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Betrayed. Crippled. Left to die. The woman Lin Wei loved shattered his dantian and offered his body to the Heavenly Forge Sect like scrap metal. They called him talentless. Trash. A blacksmith unworthy of cultivation. So he crawled into the forbidden Grave Vein to die. Instead, something answered. [Ding! Soulforge System activated.] Love becomes power. Devotion becomes artifacts. Heartbreak becomes cultivation. The deeper the bond, the stronger he grows. But when trust breaks… his power regresses. His soul cracks. And the backlash can kill. Now hunted by the Sovereign Yue Tian and the Heavenly Forge Sect, Lin Wei must forge strength from the very emotions this world calls weakness. A scarred saintess stands beside him. A child depends on him. Every new bond is both a weapon… and a ticking time bomb. In a world where emotion is impurity, he will prove it is the ultimate forge. But if his heart shatters again— The heavens will burn with it.

I’m a scammer. Not the loud, careless kind—no. I lure rich, lonely men into fake love stories and drain them slowly. Money first. Thrill second. And the best part? Ghosting them. The endless messages they send afterward, begging, spiraling, knowing I’ll never come back. It was productive. It was fun. Until I met him. Now I’m the one begging—for him to leave me. Devlinn Everything about her was fake. The smile. The words. The affection dripping through a screen. That’s what pulled me in. I was willing to play along. After all, darling Rae doesn’t know this yet—but I’m not an easy target. And I never lose a game I choose to play. He’s a charming psychopath with an agenda of his own. She scams hearts for a living. He steals minds for fun. What starts as a con turns into a psychological trap, where obsession replaces control and karma comes calling—slow, cruel, and unavoidable. Because some games aren’t meant to be won. And some calls shouldn’t be answered.

I didn’t know a human life could have a price. Until I heard mine. The room was dark. Cold. Full of men who didn’t see me as a person only as something to own. Numbers were called out. Higher. Louder. Like they were fighting over art. Except the art was me. And then a voice cut through the noise. Calm. Deep. Final. “Sold.” I didn’t see his face clearly that night. Just shadows. Just power. Just the feeling that my life had just ended… or maybe begun. The man who bought me is not just a crime lord. He is the reason my father is dead. Now I live in his world a world of danger, secrets, and control. He watches me like I belong to him. He speaks like he already owns my future. And every time he comes close, I hate the way my heart betrays me. I want revenge. I want freedom. But in a place where shadows rule and trust is dangerous… what happens when the only man who can destroy you is the only one who makes you feel alive? Some prices are paid in money. Mine will be paid in blood.

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

Andrew Black — A Tale of Levison Dalte is a dark, multi-part saga set in the kingdom of Wruning. It follows Levison, a young assassin shaped by violence, who at the age of twelve slit his own brother’s throat by request. Not just any request, but one made by the brother himself, and sanctioned by the Black Association, an infamous group of killers. Nine years have passed. The nightmares haven’t. Levi is still haunted by green eyes, black dragons and a brother who only ever asks one thing: forgiveness. But Levi doesn’t forgive. He doesn’t wish peace on the brother who left him behind to save himself. Levi wants him to suffer. And yet, it’s Levi who cannot escape the torment. Now, the name no one has dared to whisper since that blood-soaked night resurfaces alongside secrets that threaten the very foundations of the Black Association… and the bearable existence Levi has only just managed to carve out for himself, a life stitched together not with joy, but with survival. It begins with a letter. A request for death. Sent to Andrew Black “the Father” to his sons and reigning head of the Association by none other than Merlissa Highmore, the beloved niece of the king. Heartbroken and desperate, she pleads for her life to end. Andrew sends his most troubled, most loyal assassin to assess the situation. Levison. Neither man expects what follows. What begins as a simple mission spirals into a war of ghosts and grief, dragging them all into a web of loss, vengeance, and unraveling identities. For Levi, what was meant to be a clean job becomes something far messier, something sweeter. Bound by shared tragedy, Merlissa and Levi find themselves entangled in a love with an expiration date. Because once Andrew Black accepts your name… survival is never part of the deal. Still, Levi hopes. Through Merlissa, and through others—Gavin, his cheery and devoted servant; Audria, the crown princess hiding a double life; Mortis, the old, caring physician; Hugh, a fellow “Son”; and Master Luu, Levi’s brutal mentor —Levi starts to open his heart again. But for every step forward, death drags him back two thousand steps.

Wondered if a cryptomining app would make you a Superhero..or villain? Damen Dark is an unfortunate orphan trapped in a cruel household, forced to endure the abuse of his uncle, his family, and a world that seems determined to break him. One ordinary day, he receives a mysterious link on his phone advertising a new app—DemCoin, a cryptocurrency mining program. Damen knows it’s probably a scam. But curiosity gets the better of him. At first, the app seems harmless. It “mines” coins by targeting living beings—stray animals… and people. With little expectation, Damen uses it as a private outlet for his bottled-up anger, siphoning coins from those who torment him: his family, his classmates, the bullies who rule the streets. It feels like justice. It feels good. But DemCoin is far more than a mining app. As Damen accumulates enough coins, hidden features unlock—features that allow him to target individuals and steal their powers. What begins as survival turns into temptation, and temptation into transformation. With every stolen ability, Damen grows stronger… and more dangerous. Now faced with unimaginable power, Damen must choose who he will become. Will he take revenge on a world that never showed him mercy, or rise as a hero to protect it? The truth lies somewhere in between. In a cruel twist of fate, Damen soon realizes the irony of power: the stronger he becomes, the greater the threats that hunt him. And worse still, DemCoin is not just a tool—it is a force, subtly guiding his path. Whether he knows it or not, the app isn’t shaping him into a savior. It is forging a supervillain. And Damen Dark may have no choice but to become exactly that.

Under the sterile, clinical hum of the 'God Hands' Gallery, the hollow decadence of Rich City bled into a menacing bass drone—a monolithic engine primed to devour the weak. Vera moved with the fluidity of a phantom, but the biometric smart-locks had already snared her, freezing her in her tracks. Trapped between cold marble and reinforced glass, she found herself staring into a pair of crimson retinas. They burned with the fire of lethal discipline—a man who lived by the blade and the fist, now rendered powerless by a single, jagged line of code. The air turned static as a frequency jammer shrieked to life, sealing them in a tomb of dangerous isolation. Two apex predators, now prey to the same trap, realized the bitter truth: survival was a pact written in blood. One needed a flawless physical distraction; the other, an impossible digital crack. Their negotiation was a silent language, a hidden cipher exchanged in the tense space between shoulder blades. Who will emerge from the wreckage, and what price will be paid for a mere ten-second window? Inspired by: LINE Let's Get Rich ©Netmarble Trigger Warning: Violence, Psychological Trauma, Lethal Action

For eighty years, Ye Wuji lived as a humble coffin maker, and in that time, he learned one immutable truth: the universe is profoundly unfair. The heavens play favorites. The mighty are blessed, the weak are crushed, and the cosmos cares nothing for the struggles of ants—no matter how grand their ambitions. But death? Death is the great equalizer. The only thing a mortal and a god share equally is their final moment. When Ye Wuji awakens the legendary Heaven Burial Coffin—a vessel for incomprehensible power—he gains the power to enforce that equality. Any being he kills and lays to rest within the coffin surrenders not just their life, but their very lifespan to him, mixed with their memories. With each burial, his own years multiply, stretching toward infinity. Thus begins his eternal journey. Driven by the quiet conviction that all things must end, and that those who refuse owe a debt to the natural order, Ye Wuji becomes the Harbinger of the End. He walks the hidden paths between realms, steering worlds and civilizations from the shadows toward their long-overdue conclusions. The immortal races who have cheated time for eons. The gods who hoard cosmic destiny. The ancient powers who believe themselves beyond the reach of fate. All of them will meet Ye Wuji. All of them will enter the coffin. With a near-endless stolen lifespan, he builds an impossible foundation over millennia, cultivating not through talent or luck, but through sheer, patient accumulation. He becomes a ghost in the machinery of existence—a figure whispered of in terrified myths, a dread that even gods cannot name. They fear him not because he is cruel, but because he is inevitable. Even the Heavenly Dao, the very law that governs reality, cannot escape him forever. For Ye Wuji is not a conqueror nor a villain but a simple coffin maker, finishing a long-overdue commission. And for the things that refuse to end... the Heaven Burial Coffin is waiting.

The members of the Emilia camp find themselves in a theater. In that place, they see all of Subaru's failed loops during Arc 1-5. (+Rem's awake) (Source: Re:Zero Anime) (Original idea by Reactionist I believe)

Dungeons may mean adventure for heroes… but someone still has to clean them up. Hope is an energetic and carefree young man who steps in after the heroes defeat the boss and claim their loot, repairing traps, resetting monsters, and treating all the chaos like a “normal workday.” However, one day this ordinary routine is shattered, and Hope finds himself thrown into gladiator arenas, fleeing through chaotic dungeons filled with strange monsters, traveling alongside odd allies, and facing missions that grow more dangerous with each step.

In the nation of Avrael, power is both a blessing and a curse. Sixteen-year-old Ayato Daath, a poor orphan, had always hoped to live unnoticed in the shadows of the city. But when he is forced to undergo The Rite of Manifestation, the ritual that determines one’s magical potential, his worst fear comes true he is an Elite. Now torn from the only life he’s ever known, Ayato is thrust into a brutal world of magic, bloodshed, and treacherous politics. In a society where the strong prey on the weak, where rival factions scheme in the dark, and where a single misstep could mean death, Ayato must quickly learn one thing; adapt, or perish. And one thing Ayato already knows is that in Avrael, only the ruthless survive.

A mercenary in black must undertake a retrieval mission for his organization in a strange corner of the Kingdom called 'The City of Rain.' There is a gem he must find before the organization will grant him his most desired wish. With this hope in his heart, and a resolve to no longer dirty his hands, he goes, but he finds that he may have to take more than the mission in mind.

Therapist by day, still therapist by night, albeit for ghosts before he exterminates them. Meet Chen Mo, the ghosts’ favourite exorcist, who listens to their hearts' emotions before shoving a dagger through their motionless hearts. He keeps the living content with life at day and the dead content with death at night. Ghosts are regretful souls floating on the fine line between the living and the dead. Driven by sorrow and stubbornness, they exist to win a second chance at life. But the world has placed a price tag: a life for a life. Thus began the cycle of killing, with exorcists painstakingly trying to put an end to it. Chen Mo has never left a job unfinished... until now, when he encounters his first love as a ghost, as his target. Chen Mo struggles between obeying the rules of exorcism and satisfying personal desires, as he attempts to find the most humane possible method to resurrect her, all while going against the Global Exorcism Association.

Synopsis Uchiha Kenzo transmigrates one year before the night of the Uchiha Clan massacre, armed with knowledge of the future and a mysterious system that grants him strength whenever he kills. What will he do? Of course, he will kill — not out of hatred or petty revenge. No, far from it. Because the greatest sin in this world is not greed, lust, sloth, pride, wrath, envy, or gluttony. It is weakness. Weakness is the greatest sin anyone can possess in this universe. The strong prey on the weak. The wise deceive the foolish. This is the law of heaven and earth — and also the true beauty of reality. ⸻ Author’s Note I have a few things to say before this novel begins. First, this is my first time writing, so please expect some minor mistakes, as English is not my first language. Second, this is an original story, not a translation. ⸻ What to Expect (and What Not to Expect) This story will not contain any form of romance or mercy. I plan to focus heavily on killing, so yes, it will include gore and various forms of violence. Many original characters may die, so please bear with me. If you notice any mistakes, feel free to point them out in the comments — I will do my best to correct them. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy the story.

Max, a man who has chosen a different, slower path. Most active players who haven't given up on completing the game go to higher floors soon after they get unlocked, if not immediately. However, the main character thinks that there must be a reason each world is so large and detailed. There must be a reward for exploring a world thoroughly, even if it has been cleared after defeating the main boss monster. And so, he decides to stay and do what he has always loved to do in video games, explore and discover. To embark on an epic adventure. Or maybe he was simply scared in the early stages of the game. This is a deadly game after all, one in which millions are trapped.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

First, I drank beer on the couch... Then I fought for freedom and democracy on hundreds of planets, for the glory of Super Earth... And now I find myself in a world of Jedi and Sith, where the latter want to destroy everything I held so dear! But that's not going to happen. *** Og name: Звёздные Войны: Немного Демократии Read the story months ahead of the public release — early chapters are available on my Patreon: patreon.com/Granulan

Hana thought she knew how to play the game. After getting kicked out of every school in the city, the quiet mountain town of Villaluz was supposed to be her final destination. But the rules here are different. When she enters a high-stakes rivalry with Jaden-the town's golden boy with a dark streak-she thinks she's just fighting for status. She doesn't realise she's being groomed. From uncooked meat to dancing with the devil, Jaden is pulling her deeper into a world of primal rituals and ancient shadows. Their "disease" isn't a medical mystery-it's a hunger. In Villaluz, the party doesn't end until the sacrifice is made. And this year, Hana is the guest of honour. Hana felt her pulse thrum in her chest as Jaden stepped closer, the dim light of the room casting shadows across his sharp features. His eyes locked onto hers, piercing, unrelenting, as if he were looking straight into her thoughts. "Look into my eyes, darling," he murmured, his voice low and smooth, brushing over her like a velvet threat. "You, Hana... are worth every single thing. Even if it means taking another's life." She swallowed, forcing her hands to remain steady, refusing to let the tremor in her chest betray her. His gaze sharpened, searching hers, testing. "I'm not very patient. Will you let me?" Hana's lips pressed into a thin line. Her mind screamed caution, yet a flicker of curiosity dared her to meet his challenge. She wouldn't let him see her fear-not fully. She wouldn't give him that. But with an invitation to the most dangerous party of the year and a coded warning from a missing friend, Hana barely realises that she is running out of time. Love is a trap. The village is a cage. written by P.L.ADMIRAL.(praise hope)

Centuries ago, a new kind of curse system was created to punish the 5th class god named Jiǎng Língxi—now wearing the skin of a powerful mortal Dàozǔ from the Méi Rén Sect. The curse was named System Tearstone. The curse had no form, only a red gem floating in a dark fog. Then it met a perfectly broken yet unbreakable child named Kirihito Orohana, later known as Wèi Yīlíng. The curse roamed for half an eternity, bound to the pure soul’s revenge and its own mission: to win the Violet Throne and become the 5th god itself. But cool ice always melts, today or tomorrow. The curse system itself is also cursed. So will he never fall for anyone and claim the throne? Or will he remove his own existence by destroying the curse—or by becoming the full Violet Gem once more? Welcome to System Tearstone— where soft beginnings lie, and descent is inevitable… and beautiful. Author’s Note : The beginning may feel soft—almost deceptively gentle. Please don’t be fooled. System Tearstone is my beloved monster. Written without safety, without shortcuts, carved straight from bone and breath. It is a story about devotion that scars, about gods who fail, and about choosing to feel— even when feeling hurts. If you choose to read this, you become one of my tearstones— something fragile, something precious, kept close through both tears and quiet smiles. This is not a game system. It is an emotionally cursed one. [ Release time : Friday & Saturday Chapters : Two chapters per day ( for having other issues & more book . might sometime miss if there is any problem) ] [ Paused updates for the next 3 months. not abandoning you all! just forced to stop for exam. Do not hesitate to follow us. we'll be back surely. Just the situation isn't supporting us. I hope you'll understand♡ ]

A man walks into the police station and confesses to a murder that hasn’t occurred… yet. When the crimes inevitably come true, the authorities are baffled. Is it luck, coincidence, or something darker?