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THE BLACKSMITH WHO FORGED A NATION

In the war-torn kingdom of Valdris, where kings are crowned and deposed by the sword, where poets sing of brave knights and dashing generals, the story of Hannah would never be told. She is a blacksmith's widow in the forgotten village of Ironvale, a woman doing a "man's job" just to keep her two young children from starving. When her husband is conscripted and killed in the first battle of a pointless war, Hannah is left with nothing but her grief, her hammer, and a forge that is slowly going cold. She wants nothing from this world except to be left alone. But the world has other plans. A routed army detachment staggers into Ironvale, hunted by an enemy noble's elite cavalry. Their captain is dying, their weapons are shattered, and their cause is lost. Hannah, with no love for the king who took her husband, wants to turn them away. But the enemy doesn't ask whose side you're on. They only ask if you're in their way. Forced to repair the soldiers' equipment to save her village from being caught in the crossfire, Hannah does more than just fix broken swords. She improves them. Her husband's death taught her something the royal armories never learned: the difference between a weapon that looks glorious on a parade ground and a weapon that keeps a man alive in a real fight. She reforges their blades with a hidden strength, reinforces their armor with a practical flexibility, and designs a new type of horseshoe that won't crack on rough terrain. When the cavalry arrives, the king's men—with Hannah's humble work in their hands—win against impossible odds. The enemy captain, dying in the mud of her village, sees her at her forge. His last words are a curse that will follow her forever: "The king has a new witch. A smith witch." Word spreads like wildfire. The Smith Witch of the North becomes a whisper on the wind—a tale of a woman who can make a farmer's scythe cut through steel, who can turn scrap into salvation. Hannah wants none of it. She wants to raise her children, tend her forge, and live in peace. But war is a tide, and her village is built on sand. As the kingdom crumbles around her, as refugees flood her valley and deserters seek her out, Hannah discovers that peace is not something you can hide from. It's something you have to build. With her hammer as her only weapon, her forge as her fortress, and her children as her reason to fight, she will do what no general, no king, no hero has ever done: She will forge a nation from the ashes. This is not a story about a woman who learned to fight. It's a story about a woman who learned that the sharpest sword in the world is useless without someone to forge it, someone to sharpen it, and someone to believe in the hand that wields it.
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THE RISE OF AN EMPIRE

In the rain-soaked streets of modern Tokyo, overworked software engineer Alex Thompson meets a sudden, brutal end beneath the wheels of a runaway truck. His ordinary life of code, deadlines, and quiet regrets ends in an instant—only to begin anew in a world of magic, monsters, and ruthless ambition. Reborn as Elias Valtor, the seventh and final child of a struggling baron on the forgotten fringes of the Valerian Continent, Elias awakens with all his Earth memories intact. House Valtor clings to survival in a harsh frontier barony besieged by the Endless Wilds: goblin raids, mana-corrupted beasts, failing harvests, crushing debts, and scheming neighbors who view their lands as easy prey. The family is in decline—older siblings dead, scattered, or useless—and Elias is their last, fragile hope. But Elias is no helpless infant. Armed with twenty-first-century knowledge of science, strategy, engineering, history, and ruthless pragmatism, he sees opportunity where others see only despair. From the cradle, he observes, plans, and experiments in secret: blending basic chemistry with mana to create revolutionary fertilizers, turning barren fields fertile; studying pack tactics from wildlife documentaries to outsmart dire wolf hordes; forging innovative weapons and tactics inspired by Sun Tzu, Napoleon, and modern guerrilla warfare. As he grows from gifted child to teenage baron, Elias transforms his crumbling inheritance. He builds loyal militias trained in merit-based discipline, introduces proto-industrial innovations like gunpowder and mana-enhanced machinery, establishes trade networks that flood the barony with wealth, and quietly crushes internal rivals and external threats with calculated precision. What begins as desperate survival evolves into deliberate conquest: annexing neighboring duchies, forging alliances with oppressed peoples and ancient races, and toppling corrupt lords who underestimate the "boy baron." Yet power attracts enemies. Jealous nobles, ancient evils stirring in the continent's heart, and the looming shadow of greater empires test Elias at every step. With a sharp-witted mage consort at his side and a growing legion of diverse followers—humans, reformed beastkin, elves—he marches toward unification, blending Earth's ingenuity with Elyria's magic to forge something unprecedented: an empire born not of divine right or brute force, but of innovation, strategy, and unrelenting will. From one forgotten barony on the edge of the world rises the Valtorian Empire—a new order that will reshape the Valerian Continent forever. In a genre of heroes summoned as saviors, Elias chooses to become the architect of his own destiny. Survival was never enough. He will rise—and the world will kneel.40 sources
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Chrono System - Paradox of New System Into The Master From Zero

After witnessing the apocalypse 999 times, Mason Pryce has had enough. He’s stopped playing by the Gods' rules, kidnapped the "Entropy" of the future, and returned to 2026 London to build a pirate system that will either save his friends or burn reality to the ground. The Burden of the 999: Mason Pryce isn't your typical hero. He is a weakling a physics student at London Met with a spine like fragile glass and a heart that skips beats when he climbs the stairs. But inside that pathetic frame lies the mind of a man who has lived, fought, and died for 1,000 years. He is the only one who remembers the "Entropy" the inevitable collapse of the universe in 2036. The Great Deception: In every previous loop, Mason followed the Firmament (the angelic system) or the New Order (the demonic game system). Both failed. Both led to ash. In this final loop, Mason is done being a pawn. Using illegal "BUG" open-source code from Lilith and forgotten Tesla frequency tech, he is building his own system: The Chrono-Tesla. The Squad and the Sacrifice: Mason’s goal is simple: protect his friends (Unit 13-D) from the coming end. But there’s a catch. To let them "Awaken" their true powers without the Gods noticing, Mason must take 100% of the system's physical strain. Every time his friends use a skill, Mason’s "fragile" body pays the price in blood and pain. The Hidden War: While dodging the bureaucratic audits of Firmament System and the addictive quests of New Order System, Mason must operate from a damp basement in Brixton. He is a master deceiver, acting like a clumsy student while secretly hacking the divine Ether. In the loop where the Gods expect a victim, they’ve accidentally created an System. And this time, He has his own created System, the Mason's System isn't building a temple he’s building a trap.
Archiwrote · 1k Views

Eternal Mastery: Slime Trapped in Time

Yet again, Earthlings were summoned. A dying Time God, already half-corrupted, descended upon Earth with nothing but a single, blinking eye. No body. No mercy. Before he could explain why the other world was collapsing—or what happened—he died. The chosen were cursed. Each Earthling aged from 12 to 60 was reincarnated into another world. Each was trapped in an isolated time loop. Each was abandoned without answers. Ganesh chose to reincarnate as the weakest race imaginable: a slime. Not for survival—but because the system offered him a trait, very powerful: Eternal Mastery [Mythic]. With every death, his body reset. With every loop, his masteries, learned techniques, and pain carried over. He awakened in a slime farm, where slimes were bred like cattle, harvested for food, and burned alive for amusement. He learned quickly. He died quickly. Again. And again. And again. Across loops, Ganesh experimented with his own existence— Fire Slime {Uncommon}. Water Slime {Uncommon}. Acid Slime {Uncommon}. Elemental Slime {Rare+}. Spirit Slime {Legendary}. Dragon Slime {Mythic}. Even Primordial Slime {Divine}. But strength revealed truth. Humans had erased their own history using sealed artifacts. Demons were branded as betrayers. Gods fought unholy beings elsewhere—leaving their failures behind. Beneath ruined cities and sealed fortresses, eldritch creatures waited— Rituals granted power along with a curse. Artifacts erased wills. Faith was devoured before it could bloom. And the deeper Ganesh went, the clearer it became: The world had lost hope and was corrupted with Eldritch. Even the sun and moon were taken over by Eldritch. Now, as gods fall, timelines fracture, and ancient wars resurface, Ganesh must decide— Will he save the world Or will he follow the same path… and become something unholy himself? Dark Fantasy • Time Loop • Eldritch Horror • Progression Fantasy Daily Updates A dark progression fantasy with time loops and psychological erosion (for readers who enjoyed the despair and repetition of Re:Zero). No one 17 and under admitted is due to gore and dark... And an important note, something happens near the end of Arc 3, this is for those who feel limitless loops have no tension....because he can still loop—but every reset tears his soul apart. The truth behind this wound is revealed near the end of Arc Three. {Read it to find out}
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Guide To Train My Beast Husbands

“Let me lick it clean,” said Xie Daiyu as he looked at Ruan Chanchan’s wound. Hearing his suggestion, Ruan Chanchan paused and looked at the mer in shock. She pursed her lips and said to him, “You are kidding me. Aren’t you?” “Why do you think I am joking?” The mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan gritted her teeth and said, “Because the wound is not somewhere you can just lick me.” “What's the matter?” Xie Daiyu asked with an innocent expression, even though his lips were about to curl in a smirk. “You are a beast woman, and I am a beast mer… this is nothing.” He pushed Ruan Chanchan down on the ground, his fingers skimming against her inner thigh. “It will be over in a matter of seconds.” Like hell it did! She ended up becoming the mother of his child. ** “This is not how you are supposed to do it.” With a frown, Rong Xian stared at her. The mer was usually silent, but today he was unusually chatty. Ruan Chanchan rolled her eyes while peering out of a boulder. She was staring at the sea while trying to look for the prince of the Basilosauruses. Her eyes kept flickering as she said to the mer behind her, “I need to talk with the prince, no matter what.” “Oh, and what do you want to talk to him about?” “Just about the salt trade.” “And what are you going to offer him in return?” the mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan frowned at his question. She turned to look at him before saying, “What can I offer? At most, we can discuss some kind of cooperation.” Rong Xian licked his lips as he moved forward. He caught hold of the woman and turned her around as he pressed her against the boulder. “I don’t know about cooperation, but we can discuss copulation. What do you say, Miss Ruan? Do you want this prince to give you a litter of little basilosauruses?” ** “You need to put more strength into it,” said Liang Feng. His brows were furrowed as he looked at the weak woman who was trying to pull the fang out of her arm. Ruan Chanchan frowned and scowled at the mer. She said to him, “Do you think that it's so easy?! Why don’t you do it if you think that it's that easy?” The mer sighed and crouched down. He reached out and caught Ruan Chanchan’s arm in his hands and, without waiting for the woman to say anything else, he pulled the fang out of her arm. “AHHH—urk!” Ruan Chanchan’s scream came to a sudden halt when the mer fed her a piece of flame fruit, which was sweet and delicious. “Feeling alright?” Liang Feng asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan nodded, and the mer smiled. “Good girl.” ** Kaboom! “You have to be kidding me!” That's how Ruan Chanchan felt after landing in a prehistoric world where not only did a gender other than men and women exist, but on top of that, these people could turn into beastmen! The second she arrived, Ruan Chanchan was almost squashed to death — but somehow she managed to escape. Don’t ask her how she did it; Ruan Chanchan still had some ptsd due to that incident. But if that was not bad enough, the world where she landed was also about to end. Great. Let the world know that Ruan Chanchan had offended some great immortal somewhere. Now, if she wanted to survive, then not only did she have to teach these beastmen how to farm, cook and clean themselves—You don’t want to get her started on how dirty these beastmen could be without knowing how to clean their hands and shower every day. And raw meat—yuck. Easy? Not! Not only did she transmigrate into the body of a fool, but she also ended up becoming the only beast woman who had no beast form. With a broken beast nucleus, Ruan Chanchan couldn’t find a single person who would willingly trust her. Fortunately, she had a supermarket system with her. Watch her use cotton balls and antiseptic ointments to stop the minor bleeding of the beastmen and use common antiparasitic medications to save a dying beast cub.
fairytail72 · 1m Views