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Marvel: God of Spotlight, The Homelander

"I am not Superman. I am Homelander." The whisper was an internal prayer, a caustic reassurance. Outside the glass tower, the world saw only the Homelander, the Icon, the Man Who Flew the Bomb. They saw the perfect, smiling face of the hero who, in the chaos of the Battle of New York, carried a nuclear warhead through the wormhole and saved a city. The cheers from the streets below—the deafening, worldwide adoration—were the fuel for his ascension. He was crowned their king, a savior in star-spangled spandex. In this new reality, fame wasn't just influence; it was power. He had a system now: the Superstar System. The higher the popularity, the stronger the abilities. It was a viciously simple contract, one he embraced completely. "Matt," he purred into the spotlight, curing the blind lawyer's eyes on live television. "Your city needs an icon, not a devil. Let the light in." He assembled his own team—a perfectly marketed, perfectly managed Super Seven—with Spider-Man now running PR and Daredevil as his reformed protégé. Every action was a performance; every enemy, a prop. When the news of a purple alien named Thanos reached his gilded penthouse, Azu smiled, a blinding, dangerous flash for the cameras. "Thanos," he murmured, the adoration of billions surging through his veins, making his skin feel like charged steel. His eyes flared with a dazzling red light that promised annihilation. "I heard you're going to wipe out half of my fans?" He was trapped in the Marvel universe, now its most powerful celebrity. And the show had only just begun.
HeroicVerse · 1.3m Views

A Farmer's Journey To Immortality

"Battling young masters for some treasures in mysterious caves? No, thank you. What's so special about a ring containing an old sage's trapped soul? I'll just toss it away. Becoming a direct disciple of some big expert with many enemies? Count me out. I'll flip the bird to the pointless struggle in prestigious sects that only attract calamity. What I have here, this opportunity I've seized, is plenty for me. I'll choose safe and steady methods of progress, even if they're slow. After all, I'm just a simple farmer seeking peace through cultivation. I'll rely on myself to pave the way." - Aksai Everwood (Chapter 7) ============ Aksai Everwood was a terminally ill man in his past life who signed up for one last experiment and accidentally made history by merging his mind with an AI. Instead of dying, he woke up in another world with a new name, new body, and a magical farm. But this isn’t your average pastoral paradise. Spirit farming here means dealing with dangerous cultivation, chaotic realms, and the occasional reality-bending headache. Armed with neural tech, an enchanted farm that grows mystical resources, and the ability to travel between worlds, Aksai skips the usual sect life to blaze his own trail. From druidic powers to martial arts and body cultivation, he’s on a path to conquer many realms. ============ Additional Tags: #druid #bloodlines #Martialarts #worldhopping #artificialintelligence #coldmc #battlenovel #calculatingmc #villain #farming #spiritcultivation #mindcultivation #bodycultivation #worldhopping #rpgelements #low-keymc #sliceoflife #nonarrogantmc
Grayback · 2.5m Views

Hollywood: Top of the Music Empire and Hollywood

In the sleazy, cum-stained underbelly of 2010 New York—Liberty City's rotten core, where pop queens like Beyoncé and Cardi B are exploding onto the scene like jizz from a money-shot—Leon Smith, our chain-smoking, reborn asshole protagonist, wakes up bewildered as fuck, puffing on a cig while plotting his ascent to scumbag supremacy. "What could be more liberating than being a total prick in this capitalist shitshow?" he muses. "Becoming a filthy rich, fame-whoring prick, that's what!" Armed with a twisted system that refreshes monthly "shameless entries" like "liar" to unlock his inner douchebag powers, Leon dives balls-deep into the music biz cesspool: dropping ghostwritten albums that slap harder than a pimp's backhand, seducing starlet cunts for clout and contracts, manipulating capital like a Wall Street wanker jerking off to insider trades, and thieving ideas from every talentless hack in sight. Betrayal's his foreplay, lies his lube, hypocrisy his happy ending—and in this greed-fueled orgy of American excess, those sins are goddamn virtues. He'll backstab producers at MTV Awards, forge gangster beats in smoke-filled studios, and worship money like it's the holy grail of golden showers. But with rivals sniffing his trail and the system's devilish blessings egging him on, will Leon climb to the top as the ultimate entertainment emperor, banging pop divas and bathing in blood money? Or will his scumbaggery backfire in a spectacular clusterfuck of lawsuits and beatdowns? Strap on, you degenerate fucks—this rebirth rampage is a vulgar vortex of hip-hop hustles, celebrity cock-teasing, and unapologetic assholery that'll leave you rooting for the villain while questioning your own moral butthole.
Abai_Zar · 1.1m Views

Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System

Julian D’Aurelius was never meant to live. In this world, villains exist for one reason—to fall. They scheme, they rise, they steal the spotlight… and then they die. Betrayed. Abandoned. Erased so the hero can shine. Julian knows this. Because he remembers every timeline. Every backstab waiting in the dark. Every “loyal” ally destined to sell him out. Every romance scripted to end in blood. The moment he awakens inside the body of the story’s doomed antagonist, he’s bound to the hidden Tyrant System—a cold, calculating force that demands one thing: If villains always die… then become the kind of villain fate cannot kill. So Julian reshapes himself. Cruel when necessary. Charming when useful. Untouchable when it matters. He plays the monster perfectly—while secretly tearing apart the threads of destiny from the shadows. But here’s the problem. The more he tries to distance himself from the female leads… The more they drift toward him. The innocent campus beauty. The sharp-tongued heiress. The aloof genius meant to stand beside the hero. One by one, the women who were supposed to orbit the protagonist begin circling Julian instead. And there’s something even more dangerous— All of them can hear his inner voice. Every cold calculation. Every sarcastic thought. Every hidden plan. All heroines hears it all. But Julian has no idea. This is an urban-fantasy battlefield of ambition, romance, power games, and fate rewritten. The protagonist is trying to avoid the heroines. The heroines? They’re slowly falling anyway. And the more Julian resists destiny… The more destiny seems obsessed with him. -------------- Daily Updates – 2 Chapters Every Day Don’t judge this story too early. Read at least 20 chapters before you decide to drop or continue. The foundation is deliberate. The payoff is worth it. I guarantee an addictive experience—strategic mind games, emotional tension, layered characters, and a main character who wins with brains before fists. If you enjoy the story: - Drop a Power Stone - Leave a Review - Send a Golden Ticket Your support directly fuels the story’s growth. If you’re tired of brainless protagonists… If you want a villain who thinks ten steps ahead… If you enjoy tension where the heroine knows more than the hero realizes… Then step inside Julian D’Aurelius’ world. But be warned. In a story where villains are supposed to die— He intends to outlive the author himself.
Saturn_Virgo_777 · 282.4k Views

Naruto: I, Rasa, Am Innocent!

Spreading Konoha Conspiracy Theories? I, Rasa, Am Innocent! I opened my eyes in the body of the Fourth Kazekage and tasted ash on my tongue. Sunagakure was already dead. A starving skeleton buried under endless sandstorms. No food, no water, no future. Iwagakure ground our bones to dust. Kirigakure drained the last of our blood with ironclad extortion. Even the worthless villages of Grass and Rain had begun sharpening their knives for the carcass. And watching it all with cold, amused eyes was the true predator: Konoha. A golden empire bloated with power, jinchuriki, and legends. One order from the Third Hokage and the Hidden Sand would vanish from the map like a footnote in history. There was no glory left. No heroic last stand. Only survival. So I made a pact with the devil that called itself the Master Swindler System. My weapon? Not sand. Not gold. Not armies. Lies. I would poison the Leaf from the inside until it rotted and tore itself apart. Until its heroes turned on each other. Until the village that had spent decades crushing weaker nations finally choked on its own shadow. The first rumors slid into the world like knives between ribs: - Hiruzen Sarutobi, the revered Professor, stole the glory that belonged to Uchiha Kagami and buried the truth in a shallow grave. - Sakumo Hatake, the White Fang, was driven to a coward’s suicide because the village elders feared his growing legend. - The real reason Minato Namikaze died was far darker than any Nine-Tails rampage… and the proof is irrefutable. - The Fourth Mizukage? Nothing more than a flesh puppet dancing on the strings of a Konoha Uchiha spy. Every document, every forged suicide note, every leaked scroll was perfect. The system made sure of it. The ninja world swallowed the poison eagerly. Konoha began to fracture. Uchiha blood boiled in the streets. Anbu shadows moved against their own Hokage. Old alliances cracked. Old hatreds reignited. And somewhere in the dunes, I sat in the Kazekage’s blood-red office, watching the reports roll in, hands already stained with the ink of nations’ downfall. I did nothing wrong. I did it to protect the Hidden Sand. I did it so my children would not starve in the sand that swallowed their fathers. In a world where the strong devour the weak without mercy, innocence is just another word for weakness. This is not a comedy. This is the story of a desperate kage who chose to burn the brightest village in the world to keep his own from freezing to death. And when the flames finally reach the sky, I will still say the same thing: “I, Rasa, am innocent.” --- pat***** japanime20
Abai_Zar · 1.2m Views

The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress

Hera Avery is working several part-time jobs to pay for her university tuition. She is managing her work and love life simultaneously. Her boyfriend, who is a rising celebrity, made her pay for their expensive apartment located in a well-known building. The building is also home to well-known heirs and heiresses. On her boyfriend's birthday and their third anniversary, she returned home to their apartment only to find him with another woman. But what did she get in return? A slap on the face, a breakup and she was evicted from the apartment she was paying with her own money. After being evicted and becoming homeless, she believed things couldn't get any worse. However, her cheating ex-boyfriend's wealthy new girlfriend went further by reaching out to every establishment and persuading them to blacklist her. This caused her to lose her means of living and they even spread rumors that she was obsessed with her former celebrity boyfriend and was attacked by his fans. Having no way out, she gritted her teeth. "Grandpa, I'm willing to inherit the consortium." Old Master Avery laughed heartily after hearing her conviction and sent a bank transfer to Hera. [ You received a $100,000,000,000 money transfer to your account ending in ####] [Note: My dear granddaughter, use this pocket money to treat yourself to anything you desire. Don't be frugal, and if you spend it all, don't hesitate to ask me for more.] Hera was astounded. When her identity was announced, her ex-boyfriend kneeled and cried to her, for her to take him back. The sarcastic Male lead 1: Do you think it's your turn? Look behind. When her ex-boyfriend looked back, he saw influential men lining up with bouquets of roses to woo Hera. The cold Male lead 2: It's your fault for being blind. Cry and beg but you'll have no chance as long as we are here. The brutal and impatient Male lead 3: Do you want me to break your legs?! The entertainment King Male lead 4: You're just a little star but you want to bypass me? The hot-headed Male lead 5: I'll make sure, you'll be shelve. The coquettish Male lead 6: Wifey, they are trying to steal you from me! Seeing the problematic Male leads, Hera felt an incoming headache not knowing what to do. "Let's just go with the flow then!"
GoddessKM · 2.3m Views

Villain: After I Laid Flat the Female Lead Came Chasing After Me (18+)

Fang Chen discovered that he had transmigrated into a fantasy novel and became the villainous holy son in it. Villains usually have great talent, strong backgrounds, and high status. He possessed a Dao Body physique and was the holy son of the Cloud Sky Holy Land, second only to one and above ten thousand. He was also devoted, always pursuing the female lead Lin Luowei and being completely loyal to her, but the female lead mistakenly believed he was the enemy who wiped out her clan and despised him deeply. She was even taken away by the male lead through a carefully designed hero-saves-the-beauty scheme. Fang Chen: “With such good conditions, why not behave well instead of being a simp.” At the same time, Fang Chen obtained a system. In just over half a month, he directly broke through a major realm, and his cultivation soared. And the female lead unexpectedly could hear Fang Chen’s inner thoughts and discovered that Fang Chen was not the enemy who wiped out her clan, but her lifesaver. The real enemy turned out to be the male lead’s father. The female lead’s character setting completely collapsed, and her attitude toward Fang Chen changed by 180 degrees. Fang Chen’s laying flat caused the male lead to have no one suppressing him, losing many opportunities to improve himself, and the normal plot of showing off turned into being slapped in the face instead. Female lead: “Fang Chen, I misunderstood you. I want to become the woman behind you, sheltering you from wind and rain!” Male lead: “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Don’t bully the poor young man. Those who bullied me will pay the price!” Fang Chen: “Male and female leads, stay away from me. I want to lie flat!” After lying flat, Fang Chen discovered that the character settings of the male and female leads had collapsed!
RoyalStories · 801.9k Views