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"Magic is not a miracle. It is a language. And you are pronouncing it wrong." I incarnated into this frail human vessel for a simple purpose: Observation. ​It was a miscalculation. ​I woke up in a dystopia where "Mages" have forgotten the true nature of power. They treat the 70 Names of the Creation like blunt instruments. They are stuck in the Circle of Concepts, drawing shapes in the dirt, unaware that the Sphere of Gods even exist. ​Now, I am trapped in a mortal body that burns calories like a furnace every time I speak a Truth. ​The Magic: While they struggle with simple shapes, I calculate with infinite precision. I don't cast spells; I define reality. ​The Progression: The world has lost the path to the Sphere of Gods. I am the only one who remembers the way back up. ​The Burden: I accidentally acquired a traumatized child soldier as my "Luggage." I keep him around solely because he is the only thing that soothes my divine headache. ​Armed with nothing but a cheap suit, a fountain pen, and a perfect understanding of the world, I am going to teach them a lesson. ​"The Universe was built on 70 Names. You only remember 69."

“National High School Football Championship!” “Saitama Prefecture Selection Finals!” “Ichinan vs. Matsukaze Kokuo!” “Please give a warm welcome to the players from both teams!” As the commentator’s voice faded into the stadium’s roar, two lines of young men in soccer uniforms emerged from the tunnel. . . . ---- Ryosuke Kira—who was supposed to be eliminated and expelled in the original Blue Lock story—has been transmigrated by a football-loving Blue Lock manga fan. Now, the new Ryosuke Kira steps into the battlefield of egoists. Will he rise to become the singular, unparalleled egoist standing above 299 corpses, or will he succumb to the fate of his predecessor? [Detected attribute that can be absorbed!] [Vision +20 (Continuous Decay)] [Duration: 10 minutes] [Retention Time: 24 hours] [Absorb?] ---- To read future chapters and support me: Patreon.com/Demonic_Fiction

--- Synopsis: When the world resets into a timeline where Kira never existed, a new, darker game begins. Detectives from across eras—Sherlock Holmes, Hercule Poirot, Miss Marple, and modern minds like Connor the android, and last but not least, L himself—are brought together to investigate a series of impossible murders tied to a mysterious notebook. As alliances form and clash, they soon realize this case is not about solving crimes alone, but about surviving a battle of intellect against an unseen adversary who is always one step ahead. This..is an Ultimatum ---

Bitz inexplicably crossed over into the world of One Piece and became a member of the battle-obsessed Saiyan race. With a Bloodline Propagation System attached to him, as long as he performed actions that benefited the spread of his bloodline, he would receive rewards. Thus, the One Piece World gained a man who called himself a “Saiyan,” whose daily life consisted of either sowing seeds, or being on the way to sow seeds. Robin: “N-No, don’t use the tail…” Vivi: “Mmm~ Th-This is all for Alabasta…” Straw Hat crew: “Damn it, give Nami back!” Hancock: “Ahh, Lord Bitz, all of Amazon Lily belongs to you.” Five Elders: “Where did this monster come from? Even the Celestial Dragons aren’t as wicked as him!”

Marcus dies and wakes up in the body of Luther Fellar, the beloved youngest son of a noble household. The memories in his mind insist the family cares for him But they’re not his memories, and this isn’t his life. Driven by guilt and fear of deceiving the people who adored their real child, Marcus struggles to understand why he was brought into this body at all. Then strange symptoms surface: forgotten memories, nightmares that aren’t his, and a mark forming beneath his skin. A curse tied to Luther’s name begins to awaken and it isn’t finished claiming its host. Trapped between a family’s love he feels he doesn’t deserve and forces bound to the borrowed identity he carries, Marcus searches for answers in a world shaped by hidden magic and secrets better left buried. [A/N]: Not your "TYPICAL" Extra Novel

Looking back to 1996, the chosen son Clay Lee loaded the [Talent] system. Unlike the NBA he remembered, Michael Jordan, who was at the end of his peak, retired. The Lakers dynasty in their prime ended in vain. The GDP combination no longer belonged to the Spurs. The loving Big Three basketball also got nothing... The end of hard work is talent? —— And Clay Lee represents endless possibilities! ======= Regular 7k words per chapter with big chapters 10k-12k words. Pay attention to the word count! Discord link for character photos and much more: https://discord.gg/mjcCSyu7Yr

"Talent, I don't have talent. No, let me correct myself, I don't have enough talent. Enough talent to survive in the footballing world. But I have something else. Hunger. Hunger to devour every single player in existence." Follow Robin Silver, a 17 year old prodigy, claw his way out into the footballing world

The Cultivation World of Firmament Heaven was everything Li Ling expected it to be — and far more cruel than his worst imagination. After transmigrating and being exiled from his clan for lacking talent, he quietly settles in one of the outer marketplaces of the righteous Qing Shan Sect, aiming to lie low until his potential can emerge. Li Ling lives by the law of survival through obscurity — slightly better than a hermit, never offending, always forbearing — until a random act of violence shatters his beliefs and triggers a Qi deviation. In that moment, the Infinite Slaughter System awakens, with a single, brutal function: kill, gain Slaughter Points, invest in techniques and cultivation, and become endlessly stronger! And so Li Ling, casting aside the logic of low-key living, begins his rise — to become the most ruthless, most heartless God of Slaughter Firmament Heaven has ever known!

I was summoned by a Goddess with my classmates to save their Empire? But I have other plans. With my Unique Skill, I will get whatever I want starting by that Goddess! °°°° Additional Tags: [Heavy Lemon], [No NTR], [NTR: Mc stealing], [Ruthless], [Step-Sisters], [Goddesses], [Beastkins], [Yanderes], [Threesome and more!], ... DISCORD LINK FOR ILLUSTRATIONS OF WAIFUS: https://discord.gg/fhdv8Eb7QP

When Miraak is defeated and, on the brink of annihilation, Hermaeus Mora moves to claim his soul, the First Dragonborn makes one last move. Instead of fading away, his essence is cast into an unknown plane ruled by other gods. There he encounters a young demigod named Percy Jackson, a magnet for broken destinies and dangerous prophecies. Intrigued, Miraak decides to take him as his first student. The very first student of the First Dragonborn. Disclaimer: This work is a fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. All characters, locations, and concepts related to Percy Jackson belong to Rick Riordan and their respective owners. Elements, names, and references to The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim and its universe belong to Bethesda Softworks. I claim no rights over these franchises. This story is an unofficial, non-profit work written solely for the enjoyment of readers. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Synopsis : A human soul reincarnated into the AU world of 'The Lion King'. He was reborn as the twin brother of the crowned prince Simba. He was forced to survive in a cruel version of the Disney world, where the weak are hunted, mercy is rare, and strength is the only law. Amid the roar of fallen Kings, Leo carved his path as a force of nature. He was known for his strength, his dominance, his kingdom, his pride and his achievements. But most of all, he was known as the true Lion King. For he was not a born-king but a forged-king. Through trials, through setbacks, through loss, through pain and through blood. He only came out stronger. .. .. //////////////// Join my patreon : Emmanuel_Capricorn to read all advanced chapters.

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war. Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond. His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm. However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!" --Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server! https://discord.gg/APB5KCU --Follow my Instagram and Twitter! https://www.instagram.com/mlduong https://twitter.com/MLDuong --Cover Art by Derek-Paul Carll (carlldpn) --The Mech Touch is an original webnovel written by ML "Exlor" Duong. --The Mech Touch is mainly published on Webnovel.com and a select few platforms affiliated with the parent company of this website. --Artificial Intelligence / AI clarification: Since I started to write and publish The Mech Touch on 2018, I have never used AI tools to write my webnovel. All of my chapters are written and proofread directly by me for many years. The only automated tool that I have used is the basic spellchecker that comes standard with the Google Docs application. I have not changed my approach towards writing chapters for The Mech Touch even as technology has advanced and introduced new tools. I will continue to maintain my current approach for this webnovel until it has come to an end.

Football is a cruel and very realistic Sport. Weak are eliminated before even kicking the ball in professional arena. Youth Football is such a cruel storm that sweeps anyone without luck, opportunity, talent, resources, money. connections. One such player was swept by a cruel storm was ironically named Arashi. Literally translated as "storm". This is story of boy named Kojiro Arashi from heights of youth development in Crystal Palace U15's to a High school football club in japan. His Journey from Kochi wearing a high school jersey to a professional player playing for Japan creating a storm in japanese football with his catchphrase. "Let's create a storm." P.S :- This story is set in Fictional Universe. The names of the Clubs and players are at most used as a reference. Story is totally Fictional.

Born with abnormally strong body, feared by all and abandoned by his mother, Raze Kyler was a silent killer and someone who didn't care about anyone..until a glowing necklace tore him from his world into a deadly war of 100 heroes and demons. Summoned alongside eight classmates and a teacher, his status screen shows only an error. But a hidden power stirs within him—one that could consume everything. In a world of champions, Raze Kyler isn’t here to save anyone… he is not a hero but villain among them!

This story contains sussy business. Expect lemons, comedy, hot MILFs, and a genius MC who collects women like Pokémon cards. MC is possessive. Harem is huge. The girls actually have brains. The guys? Sorry, they don’t matter. MC is chill most of the time… until somebody looks at his women. Then he turns into a final boss. Read at your own risk. Or pleasure. Probably both. ××××××××××××~ Alex died slipping on his own divine milk. When he opened his eyes again, he was Alexander Shepherd—an alchemist in another world. Tall. Handsome. Blonde hair. Tan skin. Basically the guy every girl drools over. And Alex knew immediately. He wasn’t the hero. He was the antagonist. The bastard who was going to NTR everyone around him and steal all the girls for himself.

Option 2：Game of Thrones: The Lustful Plunderer System Option 3：Execution Day: I Awakened the Slaughter System in Westeros The cold Valyrian steel of 'Ice' pressed against my neck. Ned Stark stood above me, ready to swing. I was a deserter of the Night's Watch, and I had one second to change my fate. I didn't die that day. Instead, I awakened something far more dangerous than the White Walkers: The Killing System. In this cruel game of thrones, I am not a hero. I am a Hunter. [Ding! Enemy Killed.] [Experience Points Devoured. Attributes Increased!] [Skill Plundered: Grandmaster Swordsmanship!] From the frozen North to the burning South, I turn the world into my personal hunting ground. I killed the Night's Watch Commander to seize power. I manipulated the Starks for leverage. I hatched a mutated three-headed dragon born of Ice and Fire to rule the skies. I don't play by the rules of honor. I play to win. And the prize? Not just the Iron Throne, but the most beautiful women in the Seven Kingdoms. From the wild Wolf Girl of Winterfell to the Lioness Queen of King's Landing, and even the Mother of Dragons across the Narrow Sea... I will plunder them all. Winter is coming? No. I AM the Winter. What to expect: Ruthless Protagonist: A pragmatist who kills without hesitation. No mercy for enemies. Solo Leveling Vibe: Kill enemies -> Plunder Stats & Skills -> Become a God. Dragon Rider: Master of "Winter," a unique three-headed dragon. Harem: Unapologetic ambition. Conquering Queens, Princesses, and Noble Ladies. Plot Omniscient: Using knowledge of the future to manipulate major events and destroy enemies like Littlefinger and the Lannisters.

• 1-2 New Chapters Every Day After his dreams are crushed by failure, a young hedge fund manager named Jason Underwood wakes up in another man’s body. He is now Ezra Prentice, a lawyer married to Alta Rockefeller, the daughter of the richest man in the world. It is 1907. The Standard Oil empire is under attack after the release of Ida Tarbell’s book . At first, Ezra lives quietly in the shadow of the Rockefeller name. But Jason’s old ambition burns inside him. He knows the future—wars, oil shocks, and the rise of new industries. He believes this is his chance to build an empire greater than any in history. Yet the family he has joined is divided. John D. Rockefeller Sr. rules with cold calculation, while his son, John D. Jr., struggles to make peace with his father’s ruthless legacy. The father sees in Ezra a man who understands power. The son sees a man who must be watched. As the country turns against monopolies and greed, Ezra begins to weave his plans. He spreads rumors, makes bold investments, and manipulates allies and enemies alike. His goal is simple: to secure the Rockefeller name—not through morality, but through control. But in a changing America, even the strongest empires can crack from within.

Feelings... "Why.... Me?" "I just wanted to live a normal life. I never imagined that emotions would have such different powers. I used to think about how I'd get higher on exams. How could I live a more relaxed life? Will ı be able to marry a beautiful and kind woman? Now... life is so different now... I'd love to watch the sun set forever, but how can I do that? The hunters will always be after me. " "I'm Kai Lane! I don't care about the rules of this new world! I'll live as I please! And I'm not gonna let anyone hurt me or my friends on this road! " Levels in the book Yellow lightning Blue Lightning Green lightning Orange Lightning Red lightning Purple lightning

A second chance at life...how lucky I was to be granted this opportunity...and as if that was not enough, life also gave me 3 supernatural skills. Sure, there downsides to them, but it was not like they were skills I could not adapt into. The story starts as I decide it was time for me to move into Pearson Hardman....it is the story of my Egotistical, calculative rise to success. Now what was success? Was it money? No, I already had more than enough of that at the start of this story,.. No, it was about me being able to satisfy my greed....and I don't think that is possible. Watch, as I become the best possible version of myself. (Female lead is already selected...yes MC will date around, IDK about smut...tbh while I won't reveal whom the female lead is, you guys can try to convince my otherwise. Also like...why are all suits girls so fine!) ... I am literally writing this for fun, I will not be too invested in it. I barely have time for my own personal life as is. There is going to be AI used inside of this novel, and the sole reason I am writing this is because I could not take the slop of other creators using AI wrong...so take this as an experiment. I don't intend to spend more than 20-30 min per chapter. Also, this suits world will not be completely following real world law logic. It is Suits, and it is a Fanfic. In the real world, a criminal defense lawyer would not work on a divorce case, that was not the same inside of my Fic. Every lawyer, while trained in a specific area, can practice any area. Just like the show. Firm structure will also work as I damn please, and I will probably creating fake laws as well...but I promise to try my best to research and explain actual terms. Since I believe it would be fun to educate myself and by that hand you guys too! I don't even know if this will make it beyond 20 chapters so be warned, anyways. Have fun!

Across countless Universes, through endless Multiverses, past the towering Omniverse and into the silent Void Expanse, there exists a place no being has ever reached. A place older than creation itself. A place even gods refuse to speak of. The True Outside. And sitting at its deepest edge is a throne — a throne no one has ever touched… because no one has ever been worthy. Until he arrived. He has no origin. No destiny. No chains. His name is Void — and he does not rise through realms… realms rise beneath him. A System awakens within him, but it cannot guide him. Laws try to bind him, but they cannot define him. He does not chase power — power reshapes itself to survive his presence. Elders kneel. Gods shatter. Omniversal beings fall silent. Void walks with the arrogance of someone who already knows the truth: The throne beyond the veil was never lost. It was waiting for him.