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[A/N: No smut. Moderate pacing, with a slight lean toward fast pacing to keep the story sharp and avoid dragging. Romance is secondary] ___ I transmigrated into a slow-paced action romance fantasy novel. You know the type. A naïve, righteous protagonist with a growing harem, invasive creatures to slaughter, a God to kill, and a guaranteed happy ending. And then there was the Mob villain. The jealous, exiled half-brother who goes full psycho, challenges the protagonist… and gets killed by his own fiancée. Yeah. That villain was me, Caelir Vayne. But everything changed when I awakened SSS class and three op skills. Cloning. Copy. Fusion. “…Wait. Isn’t this a little too overpowered?” But something’s wrong. Why isn’t the plot following the story? Why are events spiraling out of control? And worst of all… Why is my fiancée, the girl who killed me in the original story, now staring at me like I’m the only thing that exists? Hold on. They have a word for this kind of behavior. “…Don’t tell me... she’s a yandere?” ------------ Updates: 12 chapters per week. 1 chapter on Wednesday and Saturday, while 2 chapters on other days. ... I recommend reading the free chapters first before deciding whether to continue or leave the novel. Trust the process. The story is planned, and the payoff is worth it. ... Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fiction. Any resemblance between characters and real individuals is purely coincidental.

"In a world of cold reality, Ren was a shadow—a quiet student whose only anchor to humanity was his childhood friend, Haru. But one bloody afternoon on a school rooftop changes everything. When a mysterious assassin leaves Haru dying in his arms, something snaps inside Ren. A terrifying power awakens: the ability to invade and control the minds of others. From a helpless witness to a cold-blooded manipulator, Ren embarks on a dark journey to hunt down the organization behind the attack. How far will he go for vengeance? If the world demands a monster to kill monsters, Ren is ready to become the greatest 'Twist Maker' the world has ever feared. 'I didn't choose the darkness; I just mastered it.'"

NOTE : We dive right into the action, and are assuming you've checked out the auxiliary volumes for the world building and lore. You can continue without it and it's just so you don't get lost on the terms ..... A thousand years have passed since the Variants first appeared from the Rifts. God answered the prayers of the human race and gave them a chance to fight back. He bestowed special marks called crests upon twelve who were worthy, granting them unfathomable power to fend off the wave of attacks. Well… that's what the church wants us to think. Man, being man, found a way. And in the present day, large numbers of the population have crests, and those that don't are treated as second-rate. This was the case with Marcus, who spent most of his life doing odd jobs—until one of those jobs led to his demise. At the hands of whom?? The son of a major crest-bearing house. Marcus is reincarnated into the body of his killer and soon finds that despite being from a major house, the boy did not have a crest. At least, not one that was bestowed upon him by God.

"Dragons and their spawn rule the skies, the land, and the seas... humanity survives in the cracks, dreaming of a comeback." _____ Power comes from the beast you tame. Wolves, hawks, snakes, spiders, chimeras, the stronger your summon, the brighter your future. Too bad for our protagonist. When everyone else summoned salamanders, eagles, troll dogs(not doge) or tigers, he got… Well, let’s just say the only thing lower on the food chain is dirt. Laughed at, bullied, and living as the butt of every joke, he’s not exactly winning. But giving up isn’t an option... His aging parents sold everything for his "failed" chance, and he won’t let it be for nothing. But hey, this is his story. The weakest beast tamer? Here’s the thing about being at the bottom: it teaches you how to climb. And dragons? Turns out they start small too. As kingdoms crumble under greed and external threats, the weakest tamer begins his rise. Follow his path as he unlocks a potential so rare, so terrifying, it leads to dragons… Every evolutionary line leads to the strongest ‘SSS Dragons’. _______ Warning: Contains world-ending dragons, ridicule-fueled underdog revenge, dragon-scaled protagonist, morally questionable nobles, insane creature evolutions and enough twists to make you wonder if weakest really means luckiest. A MC who’s out to prove everyone wrong… even if it kills him. Spoiler alert: It won’t. For those who love a whole lot of fun, this one’s for you. If you’re looking for a darker story, look somewhere else (Maybe Utopian System (;) This one’s about having fun and taming expectations. _______ We will use the same Discord from my first book, come join! https://discord.gg/W3CjfC2cw4 _______ Silly tags that seem to matter a lot to some readers: No Yaoi, No Yuri, Possibly Harem (Vote! I can write either, and in any case, there will be multiple girls. The only difference is whether he chooses one in the end or goes the "liberal" route.... democracy is yours!), No NTR.

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

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."

Rated 16+ this book involves dark romance, thriller, a half sane half psychopathic MC and his obsessed lover. *"* In a world where being alpha, beta, or omega decides your power, status, and whole life, nothing is fair. Alpha detective Daniel hunts the Dollmaker, a killer who kidnaps omegas, breaks them, and poses them like broken dolls. The Dollmaker also takes money from weak omegas who want to destroy powerful alphas and betas who break the law. After Daniel rescues Sky from an abduction. He can’t let Sky go back to danger. Sky is clingy and sweet. His touches slowly heal Daniel’s lonely, broken heart. His dying mother loves BL novels and omegaverse stories. Her last wish: Daniel must marry a man and have a child to honor her dream. If he refuses, she will make sure his father cuts him out of the family money and destroys his FBI job. Sky’s controlling parents see him as a way to climb higher. They demand he traps a strong alpha protector or they will abandon him completely. What happens when the killer Daniel is supposed to be hunting ends up on his own bed?

Magic is not a miracle, it is a language and the world is failing its literacy test. In the neon-drenched Gothic skyscrapers of Downtown, "Mages" scrawl jagged circles in industrial grease, chanting fragments of a tongue they don't understand. In the brass-clockwork palaces of Uptown, the elite hoard artifacts, believing they’ve tamed the heavens. They treat the Names of Creation like blunt hammers—blindly unaware that the Gods are watching from the void, waiting for the Hourglass of Eons to flip. I woke up with no memory of my past in a fragile body that burns with white-hot agony every time I invoke a Name. I have no grimoires and no legions. I hold only a fountain pen, a broken pocket watch, and a memory of the world before it shattered. To the universe, I am a scholar caught in a slaughterhouse. To the "Mages," I am a heretic. But even I do not know exactly what I have become. While they struggle with superstition, I speak the Names with infinite precision. But speak a Name is to bleed. And to alter the law is to burn. Accompanied by a traumatized child soldier—my only anchor to sanity—I must navigate a decaying world of rusted gears and digital demons. I don’t intend to save this corpse of a civilization. I only want to ask one question: "The Universe was built on Seventy Names... Why do you only remember so few?"

When Etienne Blessad crawls from the wreckage of a plane crash that should have killed him, he returns to Astoria, Oregon as something more than human and far more dangerous. He has returned with strange new abilities and a violent temperament. With these powers, he only has one goal: take revenge against the extended family who murdered his parents and built their empire on blood money. But in a world where caped crusaders and masked villains clash in the streets, his personal vendetta threatens to spiral into something far bigger and more dangerous than simple revenge. Tags: Superpowers, Superheroes, Action, Urban, Ninjas, Martial Arts Schedule: 1 chapter/day at 7 AM EST.

I own only the MC. A girl who was given a pill by god to head to Yuan Zun/Great Ruler Worlds which gave her a specials constitution that makes her the strongest. Cultivator Multiverse Travel. MC is OP and Futanari.

“Doing the wrong thing for the right reason… never ends well for anyone.” Seven great races ruled the continent of Eldarion. Humans weren’t among them. To the world, mankind was nothing more than background noise, as insignificant as a breath of air, as laughable as a failed joke of creation. A race with no promise. No power. No future. Tyler was born into that world—a world where every “hero of humanity” was fated to fall before they could rise. So he abandoned the path of heroes entirely. He chose the road stained in shadows. He chose the power no sane soul would touch. He chose to become a demon— not for glory, but for survival. His purpose was simple: Ascend as the Demon King. Stand as a monstrous shield when the true invaders finally tear into their continent. And he succeeded. He rose higher, darker, and stronger than any being before him. But power has a price. A price he only understood when it was far too late. For in climbing toward salvation, He became the very abomination he once swore to destroy— The Desecrator. And the world whispered: “There is no lesser or greater evil. There is only evil.” Yet a more profound truth lingered in the dark: “Because sometimes, only one Evil can devour another.” *** Discord - https://discord.gg/4xbt5Nwrtn *** #Yandere #ComplexCharacters #NoHarem #Dark #RareBloodline #Magic #Slowburn #FatedLove #Demons #Dragons #Otherworlders #RunicSorcery #Evil-FL

I own nothing. Hope Mikaelson, was treated like crap as her older twin siblings who is bratty, spoiled, and are horrible people that had her father’s love along but with her family except Davina and Freya, but they saw her as a nuisance growing up but when her reincarnations to her first reincarnation returned her memories and powers to her she vowed to travel the various Outerverses to show why she was still the one who rules. Multiverses travel story. MC is Lesbian and OP.

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.

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?

The dying embers unveils a story, Of a young man from Earth, A spy with mission, The Land of Dawnflame. ... On his seventeenth birthday, Aurora was sent to another fantasy world as a spy. The Land of Dawnflame was ruled by Blesseds who wield supernatural powers and monsters known as the Cinder Hollows. On his first night, Aurora awakened a forbidden Remnant Art: the unique ability to bind those very monsters. And almost immediately, he was met with trouble...

I own only the MC and don’t own any pictures. A Girl wishes to be the Daughter of the Presence of the DC Multiverse as he offers it as she was treated like crap by the heroes for not being strong enough and framed for a crime she didn’t commit, she travels the multiverses for her father eliminating threats. MC is lesbian and OP.

12,000 Years ago, for an unknown reason, the Supreme Deities and major gods of every pantheon disappeared, leaving the universe vulnerable to the attacks of demonic races. The surviving celestial races of various pantheons fought the war but were eventually defeated down to the last celestial because of a warrior called Xyrian, but not before leaving behind their bloodlines scattered across the galaxy. Meanwhile, the sun gods and deities of all pantheons merged to form a single entity, Sol, who then established two academies for the celestial bloodlines so that they could rise against Xyrian and the demonic forces. Xyrian, the one who crowned himself as the Sovereign of the Galaxy after a negotiation with the demons, had marked every celestial bloodline for death, regardless of their status, achievements, and character. * Enter Agastya, the last surviving true celestial who runs a store and a small guild on Earth. His life was mostly quiet and peaceful without attracting any trouble or attention. While he was waiting for a wealthy client to drop by with a mission so that his business could pick up, his wait ended with the appearance of a mysterious client who gave him the mission of escorting a celestial bloodline to the academy. It begins an event that ends Agastya's low-key and quiet life, forever, forcing him to face his past, forcing him to resume his fight against the demons and Raiders that he left behind years ago.

Mike died in the stupidest way possible: electrocuted because of a coworker who was too distracted trying to flirt. Just when he thought he could finally rest in peace, a “god” decided his life had been far too boring and reincarnated him into a fantasy world… as the Demon Lord. Yes, the final boss. Before he even had time to understand what was happening, a Heroine stormed his castle determined to kill him. Desperate and with no idea how to use his new power, Mike faked his own death and escaped using an ability he didn’t even know he had. The plan was perfect. Except for one small detail. The Heroine appeared right beside him. Now the two of them awaken in the middle of a forest, far from the battlefield… and she remembers absolutely nothing. Not the war. Not her mission. Not who he is. Taking advantage of the most suspiciously convenient opportunity of his new life, Mike pretends that he has lost his memories as well. And so, the two decide to travel together and settle in a small town, trying to start over from scratch. But adapting to a peaceful life isn’t so easy when: — He is, technically, the most powerful former Demon Lord in the world. — She was humanity’s greatest weapon. — And on top of that… the Heroine turns out to be socially disastrous. Between odd jobs, failed attempts to act like a “normal human,” constant suspicion, and absurd arguments, the two begin an awkward life together. While the world enjoys a fragile peace after the mysterious disappearance of the Demon Lord and the Heroine, no one suspects that both of them are living under false identities.

I own nothing at all. Elena Gilbert, tormented by being weak, in the Alternate Universe of TVD gains a system to make sure she is never weak again as God chooses her. The System features are gaining abilities through physical contact, absorbing or Copying beings in that world. The system has a travel the multiverse function but won’t unlock until she’s finished with the task of each world to travel to another. Elena is Bisexual but prefers girls.

I was transmigrated into my all-time favorite magical steampunk fantasy RPG game called "Of Steam & Sorcery: Dark Reckoning". Not as the hero. Not as the villain. Not even as a side character. I’m just a random background mob that disappears after the beginning of the tutorial. The problem? This game is infamous for its unbalanced threat escalation. Every arc introduces ridiculously strong villains, world ending events, and irreversible disasters. Entire continents fall as part of the main storyline, costing the lives of countless NPCs. And I know all of it. If I follow the script, I might die. And if I interfere too much, I might trigger a worse route. So I must stay in the background and take advantage of absolutely everything to survive. Every easter egg. Every hidden quest. Every game-breaking exploit the developers never patched. And maybe, just maybe… survive long enough to see the final boss get slain by the protagonist.