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In the mist before GENESIS, Fate and Chance and Others cast tolls upon their names, while the chalice did burn and churn whose crown should be. And he that won strode through the mist unto YOD-VAV-HEH and cried: “Lo, wake upon the mist and create the heavens and the earth and make gods for me, for I have won over the crown and thy mist is mine to rule.” And so as the cry was heard Fate and Chance and Others bowed, But whether it was Fate or Chance or Another that won the cast of the tolls before GENESIS—none-knoweth. .............................................................. Welcome to Gods of Pangaeos. ​This work is a reimagining of the creation myth, written as a stylistic marriage between the liturgical structure of Genesis and the high-fantasy, rhythmic prose of Lord Dunsany’s The Gods of Pegāna. ​In this world, the Creator is a sleeper, and the world we know is merely a "Game" played by smaller, whimsical deities during His slumber. You will find echoes of our own earth’s deep past—Pangaea, Panthalassa, and Gondwana—woven into a tapestry of myth and "The Word." ​A Note on Style: The text uses archaic phrasing and repetitive structures to mimic ancient holy books. If the gods seem cruel or indifferent, remember: to them, we are but the pieces on a board. ​I hope you enjoy the "Game." ​Art Disclaimer ​Cover Illustration: "MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI" by Sidney Sime (1906). ​ ​Note on the Artwork: The illustration used for this cover is a masterpiece by Sidney Sime, originally created for Lord Dunsany’s The Gods of Pegāna. As this artwork was published over 100 years ago, it resides in the Public Domain. ​While the image originally depicted the deity Mana-Yood-Sushai, it has been chosen for this work to represent the Great Stillness of YOD-VAV-HEH. I use this art as a tribute to the golden age of mythic illustration that inspired the tone of Gods of Pangaeos.

​A star destroyer (Calamity Core) and Rey, the last dragon alive after his race was killed. Both are the strongest beings, but they are very sad and lonely. Together, they travel through the old galaxy to find a reason to live. ​What kind of adventures are waiting for them?

The Legend of Allison Daki is the story from the existence of the greatest vampire leader ever known

"Expect nothing. Appreciate everything." That is the oath Yize, former Emperor of Yuan Dynasty, swore after surrendering the throne, and the life that was never truly his. Bound by duty, haunted by a love he could never claim, Yize longs only for freedom. A life far from the palace, far from power, and far from Khan, his childhood best friend and the one heart he could never touch. So he vanishes, leaving behind a world of expectations, responsibilities, and a man who may never understand why. At last free, Yize discovers that escape comes with its own consequences. Because some bonds cannot be broken, some hearts cannot be outrun, and some truths will find you, no matter how far you hide. You can leave a throne behind, but you cannot escape the heart you left behind.

In a world where lies and truth decide fate Brian Alhemaht was vorn to his pitiful father who is under The Curse Of Deception. Brian, in order to destroy the curse, begins his journey to find the core of the curse. But is it all there is to Brian's story? After all he is in a world where the liars are bound to become demonic physiclaly and the ones who are true wil be bound to have profound magic powers

Eden got struck by lightening while leaving hate-comments on an ongoing Webnovel he hates. And as karma would have it, he woke up as the villain of the novel. In the novel, The emperor had announced that anyone who brings him the head of the Villainous Wizard of EL, will be rewarded handsomely. And So Everyone, Especially the Powerful Male leads of this novel, are bent on killing this Villain - The same villain Eden woke up as! Eden knew he had to do everything to escape death, even if that meant seducing and snatching the male leads of the original female lead to use them as powerful shields! ******* 1st Lead: "I will have your head with this sword if you ever get that close to me again" The Crown Prince threatened. "Well not after I'm done undressing you, Your Royal Highness" Eden shamelessly replied. 2nd Lead: "Why don't you have a drink with me?" The Grand Marquis had poured him a poisoned drink. "Well it'd be sweeter if I drink directly from your mouth My Lord" Eden offered him the drink. 3rd Lead: "Why don't you go bring me my book? Eden" The Grand Duke requested, an ambush set and waiting to kill Eden in the library. "Don't worry My Dear Duke, I have a better book here about two boys making out!" Eden offered. 4th Lead: "I've heard about your Impeccable magical skills Mr Wizard, can you perhaps teach me some?" The Mage requested, aiming to drain Eden's powers and life! "Don't worry sir, tonight I'll teach you a better skill I excel at - in Bed!" Eden tugged his collar. 5th Lead: "Can you help me find a partner to the Royal ball" The naive 'Little' prince was the worst at making evil plots. "Don't worry, I'll be your partner to the Royal Ball" But he was Eden's favourite because he was the least threat! ***** Mr Guide: "Hey Eden, I think something is wrong with the Original Story Plot, Thus You're going to be Mysteriously assassinated at the Upcoming event by someone other than the male leads!!" Eden Cried "What?! Someone Please Get me out of this Novel Right now!"

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.

Eilika Wolanski is the eldest daughter of one of Varos’ most respected merchants, but respect has never brought her kindness. A childhood accident left a scar across her cheek, and with it, a cruel label she can never escape. The “Unwanted Woman” of Varos. Mocked in public, pitied in private, and treated like a blemish to be hidden, Eilika grows up learning one painful truth, beauty matters more than character in high society. So when an unexpected marriage proposal arrives from the powerful House of Kingsley, no one believes it is real. The groom is Damian Van Kingsley, the widowed duke of Varos, feared for his cold temperament and admired for his unmatched looks and wealth. Rumors follow him like shadows. He has a secret mistress, a broken heart drowned in alcohol, and worst of all… A son he barely acknowledges. For Eilika, marrying Damian isn’t a dream. It’s the only option left for survival. Damian, once the kingdom’s most desirable nobleman, has been nothing but a hollow man since the death of his first wife. He has abandoned his responsibilities, pushed away his child, and lived with one vow burning in his chest. He will never replace his first wife. To force him back into duty, his mother arranges a second marriage, one he never asked for, and one he refuses to accept. Damian swears he will never touch her , will never look at her and will never treat her as his wife. But Eilika isn’t the greedy noblewoman he expected. She doesn’t ask for his affection. She doesn’t crave his title. She doesn’t even want his love. What Eilika wants… is something far more dangerous. A family. And perhaps that is the very thing Damian has been starving for all along. ~~~~ “This bed will remain cold until your last breath.” Damian’s voice boomed through the dark chamber. Eilika didn’t flinch at his words. Instead she replied gracefully, “I don’t seek love, Duke. You can visit your secret mistress every night… Just don’t come near me.” This marriage was never meant to become real, until the Duke's heart begins to betray its own rules.

It’s been twenty years since I transmigrated into a child-rearing romance fantasy. After successfully pairing my lovely daughter, Cecilia, with the novel’s original male lead, I, Gillen, vowed to live out my second life in peace—until an unexpected obstacle appeared before me. “…I honestly wasn’t going to say this since you’re Cecile’s father, but…” “…?” “I have no feelings for you, Duke.” That obstacle turned out to be none other than the second male lead, Yuan. Already well aware of Yuan’s serious personality flaws, Gillen tried to remove this nuisance lingering around his daughter. But instead of sticking to the plan, he somehow ended up looking like a shameless man chasing someone twenty years younger. In the end, to settle the situation, he promised never to appear before Yuan again— “Thank you for accepting my apology. Then I suppose this will be the last time we see each other. Farewell.” “…What? Last time? What do you mean by that?” For some reason, Yuan started seeking Gillen out more persistently than ever, eyes blazing. My daughter’s second male lead… why on earth are you doing this to me?

Lee Jae-hoon had lived his entire life with a dirt spoon. When he reopened his eyes after briefly closing them in the library, exhausted from overwork, he found himself reborn as the eldest son of the wealthiest family in ancient Rome. A new life had begun once more. This time, he would live properly, spending money without restraint, to his heart’s content. Or would he... .... Hi, Shallowman here) I tried to use the precedented title "The Mad Tycoon of Rome", there is already a discontinued translation with this title on here, and naming slightly different wouldn't sit well with me. So I checked. It seems like the title going around is actually incorrect. And so here we are) You can glean my thoughts on the novel in reviews below

Falling for his warm touch despite his usual coldness, she loved him only to be disappointed and betrayed in the end. When love turns to darkness, it festers to be poisonous and consumes the soul. The naive Arabella evolved. *** “Thank you for becoming my wife,” was her cold husband’s last words before he died, coupled with a smile that had never before graced his lips. Not on their wedding day. And not even at the birth of their only child. Emperor Ferdinand, someone Arabella loved so much, killed their son. She became a villainess and vowed revenge for her beloved child. For a decade, she used everything she could to make Ferdinand pay. Until finally… he fell to ruin. With her revenge complete, Arabella's life soon ended with her dead husband in her arms. But fate wasn’t done playing with her. All of a sudden, she was back two decades ago, right after their wedding. Was it a curse or a blessing? It didn’t matter. Because there was only one thing she needed to do. “I will ruin you in this lifetime, too.” This was her hateful promise to herself upon realizing she was reborn. But in her second life, Arabella was unexpectedly bestowed a gift to uncover the truth. Who was wrong and who was right? Only time will tell.

Wen Mang is only a history UP host. Yet every time he posts a video, the people arguing in the comments are… Liu Bei. Guan Yu. Zhang Fei. Zhao Yun. Zhuge Kongming. A mysterious light curtain descends, replaying the true fate of the Three Kingdoms—unchanged, merciless, and brutally honest. Liu Bei watches his empire collapse and asks in disbelief: “Shu Han… ended like this? And even my statue was expelled from Wuhou Shrine?” Guan Yu sees himself drowned, defeated, deified—and used. “So this is how history remembers the Martial Saint?” Zhang Fei learns his own end and falls silent for a long, long time. “Is this really… all I amounted to?” Zhao Yun witnesses seven entries and seven exits become a legend— yet still cannot save the world he fought for. And Zhuge Kongming… He doesn’t ask about victory or defeat. He asks one question only: “If such a light curtain exists— can history be rewritten?” From military formations to aircraft carriers, from grain transport to industrial warfare, modern knowledge crashes into ancient ambition. Old regrets awaken. Unfinished oaths resurface. And once the heroes understand why they lost… Will they still accept the ending history gave them? When the curtain lights up again, the Three Kingdoms are already on a different path.

Aurelia Caelistra was born to rule: brilliant, cold, and certain that the Caelistra name would secure her place among Aramont's greatest mages. But the Arcane Academy humiliates her on the first day when Kael Arden, a quiet, commoner scholarship-born prodigy bests her in a public duel. The loss shatters her certainty and exposes a gap Aurelia never thought possible: Kael sees Aether as threads to be read, not flames to be flaunted. As whispers spread and nobles scoff, Aurelia's pride hardens into determination. She refuses to be defined by a single defeat. But Kael keeps his past hidden and his motives close. His brilliance may burn as bright as hers or burn everything down. In a kingdom where magic and bloodlines shape destiny, Aurelia must learn whether legacy is a cage or a ladder, and whether the most dangerous power is the one you refuse to see.

A photoshoot at Prambanan Temple during the Satu Sura unexpectedly trapped Lestari in a terrifying cycle of samsara. She had been reincarnated 99 times, but each time she died at the hands of a man named Bandung Bandawasa. In each of her lives, Lestari carried the burden of tormenting memories and in each death, gradually erased her true identity as Lestari, a 24-year-old modern-day girl who enjoyed reading stories and watching films with ancient Javanese themes, until finally her soul merged completely with the cursed figure, Rara Jonggrang, with her burning revenge. In her 100th life, Lestari, who could now be called Rara Jonggrang, finally vowed to kill Bandung Bandawasa, the main cause of her suffering.

Colette thought she had been given a second chance. The world of this game is familiar; structured, predictable, governed by invisible mechanics that reward the right choices and punish the wrong ones. She knows how stories like this are supposed to go. But the world begins to fail her. Another player moves through it differently, pushing back against the system’s logic entirely. Where one follows scripts, the other breaks them. Where one believes in progression, the other believes in survival. As the rules distort and consequences deepen, it becomes clear that this world is not interested in fairness. Because this game was never designed to be fair, and it was never meant to be won. All that matters is who gets to choose the ending.

Li Daoxuan received a strange scenic box. Inside the box, there was an ancient village, and a group of plastic figures, holding swords and knives, hacking and slashing through the village. He bent his finger and flicked it towards a most conspicuous figure... Late in the Ming Dynasty, in Shaanxi, there was a great drought in the land. A gang of mountain bandits was looting, burning, killing, and plundering in the village. A poor maiden was about to be killed under a mountain bandit's blade. Suddenly, a giant hand stretched out from the clouds, bent a finger, flicked it, and the mountain bandit was flung several dozen yards away.

This is a work of historical fiction. While it features real historical figures, their portrayals, dialogues, and personal lives are purely imaginative. No disrespect is intended toward the historical personas; they are cast here as actors in a fictional drama created for entertainment purposes. In ninth-century Baghdad, Aisha bint Al-Fadl, daughter of a powerful wazir, moves among the halls of her father’s palace, where opulence is matched only by strict rules and quiet family intrigues. Every gesture, every word carries weight, and missteps are noticed. Half a millennium later, in 2024 Indonesia, Ruqayyah, a teenage girl at a pesantren, navigates a life of simplicity and routine, far from wealth or politics. Her world is calm, orderly, and predictable—until it is not. Without warning, a force beyond understanding intertwines their fates: their souls are swapped, and each is thrust into a life they do not recognize. In unfamiliar bodies, they must learn new languages, customs, and expectations, all while obeying a law whose rules are strict and mysterious—one misstep could cost more than they can imagine. There is one command above all: anyone who marries in a body that is not their own brings a curse upon themselves and their descendants, everlasting and unyielding. Yet their final mission is clear: to earn the deep, true love of the men they desire. How can they accomplish this—when they are forbidden to marry? As feelings rise in worlds that are not theirs, a grim question looms: who will bear the curse, and how far will fate stretch before it snaps? Watching from the shadows, a silent presence monitors every step. Patient, exacting, and unseen, it waits for the moment when their decisions will set a destiny that cannot be undone.

(No CP) With a series of failed tasks and the system malfunctioning and out of contact, the diligent Su Juan is forced to lie down and become a salted fish. Out of boredom, she can only watch the gossip dramas around her. Su Juan: How delightful. —— [Old Master Su took a beautiful concubine, yet someone intervened!] Oh, his buttocks are probably blooming. [The Assistant Minister of Rites is almost seventy and still keeps a mistress outside, tsk tsk tsk.] One reaches old age, and his late bloom withers. [None of the sons and daughters of the Minister of Revenue are actually his own biological children...] Eh, did everyone already know? [Young Master Xie is always seeking pleasure, actually trying to cover up his condition with such actions, how pitiful.] Young Master Xie: ??? —— Just as Su Juan finds this salted fish life quite pleasant, she is horrified to discover that everyone around her has their ears perked up, as if they can all hear her inner thoughts... Su Juan: Damn, this game is ruined again!

He said: We can divorce. She said: No, I want to be your father's daughter-in-law! When all the dust settled, she finally managed to protect her entire family amidst the upheaval of changing dynasties. Princess Qin: Your Highness, can we divorce now? King Qin: Don't even think about it~! PS: Set in an alternate history of the Tang Dynasty~ [The talented and skilled fallen noble Miss VS the domineering King Qin who dotes on his daughter-in-law on his father's orders]

Transmigrated into a family of bandits who have just been granted amnesty and ennobled. Father, mighty and brave, loves causing trouble. Mother, beautiful as a flower, loves causing trouble. Brother, handsome and suave, loves causing trouble. ... You ask about her? She is relatively sensible; she just brought back a husband to suppress the household...