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After waking up as a Charmander, Lian discovers he possesses a Combat System. By continuously battling and earning combat ratings, he can become increasingly stronger. However, Lian, who is profoundly lazy, pursuing strength through battles isn't his desired lifestyle. He simply wishes to be an ordinary Charmander. ***** Please support me on Patreon, where you can read a bunch of extra chapters, not just for this novel, but for all the novels I'm translating. I upload at least 2 times daily for each novel (meaning there are at least twice as many chapters on Patreon compared to here on Webnovel). https://www.pat reon.com/ThatGreatStuff

Ayan lived a quiet life filled with routine, silence, and nothing to look forward to—except one thing. The virtual world of Aetherion. There, he met Aelira, a gentle NPC who felt more real than anyone he had ever known. She smiled, she remembered, and she cared in ways that didn’t feel programmed. Until one day… she spoke to him. Not to his character. To him. Thinking it was a glitch, Ayan stopped logging in. But her voice didn’t disappear. “Why didn’t you come?” And when he finally saw her in the real world— She pushed him. When Ayan opened his eyes again, he was no longer in his world. He was inside Aetherion. And waiting for him… was the girl who was never meant to know his name.

I listened to the potential buyers in the hallway as they inspected the females in the other cells. There weren’t enough beastmen to go around, and from the way other males bowed to them, I could tell they were apex predators. The very top of the food chain. In a world where females outnumbered the males twenty to one, the idea that these nine males were sharing one female between them, instead of each taking twenty as their own, was odd. Unheard of, really. Unless the female was of unparalleled beauty, then... no, I still didn't get it. What was even stranger was that this female seemed to be even more feared than all nine of her mates, combined. ─────────────────────── Tags: harem, primitive world, beast world, polygamy, bisexual harem (bxb, gxg, bxg), femdom, fluff, wholesome, comedy

Storm was a young dragon from a small clan of dragons that hid away in a mountain range in the continent of Xylos. On the anniversary of his 50th year of hatching, human hunters found the clan and slew them. Storm lost himself into hatred and vengeance and for 50 years he hunted and killed humans mercilessly until a chance encounter with a childhood friend he though long dead freed him of the madness that plagued him.

In ancient mythology, there was a shadow that encircled the world—lurking in the darkness, waiting for the day it could raise its head and devour the gods. It once deceived the King of Heroes, Gilgamesh, into severing his ties with the gods and orchestrated the return of the great disaster, Tiamat. It shattered the authority of Olympus and lured Athena, the goddess of wisdom, into rebellion. It kidnapped Skadi, the goddess of winter, bringing shame upon Asgard and setting off the Twilight of the Norse Gods. It even engineered the clash between Britannia’s Red Dragon and White Dragon, dragging Jeanne d’Arc into corruption. Because of this, it was branded with countless names of ultimate evil. "The Terror of Babylon, the Calamity of the Aegean Sea!" "The Nightmare of Asgard, the Apocalyptic Red Dragon with Seven Heads and Ten Horns!!" "Nemesis of the Messiah, the Original Sin of the World!!!" But seriously, we all did those things together—so why am I the one getting blamed for everything? ... When a man named Tokiomi Tohsaka used a piece of snakeskin to summon him, Samael saw how the Magus cautiously stepped in front of his daughters to shield them. In that moment, he understood... Yeah—he was definitely taking the fall for all of it. Fan translation of 没人比我更懂当反派 by 紫夜弦歌

She died three times—and every time, because the war broke out. And then she's reborn on the most humiliating and painful day of her life: the day she's rejected by the love of her life. So on her fourth life, Seraphina does the unthinkable and heads straight to the source of the war: She marches into the Demon Lord’s castle… And proposes marriage! Now bound to the most dangerous man alive, she must stop a war that always happens— Before it kills her again.

I inexplicably traveled through time and space and became Ares, the god of war in Greek mythology, but something seemed wrong with this world. "Ever since the Wandering Star Soldier shattered the original godhead, the world has been divided into several pieces..." "What is the Wandering Star Soldier? Can you please explain it more clearly?" "I have received a prophecy that in the future Zeus will be overthrown by a demigod named Kratos, and the Age of Gods will end..." ........................ This is a translation RAW 最苟战神阿瑞斯 ........................ For the advance chapter visit Patreon:- patreon.com/Stories_hub739 you can buy me a cup of cofee: https://www.paypal.me/UtkarshKumar96 Find your 5 free advanced chapters here: Omnicalctools.online

Heroic Songs In Chaos World Author: sampatin Genre: Fantasy, Military, Bureaucracy, Warfare, Dark Themes, Otherworldly This story draws inspiration from history, as narrated through the author's unique perspective. It blends creativity with historical elements, intertwining fact and fiction. While some aspects closely resemble real historical events, others diverge significantly. The characters, locations, relationships, and events are a fusion of reality and imagination. Some may have historical counterparts, while others are entirely fictional. Readers should not consider this novel an official historical chronicle. The world holds countless bitter sorrows But none more bitter than losing freedom. Prologue He devotes himself to love, and sacrifices for righteousness. The downfall of the nation and the people's loss of identity are obsessions for one who forgets grudges, and dedicates himself fully to the people. He dedicates his life to the nation, aspiring for his people, lives for love, and dies for righteousness. A peaceful nation and joyful people are the aspirations of one who regards the nation as everything. He charged into the flames of war like a moth drawn to fire, hazarding his life for freedom. To fight to the death for deliverance was the obligation of one who lived for his loved ones and was willing to die for his family. He repays kindness and avenges grievances. He survives because of hatred, bleeds for love, and fights to the death for vengeance. His lifelong creed is the fixation that blood debts must be repaid in blood. He exists for familial ties and endures humiliation to avenge his family. Blood dyes deep-seated hatred, and his life is devoted to a dream. It is the life of one imprisoned in a cycle of hatred, marching side by side with fixation and yearning to transform a phantasmal vision into reality. He weeps for his family and sheds blood for his loved ones. He vows to live for love and die for righteousness. Blood washes away hatred, and a life dedicated to kinship is the purpose of one who sees family as their sole existence. He is the maker of thrones, the changer of dynasties. A powerful nation, its lands whole and unbroken, its people living in peace, soldiers and subjects united, and a lineage—close-knit and united—lasting for countless generations, imperishable for eternity. Such is the perfect world for those who believe that personal power cannot compare to the prosperity of lineage. He is a pillar of the realm, erasing discord for the land’s sake, quelling internal strife, repelling foreign aggressors, and safeguarding the emperor. With a lifetime of unwavering devotion, he upholds the bond between ruler and subjects. He unites the imperial lineage with commanders and warriors, and fosters harmony between commoners and the martial force to forge an army bonded like fathers and sons. Commanding formidable legions, he vanquishes invading foes, restores the capital, and brings peace and prosperity to the people. He is the one who connects two worlds, governs the throne, and cherishes talent as if it were life itself. With diplomacy that is both firm and flexible, and rigorous yet just internal governance, he dedicates himself to strengthening familial bonds. He alleviates burdens on the populace, and unites all ranks to safeguard the nation's fate. The eternal mountains and rivers, the people living in peace and prosperity, and the succession of enlightened and virtuous rulers—these are the hopes of one who bears the weight of the kingdom upon his shoulders. The people. The crossroads. Who will endure in pursuit of their dreams until the final moment of this grand saga of farewell and demise in an age of Heroic Songs in the World of Chaos?

DESCENDANTS OF THE MOONDESCENDANTS OF THE MOON SYNOPSIS The world is now full of supernaturals, ranging from Vampires and Lycans to Demons and Dragons.Humans are oblivious to their existence. The supernaturals roam the Earth, living among ignorant Humans.They are trained in different Academys to fight against evil and protect the Human race and Earth itself from destruction. The Laws,Powers, Weaknesses and Abominations of each supernatural specie has been put in place by the Moon Goddess.Each specie has a leader mostly chosen on the basis of their strength and leadership skills. This story examines the lifestyle and activities of the supernaturals on Earth.To Humans the supernaturals are myths about Creatures of the Night.

Most people dream of escaping their miserable lives. I wasn’t one of them. Sure, life on Earth had its problems like bad economy, power outages, corrupt systems, but it was still better than dying in some fictional hellhole. Unfortunately for me, I didn’t get a choice. All it took was one angry rant. One bad review. And the next thing I knew, I was dragged into the very novel I trashed, by the author themselves. Yeah… apparently, they don’t take criticism well. Now I’m stuck in a world I know is filled with death flags, monsters, and absolute nonsense, and worse, that unhinged author might still be watching me. Fine. Let them watch. Because no matter what they throw at me… I refuse to die here. Even if it means dealing with frustrating women who seem he'll bent on destroying my peace. ______ [Power stones Vending Machine] 30 Powerstones = 1 bonus chapter. 50 Powerstones = 2 bonus chapters. 100 Powerstones = 3 bonus chapters. 150 Powerstones = 4 bonus chapters. 200 Powerstones= 5 bonus chapters. [Golden Ticket Vending Machine] 5 Golden Tickets = 1 bonus chapter. 10 Golden Tickets= 2 bonus chapters. 20 Golden Tickets= 3 bonus chapters. 40 Golden Tickets= 4 bonus chapters. 80 Golden Tickets= 5 bonus chapters. 100 Golden Tickets= 6 bonus chapters. 150 Golden Tickets= 7 bonus chapters. 200 Golden Tickets= 8 bonus chapters. 300 Golden Tickets= 9 bonus chapters. Discord link: https://discord.gg/T92tfEkBm

Dr. Killian spent his life mentoring unstable minds, until one of his patients killed him. His next life begins in a fantasy world he vaguely recognizes from the same patient’s ramblings about a novel Killian never bothered to pay attention to. Reborn as Atheline Sunblade, a high elf noble from a family second only to the throne, Killian discovers his original role in the story was insignificant: he was simply the man sent to capture the villainess runaway fiancée. Determined to avoid the plot entirely, Killian plans to live quietly. Unfortunately, fate seems to have a twisted sense of humour. Instead, he casually befriends what he assumes is a normal dark elf soldier visiting the elven kingdom. She’s intense, strangely curious about him, and appears far too often for his liking , but Killian doesn’t think much of it after all every Dark elf he heard of was pushy to begin with. Until a cultural misunderstanding and several extremely unfortunate assumptions lead to one catastrophic realization. The “soldier” he’s been talking to… is actually the Dark Elf Queen. And somehow, he accidentally proposes. To make matters even more fucked up, he got a system that basically gives him useless things. ..... It will have smut scenes and I will mark them for those who don't want to read them. AUTHORS NOTE. It's wise that you read it, you might get transmigrated into the book one day if you ignore it.

Su Qinglan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the chubbiest tiger cub she’d ever seen. “Aww… Look at you,” she whispered, booping its tiny nose. “So cute I could eat you up...” A sudden shadow loomed over her. “What’s so good about this stinky cub?” a deep, amused voice asked. She blinked up… and froze. Towering above her was a tall tiger beast man, his golden eyes narrowed in a lazy, predatory smile. “Let’s have ours,” he said. Su Qinglan’s brain short-circuited. … Ours? OURS?! Before she could process, in the next moment she was hoisted up onto his broad shoulder like a sack of grain and carried straight toward the cave. Su Qinglan was so choked by the suddenness of it all… she forgot to even complain. *** Su Qinglan’s knees knocked together as she stared up at the enormous serpent. Its cold, red eyes narrowed, the flick of its tongue tasting the air between them. “D-Don’t eat me,” she stammered, hugging herself. “I...I’m not tasty… really, I’m stringy and full of… uh… bad cholesterol.” The snake’s head lowered until it was mere inches from her face. Her fox ears twitched wildly. And then, before she could blink...its massive body shimmered, scales turning into bronzed skin and lean muscle. Standing before her was a man so breathtakingly handsome that Su Qinglan’s poor fox eyes watered just looking at him. Su Qinglan swallowed hard, her tail fluffing up in panic. “I… I…” Her voice cracked. Okay, new problem… the snake is hot. She squeezed her eyes shut. “If you… if you really want…” She blurted, her face burning, “…y-you can… take me.” *** One moment Su Qinglan was fighting with the zombie king with all her might. Boom! The next, she woke up in a bizarre beast world… inside the body of a lazy, pampered, fat local tyrant everyone hated. The “original” Su Qinglan had been an arrogant, scheming villainess who spent her days bullying weaker beast women, chasing after handsome males, and terrorizing the tribe kids. Now, thanks to fate’s twisted sense of humor, Qinglan had inherited the body and the bad reputation. But honestly? Being fat in a beast world was still better than starving in the apocalypse. At least here, she could eat. The only problem? In this world, men weren’t just men, they were beastmen. Tall, strong, dangerous… And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. The catch? The “original” Qinglan’s antics had scared away every decent male within a ten-mile radius. Armed with her apocalyptic survival instincts, a sharp tongue, and a mysterious system that suddenly activated... "Binding with host…" "Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving in the beast world." Qinglan decided she wasn’t going to cry about fate. If she had to live here, then she’d live big, literally.

Years later, when he would finally hold the “Lifetime Achievement Award” in his hands, Makoto Yasui would recall one very specific afternoon—the afternoon he was sent flying ten whole meters… By a horse girl. At the time, he had only recently gotten his Central Trainer’s license. Unfortunately, his lack of experience was obvious, and many horse girls turned him down without a second thought. And so, after being rejected yet again, maybe his mind wandered a bit too much. While waiting to cross at a red light, he spotted a child nearly step into oncoming traffic. His body moved before his brain could catch up. The kid was fine. He was not. Because he got hit. Not by a car, but by a horse girl. She had black hair, red eyes, and a matching black tail. And she slammed into him at full sprint. Thanks to years of quiet self-training—secretly guided by memories from a past life—he managed to twist midair and land without too much damage. Still, getting launched like that wasn’t exactly part of his daily routine. The horse girl, on the other hand, was completely panicking. “I-I’m so sorry! Are you hurt?! A-are you okay?!” “I-I'm Kitasan Black! A first-year at Tracen Academy! Pleased to meet you—wait, no, that’s not what I should say right now!” “I—I mean—I’ll take responsibility! I’ll take full responsibility for this!!” That’s how it all began. The girl’s name was Kitasan Black. And this was the start of everything. = = = = Note: Some character backgrounds and settings have been reworked for narrative purposes. This version expands the world while staying faithful to the spirit of the original. New readers can enjoy it as a mix of sports drama and school life.

The world of Hentai is a Dangerous Place, Especially if Your Best Friend is a Hentai Protagonist and You Are a Trap (MC is a Heroine) (Male-To-Female)

As the newly appointed 12th Fatui Harbringer of Snezhnaya, with the nickname of the [Ausbilder], or The [Instructor], Bai Luo feels a little uneasy. This is because the Cryo Archon has given him a task: to go to Inazuma as the Snezhnaya Envoy. As a world traveler, he knows full well the consequences of going to Inazuma—he will definitely be targeted by Raiden Shogun. However, if he doesn't go, the Cryo Archon will also target him. So he chooses to employ a traditional technique that everyone tend to use from time to time in his previous world. Slacking off.

story of 4 girls and 4 boys bounded by fate ..despite of rivalry they fell in love ..with their bonding of love & friendship ..they overcomes even the harsh challenges

As the newly appointed 12th Fatui Harbringer of Snezhnaya, with the nickname of the [Ausbilder], or The [Instructor], Bai Luo feels a little uneasy. This is because the Cryo Archon has given him a task: to go to Inazuma as the Snezhnaya Envoy. As a world traveler, he knows full well the consequences of going to Inazuma—he will definitely be targeted by Raiden Shogun. However, if he doesn't go, the Cryo Archon will also target him. So he chooses to employ a traditional technique that everyone tend to use from time to time in his previous world. Slacking off.

Three years ago, the Zahryssar Empire saved the Northern Kingdom of Thalryn from absolute annihilation. In gratitude—and desperation—Duke Veyrhold of Thalryn swore a vow to the Coiled Throne: he would send a bride to the Serpent Emperor. But gratitude soon turned to fear. The ruler of Zahryssar, Zeramet Karash, Prime Alpha of a bloodline, was rumored to be a monster—the Serpent King who wiped out his own bloodline, a ruler no consort had ever survived, and a sovereign who could erase a person’s very identity. No omega stepped forward and the promise remained unfulfilled. Until Zahryssar demanded payment. “If I could save your kingdom,” the Emperor declared, “I can erase it just as easily.” With war threatening once more and innocent lives at stake, the Duke made a final choice to send his own omega daughter—only to be refused by her; she chose death over being sent to a monster. And then, his son stepped forward. Levin Veyrhold, Alpha heir of House Veyrhold—warrior, future heir of Veyrhold—offered himself instead. No Omega could survive the Serpent Emperor… but perhaps an Alpha could. In a world where vows are law, power is biology, and love is the most dangerous defiance of all, can Levin Veyrhold survive the serpent emperor?

The story of how Kitasan Black met her Trainer

Author Though, Fleeting Imagination, and Info Dump