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Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Everyday was the same for Skullius. An Undead minion of the lowest order like him, didn’t have to find a grand purpose… other than mining mana gems for his Lich master, of course. His peers thought so. They lacked ambition. To be fair, so did he. But there was just that something that kept nagging at him. A spark that no other skeleton seemed to have. Other than being the sassy bullshitter obsessed with mana that he was, why did Skullius vaguely remember being something other than a Moronic Undead drone once? What had come before his Undeath? In the end, it was this spark that allowed our atrocious hero to escape the clutches of his evil master and reach another world. And it is in this world, chock full of dangers – most beckoned by Skullius’ abnormally horrendous luck, to be honest – that the skeleton’s journey begins. In Aigas – the new world – he prepared for the greatest getback of an age armed with a power greater than that of the Liches of Deadmanland! ...... [Author’s Answers To Popular Readers’ Questions] Q: (IHateArjuun77) -Hey author, is your book trash?- A: (Author) -Haha, screw you dear reader. The answer is NO. The story has elements of comedy, action, magic, adventure and Brutality. Like it gets really dark sometimes. There’s a comprehensive story with characters that I tried my damndest to NOT make generic on top of a cool power system that’s for the most part easy to understand. So its not trash. Q: (IFreakingHateArjuun56) -Hey author why is your first volume so slow paced and... trash?- A: (Author) -Haha. It’s how I designed the First Volume to be. It’s a fun setup that doesn’t focus on many things other than the MC’s mentality, powers and route of progression. The next volumes are normal paced, focusing on the world, the villains and general expansion but all while still retaining the book theme and fun experience- Q: (ShadeIsAPervert001) -Hey author, I instinctively sense that I’ll hate this book, when should I drop? A: (Author) -Is this the same reader?! Anyway, I’ll give a range. Read a minimum of the first 20 chapters to a max of up to chapter 44 before you decide on anything too rash. I’ll hunt down this reader! --- Book cover art by Vicky.rae. Discord: [ https://discord.gg/8hcraTjzE9 ] Patreon: For custom art patreon.com/Livelysockets
Shade_Arjuun · 2.5m Views

The Sect of the Lost Heir.

In a forgotten lower world, Lin Yuan grew up as an orphan, convinced he had been abandoned at birth. His only clue to his origin is a dull gray medallion that seems completely worthless, a strange object no one in his remote region can recognize. When he tries to enter the Grey Cloud Sect to change his fate, he discovers that his spiritual meridians are severely damaged and is publicly humiliated as trash incapable of cultivation. But just when his life seems to have reached its end, a dimensional rift drags him into an impossible inheritance: the Supreme Sect Foundation System. Instead of turning him into a lone warrior, the system gives him a far greater mission—to found a sect, raise monstrous disciples, and lead it to a height that can challenge the heavens. With his meridians only partially repaired, a sealed legacy hidden within the Firmament-Sealed Medallion, and a ruined mountain as his only starting point, Lin Yuan must build the Primordial Firmament Sect from nothing. As he gathers the world's discarded talents and faces clans, sects, and hidden enemies, the mystery of his past begins to awaken. The medallion that protected him when he was a baby does not belong to that world, and all signs point to the truth that Lin Yuan is no ordinary orphan, but the lost heir of the mighty Lin Family of the Celestial Firmament, one of the great bloodlines of the higher worlds. From humiliation to ascension, Lin Yuan will walk a path of blood, glory, loss, and conquest to discover who cast him into the abyss... and why the heavens are not done with him yet.
Ashenimmortal · 23.2k Views

ARKSTORM

"Was he a man dreaming he was a butterfly? Or a butterfly dreaming he was a man?" For a century, the continent of Laurasia has been a sepulchre of ash. What was once a tranquil expanse of kingdoms and emerald forests is now a Demonic Hell, usurped by the Demon Legion. Skeletons and carcasses are the only harvest in lands where humanity once thrived. Now, the few remaining bastions of mankind flicker like dying embers against an encroaching, eldritch night. In the heart of this chaos, within the high walls of the Capital, lies the Sanctus Sanctum—the supreme echelon of Mageia and the iron fist of the Magis' Guild. Seraph was the Sanctum’s ghost. A lowly orphan whose family was slaughtered by the swarm, he lived as a frail Acomage, bullied to the brink of death by noble-born magis who used "Mageia duels" as a veil for cruelty. After a ruthless assault left him broken and coughing up poisoned blood in a desolate infirmary, the boundaries of the multiverse fractured. A mysterious soul from a dark dimension—ancient, cunning, and lethal—has merged with the dying youth. Two fates, forged into a single, unstoppable entity. Now, the boy who once fled in terror has awakened with eyes that see the hidden truths of the world—one Gold, one Azure. He possesses a knowledge of the Macrocosmic that defies the ancient laws of the Magis' Guild. Seraph is no longer the victim cowering in the shadows. He is the master of a power that even the Demon Legion will come to fear. From the blood-stained halls of the Sanctum to the frontlines of the Great War, he will not just survive. He will become the cataclysm that ends it. The butterfly has awakened from its dream. And it has brought the Storm. (⌐■_■)
TDMarches · 50.7k Views

House of Dragons: Im Ulf the White

Shot dead in modern Baltimore, MMA fighter Marcus Cole awakens in the body of Ulf the White, a drunken Targaryen bastard living in King's Landing's filthy Flea Bottom. The year is 112 AC, years before the Dance of the Dragons. Ulf is cursed with a body weakened by alcohol and neglect , but blessed with two unique, latent abilities originating from the One Piece world that require intensive training to unlock: Kilo Kilo no Mi (Weight Manipulation): Ulf can shift his mass from being incredibly light, granting him enhanced speed, to being incredibly heavy (up to thousands of kilograms), allowing for devastating strikes and defense. Rokushiki (Six Styles): A formidable martial arts system that pushes the human body beyond its limits, giving him access to specific techniques: Soru (Shave): High-speed movement by kicking the ground ten times in an instant. Tekkai (Iron Body): Hardening muscles to iron density for defense. Rankyaku (Tempest Kick): Launching compressed air blades from a kick. Shigan (Finger Pistol): Thrusting a finger to pierce flesh like a bullet. Geppo (Moon Step): Kicking the air to achieve flight/vertical movement. Kami-e (Paper Arts): Making the body loose and flexible to evade attacks. Refusing to be another footnote, Ulf begins brutal conditioning and systematic self-injury to develop adaptive resistance against poison and fire. His only goal: to prevent the horrific fate of Princess Helaena Targaryen. Winning a melee and catching the eye of high lords , Ulf maneuvers into the Red Keep, eliminating the assassins Blood and Cheese before they can strike.
What_If_4132 · 650.1k Views

Arcane: Summoner of Goddess Janna

He didn't mean to summon a goddess. He was just picking a champion. When an ordinary young man from Earth clicks Janna during champion select, he doesn't expect to wake up in a cramped rented room in the city of Zaun — inside the body of a dead factory apprentice. He doesn't expect the real Janna, an ancient wind goddess, to materialize in front of him, furious and bound to his will by a cosmic summon she cannot break. And he definitely doesn't expect her to fit in his shirt pocket. This is Levi's new life. Twenty-four hours a day on his feet. Twelve-hour shifts soldering circuit boards for pennies. Chem-gas thick enough to chew. A landlord who charges rent on a room barely big enough to turn around in. And now, a thumb-sized goddess who despises him perched on his shoulder, quietly seething. The previous Levi left behind nothing but debt — loan sharks, gang threats, and a brilliant younger sister named Lina struggling to keep her scholarship at the prestigious University of Piltover while the world reminds her every day that she was born on the wrong side of the canal. The new Levi has something the old one didn't: knowledge. Memories of an entire world's worth of history, philosophy, and ideas that this world has never seen. He puts them to work — not with a sword, not with magic, but with words. A single historical essay, written quietly by lamplight after a factory shift, begins to move through Piltover like a current. It reaches a disillusioned genius professor. It reaches a sheltered heiress who can read minds but has never once touched real life. It reaches every Zaunite student who has ever been told to be grateful for the scraps they're given. Meanwhile, the goddess he's supposedly enslaved is starting to wonder whether her "Summoner" is a villain, a revolutionary, or simply the most annoying person she has ever been forced to share a pocket with.
Aragai_Sama · 75.7k Views