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Earth has changed and with it so has humanity. Follow Miwen as he makes use of his Gift, Gacha Kingdom Building.

https://www.royalroad.com/profile/814934 "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com." Hidden from all maps, Red-Hill appears to be a humble orphanage. But it's a training ground for child operatives. Raised in secrecy to kill, protect, and survive, its wards are sought out by those who fear gods and monsters. To the world, it's salvation and exploitation. To the children, it's home. And every night, as the rifts whisper, they wait for their next mission.

Awakening your innate magic usually happens in the most dire of circumstances, and that's exactly what Dannis Martell experienced as he found himself trapped when tragedy struck. The story of a swordsman trying to make his way through life, alongside his new found family: Fairy Tail. AU where I try to balance Fairy Tail's wacky power scaling and where the power of friendship no longer exists. Darkness Powers and Swordsmanship. - Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail. All rights belong to Hiro Mashima For advanced chapters, check out my Patreon page! [email protected]/TeemVizzle

[Epic Fantasy]+[Civilization Building]+[Racial Wars]+ [Gods]+[God Slayer]+[Thousands of Races]+[WeakToStrong]+[OP MC]+ [Unique Power System]+[Exciting Storyline]+[No Sharing]+[No Yuri]+[Optional Smut] After dying while gooing for 20 straight hours, he unexpectedly (or expectedly) wakes up in a primitive world, where humanity is still in the tribal era, and lives as Hunter and Gatherer, barely surviving from prehistoric beasts. But in this savage land, one thing was missing. ​Here, the concept of pleasure is nonexistent. Sex is nothing more than a cold, mechanical duty performed in silence, purely for the sake of survival. There is no passion. No blushing. No gasps of ecstasy. ​Until him. ​He awakens with a chaotic, forbidden gift: The Power of Free Use. ​With a single thought, he can shatter their biological conditioning. He can command the absolute sexual surrender of any woman he sets his eyes on, rewriting their reality. ​So, naturally, he doesn't hesitate. He embarks on a crusade to corrupt this innocent world. ​No woman is off-limits. ​From the sultry, unspoken curves of his own Aunt, to the voluptuous Milf next door who never understood her own heat. From the untouched, pristine Healers, to the fierce Huntresses who need to be tamed. ​Even the highest authorities aren’t safe. The Village Chief’s proud wife… and her sheltered daughter? They are just waiting to be broken in. ​In a world that knows only survival, he is about to teach them the true meaning of pleasure But... is this world really that simple? And is this Free Use really just limited to women or it's just a trailer? As he delved deeper into this world of unlimited wonders, he uncovers a stunning revelation: the world he inhabits that is several times bigger than our earth, is nothing but a tiny island, a mere speck in a vast, sprawling expense of millions of other much bigger islands, let alone those magical continents. A savage realm where creation hasn’t yet decided what should live and what should die. Here, the skies are split by dragons before dragons had names, and the ground trembles under titans older than the concept of gods. This world is not your fairy tale… In this world walked the *firsts*… the original templates, the prototypes of every species that would one day populate the multiverse. Inhabited by the primordial and most powerful forms of every race and species imaginable: There are Primordial Elves, tall and unblemished, their bloodlines so pure that later generations look like cheap knockoffs. There are Elemental Lords, beings of living fire, storm, and stone… the kind of creatures that didn’t “control” nature but were nature. Mountains walked, rivers spoke, and the wind itself had moods. The skies are home to Mythical Beasts… creatures out of nightmares and dreams, some so vast they blotted out the sun when they moved.... creatures that would shrink into legends elsewhere, but here, they still rule And somewhere, above it all, were the Gods. Not the pretty, moralized ones from scripture. These are the originals… raw concepts given flesh and ego. Divinity here wasn’t worshipped… it was survived. Everything in this world is either a predator, a prey, or both. A truly savage world where survival is not a right but a miracle, and every sunrise is a declaration of defiance. And into this world… arrives a man who died mid-goon. So, how will our MC navigate this dangerous world, where even the weather has a body count? a wrong step could mean extinction of a whole race, and will he really be able to achieve his dream of having a harem of every intelligent race. [kinks] [fetishes] [Smart Mc] [Overpowered] [Stone age][Myths] [Mythical Creatures] [Divine Wars] *** This is an epic fantasy disguised as a Smut novel. And since it's a smut, initial chapters will be a bit Smut focused but afterwards it's pure story, action, adventures and a bit of Smut.

Transported to Toril, Anser quickly realizes one terrible truth: The Weave has collapsed—again. With magic spiraling out of control and rumors of the Spellplague resurfacing, Faerûn descends into chaos. When creatures from the Underdark assault Baldur’s Gate, the arcane order of the world begins to crumble. But for Anser, this disaster is also an opportunity. Armed with metamagic, leveling progression, and the roll of the d20, he steps onto a path that will take him through Neverwinter, the Abyss, the Nine Hells, Mount Celestia, the Shadowfell, and the Feywild—where dragons rule the skies and gods gamble with fate. In a world where magic is broken, only those who can bend it will survive. .... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.

Oren was once an Antherion, a divine being untouched by mortality. But after a moment beyond comprehension, he fell into a Ruined Realm, a strange, mysterious world of the supernatural. A world that is ruined yet beautiful, inhabited by peculiar Erols (creatures), where people strive for enlightenment through endless trials of ascent. In that descent, something changed within him. A brutal curse took hold, stripping away his divinity and forcing him among those he once stood above.

COMING SOON: I designed and drew the cover myself. I will write this with 0% AI, and I am designing the characters too. ABOUT THE STORY:(WHAT THE STORY IS NOT ABOUT, It's the story of a cursed sailor named Mikael, who sailed the seas in search of glory, fame..., lost islands, and treasures, or maybe you can just say, for the love of the game, until he entered that one lost island pirates talked and sang about in taverns. NAME OF THE STORY: THE BLACK MARK The Black Mark is a notorious curse. Most people think of it as a myth or a fake story. Our concern is not what people believe, but the fact of what the Black Mark actually does. It's a thin sheet of paper cut into a circle, covered completely in black ink, that appears on the victim's palm. It makes the victim immortal BUT seals their fate. As soon as the sun sets below the horizon, the victim will die. And there is no resurrection, so you stay dead. No power can undo it. So, you are screwed if you see one on your palm. Some believe the whole ship's crew is destined to die, while others believe only the one bearing the curse will die. To sum it up, either way, you are screwed. THE CURSE CANNOT BE CAST BY SOMEONE, which means you are less screwed. (Remember the story is about Mikael and about the black mark). ADD TO COLLECTION: GNG (I'ma go draw a new cover, some characters, and write a chapter. And I will have the time-lapses of what I draw, don't worry.) I WILL MASS RELEASE THE CHAPTERS. PEACE OUT.

The novel Chronicles of the Hero of Frosimar is a story about the failures of the protagonist not the successes. “It’s not good.” The First Emperor, who conquered the whole world, closed his eyes with a brief appreciation (after reading the novel). But the moment he opened his eyes again, there were only a few lines about him in the Chronicles of the Hero of Frosimar. This was because he became an imprisoned prince who met death with his first appearance (in the novel). Note- I am shocked that no one has posted this novel here completely. I will be trying to post this once a day. It was not written by me but by 묵종. I hope you enjoy.

Reality is not natural. It is administered. Every action requires permission. Every consequence must be paid. Gods rule because existence recognizes their authority—and those deemed too dangerous, too contradictory, or simply too inconvenient are erased until even history forgets they were there. Nyxus should have suffered that fate. Known as Access Denied, he survives an attack designed to delete him not only from existence, but from the story itself. Thrown into Archaverse Twenty-Seven, Nyxus awakens beneath the rule of Karma, the God of Chaos—a being so thoroughly favored by reality that the universe carries out his decisions before he needs to move. Nyxus is recruited into ACT, a faction of anomalies led by the impossibly knowledgeable Aoikishi. Its members include Kaosu, Karma’s rebellious son; Raiyo, a swordsman capable of severing the relationships between things; Torin, an ordinary man too stubborn to let his own injuries stop him; and Yamiya Miekō, the surviving remnant of a deleted world whose strange Dark Logical Energy can reduce impossible systems to their simplest answer. They are not an army. They are an arsenal of errors reality failed to correct. Their enemies extend far beyond Karma. The Continuum Concord appoints gods, regulates history, measures deviation, and removes anyone whose existence produces too many “Flicks.” An ancient man whose touch destabilizes reality has concluded that suffering itself is being arranged into stories—and he intends to find whatever is watching. What begins as a hunt for corrupted artifacts and the mythical Terminal becomes a war over the ownership of existence itself. To survive, these anomalies cannot merely become stronger. They must deny the permissions that make gods untouchable, sever power from its source, simplify the laws protecting it, and force reality to collect the debts it has paid on behalf of its favorites. But some truths were buried deeper than history. Something inside Yamiya has never needed permission. Gods can die. Heroes can be deleted. Narratives can be destroyed. And somewhere beyond everything that believes itself real, the Observer is watching. This is not the story of one chosen hero. It is the story of every broken thing that refused its assigned ending. Fandom: https://next-generation-arsenal-nga.fandom.com/wiki/Next-_Generation_-_Arsenal_-_NGA_Wiki

A guy is reincarnated as archer EMIYA in 7ds with some advantages. Nanatsu no taizai and Emiya do not belong to me; they belong to their respective authors. The protagonist finds himself with EMIYA's powers in a body resembling EMIYA's, but it is not EMIYA; keep that in mind. no harem and no system. I hate system with all my heart

Elion Nova is a student of the prestigious flying magical academy. When he was accepted into the academy a couple of months ago, he was ecstatic, but his hopes and dreams were crushed on the very first day. His talent is trash compared to the majority of his peers, and he is shamed and bullied for it, beaten down to the ground for months by those stronger and more powerful than him, all because he had better looks than they did. During an excursion in a dungeon with his class, his most hated tormentor, William, the son of a powerful noble, 'accidentally' pushes Elion off a bridge into the lower floors. "Please just let me die." In pain, in a dark, empty place, he begs from the depths of his heart. Instead of death, something else is bestowed upon him. [The Goddess of Lust smiles upon you. She takes pity on your suffering and has chosen you as her champion.] [Congratulations, Elion Nova, you have received The Harem System.] [Do you accept [Yes] [No] ] [Beginning Soul Binding process.] [Soul Binding complete!] [The Goddess sends her blessing. Select any 5 ranked skills and one divine object.] [Afternote from the Goddess: Good Luck!] A lifeline. Another chance at life with a debauched system. Follow Elion as he conquers beauties and pays his debts to those who tormented him, and climbs up in the world, though he will climb more beds more than anything else. For 'more' character Art - Discord: https://discord.gg/dreamlesswanderer https://ko-fi.com/dreamlesswandererr/goal?g=0 Additional Tags #Yandere #Yuri #Overpowered #Dragons #Demons #Elves #Beastmen #Dwarves #Gods #TimeTravel #War #Pregnancy #Bloodlines #NoNTR #Spirits #Academy #Genius #Bloodpumping #BloodandGore #SexualContent Release schedule - 2 chapters every day @around 02:00 GMT +8 Bonus chapter goals ✨ Every 200 GT - 2 bonus chapters Dragon - 2 bonus chapters Magic Castle - 3 bonus chapters Spacecraft - 7 bonus chapters Golden Gachapon - 10 bonus chapters Bonus chapters will be fulfilled at the end of each week, or as soon as the stockpile has been prepared

​"The gods aren't here to save us. They're here to eat." ​The veil between worlds didn't just crack. It shattered. ​In a single night, the myths came alive. Gods, demons, and monsters crawled out of the darkness. Humanity always believed we ruled the Earth. We were wrong. We were just livestock. ​Billions died in hours. Cities burned to ash. Civilization fell. ​Nineteen-year-old Kael Redgrave should have died with everyone else. Instead, he Awakened. ​But his power didn't come from a holy blessing. His soul became a prison for something ancient—an entity so terrifying that even the gods tremble at its name. ​Now, every cosmic force in existence is hunting him. Some want to chain him and use him as a weapon. Others want to erase him from reality before it's too late. ​But Kael’s greatest threat isn't the monsters outside. It’s the presence locked inside him. ​The whispers in his head are growing louder. The nightmares are starting to feel like real memories. And every single time Kael uses his power to survive, the entity in his soul opens its eyes a little wider. ​Kael didn't survive the apocalypse by luck. There is a dark reason he lived when billions died—a secret buried long before humanity was even born. ​And when that truth finally wakes up... the apocalypse will be the least of their worries.

In the Badlands, weakness is a death sentence.Sixteen-year-old Kel has no famous name, no powerful clan, and no grand dreams. He only has his best friend Luno, and a single rule to survive: Protect your people.But survival is getting harder. In this world, warriors master one of three paths of Qi: Internal, External, or Soul. The monsters at the top master all three. Kel isn't supposed to be one of them.When Kel and Luno cross paths with two mysterious young warriors, they are dragged onto a dangerous road toward Transmorra—an elite training ground where the world's strongest compete.But something ancient is waking up. As abyssal beings emerge and an unknown war looms, a strange power burns beneath Kel's skin. He never wanted to save the world, but in a land where strength decides who gets protected and who gets left behind, Kel must become the very monster he never planned to be.

Since the death of his parents in the war, Reynold mindset changed as he vowed to get into the riders Academy. His mission is to graduate at the academy and begin his journey to solve the mystery behind his parents death and reclaim his family property. Discord: discord.gg/RY7NPHtk8 Instagram: Favy_Pen

Imprisoned since birth for being half-human, half-demon, Kajin was treated as a disgrace, tortured, abused, and trained not to survive, but to suffer. His only worth? A forbidden magic once wielded by the First Demon King, capable of conquering the world. Now he’s broken free. With a burning hatred and power unlike any before him, Kajin escapes into the world, hunted by the family that caged him. He has one goal: tear down his family and... claim the crown for himself. Vengeance burns in his blood, but the world beyond the palace is vast, cruel, and filled with enemies. (also being posted on RoyalRoad: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/761708/fictions)

Transmigrated into a young Riser Phenex, Riser must plan for future engagements, both violent and marital. I do not own the cover art. If the creator wishes to have it removed, please let me know. Art is owned by Adempskie.

Is It Wrong to Wake Up as Myself in Orario? A DanMachi Fanfiction I was supposed to land in Japan. Instead, I woke up in Orario. Not reincarnated. Not reborn. Not a hero blessed with a cheat skill or a divine mission. Just me-an orphan with too many regrets, too many memories, and absolutely no business surviving in a city built around a Dungeon that devours people every day. At first, survival was all that mattered. Find food. Earn money. Stay alive long enough to see tomorrow. Then the Dungeon started changing things. A mysterious ability that shouldn't exist. Knowledge of events that haven't happened yet. Monsters that seem to recognize me before I recognize them. The deeper I go, the harder it becomes to tell where luck ends and something far stranger begins. Around me, Orario continues moving toward the future I remember. Bell Cranel chases his dream. Familias rise and fall. Heroes are born. But people are not stories. As new bonds form and old wounds refuse to stay buried, I find myself caught between the world I came from and the one slowly becoming home. Some scars survived death. Some losses never truly ended. And some encounters feel far too familiar for comfort. I never wanted to replace anyone's story. I only wanted a chance to live my own. The problem is that Orario seems to have other plans.

When Russell woke up one morning, he discovered that a dark and eerie castle had mysteriously appeared on the hillside near his home. That castle was home to a strange and peculiar family — two affectionate nobles who never seemed to age, an elderly cook who shrieked and stirred her pot full of crawling ingredients, a bizarre butler who looked more like a mechanical experiment than a man, and a round-faced girl dressed in black who always wore an unnerving smile. And among them… was a pale, sharp-eyed girl named Wednesday Addams, accompanied by her unsettling pet — a severed hand affectionately called Thing. Just as Russell was beginning to adapt to this bizarre, magical world, preparing to explore the mysteries of sorcery and witches — a messy-haired man kicked open his front door. That’s when he realized… the world he had stepped into wasn’t just one of witches and monsters. It was the world of Harry Potter. Unlock exclusive access to advanced chapters: patreon.com/A_divin5

Ophelia Grindelwald grows up in a quiet house near Mount Greylock, raised in isolation by a mother who treats magic not as wonder, but as something that must be survived. From a young age, Ophelia is trained in spells most children never learn, lessons pressed into her with an urgency she does not yet understand. When her mother Lyra falls ill and dies, Ophelia is left completely alone, carrying grief, knowledge, and a surname that history refuses to forget. The house empties, the world grows colder, and silence becomes her only companion. Three months before her death, Lyra sends a letter to a man Ophelia has never met but has always been warned about. Her grandfather. Gellert Grindelwald. As Ophelia is forced to step beyond the safety of isolation and into the wider magical world, she must confront the legacy written into her blood, the truths her mother never spoke aloud, and the unsettling question of whether destiny is something inherited or something that can be resisted. This is not a story about choosing power. It is a story about surviving grief, carrying a dangerous name, and deciding who you are when the world expects you to become something else.