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Global Lords: Building the Strongest Civilization with SSS Rank Talent

"I am the rot in your foundation. I will crawl back from hell and bury this world." Those were Red’s final words as his classmates watched him dissolve. They stole his life force to fuel their own ascensions, becoming Paladins, Sages, and Kings. They threw his empty husk into the Abyss, satisfied the 'Terrorist's Son' was finally gone. But death was not the end. While his body lay broken in the abyss, his soul drifted to the sanctuary of a Forgotten God. Awakening the forbidden SSS-Rank Talent [Exponential Divinity - 100x Growth], Red realizes that in this world, he doesn't need heroes, he needs monsters. From the chitin of hyper-evolved insects to dragons, from eldritch horrors to the nightmares sleeping in the dark, he begins to construct a civilization that defies the natural order. Under his hand, the weak do not just survive, they evolve into calamities. The Heroes are leveling up in their golden towers. The Gods are watching from their thrones. But in the shadows, Red’s Strongest Civilization is already preparing for war. [Betrayed and sacrificed, I awakened an SSS-Rank Talent. While others struggle to build a village, my civilization grows 100x faster.] Tags- #Kingdom Building #Civilization #Lit-RPG #Wars #Beast Taming #Game #Simulation #Overpowered #Gobal Lords #Level up #Weak to Strong #Revenge #Evolution === Join the discord server for maps, and character illustrations! Link- https://discord.gg/qdyayS8ewQ
NoWoRRyMaN · 1m Views

Saint Who Lay Low

When Gu An was just a servant, he accidentally broke a pot containing a spiritual flower. In his fear and panic, he discovered that he had actually seized twelve years of lifespan from it! From that moment on, a path to immortality stretched out before Gu An! To cultivate immortality peacefully, Gu An chose to become a menial disciple of the Tai Xuan Sect, tending to medicinal herbs every day and seizing their lifespans to further his cultivation. Through lifespan evolution, his basic cultivation techniques continually transformed, eventually evolving from simple foundational arts into divine abilities capable of reaching the heavens! Eras passed, stars shifted, and the mortal world experienced countless changes. Eventually, legends of immortals began to spread among humanity. Gu An, now revered as an immortal, spent half of his lifespan to transcend the limits of the immortal path, achieving the realm of a Saint, rising above the Heavenly Dao itself. However, one day, a white-robed elder, exuding an aura of immortality, came to visit Gu An. "This humble Taoist is the Star Lord of Xuanqing in the heavens. The Great Emperor Taihao has heard of the virtuous deeds you have done in the mortal realm—your repeated efforts to save countless lives, accumulating immeasurable merit. The Emperor has sent me down to summon you to join the ranks of the immortals and assume the position of Immortal Officer, Heavenly Horse Guardian." Gu An asked, "May I inquire, what are the duties of the Heavenly Horse Guardian?" "The Heavenly Court possesses divine steeds capable of traversing the heavens and earth, entering and exiting the realms of yin and yang. The role of the Heavenly Horse Guardian is to tend to and feed these divine steeds." Hmm? Tend to horses? ____________________ You can read advance chapters of this novel and other novels in my patreon patreon.com/NO_NAME1412
NO_NAME1412 · 1m Views

Evolving My Mythic Legion With A Legendary Skill

In a futuristic world, humans evolved beyond anyone’s imagination. Discovering new races, facing dangers, and almost facing extinction several times over, yet, as always, they adapted—becoming lords and obtaining their Domains on distant planets. The world was filled with terrifying creatures, those deadly creatures that plagued every race, every planet. In the year 7026, like every year, a large group of eighteen-year-old teenagers finally left Earth to awaken and challenge different Domains. Among them was Neil… Injected with the awakening fluid, Neil awakened two skills only to be betrayed, kidnapped and thrown in a death zone. While others received blessings, powerful abilities and grand titles, Neil awakened with synergy so pathetic—so pitifully low that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part. Betrayed and cornered inside the death zone, Neil had two choices: Give up… or keep suffering the extreme torment again and again. A death trap with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the creatures of nightmare. A domain with impossible difficulty, extreme monstrosities… Finally!! He became a lord! Becoming the first to conquer the highest-class domain, creating the strongest legion… Mythic Class army of Giants, Dragons, and more!! Discord: https://discord.gg/5Bp6Pb9UzN Extra chapters based on response I receive (GTs and Ps), that's all for now, peace out!!
Jin_moon · 1m Views

Thread of the Unchosen

"The heavens opened, and a thousand prayers ascended to find their thrones. But for one, the sky remained leaden, and the only answer was the lengthening of their own shadow." … They speak of a world spun from chaos— a realm beating with the pulse of the dead and the living alike, each ordained by the gift that shaped their existence. Power was not won. It was bestowed. Every soul awoke to a calling. Every calling carved a purpose— etched into destiny before the first breath was taken. Except one. Born beneath a sky that refused to recognize its existence. A reject among the chosen. Mocked by the world for his emptiness, until he embraced the void— and the shadows that welcomed him. But silence listens deeper than sound. And in that stillness… something finally spoke back. A voice forged of cold logic. It offered not salvation— but function. He reached for the light, not out of devotion, but to silence the hunger that knew no shame.   And the world shivered, unaware that this choice, was the first thread pulled from the tapestry of fate. And thus began the fracture. Through a system that whispered in a language no living mind could bear, he etched himself across the spines of countless timelines— and feasted upon every doubt ever cast upon him. The world shuddered. Its laws unraveled like threads from an ancient loom. And when the sky finally screamed, it was no echo of the cosmos, nor lament of the gods— but the bellow of him. The one who rose from the hollow of silence. The one who taught creation itself the terror of being consumed. The tapestry has torn. The loom is silent. And in the heart of the original dark, a pair of eyes—unblinking and starved—has finally opened. The feast has begun.
TwoFish · 15.9k Views