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In an age where birth decides destiny, an ordinary man rises from obscurity with nothing but discipline, intellect, and an unbreakable will. Surrounded by ambition, betrayal, war, and shifting loyalties, he walks a path where righteousness is costly and power is never free. This is not the story of a chosen hero—but of a man who becomes inevitable.

Reidar's seemingly ordinary trip to visit his parents spirals into a chilling nightmare as reality itself begins to unravel. After losing consciousness, he awakens to a horrifying revelation: he is not alone. Monsters lurk in the shadows, and the world he once knew has transformed into a realm of terror. But the strangeness doesn't end there. An alien force has implanted a mysterious system within his mind, granting him access to unimaginable power and knowledge. Through this newfound connection, Reidar discovers that the world has met its catastrophic end—the apocalypse has arrived, and with it, he has acquired extraordinary powers that defy comprehension. Join Reidar on his thrilling quest for dominance as he harnesses his abilities to amass an unstoppable army of beasts, valiant knights, and relentless undead. Follow his rise to power as he becomes a force of nature, feared by all, including those who gave him the very powers he now wields. --Author's Comment-- Other tags: StrongMC, Mystery, LITRPG, Apocalypse, NO HAREM 2-3 chapters a day. I am open to criticism as long as respect and constructive feedback are there. Actually, if you don't like or you are not interested in the book, would you be so kind as to tell me why in a comment or review? I would like to understand if I have to improve something. Ofc, don't just say nO hArEm!1!1||1!! and leave a half-star review because those will be deleted. Thank you to whoever will be serious. :D Oh, the more people are going to vote with power stones and golden tickets, the more visibility the book will have, making it easier for me to continue publishing chapters. If you want to share some thoughts or have a chat with me, you can join the Discord server here: https://discord.gg/dZpb4TBRJc STOP SPAMMING YOUR PRODUCTS ON THE BOOK. EVERY COMMENT ABOUT ITEMS OR SERVICES YOU SELL WILL BE DELETED AND REPORTED.

Ren had just reached his home when a burning rune ignited beneath his feet. "What the fuck—" Those were his last words before he found himself in Ashenhold — a world devoured by the apocalypse. Creatures roamed the lands as humans received a chance to defy their fate. In this burning hell full of nothing but despair, Ren was chosen by the Ultimate Paragon System. [VOID VISION UNLOCKED!] [DOMAIN OF OBLIVION UNLOCKED!] [OBLIVION INTEGRATION UNLOCKED!] With his Army of Oblivion, he fought endlessly. Not for power, not for glory, but for only one goal: survival. Completely unaware that his true battle lies in the secrets of the past.

A legendary player returns after vanishing for a century, only to find his former NPC lovers have become world-ending Monster Girls—and he must tame them all over again to survive. Step into the shoes of a ruthless protagonist who isn't afraid to use hypnosis, deception, and infinite 'save-scumming' to conquer a dark fantasy world and build the ultimate harem. From a depraved Tentacle Nun to an innocent Slime Daughter, experience a mature, R18-rated adventure where every conquest requires a different, often twisted, strategy. Dive into the Love and Trial system, where a player uses simulations to rewrite tragic fates, outsmart a corrupt Church, and solve the deadly mysteries behind his wives' transformations. Novel Tags：Monster Girls，Harem，System，Ruthless Protagonist，Time Loop / Simulation ~~~ When your weekly power status reaches 100 power stones, a new chapter will be updated. Support me and want to read more chapters: patreon.com/Briery

A class of students is summoned to another world to become heroes. Chosen by fate and granted extraordinary powers, they are welcomed by a kingdom that desperately needs saviors. But among them is one boy whose “power” is nothing special at all. His status reads: Power: Human. In a world ruled by magic, skills, and blessings, being ordinary is the greatest curse. Stripped of expectations, cast aside by fate, and forced into a brutal reality where monsters are stronger, dungeons are merciless, and weakness means death, the boy is pushed into a life of constant struggle. With no abilities to rely on, he survives using nothing but raw effort, stubborn will, and a body that refuses to fall. As heroes rise in the spotlight and legends are born, an unnamed human walks a darker path beneath the world’s glory.

Caleb, the hero in his little brother’s eyes, dies only months after being drafted into the kingdom’s annual conscription. His death shatters the Gregor family and leaves a wound that never heals in Clive and Connor. Three years later, when the royal envoys return to take the next generation to war, the brothers are offered a different path. A mysterious Freeblade from the shadow faction Les Errants promises them a chance to survive, to seek revenge, and to uncover the truth behind Caleb’s real fate. But the path of a Freeblade is no escape. It is a road of monsters, blood, and merciless nights. To find answers, Clive and Connor must leave everything behind and make one choice: Remain victims of the kingdom… or become something far more dangerous.

A kid from the slums decides to test his luck by climbing the gargantuan, mystical tower over his town. Anyone who reaches the top floor will have their wish granted, whatever it is. If he makes it to the tower's peak, he and his family will be well-off for the rest of their lives. Yet, this proves to be a challenge far too tall for a 12-year-old boy. Equipped with abilities bestowed by the tower, will he see his dream come to light... or will his family never hear from him again?

The sky bled. The world changed. And the weak were meant to die. Melvin was sixteen years old when Spatial Tears shattered reality, gifting humanity power – and condemning those without it. While others awakened and rose, Melvin was kicked aside, hunted, and nearly erased. Saved by a girl and driven by guilt, he steps into a brutal guild system that feeds the powerless to monsters. When betrayal finally claims his life, fate twists once more. He got rejected by death… or so it seemed. And the weakest survivor is offered dominion through regression. Given the opportunity to become a Primordial, Melvin was going to begin his ascent with resolve and a will that refuses extinction. But… just but… After his regression, there was an unexpected restart. A mysterious change. Hey, join me to read this story and find out more about Melvin and his adventures.

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In his first life, he was a mortal who swallowed a mysterious stone and died of the plague. In his hundredth life, he was a hero who saved the world, only to be betrayed by those he protected. In his nine-hundred-ninety-ninth life, he was a demon who slaughtered millions, only to be erased by the Heavens themselves. Li Fan has lived the same thirty to forty years for thirty millennia. He is trapped in a cruel time loop, cursed by the Dao itself. No matter how strong he becomes, how many empires he builds, or how deep he hides, "Fate" always conspires to kill him before he can reach the peak. The Universe views him as a virus, and it purges him without fail. Now, Li Fan wakes up in his bed for the 1,000th time. But this time, silence greets him. The Cycle Stone fused to his soul has cracked. The energy is gone. There are no more resets. No more do-overs. If he dies now, he ceases to exist forever. Back in his fifteen-year-old body with garbage aptitude and zero cultivation, Li Fan stands on the edge of the abyss. He has lost his immortality, but he has kept something far more dangerous: The perfect memory of 30,000 years of his life experiences. He knows where every ancient ruin will open down to the second. He knows the fatal weakness of every Sect Ancestor. He knows which useless weed will become a divine cure in ten years, and which "genius" is destined to fall. The Heavens treat all living things as straw dogs? Fine. Then Li Fan will become the fire that burns the straw. Let the final timeline begin.

A gamer wakes up inside his favorite game DESTINY as its most hated, cursed NPC—Kel von Rosenfeld. Doomed to die in the first arc, he now carries the knowledge of the entire game. To survive, he must defy destiny itself and rise from disgrace to absolute power.

[WARNING!!!] [Heavy 18+ Content!!!!] Skarn had been just an ordinary man once—scrolling through late-night screens, chasing the quiet rhythm of a normal life. Then fate, cruel and capricious, snuffed him out and shoved his soul into the frail, green-skinned shell of a goblin. The body was small, crooked, despised. Worse still, it came cursed: an insatiable, animal lust carved straight into the marrow, a constant low burn that no human mind could ever fully tame. Every scent, every curve, every careless brush of skin set it raging, insistent, humiliating. But the mockery didn't end there. In the dead of night, as the last echoes of forbidden sounds faded from the master's hut, a crystalline ding sliced through the haze. [Congratulations on awakening the Invisible Breeding God System.] The name alone was absurd, almost laughable—yet the knowledge that flooded his skull was cold, merciless, glittering. Invisibility: perfect, traceless, erasing sound and scent and soul-presence alike. Ten minutes under normal conditions. Thirty-minute cooldown. And then the catch—the barbed promise at the heart of it all. Power. Real power. Stats that would rise, limits that would shatter. But only through breeding. Only while unseen. Each concealed union fed the system; the system fed him back. Unlimited duration, no cooldown, as long as he was buried deep inside willing—or unwilling—flesh. Now trapped in this ugly, hated form, no woman would ever look at him with desire. No kindness would bend his way. Survival already meant hauling water, scrubbing floors, enduring the forge's heat under a blacksmith master's heavy hand. And yet right there, in the same quiet household, lived Madam Sarah: soft curves, warm smiles, maternal affection that ruffled his coarse hair without a trace of revulsion. A beautiful MILF who called him "my Skarn," who shielded him with steel-edged protectiveness, who moved through the yard with effortless grace and left him aching, twitching, hating himself for every filthy thought that followed. The system dangled freedom like a blade held just out of reach. Reject it, and he could cling to the frayed threads of his human decency—stay small, stay safe, stay sane. Give in, and the first shadowed act might claim the one woman who had ever shown him gentleness. The night held its breath. The choice coiled tight behind his ribs. What would break first: the collar around his neck, or the last scraps of restraint in his mind? [Tags: R18, Mature, Smut, Heavy Smut, Netori, Breeding, Impregnation, MILF, Harem, System, Invisibility, Stealth Sex, Goblin MC, Isekai, Transmigration, Weak to Strong, Taboo, Large Breasts, Creampie, Corruption, Slow Burn, Dark Fantasy, No NTR (Only Netori), Yuri (Only in MCs presence), Explicit Sexual Content, Fetish Elements]

What happens when a military operator transmigrates into the body of a young boy in fourth century Germania during the Roman expansion? Join our main character as he tries to build a modern empire in a period plagued by war.

Following the Great War of the Hundred Races, the continent of Fengyue entered a period of coexistence among various nations. The struggle for dominance among eight kingdoms lasted for a considerable time, with frequent conflicts inflicting immense suffering on the people of the continent. When the Fast Empire and the Wu'an Kingdom clashed on the Tianfeng Plains over control of the Great Lake region, another major power on the continent, the Yasuo Kingdom, suddenly launched a surprise attack on both warring parties to seize regional hegemony. This unexpected attack triggered what would later be known as the "First Battle of Tianfeng," a major war that erupted without any prior warning. It was during this battle that a previously unknown man, Aurelian Dragon, inexplicably rose to prominence, writing an astonishing legend in the history of the Fengyue continent.

For extra chapters and author-exclusive content, check my profile. He was just another man from the countryside—until life brought him face-to-face with the women who would change everything. From the kind-hearted housewife next door to the newlywed running the village store, from his unforgettable campus goddess to the ambitious young village official, even the mayor’s wife—each encounter sparked a different fire. Every relationship comes with a choice, every touch with its own consequences. As he climbs his way out of the ordinary, his life becomes a dangerous mix of temptation, passion, and forbidden intimacy. A story of love, lust, and the cost of chasing both. For mature audiences only (18+). If you enjoy the chapter, please remember to vote with Power Stones!

The mountain-like behemoth collapsed to the ground. A green hatchling, no larger than the monster’s head, stood atop its skull. Dark emerald claws were buried deep in the beast’s flesh. The young dragon held its head high, its entire body radiating the aura of a king… “Hum-da~ hum-da~” The imagined majestic scene was instantly shattered by a sudden childish cry. Standing on the giant’s head, Kaos lowered his draconic head and cast a helpless glance toward the ground. There, squatting with her two thick hind legs stretched straight out and her chubby, cone-shaped tail drooping behind her, was a white hatchling. The white hatchling was covered in wounds. Almost none of her scales remained intact—fresh marks left by the recent battle. Around her lay many other hatchlings of different colors. Like her, they were all battered and battle-worn. “You little white chubby—couldn’t you at least let me finish looking cool?” White Chubby tilted her head slightly. She didn’t quite understand what Kaos meant by “finish looking cool.” Her round little dragon head drooped down. She placed her plump claws on her round belly and rubbed it. She was hungry. She wanted to hurry up and eat some meat. “Hum-da, hum-da~” The white hatchling lifted her head and called out to Kaos again. This time, her cries carried a faint note of grievance.

A lonely coder discovers his entire life is a remote-controlled simulation, betrayed by his best friend and trapped as a powerful fruit-being on a living alien planet, he must master forbidden shape-shifting to reclaim his real body before a rogue AI devours every human soul.

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ----------------

I wanted nothing more than an ordinary life—free from crushing debt and the endless corporate grind. Instead, I died. And when I opened my eyes, I was in ancient Rome. My father? Gaius Julius Caesar—the man destined to rule, or ruin, the Republic. But history is written in blood. If I do nothing, my new family will be swept away by the coming political firestorm. Power is survival in Rome, and I intend to survive. Armed with modern knowledge, I will reshape the Roman Republic—through banking, insurance, industry, and new political strategies. Rome will never be the same. ============================================== What to Expect: - A grounded story set in the Roman Republic (BCE) - Technological innovation, business, military campaigns, Senate politics, and diplomacy - Based on real history—its religions, places, and historical figures - Smart MC using future knowledge to solve problems - At least 1 chapter posted every day - 10+ chapters ahead on patreon (https://www.patreon.com/cw/MinchoNyangi) ============================================== MinchoNyangi here!  This is the official English edition of [카이사르의 아들이 되었다]. This story was a hit in Korea with over 2 million views(Naver Series), and I have personally revised and expanded this definitive edition specifically for English readers. You won't find this version anywhere else—not even in Korea. Note: This is the only official translation provided by the author. Any versions found on other sites except Royal Road, Webnovel are pirated copies. If you enjoy the story, please support the author by reading the official release here. Thank you

**Synopsis: Veil of the Unseen Path** Eron has spent eighteen years perfecting the art of being forgotten. To teachers he is average. To classmates he is harmless. To bullies he is easy. He answers questions softly, scores just high enough to pass unnoticed, and lets the world label him a pushover—because revealing the mind that quietly devours differential equations, quantum paradoxes, and every hidden pattern in existence would only paint a target on his back. He chooses invisibility. Logic demands it. His family is the only place the mask softens: his gentle mother who believes in quiet effort, and his father—a man of sealed lips and long absences—who works for something he will never name. One moonlit night, that father slips into Eron’s room like a shadow. No words. Only a silent ritual: something cold and metallic pressed to his son’s chest, a bloom of unnatural warmth, then gone. In the morning, Harlan has vanished again. Eron says nothing. He never does. Days later his body begins to change—muscles carving themselves from frailty, senses sharpening to a predator’s edge. The world notices. He still hesitates at every raised voice. Then the sky remembers it is not supposed to be kind. A low, grinding earthquake. Crimson days that refuse to end. Scarlet rain that falls like judgment, burning through flesh and bone. In hospital beds the dying rise screaming with power—flames at their command, wind in their breath, impossible strength in trembling hands. Before every surviving face a screen appears: eternal, unblinking. *Cultivation Level*. Quests. Rewards. A ladder to godhood for anyone willing to climb. Eron sees only empty air. His home stands silent. His family is gone. Only an old silver pendant remains—its runes faintly warm, as though it remembers something he does not. Then the world itself dies and is reborn. Technology perishes in a single apocalyptic roar. Concrete twists into ancient timber and tiled roofs. The modern city becomes something older, crueler—a lawless realm where strength is law and the weak are currency. In the heart of his transformed room lies a single book that was not there before: *The Eternal Path of the Martial Artist*. When he traces its first form, something wild and pure surges through him—for one blinding heartbeat—then vanishes. No screen guides him. No quests promise him power. No one knows what he carries in his blood, what his father did that night, or why the pendant pulses when no one else is watching. To a newborn murim world already crowning its new gods, Eron is nothing. A forgotten boy. A blank space. A mistake. And that is the most dangerous thing of all. Because some paths were never meant to be assigned. Some flames were never meant to be lit by anyone else. And some veils, once torn, cannot be mended. Eron steps forward into the crimson-shadowed wilds. Unbound. Unseen. Unstoppable. The true story begins where every system ends.