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Yet again, Earthlings were summoned. A dying Time God, already half-corrupted, descended upon Earth with nothing but a single, blinking eye. No body. No mercy. Before he could explain why the other world was collapsing—or what happened—he died. The chosen were cursed. Each Earthling aged from 12 to 60 was reincarnated into another world. Each was trapped in an isolated time loop. Each was abandoned without answers. Ganesh chose to reincarnate as the weakest race imaginable: a slime. Not for survival—but because the system offered him a trait, very powerful: Eternal Mastery [Mythic]. With every death, his body reset. With every loop, his masteries, learned techniques, and pain carried over. He awakened in a slime farm, where slimes were bred like cattle, harvested for food, and burned alive for amusement. He learned quickly. He died quickly. Again. And again. And again. Across loops, Ganesh experimented with his own existence— Fire Slime {Uncommon}. Water Slime {Uncommon}. Acid Slime {Uncommon}. Elemental Slime {Rare+}. Spirit Slime {Legendary}. Dragon Slime {Mythic}. Even Primordial Slime {Divine}. But strength revealed truth. Humans had erased their own history using sealed artifacts. Demons were branded as betrayers. Gods fought unholy beings elsewhere—leaving their failures behind. Beneath ruined cities and sealed fortresses, eldritch creatures waited— Rituals granted power along with a curse. Artifacts erased wills. Faith was devoured before it could bloom. And the deeper Ganesh went, the clearer it became: The world had lost hope and was corrupted with Eldritch. Even the sun and moon were taken over by Eldritch. Now, as gods fall, timelines fracture, and ancient wars resurface, Ganesh must decide— Will he save the world Or will he follow the same path… and become something unholy himself? Dark Fantasy • Time Loop • Eldritch Horror • Progression Fantasy Daily Updates A dark progression fantasy with time loops and psychological erosion (for readers who enjoyed the despair and repetition of Re:Zero). No one 17 and under admitted is due to gore and dark... And an important note, something happens near the end of Arc 3, this is for those who feel limitless loops have no tension....because he can still loop—but every reset tears his soul apart. The truth behind this wound is revealed near the end of Arc Three. {Read it to find out}

I've been sick ever since I can remember. My dad's a drunk prick, and he doesn't treat my mom very well. My girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend, because she figures I'm going to die soon anyways. They all do. Hell, they're probably right. I've been to countless doctors, and they can't figure out what is wrong with me aside from the fact that my body is slowly shutting down. I don't have any friends anymore. My dad doesn't allow me home anymore, and apparently, I'm not even their real son. That was a real kick in the teeth. Only my mom tries to talk to me still, but there's always hell to pay if my dad catches her. At this point, I've accepted my end, and I wish it would just hurry up. At least, that's what I told myself, until I came across a new fuzzy little friend that would change my entire life. My name is Elias Crosse, and my tale is about get crazy. Note: This story features an OP MC, so power development and growth isn't really present for him, although there is some. A lot of the growth mainly comes from other characters, and features a focus on said characters. Elias is also not someone who puts up with other character's bullshit, and routinely puts them in their place. I don't exactly know how to describe my story in terms of a genre. It has action, it has slice of life, and it has romance. There is no fade to black, and I can be very descriptive.

My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

A man dies in one world…and wakes up in another,inside a body that was never his. Before he can even understand how, the world marks him as something impossible..an anomaly,the kind Arbiters are designed to erase. Then he meets them: Solance — a living light who shouldn’t exist.Fragile, flickering, beautiful… one touch away from vanishing forever. Lioren — a human girl who survived the unspeakable.Quiet. Wounded. Terrifyingly brave when it matters. Three beings who were never meant to meet.Three souls the world tries desperately to keep apart.Three hearts that connect anyway. And that connection? It breaks the universe. The Arbiters launch trial after trial:Loss. Separation. Isolation.Identity fracture. World-level punishment. Each trial should destroy them. Each failure should erase one of them. Each rule says their bond is forbidden. But the bond doesn’t break....it evolves. It grows stronger. It fuses their souls. It rewrites the laws holding the world together. Until one day…the Arbiter system collapses. The sky fractures. Reality glitches. And the creator of all Arbiters...the Architect...descends to witness the birth of something no world has ever seen: A tri-bond strong enough to rebuild reality from scratch. A new era begins. A world without rules. A universe learning to breathe again through three interconnected hearts. This is the story of a bond the universe tried to kill..and accidentally made unstoppable.

The world's changed, or at least it's trying to. He's been thinking on the subject for a while now and finally came to an answer, marriage that is, shame they don't seem to have the same idea on it. Following the rise of spreading magi tech, the world is soon split into a perilous divide of old and new; Mages deem it a sacrilege upon the very concept of magic to dare link its hands with science. War doesn't seem imminent but perhaps something wildly more sinister and in the midst of it all Gohlm and Val must tread the line of revelations about each other they'd likely wanted hidden. This is a little slice of life inspired, hope to create something enjoyable for a relaxing read:)

A century after Spirit Energy returned to Earth, humanity is no longer the planet’s sole master. Animals have evolved into terrifying apex species, ancient bloodlines have awakened, and the world has been divided into fortified Human Federation Zones, lawless T3 Wild Regions ruled by mutant beasts, and forbidden Danger Zones where even legends vanish without a trace. Evolution has become the measure of status, and only those born with powerful bloodlines are allowed to stand at the top. Reborn one hundred years into this brutal era, the protagonist awakens in the body of a low-status youth burdened with a seemingly worthless dormant bloodline. Having died once as a disposable evolver during a failed expedition, he knows the future disasters, the hidden ruins, and the lies that uphold the Federation’s rule. This time, however, fate deviates. Upon awakening, he activates the Evolution System, a forbidden existence capable of analyzing, optimizing, and transcending bloodlines without the risk of mutation. While others are bound to a single evolutionary path, he can adapt, devour, and evolve endlessly through combat and survival. As beast empires rise and human society fractures under greed and fear, the protagonist steps onto a path that defies natural selection itself. In a world where evolution decides who deserves to live, he will become the anomaly that rewrites the rules of survival.

Luna was twenty-four and ordinary until the world chose her. Dragged into Beastworld, a realm ruled by instinct and territory, Luna learns one terrifying truth immediately: females are almost extinct. Beasts outnumber women by the thousands, and survival depends on bonds stronger than law. Chosen by a mysterious system only she can see, Luna isn’t summoned to fight or rule. She is brought to balance a world on the brink of collapse. Dragons. Beasts. Creatures bound by instinct and desire are drawn to her existence. Protection turns possessive. Bonds form across species. Territories begin to shift. Too gentle for a brutal world and too important to ignore, Luna survives with kindness, a trait far more dangerous than power in Beastworld. Because being chosen doesn’t mean being safe. It means everyone is watching. And the beasts have already decided she belongs to them.

​Two Tribes. One Massacre. A Love Forged in Fire and Salt. ​In the divided world of Varnathian, the Druvkaur are fire and shadow, while the Velanthri are song and sea. They were never meant to touch. But at eighteen, Zekar, a reckless Druvkaur warrior with a dragon’s soul, meets Emery, the ethereal daughter of a Velanthri Lord. Their connection is instant—a forbidden spark that promises to bridge the gap between their warring peoples. ​Then, the world burns. ​When the Empire of Eldharûn launches a genocidal massacre, Zekar is left for dead in the ashes of his village, and Emery is dragged away in chains, a "Songbird" prize for a cruel Prince. ​Eight years pass. ​Zekar has become a legend—the Dragon King of a secret rebellion, obsessed with the girl he couldn't save. He has spent every second of his life hardening his heart and honing his fire for one purpose: to take her back. ​When he finally storms the Imperial Capital, he doesn't find the fragile girl he remembers. He finds a woman who has learned to survive in the silence. ​Zekar doesn't just want to rescue her; he wants to claim her. He takes her to his fortress in the clouds, but the slow-burn between them is now a dangerous conflagration. As a new war looms and ancient magic awakens, they must decide if their bond is a sanctuary—or a cage. ​He will burn the world to keep her. She will find her voice to save him.

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 a world where the line between dreams and reality is dangerously thin, Eliza is haunted by violent nightmares she cannot explain—and by the growing fear that they may be connected to real deaths. A normal teenager struggling with guilt, grief, and a mind she no longer trusts, Eliza spends her days trying to convince herself she’s not broken. But when her best friend’s boyfriend reveals himself to be something inhuman, her life shatters overnight. She is saved by Santiago, a mysterious shapeshifter who has been watching her far longer than she realizes. As Santiago introduces her to the Veil, a hidden boundary separating the human world from creatures that feed on fear and guilt, Eliza learns the horrifying truth: her dreams are not harmless. They are lethal—and she may already be responsible for one death. Forced to rely on Santiago for protection, Eliza finds herself drawn to him despite the danger. As enemies close in from both sides of the Veil, trust, loyalty, and love are tested, and Eliza must decide whether to keep running from the truth—or face what she has become before the Veil demands its price.

Aren has never wanted attention. He lives quietly, blends in easily, and is content being ordinary. But some lives are altered not by choice, but by fate to the unknown. Caught in a chain of events no one can explain, Aren finds himself bound to something unnatural—something that listens, reacts, and refuses to let him remain unchanged. As his instincts sharpen and his body responds in unfamiliar ways, Aren struggles to hold onto the version of himself that once felt safe. This is not a story about power. It is a story about restraint, fear, and what happens when the impossible chooses someone who never asked to be seen.

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.

Antares, born from the perfect and apathetic race of Gods known as the Stars, is both curious and ambitious. Arriving in the Cardinal world as Asteri, he tests human norms—foreign and often trivial to his true nature—while seeking to understand himself and the world around him.

Nate spent his life fixing other people’s problems while being ignored, mocked, and discarded. When the world falls apart, that same quiet competence keeps him alive. Betrayed, robbed, and left to die, Nate sheds the last pieces of who he was. What emerges is not a hero, but something colder, smarter, and relentless. In a broken world, usefulness is power.

Nina Song transmigrates into the beast world—only to discover she’s become the most infamous “useless” female alive. She’s ugly, talentless, infertile, and utterly unloved by her parents. Her reputation is so terrible that everyone despises her. Her only saving grace? She has eight powerful and devastatingly handsome fiancés. Unfortunately, on the very day of the wedding procession, disaster strikes. Seven fiancés publicly break off the engagement. One outright runs away. Humiliated and abandoned, Nina is exiled by her scumbag father. And as if fate isn’t cruel enough—on the road to exile, she discovers she’s pregnant. With nowhere to go, Nina survives alone in the wilderness, struggling to give birth and raise her children by herself. She vows that no matter how hard life becomes, she will protect her babies at all costs. But just as her peaceful life begins to stabilize… Why do the children’s scumbag fathers start appearing one by one? Worse still, they’re none other than the cold-blooded fiancés who once rejected her. So now you want to snatch my children? Dream on! Except… they don’t seem to be here for the kids at all.

When tragedy struck his unit, and Geoffrey was left as the sole survivor, he did not resent the heavens, nor did he curse his God. As far as he was concerned, it was divine punishment for his sins. Even if bringing witches to the stake had been his duty as a soldier, it wouldn’t wash off the blood on his hands. Nothing could. But then, as he awaited death, a strange being picked him up, only to bring him to his dwelling to treat his wounds. His impending doom was put on hold, and Geoffrey now had to face a reality he had been pretending not to know for years—could he accept that spirits weren’t demons, and witches weren’t evil doers? Whatever the answer, Geoffrey still had to get used to living with a being that was clearly not human, and who, he’d been told all his life, brought disasters to the land. _________________ Insecure sunshine x grumpy mountain spirit ambiguous ending, prequel NOTE: This story isn’t exactly a BE, and it’s certainly not a HE (unless you take into account a distant future). If you’re in search of something joyous from beginning to end, I wouldn’t recommend it. It’s also a prequel, which means a book will follow up one day. However, it can be read on its own. Anyway, enjoy! Psst, the story is completed, so I’ll be updating it in the next few days.

One learns the hard way how wrong this line actually is: 'Brains over brawn.' It all started when Viktor Redwood slaughtered ten thousand soldiers, outwitted the legendary Emperor Leo and his five mythical-class heroines, and put a bullet through his head in front of those heroines—all achieved using sheer intelligence. But even with all that, he lost everything, got too lazy to even care about anything, and was cornered by absolute strength—all while his corrupted incubus race slowly awakened within him, warping his body with demonic features he could barely hide—leading him to decide to at least kill those heroines alongside himself in a boom. Only for him to regress back into his fat, powerless, and cursed body, starting again. This time, with the knowledge that his dormant bloodline will manifest again, transforming him piece by piece. The bad thing about all this? Now he's been thrown back to his worst day—the trial where his fiancée Elena—the one who put a blade to his heart just a moment ago—framed him. But even that didn't stop him from becoming the villain who made heroes bleed and heroines breed. Unlike last time, when he had thwarted her plans, this time he chose to exile himself to prepare an army of his children and wives. Viktor's got the 100x Ability Rebate System: enter powerful women, steal their abilities, multiply them by 100, and return them in bundles when they become mothers with a ratio of 100% to wives and 50% to children. And with a corrupted bloodline that changes his human self to Incubus as he use system—he will get to have a new identity as Householder Incubus. However, this time, the issue is a small twist—where, even with such an overpowered skill, he has been thrown into a wasteland with his loyal mid-thirties nanny, Helena. Will a weak baron with a cursed bloodline slowly transforming his body be able to create his own army and become the Emperor? « What to Expect: => Lots of Lemons (Babies aren't going to pop from the sky, right?) => Fatherhood Journey (A young man to a father of an army of babies, funny x100) => Transformation from Lust to Responsibilities (Responsible Lust, TADA!) => Kingdom Building + Cute, smart children running the kingdom while parents are on vacation. (Vacation to add more babies to the collection to run the kingdom) => Children Handling Kingdoms (Rest assured, babies will be smart and proficient in all subjects you all failed.) => Teaching Lessons to Heroines Who Dared to Touch the MC (Not forgiveness but punishment by giving heroines' brothers and sisters.)

Neo Cromwell suddenly transmigrated into a magical modern world where dungeons, beasts and awakened hunters coexist. But he became a palm-sized slime cub who was about to die in the mouth of a fellow slime! In life and death crisis, Neo awakened as a [Beast Tamer]. He only has two choices. Constantly level up and tame others, or be tamed by others. Thus, Neo started his counterattack journey as a literal "beast" tamer, the one and only. Other slimes and beasts were stuck in the dungeon until death? This slime cub arrogantly rode on the hunters' head and leave! Hunters brought their pet beasts to raid dungeons? A certain slime cub dragged his "human pets" by the neck to raid dungeons! Beast tamers wanted to tame him? Hold his whip! The slime cub whipped the beast tamers' azz to submission! Challenge the tower, fight against other civilizations, become a human, compete with new generation of hunters, conquer both beasts and humans! With his ultimate skill [Slime Transformation] and [Beast Taming], Neo created the legend of the beast tamer slime. DING! [Devour] skill is activated! Linking skills: [Slime Transformation] — [Beast Taming] You choose. • • DING! [Slime Transformation] skill is activated! Neo: wait, what's with the princess cosplay?! -------------------- (Inspired from Solo Leveling & similar stories, Tower of God & anything tower-related + Rimuru for the slime chara Temporary hiatus, will be completed early (less than 200 chaps)