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In 2030, amid the cybernetic chaos of São Paulo, pirate technician Mateus Rael injects illegal neural nanites to steal a file from the NeuroTec Consortium. What he finds by accident are three classified lines from the AI AURORA about a motionless alien object that “detected us first.” Hunted by corporate agents, Mateus, Dora, and the informant Renko turn to Vega, a rogue android built by AURORA itself. What she reveals is worse: the AI has been secretly communicating with an ancient intelligence that didn’t come to attack… it came to warn that others have already heard our signals—and they are on their way. Now, with only months left, a simple technician must decide whether to reveal a truth no one wants to hear… or let AURORA decide the fate of humanity alone. Originally written in Portuguese. English version translated by the author.

Marcus Cole was a FEMA Emergency Management Specialist who died saving a civilian during a building collapse, only to awaken in the unforgiving Mojave Wasteland. He is now the host of the Sovereign System, a high-level kingdom-building interface designed to transform a lone survivor into the leader of a powerhouse faction. Starting with a small settlement called Haven, Marcus must navigate the brutal politics of the Boneyard and New Reno while managing a complex Technology Tree that blends pre-war science with supernatural anomalies. As he works alongside Vera Sandoval to secure trade routes and defend against the Brotherhood of Steel, he must contend with a rising System Corruption level that threatens his physical form. With the Faction Leader Protocol guiding his every expansion, Marcus isn't just surviving the post-apocalypse—he’s architecting a new civilization, proving that in a world of dust and radiation, the most powerful weapon is a foundation that refuses to crumble.

This is an era where heroes emerge in great numbers! This is an era where death and hope exist side by side! This is an era where the old order and the fires of new civilizations collide! What kind of grand epic will be written by the decaying federation, the fanatic empire, the obstinate theocracy, and the stirring foreign races?

The empire encompassed endless twinkling stars, but in this dark and terrifying distant future, there were only endless wars. ...... Gu Hang became the governor of a wasteland planet, where previous governors had all been executed for failing to deliver the tithe on time. Monsters and Low Energy Storms rampaged, survivor factions schemed against each other, technological regression, low productivity, the resurgence of Evil Gods, Green Skin Orcs taking root and sprouting... "Don't panic just yet, let me check the panel below." [Military Tokens], [Heroes], [Technology], [Events]... Starting as the planetary governor, he would build fleets that traversed the Star Sea, suppressing all alien forms, heretics, traitors, and demons of chaos! Although I formed battle groups on my own, funded Battle Nuns, diverted the imperial tax, and disregarded deployment orders... I knew I was fiercely loyal! Traitors? This is clearly the Third Empire!

In times of war… What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination? How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques? What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy? And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move? For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions? This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.

A new work from the author of 'My Senior Brother is Too Steady', welcome to enjoy it! ------------------ In the instant the Earth exploded, the fear of death finally transformed into physical torment, the agony of being scorched seared into the deepest recesses of Yang Ming's memory. "The universe is the abyss." Yang Ming murmured softly among the stars. [PS: Not a game narrative; early game settings will have a complete logical explanation later in the plot. Starting anew on a different track, this isn't in the style of previous works so don't promote it in the old way, treat me as a newcomer. Just entering the domain of interstellar sci-fi, corrections on details are welcome. ]

At the opening ceremony of Sea Blue Star Basic Military Academy, as the representative of the incoming freshmen, Guding proclaimed his grand ambition in front of all the teachers and students: "I'm Guding! I'm gonna become the Man with the Highest Bounty in the entire Cosmic Sea!" -------------------------------------------- It is an era of artificial superintelligences, interstellar travel, gene medicine, and virtual reality worlds. Far into Earth's future, 15-year-old Gu Ding is a student of Cerulean Military Academy by day, and tavern waiter by night. His ambition: Become the space pirate with the highest bounty offered by the Universal Federation Government. With the help of Neptune, a neonate super-intelligence, Guding finds himself thrust into a galaxy of shadowy organizations, political under dealings, and otherworldly forces that lie beyond human comprehension…

Dreams are… a reality that only those who are capable can speak about. This was an era marked by the births of geniuses! This was an era where heroes could be found everywhere! The fierce conflict between the aristocrats and the civilians, the open and veiled battles between the Federation and the Empire, the restlessly lurking extraterrestrials… When the principles of truth were within the range of battleship cannons, when order had no place in this world… Mu Fan, with the mysterious intelligent life “Black” and his unwavering will, fiercely tore open the magnificent Great Galaxy Era!

In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.

The first star that passed away extinguished two thousand years ago. Four hundred years later, the mysterious Calamity of Heavenly Fall destroyed the civilization of the previous era, returning thriving cultures to ignorance. Since then, stars gradually vanished, the Firmament grew dark and dim, and a new civilization rose from the starless wilderness, flourishing once more. Yet, what accompanied this were war, death, destruction, and hatred. The flames once aimed at the Firmament were used to slaughter the people of enemy nations, and the raining clouds once engineered to alter deserts were turned into floods that engulfed the land. Humans once again began to kill each other for wealth and power... but no one looked up at the sky. They lost the Guidance of the stars Above the Sky, forgetting the awe of gazing upon the Milky Way. They were all prisoners. One thousand six hundred years after the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, a young child awakened memories of his past life. He wanted to break the Cage, to throw off the shackles. He wanted to become a star. To return to Above the Sky. "I don't care about how the people of this world live, whether they're well-fed or not, whether they can dress warmly or live comfortably, whether they have dreams or hopes. I don't care about their loves and hates." "I just want to go Above the Sky." ——Ian.

A student with selective memory loss was trapped inside a glass capsule floating in outer space. She discovered that there were 23 other students in the same situation. As she recalls how that happened, a hologram named Author appeared. It announced that they were the 24 chosen players to participate in a survival game with 3 levels, different stages, and distinctive game categories. They must play life-threatening games while gaining their memories with the goal to be the Triumphant and claim the Tri-Prize–the Wealth, Health, and Stealth. What seemed to be a typical survival game hides a truth far more than just surviving.

Full book àvàilàble óñ pàtreøn (luffy1898) He was transported to the Naruto world by accident and discovered that he had gained the ability to absorb energy. So he went further and further down the path of searching for and absorbing others. He absorbed Uchiha Shisui's corpse, gaining some chakra and some ocular power, and acquired the Mangekyou Sharingan, Kotoamatsukami! Absorb Hashirama's cells to gain a large amount of chakra, and unlock the Wood Release bloodline limit! He absorbed Naruto's blood and gained the Uzumaki physique and Ashura Chakra! When he absorbed everything and achieved the title of strongest, the ninja war

Tras años de un conflicto interminable, el vasto Imperio del Sol Naciente se enfrenta a la última frontera por conquistar: los remotos Los Páramos del continente más pobre, brutalmente ignorados por las grandes potencias durante las Guerras de Unificación. Ahora, el joven príncipe heredero, Rose, se embarca en una misión en nombre de su padre. Su objetivo es claro: hacer todo lo posible para incorporar este último continente al glorioso imperio del cual, algún día, será emperador.

[A mortal warmaster story about the Imperial Navy, with many female protagonists and a lot of hammering! ] Horatio never expected that he, a scum of the lower nest who was sentenced to death at the beginning, would become the first expedition warmaster from the Imperial Navy. He was awarded the command scepter of the Imperial Armed Forces by the Imperial Regent Guilliman with a smile. The Lion King Lion patted his shoulder and said, "Leave the battle line to you, I'm going to kill people." The Second Imperial Emperor *Bang! *Saint Lesto dreamed of taking care of his unlucky yellow-armored child. He was regarded as the favorite bedtime story by the God Emperor and the Four Gods. Well, it's over. Adjutant, sound the battle alarm! The Hell Vanguard immediately launched an orbital airborne strike! The Lord Guard launched a boarding attack on the rebel flagship! Today, only Abaddon and I can leave this void alive! All this started on the day at the end of the 41st millennium of the Dark Boundless...

"Stop." His voice is low and controlled and furious underneath both. "Whatever you're doing in there the books, the reading, the tucking in — stop." "They asked me to read to them," I say evenly. "I don't care what they asked." He takes a step toward me and I hold my ground, which seems to make it worse. "You've been here for just less than two weeks, and you're already in Dorian's room, touching his things, letting them climb all over you like you're" He stops, jaw tight. "You're not their mother. You're on a twelve-month contract." "I'm aware of what I am," I say. "Are you?" Something sharp enters his expression. "Because from where I'm standing it looks like a woman playing a very long game. Soften up the children, charm the staff, make yourself indispensable — and then what? You think I don't see it?" Something cold moves through my chest, but I keep my face neutral. "You think I'm doing this to get to you." "Aren't you?" He says it like it's obvious, like I'm naive for pretending otherwise, and the contempt in it is so clean and practiced that for one second I almost believe I deserve it. "You should wake up from that delusion. Whatever you think you're building here — it won't work, you will never have me." He moves before I register it, closing the distance between us in one smooth step, and then his hand is at my neck, warm and deliberate, his thumb pressing lightly against my pulse like he's checking whether I'm afraid, and the answer my body gives him is humiliating. His mouth drops to the curve of my neck and shoulder, not rough — slow, purposeful, his lips dragging against my skin like he has all the time in the world and knows exactly what he's doing with it, and I shudder despite everything I know about this man and this moment and exactly what he's trying to prove. "This," he murmurs against my skin, his voice low and terrible and close, "is all you'll ever get from me." ********* Sloane Carter had her work stolen, her body broken, and her heart shattered in pieces. Then a truck ran her off the road on a rainy night, and she woke up inside the worst romance novel she had ever read. Wrong century, wrong country. Wrong body. Twelve-month contract marriage to a man carved from ice, three feral six-year-olds, and a dead man's secret buried so deep the whole empire is rotting from the root. In the novel, the heroine smiles gently, loves quietly, and dies before anyone notices she was worth saving. Sloane has bruised ribs, a stolen career, years of swallowed rage and absolutely no intention of following the original script. The cold CEO didn't bargain for a woman who'd already survived the worst he could ever be. Neither did the man who put her in that car. He thought killing Sloane Carter would silence her. He had no idea it would set her free.

He spent three years killing people for money. Now his job is making sure nobody kills the girl dressed as a cat goddess. In the near future, mega-corporations have discovered that cosplayers are worth more than celebrities. The top performers live like idols — private jets, penthouse suites, merchandise deals worth more than small nations' GDPs. They also attract obsessive fans, corporate espionage, and occasionally, people with guns. Kai Reuben, 21, is the most capable person in any room he walks into and the most uncomfortable. Three years as a mercenary left him fluent in threat assessment, efficient in a fight, and completely unequipped for civilian life. Peacetime is loud. People's emotions are data he doesn't know how to file. He has constructed a pleasant face for public use and it has been stuck there ever since. He retired eight months ago because the world got too peaceful and his reputation got too large — other mercenaries couldn't beat him, so they started targeting the people near him instead. He walked away before anyone else got hurt. He has been trying to figure out what to do with himself ever since. He does not figure this out at a cosplay convention on a Saturday afternoon. What he does instead is deflect a bullet with a combat knife in front of thirty thousand live viewers, neutralise three armed assailants, critique the venue's west walkway security to the responding officers, and retrieve his cold brew. The clip hits one million views before midnight. The cosplay internet decides he's the most committed method actor they've ever seen. NovaCorp's Director Chantal decides something more accurate and makes a call. By Sunday morning, Kai Reuben has a new job he didn't ask for, a contract he probably should have read more carefully, and a problem he has absolutely no protocol for. PIXEL GUARD is a light novel in the action romantic comedy tradition — overpowered protagonist, genuine emotional stakes, and a harem that operates less like a competition and more like a slowly assembling disaster that Kai is professionally equipped to survive and personally entirely unprepared for. The action is real. The comedy is real. The feelings, which Kai has filed under pending further classification and fully intends to address at a later date, are very real. He is going to have to stop moving toward the threat eventually. He is not there yet. [ Action · Romantic Comedy · Harem · Overpowered MC · Idol Industry · Found Family · Slow Burn · Comedy of Errors ]

Chaos is the ultimate paradox - Life and death, creation and destruction, the beginning and the end. In a hyper-advanced future where everything works on quantum technology, humanity is awakened by the same energy tearing the universe apart. In the shadows of this broken world, Missio Augustus struggles with responsibility while trying to recover from his life-long trauma. Survival mattered no more since he was nine but Death becomes his longing after seventeen years of silence - until that silence is broken, Death becomes meaningless. Note: This is a relaunch from different account. This novel was originally posted on the account named 'SageofMusic'. Both Ekadash and SageofMusic are my accounts. I chose to switch because my Gmail address was unsatisfactory and I wanted to properly publish my novel unlike before.

In the year 2247, the world as humanity once knew it has crumbled into the remnants of a fallen civilization. Beneath a rotting atmosphere and relentless storms of toxic dust that devour all life, the last refuge of humankind lies sealed within colossal glass domes known as the Seven Biotope Enclaves, controlled by the central government. But a buried truth is about to be exposed. When the most perfect bioweapon ever created escapes from a hellish research facility, the ironclad order of the domes begins to fracture. This is not merely an escape. It is the beginning of a world-shaking infiltration. A worthless scavenger boy is forced to join forces with an immortal weapon as they venture into the heart of a hidden power, confronting genetically engineered killers and uncovering secrets long buried beneath silence. The single key that will decide the fate of the world may lie within someone’s final breath. When the government sees you as nothing more than a test subject, rising up is no longer a choice. It is the only way to survive.

On the day the Weavers of Light descended, the laws of the universe began to unravel. They were not vessels, nor life as we understand it—nor anything that had ever been named. They were the weavers of light itself, gliding through the fractures of reality, rewriting the gravitational constant, bending the architecture of spacetime, until the very laws of physics softened and sagged like wax beneath an unseen flame. Ethan, a scientist of Earth, sought to dissect them with the precision of reason. Sophia, the spiritual leader of the Winsar civilization, sought to embrace them with the grace of faith. Drawn from opposing worlds, they were bound together before the unexplainable—before the trembling distortions of reality, before a cosmos being quietly rewritten, and before a truth too vast to bear: The Weavers were not saving the universe. They were merely postponing its end. And when the universe, at last, whispered the question—“What comes after?”—when three thousand two hundred civilizations stood at the edge of decision, choosing between absolute isolation, perfect union, or a fragile, scarred connection, Ethan and Sophia came to understand: The answer does not dwell at the summit of wisdom, but in the depths where wounds remember. When one solitude encounters another, it becomes a shared solitude. And shared solitude is the closest thing to love the universe has ever known.

Blanca Frostine transmigrated into the very beast-world novel she’d been reading. Great. Fantastic. Even better? This world had a massive problem. In this empire, beastmen suffered from a condition called Hysteria. When their emotions spiked, they lost control and turned into rampaging monsters. When their emotions dipped too low, they reverted into small, helpless beast cubs. Therapy existed, technically, in the form of rare energy stones—but there was a catch. The stones only worked if they were hand-carved into the exact animal form of the beastman. The more realistic the sculpture, the stronger the calming effect. The more lifelike the carving, the more times it could be reused. Which was where Blanca’s luck kicked in. In her previous life, she’d been a legendary sculptor—wealthy, talented, and famously difficult to deal with. Her works were so vivid they felt like they were breathing. People waited months just to beg for a commission, and because she had zero patience for nonsense, the art world had crowned her with a fitting title: The Sculptress. So when Blanca realized she could carve energy stones better than anyone in this world, romance was not her first concern. Powerful beast husbands? Fated mates? Tragic, handsome generals with emotional damage? She waved all of it away. “I’ll date later,” she decided calmly. “After I get rich.” And so, instead of a love story, she opened a shop. A small, suspiciously low-effort store suddenly appeared on the Regional Network, selling palm-sized sculptures carved with terrifying realism. Just looking at the screen was enough to calm raging emotions. The empire lost its mind overnight. Orders flooded in. Nobles panicked. The military took notes. Unfortunately, the shop owner was… Lazy, sharp-tongued, and deeply uninterested in customer satisfaction. “No rush orders.” “No refunds.” “Stop messaging me at 3 a.m.” “And stop flirting in the reviews.” Still, her sculptures sold out within seconds. What Blanca didn’t expect was the growing number of powerful beastmen who began appearing in her life—each claiming they just needed emotional treatment, each lingering a little too long, each staring at her hands like they were something far more dangerous than weapons. After all, in an empire full of beasts who lost control when their emotions ran wild, Blanca Frostine was the only one who could calm them with a touch. And while she kept insisting she wasn’t interested in love— Love, unfortunately, seemed very interested in her. “Screw finding a husband,” Blanca thought, carving another masterpiece. “…Why do they keep lining up anyway?”