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The Regressed SSS-Rank Water Mage Wants To Live a Calm Life

"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." ______ Once upon a time, Maxwell Duvon Belognia was a reject. In fact, he was kicked out of his noble house for his lack of talent! And to top it all off, his noble family was one that had produced reputable flame mages for ages! Maxwell, who had an affinity to water magic, was a good-for-nothing reject. Disowned by his family, he ventured out into the world to build his own solid ground, and he discovered that his talent in the path of water was much more than his family had ever imagined. And along the way, 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. Maxwell was a happy man. But... ...Unfortunately, a world ending disaster struck on his world. And in just a few seconds, Maxwell lost everything dear to him. Including the love of his life who he'd just had an argument with few hours ago. He couldn't even remember what the reason for that argument was, but he knew it was his fault. To top it all off, Maxwell and his friend who barely survived were saved by a nameless being, dragged and thrown into another world. There, in that devastating world, the water mage and his friend struggled to survive. To live, they had to fight. To fight, they had to grow stronger. And so they fought for years, eventually growing strong enough to leave that world and venture into the vast cosmos. But the wider universe wasn't any much different from that cruel world. They still had to fight to claim a place. Until finally, they rose to the position of divinity and became gods. During all these years of constant struggling, fighting and ascending, Maxwell never forgot his love. The pain of his loss clawed at his heart at every given moment. How ironic it was for a god to fall victim to the pain of mortals. Maxwell was steadily approaching the end of his being. And just when he thought his soul would fade without seeing his love again... "Why don't we break one of the ten absolute rules proffered by the Celestial King to restrict the workings of gods?" His friend suggested. Maxwell's eyes widened. "What rule?" He asked. "Regression." And so, after fighting to go against the will of the Guardians, gods and celestials of the twenty four heavens, Maxwell's soul finally regressed with eons worth of knowledge... ...To the time when he was just kicked out of his noble house. And the best part? All his divine authorities as a god — although weakened — were still linked to his soul, including his pocket space which held his treasures. And because of this, to the eyes of everyone on his planet, Maxwell was a ridiculously overpowered being. When news of this enigmatic, overpowered water mage spread amongst the four continents of Cryst, every monarch and every major power wanted him for themselves. But the man in question? "I've lived a life full of suffering, battles and wars. Now, with the second chance that came with my regression, I just want to live a calm life. And to do that, I'll have to stop the world ending disaster that'll come in a few years. But for now..." He opened the door to his bar, smiling as he gazed at his customers and his wife waiting for him behind the counter. "This is enough."
WhiteII · 1.2k Views

Scholar's Mate

“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.
NovaLumin · 104.2k Views

Son of Julius Caesar: Rebuilding Rome [Business/Republic building]

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 - At least 1 chapter posted every day - 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
MinchoNyangi · 11.2k Views

STARFALL: A NEW AGE[REUPLOAD]

ARE WE ALONE IN THE UNIVERSE? Humanity spent centuries asking that question. Then the answer arrived, but not as Grays or benevolent peacekeepers. Instead, it came in the form of the Swarm, a parasitic, hive-minded alien species that invades, infects, and repurposes living bodies into weapons of war. Without warning, they descended upon Earth and dragged humanity into a conflict unlike anything in history. Before this, there was Kamcy, a university student who was broke and desperate to support his family as the first son. When given an invitation to be a beta tester for a never-before-seen game, with pay that would immediately alleviate his financial problems, he jumps at the opportunity. After completing the first test, he is offered access to a higher-paying version. The only requirement? A minor operation. Despite his hesitation, he forgoes his fear and risks it for a chance to change his family’s financial situation, even if only by a little. That was his mistake, as things take a darker turn when his consciousness is trapped in a simulation. Now stripped of his freedom and forced into a system he never agreed to in a bid to create soldiers for humanity’s war, Kamcy must survive brutal trials, uncover the truth behind his captors, and find a way to escape a prison built from code. Join Kamcy as he gives it his all in a bid to escape his captors and return to what matters most to him, his family. ------ A/N: 1.My work is also being simultaneously uploaded on Royal road and scribble hub, so this is a cross platform upload. 2.The novel is a slow burn for the first few chapters about chapter 5 so have fun.
SamsInZane626 · 8.5k Views

FAR AWAY: BEYOND THE REEF

​For centuries, the scattered islands of Kiribati have been bound together not by the tools of man, but by the tides of fear. The ocean here gives life, but it also takes it away—silently and without warning. The locals speak of Te Anti—monstrosities from the deep that rise to claim the living. ​Sixteen-year-old Tawi carries the weight of this history in his bones. Sensitive and fiercely spirited, he struggles to find his footing in a world constantly on the edge of grief. To prepare for the unthinkable, Tawi trains in the Buubura Karekare—ancient, communal games designed to sharpen the body and spirit. He isn’t alone; he stands shoulder-to-shoulder with a brotherhood of young warriors: Taake, Bwene, Tabuto, and Kauro. ​But the ocean is changing. The disappearances are no longer random tragedies—they are strategic strikes. Realizing their enemy is executing a coordinated invasion, Tawi and his rivals must dissolve their petty differences. They have to master the brutality of the games not for glory, but for survival, before the rising tide swallows their people forever. Welcome to the first transmission of SENNIT AND SALT-BLOOD. ​This narrative is not a "Soft" or "Vague" fabrication. It is a Descent into the deep Pacific, engineered with Abrasive Accuracy and High-Tension Fever. You are stepping into a territory where the heat is a liquid pressure, the bone is porous, and the stillness is a calculated threat. The Salt Blind Truth is a weight not all can carry. It is reserved for those who demand Compacted lore and an Ethereal magnitude of ruin. If you seek a passive observation, exit now. If you seek the Jolting realization of a reality being dismantled from within, you have arrived. ​The sequence is active. Maintain your focus.
Jeroime · 14.3k Views