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The Dragon Above Heavens: Rise of Qin Empire

In a world where empires rise and fall by steel, strategy, and the unseen currents of Qi… destiny is not given—it is seized. Ying Long Zai Tian awakens in a body marked for death, heir to the ancient Great Qin bloodline and target of a silent conspiracy within his own clan. But death is only the beginning. Armed with the memories of another life and the knowledge of a world yet to unfold, he does not flee his fate… he rewrites it. With ruthless precision, he eliminates betrayal before it takes root. With unshakable will, he claims what others fear to touch. And as the mysterious Heaven Awaken System descends upon the world, turning nations into players in a ruthless game of conquest, Zhenlong steps forward—not as a survivor… …but as a ruler. In the forbidden lands of the Nine Dragons Basin, where ancient forces converge and legends are buried beneath blood and stone, he establishes the foundation of a new empire—Great Tang. By his side stand monsters in human form: a general who thrives in slaughter, and a minister who bends order itself into an unbreakable machine. War will come. Kings will rise. Empires will clash. Yet while others struggle to survive, one man builds, conquers, and dominates—turning land into territory, people into power, and chaos into absolute control. They will call him many things… conqueror, tyrant, emperor. But when his name is finally spoken in full… the world will tremble. The Dragon Above Heavens … the one known as— Ying Long Zai Tian.
High_Prince · 13.8k Views

Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World

« MATURE CONTENT » I was supposed to check my stats. Instead, I checked my sins. One scroll through the system notifications and I realized I’d made the dumbest, hottest, most catastrophic mistake in cultivation history: [Heir Conception Confirmed: All three blessed wives have been Impregnanted.] [Gestation: 3 months. Offspring inherit 50% divine bloodline + maternal elemental affinities.] [Legacy Skill Unlocked: Imperial Seed – Children born at Core Formation minimum. Twins/Triplets chance +70%.] Translation? I bred the maid who poisoned me, the archer who swore she’d never kneel, and the ice queen who hadn’t even been kissed… in one night. Now they’re all carrying little demigods—and Heaven just flagged me as Calamity Incarnate. I wanted a quiet moment to breathe. Heaven handed me a countdown. 3… 2… 1… The sky split like a bad promise. Tribulation clouds boiled over the horizon, rings within rings, and every ring had my name carved into it. Lightning didn’t just flash—it wrote scripture across the firmament, every stroke a sentence: Zhao Tianlong, Calamity Incarnate. And behind me, three heartbeats answered in perfect sync. "Husband, stand back; you should save your energy to fight us in bed..." I glanced at the notifications again, just to suffer. [Heaven’s Will: Surveillance Active. Concealment: Impossible.] [Designation: Catastrophe-Grade Variable. Tribulation: Immediate.] [Bonus Condition Detected: Three Heroines Pregnant. Difficulty Multiplier: x10.] [Note: Heaven disapproves of speedrunning destiny via breeding.] "H-husband, why is the sky thundering..." "The clouds seem to be darkening with concentrated Qi." "It's like it is spreading across the land to take you on, Tianlong." I almost laughed. Almost. My naive wives, they can’t see how the clouds look beautiful, like a beautiful woman. "Hah… I make fountains out of heavenly beauties with my thing," I spat, a chuckle forming while getting disgusted, cute, lovely glares from my heavenly wives. "So if even Heaven itself dares to spread her legs at me, all she’ll do is scream louder," I said, lifting my middle finger towards the sky with a grin that almost ruined my hot husband image in front of my wives. "Tch, perverted bastard... I will just fight." "Ahem, yes, standing beside him might corrupt me." "H-husband... I-I will go fight too... you are embarrassing me..." They stepped beside me—left, right, and one half a pace ahead. Unaware that their sway of hips and jiggles of melons were too distracting. "...." I could only look at three of my beauties, thinking how they are different than last night, but again it appears I might have to corrupt them more. "So, shall we begin the journey of Dual Cultivation?" No NTR, No Yuri
Idiocrat · 1.1m Views

A Roofer Who Rebuilds the World - A Celestial Blueprint of Ragnarok

The world is collapsing. The gods are reincarnating. And the only man trying to hold everything together… is a roofer. Shane Albright was just a blue-collar contractor trying to keep his crew sober and his construction business alive. He understood the weight of a bundle of shingles and the cost of a bad step on a steep roof. He did not expect to become the structural support of the universe. Everything changes when Shane receives the Celestial Proxy System. What begins as a strange HUD helping him run job sites quickly evolves into something far larger. As the system grows, Shane discovers the world is being quietly dismantled by Apex Negativa, a hidden architect of entropy feeding on division, addiction, and chaos. The System wasn’t built to make Shane powerful. It was built to make him responsible. But Shane isn’t just a contractor with a cosmic cheat code. He is the Scion of the Triple Anchor—born from the essence of the Norn of the Present, the God of Justice, and the God of Silence. As civilization collapses and ancient gods awaken in mortal bodies, Shane begins rebuilding something stronger than governments—communities. Because fate has already decided how this story ends. Ragnarok must happen. And when the world burns, someone will have to rebuild what comes after. Shane Albright just wants to make sure the roof of the world doesn’t leak. ⸻ Gods fight the war. Shane rebuilds the world afterward.
Metaloligist_777 · 116.4k Views

Global Lords: Building the Strongest Civilization with SSS Rank Talent

"I am the rot in your foundation. I will crawl back from hell and bury this world." Those were Red’s final words as his classmates watched him dissolve. They stole his life force to fuel their own ascensions, becoming Paladins, Sages, and Kings. They threw his empty husk into the Abyss, satisfied the 'Terrorist's Son' was finally gone. But death was not the end. While his body lay broken in the abyss, his soul drifted to the sanctuary of a Forgotten God. Awakening the forbidden SSS-Rank Talent [Exponential Divinity - 100x Growth], Red realizes that in this world, he doesn't need heroes, he needs monsters. From the chitin of hyper-evolved insects to dragons, from eldritch horrors to the nightmares sleeping in the dark, he begins to construct a civilization that defies the natural order. Under his hand, the weak do not just survive, they evolve into calamities. The Heroes are leveling up in their golden towers. The Gods are watching from their thrones. But in the shadows, Red’s Strongest Civilization is already preparing for war. [Betrayed and sacrificed, I awakened an SSS-Rank Talent. While others struggle to build a village, my civilization grows 100x faster.] Tags- #Kingdom Building #Civilization #Lit-RPG #Wars #Beast Taming #Game #Simulation #Overpowered #Gobal Lords #Level up #Weak to Strong #Revenge #Evolution === Join the discord server for maps, and character illustrations! Link- https://discord.gg/qdyayS8ewQ
NoWoRRyMaN · 763.7k Views

Game of Thrones: Joffrey the Ruthless Emperor

Joffrey Baratheon was supposed to be the monster who lost everything. Instead, he woke up with memories of a future where dragons burn the sky, White Walkers march south, and his own head ends up on a spike. Now armed with the [Heaven’s Will Role-Playing System], he doesn’t run from his villainous destiny—he weaponizes it. By perfectly acting out ever-shifting roles (Eccentric Ruthless Overlord, Hot-Headed Iron-Willed General, Concerned Military Advisor), he earns god-tier skills: unbreakable poison immunity, long-range “Stargaze” spying, and more. While the realm still sees a golden-haired princeling, Joffrey is already three moves ahead—poisoning plots before they hatch, forging royal records, spreading rumors that topple schemers like Littlefinger, blocking Tywin Lannister’s return, and dragging Ned Stark south early to use him as a human shield. He gifts Robb a wolf-headed sword, charms Sansa with songs and berries, drags Bran through every secret passage in Winterfell, and even shares wine with Mance Rayder without blinking. All while the Hound grumbles, Tyrion laughs, Cersei schemes, and a very angry Three-Eyed Crow whispers through the heart tree: “Kid. Don’t steal my people.” In the deadliest game of thrones Westeros has ever seen, the boy who was born to lose has decided the only way to win… is to become the emperor heaven itself chose. And the realm is about to find out exactly how dangerous a competent Joffrey can be.
Cokelat_Manis · 189.4k Views

Game of Thrones: Starborn Conqueror

When a space capsule from another world slams into the Haunted Forest like a blazing meteor, it doesn’t just kill the last greenseer — it births a dragon and a legend. Lynn Morningstar wakes north of the Wall with nothing but a high-tech spacesuit, a newborn blood-red dragon he names Weeping Blood, and the Valyrian steel sword Dark Sister. Armed with modern knowledge, skinchanger gifts from the dying Three-Eyed Crow, and zero interest in medieval politics, he only wants to survive the Long Night. Instead, he becomes the catalyst that changes everything. By slaying a White Walker in a single strike and saving a band of Thenn warriors, Lynn earns the awe of the Free Folk. They call him Son of the Stars, White Walker Slayer, Dragon Tamer. Mance Rayder, King-Beyond-the-Wall, sees a rival… then a solution. Tormund Giantsbane wants to test him. Kuna Umber, a stolen Northern noble turned wildling craftswoman, sees the chance to save her bloodline and the entire North. While the War of the Five Kings tears the south apart, Lynn unites the fractious Free Folk not through fear or kneeling, but through fairness, discipline, and the promise of a future beyond ice and starvation. With his dragon growing stronger and the Others closing in, he must choose: help Mance storm the Wall and risk turning the North into a graveyard… or become the new King-Beyond-the-Wall himself and rewrite the fate of Westeros from the frozen edge of the world. No throne. No kneeling. Just fire, steel, and a man from the stars who refuses to let the Long Night win. The conquest of Westeros doesn’t begin in King’s Landing — it begins at the Wall. And the dragon has already hatched.
Cokelat_Manis · 125.5k Views