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Good news: He transmigrated to the Jujutsu Kaisen, becoming the strongest genius of the Zenin family in eight hundred years, one of the five top-tier Jujutsu Sorcerer. Bad news: He was supposed to fight Sukuna, but not only did he fail to satisfy Sukuna, he was also about to be possessed. Good news: He escaped on the verge of death, taking Sukuna's techniques with him. Better news: He escaped to Douluo Continent, and both techniques became his martial souls! ... Lin Xuan descended upon Douluo Continent like a demon god. He is the most talented person in Shrek Academy's history! He is the most arrogant and extremely evil ghost of the Holy Spirit Cult! He is the heir that the Body Sect is willing to pay any price to obtain! And when the gaze of the God Realm fell, Tang San stood up solemnly. Xiao Wu asked softly: "Will you win?" Tang San gripped the Trident of the Sea God, and said: Nah I'd Win

In a world consumed by zombies and monsters, three best friends are betrayed and slaughtered. Yet death does not claim them—an ancient system grants them one final chance. Reborn with powers of shadow, blood, and necrosis, their souls are bound together in a pact that allows no second failure. Hunted by the dead, and haunted by the memory of betrayal, they fight to survive an apocalypse that twists both man and monster. Every choice is life or death, and even their unbreakable bond will be tested in the darkness.

Born the son of Brandon Stark "The Wild Wolf" and Serena Umber, Brandon's lover whom he married without his father's consent, who would sadly die in childbirth, the new Lord of Winterfell and Warden of North will be faced with many challenges. Will Alaric Stark succumb to the weight of ruling the north, or will he rise higher than even his ancestors since before the last Stark King knelt before the Conqueror? ------------------------------------------ Hey guys, this is my first attempt at an ASOIAF fic and while I have watched the show and read the books it has been a while so please bear with me! This story will feature a mix of elements from both the books and show. As a disclaimer, this story is an AU, there are two branches of House Stark that descend from the twin sons of Artos Stark and there will be no white walkers. Along with web novel, I will be posting this story on AO3 under the same name. I do not own anything pertaining to ASOIAF except for my OCs.

###This is a slow pacing novel! [CONTENT WARNING: This work is intended for an adult audience (18+). Contains explicit sexual content, visceral violence and dark psychological dynamics.] MAIN TAGS: #DualCultivation #Smut #Yandere #Harem #OverpoweredProtagonist #Violence #ObsessiveRomance #WorldBuilding SYNOPSIS: The universe is not a cradle for enlightenment; it is a cosmic slaughterhouse. Immortality is no divine gift, but a ruthless theft against the laws of entropy. In an ecosystem where ancient sects operate as meat grinders and hypocritical heroes rule atop mountains of bones, Zhì Yuǎn is an anomaly. He does not cultivate the Dao to harmonize with the world—he cultivates to devour it. Carrying an insatiable Singularity within his chest, his mere existence warps the natural balance, drawing the scrutiny and fury of the heavens. To feed this inner abyss and force his ascension through the Three Thousand Worlds, he does not walk alone. By his side are his wives—cultivation partners and accomplices in his boundless ambition. They are not the fragile trophies so typical of this world, but the very foundation of his power, as pragmatic and dangerous as the man they follow. Together, they are not heroes seeking justice. There is no room for false morals, mercy toward enemies, or wasting time on the vanity of arrogant young masters. Transcendence demands resources, and they will take them all. The heavens may try to crush the anomaly, but Zhì Yuǎn sees only one thing in the Tribulations: more fuel for his ascension.

ANG UNANG AVATAR Synopsis Sa isang mundong nahahati sa apat na sinaunang kaharian—Aerwyn, tagapangalaga ng hangin; Pyrrha, tagapamahala ng apoy; Nerith, tagapagtanggol ng tubig; at Terravelle, tagapangalaga ng lupa—bawat tao ay ipinapanganak na may kakayahang kumontrol ng isang elemento lamang. Ngunit si Aira, isang ordinaryong dalagitang lumaki sa tahimik na nayon ng Lumen, ay natuklasang iba siya sa lahat. Sa isang misteryosong pangyayari, nagawa niyang kontrolin ang apat na elemento—isang kakayahang hindi pa kailanman nakita sa kasaysayan. Sa kanyang paglalakbay, malalaman ni Aira ang isang katotohanang magbabago sa buong mundo: siya ang unang Avatar. Hindi siya nagmula sa isang sinaunang linya ng mga Avatar, sapagkat wala pang nauna sa kanya. Siya ang pinakaunang taong pinagkalooban ng kakayahang pag-isahin ang apat na elemental na puwersa. Ngunit kasabay ng kanyang paggising ay ang pag-usbong ng isang matandang banta. Ang mga kaharian ay muling nagkakawatak-watak, lumilitaw ang mga mahiwagang nilalang, at isang lihim na organisasyon ang naghahangad na puksain ang Avatar bago pa niya matuklasan ang tunay na pinagmulan ng kanyang kapangyarihan. Kasama ang mga bagong kaibigan at gabay na makikilala niya sa kanyang paglalakbay, kailangang matutunan ni Aira hindi lamang kung paano gamitin ang apat na elemento, kundi kung paano pag-isahin ang mga taong matagal nang magkakahiwalay. Ngunit habang mas lumalalim ang kanyang paglalakbay, matutuklasan niyang ang pagiging Avatar ay hindi lamang tungkol sa kapangyarihan. Si Aira ang simula ng isang bagong panahon. At kung mabigo siya, maaaring wala nang susunod na Avatar na magliligtas sa mundo.

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

What happens when a stubborn soul gets dropped into a world that mirrors another, that’s filled with demons and horrors beyond human comprehension? A very irritated reincarnation. Join the M.C as he navigates the world of Blue Exorcist as Rin Okumura, and experience how he handles both the human and demon seeing him as their enemy. Another book in the "Self Insert" Series. To see more chapters in advance, see other works in progress/being created, and to get a different type of viewing experience. Be sure to check out my Patreon. https://patreon.com/Vinneer.

Cole has one rule for surviving the slums of Wester: nobody's coming to save you, so don't wait around for it. He's broken that rule exactly once—for a boy half his size who didn't deserve what was coming for him—and it cost him everything he had left to give. It also cracked something open in his chest that he doesn't have a name for yet. Sparks. Heat. A fire that shouldn't exist in a boy who's never had enough to eat, let alone enough to burn.

The stars are beacons in the sky; they burn ever so bright, illuminating the universe. But with light there must come darkness. The world may seem like a beautiful place shrouded in brilliant light, filled with love and prosperity. But beneath that beauty, there is blood; beneath that light, there is darkness; and beneath that love, there is pain. The central world is known as Clara Astrum, a realm of adventure and mystery. A world full of marvellous sights, towering mountains, and vast oceans. A world where dreams were held, and legends were created. But that was not where I was born. I was born in the world below, the one known as Mortuus Lux, the world of decay. There was no light, no stars; all we had was the flickering heart. I suffered like the rest, I fought to survive, and I evolved by devouring my brothers and sisters. There is no such thing as companionship here, only one's own strength. The weak perish while the strong delay the inevitable. I embrace my demise because with death, I will be free. I embrace life because with every encounter, I shed a thread of weakness. My name is Luna, a demon born in Mortuus Lux, raised in blood and war, and burdened with my own destined death. Join my discord at https://discord.gg/eXdhfCarFd NOTICE: -I will be posting this story on other platforms, such as RoyalRoad. Thanks for your support! -Very Graphic(Gore) -I do not have an editor, and my editing skills are not the best, so there are probably some grammatical errors as well as certain writing mishaps! Thank you for understanding!!!

Arthur Moreau disappeared during a live broadcast. No warning. No transition. No last words. One moment he was finishing a world event in front of fifty thousand viewers. The next, he was gone, and what arrived somewhere else was Gepetto: his character, his creation, the most feared Marionettist ever built in a game where power was the only language that mattered. The world that caught him is not new to collapse. Gods have existed here, and some of them have died. What stands now is only the latest arrangement of a cycle that never needed him. Elysion is a Republic in the way that a cracked foundation is still a building. The institutions function. The titles exist. But beneath the gas lamps and the steam columns and the elevated rails connecting district to district, the actual structure is simpler: those with enough power do what they want, and everyone else absorbs the cost. The working class breathes chemical residue and calls it employment. The middle class negotiates in a market that has stopped rewarding negotiation, trains for credentials that no longer open doors, and moves forward because stopping is worse. There is no king here. There are only people with enough accumulated weight to act as though the question of permission does not apply to them. The Church of the Solar God holds the whole thing together, which is not a metaphor. A population that does not share language, origin, or history requires something to organize around, and the Church understood this long before anyone thought to ask. The Solar God is not a symbol. He walks. He acts. He has reasons of his own. And now, Players have begun to appear. Not as heroes. Not as chosen figures. As variables carrying power without understanding the system they have entered. The world does not pause for them. It absorbs them, bends around them, and continues. Gepetto does not try to fight it. He studies it. While others assert themselves through force, faith, or the assumption that visibility equals strength, he builds something quieter. Not an army. Not a faction. A structure: distributed, patient, invisible until it is not. A web that does not need to be seen to function. The skills are real now. The strings are real. And what they touch does not reset. House of Puppets is a story about control, belief, and the cost of acting in a world indifferent to your intentions. It follows a man who does not seek to win, but to understand the rules well enough that losing becomes unlikely. Because the puppeteer pulls the strings. But in a world this old, someone is always watching. A word from the author: House of Puppets is not a standard webnovel. Not power fantasy. You won't get that constant power escalation hit or that achievement system satisfaction. What you get is slow burn, structured more like a novel than serialized content. Each chapter accumulates. Each arc tightens. Tension builds and doesn't release until it's supposed to. The work touches on philosophy, politics, economy, metaphysics, theology. Everything woven into narrative, not explained to you. If you've already read Lord of Mysteries, Reverend Insanity, A Song of Ice and Fire, works that trust readers to hold complexity, you already know what we're trying to do here. The ambition is simple and honest: get there. Write something that redefines what this genre can do. I can't promise we make it. I'm a beginner without experience and this work is experimental. But I can promise I'll give everything I have trying.

Jiang Che is diagnosed with delusional disorder, always fantasizing about having a family, but is treated as mentally ill and locked up for ten years. The bizarre descends upon the world, and he is pulled into an SSS-level dungeon labeled as unconquerable by humans. When facing the terrifying and eerie spirits that scare everyone, He hugs a loli with a severed limb, calling her his daughter, Referring to the old bizarre spirits dressed in bloodstained nurse attire and holding a deadly Saw Meat Knife as his parents, Facing the biggest boss of the SSS-level dungeon, he embraces it without hesitation and calls it his wife. …… The eerie dungeon is broadcast globally, and everyone sees it all. Audience: "If you don’t seek death, you won’t die; seeking death makes you die faster." "Is he insane, treating the eerie spirits as family?" "This delusional disorder is too severe; you’re only 20 years old and you’re imagining having a seven or eight-year-old daughter?" …… While everyone thought he was going to be brutally killed, He began to be accepted by the eerie spirits, who actually regarded him as family?! Jiang Che: In a family, the person who doesn’t cook can never complain about the taste of the food. Jiang Che: My wife's cooking is not salty at all!

Monsters cover the sky, and false gods sit high in temples. Qin An crosses into this world and awakens life skill professions. [Butcher: Mastery of Blade Techniques] [Scholar: Enhanced Comprehension] [Blacksmith: Strength that Can Subdue Dragons] ... These life skill professions become the foundation for his survival in this demonic world.

In 2028, the Abyss invaded, accompanied by the arrival of Extraordinary Power, bringing Blue Star into the era of universal awakening. Chu Xiu, a transmigrator who inherits the Infinite Saint Dao Sect, looks at the insane Demonic Secret Techniques before him and falls into contemplation. "Crafting a Bone Banner requires the sacrifice of hundreds of mortals. Well... do zombies count as humans?" And he quickly discovers that those Abyss creatures work exceptionally well for crafting Demonic Artifacts. Most importantly, their number was almost inexhaustible!

Eight humans once became gods to protect the world. Humanity repaid them with betrayal. One by one, the Guardian Gods fell and turned to stone, and the creator cursed the world they failed to protect. Monsters rose from the shadows, kingdoms crumbled, and hope slowly faded from the land. Now the fallen gods lie buried and forgotten. But Princess Flora refuses to accept a dying world. Determined and fearless, she sets out on a dangerous journey to awaken the Guardian Gods and restore peace. Yet the deeper she searches for the truth behind their fall, the more she begins to realize that the gods’ fate—and the curse on the world—may hide a secret far more terrifying than anyone ever imagined.

Dublin, 2130. 18-year-old James Ganner has nothing—no money, no future, no escape from the slums that killed his father and broke his mother. Then the System activates. [You have been selected. Choose your designation: Challenger or Civilian. Selection is permanent.] James chooses Challenger. He enters the 72-hour Tutorial where 80% die. Against all odds, he survives and receives the rarest class in existence: Necromancer. But survival was just the beginning. [FLOOR 1] [Mission Type: Kill 15 Hobgoblins] [Failure Condition: Death] James raised his hand, black energy coiling around his fingers. [Skill Activated: Soul Drain ] The dying hobgoblin convulsed as dark tendrils ripped the life from its body, feeding his mana pool. [You have killed Hobgoblin Warrior] [Progress: 1/15] The tower doesn’t care about heroes or villains. 300 floors. No backtracking. No second chances. Death is permanent. Every floor demands blood, and James’s necromancy feeds on corpses—the more he kills, the stronger he becomes. His goals are simple: escape poverty, punish the uncles who stole his inheritance, clear the tower, and uncover the truth behind why the towers appeared. In a world where only the ruthless survive, can a slum kid with nothing but cold determination and an army of the dead climb higher than anyone before him? The tower rewards only one thing: those who refuse to stay down. discord> https://discord.gg/Tm5kJuXzf

Every person is born different; all of creation has a hundred faces. Some are born foolish, some are born wise. Some are extraordinarily gifted, while others are hopelessly mediocre. Yi Beidou was born a demon. But he was lucky. He met his master, Hong Datong, who taught him the "Free Heart Technique." With 7 needles in his body for 20 years, he has finally been able to control himself. "For twenty years, I kept my head bowed and my nature restrained. Today, I can finally raise my eyes to see the world and truly be myself."

In a ruined future where the government now sells basic needs, Aléssio, a boy borned 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! That's all. Hope you enjoy ;)

In the midst of the apocalypse, Chen Feng's ability is to communicate with the Abyss, and by means of power or some special sacrifices, he can summon demons from the Abyss to serve him. By chance, he travels back to the day when the apocalypse began...