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1896 Doğumlu Onbaşı Thomas Webber'ın 1. Dünya Savaşı'nda Yaşadıkları ""Kitap 1916 Somme Cephesinde iken başlıyor ve Savaş bittikten sonraki birkaç yıla kadar sürüyor "" **İyi Okumalar**

In a world dominated by two powerful clans, the Ancient Demon and the Ancient Celestial Clan, war of supremacy is a constant thing. But things become intense when a treasure descends from the origin sea setting of a war for its ownership, with legend spreading that whoever controls the treasure can gain the path to transcendence! Driven by greed, the two races set off a catastrophe that caused the world to be destroyed into countless world surfaces, all in chaos. Situ Feng Tian, a modern man, is reborn in this world as a human (cannon fodder race) with a desire to avoid the fate of being a chess piece, but this requires enough ability. But what is really enough? He has to figure this out for himself. Upon this journey, he realizes he can make rapid improvement through life and death battles, as his comprehension and creativity are fueled in such moments. #No Harem

【National Martial Arts】【Attributes】 There are rumors that ancient Taoist priests could leap over mountain ravines in a single step, There are rumors that ancient generals could crush bronze and iron with one hand. There are rumors that ancient monks could cross the Yangtze River with a single reed, There are rumors that ancient travelers could let out a howl like thunder. Striking a person is like hanging a picture, the strike sounds sharp and crackling, Practicing qi gathers in the Dantian, crossing the river just knee-deep. With the help of the attributes panel, Wang Longhu explored and embarked on the path of martial arts through diligent practice. "Today, I am the number one in the world."

"Six-legged black, red worm, level seven elite worm beast. After absorbing it, I should be able to reach the eighth level." The Giant Exploding Thunder Dragon beast, with bronze blood, is as big as an asteroid. If I absorb it, I can reach the black hole level immediately! Chaos White Liexiang, the best of chaotic spirit beasts. Difficult to take care of, but as long as I absorb it, my life index can break 10000! Wang Xu accidentally got a flame that could devour insects and beasts and convert their energy into his own. From then on, no one could stand in his way!

Enter the Immortal Sect, cultivate the Immortal Dao. Others practice diligently and arduously, but Li Yunjing masters everything in one go, his comprehension defying the heavens. Understand the thunder magic, embark on the path of immortality. Practice the thunder magic, and take on the heavenly calamity.

This is a world where everyone participates in simulations, amidst an eerie apocalyptic setting. Only by performing a Heaven-defying Fate Change in the simulated life can one avoid being consumed by the black mist. Lu Yuan crosses over accidentally and gains an Adaptive Talent, receiving a Divine-level Talent automatically in every simulation! First Life: A modern technology world where Martial Dao is in decline. [Heaven Rewards Diligence]: With every bit of effort, reap a hundredfold reward; even breathing makes you stronger! Second Life: A Magic World, reincarnated as an ordinary skeleton. [Undead Calamity]: Transform into the Undead Dominator, using the Catastrophe Legion to battle against the Abyss Demon! Some Life: Parasitic cultivation, where cultivators are reared by the Insect Race. [Heaven-defying Comprehension]: Deduce the Gu Dao cultivation system, becoming the first Gu Immortal in history! As each Divine-level Talent is activated, the Gods and Demons finally discover in terror…

"You read the “Comprehensive Studies on Mysteries” and got 100 subject knowledge points! You read the “Basic Magic Potions Explained”. Without anyone teaching you, you understood the magic potion, “Shriek of the Witch”! You read the “Magic Energetics Theory” and successfully manufactured the Ghost Fire Train that uses water as its fuel! You had been thinking about it for 10 minutes. This was a world where learning caused your sanity value to drop. Here, there was reiki rejuvenation, and there was the gaze of the ancient gods, and monsters and beasts had free rein. This world was full of various mystical and magical mechanical products. There were powerful fighters who could flatten mountains with their strength and supernatural powers that could not be described with words. You stopped hesitating and flipped open the mystery studies textbook while yelling in your heart, “System, let me do another ten thousand books of practice questions!”

Mysterious gates appeared all around the world a few decades ago. Beings emerged from the gates and brought disaster upon humanity. Humanity called them Demon Spirits. It wasn’t until the advent of Demon Suits and Demon Suiters that humans stood a fighting chance. For some perplexing reason, the world’s number one Demon Suiter, Li "God" Xiu abandons his identity to start over again as a newbie trial-taker. He enters the gates to participate in all sorts of trials, in a bid to seek out the reason that enticed his best friend into becoming a trial-taker. These trials weren't the run-of-the-mill dungeons, ranging from game sports (soccer, basketball, baseball, etc) to athletics. Just as fortune favors the brave, what would Li Xiu obtain on his quest? “Are you telling me he’s a greenhorn?” the other trial-takers frustratingly ask while watching Li Xiu's feats that prove why he's the number one Demon Suiter.

Fyrion Snowrend, the youngest Grandmaster Alchemist of the Empire, dies in a dungeon after being tortured, framed, castrated, and poisoned by the Queen herself. But death isn’t the end. He wakes up 17 years earlier, back in his freezing homeland, still armed with: his Grandmaster alchemy knowledge his schemer’s mind and a fully restored Aura Core But his family is on the brink of starvation, crushed by debt. A Royal Envoy demands impossible taxes. A powerful noble house prepares to seize their lands. And the Queen… has already begun her plan to abduct the northern lands. This time? Fyrion fights back. With alchemy as war, economics as weapons, and schemes sharp enough to cut steel, he rises from “rubbish heir” to the most dangerous lord in the North. Sun-Bricks. Starmetal. Cured tribes. Fallen nobles. And a revenge that burns hotter than fire. The frozen North will rise, and the Empire will kneel.

“I transmigrated into the Nasuverse, gained the Root’s recognition, and discovered a singular truth: as long as I die an unnatural death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and claim mastery—becoming an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants.” “For this, I threw myself into courting death with reckless abandon across the Nasuverse.” “I publicly cursed Gilgamesh to his face, challenged the omnipotent Zeus in Greece, audaciously abducted Skadi in Northern Europe, declared in Israel that Solomon was a demon god rather than a son of God, and in Britain… I foolishly sided with Morgan.” “And yet… why am I still alive?” 1994, Fuyuki. Rowe—the historically renowned figure, the third friend of the Oldest King, the First Grand Vizier of Mesopotamia, a favorite of the Greek gods, the King of Giants in Northern Europe, the divine hand that awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the Prince Consort’s aide in Camelot—sat atop Fuyuki Bridge. Though young in appearance, his eyes reflected the weight of countless lifetimes. He sighed, looking down at the people before him: “Tell me… where did it all go wrong?” “Why not just kill me and let me ascend to the Throne of Heroes? Please!” Kiritsugu Emiya inhaled his cigarette, his gaze flicking to Artoria raising her Holy Lance, to Gilgamesh’s Gate of Babylon as it opened, to the crimson spear extending from the Land of Shadows… and yet his hand trembled slightly. ******* Read the first 5 chapters for free on my Patreon! Characters concept art to be availed! Join now, for only $5 @Shunsuke161

In a world where fantasy and reality are intertwined, a lonesome writer tries to have a happy ending. This is a story about stories.

After sixteen years of barely surviving in Teyvat, Kairo’s life finally changes when his mysterious system awakens—the Honkai: Star Rail Counterattack System. Confused but intrigued, he’s thrust into a dangerous world where every choice matters. Leaving Rivet Town, he sees Clara surrounded by vagrants and must decide: Ignore it and collect Clara’s Red Coat. Step in with his blade and gain an Automaton Warhound 1.0. Go all out to defeat the attackers and unlock Clara’s special skill: “I Want to Help Too!” But as Kairo surveys the chaos, he spots Klee besieged by Hilichurls—and a chilling thought hits him: Is Clara really Klee? And who are the others? A world of danger, choices, and mysterious connections awaits. Want additional chapter? https://www.patreon.com/ZeusOp

The fjord lay calm, its surface like polished glass, reflecting the leaden clouds hanging in the sky. Flocks of ravens circled back and forth, heralding the bitter northern winds soon to sweep southward. This was the very first scene the protagonist beheld after traveling through time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He had become nothing more than an ordinary self-sufficient farmer, with only a barren, desolate wheat field to his name. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust. The world lay shattered, kings waged endless wars against one another, and in this turbulent, dark Middle Ages, his first task was simply to survive—then, somehow, to find a way to end the chaos… .......... HeadOver to my patreon for 75+ advanced chapters: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer

Within Jing Qian’s sea of consciousness, a stone stele rose. On that stele, strokes and carvings took form in inscriptions that recorded his destiny. When fate intertwines with the laws of heaven and earth, it becomes engraved upon the Stele of Life, and thus, a Life Pattern is born. A Life Pattern contains one’s innate nature and potential; it also determines one’s future achievements and path of cultivation. Now watch as Jing Qian forges fate into a sword, severs the soul, and ascends to immortality! ... Life Patterns: Tidal Surge: Ride the waves and sing, dance upon the tides! Sumeru: A mustard seed holds Mount Sumeru; within a speck of dust, the vast cosmos is concealed! Tushita Furnace: Tempted by illusory words, delighted by the bliss of Tushita! … ... The flame of destiny burns upon the body. Sumeru fixes the Dao. Ride the waves and sing. Forge the sword like a dragon. Stitch soul to spirit. Within the Tushita Furnace, I inscribe my stele to forge eternal life.

[No Trash Protagonist] [No Harem] [Farming & Clan Management]  The path to immortality is one of solitude, of loneliness, of chilling heights where few can stand.  Song Changsheng arrives with a Daoist scripture in hand. Faced with the earnest guidance of his elders, the high hopes of his clan, and the hardships threatening their survival...  He and countless sons of the Song family push forward against the current—generation after generation passing on the torch, falling and rising—until the Song Immortal Clan stands tall atop the world!  And when he one day looks back from the summit, all the trials and tribulations of the past will be but smoke in the wind. 

Jiang Ning Transmigrates at a Time of Turmoil To protect himself, he began training in martial arts using his “grinding experience” panel, quietly building his strength. Gradually, he discovered that as his cultivation techniques broke through their limits, various attributes began to manifest some even concealing the authority of divine beings. Through the martial path, he started to harness both divine authority and innate supernatural powers. [Five-Animal Fist] : From the initial grind to the perfected state constantly breaking through limits and acquiring various attributes: the five vital organs store essence and each harbors divine power. [Indestructible Body] : From the initial grind to perfection continuously shattering limits and acquiring myriad attributes, endowing him with an unbreakable golden body and immortal divine bones. [Inner Alchemy and Life Cultivation] : From the initial grind to perfection relentlessly breaks limits and gathers various attributes that allow him to remain at the pinnacle and attain immortality. One day, the Martial Saint who had kept the world subdued for eight hundred years struck at him. He slowly smiled. “Are you trying to attack a divine being?” When the very weapon once capable of slaying immortals and annihilating gods fell upon his head, he merely tilted his head slightly; not a single hair was disturbed. “My foundation has long been forged into an indestructible golden body!”

Su Han, a Diamond banker, transmigrated into a world of Cultivators and obtained a system cheat, Dragon Rising, that requires him to accumulate influence, and in return, he gains rewards. Having no other skills, he decides to go back to his previous life's occupation, banking, but no banks are present,, so he will start his own and and rise to the most powerful Bank in Existence. He brings capitalism in a world where one man can destroy stars with a punch transforming it to one gold card can make an Immortal God shiver. "Ant! How dare you talk back to me? If you know what is good for you, obediently climb my bed." A god shouted angrily. "I should be the one asking, how dare you shout at me? With just your silver level access. Do you think my gold card is for show?" A mortal woman snorted with disdain. Seeing the golden card in the Woman's hands, the god trembled with sweat dripping on his back as if he had seen a horror.

Amar Patel has it all—a high-paying job, a loving girlfriend, and a wealthy family. But beneath his perfect life simmers a deep hatred for corruption, greed, and injustice that crushes the weak. Frequent blackouts plague him, triggered by his rage, pulling him into a void where reality fades. In one blackout, he encounters it for the first time—a towering humanoid outline, darker than the void itself. Snapping back to reality, Amar grapples with the vision—was it a real? What is this entity? Authors Notes- Hey readers, Chaos Heart: A New Dawn is set in vibrant India, woven with its raw, Real feel. If some words feel unfamiliar, don’t fret—they’re quite common here and just a quick Google away. I’ve poured my heart into crafting a world true to India’s spirit, from its chaotic streets to its soulful depths, to bring you a story that feels real. Dive in and embrace the journey! — Nikhil T

After being knocked out and abruptly awakened by a punch, Morin finds himself a prisoner of war. He initially believed he was in a world on the eve of a conflict similar to World War I, but quickly discovers the actual situation is far more bizarre. For starters, why is he, an Imperial soldier, allied with volunteers from the International Brigades?! Assault Troopers who look like walking Iron Cans carrying swords and shields, Armored Knights powered by a mix of diesel and Magic, and battle mages marching with the army… All of this tells Morin that this world has serious, fundamental issues. But his immediate concern is how to survive this conflict, a war ironically touted as ‘the war to end all wars.’ Key Elements: Magically Modified World War I Real Men Use Bolt-Action Rifles Diesel-Powered Armored Knights Airship Boarding Actions This is a Fans-Translations

PROLOGUE – THE NIGHT THE ISLAND CHOSE ITS KINGS (|18+ | short, sharp, soaked in salt and sin) The island doesn’t forgive. It only forgets long enough to bite harder. Koh Lanta, 11:59 p.m. Monsoon sky split open like a gutted fish. Rain lashes sideways, turning every road into a mirror that shows you who you really are when no one’s watching. Sea stands on the dead lighthouse roof, barefoot, shirtless, cigarette glowing like a fuse. Salt crusts his skin. Ink moves when lightning forks: kraken, shark, broken compass over a heart that stopped asking permission years ago. He tastes gunpowder on the wind and smiles with too many teeth. Northbound, a black helicopter slices the storm. Inside: Keen, wrists bruised from diamond cuffs, ankle bleeding where he carved the tracker out with a penknife. He’s twenty-one, heir to half of Bangkok, and done being collateral. Tonight he jumps. Southbound, a white Lamborghini unloads from a rusted freighter, paint so clean it looks wet. It will be ruined by morning. The pier road waits: floodlights, bass, blood already in the air. Engines tune like war drums. Fifty million baht rides on tomorrow’s midnight race. One hundred million if both drivers vanish forever. Sea flicks his cigarette into the void. It falls a hundred feet and dies in the sea. Keen tastes freedom and copper on his tongue. He doesn’t know the king’s name yet. He will. By sunrise he’ll wear it carved into his skin. Two storms. One island. No brakes. The lighthouse bulb explodes. Darkness swallows everything. Then the engines scream. Let the island choose its kings.