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That day the sun set and never rose again............... Author Spotlight: Chen Dong — WebNovel's legendary titan behind global phenomena like 'Perfect World', 'The Sacred Ruins' and'World of Longevity‘— returns with his most ambitious saga yet. Crowned among the platform's all-time greats, this master of epic worldbuilding has dominated fiction charts for many times, with multiple novels adapted into hit games. When this trailblazer drops a new book, millions brace for sleepless nights.

The ancient Buddha's head was stolen by a monster with a human body and a sheep's head. The Ghost buried an eye in the Buddha's temple, and from then on, the world's fire was extinguished, and darkness engulfed the continent. To combat the Ghost' invasion, the gods of day and night were born between heaven and earth. This is a narrative passed down for generations by storytellers. What was the true nature of the ancient Buddha, the Ghost, and the wandering gods of day and night on the once great continent? Perhaps, traces can be found in a troupe named 'Zhou Family Troupe.' The Zhou Family Troupe, is a troupe that performs operas specifically for the dead...

Chen Xi looks at the soldier who just threw a rock weighing a few hundred kilograms away and looks at the sky speechlessly. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty? It doesn't make sense to see Lu Bu single-handedly cut through the ten-thousand-strong cavalry. Zhao Zilong ends up truly possessed by a dragon soul. Is he really human? Dian Wei single-handedly defends Cao Cao as they storm out of the enemy camp and slaughters a few thousand cavalry of the enemy. His combat strength is off the charts! Is there something wrong? Chen Xi touches a goose feather fan and fans it. A strong gale blows and he sighs. "This must be some mythical story, right? Even I'm not normal anymore."

I died, and ended up meeting three goddesses. They gave me the chance to reincarnate and also gave me three wishes. Maybe I will become a king? or maybe something bigger? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rewrite

If you have a golden apple, who would you give it to? At the banquet, Lorne, who was invited, saw the golden apple on the plate engraved with the words "To the Fairest," as well as the three goddesses in front of him caught in a dispute. The matter was quite troublesome and anyone would be panicked however, Not him. He smiled, picked up a knife and completed the process in three steps. The first step was to peel the skin, and he gave the peel to Aphrodite. "To be honest, you are indeed quite beautiful. As a layer of skin, it’s still passable." The second step was to cut the flesh, and he gave the flesh to Hera. "You are the queen of heaven, but everyone on Olympus, from eight hundred years old to the beasts, can cuckold you, including men, women, and even goats. Since your dignity is already lost, I’ll give you the substance." The third step was to give the remaining core to Athena. "You were supposed to be born as a male god to inherit Zeus’s throne, but because of Zeus, you lost your seed. So, I’ll give you this seed." And it was done.. Looking at Aphrodite, clenching her fists, Hera, raising her scepter, Athena, summoning her spear and shield, Lorne quickly stepped back, firmly shielding the goddess of discord, Eris, in front of him. "And you still want to be the goddess of discord? Look at me, I made them unite in an instant. Even your provocation isn’t as effective as mine." "..." Looking at the Greek gods around them sharpening their knives, Eris fell into silence. . . . There are around 700 chaps in the original and considering all extra NSFW, I'm going to write around 750 chaps or something, so enjoy.. For advanced chapters, consider joining my Patreon.. Patreon.com/abhi28

Imagine trying to live a peaceful life. Now imagine being really bad at it. That's basically the story. Everything else is just consequences

Adrian Lunar suddenly found himself thrown into the world of supernaturals when his mother was murdered and his sister abducted by a demon. Bitten by a rabid wolf on the verge of his death he was turned into the first ever werewolf. Driven by revenge, with the help of a witch whose memories were stolen by a demon. They solved the cases of the supernatural to help those harmed by them like they were while also searching for the demon who took his sister and the witch's memories.

Renjiro wakes up not in his apartment, but at the gates of Orario, the labyrinth city where gods walk among mortals and adventurers risk their lives in the Dungeon. Except he didn’t arrive empty-handed. Somehow, he brought with him the “Genshin System” a cheat-like power that lets him transform into Aether, summon Lumine and Paimon, and even bring to life the characters and weapons he sketches. His very first mission forces him to choose a Familia… and the only options are the villain ones: Freya. Soma. Ishtar. Hermes. Apollo. Ikelos. Ares. Every single path is a trap. Every choice could mean slavery, death, or worse. But refusal? That means immediate annihilation. Armed with nothing but wit, Genshin knowledge, and a burning will to survive, Renjiro has to gamble everything in this dangerous game between gods. Each step pulls him deeper into schemes, temptations, and rivalries far beyond what he bargained for. And when even the goddess of beauty herself takes an interest in him… he learns one thing fast: In Orario, sometimes the only way to live….is to kneel, bluff, and bite back harder than anyone expects.

Legend has it, he is the hero Griffith, who, with a single recitation of his Noble Phantasm, made all the Greek heroes chant chuunibyou style lines 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 ... ______ I've used AI for translation during the earlier chapters, so read only if you can beat it...After 100, I've used Web version and translated it myself with Grammarly as tool. Ok that's it. I'll write NSFW scenes myself, when they appear. Also, I won't be dropping it. (Ancient Greece–Rome–Greece..) The Story starts in Rome and then simulates to the Ancient Greece(Trojan War)... ....... For more info you can visit: Patreon.com/abhi28

Hang on with me for a second, as the first few chapters might be a bit confusing; however, it will all be solved in the meantime. Eternal Malediction is a fantasy novel with elements of psychological pain and growth. It follows the main character, Roy Shyam, a cynical yet compassionate 17-year-old cursed with the ability of transmigration, bound by an entity whose obsession with him ensures he can never escape. Every time Roy dies, he is transmigrated to another universe, a new version of him. Entering the life of each universe's Roy while facing subtle to absurd circumstances. This eternal malediction breaks down his identity and prevents him from speaking of it, which summons the being, causing him to go back in time to a place he was before. We are then introduced to another version of Roy, one where our Roy has yet to take over his body; he emerges in a society where continents, countries and law thrive through the use of prana, a force that connects life, will and reality. Here, Roy forms a faction called Nova in Veil and draws the attention of the Celestial Watch, the protector of the land where he lives. The plot moves from intimate suffering to the rebirth of a new character, culminating in his choices about memory, fate and what it exactly means to live.

Some men are born into destiny. Others are cursed by it. In the golden age of the Arab world, where Sultanates rise and fall on the edge of a blade and magic flows through the very soul of every living thing, a child was born in the palace of Faras under a sky that made the Saints tremble. They saw many futures. Most of them ended in the destruction of the world. Shehzade Ali al-Shirazi enters the world with a weak Rooh and a prophecy that follows him like a shadow. Rooh al-Shamoos, the Dark Sun, a fusion of fire and shadow so rare and so volatile that the Saint delivered a single quiet verdict to Sultan Bahram al-Shirazi. Kill the boy. Before the boy kills the world. The Sultan could not do it. The child was the last memory of Begum Maryam al-Shirazi, the woman he loved above his throne and lost in the same breath he gained an heir. So instead he built a cage of silk and called it protection. The finest tutors. The highest walls. A prince kept carefully distant from a world the Sultan feared his son would one day consume. Ali grows up knowing two things with equal certainty. That his father loves him, and that his father is afraid of him. He does not know why. Nobody would tell him why. So he finds his own answers in the dark. On the rooftops of Shiraz, where the Sultan's eye cannot follow, a different version of Ali exists. Al-Barez. The Black Thief. He moves through the night like a rumor, stealing from the corrupt and returning what was taken to those the powerful have forgotten. The streets worship him. The nobles curse him. Nobody connects the phantom of the rooftops to the fragile prince who never leaves the palace. Nobody except the Wazir who has been watching far more carefully than anyone realized. When Ali's double life is laid bare before his father, the Sultan's grief and fury collapse into a single devastating decision. The prophecy warned him. The Saint warned him. No cage, however gilded, can hold a Dark Sun. Ali is banished from Faras with nothing but the clothes on his back and a mark on his inner wrist he has carried since birth. A small dark sigil that has never glowed, never spoken, existing quietly like a word written in a language the world has forgotten how to read. Cast into a world he only ever watched from above, Ali falls hard and fast. Debt and desperation deliver him into the hands of a merchant in Basra who recognizes useful when he sees it. A sharp mind, sharper instincts and nothing left to lose. Ali works. He survives. He learns what the palace never taught him. That the real Arab world has teeth and does not care about prophecies or the colour of a man's Rooh. But the merchant has his own agenda. And the road he points Ali down leads in one direction. Misr. A burned mansion stands abandoned at the edge of the city, cursed in the memory of all who knew it, its secrets buried under a decade of ash. Nobody goes there. Nobody dares. Whatever happened inside those walls left a wound that never fully closed. Ali goes there anyway. What he finds will crack open everything he thought he knew about himself. His weak Rooh, his cursed mark, the Saint's prophecy and a shadow organization moving quietly through every Sultanate in the Arab world like a rot nobody has yet named. The Saint saw two futures above all others. In one, Rooh al-Shamoos burns the Arab world to nothing. In the other, it is the only thing that saves it. The secret buried in Misr will decide which future Ali walks toward. But first he must answer something the prophecy never accounted for. Whether a man born under a dark destiny is bound to follow it. Or whether he is the one person capable of breaking it entirely.

What if GT Goku was reborn in the Z timeline... and casually revealed Super Saiyan to Vegeta on Day 1? "Krillin... you're my best friend." Goku's seen Krillin die. Yamcha die. Piccolo die. He's watched Earth burn and his granddaughter grow up fighting monsters he created by overusing the Dragon Balls. Then he sacrificed everything to stop the Shadow Dragons and died for good. Except he didn't. He woke up on Snake Way in Age 762. One year before Vegeta arrives. Thirty years before everything goes to hell. This time's different. He's not letting anyone die. Gohan gets to be a scholar. Vegeta's getting his pride shattered early. And those Dragon Balls? He's leaving them alone. Problem is, this isn't his timeline. Old Kai tells him about Beerus—a God of Destruction who makes the Shadow Dragons look like jokes. He'll wake up in 20 years. Goku needs his tail back. He needs Super Saiyan 4. He needs to become stronger than gods. P.S: Goku is not the only reincarnator in the series! For Advance 100 Chapters head to my Patreon! pat reon.com/AlphaSenatus This is a translation project. I do not own anything! Raws: 龙珠：超六悟空

The life of an ordinary man transforms into a legend in another world a world filled with struggles for survival, where only the strongest live and their existence continues. The hero takes us on a journey to another fantastical world, one where we find strange creatures and events that are closer to fantasy than reality. The legend of Zeus returns once again, bringing with it many challenges for him and his descendants. Will he succeed in enduring them? This is what we will discover through the events of this novel.

Kamina died as he lived-screaming defiance into the face of fate. But death, it seems, wasn’t the end. Dragged from the battlefield of the Spiral King into the soul-crushing depths of the City, Kamina awakens in a world where hope is currency and mercy is a myth. The only law is profit written in blood. Districts rot from the inside, ruled by Syndicates, Wings, and the Head no one has ever seen-but everyone fears. He has no mech. No brothers. No drill. Only a sword, a shattered sky, and an unbreakable spirit. Now, in a city built to erase dreamers, Kamina dares to burn. He won’t play by the City’s rules. He won’t bend. He won’t break. And if the world wants to crush the fire out of him-He’ll light it up from the inside and make it watch.

The Old World is gone. A New World has risen from its ashes—a world governed by a New Order where nations must conquer and destroy one another to secure their survival. There can only be one victor. And the only way for the war to end… is the way it began. With blood. Ikemefuna awakens in this brutal world with no memories of who he was or how he came to be there. Weakness is prey. Strength is law. Humanity is nothing more than a luxury few can afford. But Ikemefuna has something even more dangerous than power: a past he cannot remember. Forced into captivity and thrown into a world where everything is waiting to devour him, he must build himself from nothing while uncovering the truth behind his existence. Who was Ikemefuna before he lost his memories? Why does this world seem strangely connected to him? And what will happen when the forgotten past of a boy who knows nothing about himself finally catches up with him? His journey begins in chains. The System reveal will be a bit down the line but bear with me

A harsh universe reduces reality to a cruel binary. Demands sides between deity against devil, light against darkness, hope against despair, and love against apathy. Tellus, the center planet of mankind in a solar system. in this sci-fi world with a system where personal growth and life are nothing more than data points and code. Suddenly wake up to a supernatural system that gives humanity the power to use magic. The veil of reality rips, and various narratives gleam like constellations. They carry the divine judgment of mankind like cruel judges and audiences. Einsamer Stern, a teen, he was never meant to know what life is. Forced to survive a deadly survival game held worldwide by shadow organizations and divine beings inside a story that demands his deletion from the script of tyrannical celestial rulers. What happens when a pawn breaks the script for true sovereignty? Who are you when the light goes out? You are the light even in darkness. :)

Solo mi opinion sobre los niveles de poder.

In the spring of year 6823 of the New Calendar, Lu Xuan, an unregistered resident of the Federation, hid outside a high school classroom and secretly learned a Cultivation Skill, embarking on the path of Cultivation. On the same day, he returned home and had a dream, just as he always did. In the dream, he was in the Guardian Storage Room during the Spring and Autumn Period in Chinese history（770-481 BCE）, and the current Keeper of the Records was named Li Er, also known as Laozi. Later, Lu Xuan dreamed that he became the succeeding Keeper of the Records, became Confucius's second teacher, became the senior brother of Zhang Daoling, the Ancestral Celestial Master, and became the honorary father of the First Emperor... Even later, someone unearthed a roll of bamboo slips from the ground, on which an event was recorded. [The eighteenth Keeper of the Records, Lu Xuan, his Sword Qi like a waterfall, assassinated Duke Huan of Qi in his bedchamber]

They called the Abyss a place where even gods disappeared. Across kingdoms and ruined lands, hunters chase whispers of an unknown existence tied to vanishings, distortions, and something darker than death itself. Meanwhile, a silent traveler walks alone through the world with no memory of who he truly is. He does not know why animals avoid him. Why the forest grows quiet around him. Why people feel something wrong before he even speaks. And he does not know the most terrifying truth of all— The being the world fears may already be walking among them. As strange forces begin noticing his existence, reality itself starts reacting in ways it cannot explain. Hunters close in. Ancient powers awaken. And somewhere beyond the edges of the known world, something waits for him to remember. But the human body he walks in is only a vessel. And if what sleeps inside it fully awakens— the world may not survive it. Nihilfire Reborn: God on a Vessel — A dark atmospheric fantasy about identity, restrained destruction, and a presence the world was never meant to contain.

This is a world with only oceans, through which scattered are countless small islands and treasures. With swords, gunpowder, sailing ships, and most important, the Treasure Hunting System, Alka is ready to dominate the oceans! 「Map detected」 「Scanning for Treasure」 「Scan complete」 「Happy Treasure hunting!」