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Infinite Skill Points: Building the First Guild in the Apocalypse

Sebastian, a Tier-9 Warlord and humanity's last stand, died fighting the Void Monarch, only to wake up in his cramped apartment exactly one year before the "Great Merge"...the day the game {The Ethereal Plane} consumes reality and destroys Earth. Knowing the horror that is to come, he logs in to prepare, only to select the "Drifter"... a trash class with zero stat bonuses that makes him the laughingstock of the entire server. But just as the system attempts to load his corrupted data from the future, a critical error occurs. [Ding! System Glitch Detected!] [Compensation Awarded: Infinite Skill Points!] While other players grind for weeks to save a single point, Sebastian has an endless supply. [You learned (Basic Spark)] [1,000 Skill Points Invested!] [Congratulations! Skill Evolved into Forbidden Spell: Solar Flare!] While others cast tiny fireballs, Sebastian snaps his fingers and unleashes the thermal power of a miniature sun. [You learned (Basic Sneak)] [10,000 Skill Points Invested!] [Congratulations! Skill Evolved into Divine Art: Void Walk!] While tanks rely on heavy armor, Sebastian phases through reality itself, becoming an untouchable ghost who ignores all damage. Armed with a resource that defies the laws of the game, Sebastian’s path to domination is absolute. Mocked for his ragged starter clothes? He crushes a 50-man elite guild raid with a single gravity spell. Underestimated by a World Boss? He physically catches its fang and obliterates it with a single punch. Desperate for resources? He uses Forbidden Alchemy to break the global economy and buy entire cities. But the game is just the beginning. As the synchronization rate increases, Sebastian brings his God-tier powers into the real world. From slaughtering the first wave of monsters in his apartment hallway to hunting down "Saints" invading from other dimensions, Sebastian isn't just trying to survive the apocalypse. He’s going to own it. Follow Sebastian as he builds the ultimate Sanctuary, enslaves gods, and rewrites the laws of the universe. The tutorial is over. Now, the real game begins.
Knight_Plot · 58.4k Views

Apocalypse: Transmigrated General’s Daughter Uses Space to Survive

When 18-year-old Chu Miao dies in a tragic car accident, her soul vanishes; but her body does not remain empty for long. A formidable warrior from an ancient era, the daughter of a renowned general, awakens in her place. Sent into the future by a prophecy, she finds herself in a world on the brink of destruction. With only a month before typhoons ravage the land, extreme weather shifts without warning, and terrifying mutations transform animals and plants into deadly threats. Worst of all, a horrifying virus spreads like wildfire, turning humans into flesh-eating zombies. Civilization crumbles and only the strongest survive. Though her new body lacks the powerful cultivation she once had, she still possesses an invaluable advantage; her ancient spatial ring. Filled with elixirs, weapons, demonic beast cores, and rare cultivation resources, it becomes her greatest tool for survival. But modern supplies are also essential, and she must act fast to stockpile resources before the apocalypse fully takes hold. As chaos reigns, she fights to protect her family and secure a foothold in this brutal new world. Along the way, she crosses paths with a mysterious and powerful man, one of the rare few who awaken supernatural abilities and is just as determined to survive. Together, they forge an unbreakable bond, battling both the relentless undead and the desperate survivors willing to kill for a chance to live. Armed with ancient wisdom and modern strategy, she refuses to bow to fate. In this new life, she will rise again; not as a lost soul from the past, but as a warrior destined to rule the apocalypse.
FlamingHorse · 1.9m Views

Forsaken by the World

When dungeons descend, and systems awaken, Earth does not resist. Other worlds pour in—war machines grinding continents down, ancient races fighting for dominion, gods and monsters carving territories out of a dying planet. The Great Mother welcomes her end, and the world becomes an altar for apocalypse. Heroes rise. Gifted sons and daughters answer the call with ambition, hunger, and dreams of glory. She does not. She is tired. While the world tears itself apart chasing power, she wants nothing more than rest. To sleep. To disappear—if only for a while. But the apocalypse does not care for what people want, only for what they can endure. [Welcome to Purusharth.] A world where survival is law, and purpose is enforced through blood and divinity. Nithya does not seek meaning in it. She never had the luxury to. Choices were made around her long before the world began to burn—and now, she will make enough of her own to last. She is someone who was never protected and, therefore, learned to protect without restraint. It is only when Purusharth begins to move that she realizes she was never as alone as she thought. That there are things watching her. Waiting. For now, she delays everything else. Until her sister is strong enough to stand on her own. Until the world gives her a reason to stop. If she is forced to remain in this apocalypse, she will do so on her own terms. And if Purusharth insists on meaning— She will decide what it costs.
Vesda · 9.2k Views

My diary system in Marvel

After transmigrating into the Marvel universe, Luke had awaken the Diary Entry System. As long as whoever that holds the diary believes and trusts in what was written, then Luke would be rewarded by his system. The stronger the trust value, the better the rewards. Editor note: Hello guys! I am not the author, nor am I a translator of this fanfic. I am simply a normal guy heavily editing an MTL of the raw "People are writing diaries in Marvel, and the Avengers are all confused". I saw some others on this app who are attempting to edit the chapters, such as "Elephas" or "BlackGoku222" but I find their edits rather lackluster. And since I am interested in reading this further, I thought i'd do the rest of us a favor of putting out my edited version of the MTL. Please note that the characters will be slightly AU. If you think that my edited version is different from the original or other versions, you would be right as I included my own elements and removed some extra information in order to try to make the story as congruent as possible. Honestly guys, the MTL is so confusing. Lastly, I will TRY my best to make this story as readable as humanely possible, but no promises for a 5-star edit as my English language was only a B3. And thanks for taking the time to read this! (Gib me cookies/stones please) (Cover pic by Nariva Amynia on DevianArt. This is not an original work, I own absolutely nothing except my own deviations to the original fanfiction!)
TheWandaShip · 2.9m Views

Infinite Breaker Online

#WSA2026 -- Infinite Breaker Online descended upon Earth like an apocalypse, forcing every human to play the game for twelve hours a day. Five years later, the First War of Worlds came to an end, and Axir Grimspire emerged as one of the Ten Sovereigns who led humanity to victory. He had everything. A girlfriend of five years, trusted friends, a powerful guild he had personally built from the ground up, enemies, and rivals. He shared his strength freely, raising his companions and his future wife alongside him. Then the truth was revealed. Axir was betrayed, ambushed, and left gravely injured by the very people he trusted most. To them, he had been nothing more than a tool. Everything he earned, everything he built, had been for their benefit alone. At the edge of one of the four Forbidden Zones, the Godfall Abyss Cliff, they cast him aside. No one had ever returned from Godfall Abyss. Death there meant true erasure. Revival was impossible. Player Axir died. Some wept. Some rejoiced. But it was not the end. As Axir fell into the abyss and met his final death, an Ultra Unique Event activated for the first and only time. Hidden within the forbidden zone lay the Abyss of Desire, an event that granted a single wish to one who met its impossible conditions. Axir qualified. His wish was simple. To return to the moment just before the one-week beta of Infinite Breaker Online arrived on Earth. This time, he would use them instead. This time, he would not stop at becoming one of the Ten Sovereigns. He would become the strongest player, unveil all the mysteries, and walk the path beyond.
Arankari · 1.5k Views

Radiance Of The Fallen World

I still remember that day as vividly as if it were yesterday—perhaps even more so. According to Zephyr, it was a blessing bestowed upon me; Ignacius agreed. But I could only see it as a curse. I witnessed parents turn on their children and children on their parents. I watched my loved ones devour one another's flesh while I huddled behind the sanctuary of my home, peering out through a small window as the horror unfolded. Strangely, I wasn't overtaken by the madness that gripped everyone else that day—the madness that drove every living thing to attack anything that moved. I heard incoherent murmurs of prophetic voices, all speaking in unison in a peculiar tongue that, oddly enough, I understood. They foretold great treasures and foretold catastrophes that would befall Earth, other planets, and even the universe itself. In total, they recited seventy-nine thousand eight hundred and seventy-three events destined to occur. Despite not yet possessing an eidetic memory, I retained every single one of those prophecies with uncanny precision. You might wonder how I can be so sure they were genuine prophecies and not mere lunatic ramblings. The reason is simple: out of those seventy-nine thousand eight hundred and seventy-three predictions spanning the last sixty-four thousand years, seventy-nine thousand eight hundred and seventy-two have already come to pass. Some prophecies my party and I exploited to our advantage, others we thwarted, and some—even we could not alter. We have migrated across planets, galaxies, and even entire universes in the name of survival. But this final prophecy is different. We cannot escape its fate by fleeing to another realm, for it heralds the complete destruction of our very existence. Before I continue, you must understand the whole story from where it all began, from the first day of Stellar Year 0—the day everything started; the day we now call the End of Time.
Ellington_Zephyrus · 396 Views

Apoptosis Protocol

In a near-future world, humanity survives by enforcing a single biological truth: cells must die when told to. The Apoptosis Protocol is the invisible foundation of civilization. It governs medicine, population control, biotechnology, and defense. From microscopic cellular regulation to colossal bio-threat suppression, death is not an accident. It is a command. When abnormal cells begin to grow beyond their intended limits, mutating into colossal, monstrous entities that threaten cities, humanity responds not with fear but with procedure. Bio-mechanical weapons, humanoid combat units, and regulated extinction protocols keep the world stable. Controlled. Obedient. Until one cell hesitates. During a routine suppression operation, a colossal cell fragment survives execution and exhibits something unprecedented: adaptive residual behavior. It does not simply resist death. It studies it. The event is erased from public record within hours. The city moves on. But one observer notices the hesitation. Pulled into the shadows by an illegal research faction known as HELIX, the protagonist witnesses the impossible: a living cell that does not seek immortality, domination, or escape, but continuity. It asks a question the system was never designed to answer. Why is obeying called healthy? When this “living exception” is integrated into the Apoptosis Protocol as a controlled anomaly, the consequences ripple outward. Hospitals report delayed cell death. Terminal illnesses stall. Auto-regenerative cancers reappear in new, intelligent forms. Cells across the globe begin to hesitate, not mutating randomly, but questioning silently. The world does not collapse overnight. It fractures slowly. Governments tighten control. The official organizations push for total biological censorship. HELIX fractures internally between those who want dialogue and those who want evolution accelerated at any cost. Meanwhile, colossal cells evolve beyond mindless threat status. Some mirror humanity’s fear. Others mirror its cruelty. And a rare few, born from beneficial cell lines, emerge as ambiguous allies, helping humanity fight entities that are no longer simply “abnormal,” but ideological. The protagonist becomes a living contradiction: both collaborator in biological heresy and the only bridge between system and cell. As conflicts escalate into brutal biomechanical warfare, philosophical schisms tear through society. Is apoptosis a mercy, or a leash? Is immortality a disease, or an accusation? If cells can choose, should they? As war erupts between adaptive life and enforced order, the line between monster and system blurs. Cities fall not because cells attack, but because protocols refuse to change. People die not because evolution is cruel, but because control is. In the end, the final threat is not the colossal cells. It is the possibility that life was never meant to be perfectly managed. Apoptosis Protocol is a biological sci-fi epic about control, obedience, and the terrifying moment when life learns how to ask back.
Glaea · 1.3k Views