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[BL] I Was Sent To Another World As A Villain

***WARNING!!!! 21+ ONLY! BE WISE TO CHOOSE WHAT YOU READ!*** Category: BL (Boy's Love) Genre: Fantasy Rating: Mature (21+) Tags: •Slice of Life• , •Another World• , •Harem• , •Super Powers• , •Sword and Magic• , •Academy• , •Romance• , •Adventure• I was sent to another world as a villain. In this world, contract symbols appear in various colors, signifying different states: •Black Symbol: Engraved when a couple has sexual relations outside of marriage. •Yellow Symbol: Engraved when a couple has sexual relations while engaged. •White Symbol: Engraved when a couple has sexual relations after marriage. •Red Symbol: Engraved on a person who kills their own partner. •Blue Symbol: Engraved on a person whose partner has passed away. •Broken Black Symbol: Engraved on a rapist. Consequently, the perpetrator is sentenced to mandatory death. The symbol is permanent and cannot be hidden. Even if someone recklessly cuts off their hand to get rid of the symbol, the mark will reappear on the perpetrator's forehead as a warning to everyone. Therefore, no one dares to commit sexual crimes or kill their own partner. And the most absolute law of nature: Anyone who violates the contract of life and death, such as divorcing a loyal partner without a justified reason, lies, or because of an affair, then that person will die instantly on the spot. However, Besides Allen (the main character), there are many other characters who are the romance targets. They're all so cute! But in this world, I became a villain who will destroy the world. And I was asked to change my bleak future. I am determined! No matter what happens in the future, my goal is to protect my family and my spouse! A new life as Arvin Vedegra began. And then... Please read it by yourself... v^.^v
JulianJujika · 57.1k Views

Woke Up 300000 Years Later

Three hundred thousand years ago, Homer didn't just see the future—he built it. As the inventor of the Atmospheric Nanite Network, he cracked the code to immortality and matter programming. He intended to save humanity from itself. ​Instead, the corporate elite framed him for a crime he didn’t commit, sentenced him to eternal cryo-sleep, and used his invention to burn the world down. ​Now, the ice has finally cracked. ​Homer wakes up to a world that has forgotten the machine. The skyscrapers are dust, replaced by the towering forests of the Verdant Expanse. The corporate board has been replaced by the "High Council" of immortal Elves who rule with benevolence and grace. They wield "Mana" to protect the weak from the terrifying "Demons" of the frozen north. ​To anyone else, it’s a fantasy paradise. But to Homer, looking through his silver synthetic eye, it’s a glitch. ​He sees the truth: ​The "Mana" is just his nanites, mutated and running on legacy code. ​The "Elves" are the descendants of the corrupt officials who locked him away. ​The "Demons" are the only ones running military-grade hardware—his hardware. ​With his AI companion Castor trying to keep him sane and an Administrator Interface that treats reality like a command line, Homer must navigate a world built on lies. The "Gods" of this age are afraid of the one man who can turn their magic off. ​The Architect is awake. And he wants his world back.
Jomer_Torino · 15k Views

Reborn in the 90s: The Fat Girl’s System Blessed Life

Jiang Yanyan had it all in her previous life — beauty, talent, fame, and a promising future. But fate was cruel. One tragic accident snatched her life away, leaving her dreams unfinished and her heart shattered. When she awakens, it isn’t in the life she knew. She has transmigrated into the body of Liu Meilin, a fat, ridiculed girl living in a small 90s village, despised by neighbors, shunned by the boys she admired, and carrying a reputation that had once been her curse. Yet Yanyan is not the same girl. With memories, skills, and talents from her past life — as a chef, beauty queen, and fashion designer — and aided by a mysterious system with hidden powers, she sees the chance to rewrite not only her own destiny but the fate of the family who once struggled in poverty. She begins by healing her family, earning their love and loyalty, even from sisters-in-law who once despised her. She creates the most exquisite dishes in the community, builds a thriving food empire, and gradually transforms herself — proving that strength, charm, and beauty come in many forms. But power and beauty attract enemies. A vicious woman, obsessed with the male lead, seeks to destroy her, blaming her for false scandals and plotting murder. And the male lead — a mysterious, wealthy man from the city, living quietly in the countryside — struggles with jealousy, fearing he is too old and ordinary for her. Yet he loves her fiercely, trusts her fully, and fights for her when danger looms. Through heartbreak, gossip, rivalry, and triumph, Yanyan’s journey is one of courage, determination, and love. From the mud of her beginnings to the majesty of her empire, she will fight to claim happiness, loyalty, and a life she deserves. Will she rise above the hatred and challenges to find love, wealth, and family harmony? And when the story ends, with twins cradled in her arms and her family and lover by her side, Yanyan will prove that destiny can always be rewritten — even for the girl who was once despised.
Moonlitheart · 8.1k Views

The Transcendent Unwritten World: If I Fall, Everything Ends

I am Varek Vantyx. A cursed name given to me by my deceased parents. I grew up in the slums, my goal fixated on power. However- I failed to awaken my soul. Without that first awakened layer of existence, the higher ones remain forever out of reach. I was left behind. Powerless. Ordinary. There was another path, a forbidden one. Those who couldn't awaken sometimes sought infection by the Anomaly, a dangerous force that twisted fate itself. A curse more often than a blessing, but at least a chance. I tried. But- The Anomaly rejected me. In nearly an entire eon, no one had ever been refused. Until me. That same day, I crossed paths with a high-ranking Displaced. There was no fight. I was erased. My fortune was utterly abyssmal my entire life. …And yet, death wasn't the end. As my consciousness faded, I watched existence come apart — cities unravelling into dust, timelines folding in on themselves, reality dissolving. I was left alone, flickering faintly in nonexistence. Then the messages came. [Your last chance at life has been taken away. One more, and the Unwritten World shall fall.] [Go ahead, ####… The People From Beyond have granted you a second chance.] [This time, you will not be alone. You shall rise, O ####.] "What does that even mean?" I couldn't even see my own name. [You have been gifted a Supreme Package from the Beyond.] [Gifts necessary to stabilise the Unwritten World will be issued upon your return.] [You have received Two of the Highest Systems.] [ Soul Continuum System— Online.] [ Boundless Sovereignty System — Online.] A longer pause this time. Then the package unsealed. [Supreme Package — Contents Revealed.] [Ability Granted: Voidweave Dominion — Rank: Boundless] [Ability Granted: Chronal Severance — Rank: Omniscient] [Ability Granted: Unwritten Sovereignty — Rank: Empyrean] [Passive Granted: Existence Anchor — Rank: Boundless] [Sealed Innate Ability: ####— Rank:#### | Unlock Condition: Unknown] [WARNING: Abilities of this magnitude will be suppressed until your vessel can withstand them.] [Partial release will occur as your soul stabilises.] [Make the best use of them, ####.] [Do not die. No matter what.] Everything restarted. --- **Tags:** #R-18 · #LimitlessEvolution · #TimeManipulation · #UniquePowerSystem **Author's Note:** The protagonist isn't a hero, he is a villain, closer to chaotic evil, and not afraid to cross lines. Medium-to-fast pace. See you inside the Unwritten World. ---
Gokui101 · 968 Views

Lookism: Baki Hanma

Note: I am not a professional writer. I am just a person who enjoys writing. This is not a planned work of art. So, please ignore my poor skills if you can. If not, you can always drop it. What happens when a Hanma is dropped into the Lookism world? He is not the anime Baki. He is not the legendary Hanma from another universe. He is just a boy born with a body that refuses to obey normal rules. He grows up in a world where gangs decide law, fists decide status, and weakness is punished without mercy. He does not start as a monster, but his body learns faster, adapts faster, and endures more than it should. By the time others realize something is wrong, it is already too late to treat him like an ordinary fighter. He does not chase fame or chaos, but he does not avoid violence when it becomes unavoidable. Each fight leaves marks on bodies, walls, and reputations, and each step forward forces him deeper into the brutal hierarchy of Lookism. As his presence spreads, familiar events begin to shift, alliances fracture, and organizations that once dominated the underworld start to feel pressure they cannot explain. If you want to see a Hanma walk into the Lookism world and dismantle its strongest fighters, and rewrite the balance of power with raw physical dominance and calculated decisions, then you are in the right place. This is not a story about instant supremacy. This is a story about a body that evolves, a mind that adapts, and a world that slowly realizes it created something it cannot control. Disclaimer: All credits belong to the original creators of Lookism and Baki. I do not own these characters or their worlds, except for the original characters I create. This version of Baki Hanma is not the same as the one from the anime. He only shares the name and abilities, while his personality and story are different. The cover image is not mine. If the original creator requests its removal, I will remove it.
Shrabon4757 · 1.5m Views

The Ghazal of Eternity: Rebirth of Mirza Ghalib

In the shadowed twilight of 19th-century Delhi, where the once-mighty Mughal Empire crumbled under the iron heel of British colonialism, Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib—pen name Ghalib, meaning “the conqueror”—breathed his last on February 15, 1869, at the age of 71. His life had been a tapestry woven with threads of unparalleled poetic genius, profound philosophical inquiry, personal tragedy, and unyielding wit. Orphaned at five after his father’s death in battle, married at thirteen to Umrao Begum (with whom he would lose all seven children in infancy), financially destitute despite royal titles like Dabir-ul-Mulk and Najm-ud-Daula bestowed by Emperor Bahadur Shah Zafar II, and a witness to the devastating 1857 Indian Rebellion that reduced Delhi to ruins, Ghalib’s existence was one of exquisite sorrow and intellectual rebellion. His ghazals, written in both Urdu and Persian, delved into the mysteries of love (ishq), the divine (khuda), the self (khudi), and the illusory nature of reality. Lines like “Na tha kuchh to khuda tha, kuch na hota to khuda hota / Duboya mujhko hone ne, na hota main to kya hota” (When nothing was, God was; had nothing been, God would still be / My very existence has drowned me; had I not been, what would I have been?) captured the Sufi-inspired unity of being (wahdat al-wujud), questioning ego, creation, and the divine in ways that transcended his era. Yet the cosmos, in its infinite mercy and curiosity, deemed such a soul too luminous to fade into oblivion. The Eternal Muse—a primordial entity embodying the creative force behind all poetry, song, and word across multiverses—intervened. Ghalib’s verses had not merely echoed human longing; they had subtly resonated with the fabric of reality itself, bending probabilities in ways even he never suspected. As his mortal form lay in his haveli in Ballimaran, Chandni Chowk, his soul was offered reincarnation not into another earthly life, but into a high-fantasy realm called Elyndor. In this world, magic is fundamentally linguistic, and “the Verse-Weave” governs existence.
ReadingDreamer · 12.5k Views