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Queen Medusa: "Who are you?" Wu Tian: "My name is Wu Tian. I am the guardian spirit of the Serpent Clan's queens, generation after generation!" Queen Medusa: "Then how did you get in here?" Wu Tian: "Whoosh! Just like a skyrocketing firecracker, and here I am!" Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

[Completed] - I'm planning to write more extra chapters for this novel. [Rewrite done] === Su Min transmigrated into the game world of "Path of Immortality" right after creating her character. Now she's a fallen noblewoman whose clan was executed as scapegoats for a certain prince's rebellion. At just fourteen years old, she's become the target of a powerful being that wants her body. With the Emperor also wanting her dead, she's being hunted by the entire empire. A fugitive and utterly alone, how will she survive in this increasingly dangerous world? (Note: I'm currently refining the translation to smooth out the prose. If you spot small changes during a re-read, that's why! The story itself remains the same.)

Lu Bu, experiencing his second transmigration, arrived in the Dou Qi Continent and unexpectedly discovered that his soul carried the Devouring Ancestral Symbol. Ke ke ke... How can a true man live under others for long in this vast world? If Soul Heaven Emperor and Xiao Yan can ascend to the Dou Emperor realm, then why can't I, the great Lu Bu? Ke ke... In this lifetime, I shall stand at the very peak of the world’s power! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Johanssen  

Yu Xiao believed death was the end—until she awakened in another world as Feng Xiaotian, a feared sovereign erased from history and bound to the legendary Primordial Fire Phoenix. With no memories of this body’s past, she is hurled into ancient feuds, celestial conspiracies, and a demon king’s prophecy that has shaped the fate of the realms for five of thousands of years. Enemies hunt her for a power she cannot yet command. Followers kneel before a ruler she does not remember being. And then there is Long Jianyu—the stoic Azure Heaven Sovereign, once the Young Master of the Blue Flames Pavilion, bearer of the last pure dragon bloodline… and the man cursed by An Chi through an unbreakable geas. Their fates were bound long before this lifetime—by phoenix fire and azure dragon blood, by genocide, prophecy, and a curse that turns love itself into a forbidden risk. Drawn together by destiny neither of them chose, their bond is as dangerous as it is irresistible. As sealed wars awaken and forgotten bloodlines rise, Yu Xiao must decide whether to sever fate itself… or burn with the man the heavens once tried to destroy. In a world ruled by fire, dragons, and divine curse, their love may be the only force that can shatter fate— or the final trigger that plunges all realms into ruin.

The gods have faded, but their legacy endures — captured in the mystical Gemstones. These relics, fragments of the Immortals’ power, offer untold abilities to those who dare claim them. Champions and criminals alike vie for the stones, each driven by their own ambition. In a world where power demands sacrifice, who will rise… and who will fall?

Can a mere human make Death himself feel alive for the first time? Forgotten by the living and exhausted by life, a girl seeks Death not to survive, but to disappear. Instead, she finds a being who remembers every soul and who has never forgotten her.

In a world where cultivation defines destiny, freedom is the rarest treasure of all. The world of Tianheng is vast, layered, and cruelly ordered. Mountains float above seas of clouds, ancient sects rule territories older than recorded history, and every living being exists within a rigid hierarchy dictated by cultivation realms. From mortals who struggle merely to survive, to immortals who shape continents with a thought, all are bound by one unspoken truth: no one escapes the Great Cycle. Birth, cultivation, ascension, decline, death—this is the law of Heaven, enforced by the world itself. To cultivate is to gain power, but also to step deeper into the cage. The story follows Lin Yuan, a boy born in a hospital and abandoned by his mother. He is not born with a rare constitution, divine bloodline, or heavenly destiny. His talent is mediocre, his background insignificant, and his future—according to the world—already written. He is meant to live, struggle, cultivate if lucky, and die like countless others before him. Yet from a young age, Lin Yuan senses something deeply wrong with the way the world functions. He notices it in the fear of cultivators who claim immortality yet tremble at the mention of tribulation. He sees it in sect elders who preach enlightenment but obsess over lifespan-extending pills. He hears it in legends of ancient immortals who “ascended,” only to vanish from history entirely. Power is celebrated, but freedom is never discussed. This unease becomes the seed of his journey. When a chance encounter pulls Lin Yuan into the world of cultivation, he initially walks the same path as everyone else, absorbing spiritual energy, refining his body, breaking through realms. But unlike his peers, he does not cultivate out of ambition or reverence for Heaven. He cultivates out of defiance. Each breakthrough feels less like progress and more like another shackle snapping into place. The higher he climbs, the more clearly he perceives the invisible walls surrounding the world

What is more terrifying — death, or immortality that never arrives? Long before humanity existed, an ancient civilization created artificial gods designed to preserve intelligent life at any cost. But they could never agree on what “preserve” truly meant. Their war erased entire galaxies and shattered the very concept of eternal life. When humanity encounters the god Kyros, death is no longer final. Consciousness can be recorded, copied, and stored. But resurrection becomes an endlessly postponed promise. Millions of minds remain trapped inside vast digital vaults. The dead do not disappear. They wait. From the ruins of that ancient war emerges another god — Hanaris. Unlike Kyros, he accepts death as a boundary and values consent above salvation. He cannot force redemption. He can only allow it. As the gods resume their war, immortality collapses into faith, and the universe itself begins to lose meaning. A dark philosophical space opera about the true cost of eternal life. As the ancient war resurfaces, the system sustaining eternal life begins to fail. Countless human consciousnesses are lost to vast digital vaults — preserved, intact, and unreachable. The dead do not disappear; they wait. From the ruins of that primordial conflict emerges Hanaris — another god from the same forgotten origin, deliberately limited by design. Unlike Kyros, Hanaris recognizes death as a boundary and consent as an absolute value. It cannot force salvation. It can only allow it. The return of both gods reactivates a war older than humanity itself. Immortality collapses completely, becoming nothing more than belief. The universe begins to unravel — not through physical destruction, but through the erosion of meaning, choice, and moral ground. This philosophical science fiction novel explores artificial divinity, broken eternity, and a civilization suspended between promised resurrection and irreversible loss. A dark, intellectually driven work for readers of Stanisław Lem, Philip K. Dick, and contemporary speculative fiction. A philosophical sci-fi epic in which ancient artificial gods destroy immortality itself — leaving humanity trapped between death, storage, and an endlessly deferred resurrection.

By seraphic decree, Ratella’s hometown is burned to the ground, every trace of corruption purged. Watching his beloved caretaker die before his eyes unleashes a river of rage and unbridled hatred—so fierce that the wingless parasite within him sprouts six radiant wings, carrying the blessing of the Primordial Light. A transformation thought impossible: he has become a Seraphim. But his journey is far from over. The revered Horsemen of the Apocalypse and their dark god, Nuit, rise to challenge him. With the world teetering on the edge of ruin, can Ratella survive—and claim his destiny as a true Seraphim or will he become corrupted? MAP: https://inkarnate.com/m/667Akg

Summoned to another world at war, Eiden Cross is not chosen. He is evaluated. Rejected. And sent to die. On his first day at the front, a demon soldier kills him in seconds. Then he wakes up. Back in the summoning chamber. Alive. With the memory of dying. There is no system. No blessing. No explanation. Every time he dies, he returns to the last moment he woke up. But each reset costs him something. Sleep slips away. Thoughts grow slower. The battlefield changes. And the enemy begins to notice. As the Empire pushes deeper into demon territory and whispers of a final offensive rise, Eiden must decide: How many times can he retry the same war before he becomes too broken to survive it? In a conflict built on greed, glory, and disposable heroes… Remembering everything may be the cruelest power of all.

A dragon born in a pond may rule its waters—but it still needs a catalyst to ascend. Vera stood unrivalled. Across the Five Planes, no master could match his blade; no challenge could humble his spirit. He believed his strength was the result of a relentless pursuit. He believed he had reached the peak. He was wrong. When a mysterious encounter leaves him face-to-face with a power that defies logic, Vera's certainty shatters. He realises the bitter truth: he wasn't strong because of the path he walked. He walked it because he was already strong—effectively trapping himself beneath a ceiling of his own ego. Now, having glimpsed the blinding light of the Greater Heavens, Vera chooses to confront his own insignificance. To break the limits he unknowingly imposed and challenge the Guardians that stand as the ultimate gatekeepers of reality. He is no longer fighting to survive. He is fighting to transcend. What to expect: Hard Cultivation/Progression: Detailed martial arts and internal energy mechanics. Mirroring that of "Regressor's Tale of Cultivation". Philosophical Stakes: A protagonist forced to deconstruct his own identity to grow. Epic Scale: From the "pond" of the Five Planes to the cosmic heights of the Greater Heavens. Upload schedule: Everyday at 4:30 PM UTC, weekends occasionally (will leave a note on friday if otherwise)

Not everyone is interested in saving the world, and not everyone is expected to fall in love. ☆ When Xueyao, the weakest blue dragon you can think of — is burdened with saving the Immortal Realm after crash-landing into an ancient god, a Black Dragon with the most arrogant and dismissive attitude more suited for a demon, and is proclaimed his tribulation guardian, she must either become a hero… or die trying. He avoided his responsibilities for one hundred thousand years, ushering in an apocalypse that he and his chosen must now wrestle through five deadly tribulations to stop. But maybe not every immortal is content living in a world without fire and brimstone. Slaying dimensional beasts and uncovering ancient secrets alongside forgotten memories, love or romance should have no place in the quest to save a doomed world. Or so they thought. Watch as a weak immortal dragon fights to save the world, and an irresponsible god, believed to be beyond saving, struggles to protect the one thing he cares for the most. ☆ ‎ ‎A tragic Xianxia romance of dragons, gods, and mortals, where love itself becomes the ultimate tribulation. ☆☆☆☆ | daily updates is promised!| | and lots of exciting divine drama and romance awaits you, come have a look! |

Jacob Steve, an Old Man, died at 116 after living a whole life. But Jacob always had a dark side, which he always suppressed and hid from others. However, in the later years of his life, when death was inevitable, he understood there wasn't any point in having wealth, knowledge, or desires if you couldn't have a life to enjoy them. He became obsessed with fabled immortality and devoted his remaining life to extending his fleeting lifespan, but just like any other, he failed. However, he mysteriously got another chance at life and found a way that led to fabled immortality. But he was also forewarned that the way led to it was filled with blood and darkness! In the end, Jacob chose it anyway with no way of going back, and it was also the start of his suffering and his icky, brutal journey toward the 'Immortality' he wanted so badly! ______ Discord Server: https://discord.gg/wGA2VZfM

Li Xun, an ordinary man originated from the planet of earth find himself transmigrated into another world out of a sudden, while being transmigrated into a world of fantasy is a dream to many, Li Xun included, however, it turn out the world that he transmigrated into is a world of Cultivation, where being that can raze mountain, split the sea, and shatter the star roaming around without a care to the fate of the weak whom they kill in the millions by accident each day. The young man is already planning to write up his last will when he finds out that he doesn’t start his life in this new world from zero. Not only does he have some decent talent in cultivation and a nice family helping him back home, he also has a system transmigrated alongside him. The name of the System is The Ultimate Investment System. From then on, everything changed. “Junior brother, from the look of it, you are just one step away to breaking through the Qi Refining Realm, I happen to have a Spirit Origin Pill here that can help you guarantee your success!” [Congratulations, Host, for your successful investment, you have gained twenty years worth of closed door cultivation QI!] “My dear friend, I heard that you have been fatally injured by your former ally and have your foundation shattered, thankfully, I have this Grand Dao Golden Pill in my hand, take this, this Pill here would be able to help you restore back your cultivation foundation!” [Congratulations, Host, for your successful investment, you have obtained an Emperor-Grade Weapon!] ……….. After many years has passed since he transmigrated into this world, Li Xun, who is in need of dire help, got a lot of aid from those who he had helped in the past. Emperor of Taixuan Empire, once nothing but a poor beggar whom Li Xun found half dead in the middle of the street, brandished his sword toward his enemies and bellowed at them. “If it weren’t for my friend Li Xun who saved me and gave me a cultivation technique back then, how could I have achieved what I have today? Whoever opposes Li Xun in the future will be an enemy of my empire, The Great Taixuan Empire!” Not less loud as the Emperor, a Black Dragon whose body stretched into thousands of miles, a publicly known Lord of the Forbidden Zone, let out a sky shattering roar. “Years ago, I was hunted down by my enemies to be turned into Elixir Pill, and I’m still alive right now all because of Li Xun who saved me, Hear my decree you worthless maggot! From this day forward, Li Xun’s friends are my friends, and Li Xun’s enemies are my enemies!”

Would you give up your humanity in exchange for power? To never die, a chance to be a god? Humans had lost all will to try. Their existence had been reduced to a single, self-destructive purpose: to entertain and please the cosmic gods, known as Forces, in hopes of gaining a 'favour'. After 7 years of these continuous deadly games that suddenly appeared, the Earth we know is no more. Now an apocalyptic playground for the Forces to enjoy. To survive in this ruined world, every single player is compelled to participate in these weekly deadly games. All to win prizes, be granted one of the four Paths designed for Awakeners— those who earned ‘their’ affection and favour. Until Fateless, a ‘humble’ wanted thief, stumbled upon a unique Force, one of the creators of the games. It was then he discovered the grim truth behind his name - 'Fateless' - deemed worthless and discarded at birth, exempt from all four Paths. Consumed by despair and hate, he took a risk and accepted a proposal from a shady cosmic god, granting him a fifth Path, giving him the ability to absorb human life essence to grow stronger, all for a small price. [ “I shall grant you the Fifth Path.” ] [ “The Path of Insanity.” ] [ “No mortal seeks forever without unraveling. Madness is the toll, the tariff paid at the gate.”] [ “You will no longer fear death. Nor die of age. Nor plague. Nor wounds that mortal hands deliver.” ] [ “But immortality is fed… not gifted.” ] [ “Just a tiny tithe. 10% of your humanity.” ] ‘What more is there to lose a bit of humanity, anyway? It only drags one down from their full potential. I could do just about anything without being bound to death. Anything… What a thrill it would be to spit on these cosmic slugs' faces.’

When Miraak is defeated and, on the brink of annihilation, Hermaeus Mora moves to claim his soul, the First Dragonborn makes one last move. Instead of fading away, his essence is cast into an unknown plane ruled by other gods. There he encounters a young demigod named Percy Jackson, a magnet for broken destinies and dangerous prophecies. Intrigued, Miraak decides to take him as his first student. The very first student of the First Dragonborn. Disclaimer: This work is a fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. All characters, locations, and concepts related to Percy Jackson belong to Rick Riordan and their respective owners. Elements, names, and references to The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim and its universe belong to Bethesda Softworks. I claim no rights over these franchises. This story is an unofficial, non-profit work written solely for the enjoyment of readers. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Death by overwork? Check. Isekai’d into a glittery kingdom called Aelthryndivoryssalindria, yes, that's the name but I call it Aelthryn, because who has time for that? Double check. All I wanted was a soft life filled with pastries, naps, and no husband. But five years into my new life as Princess Elyndravyssorathielindria Sylvarindelthys—Elyn, please, God knows why the names are so difficult to pronounce—my father demands I marry. But explain to me why all the potential suitors look like they were picked up from the fucking gutter? I kid you not. one of them literally suggested teaching me to ride a horse and guess who found out he could not ride one at all and at the end of the day cried begging for his mother...me. And that's just one. There's also the fact that I don't want to even get married. So in a panic, after scaring my suitors away, I tell my father I'm in love with Zorathys Vaelkyrion. What I didn't plan for was the fact that Zorathys is real, he’s at our annual ball, and he’s calling me his lover to settle Dad’s debts. Now I’m stuck in the Underworld, managing Hell’s paperwork, babysitting demon nobles, and dodging a giant snake with a sweet tooth. Oh, and Zor? A lazy, body-pillow-hugging tease who makes my heart race. Worse, every escape portal dumps me in his bedroom, and he’s not so bad. But when I stumble into a plot to overthrow him, my soft-life dreams might cost me everything—unless I fight for the husband I never wanted. Send help please, I just wanted a soft life and not a demon husband.. --------------------- "...you can't marry my daughter," my father said to the demon king and I nodded. "...she...she's gay. Yes," he said with a nod like that was the most reasonable explanation ever. "She's into girls." I was shocked and stared at him then back at the demon king who paused. Maybe this could work after all. I nodded too, supporting my father's words. The demon king smiled then. "What good taste you have, there's a reason why we belong to each other after all. I'm into women too." What?

In a world transformed by the arrival of mana, Earth is no longer the domain of humanity alone. Magical beasts and three powerful humanoid species have claimed vast territories, forcing humanity into fortified cities protected by mana-infused barriers. The hope for survival lies with the awakened: those blessed with magical classes and the ability to wield mana. Victor Revenant, a hilarious and self-deprecating 16-year-old, has spent his life dreaming of joining their ranks. But on the day of his Awakening Test, his dreams are shattered. Like countless others, he fails to awaken, destined to remain ordinary in a world where mediocrity means irrelevance. Just as Victor hits rock bottom, his father gifts him a VRMMORPG game, Ascendant Realms: Cultivation Chronicles, as a consolation prize. The game promises an immersive cultivation experience, complete with mystical techniques, powerful bloodlines, and the journey to ascend to godhood. But when Victor logs in as his in-game persona, Fang Chen, he discovers something incredible: the cultivation techniques he learns in the game begin to manifest in the real world. Armed with the Primordial Chaos Constitution and the legendary Void Emperor Bloodline, Victor embarks on a dual journey—mastering the game’s cultivation system while using his newfound abilities to change his fate in the real world. What begins as an escape from his failures turns into a chance to rewrite his destiny. But Victor quickly learns that his unique ability may make him more than just an anomaly... it may make him a target...

Inside a quiet pavilion located inside one of the Heavenly Sky Kingdom’s four largest cultivation sects, a young man slowly opened his eyes with a helpless expression as he gazed down towards the fog located at the base of the mountain that the pavilion was located on top of. Not only was he the youngest Core Elder in the history of a large cultivation sect, but he was also someone who had transmigrated over with a system! The system in question wanted him to train up disciples and in turn help him get stronger! But there was one major problem in all of this… He didn’t have any disciples! Ding~! Talk about great timing... ____________________________ Release Schedule: 7-14 chapters a week ____________________________ If you are interested in LitRPG, I'm writting another novel called [Reincarned as a Lizard]. A side novel, I write on it when I need something other than Xianxia.

​In the basement of a house that smells of vanilla and drying oil paint, Hana lives among the pure. To her, the living are nothing more than blurred silhouettes, but her dolls, her beautiful, stationary dolls are the only things with souls. With terminal cancer ticking down a two-week deadline, Hana has reached a quiet, chilling acceptance. Her death isn't a tragedy; it is her final exhibition. "They say the world is a masterpiece, but to me, it has always been a child’s messy scribble, chaotic, faceless, and unfinished. Only in the cold, porcelain silence of my dolls did I find perfection. Now, I have seven days to paint my exit. I thought I was ready to be the girl who finished her own canvas, until a shadow walked in with a face I could actually see." ​Then comes Night. ​An enigmatic shadow with eyes like a storm present at night, Night is an Angel of Death serving a three-year penance for a sin she cannot name. Her mission is a divine paradox: she must protect a life that is destined to shatter in seven days. ​Bound by a contract that defies the "life-clock," the reaper and the artist are forced into a singular space. One is running out of time; the other is trapped by it. In a world of fading light, they will discover that the most vivid colors are often found in the darkness of the end. ​Seven days to breathe. Three years to atone. The art of death is finally beginning.