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isakk was born in the slums and gutters of the empire will he change his fate or die

Shaurya died in a hospital bed in India, chanting Lord Vishnu's name. He didn’t expect Lord Narayan to actually answer. He woke up in a world of flying swords, arrogant Young Masters, and ancient Immortals. His reward for a life of suffering? A perfect Immortal Body and a Divine Sect System that breaks all the rules. While other cultivators rot in caves for centuries to gain a single level, Shaurya gets stronger by completing divine missions, defeating evil, and—of course—slapping the faces of anyone who dares to touch his sect memebers. He conquers realms and defies the heavens, but in matters of the heart, he stands firm on one rule: No harem. His loyalty is absolute, and his life belongs solely to his Queen of heart. His goal is simple: Build the Sanatan Flame Sect into the greatest power existence has ever seen. His disciples? A rejected genius, a fallen emperor, and a cursed beauty—all monsters in the making. His path? Dharma. And for those who stand in his way? Fury. Welcome to the era of Shaurya. Evil is destined to fall, and he is the one pushing it. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Social Media — Instagram — Stromknight9 Tags: Cultivation · System · Sect Building · No Harem · Reincarnation · Sanatan/Hindu History · Overpowered MC · Face Slapping · Fast Paced · Action · Kingdom Building · Weak To Strong · Light Humor · Serious Power Progression

In the frostbitten North, a boy with a emerald eyes walks a path shaped by war, silence, and something darker beneath the snow. Twelve-year-old Viktor is not a hero...yet. Raised in isolation by a quiet warrior with strange powers, he learns to read more than just books: the cold, the silence, and the weight of decisions. When invaders take the northern stronghold, Viktor is pulled into a quiet war-one fought not by armies, but by shadows. Infiltration's. Puppets without souls. A city that smiles while it rots from within. Guided by Kaavi, his mentor, and joined by a group of deadly yet disciplined fighters, Viktor’s journey begins with a mission to reclaim what has already been lost. But the deeper they go, the more he begins to understand: there is no clean line between monsters and men. This is a slow-burning tale of subtle powers, moral choices, and survival behind enemy lines. A grounded fantasy of quiet tension, gradual growth, and the cost of control. * New Chapters Every Saturday*

(I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com) 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, 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 in and out of 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. (He doesn't really look like the cover. I only used it 'cause a friend made it for me and it's pretty cool. He looks like my pfp)

An ordinary grey rabbit after gaining his soul rune find’s himself on the journey to be the apex predator in a world full of predators against his will. As he climbs to the top he discovers others like him from other races only more lucky, talented or hardworking so he uses any trick he can to climb higher. and learns more about the world Oneiros.

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

Humanity is thrown into a cruel death game. Everyone has to use their vehicle to travel on the infinite road, desperately gathering supplies while avoiding the game's trials. Sandrine is just the same. Except... Why does she have a horse instead of a car ? The tribulations of an insane heroine galloping in panties and fighting big trucks with her trusty picthfork !

Alan, a ruthless Archmage who slaughtered an entire Magistracy for revenge, finally meets his end… only to awaken in the body of a broken fifteen-year-old boy dangling from a noose. Now inhabiting the skin of Severus Snape, Alan brings with him memories of blood-soaked battlefields, forbidden runes, and magic so terrifying it makes Avada Kedavra look like a child’s prank. He has no interest in Dumbledore’s war, Voldemort’s ideology, or teenage drama.

Mumin suffers from deep psychological struggles, haunted by nightmares and overthinking, yet he hides a secret that refuses to leave him. Born from a traumatic childhood incident, a dark personality emerges—Musa, his opposite, mysterious and dangerous. Both share a common desire: to live peacefully with the one they love. But Musa’s past, intertwined with global politics, corruption, and power, drags them into a deadly game, where failure could plunge the world into oppression, tyranny, and bloodshed. And with it comes a thirst for revenge.

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

Iron + Alien Alloy → Starsteel Laser Tech + Mana Core → Arcane Beam Cannon Human DNA + Void Beast → Voidborne Physique AI + Soul Fragment → Sentient War Entity Planet Core + Energy Reactor → Mobile Battle Planet - Neo Godson is a poor young man living in the great Interstellar Era. While his peers dream of becoming legendary Beyonders, he struggles under financial burdens and family responsibilities. However, one day, during an accident, a mysterious orb enters his body and begins to change his existence at a fundamental level. He awakens as a Beyonder. Not just any Beyonder, but one blessed with a Supreme Talent called Universal Synthesis. With this supreme power, he can fuse anything he desires, whether matter or non-matter. These synthesized creations may evolve, mutate, or assimilate. Regardless of the outcome, they are always valued leagues above their original forms. --- By immediate circumstances, he joins a space mercenary group and meets his new allies. Among them, a particular girl catches his attention. However, just as love begins to bloom, it is extinguished, transforming into an unyielding conviction to build a Galactic Empire from scratch.

May 21st, 2030. The day the sky turned white, the mist rolled in, and “they” arrived. I was just a 25-year-old game developer, freshly fired from my job, when the world ended. Exploding cars, screaming crowds, monsters with wings tearing through the city—and somehow, in the middle of it all, a brat calling me “uncle” wouldn’t leave me alone. Together, we’re trying to survive a world crawling with lizard-like creatures, ruined streets, and something far bigger lurking in the skies above. But I can’t help feeling like this invasion isn’t random… and maybe I’m not as ordinary as I thought. Action, survival, monsters, and dark comedy collide in this apocalyptic adventure.

Su Jin, an ordinary poor young man from the countryside working overtime every day to make ends meet in the city to support his family, finds himself in the possession of a book only known as Hell’s Handbook. The Handbook universe initially seems like a video game as it proceeds to throw him into a different world every month, each world filled with supernatural beings, mythical creatures and deities, and even includes a complete point system along with weapons and special skills. Surviving these Challenges is not easy, but it comes with great rewards. But he soon realizes that all of this is real. The monetary rewards and magical items he receives from Hell’s Handbook can be used in the real world, but in the same way, every person who dies during a Challenge dies in the real world too. As Su Jin desperately tries to survive each Challenge he is thrown into, he slowly starts to uncover the truth behind Hell’s Handbook. Who is behind Hell’s Handbook and its horror filled Challenges? Each Challenge reveals a new truth about the world Su Jin lives in, bringing new people into his life even as the world around him becomes harder and harder to trust, and perhaps, even a greater mission in life… Support me: https://ko-fi.com/neverluckysmile

Hi, I am Sasha. I am a teenager suffering from a rare blood disorder. I live with my mother a homicide detective. My older brother is back home after a tour in Afghanistan. My life sucks. One day I made my usual trip to the hospital for a blood transfusion and series stringent tests. I heard a conversation between two people about a box containing the cure to all the problems. I have had enough of my life being sucked out by this hospital and my illness so I snuck out low and slow. I used its contents on myself. Now I have to deal with the consequences of my actions. I am now a fusion of two species. I am a hybrid.

Being chosen by the Knights of God will grant you immortality! Blake (smirking): "Who are you trying to fool? Satan is already ashes!" Improving your strength can lead to a higher status! Blake (playing with his fingers in boredom): "I think my current status is pretty high. There's no need to raise it any further." Life and death battles increase your domineering strength! Blake (looking up in surprise): "What if he really dies?" The people at the bottom of this world are struggling painfully. Please work hard to change the world! Blake (with a puzzled look on his face): "What does their suffering have to do with me? What will I do if they change the world?" Yim is too strong to be defeated! Black (reassured): "But there's still Luffy. I'll fight him after he's done!" Why do you dare to participate in the battle between gods and demons? Blake (crooked mouth): "I! Have! Hang!" This is a Gou Dao Tianlong person, get out! Blake (struggling): "I don't accept it! Why can't the Celestial Dragons just hide?"

Warning - Dark romance. Age-gap romance. Werewolf bond. Emotional obsession. 18+ Elara Romano’s world crumbles the day her father dies, leaving behind one final wish: she must live under the protection of his oldest friend—Alessandro De Luca, the ruthless Alpha of Regina’s most powerful werewolf pack. Thirty-eight, cold, and untouchable, Alessandro had long promised her father he would protect Elara… but never imagined the pull of a bond he could not resist. In the shadows of the grand De Luca estate, rules are set, boundaries tested, and a mate bond awakens—one that neither Elara nor Alessandro can ignore. As whispers of danger, betrayal, and jealous rivals stir through the city, every stolen glance, every denied touch, and every secret shared brings them closer… and further into darkness. Between promises kept and desires forbidden, Alessandro and Elara must navigate a world where love is a curse, protection is a chain, and claiming what is theirs could destroy them both. release rate : 4 guaranteed chapter daily upload Support goals: 90 power stone in a week = +1 bonus chapter on Sunday. 10 golden ticket in a week = +3 bonus chapter on Saturday

Khan had always assumed that getting stabbed in a back alley would be bad for his future. Technically, he was correct. He woke up eighteen again, in another world, with no money, no connections, and absolutely no mana. In a civilization where magic determines everything from social status to whether someone can survive a mildly inconvenient monster attack, this was not an encouraging start. Fortunately, Khan did receive a System. Unfortunately, it has opinions. And sarcasm. Mostly sarcasm. No legendary bloodline. No sacred sword. No ancient magic waiting to awaken. What he does have is experience reading people, negotiating terrible deals into slightly less terrible ones, an unhealthy respect for compound interest, and the survival instincts of a man who has already died once and found the experience deeply overrated. So while heroes swing swords and archmages bend reality, Khan does what he knows best. He finds opportunities. A wrecked shipment. A desperate merchant. A coin, even suspicious ones. A princess who has absolutely no concept of reasonable spending. Small problems become profitable solutions. Profitable solutions become connections. And somewhere along the way, Khan begins attracting the attention of people far more dangerous than bankrupt merchants. Because in this world, power comes in many forms. Mana is merely the most obvious one. And Khan has none of it.

[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

Life is dark and meaningless. That's what it had taught me every single day I'd been cursed to live it. But now, finally, that would all end. 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