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Wade, codenamed “Cyclone,” publicly wields Gas Control and is hailed by Vought as its most obedient Supe. Secretly, every handshake, charity event, and stray trace he leaves—hair, skin, even micro blood samples—feeds his hidden power: Gene Extraction. He’s not interested in showboating or vague “justice.” His plan is to decode countless superpower genomes and brew the strongest, most stable power serum—then launch his own company so ordinary people can gain abilities with a single injection. While superheroes, fools, and humans plot against one another, Wade looks past Earth to the stars. And it all began with a single admissions interview at Godolkin University.

“Everything comes to an end,” that is what Riku, an ordinary young man, will be forced to learn far sooner than he ever imagined. Mistakes and immaturity are among the consequences of *that* tragedy. It will open his eyes but gradually close his mind, blurring the lines between “reality,” a “dream,” and an “illusion.” And no matter how hard he tries to run, one can't outrun themselves...

Ryan was murdered by a lunatic dressed as a clown. He should have died. But the clown gave him a second chance… and a gift. Ryan awakens in the body of a seventeen-year-old high school student in the United States, in the mid-2000s. However, this world is not normal. People vanish without a trace. Supernatural entities hunt from the shadows. The inhuman hides beneath the surface of everyday life. The clown grants him two things: a new life in this world… and six powers. — Superhuman strength. — Magic. — Future sight. — Storage space. — Teleportation. — Sacrifice. With these powers, Ryan must survive and eliminate everything that threatens this world: serial killers, traffickers, supernatural entities, corrupt politicians… and more. There are no heroes here. No second chances for the weak. Survive. Grow stronger. And remember one thing: Between you and them… it’s better if it’s them.

Terra II, a world split into vast planes, where deserts stretch ceaselessly and horrors—roamed without rest. It is a land scarred by self made nightmares that never fade. The Common Era, where the concept of happiness has been abandoned. No story begins with joy, and none end with peace. One mistake—a misplaced word, a fleeting gesture—is all that it took. Strength was never the problem. You survived long enough to know that looking strong, feeling strong, and being strong are three different lies people tell themselves to keep moving. Terra is heavy. The roads are long and boundless like the deserts. And family...family—that has been stripped away. Once? Twice? no, Thrice? You’ve walked. You’ve run. You’ve shot at everything. You've seen your friends perish away, your self-made family rotting away, and how do you cover it? By carrying a carload of supplies through every kind of conceivable catastrophe. ———————— I'm pretty nervous how this version will be received and since i went for both magic and a modern setting. I'm not really good as creating things so i took inspiration from some well known media, so if it seems familiar, i tried as best i could to make it my own. but idk. Lets see, it starts to pick up the pace slowly. It's a slow born sort of thing. short ass rant, lol. Kristen out, peace.

In this endless world

[ THE EARTH YOU KNOW WILL END IN SIX DAYS ] After the text appeared the world was no longer the same. The apocalyptic scenarios that humanity could imagine began to occur one after another. Monsters, meteors, natural disasters. All of them came after the six-day countdown ended. Fortunately, humans are given something to fight back. Or actually to make things much more interesting. They became Players. No one knows who is behind all this. Humans have no other choice but to survive amid this chaos by playing. But Clyde didn't live it like the others. Because he was the only human who had the lowest difficulty in the End Time Game. He plays in Easy Mode, and he already read this kind of thing in web novels. Except, there are no such thing as 'Regressor' in those webnovels. Until he met them. "Wait, I only hit that monster once and it died right away?!" “Whoa, I got an A-grade weapon right away!?” "There are... 4 Regressors?" How is Clyde's journey in this apocalyptic world with the lowest difficulty? is he going to become a Hero, or just dominate the humans, the Gods, and the Supernatural beings? [ THIS IS NOT HAREM STORY. ]

In a world where the night is not a sanctuary, but a slaughterhouse, the Moon is a god of execution. While the common people hide behind the "Silver Seals," a ancient race of monsters known as Kebaruke—born from a forbidden alchemical accident—stalk the shadows. But they have one fatal weakness: the very moonlight that guides them also burns them into white ash. Oolka was a simple girl until the night the Upper Sun Kebaruke decimated her village, leaving only her and her brother, Kgreko, alive. But Kgreko has changed. His hair has split into shades of purple and black, and a hunger grows within him that only blood can satisfy. To save his soul, Oolka must allow a cold-hearted Master to bind her brother’s jaw with a Steel Prayer Seal and teach her the forgotten Arts of the blade. Carrying the mysterious Triangle Mark of the legendary first slayer, Yortaka, Oolka joins the Hankure—an elite group of warriors hunting the King of Kebaruke, Izan. Alongside a wild boy raised by foxes and a girl obsessed with the speed of Heaven, Oolka must navigate a path of fire and frost. But as Izan grows desperate—slowly turning human due to a traitor’s injections—he unleashes his ultimate weapon: Ailiska, the 8-eyed King of the First Era, and Oolka's own blood-ancestor. In a world where the moon is a weapon and history is a lie, Oolka must master the First Art before the rotating castle of the enemy crushes the last of the human spirit.

The world has forgotten the name Darkain.Once, a kingdom ruled by darkness stood against the world.Now, its name exists only in forgotten history.But some secrets were never meant to remain buried.In the Kingdom of Frostalia, a young prince named Erek begins to awaken to a power far beyond what anyone expected.As he steps into a world of kingdoms, magic, monsters, and beings that should not exist, he soon discovers that the world is far more dangerous—and far more mysterious—than he ever imagined.Ancient powers are beginning to move. Enemies are hiding behind friendly faces.And somewhere in the shadows... the legacy of Darkain is waiting to return.What will happen when the forgotten past finally catches up with the present?

The moon is long gone, so when night falls, an eerie darkness covers the night summoning with it dreadful beings out of thin air. Humanity has long given up and chosen to be passive in the face of these horrors, after all they stand no chance. Backster is a human who is caught... no, he puts himself in it... not intending to die, but knowing full well he will not survive. Encased in armor and a sword in hand, after an eventful night, he becomes the scorn of existence. After being reborn in the same world, this time everything has changed, skills, powers, souls, and monsters roam the planet. Humanity may no be longer weak, but things have not changed much. 'Knowledge is power' - and the Knight has none, join it on an adventure wrought with peril and danger, as the worlds watch in terror. The most appalling soul has been made, an existence that was never meant to be, and the best way to describe this singularity is vile... the Vile Knight.

In a ruined future where the government now sells basic needs, Aléssio, a boy born with a beauty that was ethereal, yet didn't have a fate as wonderful as his looks and appearance did, decided to join a mysterious program named "Saviors", a technological project that would grant people powers to make a better world. Just as everything is going smoothly, fate decides to lead him back to Cassandra, a girl who once saved him and later shattered his world. The deeper he ventured into the program, the more twisted the truth becomes. Who is Dr. Aurèle, the man who shares the same face and an almost identical name despite existing in this timeline ? And why do people grow more and more corrupted day by day ? To survive and discover the hidden truth, Aléssio must face his past, overcome the worst version of himself, fight not only for the world, but for the people he loves. Because the greatest threat was never the corrupted nor the government... but something far closer. ------- Disc : This author is just a young student and is working for a boss called school. Because of that, I usually post a chapter each week unless there's exam—resulting chapters post for maybe 2 weeks or more. Also, English isn't my first language so there will be a lot or maybe some grammar error. If you'd like to share feedbacks, suggestions, or writing tips, feel free to leave it in the comment. I prefer to continue interacting in this platform and I'm not comfortable with sharing personal contact information. This story contains dark uncomfortable scenes including violence, murder, and character's death. Please read it at your comfort level! I will be posting this story at both Webnovel and Royal Road. That's all. Hope you enjoy ;)

Gerhard Valkyrie was born in 979.M41, on an Imperial Hive-world. He regains his memories of a past life in the same year that it was overrun by Orks under a Warboss using as much dakka as they could get their hands on. All alone and isolated, forced to fight against the now resident Orks for survival, Gerhard is unwilling to accept such a fate of constant war and sets out to advance on his own. Thanks to a special power, he became the Gamer, and thanks to that, Gerhard now has a real chance. Chaos and the Xenos better hurry, because the Gamer has entered the Grim Dark Future of the 41st Millennium, and he is here to stay. ____ The content of this story doesn't belong to me and is taken from the wiki and books of GW. I only own my own characters I created.

Mankind prospered in the modern age, but one day, everything changed. Mana descended onto the world, making a permanent change to society. Alongside it was also the appearance of monsters invading the world from the sky and from below. Gods pitied mankind and bestowed divine bloodlines, creating superhuman people called the Supernals who can fend off the invaders. But not everyone who became a Supernal is suited for the role. Those people are pariahs that don't belong anywhere, especially when there are quotas for each divine bloodline. In a world where society revolves around those with divine bloodlines, Kai is a Supernal with the lowest talent. He doesn't fit with normal people and is too ordinary to mingle with Supernals. He was ostracized for hogging a slot in a divine legacy, and his only family suffered for it. But Kai isn't weak. It's just that nothing could properly check his bloodline. [Primordial Bloodline awakened] [Patron God: Goddess of the Primordial Night] Now, with the bloodline of the final night inside him, he will bring terror to those who wronged him. However, there's one big problem that he hadn't realized. -- Bonus Chapters will depend on your votes: Power Stones, golden tickets, gifts, or even comments and reviews if the mood is great! 200 Power Stones: 1 extra chapter! 100 Golden Tickets: 1 extra chapter! 20 Golden Tickets: 3 extra chapters! 500 Golden Tickets: 5 extra chapters! A Castle: 1 extra chapter! A Spacecraft: 3 extra chapters! A Gachapon: 5 extra chapters! -- I do not own the cover of the book; if you made it and want to take it down, just say so, and I will immediately change it.

Transmigrated into a sword!? By killing, he gains Evolution Points, starting from a broken sword and evolving into a legendary epic demonic sword! ____________________ You can read advance chapters of this novel and other novels in my patreon patreon.com/NO_NAME1412

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, and fading to dust. I held on without looking back. Through each repeated day, I ran toward tomorrow’s light. Becoming a knight, resolute and bright.

So, a boy finds himself in the World of Witchcraft and Wizardry as the son of Regulus Black. He is part of the pureblood, arrogant, racist, and elitist Wizard family; the Blacks. In an era when the Blacks are in their weakest and on the verge of collapse, the boy must take footsteps to pave way for his family to once again rise as the true Noble and the Ancient House of Black while preserving their traditions to eventually take control of the Wizarding Britain. - AU elements - NO FUKKIN SYSTEM. - Extremely Dark Story with gritty and non-con themes. - Evil MC | Unhinged MC | Lustful MC | Predatory MC - Slow Progression - Harem (with some Yuri elements in incestuous and non-incestuous scenarios) - Incest, Grooming, Brainwashing, Slavery, Power Dynamics, Murder, Betrayal, Netori (MC cucks others), brainwashing, Sex, Rape, mind control, slavery, BDSM, Racism, discrimination, et cetera. In short, not everyone’s cup of tea. Read at your discretion without complaining. Note: If a tag is mentioned in the synopsis and you're uncomfortable with it, that's perfectly fine, and I respect that. However, if you leave a review simply stating that you're uncomfortable with it, especially when it's already mentioned in the synopsis with a viewer discretion warning, I'll have to delete that review. I don't see the point in keeping it. Support this Fanfiction on Pa.treon! Love the story? Read up to 23 chapters ahead of the public release on Pa.treon! https://www.pa.treon.com/SlytherinManor Edit: I am also posting this story on ScribbleHub, Fanfiction.net, and Wattpad. ******************************************************** Everything belongs to JKR., I am just here to add some twists and turns to satisfy my fantasies. Yeah, this is just Wish-Fulfillment.

In Null, chaos energy decides everything. The strong rule. The weak kneel. And the worthless are thrown away like trash. Sekhmet Dawn was supposed to die as a sacrifice. Instead, he swallowed a frozen shard of forbidden blood and awakened something impossible. A hidden Blood System. A dead Blood God’s will tried to steal his body. His mother’s mysterious pendant shattered and turned into an Abyss-class artifact. And in one night, Sekhmet went from prey to a growing nightmare. Now he can become stronger by drinking blood. Enemies are no longer just enemies. They are food for him. A way to gain more power. A stepping stone on his path. But Null is not a world that lets monsters rise quietly. Ancient vampires want him. Gods are starting to watch him. The powerful Ancient family that ruined his father’s life has finally noticed him. And the more blood he takes, the closer he gets to a terrifying truth about himself. He is not normal. He was never normal. And the thing growing inside him may be far more dangerous than anyone can imagine. Hunted by powerhouse of null. Targeted by noble houses. Surrounded by beautiful and deadly women who wants him. Dragged into bloodline wars, family politics, and ancient secrets. Sekhmet has only one way forward. Drink Blood to grow stronger. Crush anyone who stands in his way. Because in Null, mercy is weakness. And the boy meant for the altar may become the next blood god to shake the Gods Halls. They wanted a sacrifice. Instead they created a monster. (Another Name: Blood Lord) Join Discord for character images- https://discord.gg/nFg72Gew

This is a place where everyone can become a God. Han Wu was a Divine Being whose parents went missing when he was young. He lived with his grandfather until he was eighteen when he first received his core race. Unfortunately he was cursed with misfortune. Not only did his grandfather pass away but he also received one of the weakest core races, the locusts. After suffering much humiliation from the bullies and being ignored by largely everyone, he took his life. Little did he know however the end of his life was also the start of someone else. An unknown soul from the modern civilization reincarnated in his body. Taking on his name and body, “Han Wu” started clawing his way upward to become strong enough to search for his missing parents as per the will of his dead grandfather as well as staking his claim in this large world. Official: A civilization where everyone can become Gods. Myriads of civilizations ranging from tranquil worlds to outright brutal hellscapes. Civilizations where goblins, orcs, angels, demons, undead, and all manner of life forms flourished. Wielding his locusts as his loyal subjects, Han Wu swore to take advantage of every civilization and become strong enough to protect everything he loved.

“If Heaven demands that I kneel, then let Heaven descend and make me.” Lican was born in flames, in a world where strength determined who lived and who died, and where weakness was nothing more than an invitation to be crushed. At thirteen, he knew nothing about cultivation, destiny, or the world beyond the place he had been imprisoned, yet when he finally escaped, he found himself thrown into a wilderness filled with beasts, hunters, bloodshed, and dangers far beyond anything he had ever known. With only his father's teachings, a strange jade hairpin, and a mysterious cultivation manual left behind for him, Lican begins to walk a path unlike that of ordinary cultivators. He has no dantian, no powerful clan behind him, and no master waiting to guide his steps. Instead, his body, soul, blood, and even the world around him become part of a path he must uncover for himself. But as Lican grows stronger and begins to understand the strange power he carries, he slowly discovers that his survival was never part of the fate written for him. He was supposed to die. His existence itself stands against a destiny that had already decided his ending, and the further he walks down this path, the more he begins to question who truly has the right to decide how his story should end. If Heaven has already chosen his fate, then Lican will have to choose whether to accept it—or fight the very heavens that wrote it.

#VillainDad #CuteProtagonist #Ghosts #Misunderstanding #Transmigration #SmartMC Mira realized two things the moment she woke up in the body of a nameless orphan in a fantasy novel: 1. She is a disposable "shrimp" destined to die in the crossfire of the main characters. 2. She is the only person in this world who can see the screaming, terrifying ghosts that haunt every corner of the empire. Tortured by the wails of the dead, Mira finds only one source of silence: Duke Kaelus von Nacht. Known as the "Dark Lord" and the "Emperor's Sword," Kaelus is a man so ruthless and soaked in bloodlust that even the ghosts are terrified to go near him. To the world, he is a monster. But to Mira, he is a walking, talking pair of noise-canceling headphones. Desperate for a good night's sleep, Mira clings to him, acting like a naive, affectionate child to secure her place by his side. She succeeds, but she miscalculated. Kaelus didn't adopt her out of kindness. He needed a disposable child to act as 'live bait' for the assassins targeting him. Now named Seraphina, she must navigate a deadly game of survival. She thinks she is using him as a ghost shield. He thinks she is a fearless prodigy who loves him. As Seraphina munches on poison berries and naps through ambushes to avoid seeing spirits, the cold-blooded Duke starts to ask the wrong questions. "Why does she only sleep when I am holding her?" "Why does she stare into space with such disdain?" "Is it possible... that I am a good father?" Spoiler: He is not. But he’s about to destroy an entire kingdom because someone woke her up. --- ### Excerpt "Your Highness, the Archduke," the aide whispered, trembling hard to cover his laughter from bursting out. "The child... she is clinging to your leg again." Kaelus looked down. The tiny creature known as Seraphina was attached to his calf like a barnacle, drooling on his pristine military trousers. "She is fearless," Kaelus murmured, misinterpreting her desperate need for his ghost-repelling aura as familial affection. "The assassins are approaching, yet she seeks comfort only in the eye of the storm. She is the perfect bait." Seraphina, currently trying to avoid eye contact with a headless ghost hovering three feet away, squeezed her eyes shut. 'Just don't move. If I let go, the headless guy will ask me where his nose is again.' "Sir," the aide hesitated. "She's... eating your cloak." "Let her eat," Kaelus commanded, drawing his sword. "Whatever she wants, she gets. Except for freedom."