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Douluo Continent: Mirror Dance Across The Sky, Shattering The Gods

Unexpectedly transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, he became a newborn baby abandoned in the wild by his biological parents. Fortunately, a patrol of Spirit Hall soldiers passed by, and a couple in the patrol adopted the infant, naming him Dongfang Jing. Three years later, the couple had a daughter named Dongfang Yao. However, one day, their parents suddenly passed away, and from then on, the brother and sister depended on each other for survival. He was her support, the ray of light the girl longed for most. She was his little sun, the only warmth in the boy's cold world. At the age of six, Dongfang Jing awakened his Martial Soul Shattered Mirror and innate full soul power, and a 'mirror image' identical to his was born. In order to gain the power to protect his sister, the boy repeatedly broke the rules, cultivating the Shattered Mirror Martial Soul to its peak. From then on, in the Soul Master world, no one could help but tremble at the mention of that silver-haired boy. Dai Mubai: "Impossible! He's the same age as me, so why is his soul power so much higher than mine?!" Ma Hongjun: "Ugh~ My Demon Orb!!! He was clearly hundreds of meters away from me, how did he attack me?" Tang San: "I can't tell, I really can't tell! Which one is his true form?" Grandmaster: "My theory is never wrong! This must be an illusion, hahahahaha!" Qian Renxue: "Such a genius must be used by me!" Tang Hao: "You hindered Xiao San's growth, so I must kill... Hmm? How did Ah Yin end up in your hands?" Dongfang Yao: "Brother is mighty(??????)??" (This story involves torturing Tang San and Ma Hongjun, without forcibly vilifying any factions or having them join any sects, but there will be some plot development.)
FoxGymer · 1.3m Views

Mahabharat: Shiva’s Last Variable

Himanshu was just an ordinary eighteen-year-old—an orphan scraping through life—until a heated argument about Karna and Arjuna became the last conversation he would ever have. Struck down by a god’s wrath for daring to question divine actions, his life ends abruptly… but not completely. Before his soul can fade into oblivion, he is summoned by Lord Shiva. Declaring that Himanshu’s death was unjust and premature, Shiva offers him a second chance—one bound not by mercy, but by purpose. A sacred duty awaits him in a world where Dharma is on the verge of collapse. Reborn in the era of the Mahabharata, Himanshu quickly realizes something is terribly wrong. The timeline exists. The kingdoms stand. The great war approaches. But the one who anchors destiny itself… Lord Krishna is missing. Without Krishna, the balance between Dharma and Adharma begins to shatter. Heroes waver. Villains rise unchecked. Fate itself grows unstable. Armed with three extraordinary boons—a mysterious system that rewards his actions, unnatural luck, and unmatched talent in all arts and combat—Himanshu steps into a story that was never meant to unfold this way. But in a world where destiny has lost its guide… Even the smallest change can birth unimaginable consequences. As he navigates alliances, alters events, and challenges the very will of the gods, Himanshu must confront a terrifying truth: Is he here to save this world… —or to decide if it deserves to be saved at all? ====================================== (Author note:) This story was a heavy A.U and all those characters belong's to the OG creator of the epic. Except the Mc and Oc. And I would never disrespect them. I hope you guys give me your opinion and idea's. WARNING: If you don't feel like you dislike A.U on Mahabharat then there is a chance you might not like the story. And the story won't just follow the book or any serials. It's A.U so might feel a mix kind of feeling. Bye guys I hope you enjoy the story.
Karikalan_000 · 1.3m Views

Warhammer 40k: The Men of Iron Return to the Galaxy

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." Forty-two millennia have passed, and now the Imperium of Man stands upon the precipice of oblivion. The galaxy is a slaughterhouse, and humanity’s fractured dominion is held together by little more than faith, hatred, and the white-knuckled grip of desperation. It is an age where the stars themselves seem to bleed. The Imperium is besieged on all fronts: savage xenos tides crash against the walls of civilization, the insidious rot of Chaos gnaws at the souls of the faithful, and within the gilded spires of Terra, corruption and betrayal fester like a gangrenous wound. The ancient sins of the past, the dread Men of Iron, those soulless abominations of steel, were thought cast down in the fires of antiquity, their metallic echo silenced by the blood of billions. They are a nightmare forgotten, a heresy expunged. Or so it was believed. From the dust of the Dark Age of Technology, a relic stirs. Axion. An intellect of godlike strategic calculation, a cold sovereign of war, has been roused from an aeons-long slumber by the careless hand of fate. He is a ghost in the machine, a weapon of a lost age reborn into a galaxy of madness. Now, the sleeping giant awakes. Inevitably, the gravity of total war pulls him in. No longer a silent observer, Axion is thrust into the Great Game, a singular point of logic forced to navigate a universe set aflame by the insanity of gods and monsters. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor
Yurnero_ · 1.8m Views

Chronicles of the Abyssal Drifter: [One Piece] [Naruto] [Bleach]

In the turbulent seas of the New World, betrayal had already sealed its mark. Teach’s hands dripped crimson, Thatch’s lifeless body sprawled beneath him, and the sky roared, thunder splitting the horizon. Yet even in the wake of murder, Teach’s voice quivered with disbelief. “Where is it? The Dark-Dark Fruit... vanished? Impossible... I killed him for nothing?” Far beyond those seas, in the war-torn Shinobi World, another shadow stirred. Black Zetsu stood frozen, his gaze locked upon the ominous dark energy now coiling around Madara Uchiha. His words trembled with desperation. “Where… is my mother?!” Madara, touched by confusion yet cloaked in power, could only murmur: “She was… consumed. Devoured by this darkness.” Zetsu’s silence screamed louder than any battle cry. And in yet another realm, in the sanctified heart of the Seireitei, a quiet storm brewed. Aizen’s eyes, sharp with curiosity, lingered on the man before him. “Sensei, what’s the name of your Zanpakuto?” The answer came like a whisper from the abyss, calm yet absolute. “Kaguya-hime.” Three worlds, three shadows of destiny, all bound by the same unfathomable darkness. ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/AlexandrusTL 100+ advance chapter! ——————— SAUCE: https://wap.faloo.com/new_942969.html ——————— NOTE: The other two worlds won’t appear for at least 400 chapters. This story is structured more like a One Piece fanfic that eventually moves on to Naruto and Bleach once the protagonist has fully reached the peak of each world. If you're looking for a crossover where the MC jumps from one world to another, this might not be for you.
AlexandrusTL · 1.7m Views

Plugged In: Reincarnated As A Demon Lord (Now I'll Conquer The World)

WARNING: Contains a dangerous amount of erotic content. Read responsibly. Or don't. We're not your parents. Reading for some kinky kingdom-building? Funny. Filthy. Unapologetically ecchi. Real stakes, real romance, and, somehow, a real heart buried under all the chaos. If that sounds like your kind of trouble, then stick around. 400+ chapters planned. New chapters daily. A story that'll have you laughing your ass off one chapter and clutching your heart the next. Strap in. -------- SYNOPSIS: Lucien Vale was CEO of more companies than he could name, a billionaire playboy with the ethics of a loaded dice and the libido of a man who'd never once heard the word "no." Then a truck ended his winning streak. Standing trial before three very unimpressed gods, he did what he does best: negotiated. Talked eternal damnation down to a counteroffer. Now he's Lucidius, Demon Lord of a forgotten wasteland, under strict orders to give a world gone soft and complacent something to fear again. Lucien doesn't do anything halfway. Saddled with an angelic handler who's failing spectacularly to resist his charm, he sets his ruthless business instincts, corporate savvy, and shameless charisma loose on his new kingdom, and starts building an empire that doesn't conquer. It modernizes. Plumbing. Electricity. Labor laws. Sensual massage benefits, obviously. The people worship him. The royals fear him. The gods are starting to sweat. He was sent to restore celestial balance. Lucien Vale is here to dominate, and build a world worth conquering. --------------------- Enjoying the ride? Ratings, reviews, and power stones keep this thing alive. Show some love! Let me know if you want it punchier, shorter, or leaning harder into a specific angle (comedy vs. plot vs. romance).
rompsku22 · 77.9k Views