rebirth

Thank you to all my readers for helping reach my 10k by the end of the month goal. This has been an amazing experience. I published my 1st episode March 1st and hit my goal within 19 days. Thank you all once again! At this time, I will be building up a stockpile instead of publishing as I go, so I hope you will add me to your Collections to be ready for when I start publishing daily chapters again. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. This beginning has been a great experience. I'll see you all in the next chapter. Sincerely, Eneath

BTTH, Battle Through The Heavens, Doupo Cangqiong, Great Ruler. As a member of the evil spirit tribe from outside the domain, you can become a god if you are good, or a demon if you are evil! He accidentally came to the Douqi Continent, possessing the Holy Heavenly Demon Flame, the white holy flame in his left hand and the black demon flame in his right hand, stirring up the situation in the continent. ps: The protagonist is extremely talented. I will neither praise nor demote Xiao Yan. If you don’t like it, please don’t read! Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the original works I translate. All rights belong to their respective authors. If you are the copyright holder and wish me to remove any material, please contact me immediately.

Yang Xiong, an ordinary man from Blue Star, is reborn in the Douluo Continent. His father serves as an outer sect deacon of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, and he awakens a Body Martial Soul that others dismiss as useless. Yet Yang Xiong knows its hidden power. Through relentless body cultivation and soul training, he rises step by step, transforming from an underestimated youth into a Soul Master capable of rivaling the gods themselves. A journey of reincarnation, cultivation, and power growth begins. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Cortez10  

There are many stories following just the dungeon core. But what if there were more sides to it. Follow the story of a new core, workers of the dungeon, and the families that live within. Welcome to my new story "A dungeon family."

A young man who has accepted his own mediocrity arrives on the Dou Qi Continent. Will he continue to remain ordinary — or defy fate and change his destiny? No system. He grows stronger through rationally arranged opportunities and perseverance... --- This is a Translation. --- Raw: 斗破之重生柳席 ---

[Warning: Contains Incest, R*pist MC] [NO NTR] Reincarnated into the Three Kingdoms era with a system in tow, Lu Ming now finds himself as none other than Dong Zhuo’s nephew! Gaining power and rising through the ranks thanks to the system, and then, in a drunken stupor, raping his mother, the beast within him seemed to have been unleashed, becoming increasingly frenzied. He, who had previously been rather celibate, now coveted the women around him, craving more.

[Warning: Contains Hypnosis, Rapist MC] [NO NTR] [Enhancement successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining God-level Hypnosis Skill Proficiency (Pseudo).] Although having a system was a fortunate thing, being inexplicably brought into a new environment was another matter. What if he could not adapt to some foreign lands? What if some worlds of cultivating immortals were incomplete? He was already a thirty-year-old man—was he supposed to fawn over others? Zhao Tianhao’s pride would not allow him to do that.

Once, a body alone ruled the Three Realms. No techniques. No divine arts. Only the absolute peak of Body Cultivation. They called it the Supreme Immortal Body. Then it vanished without warning, leaving the heavens confused, the worlds unsettled, and countless experts arguing over whether it had ever truly existed. It should have remained a forgotten legend. Unfortunately, it did not.

A/N ~ News about updates can be found in the Auxiliary Chapter called 'not a update'. The first few chapters are AI generated, sorry, but the latter chapters are purely written by yours truly. I promise you that it gets better as my writing improves considerably. So I hope you give it a chance to grow on you. Anyway, please enjoy my first piece of work. ~ A mercenaries soul finds himself in the Void after his subsequent death on the battlefield on Earth. He then awakens in the void with a gluttonous chaotic hunger and a vast Omniverse before him... ~ Planned World's (in random order) Homeworld ~ A Song of Ice and Fire ~ DC ~ Bleach ~ Marvel ~ Overlord ~ Invincible ~ Harry Potter ~ Jujutsu Kaisen ~ Highschool DxD ~ Highschool of the Dead ~ That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime ~ ect. to Fin. ~ Disclaimer ~ This is a fanfiction inspired by the works of [Author/Creator's Name(s)], including [specific source material, e.g., A Song of Ice and Fire by George R.R. Martin]. I do not claim ownership of any original characters, settings, or lore created by the respective authors. The only elements I claim as my own are original characters, plots, and interpretations that I have added to this fanfiction. This work is created purely for entertainment purposes and is not intended for commercial use. All credit for the original material belongs to its respective owners, and I encourage readers to support the official works. ~

“If mercy and kindness can't save the world… then this time, I choose violence.” — Ethan Cole Huff… What the hell— …Did I seriously just— get reborn? Fifteen days before it starts? Before everything falls apart… and turns into that game. A voice cuts in— [Ding! Congratulations. You’ve been granted a one-time rebirth opportunity.] [Bonus reward: Spatial Storage Ring.] Ethan goes still. A cheat ability… and a storage ring? …You’ve got to be kidding me. Then— [Please choose: Join the humans… or the zombies?] He stares at it. If he picks human— Yeah. He knows exactly how that plays out. Scraping for supplies. Fighting over scraps. Watching people turn on each other. Dying like everyone else. … He exhales slowly. Then lets out a low, humorless laugh. “Yeah.” “I’ve done that already.” A pause. His gaze hardens. “Let’s try something else.” “Zombies.” For a split second— the system… hesitates. Then— [Warning… selection deviates from expected path.] Silence. And then— [God: …That’s a terrible idea.] A beat. [God: …Go on, then.]

​He hunts. Smithen flees. ​A hybrid werewolf-vampire's eternal claim over his reborn ex-husband. Every denial becomes an intoxicating trap. Every breathless choice becomes a fated surrender torn from his own throat. Smithen's body arches into the phantom traces of bites that heal before the bruise can restore his strength just enough to be claimed all over again. ​Viran's obsession is not a choice. It's a dark, unyielding curse written into the very marrow of Smithen's bones. ​Surrender is absolute rapture. Defiance may be total annihilation. Can Smithen guess, that his ex-husband is not a human, but a CURSED HYBRID? Can he escape his supernatural pursuit? ​ STORY DETAILS ​Rating: Mature Content (18+) ​All characters, factions, and events are entirely imaginary and for entertainment purposes only.

Elara’s first life crashed hard. Cruel tricks ruined her name, broke her dreams, and turned the whole entertainment world against her. Friends betrayed her. Lovers sold her out. Everyone she trusted stabbed her in the back. The pain piled up until she felt trapped with no way out. One night, she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked to a river and ended it all in the cold, quiet water. Later, proof came out. Messages. Recordings. Everything showed she had been framed. People posted apologies online. But it was too late. She was already gone. The universe, though, clearly has a twisted sense of humor. Because somehow, Elara came back. She woke up in her own past, every awful memory still sharp in her head. Right then she made a promise she would never break: protect her grandfather no matter what, and never let anyone push her to that dark place again. This time she steps into the entertainment world with her head high. She trains harder, sings better, fights smarter. The same people who once crushed her? Now they get to feel the pressure. Love? Not happening. Her heart is locked tight. But why is it that as she rises and shines brighter, handsome, powerful men start circling her—guys who never even glanced at her in her previous life. The actor smiled at her during a press interview, leaned closer, and said softly, “We should have dinner sometime.” The footballer sent flowers so big they blocked her room door. The surgeon she met at a charity event checked her pulse and then forgot to let go of her wrist. The singer she collaborated with kept calling her name during rehearsals, as if the mic could not hear him well enough. Elara stared at the ceiling one night and sighed. She only wanted to sing. Why did everyone look like they wanted to adopt her, date her, or both? But the worst one came after a concert. The lights had just gone off. Her ears were still ringing. Sweat clung to her neck. She had barely stepped backstage when a shadow blocked her path. She looked up. The CEO of the greatest company in Aurelia stood there. The same man who once said her voice was “not worth investing in.” The same man who had made her life a living hell. Now he held her wrist gently, but firmly. “Let’s talk,” he said. Elara blinked. “About… sponsorship?” “No,” he replied calmly. “About marriage.” Her brain froze. “…What?” “I will give you everything,” he continued, as if asking for a glass of water. “Resources. Protection. Freedom to sing. Become my wife.” Elara stared at him, her mouth open, her thoughts running in circles. This was not how it was supposed to be. Why was the world now skipping steps? NB: This story is set in a fictional world. Aurelia is a country. Solmere, Veston, and Starfall City are the three capital cities of Aurelia. Other cities, such as Lorien and Crelou, are smaller cities. * * * * * Contains few queer characters, messy relationships, slow-burn romance, and some dark themes.

Adrian's wish for a life free from money problems gets granted in a wild twist: he's reincarnated into a rich and powerful family in a medieval fantasy world. Now going by Lorian, and heir to the Thorne family, he wakes up in a city-state loaded with wealth and opportunity, only to find his new life is full of danger. Surrounded by scheming relatives and outside forces trying to grab power, Lorian must use his modern smarts, business skills, and vast resources to make his own way to the top. In a world of magic and might, he'll prove that brains and bucks can be the ultimate power.

A former police officer dies and is longing for a quiet and peaceful life away from the chaos. Reborn in a new world, he must navigate strange lands, unexpected challenges, and a chance at the slow life he always dreamed of, if he can survive long enough to enjoy it.

After obtaining a super leveling system, he steamrolls the Naruto world! The First Hokage’s cherished favorite, the Second Hokage’s thorn in the eye! Laughing as he pulls young Tsunade into his arms, raging as he cuts down Danzo’s head, he roams freely through the Naruto world—none but Jie Xuan stands above all. Disclaimer: This is a translation of the original Chinese work by the author "微光晨曦." All characters, settings, and the original story belong to their respective creators.

After 600+ chapters, here’s what to expect. First of all, throughout this novel, I have learned and improved in my story-making ability. Sadly though, you could only see this improvement about several hundred chapters in, like in the upper 300s and early 400s. And this change comes before a story arc that is bad compared to my recent story arcs. You may feel inclined to stop before then. You may feel inclined to stop even before you reach a hundred chapters. You may think, “Oh, there’s no action, it’s boring, and everything is easy for our MC.” But if you persist, you will see the true vision I have for the novel. Kingdom building, action-packed, and enough slice-of-life to warm your hearts into overdrive. If you hear the words, DIVA, AUBILITIES, and METROPOLIS, then you are about to enter, what I think, is my best major story arcs I have written so far. The Metropolis Arc is peak. Here’s what to expect: — Action: Yes. There’s a new and exciting change in the latter chapters that allowed for a lot of action. — Kingdom Building: Absolutely. I’ll admit that in the earlier chaps, there’s a lot of need for improvement. But I think that I was able to remedy most of them in the recent chaps. — Slice-of-life: Yes, sir. If you loved the novel for its slice-of-life, then you can rest assured that it would continue on even in the most latest chapters. — Romance: This one, I’ll admit, needs a lot of improvement. But it’s because they are still kids in the novel so I still stray away from something truly romantic. However, romance in this novel could be attributed to the romance of family and of friendships for now. I hope that I was able to convince you to start reading my novel. If you read it before and want to start reading again, you can message me on Discord for questions regarding plot points, characters, or anything you forgot and I can remind you. ——————— Michael was suddenly reborn into a another world by a God because of an accidental death. To make up for this fact, the God gave him another life in a fantasy world of swords, magic, and monsters. Unfortunately, it turned out that the world he was reborn into was still stuck in the medieval times. It didn't have electricity, it didn't have proper plumbing, and it didn't have any technology that he was so used to back in his old world. But thanks to the God's blessing and an AI assistant called ChatJK1, he was given the power to MAKE his life comfortable. Slowly, Michael transforms this new world into a place even better than his previous one by taking ideas from the modern world and putting it in this world, with the added bonus of magic.

#Omegaverse#R18 Salvar Beladore died in a cold cell. Torture, broken and killed by Silas Malgrave, the man who blamed him for his son's death. But then, he woke up. Ten years earlier, whole and alive in a body that was young and capable. Given a second chance, Salvar had one goal. To protect his family and destroy everyone who wronged him. But when he's sent to Thornvale to raise his yound nephew, the universe plays a cruel joke. Silas Malgrave is his neighbour. The samean who tortured him and killed him, lives next door with his son.

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

Revenge is, by all means, one of the most guaranteed things to happen when a warlord with dragon blood in his veins and ether at his side is betrayed, poisoned, and reduced not to death but to decades of obliterating pain as his ether channels burn from his very soul. Only one remained. One channel, thin and fragile around his heart, survived long enough for him to endure, to wait, to plan, to manipulate, and, eventually, to return to the world with one clear purpose: to burn down the nation of the traitor who thought he had erased him for good. But then came a fortune teller at a street stall. And with the fortune teller came a dare Arik accepted for fun, a spread of cards drawn with no real expectation beyond momentary amusement. Instead, he found something far more dangerous than revenge waiting for him. His mate. A story of rebirth, revenge, enemies-to-allies-to-lovers, political ruin, ether, and the deeply unfortunate reality that the one person tied to Arik’s fate may be the very last person he should ever want. — Warnings, disclaimers, cries for help… call them whatever you want. This is the third book set in the same universe, but it can be read on its own. The world will be fully presented, so nobody needs to do homework before stepping into the chaos. For anyone curious, the first two books are: Bound by the Mark of Lies Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega This universe is ABO dragged directly into etherpunk, political fantasy, violence, bad coping mechanisms, and my ongoing inability to let powerful people make emotionally healthy decisions. There will be violence. There will be gore. There will be smut. There will also be vengeance, terrible restraint, worse impulses, emotional damage, and at least one man reacting to fate like it personally insulted his bloodline. Good luck.

He thought the strange presence in his life had disappeared— until it came back. Closer. Clearer. And far too familiar to be called a stranger. The man who appears before him feels the same… yet not the same. As fragments of memory begin to surface, he is forced to question everything— Was it really the same person he had been searching for all these years… or someone else entirely? Because even if memories fade— some connections never do. And this one… refuses to let him go.