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[Ding!] [You have copied an Awakening Soul and awakened the S-Grade Limitless Ability.] [You have Copied an Awakening Soul and Awakened the S-Level Bloodline: God Eater!] [You have Copied an Awakening Soul and Awakened the S-Level Title: Shadow Monarch!] ______ In a world overrun by supernatural creatures of overwhelming power and savagery, the hope of survival rests with the Awakeners. White Sinclaw was one such awakener, but one defeated by his kindness of heart. Betrayed by the organization, his battle squad, made up of everyone who had ever fought loyally alongside him, was mercilessly slaughtered, and he himself found death at the claws of someone he thought was beloved to him. Just as death claimed him and he believed it was all over... White regressed 10 years into the past, right before the day of the awakening Ceremony. And instead of awakening his normal B-grade Psychic Talent, as he had in the past, he instead awakened a Primordial Grade Skill: Awakening Souls Copy. With it, he could obtain the Awakening Soul of any other awakener with just a touch. Armed with knowledge of the future and an overpowered supernatural system, White begins his journey, a relentless pursuit to surpass the universe's limitless horizon and claim a power no one before him has ever dared to grasp.

Transmigrated into the world of Douluo Dalu, you tell me I’ve become Qian Xunji, the Secret Chamber Douluo. Just as Qian Xunji was considering how to preserve the Spirit Hall from destruction— Red-clothed Cardinal: "Your Holiness, a report from below—someone named Bibi Dong in a small village awakened twin spirits and has innate full soul power. A super genius!" Qian Xunji: "Quick, trade Bibi Dong to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!" Cardinal: "Your Holiness, Yu Xiaogang, son of Yu Yuanzhen from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, wants to join Spirit Hall." Qian Xunji: "Quick, send Yu Xiaogang to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!" Cardinal: "Your Holiness, the Haotian Twin Stars are out on their journey with a peerless beauty by their side." Qian Xunji: "Looks like I’ll have to handle this one myself." Xiaoxue and Xiaochuan (Xiao San) slaughter Bibi Dong, the Seagod, the Rakshasa God, and the Shrek Seven Devils, turning the entire continent’s faith toward the Qian surname. First playthrough Tang San (Qian Renchuan) crushes the second playthrough (Shrek Seven Devils). 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  

Still, the last idea Dumbledore come up with took the cake, asking him to continue sitting in the same room with Snape while he was attacked mentally, again and again, baring his deepest secrets to him. Dumbledore must have been an idiot if he thought that he would ever agree to something like that once again, after that monster disguised as a teacher did his best to humiliate him. He acknowledged that giving Voldemort access to his mind wasn't exactly reasonable, but he would die before relying on Snape to fix anything, lest of his brain. He still remembered how Snape ruined Sirius' life just to satisfy his schoolyard grudge despite Dumbledore's orders to contrary at the end of the third year. Who would've guaranteed that he wouldn't do the same to ruin his in an attempt to get even with his father? With that in mind, he entered the library and sneaked his way into the restricted section. "Secrets of the mind," he murmured as he carefully pulled a book after a brief search. "I hope that is the one I'm looking for." Note: Porn with Plot Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/DarkLoreWriter

They were supposed to save the world. No one realized the deadly cocktail of bitterness, anger, resentment, and vengeance that was created when this team came together: the anachronistic war hero, the master assassin, the Winter Soldier, the fallen prince, the neglected schemer, the cast-aside scientist, the experiment gone very wrong, the archer, and the genius billionaire. They were supposed to be the heroes of Earth, its last and best defense. They were not supposed to become its conquerors. Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/DarkLoreWriter

He was sealed for six centuries for a crime he cannot remember. When Leylin awakens, the world he knew is gone. The gods who feared him are dead. The enemies who betrayed him are dust. And the girl who once reached his heart survives only as a fading legend. But one thing endured,the hunger. Leylin walks a world that has forgotten why it feared him…and reminds it. One city at a time.One god at a time.One sin at a time. This is not a hero’s return. This is the rise of something far worse. The Monarch of Sin has come back to finish what the heavens started.

A young man named Edger is thrust into a new world where his sister is none other than the powerful Grayfia Lucifuge. His childhood friend? The beautiful and spirited Rias Gremory. But edger has a secret: a system that allows him to recruit a demonic peerage from across the multiverse. As he gathers his followers, his influence expands far beyond the Underworld. Grayfia: "I'm no longer content with just being your sister, Edger." Rias: "My fiancé will only ever be you." Esdeath: "Master, please make me stronger." Watch as Edger's demonic family grows, transforming the heavens and countless other realms into his own dominion. He's not just building a peerage—he's forging a destiny that will shake the very foundations of every world he touches.

What happens when you're the most precious daughter of a Mafia kingpin one moment, and the next, you find yourself in an underworld black market, about to be auctioned off like cattle to a bunch of dangerous Dons like your father? This was the situation Lucrezia found herself. Born in a crime world that was against her personal values, she finds herself learning to accept things she never believed would be normal for her. By day, she was a surgeon, saving lives with good hands and a disciplined heart but by night, she was the daughter of the most feared Mafia Don in Montoverra, a city ruled by violence and blood-stained power. However, everything shatters the night her father is executed in their mansion. The Alexandro estate is betrayed and destroyed, sending the underworld into chaos and being the only child of the mafia king, Lucrezia is captured. When she wakes up, she finds herself in the black market her father once controlled, thrown onto an auction stage like property. Just when she is almost sold to an old man thrice her age, "One billion dollars!" Someone bids an outrageously high price for her, breaking the black market's records. She barely sees the buyer right there, only a pair of dark eyes trained on her and she is quickly brought to a mansion, twice the size of her father's estate. No one in Montoverra had an estate bigger than her father's so who was this mysterious man? She had expected torture, degradation and death but Instead, she finds something worse. Her captor is Maverick Vale—the new Don and godfather of the criminal world… But also the boy her father once adopted...only he no longer served her– he owned her. Now trapped inside the enemy’s mansion, Lucrezia must survive the man who bought her while uncovering the truth behind her father’s assassination. Because in this world, love is a weakness… And the most dangerous thing a Don can desire… Is the daughter of a past mafia king, whose blood lies in his hands.

Arthur Sterling died exactly as he lived: a ruthless liquidator who spent his life gutting the weak for the powerful. Reborn as a starving beggar in the muddy slums of a magical world, Arthur realizes a sickening truth: the "Gods" of the higher realms treat this universe exactly like his old enemies treated their victims. It is a disposable battery farm. Mortals are just livestock. And the world is ripe for the harvest. Arthur refuses to be a pawn in a rigged game ever again. He isn't going to slowly climb this universe's cultivation ranks. He is going to conquer it from the top down. [Ding!] [Congratulations on Activating the 10,000x Infinite Return System] [Passive Skill 'Bind' Unlocked: All Experience, Cultivation, and Insights gained by Bound Targets are passively transferred to the Host at a 10,000x multiplier.] Why lift a finger to train when the world is full of eager, naive heroes willing to bleed for you? Arthur slaps his first Binder on a plucky "Chosen One." The boy sweats blood to swing a wooden sword a thousand times. [Ding!] [Target 'Caden Cross' has completed 1,000 sword swings.] [10,000x Multiplier Activated!] [Host has gained: 10,000,000 perfect strikes. Forging Domain-Level Sword Intent!] His mortal body violently restructures into that of an apex predator, but he doesn't stop there. Arthur aggressively expands his reach. He binds an untouchable Arch-Mage suffering from an ancient curse and a terrifying Demon Empress chained in the abyssal depths. Feeding on their passive energy, he tears through the absolute limits of the Mortal Domain in mere days. The cataclysmic influx of cosmic power forcefully rewrites his DNA, forging the Dimensional Breaker Physique. It is an impossible, reality-defying vessel, a body so devastatingly dense that it completely nullifies the physical laws, supreme curses, and crushing gravity of the universe itself. To Arthur, the arrogant deities of the Apex Realm and the Celestial Court aren't untouchable Gods. They are just bloated tyrants sitting on stolen power, waiting to be dethroned. When the Heavens finally notice the anomaly and descend to enforce their absolute laws, Arthur doesn't bow. He forcefully severs the planet's leylines, transforms an entire floating academy into an apocalyptic dreadnought - the Ebon Citadel - and blasts his way into the higher dimensions. Armed with a pitch-black sword wreathed in the Primordial Flame of creation, Arthur Sterling is coming for the throne of the multiverse. The Gods built a slaughterhouse to harvest the weak. The new Emperor is here to burn it to the ground.

[Female Protagonist + No System + Evil Demon + Muzan's Faction + Pillar Slayer] Many years later, when Tsugikuni Mitsuba faces the final battle against the Demon Slayer Corps at Infinity Castle, she will recall that morning when she brought Yoriichi to watch Michikatsu practice swordsmanship. Perhaps it was from that day that the fate of the three Tsugikuni siblings was sealed... My name is Tsugikuni Mitsuba, younger sister of the Child of God, Upper Rank One of the Twelve Kizuki, best secretary of Demon King Muzan, thief of divine authority, manipulator of fate, the only usurper in this world, and the nightmare of the Demon Slayer Corps for hundreds of years. And also, the ender of the Ubuyashiki Clan's thousand-year obsession. "People die every moment in this world. Who kills them, who is killed—what difference does it make?" "Magnificent resolve! Then let me see clearly whether you can break free from this prison called fate!" "Alright, let's wrap this up quickly. I still have to rush back for a meeting later..." PS: The female protagonist is a pure demon from Muzan's faction, not a spy demon with a body in the demon camp but a heart in the Demon Slayer Corps. ____________________ If you want to read more chapters, you can support me on Patreon. Patreon members get early access to upcoming chapters while also helping support the story! patreon.com/dzeref887

(Vol. 1 completed. Vol. 2 ongoing...) Synopsis: A politician from Earth gets transmigrated into a semi-familiar cultivation world, where typical xianxia protagonists are cooking trouble in every corner of the street. Guided by a unique system, he begins to amass a legion of such children of destiny, manipulating each of them into becoming his partners-in-crime. What to expect: 1. Extremely overpowered enemies who actually have a brain. 2. Side Characters who make impact on the story 3. MC schemes more than he fights, and he ALWAYS fights dirty. 4. There are tons of scheming by side characters that even the MC can't easily deconstruct. 5. MC's cultivation method is messed up beyond anything you've read on Webnovel. It grows wilder with each arc. So don't expect typical power-ups and revenge subplots. 6. Dry, lowbrow comedy. Additional Tags: Time Travellers, Transmigrators, Reincarnators, Regressors, Machiavellian Characters, Ruthless Scheming, Villainous MC, Multiple Timelines, Paradoxes, Extensive Worldbuilding, System, Survival, Yanderes, Overpowered Female Leads, Enemies To Lovers, Villainesses, No NTR or Yuri, Mysterious Past, Bloodlines, Multiple Power Systems, Politics, Older Love Interests, Master-Disciple Relationship, Wholesome Relationships, Kingdom Building.

This is the story of a reincarnated human and his rise to power from being a slave under the great house of Odin to climbing to the peak after realizing why exactly cultivators are not common at all and even if one were to search all there life on how to become one they will not if not Deemed worthy by the world A/N hey I am a new author kind of I tried to make novels in the past but they were all really bad however this time I intend to make a interesting novel also the cultivation system is quite unique in my opinion so check it out also I will try to improve my story telling to a high degree so some chapters may be better then others in the future

[100% ORIGINAL - HIGH-QUALITY] "Kimimaro Was Wasted, So I’ll Fix That!" In canon, Kimimaro was a joke. One of Naruto’s forgettable side antagonists, dead before the plot even mattered. Locked in a cage by his clan, dragged out only to die for Orochimaru, and discarded by the world. A sickly prodigy wasted as nothing more than a pawn. Then I woke up as Kimimaro. The tragic flower meant to bloom for others and wither in silence? Not this time. I know how his story ends, and I refuse to repeat it. Bonds? Chains. Devotion? A joke. Weakness? Death. If my clan betrayed me, I’ll betray the world. If they put me in a cage, I’ll put the world in a cage of bones. I’m done being a pawn. I’m done being a tool. And I’ll never be forgotten. If you want to be cherished, you need strength first. So I’ll climb the staircase one step at a time… until the whole world kneels to me. >>> Want to read way ahead? Patreon has up to 80 advanced chapters -----> patreon.com/xebec6677 Warnings: * MC is generally amoral, power-hungry, and sometimes outright villainous. * Yes, there’s a harem involving both canon and OCs, kept logical and believable. * NO system, no stats, no cheat menus - just Naruto-world plotting and power growth. * This isn’t canon. Expect many fitting OCs, fan additions, etc. Ripple effect plot changes also pile up hard. * Timeline purists beware: the original story itself had inconsistencies. Don’t expect “perfect” chronology. * Expect darker politics, deeper worldbuilding, and deliberate writing quality. [REMEMBER: This is 100% not a translation. Not low-tier and garbage 'writing', and definitely not robotic or AI-like in appearance.] Other titles I had in mind: "Wait, I’m Kimimaro? Yeah, This World’s Screwed" "From Orochimaru’s Tool to Everyone’s Tyrant!" I'm also the author of - - - - - - - > I’m the Last Senju, and the Hokage Wants Me Dead! - - - Posted only on this site and ScribbleHub.

[100% ORIGINAL - HIGH-QUALITY] "I, the Last Senju, Will Tear Down the Leaf From Within!", My first B-rank mission was supposed to be routine. Instead, ROOT tried to fry my brain so the enemy could “finish me off.” Why? Because I’m the last heir of the Senju revivalist faction, the same one Hiruzen and Danzō erased in the last war. Now I’m trapped on a Genin team with a Hatake who lives for battle, a Hyūga who won’t stop watching me, and a sensei tied to the Hokage’s leash. Their job is to see me buried. Mine is to survive and prepare. War is coming. I’ll use it to rebuild from the ground up: Senju bloodline unlocked, elements fused and mastered, the Gates forced open, Sage arts claimed, and no ceiling left above me. I’ll charm allies, bury enemies, 'repopulate' a clan, and plan my revenge. Konoha thinks I’m some prey, but they’re dead wrong. >>> Want to read way ahead? Patreon has up to 70 advanced chapters -----> patreon.com/xebec7766 WARNINGS: * Amoral, power-hungry MC. Transmigrated. Harem with real plot impact, * Tsunade plus two OCs from Konoha’s great clans, others possible. * NO system, no stat screens, just raw Naruto-world powers and growth. * Expect a darker, politically heavy, butterfly-effect rewrite of the timeline. * Don’t expect canon accuracy with ages or chronology, or no fan inclusions. * High-quality English, heavy worldbuilding, logical and detailed plotting. [REMEMBER: This is 100% not a translation. Not low-tier and garbage 'writing', and definitely not robotic or AI-like in appearance.] Other titles I had in mind: "They Tried to Assassinate Me, But I Ended Up in Tsunade’s Tent Instead...", "Hiruzen, Retire Gracefully - Orochimaru Got My Vote for The Hokage!" - - - Posted only on this site and ScribbleHub. I'm also the author of - - - - - > Oops, I’m Kimimaro? Guess I’ll Be the Final Villain!

A person from earth is reincarnated in the Harry Potter World as Draco Malfoy. Armed with future knowledge, he tries to defeat all obstacles while protecting his family, fighting Voldemort and figuring out how to deal with teenage girls. No cheats NOTE :-This is translation of a Chinese fanfiction i have no claim over this fanfic or its characters Disclaimer Note: I am only translating this fanfiction. I do not own the original story, its characters, or any part of the Harry Potter franchise. or this fanfiction I am not making any profit from this translation; it is created solely for entertainment purposes.

In some minor plane, an acolyte wakes up with a strange ring that talks to him. Cursed artefacts, though dangerous, are often keys to becoming stronger. For Greem, however, this is just a new beginning. Warning: There will be strong alternate universe. Though the power system is highly similar, the events first take place in Albion, a minor plane that was once conquered by magi.

"Minerva", was that Albus' voice, she wondered to herself? She'd known him for many, many years, throughout war and peace, but had never heard him sound so defeated as he did right now. "Minerva, please gather up some of the crowd, Mundungus, Sturgis perhaps." Now fear was coursing through her. "What is it Albus, surely it isn't him ?" "No, no no. I'm sorry to have frightened you. Harry Potter has been placed in a muggle orphanage. I just want the place watched for the next while. Just until things calm down at least. After that, we can check in on him at monthly intervals or so." Her first thought was to tell Albus she had told him so, leaving The-Boy-Who-Lived with such horrific muggles as the Dursleys could never have come to anything good. Instead, she just said, "Certainly Albus, where is this orphanage?". Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!

[Warning! - Mature R18+ Contents] [Read at your own discretion] I didn’t reincarnate as the hero. Of course not. I woke up as the main villain of a romantasy novel, the guy whose entire job is to be powerful, miserable, and conveniently dead by the final arc so the hero can get the girl. Unfortunately for the plot, I’ve read this book. I know every bad decision I’m supposed to make, every red flag I’m meant to wave, and the exact moment the heroine is supposed to fall in love with someone else. Hard pass. Instead of acting like an emotionally stunted tyrant, I start fixing things I was meant to ruin. I help when I shouldn’t. I show up when the hero’s supposed to. And somehow, I keep ending up alone with the heroines, having conversations that were never in the script. They laugh. They look at me differently. The story starts acting weird. Now the hero’s losing his “chosen one” aura, the romance flags are pointing in my direction, and fate seems personally offended by my existence. Because if I’m already the villain… I might as well steal the plot, rewrite the ending, and fall in love while I’m at it.

Some folks call magic a miracle. Others call it power. To Lucian Ashford, it’s just mountains of shitcode—gorgeous relics, sure, but every single one crawling with cracks, begging for a proper restoration. Last life, he was the Palace Museum’s elite restorer, coaxing centuries-old artifacts back to life. This life, he’s Ravenclaw’s “Ashen Scholar.” While everyone else is still drilling spell pronunciations like their lives depend on it, Lucian pushes his silver-rimmed glasses up his nose, flicks the invisible strings of raw magic in the air, and makes a feather spin a perfect ballet in mid-air. “Pronunciation is nothing but an emotional trigger,” he says coolly. “If you can steer the bullet yourself, why the hell are you screaming?” While Hermione Granger is busy memorizing Standard Book of Spells, Lucian is sketching clean geometries across parchment with a calligraphy brush. “Miss Granger, those books only hold dead history. I’m writing the living future.” When Voldemort hurls the Killing Curse to broadcast his terror, Lucian studies the streak of green light with the cold eye of a master craftsman. “Sloppy structure. Magic circuits drowning in noise. And the aesthetics? Pure trash.” A faint, razor-sharp smile. “Tom, your spells are exactly like your soul-slicing—nothing but ugly patches on top of ugly patches.” Dumbledore lowers his half-moon spectacles and murmurs, “I’ve never met a more dangerous student. The way he looks at Hogwarts… it’s like he’s staring at one giant, irresistible workbench.” Snape’s lip curls, but even he can’t hide the grudging respect. “As much as it pains me to admit it… his potion logic is revoltingly flawless.” Ollivander’s voice drops to a whisper as he hands over the wand: “That wand didn’t choose its master. It knelt before a tyrant.” This is the tale of an outsider repairman who dismantles the world with elegance and rewrites every rule he touches. I came. I saw. I deconstructed. Even death itself? Just a slightly more complicated equation.

The night Elias Crow lost everything, the world laughed. Once a carnival trickster who lived to make people smile, Elias watched his family burn in a fire he was too afraid to face. Homeless, broken, and drowning in guilt, he decides to end his life. But death refuses him. Instead, he awakens inside a shifting temple where the walls laugh at his cowardice and a mysterious painting watches his every step. At the heart of the temple lies a coffin… and inside it, a power the gods once tried to erase. When Elias opens it, something ancient awakens within him. A fragment of a forgotten god. Now thrown into a strange world beneath a lavender sky, hunted by forces he doesn’t understand, Elias must survive using a terrifying ability: Mimic — the power to steal abilities, knowledge, and even divine authority. But far beyond the stars, ancient gods have begun to notice something impossible. A flame they once extinguished has begun to burn again. Because Elias Crow is not just a broken boy. He is the reincarnation of Kael — the Fifth Flame, the god of chaos who once made heaven laugh… and burn. And this time, the joke will be on the gods.

The Return of the Cold King After years of self-imposed exile in Paris, Kang Ha-joon returns to Seoul to take his place as the heir to the JS Group. Hardened by a childhood tragedy and a mother who treats business like war, Ha-joon has no room for sentiment—until he meets his match in his own office. The Fearless Troublemaker Kim Han-eun is a spirited, hardworking employee who lives by one rule: never let the "sharks" see you blink. But after one too many drinks at a company dinner, she accidentally leaves a scathing voicemail for her terrifying boss, calling him a "Grumpy Kangaroo" and criticizing his lack of a heart. A Fragment of the Past Instead of firing her, Ha-joon becomes obsessed. In Han-eun’s fiery eyes, he sees Hanu, the girl from his childhood who was ripped away from him after a mysterious "accident"—a past his mother claimed never existed. As he draws Han-eun closer to uncover the truth, he realizes she has no memory of him or their shared trauma. The Shadow Protector The stakes rise when Lee Min-juh, a brilliant venture capitalist and Ha-joon’s fiercest rival, enters the fray. Min-juh has been Han-eun’s silent guardian for years, and he knows exactly what Ha-joon’s mother did to erase Han-eun’s memories. To protect her, he is willing to dismantle Ha-joon’s empire piece by piece. The Ultimate Choice As corporate secrets and suppressed memories collide, Han-eun must decide: is Ha-joon the monster her boss appears to be, or the boy who has been searching for her for twenty years? In a world where love is a liability, only one man can win her heart—and the other might just burn everything down to stop him.