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Theodore Vane expected death. He did not expect to wake up in the Marvel universe… as one of Hydra’s top bosses. Unlimited funding? Secret bases? Global spy networks? Theodore is having the time of his life. And then he discovers his real advantage: a mysterious Divine Realm, a private dimension where anyone he captures becomes part of his growing dominion—and where he is absolutely unstoppable. While the Avengers are busy saving cities and arguing in conference rooms, Theodore is running the ultimate long con: manipulating villains, outsmarting heroes, and quietly collecting some of the most powerful people on Earth like trading cards. His goal? Nothing small. Nothing sane. He’s not trying to rule the world. He’s planning to become a god… and he’s having way too much fun getting there.

« 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.

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.

Monsters? One punch. Villains? One punch. Legendary bosses? One punch. Gods? You guessed it, one punch. They train for eons, gather armies, and unleash ultimate moves… only to get sent flying by a single hit and game over. But our MC is just getting started—climbing higher, conquering the primordial tower, and exploring greater realms and dimensions that no one has ever reached… Read more to find out!

Ethan Walker awakens in another world as the leader of a tribe. He acquires the [supernatural civilization system] that allows his civilization to possess the natural powers of other civilizations and reach the pinnacle of civilization. He will have to stabilize the confrontation of countless supernatural systems within his territory, as well as expand into other worlds. 100 years later, Ethan Walker witnesses his territory populated by people with guardian spirits, people using demons as weapons, people merging with spirits, people summoning sacred weapons, people wielding power, people using their chants to strengthen their companions, and other increasingly bizarre power systems. the sacrificers: sacrifices the sensitivity of your arms to gain strength, sacrifices the sensitivity of your legs to gain speed, sacrifices loving and gain the ability to see through illusions. SunWalker: They can use the power of the sun to burn their enemies; the sun also has a warm side that can heal friends. Furthermore, there is a mystery in the sunlight reflected by the moon. ---------- PLEASE only constructive criticism to improve the novel, the author is already one step away from depression XD

"You're fired! And don't come back until you pay your debt!" On the same day, Alex was fired by his abusive boss and dumped by his girlfriend for a rich second-generation heir. He was broke, humiliated, and hopeless. Standing on the bridge, staring at the cold water, a mechanical voice rang in his head. [DING!] [The God-Tycoon System has been activated.] [Host Balance: ∞ (Infinite)] [Mission: Spend 10 Million Dollars in 1 hour. Reward: +10 Strength Points.] Alex froze. He didn't just have money; he had a mission to spend it. "You say I'm poor? I'll buy the bank." "You say I'm weak? I'll spend a billion to become a martial arts grandmaster." Watch Alex as he rises from a broke loser to the secret ruler of the world, slapping the faces of everyone who ever looked down on him. Money isn't just power—it's everything.

Quintus was far more fortunate than most dwellers of other vaults, though not by much, for he had been born in a vault designed to test the law of the jungle and the rule of the strongest, where different groups constantly lived side by side and were forced to fight for food, water, or even the very oxygen they breathed. Born at the height of the vault’s internal war, he was orphaned at a young age and quickly grew into his role, continuing to fight in the vault’s endless conflict. Until he was found by Caesar’s Legion and swiftly turned into a legionary slave, once the Legion stormed the vault with its troops, taking him as just another tool. He served on its fronts against the NCR, belonging to one of the most distinguished centuria, the Red Okie Centuria. No matter how hard he fought, with the death of Caesar and the failure at Hoover Dam, the Legion fractured into many factions that proclaimed their own Caesars, each struggling to seize control and rule the empire that had once been governed with an iron fist But while investigating a mysterious vault in the rebellious city of Phoenix, he found a way to receive a vision of the Legion’s former master, who revealed to them the path toward a land ready to be conquered. A ripe fruit, waiting to be claimed by the strongest. -------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: I do not own AGOT/ASOIAF series Disclaimer II:Some stories will feature topics such as torture, rape, sexism and xenophobia. These topics do not represent me, I only seek to give my view of what is necessary to survive in this type medieval time

it's story about revenge of a son against dictators son. what happened when he is killed someone he shouldn't touch. will he able bear the wrath of mad demons.

Give me some ideas or references for the future plot of the story! If you wanted to read 20 Chapters ahead and more, be sure to check my Patreon!!! >English is not my main language as you all will see >Will try my best to make the story enjoyable and can not promise that everyone will be happy as let's be real not all can be pleased >The early chapters will be a bit slow-paced for the continuity of the story From, Author ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lie Fan was a Normal High School student who loves The Three Kingdoms History, He already plays all of the three kingdoms games and read the Romance of the three kingdoms. When he was walking home from school he encounters a very strange necklace in the street, when he takes the amulet he was reincarnated to the three kingdom era which was 17 years before the beginning of the yellow turban rebellion “Finally I can change the course of history!” Follow Lie Fan in his struggle to rewrite history with the help of a system

James who transmigrated into a chaotic world is only a small figure in the world. Leading a small tribe through the Northern Pass, he knew of what will happen in advance The Empire will fracture, the princes will rebel, and the world will be in chaos! And his tribe will be annihilated and his people will be killed and enslaved! This is not a good era to live. In this chaotic era, the only way to survive is to fight! In blood and fire, he will be baptized into an Overlord that would shake the world! [ The character also has a system that will help him to navigate this new world. Enjoy as he begun building a new kingdom in a chaotic world]

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.

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.

"I died as a soldier of a broken world. I woke up as the prince of the empire that broke it." Sergeant Kaelen Vance was a tactical pragmatist, a man of grit who led humanity’s final stand against the Xylosian War Machine. When a plasma mortar claimed his life on the lunar surface, he expected the peace of the grave. Instead, he woke up in a body that wasn't his—the frail, pampered, and "useless" third son of High Lord Xylos V’lar, the very man who ordered Earth’s destruction. Trapped in the skin of the enemy, Kaelen finds himself in a nest of vipers. To his alien "family," Prince Valerius is a disappointment, a weak scholar obsessed with forbidden archives. To the Sovereign Core—the absolute AI that governs the galaxy—he is just another node to be monitored. But Kaelen is no scholar. He is a virus in the machine. Armed with a soldier’s mind and the secrets of the Sovereign Seed—a legendary primal AI capable of shattering the Core’s grip—Kaelen must navigate a deadly game of imperial politics and cosmic war. From a frozen moon in the Outer Rim to the heart of the Xylosian Spire, he will turn his fragility into a weapon. He will not just survive. He will build. He will reclaim. Between the cold logic of an alien empire and the desperate fire of a dying race, a new kingdom will rise. One built on the ruins of the old, led by a man who is a ghost in the machine and a king among the stars. The Reclamation has begun. #KingdomBuilding #SciFi #Reincarnation #WeakToStrong #SpaceOpera #Strategy #System #AlienEmpire #HumanResistance #WSA2026

Sharky became a low-level guy in the world of Superhumans. After losing his supernatural powers. Kicked out from his family, with nowhere to go, he decided to travel to a different world. But soon, his left his home, he awakened the Ultivalortrix Simulator. And through each simulation, he will awaken a very powerful talent. These talents can increase his powers, speed, improve his spiritual roots, and allow him to possess a powerful immortal body. Most importantly, it will bring back his lost powers. But each simulation will be easy, or hell, it will need to be seen. This is the beginning of Multiverse Saga.

He transmigrated into Aemond Targaryen on the night he was meant to lose an eye. He knew the history. He knew the fight. He knew exactly how fate was supposed to carve him into a monster. So he tried to change it. But when the dagger fell, the one who paid the price was not him. From that moment on, history broke. Branded as a kinslayer, feared as a monster, and forced onto the path of the Green faction, Aemond steps into a future no one remembers—one shaped by blood, dragons, and political betrayal. Regent of the Realm. Rider of Vhagar. The man who should not exist. This time, the Dance of the Dragons will not follow the script. ... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.

She is the proud and lonely Empress, newly ascended to the throne amidst internal strife and foreign threats. He is a corporate slave from another world, his mind teeming with cold calculations and sinister schemes. When Zhang Tian tore down the Imperial Decree and stood in the Golden Throne Hall, declaring, "Your Majesty, I have a scheme that can annihilate a million troops," the entire world trembled. To the world, Zhang Tian is a treacherous minister corrupting the court—a "Poisonous Strategist" whom everyone desires to execute. To the Empress, Zhang Tian is the only one who truly understands her ambition—the only partner capable of walking beside her to the absolute pinnacle of power. Since the entire world has become their enemy, they shall turn the world itself into their battlefield. From economic harvests to wars of annihilation; from the Xiongnu steppes to the capitals of the Seven Kingdoms. Using the ruthless logic of a modern man, Zhang Tian paves a blood-red carpet for his Empress. "Your Majesty, the empire has been conquered for you. Now... about our marriage contract, when do you plan to honor it?"

Standing last among those sailors, Byron was shoved roughly onto that narrow gangplank by the pirates. Just a short distance beneath his feet churned blood-steeped waves and dozens of gaping mouths filled with sharp teeth! ”Thud.“ He could only watch helplessly as the sharks opened their mouths, stirring up turbulent currents in the ocean as they bit viciously towards him! However, the [Sailing Logbook] formed before his eyes and wrote furiously on its own: "The ancient blood of the Bayfolk within you begins to boil. Spiritual sublimation commences!"

In the year 1469, the Aztec Empire in Central America was at its zenith. A soul from the future transgressed time to come here, intent on saving the fate of the Indian people from destruction and establishing an empire in Central America! The Age of Exploration had just begun its prologue, with European colonizers venturing into the unknown world. Europeans were on the rise, intent on conquering the rich lands of America and colonizing the vast New World. They were poised to embark on an expansion that would take them from America, to Africa, to India, to the Far East, and control the world for the next five hundred years! But now, an immortal spirit sought to change all of that. He would unite Central America under one rule, inherit the two-thousand-year legacy of American civilization, and resist the invasion of Western colonizers. He would spend centuries leading Aztec civilization onto the path of destiny to conquer America! Without the land and wealth of America, what would become of the Westerners? And in which direction would the world turn?

The crumbling Vienna System is unable to stop the rise of the Second Empire, as the Emperor's nephew is about to visit his faithful Paris. Protector of the Apennine, Honorary Chairman of the Rhine Federation, Close Ally of the Kingdom of Spain, French Empire Augustus Jerome Bonaparte: I will make France great again! -------------------- (Reasonable historical deduction party, Paradox Interactive game players rejoice!)

The once most powerful ancient forbidden divine art, the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique has been lost for millions upon millions of years. Countless years later, youth Lin Feng who was down on his luck, managed to obtain the number one ancient forbidden divine art, the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique by chance. When Lin Feng departed from a tiny city of the northern-most area in the world, a legendary story would begin. This is a world with experts as many as the trees in a forest, a world where different races vyes for supremacy. Who shall rule over destiny in this boundlessly vast land? Depending on the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, Lin Feng battle the heavens and fought the earth, sweeping aside all experts with dominance, tyrannically ruling the myriad realms.