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Everything started out ordinary… friendships, laughter, passing days. But in an instant, they found themselves face-to-face with ghouls that knew no mercy.

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

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.

Rex’s life shatters in an instant, thrusting him into a world of danger, mystery, and powers he barely understands. From a turbulent beginning, his choices will set him on a path toward a destiny that could change everything.

Brutus, a young devoted knight, watches the love of his life's lips kiss another man's in holy matrimony. At that moment he let's go of a life chosen for him, in exchange for a new one, one where he can chose himself. venturing out from sheltered castle walls, Brutus enters a life in a world he knows next to nothing about. Forced to learn about his new environment through bruises and harsh reality. encountering unfamiliar people and battling unknown foes. Can Brutus truly carve his own path? Or will the freedom he sought reveal that he's not cut out for the life he chose?

Zylus has always felt suffering; everything in his life has always been against him. Everything had consequences. Now, as he lay empty, with his family taken away from him, he sought revenge on the ones who did it. And what better timing than for a levelling system to appear. Now he must go on missions to seek strength, to grow strong enough to defeat the ones he has done it to. But first, he must transcend the demon realm, as he finds out. He's a demon. (Also on Royal Road for now, will be taken down later once the contract is received) Discord Link: https://discord.gg/tyQj98KY

A Nigerian man who hunts people in the night found himself weighing on unbelievable guilt, but surprisingly to him the universe gave him a second chance or it appeared so. His journey will be one where he redeems himself and represent himself as the light of hope rather than the avenger of darkness

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.

CURRENT WORLD: Nexus Plane. *Warning: Is wish fulfillment with a huge pokemon harem, there will be slow pace and development at need and MC bangs every girl in harem* Want a break from the ads— I mean... Want a description of this fic ? Fine. Akira, a normal human gets reincarnated into an Anime World with three wishes, thanks to the ROB. "If I can't wish for Omnipotence, then I'll create a scenario where I become absurdly OP in day one !" He said. And that's what happened, "I got you homie!" The ROB laughed. Day 1- "It's only being one day— It feels like a thousand centuries... The power of [Boundless Records] is forcefully changing my personality..." Corrupted by the power of infinite knowledge, Akira becomes an Outer God with the ability to travel worlds and seduce any women he wants throughout the vast multiverse! "This is the birth of a new Outer God!" A####### shouted. ―――――― [ Three/ Fours Chapters a week in WN. 20 Daily Chapters Ahead in my Patreon: Patreon.com/skyfall12 ] NO NTR OR FORCED IN ANY KIND! This is a wish fulfillment fic with cruel characters and twisted beings that don't flinch at death or torture. MC is an anti-hero (Not too evil, reasonable, generous but not a nice person) You can expect: • ABSURDLY OVERPOWERED MC ! • POKEMON MULTIVERSAL HAREM ! • REGULAR R18 AND AROUSING CONTENT ! • SLOW-PACED ROMANCE AT NEED ! And most importantly... CONSTANT UPLOAD!! ――Worlds―― Tensura/ DxD/ Overlord/ HOTD/ Akame Ga Kill/ Overgeared/ Chainsaw Man/ Outer Realm/ Danmachi... ――Additional Tags―― Evil mc, cruel characters, antihero mc, cruel mc, wish fulfillment, Isekai, outer god, multiverse, Omniverse, harem, pokemon harem, big harem, Tensura, slime anime, highschool dxd, DxD, anime, animeverse, nsfw, R18 story, Dragonball, Danmachi, helltaker, fate, fate grand order, yandere, invincible, overpowered, Multiverse fanfiction, Crossover, Multiverse fic, multiverse-travelling, multiverse traveling with wish fulfillment, multiverse-travelling, anime worlds, sandbox, playground, evil mc, devil mc, demon mc, killer mc, serial killer mc, wicked mc, psychopathic mc, evil characters, slavery

My life took yet another turn when my mind was broken into dust. I was mended by a veritable miracle that granted my Damon to get back. Number four was now the whole new version of him. Our life, as perfect as it seems, showed me cruelty when three of my cubs died. Pack had lost something. Destiny took us apart only to get together in the new way of life.

Susan used to dream of college, love, and a normal future. Her life and the world's safety is threatned by an organization That produces gentically engineered killers.. Her only safety is the same man she shouldn’t trust — her teacher, the man who once watched her from the shadows… and now risks his life to protect her. Running from an organization that turns children into assasinators,Susan is torn between fear and courage, innocence and darkness, love and survival. One truth stand above all: To live, Susan must become someone no one can control — not even him. Note that this novel tilts more on the bloody thrilling+suspense+dark romance genre rather than light-hearted dark romance. Read with caution

In an empire where your DNA defines your destiny, Viona was born to obey. She’s a prodigy. A killer. A spy. A blue-haired girl trained to obey… until she’s offered one thing she never had: freedom. But there’s a catch. To earn it, she must complete a suicide mission— Break the world’s most infamous prisoner out of a secret facility. The prison? Controlled by the deadliest organization on Earth: The Triangle Union. The man? The world knows him by one name— Piranha. Born with a rare genetic trait the world would kill to control, he’s more than a secret… He’s a ticking time bomb. Viona must infiltrate the prison. Get him out. But this mission is more than it seems. It’s not a job. It’s a war. A war that could destroy empires, ignite bloodlines, and tear open the darkness encoded in both of them. Warning: This novel contains violent and psychological themes that may not be suitable for all readers. Proceed with caution.

At first glance, this seems to be a story about a basketball player striving for the pinnacle of his career and invincibility. However, in reality, Ming You seeks victory not through traditional training and skill development, but through strategies, intrigues, injuries, violence, and murder. Ming You is willing to employ any means necessary to achieve his goal — becoming invincible and a talent in his field, namely basketball. In addition to the brutality required to secure victories, Ming You must contend not only with basketball teams but also with managers seeking maximum profit, as well as investigators and detectives, since murders cannot simply be ignored as Ming You would prefer.

Beneath the cold, surgical blades of light in the 'God Hands' Gallery, the raw arrogance of Rich City fused with the menacing bass hum, forming a colossal, ticking machine primed to consume any sign of failure. Vera, agile and focused, found her progress critically halted, frozen by the unwavering integrity of a biometric smart-lock. Amidst the sterile marble and ice-glass, her gaze locked onto a pair of unnerving red retinas—the eyes of a man radiating pure, lethal discipline. He was an apex predator accustomed to killing with bare-handed efficiency, now frustratingly defeated by a momentary string of complex code. When a localized frequency jammer suddenly activated, caging them both in dangerous isolation, the two hindered professionals instantly recognized the stark truth: collaboration was their only path to survival. One desperately required a perfect physical diversion; the other, an impossible digital breach. Their entire, high-stakes negotiation was reduced to a secret code, silently exchanged under the intimate guise of a casual lean against a stiff shoulder. The final, sharp question hung heavy in the air: Who would ultimately prevail, and what unspeakable price would they pay for a mere ten-second window of opportunity? — Inspired by LINE Let's Get Rich ©Netmarble — Trigger Warning:Violence, Psychological Trauma, Lethal Action

After a deliberate act in the city of Ulsan, South Korea, a terrible and deadly virus finds its way into the city's water supply and people are transformed into crazy, bloodthirsty creatures called Motors. Within an hour, the Motors turn the entire city of Ulsan into a city full of blood and corpses. In these events, Leon Westlander, a 24-year-old student, meets a girl. But suddenly....

At eighteen, Lilith bears a terrible legacy: the soul of Malus, the War General, sealed within her own body by her parents, the Luminaries. In a containment ritual that went horribly wrong, she not only failed to control this Shadow but also slaughtered her mentor, Father Elara—unleashing the demon’s sadistic voice inside her mind. Now a murderer and a fugitive, Lilith desperately seeks control. Her only destination is the Arcana Academy, a hub of forbidden knowledge on the Terra Firma that the Luminaries despise. Her goal is not protection, but rather to find the key in the mundane archives to master Malus's brutal force. Her struggle is a race against time: with every step, she grows stronger but moves closer to succumbing and becoming the perfect weapon the War General always wanted her to be..

When I first transmigrated, I thought my most cunning enemy was Varys. I eliminated Varys. After that, I believed my deadliest foe was Illyrio. I eliminated Illyrio. Then I crushed the Dothraki, thinking the path was finally clear. But with the Dothraki gone, the Free Cities became my greatest threat. Ah— Only now do I truly understand: My most dangerous and insidious enemy is neither Robert nor the White Walkers. He stands high above me. He is the one all men worship—the gods themselves!

Magic blooms in the souls of a select few, and I am one of them. The ten marks on my fingers carry ten memories—the memories of a wizard from the Toril Universe. These memories guide Solomon, step by step, toward becoming a grand sorcerer in the Marvel Universe. "How could you be so foolish as to think a sorcerer could ever be some kind of superhero?" A crossover of Marvel movies, comics, TV shows, and games. [Raw: 漫威魔法事件簿]

Darwin Asrael lives with a condition that keeps him inside during daylight hours. Upon encountering his intrusive doppelgänger, Gabriel, he is drawn into the covert operations of the Hemlock organization. Darwin works at night, handling investigations that rely upon a presence the city overlooks. During morningtide, Gabriel steps into his place to maintain the life Darwin cannot. A string of murders draws Darwin toward an author whose manuscripts describe each case before they are exposed to the public. With each entry, it becomes clearer that these writings were composed with a specific individual in mind. As Darwin compiles evidence, parts of his own past settle into new arrangements, and he begins to recognize that the case may ravel him into a chaos of identities.

The compound at Mgbuka Street was always full of laughter and warmth—until the day Mr. Dike moved into Flat Seven. Quiet, polite, and strangely precise, he seems harmless… but something about him unsettles everyone. Children whisper. Neighbors grow wary. And when a scream pierces the night, the calm of the street shatters. What secrets lie behind the door of Flat Seven? And who—or what—is really watching from within? Everyone on Mgbuka Street is about to learn that some neighbors are more than they seem.