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[P.S No AI is used for this book!] In the year 2025, a sudden outbreak happened where humans are turning into monsters that would feast on another human. The word is zombie. They appeared in all major cities on the planet infecting millions by the day. Among them was Adrian, a college student who was about to go home after his class when suddenly zombies appeared out of nowhere. Of course like every human being who sensed danger, he ran and escaped. But minutes after he killed a zombie, an holographic interface appeared. [Modern Weapons Gacha activated!] [Would you like to try out your luck in a modern weapon gacha system?] Adrian tested it since there’s nothing to lose. [Congratulations! You have received an M4A1 and a 5x fully loaded magazine!] With that, he found out that he has a gacha where he could potentially receive handguns, shotguns, assault rifles, machine guns, bazooka! Even a tank or an attack helicopter! With his new power, he would use it to kill zombies and hostile survivors, and save the people who were dear to him. And just like that, Adrian suddenly has a weapon to fight in a new apocalyptic world.

After accidentally falling off a cliff, Faye Yardley finds herself transmigrated into a male-oriented sea survival novel she had read. Not wanting to become the cannon fodder character who shares her name, and determined to ensure her brother survives, she resolves to clear this sea survival game and leave the game world alive.

After a reckless mission ends in fire, Bruce Redford dies in the arms of his best friend. But death is not the end. Given a second chance by a small and strange god, Bruce is sent to another world with a heart of light and a mission far too big for him: help humanity survive what is coming. There is only one problem, in exchange for gaining the power of healing and life creation, he is reborn as a baby girl. Weak, helpless, and trapped in a brutal medieval world of lords, slaves, lost starships, ancient powers, and forgotten futures, Bruce must begin again from nothing. He was never smart, never graceful, and never the hero people expected. But he was kind. And this time, kindness may become the strongest power of all. --- #Reincarnation #Genderbend #Fantasy #Medieval #Healing #Underdog #Comedy #Tragedy #Action #SlowGrowth #FoundFamily

A man in his 30s is reincarnated as a 10-year-old prince in a small country in another world. Starting with almost no skills, he gradually builds his abilities through hard work and perseverance. The protagonist is averagely talented but his sexual relationships and encounters with women are very much cheat-like due to his knowledge. He can work through any woman pretty easily, in a sexy way. He faces plenty of hardship and suffering but through relentless efforts and countless sacrifices, he’ll slowly rise through all of them to pinnacle of existence!

[A mortal warmaster story about the Imperial Navy, with many female protagonists and a lot of hammering! ] Horatio never expected that he, a scum of the lower nest who was sentenced to death at the beginning, would become the first expedition warmaster from the Imperial Navy. He was awarded the command scepter of the Imperial Armed Forces by the Imperial Regent Guilliman with a smile. The Lion King Lion patted his shoulder and said, "Leave the battle line to you, I'm going to kill people." The Second Imperial Emperor *Bang! *Saint Lesto dreamed of taking care of his unlucky yellow-armored child. He was regarded as the favorite bedtime story by the God Emperor and the Four Gods. Well, it's over. Adjutant, sound the battle alarm! The Hell Vanguard immediately launched an orbital airborne strike! The Lord Guard launched a boarding attack on the rebel flagship! Today, only Abaddon and I can leave this void alive! All this started on the day at the end of the 41st millennium of the Dark Boundless...

Felix, a business elite, died in a car accident under a heavy truck, but his soul accidentally traveled to New York in 1860 and became a 19-year-old Irish youth with nothing. With only 100 dollars in his pocket, he built a canning factory from scratch using modern business thinking, expanding it to become a company. During the turbulent years of the Civil War, his assets soared thanks to precise planning. With the advent of the Gilded Age, he expanded into oil, steel, military industry, railroads, and even ventured into media, real estate, electrical technology, and the hotel industry. From a contemporary elite to a 19th-century pauper, how did he create a multi-faceted, top-tier family tycoon in America a century ago? This is a translation America 1860: Building a Financial Tycoon from Scratch 美利坚1860：从零开始当财阀

“From today onward, you are the Sect Master of Qingxiao Sect!” After leaving behind those words, the master abandoned Li Qingqiu and the junior brothers and sisters, descending the mountain alone in search of immortality. That very day, Li Qingqiu activated the Dao Lineage Inheritance. Through the Dao Lineage Interface, he could view his disciples’ loyalty, aptitude, and fate. Each time Qingxiao Sect advanced to a higher stage, he could even copy a disciple’s fate for himself. Starting from the martial world, he cultivated immortality amidst the mortal realm. The jianghu was teeming with outlaws—reckless, passionate, and driven by vengeance—while the court’s nobles desperately sought the path to immortality, trampling lives without remorse. In those turbulent years, Li Qingqiu led Qingxiao Sect step by step upward, rising above worldly dust. Across the heavens, countless immortal sects stood tall. Thousands of Daoist lineages competed for supremacy. Yet Qingxiao Sect, born from the mortal world, rose to become the Immortal Sect of Eternal Life in the hearts of all beings. In the cultivation world, everyone knew Li Qingqiu possessed a unique gift—the ability to recognize talent. He could always nurture generation after generation of peerless prodigies… ______________________________________________________________________ You can read advance chapters of this novel and other novels in my patreon patreon.com/NO_NAME1412

When Lucian Carter crosses into the Supreme Plane, he awakens the Infinite Amplification System—a divine mechanism capable of enhancing anything a hundredfold… or even infinitely more. His first step to godhood? Open his own Divine Realm and recruit believers to fuel his ascent. There’s just one problem—where is he supposed to find worshippers in a world of gods? That’s when an invitation appears. [Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group: New Member Joined] Suddenly, Lucian finds himself in a mysterious multiversal chat group with users from across infinite realities: A rum-soaked Pirate Lord looking for adventure. A flirty Sword Spirit with a sharp tongue (and a sharper blade). A fanatical Ninja Scientist obsessed with human experimentation. And even a warlord prince typing mid-battle. They come from different worlds, different rules, and different agendas—but all are now linked to a single, rising divinity. As Lucian’s name spreads across realms, his followers grow, and so too does his power. But not all gods welcome a new rival. The game has begun. Faith is currency. And Lucian intends to collect it all.

The System arrived without warning, on one of many lonely days Earth spent floating along the milky way. Then in a blinding flash, the world and its inhabitance were judged. Tom Murphy never asked to for his path, a fate that's discovered him. Thrown into a global qualification tournament broadcast across a seemingly infinite multiverse, he claws his way into Earth’s top ten finalists, only to be claimed by one of the most feared deities in existence. But being Chosen is not salvation. It is an unrepayable debt that grows with you. It is ownership. Returned to a fractured Earth being actively terraformed under System-imposed Tutorial conditions, Tom and his allies must build a faction from nothing but their own ambition, while monsters, rival elites, and divine politics close in from all sides. And when death becomes salvation, something else begins to surface. The multiverse is always watching. The gods are wagering, scheming, even meddling. And Tom is starting to remember things he was never meant to. If the System wants a new champion… It may yet again regret who it chose. Schedule: 1 Chapter Monday/Wednesday/Friday Author Note: This is a Progression LitRPG, and my very first novel. I'm rather ahead in chapters on other platforms, which are available on Patreon both for free & paid options. Any and all feedback is highly encouraged!

In the neon-flickering streets of New Orleans 453, Adam spends his days numb and aimless—trapped in a tiny apartment, numbing his mind with an obscure indie game, cold leftovers, and sleep. Life feels stuck, like a bad loop he can’t escape. Until one night… he does. He wakes up in a tower—not just any tower, but an impossible, living structure that stretches endlessly through the sky. having many portal, and each portal leads to a completely different world. Some are made of bones and shifting flesh, their walls crawling with eyes. Others are forged from gears, steam, and broken time. There are dreamlike gardens of light, glitching voids of darkness, and futuristic cities where nothing breathes. This tower is a relic of a desolate planet—where remnants of war, science, and forgotten souls blend into one.

They thought they were logging into the ultimate sci-fi VRMMO. They had no idea they were the unwitting champions of a starving, newborn Chaos God. [Welcome to Epoch 40k: Mecha] The developers promised glorious mechas, interstellar colonization, and a grand sci-fi epic. Instead, players are dumped into a rotting nightmare where the tutorial involves dodging Ork raiding parties for scrap metal, and the local NPCs chant religious litanies just to repair a rusty tractor. Behind the curtain, however, a newly awakened Chaos God named Lucian Sanctus is desperately pulling the strings. Sitting at the absolute bottom of the Warp's food chain, Lucian needs to harvest emotional energy to survive. But feeding openly means drawing the ire of the established Chaos Gods—especially Slaanesh, as he knows she would love nothing more than to devour a fledgling deity before he can become a threat. His brilliant, desperate solution? Summon gamers from Earth. By disguising a grim, unforgiving reality as a virtual sandbox, Lucian can safely gorge himself on their gamer rage, triumph, and gacha-induced despair without the Emperor or the Chaos Gods noticing a thing. Armed with a total disregard for their own lives, a terrifying penchant for exploiting bugs, and a deeply questionable moral compass, these "players" have formed the Red Dawn guild. The galaxy might be a decaying cesspit, but they have sworn to fix it... or accidentally establish a brand-new galactic empire trying. -- This is translation but don't worry for I AM HERE, I will be the poison tester and remove all the poison I can to make the this Good story, Very Very Good.\

The Jura-Tempest Federation is lively as ever on this particular afternoon. "Wahahaha! Kai-chan, give up! You can't catch me!" Milim, hands on hips, gloated shamelessly at the young man hovering in the sky above her. "Milim. You stole Rimuru's pudding again." "Hehe! I'm the Demon King!" A silver-haired maid appeared silently behind her, pocket watch in hand. "Milim-sama. Three days. No pudding." Milim slowly turned around. "S-Sakuya! It was Rimuru's fault, I swear!!" The maid grabbed her by the collar and dragged her off without another word. "AHHHHH!! I know I was wrong!! Kai-chan, SAVE ME!!" The roadside crowd watched on. "Fifth time this month." "The Demon Slayer Corps is basically a road repair team now." "At least you only have roads. Milim-sama sank an island in the pirate world last week. Admiral Akainu broke four desks." "Don't even get me started on the Ninja World..." Kaito watched it all unfold and quietly mourned. 'Milim... my peaceful life.'

"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 never 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 quickly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm and fun moments, 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 Emperor began to interfere, so much that he became a madman to Julian. Julian thought he could live quietly. Well... He thought wrong. In this world, his life was never meant to be quiet and everything revolves around him.

It finally happened a super storm hit the west coast killing 100 million people but instead of just dying everyone was reborn in a new world call Atlantis as a lord.Anything goes become a hero or a villian. Become a king or a slave.Join the races integrate into the world or create your own kingdom.Make peace or conquest the world and come a god there is endless possibilities.Lets follow Colt as he tries to survives this new world and finds his wife Amber that was with him when he died.Will he survived this new world will he find his wife? Only time will tell.

In the grim darkness of the far future, the galaxy is a theater of unending slaughter, yet it lacked the chittering, manic chorus of the "Yes-Yes!" To rectify this void, Lucius descends upon the stars as the Great Horned Rat, robed in tattered grey and brimming with malevolent divinity. Leading his verminous swarms, he plunges into the brutal cesspit of the 41st Millennium to carve out a domain of ruin. With the arrival of the Skaven, the balance of power shifts toward total anarchy. The Great Devourer meets its match in a rival swarm whose hunger is just as insatiable, while the Imperium of Man learns the true meaning of "unending numbers" as tide after tide of rat-kin drowns their worlds. Even the Necrons stare in cold calculation at a foe that wields green-glowing warpstone weaponry with a reckless abandon that mirrors their own. To the Orks, Lucius issues a challenge across time and reality: "Greenskins, we have slaughtered your kind from the World-That-Was to the Age of Sigmar and now into the 41st Millennium. If you have the stomach for it, come and face the swarms once more!" Experience a tale of skittering madness and galactic conquest as the Under-Empire rises to consume the stars. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor

"The Kemalist Prince," a realist novel, is set in the historic Kingdom of Kayşahr on the continent of Aethelia. Following his father's illness, Crown Prince Kağahn Yauzan leverages his background in mechanical engineering to consolidate state authority. By covertly eliminating corrupt court nobles, he unifies the nation's military, logistical, and industrial frameworks under a single standardized system. Through this rational statecraft, Prince Kağahn seeks to shield his kingdom from the diplomatic machinations of the Western Alliance while positioning the realm to gain strategic advantage in future conflicts.

In this continent ruled by thousand-year-old families, bloodline means everything. Glory, power, even the right to survive—are all decided by birth. But I am only a hunter’s descendant. No noble blood. No inheritance. No future. So how do I climb to the highest seat of power and join this deadly feast of thrones? A broken golden finger? A glimpse of the future? Or just sheer, ruthless luck? One thing is certain—this game belongs to those who dare to defy fate. -------------------------------- 40 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!

"The best way to predict the future is to build the machine that creates it." ​The Indian subcontinent is a pressure cooker of Cold War paranoia and aging colonial remnants. While the world watches the borders for the flash of muzzle flares, Karan is looking at a different map—one made of supply chains, energy reserves, and industrial bottlenecks. ​Armed with a "System" that calculates the weight of history in real-time, Karan begins a silent, surgical strike against the status quo. His mission isn't just to win a war; it's to ensure India never has to depend on a foreign power to fight one again.

They called him the Shame of the Clan, but before that, Vale Athrimir was a prodigy, one destined to lead. That ended the moment he manifested the Forbidden Mark Order. Branded, abandoned, and cast into prison, Vale was stripped of everything he has. Three years later, he was thrown into the Borderlands, a wasteland where the forsaken are worked to death and forgotten, to fight monsters and waste away. But Vale did not break. He began with nothing. No name. No allies. No power base. No faction. And yet… he built. From prisoners, exiled lords, and the discarded, Vale forged order out of chaos. What started as a desperate struggle for survival became something far greater, a growing force bound by ambition, discipline, and ruthless vision. Resources were seized. Territories claimed. Enemies crushed or absorbed. In a ruined world where strength dictates rule, Vale wasn’t just surviving, he was laying the foundation of an empire. As the Forbidden Mark Order revealed its true potential and an Ancient Inheritance fell into his hands, his rise became unstoppable. Clans and Kingdoms that once cast him aside would soon face something far more dangerous than a disgraced heir. A ruler. He will build something that cannot be overthrown.