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In a world where extraordinary powers come with extraordinary consequences, nine legendary heroes stand on the brink of chaos. Bound by fate and fractured by secrets, they struggle to protect a city teetering on the edge of destruction. Amid shifting alliances and hidden agendas, Connor, Mark, Alex, and Zack find themselves caught in the crossfire-each carrying their own burdens and fighting to survive. As old wounds reopen and new threats emerge, the true meaning of heroism is tested.

Genre: Action, futuristic, dystopian, steampunk, tragedy, mature (incest, forced, prostitution, brainwash, exhibitionism, NTR) Saffronshire- a futuristic dystopia where only women possess powers. but the men can borrow it from them through forceful ways. A constant struggle between the femineity and masculinity.

"When did I last see the sun?" This is precisely the question that involuntarily pops into almost everyone's head when looking at the dark sky. A whole month has passed since the sun was hidden from Earth by dark clouds, plunging the world into chaos. Shortages of electricity, the approach of war, hunger. The combination of all these factors made people wonder if humanity had a future? No one suspected that all these problems would disappear a month after the sun's disappearance. Two guys—Asan and Lázlo—living in the orphanage complex Yensvald-Ost, could not have imagined that their lives, and indeed the life of the entire world, would be turned upside down in just one day. Asan always wanted to escape this place to gain freedom, but is freedom worth the fall of the entire world? Before he could even realize what was happening, Asan got the chance to use magic, and the already unfriendly world became even more dangerous. Will he be able to trust people and survive in this harsh, cold, and cruel "New World"?

Warhammer: We Are All Alpharius Before you lies the Emperor, who existed long before humanity's first city was built. He loved his fellow humans; throughout history, he silently amassed knowledge and protected his race. He foresaw humanity's progress, embodying various roles throughout different eras. After experiencing the Golden Age, the Dark Age, and the Age of Strife among the stars, humanity once again entered the Age of Empire. In the 798th year of the 30th Millennium, humanity once again united under one banner: the joint rulers of Holy Terra and Mars, the protectors of the Imperium of Man, the immortal Emperor! The Emperor began the Great Crusade to conquer the stars! This was the best of times, and the worst of times! Powerful Primarchs, once lost, returned one after another, forming Legions to join the Great Crusade. A time-traveling soul united with the 20th Primarch, Omegon. From then on, Alpharius Omegon became the name of both one and two people. Alpharius Omegon was both the first and the last Primarch to return, or had he already returned? No, actually... "You are Alpharius, I am Alpharius, we are all Alpharius!" "Long live Hydra!" ____________________ [RAW: 战锤：我们都是阿尔法瑞斯] __________________ Themes: #Warhammer30K #GreatCrusade #PreHorusHeresy #GrimdarkUniverse #PoliticalIntrigue #PsychologicalWarfare #AlternateHistory #DualityOfMan #FateAndFreeWill #PowerAndSacrifice --- Main Character Traits: #TransmigratorProtagonist #PrimarchReincarnation #EmpireBuilder #MilitaryStrategy #VisionaryLeader #TacticalGenius #CunningButKind #CompassionateYetRuthless #CharismaticCommander #MasterManipulator #AntiheroMC #HiddenIdentity #BrotherhoodAndLoyalty --- Setting & Lore: #EmperorOfMankind #ImperiumOfMan #AlphaLegion #Alpharius #Omegon #HydraDominatus #PreHeresyExpansion #EmpireManagement #TimeTravel #WarhammerMultiverse #IntelligentCivilizationBuilding #GodlikeProtagonist #MaleLead

Warhammer 40k- Novel Summary In the closing days of the Unification Wars, Terra bled, but it did not break. The Primarchs, scattered by forces beyond comprehension, had yet to return. And above the battered ruins of Old Earth, the Emperor brooded—not in defeat, but in calculation. Then came the Raven. It did not speak in tongues, nor did it sing of prophecy. It arrived in silence, draped in shadow, a creature forged by time itself. Bound by the threads of fate to beings of consequence, it alighted upon the Emperor’s shoulder and whispered: “Come. The stars alone are no longer enough.” The being we would call the Emperor listened. In that moment, the Great Crusade was reborn—not as mere reclamation of lost human worlds, but as a conquest of the very multiverse itself. Through the Raven, the Master of Mankind came to harvest the secrets of alien realities, forging them into weapons of divine potency: The Gene Engine – Super God Gene Universe Protoss Psi-Tech & Phase Crystals – Koprulu Sector (StarCraft) Death Star Superlaser Array – Star Wars Galaxy Etheric Phase Engine – Stellaris Continuum All Spark Matrix – Cybertronian Machine-Wars (Transformers) Dimensional Blade Systems – Trisolaris Incident (Three-Body Universe) From these alien truths, the Emperor wrought a new Imperium—not one of fragile belief, but of absolute power. Now, across the untold skeins of time and space, the Aquila of Mankind was raised across worlds both known and newly conquered. The human empire, reborn with stolen fire from alien stars and distant realities, marched as a steel tide across the multiverse. Worlds fell. Gods screamed. Reality bent beneath the boot of Mankind. And amidst the chorus of dying galaxies, the Raven — bearer of prophecy, wanderer of fates, tilted its head as warp-light flickered across its feathers. “I only wanted to show the Golden One the stars,” it murmured. “How could I have known he’d see it as a call to war?” From the ruins of utopias and the corpses of tyrants, the Emperor declared: “Let it be known: All that exists shall kneel before the Imperium of Mankind or will be turned to dust.” -------------- [Raw: 战锤：帝皇的渡鸦使者 ] #Warhammer40K #Fanfiction #SciFi #Multiverse #Grimdark #Crossover #EmpireBuilding #GalacticConquest #OverpoweredProtagonist #GodlikeMC #AlternateUniverse #MaleLead #MilitaryStrategy #Action #DarkFantasy #SystemElements #NonHumanMC #Reincarnation #TimeTravel #CosmicHorror #AlienTechnology #TechnologyWarfare #DimensionalTravel #MythicScale #EpicSaga #UniversalDomination

Lucas transmigrates to a parallel world and is thrilled to discover that many of the classic, brilliant games from his past life don’t exist here. Eager to make his mark, he’s also burdened with an "Emotion Collection System"—where players’ emotions like joy, sorrow, excitement, fear, and anger from his games make him stronger. But why is it so much easier to harvest resentment than happiness? Staring at his point earnings, Lucas is utterly baffled. And so, his career as a game designer takes a… creative turn. In Undertale, players slam their desks and scream: "I’m the one being played by this game!" In Outlast, players shriek: "The locker moved! I quit—NOPE!" In Dark Souls, players cheerfully boot up the game, only to beg: "Leave the Fire Keeper and GET OUT! Take your damn flame with you—we refuse to link it!" In Call of Duty, Soap, Roach, and Ghost meet tragic ends; in Final Fantasy VII, Zack falls in battle and Aerith meets her fate; in Red Dead Redemption, Arthur and John are betrayed… Players collectively rage: "DAMN YOU, LUCAS, YOU SADISTIC OLD FOX! CAN’T YOU BE KINDA TO YOUR PROTAGONISTS?!" When asked by a reporter how he feels about players’ fury, LUCAS smiles faintly: "This isn’t hatred—it’s the world’s players urging me forward! This is LOVE! Thank you all; I’ll keep up the good work!"

From Warhammer 30K: Flesh Ascendant [“When a 40k fan from the 21st century awakens as the Eleventh Primarch, evolution itself becomes the Imperium’s last weapon against the gods.”] Under the lure of the Four Ruinous Powers, the Empire fractures from within. The Horus Heresy looms, and the fate of Mankind drifts toward despair. Yet all is not lost. A soul from the 21st century awakens within the Eleventh Primarch. His name: Francis Crick. Armed with radical intellect and a body sculpted by evolution itself, he shall preserve the Imperium— and lead it into a new era. What others think of him: The Emperor: “...Annoyance.” Constantine Valdor: “He is everything that stands against my master’s design. And he is a vengeful bastard.” Leman Russ: “I hope Father doesn’t hear what he’s saying.” Horus: “I... trusted... him.” Fulgrim: “A shame. He is not with us.” Angron: “He... is... my brother.” Perturabo: “He is unexpected.” Ferrus Manus: “I... quite like him.” Sanguinius: “He is a little different—but my patron.” Lion El’Jonson: “He speaks truth.” Guilliman: "Sometimes, I can't tell whether he is jesting or saying most traitorus thing in Imperium." Alpharius: “He is unpredictable.” Alpharius Omegon: “...” Mortarion: "That cunning decieving Bastard" The Adeptus Custodes: “He dabbles in xeno-technocraft. Were it not for the Emperor’s word, our spears would have already found his heart.” Others: “...No comment.” What the Dark Gods say: Tzeentch, the Lord of Change: “He was not in my design.” Khorne, the Blood God: “Why does he not even acknowledge me?” Nurgle, the Lord of Decay: “How admirable... he drinks all that I pour forth.” Slaanesh, the Prince of Excess: “I cannot bear the sight of him...” Confronted by horrors beyond mortal comprehension, Francis Crick speaks but a single line: “Is this all you have to offer?” _______________ [RAW: 从战锤30K开始血肉飞升] __________________ #Warhammer30K #Action #Military #SciFi #WarAndStrategy #Grimdark #Psychological #ScienceFantasy #CosmicHorror #Reincarnation #LostPrimarch #GeneEvolution #Bioengineering #Transhumanism #Fleshcraft #ForbiddenScience #TechnologicalAscension #XenoTechnology #BiologicalAscension #PrimarchPhysiology #ChaosGods #Daemons #BeginningOf-HeresyEra #ImperiumOfMan #WarpCorruption #ForbiddenKnowledge #SecretProjects #AlternatePrimarch #ManVsChaos #RiseOfNewImperium#Deceptive #VengefulProtagonist #Prankster #Ragebaiter #Antihero #CunningStrategist #Brotherhood #MorallyGray #QuirkyScientist #ManipulativeButLoyal #RebellionAgainstFate #ScienceVsFaith #BrotherhoodThroughConflict #QuestioningDivinity #EvolutionOfHumanity #OrderThroughMutation #AlternateHistory #WarhammerFanfiction #LostLegion #SmartMC #GalaxySpanningWar

A science-fictional, post-apocalyptic epic blending hard science with metaphysical philosophy— saga of action, faith, and survival — where the spirit of Muaythai within a ten-year-old boy meets the ancient art of Qi cultivation, fused with futuristic science in the struggle to survive a fallen age. A ten-year-old son of a Muaythai dojo family — Kaodin — entangled in a timeless demon’s scheme and cast through a cosmic rift in time — the wound between worlds that births Aeonfall itself. Through the cosmic rift, the dormant Qi within his body ignites, merging with the strange radiation of the rift — transforming inner-Qi circulation into something beyond human comprehension. Kaodin stands as the pivotal force in the wheel of fate for humanity — a living symbol of survival and defiance in the world beyond. Can he eradicate the endless cycle of destruction and challenge the Timeless One’s existence? Or will he succumb to the desolation of this broken future — losing his ultimate hope of rekindling humanity’s light and returning to his original time to reunite with his family

A recurring nightmare afflicted Khan's nights since the Second Impact. His dreams replayed the scenes of the crash of the Nak's spaceship, an alien race that the humans had defeated five hundred years ago. Khan's life had turned upside-down after the tragedy. His mother had died during the incident, and the Nak's toxic mana had infected him. His father had managed to save him, but they ended up losing their home and name in the process. The nightmares wouldn't let Khan forget about the Nak, so he decided to join the Global Army and learn to wield mana. He had to put an end to those dreams, even if that meant hunting down that alien race through the stars. ------------------------------------- Follow me on Twitter: https://twitter.com/EoCNovels Instagram: eocnovels Discord link: https://discord.gg/fNsPwXMP7P

I have been reborn in France, and luckily, I have the identity of the Crown Prince. The downside is that the current king is Louis XVI, and in two years, he will be guillotined. Since my father and the ministers can’t be trusted, I’ll have to take matters into my own hands and reorganize France myself. First, I’ll make some money, just enough to solve the financial crisis that has plagued the country for centuries. Then, I’ll strike hard at the nobles with ill intentions who seek to usurp power. After that, I’ll seize the vast lands held by the church, which sits idle. Industry, technology, agriculture, and commerce will thrive together. I will be the greatest Crown Prince France has ever seen! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Johanssen10

Su Yuanshan, Chief Architect of Haixin, was reborn back to the year 1991. In this era, AMD still survived by cloning Intel. He began his layout with EDA tools, seizing the initiative before the Wassenaar Agreement took effect. His goal: to rebuild the sky for the domestic semiconductor industry Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Albino1

This story follows a female lead who never believed in aliens, other worlds, or anything beyond what she could see. But everything changes the night a massive explosion shakes Earth. She blacks out… and wakes up on an alien planet she’s never heard of, surrounded by beings unlike anything she’s imagined. But that’s only the beginning. She soon discovers that something hidden in her blood carries the key to unlocking an ancient secret—one powerful enough to change the fate of entire worlds. Now, every alien faction is searching for her, some wanting to protect her, others wanting to use her, and a few wanting her gone forever. A girl who didn’t believe in space is suddenly the most important person in the galaxy. And she must decide: run from the truth—or rise into the destiny she never asked for.

--- “Black Hole” was a boy with exceptional intelligence. But that was not all; when he was ten years old, he discovered that whenever he looked into someone’s eyes, he could see the most impactful memory that person had… and even stranger, he could feel the emotions that person experienced at that moment. This ability did not make Black happy; instead, it increased his suffering. His lack of answers caused a deep pain in his soul. And the hardest question for him was: Why was he created as a human who stands above everything else in this world? Black no longer felt comfortable making eye contact, so he began to limit his interactions with people. Even so, he continued searching for answers. His research had surpassed the scientific level of the planet by decades, but he still suffered from his ignorance about the secret of his eyes. Feeling frustrated, he reduced the time he spent on research and turned to a bit of entertainment. While switching between games… he came across something that might be the true key to what he was searching for. ---

Lin Haoran was reborn in 1978 Hong Kong, becoming a wealthy young heir. At this time, the glory of the British financial consortiums was beginning to fade, while Chinese capital was rising rapidly like bamboo after the rain, starting to shine on the international stage. Former British-controlled giants like Wharf and Hutchison Whampoa were becoming prime targets pursued by Chinese entrepreneurs. So, with growing strength, Lin Haoran set his sights on the leading British trading firm—Jardine Matheson... Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Albino1

Every time someone in Bangkok listens to an extremely rare 1989 cassette tape labeled only "アナタノコエ" (Anata no Koe - "Your Voice"), they become trapped in a 72-hour time loop that resets every time to exactly December 2nd, 2023. The only way to break the loop is for the listener to make the person whose voice is secretly recorded on Side B fall in love with them-without ever revealing the existence of the loop. If they fail by the 33rd loop, the tape burns, the listener forgets everything, and the person on Side B dies in an accident that very night.

Billionaire CEO Adrian Wynford never understood why his mother Elara Wynford, a legendary painter, left him an unfinished artwork and a note For years, Adrian kept the painting and the note locked away No name No explanation No title. For years, he tries to decode its meaning… A boy and a girl sketched with incomplete faces, broken strokes, the hidden layers beneath the canvas and the strange sense if light the painting seems to carry. Art critics call it “final mystery.” Collectors call it a masterpiece. But Adrian knows it’s something more because his mother never painted without purpose. Adrian has no idea that the little girl in the painting was real and that his mother once harbored a secret. Years earlier, Elara discovered a gifted seven-year-old child who painted with rare instinct and emotion. She became the Elara's secret student,trained privately, outside the public eye, destined for greatness and would one day cross paths with Elara's son. Together,Elara and the girl (Eva),aged seven crafted a painting that would one day become Adrian's greatest mystery. But tragedy struck. A fire incident that took the life of the famous painter and erased Eva's memories. Now Eva remembers nothing Not the famous woman who taught her Not the fire accident that erased her past Not even the painting she once helped create. Years later, Eva Sinclair, now twenty-three, enters Adrian’s life by accident, a paycheck artist with a talent she can’t explain and a childhood she cannot remember. She has no knowledge of Elara No memory of the lessons No understanding of why advanced techniques comes naturally to her hands. But when Eva sees the painting, something stirs Not a memory A pull. As Eva and Adrian are drawn together, fragments of her forgotten past begin to surface… and the truth of the painting slowly slowly awakens: The girl captured in soft strokes wasn’t a stranger. She was Elara’s secret student. A hidden prodigy the world never knew existed. Now, as the painting reveal its hidden truth,the past resurfaces and the future they were destined to share finally begins.

[Simulation shall commence.] On this fateful day, the world was stunned by the appearance of ancient animals that were supposed to have gone extinct for millions of years. Huge sinkholes appeared in every corner of the world, becoming a tunnel for the ancient animals to emerge to the surface. Humans have found an answer to one of the biggest mysteries in human history. Hollow Earth is real. Here, humans will wrest their lives to explore this new world that has existed for thousands, if not millions, of years underneath them. Before the start of his exploration, Clovis came across a place called ‘Another World Mall.’ Dwarven Sword, Magical Elven Clothes, or Giant Race Toy? Everything can be found in this ‘Another World Mall.’ As an aspiring Subterranean Explorer, how would he utilize this ‘Another World Mall’ to become the greatest explorer of all time and find the truth about the simulation?

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

“25 liters of water. 20 kilograms of oxygen. 4 kilograms of ammonia. 1.5 kilograms of lime. 800 grams of phosphorus… and, sure, let’s throw in one high-power energy core and a Qigong manual.” Luca looked at the mess on the floor. He gulped. “…That should be reasonable, right?” Taking a deep breath, he whispered in his mind: “Synthesis.” A golden flash erupted. When the light faded, a stunning blonde woman stepped forward, bowed, and declared with a clear, mechanical voice: > “Doctor. Android 18, reporting for duty.” Luca froze. “…Huh?” --- From that day on, things got out of control. [Anesthetic Watch], [Hextech Gunblade], [Artificial Devil Fruit], [Gundam Exia]… He didn’t know when it happened, but his “inventions” were becoming less scientific and more… ridiculous. Until the day he stared at the latest synthesis output: > “Broken Jade??” “A… phone booth??” He nearly collapsed. “Is ANY of this reasonable?!”

I time-traveled. Not to the present-day Teyvat I knew so well… but to more than 2,600 years before the story even begins. The Seven are still unformed. Legends have yet to be born. History hasn’t been written— and somehow, I’m standing in the middle of it. I thought knowing the future would make everything easier. Yet the Teyvat before me is nothing like the one I remember. My choices ripple across centuries. Is the future of this world really the one I once admired… or a tragedy I accidentally helped create? Time erodes memories, but I refuse to forget where I came from. Even if the world forgets me. Even if the person I care for most has to disappear with it. Hello… little one. We meet for the first time— and maybe, the last.