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Heavenly Sword Saints Jian Chen was the greatest genius of the Jian Clan, the Holy Land of the Sword in the Divine Realm. Before the age of thirty, he had already shaken the world with his unmatched talent and was destined to become the next Sword Saint. But destiny is cruel. Betrayed by the woman he loved and surrounded by countless enemies who coveted the inheritances he obtained, Jian Chen fell in the Heavenfall Secret Realm. Everyone believed the greatest sword genius had died. Yet fate gave him another chance. Reborn with the memories of his past life, Jian Chen swears revenge against those who betrayed him. This time, he will surpass every genius, cut down every enemy, uncover the truth behind the conspiracy, and ascend beyond the limits of the Divine Realm. His sword will split the heavens. His name will echo through eternity. He will become the one the world fears and reveres... The Heavenly Sword Saint.

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!」

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...

【Brand New Setting】【Fully Developed System】 When you awoke, you had become an official known as "Minister of Agriculture" in a fantasy game. "Dynasty's Prosperity" version: You diligently cultivated the "Seasonal Order," from "Harmonizing Winds and Rains" to "Summoning the Winds and Commanding the Rains," from "Bountiful Grain Harvests" to "All Things Flourish," commanding the seasons and quietly developing. You achieved minor successes, joined the army on expeditions, and controlled the "Four Books of Agriculture." You froze thousands of miles of great rivers to pave the way for the army. With "Miasma" you slew enemies, "Fog Shadow" obstructed tens of thousands of troops, establishing unparalleled military exploits and rising to the position of Director of Agriculture, secretly seizing the fate of the dynasty, all falling into your hands. "Spiritual Energy Resurgence" version: You nurtured "Mountain Spirits and Wild Creatures": Twin lotus make you invulnerable to both water and fire, the Seven Star Sword cools the light across Nineteen Provinces, Parasitic Species feeding on living beings, Void Species rooting in the void to absorb the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth... You established an inner scenic area, cultivated immortal species, with "Grand Taiyi Lotus" replicating en masse! "Ancient Tree of Life" immortal and indestructible! "A true seed falls into the Dantian, can nurture spiritual sprouts for ten thousand years, one day when the cultivation is complete, my life is governed by me, not by the heavens!" "Heart fire shines like the sun, kidney water is the source, spleen stores earth, lungs refine through metal, liver sustains with qi. Using the body as the foundation, nurture original species, foster all laws, achieving the status of Shennong Dao Master !"

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 woke up. Sick, with no memories, barely even able to stand up. But hey? At least the view was good!" Welcome, WebNovel-goers, to my Fanfic "A New Sun"! Check out "A New Sun" on Questionable Questing or Fanfiction.net, the original sites this work was posted on. Specifically QQ if you wanna see extra stuff like the pic used as the cover. Also, I've got early chapters up on my Patreon (3 early chapters, in fact). Check that out here; https://patreon.com/Karmatic Updates regularly every Thursday.

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.

The Forgotten Genesis Sect In a young multiverse growing on one of the leaves of the Tree of the Beginning and the End, a quiet man lives alone in a ruined library. He writes books. Thousands of them. He believes every single one is a failure. Ash Lionheart cannot remember his own name or face. Mirrors refuse him. Still water warps him. Descriptions collapse into static before they can settle. He remembers the war that erased his home, the laughter of a civilization that refused to kneel, the scent of burning Palace halls, and the faces of those who died smiling. He remembers everything except the man at the center of it all. For ten years he has repaired shelves, cooked simple meals, and filled page after page in a desperate attempt to reconstruct himself. The books he calls failures contain cultivation paths capable of rewriting multiversal law, war records that contradict five hundred thousand years of official history, and the living doctrine of a sect that once terrified Heaven, Hell, gods, demons, and emperors alike: "No being is born to kneel." One storm-black night, a wounded Holy Daughter collapses at his gate, hunted by vagrant cultivators. She screams for help. Ash opens the door. To the world, he is a quiet library master in the wilderness the Rain Scholar, the Master of Failed Books, the Nameless Gatekeeper. To the girl he saves, he is an unfathomable hidden expert. To the ancient powers that still remember the Great War, his existence is a cosmic insult. The First Heavenly Genesis Sect was supposed to be gone. Its Palace erased. Its doctrine buried under five hundred millennia of carefully maintained lies. Yet the library is not a library. The books are not books. And the broken man who cannot see his own reflection is the last living ember of the most feared, most beloved, and most thoroughly murdered civilization in creation. As disciples begin to gather crippled geniuses, demon-blooded outcasts, cursed princesses, beastkin exiles, and the discarded of a world that measures worth by bloodline and Heaven’s approval the ruined halls start to wake. Jade slips choose their readers. The Broken Bell trembles. And every “failed” page Ash writes pulls a dead age one step closer to resurrection. The world has spent half a million years believing the Genesis Sect was a cautionary tale of chaos and corruption. It is about to discover the truth was far more dangerous: They taught freedom so completely that even Heaven looked optional. And the last disciple is still writing.

The fateful encounter with a truck sent video game developer Wu Xiaoming into a parallel world. He was now the son of a past action star, a child star who failed to accomplish much in his adult career, and a wanderer in the ethereal realm hidden behind the glamorous physical world. And ghost hunting had not only become his career, but also his way to live. Lucky for him, he brought the game he was developing with him - only that right now, HE was the one with the character panel, inventory systems and skills. It’s Haoliwood, the Hollywood in this world, and it’s full of ghosts, baby!

When Asher's prayers are answered by a demonic lord named Baal, he's thrust into a realm of ancient powers, hidden agendas, and unimaginable consequence. Will he survive the demonic ascension or succumb to it's darkness?

"This is a world-first story. The history is the story. Stay with it." The world has ended before. Not in myth. Not in metaphor. It ended completely — gods unmade reality reaching for something they were never meant to hold, and existence corrected itself the only way it knows how. It took fifty thousand years to forget. Another hundred thousand to rebuild. It is about to happen again. This is not one story. It is many — stitched together across millennia, told through the eyes of those who lived inside a world that carries its own wounds forward. A nameless being waking in a summoning circle, learning what it means to exist. A woman who hesitated when she should have fought, and traded a year of her life for knowledge that is quietly unmaking her. A girl in an apothecary being handed a promise she doesn't yet understand. They do not know each other. Not exactly. But the world remembers. It always remembers. Stay long enough and you will see how the threads connect — how every choice echoes, how every name given in love becomes a weight carried forward, how the pattern emerging beneath the history is not a mystery to be solved but a wound that never fully closed. Knowledge is the weapon. History is the scar. And somewhere in the silence between chapters — You will realize you already care.

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.”

The novel *“Endless Myth”* can be written by anyone. It is not limited to the main story; there is an infinite margin for derivative works and creative reinterpretations. Even if the world collapses, the story breaks down, the characters are fractured, gods appear, or real-life elements such as readers, authors, editors, or everyday life scenes are involved — all of it is acceptable. Fragments and side stories serve to expand this space of allowance. You may take one of these pieces as a starting point to create your own story. You may also turn it into illustrations, generate images or videos with AI, or create text. Fragments are a declaration of acceptance. ※I use AI tools in my creative work.

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 ........................ you can access 60+ advance chapter on Patreon:- patreon.com/Stories_hub739

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?

When Jack Conners took a no name streamer's challenge to Speedrun the game faster than they did, the last thing he expected was to be Isekai'd to the world of Elden Ring as the Tarnished, with Queen Marika the Eternal as his System Admin to boot. Well, since he was already there; he might as well Become the Elden Lord and start Fixing the Lands Between, One Death at a Time. ... Love interests in mind are Marika, Melina and, of course, Ranni. Also yes, Marika is the System Waifu.

Description: Moving past the death of his only friend and teacher. Orb heads into the world to find a way to die happy and fulfilled. Though the boy who lives in the present carries the weight of something that lived in the past. A curse, a blessing, a legacy. The story of those who carry things they should never have had to, and the choices of their lives which affect them and the world as a whole. Three chapters a week. link to cover artist: https://www.fiverr.com/winda_chu?source=inbox  Usually, somewhere between 2000 and 3000 words per chapter. Notice: This will be a long, long story, so it will be a slow burn for at least the first two arcs. But if you are interested in a long, wide-ranging story, I hope you will read. Notice 2: I will be fixing the grammar of the chapter within my story, around 5 per day, starting from 25/05/2025. I have heard the grammar in the earlier chapter has been an issue for many, and admittedly, I have always sucked at that aspect, which I have gotten a lot better at over the years, so I will be redoing that. Logs and other special chapters are not included in this five-chapter count. Notice 3: All corrections are done.

In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium, humanity stands upon the precipice of annihilation, its fate dangling by a frayed thread amidst the endless storm of war. Across the stars, the Warp boils with madness as the Dark Gods weave their eternal conspiracy, whispering blasphemies that twist reality and chain the future to their will. Yet, from beyond the veil of certainty, a figure emerges, an anomaly, a scourge upon the predestined path. The Doom Slayer! Herald of ruin, breaker of chains, scourge of demon and tyrant alike! May your blade feast upon the lifeblood of the damned. May your wrath echo through the galaxies, and may your name be etched in fire upon the bones of eternity. KAR EN TUK! Warhammer 40,000: Doom 战锤40K：毁灭战士