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Theron Ashfall was one of the most dangerous Walkers of his generation. He made one mistake. He trusted the wrong person. He didn't survive it. But he woke up. Eleven years later, a dock worker named Rhen lives at the edge of the world's most forgotten district. He's been waiting three years. He has three names. And nineteen years of experience in a body nobody's watching yet. The accounting isn't finished. It's just getting started.

In the Fifth District of the City of Welfanshelm, there is a shepherd named Mizmaze, who takes care of someone else's pasture and herd of sheep. He didn't ask for anything, and has only bread and milk to fill his hunger every day until dusk settles. It is his normal life, until the last day of the year when he is obliged to meet with his master, only to receive a Sigil and obtain mysterious special abilities. Like his name, he buried his past in a labyrinth within himself, and such secrets must never be known even to him as well. But his new life will change the trajectory of the normal life he wants to live. Because he now becomes a cultivator . . . in a sect called Orphans. 「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.」 「I shall open you a path now to ascend, Mizmaze of the Fifth District of Welfanshelm.」 「You are to rise as the Blind Prophet.」 Little did he know this would be his road as the bridegroom of damnation. ━━━━━༺༻━━━━━━ Main Genre: High Fantasy Additional Tags: TowerClimbing, Inheritance, Orphanhood, Selfhood, Godhood, Singularity, DeathGames, Trials, SpecialAbilities, Gore, Dark, Mythology, Epic, Symbiosis, Heirhood Invented/Hidden Tags: ??, ??

After tucking his daughter into bed, a devoted father wakes up in the damp darkness of a cave, reincarnated as the lowest life form in existence: a Goblin. But this is no whimsical fantasy. In a world governed by brutal RPG mechanics and blood-soaked hierarchies, he is part of the "Black Hand Tribe," a weak collection of monsters led by a gluttonous tyrant. The divine message of the God of Goblins is cruel and clear: if he ever wants to see his daughter’s face again, he must do the impossible. He must raise the goblin race from pathetic cave-dwellers to a world-dominating force and reclaim the stolen "Relics of the Ancients" held by the powerful kingdoms of Men, Elves, and Dwarves, etc. Now, he must earn the title of Overlord, and begin a dark crusade. Driven by a singular, obsessive goal, he will use his human intellect conquer everything. He is no longer a man; he is a father who will do everything, no matter how dark or depraved, to return to his world. To save his daughter, he will become the monster the world fears most. What to Expect - A Father’s Ruthless Determination: Expect a protagonist who is willing to sacrifice anything, and anyone, to get back to his daughter. - Grand-Scale Strategy: You will see "Big Strategies" where the MC uses his human knowledge of tactics, logistics, and psychology to lead a race of "weaklings" against superior armies. - Bloody and brutal: very dark action to accomplish his mission in any way possible. - Army progression - Civilization building What not to expect: - Romance from the MC - Any type of harem

​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."

The Sketch of Our Scars Jia is a master of being invisible. To the world, she’s just another quiet girl in the back of the class, but her sketchbook holds the secrets she’s too afraid to speak aloud—especially the pain of her father’s broken promises and the scent of alcohol that haunts her home. Her life of shadows changes the day she meets Jinu, a mysterious boy with a bleeding lip and eyes that reflect a darkness deeper than her own. When Jia finds his lost name tag, she realizes they share more than just a bus ride—they share scars that the world cannot see. Can two broken souls find healing in each other’s silence, or will their secrets pull them further into the dark?

Hérése is a good, mature, and understanding child. But following a trauma during his childhood he became silent and distant, despite psychiatric sessions, nothing improved. He had just moved to town for his return to college, ready to start a new life. For him, who had only known study, school and home, he had just entered a new world, a universe opposite to anything he had ever seen before.

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 enjoy this fanfic, knowledge of computer science or knowledge about progamming is recommanded. ------------------------------------------------------------ [Configuring Windows Update… 99%… Please wait] … My name is Hiroki Sawada. I’m ten years old—and a reincarnated person. After jumping through time, I’ve ended up living in a perfectly ordinary neighborhood in the Hidden Leaf Village. I’m single, attend the Ninja Academy, and make sure I’m home by 6:00 PM every day. I don’t smoke, I’m not interested in alcohol, and my favorite drink is Fat Otaku Sparkling Water. At the Academy, I do well in theory and hold my own in physical training. I go to bed at exactly 9:00 PM and always get a full eight hours of sleep. Before bed, I do twenty minutes of yoga to relax. Once my head hits the pillow, I’m out cold until morning. I sleep soundly, free from fatigue or stress. According to the doctors, I’m completely normal. Of course, I’m telling you all this just to make one thing clear— I don’t have any grand ambitions. After traveling through time, my only goal is to stay alive. I don’t dream of becoming Hokage. I don’t want to compete with prodigies or get involved in destiny nonsense. I don’t want pink eyes, nor do I want to be some “child of prophecy.” All I want is to live as a normal Konoha civil servant—filing paperwork in the archives, counting kunai in the equipment department, living a calm, plant-like life. Then one day, retire peacefully and collect my pension. That’s the life I, Hiroki Sawada, aspire to. … Ding Dong~ [Completing update, please don’t turn off your computer. This may take some time.] …Wait. Scratch that. I want to be Hokage! ---------------------------------------------- To read chapters in advance go to P@treon - harsh07

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. (I’ll post roughly 3 chapters a day for the first two weeks, then ease back to 1 chapter a day after burning through my backups. The times will be around 9 a.m., then 18–20 server time. That’s it. Bye.)

“They say the trees in Dämmerwald don’t grow— they remember.” —Old Schwarzwald Saying When seasoned survivalist Shawn Jilfer vanishes into the mist of Dämmerwald—a remote section of Germany’s Black Forest (Schwarzwald) famed for its dense, fog‑laden valleys and ancient pines—his final words broadcast live, “They’re watching us…,” send ripples of dread across the nation. Days later, Shawn reappears on a nation‑wide news channel, his eyes haunted and his lips sealed, fueling speculation and fear. To unravel the mystery, authorities deploy a specialized team—investigative reporters, folklorists, psychologists, and a detachment of Bundeswehr soldiers under administrative assistance protocols—tasked with ensuring the expedition’s safety and documenting every moment. Driven by equal parts skepticism and obsession, the group ventures into the forest’s labyrinthine depths, where moss‑draped ruins and winding trails seem to shift at will. Each step forward feels like trespassing into a living puzzle, as reality bends under the weight of ancient legends and unseen forces. Unsettling phenomena follow them—whispers echoing through the mist, flickers of movement at the edge of vision, and an uncanny stillness that falls like a shroud. “Do you hear that?” one soldier mutters, rifle trembling. “It’s coming from everywhere… and nowhere,” replies a reporter, her voice barely audible above the hush. “I swear I saw someone… behind the trees.” “There are no trees there anymore.” With trust fraying and time slipping away, the expedition must confront the forest’s deepest secrets—or risk becoming the next chapter in its legend. In Dämmerwald, nothing is as it seems, and the true horror may lie not in what stalks the shadows, but in what waits within ourselves. Only two of the sixty‑five returned. Neither unscathed. And neither willing to speak.

The world is no longer collapsing - it already fell five centuries ago. After the Era of Annihilation, cities became graveyards of rusted steel. Black forests tore through highways, and mutated creatures roam everywhere. V is just an orphan living on the edge of a small settlement - working for scraps of food, keeping his head down, avoiding trouble. He is not a hero. He has no special powers. No chosen bloodline. Yet the forces that once shattered the world are beginning to stir again. Dragged into the vortex of warring factions, V finds himself caught in a conflict far beyond his control. Every choice he makes could pull the world toward rebirth... -or drive it into a second annihilation. In an era where the past has never truly died, can an ordinary person change the fate of an entire planet?

Lion city, the supposed 'greatest city in the world' For over a century, this place has been the hub for all things in terms of tech and innovation. But for many, it's just the place they live, where they go about their days, dealing with whatever it takes to get through today's set of challenges, including the students on North Lion High School. But when a mysterious set of figures calling themselves gods appear, nineteen students are left with a unique power and one message. Survive the next few weeks until one player is left. So who will awaken their powers, and who will die trying?

When the zombie apocalypse began, I expected screaming, chaos, maybe even heroic last stands. What I didn’t expect… was my wife being eaten for breakfast. Now before you judge me—our marriage wasn’t exactly a fairy tale. Years of arguments, flying utensils, and emotional warfare had already prepared me for the end of the world. So when the zombies showed up and started eating her, I thought maybe—just maybe—this apocalypse had finally done me a favor. Unfortunately, they didn’t finish the job. She turned. And now my undead wife, along with half the neighborhood, is chasing me down the street with a rolling pin and a hunger for revenge. Surviving the zombie apocalypse is hard. Surviving it while your zombie wife is trying to kill you? That’s a whole different nightmare. Welcome to my life. Like, comment, share give good reviews and power stones

War, plague, famine, countless natural disasters, the earliest humans trudged forward with torches in hand along the rugged path of civilization. Yet, Su'er had never imagined that one day, he would struggle beneath an even more terrifying despair, fighting with every ounce of his strength just to survive... The endless war between the God and their creations, the planet's surface altered like a painting smeared and rewritten at will—the entire world was marching toward death... Even humans themselves began to ask—Why do we still exist? And— Why can't we be the ones? With these questions burning in his heart, Su'er long journey had only just begun... -------------- Author: 花妖梦 Link Raw: https://wap.ciweimao.com/book/100281550 All credits and praise to the author

One afternoon that marked the end of the chapter, a man stands on the edge of confession. For years he had carried the words like stones at the bottom of an ocean. The words are not common, but of love too fragile to speak, too dangerous to risk shattering the quiet friendship they share. "Tomorrow" was what he always told himself. But tomorrow finally caught up to the last today. Now, the time when they will no longer come across each other has arrived; time presses like a tide. To speak what he has held for so long now feels as if it is a gamble for everything: the comfort of what exists against the uncertainty of what might be. And again, to stay silent is to inherit a lifetime of "what if," a regret that will scream louder with every passing year. Now caught in the dilemma between two equal griefs, one sharp and immediate that will end soon and the other slow and endless that will hurt him forever, he must decide. Will the words finally surface today? Or will they drown forever in the floor of the ocean, full of words unspoken, taking a piece of him with them? A haunting meditation on courage, cowardice, and the unbearable weight of unsaid things, The Tomorrow That Never Came captures the exquisite pain of loving in silence and the even greater pain of letting silence win.

Here is the polished Synopsis for The Trash-Tier Admin. You can copy and paste this directly into the WebNovel description box. Synopsis: When the System initialized and turned Earth into a cosmic dungeon, everyone was assigned a Class based on their potential. The gym bro became a [Berserker]. The math teacher became a [Mage]. Jax? He was just a game tester. When the blue light hit him, the System crashed. [ERROR 404: CLASS NOT FOUND.] [EMERGENCY PROTOCOL: GRANTING ADMINISTRATOR ACCESS (TIER 0).] Jax wakes up in the Tutorial Zone with 1 HP, 0 Strength, and no weapon. But he has something better: The Developer Console. While other players struggle to kill goblins with rusty swords, Jax simply opens the source code and highlights the enemy. [Select Target: Goblin_Lvl1] [Action: DELETE] In a world governed by strict rules, Jax is the only one who can break them. But the System is watching, and it doesn't like hackers.

Ryo Kenzaki was just a high schooler. Ordinary. Forgotten. Content to fade into a crowd and wait for the end of the day. Then a star fell from the sky, and everything changed. In a moment of instinct, he pulled a bleeding woman from a crater—and learned that the world he knew was a lie. The Human Realm exists on borrowed time, separated from the Hunting Realm by a crumbling threshold. On the other side, monsters wait. Creatures born when Hunters break—warriors twisted into something that only remembers hunger, their humanity consumed by an endless need to kill and feed. When a Spider creature hunts Ryo across burning ruins, he's dragged into the last sanctuary: a dojo at the edge of both worlds, run by a woman who expected his arrival. Tsukihime offers him a choice—one that isn't really a choice at all. A blade. A Kizugami—a weapon forged from wounds themselves, blessed with a terrible awareness. It doesn't serve the wielder. It judges them. And in the moment Ryo touches the hilt, he feels it: the blade seeing into him, searching for something, finding him wanting. But there's no walking back. A Kaimon hunts him. A cosmic Eye watches from the sky. And somewhere in the gathering darkness, something vast and inevitable is moving toward the world's end. Ryo never wanted to be a Hunter. Never wanted to inherit a curse he didn't deserve. But fate, it seems, has already made its choice for him. The only question left is: when everything is stripped away—when he's forced to become something other than human—can he still stand as himself once more? Or will the blade consume him like it has consumed all the others? Character Art by @_iamskiddy

What happens when the protagonist of a world dies? Does the world cease to exist? Or does it hold its crumbling pieces together in a desperate attempt to save itself? In a world where peace had finally become a reality, the man chosen by fate dies in an accident the world was never meant to allow. His death went unnoticed, unacknowledged by the world and the system that rules it. Until it was too late. As things go south and mana starts seeping into a world that is marching towards its demise, Kim Han—a man that was never supposed to mean anything in this story—finds himself facing a difficult situation. Unseen and uninterrupted by the fate that was withering, he must decide if he should quietly intervene in the tragedy that will unfold, or let the world choke under the weight of a story that will now never end.

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.