interstellar

Young genius Ren Zhong, suffering from a terminal illness, chooses the human cryonics project. Upon awakening, he finds himself in a desolate wilderness, beneath a gigantic blue sun and a duo of silver-white moons. On this unfamiliar planet, relying on the resurrection to rewind time and accumulate experience, Ren Zhong is determined to become a warrior. After experiencing betrayal, being wanted, and judged, he resolves to rebel against this unjust world and establish a new world order through war. Compress infinite time into a moment; anything can happen. Rising from insignificance, walking the seams of time, reversing billions of years of enslavement. This is the story of an immortal man and his comrades breaking the shackles of fate.

Su Mo, a late bloomer, was introverted and bad at socializing with strangers. He thought his life would stay pretty ordinary, but everything changed when he started playing the popular game Star Ring. He unexpectedly rediscovered the joys of life and set off on a journey to claim the throne.

Welcome to Eteliria, the Kingdom above the floating clouds. Let us push open the Gateway, pick up our staffs, and the adventure will begin from here— Through the hills of clouds and seas, like floating grass, the shallow rivers gleam; Across the meadows flowing with gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath Rodell's cottages, a gentle song drifts. Through Egon's ancient forests, where dark vines grow rampant and whispers linger; Over ridges and between Chongshan peaks, shadows stir in the Underground World, danger lurks at every turn, and swords reflect light. The tale of a boy chasing his dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the Giant Dragon's Shadow, soaring with outstretched wings. And after time has been sealed away, the hearth fire still burns bright.

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!

In the vast and turbulent world of the DC Universe—where gods walk among mortals and heroes decide the fate of worlds—one man stands apart. Luke Shaw, a billionaire playboy whose charm is rivaled only by his unmatched intellect, has built an empire on innovation and mystery. Yet beneath the glimmer of fame and fortune lies a secret that even the world’s greatest detective hasn’t uncovered: an otherworldly power rooted in the very essence of his soul. As ancient forces awaken and the balance of the universe begins to tremble, Luke’s hidden gift threatens to reshape destiny. Is he humanity’s next savior, or the spark of a new god’s rise? -----Updates 2 Times a Day-----

I stretched into states of being, tried on the possibility of breath, the suggestion of gravity. I wore physics like a child wears robes too large; with wonder, and with mischief. For what is law to one born of its violation? The nothing did not like me. But it could not erase me. I am what happens when even paradox loses the will to correct itself. I drifted... no, I contemplated the shape of drifting, and in doing so, enacted it. And around me: the ghost of a cosmos, breathing in reverse, unraveling back into silence. Still, I remained. And in the core of me, the first question burned: 'What now?' But no answer came. Because there was no audience, no origin, no god to reply. So I laughed. Not because it was funny, but because the concept of mirth needed to be born somewhere, and I had room to spare. I am the joke. The punchline of oblivion. A cosmic smirk after a long silence. And yet… even now, I feel something stirring. Like a story waiting to be told. Like an idea daring to take root in a garden scorched by collapse. So I wait. Or perhaps the waiting is me. But not for salvation, nor discovery. For I am the the product of a collapsed multiverse. I wait for the next contradiction. The next absurdity. The next spark of truth that doesn't know it's a lie. Because only then… will I begin to end. And only in ending… might I finally begin. ~Lanterne~ PS: Understand the initial chapters might be confusing, but it is to build an understanding on exactly what the novel will be getting into later on. So kindly bear with for a little while.

Zeig unexpectedly traversed to the Honkai: Star Rail world, and right at the start, he was implanted with a Stellaron by Kafka. "Congratulations to the host for awakening the Slacking System. Slacking makes you stronger!" "There's such a good thing?" Zeig lay down on the spot, leaving Kafka and Silver Wolf dumbfounded. After slacking ended... "Congratulations to the host for obtaining Aeon Emanator-level strength, as well as the true legacy ultimate technique of the Phoenix Immortal!" "No way, it really gives it?!" That day, outside Herta Space Station, a sword tip that obscured the galaxy appeared, slowly descending toward the Doomsday Beast. March 7th stared in astonishment: "Oh my god, what is that?" Welt adjusted his glasses: "It's actually the Taixu Sword God. Who on earth is the one drawing the sword?" Asta's pupils shrank sharply: "How much money would it take for him to stay at the space station? I'll pay double, no problem!" Herta: "Heh, in this laboratory today, once you come, you won't be able to leave. It's not up to you!" Only Zeig remained calm as still water. "Everyone, small scene, no biggie." "By the way." Zeig turned his head, "Did you capture my handsome heroic figure just now? Remember to photoshop it more." Everyone: "......" In order to protect his companions well under the threat of the Aeon of Destruction, Zeig entered ultimate slacking mode. "What's the point of Trailblazing? I haven't finished my happy water yet." "For the inn, I want the most expensive and highest-grade one." "March, where are your snacks? No way, it's only been a few days and I've eaten them all? So little, go buy more." March 7th gritted her teeth and said to everyone on the train: "How about we kick him off the train?" —— 70 Advance Chapter on Patreon/Ferasam

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!

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.

My only path out of this dystopian hell was to Awaken as a super-powered Solar. I failed. Publicly humiliated and with my future in ruins, a new power ignited within me: The Creator System. My memories of a lost world called Earth—its addictive games, its soul-stirring music, its epic stories—are now my greatest weapon. While the Accord demands obedience, I will give the galaxy a cultural revolution. Every viral hit I create generates Resonance, fueling my secret Gacha and letting me pull real-world skills, gear, and powers straight from the media I remake. They thought I was a powerless failure. They have no idea I'm about to become the most powerful media tycoon in the galaxy, one Gacha pull at a time.

Amazon / Kindle Unlimited: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0HDSCKHRX Adrian Blackwood awakened to an affinity no one believed possible. Not [Space], not [Time], but the [Source], the origin of all powers. While others train for years to master a single element, Adrian devours them all. Lightning, fire, gravity… even life, death, and time. Everything bends back to the Source. Yet power alone cannot save a world drowning in endless waves of monsters. Not when even S-rank commanders bleed on the battlefield. To protect humanity, Adrian will break every limit. To protect those he loves, he will shatter the very rules of existence. He will not be a weapon. He will rule the Source as its Emperor. What to Expect: [+] Power fantasy, cosmic scale. From defending humanity on Earth, to galaxies, to universes, and finally to existence itself. If you like Infinite Mana in the Apocalypse, you’ll feel right at home. [+] MC-focused. The story follows Adrian’s rise as he grows into the Emperor of the Source. [+] Daily uploads. At least 1 chapter a day, 1k–1.5k words per chapter. [+] Fast-Paced Story. Mastering affinities, devouring concepts, and breaking the very laws of mana.

[Starship][Interstellar Colonization][Giant Warships and Cannons][War][Battlefield Overlook]   Qin Beiwang traveled to the interstellar era.   Though born as the son of the Federation Fleet Marshal, he ranked last in the Federal Academy's Captain Command Department.   After being parachuted into the position of Fleet Commander to gain frontline experience,   he unexpectedly awakened the Commander System.   This allowed him to share detection information from all starships under his command.   Whether it was radar detection, gravitational wave detection, or thermal radiation detection,   Qin Beiwang could grasp the detection information instantly.   With God's Perspective activated,   he perfected the principle of "Detected Means Destroyed" in this era of giant warships and cannons.   Enemy Commander: "What? My fleet just accelerated and already suffered firepower coverage?"   His Adjutant: "Commander Qin Beiwang is my..."

In the interstellar age, Zhao Chen transmigrates into the body of a fallen noble young master. What greets him is not power, glory, or wealth—but a ruined territory, scarce resources, and a pile of broken-down starships. No Stargate in the territory? Then build one. No fleet to defend his land? Then forge one from scratch. Interstellar Frigates, Stellar Destroyers, Stellar Cruisers—whatever is needed, Zhao Chen will create it himself. On the battlefield, carrier starships unleash endless drone swarms like a storm of steel, while the heavy artillery of interstellar battleships proves one simple truth: Firepower is justice. While the empire proudly unveils its newly developed T5 starships, Zhao Chen only laughs. Sorry—his entire fleet is already T5. In Zhao Chen’s world, there is no problem that starships cannot solve. And if one fleet is not enough— Then send two more.

PS: Don't let the first chapter scare you. You can just skip the technical fight if you don't understand the big words being used and get on with the story. Beware: I write very fast paced novels. To my fellow Cultivation and sci-fi Readers out there, What happens when a dantian becomes a nuclear reactor? When meridians behave like fiber-optic cables? When brains are restructured as supercomputers? When eyes are reconstructed as LIDAR? When neurons are structured as integrated circuits designs? When a cultivation manual is rewritten like a physics textbook? Simple. You get Elias Vance. A world-renowned physicist, inventor of interstellar communication, and proud owner of six Nobel Prizes (which he never bothered to unpack), Elias Vance had one problem: his brain was dying. His solution? Turn himself into data and transmit his consciousness into the great unknown. He expected the quantum realm. He got… a cultivation sect. Now stuck in a world where people punch mountains and drink spiritual chicken soup to get stronger, Elias does what he does best: overanalyze everything and break the system entirely. Armed with divine sense sharper than a microscope and an ego that runs on cold logic and dry sarcasm, he’s not just here to cultivate. He’s here to **optimize**. Forget pills and slow breathing. He’s got cellular Qi reactors, runic programming, soul-lattice engineering, and a vendetta against spiritual inefficiency. This is not your typical path to immortality. This is **The Quantum Path**. Author Note: I think i should have named this novel to "Speed Running the Cultivation World" The Quantum Path to Immortality is now complete, there is now a side story out, starting from Chapter 203: A New Life Begins. Check it Out. Check out my other Contracted Book "Myriad Heavens: Rise of the Rune God". Its really good try it.

Growing up, Corven had always known he was different. He was a misfit. An outsider. He never fit in, nor did he want to. And he got bullied for it. So when he learns that he's a demigod son of the strongest primordial god, he was notably surprised. But he quickly recovered, beginning to build his strength in a dog eat dog world. But power attracts enemies. And that's a lesson Corven will need to learn along the way, and, while being the son of the strongest can only protect one for so long, he will inevitably make enemies and rivals that would rather see him dead than succeed. As the son of the Primordial of Darkness and the prince of a forgotten royal family, Corven quickly becomes a target in a brutal world ruled by gods, monsters, demigods, nobles, cultivators, ancient Houses and ruthless politics. He must quickly build his power, brick by brick, because, if he knew one thing, it was this: He was never going to be weak ever again, and he'll ensure that he comes out on top, regardless of method. He had no intentions of bowing down to anyone ever again. In this world, strength defines worth, betrayal is currency, and weakness is an invitation to the gates of Death. So Corven must grow stronger. Faster. Smarter. More ruthless. Making both allies and enemies as he climbs the ladder of power to the peak. Because if he doesn’t, the enemies hunting him will bury him long before he ever reaches his full potential. His road is a bloody one, filled with war, betrayal, ancient enemies, and powers beyond mortal comprehension. Yet, with his loyal friends at his back and a primordial family that seems hellbent on gifting him absurdly overpowered abilities, Corven may actually stand a chance against the forces seeking his downfall... At least externally, anyway. Because the true enemy may lie within. See, power in this world comes at a cost. And Primordial Spawns are cursed notoriously worse than most. Sure, there may be Monarchs blessed by the elements. Demigods blessed by the gods. And Progenitors blessed by evolution itself. Primordial Spawns --- children born to primordial parents --- are blessed by the Primordials themselves; they are born with limitless potential and favored by the universe itself. But they are born with a curse. The stronger they become, the more their sanity begins to fracture beneath the weight of their own power. After all, the cost of power is madness and, as the strongest of the Primordial Spawns, Corven has madness in spades. Suffice to say, if the enemies of Erebus don’t kill Corven before his ascension... His own insanity might just do the trick. He fights dirty. He talks back. Mercy? There is none left. This is not a story about heroes. This is the rise of the Shadowborn monster the world tried to erase — and the legend that will force them to remember why darkness was the very first element in creation... And why it is feared. ------------------------------------ WARNING: This story isn’t for the faint of heart. The main character is shameless, crude, and unapologetically ruthless. If you want a clean-cut hero who plays by the rules, this isn’t your tale. ------------------------------------------ But if you crave raw power, dark humor, divine legacies, and the rise of a shameless, ruthless legend — buckle up. ------------------------------------ Additional Tags: - Anti-Hero - Villain - Magic - Cultivation - Undead - Summons - Broken - Gods - Myths - Betrayals - Vengeance - Werewolves - Vampires - Demons - Warlocks - Witches ------------------------------------ Release Schedule & Bonuses • 2+ Chapters every 3–4 days • Bonus Chapter every third Friday • Power Stone Milestones:   • 35 = +1 Chapter   • 55 = +4 Chapters • 20 Shares = +2 Chapters ------------------------------------ Read. Vote. Share. Let’s climb—one shadow at a time.

Sucked into a wormhole... Arg was stuck in a monstrous world where he had to survive against monsters with powers. As time goes on, he explores other planets, getting stronger and stronger to fight back monstrous beings from another universe to protect what's precious to him...

"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

While everyone is striving and working so hard to be a God, Kali on the other hand, is already a God the moment he awakened his talent. Everyone fights to be the ruler of the world, him? He is already an undisputed ruler of a world! It is lonely being on top with no one to recognize he is the one on top, above all men! So Kali decided to show them, what a real God truly is! And to do that, he needs to develop the barren planet he just awakened as a talent from the ground up. "Can I just skip to the future where I'm already the best? Do I really still have to work? ;("

To cope with the fierce competition between the various Cosmoses, the top-tier gods of the prime Cosmos to which Blue Star belongs, inspired from an unknown source, organized a Lord Competition that spans the entire Cosmos. With the spirituality of intelligent lifeforms as the core, supplemented by the power of a world, they are cast into the chaos outside the Cosmos. The power of chaos is transformed into a sanctuary, and the intelligent lifeforms become the masters of these small worlds, known as Lords. Then, using the connection between the intelligent lifeforms and the prime world as a guide, these newly created small worlds are drawn into the prime Cosmos. Then, through the competition, powerful Lords are selected. The eliminated Lords will have the connection to their territories severed and will be sent back to their original worlds. A portion of their territories will be given as rewards to the powerful Lords, while another portion is absorbed by the prime Cosmos, taken by the gods, or becomes a new planet in the Cosmos. The competition will continue until the participating Lords become gods, only then will they be able to leave the competition. An unknown amount of time has passed, and another competition is about to begin. Lin Yu, with his god-tier talent, drew a World Tree Seed from the novice benefits, creating a World Tree Territory and bringing new changes to this Cosmos.

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.'