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"Now you see?" she shouted in a tone that was somewhere between annoyance and disappointment. "You can’t outsmart Scrients! They’re the most intelligent beings across the two realms!" "You’re right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a solemn sigh. "I made a mistake. I was arrogant to think a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "...Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I’m not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait! You can’t. I killed them all." --- My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid and pointless scuffle. And in the middle of it, I tripped and smacked my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in… Memories of a different life. Memories of another world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First: I was inside a game I used to play in my past life. Second: I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool, mysterious, tragic kind either! No, I was the worst kind of cliché — a spoiled, insufferable, and arrogant young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. You know the type! The one everyone hates. The one the hero would beat into the ground to show everyone just how strong and righteous he is. Yeah. I was that guy! My fate was to be a stepping stone for the main characters, be manipulated by a Demon Prince, and die a dog's death. And the hero? The hero was the same kid I’d been bullying all this time. The one I just got into a fight with. He was supposed to be the savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And waiting at the end of it all was the final antagonist. The unbeatable nightmare. …The Spirit King. But could I even make it to the end? Could I really survive in a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that had now become my reality? “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could. But I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, altering the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains long before they could become threats — nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected by my actions? Excellent! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me. My survival. My life. My choices. “I’ll live this life with no regrets.” ...But as I soon discovered, fate wasn't so easily changed. And the price of rewriting your destiny was steep. ========== Discord Server: https://discord.gg/VjFQtDUaTR

A man wakes up reincarnated as nine-year-old Jake Harper, armed with something no one else in 2002 possesses: Argus, an AI-like search engine in his mind connected to the future. In a world that feels strangely familiar, the new Jake must navigate childhood, family chaos, and a timeline full of opportunities. With knowledge decades ahead of everyone else, how far can he push the future without breaking it?.

Alfred Lancaster was never meant to exist. Born as the illegitimate son of the powerful Stanley family, one of America’s most feared financial dynasties, he grows up unwanted, unseen, and deliberately erased from their legacy. The only thing they give him is silence… and $55,000 a month to stay invisible. But the Stanleys made one mistake. They underestimated him. A hidden financial prodigy since childhood, Alfred quietly began investing in the stock market at age eleven. While the world ignored him, he studied it. While his family dismissed him, he mastered it. By eighteen, he secretly controls a fortune most billionaires would envy. By twenty, his wealth surpasses $25 billion. And not a single Stanley knows. Now standing at the crossroads between anonymity and destiny, Alfred realizes something terrifying: Money alone isn’t power. Power is structure. Influence. Institutions. Empires. Using a dormant shell company he secretly built over the years—Lancaster Holdings—Alfred decides to step into the shadows and construct something the Stanleys never expected: A rival dynasty. To do it, he recruits Henry Caldwell, a fallen executive destroyed by divorce and betrayal, and turns him into the public face of a new conglomerate. Together they begin assembling the impossible: A bankrupt law firm A collapsing investment company A struggling regional bank Undervalued tech startups Real estate networks A failing domestic airline One by one… They become Lancaster Group. While the world sees only a quiet college student living an ordinary life, behind the scenes Alfred builds a silent empire powerful enough to challenge America’s elite. But power attracts attention. And when the Stanleys finally discover what their forgotten son has become… The real war will begin.

Rowan Ashcroft died in the 21st century and woke up in 1875 as a nameless orphan in Victorian London. He had no family, no magic, and no future... until a Hogwarts letter changed everything. The wizarding world of 1875 is brutal. Muggleborns are Mudbloods. The lowest caste in a society that hasn't changed in centuries. Rowan, an orphan with no magical bloodline, is exactly the kind of person it was built to crush. But he has something no one in this world expects from him: a mind sharp enough to see how the whole system works. And how to break it. He'll do it through magic no one has tried, duels no one thought he could survive, and secrets buried so deep that finding them puts a target on his back. All of it before Grindelwald rises and the world tears itself apart. Warning: No romance as Rowan is 11-13 years old. --- RELEASE SCHEDULE: -Daily updates -Schedule subject to change as the story progresses This is cross-posted on other platforms. If you want to support me, please head to my page, where you can subscribe to chapters before they're published here. More than 50 chapters are available. Pat /R_Lockey Thank you!

A man who faced lifelong rejection by the will of the world that he grew up in, and a genius with infinite potential who fell as a result of making a risky bet. Under the machinations of the deceased Heavenly Emperor, Huang Xian, two unfortunate souls originating from entirely different worlds got saved and fused together into a new whole, adopting the identity of the latter–Theodore Winter, the heir to one of the Supreme Pillars of the Heavenly Court. As an eon-spanning competition to decide the next generation of Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress began, it brought with it a game of wits, power and plots that would shake the Heavenly Court to its core. Reincarnators, Transmigrators and Regressors were barely qualified to chase after the unprecedented monsters that had been brought into being for the express purpose of rising above the rest. Battles between peers were like peeling an onion–nobody ever knew just how many cultivation realms and Talents the others had hidden away to catch their opponents off guard. With a saint-like image and the heart of a devil, Theodore Winter entered the fray. Unbeknownst to all, besides returning triumphantly, he was entrusted with another task: To kill Huang Xian’s murderer–his wife, the Heavenly Empress! ------------------------- Read advance chapters (by paying for my meals) on Patreon: • https://www.patreon.com/sh1ro My novel series "Reincarnation Cycle's Unfortunate Bug" on Amazon: • https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CYHGRR8M/ Discord Server: • https://discord.gg/NdAjjmXSDh Cover created by: • https://www.instagram.com/llay_art/ ------------------------- Current Release Schedule: • 4 chapters per week • IDEALLY 1 chapter every Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Sunday (at ~11 p.m. GMT+1), but more realistically, they'll just appear whenever they're ready until everything's stable again. (More chapters can appear as bonus chapters, so this is the absolute minimum.) • Vote with Power Stones to read more chapters in the week after the results are in! -> Top 100: +1 chapter -> Top 50: +2 chapters -> Top 10: +3 chapters -> Top 5: +4 chapters -> 1st Place: +5 chapters - Chapter length: ~2k words on average

Eight hundred years of war. Countless dead. Empires reduced to names no one remembers. And at the end of it, Dao Ling — the White Demon, the monster without a side, the man who massacred his way across a empire of battlefields — died in the mud holding a pearl and whispering an apology to someone who could no longer hear it. He woke up in the past. Young. Weak. Alive. He told himself he would do things differently this time. That he would find her before the war found her. That he would keep his hands clean. He told himself that. What he did not know — what the pearl had never promised — was that the world had not gone back. It had moved forward. And everything waiting for him in this unfamiliar future was something he had never lived through before. Love, in its truest form, is not warmth. It is the specific weight of something you are no longer able to protect — and the lengths a man will go to carry it anyway. This is the story of those lengths.

The real world has a shadow — and in that shadow, people gamble with the only thing they can't earn back. Ren Akagi, 19, is nobody. A unemployed, perpetually tired guy who spends his days slouched in front of a monitor, dismantling opponents in every online game he touches. No job, no ambition, no plans. Just him, his screen, and an unbroken win streak that means absolutely nothing. That changes the night a stranger knocks on his door, eyes hollow and desperate, and challenges him to a card game. Ren wins. The stranger loses his last heart — and dies on the floor in front of him. Before Ren can even process what he just witnessed, he's pulled into Mora — an alternate world that exists parallel to Earth, invisible to ordinary people, accessible only to those chosen by its enigmatic creator known only as The Dealer. In Mora, the currency is life itself. Every player enters with 5 Hearts — and every game puts them on the line. Lose them all, and you die. Not just in Mora. In the real world too. The prize? Unimaginable wealth wired directly to your real-world account. The dream of every player: reach the top of the Grand Table — defeat the world's 10 greatest players and claim the title of King of Mora, along with a fortune no government could touch. Ren didn't ask for this. He doesn't care about the money. He doesn't care about the title. But now that he's in — he's never lost a game in his life.

An infinite array of universes unfolded before a knowledge-hungry geneticist. He achieved reincarnation while preserving his identity, hoping for a second life devoted to the peaceful study of biology across other worlds. Yet fate had other plans: a world where eugenics and selective breeding reign supreme among clans—one soon to be consumed by global war. So much for a peaceful life!

Taika Zeit, a poor but brilliant girl with a weak body unsuited for magic, is granted an eight-year scholarship to the prestigious Galdur Academy by a mysterious man who sees her potential. Surrounded by elite students and facing bullying, failure, and physical limits, Taika relies on intellect and relentless study rather than raw power. As she trains in Thaumatology, Archaeology, Magical Science, and Xenology, she begins to rise through the ranks—not to master magic, but to redefine it and become the world’s next great magical genius.

Shui was born blind and judged to be a cripple, but he still longed for knowledge and adventure. Thanks to the love of those close to him, he could indulge in his dreams, but he soon learnt the despair of being powerless. Only with strength would he be able to wander the lands and travel the heavens.

I do not own anything from Marvel or Naruto. I just enjoy both universes. So content warning first, this is a fanfic of hot steaming garbage. I hope you enjoy it. I will most likely put in bad words, fights, gore and maybe some smut. Or maybe I won’t, we will see how this goes. This story is my attempt to write some fanfiction that I won’t hate, which is still up for debate. ------------------------------ Let us follow the MC as he is pushed into the world of Marvel with his own special super power made up from the world of Naruto. This will be close to the MCU, but let's call it Earth-199999-AU. AU is for the author's universe. MCU, check. X-Men, check. Doom and the fan-4? Double check. Other stuff from comics,  also check. From Naruto, eye powers? At some point, so check. Tailed beasts and summons? Nope. Chakra and ninja powers? Check and check. ------------------------------ At least one chapter will be posted weekly, possibly more if I write enough. This is posted on RoyalRoad, Scribble Hub, Fanfiction and now Webnovel. I also now have a p@treon set up under Pewpewcachoo go check it out if you want.

Five Minds of Earth. One World of Magic. Zero Mana. In a single heartbeat, five of Earth’s most extraordinary minds are snatched from their world and dropped into the Kingdom of Eldoria. They were summoned to be the ultimate heroes—the "Prodigies" who would save humanity. But when they stand before the Orb of Revelation, the verdict is a death sentence: Zero Magic. Failure. While the "Class President" is hailed as the true hero, the five specialists are discarded as useless trash, targeted for execution by a king who fears what he cannot quantify. They have no mana, no legendary swords, and no divine blessings. What they do have is a Nobel-winning scientist, a master of solar-innovation, an undefeated strategist, a lethal investigator, and a martial arts prodigy. The Kingdom of Eldoria thinks they are powerless. They are about to find out that when you combine Earth's greatest intellects with a world governed by primitive logic, "magic" is just science that hasn't been conquered yet.

In the Dou Qi Continent, fire is revered. There is the Life Flame, which possesses the power of life; the extremely cold Bone Spirit Cold Flame; the Fallen Heart Flame, a "cheat code" for cultivation; and the Three Thousand Burning Flames, which can be called the "immortal flame"... However, the attribute of "water" pales in comparison to the presence of various strange fires. One day, a girl who wielded the power of water descended upon the Dou Qi Continent... Note: Female protagonist novel, includes a system; please do not read if you dislike this type of story

Tsuneo traveled into the world of science—only to discover his physical fitness could grow without limits. Armed with Bajiquan, he swore to show everyone what it means to tear down a winery with his bare hands. Two and a half years later, the “Most Popular Repairman in Beika Town” (two-time champion) looked at the rising crime rate and sighed. Conan: “Could you maybe put down the bloody bat before lecturing me?” Gin: “When I find you, I’ll rip you to pieces!” Vodka: “Boss, you look so cool!” Binga: “Name your price to kill the two idiots upstairs.” Amuro Toru: “…What a headache.” Akai Shuichi: “No way you can dodge a sniper’s bullet.” Kid: “Stop staring at my skirt already.” Kyogoku Makoto: “Wait—are you a Super Saiyan too?” Ai: “One, two, three, four, five… Everyone here is an idiot.” ---------------------------- Unlock the next 30 chapters at p@treon

"In a game designed by the Divine, the only way to win is to stop existing." Ten thousand players. One crumbling city. A "Harvest" that demands a soul-tax for every breath you take. For Alok, a college student trapped in this divine slaughterhouse, the rules were supposed to be simple: Higher Luck means a better life. But Alok’s interface shows a value that shouldn't exist: Luck -1. In a world where "Hero" tier players hunt with golden light and "Saints" command the elements, Alok is a Ghost—a glitch in the system that the Gods can’t track, tax, or predict. While others pray for divine buffs, Alok must navigate the shifting sectors of the Cradle, accompanied by a cold-blooded assassin who might be his only ally—or his eventual executioner. The Gods want a Harvest. The Players want the bounty on his head. But Alok is tired of being a piece on the board. [What to Expect] Tactical Survival: Every resource—water, stamina, and Soul Credits—matters. Victories aren't won by screaming louder; they’re won by outsmarting the System’s logic. Grounded Supernatural Action: Powers have costs. Magic isn't "free," and Alok’s "Negative Luck" is as much a curse as it is a weapon. A Brutal Battle Royale: High-stakes phases, shrinking zones, and "Janitor" entities designed to erase the weak. Deep Lore & Mystery: Who is running the Game? And why does the System fear a boy with no luck? [What NOT to Expect] No Harem: This is a story of survival and grit, not a collection of waifus. No Forced Romance: Relationships are built on trust and necessity in a kill-or-be-killed world. No "Power of Friendship" Plot Armor: If a character makes a mistake, they pay for it. The System doesn't forgive. [System Status] Name: Alok Class: [ERROR: NOT FOUND] Luck: -1

**WARNING** This story contains scenes of extreme physical violence and psychological trauma. Reader discretion is advised. The groom walked heavily across the veranda floor. The pungent, sharp scent of wine mingled with the cold night air. Dazed and unsteady, he flung open the carved double doors with the reckless haste of a drunkard and stumbled inside. Hànyuè (汉月) sat on the edge of the bed, silent and with her head bowed. Her thin, white nightdress was visible in the dark room, lit only by the candle. Her eyes were full of sadness; she knew this union was no marriage, but a blood pact between two powerful clans. The groom cast a heavy, bleary-eyed gaze over her. He slammed the door shut and leaned against it. Hànyuè looked up, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. A cruel sneer played on the man’s lips as he rasped: "I still find it hard to believe that… the unattainable daughter of the Lán (嵐) clan has fallen into my hands like this. Well... such was your fate; you had better get used to it. From now on, we are husband and wife, and we have got a long, exhilarating night ahead of us!" Without a word, Hànyuè rose. With a sorrowful expression, her trembling hands reached for the ties of her robe; the soft silk slipped from her shoulders and pooled onto the floor. The groom, his eyes glinting with arrogance, reached to untie his sash when, suddenly… The quiet room was broken by the loud sound of wood breaking. The broad blade of a sword pierced through the wooden door with unrestrained violence, passing straight through the groom's spine. The bloodied tip of the blade protruded from his abdomen, stopping directly in front of Hànyuè’s terrified eyes. Pinned to the door, the groom’s eyes bulged from their sockets as his body convulsed. A stifled, rattling sound emanated from his throat. Hànyuè covered her mouth with trembling hands and staggered back in horror. A moment later, the shadow behind the door pulled the sword out with a swift, ruthless motion. A fountain of blood sprayed from the groom’s mouth, splattering the floorboards. The man’s knees gave way, and he collapsed face-first onto the ground. While drops of dark blood had splashed onto Hànyuè's skirt, she let out a loud, and piercing scream. **ABSTRACT** Prince Hēiláng (黑狼) is deeply in love with the noblewoman Hànyuè, but tough political obstacles stand in the way of them being together. In his quest to claim her, he strikes a dangerous bargain—a choice that irrevocably alters the course of their lives and unleashes consequences far more brutal than he had ever conceived.

What should I do if I transform into a passerby NPC in the Novice Village who may die at any time? At first, Lily just wanted to survive and increase the player's favorability. She planned to use the power of the players to increase the strength of the NPCs who were not on good terms with her. Unexpectedly, she accidentally increased the favorability. From [the player's most solid backing] to [the lonely watcher at the border], and then to [the first saint in the turbid times of the empire]. Players give full play to their subjective initiative and lift her to the throne. In the 30th millennium of the empire, a former emperor of the empire who did not want to be named loudly accused in an interview with a newspaper. "That group of undead people rushed into the palace shouting friendship and bond, and forcibly put my crown on the head of Lily, the devil. It's really a sin!" Facing the accusation, Lily was extremely indignant. "How can I be a devil? From the beginning to the end, I have been promoting love and justice. Don't talk nonsense with your eyes open... It's hard for me too. Sometimes I look for my own reasons. Have I been a good person for so many years? Why do those undead people only hit you and not me?"

EXPOSITION Amara Cole is introduced as a young woman struggling to survive on her own. She is financially strained, with overdue rent and no support system. Her life is built on independence and careful decision making, and she avoids relying on others. At the same time, Ethan Blake is introduced as a powerful, controlled man who values order, structure, and emotional detachment. His world is defined by wealth, influence, and carefully maintained appearance. INCITING INCIDENT Amara receives a mysterious call inviting her to an interview she never applied for. At the interview, Ethan offers her a contract to pretend to be his girlfriend for three months in exchange for financial security. This unexpected offer disrupts her life and forces her to confront a choice between her principles and her survival. RISING ACTION Amara initially refuses the offer, but as her situation worsens and her options run out, she agrees to the contract. She enters Ethan’s world and begins adjusting to a life of wealth, control, and strict expectations. She learns to navigate public appearances, social pressure, and unspoken rules. Tension builds between them as Amara resists losing herself while Ethan maintains control. Over time, their interactions become more complex, and the line between what is real and what is part of the arrangement begins to blur. External pressures and internal conflicts increase, pushing both characters to confront their boundaries and emotions. CLIMAX A major emotional conflict forces both Amara and Ethan to face the truth about their relationship. Amara realizes that staying may cost her sense of identity, while leaving means giving up the stability she fought for. At the same time, Ethan is forced to confront his loss of control and the feelings he has been avoiding. This moment represents the breaking point where pretense can no longer be maintained. FALLING ACTION Amara makes a decisive choice, either walking away from the arrangement or distancing herself emotionally. The consequences of their actions unfold as both characters deal with the impact of the contract and what it has changed in them. Ethan begins to reflect on his actions and the emotional shift he can no longer ignore. DENOUEMENT The story resolves with both characters changed. Amara regains a sense of identity and clarity about what she wants, no longer driven only by survival. Ethan confronts a new reality where control is no longer absolute. Their relationship is either redefined on honest terms or left as a meaningful but transformative experience that shaped them both.

When an ordinary soul awakens in the body of Stephen Eli Cooper, the younger brother of Georgie Cooper and the older brother to the twins Sheldon and Missy, he inherits far more than a new life, he inherits a destiny. Stephen is brilliant. A mind operating at IQ 267, with perfect recall, superhuman physical potential, and a future tangled with people and worlds far beyond Texas. But this isn’t a power fantasy. His new life comes with responsibilities, attachments, and paths that branch from the original story. I want to add this story is written using AI I write the overview for the chapter/ do the research but AI writes the chapters. I make changes and edit it some may not like it and that is fine I use the story as a way to help put my ideals in the world. If you dont like AI being used then dont read you have been warned.

June 25th, 1982. Deep beneath the Antarctic ice—far below where sound should carry and life should exist—something was discovered. A cocoon. Colossal. Ancient. Sleeping. Sensors confirmed it was alive. No one knew what was inside. No one was willing to cut it open. Those stationed closest to it reported headaches. Nosebleeds. Insomnia. And, worst of all, the unshakable feeling of being watched— even when the thing never moved. A.E.G.I.S. responded immediately. The Erebus Research Facility was built around the discovery, burying it beneath layers of steel, concrete, and secrecy. They gave the creature a name. Azathoth. They believed it was an alien. A living nightmare from somewhere beyond Earth. How long it had slept beneath the ice, no one could say. Only that it was there. Waiting.