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They travel the world, livestreaming perfect moments. Beautiful cities. Perfect smiles. Millions watching. But something is wrong. People who get close to them begin to change. Subtly at first—habits, desires, boundaries. Then completely. No one notices the pattern. No one except those already inside it. This is not a story about love. This is a story about control— how it begins, how it spreads, and how no one realizes they’ve lost it.**Original Work Declaration for *The Laughter Mirror*** All elements of this work (including but not limited to the “Three-Strap and Pendant System”, “Dual-Track Narrative,” and “Lingguang Xihuan”) are the sole creation of the author. Unauthorised reproduction, adaptation, derivative works, or commercial use in any form is prohibited without the author’s written consent. Unauthorised reproduction, adaptation, or commercial use is prohibited. Infringement will be prosecuted. All rights reserved. © 2026 [NoCliantro]. All Rights Reserved.

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.

In a world where humanity teeters on the edge of extinction, survival is no longer guaranteed—it is earned. Jake never asked to be reborn. Thrust into a vast, war-torn world where alien races, demonic beasts, and dungeon-born horrors dominate most of the land, he quickly learns one brutal truth: power is everything. Those who awaken rise above the rest as elite mech pilots and super soldiers. Those who don’t are left behind… or forgotten. Born into the lowest-ranked Region F—a place mocked as the “Region of Bad Luck”—Jake stands at the very bottom of a merciless hierarchy. Orphaned by a Kaiju attack and surviving on borrowed time, his future hangs on a single moment: the Awakening. With no talent, no backing, and no guarantee of survival, Jake must defy the odds in a system rigged against him..

It’s the age of superhumans! Genetic modifications, Cybernetic enhancements, magic enchantments- the choice is yours! For the right price, you can rise above the masses and gain power only ever seen in myths! For the right price! No matter how far humanity advances, power will always fall in the hands of the wealthy few. It was a truth Dante learned at a very young age and with it came a burning hatred for those who use power to oppress and dominate. The flames grew stronger once he found himself faced with the cruelty of those who rule from above. Left all alone in the world, robbed of everyone he cherished, Dante swore revenge on those who hurt him, but true power couldn’t be fought with hatred alone. In his search for a weapon that could help him take his revenge, Dante crosses paths with a certain Artifact, his fate taking a turn he could never have anticipated. =================================== This is not a Fan Fic. Check out my other works: Valkyrie Smash. Support the book on Patreon.com/Nomanalive

When one has power, they are respected, but that same respect can also lead to hatred and under that hate, there is fear. The god of chaos was a being with power so great the other 11 gods couldn't even try to compare to him. They all respected him but they also feared him. His power alone could destroy reality all together. The only person who could beat him would be the Regulator but no one knows where he is. The god of light Lucifer created a weapon, a weapon which could even strike down the god of chaos Ephraxis. What was the sword made off for it to defeat a god as powerful as Ephraxis. That was the question surging through Ephraxis mind as he layed in the floor of the council room of the gods. As he layed,his so called friend Lucifer whispered something to him, something that made Ephraxis blood boiled for the first time in very very long while. Before he died he swore that he would return and he would kill Lucifer and everyone one of the gods who were with him. His call had been answered and when he awoke, he had been reborn into the family of Morningstar. That last name belonged to Lucifer. It pissed him off to think he was reborn into his enemies family. But how did his enemy even have a family in the first place. There were questions piling on in his head but there was one thing that was clear. He would kill the gods who had betrayed him by any means necessary. Which meant he was going to need to reclaim his weapon. The sword of chaos, Havenhell. He had been giving a second chance, a chance he would not waste.

In a world where the afterlife is just the beginning of a new adventure, Rumi, a young woman with a penchant for practicality yet haunted by a past filled with lost joys and unfulfilled potential, finds herself in the Soul Society after an untimely death. She gained a "Choice System" where she had to make different choices and each choice would shape her own future and journey. This journey is more than fighting for her survival, but a quest for self-discovery. (There is an update schedule and general information about this fanfic in the auxiliary vol. so feel free to check it out.) Disclaimer : I do not own Bleach or any Bleach original characters. But, the original characters I created are mine and so is the storyline so please do not repost on other sites without my permission.

[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: 4 chapters minimum and 5 maximum

Growing up with blame his entire life for the death of his mother during his birth,Menelik lived a strange and mysterious isolated life very different from others. With great knowledge and mind that he had of laws and the Kombat skills of martial arts,taught to him by a retired assassin that raised him as an orphan when his father threw him to the streets, Menelik combined both skills and knowledge and became The Murdering Lawyer to persue a certain purpose in his life that noone knew.

A twilight scene. A winding dirt road leads into a small town, seen from above. On the left, a large weeping willow tree, its branches drooping like fingers. Beneath the tree, barely visible, a woman’s silhouette in a beige trench coat stands facing away, holding a single red balloon. In the background, a white church steeple with a broken weather vane. The sky is bruised purple-orange.

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.

Born into power but raised in silence, he is the heir to a royal legacy worth billions—yet he chooses to live as a nobody. After losing his mother at a young age, the only thing left behind is a simple necklace… and a final wish: to live a life where love is real, not bought. Determined to honor her, he hides his true identity and builds a false life as an ordinary car salesman. That’s when he meets her. Kind, supportive, and seemingly genuine, she becomes the one person he believes sees him for who he truly is—not his wealth, not his status. As their love deepens, he dares to hope he has finally found something real. But reality is cruel. Pressured by her family and tempted by a life of luxury, she is forced to choose between love and status. Promises are made… then slowly broken. One day, she disappears—only to reappear as another man’s bride. On the day of her wedding, he arrives uninvited—alone, humiliated, and treated as nothing. Insulted, beaten, and stripped of the last memory of his mother, something inside him finally breaks. And then… everything changes. A royal convoy arrives. Power shifts in an instant. The man they mocked is no longer a nobody—he is the one they should have feared all along. As truth is revealed and regret sets in, one question remains: How do you beg forgiveness from a king you betrayed?

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 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.

[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.

Nightblade Academy is the most prestigious academy dedicated to cultivating the finest assassins, officers, and mercenaries in the world. Sieg Brenner is the new and mysterious transfer student, the disciple of a legendary assassin. He immediately gets the attention of Yumi Hasegawa, the Scarlet Queen and leader of Scarlet Bloom, the most powerful gang in Nightblade Academy, during his first day of school. Will he survive on his own? Or will he become another one of the Scarlet Queen's broken toys?

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.

A world of magic. A "mage" born without it. And an outrageous f*cking crew. In the Valley Kingdom, where steampunk meets futurism and powerful magic means status, a Guild named the Black Wolves stand wildly apart. Their acting captain, Greed, carries neither magic nor nobility, only a title he never wanted and a forgotten past. Though he has no magic, he has another power that defies it—along with a crew as unhinged as they are loyal and who all have their own insanely broken abilities: A Ghost-mage whose eyepatch hides more than it covers. A powerhouse who hits like a Behemoth and naps for sport. A vice captain more promising than most high-ranking mages, but only wants to spend the days cooking. A horned lunatic with a superiority complex and an obsession for her acting captain. A cyborg. A wolfdog the size of a lyconbear. And others off on missions or prolonged duties—each with their own unique quirks. The Black Wolves only have a single goal: to live a life as meaningless and carefree as possible. But when a conspiracy threatens to swallow the Valley—and pins the crime on them—they become fugitives in the very Kingdom they called home. As they fight to clear their names and face an enemy that seeks to destroy everything—the Black Wolves, ironically, become the Valley’s last line of defense. And everyone's last hope. Expect: - Black Clover meets JJK meets Final Fantasy meets Vox Machina - NOT isekai, transmigration, evolution, system, or cultivation. Go look for that elsewhere - OP MC from the start with no magic [NOT ANTI-MAGIC], progressively gets even more OP - Harem relationships in the beginning, moderate fanservice, mild sex scenes (hate me), and strong romance subplot towards the end with only one girl - Classic slow-paced story with character development, backstories, perspectives from multiple characters, stats and ability descriptions, intricate plot, worldbuilding, and of course tons of fighting - A long, ongoing story Written and conjured by J.N. Marlow. All rights reserved. © 2025 J.N. Marlow.

The dark grey sky released a torrent of rain, casting a misty veil over the university campus.The girl with sharp facial features, was navigating towards Arcadia. As lightning strikes, her dark brown eyes sparkled with a fleeting radiance,as if reflecting the electric flash. Despite her efforts to appear calm, she couldn't help, but to bite her lower lip occasionally, a subtle sign of anxiety was building inside her as she emerged from the social sciences block. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she gazed up at the rain-soaked sky. Her raven-black hairs were pulled back into the tight bun, with two loose strands framing her face.