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The story of a trash prince who was banished from the palace at the age of 15 and died at the age of 31. He repeats his life exactly where he was banished and is killed again at the age of 31. Ultimately, his total number of repeats reaches nine times. He has tried various things, from being a merchant and an S-rank adventurer to helping reform his kingdom. Ironically, he is always killed by the same imperial queen all nine times at the age of 31, either directly or indirectly. In his tenth life, he intends to go directly to the queen, who was still studying at the academy as an imperial princess, not to kill her, but rather to help her and prevent a tragedy that would ultimately make her the cruelest queen. But when he enters the academy, he discovers new things he never knew in his nine lives, completely throwing his plans into disarray. Furthermore, the queen, nicknamed the "Cold Queen," holds more or less the same secret as himself. How will the trash prince fare in his tenth life with the Ice Queen who always kills him? FB : Dajo Gunz

With only one hour left before the world ends, what can a person who has spent his entire life locked inside a small room possibly do… ? Fight! Not against fate—but against the only thing that ever trapped him there. Something that cannot be seen nor reasoned with. Only endured. And yet, even at the end of the world, nothing changes. Most people rush outside, chasing their final moments. But he, he doesn't. He stays. Alone. The story should have ended here. Instead, he finds himself at an empty cafe. Well… almost empty. Behind the counter, a barista polishes glasses as if the world isn’t about to disappear in forty minutes.

When not THE Apocalypse strikes, but all of them together, where will you be? What will you do? As Humanity faces its hardest time a playful god shows mercy(?) Follow Seth on his journey to somehow survive in whatever has become of his world. Also posting on royal road. Read up to 30 chapters ahead at https://www.patreon.com/blacksmithoftheapocalypse

When dungeon gates opened across the world, it became a gold rush. Hunters chased glory. Guilds chased power. Corporations chased profit. Phong Tran awakened as a Level 1 Farmer. No skills. No passives. A broken EXP bar that never moved. So he sold energy drinks instead. Leg warmers. Electrolytes. Power banks. If everyone else was digging for gold, he’d sell the shovels. Then Josh came. University golden boy. Gym-built. Son of a man who could erase problems with a phone call. “Protection fee.” Phong refused. He woke up in a hospital bed, beaten within an inch of death. His aunt and uncle were gone. No bodies. No investigation. No media coverage. Just silence. Then, as if the universe had a sense of humor, his system finally gave him a quest: Plant and harvest 10 potatoes in the dungeon. That’s it. No penalties. No forced missions. No ticking clock. No promise of justice. Just a choice. Phong takes it. The potatoes mutate. Then other plants followed. Chilies spit burning rounds. Sweet potatoes bulk up into blunt-force bruisers. Garlic turns chemical-warfare illegal. Enoki mushrooms rattle like dungeon-grade machine guns. His crops become his frontline. Phong doesn’t want to conquer the dungeon. He wants to build something inside it. A farm. A hearth. A settlement for people tired of being disposable. He won’t let revenge be the only thing he grows. Revenge lit the spark. But it won’t be the only thing he grows. And if the most powerful man in the city comes looking to finish what his son started... He’ll learn something the dungeon already knows. This farm fights back. Schedule: 2 chapters a day. I'll try to do 3 chapters on weekends. I’ll post at 11 a.m. and 12 p.m. server time. Chapters will be shorter though (basically, I'll split the chapters in my manuscript)

No OP MC! No R-18! Unoriginal Cultivation System! Only a new feeling towards the new main character with traditional settings! In a treacherous world of immortals, how could a mortal defy his fate? Born with no spiritual root, he was destined not to cultivate. But a single panel, a single statement, changed his life forever. Using the power of luck to guide his future, using the power of luck to guide wars, using the power of luck to change his fate, he shall rise above the Heavens and become an Immortal. A humble origin doesn't represent his future heights! Shanks Storm, holding the power to change his luck shall tests the waters of cultivators, achieving what only defier could achieve. But, all that started with a panel.

Synopsis : Transmigration. The word still hit Regal like a cold splash of water - a reminder of how his old life, against all his wild imagination, had ended in the least cinematic way possible. No heroic sacrifice. No tearful goodbyes. Not even a poetic monologue. Just… poof. Lights out, curtains down, and show over. Yet, here he was, still alive. Regal Seraphsail - same name, same dreams, but in a world fourteen years into the past. New packaging, though. It was December 2009, in a world that was almost - but not quite - Earth. Then, there was The System. It rewarded him with skills, scripts, and creativity, all tailored to help him become the greatest storyteller this world had ever seen. For Regal, it was the perfect tool. Because, with or without it, Regal’s singular dream had always been cinema - and he will achieve it this time. From writing world-changing stories to directing films that redefined the industry, Regal was determined to become the biggest figure Hollywood had ever seen. His first step? Penning a book called＜Harry Potter＞and watching it take the world by storm. ===== Points to be noted: - This is a Parallel World. With different people, different backgrounds, and different ages. So, expect plenty of unexpected surprise cameos of celebrities. - No Harem (OC Female Lead). - The MC is not a money driven person, but he understands the practical need for success to bring his visions to life. - Don’t expect an overly realistic portrayal of Hollywood’s dark side, other issues, or any overly grim themes. - I am here to write a fun and entertaining story, not to delve into anything beyond that or political themes. ===== If you are enjoying the story and want to read early chapters, consider supporting me on Patreon! –> [email protected]/OrgoWriters . I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad, AO3, and ScribbleHub. ….

This is a fan translation of 东京软饭王 The original author is 夜幕下的鬼 Please support them! === Reborn in Tokyo. No talent, no morals—he just wants to lie down and do nothing. But unfortunately… he’s broke. There’s no way he’s going to stomach a job. He has to find a way to start living off a woman—now. Since no elegant, wealthy sugar mama is willing to take him in… then the next best thing is to find a future rich woman with potential, raise her right, boost her affection, and then cash in when the time is right! This is Kuroba Akira’s original, time-tested strategy for living the lazy life: The Future Sugar Mama Investment Method. As long as he can carefully manage the rise and fall of affection levels, and maintain the delicate balance between all the “boats” he’s sailing... Then a lifetime of mooching off women is just around the corner! Our motto: “Lie down. Rot. Mooch forever!” ... Breaking news:Renowned entrepreneur and investor Kuroba Akira, who has been missing, has finally been rescued. Several of the main perpetrators turned out to be women with whom he shared… ambiguous relationships dating back to his student years. Now, let’s take a look at the moment Mr. Kuroba was rescued: “Why... I scammed so much money off you girls, how is your affection level not dropping, but actually going up?!” Thanks to Mr. Kuroba’s sacrifice, we’ve learned two important lessons: The affection market is fundamentally unpredictable. Living off women always comes with a price. Also… this is a harem story, but beware: the women are not right in the head.

To the world, it was a decade of fragile peace. To me, it was four thousand three hundred and eighty days of sharpening my soul into a weapon. They say time heals, but they lied; time only lets the blood dry so you can see the stain more clearly. I still remember the scent of that August morning in 1990—the fresh breeze, the laughter of a girl named Einsa, and the warmth of my father’s hand on my shoulder. We were children playing at the edge of a cliff, never knowing that the "family" next door was a nest of vipers. My first love was a lie, scripted by a master spy who eventually painted my living room floor with my father’s blood. Now, the boy who cried over a shattered home is dead. In his place stands Thoro M1, the elite shadow of Corlow’s Special Intelligence. My mission is simple: infiltrate the heart of the enemy, blend into the city of Zakex, and find the man holding our nation's secrets. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. Crossing the border into Aindun isn't just a mission; it’s a journey back to the ghost of the girl I once adored. Twelve years later, under the mask of a common man, I will see her again. Will I pull the trigger to avenge my father, or will the "Bloody Rose" bloom in the middle of a nuclear winter? The hunt has begun, and this time, there are no innocent neighbors.

All of humanity has crossed over into the “Mist World.” Everywhere you look it’s nothing but fog, and at the beginning, all you’ve got is a flimsy little grass hut. You have to scavenge for supplies and chop wood in a dangerous wilderness, keep your campfire burning, and only then can you hang on. But while everyone else is barely scraping by, Ethan is already using divine-level hints to snag gear and claim a full-on manor territory. [East: On the outskirts of the Mist Forest, there is a Silver Treasure Chest!] [West: A hungry Lightning Leopard is waiting for your arrival!] [South: There is a Multi-Eyed Monster, and if it locks eyes with you, you’ll be turned to stone!] [North: A Golden Treasure Chest is hidden in the grasslands, surrounded by a swarm of poisonous bees guarding it.] ═❀ITS A TL❀═ Schedule: 2 Chapter/Day

One lie can create a belief and trust and the same lie could eat away the man. This is a story of a boy named Vinay Rekhawat who used to believe that every lesson was a waste of time and he would rather stand outside than actually pay attention which can be tolerable for his span of focus. One event changed his life fully forcing him to decide what he must sacrifice to preserve the hope of his loved ones. Whether he needs to refuse or join hands to keep a promise and regain what the hope of doing what he thinks is right. In a city of skyscrapers and the world where you what you see is not what it really is.

Fifty years ago, the Tower appeared, awakening humanity to prepare for a cosmic threat known as the Planet Eater. Kael Ardent was late. When he finally awakened, he received two useless abilities—Line Drawer and Tap, both ranked F–. Laughed at, ignored, and dismissed, he should have faded into obscurity like countless others. But the Tower reacted to him. A hidden shelter. A forgotten fragment. A boundary that shouldn’t exist. As Kael climbs, his “trash” abilities begin to interact in ways the system never intended—drawing lines that block reality, tapping truths hidden beneath the world, and erasing things that were never meant to disappear. The Tower was built with rules. Kael is learning how to redraw them.

​The world, Earth, was devastated by the Great Incursion, an apocalyptic invasion by dimension-hopping monsters. Humanity's only hope now lies in Galaxy Fall, a newly accessible parallel world where they can gain strength through a System of quests and missions. ​Five hours after the Invasion, the betrayed survivor Mirabella is mysteriously reborn and gains a unique power: the [Master Account System]. Her initial skill is the deceptively simple but devastating 'Multiplier x100', which applies a 100 times buff to all her offensive capabilities, including physical attacks, spirit energy skills, and damage-over-time effects. ​Mirabella must now transform from a silent survivor into the world's most feared warrior, who was only scared of one thing, which is? "I Hope I don't run out of opponents in Both worlds."

Jake Nomo is a 30-year-old Brooklyn YouTuber with 3,247 subscribers, terrible luck, and an inconvenient habit of being right. Not often. Not on purpose. But when he predicts a historic stock market collapse on a Tuesday night livestream, it happens forty seconds after he signs off. The clip goes viral. Then regulators start asking questions. Journalists start digging. And a quiet network of archivists, bureaucrats, and career trackers of impossible people decide Jake is not a fluke at all. Because behind his channel, I Called It, lies something older than talent and more dangerous than luck: a bloodline of people who know things they should not. Jake thought being right was his only trick. He is about to learn it is an inheritance.

Chen Wei is a burned-out, middle-aged man who took a night janitor job because it was the only thing left that asked nothing of him. No interviews. No explanations. Just a mop and an empty building and the voicemails from his daughter he never answers. For eight months, that was enough. Then a woman named Director Zhao steps out of an elevator at 3:17 AM and tells him his real contract started tonight. His first assignment: Floor 47. Someone left a god in the breakroom again. The mop, it turns out, is not a mop. It's an RST-7 — a Reality Stabilization Tool — disguised because nobody questions a janitor. And Chen Wei has just been hired by the Cleanup Committee, an organization that has existed since the first god made the first mess. They don't govern. They don't intervene. They just clean. The gods are real. They're also exhausted, forgotten, and prone to flooding office buildings with grief. They don't need someone to fight them. They need someone to sit with them. To witness them. To stay. Chen Wei is very good at staying. He's been staying away from his daughter for eight years. It's the only skill he has left. What follows is not a power fantasy. Chen Wei will never be the strongest. He will never master a forbidden technique or unlock a hidden bloodline. He will level up by losing things — memories, feelings, pieces of himself — one cleanup at a time. But somewhere between a hearth god throwing pots in an empty apartment, a war god fighting a battle that ended before this world began, and an exhausted creator who just needs someone to tell him it's okay to stop — Chen Wei starts to understand something. Presence is harder than power. Staying is harder than winning. And the most dangerous thing in the universe might be a middle-aged man with a mop who has nothing left to lose. His daughter is still calling. One day, he'll answer.

David Drinkwater lived his entire career as football's biggest joke. Thirty seven years old, rejected by every major club, and called a "club whore" by fans across Europe, but at Wembley Stadium, in the rain, he finally proved them wrong. Championship playoff final between Millwall and Norwich, and in the 90th minute, he scored the winning goal, then he died. **[Ding. Ding.]** **「Host found: David Drinkwater.」** **「Synchronisation complete.」** He opens his eyes in an eighteen year old body. Demien Walter, a failed Fiorentina academy prospect and suicide attempt survivor with an overall rating of 48, no team, and no future, but David brought something impossible with him. **[Ding.]** **「Ultimate Gacha System activated.」** **「Mission: Rise from nothing. Become the greatest footballer in history.」** Training earns points while matches earn rewards, and achievements unlock legendary packs. Every pack opening could change everything, whether through common stat boosts, rare techniques, or epic abilities, yet there's always the ultimate prize. **[Ding.]** **「Diamond Pack opened.」** **「Congratulations. Andrea Pirlo — Regista Vision obtained. Passing +15. Vision +10. Legendary Trait unlocked: Deep-Lying Playmaker.」** From trialist to conquering the football world, every pack, every point, and every impossible moment building toward football immortality. They called him a failure once, and they called him wasted potential, but now, with forty years of wisdom in an eighteen year old body and a system that rewards every drop of sweat with power, David will rewrite football history. One pack at a time. **Some dreams get a second chance, and some legends get a second life, so this is his.**

At the edge of a forgotten village, a tree grows that no one planted. It has weathered drought, storm, and blight — and still it stands, giving shade and fruit to anyone who passes, asking nothing in return. Arthur has watched that tree his whole life. When the king's soldiers take everything from him, he sets out to change his kingdom — driven by grief, guided by purpose, and surrounded by the few people he trusts completely. He will succeed. And that is where his story truly begins. The Withered Crown is a novel about power, corruption, and the dangerous certainty of a righteous man — and the quiet truth that even the purest soul can be hollowed from within.

*"The flap of a butterfly's wings can trigger a tornado on the other side of the world." —Edward Lorenz. We are twenty years before independence in the Viceroyalty of New Granada. Spain is still the overlord of the southern part of the continent, but its power is fading. Can our protagonist really change the future, or will he be swallowed by the competing interests surrounding independence? He awakens with only a few memories of the 21st century, struggling to navigate a world on the brink of revolution. From the start, he aims to use the independence movements to become one of the most powerful forces in post-independence South America and secure a future for his descendants. But to achieve his goals, he must outmaneuver the Church, the nobility, and wealthy merchants—while trying to build a good life for himself and the people who place their trust in him.

"A shepherd of all lambs may guide but one, yet often serves better than one who guides none." In the Fifth District of Welfanshelm, Mizmaze tends a flock of sheep with only bread and milk to sustain him, content in his quiet, unasked-for life. But on the last day of the year, the Day of the Eclipse, his master bestows a Sigil and a cryptic blessing: 「For seven seasons, you have tended my herd of sheep without asking for anything in return. So shall there be a sevenfold reap for you alone as a token of my gratitude. I bestow upon you my blessing, but beware, for there is a flaw.」 Suddenly thrust into a world of hidden magic and mysterious sects, Mizmaze becomes a Child of the Sect of the Orphans, marked by abilities he never sought. Buried in his soul lies a past he must never remember. Power has chosen him. But so has a darker fate. He is the bridegroom of damnation — and his wedding day draws near. ━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━ Main Genre: High Fantasy Additional Tags: TowerClimbing, Inheritance, Orphanhood, Selfhood, Godhood, Singularity, DeathGames, Trials, SpecialAbilities, Gore, Dark, Mythology, Epic, Symbiosis, Heirhood Invented/Hidden Tags: ??, ??

Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. It was a weird club that sold strange items, assisted by a servant girl with 300 years of work experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club, exchanging everything precious they owned just to fulfill their desires. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Each successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. “Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” Thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.

Zhou Li has been able to see demons since he was young, but it wasn’t until the end of his senior year in high school that he actually came into contact with one. "You can see me, right?" "You must be able to see me!" "You were looking at me just now!" The barefoot youth kept pace with Zhou Li. "Stop pretending, I've figured you out!" "Hey! You're still pretending?"