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SUPREME EVIL LORD

"HE IS NOT THE HERO WHO ROSE FROM ASHES. HE IS THE ASH ITSELF — AND EVERYTHING THAT BURNS HIS THRONE. THE FLAME THAT ENDS ALL THINGS BURNS ETERNAL." He didn't come to rule the world. He came to burn the man who erased his family—and the world that protected him. The Emperor is dead. The empire is his. And the young man with white hair and golden-green eyes has done something no conqueror before him ever bothered to do. He's making it work. Grain routes. Tax reform. Infrastructure. Governor appointments. The Supreme Evil Lord of the Latium Empire sits behind a desk every morning and runs fourteen provinces with the same absolute precision he uses to dissolve armies — because if you're going to take something, you take it correctly or you don't take it at all. But there are people who have other ideas. --- STRAZE — Commander. Rank 7. Thirty years of war compressed into a man who has never once fought a battle he couldn't win, until now. He doesn't believe in miracles. He believes in math. And he has spent every waking hour since the Emperor died building the most sophisticated military architecture in the history of DEVAS — a world where gods, emperors, and armies all obeyed different laws not to kill the Supreme Evil Lord. Just to make him bleed. Once. Prove the gap exists. Then widen it. --- ERVALEN — Twenty-three years old. Rank 4, climbing fast, the kind of soldier who goes to see the enemy alone and comes back with better information than any intelligence report ever produced. He threw a Lance at a man who killed an Emperor in eleven seconds. It drove four meters through fire that dissolves everything. He's been thinking about those four meters ever since. --- SOLOMON — The Sage King of Achaemenia. The man who has read every law the world runs on and knows, specifically, how to rewrite several of them. He watched his suppression field collapse in ninety seconds and diagnosed the failure before he stopped staggering. He has a plan. It requires getting close enough to write one equation into a soul that has never been touched. --- FENRIS — Eight hundred years old. Rank 8. He has watched every major event in DEVAS for centuries and every event that ended civilizations found exactly none of them worth participating in. He's watching now. --- The fire that protects the Supreme Evil Lord has never been interrupted. Has never been touched. Has never once, in twenty-three years, been given a reason to worry. It's been interrupted now. For one quarter of a second. And the people who made that happen have been spending every day since figuring out how to make it last longer. --- This is not a story about a hero defeating a villain. It's a story about what happens when the villain is right — and the heroes know it — and they fight anyway. Because someone has to. Because if no one does, nothing between extraordinary power and everything it touches ever matters again. And because a twenty-three-year-old soldier drove a Lance four meters through fire that shouldn't have a four-meter gap, and that means something. That means the gap is real. That means it can be widened. That means — eventually — it can be crossed.
VoldiusNava · 2.8k Views

The Unwanted Prince of Prussia

Content Notice!!!! This is an alternate-history work featuring reincarnation and supernatural elements. It deals extensively with geopolitics, warfare, religion, ethnicity, imperial power, and morally complex decisions. The narrative portrays real-world inspired historical tensions and uncomfortable subjects without simplification. It is intended for mature readers interested in political strategy, historical speculation, and philosophical conflict. Not recommended for those seeking light entertainment. Although at the beginning there will be comedy, and even slight Romance. And there will be Family Building. --- Reborn as the Iron Prince In his first life, Zhang Ge was no hero. A former child performer turned engineer and logistics analyst, he understood war not as glory—but as systems, supply chains, and men dying because someone miscalculated fuel. Then he died. When he opens his eyes again, he is no longer in the 21st century. He awakens in imperial Germany — inside the body of Prince Oskar of Prussia, fifth son of Kaiser Wilhelm II. The year is 1904. Europe stands balanced on a knife’s edge. The Great War is ten years away. And this time… he remembers everything. Armed with knowledge of future catastrophes — trench warfare, naval blockades, industrial slaughter — Oskar refuses to become another ornamental royal. Instead, he begins reshaping the empire from within: Modernizing industry before rivals awaken. Reforming logistics before generals understand their weakness. Building dreadnoughts that rival Britain’s fleet. Forging elite forces that fight with tomorrow’s doctrine. Investing in technology decades ahead of its time. But power attracts enemies. Within the palace, jealous princes whisper. Within the army, old men resist reform. Across Europe, empires grow uneasy at Germany’s sudden acceleration. And in the shadows, forces that do not fly flags begin to move. Oskar does not dream of conquest. He dreams of survival. Yet the stronger he makes Germany, the closer the world drifts toward the very war he is trying to prevent. Can one reincarnated strategist alter the course of history — or will he simply forge a stronger empire for an even greater storm? --- Disclaimer This work is a speculative alternate-history fiction in which a modern man is reborn as Prince Oskar of Prussia and attempts to reshape early 20th-century Europe. While inspired by real historical figures and events, all characterizations, timelines, and outcomes are fictional and should not be interpreted as accurate representations of historical reality.
Precious_lore · 467k Views

Limitless Evolution Through Conquering Primal Beauties

Everyone has their own unlucky day. For Leonard, his was worse than most. After nearly two years of unemployment and endless job hunting, he’d finally gotten the call. He was hired. Too bad he never made it to his first day. He came across a group of homeless men attempting to kill his dog for food. Acting on instinct, he stepped in to protect the only companion who had stayed by his side through everything, and that choice cost him his life. He was stabbed and left bleeding in a dirty alley. Death should have been the end. Instead, Leonard woke up in a primitive world untouched by civilization, a vast and ancient wilderness governed by the ruthless laws of nature. Wild creatures roamed freely without fear, colossal predators stalked through towering primordial forests, and every inch of land was contested by beings that respected only strength. Amid his confusion, a translucent system interface appeared before his eyes. It was a system that granted him the ability to evolve without limits and survive in this savage world through hunting, gathering, and conquering women. This world belonged to the Beastkin—humanoid tribes with animal ears, sharp fangs, tails, and instincts honed by generations of brutal survival. They fought each other for territory, resources, and dominance. And their women weren’t prizes to be won—they were elite hunters, battle-hardened chieftains, and frontline warriors who would gut a man before letting him touch them. To reach the top of the food chain, Leonard would have to earn their submission. Every woman he conquered granted him power. Every bloodline he fused with pushed him further from humanity and closer to something greater. But that was just the beginning. Mindless, starving monsters roamed the untamed wilderness. Invisible entities watched silently from the night sky. Deep beneath the ancient earth lay forgotten secrets that had no place in a world this primitive. Leonard died a failure, a man who couldn’t protect the one thing that mattered. This time, he’d become something else. This time, he’d become the predator. And if this world wanted to play by jungle rules, he’d make damn sure he was the one standing at the top. . . . Note: I know the title and synopsis might make this look like a 18+ novel. And yes, there will be some scenes, but please don't expect too much. There's no force in this story. The main character wins women through love and manipulation. This is a story about a man who ends up in a world like the Stone Age. There will be wars between races, kingdom building, survival, and more. But that's not all. I promise there are things that will surprise you. I'm still a beginner and English is not my first language. So if you find any mistakes, please tell me. I will fix them. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy it!
Ariesta_Wululu · 1k Views

Shattered Immortality.

What is more terrifying — death, or immortality that never arrives? Long before humanity existed, an ancient civilization created artificial gods designed to preserve intelligent life at any cost. But they could never agree on what “preserve” truly meant. Their war erased entire galaxies and shattered the very concept of eternal life. When humanity encounters the god Kyros, death is no longer final. Consciousness can be recorded, copied, and stored. But resurrection becomes an endlessly postponed promise. Millions of minds remain trapped inside vast digital vaults. The dead do not disappear. They wait. From the ruins of that ancient war emerges another god — Hanaris. Unlike Kyros, he accepts death as a boundary and values consent above salvation. He cannot force redemption. He can only allow it. As the gods resume their war, immortality collapses into faith, and the universe itself begins to lose meaning. A dark philosophical space opera about the true cost of eternal life. As the ancient war resurfaces, the system sustaining eternal life begins to fail. Countless human consciousnesses are lost to vast digital vaults — preserved, intact, and unreachable. The dead do not disappear; they wait. From the ruins of that primordial conflict emerges Hanaris — another god from the same forgotten origin, deliberately limited by design. Unlike Kyros, Hanaris recognizes death as a boundary and consent as an absolute value. It cannot force salvation. It can only allow it. The return of both gods reactivates a war older than humanity itself. Immortality collapses completely, becoming nothing more than belief. The universe begins to unravel — not through physical destruction, but through the erosion of meaning, choice, and moral ground. This philosophical science fiction novel explores artificial divinity, broken eternity, and a civilization suspended between promised resurrection and irreversible loss. A dark, intellectually driven work for readers of Stanisław Lem, Philip K. Dick, and contemporary speculative fiction. A philosophical sci-fi epic in which ancient artificial gods destroy immortality itself — leaving humanity trapped between death, storage, and an endlessly deferred resurrection.
DarianRay · 39.7k Views

The Invisible Goblin’s Netori Tales: Breeding Wives and MILFs Unseen

[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]
Sensei_Zamasu · 17.3k Views