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Other heroes reincarnate as warriors, mages, or assassins. Me? I got the Janitor System. Sweep for a hundred hours or die. Wipe windows to unlock legendary gear. Mop until my arms fall off just to earn the 'Divine Mop of Kirin.' Oh, and surprise! My surname is Odinson~ Which sounds cool, until I found that my ancestral family are murderous nobles who see me as nothing but disposable trash. Too bad for them. In this world, I clean house in more ways than one—

In a multiverse of infinite layers, Kael Veyris emerges as a singularity of power. He does not merely fighthe reshapes wars, redefines enemies, and rewrites the rules of life itself. As gods, titans, and cosmic entities attempt to challenge him, Kael’s reality warping abilities leave them powerless. But absolute power comes at a cost. With every law he bends and soul he claims, Kael must confront the fragility of identity, morality, and the infinite consequences of reshaping existence itself. wiki: the-architect-of-existence.fandom.com

Saul Edenhof is a genius archaeologist, a newly awakened Extractor, and the only person standing between a hidden society of reality-benders and total cosmic collapse. His power? Temporal Desynchronization. He can lag reality, split his own timeline, and break the sequence of cause and effect. His enemies? Cults that worship pain, scholars who trade memories for power, and a rival whose attacks literally cannot be dodged. His protector? A lazy, arrogant housecat named Mr. Snuggles, who happens to be an entity so terrifying that the gods themselves sealed him away. Saul just wants to survive the week. Mr. Snuggles just wants his ice cream. Unfortunately for the universe, someone just spilled the bowl.

“In an age where knowledge cuts deeper than knives, Victoria is about to learn far more than is safe for any soul to bear.” Victoria and Robert were torn from the gentle dullness of their ordinary century and cast into a realm governed by proto-concepts—those ancient, unblinking truths from which life, death, and divinity themselves are carved. Proclaimed “Heroes” by a world too desperate to question its own choices, they were commanded to rise in strength, confront a Demon Lord, and deliver salvation to a land that had never been theirs. Robert donned the mantle with the fervour of a man stepping into destiny. Victoria… hesitated. And in that hesitation, something old—older than scripture, older than light—turned its gaze toward her. She felt its attention like a draft through a locked room. In a moment poised between terror and terrible understanding, she accepted its offer: a contract sealed in silence, a year of her life exchanged for a thing that should never have been permitted to exist. Not in this world. Not in any. She did not yet grasp that, in straying from the Hero’s ordained path, she had not merely shifted her fate— she had begun to unwrite the very scaffolding of her humanity. Now Victoria walks like a phantom through a world that has marched on without her— one year behind the celebrated Hero, yet burdened with an insight so sharp it threatens to cut her free from mortality itself. She can now trespass upon knowledge forbidden to scholars, sorcerers, or even those who stand at the pinnacle of human mastery. She commits the kind of acts whispered only of beings who have stepped beyond the human threshold… and never returned. And in a world built on primordial, immovable truths, one truth endures: Knowledge is power. But power, when mishandled, becomes a curse that devours its bearer— quietly, inevitably, like rot beneath embroidered silk.

Laia Hayes is just the broke orphan scholarship kid of Aetheris Academy, scraping by on night shifts and skipped meals. All she wants for her 18th realm awakening is a tiny pocket domain, a handful of casual worshippers, and just enough faith tax to cover her tuition. No power games, no fanatic batteries, just a quiet, normal life. Too bad the refugees she picked up from the Chaos Sea aren't what they seem. That ragtag bunch of runaways? They're actually the most powerful overlords of every race—dragon lords, elven archmages, demon princes, even the queen of the rakkasra swarm. They're on the run from a tyrant Greater God, and they're convinced Laia is a hidden Overgod, slumming it among mortals to hide from the world. Now Laia's accidentally built a realm where her "fake refugee believers" are building starships, forging legendary weapons, and revolutionizing industry, turning her tiny pocket realm into the most powerful domain in existence. Everyone at the academy thinks she's the strongest god in the world. And Laia? She's just trying to figure out why her refugees are paying her so much tax that she can afford a hundred new awakening crystals. Who knew the quiet life would turn her into the most powerful god alive?

I inexplicably traveled through time and space and became Ares, the god of war in Greek mythology, but something seemed wrong with this world. "Ever since the Wandering Star Soldier shattered the original godhead, the world has been divided into several pieces..." "What is the Wandering Star Soldier? Can you please explain it more clearly?" "I have received a prophecy that in the future Zeus will be overthrown by a demigod named Kratos, and the Age of Gods will end..." ........................ This is a translation RAW 最苟战神阿瑞斯 ........................ For the advance chapter visit Patreon:- patreon.com/Stories_hub739 you can buy me a cup of cofee: https://www.paypal.me/UtkarshKumar96 Find your 5 free advanced chapters here: Omnicalctools.online

Nyctophobia. Intense fear of the darkness or of the Night. It was unexplainable, unfortunately, Luke had no real reason or understanding of what caused this. He was called the unluckiest man alive, but at the same time, he had the ability to conquer most of what was thrown at him. Bored of what this reality had to offer him, Luke was ecstatic to see what Gensis2076 would show him. It was a VRMMORPG created by genius scientist Kenny Smith. It was a game like no other, it was more than realistic. Luke saw this as an opportunity to escape from his rather stagnant lifestyle. Unfortunately for him, no matter where he went, along with his best friend, the only other thing that would follow him was his horrible luck. He had the ability to face off against anything, but what could he do when he was partnered with the one thing he feared the most, the Night. Current Release rate: 3 chapters a week For any [email protected] Discord- Lil Uzi Hurt#3988 Also, I'm not a professional author and don't consider myself anywhere close to one as well, as I continue to write I can assure you my quality will improve (^_^) // // // Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The cover picture is not owned by me, email me if you want it taken down (^-^)

Every once in a while a story comes along in which a Protagonist demolishes through every hurdle with perfect ease, in a manner that seems Godlike in all aspects, you probably already guessed….. this is not that story, it’s nowhere near that story. Join Cassius as he traverses the truth of reincarnation and undergoes hellish back-breaking training for every single ounce of power that means little in the face of adversity. To go on an adventure that will shape history forever, an adventure he wants no part of.

Let's go over the list, shall we? Two weeks until the world ends? Checked. A woman I’m doomed to watch die at the end of the world? Checked. An evil organisation trying to ruin my family's divinity? Checked. Plus a primordial evil awakening? Can't make it too easy now, can you? Checked. Too much for one god, but destiny's a bitch and I'm already late, so I won't complain.

Arthur Moreau vanished during a live broadcast. No warning. No transition. No last words. One moment he was finishing a world event in front of four hundred thousand viewers. The next, he was gone entirely, 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 skills are real now. The strings are real. The puppets move, and what they touch does not reset. In a world fracturing between an empire in succession, a republic bleeding from the inside, and gods who can die and apparently do, one man with no allegiances and no name anyone knows is building something. Not an army. Not a throne. A web. Quiet. Patient. Precise. House of Puppets is a story about control, belief, and the specific cost of choosing to matter in a world that was not built for you. The puppeteer pulls the strings. But someone always holds his.

I wanted nothing more than an ordinary life—free from crushing debt and the endless corporate grind. Instead, I died. And when I opened my eyes, I was in ancient Rome. My father? Gaius Julius Caesar—the man destined to rule, or ruin, the Republic. But history is written in blood. If I do nothing, my new family will be swept away by the coming political firestorm. Power is survival in Rome, and I intend to survive. Armed with modern knowledge, I will reshape the Roman Republic—through banking, insurance, industry, and new political strategies. Rome will never be the same. ============================================== What to Expect: - A grounded story set in the Roman Republic (BCE) - Technological innovation, business, military campaigns, Senate politics, and diplomacy - Based on real history—its religions, places, and historical figures - Smart MC using future knowledge to solve problems - 5 chapters a week, M-F - 10+ chapters ahead on patreon (https://www.patreon.com/cw/MinchoNyangi) ============================================== MinchoNyangi here!  This is the official English edition of [카이사르의 아들이 되었다]. This story was a hit in Korea with over 2 million views(Naver Series), and I have personally revised and expanded this definitive edition specifically for English readers. You won't find this version anywhere else—not even in Korea. Note: This is the only official translation provided by the author. Any versions found on other sites except Royal Road, Webnovel are pirated copies. If you enjoy the story, please support the author by reading the official release here. Thank you

leo heart is the young master of the heart famiy the strongest family in earth. leo dream is to be a breader,and discovers the path of beast evolution.

Once, Lucifell was an angel. A healer whose touch could mend broken bodies and dying souls. But one decision on a battlefield changed everything. Branded a traitor by Heaven, stripped of his wings, and cast down to the mortal world, Lucifell was forced to live among humans—carrying a cruel curse. He can still heal. But every wound he heals becomes his own. Now serving as the War Commander of the Mournvale Kingdom, Lucifell has become a legend feared across battlefields. A strategist who never loses. A man soldiers whisper about in the dark. They call him... The Nightbringer. But while Lucifell builds his legends in the world of mortals, a far greater storm is approaching. The armies of the Underworld are rising once again. And leading them is the one person Lucifell never wished to see again. Leinca. The woman he once loved in a paradise that should never have existed. Now she stands as the War Commander of the Underworld. Enemies by fate. Bound by a forgotten past. When Heaven, Hell, and the kingdoms of men collide, only one truth remains: The war that will decide the fate of all realms has already begun.

A saga of gods, mortals, and the war against the End. When the old gods fade and new ones fracture, darkness finds its chance. Across forgotten villages and cursed lands, fractured faiths awaken—Slavic deities, Gods, angels, saints, witches, monks and hunters—each clinging to crumbling power as the Devil moves unseen. From broken forests to holy empires, scattered souls rise to resist the coming storm. Bound by fate, divided by belief, they must decide what to protect: their gods, their people… or something greater. Because in the end, when heaven falls and hell awakens— Only the last faith will stand.

Animals that people once loved suddenly turned into magical beasts and turned the world upside down. With the mines destroyed and later occupied by magical beasts, humanity was starved of the resources needed to continue fighting them. Fortunately, beings from another world lent their power to humans in the form of avatars. Every human would awaken an avatar and use its power to grow stronger and fight against the beasts. Yet Auric found himself unable to awaken a single avatar. An avatar wasn’t supposed to leave the body of its partner, but his father’s avatar—the black dragon—mysteriously appeared before him, unraveling a series of secrets he had never known before. Did he really fail to awaken an avatar? What exactly was an avatar? Did they really come from another world?

“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!"

The story takes place in the modern era in Stuttgart, Germany. It was an ordinary day when Star Torch and his girlfriend were on a date Without warning, a man of inhuman power — capable of bending the earth itself — launched an assault on the city. Caught in the chaos, Star Torch found himself face to face with the attacker. The battle was one-sided .Yet for reasons not yet revealed, Star Torch emerged victorious. His girlfriend did not .Drowning in madness, Star Torch made a promise to her corpse: i will find her. What follows is his descent, Star Torch turns criminal, dismantling a hidden group that controls power from the shadows. He awaking his inhuman power . He travels through the Iron Maze. He leaves Earth. He loses his memory. He meets the Four Archons. The Archons do not rule as kings. They rule as saviors — each governing a quarter of the world according to its own law: One quarter ruled by Magic. One quarter ruled by the Will of Life. One quarter ruled by Nanotech. One quarter ruled by Mutation. Then Star Torch forces the world to build a fifth

Thousands of years ago, a cataclysmic explosion erupted from Earth's core, flooding the world with mana. This primal energy marks its chosen with the Weaver's brand. If it selects you, prove your worth in the Realm of Shattered Dreams—the fractured border between reality and the void. Noel hates this cursed magic world. It stole his family, turned his parents indifferent, branded him a failure, and crushed his dream of scholarly pursuit. Why unravel the universe's mysteries when everyone dismisses them as "mana"? They wield its power without questioning its origins. He craves a quiet life, free from glowing runes and blood rituals. But one storm-lashed night, the mark claws into his flesh, hurling him into the Realm of Shattered Dreams—a nightmare hellscape where buried fears congeal into twisted dream-spawns. These abominations hunt with insatiable malice, whispering his deepest shames. No spells. No mentors. No mercy. Just Noel, his wits, and the will to survive. He must scavenge shards of forgotten dreams, solve sanity-shattering riddles, and butcher horrors amid psychological terror and body horror—all while the mark devours his resolve. One misstep, and he becomes the monster. What to Expect: • Brutal litrpg survival with dream-forged progression. • Polished, complex power system with clear strength tiers. • Reluctant anti-hero forging power from despair. • High cosmology; slow-burn start. Strong female leads (and more than one). Will Noel shatter the realm... or himself?

[Warning! Slice of Life at Core!] "Are you trying to tell me that the man who made the entire Northern continent tremble works in a flimsy bar? And he's a Water Mage???" The Emperor asked his knight. "Yes, sir. I saw him with my own eyes. He has two pet dragons and—" "Good gods! The legendary dragons that historically disdain humans as his pets?! We must have this man as our own at all cost!" The Emperor screamed in amusement, "Say, when you approached this man to speak with him, what was his reaction?" The knight gulped. "He... offered my men and I drinks, and told us to tell you, the Emperor, to visit his bar sometime." The Emperor's eyes widened, and narrowed back as he smiled. "Well, I just might." ______ Maxwell Duvon Belognia was once a reject, kicked out of his noble house for his lack of talent. His noble family was one that had produced reputable flame mages for ages, and Maxwell, who had an affinity to the water element, was a good-for-nothing. Disowned by his family, he ventured out into the world to build his own solid ground, and discovered that his talent in the path of water was much more than his family had ever imagined. Along his journey, he made friends that he loved more than his own blood, allies that could give their lives up just for his sake, and the best of all — he fell in love with a woman who gave him her heart and her soul. Until an unfortunate, world ending disaster struck on his world, ending everything dear to Maxwell in just a few seconds, including the love of his life. Luckily — or unluckily — Maxwell and his friend barely survived, thrust into a different, ruthless world where they had to grow stronger and struggle to survive. Years later, they became transcendent beings who ventured into the vast cosmos where they still fought to claim a place. They became gods. During all his years of constant struggling, fighting and ascending, Maxwell never forgot the love he lost. Regret ate at him. If only he was strong as he was now that he steadily approached the end of his being. Just when he thought his soul would fade away without ever seeing his love again... "Why don't we break one of the ten absolute rules proffered by the Celestial King?" His friend suggested. Maxwell's eyes widened. "What rule?" "Regression." And so, after fighting to go against the will of fate and the heavens themselves, Maxwell's soul finally regressed with eons worth of knowledge to the time when he was just a mortal, kicked out of his noble house. The best part? All his divine authorities as a god — although weakened — were still linked to his soul, including his pocket dimension which held his treasures. And because of this, to the eyes of everyone in his world, Maxwell was a ridiculously overpowered being. As news of this enigmatic, overpowered water mage spread amongst the four continents of the world Cryst, every monarch and every major power desired him for themselves. But the man in question? "I've lived a life full of suffering, battles and wars. Now, with this second chance, I just want to live a calm life. To do that, I'll have to stop the world-ending disaster coming in a few years. But for now..." He opened the door to his bar, smiling as he gazed at his customers which consisted of legendary mages, legendary mercenaries, divine healers, knights and the rest, all waiting to recruit him. Finally, his warm gaze rested on his wife, waiting for him behind the counter. "This is enough." ______________________ Ahem–! 50 powerstones = 1 extra chapters ‎100 powerstones = 2 extra chapters ‎50 Golden tickets = 5 extra chapters ‎A castle = 10 extra chapters