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Vipin Chaudhary dies at thirty-five—burnt out, alone, and forgotten. When he wakes up again, it’s 1994, and he’s six years old in a poor farming family in rural Mathura. He remembers everything. Terrified of being weak again, Vipin treats his second life like a system reboot. Using the cold logic of a former software engineer, he rebuilds his body, his skills, and his future—training in secret, optimizing every calorie, and learning cricket not as a game, but as a problem to be solved. But in 1990s India, talent isn’t enough. Grassroots cricket is corrupt, feudal, and transactional. To survive, Vipin must do more than play well—he must learn how the system is rigged, and decide how much of himself he’s willing to sacrifice to beat it.

In a reality where the blood moon rises every New Year's Eve, sleep signifies death. Those chosen who fall asleep are dragged into the lunar plane, trapped in the endless expanse of the creature who had taken them. Ryven never wished to become a dreamer, someone who destroyed their kidnappers expanse, and roams the Lunar Plane during their dreams, while returning to earth when they awake, yet one fateful car crash seemed to change that. Waking up in Fear's expanse, he watches as fragments of his life materialize around him. His street, his school, his home. Yet everything was wrong. Very wrong. Fear didn't just feed upon him, but wore the face of everyone he loved. Forced into a battle against a creature that seemed almost unkillable by a teen like him, he does unforeseen. He accesses his own expanse, pulling out a weapon, and evening the odds.

The following work of fiction is a prequel story to the Tower of Exile. This work is not nessecary information for the original series but the added knowledge can change your perspective on events that occur in the main work. Each part of this volume occurs in the same continuity but can be enjoyed in any order for the most part. Floating within a dimension of its own creation is an ancient tower that was accidentally created due to the actions of individuals from a once-magical world. This tower mysteriously "invites" the souls of the living to its door located within the "Cavern of Arrival" a vast place filled with magical creatures. Experience the stories of those forever changed by the influence of the tower in an unforgiving story where every action may lead to ruin.

In times of war… What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination? How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques? What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy? And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move? For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions? This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.

After graduating from college and unsure of where to go, Zhou Wang accidentally activated the "Game of Life" system while playing a video game, turning his life into easy mode from then on. We can't return to the past, but we can always change the way we live. Growing through indulgence, advancing with a carefree spirit. ... Zhou Wang: "This time, I'll only be the winner."

Some people are destined to meet, even if one is in Heaven and the other in Hell. Rose Prison, the number one prison in the real world! Here are detained the world's top criminals, business elites, political giants, super hackers, and even nuclear weapons experts. What happens when such a group enters the Virtual World? Heroes' Prison, the number one prison in the Virtual World! Here are held the most legendary heroes and Magical Beasts, the Harbinger of Doomsday, the Remote Ancient Demon Emperor, the Troll Chieftain, bounty hunters, and even the mighty—Gods! How powerful would one be, carrying such a prison with them? In fact, the world itself is a prison, and to attain true freedom, one must change the world!

A story, or rather a dream a boy once had. Dreams always ended, making people wish for something genuine, something real. The deep curiosity that ran in boys veins was the sole reason he kept dreaming, in a world where people can choose wishes and make it true. A lone dreamer wished not for himself, but a dream.

So, reincarnation huh? "A lot of good... A lot of bad... Balanced karma." "Good news, you get one boon to bring with you to the next life. Unfortunately for you though, you don't get to choose. Totally random. Ready?" Join Apollo in his new life where through sheer luck (Good or bad?) Is raised by an all hungry, all dominant and all loving hivemind who will burn the galaxy just to see him smile. Hi, I hope you enjoy my novel. It is quite the slow burner so I hope you stick with it.

Before the Golden Age of Supers, when the concept of a hero was still new and the rules were undefined, came Gamma Jack: a charismatic, narcissistic, and overpowering man blessed with the power to control radiation. To the public, he is the first great idol; to secret agencies, a ticking time bomb; and to women, an irresistible magnet. Jack doesn't seek justice or altruism: he sees Supers as a superior race destined to rule humanity, and he is willing to be the face of this new race. Can an age of heroes be born from the will of a tyrant?

In a world where supernatural creatures are forced to hide behind the scenes, they are forced to stay in the darkness, never revealing themselves to the light of the world. But what if the world itself changed? A world where such creatures didn’t have to hide; instead, they reigned supreme. That is the world Liam Lycann has been thrust into. And as a fellow supernatural creature himself, he is forced out of the darkness and into the light. In a world where monsters rained from the sky, changing the social hierarchy of the world, Liam must survive this apocalypse. He must begin his journey to level up. But can the creature that ascends this new world to be the strongest possibly be a werewolf? Goals: 25 Powerstones = 1 extra chap per week 50 Powerstones = 3 extra chap per week 100 powerstones = 5 extra chap per week Cover made by Shyrlo Join the server: https://discord.gg/23mWAh2ZjS

A genius bio-engineer gets reincarnated as Dr.Gero before the events of dragon ball. Will he Cell Max the world to oblivion? Or will he become a red priest of Mars? Everything is possible.

He awakens at the bottom of an endless dungeon. No name. No memories. No way out. The only rule carved into this world is simple: Ascend… or be erased. Arthur carries a cursed ability. Every time his body is broken, it is forced to evolve. Shattered bones grow stronger. Burned muscles harden. Torn flesh adapts. Pain is not a consequence. Pain is the mechanism. With every floor he climbs, Arthur becomes less human. Each battle pushes his body beyond survival—and drags his mind closer to collapse. Soon, adventurers descend into the dungeon to hunt the anomaly growing within it. When mortals fail, divine-ranked beings take notice. And when even they are not enough… the gods intervene. But evolution has a price. His body can regenerate. His mind cannot. And if Arthur stops climbing— he doesn’t die. He disappears.

In a world where strength reigns supreme, Lin Shu walks a path paved with blood and ambition. Marked by ruthless determination, he seeks power above all else, casting aside weakness, mercy, and anything that stands in his way. His journey is one of endless trials, each battle shaping him into something more fearsome, more relentless. To him, domination is not a goal—it is the only path. His hands are stained with the lives of those who dared to cross him, his gaze cold and unreadable, reflecting the abyss he has embraced. He does not chase honor, nor does he care for bonds; all that matters is the ascent, no matter the cost. As he carves his way forward, leaving ruin in his wake, one question lingers: when power is all that remains, what will be left of the man who sought it?

After obtaining a unique nanosuit with SSS-rank potential, Zion sets out on a journey through outer space to grow stronger, build a fleet, and take revenge on those who betrayed him. The nanosuit’s potential is immense, but can Zion survive long enough to make full use of it and take revenge on those who betrayed him? -:- 50,000 Words before locked chapter -:-

Naph had a couple of years of extremes. One year, he was trying to chase down a few rats in a desert. Another he was hunting bears in a river. There was a year when he just chilled himself on a beach. His volatile heart mayhems his life. This time his hunt had a different breed entirely. Named Bulwark. Quite the bounty on such a name. The only requirement? Bring the head back clean and without damage. Hunting was a sport. At least that’s what he had learned by watching others. Every adult showing off their repertoire of the dead. His volatile nature and teen years hadn’t taught him whom to show off or not. Bulwark was his first human kill. Yet it was his first insight into what a ‘catalyst’ could do. His survival had been on his intellect earlier, but not anymore. The world responded. He ran. Ran into things he hadn’t heard. Will the world make him another number in its long list of the dead? Or will he learn its truths? Will he know of the unspoken words he hadn’t processed? His heart a volatile entity; the world a raging a beast chasing him. And a few words that he didn’t knew- yet one etched itself in: “Cata”. ---------------------------------------------------- To read ahead of Webnovel and RoyalRoad become my patron on patreon.com, the handle is mentioned below! :) This story is also available on RoyalRoad.com with the same title "Catalyst Cross Lesio" with the username 'alexUnderTheStars'. My paypal is connected to it, so if you wish to help out a budding artist do go to my "Catalyst Cross Lesio" on RoyalRoad.com and hit that donate button! Thank you! :) ---------------------------------------------------- Instagram handle: @catalyst.cross.lesio Patreon handle: @alexUnderTheStars Discord link: To be announced!

Imagine being a demon. The race that is hated by all and condemned by many. Now imagine if you were surrounded by these people. The type of people who hate you just for who you are. [DING!] [You have been transmigrated as a demon inside the world of Demon Among Us! Your task, survive the hero academy and surpassed the protagonist. You must corrupt and destroy the academy's student. Turn friendships into hate, loyalty into betrayal. Rewrite their fairytale into a tale of misery and suffering; and grow stronger from it. That is your mission. This mission was given by your Demon King, the very reason for your existence. Do not Fail! Go forth Abaddon!]

Lu Yang transmigrated into a ruthless cultivation world—and straight into the ranks of the most treacherous demonic sect of all: the First Saint Sect. His only cheat? A mysterious treasure known as the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes, granting him limited rebirths with all his accumulated power, treasures, and awakened talents carried over into each new life. His initial plan was simple: lay low, cultivate in secret, and never leave the mountain until he achieved true immortality. But in a sect where every disciple is a predator and every senior is a potential murderer, staying unnoticed is harder than it looks. Life 1: Brutally murdered by his charming senior sister. Life 2: Killed the sister, only to be hunted down by an even crueler senior brother. Life 3, 4, 5… Death after death, scheme after scheme. After a hundred lifetimes of surviving betrayal, mastering forbidden arts, and outmaneuvering demons and saints alike, Lu Yang looked around—and realized something terrifying. He was no longer hiding in the shadows. He had become the Shadow itself. The demonic titan they now called… the primordial Saint. Support the book on patreon.com/WangLing338

"Failed writer. Failed hunter. Failed at life." Aiden Jus had heard it all before. At twenty-eight, he was a walking reminder of what happened when you failed your mana awakening and spent thirteen years chasing a dream that would never come true. No powers. No future. Just a cramped flat in the UK and a lifetime of rejection letters from publishers who never bothered to read past the first page. But the day Aiden decided to give up on writing—the day he was ready to finally accept a soul-crushing desk job at an editing firm—everything changed. *[You have been chosen by Nabu, God of Literacy and Scribes]* *[Skill Acquired: Narrative Embodiment (Divine-Rank)]* The ancient Mesopotamian deity offered Aiden something unprecedented: the power to physically enter any story he writes and gain real abilities from the fictional worlds he creates. *[You have mastered Celestial Blade Art - Skill permanently acquired]* *[You have learned Tier-9 Spell: Void Severance - Spell permanently acquired]* Every sword technique mastered, every spell learned, every power gained inside his stories becomes permanently his in the real world. But so does every death trap, overpowered villain, and narrative cruelty he carelessly wrote in moments of frustration. Suddenly, Aiden isn't just a failed writer anymore. While other awakened humans rely on mana cores and dungeon raids, Aiden's strength comes from the worlds born from his imagination—a power that operates outside the traditional hunter system entirely. As rival gods compete for powerful human contractors and ancient ruins promise unimaginable treasures, Aiden must survive the deadly fictional universes he created while building his reputation in a society that once dismissed him as worthless. **From the typewriter to the battlefield, Aiden Jus will prove that the pen truly is mightier than the sword—as long as you're willing to live through every word you write.** --- *An action-fantasy progression series blending real-world hunter systems, divine contracts, multi-genre story realms, and the ultimate question: What would you do if you had to survive your own worst writing?* Author's Note 1 chapter per day.

An ordinary office clerk dies in absurd way under a falling star. He awakens reincarnated as Donquixote Doflamingo in the world of One Piece. Important: This is a translation. All rights belong to the original author. Original: 海贼之多弗朗明哥 作者：巴尔酒 ______ patreon.com/Shinobi_Scrolls

The Time Looping Gamer ( Naruto ) Reborn in the Naruto world, the MC finds himself in the middle of the third shinobi world war. Finding out that he is merely Gennin cannon fodder who failed his Jonin sensei exam and was sent to the Gennin corps and from there sent directly to the battlefield merely a month later. Finding himself with only the three basic academy jutsu and meager chakra, Kazuo strives to change his fate before heading into a mission only a few hours later. Finding himself and his team members ambushed by a cloud Gennin team that outnumbers them with four more members compared to his 3 man squad. Dying at their hands, Kazuo finds himself face to face with death itself, telling him to give up however he doesn't and thus he finds himself back at the start of the day with some sort of gamer system. Knowing how the future would cast out to be Kazuo starts planning. The story revolves around Kazuo as he works hard and dies over and over again but never gives up. Will Kazuo survive or will he remain an unknown shinobi with his name inscribed on the will of fire memorial stone? *Disclaimer* The story will be quite slow-paced paced and he won't become op quickly. There will be no romance at all. Quite dark, especially with the descriptions of gore. The Art in Cover isn't mine. If the Artist wants me to remove it please do tell. If you want to support me check out my Patreon at: Patreon.com/NarutoAuthor Will be posted on Scribble Hub and Royal Road aswell.