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When the rifts between worlds opened, countless monsters flooded through, engulfing human cities and plunging the world into chaos. Faced with this apocalyptic crisis, humanity was forced into a new era where every individual had to choose a profession. Nations now compete to cultivate elite practitioners, striving for supremacy in the rankings of alternate world conquests. But as the world teeters on the brink, the first and greatest champion awakens after a million years of slumber—armed with untold buff amassed from his millennia of AFK grinding. The bosses of the otherworld tremble in fear. Global T0-ranked powerhouses bow down, offering their loyalty... [Disclaimer: Here countries fight against each other and this is adapted into a Manhua.] [Schedule: 2 Chapters/Day] ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ Raw: 网游：挂机百万年，我醒来成神 Author: 亦晨

"Isn't this the weak young master of the Valhalla family?" "Hahaha! I heard he only knows how to waste money... Completely useless." Another voice, dripping with false pity, chimed in. "Both his sister and brother are Tamers, strong ones at that. While him... the eldest... pathetic!!" The final word, spat out like a curse, hung in the air: "Useless!" In this world, where the bond with powerful Beasts dictated one's standing, where strength was synonymous with the ferocity and strength of your companion. Christopher Valhalla was an anomaly. He found solace not in the thrill of battle or the acquisition of monstrous power, but in the simple, fleeting joys of life. He enjoyed partying, clubs, and women. He offered no retort to the cruel rumors that trailed him like a shadow. Because, truth be told, a knot of fear tightened in his stomach at the mere sight of the majestic, often terrifying, creatures that others commanded. But every life, regardless of its perceived worth, eventually finds its end. For Christopher, it came not in the jaws of a wild Beast, nor in a duel he was ill-equipped for, but in the insidious grip of a rare and incurable sickness. Some days later his flame flickered and he died, leaving behind a void filled with the echoes of scorn. Yet, where one life ended, another began. In the silent stillness of Christopher's vacant shell, a new consciousness stirred. A soul, bearing the weight of unmatched power and a reputation that sent shivers down the spines of even the most formidable Tamers, had arrived. This was the Supreme Tamer, a legend whispered in hushed tones across the world, a force of nature who had inexplicably perished at the hands of betrayal. Given this unexpected second chance, the Supreme Tamer, now inhabiting the frail form of Christopher Valhalla, felt a strange sense of acceptance. He looked upon the unfamiliar yet familiar faces of his new family – the concerned worry etched on their features – and a flicker of something akin to kinship sparked within him. A silent vow formed in his mind, hardening into an unbreakable resolve. The rumors that clung to this body like a shroud would be torn away. And the five Master Tamers who had orchestrated his demise in his previous life… They would learn the true meaning of fear. Their betrayal would be answered, not with petty revenge, but with the full, terrifying might of the Supreme Tamer, reborn. The world was about to discover that "useless" could be the most dangerous disguise of all. _______ Author's word, This Books will remain free till it clock 100 Chapters! All I need from my loyal readers are: Interaction! Reviews! Comments!! Power stones!!!! And if you can... GIFTs!! 50 power stones, 50 Golden Tickets, Or 100 coins gift above: 3 Chapters. 100 Power Stones, 100 golden Tickets, Or 500 gifts above: 4 Chapters 200 Power stones, 200 golden Tickets, Or 1,000 gifts above: 5 Chapters. PS: Bonus Chapters will be release on Sunday, [WAT Time.] Release date: 10:00Pm. ___________ Check my other books! Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With The Cheating System. And Reborn With The All Seeing Eyes.

Warning ⚠️ This contains heavy Spoilers for LoTM book 1 and Shadow Slave I strongly recommend you catch up to them before reading this Arthur a Narcissistic, degenerate, shut in Loner Dies and Gets transmigrated into the world of Shadow Slave with nothing but the Grey Fog (his Innate ability), a True Name and a Huge Ego his Aspect will be based on The Fool pathway

A man who returned from Hell, revels in the city life, marries the most beautiful woman, and steps on his wildest enemies' stories. I'm the full-time bodyguard of the goddess; stay away from me, otherwise, the young CEO wife will get jealous again! Oops, why did I say "young"?

Some people think they can cheat Death. The greedy, the cruel, the clever—they all believe they’re the exception. I enjoy proving them wrong. A collection of stories narrated by yours truly, Death ♥️

Sometimes you can't be who you want to be and sometimes you can't do what you want to do. That is the daily life of our anti-heroine. She is over powered with innate and learned magics and abilities but she does not have them to use them. she has them because she was born with them and she learns quickly. for her it is about acquisition not utilization. She wants to have power to understand power but she doesn't want to serve and protect. but it is out of her hands because she is Rachel, the Milana of Trannisa realm. her purpose is to maintain a balance dictated by the realm. she is there when she has to be and when she is not needed she is off learning new things. so what happens when she is suddenly needed all the time? will her habit of avoidance become a mask of doubt and insecurity. so will she be a flawed being and pass the torch or will she endure in self doubt and constant insecurity. or is there a third option that has been there all along and completely out of her control?

Since the dawn of time, there was Primality, the foundation of all existence. Then came Chaos, bringing destruction. And after Chaos emerged the Primordial, giving rise to countless lifeforms born from its endless creation. In time, Myth appeared, records etched by mortals, immortals, deities, and mortality. Stories of triumph, failure, divinity, and mortality. Then came the invasion, from beyond this universe. The Supreme Deities, the Heavenly Sages, and the Zenith of Mortality rose together to repel it, and they triumphed. But in their blindness, they overlooked what had already been born. From scattered myths that wandered the cosmos, abandoned and unclaimed, I emerged. A being formed not of flesh or soul, but from record. I gained sentience from myth. Knowledge from myth. Emotions from myth. And from myth... I inherited desire. The desire to be whole. So I devoured, relentlessly. Consuming all myth, growing ever stronger. Until even the Supreme Deities, Heavenly Sages, and the Zenith of Mortality were forced to strike me down. They sealed my power and cursed me to an endless cycle of reincarnation, hoping to erase me through time. But I endure. I am The Harbinger. And I will awaken again... To devour everything. To become complete. --- Author notes. Read at your own risk. This story contains extreme gore, actions, and sexual contents that are truly morally questionable. Read at your own risk as I have no intention of changing anything. People below the age of 18, please do yourself a favor and don't read it. If you may do. Do so discreetly. Thanks for the understanding.

"You make me mad, get on my nerves and what not, by your those chaotic antics, what are you, 5? Keeping on jumping around the whole company like a monkey." Tan said and huffed angrily. "Who are you calling a monkey? Huh!! What do you think you are, huh? Why should I stop my actions? Atleast my actions bring a smile on people's faces and look at yourself, always shouting and scaring everyone." Jennifer too, huffed angrily and left her boss' cabin stomping her feet. Tan, a man with bossy attitude, who always focuses on what will happen in future VS Jennifer, a carefree girl, who loves to live every second of her life happily. A story of a chaotic girl and a cold hearted man, whom everyone feared. What will happen when these two completely different worlds collide. Will it cause an Earthquake or will it result into a beautiful story. Not what we see is always true, not everyone who we think is happy is actually happy, not every rich person has everything that a person needs to be alive. "N-no, you can't leave me! Keep your eyes open, Tan! For god's sake, keep your eyes open." Jennifer cried holding Tan in her arms. "F-First s-say you love me." Tan said with a shaking voice. "I l-love you, please be with me, you have to breath, for me. I promise, I'll never leave you again. Please, I beg you." Will this story have a "they lived happily ever after." Ending OR a "not every story have a happy ending." Ending Read to know.

Born into the world to a clan lost to the annals of history, Yan Xun had nothing. But in a world where power defines who and what you are,he possesses something truly unique; A potentially limitless cultivation path that is defined by his own self discovery.

After a devastating breakup, Christian Blackwood has closed himself off to love. Now, under pressure from his family to produce an heir, he reluctantly pursues surrogacy. When his first love, Melody, applies to be a surrogate, Christian's past comes flooding back. As they navigate the complex surrogacy process, old wounds reopen, and new feelings emerge. But can Christian overcome his emotional barriers and confront the pain of their past, or will history repeat itself?

You ever have a perfectly peaceful life? One that’s quiet, predictable, comfortable? Yeah. I had that once. A nice little flower shop, a hidden enchanted garden that only I knew about, and exactly zero unnecessary distractions. My business wasn’t booming, but it was steady, and most importantly, I was left alone. Then, they showed up. First, a half-dead human collapsed outside my shop. Like an idiot, I brought him inside instead of leaving him there to be someone else’s problem. Turns out, he’s from some ancient mage bloodline and thinks I—just because I’m an elf—should teach him magic. I have lived centuries longer than him. I have forgotten more things than he’s probably ever learned. I told him no. He whined. I told him no again. He kept whining. Eventually, I caved, but only under one condition: if he wanted to learn, he had to work for it. Then, just when I thought my life couldn't get any worse, we found something worse than a lost human—a vampire. Sleeping. In my enchanted garden. Acting like it belonged to him. He refused to leave, ignored every single one of my threats, and had the audacity to look offended when we tried to kick him out. In the end, we had to force him to help with the shop just to make sure he wouldn’t be a freeloading parasite. And now? My once-perfect, peaceful life is in shambles. The shop is crowded. My workload has somehow doubled. My garden is infested with an insufferable mage and an even more insufferable vampire. And with February just around the corner, business is picking up, meaning I have even less time to deal with their nonsense. I never asked for this. I never wanted this. And yet, somehow, this is my life now. I am too old for this nonsense. Someone, send help!

{Information revealed!} {These are the benefits!!} {Do you wish to steal its skills and powers?} "What the hell is this?!" Aaron, barely a year old but possessing the intellect and cunning of a seasoned adult, stared in wide-eyed astonishment at the world around him. Before his very eyes, information panels, glowing with an ethereal light, materialized, detailing every aspect of whatever he gazed upon. From the intricate root systems of the ancient trees in the Forest of Flesh Eaters to the composition of the mud hut that served as his current home, nothing was beyond the scrutiny of his newly discovered ability. Even the roughspun blanket clutched in his tiny hands revealed its origins, its thread count, and the type of fibers used in its creation. {Do you wish to steal the artifact's Ability?} The question, presented in stark, bold text within one of the information panels, made Aaron smile. It was a knowing, almost predatory smile, utterly incongruous on the face of a baby. "I don't know what this is," he murmured, his voice a soft gurgle that belied the complex thoughts swirling in his mind. "But that doesn't mean I can't utilize it… With these eyes… I'll be the youngest Emperor in all Three Continents!!" Aaron was not a typical infant. He was a man of thirty, reborn. Not for the first time, either. This was his fifth reincarnation, and in each of his previous lives, he had clawed his way to the pinnacle of power. He had been a General, leading armies to glorious victories and carving out a vast empire. He had been a President, shaping the destiny of nations with shrewd political maneuvering and unwavering resolve. He had been the Young Master of a powerful, influential family, a name whispered with a mixture of awe and fear, a force to be reckoned with in the cutthroat world of noble politics. He had even been a Renowned Scientist, his brilliance pushing the boundaries of human knowledge, culminating in the creation of the first youth-preserving drug, a discovery that had both revolutionized medicine and made him a legend. Now, Aaron found himself reborn as the Cursed Child, the harbinger of death and destruction, the subject of fearful prophecies that had driven his own mother into hiding. "Can you believe that?!" he gurgled, the irony of his situation not lost on him. He, who had striven for power in every lifetime, was now branded as a destroyer before he could even crawl. Will Aaron leverage his vast experience and hard-won skills to defy the prophecy and forge his own destiny, or will he succumb to the ominous predictions and become the Cursed Child the world so desperately feared? Let's find out. If you are after Game Novel, OP MC, and action. Check my other book: "Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With The Cheating System." ______________ My New Book! "Return Of The Supreme Beast Tamer."

After his village was reduced to ashes and his parents slaughtered by the demon Bouros, Jin became a hollow shell. In a final act of desperation, he sealed the beast—but at a devastating cost: his humanity. Every shred of joy, rage, and pain was torn from him, leaving only a faint echo of the man he once was.Now, Jin wanders a world that dreads and shuns him, wielding the very shadows that devoured his soul. Emotionless, relentless, he is a specter of vengeance, neither living nor dead. As ancient enemies rise from the abyss and fragile alliances teeter on betrayal, Jin treads a razor’s edge between redemption and annihilation—haunted by the question: does he command the darkness, or has it already claimed him?

Neither god nor mortal. Forged in ruin, cast out of the script every world obeys, he is the child of contradiction—sin and virtue, balance and wrath, man and monster. Once stripped of his memory and place, he now rises from the ashes, wielding ancient power, cursed lineage, and the burning will of the human spirit. Each battle against Nightmares, horrors, and divine forces brings him closer to the truth—and the throne carved in rebellion. But in a multiverse ruled by predestination, where every Verse has its Chosen and its doomed tale, what happens when the unwanted becomes the main character? What happens when the Verse itself begins to fear him? ######### first and main world: Shadow slave second world: unknown A multiversal travel fanfic, what to expect? emotions, brutality, nice fights and a relatively well done harem, and of course fem sunny.

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

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In a post-Virat-Rohit era, Indian cricket is in crisis. To rebuild the national team, the BCCI launches the most intense talent hunt in history: “Bat & Ball.” Among 44 young players, one silent, unorthodox batsman named Aryan Raj stands out — not for power, but for precision, mindset, and obsession to win. This is not just a game. It’s a war of ego, emotions, and explosive cricket rivalries — watched by international legends and driven by media madness. Who will survive the trials? Who will lead India next?