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Leonotis awakens with no memory in a dying kingdom. Surrounded by cynical kings, deadly hunters and a world-consuming blight, his mission is clear: heal the fractured soul of the World Tree. His only hope lies in a mysterious seed implanted within him by a dryad, a gift granting him powers he barely understands. But he does not fight alone. At his side are Low, a girl cursed to become a werebear; Jacqueline, a mermaid racing to save her homeland; and Zombiel, an undead burning with a fire salamander's soul. To save the world Leonotis must master his volatile magic, outwit godlike foes, and endure the trials that forge legends.

In a cultivation world ruled by unwritten laws, immortals and demons pursue power and longevity. Jin Yuchen is reincarnated—armed with knowledge from hundreds of stories—only to discover that he possesses no apparent talent. Worse still, this reality ignores every rule he thought he understood. Through trial and error, and a series of impulsive decisions, Jin begins to deconstruct his own path. He dares to question the very foundation of the world What is cultivation? Is it merely the art of becoming immortal… or the audacity to redefine one’s own journey, transcending every unwritten rule with a brazen smile?

> Five millennia ago, Arthur Virelith — the God of Shadows and Blades — was betrayed by his divine kin. Torn from the heavens and cast into oblivion, his name became taboo, his art of Umbra Dominion erased from history. Now, in an age where both magic and swordsmanship have withered into hollow echoes of the past, he awakens within the flesh of a mortal noble — Arthur Dravenhart. With ancient knowledge burning in his veins and vengeance whispering through his soul, Kael walks a decaying world built upon the lies of those who destroyed him. The gods who once stood above all will tremble, for the shadow they feared has returned — and this time, it carries the fury of eternity. In a world that has forgotten him, he will remind them what it means to defy the divine.

This story is entirely fictional. In a world where wars are no longer declared but designed, Grayhaven stands as a model city—polished, efficient, and rotten beneath the surface. Power here doesn’t belong to the strongest or the loudest, but to those who understand status: who has it, who enforces it, and who gets crushed under it. Ethan Crowe, a quiet seventeen-year-old with no ambition to be a hero, survives by observing rather than participating. Invisible by choice, morally unaligned by instinct, Ethan understands one brutal truth early: systems don’t fail—they work exactly as intended. For the wrong people. When a symbolic act of sabotage shakes the city without spilling a single drop of blood, Ethan is pulled into a conflict that has been brewing long before he noticed it. The attack is not terrorism, but an invitation—issued by a darkly humorous strategist known only as Mr. Rook, a villain who values honesty more than innocence and chaos more than peace. As Grayhaven descends into silent war—fought through manipulation, reputation, youth indoctrination, and economic pressure—Ethan becomes an unwilling pivot point. Around him rise allies and enemies his own age: a sharp-tongued girl who laughs at death, a foreign transfer student who questions every rule, a charismatic heir groomed to inherit power, and friends who may one day choose betrayal over loyalty. Romance blooms where it shouldn’t. Comedy cuts through moments of dread. Violence appears not as spectacle, but as consequence. What begins as survival evolves into choice. As the city fractures and conflicts spill beyond borders, Ethan must decide what kind of figure he will become—not a hero who saves people, nor a villain who destroys them, but something far more dangerous: a boy willing to accept the misery created by his actions and carry it alone. In a world addicted to clean narratives and false morality, The Hero Of Misery asks a ruthless question: If justice demands sacrifice, who deserves to be sacrificed first?

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.

A college student, raised by his uncle after the tragic loss of his parents, lived a quiet, ordinary life focused on his friends and studies. But fate other plans in store. One day, he awoke to find himself reborn in a world resembling Greek mythology—yet not as a god, but as a Titan. And not just any Titan, but the firstborn son of Kronos, the tyrant King of the Cosmos. His new name: Aetherion. Confusion gripped him. He had studied Greek myth, but never once had he heard of a Titan called Aetherion. Why was he reborn as someone who shouldn’t exist? Why was he here at all? Questions would have to wait, for danger came first. Kronos, fearing the prophecy that one of his children would steal his throne, sought to devour him. To survive, Aetherion must first escape his father’s hunger—and then embark on a perilous journey to save his siblings from this cruel fate. This is the story of a Titan, born outside of prophecy, who will rise against the tyranny of his own father… and carve a destiny that even the gods could never foresee.

In a world where humans, elves, dwarfs, mages, and demons vie for dominance, kingdoms rise and fall under the shadow of a growing threat on the distant horizon. In times of dire peril, a single clan bore the Black Sigil, drawing power from the mysterious deity Infinity: a power that came at a devastating cost. Now extinct, their legacy haunts the lands, as kingdoms clash and the balance of power teeters on the edge of ruin.

In a world where summoners wield the power to call forth vampires, elves, angels, demons, and all humanoid creatures from across the realms, Nathan found himself unable to summon beings except from beasts.  However, those beasts are not ordinary beasts. They are divine beings who once stood at the same level, if not higher, than the legendary creatures the world ever knew.  Casting his gaze to the left, Nathan sees numerous summoners accompanied by the likes of demon kings, archangels, vampire progenitors, and other legendary beings. Turning to the right, a massive army of alien symbiotes is waiting to attack.  There was no fear in his eyes, because standing on his left is a majestic wolf who managed to kill a god, the legendary eight-headed serpent coils on his right, above him is the bird who is glowing like the sun, and behind him is a dragon that once gnawed the roots of the world tree.  “Let the war begin.”

A boy born from silence. A world shattered by screams. Angelo Walker once lived a quiet life with his family, trying to bury the mysterious powers clawing at the edges of his soul. But when monsters breach reality and tear apart everything he loves, his world collapses into darkness. Imprisoned. Broken. Reborn. As the void inside him stirs awake, Angelo must face the truth: To protect what's left, he may have to lose himself completely. In a war of forgotten gods, cursed generals, and dying cities, one boy stands at the edge of oblivion. Can he rise… or vanish into nothingness? (New chapters every Monday & Thursday) Want to stay ahead? patreon.com/NeroAngelo549 Love the story? Support the author: ko-fi.com/neroangelo90845

“Director Matou, the magical effects in your fantasy film looked incredibly realistic! How did you pull them off?” “They were real magic,” Shinji replied without missing a beat. “Director Matou, your historical drama was praised for its uncanny accuracy. How did you manage that?” “I had direct consultation from the people who lived in that era.” “Director, in your tokusatsu films, why does the Ultraman-like hero always use Bajiquan in combat?” “Well, that’s because the actor playing him is none other than the founder of Bajiquan himself.” “Director Matou, why do the female leads in all your films look so… similar? Especially all those Arturia actresses with the same name and face?” “That, my friend, is a long story. And it all begins with a certain mushroom-headed man—” “......” . . . . . Shinji Matou. A prodigious talent in the world of film, a renegade magi who defied the orthodoxy of the Clock Tower, and an eccentric summoner who had long since stopped pretending to get along with his own Servant. A director who blended modern cinema with ancient magecraft. A magus who saw the silver screen as a new kind of reality marble. He stood boldly before a press conference filled with journalists, film critics, and confused magi alike. “I am the greatest Master among Directors—and the greatest Director among Masters!” He declared it like a line straight out of his own movie, with all the pomp and confidence of a man who had rewritten the rules of both cinema and sorcery. The hall fell into an awkward silence. And then, in perfect unison, a thunderous cry echoed from behind the curtains— “SHUT UP AND GET LOST!” ×N A chorus of exasperated Servants, all fed up with his antics. Shinji didn’t flinch. He simply smirked, adjusted his director’s beret, and turned back to the flashing cameras. "Good! Now let’s roll the cameras! Scene one—reality itself."

Li Xun, an ordinary man originated from the planet of earth find himself transmigrated into another world out of a sudden, while being transmigrated into a world of fantasy is a dream to many, Li Xun included, however, it turn out the world that he transmigrated into is a world of Cultivation, where being that can raze mountain, split the sea, and shatter the star roaming around without a care to the fate of the weak whom they kill in the millions by accident each day. The young man is already planning to write up his last will when he finds out that he doesn’t start his life in this new world from zero. Not only does he have some decent talent in cultivation and a nice family helping him back home, he also has a system transmigrated alongside him. The name of the System is The Ultimate Investment System. From then on, everything changed. "Junior brother, from the look of it, you are just one step away to breaking through the Qi Refining Realm, I happen to have a Spirit Yuan Pill here that can help you guarantee your success!" [Congratulations, Host, for your successful investment, you have gained twenty years worth of closed door cultivation QI!] "My dear friend, I heard that you have been fatally injured by your former ally and have your foundation shattered, thankfully, I have this Grand Dao Dao Golden in my hand, take this, this Pill here would be able to help you restore back your cultivation foundation!" [Congratulations, Host, for your successful investment, you have obtained an Emperor-Grade Weapon!] ........... After many years has passed since he transmigrated into this world, Li Xun, who is in need of dire help, got a lot of aid from those who he had helped in the past. Emperor of Taixuan Empire, once nothing but a poor beggar whom Li Xun found half dead in the middle of the street, brandished his sword toward his enemies and bellowed at them. "If it weren't for my friend Li Xun who saved me and gave me a cultivation technique back then, how could I have achieved what I have today? Whoever opposes Li Xun in the future will be an enemy of my empire, The Great Taixuan Empire!” Not less loud as the Emperor, a Black Dragon whose body stretched into thousands of miles, a publicly known Lord of the Forbidden Zone, let out a sky shattering roar. "Years ago, I was hunted down by my enemies to be turned into Elixir Pill, and I'm still alive right now all because of Li Xun who saved me, Here my decree you worthless maggot! From this day forward, Li Xun's friends are my friends, and Li Xun's enemies are my enemies!"

Esharath awakens in the depths of Rukongai, one of the most lawless regions of the Soul Society, where he is confronted with a painful reality for the first time. When he encounters his Zanpakutō, he chooses to act with cold resolve and a pure instinct to survive. Yet Esharath soon realizes that his Zanpakutō is truly unique. Surrounded by mysteries, he comes to understand that uncovering the veil of secrets and surviving in the Bleach universe demands a price—and that such prices must be paid without hesitation. This is the journey of Esharath within the world of Bleach. This is a non-profit fanfiction with an original protagonist and original elements.“Bleach Fanfiction”

Lin Chen woke up in the half-dead body of a mine slave—starved, poisoned by the air, and still carrying the remnants of the toxic mushrooms that had killed the original owner of this body. In this brutal world, he was forced to toil in a black iron ore mine. Mining came with constant danger: toxic mist kept seeping from the tunnel walls, and disgusting ore-rats—monstrous, rodent-like creatures—lurked in the darkness. The mine was ruled by merciless regulations. Meet the ore quota—or face savage whippings. Fail badly enough and the rune on your neck would activate, torturing you until you passed out. Every day was a gamble between choking down foul, ammonia-reeking slop or feeling the overseer’s whip tear open your skin. Here, a human life was worth far less than a single piece of black iron ore. One day, Lin Chen found something valuable inside a rat burrow—but his discovery only earned him a brutal theft, a flurry of kicks, and a body left barely clinging to life. An old miner, another slave, offered him the only flicker of warmth in those darkest moments: a scrap of food, some makeshift medicine, stories of the past, and a dream of freedom that tasted bitterly out of reach. The only thing the old man left behind was a worn, faded wooden token and an unfinished final message. That wooden token felt strangely warm in his hand, as though it carried a meaning he couldn’t yet grasp. Lin Chen didn’t know what it was for, but he knew one thing for sure: it could never fall into the hands of the mine’s thugs. Day after day, his body grew frailer. Pointless struggles, endless hunger, raging fevers, and poison steadily eating him from the inside. His vision began to blur. The toxic air had rotted his lungs. With trembling hands, he reached for the last of the poisonous mushrooms—the same kind that had killed this body’s original owner. If death was coming anyway, at least he wouldn’t die with an empty stomach. As his consciousness slowly faded, an unfamiliar interface suddenly appeared before his eyes—something that shouldn’t exist in this world. Loading complete. Black liquid began seeping out from his pores. His body was still weak, the poison still inside him, but he didn’t die. In a freezing, ramshackle hut that night, Lin Chen stared at the mysterious panel floating in front of him. The eyes that had once been empty now held a faint glimmer. Something had changed. And for the first time, he felt… maybe—just maybe—there might be a way out.

“Son, never sleep with a married woman.” That was my father’s final advice, right after being stabbed by a jealous husband of a married woman he slept with. I took his words to heart but fate was a bitch and I got bombed by a stupid fucker who thought I slept with his wife. Now, I’ve transmigrated into a flop fantasy novel my best friend wrote, the same one which I “improved” by butchering it into a game as a background character. Rael Von Ashborn. An Extra who was going to die in a few days because he somehow kissed the Duchess of the Empire. Now, I got two options: Unlock a powerful class... Or die at the hands of a psychopathic duke with a god-tier skill set. But naturally, fate decided to screw me over again. [YOU HAVE AWAKENED: JESTER CLASS] A joke of a class. Oh and did I mention my maid’s a gorilla? Right. Welcome to my hell. Or as the sadistic author of this world called it... “Nytharrea.” (No NTR btw.) __________________ [Previous Title: Extra’s Supremacy: Rise of Forgotten Background Character] [Discord Server] - discord.gg/zCxTnRTp44

Just a imagination of a borard guy, trying make somehow big, for his own. it'll be a prequel to my previous work Maharakshak. if you hadn't read it, you can try. it's ok story. and if you don't know what's written up above, just pretend it's not written, and this is the real Synopsis. " it's a story about a question and a superhero. The question being, does human needs the power or superhero, and superhero being just a normal guy, who does not know what a superhero supposed to mean, for him his powers are just that, a normal. thing, he didn't understand why they are so special." " story will progress in direction of a typical direction of any movie, the only shiny part maybe being the simplicity of it." " the hero is a pure guy, who does don't care about how other's think of him , he has only one goal trough out the story and that's he sticks to till end, believing his heroism nothing more then an accident." " the villain is also a pure guy, but ome who has seen the world and has his edges cleaned by it. you can think him as a guy who knows the answer, but did not want to admit it. he is more human then the hero, who seems little comical and too pure for the world. his only shortcoming being after getting powers he couldn't control it."

Order is not a virtue. It is a calculation. To the rest of the world, mana is a chaotic gift from the gods. To him, it is a resource being managed with gross incompetence. After years of mastering the Core Fundamentals in isolation, he returns to a world on the brink of systemic collapse. He has one mission: restructure the planet. His tools aren't just swords and spells, but the "Type 1 and Type 2 Rules" of existence. To the scholars, he is a visionary building the ultimate University-City. To his enemies, he is a tyrant who sees people as numbers. But when logic fails, the shadow of a four-story beast looms, and two massive red eyes open in the sky to remind the world that his authority is absolute. The world has many errors. He is the fix.

Everything in this world is under the power of laws. Abided by the law of Heavens and kept everything in an order. But, there are some exceptional cases where destinies are written like a vacant book. No order, no rules; everything is designed from choices we made and make. More like a chess and chess board. Here, this is the story where the destiny keep playing like a chess and the events like chess pieces and moves. The more you go, the more you be enlighten. The less you go, the less complexity will be. When story begins there will be choices and the choices are hidden but driven by the events, slowly leads to the destiny. 'Kiaria' a character who becomes route and initiator of destiny. Let us see where this destiny guides to. The story is not written in a character POV, instead in a witness style. You can feel everything happens right in front of you. Authors Note: If you like the story please support. If any suggestions are there don't forget to comment. Daily chapter release at 23:15

Legend has it, he is the hero Griffith, who, with a single recitation of his Noble Phantasm, made all the Greek heroes chant poems of chuunibyou style during their ultimate moves. Legend has it that he is a hero created from a lie, a descendant of the heroes aboard the Argo, and the descendant of Kratos, the dragon slayer hero. Legend has it he is the hero who peeled off the armour of the gods from the flesh and blood of his body, making even the sun god impressed with his dedication. Some say that the goddess of beauty, the goddess of wisdom, the goddess of discord, and even the pure goddess of the moon and the queen of the underworld were all madly in love with him and fought fiercely over him. He is the Adonis of spring, adorning the pure hearts of goddesses with floral crowns, a rainbow-coloured figure in the eyes of countless unrequited lovers, both human and divine. Apollo wept daily in white learning, saying: "It was me first." Poseidon looked at Athena's kiss with jealous envy, splitting apart with rage: "How am I supposed to feel seeing the ones I once desired and those I now desire together?" The three Celtic goddesses, unable to obtain him, sought to destroy him. The earth mother goddess Nephthys personally crowned him as the hero of the storm, giving him the name of Set, the god of destruction in the desert, viewing him as her eternal lover. And it all starts with a war, with the hero chanting: "The awe of the king is displayed at this moment. Witness the power that shakes the heavens and the earth!" ___________________ This is a Translation.. So, you can credit the original 'Author: Merlin You Have No Feelings' ...he has written a good fanfic. I'm merely translating ... if the original author wants me to remove their work, just leave a comment below msg me at.. https://www.scribblehub.com/profile/114611/abhii28/ ______ I've used chatgpt for translation with some adjustments so, only read if you can handle the words. The updates will be fast as I've got about 100 chapters in stock. (Ancient Greece–Rome–Greece..) The Story starts in Rome and then simulates to the Ancient Greece(Trojan War)...