health and longevity? I’ve got all kinds of lifespan packages for you to choose from!” While pirates and nobles become addicted to his deals… Aike turns his gaze toward Nami, Robin, and countless beautiful girls from other dimensions. And these beauties… can’t be satisfied with just the beginner packages! This is a Translational Story.

When an ancient, glitchy System awakens inside a quiet college student, Kayden Voss becomes the “Hidden Commander” in a world of secret factions, anomalies, and an incoming cosmic war. His first mission? Stay alive. But as he rises through tactical operations and unlocks forbidden files, the truth emerges: Kayden is the last heir of a lost galactic dynasty— the Arclight bloodline. And the universe wants him dead before he remembers.

Victor von Doom long ago accepted the inevitability of his fate: his damaged soul, his cursed brilliance, and the silent decay of time. However, one night when the storms over Latveria subside, an unexpected visitor arrives with a grim warning: Doom's next decision will not preserve his legacy, but will doom his nation. /// Hello everyone! This is my first fanfic, please note that its main objective is to create explicit content while remaining true to the characters' personalities, especially Doctor Doom, whose complexity, intelligence, and pride make him one of the most fascinating creations in the Marvel universe. If you don't like sexual content, you are under no obligation to read it. You are free to decide. English is not my native language, so please excuse any mistakes you may find; I'm still learning and working hard to improve. I don't know the DC universe as well as I do the Marvel universe, but I'm trying to portray each character with respect and consistency. I sincerely hope you enjoy reading it soon, and I would love to read your opinions or comments. Thank you so much for taking the time to read this initial note!

Whispers of the Forgotten Tomes follows Marikka of House Silent, a twenty-five-year-old archivist of the Athenaeum Aeternum. Born deaf, she possesses a rare gift: through touch, she can perceive the voices of books — their emotions, memories, and wounds etched into the ink. When a forbidden tome whispers her name, Marikka learns that some memories of the world weren’t merely forgotten… they were erased. Hunted by guilds, holy orders, and shadow-born creatures, Marikka is pulled into the secrets of the Great Rewriting, an ancient event that altered history itself. The deeper she connects with the Forgotten Tomes, the louder their silent cries become — and the closer the darkness that seeks to claim them draws near. Between flawed allies, dangerous loves, and enemies who read the world as if it were their own page to rewrite, Marikka must choose whether to remain a simple archivist… or become the one capable of rewriting the world’s fate.

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

Tsuneo traveled into the world of science—only to discover his physical fitness could grow without limits. Armed with Bajiquan, he swore to show everyone what it means to tear down a winery with his bare hands. Two and a half years later, the “Most Popular Repairman in Beika Town” (two-time champion) looked at the rising crime rate and sighed. Conan: “Could you maybe put down the bloody bat before lecturing me?” Gin: “When I find you, I’ll rip you to pieces!” Vodka: “Boss, you look so cool!” Binga: “Name your price to kill the two idiots upstairs.” Amuro Toru: “…What a headache.” Akai Shuichi: “No way you can dodge a sniper’s bullet.” Kid: “Stop staring at my skirt already.” Kyogoku Makoto: “Wait—are you a Super Saiyan too?” Ai: “One, two, three, four, five… Everyone here is an idiot.” ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/DaoistRoeoNQ

“Even if the world ends again… I'll find you.” After dying in a tragic accident protecting the girl he loved, Itsuki awakens in another world as Leon Ashwell, heir of a noble family in the Searulian Empire. Memories of his past life are fast fading, like so many fleeting dreams, with just one vow remaining in his heart: "Next time, I'll protect her." Years later, Leon enters Aurelia Academy, the most prestigious school of sword and magic within the Empire, where heroes forge their own and intertwine destinies. There, he finds Aris Valerion, a princess of silver hair and eyes blue as the sea that reflect that same warmth and sorrow of the girl he once lost. Neither of them truly remembers their past lives, but their souls do know each other, and fate starts to stir once more. As Leon masters his mysterious Yamatoan-style swordsmanship-a lost art of speed, precision, and spirit-he uncovers secrets buried beneath the shining halls of Aurelia: ancient ruins, forbidden reincarnation magic, and the shadow of an unseen enemy who also remembers the past. But power comes at a price. Leon must master the blade, face his own death, and defy the laws that bind souls across lifetimes in order to protect Aris and unravel the mystery behind their intertwined fates. A vow reborn. A blade awoke. And two hearts that were fated to meet again, beyond worlds even.

##Alex’s journey began with a stroke of fortune or misfortune?—a chance discovery that will open the gates to power. With destiny in his grasp, he stands poised to conquer empires, carve his own path through turmoil, and rise ever higher in both magic and martial arts. New rivals will come and challenges loom, Alex must decide how to wield his power, forging his legacy in a world where only the bold claim greatness. Release schedule - will keep adding at least 2 chapters weekly

Greene Kleb, a modern man, awakens in Westeros as the young Baron of Whispering Castle. No system. No cheats. No harem. Only a crumbling keep, a forgotten family, and a swamp crest that few remember. The great game has already begun. Kings rise and fall, lords plot in shadows, and the Iron Throne stands as the prize above all. Greene knows only one truth: in this world of ice and fire, mercy is weakness, and loyalty must be forged, not begged. Armed with wit sharper than any sword and a will as cold as winter, he begins his Machiavellian climb. Step by step, the Baron of Whispering Castle will carve his name into the songs of Westeros. And when the last embers settle, only one question remains— Who will sit the Iron Throne of Ice and Fire?

a once-noble demon warrior, becomes corrupted by the Ethereal Soul — a cosmic power that magnifies emotion into overwhelming might. Transformed into a demonlord, she forges the sealed realm of Nexus, where her abyssal flames reign unchecked. Centuries later, the Ethereal Soul chooses a new bearer: Isaac, an ordinary human whose heart becomes entangled with Irithel’s fractured soul. When Irithel resurfaces to conquer all realms, a devastating war erupts between angels, demons, and mortals.

The world had seen many conquerors. But only one would ever matter. Oliver Pierce never believed in destiny—until the day the world itself split open before him. A hand reached through the fracture, armored, ancient, impossibly familiar. “Come with me,” the stranger said. Only then did Oliver realize he was staring into the eyes of his own future.