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Yu-Gi-Oh!: The Dragon King

So... after dying, I was expecting the usual. White light, reincarnation, maybe a reincarnated checklist. Instead, I got Yu-Gi-Oh. Cool, right? I thought I’d end up in the human world, duel a bit, maybe avoid eye contact with Yugi and Co. so I don’t get sucked into saving the world. Yeah—fate looked at that plan and said: “Nah.” I woke up in the Monster World. You know, where the actual Blue-Eyes, Dark Magician, and way-too-many dragon waifus live? That place. And surprise! Apparently, I am one of them. They call me Albion, the White Dragon King. I’ve got a throne, wings, and a fan club that breathes fire. Also, a human form for when I feel like slumming it with mortals. In the human world, I go by Thomas. I duel with two decks: one based on my own lore (very meta), and one full of adorable, overly affectionate dragon maids. Yes, those DragonMaids. Yes, people stare. Yes, some think I’m a perv. And yes, they have no idea they just insulted an entire race of proud, dangerous magical women who live in another dimension and regularly fight wars. There are seven great Nations in the Monster World, each built around powerful decks and factions. Mine… isn’t taken seriously. Apparently, being a dragon monarchy with an army of maids and a slightly chaotic reputation doesn’t scream “superpower.” Yet. Meanwhile, back in the human world, people are starting to notice something’s off. Yugi’s been giving me suspicious looks. The Pharaoh’s spirit is whispering warnings. And I'm trying really hard not to accidentally reveal that my human body is basically a magical avatar I summon like I’m logging into an MMO. But hey, at least I’ve got my DragonMaids. They call me “Your Majesty,” bring me tea, and cuddle me on my throne. What could go wrong? …Oh right. Everything. Because when you’re the King of Dragons, and your card belongs to a certain main character’s deck… Staying out of the plot is no longer an option. ------ MC: Thomas/Albion Ship: Thomas/Albion X Harem Race: Dragon Deck: DragonMaid and Albaz
Raven_King_Raven · 271.6k Views

Return Of The Lightning God

In a world of magic and cultivation, Han Jin is a master of physics. After dying in a high-voltage accident on Earth, cynical electrical engineer Han Jin transmigrates into the body of Ling Jin—a "trash" noble with shattered spirit veins in a world where lightning is feared as a divine curse. Shorthanded and broken, his only ally is Tai-Zhu, the grumpy, reincarnated soul of the fallen Lightning God living inside his mind as a System. While others spend lifetimes meditating on "spirit flow," Jin uses his knowledge of circuits, grounding, and electromagnetism to hack the laws of cultivation. Using silver solder to repair his shattered veins and engineering logic to weaponize the heavens, he begins a "heretical" rise to power. The Great Clans call it divine wrath. Jin just calls it a closed loop. "Magic is just science without a circuit. I’m here to build one" —Han Jin ___ The smell of ozone was the first thing Jin noticed. It was a sharp, metallic scent that reminded him of his final moments in the Seattle rain, reaching for a conductor that had no business being live. Then came the pain. It wasn't a dull ache; it was as if someone were threading white-hot copper wire through his veins. Jin opened his eyes and immediately wished he hadn't. Above him, the sky wasn't blue. It was a bruised purple, swirling with clouds that looked like angry ink blots. "Great," he croaked, his voice sounding like sandpaper on gravel. "I'm in hell. And hell has a terrible weather forecast." "It is not hell, you arrogant biped," a voice boomed—not in his ears, but directly against the inside of his skull. "It is the Azure Peak. And you are currently ruining my favorite crater." Jin scrambled backward, his limbs feeling heavy and uncoordinated. He wasn't wearing his reflective work vest anymore. Instead, he was clad in charred, silk robes. His hands were smaller, the callouses of a forty-year-old engineer replaced by the soft skin of a teenager. Boom. A bolt of violet lightning streaked from the heavens, striking a tree mere inches from his feet. The wood didn't just catch fire; it vaporized. "Okay," Jin said, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. "Hallucination. High-voltage induced psychosis. Just close your eyes and wait for the paramedics." [System Initialization: 1%] [Scanning Soul Compatibility... Warning: User sarcasm levels exceed recommended parameters.] [Linking to the 'Will of the Storm'...] "Listen closely, boy," the voice returned, now tinged with a weary impatience. "I am Tai-Zhu. Or I was. Now, I am the only thing keeping your heart from exploding. You have been chosen by the lightning—mostly because you were the only one nearby with a basic understanding of circuits. Don't make me regret this." Jin looked at his palms. Tiny arcs of blue electricity danced between his fingers. He felt a strange, magnetic pull toward the clouds above. For the first time in two lives, he didn't just feel the power—he understood the flow. "A system?" Jin muttered, a slow, dangerous grin spreading across his face. "Fine. But if I'm doing this, we're doing it my way. No more 'Heaven's Will' garbage. We're grounding this operation."
MeemzyX · 2.6k Views

Building World Peace with My Bloodthirsty Demon Army

Welcome to planet Talvaris, your generic isekai world filled with magic, dragons, and voluptuous female elves who look like they escaped from an illustrators search history. Everything here is as beautiful as the goddess Celes envision it, if you just ignore the slavery and racism on the corner. Unfortunately, maintaining this picturesque fantasy realm costs divine power. Luckily for the goddess, divine power can be charged by the Talvarians' prayer. And nothing beats the high-quality prayer of a Talvarian during the act of killing or being killed. That’s why the occasional demon invasions are needed, oh and the OP otherworlder hero is also needed to tone down the invasion. Nobody wants the sweet Talvarians to get wiped out, right? But this time the celestial HR department makes a mistake. Alex Solomon is not a teenager, not handsome, and definitely not a Japanese. He is just a regular pot belly millennials who spend most of his time looking at the screen every day, just like the one who reading this now. Totally doesn't meet the goddess's standards. Hence, the beautiful but angry goddess cursed Alex Solomon to become an orc and banish him to the Demon Kingdom with nothing but a ability to access Earth internet. Stuck among demons, Alex Solomon decide if the goddess wants him to be a monster, he’ll be the worst kind possible – a monster with ideas. Armed with memes, wikipedia articles, and misquoted great thinker, he and the demon army set out on a quest for revenge by doing the most disruptive thing that have been proven on earth: Building world peace, freedom, and democracy across Talvaris. One Tomahawk missile at a time. New Chapter every Tuesday & Friday For more chapters, you can check at RR (50+ chapters) For waaay more chapters, you can check and support my patreon (60+ chapters) at patreon.com/Bimbanana
Sonny_Laksamana · 44k Views

Princess’s Struggle for Survival

Imagine waking up as the villain in your sister's cheesy fantasy novel. Yeah, not ideal, especially when that villain is destined for hatred, and a grim end in some forgotten dungeon. That's Astrid's new reality. Her old life? Gone. Her new mission? Survive. And step one means throwing the original script out the window. But changing fate is way harder than it sounds. In a desperate move, Astrid makes the story's heroine, Lyra, her personal maid. Clever, right? Except teaching Lyra magic and treating her like, well, a person, backfires spectacularly. Lyra's gratitude twists into something intense, dark, and possessive. And she's not the only one. Astrid tries mending fences with her powerful aunt, only to find herself smothered by a love that feels dangerously close to madness. Even her ambitious half-sister, originally her rival, gets weirdly attached after Astrid shows her a bit of warmth and helps her gain power using some modern-world smarts. Astrid thought she was being clever, building alliances, creating intelligence networks, rewriting roles. She is changing the story, but it's warping everyone around her. Their loyalty? It's becoming obsession. Their affection? A dangerous fixation. Now, Astrid isn't just fighting the plot. She's drowning in a mess of her own making – caught between people who crave her, tangled in lies and affections twisted way out of shape. Everyone wants her, and sharing isn't remotely on their agenda.
_Astra_20 · 1m Views

Demon God Emperor: Reincarnated Beyond the System

Two thousand years ago, a phenomenon shook the Earth Realm. Nearly half of humanity experienced a mass awakening, and a mysterious structure called the Celestial Convergence appeared in the sky. At the same time, foreign races migrated to the Earth Realm. During the Celestial Convergence, hundreds of Heaven's Sky Tower gates dropped into regions infested with Demonic Beasts. From then on, the tower became a source of power, wealth, and status. A new world was born—one that worshiped resurrection. Vincent Caelthorn, a pure-blooded Daemon, lived in the Sun District of Aurora Country, a region where discrimination was the unspoken law. He was not accepted by humans. He was considered a blood traitor by his own kind. According to the official rules of this world, he had not yet awakened. However, Vincent had no need for an awakening system. Long before the Earth Realm knew power, he had ruled as the Demon Emperor of the Sun Realm. When the Sun Realm was destroyed, he did not migrate with the rest of his race. Instead, he was reincarnated in the Earth Realm, growing up among humans as a pure-blooded Daemon in isolation. He was the first to realize the truth. The Celestial Convergence was not a gift. It was a tool. A tool to erase memories. To seal away power. It was a tool to reshape the Daemon race into pawns in the eternal conflict between humans and Daemons. Alone in a strange world, Vincent must rebuild everything from scratch. In a world that worships resurrection, he is an anomaly that transcends the system. In a world that oppresses his race, he is a threat they have yet to realize. Beneath the conflict between the two races, a shadow plays between them. With his power slowly recovering—even surpassing his former peak—and the strategy of an emperor, Vincent seeks more than just survival. This world has reshaped his race. Now, he will reshape it in his own name.
Ayazia27 · 22 Views

Sigil of Ash

The man who died in an alley woke up in a world of beasts, dragons and living ink—with a new name, a new family, and not a single memory of the life he left behind. By the time Antony Keaney turns ten, the old world is gone. No echoes of the knife. No face to put to the name "Leo" that sometimes rises in his throat like grief he can't explain. He is just a poor boy now, son of a laborer with a faded Draft-Horse Beast Bond and grey Rune and a mother whose Fire-Newt barely lights their hearth. Antony Keaney has never bonded a beast. He's never felt a Rune burn into his skin or heard the heartbeat inside an egg. He's just a ten-year-old boy from a poor family, about to stand in the Dredge Basin and pick whatever broken egg the nobles have left behind. He expects nothing. Maybe a Fire-Newt. Maybe nothing at all. What he gets is a Coal Lizard... A creature no one has ever seen before. A fire-newt with no fire. Cold to the touch. Grey as ash. The lowest of the low. The other children laugh. The Overseer calls it defective. His mother cries. But one person isn't laughing. Professor Venn is watching from the shadows. A researcher from the most prestigious academy in the region. He has spent twenty years studying Runes, cataloguing beasts, writing papers on things that have never been seen before. He has never seen a Coal Lizard, no one has. He doesn't want to help Antony. He wants to study him. Cut open his Rune on paper. Document the failure for science. And if the boy has to sit in a classroom with forty-two noble children who bully, mock and despise him? if he has to spend every day surrounded by dragons while his own beast can't produce a single spark? Then, oh well. That's a small price for knowledge. Antony doesn't know why his lizard sometimes feels warm when no one is watching. He doesn't know why his Rune itches late at night, like it wants to move. He doesn't know why Professor Venn's eyes follow him with something that looks almost like hunger. He only knows he's about to enter a school where everyone sees him as a walking failure to be examined. And somewhere, buried in ash, something is starting to remember how to burn...
SSCunningham · 5.8k Views

Summoner Online: I Became the Tutorial Boss with a 999+ Villainess

Summoner Guild Online was supposed to be the launch of the century. For millions of players, it was the ultimate escape. A world of endless adventure, legendary loot, and guild wars that would make history. But for Kai Grimer, it became a death trap. He doesn't spawn in the starting village like the others. Instead, he wakes up in the suffocating darkness of the Tutorial Dungeon—not as a player, but as the final boss. An NPC designed to be slaughtered by wave after wave of newbies farming their first XP. The logout button doesn't work. The system won't respond. And if he dies here, there's no respawn. Desperate and hunted, Kai activates his only skill, [Grand Summon]. It's a gamble: sacrifice XP to pull a random servant from across dimensions. He's hoping for something useful. A knight. Maybe a mage. Even a halfway-decent slime would do. What he gets instead is Lyra, the Abyssal Empress. [Rating: 9999 Class: World-Ending Calamity Danger Level: Apocalypse-Tier.] She's devastatingly beautiful. Unimaginably powerful. And completely, utterly insane. She despises humanity, mocks the system, and has enough power to crack continents in half. But thanks to the summoning contract, she has one unbreakable rule: absolute obedience to Kai. And somehow, that obedience has twisted into something far more dangerous—obsession. But Kai isn't running anymore. With each wave of players he defeats, he earns XP. With each summon he pulls, his army grows. Knights. Demons. Spirits. Beasts. And perhaps... more dangerous beauties who don't appreciate Lyra's self-proclaimed monopoly on their Master's attention. [You have defeated 47 Players] [New Summon Available] Trapped between overpowered summons fighting for his favor, guilds hunting his legend, and a game system that's starting to break under his existence, Kai has one goal: He won't just survive Summoner Guild Online. He'll conquer it. And if a few world-ending beauties want to fight over him along the way? Well, that's just part of being the strongest summoner.
Unknowntolife · 430k Views

Hell, Me, More

Fiction Chinese Historical Fantasy BL Hell, Me, More Yang Yanqing, eighteen years old, is a small, absent-minded student clumsy, forgetful, and always a step behind. Surrounded by bullies and whispered laughter, he has long convinced himself that no one truly cares for him. Gu Mingyue, also eighteen, is in his final year at the martial cultivation academy. Once promised as Yanqing’s betrothed, he now stands at a distance cold, disciplined, and unreadable. Ruyi Hong, eighteen as well, has never gotten along with Gu Mingyue and takes particular pleasure in teasing Yanqing whenever the opportunity arises. The three of them share a secret older than memory. A thousand years ago, they were descendants of an emperor. During an era of chaos, their bloodlines were forced to change surnames and scatter, eventually falling under the protection and quiet control of the Yun clan, who rose to rule the realm in their stead. Peace, however, is nothing more than a current swirling beneath a still ocean. As graduation approaches, the disciples are assigned their final trial: to seek out the Rootless Tree hidden within the ancient ancestral tomb. But before the journey even begins, Yanqing encounters someone strange someone unlike anyone he has ever met who begins shadowing him at every turn. And with that encounter, the fragile calm of the realm begins to fracture. Warning: This is a Chinese ancient fantasy BL (Boys’ Love) novel created purely from the author’s imagination. All characters, events, and locations are fictional. The language and expressions are intentionally stylized and are not historically accurate. This story does not reference real history. Reader discretion is advised.
Hell_spawned_ · 6k Views