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The side-Character's Gambit

Rias wakes up in pain—only to realize he is no longer in his own world. He has transmigrated into The Ascension of the Third Born, the very novel he once wrote. Worse, he is not the hero, the villain, or even a rival worthy of attention. He is Rias von Leonhart: the duke’s illegitimate son, a fragile noble with low mana, no talent, and a fate so insignificant that his death barely earned a paragraph in the original story. Surrounded by prodigies within the fearsome Leonhart family, Rias is the weakest piece on the board. His siblings are monsters of sword and magic, his father is a legendary duke, and noble society has already decided his worth—or lack of it. In a world where strength defines survival, Rias possesses none of it. Except knowledge. He knows the future. He knows the wars, the betrayals, and the rise of the empire’s third prince—the true protagonist whose ascent will crush countless lives along the way. Rias also knows one crucial truth: chasing power head-on will only get him erased by the story itself. So he chooses a different path. Abandoning reckless ambition, Rias resolves to survive through foresight, restraint, and positioning. He will become useful without becoming threatening, present without standing in the spotlight. As the academy draws near and the plot begins to move, Rias must navigate deadly politics, monstrous talents, and a narrative that was never meant to spare him. This is not the tale of a chosen hero. It is the story of a forgotten side-character who knows the script—and intends to outlive it. So tell me— Are you ready to step into the abyss with the weakest piece on the board? •Yep, there will be harem vibes in the story—but in the end, only one girl actually ends up with the male lead. So if you’re curious about who wins his heart, you’ll have to stick around and read all the way to the last Chapter.
Astral_Weaver · 30.1k Views

The ultimate mamluk

This is the story of one Georgian man called Davit Manvelashvili.He was born in the family of peasants in Kvemo Kartli region of Georgia.He was separated from his parents and brothers at the age of 5.This happened because he was kidnapped by thugs who traded with slaves.These thugs took him to the Ottoman capital-Istanbul,where he changed several masters and eventually ended up with the man called-Mustafa.He bestowed 11 year-old Davit to the governor of Iraq-Suleiman pasha the Great,who was Georgian.This governor named him Davut and send him to the islamic school-Madrassie.There he learned islamic law,Quran and oriental languages:Arabic,Ottoman Turkish and Persian.He learned all of these subjects very well and as a result,his master paid him special attention.Suleiman personally taught Davut horseriding,swordsmanship and archery.After finishing his studies Suleiman released Davut from slavery and made him free man.Davut became his official bodyguard.At the age of 27,Davut got married with Suleiman's daughter-Rabia.They had 3 sons and 1 daughter. In 1822,he officially became the governor of Iraq.He made Iraq flourish with irrigation channels and wells.He constructed libraries,mosques,silk factories,public bathhouses,hospitals and bridges.He also founded the very first publishing house in 1828-1829.Besides,he had extremely strong army that consisted of 100 thousand Georgian mamluk soldiers.This army was divided in 3 units among his 3 sons.In 1831,he attempted to make Iraq independent from Ottoman empire,but he failed and was captured by Ottoman forces with his family.The Ottoman sultan-Mahmud II exiled him in Bursa(City in Turkey).
Ana_Sopromadze · 2.1k Views

Surviving A Novel I Don't Remember: A Tutor's Guide To Staying Alive

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child barely spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son slowly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm conversations, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Empire started falling apart. A masked criminal began tearing through the capital, and Julian started waking up with missing memories and an unsettling sense of déjà vu. No wounds. No explanations. Just the feeling that something had happened—and that he was better off not remembering it. He had thought he was the one being hunted. But the higher the Duke's affection climbed, the more frequent the blackouts became, and the more a terrifying possibility took shape. He came here to survive the story. Now, he was starting to suspect the Duke wasn't protecting him from the plot at all… He was protecting the plot from him.
Byul_Byre · 60.4k Views