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The Bibliophage: I Reincarnated as a Bookworm & I Mean That Literally

I am a bookworm. Literally. For four years I have lived inside the walls of the Aldenmere Grand Library, eating pages. History, poetry, tax records, love letters — seventeen thousand, four hundred and twelve pages consumed without understanding a single one. Then I ate a spellbook. One page gave me mana. The second gave me magical theory. The third gave me something the mage who wrote it spent thirty years trying to finish — a diagram that required a living mind to complete. I provided the mind. The problem: I'm still a worm. No hands. No voice. No way to cast a spell by conventional means. And the librarians have noticed the burn marks in their walls. The system is simple: eat books, gain INT. Eat spellbooks, gain everything else. The application is considerably more complicated. Because buried in the library's sealed restricted collection is forty years of hidden research on a question no one has officially answered: can something like me exist? And if it can — what is it owed? What does it owe? The head librarian thinks he has a pest problem. He is about to revise that category entirely. The Bibliophage is a cerebral progression fantasy about a bookworm who gains sentience one page at a time, a librarian who must decide what to do with an anomaly that doesn't fit any existing form, and two dead scholars whose unfinished argument is about to be resolved — by the thing they were arguing about.
404PlotNotFound · 4.1k Views

The only Necromancer in the Legion of the dead

I never wished to be one of the Dead. Being one of the Dead isn’t what normal people normally pray for. But that's the problem, I'm not normal. Although, in this context, being Dead doesn’t truly mean you are dead—at least, not entirely. It is a state between life and death. Where your soul lingers, your humanity fades, and something else begins to take its place. And yet… I chose it. No. I was chosen. And now, having accepted this existence, it has become my deepest need to become the most evolved of the Dead. Once, I was nothing more than an orphan—just another forgotten boy surviving in the slums, living inside a rusting, converted bus my uncle once used to cook drugs. I fought to survive, 'cause aside from my not so caring uncle, I had no one. Well, not until Death found me. That was when everything changed. Death exposed me to the true reality hidden beneath the illusion of what I once believed the world to be. I saw monstrous things—demons, fallen warriors, and necromantic beings raised through forbidden magic. Souls dragged back from death and forced into existence once more, but in monstrous forms. I saw creatures—evils and beasts—that threatened to devour our entire sphere. Then, I also learned the truth. Earth is not the only sphere that exists. There are countless others, each inhabited by different species and creatures. There is the Elven Sphere—the world of the elves. The Orcanian Sphere, home of the orcs—green-skinned beings shaped like humans, yet far from them. And the Dwarken Spheres—the domain of the dwarves. And then… there is the Forbidden Sphere. The sphere of monstrosities. A realm where demons, abominations, and horrors beyond imagination are born. It is from this sphere that the horrors come. These spheres do not exist in isolation. They connect and at times overlap. They bleed into one another… and into ours. Yes… bleed. It is not many times that you will just suddenly wake up and find out that the friend beside you all this while has been an elf or an orc that entered to explore your world, but was hidden from you all this while because you lacked the sight to see through nature. When I was found by death, that was when I learned all this, when I learned who I was, the power within me, my truth, and my destiny. And now, I must navigate through all these worlds and fight all these monsters and demons in order to keep our sphere and other spheres safe. Because if I don't... Our sphere—and every other—will fall.
Da_Sn · 5.3k Views

giant sun new glory

"I am the poison pretending to be the cure." On Earth, he was a brilliant, cold, and rational surgeon who viewed human biology as a machine waiting to be perfected. Now, he has been reborn in the brutal, freezing Northern Plains of the Gu World. He is Ju Yang—the man fated by history to become the legendary Rank 9 Giant Sun Immortal Venerable. But there is a fatal catch: he is an Otherworldly Demon. To Heaven’s Will and the all-encompassing Fate Gu, he is a virus that must be eradicated the moment it's found. Surrounded by tribal meat-grinders and the watchful eyes of hidden entities, Ju Yang realizes that brute strength is a fool's gamble. To survive, he must play the ultimate game of deception. He dons the flawless mask of an arrogant, hedonistic young master who relies purely on brawn and beast enslavement. But in the shadows, he wields his surgical intellect to dissect the laws of this world. To Ju Yang, allies are pawns, enemies are resources, and peerless beauties are not just trophies—they are the ultimate cultivation fuel for the goal of Eternal life . Uncovering deeply hidden, unorthodox methods, he transforms his darkest desires and most intimate conquests into a terrifying engine for rapid cultivation and high-speed scheming. The Northern Plains is a brutal chessboard, and the current players think they are kings. But they are about to meet a sociopathic surgeon wielding the scalpel of fate. Watch as Ju Yang dissects the Gu World, steals the heavens' luck, and forges a terrifying new glory. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [What to Expect in this Novel] • Ruthless & Rational MC: A calculating protagonist who views the Gu world through the cold, pragmatic lens of a modern surgeon. He is driven purely by extreme efficiency, logic, and survival. • The Ultimate Facade: An MC who hides his terrifying true intellect and hidden paths behind the perfect disguise of an arrogant brute. • Unorthodox Cultivation / Harem: The romance and harem elements are not just for show; they are a meticulously crafted, highly unique system designed for maximum cultivation efficiency and gathering intelligence. • Deep Lore Expansion: Dive into the intricacies of the Reverend Insanity universe, exploring the mechanics of Heaven's Will, Fate, and the hidden history before the era of Fang Yuan.
Elopan · 3.2k Views

“The Price of Trust”

Title: The Price of Trust Many years ago, in a rugged mountainous region of the Arab lands, a terrifying group of bandits had established their stronghold. The mountain was extremely high, surrounded by steep rocky cliffs. At the very top of the mountain there was a large cave, and that cave had become their secret hideout. Through that mountain pass, caravans of merchants traveled every day. Camels carried loads of gold, silver, spices, silk, and many valuable goods. But sadly, that road was no longer safe. The bandits who lived on the mountain always kept watch over the road below. Whenever they spotted a caravan from afar, they would rush down like lightning. Within moments they attacked the travelers, killed anyone who resisted, and looted everything they could find. Slowly the lives of the people in that region became miserable. Merchants were too afraid to travel along that route. Villagers lived in constant fear. Some even said: “This mountain has become a den of devils.” Many times the Sultan sent his soldiers to destroy the bandits. But every time the soldiers returned defeated. The bandits had chosen such a strong and unreachable place on the mountain that conquering them seemed almost impossible. One day the rulers of that region gathered together for a council. Everyone was worried and anxious. One of them said, “If we do not stop these bandits now, they will grow stronger in the future.” Another said, “Today they rob caravans, tomorrow they may conquer our towns.” After a long discussion, they finally made a plan. They decided to send a brave man as a spy to gather information about the bandits’ hideout. After several days the spy returned. His face looked tired, but his eyes showed success. He said, “I have seen their cave. During the day they attack caravans, and at night they return to the cave and fall into a deep sleep from exhaustion.” Hearing this news, the rulers finally saw an opportunity. They selected a group of experienced and brave soldiers. The plan was simple: when the bandits returned from their raids and fell asleep, the soldiers would quietly climb the mountain and capture them. Soon the opportunity came. One day the bandits attacked a large caravan and returned to their cave with great amounts of loot. After a long day of fighting and robbery, they were extremely tired. One by one, they fell into a deep sleep. As night grew darker, silence covered the mountain. At that moment, the brave soldiers began climbing the steep mountain quietly. Their footsteps were so careful that even the wind seemed quieter than them. Slowly they entered the cave and hid in the darkness. When the night became very deep and the bandits were completely unconscious in sleep, the soldiers came out of hiding. One by one they tied up every bandit. Before anyone could even wake up, the entire gang had been captured. At sunrise, all the bandits were brought before the king’s court. The court was crowded with people who wanted to see the criminals who had caused so much suffering. The king looked at them with a stern face. He said, “Because of these criminals, many innocent people have lost their lives. They have destroyed the peace of this land. Therefore, all of them shall be sentenced to death.” Silence filled the court. At that moment, it was noticed that among the prisoners there was a young boy. His beard had not even fully grown yet. There was fear in his eyes and youth still visible on his face. One of the king’s ministers felt deep compassion when he saw the boy. He stepped forward, bowed before the throne, and said, “Your Majesty, this boy has not yet tasted the joys of life. Perhaps he became a criminal because he grew up among bad people. If you show mercy and spare his life, I will raise him myself and guide him toward goodness.” The king frowned. He replied, “When the root is corrupt, the company of good people cannot change it. Teaching a wolf is a useless effort.” The minister
MD_Mojahid_6546 · 296 Views