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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 · 1.4m Views

THE SILENT SYMPHONY

In a world that only hears shouts, his silence is a weapon. Orphaned and mute, Mateo Álvarez communicates through the beautiful game. After a tragic accident steals his voice, it grants him something else: an extraordinary ability to see the flow of play before it happens, a gift he calls The System. On the pitch, he is a prodigy, a conductor of silent symphonies, reading the game with a genius that leaves scouts and legends in awe. His talent earns him a destiny at FC Barcelona’s famed La Masia academy. Under the wing of mentors like Pep Guardiola and Lionel Messi, Mateo flourishes, his dream of one day representing Spain on the world stage feeling closer than ever. He becomes their golden boy, a symbol of pure footballing intellect, and the heart of a new generation. But when the club’s soul is traded for corporate interests, Mateo’s greatest strength is recast as a liability. To the new board, a star who cannot speak is a star who cannot sell. Betrayed by the institution he called home, the boy who dreamed in goals is cast out at sixteen, his future shattered. Now, Mateo must journey beyond the only home he’s ever known. Armed only with his preternatural gift and a resilience forged in silence, he must find a new team willing to listen not to his voice, but to his vision. His quest is no longer just for club glory, but to prove a devastating truth to those who discarded him: that the most powerful language in football isn’t spoken at all. The Silent Symphony is an unforgettable underdog story about the corruption of dreams, the beauty of resilience, and the unspoken bonds that define us. It's a journey across the fierce landscapes of European football to reclaim a stolen destiny, one perfect pass at a time. **** DISCLAIMER: The contents of 'THE SILENT SYMPHONY' is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, businesses, locations, events, and incidents portrayed within this book are either the products of the author's imagination or have been used in a fictitious manner. Any similarity to actual persons, whether living or deceased, or to real-world events is entirely coincidental. References to real companies, football clubs and organizations are included for storytelling purposes only and are not intended to depict the actual actions or involvement of these entities. The use of these names does not aim to harm, defame, or discredit any company, football club or organization.
Malinote · 1m Views

Lord of Eternal Bloom and Decay

For an entire year, Scott was addicted to playing Sporos, a survival game he found online. He was addicted to the brutal, open-world simulation known for its 99.9% mortality rate, a digital hellscape defined by the "Blooming Decay Event" that swallowed humanity twenty millennia ago. He died thousands of times to the acid-drenched fangs of Spore Beasts and the lung-collapsing rot of cyclonic spore storms. Pushed to the brink of frustration by the game's impossibility, Scott spent weeks coding a balancing script—a "Shelter Core" cheat designed to defy the game’s cruel fate. However, things took another extreme turn as Scott woke up trapped in the body of a "Critically Weakened" Shelter Lord on Sporos, with a remaining lifespan of only 17 years. He is now a mutated survivor struggling to breathe in a world where the atmosphere is thick with corrosive pollen and the ground is buried beneath miles of sentient, hungry mycelial mats. However, the code came with him. Floating before his eyes is the interface that will change the fate of this rotting world. While the horrors of Sporos—the flesh-eating Biolilies and the hallucinations of the Feral Echo, Scott begins his grind. He possesses the unique ability to inject fixed experience points into his very DNA, forcing evolution where nature intended decay. [ First Ordered Foundation Gene: Lvl 0 Mycelial Heart] [ Effect (Lvl 0): Improves Hosts cultivation of Life energy by 0.05 per day. Life energy storage and recovery rate +20%. One fixed point of upgrade experience is gained daily, with additional, random experience points earned through continuous exercise.] [ Upgrade Path: Each level will significantly increase the efficiency and speed of Life Energy absorption by an additional 50% each level by expanding the body's capacity for storing Life Energy, directly improving recovery rate and stamina.] [ Upgrading First Ordered Foundation Gene: Mycelial Heart from Lvl 0 to Lvl 1... ] [ Upgrading First Ordered Foundation Gene: Mycelial Heart from Lvl 1 to Lvl 2... ] . . [ First Ordered Foundation Gene: Lvl 5 Mycelial Heart] [ Effect (Lvl 5): Improves Host's cultivation of Life energy by 0.51 per day. Life energy storage and recovery rate +202% and gains 10 fixed points of upgrade experience daily, with additional, random experience points earned through continuous exercise. ] [ Minor Energy Siphon (Unlocked at Lvl 5): Allows the user to actively draw a small amount of life energy from direct contact with living flora (plants, fungi) to accelerate personal stamina recovery outside of combat. ] —- [ First Ordered Foundation Gene: Lvl 0 Bull's Frame] [ Effect (Lvl 0): Physical attributes +100%, One fixed point of upgrade experience is gained daily, with additional, random experience points earned through continuous exercise. ] [ Upgrade Path: Each level will directly repair and enhance the user's physical body by an additional 50% each level by restoring bone density, rebuild atrophied muscle, and increase overall physical strength, durability, and resilience.] [ Upgrading First Ordered Foundation Gene: Bull's Frame from Lvl 0 to Lvl 1... ] [ Upgrading First Ordered Foundation Gene: Bull's Frame from Lvl 1 to Lvl 2... ] . . [ First Ordered Foundation Gene: Lvl 5 Bull's Frame ] [ Effect (Lvl 5): Physical attributes +1,012%, 10 fixed points of upgrade experience is gained daily, with additional, random experience points earned through continuous exercise. ] [ Impact Bracing (Unlocked at Lvl 5): The user's body will instinctively tense and redistribute kinetic force upon detecting an imminent heavy impact, significantly reducing damage and knockback from blunt force trauma. ]
MountainDuskwalker · 10.4k Views

Mana Reaver System

He isn’t weak. He’s damned. Cursed to feed only on the mana of the dead. Eric won a second chance at life after a system promised he could get revenge for the death of he and his best friend. He immediately accepted, but he didn't sign up to be a Kill-to-feed being after carrying out his revenge on his killers. Eric refused the order of the parasitic System to kill and consume the mana of his own people. His defiance triggered a transformation into a mindless Beast, and he awoke in a field of corpses. Something he'd done in his mindless state. Thousands of his colony brothers and sisters, brutally killed, their mana devoured. Consumed not by choice, but by a curse he couldn’t control. Now, transmigrated to a world of magic and blades, the same System whispers to him again. His hunger for mana is a ticking clock. Consuming mana however, doesn't just stop his hunger, it also makes him stronger, whether he wants to be or not. And in this strange, violent academy in a violent world, he wants nothing. He just wants to hide. So he plays his role: the hopeless, clumsy freshman, content to be the bottom of the class. He'll be weak. He'll be harmless. He’ll be anything but a threat. But the curse has other plans. Eric never wanted to grow stronger than he was. He needed a solid reason to upgrade his stats so desperately... Until that reason came to him. A mad, brutal reason to grow stronger. To survive this world, he must first conquer the monster he brought with him. And the line between controlling the beast… and becoming it… is starting to blur. Weakness is his disguise. Hunger is his power. And the academy is about to learn that the most dangerous predator isn’t the one who roar in the wilderness. It’s the one pretending to cower.
ValyrianBlacq · 40.5k Views

I Became a Black Dragon…

The objectives of life of Logan were basic: to work his way up the ladder, relax, not to be roasted by his roommates. His ideal college routine? Prepare ranked queues, drink a lot of energy drinks and tip his teammates over to the extent that they doubted their life decisions. But then came the soda. One can of cola lying in his keyboard, a lightning bolt straight down the spine, and a last, rebellious scream--I will swear I could have turned that battle! The next thing he knew, Logan was dead. And was reborn in a world that zero sense. When he awoke he was no longer in his dorm. He was in a cave. A damp, echoing cave. And he wasn't human. He was a dragon. Not the cool kind, either. Not the burns cities to ash, comes with his own orchestral theme type of dragon. No, Logan had come back as a black dragon so feeble, that it had taken three minutes of him to sneeze out acid. And to make matters worse, in the corner of the cave a little girl with white hair and twitching fox ears, lay cowering like a frightened kitten. She looked at him with great, weeping eyes that almost screamed: You... you are not going to eat me, right? Logan would have liked to be honest with her. That he could not even rise at this moment, much less feed anybody. He had just made the most embarrassing gesture in the annals of dragons the face-plant against the bottom of the cave. But then the memories hit. Not his, but that of this dragon. And they were more than disappointing. They were mythical amounts of stupidity. It seems that this dragon had previously chosen to fight against a whole human army. Why? To kidnap a princess. Spoiler: it didn't go well. They flogged him to such a point that he was almost served medium-rare. Logan was now trapped in a world of swords and sorcery, with a clean sheet. He was forced to learn again how to walk, how to fly, how to breathe fire without coughing on it, how to appear threatening rather than pathetic... And what to do to get a fox-eared girl that looked like she could burst into tears any second. However, shortly this world would get to know a bitter truth: The most evil being is not the mightiest dragon. It is the one that had never wished to do so--unless someone provided him with a reason to do so.
OopsIDroppedMyPen · 250 Views

The Chosen One: Necromancer with the Strongest Trait

That day was supposed to be mediocre. I woke up thinking it was finally my time to carve out my own life. I didn’t wish for anything godly or broken, just something good enough to live a comfortable and honest life. I never expected to awaken anything remarkable, certainly nothing that could compare to the gifts of geniuses from noble or influential families. After all, I was just an orphan, a nobody with nothing to show. I went to the Awakening Ceremony fully prepared to receive a mediocre profession. As for awakening a Trait… I never even considered it possible for someone like me. That’s how it should have been. I stood before the Awakening Crystal, my palm resting lightly against its cool surface. The moment I touched it, a surge of spiritual energy rushed through my body, making my heart pound and my thoughts blur. The sensation was surreal, almost euphoric. And then, a voice echoed within me: [You called to the forgotten souls, and their whispering chorus answered.] [The dead shall heed your call, and the silence of souls shall respond to your will.] [The fallen shall rise once again.] [You have awakened the Unique Profession: Necromancer.] That was the day all my beliefs came crashing down. The day that marked the beginning of my unstoppable rise toward invincibility. The day I took my first step toward domination, for I would trample any and all beneath my unattainable and absolute power. For I possessed the strongest Trait of all. The stronger I became, the more truths of the universe I unveiled, truths about who I was and what I was meant to become. And with every step, it grew clearer. I wasn't a Human. I wasn't a villain and certainly not a hero. I was something superior. I was the Chosen One.
RebornXUndead · 19k Views

Naruto: Uchiha Rules the World(Continued)

“Kindness built upon others’ suffering is the most hypocritical kind of kindness.” — Uzumaki Kushina ——— A bloodstained Uchiha boy walked toward the main gate, carrying three human heads. All three heads wore masks, their faces impossible to identify. This boy was Rengoku, rushing back from Kusagakure after being rescued by Muku and Ryuzetsu. He traded a single piece of intel for a special rapid treatment. He never dared stop, not even to change clothes, heading straight back to Konoha. When he reached the village gate, gatekeepers Kamizuki Izumo and Hagane Kotetsu stepped up immediately to confirm his identity. “Uchiha Rengoku, mission in Kusagakure.” While flipping through the file in his hand, Hagane Kotetsu gave the heads a quick look. “Did something unexpected happen?” ——— “Looks like I made it in time.” Hearing the clan meeting had just ended, Rengoku finally let out a breath of relief. He had been rushing nonstop, didn’t even change clothes, and managed to make it back before the night of the clan extermination. The Uchiha clan meeting had wrapped up already. Konoha had learned from Itachi about the Uchiha coup plan. Danzo had likely already ordered Itachi to wipe out the clan. Itachi was probably contacting Tobi these past few days, preparing to move. But now that he’d made it back, there was still a chance to gamble. ——— For Rengoku, this was only the beginning. As long as he protected the Uchiha clan, its members would become his endless source of chakra. The rise of the Uchiha was the road to his own power. He would one day become the god of the Uchiha. And even, the GOD OF THIS WORLD. (It is being continued from Chapter 336. To read previous chapters, search the name.) ═❀IT'S A TL❀═ RAW:
Ambitious_Guy_2 · 12.9k Views