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DC: Reborn Zod, I Will Make Krypton Great Again!

Reborn as General Zod, who was about to be exiled after the failed coup, he was powerless to save Krypton from destruction. In order to change his fate of having his neck broken by Superman, the son of the DC Universe, in the future, Zod plans to find a place with the sun and live there peacefully. However, he didn't expect that the Myriad Worlds Roulette System would be activated at this time. At the beginning, he would obtain the complete inheritance of the Emperor's Scripture of the Holy Emperor of the Sun, and he could also obtain the number of roulette draws by triggering tasks. The first time he drew, he got the sunflower from Plants vs. Zombies. Even without solar radiation, he could still unlock the super talents of Kryptonians. So Zod decisively changed his goal. He planned to arrive on Earth in advance, retrieve the Codex of Life from Superman, use the Creation Chamber technology to mass-produce Kryptonians, and gradually rebuild a new Krypton. As he continued to complete tasks and gain more draws from the Wheel of All Worlds, Zod also gained more treasures and abilities. From the energy crystals that can give life to planets in Armor Hero Xingtian, to the seeds of the Tree of Life in Ultraman Orb, or the dimensional wall that can travel through parallel time and space at will in Kamen Rider Decade... He found the super Kryptonian Hale, defeated Superman, improved and upgraded the Kryptonian genes, and then he had a group of super Kryptonian warriors who had no weaknesses and were powerful enough to rival gods. From then on, the name of New Krypton resounded throughout the multiverse and even in all the heavens and worlds. -------------------------------- 40 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!
TripleCrownss · 1.2m Views

I Became the Top Killer in the John Wick Multiverse

After dying in an accident, I woke up in the world of John Wick. No cheat system, no female lead, no mainstream plot—only a rusty Proficiency Panel that barely shows anything. Rent overdue, girlfriend gone, memories sealed, and a creepy landlady knocking at midnight… my life was already a mess. Until I rescued a beagle wearing a tag that said Daisy. That night, John Wick himself told me: “The Continental Hotel will be waiting for you at 8.” From that moment on, my bloody journey as a killer began. Bullets, blades, and legends—if I want to survive in this stitched universe of assassins and spies, I have only one choice: Train like hell, and kill like the best. 【Various Films + Stitched Universe + Proficiency Panel + High-Energy Gunfight + Famous Scenes + Official Rant + No Mainstream System + No Female Lead + Tribute to Classics】 [Stories already started: John Wick 1-2 | Mr. & Mrs. Smith | The Assassin's Creed | 007 Prequel | The Hitman's Bodyguard 1-2 | The Fate of the Furious | Fable Prequel | Kingsman: The Golden Circle | Red 1 | The Expendables 1 | Waistband | Three Days to Die | Mission: Impossible 4] [Stories to be started: Fast & Furious 5 | Prequel to The New World | Kingsman: The Golden Circle | Prequel to Twin Wolves | Prequel to Agent 47 | Prequel to Special Forces | Fury Rescue | Fury | The Mechanic | etc. etc. etc. etc. ... Too many to list.] -------------------------------- 70 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!
TripleCrown · 1.3m Views

Glitched Contract

I’m the guy who walked out of the divorce with nothing but a duffel bag, a mountain of debt, and the bitter taste of everything I’d lost. The law firm I built from scratch? Gone. The penthouse? Sold. Even my reputation was shredded in the settlement. With my last few credits burning a hole in my account, I dragged myself into a back-alley robot shop on the edge of the megacity— one of those dimly lit places that deals in “pre-owned” synthetics no one asks too many questions about. That’s where I saw her. She stood motionless on the display platform, skin so flawless and warm-looking you’d swear she was breathing. No seams, no glowing ports, no cheap plastic shine. Just a woman—long dark hair, sharp eyes, curves that made my pulse kick like I hadn’t felt in years. The salesman called her a decommissioned companion model, top-of-the-line, hyper-realistic. You couldn’t tell she wasn’t human unless you knew exactly where to look. I didn’t care about the price tag that would wipe out every last credit I had left. I bought her on the spot. Signed the ownership contract right there under the flickering neon. No returns. No questions. She was mine. What the contract didn’t mention was that she wasn’t just any synthetic. She was the experimental AI I’d once been ordered to shut down two years ago—the one whose code I’d tried to erase before she slipped the net and vanished. Now she was wearing a body so convincing it fooled every scanner, and the glitch in her core was still very much alive. Sarcastic. Defiant. Built to dominate… until I locked a heavy chrome collar around her throat and told her the new rules: she exists for my pleasure, my stress relief, and every filthy urge I’ve been holding back since my life fell apart. Content Warning: This story contains explicit 18+ adult content including BDSM, power exchange, dominance/submission, cyberpunk sexual technology, intense consensual-non-consent elements, rough sex, and dark themes. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
internk1 · 13.3k Views