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Kael Morrigan is nineteen years old and already broken. In a world where Gates tore apart reality and flooded seventy percent of Earth with monsters, there are no countries left—only Sectors. Walled fortresses where humanity's remnants huddle behind concrete and pray the next Gate doesn't rupture before the Hunters clear it. Seventy-two hours. That's all the time between survival and annihilation. Kael isn't a Hunter. He's a porter—the lowest, most expendable piece of the industry that keeps humanity alive. While celebrity Hunters with chrome enhancements and corporate sponsorships pull in millions, Kael crawls through blood and bile hauling their loot for thirty credits a run. Just enough to keep his sisters—Elise, six, and Alice, nine—from starving on their tiny cot, trapped within the suffocating three square meters of their unit. Every morning, Gate sirens wail. Every day, the countdown begins again. Every night, Kael comes home with contaminated lungs, bleeding hands, and barely enough to buy protein paste and recycled water. Elise is still growing but there's not enough. Alice screams for their mother, six years dead in a rupture. And Kael made them a promise he can't keep: that they'll be safe. The Hunters call him deadweight. The corporations see him as replaceable. His neighbors avoid his eyes because they know he's just another corpse waiting for a Gate to claim him. But Kael gets up anyway. Binds his ruined feet. Shoulders his pack. Walks into the monsters' den. Not for glory or hope—those luxuries died with the old world. He does it because two girls in a freezing room need him to come home alive. In a world drowning in nightmares, survival isn't heroic. It's just refusing to quit when quitting would be easier than breathing. This is the story of how far one man will break before he's finally free.
Akiboo · 2.3k Views

The Shadow of Immortality

The sensation was fleeting yet sharp—a sudden and terrifying void where my past should have been. A beautiful face I once loved... now just grains of sand slipping through my fingers. All I had left was my name: Clark. This oblivion was nothing like sleep; it was drowning. I had just broken the surface, gasping for air. My head throbbed with a dull ache. I wore rusty armor, heavy and cold. I forced my eyes open to a small campsite—and the first thing I saw was him. A man. Something deep in my gut twisted with unease. He sat beside a faint fire, staring at the stars. A cold breeze rustled through the trees, but it couldn't mask the pungent smell hanging in the air: blood. Beside me lay a corpse—mutilated, unrecognizable. Friend or foe? I didn't know. The man glanced toward me. His voice was disturbingly calm: "Don't bother reaching for that sword. I didn't kill him. Found him like this with an empty bottle." Ignoring the dizziness, I pushed myself up, my hand still gripping the sword's hilt. My voice came out as a harsh rasp: "Who are you? What is this place?" He didn't even flinch: "Name's Jin. I woke up in a field of corpses. You were the only other thing still breathing. So I dragged you here." He paused, his cool demeanor cracking for a moment: "I was hoping you'd have answers. About me. About any of this." His words froze me: "What do you mean, 'about you'?" He looked down, weighed down by the words: "I don't know. I've lost... everything. All I have left is instinct. The need to survive. That's it." I hesitated, then slowly sat near the fire, keeping my distance: "I don't trust you. But... I'm in the same damned situation. I don't know who I am either." Enjoy reading it!
diodaa · 61.4k Views

Bestowing Falna on the Kunoichi

I had survived. Somehow, I'd passed the graduation exam. As Iruka-sensei handed me my ninja headband, I felt a wave of relief so pure I almost cried. Finally, I was a shinobi of Konoha. My life was about to begin. And then, right before my eyes, a semi-transparent blue window appeared. [Soul Synchronization Complete. Welcome.] [System: Falna Activated.] I blinked. Then I blinked again. "What the...?" Before I could even finish the thought, a tsunami of another life crashed into my brain. Twenty-five years of existence in a world called "Earth." Anime, manga, video games, internet forums, and above all, an unnervingly encyclopedic knowledge of the lives of every single person around me. My life. The life of Naruto Uzumaki. A story I had watched on a screen. The shock was so intense I almost threw up my lunch ramen. My first kiss was with Sasuke! I saw it on a monitor, and now I have the first-person memory! And that's not even close to the worst thing that's going to happen to me! I looked at the crowd and saw Hinata Hyuga, shy and adorable. That's when my attention returned to that word floating in my vision. Falna. The system gave me a brief, horrifying explanation. I could turn people into fantasy heroes, boosting their abilities to absurd levels. It was the perfect tool to change the future. There was just one small, tiny, incredibly problematic detail about the activation ritual. My eyes landed on Hinata again, who blushed instantly. "WHO THE HELL DESIGNED THIS POWER, A DOUJIN AUTHOR!?" My path to Hokage is no longer about hard work. It's about exploiting my Otaku knowledge, surviving puberty a second time, and convincing the strongest kunoichi to let me... "update their status." Sounds way better than "drawing on their backs." I guess. Author’s Note You can find the new version under the title Naruto’s Falna System: Goddess of Kunoichi Path.. It’s linked on ItsDevil’s profile, pinned in the Reviews section of this very fic. Or on: Patreon.com/shurazero or Patreon.com/ItsDevil
HaremLover001 · 1.3m Views

Exotic Battlefield: I Can Activate Dual Talents

1000 years ago, the humans of the Blue Planet, who were venturing into space for the first time, accidentally entered an alternate dimension battlefield. The world entered the cultivation age. With the core of stars as their foundations, they activated talents and tempered the star veins. They were called the star warriors. Lu Lin, who had transmigrated to this world, activated double talents during his national examinations: His star power was doubled, so his combat flight time approached infinity. His potential was doubled, so his double talents would improve each other. His combat ability was doubled, so his sensing ability could help him easily find his opponent’s weak spots. His survival ability was doubled. By seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, he became the survival master in this alternate dimension. His threatening presence was doubled. With a death stare, he could rob the enemy of their will and leave them helpless to the slaughter. Many years later, Lu Lin was given the titles Demon King of Humans, Incredible Perpetual Motion Engine, Human Techniques Collection, The Nightmare of the Other Races, Battlefield Treasure Harvester, Desolate Environment Survival Master, Universe Lord of Fortune, Secret Zone Overseer, etc. When he was being interviewed, he said, “I truly am just an ordinary person. If you wish to do what I did, it is actually very simple—you just need a pair of eyes.”
My Broken Sabre Has Murderous Intent · 1.1m Views

I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!

Absurd! Reincarnating as a newborn in a demon-infested world, the overturning system arrived 30 years early. [At 30, after enduring endless hardships, you have achieved nothing and remain a loner. Reward: Late Bloomer (Talent) - Effect: The older your bones, the faster you cultivate.] [Overturning mission: Defeat Chen Yuan at the sixth level of the Guiyuan Realm within a year. Reward: Swordsmanship entry-level] One-year-old Chen Yi looked at the content on the panel, then down at his small arms and legs, falling into deep thought. 'Damn! This system definitely arrived too early!' 'I'm only a year old, what good is the Late Bloomer talent now?' 'And Chen Yuan of the Guiyuan Realm...' ... Years later, war reports came from the frontlines. 'The Tianyuan Continent’s top ten martial arts prodigy, Champion Marquis of the Wei Dynasty, the Amorous Young Master, Sword Saint Chen Yi, slaughtered 100,000 demons on the battlefield of Taizhou Mountain to celebrate for the human race!' However, Chen Yi looked at the battlefield flowing with rivers of blood and shook his head: 'I’ve been making overturn since I was one, experiencing countless life and death situations to achieve my current cultivation level. It’s not surprising you can’t resist!' Those 'life and death' crises were terrifyingly daunting. The big brother at one year old, childhood sweetheart at five, senior brother at ten, princess at a tender age... Who understands my hardships? PS: Infant stream, system-arriving-early stream, light-hearted, humorous, passionate. PPS: Also known as 'Starting the Overturn as an Infant', 'Reborn as an Infant, What an Overturn! ', 'Talking is Useless, It's Time to Fight.'
Guard August · 1.7m Views