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John Mirage was a young hacker, waiting for his court trial, when he was presented with a choice. Joining a secret ‘fake’ government program, he ended up playing right in a totally unexpected foul play from the future! He found himself travelling into the future, inside a VR game called "Athanasia", where he gained a Hacker System and many abilities, and faced a grand scheme that ran deeper than anyone thought! The fight between humans and machines in the future wasn’t just brutal and cunning; it also spanned to include the VR game, the real world, and even a totally alien world, with different powers in play, even alien races! And John was standing right in the heart of all this, as the variable and anomaly no one expected! Armed with his system, John will struggle to complete quests, learn new abilities, hack everything, increase his system synchronisation level and upgrade his system to become a powerhouse and an unexpected variable in that war! John will fight on different fronts, against overwhelming odds, and find a way to hack his success through all adversaries!

Two brothers, Nate and Teddy, must survive after deaths in their family leave them all alone. Awakening a gift to see the dead becomes a curse as they are dragged into the dark side of the world. A world of myth, legend, and magic. A killer commanding the dead wreaks havoc on the populace, a strange Knight hunts to convert those to his cause, and haunted houses team with opportunity. As the two spiral further into the world of the undead, they encounter a Necromancer and his eccentric master. They might be their best chance or worst nightmare. The two will have to master their new found powers if they wish to survive. Will Nate be able to protect his brother? Will they find a way to make their family whole once more? At what cost does denying death come?

Ding! [Rejoice, Host! You have been chosen to wield the legacy of Mecury] Henry blinked at the golden screen that had suddenly manifested in his line of sight. “Mecury? Who the fuck is that?” But all he got in response was another prompt. [Congratulations, you have received the Celestial (God of Speed) System] Henry blinked. “Huh? What’s a celestial system.” But if only he knew, his new life was about to get a lot more complicated. …….. Hey there, don’t listen to that eccentric narrator. My life didn’t get complicated, it got a whole lot better. Let me introduce myself properly; “My name is Henry Myers, and I’m the fastest man in the universe… No, that’s not right.” I’m the fastest living creature in the entire multiverse. And it all began with an accident, one that got me reincarnated into another world. A world of infinite possibilities. A utopia of both advanced technology, magic… and gods. But in this new world, the strong preys of the weak. Literally. And unfortunately for me, I fell under the category of the latter… but not for long. With my mysterious system, my undying will, and my charming looks.. I will dominate this new world. Because I am… the God of Speed. ********* Hola! Eccentric author/narrator here. This is a remake of my original work, and I promise you it’s a whole lot better. As expected, it has the speedster and superhero vibes you love so much and a splendid mix of sci-fi and magic&myths. So if you didn’t get enough from ‘the Flash, then prepare yourself for the ultimate run. Because I plan to explore the deeper depths of speedsters in a way the writers of the Flash couldn’t. So check it out, I promise you immersive satisfaction. NGL https://discord.gg/kATuVbxaAb Join my discord server for more info on my work… or if you just wanna hangout and talk about Marvel/DC/WW3. Have a great day and thanks for checking this out. Garcias!

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

I died like a dog in a Kaiju’s guts. Then a parasitic monster brought me back to life… and a psychotic yandere bought my streaming rights. Now my every breath, every fight, every drop of blood is broadcast live to one single viewer — her. She calls herself my sponsor. She calls me her favorite toy. And she’s willing to drop millions just to watch me suffer, grow stronger, and slowly lose control to the Kaiju growing inside my chest. The Defense Force wants me dead. The corporations want me as their new superstar. But the real monster? She’s already watching. Every time I push my sync rate higher, the parasite gets hungrier. Every time I try to run, she tightens the leash. This isn’t a second chance. This is a private show. And she paid top dollar for the rights to my life… and my body . Welcome to my stream. Try not to get addicted.

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

Jiro was just scrolling through some Naruto clips before bed, unaware that every edit was being simultaneously transmitted across all timelines of the Shinobi World. Sarutobi Hiruzen couldn't bear to watch the replay of his own life. The Uchiha clan discovered their future of annihilation. Madara Uchiha fell silent as he watched "The Truth of the Infinite Tsukuyomi." Namikaze Minato trembled and wept as he read "The Life of Naruto." Naruto Uzumaki learned to form Rasengan ahead of time. Orochimaru, meanwhile, fell into deep contemplation while watching "The Complete Collection of Failed Immortality Experiments." When Jiro finally edited together his own imagined "Perfect Naruto Ending," the history of the entire Shinobi World veered irrevocably toward an unknown point of divergence.

Time Magazine once gave this review of a man: "Mr. Yang is a great inventor. The products he created changed how hundreds of millions live, work, and travel." "At the same time, his inventions created millions of jobs and made outstanding contributions to regional economies." ... Never would he have imagined—Yang Wendong, already a successful entrepreneur, would accidentally travel back to the 1950s. Given a second chance, he would once again rise from nothing, climb to the peak of this era, and build a century-spanning Chinese family empire. Friends, if you want to read chapters in advance, subscribe to my patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/johanssen10

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!"

The Author’s POV reaction fic. Basically, like in those gacha vids they get kidnapped and yadayada Anyways if your also into a Ren x Kevin fic search (Regress, in the Battle Royale - The Author’s POV) because I wrote that too or you can just click on my profile and find it also, I saw an unfinished one, so I decided to make my own? idk I might make them react to different au's too so you can request those in the comments I guess.

Sunless was eight years old when Anvil of Valor found him in the outskirts, half-starved and trailing a armored car through three blocks of slum without being detected. The patriarch of Clan Valor saw what he always saw when he looked at people: raw material. Taken through the Gateway into the Dream Realm and raised behind the walls of Bastion, Sunny grew up learning anatomy before arithmetic and kill angles before table manners. Anvil forged him into something quiet and precise, a weapon that could be aimed at a single target and trusted to strike without hesitation. The target was Nephis, daughter of the Immortal Flame. Sent to the Awakened Academy under the guise of an outskirts orphan, Sunny had one mission: ensure Changing Star never returned from the Dream Realm alive. But the Nightmare Spell had a sense of humor, and the Forgotten Shore didn't care about anyone's plans. Survival required cooperation, and cooperation required trust, and somewhere between the labyrinth of crimson coral and the dark sea that swallowed the world each night, the weapon began to wonder whether the hand that forged him had the right to choose where he fell.

PRESENTING: The SEA RATS! A gang of scrapper mice join North Star, a mercenary outfit that fights piracy across the open seas. (Also posted on Royal Road, ScribbleHub, Spacebattles Forum, Questionable Questing Forum, and Webnovel)

Reborn as Prince Heixinggen of the Hohenzollern family's Swabian branch, he saw the coming storm of European turmoil and decided that Europe was no longer worth staying in. In East Africa, he seized land, organized immigration and development, laid the foundation through agriculture, and step by step, leveraged crises to achieve industrialization. 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/Canserbero10

People ask the wrong question. They always do. They look at what I've become — the fallen temples, the silenced pantheons, the gods who learned too late that divinity is just power wearing a title — and they ask: How did you get here? Wrong question. The right one is simpler. What were you before all of this? A boy born with power he did not choose, in a world that does not know what he is. He does not want a throne. He wants something more dangerous — to understand the rules well enough to rewrite them. Gods are watching. They should be. _ _ _ #OP MC early on #Strategy # Magic # High fantasy #Psychological #Kingdom Building # Anti-hero #Op Available on Royal Road, Wattpad, Honeyfeed and Webnovel

Something feels off long before anything goes wrong. The lights still flicker. The streets still fill. The city still moves like nothing has changed. But beneath it all, there’s a quiet that doesn’t belong. Raikun notices it in the pauses—in the spaces between moments, in the things people don’t say, in the feeling that something is slowly slipping out of place. And the more he pays attention, the harder it becomes to ignore: Not everything that disappears makes a sound.

!!!!!!! A new version of this story will appear in the future during which time there will be no updates. I'm laying the groundwork for this webnovel's contract as well as applying for the WSA, so don't hold that against me ;) You'll know when this story appears because I'll be changing the name to : “I've changed the title of this webnovel to create another with the same name.” !!!!!!!!! ------------------------------------- In a world transformed by a mysterious rift ripping through the sky, the balance between technology, nature and civilization collapses. Titanic monsters born of the energy generated by the rift, and nicknamed the primordials, oppose an alien invasion, plunging humanity into a devastating war. In a war lasting 10 years, the aliens were repulsed thanks to the primordials, and humanity was reborn thanks to a major scientific discovery: it was possible to awaken unique talents in every individual from the age of 16. At the heart of a universe where advanced technologies, martial arts, mythical creatures and the shadows of an extraterrestrial past coexist, Adam, our protagonist, will have to prove that a simple individual can defy expectations and forge his own destiny. Adam's simulator is intended to be my second contracted book, so I hope you enjoy it!

When two 21-year-old Londoners — Richard and Derek — cross paths during a freak rainstorm on Oxford Street, they witness something impossible: a soul-devouring Shadow Whisperer stalking the city. Marked by the entity, the unlikely pair is forced to become paranormal detectives in a hidden world of ghosts, curses, and ancient evil lurking beneath London’s streets. Guided only by a cryptic old bartender, they must master strange new powers they never asked for while investigating the supernatural crimes plaguing Whitechapel, Soho, and the East End. But as their bond grows and their abilities awaken, they realize the greatest threat may not be the monsters they hunt… but the darkness awakening inside themselves.

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war. Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond. His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm. However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!" --Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server! https://discord.gg/APB5KCU --Follow my Instagram and Twitter! https://www.instagram.com/mlduong https://twitter.com/MLDuong --Cover Art by Derek-Paul Carll (carlldpn) --The Mech Touch is an original webnovel written by ML "Exlor" Duong. --The Mech Touch is mainly published on Webnovel.com and a select few platforms affiliated with the parent company of this website. --Artificial Intelligence / AI clarification: Since I started to write and publish The Mech Touch on 2018, I have never used AI tools to write my webnovel. All of my chapters are written and proofread directly by me for many years. The only automated tool that I have used is the basic spellchecker that comes standard with the Google Docs application. I have not changed my approach towards writing chapters for The Mech Touch even as technology has advanced and introduced new tools. I will continue to maintain my current approach for this webnovel until it has come to an end.

RISE AGAINST THE HORRORS The collapse of the world did not come from a computer glitch during the Y2K scare but from an unknown interdimensional rift that unleashed a suffocating miasma and monstrous horrors upon Earth. This calamity killed half of the male population and granted most women the ability to wield Mana, a mystical energy that elevated them above their powerless male counterparts, who were labeled as [Casters]. Yet even this gift proved insufficient to hold back the tide of horrors—until the arrival of the Radiant Empress. The Radiant Empress, a divine and mysterious savior, repelled the darkness and reshaped civilization. She gifted humanity the Edenfruit, an artifact that transformed women into Sororitaes, powerful mystical warriors of love and peace, who became the bulwark against the Rift’s terrors. By the year 2087, humanity survives within towering Ark-Cities, protected by the Empress and her daughters. Society, now ruled by a matriarchal Queendom, reveres the supersoldier Bellatrix and magical girls Sororitae as defenders while relegating men to a fragile and subordinate role. When it comes to male to female ratio, it is left at 1:5, skewed yet manageable. This balance is shattered when an anomaly appears: a young man who awakens unknown powers once thought impossible for his kind. Unlike Edenfruit’s blessing, his abilities are raw and disruptive, resonating beyond the established order. His existence threatens the foundation of the world, both the Queendom and the horrors beyond the walls. Will he be the herald of salvation or one of the world's latest horrors?