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1 magic castle= 5 bonus canon chapters 1 spacecraft = 10 bonus canon chapters 1 golden gachapon = 15 bonus canon chapters -------- Li Ming was just a fifteen-year-old village boy armed with a rusty kitchen knife… and his first opponent on the path of cultivation was a chicken. Yes, a chicken. But when fate (or maybe just bad luck) gave him a strange treasure that boosted his cultivation speed by ten times, his life completely changed. From being the boy laughed at by everyone… To shocking his village with “accidental genius”… To stepping into the world of cultivation where no one has ever reached the highest realm— Li Ming swore he would climb to the very peak and become the first Heavenly Emperor in history! Of course, before that… he really should deal with that smug chicken. “From chicken slayer to Heavenly Emperor — watch him rise"

It’s the age of superhumans! Genetic modifications, Cybernetic enhancements, magic enchantments- the choice is yours! For the right price, you can rise above the masses and gain power only ever seen in myths! For the right price! No matter how far humanity advances, power will always fall in the hands of the wealthy few. It was a truth Dante learned at a very young age and with it came a burning hatred for those who use power to oppress and dominate. The flames grew stronger once he found himself faced with the cruelty of those who rule from above. Left all alone in the world, robbed of everyone he cherished, Dante swore revenge on those who hurt him, but true power couldn’t be fought with hatred alone. In his search for a weapon that could help him take his revenge, Dante crosses paths with a certain Artifact, his fate taking a turn he could never have anticipated. =================================== This is not a Fan Fic. Check out my other works: Valkyrie Smash.

Magic tears through chaos, and the very laws of the world are utterly reshaped— the old era of earth and flame fades away, and the age belonging to magic begins in earnest. Mages cradle stars atop their staves; tides of elements drown the altars of ancient gods; even the rocks chant age-old incantations. Some weave continental barriers within ivory towers; others drink dragon’s blood to awaken the power to incinerate mountains; still others sift through ruins for magic cores, chasing the truth behind the "Great Collapse."

In a world where the echoes of ancient gods still linger, and the remnants of shattered kingdoms lie buried beneath centuries of dust, peace is but a fragile illusion. The Caelthera continent stands divided—its empires once bound by faith and honor, now torn apart by greed, ambition, and fear. Magic, the song of creation itself, still hums through the land, though few can wield it without cost. The elves and dwarves have vanished into legend, leaving men to inherit a world they barely understand. Kingdoms rise and fall upon the edge of steel and sorcery, and each blade broken sings another verse in the long lament of the world. Amidst this uneasy calm, a faint whisper spreads across the lands—a song not yet forgotten, waiting to be heard once more. When the balance breaks, and the old oaths are tested anew, the world will remember the melody of the broken blades... and those fated to carry it.

[Discord Server: https://discord.gg/P6dVqACDz8] ==== Kyle was just an ordinary gamer until a truck-kun decided he was isekai material. Waking up in the world of Path of Transcendence—a novel he once read—he realizes he’s not the hero, the villain, or even a side character. He’s an extra, someone who was never mentioned in the story. But this world is no fairy tale: it’s cursed, doomed to fall to demons, with every major character destined to die. However, Kyle isn’t as ordinary as he seems. Blessed by the Roaming Storm, a mysterious and powerful force, he wields the rare ability to command lightning, wind, ice, and water. But is he truly just an extra, or is there more to his role in this doomed world? Armed with his knowledge of the novel and his newfound powers, Kyle must find a way to survive in a story that wasn’t written for him. Can he become the missing piece that changes the fate of this world, or will he be crushed under the weight of a plot that doesn’t even know he exists?

A long time ago, the world and life itself were reforged by the magical Kilith energy, then scarred by the Negaciones- creatures of ruin and desolation. And for centuries, the Reapers have stood between these monsters and annihilation. Now, Yugo takes up the mantle of reaper, vowing to destroy the monster that shattered his family... even if it means facing the very force that reshaped humanity.

Vijay, an ISRO scientist, gets reincarnated in the Vijayanagara Empire, which has not yet weakened but unified South India in a parallel Earth similar to the current one, with slightly altered people and events in the 17th century. Watch how he guides the ancient nation back on the right track again. For Resources Discord: https://discord.gg/mRRVjFaf5H For UPI Donations: authormithunreddygaru@kotak Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction that explores historical events within the context of a parallel Earth. Any similarities to real-world historical occurrences are purely coincidental and are a product of the author's imagination. The intent is to offer an alternate perspective on history and should not be construed as an accurate representation of actual events. Reader discretion is advised.

An usual normal day was ruined with just a *boom*. The peaceful Earth was thrown into a bloody struggle of survival against the apocalypse, where undead beings lunges at you with the only intent to kill. Not only that, but your struggle is getting streamed to the higher beings who enjoys the suffering of others and the icing on the cake... your streamer is a sadist alien named "Puck" who will do anything to increase your suffering and stream it well. But that doesn't end there, for it is only the mere Phase 1. [Phase 1: Curse of the Undead.] Author asking you: So, what do you think? Reader:Meh... a sloppy ass novel again. Author: You haven't even tried yet. Just read the first volume, if you don't like it after that, then gladly stop reading. Reader: You have quite a high praise for your work. Author: An author who doesn't like his own work can never make it good. For me, this is the best piece of fiction. This is nothing like the slop you have read before, it goes hard, very hard. Reader: is that so? It is only the first phase, how difficult can it even be, they all must be just some skeleton undead with weak bones, right? Author: It's difficulty? [Difficulty: SSS] Reader: That's tough. But surely they have awakened some god grade abilities to fight the undead, right? Right? Author: … Reader: Say something!!! Author: Well... they don't. Reader: None of them? How can you be so cruel to them? Author: Alright, Alright, fine, one of them have something good. Okay now? Reader: Only one? That must be the mc right? Author: Hehehe (laughs hysterically)... hell nah. Reader: W-what do you mean? And w-why are you laughing like that? Author: Well, that's simply because I am tired to seeing the protagonist getting everything handed over to him. Even a brain dead cunt, who only knows how to use his stick is overpowered nowadays. I am tired of them all. So... I decided to give my mc nothing, absolutely nothing... I will watch him struggle... break in despair and slowly lose his insanity... not only will he have nothing, he is destined to be alone, a lone weakling desperately trying to climb up the ladder while other use a fucking lift. Reader: You are cruel. Author: I am not though. Won't you like to see that too? How a bottom feeder rises above all despite having nothing? Reader: ... The idea seems intriguing but isn't that being too much on him? Author: Alright fine, I will give him something some trash junk kind of ability... only after he touches the threshold of death (dead skeleton emoji). Reader: [He is a maniac.] Slowly clicks on the chapter 1 "The carrier crow". Author: I know what you are looking for, and trust me, you will get everything here. A story that you won't forget ever. It will have action, a very detailed world building but you will have to wait a while for that, I will only reveal it slowly, there is also romance in it but that comes after a long while, but you might see the romance of aide characters first, and I will do my best to make them all good and memorable, none of them will feel as if they are just there existing and doing nothing. There is more there, so just read it and after that... leave a comment and review in chapters if you can. Enjoy.

"I... I do not know... who I am. I can't seem to recall a thing. I remember being able to read... and write. Yet at this very moment... I do not know of my own origin." A boy fell from the crack in the sky. He was later found by a pair of sibling, Runa and Luis who dedicate themselves to figuring out the identity of said boy, unaware of the chains of fate that's connecting them to series of dangers awaiting. What is his identity, that even the universe itself tries to conceal from the three?

The Third Prince's Stand The Third Prince, Evan, was supposed to be the sacrifice. Born a meek and unremarkable minor royal, Evan was the political weakling of the Mecklace Kingdom—until a clandestine ritual bound him to the Sacrificial Magic, granting him phenomenal strategic focus, discipline, and the Stand of a master warrior. The devastating cost? He must execute a justified kill every week to survive, or the magic will consume him. His calculated survival immediately plunges him into the heart of a merciless political arena. His mother, Queen Alessa, plotted his death to appease a frightened populace, while his brilliant, ruthless brother, Prince Theron, seeks to expose the dark source of Evan's sudden, terrifying competence. Forced to play a game with his own life as the stakes, Evan transforms into a Master Strategist. He eliminates a treasonous minister, quells a deadly uprising with sheer Oratorical Command, and assembles an elite, untouchable Royal Guard—including the powerhouse Captain William and the shadow broker Captain Lysandra. Now, armed with an impenetrable private army and a genius for lethal precision, Evan is appointed to the highest council, thrust into a direct, desperate war against the invading Volkar Empire and the hidden assassins within the palace walls. The clock is ticking. To save the Kingdom, Evan must survive. To survive, he must continue to kill. But the true question is: Can a man who trades morality for survival ever truly be a King?

Running away from every problem is the best solution.

Forced into early retirement, Zion Chen, a veteran of an elite special forces unit, is left with a permanent limp and limited use of his arms. All he desires is a peaceful life on a secluded farm, tending his crops and fishing. There's just one problem... "Why is it that my crops mature overnight?" "'Nine Extreme Yang Cultivation Manual'? All I wanted was to catch a fish!"

**Synopsis:** In a boundless void where not a single glimmer of light dares to pierce the darkness, there exists only one truth: the soul. Its flickering essence drifts endlessly, teetering on the edge of annihilation with every passing moment. Time is a forgotten concept here—there is only the cold, unfeeling vastness. How long has it been since the soul was cast into this eternal abyss? How long since it first felt the crushing weight of loneliness and despair? No one knows. No one remembers. In the beginning, fear consumed it—fear of the dark, fear of the unknown. But as the years bled into eons, even fear faded, leaving behind nothing but the hollow echoes of a forgotten existence. The soul searched endlessly, drifting through the infinite emptiness, yet found no answers, no escape, no sign of life. Memories began to dissolve. Emotions withered away. The soul forgot what it was, where it came from, and why it was trapped in this forsaken place. Was it always here? Was it even *alive*? The void seemed to devour every shred of its being, erasing it piece by piece. But just as it was about to vanish completely, when nothing was left but the flicker of a dying spark, something unexpected happened. A vortex. A powerful, unseen force. The soul was ripped from the crushing void and cast into a new world—a world alive with magic, power, and hidden truths. Reborn in a realm of unimaginable wonders, the soul finds itself with a new body and a new purpose. But the questions linger: *Why was it chosen? What mysteries lie buried in the depths of its past?* And more importantly—*what will it become in this strange new world?* As the soul rises, seeking answers to its forgotten origins, one thing is certain: the darkness is never far behind. And whatever it was that once existed in the void may be watching... waiting. ---

After sacrificing his life to save someone else, 24-year-old Ryan Ray is pulled from his mundane world and dumped into a realm teetering on the brink of collapse. Tasked—well, forced—by a cryptic, angelic spirit, he’s given one job: protect a fragile world from total ruin. But thanks to the spirit’s charmingly incompetent assistant, Ryan’s dropped in the wrong world entirely. Now, with uncertain powers and few allies, Ryan must navigate wild lands, face crafty-creatures, and uncover the truth behind a looming catastrophe. Will he rise to the challenge and become the hero this universe needs? Probably not. He’s just a human, after all.

In a world that blends the magic of the steam age with the grandeur of the medieval era, a man wakes up suddenly in a body he does not recognize, in a strange reality that does not belong to him, bearing a name that is not his and a mind stripped of all memories. His name is Jevan or so they say. In the city of Medlia, specifically in the lower district, where poverty and misery reign, the people are not ruled by laws but by fear of the gangs. Jevan discovers the existence of extraordinary powers known as Authorities abilities that defy all logic, wielded by some for domination and by others as a means of survival. Before long, he finds himself cornered on all sides: Bloodthirsty gangs, mysterious agents, secret organizations. He becomes entangled in countless troubles from a past that is not his own. In a city torn apart by class struggles, devouring those without power, Jevan begins a journey to uncover himself or the truth of the body he never chose and has no luxury of escaping.

This story isn't just about love. Not the sweet kind. Not the tragic kind. Not even the kind that heals. It’s not about life either. Not really. Life is just the frame. The shape. The empty skin. What fills it? People. Choices. Mistakes. Names. And sometimes, the quiet, unspoken moments between all of that Where who I'm begins to rot and who I'm becoming starts to breathe. --- This story… is about that. It’s about a girl who became something else. About the pieces she lost. And the pieces she broke on purpose. It’s about me. I didn’t wake up one morning and decide to become an assassin. There was no dramatic epiphany. No gun pressed to my head. No offer I couldn’t refuse. It was slower than that. Quieter. Change doesn’t always come with screams. Sometimes, it slips under skin with silence—like a shadow I didn’t notice until it stretched too far. --- A name whispered in dark rooms. A threat you don’t see coming. A price paid in full. They call me "the Ghost". And the name fits. I leave no trace. No blood trail. No signature. No sound. Just silence. And the certainty that the job was done right. But even the ghost used to be alive. Even monsters had a first name once. Mine was Martyna. And someone just used it again. I thought I’d buried her. That girl. That name. That fragile version of me who still wanted to be saved. I wrapped her in silence. I burned every bridge. I erased the past until it stopped bleeding through my hands. But now, someone’s digging her back up. And if they found her name, they might know other things, too. Things that can’t be left alive. I don’t survive this life by looking back. But the past? It doesn’t ask permission. It comes when it wants. When it’s ready. When I'm not. And when it arrives, it never comes alone. --- So no—this isn’t a love story. Not in the way you think. It’s a story about becoming a weapon. About burning everything that made me human—just to see what’s left standing. It’s about the cost of survival. And me who learned how to kill herself one piece at a time… Until all that remained was a name no one dared to say.

The story follows a college student who gets reincarnated into what initially appears to be a normal world. However, when the protagonist turns 23 and graduates, a dramatic event occurs - the world becomes submerged in the sea as 12 mysterious giant creatures emerge. These giant creatures are revealed to be born from the world's consciousness, with the purpose of "cleansing" the world, similar to how God is said to have washed the world clean. But the survivors have more to worry about than just the giant creatures. Creatures from the deep ocean have also been forced to rise up to the epipelagic zone, adding an additional threat. Overall, the story depicts a world radically transformed by the appearance of these powerful, enigmatic creatures, presenting challenges and mysteries for the protagonist and other survivors to navigate. ================================================================ Disclaimer: All rights belong to the original author(me) and to every creators work and idea that's been used in this story.

To what extent are you a person? To what extent are your personal values identified and freely crafted on your own? Give a beast a prey, and it would learn to be a predator. Give a person an inch, and they’ll take a mile. Just like animals yearn to sit at the top or feel safe, it's in humans’ nature to have dominion over everything they want. And just like how animals have fangs to rip through skin, humans have Concepts to shape the world to their whim. Our story takes place in a world like our own, a planet called Petra, a sphere trapped in the Sun’s orbit. Just like how the Sun influences our day and night cycle due to your world's Concepts and understandings, humans have developed the ability to physically morph and change reality. We do this by achieving great levels of understanding of these things we call Concepts. Yet only those who wield both vast influence and profound understanding can bend perception itself, altering the very way people see the world. Empowered with these Concepts, guilds, corporations, and nations alike are all clawing for mass influence our the world. With all the factions' budding heads, effective manpower has become a hot commodity. Paying for the temporary loyalty, Freelancers take on these extra tasks while darker work is handled by Journalists. Stay toned and bear witness to the birth of the next World Editor.

Original Fanfiction by Non-English Speaer Reincarnated person in another world in 1991 where the gaming and entertainment industry are like in those early 1980s *I just love those video game developer novel , but unfortunately most of them are focused on so much things except video games industry. I also not big fan of harem. I've also new to writing so please forgive me if I'm making mistake, and if you seek perfection in my novel, you ain't gonna find it lol, also this is not translation but my OG, Also be patient this fics have slightly slow pace and the earlier chapters is quite mess hahaha* English Also not my first Language. So i write this with my First language then translate it with help of AI.* if you want support me : https://www.pa*reon.com/zaborn_1997/membership

Reborn into the Coiling Dragon universe as the Armored Razorback Wyrm, Sadius awakens 300 years before Linley’s birth. With knowledge of the future, he refuses to be a forgotten stepping stone. In a brutal realm of Magical and Divine Beasts, he seeks to surpass his limits as Beirut watches, wondering if he’ll merely survive or truly transcend. Read up to 22 chapters ahead on p atreon.com/TheUncrownedKing This Novel is complete!!!