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"I’ve failed. Again. I’ve mistrusted. Again. Every choice I make feels… wrong. A cursed paladin, yes—that’s what I am. I killed every heretical being I saw. I did it all for my Lord, my Saviour... And this, this, is what I get? Dying to his saintess? Dying to my lover? Ah. Ofcourse, this must also be a trial I have to overcome." "Feydrion. A game I played to pass my worthless time. The only thing my useless body could do was playing online games. So why the hell am I in it?! Can’t this stupid God even let me die in peace? Why am I stuck in this clueless bastard’s body? If there’s one thing I hated about the game, it was him—the naive, clueless fool. Just why did it have to be him… that stupid paladin."

A sane man accepts the world. A madman reshapes it. In a world where strength decides all things, Jiang Chen was born with the lowest possible cultivation aptitude. No one held any expectations for him. Except himself. "Talent, aptitude, luck. If such things alone defined greatness, then what value does greatness truly hold?" Jiang Chen scoffed at the notion. Others relied on gifts from heaven. He relied on his iron will, a will forged from numerous setbacks and lonely nights, a will sharper than any blade and more enduring than tempered steel. And when he finally manages to get his bloodied hands on a inheritance that reveals a brutal path of body refinement, his ambitions find wings and begin to soar. What Jiang Chen seeks is immortality. For that goal, he will walk through mountains of corpses, weave beautiful lies, and turn sacred lands into burial mounds. He is neither righteous nor demonic. Jiang Chen is only a seeker with his gaze fixed on the horizon. Whether he ascends beyond heaven itself or is scattered like ash in the wind... Only the journey will decide. ------ Tags: #Selfish Protagonist #No Romance #Pursuit of immortality

After Jax’s fall, a heavy fog still smothers Charming. The city refuses to forget; questions linger, obscure and multiplying, with no answers in sight. I am Ebiel Teller. The farther I step away, the closer I feel the past breathing down my neck. The streets don’t forgive, and blood never dries. This isn’t just a story about a club it’s about a legacy that cannot be cleansed, and a raven that flies only over the corpses

All rights to Resident Evil and its characters belong to Capcom. This is a fan work. Raccoon City was already dying. Umbrella just made sure it didn’t recover. They built something they couldn’t explain. Kept it contained. Watched it fail. Then the city collapsed. The lights went out. The doors opened. And no one came back. They marked it terminated. They were wrong. She woke up alone. Above her, the city was burning. Jill Valentine is running. Leon S. Kennedy is running. Claire Redfield is running. Something is hunting them. She isn’t. She doesn’t even know what she is yet. And that— is the problem.

She was their greatest warrior. They threw her away like she was nothing. Sage Blackwood spent six years bleeding for the Crimson Howl Pack. She trained their fighters. Defended their borders. Buried their dead. And when she uncovered a corruption that went all the way to the Alpha's throne, they repaid her loyalty with silver chains and a death sentence. She escaped with broken ribs, silver-burned wrists, and a wolf so poisoned it could barely breathe. They left her in the Deadlands to die. She didn't die. Found by a mysterious Alpha named Rhett - a wolf with no pack and a past he refuses to speak about - Sage begins to heal. But Rhett isn't the only Alpha drawn to her. Three others emerge from the shadows, each one powerful, each one dangerous, and each one triggering a mate bond that should be impossible. Rhett. The protector with gentle hands and a blood debt that could destroy them all. Kieran. The exiled prince whose brilliant mind sees her as a political weapon - until his wolf decides she's something far more. Zion. The feral Alpha who has never submitted to anyone - until he laid at her feet and bared his throat. Dorian. The shadow operative who knows her secrets better than she does. Because he's been watching her for years. Four Alphas. Four bonds. One ancient prophecy that says a wolf like Sage - a Quintessence - hasn't walked the earth in five hundred years. She can bond with all of them. She can forge a pack powerful enough to shake the foundations of the werewolf world. But Crimson Howl wants her dead. Kieran's ruthless mother wants her controlled. And a darkness older than the packs themselves is waking up - drawn by the scent of a power that was never supposed to exist again. Sage didn't survive the chains and the silver and the fall to be someone's weapon. She survived to be a queen. She just has to live long enough to claim her crown.

In a world where everyone awakens a class at sixteen, a person’s future is decided the moment that class appears. Neo was born in the kind of place the world ignores, where hunger comes first and surviving another day already feels like a victory. He was never supposed to become anything important. Then, on the eve of his awakening, he finds a place he should never have reached and gains a class the world tried to bury. A forbidden class that lets him devour souls and steal the classes of others. Necromancer. Sword Saint. God of Thunder. Any class can become his. Even the classes of gods can be stolen. Now Neo is no longer just another boy from the slums. He is a threat. A target. Something the families, the government, and the powers above them will never allow to grow freely. But Neo has never cared much for what the world allows. So he survives, takes what he needs, and grows stronger. And one day, he will ascend high enough to kill the gods who tried to bury his path. ~~~ Discord: https://discord.gg/tQ76KAUQfN

Puchi Pura was once an elite assassin known as ''Ghost'' feared for his efficiency and emotional detachment. During a mission, he is betrayed by the same guild that employed him and killed before learning who ordered it. But instead of dying permanently, he is recovered and implanted into an artificial doll body by a mysterious girl. He awakens in a handcrafted body: small, elegant, fragile-looking, but capable of evolving. The girl claims she saved him. But her affection is excessive, unsettling, and far too personal, she refuses to let him leave easily. Meanwhile, Puchi only wants one thing: Kill everyone responsible for his death.

She was only meant to steal a crown. He was only meant to catch a thief. But when a commoner girl and a disgraced dragon prince collide on a night of fire and betrayal, their fates entwine in a dangerous bargain that will shake a kingdom. As court whispers sharpen into daggers and dragons bow to a power long thought lost, love becomes the most forbidden weapon of all. Because in a game where brothers betray brothers and queens wage war from their thrones, one truth burns brighter than dragonfire— The crown was never meant to be stolen. It was meant to choose.

A Dark Fantasy Webnovel. In a world where hedonism is religion and magic is born from death, Lohengrin is a young man who descends into an ancestral temple. He meets an immortal mage, and united by an obscene pact, they set out on a journey to kill the criminals marked by the Goddess of Lust, tear out their hearts, and sacrifice them as tribute in exchange for baleful powers. However, the world is larger than Lohengrin imagines. There are those who preach mercy. Those protectors of the scum. Those who seek the extermination of mortals. And at the center of it all, the Curse of Fœtüs echoes: "As Long as Humanity Lives, It Shall Rain." A violent, poetic, and depraved opera. Will Lohengrin follow his path of justice? Or will the Eternal Rain decide the fate of what remains of this world in ruins?

She was reborn into the highest bloodline in the world, a Celestial Dragon of the Holy Land. Yet she could not see. To the nobles of Mary Geoise, she was a flaw. To the World Government, she was expendable. But within her lived two souls. One calm as still water. One merciless as a storm. Denied sight, she sharpened her hearing. Denied freedom, she sharpened her will. Denied respect, she sharpened her blade. From the shadows of the Holy Land to the battlefield of Emperors, her sword will redraw the balance of power. The era of pirates will tremble. Because a blind Sword Empress has awakened.

Born without a soul in a world of floating islands, Kaelen was a "Hollow"—a glitch in reality, a waste of breath. Thrown into the violet abyss to die, he didn't vanish. He woke with the Master-Key, an ancient power to see and stitch the fraying threads of existence. Now, he must climb the Sundered Sky, harvesting the essence of monsters to patch his own failing humanity. But every stitch has a price. To mend the world, Kaelen must unravel himself. He was nothing. Now, he is the only thing holding the world together.

Aeron grew up in the gutters, watching his family drown in debts they could never repay. When the world finally claimed them, it left him with nothing - except suffering. Enslaved to the syndicates that rule the world, Aeron claws out a living where every borrowed power comes with a price, and every price is paid in flesh, time, or something worse. But Aeron is not like the others. One day he discovers a forbidden gift - the ability to tamper with the very contracts that bind the world. Untrained and outnumbered, he faces a choice: survive quietly within the system… or break it, and challenge the empire of debt - and the gods who enforce it.

He was forbidden. My brother's best friend. Also the most dangerous man in the country. And I signed myself over to him. Leah Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino. It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life. The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting. But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Leah wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own. Her body. His rules. No exceptions. The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go. He says he'll ruin her for other men. He's not lying. Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name. Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted. She never expected to feel owned. She never expected to love it. Six Months Contract With The Mafia God is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her. Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.

Growing up in the orphanage supported by the Valor clan. Wren's life took a turn when he met Saint Tyris. He was not an orphan any more but a blade, a king born from darkness, forged in the era of the Nightmare Spell.

From Demon Slayer to Grand Ass

Lysander Vale was never meant to matter. In the novel he once read, he was nothing more than a background character—an extra destined to fade into obscurity long before the true story even began. But fate changed. Reborn inside the world of that unfinished story, Lysander awakens with knowledge of events that were never meant for him. Heroes will rise. Kingdoms will fall. And monsters lurking beyond the gates will plunge the world into chaos. There is only one problem. He doesn't remember how the story ends. Armed with a mysterious system born from the blessing of a forbidden god and a living artifact known as the Void Blade, Lysander chooses a different path. Not the hero. Not the villain. But the shadow that stands between them. Inside the legendary Eclipse Hunter Academy—where prodigies, nobles, and chosen heirs gather—Lysander begins climbing from the very bottom of the rankings. Quietly. Carefully. Because he knows something the others don't. In this story… many of them are destined to die. And if fate cannot be trusted— Then he will sever it himself.

Maria Romanova lost everything in a single betrayal—her family, her fortune, her freedom. To save what remains of her name, she is forced into a marriage she never chose… to Mikhail Dragunov, the ruthless heir of a private Russian dynasty. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. Their marriage is not built on love, but control and leverage. Every glance is a challenge. Every command is a test. And every punishment is designed to remind her who truly holds power. But Maria is not as fragile as he expects. A spark of fire burns within her—one Mikhail has yet to fully tame. As obsession replaces indifference and control begins to crack, she must decide: submit to the man who owns her future… or become the one thing he never planned for—his weakness. In a world where loyalty is currency, and love is a liability, one wrong move could cost her everything… including her heart.

In preparation for the coming Grail War, Tohsaka Rin takes to gathering a stockpile of magical energy... by collecting it from the excessive vitality and semen created from her new set of male genitals. Follow Rin as she descends down the path of debauchery. Chapters release once a week on Sunday's

It all started with a dirty little secret. Freshly arrived on the Douluo Continent, I made the "mistake" of overhearing the truth: the famous Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, is no genius—he is a plagiarizing fraud. To silence me, he tried to kill me. Big mistake. On the brink of death, my Martial Soul, the Scarecrow, awakened its true demonic form, dragging me back from hell with a second Martial Soul in hand. Now, I am no longer prey; I am the puppeteer of souls. Yu Xiaogang? I will make the world see your hypocrisy as I twist you into the most despised Evil Soul Master in history. Tang San? Your precious disciple will fall with you, transformed into public enemy number one. As the Demon Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, I will rewrite fate. Death is too merciful a gift for you two... prepare for a fate worse than hell. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 20 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Bankai10

I transmigrated and became Viserys Targaryen III, the King of the Andals, Rhoynar, and First Men, the rightful ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm.