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God Eater: The Abyssal

The gods never stopped eating. They just learned to call it worship. When the divine source abandoned them, the gods discovered something better than power — hunger. Human faith, human sacrifice, human suffering, all of it rendered down into fuel. They built temples so the food would come to them. They built systems so the food would thank them for the privilege. For three thousand years, it worked. Then Uwana opened his mouth and said one word, and one hundred and sixty-four people burned. He is fifteen. He has no training, no lineage, no divine bloodline the Citadel's scanners can detect. What he has is a power that rewrites reality to match whatever he speaks — and a list of gods he intends to kill, carved into his own flesh in a language older than this world. He didn't choose this. He doesn't care that he didn't choose it. The village that raised him used his mother's hands to hold her down and his father's forge iron to silence his father's tongue, and they called it purification, and the gods watched and did nothing. Uwana is done waiting for the gods to do something. Enrolled in the Citadel of Oku — a fortress built in the corpse of a dead deity, where students are sorted by bloodline and the lowest tier is quietly scheduled for harvesting — he finds himself classified as a Glitch. No resonance. No category. A walking absence in a system designed to consume the weak and serve the powerful. He is not interested in the system. He is interested in learning how it breaks. What follows is not a hero's journey. Uwana does not fight because it's right. He fights because it's necessary, and he has decided he can live with the difference. Every god he unmakes brings him closer to something he can't yet name — and further from the boy who once braided cowrie shells into his mother's hair and agreed that a kiss didn't mean anything. Power has a cost. Reality is already beginning to forget his face. He doesn't slow down. Some people survive their trauma. Uwana is going to make his into a religion.
happykairos38 · 1.7k Views

The Greatest Midfielder!

"Lin Yuan, you're fired! Your playing style was too dirty; you're a disgrace to Chinese football!" A ban forced 18-year-old Lin Yuan to leave for Portugal, carrying a bad reputation. Everyone thought this rough guy who only knew how to fight with his body would eventually give up. Until that season, a true beast emerged from Boavista's checkerboard stadium. Some call him the "midfield meat grinder" because wherever he is, it becomes the opponent's nightmare. Some call him the "ankle terminator," and even Messi and Neymar have to be careful to avoid him. Some even call him a "tyrant" because as long as he's on the field, he controls the rhythm of the game! ... Three years later, the Champions League final. Lin Yuan switched to a top club, donned a new uniform, led his team to the top of Europe, and lifted the "Big Ears Cup". He also won the Ballon d'Or that year, becoming the new king of football. Facing the swarm of Chinese football associations seeking reconciliation, Lin Yuan gave a cold smile to the camera: "Sorry, I'm just a dirty hooligan who plays football, I'm not worthy of your noble football." ------ • Atleast Read First 10 Chapters Before Deciding. • Not My Work I'm just Translating and Making it readable. If Orignal Owner wants It removed Contact me. • Also You don’t need to know the original work to follow this journey. The narrative is built so that anyone can dive in and fully grasp what’s happening. • If I get 100 Members on Pitroen I'll update 5 Extra Chapters. ( You can Become Free or Paid member. It Still Counts.)
AnonymousWriter66 · 148.5k Views

Undressed By The Mafia God

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance
JoyceOrtsen · 251k Views