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Cosmic Rage

All Kelly Drexler ever wanted was to spend her time listening to music and, maybe for once, try to live like a normal teenager. Earth had just been through the Third Nuclear War, a war that left her helplessly watching her brother burn in flames, while her friends were either dead or, like her, surviving with lifelong scars. However, when the long war ended and she thought she could finally rest and live a life away from bloodshed, she met the strangest young man. He had eyes that seemed to glow crimson in the darkness, hair that shone like liquid silver, and a face so abnormally gorgeous that there was no way he could possibly be human. He kidnapped her from Earth, thrusting her into a new world known as Zathron— And suddenly she was fighting monsters the size of trucks and battling foes that could spit flames, whose punches could destroy mountains. It was the Third World War all over again. “Dammit, I can’t catch a damn break!” In this new world, there existed cultivators known as Stellaris, able to split the sky with a draw of their sword and destroy mountains with a single punch. But that wasn’t all. The truly scary Stellaris were able to manifest bloodlines, exerting control over the elements. Scions of well known lineages had purer bloodlines, becoming the embodiment of eldritch horrors to their enemies. And how does she know? Because she has made those kind of guys her enemies! “Fuck!” But her uno reverse card arrived when she least expected. [You have awakened the Bloodline: Origin] [You can copy bloodlines by resonating at their frequency.] [You have gained the Bloodline: Void Emperor] [Eternal Frost acquired.] [You have gained…] And it gets even better. [Condition Met] [Eternal Frost has leveled up!] Bloodline purity? Fuck that. She would just level it up!
Exile0001 · 86.1k Views

Chakravartin - From a Clerk's Son to Emperor of India

In 2025, Eshaan Vikram Shresth is an archaeology professor at the New Nalanda University - brilliant, overlooked, and quietly consumed by a love of civilizations that died before the world could appreciate them. When he follows a hidden alignment in the ruins of the original Nalanda into a subterranean sanctum, he stumbles upon a secret the world has kept for over two millennia. The Nine Unknown Men, the legendary society founded by Emperor Ashoka the Great after the Kalinga War, are real. They have kept their vigil across centuries, guarding nine books of knowledge so dangerous that no single era could be trusted with them. And one of those books - the Ninth, has been waiting. For him. The Quill of Sociogenesis, dark and iridescent and impossibly alive, does not ask Eshaan's permission. It chose him. And next thing Eshaan knew, he is ten years old, frail, suffering from a disease and lying in a clerk's house in Pataliputra and the year is 1178 CE. He carries two things into this new life: the accumulated knowledge of a modern historian who has spent his career studying exactly what went wrong with India, and the mark of a cosmic mandate written in his own flesh. He knows the invasions coming. He knows the betrayals, the fractures, the missed chances. He has read every book, studied every empire that rose and fell in this soil. Now he will build the one that doesn't. Disclaimer - This Novel series is an Isekai medieval India historical fiction. I don't wish to hurt anyone's feelings and would like to trace an alternative history for Indian Subcontinent, exploring the possibilities if the events unfolded in a different way. Support me with UPI - nerdastrologer@ptyes Connect with me at - Discord: nerdastrologer Email: [email protected]
NerdAstrologer · 78.3k Views

Zombie Apocalypse: I Have Safe Zone Superpower

The beginning of the apocalypse brought chaos and disaster to humanity. It tore away the mask of society and revealed the cruelty hiding beneath. Ivy Ravencroft experienced it all firsthand. Her family was unfair and cruel, and they abused her so badly that she went blind. Her lover died trying to protect her, and she spent the next five years struggling to survive, until she finally died in the apocalypse. But then, Ivy woke up again, reborn in the first year of the apocalypse. At first, she felt hopeless. If only she had returned to a time before the apocalypse, she could have gathered food, weapons, and supplies to survive better. Still, she was grateful for one thing: she had kept her special ability, the power to create safe zones. This time, Ivy made a promise. She would protect her lover, find her real family, and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. .................................. "Huh? Why is there a bento box lying here?" Ivy asked, confused. "What bento? Are you trying to trick me again?" Silas asked, sadness in his eyes. "This one!" Ivy said, holding up the packaged meal and waving it at him. "What the... where did that come from?" Silas stared at it in shock. Ivy’s eyes widened. She realized something, only she could see these items, and when she picked them up, they became real. "Can… I buy it from you?" Silas asked, unsure. "Of course. But I won't give it to you for free." Ivy smiled like a fox. Silas closed his eyes; he was ready for her to demand something sky-high and said, "Okay. Tell me how many gold bars you want." Ivy smiled and teased, "I don't want gold bars; they are way too cheap. I want one kiss." Silas: Blushing hard. His subordinates: "..." This wave of dog food was too unexpected! ....................................................... With the supplies, picking a superpower and a safe zone superpower, Ivy built her own residential area. She gained Kindness Energy and multiplied supplies with the help of Temporal Storage. While other bases struggled to make a simple house, she used her golden finger to make luxurious buildings and rent them out, becoming the big shot in the apocalypse.
LittleRabbit1111 · 1.6m Views

Apocalypse Villainess Transmigrates Into The Beastworld With Debt

Getting shoved into a horde of zombies by a group of spineless survivors was not how Hana expected to die. Then again, neither was dying as the most notorious villainess among them—the kind who used people without hesitation and discarded them just as easily. An unflashy, pathetic end. She deserved it… didn’t she? But the universe wasn’t done with her yet. Hana wakes up in a completely different world with a system notification she can’t ignore: Karma Points: -1,250,000 To survive past one month, she must bring it back to zero. No shortcuts. No cheats. No killing. Just… being a ‘good’ person. “…You’ve got to be kidding me.” As if that wasn’t bad enough, during her quests, she keeps picking up strays—dangerous, powerful, clingy strays. “Hana, you need to pay attention to me today.” The dragon beastman murmured, crowding into her space. “No way, Hana promised to cuddle me,” the nine-tailed fox added sweetly, offering her a flower. “No way! Hana said she would fly with me,” the falcon beastman cut in, wings twitching. “You’re all overthinking it.” The snow leopard beastman scoffed, tail flicking lazily. “Hana already made plans with me.” Hana this, Hana that, Hana blah, blah and blah! Hana pinched the bridge of her nose, exasperated. Saving her karma might be possible. But surviving them? That might be the real challenge. And the system was definitely not helping.
Author_fredah · 325k Views

Orc lord: Reincarnated as a blood/gravity mage

At sixteen, Augir survives the Hunt—a brutal orc rite where children are forced to kill one another to awaken their right to rule. Marked by the Plane of Akashi, he is cast into a hostile world that rewards nothing but grit, understanding, and blood. Unlike most orcs, Augir is not a natural warrior. Worse, he carries the mind of a man from the twenty-first century, burdened with modern morality, physics, and a sense of self wholly out of place in a realm that devours the weak. Akashi is not kind. It does not teach. It does not warn. Power is granted only after it is understood, and understanding is bought through suffering. With no mentors and no guides, Augir must decipher his own affinities—gravity and blood—while learning how to survive as a Tier 0 lord whose territory reflects his own fragility. Every mistake weakens the land. Every step forward reshapes it. His first tenants arrive through the Way Gate: Elara, a human water mage haunted by a half-remembered death; Krava and Morkal, hardened orcs bound by loyalty but not trust; later, assassins, craftsmen, cooks, and outcasts pulled from broken lives across worlds. Together they face starving days, shattered weapons, predatory monsters, and the silent pressure of Akashi itself—a plane that thrives on conflict and watches closely for failure. As Augir builds his territory from caves and forests, he must also build himself: forging spells from first principles, conditioning his body through brute discipline, and shaping blood-fueled abilities that blur the line between survival and savagery. Each victory costs him something—strength, certainty, or innocence. Beyond his borders, other lords rise. But Akashi favors no one. In a world where territory mirrors the soul, where loyalty is enforced by cosmic law, and where even gods are reduced to rules and thresholds, Augir must decide what kind of lord he will become—one who endures, one who dominates, or one who breaks the plane’s expectations entirely. This is a story of brutal growth, uneasy loyalty, and the cost of understanding power in a world that demands it be earned in blood. 200 power stones=1 bonus chapter 50 golden ticket=1 bonus chapter luxury car( gift worth 1000 coin)=1 bonus chapter
Kayseea · 2.3k 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 · 1.1m Views