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Reborn as a Trashy Side Character

[THIS IS RENEWED NOVEL AND CONTINUE FROM REBORN A TRSHY SIDE CARACTOR] In Many Novels, There are Reborn or Reincarnated in Novel And that They Steal Opportunity of Villain or Protagonist and then Become Stronger than protagonist that protagonist look up to or become strong as protagonist in Novel. But This novel is not everyday novel but very unique one. This Novel is in a fantasy world where Kingdom and Empire existed and also other Races. In the Novel There are 5 Protagonists, and they are Monsters, literally Monsters A day they are born and some of they become that. And Rare one is that, and not all the protagonist are male In the 5 of them 1 is female She is like empress and lone wolf She is so strong that no one dare to near her and even in end of the novel she not becomes any protagonist heroine, She became independent and lone empress no one conquer her even all the other male protagonist have there heram. And Of course the main villains are strong that can destroying the word. Yes! One of the Main Villain in the Novel is Overpowered Necromancer that you read in novels that Can Destroying World with his Overpowered army and rule over it. Yes, you think right, how strong villains are in this story. In this Novel, Our MC Reborn as a Trashy supportive Side character, A winkling In this Magic Fantasy Novel. Now, How can that Our MC Survive or become strong to protect him self in this overpowered Novel, It can only time can say. If you want to Know Join This Journey Of Our MC, Read the Novel. Thank you (Note :- this is my first time writing novel, so there are some mistakes and I writing in mobile, so please consider it, And if anyone is like this novel like it or dislike it please comment I try my best to solve the problem Thank you) [YOU CAN CHECK MY OTHER NOVELS ] [HALF SYSTEM IN CULTIVATION MULTIVERSE] [India 1990: From ₹100 to a Fortune]
KING_Novel · 42.5k Views

Dread Bound

Every New Year’s Eve, the blood moon rises, and with it comes a deadly truth: sleep can mean death. Some who succumb are dragged into the Lunar Plane, a nightmarish expanse ruled by lunar creatures that consume minds. Some humans, known as dreamers, survive the ordeal but at a terrible cost. They wander the creatures’ endless voids, returning only when they escape, their presence feared above all. Society has learned to dread them, seeing them as both a threat and a resource: unstable, unpredictable, yet capable of knowledge, foresight, and psychic power far beyond normal human limits. To control this danger, governments and mega-corporations maintain strict contracts with known dreamers. Some are coerced into monitoring the Lunar Plane, keeping the peace, hunting rogue entities, or extracting intelligence from the void for profit and defense. Others are weaponized for warfare, their unique abilities exploited to infiltrate enemy networks, manipulate adversaries, or sabotage opposing forces on either earth, or the lunar plane in which they are teleported to in their dreams. Wealthy citizens protect themselves with neural implants, anti-dreamer wards, and other advanced technology, creating a stark divide between those who can go toe to toe with dreamers, and those who cannot. Dreamers walk a razor’s edge, feared, exploited, and isolated, their humanity often traded for survival or for the strategic advantage of those who control the world above. Ryven never wished to become a dreamer. He never wanted to roam a void of horrors or wield powers he did not understand, yet after a sudden car crash, he awakens inside a the expanse of a horrifying creature, forced to watch it mimic his friends and family as he struggles to find a way back to life in the world above, a world both dazzling and terrifying in its technological sophistication yet blind to the nightmare many inhabit. As the blood moon rises again, the boundary between life and the Lunar Plane blurs, and Ryven must navigate a world that fears him even as it uses him.
Sourkiwi · 18.9k Views

The Eclipse Throne

In the ancient world of Atheria, light and darkness have always existed in a fragile balance. But that balance begins to crumble when an ancient force known as the Void slowly awakens from a forgotten dimension. At the center of the coming storm stands the mysterious queen, Lunaria — a beautiful woman who closes her eyes while holding the Crystal of Fate. She possesses the rare ability to see fragments of the future, yet every vision reveals the same terrifying truth: the world will fall into eternal darkness if the Void Sovereign rises again. Beside her stands the former shadow king, Arken. Once the ruler of a powerful shadow kingdom, his empire was destroyed by the forces of the Void. Now he fights not for a throne, but to protect the last hope of the world. Fate also binds them to an ordinary young man named Klei. By accident, he awakens the soul of an ancient dragon that has slept for thousands of years. That forgotten power may be the only force capable of opposing the darkness. Alongside them walks the enigmatic warrior of moon shadows, Tsukiri, a guardian who moves between worlds to preserve the balance between light and shadow. But behind every rising shadow stands a far greater threat — the ruler of the abyss itself, Void Sovereign. More than a conqueror, he is the living origin of the Void. As the great eclipse approaches, every destiny will converge at a single place: The Eclipse Throne. There, the fate of the world will be decided. Who will rule the future — the light… or the void.
MoonWhisper · 12.9k Views

FREE USE in Primitive World

[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.
Moanarch · 2m Views

God Eater: The Abyssal

The gods never stopped eating. They just learned to call it worship. When the divine source abandoned them, the gods discovered something better than power — hunger. Human faith, human sacrifice, human suffering, all of it rendered down into fuel. They built temples so the food would come to them. They built systems so the food would thank them for the privilege. For three thousand years, it worked. Then Uwana opened his mouth and said one word, and one hundred and sixty-four people burned. He is fifteen. He has no training, no lineage, no divine bloodline the Citadel's scanners can detect. What he has is a power that rewrites reality to match whatever he speaks — and a list of gods he intends to kill, carved into his own flesh in a language older than this world. He didn't choose this. He doesn't care that he didn't choose it. The village that raised him used his mother's hands to hold her down and his father's forge iron to silence his father's tongue, and they called it purification, and the gods watched and did nothing. Uwana is done waiting for the gods to do something. Enrolled in the Citadel of Oku — a fortress built in the corpse of a dead deity, where students are sorted by bloodline and the lowest tier is quietly scheduled for harvesting — he finds himself classified as a Glitch. No resonance. No category. A walking absence in a system designed to consume the weak and serve the powerful. He is not interested in the system. He is interested in learning how it breaks. What follows is not a hero's journey. Uwana does not fight because it's right. He fights because it's necessary, and he has decided he can live with the difference. Every god he unmakes brings him closer to something he can't yet name — and further from the boy who once braided cowrie shells into his mother's hair and agreed that a kiss didn't mean anything. Power has a cost. Reality is already beginning to forget his face. He doesn't slow down. Some people survive their trauma. Uwana is going to make his into a religion.
happykairos38 · 1.1k Views