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After an unexpected twist of fate, Martins awakens to find himself transmigrated into the DC Universe, specifically Smallville. Yet destiny has prepared something extraordinary for him, he is reborn as the younger brother of none other than Superman. Adopted by the Kent family, Martins.... Adrian Kent grows up under the same roof as Clark Kent, but the similarities end there. Where Clark embodies selflessness, humility, and nobility, Adrian is his opposite. He carries himself with arrogance, a nonchalant demeanor, and an unshakable confidence that sets him apart. But beneath that carefree exterior burns an ambition fiercer than any sun. For unlike Clark, Adrian carries within him the power of the Homelander template. An inheritance that promises not just greatness, but the path to becoming the strongest. ___

London, England, 20th century. An isekai victim suddenly finds himself isekai'd into the body of a recently deceased young aristocrat. Realizing that he now has a house, a car, and no parents to worry about... essentially a legendary starting start pack, Roy couldn’t help but grin. With such a wealthy background, even if he did nothing at all, he could still live comfortably in this world. An old aristocrat!! With such starting pack, how could he possibly lose? “I’m seriously high right now!!” But just as he pressed his fingers against his temple, a familiar sharp-tongued male voice came from the gem resting on the table: “Roy, you bastard, how long are you going to keep skipping class? Do you really want me, Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald, to drag you back myself?!” “Huh? Did you just say… Kaynet-… what?” “…Tch. Well, now I’m fucked up.”

You think you can understand Chaos? Foolish! Chaos isn't merely disorder, it is the ultimate paradox - Life and death, creation and destruction, the beginning and the end. In a hyper-advanced future built on quantum technology, humanity is awakened by the same energy tearing the universe apart. Entities from a higher dimension invade, forcing humans to the brink of extinction. In the shadows of this broken world, a bereft by the name of Missio Augustus wanders aimlessly like a lost soul. While on a mission to capture a international drug lord, he experiences his life-long trauma once again. As he falls into depression, he watches as an ancient church brings mayhem upon humanity.

To summarize this story in one sentence: A boy is Chosen to stand against a person who was never meant to be evil but now rules it. In the long term, without any spoilers. It's about a boy who becomes a god but still chooses to be human. A story about the cost of power and why someone would want it. When seventeen-year-old Damon Vale lost his mother, his whole world cracked. Not just with grief, but also with an impossible truth. Damon is no longer just a high schooler dealing with gangs and betrayal; he is the descendant of a powerful Queen of Woewyn, a kingdom on a realm carrying good and bad in excess. Raised on Earth by the Queen who lied to save his life, Damon is gifted and burdened by a power that literally bends elements and is constantly on the verge of purging his own body. Now, ancient gods and demons are pouring into The Multiverse, some disguised as humans. Chronisouls, some torment, some help. For Damon, the choice is simple: Embrace the divine power that hurts him from the inside out, or watch his life on Earth, including the one girl who sees past his walls, shatter forever. From quiet rooftops(literally) to cosmic wars(also literally), Damon must discover if saving existence means losing the simplicity he always wanted, getting something better... or obtaining worse. Chronisoul is a story that pays off, only if you wait. (He doesn't look anything like the cover. I only used it 'cause a friend made it for me and it's pretty cool.)

He killed her father. He destroyed her life. And she rejected him as her fated mate. The King she swore to hate wants to protect her, but strings are attached. Now he wants her loyalty… and her heart. Claire Stenly swore she’d never kneel to the Lycan King who ruined her world. But every time Yeren looks at her, she feels the strings tighten. And every time she looks into his eyes, she forgets why she should run. He’s dangerous, untouchable, and sin wrapped in velvet. And somehow, she keeps finding herself in his arms instead of his dungeon. Claire tells herself she’s just surviving. Yeren tells himself she’s just a pawn. But the moment their lips meet, neither one believes their own lies anymore. Because… this puppet is starting to pull back. And when she cuts his strings, the whole damn kingdom will burn - no exaggeration there. A dark royal romance full of obsession, trauma, betrayal, and slow, sinful heat. Perfect for readers who want their fantasy dangerous, their lovers doomed, and their happy endings bloody. Do read responsibly.

A man walks through a forest that watches him. He remembers nothing—his past, his power, even his own name. Yet the world knows something is… wrong. Shadows follow. Silence lingers. And far beyond, patience waits.

╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ NOVEL ABSTRACT ║ ╠═══════════════════════╦════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ Title ║ A Custodian Usurper : ║ ║ ║ Medieval to Multiverse ║ ╠═══════════════════════╬════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ World ║ Sci-fi Earth 2177 → medieval ║ ║ ║ fantasy realm → multiverse ║ ╠═══════════════════════╬════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ MC ║ Kenji Miller — 19, engineer, ║ ║ ║ immune to Ether, morally grey ║ ╠═══════════════════════╬════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ Stakes ║ No magic, no allies, no way back ║ ║ ║ — only his mind ║ ╠═══════════════════════╬════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ Theme ║ Survival, industry, betrayal, ║ ║ ║ slow-burn revenge ║ ╠═══════════════════════╬════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ Conflict ║ Corporations, kings, princes, ║ ║ ║ senates, orcs, and time itself ║ ╠═══════════════════════╬════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ Tone ║ Dark humour, political intrigue, ║ ║ ║ grimdark conquest ║ ╠═══════════════════════╬════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ Inspiration ║ Dr. Stone · Release the Witch · ║ ║ ║ Count of Monte Cristo ║ ╠═══════════════════════╬════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ Scale ║ 17 arcs · 200+ chapters · ║ ║ ║ two worlds · one grudge ║ ╠═══════════════════════╬════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ Goal ║ Rise from nothing. Own everything. ║ ║ ║ Come back for blood. ║ ╚═══════════════════════╩════════════════════════════════════╝ ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ ║ Note from the Author ║ ╠════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╣ ║ Kenji is not a hero. He is patient, calculating, ║ ║ and slow to forgive. ║ ║ ║ ║ This story does not sugarcoat — every choice has a cost, ║ ║ every betrayal leaves a scar. ║ ║ ║ ║ Updated regularly. ~600 words per chapter. ║ ║ Third person. Dry humour. ║ ║ ║ ║ If you like watching a man build an empire from scratch ║ ║ with nothing but spite and chemistry — this is for you. ║ ╚════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝

[Warning!!! Adult Content!!! R18!!!] All his life Damian has endured abandonment but his fiancé's betrayal with a senior associate was the last straw that broke the camels back. Shattered, Damian ended his life with a bullet to the head. [Rejoice, you have been chosen to become one of the seven potential successors of the demon lord!] [Good Luck. You will need it] Instead of death, Damian is given a second chance at life but as one of the seven princes of hell. The Introduction of the system into his life turned it into something adventurous. Tasked with sleeping with virgins, seducing the righteous and spreading immorality to the entire realm, Damian is exposed to a world he never knew existed. "But wait, you mean I also inherited a three wives as well?" "What do you mean they are the jealous types and I'm not allowed to get married?" --- Daily Release: 4 chapters minimum and 5 maximum Discord: https://discord.gg/MkFeQnjuu2

A sentient star descends into a mortal world and takes human form, only to discover pain, emotion, and limitation for the first time. As Solarynth Caelaris learns what it means to be human, he must survive a dangerous journey filled with warriors, monsters, and ancient forces while a power within him begins to awaken… and something in the universe begins to watch.

Died in the cold. Starved. Betrayed. Devoured by the very people he once trusted. In a world where humanity collapsed into chaos, kindness was a weakness-and he paid the price for it. But fate gave him something impossible. A second chance. He awakens 30 days before the apocalypse. This time, he knows what's coming: The freezing world. The rise of enhanced humans. The fall of civilization. And the moment the people closest to him chose survival... over him. But Jae-Min is no longer the same man. Cold. Calculated. Unforgiving. Armed with knowledge of the future, a growing spatial power, and unmatched precision as a sniper who never misses, he begins to prepare-not just to survive... But to dominate. As factions rise, monsters emerge, and the world descends into war, Jae-Min moves from the shadows-one step ahead, one bullet at a time. This time, he won't be the one abandoned. This time... he chooses who lives.

Transmigration? Check. Golden Finger? Check. Beauties? Check. Fang Bubai is the protagonist? Che- wait- he is the protagonist?! Then why is there another Fang Bubai running amok like the real protagonist?! And these women throwing themselves on him... why are they all traps?! But... can he refuse? Obviously... not. Ahem. Join Fang Bubai on his ascension journey, starting from his seed and with the help of his companions... Succubus, swords maiden, maids, another man's wife, catgirl... the list goes on. This novel is also posted on RoyalScribble~ For early access to new chapters, juicy content (wink wink), exclusive art, and more, check out: https://sites.google.com/view/eternity-starts-from-his-seed/home [Warning] Mature Theme, Viewer Discretion is Advised [Disclaimer] All characters are above 18 years of age. All names, characters, and events in this novel are fictional, and any resemblance to real persons, places, and events which may seem to exist is purely coincidental. [Tags] Male Protagonist, Xianxia, Cheats, Dark

It wasn’t a beautiful day at Ackashic Senior High, ASH for short, yet a warm sense of happiness lingered in the air. It was graduation day. And yet… Saitou felt tired. Tired of routine. Tired of a life that moved in circles. He wanted something different, something that would tear him away from this monotonous life. That wish was granted one quiet afternoon, while he was casually talking with his best friend. “When is he going to depart?” “Tomorrow.” A cold voice answered from the other side. Saitou wasn’t your typical teenager. He was young, cold-hearted, egoistic, and a gun for hire. The next day, he departed for Great Britain, entrusted with a mission: to protect it. But as time passed, doubt crept in. Was that truly his mission? Or merely a mask, concealing something far "greater"?

He logged in… just to escape reality. But this game wasn’t designed to be beaten. There were no quests. No clear rules. No “Exit” button. Only a quiet, beautiful world that felt… too real. Days passed. Or maybe weeks. Time didn’t work the same here. The more he explored, the more the world responded to him— like it was watching… learning. NPCs remembered things they shouldn’t. Paths changed when he wasn’t looking. And sometimes— the game spoke back. It wasn’t scary. Not at first. In fact, it felt peaceful. Like a place meant to heal something broken inside him. But slowly… that peace began to feel wrong. Because if this world was truly meant to help him— Then why couldn’t he leave? And why did it feel like… it didn’t want him to?

My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

System of Fortune: The Second Life of a Dead Man follows Leo, a man crushed by a lifetime of bad luck, debt, and betrayal. After being falsely accused, beaten, and pushed to the brink, he takes his own life—only to awaken in the past, moments before everything went wrong. Given a second chance and guided by a mysterious Nano Adaptive Intelligence (NAI) system, Leo must relive the week that destroyed his life. But this time, he is no longer the helpless man the world once used. Armed with memory, pain, and a growing strategic mind, Leo begins to uncover hidden dangers surrounding his family—secrets that suggest their deaths were not mere accidents. Now, with only seven days before tragedy strikes, Leo must: Protect his parents from an unknown threat Rewrite the path of his own future Build power in a world that once crushed him Because this time, he won’t just survive. He will take control of fate—and break it if he has to.

Tao Hua's life is fucking miserable, and that misery somehow earns him the title of "Village Disgrace." In order to cope with the awful treatment, he often retreats into words untold, dictated by the flip of a page. These worlds leave him with the dream of escaping this piece of shit town. To his utter dismay, his wish comes true, but not in the way all those fairytales promised. His saviour is a man he becomes enthralled with and whom he names “Lord No-Name.” This male lead is a touchy man with many faces. And for lack of a better word, Tao Hua can’t decide if he’s either the story’s love interest or villain. But the two share a common sentiment. This prince, alike Tao Hua, is also fucking miserable. But arguably worse! And instead of coping like a normal fucking person, he does the opposite. He doesn't escape. He doesn't cope. He just tries to fight against the already fated truth of his demise. 0/10, worst prince ever written. Misery aside, this fateful encounter will force Tao Hua to make a choice, leaving him with only one question: "What was one mean-spirited beast to a town of people who despise a beauty's entire existence?" ──── ୨୧ ──── Beauty and the Thief is a slow-burn, stop to smell the roses, type of novel. That being said, the roses are beautiful, and upon closer observation they’re less floral than once thought. It follows the POV of Tao Hua, as he tries to navigate his new life in a place that actually values him, and the prince of this story’s mood swings. ──── ୨୧ ──── !!!!Disclaimer!!!! EXTREMELY SLOW PACED! Character driven, before plot! This story borrows the premise of Beauty and the Beast, by Jeanne-Marie Le Prince de Beaumont, relying heavily on the trope while also twisting it to smithereens. The beast element is exchanged for a power dynamic, and the curse differs from the original story. The narration borders on sarcastic and self-aware, while also targeting deeper topics. It often breaks the fourth wall as a stylistic choice. A lot of the work will be edited over time, but the bones will remain the same.

Born as the fourth prince of a decaying empire, Wu An was raised to be brilliant, polite—and irrelevant. Cast aside by his brothers and ignored by his warlord father, he wore his mask well: the quiet scholar, the forgotten son. But when a strange light drags him from his modern world into a twisted imperial court filled with ancient rites and fractured thrones, he awakens in a body shaped for power—and vengeance. To survive the throne room is to master the battlefield. To win the war is to become a monster. When war erupts in the north, Wu An unleashes a brutal campaign of subterfuge and slaughter. But beneath every victory lies something far more terrifying—visions of monks with bone-bead rosaries, scriptures written in blood, and gods that do not belong to this world. At the heart of the empire is a secret buried in ink and ash, and behind every smile in the capital, a knife waits.

This had only known darkness. It had lived in it so long, it felt part of it. Yet it was bored. It wanted something new that it couldn't even think of. Which happened. Ripped from the endless void and forced into the body of thirteen-year-old Sansa Stark, an ancient entity awakens to a world of light, warmth, and new lessons. Trapped inside a girl with a name it rejects. "This" must learn to act human or be discovered. As it slowly unravels what it means to feel, to belong, and to be alive, the ancient god that created it begins to watch with interest. In the frozen North, something that was never human begins its first, terrifying steps into humanity and the game of thrones were never the same since. Working on dropping 1-2 chaps a week bare with me..

After dying under some unfair circumstances, a man is presented with the opportunity of a second life. In this new enviroment he must work hard to adapt and overcome to different type of challenges than he is used to. [This is a Fanfic, MHA specifically, I don't really have a plan and this is also my first time writing, English is not my first language so there may be mistakes but I'll do my best.]