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Arcane Replication | Foundation of Filth

They called him Defective and gave him a mop. Leo’s Awakening was a disaster. While others gained swordsmanship or magic, he was branded a failure and exiled to clean the guild's filthiest monster pens. His only companion is a worn-out mop. His only future is shame. But in the darkness, between the rat bites and the cold, something glitches. A flicker of power where none should exist. A hint that the system might have marked him wrong. This is not the story of a chosen hero. This is the story of the boy with the mop. The one everyone forgot. The one who, through sheer stubbornness and stolen glances at real adventurers, might just discover that in a world of instant power, the most dangerous ability is the will to keep swinging. --- Why You’ll Be Hooked: · A Truly Unique System: No easy cheats. The protagonist's power is a treadmill to infinity—the ultimate "hard work beats talent" fantasy. · The Ultimate Underdog: Witness a hero built from nothing. Every victory is earned, every skill is a saga. · From Despair to Legend: A 500-ch journey from a mop-boy in the filth to a power that redefines the world. · More Than Just Fighting: The story explores what it means to master a skill—the philosophy behind the power, and the cost of infinite growth. · Foundational Relationships: Bonds forged in shared struggle, not just combat. Perfect for fans of: Primal Hunter, Defiance of the Fall, and anyone who loves a slow-burn where the grind is the story.
Draggy · 394 Views

Tutorial Target: I Farmed Skills While They Beat Me For 1,000 Years

They called it the "Tutorial Village." I called it hell. For one thousand years, I was the wooden practice dummy that every new player hacked at to learn their first skill. Warriors burned me. Rogues stabbed my kidneys. Mages used me for target practice while I screamed soundlessly, respawning instantly, feeling every goddamn hit. The System classified me as [E-Rank Monster: Immortal]. Bullshit. I was the bitch of the starter zone. But the System made one mistake: it didn't cap my skill acquisition. Every sword that cut me, every fireball that melted my face, every arrow that pierced my eye, I learned it. At 0.01% power. Stored it. Hoarded it like a dragon with a grudge. After ten million beatings, I had every skill in the game. I just couldn't use them. NPC code. Frozen. Helpless. Until Sung Min-ho walked in. Rank #1. The "Perfect Hero." The asshole who holds the speedrun record for fastest tutorial clear. He needed to shave 0.4 seconds off his time. So he hit me with his ultimate skill, something no one had ever used on a practice dummy before. And for the first time in a millennium, the pain broke the code. I moved. I caught his blade. I looked that smug bastard in the eye and said: "Welcome to the fucking tutorial." Now I'm loose in a world that treated me like furniture. I've got 10,000 skills at 0.01% power, a healing potion addiction, and a list of every player who's ever hit me. They practiced on me. Now I'm going to practice on them.
marcusedge26 · 523 Views

Global Lords: Starting Off With A Mythical Talent

[Dark Fantasy] + [MMORPG] + [Harem] + [Global Lord] + [Apocalypse] Alternate Title: I inherited the True Name of the Supreme God In the ruined remnants of what was once Earth, a worldwide game has begun for the amusement of higher beings. Horus was long heralded as the most prodigious son of a warrior clan. Destined to inherit his family’s Epic Swordsman class and lead them into a glorious new era. However, he finds that fate is rarely kind. On the day of his awakening, he receives the lowest possible swordsman class, disgracing his family. But that wasn't even the worst part. Horus is also selected as a Lord—an awakener meant to rule territories with reality-bending power. But in a world of predators, this "gift" only puts a target on his back, threatening him with enslavement by his current Lord. With the help of an old classmate, he escapes into the post-apocalyptic wastes—a land riddled with monsters, dungeons, and slain demigods who refuse to stay dead. He will claim a territory and master his own fate, but his Lord power, a Mythical Order, is... strange. [Ding!] [Rewards have been multiplied by 5x!] [Ding!] [You have received the Legendary sword, Duskbreaker! You can gain insights and steal the skills of the Legendary class, Twilight Swordsman!] [Ding!] [You have summoned a Celestial Dragon! …It does not wish to serve. Defeat it and become its master.] [Ding!] [You have received a premonition of the future! Your Sworn enemy, Acagon, the Dreamspider, will kill you in 24hrs! Do you wish to use your saved up Karma to influence Fate?] Even in this hopeless world, his strange power and relentless determination make the impossible seem possible.
Myriad_Sage · 17.2k Views

HEXSHOT - Marked by the Gun God, the Weakest Hunter Becomes a Legend

In Velmark, monsters are just part of life. If you want to survive—or protect anyone—you need to become a Hunter. And to become a Hunter, you need a divine Mark from the gods. Most people awaken early. Fifteen. Sixteen. Sometimes even at birth. Me? I made it to twenty-one with nothing. In Velmark, anyone who reaches twenty without a Mark can pretty much say goodbye. Dream on, because you’re never becoming a Hunter. I was just a countryside nobody living in the shadow of my older brother, chasing a dream that probably wasn’t meant for me. Then one day, it finally happened. A Mark burned itself onto the back of my hand. But... it wasn’t from some famous god of war or magic. It was from Hexaron—the forgotten Minor God of Guns and Technology. Apparently, even the other gods think he’s a joke. And the class he gave me? Hexshot. A revolver-based support class with only six magic bullets. Six shots, and then I’m useless. So yeah… people laughed. But what they don’t know is that I have a secret. Inside my head are memories that don’t belong to this world—memories of legendary gunsmiths from places long gone. And if those memories are real… Then maybe I can do something no Hexshot has ever done before. Become the greatest Gunslinger - "The Legendary Gun Saint" With Kohaku, my salamander Kindred at my side, rival Clans watching me closely, and the mysterious Aeon Pillars—towers that hold entire timelines—waiting for the Marked… My life as the weakest Hunter is only just beginning. And somehow… The Gun God’s “worst blessing” might change Velmark forever.
KaleidoXcope · 898 Views