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In a future beyond futures—where countless worlds orbit the ruins of old creation—legends speak of a war so vast, it left scars on time itself. They call it the Era of the Above Alls: beings born from the Source of All Things, who ruled reality and reshaped existence in a clash of unimaginable power. That war ended in silence. But the silence never lasted. Now, in the endless sprawl of a reborn cosmos, a boy with no name awakens. He bears no lineage, no past, no purpose—yet the world around him shifts when he dreams. In the highest realm of celestial kingdoms, tales of the ancient clash are told as myth. But something is stirring. Old laws are fracturing. Forgotten powers are whispering. And in the shadows of gods, watchers, and sovereigns, an unknown presence begins to rise. Some call him a mistake. Others, a prophecy. None understand what he truly is. But all will remember the name that has not yet been written...

In the era when Navy hero Garp is chasing Pirate King Roger across the Grand Line, a young man awakens in a fragile human body that simply refuses to die. Bullets to the head, cannon blasts to the chest, blades across his throat, drowning seas, and raging flames can destroy his flesh, but they can never claim his life. After countless brutal “deaths,” he realizes that mere immortality is not enough in a world ruled by monsters like Rocks, Roger, and Whitebeard.​ Determined to stop being a passive punching bag, he chooses the most domineering path in the One Piece world: to first max out his Conqueror’s Haki and then overwhelm the era itself. From the shadows of that legendary time, he crashes into the mainstream of history, clashing with Marines, pirates, and royalty, carving his name into the seas as the undying king whose will no one can suppress.

THE EPIC OF LAC VIET - A new legend forged from the pride of a nation. When will the sacred spirit of the Mountains and Rivers finally awaken? When will the beat of the bronze drums resound through the Nine Heavens once more? When will the grand epic of the Lac Viet people be sung anew? Tran Kien, a solitary youth in Fallen Leaf Town, situated at the foot of the Endless Mountain Range. He was born with no innate talent and possessed no noble bloodline. He had nothing but a will forged of steel and a stroke of karmic destiny tied to the lost legacy of the Lac Viet Cultivators. “The Epic of Lac Viet” will be a magnificent journey, an intertwining of heaven-shaking battles and thrilling clashes of wits, forging a unique cosmology steeped in Eastern philosophies. In particular, this Xianxia masterpiece will vividly recreate the heroic history of the Vietnamese people—a unique element that makes the work not just an entertaining story, but a tale profound in cultural value and humanistic meaning. ~ If you enjoy this, please give it a recommendation! Thank you all so much ^^.

Time is something desired most yet wasted more. Haru and Naru Uzumaki always had that particular philosophy, but when Time lost all meaning and significance, they had to find new things to explore and unravel its truth to the world or die of boredom, that is if they could die. BONUS STORY! The Ramen God of Totsuki With nothing left to accomplish in an era of peace and stability, Haru Uzumaki turned his attention towards the abundant and recognized Arts of the world in order to purge his newfound boredom. The hunt for a particular Art propelled him towards a fascinating academy dedicated to the pursuit of culinary knowledge.

Xiangge grew up in a golden cage. The man who raised him was also the one who destroyed his world. Emperor Mingxuan had killed his parents, taken his throne, and kept him close for eighteen years. No questions were allowed. No answers were given. Silence became Xiangge’s inheritance. To the empire, Mingxuan was a tyrant. To Xiangge, he was everything: jailer, protector, and the only warmth left in a life built from ashes. Until 'it' appeared. 'It' wanted Xiangge’s life. And Mingxuan, for the first time in eighteen years, looked afraid. That's when Xiangge realized: he'd never known his gege at all. The empire is burning. The truth is rising. To keep Xiangge alive, Mingxuan will offer everything he owns: his throne, his blood, his secrets. But some truths kill more surely than any blade. Love protects. Love destroys. This one has done both since the night the magnolia blossoms fell.

- Politically heavy - Not Purely Action In a shorter version, it's like a real world: Politics, power struggle, geopolitics, Nation Rivalry, strategy vs strategy battle, and Economic manipulation at play In the Universe where the God Race is under extreme pressure and high tension with the Demon Race and two other major threats, which can trigger the Holy War at any time, One Foolish Child builds his own powerful army, causing major destruction against his own parent (The God Race is the Parent) He let his foolish and selfish ideology control his emotions to make him believe that God is a corrupt Creator. Before he realized what he done, he was already in a battle that would make almost every god in the universe despise him. However, despite his action, his mother (The Mother of Creation) Still wants him to change his way, with the Help of both great gods in the Higher realm, and got almost all of this power seal deep within him, he teleported himself to one of the top human civilizations in existence among countless copy universe out there In a world where politic and self interest is the lawmaker and a major power is dominated by the World's Superpower militarily. Economically and Influentially and rich is the decision maker, while the poor is the follower Thus began the Unchosen effect, and the Demon Race's influence over him Greediness is the Humanity's Greatest Pleasure Apologies for Poor Grammar

There is a silence that exists before the first word is spoken. A stillness that holds its breath before the first law is written. Some call it the Unwritten. It is the space between definitions—the white interval where nothing has been decided, and everything is still possible. From that silence, realities are born. Dimensions unfold. Gods rise and fall like sentences in an endless story. But every story, no matter how vast, is built upon assumptions—axioms that define what is permitted and what is not. And every axiom, sooner or later, meets its contradiction. This is a journey through the architecture of existence. Through layers where time is not a flow, but a record that cannot forget. Where endings do not vanish, but remain suspended—unfinished statements awaiting resolution. Where the space between cosmologies is not empty, but occupied by what should have ceased… yet did not. Here, the greatest threat is not destruction. It is the realization that reality itself may be unfinished—and that some fragments refuse not only to be erased, but to accept that they ever should have been. Welcome to the interval. Welcome to what comes after definition.

Tian Long, an orphan without much of a life in both his thirty year long life and lifespan! To him, a single opportunity was displayed to transmigrate into another world with his Death Book! "What's this? Is this the body of a three year old? Davis? Is this my name from now on?" Finding himself possessing a small child, he becomes inwardly conflicted before he faces the truth and his reality! Young Davis finds himself as the legal heir, the Crown Prince of the Loret Empire in the Grand Sea Continent, becoming a powerful cultivator in a short time... However, is that all? Follow his journey as Young Davis becomes a full fledged death's advocate while embodying into the Divine Emperor of Death in the world of cultivation! "Mn? The route to become the Emperor is a given? Nah, I still don't want it..." "Oh? I'm courting death you say? Unfortunately for you, death is already my woman..." == Almost 200,000 words (Around 170 Chapters) available for free! == English isn't my main language, so please bear with it if you found some mistakes. == Want to see more official art of the story and discuss the story with others? Join the Discord! Discord and support links https://discord.gg/xcqXR6p https://www.patreon.com/stardust_breaker == Power Stones Ranking (Updated : 29th September 2022) 16th so far Golden Ticket Ranking: 11th so far Other than this, I'm planning for individual mass releases as well but don't rely on it.

A man from modern Earth is reincarnated into baby Zeus. Arm with future knowledge of the Greek mythology even if it was little, it still covered major events in the world, he will make sure to be a better and more powerful version of the Sky Father.

Marcus is thirty-one years old, blind since nineteen, and living a narrow but stable life in a city apartment when he dies on a Tuesday afternoon without warning or explanation. What comes after isn't what he expected — a system finds him in the nothing, offers him a singular assisted entry onto the path of cultivation, and asks him to choose a vessel. He chooses a mango tree. Not for strategic reasons. For a slice of fruit his mother handed him on a street in Bangkok when he was nine years old, and the wish he never stopped carrying to taste it again. He becomes a seed in a pot in an apartment he can't identify, conscious before he has roots or leaves, with a cultivation system he can barely access and a perception range of three feet. He has no body, no voice, no way to move or act. He has time, a library of knowledge he must earn the right to read, and a hand that comes through his perception dome at the same time every morning to water him. That hand belongs to Maya Reeves — a research scientist in her late thirties who grows plants as a hobby and keeps meticulous notes on all fourteen pots on her windowsill. She finds the mango seedling in her lemongrass pot one morning without explanation and almost pulls it. She doesn't. Something makes her not want to. After weeks of careful observation, Marcus initiates the Heartwood connection — a cultivation feature that links him to Maya as both teacher and cultivation source. Through it he begins giving her quests, cultivation knowledge and eventually a method suited precisely to who she is: the Evergreen Method, a wood element cultivation technique designed for practitioners whose lives already involve daily contact with living things. Maya cultivates through her mornings and her greenhouse work and her hands in soil, and Marcus refines the raw energy she provides and returns it clean, keeping a small share for his own slow accumulation. The arrangement is symbiotic. Maya progresses faster than would otherwise be possible in a modern world stripped of spiritual energy. Marcus grows faster than a sapling in a terracotta pot has any right to. Neither of them fully understands what they're building together, though both are paying close attention. Maya's family — her steady husband James, her sharp eighteen-year-old daughter Claire, and her six-year-old son Sam who pressed his palm against the pot one Saturday morning and announced it felt warm — are drawn into the orbit of what the tree is doing one by one. Each of them has spiritual roots. Each of them will eventually have to decide what to do about that. Marcus, for his part, is patient. He has been patient since before he had leaves. He cultivates one small deliberate change at a time and watches the household around him become something neither of them planned for — a family learning to grow alongside a tree that is learning to grow alongside them. He still thinks about that mango from the street market in Bangkok. He thinks he might, eventually, be able to do something about that. Bearing Fruit is a slow-burn cultivation novel about consciousness, care, interdependence, and what it means to become something new without losing what you were. It is also, among other things, about a blind man who loved mangoes and made an unusual choice in the dark.

I am Zeus. King of Gods. Lord of Sky and Storm. Ruler of all creation. I am also sixteen years old, living in a foster home in Columbus, Ohio, with a B-minus average and absolutely no idea how any of this happened. The age of gods is over. Olympus is empty. The world forgot us centuries ago, and honestly? We let it. But something in the dark has been waiting for exactly that moment. When my school cafeteria explodes, and a crack from the deep places opens in the floor — something ancient, something that knew my name — I know the waiting is over. I have no thunderbolt. No power worth mentioning. No army. I have a lab partner named Demi who keeps having visions she can't explain, and somewhere out there, two brothers I haven't spoken to in centuries. I guess that'll have to be enough.

Solomon’s life is simple. Find food. Avoid dying. Sneak onto ships. Repeat. A homeless orphan forced to flee his homeland after a brutal war, he has no relatives and even less money. His greatest talents are surviving (Barely), staying unnoticed (Easy when he’s anorexic), and finding salvageable meals out of dumpsters. So naturally, fate decides to throw him a bone. After a bizarre encounter drops him into the orbit of a prominent noble family, Solomon finds himself dragged into a world of power, danger, and people with entirely too many opinions about etiquette and honor. Suddenly, he has an earned brother who knows far too much for the average child, and a barrack full of obnoxious ten year olds. As they grow older, Solomon learns that his brother has many more secrets than he could have anticipated. Like the fact he used to be an immortal engine of destruction, and now, Solomon has to take up his mantle and protect the realm from five other undying beings. All while on the run from one of the most powerful swordsmen who’s ever lived. Which, honestly, feels like a lot of pressure for a boy who used to live in barrels. ———————--------- Character artwork is available on Discord! Come check it out! https://discord.gg/q68P5JPnNz {What to Expect: - I want to make this my most ambitious project yet. I hope the characters come across not only as well-thought-out, but also realistic and likable despite their faults. - All Smut chapters will end with a *. I've gotten some flak for not including enough... *ahem* “lemonade” in my works, so I'll work to find a healthier balance this time around while not cheapening the story. - There are two female leads. No, we're not expanding past those two. Poly. -Milf lovers rejoice. This one goes out to you. -Oh, and also, no NTR or nothin like that. All the homies hate NTR.

After living her life as one of the creators of the almighty empire, empress is punished for the wrong doings in her life. Hunted by the memories but also by someone else. In that reality she can either be caught or catch the hunter. The question is what are they willing to sacrifice in order to achieve the final goal and how much are they willing to sacrifice. You are invited to join this royal hunt. May your stay be comfortable and may God be with you.

[Warning: Mature Content -- R18] After two lives of mediocrity, one as a rotting NEET and the other as a bitter, ugly "Nascent Soul Grandmaster" who butchered thousands to ascend realms, Xu is done playing by the rules. In his second life, he died reaching for the Primordial Yin-Yang Inheritance, but instead of death, he found a third chance. Now reborn as Shen Yu with the Primordial Yin-Yang Inheritance, he possesses a face that is a literal calamity and a body with shattered meridians. To any other cultivator, he’s a cripple. To the Primordial Yin-Yang Inheritance, he is the ultimate predator. Now he will turn the Heavens into his bedchamber and the Earth into his playground. --------- Weekly(PS)/Monthly(GT) Goals: 100 Power Stones OR 20 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapter 200 Power Stones OR 40 Golden Tickets = +2 Bonus Chapters 500 Power Stones OR 100 Golden Tickets = +5 Bonus Chapters ---------- Expect plenty of smut, but don't worry, the plot is just as thick as the tension. Content Tags: Smut / R18+, Harem, Genius MC, Cold-Headed, Netori (Mc stealing another's women), No Netorase, No Yaoi

Transmigrating to the primordial world, Feng Zichen was neither a primordial god nor a primordial being, but rather the weakest being in the primordial world. In this world where birth determines destiny, Feng Zichen, with the spirit of human determination to overcome fate, gradually created his own legend. The Primordial Novel or Honghuang Novels are one of the highest ceiling in the Fantasy Genre in terms of Power so if you don't Understand the Level of powers i will make a separate chapter.

At his father's death, Fengyu awakened his past life's memories. Forced to earn spirit stones to cultivate, he thought he could use his talent of talking to beasts to built a small farm… When his ducks laid eggs for the first time, he received a prompt: [Cultivation + 0.0001%]! When his ducks reached maturity: [Beast Origin Essence +1]! When his ducks mutated: [Fire Breath Technique +1]! Suddenly, he felt like he had a golden-egg laying… duck! --- [Duck Raising + Beast Taming + Farming] [Progression Panel + Bloodline Enhancement + Talent Improvement] [Detailed Cultivation + Crafting + City] Join my discord for chapter upload notifications, notes and discussion: k49SMcEva9

Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate? **** The candlelight quivered against the cracked walls of the old inn, shadows twisting like restless spirits. Eva froze as he wasn't suppose to be here! Hades sat in the crimson chair, his presence consuming the air, thick and suffocating, as if the world itself had bowed before him. Swirling the red liquid in his glass, his bright purple eyes never left the shadows, yet he knew she was there before she moved. "Who is it this time?" His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share."

Fantasy with a sci-fi theme In the heart of the void—an abyss of absolute darkness, bitter cold, and a silence that crawls beneath the skin—the emptiness teemed with stars, planets, suns, black holes, and one final human body in all the universe. For an eternity, the body of Sol had drifted through that vast emptiness, fully conscious of the void around him, his form horribly twisted and broken. Until at last, a searing light, warm and brilliant, swept him away and cast him onto a strange world, saving him from that merciless abyss. But what point was there in salvation? Sol had long since lost his will to live. Time and again, he sought to end his own existence, yet the cursed body he inhabited refused to grant him even that release. Then after wandering for a time without purpose or destination, at the most strange of moments, something appeared before him—something that might at last lead him to the answers he had sought through endless ages. Answers concerning the unnatural power bound to this flesh. And perhaps, at long last, a way to sever it forever.

After transmigrating into a cultivation world, Lin Xiao Tian believed fate had finally favored him when a dying elder entrusted him with a “supreme sect.” But upon arrival, reality struck cold there were no disciples, no elders, no treasures, only ruins and silence choking a forgotten mountain. Just as despair crept in, a mysterious system awakened, binding him to the sect while granting absolute dominion within it. To grow stronger, he must expand, recruit, and conquer. From a single disciple to an army of immortals, his influence spreads across realms. The world soon realizes— the abandoned sect has risen… as the axis of heaven and earth.