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REBORN IN 20th CENTURY BHARAT WITH A SYSTEM

Reborn in 20th century Bharat, a man wakes up with memories of his past life and an extraordinary system that gives him knowledge, skills, and strategies far beyond his time. The world he once lived in taught him that power belongs to the few—old money, entrenched empires, and secret networks that pull strings from the shadows. This time, he refuses to be just another pawn. Armed with his system, he begins a meticulous journey to dismantle these powers from the inside out. No empire is too strong, no influence too hidden. Every move he makes is calculated, every step designed to strip the powerful of their control and leave nothing behind. What begins as a personal mission soon escalates into a full-scale challenge to the very structure of society. As he navigates the complexities of the 20th century, he must deal with rivals, unexpected allies, and the harsh realities of a world unprepared for someone who can foresee and manipulate outcomes with surgical precision. The system is a double-edged sword: it grants him immense advantage, but it also comes with risks he cannot ignore. This story is not just about revenge or rebellion—it is about rewriting history, reshaping power, and testing the limits of human ambition. In a world governed by hierarchy and influence, he proves that one determined mind, armed with foresight and strategy, can topple even the mightiest of empires. For readers who love thrilling strategy, high-stakes revenge, and relentless action, this story offers a masterclass in calculated power, cunning moves, and the rise of a force that leaves no crumbs behind. IF YOU LIKED AND ENJOYED MY STORY ,YOU CAN SUPPORT ME HERE... UPI ID - shaishabbarua24326@oksbi
Shaishab_Barua_773 · 3.9k Views

Crown of Ash and Bonds: The Flame Between

Alaric and Evelyne, my beloved husband and dear cousin, two people I trusted and loved, betrayed me with each other and had me burned alive. My mother sacrificed her life to bring me back before my execution date. I remembered every betrayal before it happened, and I used all of it. The affair. The stolen assets. The lies he told to keep me caged. I filed for divorce, gained the Empress's approval, and walked out of that marriage with fire in my blood and three awakening trials behind me. Alaric now sits under house arrest and under investigation. Duke Caelan Vorenthal was my husband's greatest rival. He was also my ally, my protector, and the man I never planned on wanting. I built something real with him while I was tearing my husband apart. Then news arrived of his demise. His unit destroyed. No survivors found. I don't get to fall apart. The wards protecting seventeen estates are failing, and my blood is the only thing that can hold them. Eight months to stabilize everything and reach the final trial. If I fail, the collapse begins and it won't stop. Something bigger has been moving behind all of this. I can feel it. I just can't name it yet. Here comes Crown Prince Thalion. He thinks I'm dangerous, said so to my face, and now he's assigned as my escort because he doesn't trust anyone else to do it. Eight months with this man's eyes on my every move. He wasn't supposed to be part of this. He's becoming something I didn't plan for, and the way he looks at me when he thinks I can't see it is becoming harder to ignore. I was bred to obey. I burned. I came back. And I'm not finished. Regression | Enemies-to-Lovers | Forced Proximity | Slow Burn | Political Intrigue | R18
Moonlit_Quill · 100 Views

Type-Moon: Simulation Starts from Greece

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)...
Abhii_28 · 1.1m Views

Chakravartin - From a Clerk's Son to Emperor of India

In 2025, Eshaan Vikram Shresth is an archaeology professor at the New Nalanda University - brilliant, overlooked, and quietly consumed by a love of civilizations that died before the world could appreciate them. When he follows a hidden alignment in the ruins of the original Nalanda into a subterranean sanctum, he stumbles upon a secret the world has kept for over two millennia. The Nine Unknown Men, the legendary society founded by Emperor Ashoka the Great after the Kalinga War, are real. They have kept their vigil across centuries, guarding nine books of knowledge so dangerous that no single era could be trusted with them. And one of those books - the Ninth, has been waiting. For him. The Quill of Sociogenesis, dark and iridescent and impossibly alive, does not ask Eshaan's permission. It chose him. And next thing Eshaan knew, he is ten years old, frail, suffering from a disease and lying in a clerk's house in Pataliputra and the year is 1178 CE. He carries two things into this new life: the accumulated knowledge of a modern historian who has spent his career studying exactly what went wrong with India, and the mark of a cosmic mandate written in his own flesh. He knows the invasions coming. He knows the betrayals, the fractures, the missed chances. He has read every book, studied every empire that rose and fell in this soil. Now he will build the one that doesn't. Disclaimer - This Novel series is an Isekai medieval India historical fiction. I don't wish to hurt anyone's feelings and would like to trace an alternative history for Indian Subcontinent, exploring the possibilities if the events unfolded in a different way.
NerdAstrologer · 865 Views

[GL] I'm Just A Side Character... So Why Is The Heroine Chasing Me?!

In her previous life, Bethany was a top-tier survivor in an apocalyptic world where clean water and food was rarer than diamonds and betrayal came quicker than bullets. Ruthless, smart, and fiercely adaptive, she rose to become the leader of The Red Dawn Alliance, a powerful syndicate of Awakened ability users. But just when she thought she'd secured peace for her people, her most trusted aide and the only friend she dared to have stabbed her in the back in exchange for power. Literally. Now, Bethany wakes up… not dead, not in the apocalypse but inside a historical Chinese novel called Crimson Blossoms Under Heaven, a dark revenge drama she had once binge-read for the plot (and the hot male lead). She’s not the heroine. Nope. Instead, she had become Lan Yue, a lowly handmaiden doomed to die after betraying her mistress, the novel’s brilliant heroine. A cannon fodder side character destined to be nothing more than a footnote. But Lan Yue had no intention of playing her role. Why fight for someone else’s glory? Why throw herself into dog-blood drama filled with betrayal, revenge, and endless schemes? All she wanted was simple: Eat good food. Sleep as much as she wanted. Live quietly, far away from the chaos. Unfortunately… the heroine had other ideas. At first, her smiles were sweet, her words dripping with warmth. But the more time passed, the more Lan Yue noticed something was wrong. The heroine’s touches lingered too long. Her gaze burned hotter than it should. And instead of chasing the male lead, she clung closer and closer to her. “Lan Yue,” the heroine’s lips curled in a chilling smile, “Where do you think you’re going? You’re mine.” Lan Yue: “...” Wait. Weren’t you supposed to love the hero?! Please also check out my other books Why Is Every Male Lead Obsessed With Me?! (BL) #Quick Transmigration Love Me, Bury Me: Restart the End #Isekai
evelyn_thorn17 · 95.5k Views