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Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I Am the White Emperor of Heaven!

Transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, he became Dai Chengfeng, the fourth prince of the Star Luo Empire, and awakened the White Tiger Martial Soul. The ancestors of the Dai family had decreed that the first three soul rings of the White Tiger Soul must be identical for the best combination! However, Dai Chengfeng refused to configure his soul skill according to the ancestral regulations. The White Tiger belongs to metal and is a master of slaughter. What on earth is this White Tiger Guardian Barrier? As a result, the Emperor of Star Luo banished Dai Chengfeng in anger, ordered the Zhu family to cancel the marriage engagement, and prepared to temper Dai Chengfeng's arrogance. Years later. Upon meeting Dai Chengfeng again, Dai Mubai was surprised to find that his younger brother not only did not become useless due to absorbing the wrong soul ring, but his White Tiger Spirit was worlds apart from his own! ... Dai Mubai: "We both have the White Tiger Soul, but compared with Dai Chengfeng, why does my soul seem more like a house cat?!" Tang San: "Even my Blue Silver Emperor instinctively fears Dai Chengfeng's soul? You call this a White Tiger?" Asura God: "Oh no! His murderous aura is even thicker than mine, the Asura God. Is he targeting me?!" Star Luo Emperor: "Well, does Chengfeng know his mistake now?" "Reporting to Your Majesty, Prince Chengfeng has already become a god!" Emperor of Star Luo: "???." Dai Chengfeng: I am the White Emperor! The Holy Spirit of Heaven! The ominous god, governing all killings under heaven, and also the master of innate Ultimate Metal! THIS IS A TRANSLATION. Advanced chapters at: patreon.com/EphemeralShadow
EphemeralShadow · 2.3m Views

THE CLAWLESS ALPHA.

The future Alpha Kael Silverstone is dying in Heart. At twenty-four, he's the only Alpha in living memory who cannot shift into his wolf. No claws. No supernatural strength. No healing. Just a cursed man desperately clinging to a pack that's losing faith in him. Nineteen years ago, his father's attempt to steal ancient magic backfired, locking Kael's wolf away forever behind a barrier of dark magic. Now the Council head Elders has given him an ultimatum: break the curse in six months or surrender his pack to rival Alphas. Chief among them is Vincent Blackthorn, a ruthless Alpha who orchestrated the original curse and has been circling Silverstone territory, waiting for Alpha Kael's inevitable downfall. Alpha Kael has accepted his fate. The curse is unbreakable. His pack will fall. There's nothing left but fighting until the end. Then Aria Thorne crashes into his life and changes everything. Aria is a rogue running from her past. Three years ago, she watched her entire family murdered by an Alpha trying to steal the ancient First Blood magic flowing through their veins, magic that can heal impossible wounds, break curses, and grant power beyond imagination. She barely escaped and has been hiding ever since, building walls around her heart, trusting no one, swearing never to let another Alpha control her. Then Vincent's rogues attack her, and Alpha Kael intervenes. Their eyes meet and the mate bond hits them both like lightning. For the first time in nineteen years, Alpha Kael's dormant wolf stirs. Aria feels the pull too, that soul-deep recognition werewolves spend lifetimes searching for. But she doesn't want a mate. Especially not a cursed Alpha who represents everything she's running from. Alpha Kael offers her protection in exchange for answers about why his wolf responds to her. Aria reluctantly agrees, telling herself it's temporary. But living together ignites something neither expected. The mate bond burns between them, hot, demanding, impossible to ignore. Every touch sends electricity through their skin. Every heated argument ends with them inches apart, fighting a desire that threatens to consume them both. Aria discovers her magic can crack the barrier holding Alpha Kael's wolf. But breaking a nineteen-year curse requires the ultimate sacrifice: she must give up her power forever, become completely vulnerable, and trust the one thing she swore never to trust again the Alpha's promise to protect her. Meanwhile, Vincent escalates his attacks, killing innocents to force Aria's surrender. The Council demands proof their mate bond is real, giving them three months to break the curse or lose everything. And Aria uncovers the devastating truth: Vincent orchestrated both Alpha Kael's curse and her family's murder, and he won't stop until he claims First Blood magic for himself. When Vincent brings an army to Silverstone's doorstep, Aria must choose: surrender to save innocent lives or stand and fight beside the Alpha she's falling for. Her choice triggers Alpha Kael's violent transformation—his wolf finally tears free in an explosion of silver fur and ancient power. But breaking the curse comes with consequences neither anticipated, and Vincent escapes promising revenge. Now they must face the main question: what are they willing to sacrifice for love when trust has been their greatest enemy.
Omolola_Akinola · 335 Views

Born to Be a Necromancer

In 2030, the world did something it had never done before — it calmed down. Wars halted at the negotiation table, political conflicts faded into reasonable compromises, and global trade flowed without the poison of greed. By 2031, even the poorest could eat, study, and receive medical care. Technology soared forward, pushing humanity into what looked like a golden age of peace. In 2032, that same united world released a game. "Last Chance"—a full-immersion ARMMO created in partnership by every major game studio on the planet. Hundreds of classes, no fixed quests, no rails. Just freedom: to grow, to explore, to fight, and to carve your own legend in a living, breathing virtual world. Within a year, almost half of humanity was playing. "Last Chance" became more than a game. It was culture, economy, religion, and addiction rolled into one. And in 2040, reality shattered. The truth emerged: not just the era of peace, but all of human history—every war, every revolution, every miracle and disaster—had been part of a colossal simulation. An endless cycle of births and deaths, victories and tragedies, all designed with a single purpose: to forge the strongest possible souls. Outside that artificial history, the true human race stood on the brink of extinction, clinging to a desperate plan. From countless simulated lifetimes, they would select a handful of reincarnated players and call them "heroes," sending them back to the real world as humanity's final weapons. Among those chosen, one name barely deserved to be on the list. Blake Dranver Rabengard—statistically the weakest of all selected heroes, and the only one bound to the forbidden class: Necromancer. While the other saviors command holy light, elemental storms, and swords that split the sky, Blake walks a different path: one that controls death itself. In a dying reality where every living warrior is already not enough… perhaps the only hope left is the man who can command the dead. Because if the entire history of humanity was nothing but a training ground, then this world is no longer asking to be saved— It's asking to be rewritten.
Bollado · 2.4k Views

Death Game Players in the Conan World

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much
SoraKeith · 47.2k Views