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‘How cliché. I’ve read countless novels where the Hero is betrayed by their companions… but was I wrong to trust those who fought beside me for nearly six decades?’ ----- Betrayal. A word many live in fear of. A word some never expect… until it happens. A word that completely shatters one’s view of life. Just like any other heroic tale, Simon was the Hero of Earth, the one who defeated the Demon King and was about to end the war between races with his companions. Yet, in the end, he was betrayed by his own companions for reasons he never understood. Instead of finding death, Simon found rebirth. To his horror, he reincarnated as the very race he had devoted his entire life to exterminating… a race he despised, feared, and was disgusted by. Reborn as a demon infant within one of the most impoverished demon tribes, Simon found himself at the very bottom of a world he once sought to destroy. Fortunately, he was not entirely abandoned. His unique Seven Star Blessing, bestowed by his patron God, followed him through reincarnation. Armed with this Blessing and the Demonic Magic of his new race, Simon now harbors an ambition greater than ever before… to rise higher than he ever did as the Hero of Earth. To become a God. But the path forward is far from simple. Betrayals from those he would never expect. Endless trials and tribulations. And the lingering question of identity… Should he cling to his past as a human hero, or embrace his nature as a demon to survive? Can Simon abandon his hatred and live among demons? Will he erase his past entirely and fully embrace his demonic nature? Will his thirst for revenge drag him deeper into darkness… Or will he rise above it? In the end… Will he be devoured… or will he devour all?

Transmigrated into a sword!? By killing, he gains Evolution Points, starting from a broken sword and evolving into a legendary epic demonic sword! ____________________ You can read advance chapters of this novel and other novels in my patreon patreon.com/NO_NAME1412

Every civilization has its own version of the beginning. Some call it history. Others call it myth. Few dare to ask which one is true. --- Between the lines of history, countless events have been twisted, misunderstood, and recorded incorrectly. Those who witnessed the truth chose not to correct these accounts, allowing them to become accepted as unquestionable facts. Now those false records are treated as reality, and the known universe is beginning to unravel in places where no one is looking. One wrong choice creates waves of disasters, yet the true price has not been paid. But what if someone appeared who could solve everything at its source? Csendez, a young phoenix born into one of the universe's oldest noble families, enters the Academy - an institution founded by the Alocanai Council to preserve the fragile peace between the great races. For fifty years, future leaders, warriors, scholars, and rulers are expected to study together... while rivalries, ambitions, and hidden agendas quietly grow beneath the surface. To most students, the Academy is the beginning of adulthood. To Csendez, it may become the beginning of answers. Haunted by dreams that feel more like forgotten memories than imagination, she finds herself drawn toward mysteries no one seems willing to discuss. Ancient legends refuse to remain legends. Powerful figures hide faces instead of names. Even history itself begins to contradict everything the universe believes to be true. As old truths crumble, one question becomes impossible to ignore. Some secrets were buried for a reason. And some eyes never stop watching.

"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

Faye and her elder brother return to town after years away. Adjusting isn’t easy, not with his personal troubles and not in a place that no longer feels like home. Everything feels strange. Different. Like she doesn’t belong. On her first day back, she clashes with a girl they meet by accident, and the encounter ends badly. The next morning, Faye walks into her new school only to discover that the same girl is not just anyone… she’s the Alpha of the pack and the school’s princess. Now they’re forced into the same space every day. They become enemies instantly, constantly getting on each other’s nerves. Pride clashes. Neither of them is willing to back down. Until one reckless night changes everything. They wake up in each other’s arms. Both agree it was a mistake. It never happened. It will never happen again. But what happens when proof is left behind? Faye discovers she’s carrying the Alpha Princess’s baby. Now two people who can’t stand each other must decide, will they keep fighting, or will they learn to stand together for the child that binds them? [Content Warning This story may contain explicit adult content, including violence, killing, bloodshed, and other mature themes. Some chapters may not include specific warnings.] Thank you for reading my book.

Not every uma was born for the spotlight. Most flare, then fade. Burning out like dying stars, forgotten in the dark. Black Dahlia grew up in the wreckage of broken dreams, but when tragedy shatters her world, she finds her road on Japan’s infamous outlaw circuit: The Midnight Run Association (MRA). In a world of money, neon streets, and crews built on loyalty and betrayal, Dahlia teams up with Logan, a disgraced former trainer with nothing left to lose. Together, they blaze through back alleys and highways, outrun the law, smashing through rival crews, and risking everything on the asphalt. Each win puts them closer to the top of the Blacklist—where the fastest, the fiercest, and the most dangerous wait. Updates Saturdays Umamusume: Pretty Derby is the property of Cygames, Inc including games, characters, and related materials.

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?

In the frostbitten North, a boy with a emerald eyes walks a path shaped by war, silence, and something darker beneath the snow. Twelve-year-old Viktor is not a hero...yet. Raised in isolation by a quiet warrior with strange powers, he learns to read more than just books: the cold, the silence, and the weight of decisions. When invaders take the northern stronghold, Viktor is pulled into a quiet war-one fought not by armies, but by shadows. Infiltration's. Puppets without souls. A city that smiles while it rots from within. Guided by Kaavi, his mentor, and joined by a group of deadly yet disciplined fighters, Viktor’s journey begins with a mission to reclaim what has already been lost. But the deeper they go, the more he begins to understand: there is no clean line between monsters and men. This is a slow-burning tale of subtle powers, moral choices, and survival behind enemy lines. A grounded fantasy of quiet tension, gradual growth, and the cost of control. * New Chapters Every Saturday*

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.

This is a novel about a former human who becomes a demon because of a game. He lives his life as a demon from the Abyss, crossing into other worlds. (There will be different systems in use, different plots, and different powers. Expect cultivation systems, game systems, magic systems, and much more.) His main objective is to destroy and cause chaos throughout the multiverse. This novel also uses a ranking system that affects both anime and comic universes. Void becomes a Primordial Demon and, step by step, changes the views of all races about demons. Demons are not weak; demons are beings of pure chaos. Note that the MC is cruel and indifferent to life. This is a dark novel, so don't expect a Son of Destiny. In fact, Void isn't a villain...he is far, far crueler. Do not read if you are weak-minded.

It’s not quite a transmigration, nor is it a rebirth. It’s more as if some "Mad Scientist God" took two entirely unrelated souls, mashed them together, and stuffed them into this shell. Em... well, maybe they tossed in a little something "extra" for good measure? I don’t know if I’m a dinosaur, and I don’t know if I still count as human. I only know that my tiny brain is currently processing a level of information it was never meant to handle at this age. These were the final thoughts of Carlo, a hatchling Giganotosaurus, born by sheer accident in the Giganotosaurus Exhibit of Jurassic World, just before he blacked out. ——————— Author’s Notes: 1. The Protagonist: A Giganotosaurus from the ARK: Survival Evolved vanilla module. He is not a human, but rather a dinosaur possessing human knowledge. 2. The "System": There is no traditional narrative system, but the protagonist can view a "Dinosaur Stat Panel" identical to the one in ARK. 3. Reader Discretion: This book leans toward paleontology and the author's personal imagination of dinosaur ecology. It is not a non-stop "kill-or-be-killed" action flick; expect a focus on nature and behavior. ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/AlexandrusTL 50+ advance chapter!

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

In the unforgiving wilderness of a desolate continent, a young wolf is born into a world where the weak are prey and the strong are still prey. This harsh, primal forest is a place where survival is a relentless struggle, and every creature fights to claim their place in the brutal hierarchy of the food chain. From the moment it opens its eyes, the little wolf, named Kai Syaoran, understands the ruthless laws of nature. The little wolf begins to question what it means to be perfect and whether true perfection can ever be achieved without immortality. Driven by an insatiable desire for perfection and the elusive promise of eternity, Kai Syaoran embarks on a perilous journey to rise above all things .

After awakening an ancient resonance system beneath a ruined underwater city, Izumi and six fragment bearers become bound together against their will. Hunted by the mysterious Architect and pursued by the world-ending Devourer, they must master synchronization, survive devastating truths, and prevent their identities from collapsing into a single existence.

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.

Horrible Accident? Check Otherworldly Soul Yeeting? Check Taking over some schmuck's body who died around the same time? Check Unable to cultivate because the aforementioned schmuck's constitution is all messed up? Double Check In the world of Valresta where the great and powerful cultivate an energy called aether to get to where they are, Zhen Liu (Thomas Lee) is physically unable to despite having the qualities to do so. But due to a twist of fate, Zhen Liu is given the ability to create kaijin, strange and monstrous warriors to fight in his stead. By using this world's laws combined with his knowledge of Earth, watch as Zhen Liu stands above the so-called aether saints to become the one and only kaijin lord! "What the hell is a train"?! "Something that's about to kick your butt. Get him"! "Yes my lord"! Cover art done by JacKLYart on Twitter My Twitter: https://twitter.com/MajorMizako?t=23kOezglRcDjEUKcmpZQiA&s=09

Absolute Exorcist Every five years, a global exorcist tournament determines the hierarchy of the supernatural world, ranking those who shape reality itself. To ordinary people, these matches appear as simple street fights. But in truth, every battle unfolds across a hidden spiritual layer, where the real conflict is decided through the interaction between humans and spirits. In this world, magic is not freely generated. Humans possess only microscopic life energy, insufficient to produce true phenomena. Instead, they act as signalers, using chants and techniques to communicate intent to spirits, who execute the result. Most spirits respond with minimal effort, making efficiency, clarity, and timing the foundation of combat. From this, two distinct combat philosophies emerge: Battle Types: specialize in rapid execution, sending precise, high-speed signals to spirits, forcing immediate results in the flow of combat. Their strength lies in timing, output efficiency, and the ability to act within fractions of a moment. Support Types: construct systems, rituals, arrays, and artifacts that store energy and define outcomes. At higher levels, they no longer rely on spirits at all, instead creating structured rule-based frameworks that determine how magic behaves within a space. Power is not measured by potential, but by , recorded output, a fighter’s highest achieved performance and their consistency in reaching it. Rankings reflect proven limits, not theoretical growth. Yet beyond individual combat lies a deeper layer of reality. Spirits themselves are not static beings. They exist in shifting states, forming, dispersing, and sometimes gathering into unified entities when their ambitions align. These entities can reshape entire battlefields, acting as forces of nature with intent. What appears to be victory over such beings is rarely destruction, but the collapse of their shared purpose. To maintain stability, elite overseers operate within the spiritual layer, controlling the aftermath of battles. Damage does not disappear, it accumulates, delayed until the fight ends, when reality absorbs the consequences all at once. But the tournament is not just about rank. It is a selection process. Across multiple dimensions, other worlds operate under different systems of power. The chosen exorcists must represent their reality against opponents whose magic follows entirely different rules, where even the definition of strength may not be the same. In this layered world, combat is not just about winning. It is about proving which system, which philosophy, which understanding of power, deserves to exist beyond its own reality.