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In the alternate world of Hale, Jon was once a titan of industry—a successful senior artist for a premier company specializing in collectible cards for famous franchises. He lived a life of creativity and prestige, until the sky fractured. Without warning, Dimensional Gates and Dungeons tore through the fabric of reality, unleashing waves of monsters that brought only chaos and destruction. In the wake of the catastrophe, emerged—superhuman heroes endowed with the powers to push back the darkness. But this new world order came at a steep price for Jon. As fantasy became a living, breathing reality, the world lost interest in cardboard monsters and imaginary heroes. John’s company collapsed, and his life’s work became worthless. For ten years, John lived at the absolute bottom of society, scraping by on grueling part-time jobs just to survive in a world that had moved on without him. Everything changed one night when Jon finally "awakened." Unlike the Hunters who gained strength or speed, Jon gained a unique, paradoxical ability:A system that allows him to bestow the powers of cards he collected to people—but he cannot use any of these cards on himself. Armed with his artistic genius and a decade of hardship, John decides to play a different game. He will not be a hero ; he will be the one who creates them. Using his ability wisely, John begins to scout talent and forge the world's most elite heros, eventually building the strongest and very first International Guild in the history of Hale.

The greatest lie is the one you tell yourself. Kang Moo-hyuk was a genius scammer, a man of a thousand faces. But his final act didn't end with applause, it ended with death. When he opened his eyes again, he wasn't in hell. He was in Aetheria, a fog covered capital of steam engines, eldritch horrors, and silent gods. But he didn't wake up in a warm bed. He woke up slumped over a mahogany desk with a cold dagger buried five inches into his spine. He has transmigrated into the body of Arthur Ravencroft, the world's most famous consulting detective. The problem? Arthur was just murdered. And the killer is still in the building. With a knife in his back and police banging on the door, Moo-hyuk awakens a strange power: [The Authority of Lies]. It has one simple rule: If you can make the world believe your lie, it becomes the truth. To survive, he must act. He must become the Detective who solves impossible crimes. He must become the Crime Lord who rules the shadows. He must become the Prophet who deceives the Gods. "They say the truth will set you free? I say a well crafted lie rules the world."

At an otherwise high-stakes academy, logic-obsessed loner Eiji Kaito is drawn back to his estranged childhood friend Hanni Pham to restart a mystery-solving club, unraveling a string of challenges that threaten his guarded world and expose the school’s dark truth.

Veldra, Author of Nothing and Everything. Cast into his own story. An imagined world made real by his presence alone. Who is he? What is he? Unknown, yet Known. One below all, yet the One above all. The first of the Three Novels. An existence classified as Extremely Dangerous. Blessed by none. Yet the Blesser of all. From him, all things originate. Heavenly favour descends only upon those deemed worthy by his will. Heavenly Blessings are deemed upon the Righteous giver. And if nothing in creation satisfies his desire, what, then, shall follow? A man of emotion and catastrophe. The living convergence of Balance, Order, and Chaos. A weak man who acts strong. A foolish man who acts wise. Venerable. Prominent. Reverent. Unclassifiable. Words fracture in front of the Great I AM. Meaning collapses beneath his shadow. He overshadows all. Creator of Nothing. Yet even he is but another novel of the First One. The youngest of all spiritualities. The Reverent of the Unknown. To witness his unfolding is peril itself- terrifying to mortal perception. Lesser races were granted form. And with form, retribution. And so, a single question remains: Shall we watch? Shall we listen? And if not, what shall we do, when a being who is man, deity, and existence itself can be imagined into reality by the All‑Venerable Author?

It was when I was Ten Years Of Age that An ancient Star showed Me a revelation. "Child, I've Chosen you to Bring Vengeance To those who Had conspired Against Me When I Was A Mortal, I'll give you a fraction of my power to achieve this goal." Just Like that, I was A Slave to Destiny. The Ancient Star Gave Me Power, but Was it Worth it? Hell no! My life was filled with blood and turmoil, My Brother Dying In my own hands. Losing my Sanity, And Fighting Against Heaven Itself. In the end, I succeeded, But at What Cost? The Ancient Star Had used Me and discarded me, But something unexpected happened... I reincarnated! Given Another Chance at Life, I will use All the Knowledge and experiences I have Accumulated To Take my Revenge against the Ancient Demonic Jester! _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I do not own the Cover Photo.

"Ah, Young Master, Cassius?...I'm afraid you'll be dissapointed to hear that he's not available at the moment as he's 'attending' to his adopted mother in her room." Cassius's lovely maid, Isabelle said in a fluster while she heard lewd sounds escape from her Mistress's room. "No, I'm sorry to say that you can't meet Young Master today, since he's 'helping out' his sister-in-law with some 'favours' in her garden." The innocent Isabelle excused herself as she witnessed her lady's flower being picked, instead of the rest of the flowers in the garden. "I hate to say this sir but Young Master, Cassius is currently guiding Miss Knight in the 'ways of the sword', so you can probably only meet him tomorrow." Isabelle once again blocked the guests from entering, knowing that the sword her Young Master was handling could penetrate a body, but could never wound one. "I apologise once again as Young Master is at the Capital right now teaching a class to the female students in the Academy." Isabelle said with her cheeks flushed, already knowing that her master was taking a very 'practical' lesson about human reproduction with the girls in his class. "Oh my! The King wants to meet the Young Master?...Well I guess he'll have to wait since Young Master, Cassius has gone clothes shopping with the Queen." Isabelle lied to the King himself, knowing that her Young Master wasn't shopping for clothes and was actually removing the royal clothes off the Mother of the Country. Excuses...Excuses...The loyal maid, Isabelle had no choice but to make excuses for her Young Master, who was the most talked about and hated noble on the Continent because of his depraved escapades with all sorts of woman ranging from his own Family to Royalty itself and his Tyranical rule over his estate. And to think that not too long ago he was considered a wastrel noble, who was going to drink himself to death one day. ...When did it all begin she wondered as she excitedly walked into his room to get the reward she deserved for being such a loyal made, while someone else made excuses for her this time. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• [No NTR - No sharing - No system that assists the protagonist - No mind control - No drugs or potions that influence the girls - No unnecessary Drama - Incest - Harem - Hardcore Netori - Slice of Life Romance - Demigirls - Elves - Vampires - Beast Girls - Slaves - Royalty - Finally a very competent protagonist] discord.gg/ujeKWchgeb

At the age of 28, Leandro Silver dos Santos Oliveira Júnior passed away as a failure. He spent eleven years wandering from club to club and bench to bench as a bench warmer in Indonesia's second-tier league, chasing a dream that had long since given up on him. He lacked talent, motivation, and a bright future. Just a washed-up winger whose potential had been buried by his indolence and lack of self-control. Leandro's dreadful career came to an end in a car accident on a rain-drenched Indonesian road following a humiliating 9-0 loss. However, he awakens eleven years later, proving that death wasn't the end. He returned to Vila Nova, Brazil, at the age of seventeen. Where his demise started on the club's reserve team bench. Leandro is aware of the risks because he was raised by his older sister Mariana, who gave up everything to support his dream. He recalls all of his errors, squandered training sessions, and lost opportunities. And he won't allow it to happen once more. Leandro embarks on a grueling journey of self-reconstruction through perseverance and hard work, armed only with his past life's football experiences, desperation, and an unwavering fear of mediocrity. To get from obscurity to the biggest football stages in the world, he will do whatever it takes. And develop into the world's greatest football player—the World No. 1.

Seven years ago, a world-shaking show captivated the entire globe, an unforgettable experience and a chance to become rich overnight. But all good things come to an end… and this game did, in a pool of blood, leaving only one scarred winner behind. Now, it's back, reborn under a new face, ready to change the world’s very perception of reality. Who are the shadowy investors behind it? Why bring the game back at all? Human nature is fragile. For the right price, we forget yesterday’s brother and sell our souls for survival. Are you ready to join a survival game where every nation is a contender… and only the strongest live to tell the tale?

【 WARNING: 18+ CONTENT 】 Jace had nothing. No money. No job. No future. Until a mysterious System appeared: "Spend on women. Earn it back, multiplied." Now, every date is an investment. Every night is profit. Double. Triple. Quadruple. Luxury cars, penthouses, designer suits. All within his grasp. And the women? √ The influencer who once said, “Only rich men, no love.” Now she’s head over heels for him. √ The single mother next door, who needed help, and the daughter who wants his love for herself. √ The proud CEO who thought she could control him, now serves as his obedient secretary. Power. Wealth. Women. All he has to do is invest and indulge. (All characters are 20+ years old.)

[WSA 2026 Entry] Julius Slatemark is the definition of a genius who has run out of things to learn. At thirteen, he has already refined his mana stars to a density most practitioners will not see in a lifetime. In the wealthy, sheltered kingdom of Slatemark, magic is a beautiful puzzle and life is a series of polite smiles. He is adored, protected, and desperately bored. Everything changes when the black iron carriages of the Namgung family roll through the palace gates. These are warriors from the East, a land scarred by demonic wars where survival is the only law. They bring a physical, instinctive power that ignores the refined mathematics of the Star System. They are not here for a diplomatic gala. They are here to see if Slatemark’s peace has made its people soft. For the first time, Julius feels the stillness of his world begin to fracture. As he stares into the eyes of a girl who sees him as nothing more than a decorative ornament, a dormant hunger finally begins to wake. The Star System he was born to master might not be the pinnacle he was told it was. In fact, it might be the very thing holding humanity back from its true potential. With a divine Qilin choosing him as its sovereign and the shadow of a devouring void on the horizon, Julius has to step out of his gilded cage. The golden prince is done playing by the rules. He is ready to find out what happens when the perfect world finally meets a hammer.

Arin was sentenced to a life of powerlessness. Diagnosed as utterly incapable of wielding magic in a world where colossal beasts threaten humanity’s extinction, he was branded a burden. But Arin refused to surrender to the concept of "talent." Armed with a deep understanding of anatomy and a persistence bordering on madness, he forged his own path. He turned his heartbeat into an engine and his breath into a weapon. In an Academy rife with aristocratic conspiracies and monsters hiding behind human faces, Arin is determined to prove a single truth. The strongest sword is not the one flowing with magic, but the one forged by sheer will. *This isn't a 'WN' about 'isekai,' 'reincarnation,' 'transmigration,' or 'regression.' The Sword's Breath is a novel that tells an original fantasy story set in another world, commonly called 'Native Isekai'. This WN is for those of you tired of the genres I mentioned earlier. *There's no "reincarnation" or "regression" that usually characterizes the overpowered protagonist in this novel. The protagonist struggles to become strong on his own. Even with every power gained, there are always consequences. This is a "Zero to Hero" story, but rest assured, the protagonist isn't unstable and naive like shounen protagonists. *There is no harem. The MC will only choose one Heroine.

Everyone has dreamt of a magical world. But what happens when that dream comes true? The same is the fate of this world: when magical particles descended from the heavens, they engulfed it with magic. The true essence of humanity is revealed, and the world has been reborn.

Solomon awakens on cold stone in a life that is not his own. A minor knight in the Riverlands, he inherits a ruined keep, a starving people, and the aftermath of a war that took his father and brothers on the shores of Seagard. In a land where mercy is mistaken for weakness and survival is never free, Solomon must learn what kind of lord can endure when hunger, steel, and memory press in from all sides.

Set against the backdrop of rising tensions between the Uchiha Clan and Konoha, Kagaya’s journey is one of vengeance, loss, and the search for a new “home.” As he influences the unfolding history of the ninja world, Kagaya’s path intertwines with familiar faces like Itachi, Naruto, and the Akatsuki, leading to a pivotal role in the looming Uchiha Clan Massacre and beyond. Will he succumb to despair and hatred, or find a way to honor Shisui’s legacy while carving his own destiny? ***** You can read more chapters ahead of everyone on p@treon. P@TREON - [email protected]/lessaservantofcosmos (just replace the "@" with "a") Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto or it's characters neither this fanfic. The image used in the cover isn't mine. This is Chinese fanfiction. I'm just translating it. I'm just changing the names and some grammar. I'm trying to make it more understandable. All right reserved to the author 神秘的菜鸡 (for the fanfic) and Masashi Kishimoto (for Naruto)

(Set In Soul land III: Legend of the Dragon King) A soul from another world, reborn through time and space. Will he live an ordinary life, or rise to dominate in a chaotic era? The grand curtain rises—no one can remain untouched! How will the story unfold? Will the soul beasts unite the world? If so, will the ancient legend of lovers dying for love still exist? Can the God King’s schemes still succeed against the demons beyond the heavens? Will Tang Wulin completely replace the Golden Dragon King? The Douluo Plane has long awaited one who can bring an end to all karma. Perhaps once, you and I were closest friends. Even if bonds remain between us, our stances differ. When it comes to the survival of races and the unification of nations, we can only scheme against each other, awaiting the final outcome. Warning: Male lead follows the genius trope—skip if not your preference. Ruthless and decisive, his cheat ability is the secrets of the human body. Female leads: Gu Yuena, Gu Yue, Na'er. ***** You can read more chapters ahead of everyone on p@treon. P@TREON - [email protected]/lessaservantofcosmos (just replace the "@" with "a") Disclaimer : I don't own Soul Land or it's characters neither this fanfic. The image used in the cover isn't mine. This is Chinese fanfiction. I'm just translating it. I'm just changing the names and some grammar. I'm trying to make it more understandable. All right reserved to the author 路在远方Qa (for the fanfic) and Tang Jia San Shao (for Soul Land)

Light Yagami is considered one of japans student with the brightest future. As such he of course applies to the best high school in the world, the ANHS, little does he know what awaits him there. The main character of this novel are Light Yagami and Ryuk, keep in mind that shinigamis will not work the same in this fanfic as they do in death note that would be insane, but if you like COTE fanfics give me a try, I hope you enjoy your reading of my story. Disclaimer: Public AI generation Models, Loras and Ti’s are used in this story to enhance experiences of the reader, for specific information like model name please ask me.

Now that he thought back, it had probably started back then. They day when Nox van Strier turned sixteen. Teenagers who live to experience that age, obtain a so-called stigma which helps them unleash a god's power. But what fun would it be if it was the same for him, right? The Stigma of combination, something no one had ever heard of before. That all sounds cool until you realize that there's some oganization striving around, looking for 'sacrifices' and claim to be the ones who are the true heroes. But what if they are? With the time, Nox dives deeper into the magic world, encounters tons of conflicts and finally finds himself trapped in the exact centre with no way out. Will Nox and his comrades survive? Even if the whole world, and the ones he had considered friend just moments ago, turn their back on him? You will find daily chapter uploads, great plots and a romance I bet you have never seen before on this novel. And it might turn out more entangled than it seems at first...

Lyson was just a regular 17 year old senior attending the Academy of Los Serafin of Calico when he came in contact with a strange device that seemingly appeared from thin air. In his curiosity, he inspected the device, only to find that single action would fundamentally change the fate of his whole world.

"Special Admission, Rank 1." That was the title on the golden invitation I threw into the trash three months ago. Back then, I was the Crime Lord of Oakhaven. I had money, territory, and an ego that touched the sky. Why would a King lower himself to attend a school? I was arrogant. I was foolish. And I paid the price. It took less than an hour for a single knight to turn my criminal empire into a graveyard. He didn't just defeat me; he ignored me. I was an ant beneath the boot of a god. Broken and desperate, I used my last asset: a golden letter granting me entry to Zenith Imperial Academy as "Special Admission Rank 1." It’s a lie. I’m not a prodigy. I’m a fraud with no foundation, surrounded by the strongest heirs in the Empire who want to see me bleed. I can’t cast their spells. I can’t hold their weapons. But I can steal their lives. My Authority is [Usurper]. While they study theory, I steal reflexes. While they practice honor, I copy trauma. I am not here to learn. I am here to hunt. My targets are the "Four Calamities"—four women who hold powers strong enough to rewrite reality. They think I’m their peer. They don’t know I’m the parasite waiting to hollow them out. I’m going to make them mine. Discord: https://discord.gg/FK9GfrSjtb

Blood marred the prince’s hands. Sweat soaked the athlete’s palms. Scars gashed the mercenary’s knuckles. Welcome to Balia. A world where everything holds meaning. A world run on politics, trade, and connections. A world that favors the bold. Thus, the bold prince says: "The people are my sword, and I am their wielder." The bold athlete says: "I will do what’s right, even if it means fighting the world." The bold mercenary says: "My will is my contract." *** The World wants him to sacrifice his morals, The World wants the other to fight a losing fight, The World wants the third to engage in a plot he never wanted to associate with. The World is dirty, yet, its power coveted, The World seeks sacrifice, and you will, to succeed. The Warring Epoch arrives when The World fulfills its desire.