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In the turbulent seas of the New World, betrayal had already sealed its mark. Teach’s hands dripped crimson, Thatch’s lifeless body sprawled beneath him, and the sky roared, thunder splitting the horizon. Yet even in the wake of murder, Teach’s voice quivered with disbelief. “Where is it? The Dark-Dark Fruit... vanished? Impossible... I killed him for nothing?” Far beyond those seas, in the war-torn Shinobi World, another shadow stirred. Black Zetsu stood frozen, his gaze locked upon the ominous dark energy now coiling around Madara Uchiha. His words trembled with desperation. “Where… is my mother?!” Madara, touched by confusion yet cloaked in power, could only murmur: “She was… consumed. Devoured by this darkness.” Zetsu’s silence screamed louder than any battle cry. And in yet another realm, in the sanctified heart of the Seireitei, a quiet storm brewed. Aizen’s eyes, sharp with curiosity, lingered on the man before him. “Sensei, what’s the name of your Zanpakuto?” The answer came like a whisper from the abyss, calm yet absolute. “Kaguya-hime.” Three worlds, three shadows of destiny, all bound by the same unfathomable darkness. ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/AlexandrusTL 100+ advance chapter! ——————— SAUCE: https://wap.faloo.com/new_942969.html

The people of Earth have been summoned once again. Scientists document six extinction events in Earth's history, but none of them were as natural as they claimed. Sylas and his family have been called back to the Browns, a family of billionaire elites with assets reaching into the trillions. He isn't sure what to expect until he touches a floating bronze cube that changes his life. [Bronze City Stele] [Status: Dormant] [Time to Activation: 04:13:38] Unfortunately, there's only one Stele and the Browns have already decided upon their candidates. If Sylas wants to control his own fate, he'll have to enter the Trial. Now, woefully unprepared, and stuck in a world filled with the extinct creatures of Earth, he'll have to carve out his own opportunity... whether the Browns like it or not. ======================== https://discord.gg/awespec instagram: @awespec_

What would you do if you woke up in the world of One Piece? Join the Marines? Yeah, right. Without powerful backing and connections, you’re just another pawn for the World Government; disposable in war, expendable in politics. I may be a total newbie when it comes to that kind of game, but I know enough to stay out of that mess. Become a pirate, then? Now that’s got potential. But Admirals are absolute monsters. And it’s not like I’m chasing the Pirate King title or looking to spark some grand revolution; I just want to live free, y’know? So here’s the game plan: Step one, become a pirate. Step two, get strong. Step three, earn a seat among the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Simple? Not even close. But it's the best shot I’ve got. Soka soka… Wait, author-san... when exactly do I get isekai’d? ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/AlexandrusTL 100+ advance chapter! ——————— SAUCE: https://wap.faloo.com/new_388768.html

I suddenly woke up in the Marvel Universe, rich, handsome, and backed by tens of millions in inheritance. Life was perfect until I remembered the purple potato planning to erase half the universe. Luckily, I received a golden finger that lets me travel between worlds. Unluckily, the other side was DC, a world crawling with demons, gods, and psychopaths in spandex. My cheat turned out to be useless in both universes. So how do I survive when heroes destroy cities for breakfast and villains eat planets for lunch? Simple. I rely on my wife. Venom.

Bad news: You’ve just been conscripted by the Emperor. Good news: You’re now in charge of recruiting the Cursed High Lords, and your chess pieces can be brought to life. You can even possess and personally command them. Bad news: You only have 500 points, and can summon nothing beyond basic units. Good news: By leveling up, you can earn more points, gain greater authority, and eventually claim your own colony as a newly appointed Planetary Governor. Bad news: A Necron tomb lies right beneath your seat of power. Good news: Even more Cursed High Lords are waiting for your call to arms. So gather your allies, prepare for the unexpected, and plunge into a chaotic yet thrilling Warhammer 40,000 adventure where every move could change the fate of your world. ---------------------------- If you want to support me: patreon.com/TripleCrown07

No one knows where he came from. Not even he remembers it clearly. They called him Malrick. And fate? It dropped him straight into the Marvel Universe... as an infant. Alone. Powerless. Human. Until he was found by Howard Stark. Adopted into a world of ambition, innovation, and cold secrets, Malrick was raised in the shadow of brilliance. Beside Tony, he studied machines, physics, and human nature. But beneath it all, something inside him whispered… Something alien. Everything changed on his 18th birthday. When his cells ignited. His blood shimmered. And the Kryptonian Code inside him awakened. Strength. Flight. Heat vision. Invincibility. And more than that — his unique power to bend time, space, and dimensional laws. He wasn’t just a superhuman. He was an evolutionary apex, the beginning of something greater. From that moment, Malrick's journey truly began. He left behind the shadows of Stark Tower, and stepped into something much larger. A Multiverse without limits. — The T-Virus spread in Raccoon City? He burned it out with solar fire. — Voldemort rising in Britain? He crushed a Horcrux between his fingers. — Darkseid watching from the far end of time? Malrick looked back. — Cosmic Entities and Celestials? They noticed him now. Resident Evil. DC. Swallowed Star. Harry Potter. Name a world — he walks it. And with each step, he evolves. Absorbing power. Defying fate. Rewriting the laws of existence themselves. He’s not just a visitor to these worlds. He’s their reckoning. "I am Kryptonian. Reincarnator. Multiversal anomaly. I do not follow the legacy of gods or heroes… I forge my own.” One man. Infinite timelines. And a storm coming for every universe that ever dared to write him off. ********************************** Join our discord server Link: https://discord.gg/Mr8Q62CH Support us on patreon (+Gain access to chapters in advance) Link: patreon.com/Zphyr_ ********************************** Check out my other fanfictions, they're good. I promise.

My name’s Alex. Nineteen. College student. And apparently, the universe decided to curse me… with a system. [MILF Paradise System Activated] [Notification: Nearby MILF detected] [Alert: Desire levels rising] [Ding! System online] Every MILF in my neighborhood is hopelessly drawn to me. Every glance, every brush of skin, every accidental touch makes them want… more. And trust me, more is exactly what they’re going to get. I got caught fucking my neighbor’s wife because of it. My parents kicked me out. And now? I’m moving into the ultimate hotspot for horny, desperate MILFs: the infamous MILF Apartments. With the system buzzing in my head constantly, every MILF I meet is a temptation I can’t ignore. Every encounter is a test of control… though control is the last thing I’ve got. From the blonde bombshell next door in her soft maxi dress, to the yoga instructor with a killer ass… I’m living in a paradise of desire. The system isn’t subtle. It’s relentless. It’s teasing me. It’s daring me. And it’s making sure I’m constantly… busy. Welcome to my life. Welcome to the MILF Paradise System. Welcome to hell… I mean heaven.

Reborn as Kaigaku in Kimetsu no Yaiba, am I doomed to walk the same cursed path? To betray the Demon Slayer Corps? To kill my own master? No. Never again. Muzan, that vile so-called “lord,” brings nothing but ruin to those who serve him. So I cast away the name Kaigaku. Under the name Horitake and guided by the system, I chose a completely different life. And as for the root of all tragedy, Kibutsuji Muzan… I will slice you into pieces, hang you to dry, and leave you swaying in the sun until you rot into nothing but bacon. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/DaoistRoeoNQ

In a world yearning for grand adventure, a soul, weary of mundane existence, is ripped from his reality and thrust into the nascent era of One Piece. Reborn as Dracula D. Alucard, he finds himself in a surprisingly tranquil time, a quiet before the storm of the Great Pirate Era. But within him, a chilling truth awakens: an unyielding immortality. His mere presence shatters the calm, birthing the terrifying legend of an unkillable monster. Even Gol D. Roger, the soon-to-be Pirate King, is left in bewildered disbelief: "I don't understand; that sword thrust clearly hit his vitals." The mighty Whitebeard acknowledges a new horror: "That man is a monster even harder to kill than Kaido!" The World Government, driven to utter despair, can only lament: "We've assassinated him successfully thousands of times. Why is he still alive?!" And the legendary Marine Hero, Garp, simply quips, "Kaido? I think that guy killed him..." For Alucard, however, this endless defiance of death is merely a perplexing fact, or perhaps, a casual game. "What's the big deal?" he asks, a faint, almost innocent tilt to his head, as if genuinely puzzled by their consternation. "Killing me is simple. Just stab my heart about eight million more times." As the world stands on the precipice of an age of grand dreams and unfettered ambition, what fate awaits the eternal devil who cannot die, doomed to wander a sea that promises everything but an end? ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/AlexandrusTL 100+ advance chapter! ——————— SAUCE: https://wap.faloo.com/new_412421.html

Draven, an illegal weapon dealer from Earth, transmigrated into the body of a youth in a magical world. The youth, who shared his name, had died after his bloodline was forcibly stripped away, allowing Draven's soul to enter his body. In this new life, Draven's only blood relative is his little sister. Finding himself in the body of a eight-year-old with a two-year-old sister to care for, Draven was at a loss for words. Fortunately, the entity that had brought his soul to this world left him a divine artifact as his legacy: the mysterious Dream God Ring..... Author's Note: Hey guys, this is my first novel, but I have already planned everything from start to finish in my head. So, add this novel to your library without hesitation; I won't drop it halfway. It will be a masterpiece.

My name is Michael, and I was reincarnated into the world of One Piece. I ate the Human-Human Fruit, Mythical Zoan type: Seraph form — and became a Marine. At first, I thought I could lie low until the story ended... But unfortunately, there's no way I'd ever become a lapdog for the Celestial Dragons. See a noble and won’t hold an umbrella for him? Then go to jail. If something doesn’t sit right — of course I’ll push the whole damn world until it does.

"Not even the gods can stop me from finding my family!" Max only wanted to reunite with his parents and sister. But for that, he had to awaken a class. With no high expectations, Max would’ve been satisfied with a C or D rank. But fate had other plans. He unlocked a legendary SSS-Rank class. [Dimensional Keeper] This class changed everything. Max mastered every skill to perfection and grasped the Concepts of Space and Time while his peers were playing around with swords. In no time, he ascended to become the Keeper of the Universe. Armed with unimaginable power, Max’s journey to find his family had begun. Nothing could stop him now—not fate, not enemies, not even the mighty gods! --- Discord Link:- https://discord.gg/xPZZbXbAAq

"Misfit?.... What crappy Mark is this?" Kevin keeps complaining to the Eclipse System as he falls from the sky. His cozy apartment becomes open sky as he enters the Portal. "Am I going to die as soon as I enter the Portal, and become Moonchild?"

Akirion: The Awakening of a Young Warrior In a quiet village miles away from the bustling capital, a young boy named Akirion leads an ordinary life with his loving parents. That innocence is shattered one fateful day when their home is attacked, claiming the lives of his family and leaving him heartbroken. Amidst his grief, Akirion discovers a hidden gift, his latent magical powers awakening at just ten years old. Determined to rise above his tragedy, Akirion finds hope in a legendary swordmaster who trains young warriors in the art of combat and magic. With no wealth to his name, he earns his place through unwavering determination, living under the swordmaster’s roof for five relentless years. Through grueling training, he hones his magic and swordsmanship, forging himself into a formidable fighter. Now, on the cusp of his destiny, Akirion prepares to confront the darkness that took his family,and to carve his path as a hero. His journey is one of loss, resilience, and the unbreakable spirit of a boy who refuses to give up. DISCORD DISCUSSION SERVER https://discord.gg/YuQH98MFr7

In the dark, he fell. A familiar dream, a familiar scene. Unending darkness, suffocating darkness, and an endless falling, a descent into depths no man was meant to plumb. And then he awoke with a jolt from the dream, just as he had many times before. But this time, what greeted him was not his own. An unfamiliar room, an unfamiliar face, an unfamiliar moon, an unfamiliar horror. In but an instant, everything Jacob knew and understood had been turned on its head, shredded to pieces that could never be put together. A new face, a new name, a new world, a new horror. Thusly, Jacob woke up in the body of Aldric Alain, thusly he had to face the world and the unending dark, the dream that haunted him across worlds. Now, he must find out where he has ended up, how he has ended up here, and what he can possibly do. And while doing so, he must also find out why the notebook that greeted his new life was marked with a tear-stained apology for dragging him to hell. (Yes, RoyalRoad, i am the author of this story, so i am allowed to also release it on your site)

Grief awakens the curse. The curse wakes something far older. Fifteen-year-old Gwendolyn Crane always though her family's curse was just a story until her father's death cracks it open. Now she tastes the sour lies, the bloody rust of her mother's relief and the cinnamon-burn of her own anger. But, her awakening stirs something cosmic that slips through every crack grief has left behind. With every taste, the faster it wakes— and it has been waiting a very, very long time.

This is a story about a man who lived pretty normal life and got some strange accident and got a 'Milf System' As it gives him superpowers and also the life around his loved one women. So will he be able to live with the women he love or he might dissolve with the change of events.

(please read this in APP) I, si hon took a late night walk. saw a sleeping kid in a dumpster...? I pick her up gently… her eyes open... and now... BOOM! i am a father. *...* Oh and plot twist! she's op. they are op... like, accidentally. broken... (YEA FR I DIDN'T EVEN TRY AND I WONDER WHY I SAID 'they are') "Dun dun dun" Anyways, I woke up from this weird vivid dream with a dramatic, beautiful, naked Victorian goddess telling me about calamity or whatever. And suddenly— A blue Transparent Window screen system Appear. [QUEST: Have a Nice Day] Objective: Spend a peaceful day outside. Reward: ??? The problem? Except my quest companion is Ivy. A ten-year-old I found in a trashcan. Barefoot. Hungry. And talking 24/7... . "Ahjussi, buy me this!" . "Ahjussi, that one too!" . "Ahjussi look at that!!" . "ahjussi... what are they doing..." . I covered her eyes "don't look at that. they just love eachother..." One breakfast trip becomes a full-on mall adventure with rigged claw machines, snacks, fried chicken, and my sanity breaking little by little. but then I wonder if this “quest” is more than it seems… Maybe, just maybe, the real reward isn’t hidden in the system at all. I then sat down on my 'Armed'chair and dramatically raised both of my hand and muttered. "PEAK CINEMA."

In the grim future of Mankind, there was nothing but monsters. The Rifts opened, and hordes upon hordes spilled doom for humanity, reducing it to a fraction. But when we thought it was all lost, an Army of Plastic rose to our rescue. They emerged with holy light: Towering Superhumans in Power Armors, wielding weapons from science fiction. Disciplined Soldiers in uniform march, facing death with a holy chant. War Machines and Walkers of unimaginable technology, thundering the battlefield. And on their forefront was one of our own, once mocked as Nerd, Geek, Gamer; now hailed Hero, Champion, Leader. He was Adam Clay, Lord Commander of Earth. --------------What is this?----------------- An RTS Crafting and Summoning LitRPG. One gamer gains the ability to turn his action figurines and war game pieces into actual people who can fight with futuristic powers. ----------Is this what I think it is?---------- Yes, it is completely inspired by Warhammer 40K, but you can say it is the watered-down version for those who aren't willing to dip their toes in the original madness. Consider it my own take on the grim dark, combining some shenanigans from WH40K, Doom, Dune, Mad Max, Silo, Red Alert and Generals series, and other cool stuff. ------- Where else to find this gem? ------- This story exists on Patreon as well as Webnovel, Royal Road, and Scribble Hub.

“Papa.” “What is it boy.” “Tell me a fable.” “I’ve told you many.” “Tell me another.” “What should it be about.” “I don’t know mabye about Exorcists this time?” Alright,” the one known as “Papa” replied, contemplating for a moment. “I think I might have one to tell you.” The boy, visibly overjoyed, sat cross-legged in front of his father and looked up at him. Both were shrouded in mist; one was so grand that no one else could see how they looked, but only each other. Seeing his boy like this made “Papa” chuckle. “This is the fable known as the Blue Eyed Exorcist.” As he uttered those words, their world faded out, and the boy listened intently to his ‘Papa.’