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[You have acquired the skill: Infinite Reincarnation!] In my previous life, I lived like a puppet. And even after death, I was never given freedom—only endless reincarnation. I was reborn as animals, plants, even as a cloud drifting across the sky. [Each time you reincarnate, you will acquire an additional skill.] After countless lives, I finally awakened as a human. Scorn Rothfield, an academy student who could only survive by humiliating himself. Licking teachers to avoid expulsion. Licking bullies so the torture would stop. Licking anyone, just to live one more day. … That was the fate of Scorn Rothfield. But this time was different. Because I realized that this world was identical to a horror game I once played. I knew the story routes. I knew the bad endings. And I knew one thing for certain. If I kept being lapdog, I would die and I didn't knew when I'll be human again. “…In my previous life, I lived as a puppet,” I thought. “So this time—I'll be the one pulling the strings.”

She woke beneath a sky that already knew her name. Lyra has no memories—no past, no home, no identity. The only proof that she exists is a glowing celestial sigil etched into her skin and a haunting feeling that she has lost something precious… someone important. In the magical realm of Aetheris, whispers follow her wherever she goes. Some kneel in fear. Others flee at the sight of her. And one man—a silent warrior with shadows in his eyes—looks at her as though she has broken his heart before. Cael knows who Lyra truly is. He knows the power sleeping inside her. He knows the danger hunting her. And he knows why her memories were erased. But telling her the truth might destroy her all over again. As forgotten magic awakens and ancient enemies rise from the dark, Lyra must uncover who she used to be while deciding who she wants to become. Bound by fate yet guided by choice, she walks a fragile path between destiny and desire. Because sometimes the greatest love story begins when one heart remembers… and the other must learn how to love again.

A century ago, colossal stone swords descended from the skies, stabbing deep at the heart of twenty-eight cities. Like so began the Sword Trials. Worlds against worlds, species against species, set in a separate, unique, battleground realm that resembled the greatest sword-themed, faction versus faction MMORPG to ever exist. Levels, Legendary Equipment, Hidden Quests, Guilds, Territories, Spawns, NPCs, Sword Skills, Loot that could transcend worlds through a special currency… Only those who can awaken their sword marks would be called Bladeborns, warriors of their race. Armed with Soulbound Swords of varying tiers that decided their ranking in the modern hierarchy, they would fight for the continued existence of their worlds. Ending the battle, however, proved far more difficult than expected. A seemingly unbreakable hundred-year stalemate was reached. The apocalyptic ending eventually faded from everyone’s minds, and being a Bladeborn suddenly turned into a profession. Some even treated the Sword Trials as a mere game. Schools began adding swordsmanship classes as a major subject, and those who excelled beyond their peers at the same high school would be called Sword Prince and Princesses. One such celebrity was Daru Finnley, a young man who had an unusual love for the sword. Named the Fallen Sword Prince after a disastrous awakening ceremony, the label of genius changed into garbage overnight. But his “trash” sword held a secret. And so did his soul… Three worlds WILL fall. #Guildbuilding (In the later chapters)

"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.

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.

You were tragically murdered by an off-world invader and reborn into My Hero Academia. Thankfully, you knew the plot and had a very powerful quirk; stronger than One for All and All for One by a landslide. Unfortunately, if you told anyone, the whole world would probably try to either destroy you, contain you, or expel you. —- I am doing this for fun- the first few chapters are rough but if you make it through them, you might enjoy it a bit more. Another thing; if you don’t like reading what I write, there’s a back-button. You don’t have to read it, or comment, or anything. Enjoy!

EKRON is a therapist with a license to shoot. Which is odd because, a shrink is naturally supposed to be understanding of people and behavior in general. But not Ekron. He has the temper of a newborn and tongue of a serpent. But maybe his alpha mate might just be what he needs.

[Warning!!! Adult Content!!! R18!!!] All his life Damian has endured abandonment but his fiancé's betrayal with a senior associate was the last straw that broke the camels back. Shattered, Damian ended his life with a bullet to the head. [Rejoice, you have been chosen to become one of the seven potential successors of the demon lord!] [Good Luck. You will need it] Instead of death, Damian is given a second chance at life but as one of the seven princes of hell. The Introduction of the system into his life turned it into something adventurous. Tasked with sleeping with virgins, seducing the righteous and spreading immorality to the entire realm, Damian is exposed to a world he never knew existed. "But wait, you mean I also inherited a three wives as well?" "What do you mean they are the jealous types and I'm not allowed to get married?" --- Daily Release: 3 chapters minimum and 5 maximum Also, expect a slow start. It may look urban in first twenty or so chapters but don't worry, its a proper fantasy book. It just starts a bit slow

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."

(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.

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.

[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 the autumn of the 28th year of the apocalypse, Gu Xi and her companions finally eliminated the last Zombie Emperor in the world. That night, at the celebration banquet held at the base, Gu Xi took the fine wine handed to her by a companion, and then... she collapsed headfirst. When she woke up again, it was already the 58th year of the apocalypse. 30 years had passed, and the beautiful world that Gu Xi had once yearned for and for which she had fought tooth and nail did not appear. Although human society had restored order, a new food crisis arose—after plants and animals underwent a second mutation, a bizarre energy that the human body could not digest, absorb, or excrete through metabolism suddenly appeared within them. And she, Gu Xiaoxi, also had a brand-new identity—a refugee girl picked up from the ruins by a group of pioneers. The newly-minted undocumented girl, Gu Xiaoxi: No more fighting and killing, no more shouldering the future of all humanity; just needing to cultivate one hundred acres of wasteland to achieve the simple dream of eating well, drinking well, and getting a peaceful night's sleep is pretty good. Later, she discovered that her former companions had all become powerful figures, while she, the former apocalyptic hero, had become a person who was never recorded in history. Gu Xiaoxi: ?

The Ancient Immortal has returned, and with the invasion of evil entities into the mortal world, a storm of bloodshed and chaos is unleashed. To ensure his own safety, Bai Mo trains ten thousand fox disciples. "Human society, surely not the only Sequence Seven. "Besides the president, there must be others lurking in the corners of human society." Bai Mo was very certain. Because, he himself was Sequence Seven.

Su Xiaocai has crossed over from a more technologically advanced interstellar world for ten years. In that world, aliens invaded, and wars were frequent. As a warrior on the front line, it was rare to see green plants. This fostered Su Xiaocai's hobby of planting vegetables and trees. She vowed to become the best vegetable farmer, far from the battlefield. Classmates: Who's operating the mecha dancing in the field? The teacher who heard the rumor rushed over: Not bad, a good seedling. The principal waved his pen: Transfer her to the Mecha Department.

After playing the game Cultivation Life for ten years, Chen Lan is told that the game would shut down. At the time of farewell, however, Chen is suddenly notified that the game would manifest into reality! When the manifestation finally comes, Chen's cultivation directly reaches the level of the Great Emperor, becoming the strongest person on the entire planet! "Chen Lan, didn't you play that game?" "I did. I'm like you, Body Refining stage," Chen Lan replied casually.

What will happen when you reject gods? Of course they will kick you right?! Henry Clark, the divine sword spirit was sentenced to life in prison within the cauldron of death. He rejected the Moon God, the Dragon King, and even the Heavenly Emperor. The saber goddess personally came to kill him! But life gave him another opportunity! Can he survive the mortal realm against HUMANS?!

Qin Yang, a peerless genius cultivator from the Immortal Yuan Continent, transmigrated onto a small thug on Earth, thus beginning an exciting journey in the bustling city. Celestial Eye, Drawing a Prison... these are just ordinary small magic. Paper Crane Transmitting Messages, Passing through Walls... these are no big deal. Skillful Hands Drawing Talismans, Flying and Earth Escape... these I also know. A Spring Rain Talisman, even if you have one foot in the coffin, can rejuvenate you; A Fortune Talisman ensures reverse luck, so hurry and buy a lottery ticket.

"Welcome aboard the Dimensional Rift game exclusive train. This train will depart from the Level E Departure Station and head to Level D stations. Please ensure your safety while boarding in an orderly manner and abide by the train rules." "The train rules are as follows:" "1. Do not bring non-game items onto the train. (Underwear is the exception)" "2. Consumption is mandatory. (All train staff are unpaid volunteers)" "3. Do not turn on the lights after they are out. (Except for those who are exceptionally talented and courageous)" "Additionally, the train encourages various leisure activities such as sneak attacks, brawling, and predation. Players are free to choose." "We wish you a pleasant journey."

At the age of eleven, the youth Ye Xuan's soul traveled through time to the distant Mythical Era, becoming an Undying monster emerging from the Emperor's Burial Ground, influencing one era after another. Yet behind Ye Xuan, an invisible force manipulated everything. Struggling to take control of his fate, Ye Xuan exhausted all means, but just as he was on the brink of success, he was betrayed by his disciple and wife, causing his soul to slumber for ninety thousand years. When Ye Xuan awoke, he found himself back in his own body and had become the son-in-law of the Emperor Immortal Sect, treated by others as a fool. The story begins from here. Eternal Emperor Soul, returned overnight. From then on, an emperor rose as a son-in-law, ushering in an invincible myth that dominated through the ages! Simplified version: The foolish son-in-law, soul returned, rose in one morning, invincible through all ages. Show-off version: "I am invincible; do as you please." — Ye Xuan. Meme version: That year, my hands in my pockets, I knew no rivals.