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Cheng Xiao traveled through Douluo Continent and awakened twin martial spirits, but these twin martial spirits were a little special. They were actually the Shadow King Ashborn and the Destruction King Dragon Emperor Antalis in "Solo Leveling"! "Stand up!" Countless shadows stood up and became Cheng Xiao's soldiers. Note: You can read +100 advanced chapters in my patreon: Patreon.com/Kakarot17

Incidents such as lying and fraud have often occurred in the famous shop that sells fine artifacts, Atziluth Artifacts. This shop has been a silent witness to various incidents involving tasks that ultimately are just empty talk, Infori Atziluth who has become this shop is already quite fed up with dealing with people like that. Including when a person in a white robe came to his shop to buy a rare artifact in the form of a knife or dagger that has a very strong magical aura. However, as expected. The white robed person gave a fake platinum as payment, the fed up Infori finally gave chase and this is where all the stories began.

The Radiant Dragon Great Master, Jin Cheon. He was the greatest master of the Orthodox Murim and an undefeated match-winner produced by the third-rate Twin Dragon Sect. He rescued his allies trapped in an encirclement and took down 3,000 masters of the Unorthodox Faction with him. But what am I to do if I die like this? What about my kind Master? Without me, he’s just a gullible fool, weak in martial arts. I have to live. I have to live so I can let my Master live in luxury and make our Twin Dragon Sect the number one sect in the world…. And also…. Well, in any case, I’ll do every good thing for him. I can do it. Because The Radiant Dragon Great Master, Jin Cheon. “Eung-ae! Eung-ae! Eung-ae!” Uh…. This isn’t right.

"I don’t need Dragons! Leviathans! Angels! Or even Succubi! All I need are my BUNNY GIRLS!” --- After his transmigration into this game-like world where monster summoning is a norm that defines your future, Nathan Cross realizes that he had become a student who had always been dismissed as the academy's most unremarkable student. While his peers form contracts with powerful beasts, dragons, phoenixes, and elemental golems, Nathan's lackluster magical aptitude marks him for a life of mediocrity. But everything changes during his highschool's Graduation Summoning Ceremony. When Nathan's summoning circle erupts in an extremely large magical magnitude, shocking everyone in attendance, causing the crowd to expect something extraordinary. But What emerges is just a bunny belonging to one of the weakest monster races known to exist. The whole class burst into laughter. Even the class beauty who summoned an impressive Frost Golem, looked at Nathan with pity. But little did they know that Nathan's mysterious system interface was telling him something different from their expectations. As Nathan discovers he can summon multiple bunny girls, each with devastating unique powers. Bunny girls whose potential could rival Dragons, Demons and Gods. He realizes his "useless" summons might be the most overpowered ability in the entire realm. --- discord - https://discord.gg/QjWJdPvH3H

In a city drenched in rain and uncertainty, Michael Ozor, a 17-year-old outcast, wanders the streets burdened by a life that feels like an endless loop of disappointment. With friends who embody chaos and a heart divided between two compelling girls—one a source of turmoil and the other a rare glimpse of happiness—Michael grapples with feelings of isolation and existential dread in a world where powers define worth. As he prepares for his enrollment in Emox, a school that promises to unlock the supernatural abilities he has yet to awaken, Michael finds himself caught between despair and the yearning for connection. Haunted by his past and disillusioned with love, he vows to stop being a fool and to seek only those who wish to be disturbed. But when a message from a girl he didn’t expect turns his world upside down, Michael must confront not only the ghosts of his emotions but also the darkness that lurks within him. Will he embrace the power that lies dormant inside, or will he succumb to the shadows that threaten to engulf him? Join Michael on his journey of self-discovery, supernatural intrigue, and the quest for genuine connection in a world where every choice has consequences. Will he finally find the love he seeks, or will the hollow veil keep him trapped in despair?

Born of blood and yet so disgusted by the sight of it, that was Sephtis, the greatest necromancer the heavens would ever know and also it's greatest nightmare to come. Sephtis, a being who was most surely not human but neither was he a demon nor a beast, hating the sight of blood yet there exists no greater master in the art of slaughter than he. His ever growing army razing down cities, countries, continents, entire worlds and eventually perhaps everything else. He was the definition of a nightmare, his name alone scaring even shadows away and his presence leaving nothing but destruction everywhere it touches. And to the world's greatest surprise something incredible had happened, the unstoppable force had vanished from the surface of the world one day with no explanation nor answer as to his whereabouts. The world finally knew peace, the gods were praised for an entire month straight for answering their prayers, losing themselves in wine, music, food and carnal desire, this was heaven. But as always peace is never a long-lived thing, Darkness is never really truly gone, only just temporarily withheld and the greatest nightmare in history would be returning once more, this time so much greater than ever before and making sure that he completes his mission without fail.

“Time is knowledge, and history is knowledge, but oftentimes a mystery of knowledge and the epitome of time. And madness eats when one consumes by it. As such, time is but motion, for the moment you move, your hand creates past, present and to the future.” –Archsage Azageis– Time is not a river. It is a road… and everyone walks it without knowing where it ends. Invited— when Natalak is drawn from his world and set upon that road, he is not given a mission or a crown but free will of choosing. He instead, he is placed into Vashkeil, a land governed by systems older than morality itself. Vashkeil is a land of guilds, gods, and empires bound together by trade, magic, and fragile balance. As wars rise and ancient forces stir, and unseen mechanism turns, Natalak moves through the conflict himself moving through wars he did not begin and decisions he cannot escape. It follows a man who doesn’t seek power. Rather, he seeks understanding. This is not a tale of conquest, but of traversal. And on this travel draws many things. The Traveler’s Time is a slow-burning epic about existence, consequence, and the cost of asking “why.”. It tells a man who walks the road between law and chaos, fate and destiny, searching for meaning in a world where every answer carries a cost.

A Plant Master from a prosperous magical era died and reincarnated as a physically defective Sub-Beast on the Beastman Continent. Orphaned right after birth, he was raised by the entire tribe. Kaelen thought he would live a peaceful, uneventful life until the end of his days. Unexpectedly, during an instance where he accidentally wandered into a cave where a beastman was in a state of frenzy, he was violated by the beastman Sane. After that unintended night, neither of them liked the other, so they reached a secret agreement to keep the matter quiet. Sane took responsibility for providing Kaelen with daily necessities and various new seeds until one of them found a mate. Thanks to these supplies, Kaelen began using his Plant Master abilities from his past life to farm step by step, transforming the barren land around his house into a lush, little green farm. What Sane didn't expect was that the more he interacted with Kaelen, watching how quietly and gently Kaelen cared for each young sprout, the more adorable he found Kaelen to be. Sane grew to like being around Kaelen more and more, constantly reminiscing about the fresh scent of grass and vegetation lingering on Kaelen's body. Could it be... I've fallen for him? While Sane was still tangled up in his own feelings and had yet to realize that Kaelen's body was secretly gestating a little egg, Kaelen's bountiful magical harvests had already alerted the outside world. A whole bunch of stinky beastmen with formidable backgrounds began swarming around his soft, sweet-smelling darling to vie for Kaelen's attention. There was the incredibly arrogant Young Chief of the Lion Tribe, the fierce Intermediate Warrior of the High City, the Oracle of the Temple holding supreme authority... Sane: “...” Get lost, all of you! That's my son's Papa!

As the author of this web novel, I would like to request that all readers carefully read the following notice and warning before continuing with the story Warning: This story contains dark themes including horror, violence, trauma, and disturbing events. Some scenes may be intemse emotional suffering and disturbing scenarios that may be uncomfortable for some readers. some scenes may involve graphic and unsettling situations. These elements are presented as part of the story's narrative and are not intended to glorify harm. Nothing here is meant to comfort. This story is intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is storongly advised. please read only if you are prepared for a heavy and unsettling experience.

Everyone has heard the cliché tale. A peaceful race on the brink of annihilation. A desperate prayer. A hero summoned from another world to save them from extinction after a long, brutal war. That was exactly what the demi-human continent expected. Elves, vampires, beastkin, lamia, centaurs, fairies—every race born from mana—were falling, cornered by the advancing human empire. Their magic was gone. Human revolution was unstoppable. Extinction loomed. So, as legends dictated, they performed the ancient summoning, thinking hero would appear. He would lead them to victory after years of hardship, countless battles, and dramatic sacrifices. A long, epic struggle. Or so they thought. Instead, the hero they summoned—Luca—looked around, cracked his knuckles, and ended the entire war in two days. Two Days. No grand campaign. No final stand. No glorious, drawn-out saga. The human armies retreated on their own, terrified of whatever monster the demi-humans had summoned. And the demi-humans could only stare. Their savior. Their conqueror. Their headache. Because once peace returned… Luca started doing whatever he wanted. He trained elves to fire AK-47s with machine-perfect precision and forced vegetarians like them to eat grilled meat. He crafted wheel-chairs for mermaids so they could roll across land like smug aquatic empresses. He gave dwarves dynamite 'for better mining' and immediately realized he had created a worldwide hazard. He used salamanders as living barbecues, insisting it was 'efficient ecological heat usage.' And if that wasn’t already disastrous enough, there was more. The goddess who sent Luca down had given him a second mission: To act as the continent’s ultimate breeding bull and repopulate every demi-human race. When he casually announced this, the entire continent went silent. Elves froze, vampires panicked, mermaids tried to roll away, and slime girls melted in shock. At that moment, every tribe realized one thing— They absolutely regretted summoning this Hero. — [Current Number of Demi-Human Wives Attained - 78 Elves] — discord.gg/Fb3hY3Nfbj

[80,000+ Words Before Premium] [Intense Taboo Elements Ahead, Be Warned] — Milfs Or Yanderes...Out of these two, which one would you pick? The adoring, nurturing Milfs who'd spoil you rotten with soft caresses and gentle scoldings, and would happily let you rest your head on their pillowy chest after a hard day. Or the dangerously devoted Yanderes, eyes gleaming with obsession, hearts beating only for you, girls who were willing to stain their hands red and erase the world for your sake—and also erase any other girl that gets too close to you. Most would ask this as a playful debate with friends, a harmless fantasy, a question thrown into the air on a lazy afternoon. But for Mika, this wasn’t a joke. This was his everyday reality. Born an orphan, but immediately embraced as family by the five most powerful women in the world, the legendary SSS-tier Battle Angels who once saved humanity from the apocalypse, he could be said to be one lucky guy. Especially since from the moment they took him in, he was cherished, protected, and endlessly pampered, growing up surrounded by unmatched strength and unwavering love. But it wasn’t just the angels who adored him. Their daughters, raised beside him, didn’t see him as just family. Their affection ran deeper, darker, a devotion so intense, so obsessive, it danced dangerously close to madness to the extent that they wouldn't mind hunting one another down to with their own SSS-tier blessings that could level a city with a thought to make him notice them. ...And the mothers knew. They saw the way their daughters clung to him, eyes filled with love and obsession. But they didn’t mind, if anything, they welcomed it. To them, he was the perfect son-in-law, and they silently hoped their own daughter would be the one to claim his heart. Even the daughters knew, or rather, believed, with unwavering certainty that he would fall for one of them. Each one convinced it was fate, that they were destined to be the one by his side. Everyone thought so. The girls, the mothers, even the world around them. Well...Everyone except Mika. Because while they dreamed of his love, Mika’s eyes weren’t on the daughters at all. No, his heart stirred for someone else entirely. ...Their mothers. ...The very Battle Angels who raised him. Shockingly…Irresistibly…They were the ones he desired. He knew he shouldn't feel this way, not for them. Not for the very women who raised him, protected him, loved him like their own. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop the way his heart raced in their presence, the way his thoughts lingered on them late into the night. It tore at him, the guilt, the desire, the confusion. He couldn’t choose between the mothers or the daughters. He didn’t want to hurt any of them. Didn’t want to be insincere. But everything changed the day he stopped trying to choose. Because he realized…he didn’t have to. He didn’t have to settle for one. He could be greedy. He could have all of them. And the moment that wicked thought settled in his mind, a slow, brilliant smile spread across Mika’s face. He no longer saw it as a dilemma, but a dream. A future where all ten of them, the fierce, stunning mothers and their dangerously devoted daughters, were his. Together...In his arms...On his bed...A tangled mess of love, obsession, and indulgence. And for the first time, he truly looked forward to the chaos that future would bring... — [No NTR - No Sharing - No System That Assists The Protagonist - No Mind Control - No Drugs Or Potions That Influence The - No Unnecessary Drama - Incest - Harem - MILFs - Yanderes - Slice of Life - Romance - Demigirls - Portals - Academy - Finally A Very Competent And Overpowered Protagonist] discord.gg/9hKEN3duBw

Alix, a devoted player of Strongest Kingdom, finds himself reincarnated as his in-game avatar—the powerful and fearsome Demon King—in a mysterious and unfamiliar world. Armed with his gaming prowess and a penchant for stirring up trouble, Alix must navigate a realm fraught with danger, intrigue, and opportunity. As he discovers the secrets of his new domain, forms alliances, and faces relentless foes, one thing becomes clear: chaos follows wherever he goes. Will Alix rise to become the ultimate ruler, or will his wild antics lead to his kingdom's downfall? Join him in this thrilling, action-packed adventure where strategy, humor, and epic battles collide!

The ordinary world is not what it seems. Many strange events unfold in the background but go unnoticed by the masses or are covered up. A supernatural world exists along with the natural world which can only be seen by those called Balancers. Spirits and Evil Spirits exist along with Balancers who possess unique powers to see and fight them. Among the many ordinary humans, a girl undergoes a lot of suffering and experiences a prophetic vision. It grants her knowledge of the hidden world and of some future events. The girl loses almost everything she has and then takes the steps needed to become a Balance Breaker. Her past identity has to be abandoned for the sake of survival so she renamed herself Ash. Ash gains the powers of a Skin-Walker and begins living in such a world taking on the appearances of others, experiencing their lives and living under the mask of another person.

{NEW CHAPTERS ON SATURDAY AND SUNDAY} He was once the most powerful mortal to ever walk his world—an emperor forged by war, feared by kings, and betrayed by his own blood. Ronald Reagan dreamed of peace. To unite all kingdoms under one banner. But his vision was seen as tyranny, and his own adopted brother ended his reign with a blade to the heart. That should have been the end. But the gods had other plans. Summoned by a mysterious goddess to a parallel world on the brink of collapse, Ronald is reborn into the body of Roman Crowell—the overlooked, "weak" youngest son of a powerful duke in a kingdom ruled by fear, pride, and tradition. With his past life’s knowledge and the burden of his unfinished dream, Roman must rise again in a world that sees him as nothing. The fallen angels walk among mortals, whispering ruin into the hearts of men. Kingdoms crumble. War is coming. But Roman won’t just fight to survive. He’ll carve his name into the bones of empires. Before the gods fall, before the worlds burn, the end will kneel to its heir.

#VillainDad #CuteProtagonist #Ghosts #Misunderstanding #Transmigration #SmartMC Mira realized two things the moment she woke up in the body of a nameless orphan in a fantasy novel: 1. She is a disposable "shrimp" destined to die in the crossfire of the main characters. 2. She is the only person in this world who can see the screaming, terrifying ghosts that haunt every corner of the empire. Tortured by the wails of the dead, Mira finds only one source of silence: Duke Kaelus von Nacht. Known as the "Dark Lord" and the "Emperor's Sword," Kaelus is a man so ruthless and soaked in bloodlust that even the ghosts are terrified to go near him. To the world, he is a monster. But to Mira, he is a walking, talking pair of noise-canceling headphones. Desperate for a good night's sleep, Mira clings to him, acting like a naive, affectionate child to secure her place by his side. She succeeds, but she miscalculated. Kaelus didn't adopt her out of kindness. He needed a disposable child to act as 'live bait' for the assassins targeting him. Now named Seraphina, she must navigate a deadly game of survival. She thinks she is using him as a ghost shield. He thinks she is a fearless prodigy who loves him. As Seraphina munches on poison berries and naps through ambushes to avoid seeing spirits, the cold-blooded Duke starts to ask the wrong questions. "Why does she only sleep when I am holding her?" "Why does she stare into space with such disdain?" "Is it possible... that I am a good father?" Spoiler: He is not. But he’s about to destroy an entire kingdom because someone woke her up. --- ### Excerpt "Your Highness, the Archduke," the aide whispered, trembling hard to cover his laughter from bursting out. "The child... she is clinging to your leg again." Kaelus looked down. The tiny creature known as Seraphina was attached to his calf like a barnacle, drooling on his pristine military trousers. "She is fearless," Kaelus murmured, misinterpreting her desperate need for his ghost-repelling aura as familial affection. "The assassins are approaching, yet she seeks comfort only in the eye of the storm. She is the perfect bait." Seraphina, currently trying to avoid eye contact with a headless ghost hovering three feet away, squeezed her eyes shut. 'Just don't move. If I let go, the headless guy will ask me where his nose is again.' "Sir," the aide hesitated. "She's... eating your cloak." "Let her eat," Kaelus commanded, drawing his sword. "Whatever she wants, she gets. Except for freedom."

The Genius Wizard of the Magic Tower Bound by Limits, Verden. Despite having a brilliant mind, his innate magical power was insignificant. He was betrayed by someone he trusted, who stole his thesis, and he ended up as an experimental subject in the Magic Tower. In the face of power stronger than his own, his genius mind alone could do nothing. “So, I must become stronger.” For revenge and survival. He tenaciously endured and endured again, establishing a new theoretical system to defy his nature. And finally, he completed an unprecedented, groundbreaking theory in history. Tomorrow, I will break the limits.

 Thoughts of the redhead intruded in his mind, with Tom feeling his skin warm. Her aid had been absolutely invaluable. As soon as they were confirmed as Prefects, Lilith had him rehearse how he would address the first years, as well as the Blacks. Based on the approving looks he got from them, including a less than appropriate thumbs up from Alphard, his preparation had paid off. Support me at patreon.com/EpicTalesVault, So I can continue writing, You also get advance CHAPTERS... Click the link to explore and become part of the journey, I truly appreciate your support! PATREON : www.patreon.com/c/EpicTalesVault

Disclaimer: The backstories of the characters are full of trauma, depression, gore, violence etc. Characters are morally complex. *** VOL-1 When the Moon is declared unreachable, most people lower their gaze. Except Crown Prince Isaiah. His obsession with the mysterious Red Moon began on a night when the infamous figure saved the very people who attempted to assassinate him but instead of seeking revenge or capturing the traitors, Isaiah found himself chasing that one person. But Isaiah didn't know the truth at that time. The Red Moon he pursued was a legend named Crimson Moon Waterfall — A Courtesan known for his unmatched beauty, his forbidden dance, and his unrivalled strength. And thus, The butterfly has decided to chase the impossible. But the impossible has chosen to run. VOL-2 When their relationship took a good turn, the world's future took a bad turn. Will their newly formed relationship last in the dark Era of Apollyon? VOL-3 The peace was restored in the world, but not in their relationship... Secrets, lies, and old conflicts began to rise. The legend Isaiah chased was never as simple as he believed. His beloved moon was connected to the same existence that once killed him. And as the truth slowly unfolds, their past returns to crush everything they built. Yet everything ended in a very unexpected way. **** COVER IS NOT MINE. IT IS TAKEN FROM PINTEREST. CREDIT TO REAL ARTIST! I upload every week on Saturday or Sunday ( except the last week of every month. ) Extra tags: #Obsession #Slow Burn #psychological #weaktostrong #complicated power dynamic #betrayal #apocalypse #reincarnation (This is also going to be slight reverse harem.) *** If you want to talk about this book please join the discord server! Discord Server link: https://discord.gg/KNdShQWuS ***

"GO UP TO YOUR FUCKING ROOM!" A man, seething with anger, yelled at someone. "Now Tristian, he is your son," a woman said as calmly as she could, standing in front of the boy. "Not biologically he isn't! You had him when we got together, Diana!" Tristian said, not as loudly, but still booming throughout the house. Diana turned around and knelt down, "Can you go up to your room, sweetie?" She asked and he nodded. The boy did go up the stairs, but he didn't go to his room. He instead sat down and the top step to listen to his parents yell at each other. Diana turned back to her husband, "He was left at my doorstep one morning almost Eleven years ago, Tristian, what was I supposed to do?" "As of the current situation, I'd say you should've left it there!" He yelled back at his slowly-losing-her-patience wife. "He. Not it, he. And he is our son. Just because he's different doesn't mean we can't love him," Diana said. The Boy known as Jake Fernandes sat at the top of the stairs, crying as he listened to the people he had called his parents arguing. Right then he decided he could accept them not being his real parents because they looked after him for so long. He suddenly heard a loud bang come from down the stairs. He stood up and hurried down to see his mother laying on the ground, red liquid slowly pooling around her still form. He gasped, tears flowing from his widened eyes, then looked up to his father and saw him holding a gun. His father aimed his gun at him, but before he could pull the trigger, he started gasping for air. Tristian saw his son's eyes and they were glowing red. In his final moments, he knew that thing had to be born of the devil. There wasn't any way he could explain otherwise. Jake watched as his fathers life was slowly drained from his eyes, clutching his throat the entire time. His body spasms ceded and his father lay still, just like his mother. The entire situation was gravely taxing on his psyche. His red eyes changed back to their Blue color and before he knew it, he fell forward, passing out from recent events. Want to read advanced chapters? If you’re enjoying the story and would like early access to future chapters, please consider supporting me on Patreon: patreon.com/HalyxStark.