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Villain's Breeding System: Evolving 999+ Harem into an SSS-Rank Legion

« MATURE CONTENT » His name is Raven Lustre. And the universe fucked him from day one. Imagine this: You get isekai'd to a fantasy world. Finally, right? Your moment. Dragon slayers, demon kings, the whole power fantasy package. Except when everyone else rolled Dragon, Archangel, Titan—bloodlines so pure they could split mountains on day one—you got Incubus. 60% purity. The discount bin special. Not the "seduce and conquer" kind you read about in those masterpiece web novels. The "your pheromones are weaker than cologne" kind. The "you can't charm anyone stronger than you" kind. Which in a world where everyone else is a walking apocalypse? Means you can't charm anyone who matters. So while Gareth—the muscle-brained Titan hero—was bench-pressing boulders, and Astasia—the Holy Archangel with a body that belonged in a cathedral and a face she hid behind a helmet—was literally glowing with divine power, Raven was in the back. The strategist. The brain. The guy they kept around because someone had to think. And they hated him for it. Astasia called him trash. Disgusting. Bastard. Freak. Every curse word a noblewoman could learn, she threw at him like stones. He thought she despised him. Thought she saw him as the weakest link dragging down the hero party. Turns out? 89% favorability. She was a fucking tsundere. And he never knew. Never saw it. Because he was too busy surviving, too busy stealing quick fucks with noblewomen in hallways just to recharge his trash-tier powers, too busy being treated like a prostitute with a brain instead of a hero. Then there was Nyra. The cat-woman. Gareth's slave. The one Raven fucked in secret because that idiot was too busy drawing pictures of Astasia like a lovesick puppy. 96% favorability. The one who actually loved him. The one he promised to free. And he failed. An Incubus got who died at Hand of Succubus during their first Session. The End.
Idiocrat · 1m Views

The Walking Dead: The Apocalypse Queen

Even if you’ve never watched The Walking Dead, you can still enjoy this story! 【Realistic Apocalypse + The Walking Dead Setting + Independent Protagonist】 【Base Building + Survival + Adventure | 】 After transmigrating into the world of The Walking Dead, she becomes the younger sister of Leah from the Reapers—someone who was supposed to die before even appearing in the story. Calista seems to have drawn the worst possible script… a doomed background character. But that’s fine. The situation is still salvageable. The first thing she does after waking up? Cling to the Reapers and secure their protection. While Rick’s group is still struggling with questions of morality and humanity, Calista is already rebuilding order through sheer force. The Governor dares to provoke her? Bombard him. The Whisperers? Erase them. The Commonwealth and CRM? Move aside. Rick stares at his shabby camp in confusion. “Why is everyone running to her side?” Negan flicks the blood off Lucille as the gates of Rock Fortress slowly open behind him. “Damn… because following her means you actually thrive.” Starting with the Reapers as her foundation, Calista rises from a winery stronghold to become a ruler of the apocalypse. From the United States… all the way to Europe. The original plot? Just a reference. From today onward, my territory will define the order of the new world. 【The protagonist is not a saint. She won’t follow or assist Rick’s group blindly. Their paths will cross, but she will build her own empire.】 (No system. Just the realistic rise of an ordinary person in the apocalypse.)
GhostParser · 1m Views

Rise Of The Infinite Sovereign

Kevin Reed gained enlightenment at the brink of death, as he sees the one he pledged allegiance to, and some long-time comrades betray him. He closes his eyes one last time thinking, 'If only I had known' Yet against all odds, he finds himself back in time in the body of the fourth prince of the royal family of a soon-to-fall Empire. This is the story of a Knight who uses the machinations of an Empire to take his revenge on all those who betrayed him. A man who uses the knowledge of the future to get the best out of every situation. A man preparing for the coming of the Era of Prodigies and Disaster. But he would have to challenge adversity if he is to bring his ambitions to fruition. So come along on his journey filled with twists and turns, enemies and thorns. As we see the knowledge of the future is used at its best. But no one, not even Ezra, could've predicted just how much Chaos this single irregularity would cause. So join us to witness Ezra, as he rises from humble beginnings, well... maybe not so humble, to becoming a peerless existence. As he rises from the ashes to become a True Sovereign! This is the rise...of the Infinite Sovereign! Discord server: discord.gg/FpBqWR7Pzf ------------------------------------ A/N: This book is written with a pace in relation to the events. It's written in a pace that neither slow enough to cause boredom nor fast enough to cause confusion. It's just right. In this novel, too much is always happening all at once. what do i mean? read to find out. And while this novel's title doesn't seem to have correlation to the story in the beginning. It was titled in regards to events in the long term. ----------------------------------------- WARNING!: Read at least five Chapters before drawing any conclusions ---------------------------------------------- Release Rate: 1ch/day.
VOID_ · 2m Views

Tenacity of the Monarch

Numen’s death is only the beginning. Plucked from oblivion by Evelyn, a former human who ascended to impossible power through countless lives, stolen gifts, and accumulated divinity, Numen is hurled into the brutal Warhammer 40,000 universe as her newest source of entertainment. Most souls would shatter under the weight of such a fate. Numen bends instead. His memories are gone, but his instincts, adaptability, stubbornness, and sarcasm remain. He awakens in the underhive of an Imperial Hive World with no weapons, no allies, and no understanding of why a twisted System has marked him with the title “Monarch.” Weak and alone, Numen is forced to survive a labyrinth of gangs, Enforcers, ancient vaults, buried horrors, and powers far beyond anything he understands. His progression is driven by Exploits, dangerous or absurd feats that reward him with strange abilities, unwanted attention, and increasingly unsettling hints that his title is more than a joke. Darkly humorous and often cruelly observant, the System comments on Numen’s choices while reflecting Evelyn’s interference, amusement, and growing investment. What begins as cosmic entertainment slowly becomes something more complicated as Numen adapts to violence, makes allies, claims territory, and learns that survival in the underhive is never clean. Evelyn serves as patron, audience, tormentor, and possible future ally. Her fascination with Numen’s growth may be boredom, affection, manipulation, or something even she does not fully understand. Their relationship forms one of the central pillars of the story, balancing Numen’s sarcastic pragmatism and psychological resilience against his loneliness, moral uncertainty, and quiet horror at being watched by something powerful enough to call his suffering entertainment. As Numen rises from scavenger to leader, the “Monarch” designation begins to unfold. Ancient assets stir. Forgotten enemies take notice. Buried systems recognize him. The underhive becomes more than a prison; it becomes the first board in a game stretching far beyond one world. This story blends grimdark horror, underhive survival, absurd System progression, dark comedy, faction-building, and cosmic mystery. Numen’s journey is one of persistence, adaptation, identity, and power, as he struggles to decide whether he is a pawn in Evelyn’s endless diversion or the beginning of something the galaxy may one day fear. Disclaimer This is a non-commercial fan work created for entertainment purposes. I do not own Warhammer 40,000 or any related settings, factions, organizations, terminology, characters, locations, or concepts. Warhammer 40,000 and its associated intellectual property belong to Games Workshop Limited and their respective rights holders. This story is unofficial and is not endorsed by, sponsored by, approved by, or affiliated with Games Workshop Limited or any other rights holder. No challenge to ownership is intended. All original characters, original plot elements, and original narrative content not derived from existing intellectual property are my own creative work. This story is shared freely and is not intended for commercial use. AI Disclosure This fanfic is AI-assisted. I use AI tools heavily for brainstorming, drafting, rewriting, expanding scenes, polishing prose, and refining dialogue. However, the premise, story direction, character choices, chapter outlines, edits, continuity decisions, and final approval are guided by me. I started this story because I wanted to read the kind of fanfic I kept waiting for other people to update. Over time, AI tools became part of the writing process, helping me turn my ideas, prompts, outlines, and revisions into finished chapters. I still direct where the story goes, what stays, what changes, and what gets posted. In short: this is a non-commercial, AI-assisted fan project made for fun and shared with readers who enjoy the same kind of chaos.
Zesrael · 25.7k Views