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A female recluse devoid of proper friendship tragically meets her end after making goals for herself. Through her demise she's given a grace which is to help her in the new world she encounters. However, she'll slowly come to terms that the grace is neither a blessing nor a curse. Just like her grace, her new life proves the same outcome. How is she gonna make her way in the new world she's come across.

[This is like starwars in a fantasy world] [For character illustrations and videos, you can visit discord server-https://discord.gg/HAfUbZq2] Murdered by his own mother and uncle, a young mafia boss is reborn into a world of savage mountain tribes and ancient magic. As the son of the legendary Berserk Lord, his new life promises the family he never had – until his half-uncle's treachery rips it all away again. Now trapped in the Purgatory Domain, a realm of floating islands and natural wonders and creations and also monstrous creatures, he rises as the Blood Sorcerer among the mysterious Nor'vack clan. With a rare ability to devour mana and a growing mastery of forbidden arts, Jorghan prepares for his return to the mainland. Two lives, two betrayals, one burning purpose: to paint his revenge in the colors of blood and wine. [My X (Twitter) id: https://x.com/8Lucifer69972]

『BASE ACTIVATION SEQUENCE - INITIATED』 『Synchronization in progress...』 『Synchronization... 0.1%』 『Synchronization... 0.5%』 『Synchronization... 1%』 『Synchronization... 10%』 『Synchronization... 50%』 『Synchronization... 80%』『Synchronization... 100%』 『BASE SYSTEM - SYNCHRONIZATION COMPLETE』 『BASE SYSTEM - ONLINE』 An astral body of consciousness awakens a System in a void of endless darkness. There is no sound. No form. Only existence itself stirring. Moments later, that consciousness is reincarnated into a new world, one where people cultivate power through something known as "Bases". These "Base" are the fundamental structures of life for every organism in this world. They define growth, strength, and potential. Some individuals possess dormant Bases, forever locked unless awakened by extreme conditions. Others are born with active Bases, capable of evolving through relentless effort and hardship.This is a world where excessive hard work is rewarded. Where survival sharpens strength. Where evolution is earned through suffering. Reborn as Arian, the boy begins walking this brutal path. Active Bases are of different structure of class with benefits. The most common are Basic Bases, also known as Fundamental Bases, which serve as the foundation of all power. Every being start here. And of five grades The second class is the "Pillar Bases", possessed by only a handful of individuals. These Bases defy balance and are feared for their unpredictable growth. He cultivates his Base, challenges his limits, and pushes forward not just for power, but for answers. For unlike others, Arian's Base is accompanied by something else. A System. Through it, he seeks to understand why he was reincarnated, and the dark mysteries of his past life before reincarnation. But just as Arian begins to grow stronger... Another tragedy strikes. And this time, strength alone may not be enough.

Synopsis In the year 2106, humanity made first contact with an alien machine civilization known as the Robo Clan. They did not demand conquest. They did not seek worship. They wanted wood. In exchange, they offered a single service—chosen through a misunderstanding humanity would never be able to undo. That service became a game. Not a world-ending revolution, but a perfectly regulated, full-immersion virtual world that quietly embedded itself into daily life. Optional. Limited. Grounded. A place where effort could be exchanged for in-game power—and, within strict boundaries, real money. The game did not replace reality. It existed beside it. Twenty years after its release, KD No.1 stands as the most stable and influential game ever created. It has no bugs, no exploits, and no patches—only unlocks. Its rules are absolute. Its economy tightly controlled. Its systems indifferent to human emotion. Most people try it and quit. Some treat it as a disciplined side job. Very few push far enough to matter.

Shair Bahadur Khan -once a powerful Nawab - stands at the edge of his own undoing. With his legacy in ruins and his family scattered, Shair's quest for redemption leads him back to a love he never thought possible. But as the past rises to haunt him, the question remains: can love and regret coexist, or will the divide between them prove insurmountable? Follow as the story unfolds, revealing the interconnected fates of a family broken by pride, bound by love and haunted by their choices.

Born with the ability to regress after death, Edward Vistro rose from obscurity to become the greatest Swordmaster the world had ever known. Each time he was killed, time dragged him back to the past, forcing him to relive his life again. Every death became a lesson. Every failure, a refinement. After countless regressions, Edward mastered every known sword art and spell, rising beyond kings, heroes, and archmages. Yet no matter how powerful he became, the Demon Lord always stood just beyond his reach. Again and again, he fell short. Again and again, the world ended. Now, after more than a thousand deaths, Edward makes a vow. This regression will be the last. Armed with the accumulated skill, knowledge, and despair of a thousand lifetimes, this would be the last regression of the Legendary Swordmaster — Edward Vistro. -------------------//-------------------- Chapter length ≈ 1000-1500 WSA 2026 ENTRY #Regression #War #Cultivation #Strong acting Strong #Royal Family #BloodPumping #Anti hero

I've been sick ever since I can remember. My dad's a drunk prick, and he doesn't treat my mom very well. My girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend, because she figures I'm going to die soon anyways. They all do. Hell, they're probably right. I've been to countless doctors, and they can't figure out what is wrong with me aside from the fact that my body is slowly shutting down. I don't have any friends anymore. My dad doesn't allow me home anymore, and apparently, I'm not even their real son. That was a real kick in the teeth. Only my mom tries to talk to me still, but there's always hell to pay if my dad catches her. At this point, I've accepted my end, and I wish it would just hurry up. At least, that's what I told myself, until I came across a new fuzzy little friend that would change my entire life. My name is Elias Crosse, and my tale is about get crazy. Note: This story features an OP MC, so power development and growth isn't really present for him, although there is some. A lot of the growth mainly comes from other characters, and features a focus on said characters. Elias is also not someone who puts up with other character's bullshit, and routinely puts them in their place. I don't exactly know how to describe my story in terms of a genre. It has action, it has slice of life, and it has romance. There is no fade to black, and I can be very descriptive.

Marcus was a rising star in finance, until his boss's petty revenge left him fired, and near broke. The woman he loved was gone. His future was a joke, his life adrift, and with nothing left to lose His only way out was Dominion, the world's first true VRMMO, a game that promises to become humanity's second world, where in-game gold translates to real-world wealth. For Marcus, it wasn't a game; it was a desperate last chance to rebuild his life and support his sister. But on the day of character creation, the system glitched. While other players were assigned random stats, Marcus was given the impossible: Maxed-Out Base Attributes and a legendary, unchangeable Luck stat of 20. The system tried to fix him. It failed. Now, Marcus doesn't play the game. He exploits it. Armed with a broken skill that reveals every secret and a drop rate that makes him instantly rich, he is the statistical anomaly the developers never accounted for.

Once, I was nothing but a vessel—used by those who sought to grasp the essence of Chaos, to turn me into their bridge toward supremacy. Bound in agony, shattered and remade for for thousands of years, I became their experiment in greed. Yet from torment came awakening. I have no regrets. For I am Chaos—the first breath and the final silence, the unseen hand that shapes all beginnings and ends. Now, I awaken once more… and the cosmos shall remember my name. -This novel will be non-harem. Chapters will be uploaded whenever —some days you might get two, other times none at all. It’s my first novel, so I hope you’ll bear with me as I find my rhythm.

When Jeremy Gilbert awaken his past life memories, he knows he’s in the most dangerous game of all: the Vampire Diaries universe, a world of beautiful, emotional vampires, ancient Originals, and plot armor made of teenage angst. But this Jeremy is no longer the cannon-fodder, drug-using little brother. Armed with future knowledge and a ruthless will to survive and thrive, the new Jeremy sees the Mystic Falls chessboard for what it is. Why chase after vampires and werewolves when the greatest sources of influence and power are already in his own home? His "sister," Elena Gilbert, the precious doppelgänger at the center of every ancient prophecy, and his "aunt," Jenna Sommers, the kind-hearted guardian with her own untapped potential. His goal is no longer to be a bystander. It is to conquer, to claim, and to rule. Watch as this Jeremy uses psychological manipulation, foreknowledge, and a carefully cultivated dark charm to first secure his household, bending Elena's affections and Jenna's trust to his will, making them his most devoted allies and cherished possessions. From there, he sets his sights on the supernatural buffet of Mystic Falls. He will outmaneuver the Salvatore brothers, redirect ancient rituals for his own gain, and treat the war between Originals and vampires as his personal proving ground. Katherine, Klaus, Elijah—they will all become pieces on his board. This is the story of how Jeremy Gilbert, the forgotten brother, becomes the shadow emperor of the supernatural world. The Salvatores fight for a girl. The Originals fight for family. Jeremy fights for it all, and he starts by claiming what's already his.

The fjord lay calm, its surface like polished glass, reflecting the leaden clouds hanging in the sky. Flocks of ravens circled back and forth, heralding the bitter northern winds soon to sweep southward. This was the very first scene the protagonist beheld after traveling through time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He had become nothing more than an ordinary self-sufficient farmer, with only a barren, desolate wheat field to his name. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust. The world lay shattered, kings waged endless wars against one another, and in this turbulent, dark Middle Ages, his first task was simply to survive—then, somehow, to find a way to end the chaos… .......... HeadOver to my patreon for 75+ advanced chapters: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer

They shattered his life. Now, he’ll break the world. Ethan had it all, until his best friend and the woman he loved betrayed him, leaving him crippled and forgotten. Three years of suffering later, he clawed his way to one final, desperate act… and the universe answered. A hidden quest. A second chance. A return to the moment everything began. Now, Ethan is back, on the eve of Ethereal’s launch, the world’s first fully immersive VR game and the battlefield where legends are forged. Last time, he played fair. This time? He’s armed with years of knowledge: every exploit, every secret quest, every broken mechanic that will let him climb straight to the top. But when he logs in, something is off. The system forces him into an unwanted class—Druid, the game’s biggest joke. The kind of class people pick as a dare and regret immediately. Yet as Ethan digs deeper, the truth shakes him. [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Divine Bloodline: King of Elves!] Ethan stared at the screen, unblinking. “…The hell?” The Druid class was a jack-of-all-trades, master of none—a scattered mess of abilities that mimicked other classes but never truly excelled. Their bear form lacked the raw defense of a proper tank. Their panther form was weaker than a rogue. Their healing fell short of a priest, and their magic couldn’t compare to a mage’s devastating spells. Most players abandoned the class early, realizing they could never compete at the highest level. And yet, Ethan’s stats are off the charts. His talents are absurd. His potential is beyond anything he’s ever seen. The system has given him something no other Druid ever had—a divine bloodline, legendary abilities, and a growth rate that defies logic. If Druids were meant to be weak, then Ethan was the exception that would rewrite history. He’s not just here to reclaim his throne. He’s here to take everything. Factions will rise. Empires will fall. The strongest will thrive, and the weak will perish. And the ones who betrayed him? They won’t live to do it again.

Viola Linden wasn’t your average girl, nor was she meek or weak. Cold-hearted. She had been the villain in countless stories, untouchable and adored by the Alpha heir, until the night her wolf was supposed to awaken, and fate played its cruelest joke. She fell to the lowest rank in her pack, rejected by her sworn mate. Stripped of status, strength, and even her wolf, she was forced to live a life worse than that of an omega. Imprisoned and alone, Viola’s only hope of escape lay in finding her wolf, or her fated mate. Only, a dark past kept her powers dormant… and her fated mate didn’t want her. He was an Alpha who had sworn off love, hardened by loss and a so called prophecy, certain he would never allow another woman into his life. But fate is a cruel trickster, and this fragile, broken girl carried a power he could neither ignore nor control. A wolfless Luna with fire in her veins, capable of shaking his empire to its core, and a desire that threatened to consume them both. When suppressed powers awaken and desire refuses to be denied, Viola will challenge everything he thought he knew, and show him that even the most untouchable Alpha can be undone by the woman he refuses to claim. ~~~ "You wear that mask as if it hides your intentions," she murmured, her gaze locked on his eyes through the fabric. He tilted his head, a slow smirk curling his lips. "It hides my weakness. And you… you’re the only one who can see through it." "You didn’t have to come tonight," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "And let someone else touch what’s already mine?" His words were low, almost dangerous. "I don’t belong to you. You never wanted me," she shot back, though her pulse betrayed her. "Then why did your hand find mine in that room full of strangers?" Before she could answer, he spun her, his arm sliding possessively around her waist, pulling her chest flush against him. The heat from his body pressed into her, igniting a fire she hadn’t expected. "Careful. People are watching us," she said, half command, half plea. "Let them," he whispered close to her ear. "Maybe honesty deserves an audience." "You’re dangerous in crowds," she breathed, shivering despite herself. "I'm worse alone with you, Mi amor." "Then step away," she challenged, though the words trembled. "Make me." The music slowed and faded, but the tension between them only grew, thick and consuming. Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath shallow, as she felt the pull he had on her, magnetic and undeniable. "If this ends badly…" she warned, fear threading her words. "It won’t," he said, his voice a low promise that sent heat straight through her veins. "It will end with you in my arms… whether you want it or not." ~~~ WARNING MATURE CONTENT!

Caleb Uesugi, a high school boy, accidentally awakens his Succubus blood and is caught between two High-Class Devil leaders, Rias Gremory and Sona Shitori, who desperately want him as a powerful familiar. He stalls, using the competition and their attractive Queens to secretly gain new talents and boost his power through physical intimacy, while dealing with a mysterious foe who leaked his secrets. Tags：Supernatural Romance，Harem，Devil System，School Life，Power Progression ------------- Support me and want to read more chapters: patreon.com/Briery 100 Power Stones come with 10 chapters as a gift.

Reincarnated as a Zenin in the world of JJK with no meta knowledge, Lt. Aoi Kobayashi must navigate this tragic world of sorcerers and curses. He has been gifted one trump card: the Super Soldier Serum (Marvel 1610).Mc curse technique is similar to Mustang from FMAB. Read as the MC and his completely insane family of inbred morons try to survive this anime world.

Charles Kosonen walked into a hidden bar one night expecting nothing but a good drink. He had only visited on one of his random whims, something to spice up his endlessly boring days as a man born with everything, yet utterly dissatisfied with everything. He quickly found a seat at the bar. Then he noticed a beautiful girl lingering by the stage, chatting with the band like she was their singer. Beautiful, she was, with those brilliant blue eyes, deep as sapphire, and her long black hair flowing carelessly down her back. But in the world he lived in, beauty was always in abundance, and for a pair of eyes so used to gems, even a shining jewel could start to lose its luster. The corner of his mouth lifted into a faint smirk. He'd come for the drinks, as one of his business partners had praised when recommending this place. The singing was merely an extra. Or so he thought. The moment the liquid in his crystal-clear glass touched his lips was when the girl took the stage. The moment the cold sip slid down his throat was when her lips parted. And then she sang. The glass froze in his hand. If an angel could sing, why would she choose to descend into this hidden bar, of all places? The song wasn't a particularly popular one. The band behind her was just C-class amateur. And yet, with her voice alone, she took the song, polished it into a gemstone, and made it hers. He looked around the room. It wasn't just him, but every single man present there that night had their eyes glued to her, their face a mesmerized expression. A decision was made. He would have her under his wing, no matter what it cost. [Tags] #reverseharem, #weaktostrong, #dark, #comedy, #smut, #sliceoflife, #showbiz, #superstar, #romance, #r18, #unseriousFL [Warnings] - 18+ only - Reverse Harem - Explicit Smut - Sometimes it's pure fun, sometimes it's dead serious.

*Warning* This novel will contain and discuss some dark themes that may not be appropriate for all readers. Some examples are prostitution, social anxiety, caste-racism and some other topics that may be a bit tragic and psychologically taxing for certain readers. You can hereby consider yourself warned! ------------------------------------------------------------------- In a world governed by swords and magic, the young duke Kyle Luderia stands at the apex of all warriors. Having achieved the highest level of mastery possible in both the art of magic and in the path of the sword, Kyle can now do whatever he wants. Most people in his position, having unquestionable might, would probably try to use such powers to fulfill their own wicked dreams. Kyle, however, couldn't care a shit about such troublesome affairs. What he wanted was something far more simple. Especially for someone of his standing. ----- Kyle: "I want to get a splendid wife and start a family." The next day however, he arrives home to his estate carrying a wounded ill-kept girl from a brothel. Kyle: "Meet my wife" ----- The only problem being that his and society's opinion of "splendid" did not mix that well. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Author's comment: This novel will probably not be that unique and may even be a bit bland, but I don't care. I write this story for myself, to get my useless, dreamy, and unrealistic ideas out of my head. Of course, I appreciate if anyone would drop a like, add it to library, or read my work. It would be an honor. PLEASE drop ideas at the chapter comments! This is my first book after all, so I need the critique.

My name’s… well, just call me your average geek. A guy who spends his nights grinding through video game sessions and daydreaming about impossible epics. And now, my mind’s spiraling over Heavenly Sex, the game that’s got every nerd like me buzzing. On the surface, it’s a classic RPG: quests, adventures, a hero saving the world… Except, nope. It’s a goddamn mythological porn fest! In this game, you play as Eros, the god of love, and your goal is to bend the entire Olympus to your charms. I let out a snicker, slouched on a street bench, clutching a lukewarm can. “Man, imagine if I could pull something like that off…” I can already picture myself, cape billowing, eyes blazing, reducing Aphrodite, Athena, and even Hera to a bunch of swooning groupies. “Pfft, stop dreaming, dude, you’re nowhere near god status…” I stand up, a bit too fast, my head spinning. Gotta get home; I’m starting to psych myself out. And that’s when a blinding light hits me like a freight train. “What the hell?!” I scream internally. A guy or no, a freaking truck is barreling toward me at insane speed. I barely have time to mutter a curse before I’m slammed to the ground, face-first on the asphalt, lying in a pool of my own blood. Shit, am I really gonna die like this? Like a total loser, without even a decent story arc? I cough, pain ripping through me, and mumble, “Come on, this is the part where the hero gets reincarnated, right? A magic portal, a cheat system, something badass…” But nothing. Nada. Just the cold creeping in and my vision fading. “Yeah, should’ve known. Real life’s no isekai. I’m gonna die like the loser I am.” … [DING] A mechanical voice booms in my skull, sharp and clear as a lightning bolt. [System “Submit the Goddess” activated.] [Host has met the conditions to enter the celestial realm.] [Host is summoned to the divine audience chamber.] [The god Eros himself requests your presence.] “What the hell?!” I yell, or at least try to. My voice shakes, my body’s limp. “I’m losing it, aren’t I? Voices in my head, for real?” Then, nothing. Absolute darkness. Additional Tags: Evil MC, Action, Gore, Romance, Fantasy, Smut, Harem, Ecchi, Adventure, MILFs, Cold MC, Yandere, Dark Ideology, enemies become lovers, Toxic Love, Angels, Demons, Gods, Goddesses, Netori, Beautiful Females Lead, Overpowered MC. No Yuri / No R*pe / No NTR / No Incest

Reincarnated in the anime world and forgot about it. Shiryu recalled the fact that he was reincarnated after his system appeared! However, that's not only good news for him, but also bad news! To prepare himself for the upcoming disaster, he had to write a diary and become stronger with the rewards he got from the system. Still, in the process, the heroines around him multiplied and the protagonists antagonized him. He wondered what went wrong? He was just writing a diary and trying to survive! Just kidding. He knew why it happened but... Ehem, forget what I said here. Saeko: Shiryu-kun, what are you doing? Shiryu: Just talking to myself. Saeko: Instead of doing that, why don't you exercise with me? Shiryu: Exercise? You mean beating up zombies in the morning or... Saeko just smiled, and he just realized that underneath her apron, she wasn't wearing anything. Sorry protagonist Takashi. Wait, why do I have to apologize? In this life, that boy has nothing to do with Saeko. The same goes for the other heroines. As a cultured man, Shiryu won't refuse the good things that come his way! ... By the way, the franchise/anime in this book is not just limited to Highschool of The Dead. There are also several other anime including future movies. And since this is my second book that is still being updated for now, I don't promise to post daily chapters. I won't force myself for the sake of my health. ... But, you can get more chapters and new chapters faster on my Patreon. Support me on Patreon to keep me motivated to write more chapters: www.patreon.com/DogLicker