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Blood pumped through Arko's veins, his palms thick with sweat gripped his Axe. It's now or never, do or die. In an instant the sound of a torrential river crashing echoed through the forest. Blood pumped through his whole body. Dark Totem marking tattoos Erupted covering him entirely. A step forward, lunge low, bring the arm back and swing the axe. Flesh parted and the Beast howled even louder, Angrier then ever. Razor sharp teeth gleamed in the sunlight filtering through the ancient trees as it bit down. It's jaw wide enough to swallow a tiger whole. **** In the Ancient jungle blood pours more than water. To survive here alone is impossible. But where one man dies, the tribe hunts !

In the kingdom of Veridian, Prince Lucien Damon is known for his charm and charisma. But his kingdom is facing economic ruin, and his father, the king, in an effort to alleviate the economic strain on his kingdom has arranged a marriage between Lucian and Prince Alexander Silver of the neighboring kingdom of Avaloria.In the kingdom of Veridian, Prince Lucien Damon is known for his charm and charisma. But his kingdom is facing economic ruin, and his father, the king, in an effort to alleviate the economic strain on his kingdom has arranged a marriage between Lucian and Prince Alexander Silver of the neighboring kingdom of Avaloria.

"History says nations are built on speeches and slogans. History is wrong." "Nations are built on plumbing, supply chains, and systems." Bilal, a cynical game developer from 2024, knows exactly how the “game” of British India ends—with the fire and blood of 1947. When he wakes up inside the mind of Muhammad Ali Jinnah (Father of The Nation) in 1930, he realizes that following the historical script is a death sentence for millions. The Quaid-e-Azam (Father of The Nation) of the textbooks—the distant, immaculate lawyer—needs a patch. Forming an unlikely partnership, the modern systems thinker and the Edwardian barrister abandon the politics of London and Delhi. Instead, they retreat to the forgotten backwaters of Montgomery to attempt something dangerous: Project Sandalbar. Their goal is not rebellion—but construction. To build a functioning prototype state inside the belly of the British Empire. Armed with modern knowledge of logistics, communication networks, and resource management—wielded through Jinnah’s razor-sharp legal mind—they begin engineering a sanctuary against the coming storm. The Mission: Turn a dust-bowl estate into a self-sustaining fortress. The Tools: Sanitation protocols, radio networks, cooperative economics, and a militia disguised as farm guards. The Obstacles: Feudal lords, imperial suspicion, religious extremism, and the ticking clock of history. They are not fighting for independence. They are building a lifeboat. Can a game developer and a lawyer “mod” the operating system of the Raj before the server crashes?

Born into unimaginable wealth, Aiden Arclight was the heir of the most powerful clan on the Revonia Continent— Owners of an SS-Rank Mana Vein. The Arclight doctrine was absolute: Power builds legacy, Wealth sustains legacy, Family is optional. But Aiden never fit. Where others plotted, he showed mercy. Where others chased power, he chose compassion. To the Arclights, that made him worthless. Everything shattered during the Origin Awakening Ceremony. Before the entire clan, Aiden awakened the lowest result in history: (F-Rank Unique Ability and Origin Heart detected) (Minor Null Field) Causes minor disturbance in skill activation and mana flow. Laughter followed, then contempt, then silence. When Aiden needed them most, not a single family member stepped forward. By nightfall, he was cast out— stripped of his name, inheritance, and home. The golden heir became a homeless exile in one day. Yet even at rock bottom, Aiden refused to break. And when the world turned its back on him… something else answered. [Compatible host found] [Origin Gacha System initializing…] [Minimum Reward Guaranteed: S-Rank] A system that grants Bloodlines, Physiques, Skills, Treasures, and Summons—and more. From exile to emperor. From “trash” to a being feared by mortals and gods alike. Aiden will rise, he will build an empire that spans continents, worlds, and divine planes. But as power piles upon power… will Aiden remain himself— or become the very thing he once despised? Upload schedule – 1-2 Chapter/day Milestone (Monday to Monday) 50 Powerstones – 1 Bonus Chapter 100 Powerstones – 3 Bonus Chapter What to expect — 1. MultipleRaces (Elves, Demons, Beast-Folk, etc) 2. Average paced 3. MC will have romantic interest (2-4) all plot based 4. Overpowered MC

Luna and his best friend Boni only wanted to play an upcoming MMORPG. But what happens when a is introduced to Earth? Zombies spawn out of nowhere, beasts start to mutate, and new races from a failed world appear out of nowhere. A new world where those who adapt the fastest will be rewarded. FIGHT. STRUGGLE. EVOLVE! Before you can even try to find out why these strange events have happened, you have to be strong enough to at least survive in the first place and figure out what rules govern this new world!

Forget everything you know about the "Hero"; in this world, there are no heroes. There are only survivors, schemers, and manipulators. ​Here, everyone covets the throne. Every tyrant wants to rule their castle, and every ambitious soul seeks to bring the world to its knees. Between the noble classes weaving conspiracies like spiderwebs, and the wretches of the Abyss who taste pain and blood while watching their families wither and die, there is no room for loyalty. Betrayal is the only recognized currency, and malice is the deadliest weapon. ​You won't wait hundreds of chapters for the excitement to begin. From the very first moment, you will find yourself in the eye of a hurricane of intrigue surrounding you from the right and left, from the highest peaks and the deepest pits. You might love a character in one chapter and wish for their death in the next, because you are not facing an ordinary fantasy story; you are witnessing a living "History" displayed before your eyes in all its ugliness and beauty. ​And amidst this constant treachery and death lurking in every corner, one constant truth remains: You, the reader... are the only hero in this novel, because you are the only one whom this world cannot kill.

Veldra, Author of Nothing and Everything. Cast into his own story. An imagined world made real by his presence alone. Who is he? What is he? Unknown, yet Known. One below all, yet the One above all. The first of the Three Novels. An existence classified as Extremely Dangerous. Blessed by none. Yet the Blesser of all. From him, all things originate. Heavenly favour descends only upon those deemed worthy by his will. Heavenly Blessings are deemed upon the Righteous giver. And if nothing in creation satisfies his desire, what, then, shall follow? A man of emotion and catastrophe. The living convergence of Balance, Order, and Chaos. A weak man who acts strong. A foolish man who acts wise. Venerable. Prominent. Reverent. Unclassifiable. Words fracture in front of the Great I AM. Meaning collapses beneath his shadow. He overshadows all. Creator of Nothing. Yet even he is but another novel of the First One. The youngest of all spiritualities. The Reverent of the Unknown. To witness his unfolding is peril itself- terrifying to mortal perception. Lesser races were granted form. And with form, retribution. And so, a single question remains: Shall we watch? Shall we listen? And if not, what shall we do, when a being who is man, deity, and existence itself can be imagined into reality by the All‑Venerable Author?

Li Daoxuan received a strange scenic box. Inside the box, there was an ancient village, and a group of plastic figures, holding swords and knives, hacking and slashing through the village. He bent his finger and flicked it towards a most conspicuous figure... Late in the Ming Dynasty, in Shaanxi, there was a great drought in the land. A gang of mountain bandits was looting, burning, killing, and plundering in the village. A poor maiden was about to be killed under a mountain bandit's blade. Suddenly, a giant hand stretched out from the clouds, bent a finger, flicked it, and the mountain bandit was flung several dozen yards away.

​Two Tribes. One Massacre. A Love Forged in Fire and Salt. ​In the divided world of Varnathian, the Druvkaur are fire and shadow, while the Velanthri are song and sea. They were never meant to touch. But at eighteen, Zekar, a reckless Druvkaur warrior with a dragon’s soul, meets Emery, the ethereal daughter of a Velanthri Lord. Their connection is instant—a forbidden spark that promises to bridge the gap between their warring peoples. ​Then, the world burns. ​When the Empire of Eldharûn launches a genocidal massacre, Zekar is left for dead in the ashes of his village, and Emery is dragged away in chains, a "Songbird" prize for a cruel Prince. ​Eight years pass. ​Zekar has become a legend—the Dragon King of a secret rebellion, obsessed with the girl he couldn't save. He has spent every second of his life hardening his heart and honing his fire for one purpose: to take her back. ​When he finally storms the Imperial Capital, he doesn't find the fragile girl he remembers. He finds a woman who has learned to survive in the silence. ​Zekar doesn't just want to rescue her; he wants to claim her. He takes her to his fortress in the clouds, but the slow-burn between them is now a dangerous conflagration. As a new war looms and ancient magic awakens, they must decide if their bond is a sanctuary—or a cage. ​He will burn the world to keep her. She will find her voice to save him.

Destiny does not ask for permission. Once it starts moving, it never stops. Gu Xingyu, a psychology student who believes in logic over fate, never imagined that a bronze pocket watch would drag her into the Yao Realm—a world where ancient elemental powers collide with strange, almost mechanical inventions. Chosen as the Seeker, Xingyu is bound to the Seal of Yao. Her mission is simple to state, but impossible to ignore: find the five bearers of the Yao Power before a devouring void erases the world itself. Her first encounter is with Lin Lie—a brilliant, cold, and notoriously rude inventor whose sharp intellect rivals his emotional distance. As more bearers emerge, Xingyu quickly realizes that power alone won’t hold this team together. In a realm ruled by secrets, trauma, and supernatural abilities, her greatest weapon isn’t magic—it’s her ability to read minds, unravel motives, and confront the truths people hide from themselves. Five elemental seals. Five dangerous, broken, and unforgettable men. One ticking watch that refuses to slow down. Will Xingyu master the Seal of Yao— or become just another soul it consumes? Inspired by a real handcrafted talisman.

[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...

Shawn was bitten by a zombie on the very first day he arrived in the world of The Walking Dead. Just when he thought he was finished, he unexpectedly awakened the “7 Days to Die” system. In this apocalyptic world overrun by the undead, he wielded a massive warhammer, striking fear not only into zombies—but also into the hearts of the surviving humans. From Quarry Camp to the Prison Fortress… From Southeast Atlanta to the entire United States… With the system in hand, Wu Shou crushed everything in his path, climbing to the top step by step on a mountain of corpses. Yet sometimes, even he felt confused. "Weren’t zombies supposed to be endless?" "So why do there seem to be fewer and fewer the more I kill?"

August Caeser is living in a Nuclear Apocalypse, In a bunker with 1,247 people's worth of family, extended family, friends of theirs, girl/boyfriends of theirs too, whores, business partners, their families too, basically too many variables for the Contessa in her to like. Especially when her family was poor. But she is close to the Owners' of the Bunker, the Cato family. For better or for worse. As she already knows she wants to ruin her social life again and again trying to get married in this Bunker. Let alone, she might want a better job at some point. As your Work Effort and Quality determines your rewards during this time in the Bunker.

She built the road before the world learned to walk. She died in a world that already had roads. She woke up in a kingdom that still believed horses were the peak of civilization. Transmigrated into a rigid feudal era ruled by nobles, guilds, and outdated traditions, Elara Veyne finds herself reborn as the overlooked daughter of a declining noble house—a woman with no power, no title, and no future worth mentioning. Except for one thing. She remembers a world that moved. Wheels. Engines. Roads. Industry. While the kingdom remains trapped in endless wars, political stagnation, and reliance on brute force, Elara quietly begins building something no one understands—and everyone fears. Not magic. Not divine blessings. But machines. Her first invention is dismissed as madness. Her second is mocked as heresy. Her third changes trade forever. As roads begin to replace battlefields and engines challenge the dominance of aristocracy, Elara rises from a forgotten noblewoman into the most dangerous kind of power—a tycoon who controls movement, logistics, and wealth. Standing at her side is Prince Caelan Auremont, a war-hardened royal bound by tradition, duty, and a kingdom on the brink of collapse. He does not believe in miracles—but he believes in Elara. Their alliance begins as necessity. Their trust is forged through resistance and sacrifice. And their romance burns slowly, dangerously, beneath political tension and unspoken desire. But progress has a price. The nobility wants her silenced. The church wants her condemned. The old powers want her erased before the world learns how to move without them. As Elara’s engines reshape history, she must decide: Will she merely survive this era— or become the woman who rewrites it? In a world that never imagined wheels could rule kingdoms, she becomes the First Engine Tycoon.

"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.

When a devoted fan of A Song of Ice and Fire opened his eyes, he found himself standing in Westeros. Not as a king. Not as a lord. He became Suleiman, a nameless minor knight under the impoverished Daddings family, living by the muddy lower reaches of the Green Fork in the Riverlands. No gold. No soldiers. No influence. The family ruled over barely fifty peasants and held a status so low they were nothing more than silent figures in the corners of noble banquets. Before him stood the crushing weight of eight thousand years of aristocratic hierarchy. Yet in a land torn by war and shifting tides, this outsider from another world began his climb. From the mockery of “Sir Stinky Castle” on the edge of a swamp… to the throne of the Trident itself. In Westeros, even the smallest pawn can become a king.

Lucien is a human..... At least he considers himself one. Even though after his DNA was altered as much as his was thanks to a new type of radiation, genetically he could not be considered human, but from his perspective he is one, as are his few friends, possibly the last humans in the universe. . Until new ones appeared, but... a little different than the humans they remembered. ------------------------------------------------------------ New Chapters Tuesday and Thursday. The first 5 Chapters in 24 of December as Christmas present.

Evie, a human resources professional who loves gossip, dies while trying to resolve a club fight and is transported to the body of a palace maid. However, the body is of a woman with a secret identity, trying to protect the ones she loves at all costs, even if that means that she has to get too close to the sun.

In the distant future, after thousands of years of human exploration, the time has come for them to step into the furthest point they have ever reached. Follow Ilya Greymor as he carves out his destiny in this new frontier.

Yet again, Earthlings were summoned. A dying Time God, already half-corrupted, descended upon Earth with nothing but a single, blinking eye. No body. No mercy. Before he could explain why the other world was collapsing—or what happened—he died. The chosen were cursed. Each Earthling aged from 12 to 60 was reincarnated into another world. Each was trapped in an isolated time loop. Each was abandoned without answers. Ganesh chose to reincarnate as the weakest race imaginable: a slime. Not for survival—but because the system offered him a trait, very powerful: Eternal Mastery [Mythic]. With every death, his body reset. With every loop, his masteries, learned techniques, and pain carried over. He awakened in a slime farm, where slimes were bred like cattle, harvested for food, and burned alive for amusement. He learned quickly. He died quickly. Again. And again. And again. Across loops, Ganesh experimented with his own existence— Fire Slime {Uncommon}. Water Slime {Uncommon}. Acid Slime {Uncommon}. Elemental Slime {Rare+}. Spirit Slime {Legendary}. Dragon Slime {Mythic}. Even Primordial Slime {Divine}. But strength revealed truth. Humans had erased their own history using sealed artifacts. Demons were branded as betrayers. Gods fought unholy beings elsewhere—leaving their failures behind. Beneath ruined cities and sealed fortresses, eldritch creatures waited— Rituals granted power along with a curse. Artifacts erased wills. Faith was devoured before it could bloom. And the deeper Ganesh went, the clearer it became: The world had lost hope and was corrupted with Eldritch. Even the sun and moon were taken over by Eldritch. Now, as gods fall, timelines fracture, and ancient wars resurface, Ganesh must decide— Will he save the world Or will he follow the same path… and become something unholy himself? Dark Fantasy • Time Loop • Eldritch Horror • Progression Fantasy Daily Updates A dark progression fantasy with time loops and psychological erosion (for readers who enjoyed the despair and repetition of Re:Zero). No one 17 and under admitted is due to gore and dark... And an important note, something happens near the end of Arc 3, this is for those who feel limitless loops have no tension....because he can still loop—but every reset tears his soul apart. The truth behind this wound is revealed near the end of Arc Three. {Read it to find out}