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ARIFURETA: Cooking to be the Strongest?

Join Shin, a quiet boy reborn into a world without magic or monsters—just the ordinary hum of life in an orphanage. But beneath his calm exterior, something stirs. A forgotten passion begins to resurface in the clatter of pots and the aroma of spices. Though he remembers nothing, his hands move with precision, his instincts sharpen in the kitchen, and his soul ignites with every dish he touches. This is not just a second life. It’s the start of a journey. As Shin slowly uncovers the fragments of a life once lived, he inherits the will and strength of someone who once stood at the edge of worlds. With every slice, stir, and spark of memory, he grows—not just as a cook, but as someone destined to step beyond his quiet beginnings. From the warmth of the kitchen to the chaos of other worlds, Shin’s path will cross with heroes, monsters, and gods. He doesn’t seek power. But through fire, flavor, and forgotten will, he may yet become something far stronger. Reincarnated with no memories. Guided by the scent of home. Bound for a destiny beyond a single world. This is the tale of rediscovery, cooking, and quiet resolve—of a boy whose soul remembers the flame. __________ (A/N: I’m just bored and thought, “Why not write a fanfiction?” I’ll update whenever I feel like it. I have no experience writing novels or stories—this is just a product of my boredom and imagination. I'm using AI to help refine my writing. It might be boring, it might not make sense at times, but hey, it’s just my little delusion turned into words. Read it if you want to. Enjoy… or not.)
Hiroto_Akashi · 427.3k Views

ARKSTORM

"Was he a man dreaming he was a butterfly? Or a butterfly dreaming he was a man?" For a century, the continent of Laurasia has been a sepulchre of ash. What was once a tranquil expanse of kingdoms and emerald forests is now a Demonic Hell, usurped by the Demon Legion. Skeletons and carcasses are the only harvest in lands where humanity once thrived. Now, the few remaining bastions of mankind flicker like dying embers against an encroaching, eldritch night. In the heart of this chaos, within the high walls of the Capital, lies the Sanctus Sanctum—the supreme echelon of Mageia and the iron fist of the Magis' Guild. Seraph was the Sanctum’s ghost. A lowly orphan whose family was slaughtered by the swarm, he lived as a frail Acomage, bullied to the brink of death by noble-born magis who used "Mageia duels" as a veil for cruelty. After a ruthless assault left him broken and coughing up poisoned blood in a desolate infirmary, the boundaries of the multiverse fractured. A mysterious soul from a dark dimension—ancient, cunning, and lethal—has merged with the dying youth. Two fates, forged into a single, unstoppable entity. Now, the boy who once fled in terror has awakened with eyes that see the hidden truths of the world—one Gold, one Azure. He possesses a knowledge of the Macrocosmic that defies the ancient laws of the Magis' Guild. Seraph is no longer the victim cowering in the shadows. He is the master of a power that even the Demon Legion will come to fear. From the blood-stained halls of the Sanctum to the frontlines of the Great War, he will not just survive. He will become the cataclysm that ends it. The butterfly has awakened from its dream. And it has brought the Storm. (⌐■_■)
TDMarches · 70.9k Views

The Disfigured Phoenix Returns

"Oh, you have a dragon?" "Behold our fleet of Magic-powered Z-64 Raptors and Z-92 Lightning. Before your dragon breathes the flames, we will shoot it down to the ground." * "You have a 500ft Golem with powerful fists?" "Behold our Magic-powered Nexus Missile Defense Systems. Before your Golem takes another step, we will shoot it to pieces from 500 kilometers away." * "You have hundreds of thousands of soldiers to fight for you?" "Sorry, but they aren't a match for my army of robots, who could never betray me." * "So, you think you have a celestial being on your side?" "Sorry, fella, even your gods are made of matter. Behold our prototype Anti-matter Cannon, that annihilates everything in its path... even the celestial you are depending on." * In a world ruled by swords, magic, and noble power, Kiara opens a shop. To outsiders, it looks ordinary. Inside, however, she sells things this world should never have seen. Firearms. Ammunition. Weapons capable of changing the outcome of wars. But the woman running this shop is not truly from this world. After dying in the modern era as a weapon designer due to a betrayal from her comrades, her soul transmigrates into the abandoned daughter of an Emperor and Queen Consort. Cast aside since birth due to the lack of a spirit core, she grew up far from the palace that should have been her home. Now guided by a mysterious, sassy weapons system, she begins her journey as a weapons seller. What starts as simple transactions soon attracts powerful nobles, military factions, and secret organizations desperate to obtain the terrifying technology she controls. As her influence grows, men gather around her. An Android who develops romantic feelings for her. A nobleman with a gentle soul who becomes her true love. A possessive mythical demon king who constantly woos her. A Commander who looks like her first love from the other world. A prince who wishes to give her the entire kingdom just to be with her. However, romance is the least of her interests. Accomplishing her goals is her priority. Anything else is secondary. She has but three primary goals. First, Revenge against her mother, who abandoned her as a baby. Second, Making Firearms the most used weapon And third, find a way back home and settle the score with her comrades and superiors who betrayed her. To accomplish these goals, she will put a fake smile on her face, she will help her enemies, she leads men into giving them false hope of romance, and she destroys everything in her path without a hint of mercy. This is the legend of Kiara, the Phoenix that was reborn from the ashes of revenge. **** Upload rate: minimum 28 chapters/week. Bonus chapters depend on ranking and readers' support. **** To support the author and get access to other benefits, join Patreon. (First 50 chapters are provided for free to read on Patreon without needing any subscription.) patreon.com/Krishna6746 ***
Krishna_6746 · 112k Views

[BL] Oops! I Seduced My Sister's Fiance (And Now I'm Pregnant)

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit smut, omegaverse, knotting, and mpreg.] "Fuck, still so tight." That's the first thing I hear after dying. Not a heavenly choir, not a wise guide explaining the mechanics of reincarnation, just a voice like dark honey and broken glass, breath scorching hot against my neck, and a body that absolutely isn't mine rolling its hips back like it has no objections whatsoever to what's happening to it. I have objections, so many objections. My body has apparently decided to hold a separate meeting without me. I was twenty-eight, overworked to the point of literal death, and had never so much as kissed anyone seriously. None of that seems to matter to the omega body I've just woken up in.. currently making desperate, broken sounds into expensive silk sheets, trembling around a knot that shouldn't feel this good, this full, this.. right, while my actual mind is still standing in the corner going what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK??? By the time I finally see his face, it's far too late for dignity. Gray eyes cold as a winter storm, features sharp enough to cut, the kind of beautiful that doesn't ask permission before it ruins you. It gets so much worse when I learn his name. Wuchen Bael, my sister's fiance, the man who looked me dead in the eye afterward and said, without blinking.. "Round two?" And I haven't even gotten to the part where I find out I'm pregnant.
Bizet_Algiz · 255.6k Views