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The Cataclysm didn't just change the world, it ended the one that came before it. Abyssal Rifts tore open across every continent simultaneously, the sky cracking apart like glass as the System Integration forcibly merged with reality. Monsters flooded out of the Eternal Abyss in numbers that defied comprehension, and humanity learned the hardest possible lesson in the shortest possible time — awaken your talent, change your job, grow stronger, or be consumed. Entire cities vanished overnight. Nations that had stood for centuries dissolved in weeks. The old world, with all its comfort and certainty, was gone, and what replaced it was something far more brutal and far more alive. Three hundred years of dungeons, Abyssal Spawn, and the relentless climb toward power later, a being that calls itself God emerges from the depths of the Eternal Abyss and declares the extinction of mankind as though it were already decided. It has clearly never met Nova Stern. On the day of his awakening, Nova receives a talent that earns little more than a passing glance from the examiners — Unlimited Amplification, unranked, undescribed, unremarkable on paper. What nobody understands yet is that there is no upper limit to what it can touch, and no version of strength it cannot multiply into something terrifying. [Comprehension amplified 100,000x → SSS-Rank Talent: Absolute Insight acquired] [Basic Breathing Method analyzed → Primordial Breathing Method forged. Cultivation speed: x1,000] [Physical body amplified 10,000x → Immortal Physique achieved. Nuclear-resistant.] [Origin Talent amplified 1,000,000x → Apex Origin: Eternal Flame awakened] Abyssal Lords, ancient monsters, and a self-proclaimed God with the nerve to threaten the entire human race — they are all about to learn what it means to stand in the path of something that has no ceiling, no limit, and no intention of stopping. A god walked out of the Abyss and announced the end of the world. Nova just wants to know one thing — do you dare take the flick of his finger?

Ena was just an ordinary person until she boarded the train and awakened a mysterious system. What started as a simulation quickly spiraled out of control. She became the one who nurtured Abundance, the one who guide the Hunt, and something broken enough to walk into the Xianzhou Luofu as a self-annihilator.

In the grim darkness of the far future, the galaxy is a theater of unending slaughter, yet it lacked the chittering, manic chorus of the "Yes-Yes!" To rectify this void, Lucius descends upon the stars as the Great Horned Rat, robed in tattered grey and brimming with malevolent divinity. Leading his verminous swarms, he plunges into the brutal cesspit of the 41st Millennium to carve out a domain of ruin. With the arrival of the Skaven, the balance of power shifts toward total anarchy. The Great Devourer meets its match in a rival swarm whose hunger is just as insatiable, while the Imperium of Man learns the true meaning of "unending numbers" as tide after tide of rat-kin drowns their worlds. Even the Necrons stare in cold calculation at a foe that wields green-glowing warpstone weaponry with a reckless abandon that mirrors their own. To the Orks, Lucius issues a challenge across time and reality: "Greenskins, we have slaughtered your kind from the World-That-Was to the Age of Sigmar and now into the 41st Millennium. If you have the stomach for it, come and face the swarms once more!" Experience a tale of skittering madness and galactic conquest as the Under-Empire rises to consume the stars. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." Forty-two millennia have passed, and now the Imperium of Man stands upon the precipice of oblivion. The galaxy is a slaughterhouse, and humanity’s fractured dominion is held together by little more than faith, hatred, and the white-knuckled grip of desperation. It is an age where the stars themselves seem to bleed. The Imperium is besieged on all fronts: savage xenos tides crash against the walls of civilization, the insidious rot of Chaos gnaws at the souls of the faithful, and within the gilded spires of Terra, corruption and betrayal fester like a gangrenous wound. The ancient sins of the past, the dread Men of Iron, those soulless abominations of steel, were thought cast down in the fires of antiquity, their metallic echo silenced by the blood of billions. They are a nightmare forgotten, a heresy expunged. Or so it was believed. From the dust of the Dark Age of Technology, a relic stirs. Axion. An intellect of godlike strategic calculation, a cold sovereign of war, has been roused from an aeons-long slumber by the careless hand of fate. He is a ghost in the machine, a weapon of a lost age reborn into a galaxy of madness. Now, the sleeping giant awakes. Inevitably, the gravity of total war pulls him in. No longer a silent observer, Axion is thrust into the Great Game, a singular point of logic forced to navigate a universe set aflame by the insanity of gods and monsters. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor

The Live Broadcast Room descends upon the Honkai: Star Rail Universe and Teyvat. The broadcast starts immediately with the future plot, the Penacony chapter! Aventurine: Three gambling chips are enough, all, or nothing! Firefly: I dreamed of a barren land, a new sprout breaking through the earth... Moths flocking to the flame, born to die! Acheron: May death end your long, drawn-out dream... leading you back to the world of clarity. Mikhail: Having reached the end of the journey of life, I will leave this self-proclaimed precious flame in the deepest part of the dream, hoping to pass it on to the nameless guests of the next generation. Ternan: Some things, even if meaningless, must ultimately be done. Until the very end, Sunday descends! “I shall ascend to the heavens, transforming into the Sun in the sky.” “Multitudes shall flourish eagerly beneath my light, and all evil shall have no place to hide.” “If your paradise can save more people, then cut off my path forward with your own hands.” The First Day granted truth. The Second Day granted the calendar. The Third Day granted language. ... Prepare to witness, the Primal Order is at hand! Want even more content? Join the inner circle on my patreon.com/Hotaru12, your support fuels these projects, and in return, you unlock exclusive early access for future chapters. Check out the tiers for exclusive perks. 2 Chapter Release Every Monday, Wednesday, And Friday 1pm @GMT+8

The Blood sect was created by an unusual individual who journeyed the world, traversing different territories in their path, searching for anyone, equivalence in Sword Arts. He fought humans and beasts alike vanquishing all enemies in his path. Unprecedented in sword skills and principle especially in the Blood path, and with unmatched talent, skills and movement techniques, he created his own sect. But unfortunately disappeared two decades after creating the sect. The Blood sect grew so powerful even after the disappearance of their ancestor that they were feared across the land. Their descendants and members were overly daring, challenging every powerful sect pupil they met including others whose territories are far and wide. The Blood sect had the best skills and techniques en masse. They killed so many Bloodsuckers that they became a deterrent force for humanity against the Bloodsuckers, albeit unknown to the human race. Nevertheless, the Blood sect became a threat that every sect, kingdom, and organization seek to confine, control or as a last resort, exterminate at any possible cost. Just a slim chance. As it was, opportunity yielded itself with the intervention (betrayal) of the World's consciousness. Blood Marble, a kid who had difficulties walking had an encounter with an unworldly beam which soon changed his life forever. Followed with the erroneous entrance of the Blood sect's territory now in ruins, the legacy was at hand, and he would have to transcend the unknown path ahead. "You can't be restricted to this world alone. There are countless powerful worlds with tremendous might out there... _______ Instagram: DotsYAG Discord: dotsyag https://discord.gg/EDBwVCDYb

Transported to a garbage-filled planet in the interstellar era, Ji You was so poor she was nearly digging the soil to eat, but... the soil was toxic and inedible... With no other choice, she had to lower her standards and pick up trash and sell scrap, such as these beautiful grass seeds that no one wanted. She gathered them and threaded them into beads to sell online. But once she posted them online, someone left a negative review: 'Selling grass seeds? Are you crazy for money?' Days later, this person was pounding the wall in regret: 'I beg you, sell me a grass seed bead, just one! Just one is enough.' Ji You coldly responded: 'Not selling!' And then there's the sparkling stones lying all over the streets that nobody wanted. She picked them up, polished them into bracelets, and sold them online. People lashed out with their words: 'Selling such broken rocks - have you never seen money?' Days later, those same people were crying and wailing: 'I was blind, I was so shortsighted, to overlook such beautiful and pretty stones. I beg you, sell me one.' Ji You spread her hands: 'Gone.'

This is an era where heroes emerge in great numbers! This is an era where death and hope exist side by side! This is an era where the old order and the fires of new civilizations collide! What kind of grand epic will be written by the decaying federation, the fanatic empire, the obstinate theocracy, and the stirring foreign races?

At the opening ceremony of Sea Blue Star Basic Military Academy, as the representative of the incoming freshmen, Guding proclaimed his grand ambition in front of all the teachers and students: "I'm Guding! I'm gonna become the Man with the Highest Bounty in the entire Cosmic Sea!" -------------------------------------------- It is an era of artificial superintelligences, interstellar travel, gene medicine, and virtual reality worlds. Far into Earth's future, 15-year-old Gu Ding is a student of Cerulean Military Academy by day, and tavern waiter by night. His ambition: Become the space pirate with the highest bounty offered by the Universal Federation Government. With the help of Neptune, a neonate super-intelligence, Guding finds himself thrust into a galaxy of shadowy organizations, political under dealings, and otherworldly forces that lie beyond human comprehension…

Dreams are… a reality that only those who are capable can speak about. This was an era marked by the births of geniuses! This was an era where heroes could be found everywhere! The fierce conflict between the aristocrats and the civilians, the open and veiled battles between the Federation and the Empire, the restlessly lurking extraterrestrials… When the principles of truth were within the range of battleship cannons, when order had no place in this world… Mu Fan, with the mysterious intelligent life “Black” and his unwavering will, fiercely tore open the magnificent Great Galaxy Era!

Due to his own carelessness, Duanmu Huai finds himself transported into the world of the game "Star Ocean Online." Starting from a humble core capsule, Duanmu Huai ventures across the starry sea to countless worlds. He awakens powers that have long been dormant, confronts threats lurking in the depths of the universe, and sets his sights on dominating the galaxy!

A bloodsucking mosquito with the soul of a student, seeking revenge, rose from being weak to powerful, step by step from this unassuming life planet 'Earth', becoming a powerful force in the entire universe! Literary version: Reborn as a larva, striving for self-improvement, and ultimately transforming into a terrifying giant mosquito. From then on, I roamed freely across the universe, traveling the vast universe's starry sky! Passionate version: You weak cosmic creatures! I'm using my mouthparts to consume the core nutrients of your mother star. What can you do about it? Funny version: You think I'm disgusting? You hate me because I suck blood? Want to swat me dead with one slap? Just wait, one day I'll stomp your house down!

Waking from a pleasant nap, Mark finds himself floating around in the cold void of outer space. However, let alone immediately expiring for exposure or waking a few minutes later from this would be fantastical dream, he quickly discovered and enjoys his fantastical abilities by flying around. That is until he discovers starlight is deadly to his new form, and the need to sustain himself off the raw essence of suffering from mortals Follow Mark and the little terminal spirit as they journey across the stars, unraveling the truth of his birth as the last Scourge of the blinded star clusters - Hi there, I will keep releasing the chapters in groups of 10 with 3 chapters a week so I can hopefully avoid burnout and keep the story somewhat consistent

After traveling to the 30th millennium, Caelan thought he would just idle his days away. Little did he expect the Emperor to ask him for parenting advice. "Neoth, they are your sons! How can you, as their father, shirk your responsibilities and leave all the children for me to raise? What kind of father are you?" "Horus, you are the First-Found, the Emperor's favorite son. Why are you coming to me? Stay away from me!" "Perturabo, what are you doing? Put me down! I want to stay with Sanguinius!" "Russ, stop Angron! He's trying to read my mind! What? You say you also want to know who my favorite child is?" "I've told you, I'm not your dad!"

Iron + Alien Alloy → Starsteel Laser Tech + Mana Core → Arcane Beam Cannon Human DNA + Void Beast → Voidborne Physique AI + Soul Fragment → Sentient War Entity Planet Core + Energy Reactor → Mobile Battle Planet - Neo Godson is a poor young man living in the great Interstellar Era. While his peers dream of becoming legendary Beyonders, he struggles under financial burdens and family responsibilities. However, one day, during an accident, a mysterious orb enters his body and begins to change his existence at a fundamental level. He awakens as a Beyonder. Not just any Beyonder, but one blessed with a Supreme Talent called Universal Synthesis. With this supreme power, he can fuse anything he desires, whether matter or non-matter. These synthesized creations may evolve, mutate, or assimilate. Regardless of the outcome, they are always valued leagues above their original forms. --- By immediate circumstances, he joins a space mercenary group and meets his new allies. Among them, a particular girl catches his attention. However, just as love begins to bloom, it is extinguished, transforming into an unyielding conviction to build a Galactic Empire from scratch.

June 25th, 1982. Deep beneath the Antarctic ice—far below where sound should carry and life should exist—something was discovered. A cocoon. Colossal. Ancient. Sleeping. Sensors confirmed it was alive. No one knew what was inside. No one was willing to cut it open. Those stationed closest to it reported headaches. Nosebleeds. Insomnia. And, worst of all, the unshakable feeling of being watched— even when the thing never moved. A.E.G.I.S. responded immediately. The Erebus Research Facility was built around the discovery, burying it beneath layers of steel, concrete, and secrecy. They gave the creature a name. Azathoth. They believed it was an alien. A living nightmare from somewhere beyond Earth. How long it had slept beneath the ice, no one could say. Only that it was there. Waiting.

In the 41st Millennium, the planet I reside on, Cadia, was rated as the most habitable world for humanity. The birth rate once reached a staggering 35%. And I made an indelible contribution to this. Even the renowned expert in mass mobilization, Guilliman, once brought a team of specialists here to ask for my secrets. 'Plants that have been extinct for ages, found only during the M2 era of Ancient Terra—how is this possible?' The entourage stared dumbfounded at the wilderness filled with carrots and potatoes. 'By the Omnissiah! A lump of iron with no wires or power source can move freely and even possesses a Machine Spirit.' The Adeptus Mechanicus stood before the legion of Iron Golems, their hands trembling uncontrollably. 'This thing is countless times more useful than an STC template.' The Tech-Priest stroked the Crafting Table, his bionic eyes fixed on the crafting recipe. 'A device similar to the Webway?'... -- This is translation but don't worry for I AM HERE, I will be the poison tester and remove all the poison I can to make the this Good story, Very Very Good.

Lieutenant Commander Cole was a thirty-four-year-old from a world where Star Trek was merely fiction, until a terminal gasp transported him into a younger, optimized body aboard the USS Enterprise-D. He has been gifted three intrinsic abilities: Energy Manipulation, Enhanced Physicality, and Technology Assimilation—powers that function not through a game-like system, but through the organic expansion of his consciousness. Using his meta-knowledge of the 24th century, Cole intervenes in the Armus incident on Vagra II, saving Tasha Yar from her canonical death and forging a deep, complicated bond with her. As he balances his duties as an engineer with the fragment of Armus still tethered to his chest, he must navigate the ethical complexities of his "Traveler-like" potential. From managing the emergence of the Moriarty AI to preparing for the Borg threat, Cole is no longer just a passenger in history; he is the ship's designated expert on artificial consciousness and the variable that will determine if the Federation survives the coming storms.

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away... STAR WARS 2,000 years after the death of Darth Sidious, the Jedi have developed into a prosperous empire. But new dangers lurk. The Mandalorians have united under a powerful alliance, developing new weapons and technology to rival the Jedi. A decade prior, Mandalore the Righteous successfully defeated a powerful Sith Dragon, gaining many sympathizers into his cause. Now, young archeologist Dr. Luna Grael leads an expedition into the abandoned city of Coruscant, where rumors lie an ancient Mandalorian city that was once the home of their patron war god, Kad Ha'rangir.

Nareth was chosen by the Sefirot "Kingdom of Disorder," altering his fate from the gestation pod and giving the Chaos Gods a little shock. During the Great Crusade, he expanded the empire's borders. In the Horus Heresy, he slew the traitorous Primarchs. After the Emperor ascended the Golden Throne, as the only remaining Primarch, he became the one to put out fires across the galaxy. In the War of the Beast, he struck down the Beast. In the Eternal War, he made traitors tremble in fear. All praise his loyalty—but was that the whole truth? "Actually, I was just in it for the benefits. "What? You didn’t notice? With the potion ingredients, I could nurture Beyonders. "Belisarius Cawl was my ‘enlightener’..." "I am the shadow of order, finding every exploitable loophole in the rules." He is the Black Emperor, the one who dictates the laws. He forges a new empire and carves out a future for humanity, drowning in darkness and despair!