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Nineteen-year-old billionaire prodigy Zane Mercer has conquered everything money and intellect can buy—until the world ends. Dragged into God’s Game, a brutal apocalypse where monsters roam, and gods gamble on humanity’s extinction, Zane is handed a system that’s supposed to help him survive… except it’s broken. While others scramble to live another day, Zane does the unthinkable: he treats the apocalypse like a game meant to be beaten. Exploiting loopholes, bending rules, and outthinking both monsters and men, he turns survival into strategy. Now the very gods who designed the Game are watching closely. Because for the first time, a human isn’t just playing to survive— He’s playing to win. --- "I will be posting this story on Webnovel, Scribblehub, etc." Three times a week, on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays.

Two people. Same wedding. Completely different worlds. Ayaan Varma, loud, chaotic, impossible to ignore. The kind of guy who laughs too easily, feels too deeply, and hides everything behind jokes. Samhitha, quiet, controlled, and distant. The kind of girl who speaks less, observes more, and carries things she never lets the world see. It was supposed to be just a wedding. Few days. Few memories. And then back to their lives. But somewhere between teasing fights, stolen glances, and conversations that meant more than they should… something shifted. He wants to understand her. She doesn’t want to be understood. He calls it friendship. She calls it a mistake waiting to happen. And the worst part? They both know… this isn’t going to stay simple. But for Samhitha, love isn't just about feelings, it's about timing, responsibility, and the fear of choosing herself for once. She has spent her life being strong for everyone else. Letting someone in feels like losing control. Ayaan, however, has never been afraid of chaos. And for the first time, he is willing to plan, not for himself, but for her. As the wedding lights fade and real life begins, Samhitha must decide: will she continue living the life she carefully designed for others... or finally allow herself the one thing she never prioritized? Sometimes, the most unexpected thing is love. And sometimes, you really do have to save the date for trouble.

In a land where strength decides everything. A land where the strong set the rules and the weak can only obey. A land filled with opportunities, hidden treasures, and unpredictable dangers. Overnight, a once peerless genius falls from the heavens and becomes the laughingstock of the world. While everyone watches his downfall, one young man begins to notice something unsettling: events unfold with an oddly familiar rhythm. Is it mere coincidence… or the awakening of a destiny too vast to escape? And when fate begins to move, can an ordinary observer truly remain indifferent?

In a world where spirit roots dictate destiny, Lu Haotian is discarded as trash. At the Lu Family’s Spirit Root Test, his mortal-grade roots and lack of affinity strip him of favor. Once a promising direct disciple, he is reduced to menial labor while his cousins rise. He endures betrayal in silence, quietly honing his mind and observation. Then comes an opportunity. Something awakens within him, shattering his limitations and granting boundless potential. He conceals it completely, returning to his errands as the same invisible boy. From the shadows, he begins to build and watches the world with cold patience. He trusts nothing blindly. He schemes without mercy. He rises without announcement. In a realm of explosive talent and brute force, the forgotten disciple will prove true dominion is seized in silence—through ruthless logic, patient foresight, and an abyss-deep will.

The one who understands the beasts shall become the beasts. **** Amina lived as a zookeeper of a small zoo for ten years after graduating from the university with a low passing grade. Unlike her course mates working at big firms, research institutes and the like, she managed to get the job of a zookeeper through her orphanage director. Perhaps others might have hated the job of a zookeeper with measly pay, Amina was actually very satisfied. Someone as quiet and dull as her wasn’t fit and qualified to work in big firms and research institutes. Her ultimate goal was to save up money and relocate to the countryside to spend the rest of her life. A perfect goal, wasn't it? However, could someone tell Amina why she was bleeding blood? How did that tiger escape its cage? Whose voice had she heard before the sudden attack? And most of all.... Why was she wearing fancy dress in a world of advanced technology and large animals?! **** Volume I: Understand the Beasts (Ongoing) Volume II: Control the Beasts (Not started) Volume III: Become the Beasts (Not started)

Incentives: 50 Golden Tickets— 2 extra chapters A Castle— 3 Extra Chapters A Gachapon— 6 Extra Chapters Discord: https://discord.gg/dWW4RHNXwJ *** Let's not pretend like we haven't heard this story before. Mana descends upon an unprepared world. Dungeons rupture reality. Monsters pour out. Humanity awakens in response—some with sparks, some with power capable of leveling continents. Aris Ashborne was born into that world. His problem? He was too damn cute to be taken seriously! Media companies treat him like heaven's favourite mascot. Fellow awakened dote on him as if he isn't ranked among the strongest humans alive. Confessions pile up. Stalkers appear. The title "Cutest Awakened" follows him everywhere. No one seems interested in how he earned his S-rank. It's hard to command fear when people are asking what skincare routine you use. Oh well. Being underestimated has its own perks too. Truth is, Aris Ashborne is one of the few people that has transcended the ranking system entirely. He is among the few that could very well rule the world if he wanted to. But for now, he is contempt with being called a cutie. After all, monsters don't always look the part.

Title: I Built His Empire… Now I’m Taking It Back Synopsis She was the mind behind the empire. While others chased titles, Adriana built systems, solved crises, and turned failing ventures into gold. With an unmatched blend of precision and instinct—an “Eagle Eye” for detail and a “Midas Touch” for transformation—she quietly positioned herself as the invisible force behind Stratton Global’s rise. But power, when hidden, is often taken for granted. Betrayed, sidelined, and nearly erased by the very structure she helped build, Adriana is forced into a position she never sought—war against her own creation. What begins as a fight to reclaim her place quickly evolves into something far greater: exposing corruption, dismantling a deeply rooted syndicate, and recovering billions siphoned through deception. Yet reclaiming the empire is only the beginning. With enemies both inside and outside the system, public scrutiny, corporate politics, and high-stakes global deals closing in, Adriana must do more than survive—she must dominate. As she clears Stratton Global’s name, restores its reputation, and positions it for groundbreaking ventures like the hydrogen gas revolution, one truth becomes undeniable: She was never just part of the empire. She was the one who made it. Now, she’s taking it back—piece by piece, system by system, until nothing stands in her way. Power. Strategy. Betrayal. Redemption. And a woman who refuses to stop at victory.

Trapped in a fantastical realm, Kiyoshi discovers a volatile magic that weakens him as it strengthens. His rented girlfriend becomes his shield against impending doom, revealing they're humanity's last hope. Amidst a web of secrets, their journey unveils a destiny intertwined with Earth's future.

[WARNING: EXTREME MATURE CONTENT] Lucien Vilor was born into a world of magic with none of his own. Raised under the shadow of a legendary family, Lucien was pushed to become a genius of strategy, science, and observation, simply to survive in a society that looked down on his lack of skill. To his father, he was a disappointment to be hidden away. To the world, he was "Mundane." As a final act of cold discipline, his father forces him to attend The Aethegald Academy, a prestigious, high-pressure fortress designed to train the world's most elite mages. The school is a prison of strict rules and soul-crushing competition. To ensure total control, the Goddess has placed a Seal of Apathy on the male students, rendering them impotent. Lucien’s dormant power finally awakens, Lucien skill made him immune to the seal and remains the only potent boy in the school, and his skill, The Resonance Bond, allows him to mimic and steal any magical power in existence, but only through an intimate connection with a female mage.

The beginning of the apocalypse brought chaos and disaster to humanity. It tore away the mask of society and revealed the cruelty hiding beneath. Ivy Ravencroft experienced it all firsthand. Her family was unfair and cruel, and they abused her so badly that she went blind. Her lover died trying to protect her, and she spent the next five years struggling to survive, until she finally died in the apocalypse. But then, Ivy woke up again, reborn in the first year of the apocalypse. At first, she felt hopeless. If only she had returned to a time before the apocalypse, she could have gathered food, weapons, and supplies to survive better. Still, she was grateful for one thing: she had kept her special ability, the power to create safe zones. This time, Ivy made a promise. She would protect her lover, find her real family, and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. .................................. "Huh? Why is there a bento box lying here?" Ivy asked, confused. "What bento? Are you trying to trick me again?" Silas asked, sadness in his eyes. "This one!" Ivy said, holding up the packaged meal and waving it at him. "What the... where did that come from?" Silas stared at it in shock. Ivy’s eyes widened. She realized something, only she could see these items, and when she picked them up, they became real. "Can… I buy it from you?" Silas asked, unsure. "Of course. But I won't give it to you for free." Ivy smiled like a fox. Silas closed his eyes; he was ready for her to demand something sky-high and said, "Okay. Tell me how many gold bars you want." Ivy smiled and teased, "I don't want gold bars; they are way too cheap. I want one kiss." Silas: Blushing hard. His subordinates: "..." This wave of dog food was too unexpected! ....................................................... With the supplies, picking a superpower and a safe zone superpower, Ivy built her own residential area. She gained Kindness Energy and multiplied supplies with the help of Temporal Storage. While other bases struggled to make a simple house, she used her golden finger to make luxurious buildings and rent them out, becoming the big shot in the apocalypse.

In a world where strength is everything, Kang Joon-seok is the weakest link — an E-rank hunter barely scraping by to support his mother and little sister. When a simple raid turns into a deadly trap inside a hidden dungeon, Joon-seok faces an impossible choice: watch his comrades die or offer his own head as sacrifice. In his final moments, he makes the ultimate sacrifice. But death isn't the end. Awakening with a mysterious system and a burning vow to protect his family, Joon-seok realizes the gods of this cruel world have noticed him. From the bottom of the hunter ranks, the weakest will rise. What happens when the mortal who should have died... survives? The Mortal Who Survived — a tale of sacrifice, awakening, and relentless growth.

I knew every hidden plot, point balance, and psychological trick in Classroom of the Elite. It was my obsession. But memorizing a fictional school's rules doesn't save you from a speeding delivery truck on release day. I died clutching the latest volume. Then I woke up. Disclaimer: I don’t own Classroom of the Elite. All rights to the characters, the setting, and the original story belong to Sogo Kinugasa and Shunsaku Tomose. This is just a fan-made project written for fun. I’m only responsible for my own original characters and any changes I’ve made to the plot. #shadowmastermind #manipulation #psychological #strategy #tactic #battleofwits #pretendingtobeweak #hiddenabilities #calculation #highschool #schoollife #metaknowledge #chess #cote #cunning #ruthless #scheme #underdog #hierarchy #meritocracy #cold

It wasn’t an ordinary school, more like a discipline academy. Those sent there were juvenile delinquents, given a chance to change their lives and correct their mistakes. A reform school. As far as he remembered, he had never been in detention. So why was he here? Wasn’t the school supposed to fix people? Then why did it feel like he was losing himself? No—he was finding a part that had always been there. The part everyone called a monster. And the one who made him feel… strange had sworn to stop him. Let him try the impossible.

Amara Cole just wants to be an ordinary person. So she stays quiet, keeps her head down, and pretends her magic is barely worth noticing. But the truth? She’s stronger than anyone in the kingdom. Now she’s stuck at the most elite magic academy, surrounded by powerful nobles, a future king who won’t leave her alone, a warrior who thinks she has potential but is just lazy, a rival who wants her gone, and secrets that could shake the entire world. All Amara has to do is keep pretending to be ordinary. Easy… right?

After a day of hard work, Zhou Zaizhi, a surgeon in training, freshly graduated from university, died in his sleep. When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Zaizhi found himself in a dark cave smell of blood and decay. He looked at his body and was shocked to find that he was no longer human. After he came out and investigated for a while, he found out with hollow laughter was that he seemed to had been reborn and possessed a flood dragon. What made him despaired was that he seemed to be hated by all, shunned by all. "How am I supposed to survive like this!?" Fortunately he possessed a unique ability that enable him to lend his cultivation in exchange for Dao comprehension feedback in return. Turning to look at his youngest disciple that he took in a few decades back, Zhou Zaizhi felt a sense of relief. 'As long as I have this disciple, my survival is certain, Nascent Soul is in sight!' He thought happily with such optimistic world view, how innocent. It was a beautiful woman who seems to be in her early twenties. Instead of delicate flowing silk robe, this woman instead wore fur coat with light armor. Her name was Wan Zhaolu. Zhou Zaizhi sighed, "Lu'Er, why are you wearing your armor all the time? Isn't it uncomfortable? You should try wearing that silken skirt little Xiao gave you the other day." Wan Zhaolu who was wiping her sword looked up at him with a trace of anger and annoyance hidden inside her eyes: "Master, you know Xiaomiao?" Zhou Zaizhi tilted his head slight, he replied: "Of course? She's your friend after all." Wan Zhaolu sighed and was about to turn back to cleaning her sword when she heard him continued: "Or you could try this dress little Jinghua gave me. Sighs, why did she even give me such a thing? It’s not as if I can wear it." Wan Zhaolu snapped her head back at him, "Who is this Jinghua? Is she a woman?" "Huh? She is Yisong's junior, she visited us a few months ago remeber? She even introduced me to her master and aunt maste-" Zhou Zaizhi's words were cut off before he could finish, a sharp blade had already appeared beside his neck at some point in time. "You know other women?!" "???"

Arthur Moreau vanished during a live broadcast. No warning. No transition. No last words. One moment he was finishing a world event in front of four hundred thousand viewers. The next, he was gone entirely, and what arrived somewhere else was Gepetto: his character, his creation, the most feared Marionettist ever built in a game where power was the only language that mattered. The skills are real now. The strings are real. The puppets move, and what they touch does not reset. In a world fracturing between an empire in succession, a republic bleeding from the inside, and gods who can die and apparently do, one man with no allegiances and no name anyone knows is building something. Not an army. Not a throne. A web. Quiet. Patient. Precise. House of Puppets is a story about control, belief, and the specific cost of choosing to matter in a world that was not built for you. The puppeteer pulls the strings. But someone always holds his.

He spent three years killing people for money. Now his job is making sure nobody kills the girl dressed as a cat goddess. In the near future, mega-corporations have discovered that cosplayers are worth more than celebrities. The top performers live like idols — private jets, penthouse suites, merchandise deals worth more than small nations' GDPs. They also attract obsessive fans, corporate espionage, and occasionally, people with guns. Kai Reuben, 21, is the most capable person in any room he walks into and the most uncomfortable. Three years as a mercenary left him fluent in threat assessment, efficient in a fight, and completely unequipped for civilian life. Peacetime is loud. People's emotions are data he doesn't know how to file. He has constructed a pleasant face for public use and it has been stuck there ever since. He retired eight months ago because the world got too peaceful and his reputation got too large — other mercenaries couldn't beat him, so they started targeting the people near him instead. He walked away before anyone else got hurt. He has been trying to figure out what to do with himself ever since. He does not figure this out at a cosplay convention on a Saturday afternoon. What he does instead is deflect a bullet with a combat knife in front of thirty thousand live viewers, neutralise three armed assailants, critique the venue's west walkway security to the responding officers, and retrieve his cold brew. The clip hits one million views before midnight. The cosplay internet decides he's the most committed method actor they've ever seen. NovaCorp's Director Chantal decides something more accurate and makes a call. By Sunday morning, Kai Reuben has a new job he didn't ask for, a contract he probably should have read more carefully, and a problem he has absolutely no protocol for. PIXEL GUARD is a light novel in the action romantic comedy tradition — overpowered protagonist, genuine emotional stakes, and a harem that operates less like a competition and more like a slowly assembling disaster that Kai is professionally equipped to survive and personally entirely unprepared for. The action is real. The comedy is real. The feelings, which Kai has filed under pending further classification and fully intends to address at a later date, are very real. He is going to have to stop moving toward the threat eventually. He is not there yet. [ Action · Romantic Comedy · Harem · Overpowered MC · Idol Industry · Found Family · Slow Burn · Comedy of Errors ]

Genre: Urban, urban high-level martial arts, high-level martial arts, female CEO, counterattack, system, multiple female protagonists Harem + Lighthearted Novel Genre: [Illness Recovery System + Super Burning High Martial Arts Wife, Evil Doctor, Thousandfold Retribution] Yun Chen transmigrated to a high martial arts world, becoming a useless doctor with no combat power whatsoever! At the moment of his death, Yun Chen awakened the [Illness Recovery System], which grants unlimited illness recovery rewards by treating others! "Treatment recovery? This is great!" Yun Chen was overjoyed and charged forward. [Ding! Congratulations to the host for treating demonic poison, recovering a Legendary-level bloodline, Twelve-Winged Demonic Sword Immortal!] [Ding! Congratulations to the host for treating kidney deficiency, recovering a Long Yang kidney, one blood essence per second!] [Ding!] Congratulations to the host for treating the Heaven-Testing Powder, restoring his Super God-level comprehension, and instantly mastering the cultivation method! ... At the genius banquet, Yun Chen, covered in blood, unleashed a powerful attack; when he was defeated in a high-level martial arts tournament, Yun Chen defeated all the geniuses with his blood; when on missions, Yun Chen always infiltrated under the guise of a physician... From then on, the great protector of the demonic path called him "Husband," and the white-clothed, pink-haired nurse called him "Daddy"... Son of Destiny: "Why is this demon's combat power so strong!" Genius Prodigy: "Holy cow! Are you sure he's a physician?!"

Deep darkness surrounded her, rising and falling with her chest as though they had become one with her. she could feel him, even as he remained still, waiting for her to move. Nelly smiled darkly, he still thought her innocent. He would be the last person she dealt with. "How many?" The familiar voice slipped from somewhere within the shadows. Amused. Same as always. "Enough." she muttered. a low chuckle echoed from the same direction. "Don't do that, I've warned you not to lie to me." Silence. "How many people have died since this little....quest of yours began?" She exhaled slowly. "Many." A second passed. "Too many." the darkness shifted, curling closer, like it was listening. "And still you're not satisfied? the voice pressed. Sharper. "How many more Nelly?" She turned slowly, fully aware he couldn't see her. her eyes burned. "No," she said. "It's not enough, Not until they feel it." Her legs moved. "Not until they all pay for what they took from me." the darkness stirred violently feeding off her rage. "I'm coming for all of them. And this time....I won't hesitate." *** Twelve years before the story begins, a twenty old engineering student named Ken was shot on a road outside the University of Abuja. His girlfriend Nelly watched him die. Touted as a genius, he spearheaded several scientific discoveries. His research notebook was never recovered. His death was filed as a robbery gone wrong. Nelly did not believe it then. She doe not believe it now. Her suspicions were further fueled when a tech startup, came into the spotlight and meteoric rise: Akor Corp, a tech empire whose products seemed all too similar to be a coincidence to Kens work. Driven almost insane by that grief she returns. With a simple plan, infiltrate Akor Corp, find a connection with Ken's death and brings his killers to justice. Nelly soon discovers nothing is ever that simple. Kelvin Akor her cold enigmatic boss, is a mysterious and calculated man, she also encounters Lucky Dante the famous playboy, and was soon entangled with both men. After her discovery leads to the death of her former classmate, she is forced to question her resolve for revenge. unknown to her, the powers that had put Ken down, had become aware of her. Does she succeed or give up, knowing it put the lives of her loved ones in danger?

In Layer Capital's endless dark, Jin survives on exhaustion and cheap food. His awakening comes: the system square appears in his palm, branding him Pluto-rank "Unworthy" slayer, the lowest, worthless tier. He accepts it like always, eats his rare sandwich on the bench, and prepares to drag himself back to work. Then a thick black mirror door-shaped portal materializes in front of him. It melts in seconds. Black liquid surges and swallows him whole, bench included. What is waiting for Jin on the other side? Who is Jin? And etc... Discord: https://discord.gg/5H8v5xPJZ