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Years before the Great Intercontinental War of the 5 continents, the northern continent was shaken with destruction as the Oureas moutains were reshaped. Lavastreams, acid pools and vulconoes rose on the northern pole, all of them centered around Mount Oculus, which was viewed as the cause of the earthquake. Mount Oculus looked like an eye from the air with a small central peak in it’s centre and lava surrounding it. In it's centre, the space broke and a red glow appeared, growing larger and larger until a breaking sound was heard. The red glow broke open and revealed complete darkness inside. 256 years after the Great Intercontinental war, Rohan was out in the mountains when a shockwave went throughout the world, causing large shock and destruction in many places. But that was not the main cause of panic, what followed was a message appearing, "Initiating ?????????? ??????", causing more panic.

The multiverse is wide beyond imagination, countless universes and realms with unique laws and environments. Yet even among the myriad races, there exist those pinnacle few. Mythical beings and sovereign creatures of such power that the sheer weight of their Existence sends ripples throughout not just space and time, but Fate, Karma even...the Brown.  Of course no race is truly insignificant, as even from those unblessed by the hands/ probuscises/ appendages/ etc that forged them hail champions whose legends are such that none dare take them lightly. The Dread Ziriothrax, The Twister of Time and...Vigilante-Man to name a few. Yet this is not a tale of such beings. This is a tale of a species so bizarre it exceeds multiversal minimum sanity standards to the nth degree. A species so shunned even Evolution herself disowned them. This is the tale of one such being and the disastrous mark he left on the multiverse. This is the Tale of a Trinacornagon. *** This is a serious story. Cover is drawn by a trusted colleague and co-originator of this story.

“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.

The denizens of every race outside the High Continent was called to compete amongst themselves in order to decide the Lord of All Races. They compete through tests and events created by the Supreme Will. The further they can go, the higher their chance of becoming the Lord of All Races. Zhou Zhou was one of the lucky ones to obtain a Legendary-tier lord talent, and with that he would compete amongst his peers and other external forces in order to become the Lord of All Races, or die trying. For easier decision making, the novel has the following: Kingdom Building 80% Overpowered Moments Ranking Competition Worthy Opponents Entertaining Fight Scene Interesting Side Characters Slice of Life... and More. Read it, you might just fall in love with it. Instagram: Akugbo_Larry Discord: https://discord.gg/SCZZHTVdbt

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

Before magic was turned into systems and artifacts, there was a time when mana flowed as part of life itself. Humanity lived unaware of it, until one human was born able to hear and answer that unseen force. Aslam Radianthe became the first sorcerer of humankind, mastering human magic without gods or bloodlines, and teaching others to reconnect with a power long sealed away. His knowledge reshaped lands, awakened fear among ancient beings, and challenged limits placed on humanity since the dawn of creation. Sealed beyond time and erased from history, his name faded into myth. Now, as artificial mana spreads and old structures begin to fail, the return of the First Sorcerer threatens to awaken a truth the world once tried to bury.

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 - 15+ 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

There is a silence that exists before the first word is spoken. A stillness that holds its breath before the first law is written. Some call it the Unwritten— The space between definitions, Where nothing has been decided, And everything remains possible. From that silence, realities emerge. Dimensions unfold. Gods rise and fall like sentences in a story that cannot conclude. But every story is built upon assumptions— Axioms that define what is permitted, and what is not. And every axiom, eventually, meets something that should not exist. A fragment that refuses to end. A presence that cannot be defined. A choice that was never permitted… yet still chooses. This is a journey through the architecture of existence. Through layers where time is not a flow, but a record that cannot forget. Where endings do not vanish, but remain suspended— Unfinished statements that may never resolve. Where the space between definitions is not empty, But occupied by what was never meant to persist… Yet remains. Here, the greatest threat is not destruction— It is the realization that reality itself may be unfinished— And that something within it refuses to be erased. Not out of defiance. Not out of hope. But because it chooses to continue. Welcome to the interval. Welcome to what comes after definition. Where even ending is no longer certain.

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?

Arush a failed student. burden on world and family thinking his destiny is to fail in life. as his life changes by lending or by making a choice that will shake his world for ever. makar is mythological being unpredictable while arush resmbele him and sun as his destiny will take him into nothingness

Once, He Renxiao was a force to be reckoned with—a formidable general and the unrivaled cultivator within his sect, his strength challenged only by one: his revered Shixiong, Mo Shuyi. Ruled by duty, ambition, and unwavering loyalty, He Renxiao believed his path would end in glory. But not all stories could end in a happy way.. In an act of ultimate betrayal, Mo Shuyi mercilessly shattered He Renxiao’s cultivation core, leaving the male weak and helpless. Mo Shuyi didn’t stop with Renxiao alone, however. Their Shizun was taken captive, and He Renxiao himself became a prisoner—a mere pawn used by Mo Shuyi.. In the end, Mo Shuyi ended He Renxiao's life, but He Renxiao managed to kill him too.. But death failed to silence He Renxiao. It was funny, really. Against all odds, his spirit surged once more, this time awakening within a strange construct: the Isekai System named Yin Chen. He came back, inhabiting his younger self’s body, carrying the heavy weight of all he once lost—and the memories of betrayal that haunt his every thought. Before He Renxiao can gather his bearings, fate sweeps him up again. He is assigned on a long-term mission with his mutt Shixiong, kitty Shizun, and asshole half-brother. They are exposed to many complications and people who threaten to expose their secrets, placing their lives and honor on the line. In this crucible of trials, He Renxiao is forced to confront his past. Each encounter tests his resolve, compelling him to grow beyond the limits of his old self. With every challenge, He Renxiao sharpens his insight as he's determined to break the cycle of tragedy that consumed him. He will adapt, forge new bonds, and seize every chance to divert the disaster that awaits. Against the looming shadows of betrayal, He Renxiao is resolved to reclaim his destiny and expose those who threaten all he once cherished. This time, he refuses to fall. (THIS NOVEL IS CURRENTLY UNDER REVISION BECAUSE THE AUTHOR IS SLOW AND DECIDED LAST MINUTE THIS IS NOT THE DIRECTION HE WANTED HIS NOVEL TO GO IN)

"Transported into the world of Greek mythology, Hades finds himself trapped within Cronus's stomach. Refusing to let his divine essence be suppressed, Hades uses his power of 'Underworld Wealth' to create a double. Taking advantage of the moment Cronus devours Poseidon, he uses the distraction to slip away unnoticed. Scarred by the experience, Hades vows that one day, he will 'repay' his father in full."

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 world does not want a savior; it wants a weapon it can control. When the light of his world was extinguished by a Seele, a young boy’s grief gave birth to a terrifying resolve. Paralyzed no longer, he claimed the burden of the "Scarecrow"—a protector destined to stand in the center of the carnage, wielding a fierce, blue-tinted flame that burns with a heat the world has grown to loathe. In this era, such a Gift is no beacon of hope; it is a cursed anomaly, marking him as a pariah even as he serves as humanity's shield. His mission is fueled by a selfish vow: he has seen the worst this world has to offer, and he will slaughter every Seele in existence to ensure no one else has to witness that horror. But the Scarecrow does not burn for himself. Every searing blast of blue fire is for the one soul he refused to lose—the girl who remains his only home in a world of wreckage. She is his final tether to reality, the reason behind his crusade, and the only anchor keeping his humanity from being consumed by his own Blue Rage. Together with Squad Segment 663, he is deployed under the cold, calculating gaze of The Skulls—architects of a system where lives are merely data points on a probability monitor. From forgotten borders to decaying strongholds, they are the U.W.D.S.’s most efficient tools of "purification." Yet, in the silence between battles, a mysterious figure lingers. An unnamed guide who speaks in echoes, she is a weeping contradiction who offers a haunting comfort that feels ancient and dangerously familiar. As the squad faces the encroaching darkness of the Seele and the rising threat of a rival power, the "Scarecrow" must decide: is he truly a hero, or just a broken child enforcing his trauma on a world that already hates him? In a war where trust is a liability, the people he protects may be the first to call him a traitor.

The greatest enemy of mankind, an Arch Deofol that reads a future like a book, read it to a vain noble, Rotsard Vallhall. The story was about a great hero who would save their world, but in that story, Rotsard was only a third-rate, stepping-stone villain who died in shame within two years. After finishing, the Arch Deofol mocked Rotsard. If he changes the main points of the story and saves himself, mankind is doomed. If he chooses to save mankind and not interfere, his own life, his very soul, will be forfeit in the most pitiful and shameful way. What it wanted to do was to throw Rotsard into despair that would sweeten his soul, the Arch Deofol would then devour. What it didn't account for, was how spiteful the young noble was.

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 50 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 era of Universal Lordship has come to this world, bringing many opportunities and challenges for humans. At the age of eighteen, each person can acquire territory and participate in the Lord's continent, which will determine whether they can move into a vast world or die in mediocrity. Thousands of years after the start of this era Neo looked up at the sky waiting for his opportunity, the opportunity to change his life and move toward a grander goal. All lords choose an easy route and select a race that already exists but he wished to go against the current, so even if it was looked down upon he created his own race bravely and swore to fight tooth and nail for success. This is the story of his journey as he walks step by step toward a grander future.

The sins of man had been cleansed off the surface of the Earth, thrown into a different world to manifest into a realm of unmistakable evil, malevolence and certain death... That was what the regular humans thought. Those bestowed with the keys to enter this desecrated realm, knew there was more to it. It was a realm of countless realities, possibilities, laws and stories. And each time the bestowed, the Prophets step into this Realm, they would experience fables and transmigrate into brand new worlds, to conquer these stories, so that the bad ones don't manifest on Earth. A strange boy found no place on Earth, but was bestowed with a key to experience these countless words as a Prophet, so that he may try again to find where exactly he belonged. But that was not his only motivation for traversing this Realm of wonder and yet, extreme danger. He also does it to find a cure for his misfortune. For you see, although humans were made from clay, he was created from countless CURSES.

The white lotus, a legendary artifact rumored to contain the very secrets of the soul, granted unimaginable power to its wielder. Countless Magi from across the universe waged an epic battle for it. But when the dust settled, the lotus vanished, awaiting to be inherited by the destined one. Adam dreamed of escaping poverty, yearning for a life of riches and comfort. Yet, in a world ruled by arcane spellcasters, achieving such a dream meant becoming one himself. But learning magic was a costly pursuit, one that required talent and resources he did not possess. Until one day, everything changed when he stumbled upon a mysterious white lotus... *** Discord: discord.gg/w4vACWwfSv Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/esenel

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)...