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Lin Chen, a downtrodden delivery driver in a second-tier city, gets hit by a truck and awakens in the hospital with a bizarre golden interface floating before his eyes: [I Can Copy and Paste Anything I Want?!] From that moment, any martial art, qi technique, secret art, divine ability, pill formula, or even ancient treasure he witnesses—he can copy perfectly with a single thought. One use per target. No cooldown on copies once learned. At first he thinks it's a dream. Then he copies a street thug's fist technique… and shatters a concrete wall with one punch. Word spreads fast. Arrogant young masters from hidden families, ancient sects recruiting in the shadows, black-market auction houses, and even government-backed special divisions begin hunting the "anomaly" who can steal their thousand-year legacies in seconds. From a nobody who couldn't even afford rent, Lin Chen begins his rise: copying forbidden techniques in underground arenas, crushing face-slapping prodigies, dismantling corrupt clans, and slowly uncovering the truth behind why this heaven-defying system chose a mortal like him. In a world where strength is everything, the man who copies everything will eventually stand above them all.

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.

Horrible Accident? Check Otherworldly Soul Yeeting? Check Taking over some schmuck's body who died around the same time? Check Unable to cultivate because the aforementioned schmuck's constitution is all messed up? Double Check In the world of Valresta where the great and powerful cultivate an energy called aether to get to where they are, Zhen Liu (Thomas Lee) is physically unable to despite having the qualities to do so. But due to a twist of fate, Zhen Liu is given the ability to create kaijin, strange and monstrous warriors to fight in his stead. By using this world's laws combined with his knowledge of Earth, watch as Zhen Liu stands above the so-called aether saints to become the one and only kaijin lord! "What the hell is a train"?! "Something that's about to kick your butt. Get him"! "Yes my lord"! Cover art done by JacKLYart on Twitter My Twitter: https://twitter.com/MajorMizako?t=23kOezglRcDjEUKcmpZQiA&s=09

Griffins are known to be the sacred animals of God. Dragons are offspring who needed to be controlled. Their otherworldly rivalry has never eased, but Dravern was an exception. Growing up in need of avenging his dead father, Dravern got used to surviving. In his journey he meets a dragon. Being an outcast, he doesn't much care for the dragon blood and the raging past. Another chance for revenge finds him. But there are also bonds he doesn't want to break. What will he do?

Blue light exploded as Eira swung first, his sword colliding with the woman's burning spear with a force that tore the air apart. Mana crashed outward in violent waves, ripping sound from the world as fire and frost devoured each other. He twisted his wrist mid-swing, dragging the blade down her weapon and forcing her back, ice crawling across the spear before shattering under a surge of black-red flames. She laughed. "You're late," she said, spinning and driving her spear toward his chest. Eira barely deflected. The impact hurled him through the sky, his body twisting as he fought to regain control. He stopped himself with a burst of cold, boots skidding against invisible air, sword humming violently in his hands. Only then did the world reveal itself. Endless white stretched beneath them, cracked and broken by war. Bodies lay scattered across the frozen land—men and women with silver hair, armor torn, weapons buried deep into ice. Some moved. Some didn't. The ground itself bore scars of mana so deep they still glowed faintly. A pressure rolled outward from Eira as he steadied himself. Far away, people collapsed without being touched. Knees buckled. Breath failed. Even standing became impossible under the weight of his presence. The woman floated calmly across from him, fire and shadow wrapping around her form. Her spear burned red, veins of black mana pulsing like a living thing. Flames spiraled outward from her body, erasing frost, stone, and anything else that dared exist too close. Below them, a young woman stood shaking, blood running down her arm as she held up a glowing shield. She was wounded badly, yet she didn't step back. She shielded the fallen behind her with everything she had left. Eira saw her. His jaw clenched. "Still distracted," the woman said, her voice carrying easily across the battlefield. "That hasn't changed." She raised her spear and slammed it downward. Fire crashed toward him like a collapsing sun. Eira answered by lifting his sword, blue light roaring outward as the flames split apart around him. The shockwave tore across the land, ice forming and breaking in the same breath. The sky broke. They moved again. Sword and spear collided midair, faster than sight, each strike releasing violent surges of mana that warped the world itself. Blizzards swallowed firestorms. Flames evaporated ice. Mountains formed and shattered in seconds. "You're weaker," she said, twisting her spear and driving him back through a wall of frozen air. "Did dying once finally dull you?" Eira staggered, blood spilling from his mouth as he caught himself. His sword shook, not from fear, but restraint. "I won't lose again," he said. Her eyes narrowed. "This ends now, Eira."

Adele de Frostfang, born a princess and a Luna by blood, she was never meant to be invisible. Yet at twenty-two, she remains unmated, powerless, and whispered about behind gilded doors. Her childhood spent in hospitals left her sheltered and naïve, while her younger sister shines effortlessly in the spotlight of society. In a world ruled by packs, power, and bonds, a Luna without a mate is seen as incomplete—and disposable. Tired of pity and ridicule, she makes a reckless decision: if fate will not give her a mate, she will choose one herself. She decides to learn the ways of high-circle from a rogue, what begins as lessons in confidence, society, and adulthood slowly turns into something deeper. But secrets cannot stay buried forever. This is a modern werewolf romance about choice, growth, forbidden bonds, and a no-mate Luna who dares to write her fate.

He won the ultimate hardcore game, only to wake up in a world he once played in hardcore and won. A world where he’s just an extra, a background noble no one notices. Reincarnated with memories of his past life, he has one simple goal live quietly, avoid trouble, and enjoy a peaceful, lazy life. But in a land of magic, and hidden power, staying invisible might be harder than he thought...

Don't be fooled by the title. I don't even have an iota of ego. Matter of fact, I'm the most humble man you'll ever meet! My name is Ziyang, and I'm here to tell you a story. You see that smug bitch holding a dagger to my throat? Well, it had been my humble ambition to take that egotistical, drowning in his own self-importance, arrogant piece of a shitfucker down. Atleast, that's what my original hope was anyway. Boy, can I not wait to tell you about the clusterfuck I put myself into. Gear up, my friends, for an excitingly fun, wildly adventurous and heart-poundingly thrilling journey, because once you begin... you might just get addicted.

I own the characters. I girl transmigrated into her favorite story as the MC. The strongest Werewolf was born into a world where now she has to get to her mate before she’s forced to marry someone else. MC is Lesbian but uses magic to grow a penis and OP.

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

Most people don't choose reincarnation. Reincarnation finds their way to them. Perhaps they did something great in their life. Or maybe truck-sama wasn't looking where it was going. But without fail, those who reincarnate are destined for something great. A new life where everything changes for the better. But... Reincarnation isn't always the greatest thing. Sometimes you just draw the short end of the stick. Di Tou just happens to have drawn the shortest stick. Pulled out of his life randomly. Taken by a crazy old eccentric man not as a disciple, but as a body double?! And a janitor body double no less?! Grasping a system to find... It's a JANITOR SYSTEM!? Truly, how unlucky can one get?

A world without gods struggles against cunning and dangerous monsters from another realm, teetering on the brink of collapse—until… Silvanus never expected to die at the peak of his glory. He was on stage one second, accepting his third consecutive Best Actor award. The next, he was dead—crushed by a falling glass stage light in a tragically ungraceful demise. But the worst part was yet to come. He didn't indeed die. Instead, he woke up in an entirely different world, one on the verge of being swallowed by darkness due to an overwhelming invasion of monstrous creatures. [Beep—Acting System activated! Greetings, my god. Please create your character and start collecting Acting Points!] Thus, humanity discovered that they now had gods, divine protectors who guided them in their battles against monsters… A god who feared everything yet could foresee the future. A narcissistic deity who commanded water and life itself. A depraved being who, despite his corruption, remained undefeated against even the strongest creatures. No one knew they were all the same person. "Worship me. Believe in me without end. And one day, I shall truly descend upon this world…" ... Silvanus once thought that all he needed to do was seal the endlessly appearing dungeons, but the world was far broader than he had imagined. As secrets gradually came to light, Silvanus’s journey toward becoming a true god grew ever more difficult, entangled with even greater conspiracies. Can Silvanus rediscover himself and complete his own growth in order to repel the darker, more sinister forces that are constantly plotting to invade the worlds under his dominion?

“I was his Luna, now I’m his ruin.” … I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”

We all love Call of Duty ,well, who doesn’t? For Reever, it wasn’t just a game. It was his life’s battlefield, his digital home, and the one place where he could still feel young. After decades of dominance in the gaming world, Reever now ninety and bedridden receives an unexpected visit from the creators of Call of Duty: Ascend.EXE, the next-generation VR experience that blurs the line between player and soldier. They offer him the honor of being the very first to play. One final mission before death. Inside the simulation, his old instincts returned. The battlefield burned, drones screamed across the sky, and Reever fought like it was 2045 again. But as his real heart began to fail, the world dimmed and then a message appeared before his eyes: [YOU ARE ABOUT TO DIE] CONTINUE PLAYING? [YES/NO] With his final breath, he clicked YES. Outside, his body flatlined. Inside, he woke in a cold, endless chamber filled with frozen soldiers avatars suspended mid-respawn. A metallic voice greeted him: “Welcome, Bot-067.” Now trapped inside the system, Reever must survive a world built from code, blood, and broken memories. Death no longer frees him it resets him. And as the system grows aware, he begins to wonder if he’s still playing the game… or if the game is now playing him.

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In a world ravaged by the Great Fall, cities lie in ruins, and the lands are shrouded in ash and shadows. Monsters and demons roam the desolate territories, while secret cults worship the darkness, striving to gain a power denied to ordinary humans. Ancient gods watch over the world, intervening only rarely, and a constant sense of unease and danger hangs in the air. In this grim and cold world, every place holds its own secrets, every encounter could be the last, and magic and strength determine who survives and who is left forgotten in the wastelands.

This is a Rewrite of Naruto: A Whole New World which follows the story of Murakami, a young adult from earth who wakes up to find himself in the Shinobi World. Not the shinobi world with its details embellished by Animation but the cold hard reality of the Shinobi World.

I own the MC but nothing else. A girl was left to point of death by those who she loved gained a powerful system that can travel worlds of tv, movies, anime, and manga with a sign-in or creation function to have an already identity in the worlds she’s going to. She vows to come back her world to get back what was taken from her and to help her corrupted world. MC is Intersex but mostly female and OP.

“A shepherd of all lambs can be a prophet to one, but better than a prophet to none.” Determined to obtain a Tower and participate in trials known as the Sequences of Events, Hunter Morningstar, a seventeen-year-old Slumberer, entered his first challenge, the Trial by Fear, and successfully obtained a unique Trait. But at what cost would it lead him? ༺༻ Update Schedule: Update is released once or twice a day, at varying times. Copyright © 2026 by Sowerchild.

As an ordinary person who found herself in another world, Yuna a fanatic reader decided that she is too ordinary and lazy to achieve something big and want to live a leisure and easy live, following the masses and blend in on the new world she found herself in. However, Yuna who thought herself to be quite ordinary tends to accidently create extraordinary things. •Influencing in letting the most feared assassin guild being created •Becoming a legend by creating the most respected Knights •Accidentally led to the establishment of the most devout and pious Temples .......and the list goes on. Yuna who found herself at the centre of it all : "......." Yuna: "I swear I'm only an ordinary person and everything is a mistake! an accident! I don't know anything ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ" Not only that, Yuna also have the knack of attracting all sorts of psychopaths. Psychopath no 1: "I cannot live without you, I won't let you leave me" Psychopath no 2: "You are my God and I am at the mercy of your will" Psychopath no 3: "What do you mean I am free? You are my shackles" Psychopath no 4, 5, 6, 7 : "Master, you cannot abandon us!" Yuna: "Fucking hell, what did I do??? Why Me??? (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠)" As a person who is always ordinary, Yuna felt overwhelmed in another world that cannot let her be ordinary! _____________________________________________________________________ Assuming a role of an ordinary person in her previous life but adorn the role of either a God's messanger, Pioneer of Light, Guide, a Path or even the God itself..... A fateful and eventful life of Yuna began in another World. [May the Holy Light be with you] ----------------------------------- English is not my first language and I'm sorry for the inconvenience I cause because of it. Thank you all truly for reading and enjoying it despite the lack.