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Reincarnated as a LimitBreaker: I Awakened an EX-Rank Talent

Max Ro’nark was born into one of the Overlord families of Planet Mythos, carrying memories of a past life—yet strangely lacking his former self-identity. Labeled abnormal and ostracized by his own blood, Max chose an unexpected path. Instead of despair, he decided to enjoy his detached existence while searching for the reason behind his reincarnation in a world ruled by multiple races and an all-powerful Tower said to grant strength beyond imagination. But when Max entered the Tower of Mythus for the first time, history was broken. [Player not suitable for awakening.] [Discarding the Player out of the Tower.] An event never recorded before. Just as his future seemed shattered, a final message appeared: [Make yourself stronger and try again.] [Time limit: 2 years.] Given a single lifeline, Max abandoned hesitation and pushed his body, mind, and limits beyond reason—growing stronger outside the Tower itself. When he returned, he awakened something — something rare even in the long history of the Tower. [You have awakened an EX-Rank Talent.] [You have awakened @#$##@ Bloodline.] A bloodline that defied the Tower’s rules paired with a talent that shattered established rankings. He embarks on a journey that dragged him into conflicts he never sought—yet could not escape. Follow Max as he ascends the Tower, unravels the mystery of his past life, and earns a name that echoes across existence and the Tower of Mythus: Max — The LimitBreaker.
ArchBolt · 9.7k Views

Danmachi: Is It Wrong That My Familia Is Completely Out of Place?

What would you do if you were transmigrated into a peaceful world where conflict existed only in stories? Build relationships? Imitate great works? Live a carefree life? Shaka chose something far more outrageous. After witnessing countless otherworld travelers before and after his first journey, Shaka realized a terrifying truth if transmigration could happen once, then it could happen again. His second leap delivered him into a world ruled by dungeons, gods, and systems a reality that operated like a game. “In a world governed by rules and growth,” Shaka declared, “inviting players to descend is only natural.” And so, he began to gather them. Those healed by divine blessings found refuge within a silent sanctuary souls once broken by tragedy, now seeking peace and renewal. Those bound by the power of a god’s favor gathered under a single banner ordinary people forced to grow stronger in an unforgiving world. Those whose fantasies shaped their strength formed a collective born from delusion and will where imagination itself bent reality. Those yearning for a second chance stepped forward individuals who once lived ordinary lives, now ready to face the extraordinary. And at the edge stood the veterans those who had already crossed worlds and survived what should have been impossible. Then, a gate opened in the heart of a modern city. Reality began to fracture. Myths walked the streets. Strange powers awakened. The boundary between worlds collapsed. Chaos descended. When the call to arms echoed across the land, Shaka only smiled. “The glory of my Familia will be reforged starting with me.” And so, he began to gather them. Copyright disclaimer: I do NOT own anime nor any character or works featured in the fan-fiction. No copyright infringement intended.
Owvp · 149.2k Views

Saving The Monster Race Starts With Breeding The Elf Village

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. — discord.gg/Fb3hY3Nfbj
AGodAmongMen · 605.1k Views