supernatural

Everything told a story. Even a stone whispered its tale. Sizhu was a young man who had just turned eighteen. That year marked the beginning of many remarkable events on his journey to fulfill the promise he made to his mysterious master. He would encounter the Witches—cursed beings who sought his life. He would befriend two orphaned children who became his new family. He would enter a perilous tournament, study magic, and learn about the vast world alongside his classmates—one each pursuing their own purpose for becoming Hunters. Yet, his great destiny did not end there. A terrorist faction composed of sentient Witches lurked in the shadows. The cult of the Inverted Cross conspired beneath the world’s surface, seeking to resurrect an ancient king—an immortal body with the power to awaken the dead. The promise Sizhu once pursued began to fade beneath the shadow of a colossal dragon rising from the earth, and an eternal and ancient Arch Witch—who led hundreds of followers under the banner of the Inverted Cross. Together, they sought to annihilate China, to take everything Sizhu held dear. And yet, even within the deepest darkness, a faint light of hope remained. Jianying, the new mentor of Sizhu and his classmates, rose fight alongside him— to strike down the undying Arch Witch reborn from the soil, to drag the great dragon from the heavens, and to save their homeland from the brink of shadow. But every victory demands its price. From that day onward, Sizhu carved a new vow into his heart— to hunt down every Witch that still walked on the face of the earth. This is a tale of a young man who would fulfill his master’s promise— to bring an end to the age of darkness that shrouded the skies, even if it meant losing everything he loved. –Witch Hunter: Goujian Sword–

After falling from another world, Kaelira survived. She rose, adapted, and reached the peak of power in a land ruled by creatures of elemental force—Pokémon that could reshape earth, sky, and sea. And when she finally had everything within reach… She walked away. She retreats to the Shattered Frontier, a place abandoned by nations where reality fractures and wild Pokémon turn the land into something unlivable. There, she builds something small. Quiet. A ranch. Over time, others arrive—wanderers, survivors, and exiles from distant lands and rival factions. Some come seeking refuge. Others come to watch her. All of them begin to realize the same unsettling truth: The ranch is not merely safe. It is controlled. Water does not flood. Land does not crumble. Even chaos seems to hesitate at its borders. And at the center of it all stands Kaelira—not as a ruler, nor a guardian—but as something far more dangerous: The one who decides what is allowed. And if that control ever falters— —or expands— it may not just reshape the Frontier… …but determine the fate of every world still connected to it.

the story start with a 25 year old,guy who woke up in a unknown places with almost no memories in it,he then explored and wander inside the manor,to sastified his curiousity and to know why he's in this place in the first place,he now had to hope that he will be more careful about it,if he want to get out of it in pieces

Genre:Horror,Urban,Suburban Sumary:Set in late 60s,The new post man,27 year old,got a new job in a different town,the people in it was very generous and loving,but,something feel very odd about it,something that peculiar and....odd,weird also if he wonder more

Haku, 18 years old, seemingly a transmigrator. After Haku was run over by a mud truck, he found himself transmigrated to another world, and he also had a panel that could summon Servants. Before Haku could even be happy, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have transmigrated to the Type-Moon World. Moreover, it was the timeline under the pen of Gen Urobuchi, the 'Warrior of Love'. Haku smiled a deathly gray smile. "If I commit suicide now, I should be happier, right?" Then... looking at the large blue-gray cat that appeared in the summoning circle, holding a trophy inscribed with "National Mouse Catching Champion." Haku suddenly found that the Type-Moon World no longer seemed so terrifying.

Most people who fill out a CYOA and get reincarnated fall into two simple tropes. They're always men, and they're either Wage Slaves or Complete Losers. Most people don't 'test' out a CYOA thinking their ex-boyfriend slash eternal life partner, who is also the Ferryman, had finally figured out how to get electronics working in Purgatory. Most people who fill out CYOAs aren't already the strongest people alive. She was. Well, not anymore, of course, considering she just got reincarnated as thirteen year old Nekoshou Dhampir. Or because, as strong as she was, her would just didn't compare to the monstrous ecchi-world that was DxD. Of course, because she wasn't most people, she didn't really care about minmaxing or anything like that. After all, this was nothing serious, right? So why wouldn't she build for the betterment and sanity of this fake world while having some fun? She was just testing the balancing of her dearest person's first test game. Okay, so maybe choosing the Lucifer clan trait that no one had ever inherited, while not choosing Devil, is maybe-probably going to end up being a really bad idea when she didn't also choose to be a Devil. And she definently should have selected the option to de-ecchi the world. Oops? But honestly, how was she supposed to know it would be REAL? It's fine (not really). She'll figure it out, she always did. Oh shit, does this mean she actually has to fix Heaven's System because of her stupid mission selection while also figuring out how the hell to deal with ExE?!?

[Transformation + Infinite Flow + Beast Evolution + Gene Fusion + Mimicry Lolita + Movie Monsters + Urban Domination] Reborn as the weakest female vampire bat in the cave, Lilith thought she would live a mundane life like this. However, after Lilith reached adulthood, the God Game descended upon Earth, and Lilith awakened the SSS-level talent [Gene Domination]! Merge with all things, plunder genes, and evolve infinitely! From the Blood Orchid of the Anaconda Disaster to the Perfect Killer of the Alien, Lilith, with her SSS-level talent [Gene Domination], has gradually risen to become a cosmic behemoth comparable to a god. However, in order to obtain the T-virus during Resident Evil, Lilith devoured a large number of zombies and also gained a large amount of human genes. After a recent evolution, Lilith gained mimicry, transforming from a female bat into a little girl with white hair and red eyes. From then on, Lilith, with the body of a loli, stepped into the human world, engaging in territorial struggles with humans, and ruling the game battlefield with the body of a giant beast.

The multiverse is wide beyond imagination, countless universes and realms with unique laws and environments. Yet even among the myriad races, there exist those pinnacle few. Mythical beings and sovereign creatures of such power that the sheer weight of their Existence sends ripples throughout not just space and time, but Fate, Karma even...the Brown.  Of course no race is truly insignificant, as even from those unblessed by the hands/ probuscises/ appendages/ etc that forged them hail champions whose legends are such that none dare take them lightly. The Dread Ziriothrax, The Twister of Time and...Vigilante-Man to name a few. Yet this is not a tale of such beings. This is a tale of a species so bizarre it exceeds multiversal minimum sanity standards to the nth degree. A species so shunned even Evolution herself disowned them. This is the tale of one such being and the disastrous mark he left on the multiverse. This is the Tale of a Trinacornagon. *** This is a serious story. Cover is drawn by a trusted colleague and co-originator of this story.

Transmigrating to Marvel, Lucas awakens two talents. [Energy Absorption: Can absorb any energy and convert it into lifespan.] [Stat Transfer: Lifespan can be converted into Physique, Perception, and Spirit.] Additionally, every time all stats are maxed out, he can choose to upgrade to the next rank. From an ordinary person to an extraordinary person, then a God and... So, the quest for energy begins and he negotiates (blackmails) energy from Dimensional Lords.

They harvested his father. They threw him into hell, but they never guessed what they were forging. In a world where elites steal supernatural powers from the weak, Leon Storm’s father was scrubbed from existence after a suspicious crash. All that remained was his paintbrush—and a volatile golden power now erupting in Leon, a storm of golden light, forged in grief and rage. Thrown into a lethal academy and a cruel world where failure means death, Leon faces elites who feed on the powerless and monsters that haunt ruined cities. Every closed door, every doubting voice, only sharpens his edge. As the storm within him grows, one question remains: Control the storm, or become the disaster the world deserves. The choice is his. [I am currently revising the beginning chapters for better quality and consistency. Thank you for your patience and support while reading.]

He transmigrated into the Naruto world and became Uchiha Retsu, only to die in the Fourth Shinobi World War. However, he had already prepared the Impure World Reincarnation technique to revive himself. However, when his consciousness reawakened in his reanimated body, Uchiha Retsu was filled with confusion. Where... is this place? Why are there monsters here? Just as he was feeling lost, a dazzling streak of light suddenly flashed across the distant horizon, answering his question. A dead person who should have been resurrected in the ninja world instead appeared...

Something is moving in the shadows, and it’s always one step ahead. People are dying, each left with a strange, haunting mark—a spiral, three weeping eyes, a six-fingered hand. No one knows what it means, and no one knows who’s behind it. Then the whispers start. Secrets thought buried come crawling back. Lives are shaken. The city itself feels alive with tension, as if every street corner hides a watcher, every message carries a threat. No one is safe. Everyone is just a pawn. And the game has only just begun.

To summarize this story in one sentence: A boy is Chosen to stand against a person who was never meant to be evil but now rules it. In the long term, without any spoilers. It's about a boy who becomes a god but still chooses to be human. A story about the cost of power and why someone would want it. When seventeen-year-old Damon Vale lost his mother, his whole world cracked. Not just with grief, but also with an impossible truth. Damon is no longer just a high schooler dealing with gangs and betrayal; he is the descendant of a powerful Queen of Woewyn, a kingdom on a realm carrying good and bad in excess. Raised on Earth by the Queen who lied to save his life, Damon is gifted and burdened by a power that literally bends elements and is constantly on the verge of purging his own body. Now, ancient gods and demons are pouring into The Multiverse, some disguised as humans. Chronisouls, some torment, some help. For Damon, the choice is simple: Embrace the divine power that hurts him from the inside out, or watch his life on Earth, including the one girl who sees past his walls, shatter forever. From quiet rooftops(literally) to cosmic wars(also literally), Damon must discover if saving existence means losing the simplicity he always wanted, getting something better... or obtaining worse. Chronisoul is a story that pays off, only if you wait. (He doesn't look anything like the cover. I only used it 'cause a friend made it for me and it's pretty cool.)

Ignis Scorrath, an ordinary traveler, meets the most absurd fate imaginable. His soul is forced into the body of a newly hatched black dragon whelp—one born of the Black Dragonflight, the legacy of Neltharion, the Earth-Warder. Before he can even process it, a strange system binds itself to him. Bad news: he is sealed in forced growth and evolution for five thousand years. Good news: when the seal finally breaks… he has already ascended to the level of a demigod. Now known as Obsidian, a newborn demigod of earth, shadow, and flame, Ignis Scorrath barely has time to grasp his power before realizing something far more shocking— The frozen land beneath him is called Northrend. This is Azeroth. And not the Azeroth of heroes and legends, but a distant past—only a few thousand years after the War of the Ancients, long before the rise of the Lich King, the Scourge, or even the great human kingdoms. Seven thousand years too early for everything he remembers. No Arthas. No Scourge. No Burning Crusade. Only a primordial world of titanic forces, ancient dragonflights, proto-kingdoms, and forgotten gods still stirring beneath the ice. With time itself as his greatest advantage, Obsidian must decide— Will he follow the doomed path of the Black Dragonflight… Or reshape the fate of Azeroth before its greatest catastrophes are ever born?

I own nothing at all. Luna Lovegood was treated badly at Hogwarts and by her own house but given the chance to take power she will show the world what power is. Starts at the Fourth Year. Ministry Bashing most Ravenclaw Bashing Potters Bashing (Except Lily) Weasley Bashing (Except Ginny) Malfoy Bashing Voldermort Bashing MC is OP and Lesbian.

[No character death, No bitter content, No NTR, Plot guaranteed, Fluff, Honkai: Star Rail, Ruan Mei, Herta, Fu Xuan & Qingque, Yukong & Feixiao & Tingyun, Firefly & Stelle & March 7th, Love Rivalry] "The all-knowing Madam Herta, I have a question for you." Herta: Speak. But I'm not that Machine Head (Nous). "What is 'like'?" Herta: This... ahem. Why are you asking this? "Then let me change the question. Herta, what is a 'date'?" Herta: For the purpose of raising affinity, correct? Yu Qingtu, whose whereabouts were currently unknown: It should have been me!! I was first!! Tingyun: Benefactor, the stars stretch vast, the Silver River spans endless. When the mortal world lights its fires of worldly life, would you be willing to draw closer to us? Cyrene: Hi. Miss me? ... Fu Xuan stared at Qingque. "You've been deceiving me all this time?" "Lady Grand Diviner, I really wasn't." --- Raw: 星鐵：重生阮梅，黑塔女士請自重 Author: 朝不知暮

When you're in the game, I, Hermes Jormungandr, only care about money—not people. Give me money, and I'll take care of your problems. Once you come to me, you pay whether the job is done or not. And if you're even a penny short… I'll deal with you personally. "Inform our people. We have a job." "Target: Kizaru. Make it clean." I am Hermes Jormungandr, a self-made man, hated by everyone! The world's most professional and courageous man!

David Osayi has seen monsters—"Phobias"—his entire life. To everyone else, he's just a troubled student stuck in an engineering degree, doodling his delusions. When a secret society offers to recruit his unique sight into their hidden war, David refuses. He’s seen what their battle costs. But after a catastrophic encounter leaves their team dead and marks David as a target, he’s left with a terrible choice: keep ignoring the horrors that hunt humanity from the shadows, or embrace the terrifying, artistic power awakened inside him and fight back. To survive, he must weaponize the very visions that branded him insane, or become the next victim in a war he never wanted.

Kaito Reizen is the shame of Japan's most powerful exorcist clan. His spells are weak, his attitude is soft, and he keeps making friends with the ghosts he's supposed to destroy. He lives alone in his aunt's old house in Kurami, away from his family, with exactly one roommate — an ancient, silver-haired Umbral named Shizuka who he cannot exorcise, cannot reason with, and absolutely cannot get rid of. She's been attached to him since childhood. She's terrifyingly strong. She is in love with him in a way that keeps him up at night. Between university, a father who gave up on him, a sister who hates him with alarming intensity, and a growing number of very dangerous supernatural women who have decided he belongs to them, Kaito's life is complicated. The ghosts don't make it simpler

Maristela was just another orphan in the convent — hungry, invisible, disposable. Until a vampire discovers and begins to hunt her. She kills her priest — her first murder. In the chaos, she steals seven gold coins — that everyone would kill to possess. Now every predator wants her head. Thrown into an underworld of ancient bloodlines and secret syndicates, Maristela becomes a pawn in a game she cannot comprehend — where powerful vampires use the young as fuel and discard them when the flame burns out.