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F Grade Healer Becomes Strongest Biomancer

【WSA 2026 Entry】 ════════════════════ Birth of the Biomancer: Mio was the worst healer in Tokyo. F-grade, dead weight—her party kept her around out of pity until they did the math and left her bleeding in a ruined cathedral. Something ancient was waiting there. It offered her a Class that devours its hosts—a path of power that claimed the lives of the three Biomancers who came before her. Mio said yes anyway. She’d already felt the sting of a slow death; what was one more monster in her veins? Now pain is currency, death is fuel, and the hunger grows with every kill. The Bureau wants a weapon. Her sister wants her home for dinner. Mio agreed to both. In a world of Systems and Dungeons, power isn't a gift; it's a trade. And Mio is finally ready to pay the price. ════════════════════ What This Is: [1] This is a progression fantasy with system elements, but the system serves the story, not the other way around. Expect meaningful numbers, not stat spam. [2] Romance is not the focus. Mio has bigger problems. But expect a slow-burn later down the line! [3] The story gets dark, but it's earned. No grimdark for shock value. ════════════════════ Schedule: 1-2 chapters daily @ 10am-2pm CST | Chapter Length: 1,000-1,500 words ════════════════════ Powerstone Goals: 100 = +1 chapter 250= +2 chapters 500= +3 chapters 800 = +5 chapters ════════════════════ Author's Note: This is my debut contracted work, born from a love for progression fantasy where power isn't a gift; it's a trade. I’m committed to seeing this journey through to the end. As long as you guys keep reading and supporting, the chapters won't stop. Let’s see how high the price of power goes. ════════════════════ Support Me: Collections, comments, and reviews keep this alive! ════════════════════ #weak_to_strongest #female_lead #mass_awakening #dark_fantasy
musuyin · 28.6k Views

Warhammer 40k: Ours Journey

It is a time of darkness and despair. In the grim darkness of the 41st Millennium, the Emperor has long since departed from the world of mortals, and His demigod sons no longer walk amongst mankind. The future of humanity is naught but endless darkness and the flames of war. Its destiny seems to be a slow, inexorable decay, rotting from within the bloated and sclerotic shell of its own Imperium. Until souls from another world arrived. "Alright lads, I've got good news and I've got bad news. Which do you want first?" "Let's have the good news." "The good news is, we've been reincarnated. We're in a vast, interstellar age, and we are now transhuman super-soldiers—two hearts, three lungs, the works. It also seems we came with a complimentary power-up... one that feels very... WAAAGH!" "Brilliant! Isn't this the classic overpowered protagonist treatment from one of those portal fantasy stories? I can't wait to start living it up! Think we can bring our folks over? Right, so... what's the bad news?" "The bad news? Back home, we called this universe Warhammer 40,000." "..." In the stunned silence that followed, they collected themselves and began to explore this strange new universe. They learned to adapt, for their old reality had left them no path of return. They wept like Gretchin who'd had their toes trod on, yet still found the courage to march forward. In the grim darkness of the 41st Millennium, humanity was given another chance at renaissance. But this time, could Mankind seize it? Let the war begin! From the skies of Holy Terra to the galaxy's farthest edge. Let the Sea of Stars boil. Let the stars themselves be blinded. Let us bear witness, once more, to a galaxy liberated. Liberated by Mankind. ------------ Tags: Grimdark, Reincarnation/Isekai, Kingdom Building, Space Marines, For the Emperor!
Eroking · 1.8m Views

My Zombie System: I am the Horde

In the history of the Infection, the hunger is absolute. Once the virus takes hold, the human is gone. Or so they thought. When the walls fell and the city was overrun, Dante died fighting. Infected and cornered, with the virus screaming at him to devour his own sister, he did the impossible, he defied the virus. He chose death over the hunger, his heart bursting from the sheer strain of defying his own biology. Dante wakes up three days later with cold gray skin, black eyes, and a System that refuses to let him rest. He is a Divergent, a glitch in the biological code, possessing the body of a monster but the soul of a man. Dante isn’t a hero. He isn’t here to rescue the survivors or reclaim the city for humanity. In a cruel world where humans want to dissect him and zombies want to consume him, he realizes that survival isn't enough. Mercy is a weakness and power is the only law. ​From the shadows, he begins to build an unholy Kingdom of Wire-Walkers, an army of the dead bound to his will. He will burn the world down if that’s what it takes to keep his freedom. Because he refused to let his humanity die, his existence has split. He now wields Two Soul Cores, granting him dominion over two catastrophic abilities instead of the usual one. But great power comes with a great price. ​[ANOMALY DETECTED: SYMPATHETIC AGONY] To cut flesh is to feel the wound. To kill is to die. Every limb he severs, he feels the pain of the severed limb. Every life he snuffs out forces him to relive the victim's final, crushing terror. ​It is the ultimate check on his cruelty. Dante must become the King of the Living and the Dead to save the only family he has left. But to win the war, he will have to endure the agony of a thousand deaths.
Guilty4 · 2k Views

SSS Regression: I Claimed the Tutorial as My Territory

The world doesn't end with fire. It ends with a notification. Nate didn't get a heroic ending. He died seven years after the first Gate opened, crushed under a world that turned people into numbers and "useful" into disposable. Then he woke up back on Day One, in an office hallway, with the first Gate tearing open down the hall. This time, he knows the truth. The Tutorial isn't random. It never was. It rewards ownership, not survival. So Nate does the one thing nobody thinks to do in the first hour of the apocalypse. He claims it. A rooftop. A door. A patch of territory the System recognizes as his. The moment he becomes a Tutorial Owner, the building changes. It offers him Authority to enforce rules, and Debt to punish mistakes. Doors can be sealed. Contracts can bind. Lies can be audited. Violence can be taxed. Every choice becomes law, and every law has a price. And the second he takes that power, the real enemies show up. Not the monsters spilling out of Gates. The people who can see the panels too. A smiling man with a fire axe. A terrified coworker who becomes a target. A stranger on the roof whose fear turns into a mouth for something else. The Supervisor that watches for mistakes and punishes "noncompliance." The Collector that slips through cracks and offers "shortcuts" in exchange for memories. In this world, your best weapon isn't a sword. It's a clause. If Nate wants to survive this time, he can't just run from danger. He has to build control out of a living building that wants obedience, and a hungry disorder that wants loopholes. He has to keep his people together when the System tries to separate them. He has to beat deceptive traps designed to turn him into debt. He has to survive sterile zones where mistakes don't bleed, they get locked up, and deals that offer power at the cost of who you are. Because once you claim territory, you don't get to be normal again. You become a signal. And somewhere above the city, something is watching the new Owner who dared to say: "This Tutorial is mine."
NerdSmithy · 702 Views

Dead Girls Don't Say No?

Dead Girls Don’t Say No A Yuri Apocalypse Novel When the world ended, Raven Salvatore didn’t cry. She stole a truck, maxed out her father’s credit card, and built a fortress of stolen goods. Survival was never about hope — it was about hoarding, hustling, and hitting first. Then she met Alara. Beautiful. Dead. And unlike any zombie Raven had ever seen. Alara wasn’t just wandering aimlessly like the others she was aware. Hungry, yes... but for her. Something about Raven’s very existence stirred a sliver of life back into the girl's rotting heart. Armed with a mysterious system that gifts her a private Sanctuary dimension, Raven becomes a new breed of survivor. She doesn’t just dodge the undead. She cultivates food in barren wastelands, stockpiles weapons inside her pocket world, and most dangerously nurtures her own evolving zombie companion. As Raven feeds Alara crystallized nuclei from fallen zombies, Alara begins to grow stronger... smarter... closer. No one warned Raven that love would be the deadliest infection of all. With humanity’s last cities crumbling, the earth poisoned, and mutated horrors lurking in every shadow, Raven has one simple rule: "Don’t trust the living. Trust the girl who would kill for you instead." In a world where survival is bought in blood and sanity rots away like the flesh of the dead, Raven and Alara carve out a life together — violent, tender, and defiantly alive. Dead Girls Don’t Say No is a genre-bending, unapologetically queer tale of survival, devotion, and undead romance at the end of the world. For fans of brutal apocalypse sagas, dark love stories, and heroines who refuse to die quietly.
EverStone · 276.4k Views