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Fate/Grand Order: Prologue – Radiant Star of the Human Order

The soul has perished, leaving behind only emptiness. Yet in its final cry of anguish, it stirs the one who dwells beyond the hollow world: the Omniscient Observer. By the will of this Observer, a nameless spirit is granted a new destiny — to be reborn as a Servant, cast into a crimson Singularity where humanity’s future has been stolen. A mythic-scale crime upon human history itself: the Incineration of the Human Order. The vessel bestowed upon it is none other than the Hero King, Gilgamesh — the Golden Monarch who severed ties with the gods and began the age of mankind. Arrogant and merciless, he judges all from his resplendent throne. And yet within this golden vessel dwells a forgotten soul, stripped even of its name. What upheaval shall this curious hero bring to the journey across human history? The White Beast watches in silence, ever observing its progress. The King’s laughter echoes across the Singularity. Behold the most luxurious restoration of Human Order in history, funded by boundless wealth and lasting for six entire months. “What? Chaldea is a black company powered by nothing but energy drinks? Fools! I shall renovate and rebuild it myself!” Through the Hero King's unending generosity, Chaldea undergoes a glorious transformation. Private rooms, pristine living quarters, an infinite power engine. An ever-turning, immortal paradise — Chaldea, reborn. And ever-present are the true treasures: the readers who continue to witness and support this tale. Over ten thousand strong, they remain unwavering, unmatched, and unshakably true. Here stands a Gilgamesh the world has never seen before. A saga woven by a pure soul and a delighted vessel — the Epic of Gilgamesh begins anew. The King’s journey is far from over. May this tale add a new brilliance to your own. I entrust it to you. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds
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REBIRTH : Chasing The Limelight

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 the 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 gentle 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 were now hovering around her. 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 that 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 the 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 did not even know her name before rebirth. Now he held her wrist lightly, 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 takes place 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.
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BTTH:Battle Through the Heavens: I Possess Five Qi-Absorbing Mansions

Xiao Yuan, born unable to cultivate Dou Qi, transmigrates into the Dou Qi Continent. From a fragment of the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor’s Jade, he obtains a mysterious scroll. Recorded within is an ancient cultivation method that condenses five Qi-Absorbing Mansions from the five internal organs. From that moment on, his legendary life begins. Hun Tiandi: Who would have thought? From the Xiao Clan, known for producing nothing but failures, emerged not just one but two Dou Emperors—each fiercer than the last! Xiao Yan: Insult my third brother? You are courting death! My third brother is truth itself, my third brother is the law itself. I raise the banner for him—he is invincible! Not only can he refine Heavenly Flames with his bare hands, but also crush Heaven-rank Dou Techniques with his fists! Wait… Third Brother, are all these women… your wives?! Ya Fei: Xiao Yuan is the true genius! Nalan Yanran: If I had known, I never would have broken the engagement! Xiao Yu: You… you even taught Dou Techniques by hand and leg?! Little Doctor Fairy: Is this really how you suppressed my Calamity Poison Body?! Yun Yun: You had better truly not have seen anything! Queen Medusa: When I evolved just now… were you peeking?! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Albino1 Battle Through the Heavens Btth
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Xenith: Eschaton's Rebellion

Across worlds, across dreams, across lifetimes—there exists a truth few are willing to face: To bear the name monster is a fate worse than death. It is a burden that does not kill you… but ensures you are never allowed to truly live. That is the fate Xander has carried for as long as he can remember. And one he has long since chosen to embrace. Shaped by two lifetimes of suffering, hatred, and cold indifference, Xander has come to understand the cruel nature of the world. No matter what he did… no matter how far he went… no matter how much he endured— They would always fear him. Despise him. Condemn him. Not because he was the worst of them— But because he was willing to do what they never could. And perhaps worse… Because he was willing to live with it. So when he is cast into yet another world—one unfamiliar, yet disturbingly similar—Xander makes a choice. He stops caring. Or at least… he tries to. Because everything changes the day he meets her. A girl he does not know. A girl he does not remember. A girl who looks at him—not with fear… not with hatred… but with something far more dangerous. Understanding. She does not ask him to become a hero. She does not ask him to atone. She asks him for something far simpler— And far more terrifying. “To see it through.” And for reasons he cannot explain— He listens. Thus begins his journey through a fractured existence of dark myths and forbidden legends. A world where truth has long since decayed into whispers, and reality itself feels like a fading memory. A world where monsters are not born— …but revealed. As Xander walks a path between destruction and meaning, he is forced to confront a question he thought he had already answered: Can one truly abandon the past… …when it is the very thing that defines them? Or is the greatest lie of all— believing you ever could?
OneHandToGraspAll · 145 Views