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What Do You Mean I Have To Comprehend Dao As A Mortal God?

Six years ago, the very first portal appeared that carried mana into Earth, awakening powers within humans. Some used them for selfish reasons while others thought to use them for the betterment of society. Everything changed when monsters appeared through these portals and humanity had to fight back against them for our survival. Amongst them were individuals who had awakened godlike powers that came straight from mythology: A New Yorker who has multiple pairs of wings sprouting from his back while carrying a scroll and pen; A Ukrainian firefighter who controls fire with the embodiment of a primordial demon; and even a Japanese historian who wields lightning that materialises floating drums on his back. They were Mortal Gods, mortals that had the power of Gods and now stand above humanity to supposedly protect us from the monsters beyond the portal. I was just another normal awakened human who was about to meet my end when a jade book appeared in front of me. What do you mean I have to comprehend Dao?! *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. MC is a male but there may be some intersex characters who may or may not be involved with the MC in the story so if that's also unacceptable to you then consider yourself warned. Also yes to harem. No to NTR. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c
Draekai · 940.9k Views

Lustful Way to Immortality, From Primitive Boy to Immortal God

On an auspicious night, a mysterious spirit descended from the unknown origin. It swept to a humble hut, before merging into the very soul of a young boy named Fuyu. Fuyu was a normal boy, living with his adopted family, working his ass off to help the family and himself to survive the winter, to be able to live till next summer. Till that one night, everything changed. His ignorant self realized something that was beyond the capability for any mortal in the tribe to ever grasp, what he learned through the help of that siprit. Fuyu who was naive and only knew few survival tricks, learned about the upper realms, spirits, multiple worlds, spiritual energy, beastman, fairies, dragons, Gods, Immortals, Emperors, and many more. His narrow worldview, had completely shattered on this discovery with the help of that unknown origin spirit, granting him an entire new life goal to achieve something that his previous self would never, even dreamed of even in thousand lifetime. His goal and pursuit of life changed, his priorities shifted. His simple origin as a side character was gone. With this knowledge the journey began, from surviving to dominating not only to this world but worlds beyond worlds, Realms beyond Realms. But with such large ambition, that can swallow even a fated one, his simple village, tribal life had also transformed to a brutal calculations and manipulation. Even One's wrath can kill him like an ant, but for the perseverance of his presuit, would he be crushed by the immortals like a beast, or would he rise above the heaven? Be a part of his beautiful yet dangerous journey, of this primitive boy. Synopsis won't do justice read the chapter yourself and determine. Read at least 20 chapters before deciding. Well it's in updating phase so sorry for inconvenience in reading. NOTE- The real story of absolute manipulation and power dynamics will start from when Mc would get reincarnated in immortal world, until then enjoy the primitive setting and ignore if you find something illogical because it was primitive world not modern world. So be kind enough to not judge before reading significant chapters as early chapters might be bit bad. Additional tag- Netori, Milf, Immortal Faries, mother and daughter pair, weak to strong, Loyal wives. here the reader's reward - ABDHY2TQSG8EH935A for 10 people only
FengShaoEatsbrain · 874.7k Views
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The obsidian debt blood of the silent sovereign

Synopsis: The Bastion of the Twelve ​The Bastion of the Twelve is a sweeping, serialized epic that explores the themes of absolute possessiveness, domestic survival, and the legacy of blood. Spanning over eighty-five years, the narrative follows the lives of Xuan and Ning, two souls who abandon the hollow prestige of the city and the "obsidian throne" to build a private, fortified dynasty atop a rugged mountain estate. ​The Core Conflict ​The novel is driven by the tension between the world they left behind—characterized by "rivals," "ghosts of the past," and "city filth"—and the rigid, self-sufficient reality they create. Xuan, a man of iron will and extreme devotion, acts as the architect and protector, while Ning, the emotional anchor, provides the "sabr" (patience) and grace required to endure decades of isolation. ​Narrative Arc ​The Foundation: The early chapters establish their retreat to the mountain, where Xuan meticulously replaces the fragility of modern life with "iron-reinforced" structures and "lead-weighted" stability. ​The Expansion: As the story progresses, the couple raises a son and a daughter—twins—who eventually bring their own partners and children into the fold. The mountain becomes a micro-civilization, featuring its own forge, weave-room, observatory, and library. ​The Late Years: By age eighty, Xuan and Ning witness the "Quadruple Quickening," as four women in the family (their daughter-in-law and granddaughters) become pregnant simultaneously. ​The Legacy: The novel culminates at age eighty-five with the arrival of six great-grandchildren—three sets of twins—mirroring the original twin birth of Xuan and Ning’s own children. ​Themes and Style ​The novel is written in a highly rhythmic, evocative style where every chapter consists of exactly 50 lines. It utilizes recurring motifs—the scent of salt, the sound of gulls, the "vibrating stone-ledge," and the "iron-reinforced" security of their home. ​The story concludes with Chapter 500, depicting an eighty-four-member family gathered on the highest terrace. It is a "very happy ending" that celebrates the total victory of private love over public ambition, proving that the only true kingdom is the one built through decades of shared labor and unyielding loyalty. ​The Guiding Principle: > "The misunderstanding that a 'king' in the city could offer a truer reign than this was a dead lie... They were the masters of the mountain, two souls who had traded the obsidian throne for the joy of life."
haoranvelvet · 51.4k Views

Wuthering Waves: The Eroge

Solaris-3 is a world ravaged by otherworldly disasters, collectively known as the Lament. For the past 10,000 years, the planet has endured the onslaught of the Lament and its creations. But humanity continues to persist, and leading them; the Immortal and Mighty Rover, a man, a hero, who had transcended all human limits and had disappeared and reappeared throughout different eras across Sol-3. Having failed to fully defeat the Lament countless times in the past and carrying many regrets, the ever persistent Rover reappears once again in the current era to save humanity. But this time, with a different, more lustful approach, licking his life as he wills, claiming any woman he wants... Shame and sorrow be damned. Time for the rise of the harem God! -------------------------------------------------------------- Hello. I am the author of this vain fanfic. As a fan and day-1 player of the popular gacha game, Wuthering Waves, I wanted to write this fic. Wuwa has a great story, world and characters, but my complaint with it is the same as my complaint for every such gacha or even anime. Where the female characters fawn over the protagonist, whether boldly or subtely, but he never reciprocates or even acknowledges them. In this fic, I have basically reimagined the world of Wuwa as a hentai game, where things will largely remain the same as the original game’s story, but the protagonist, Rover, will reciprocate the feelings of all the female characters. He will not be a passive character, rather in many cases, he will the one to make advances, romantic or otherwise. There will be a lot of sex, blood and gore. There will also be character crossovers from other gamesz anime and franchises, all integrated into the world, story and lore of wuwa. This is undoubtedly and unapologetically a wish fulfillment, self insert and erotic fic. The story is not to be taken seriously, rather to be casually read and enjoyed at your own pace. Also, though I did say things will largely remain the same, in actuality there will be some differences, big and small, in the story, lore as well as the personalities of some characters, primarily the Rover himself. again, don’t take this story too seriously, then you may even like it despite my abhorrent writing ability. Also, please don’t forget to leave any reviews, whether praise or criticism. While this fic isn’t anything serious, it's always nice to have others evaluate your ideas and to engage with people who enjoy the same media as you. Thank you for your time and patience. **Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fanfiction, made out of love and appreciation towards Wuthering Waves. Its a novel written purely for fun and enjoyment, not for any profit or monetary reasons. Wuthering Waves is the property of Kuro Games, I don’t own shit**
OmniverseDivine · 38k Views

My Hidden Heresy Skill Forged an SSS-Ranked Harem for Infinite Points

[WARNING:R-18|Explicit content, graphic violence, and adult themes] Ryan, a programmer who had always been a failure with women and, because of his job, never had time for dating due to constant workplace exploitation. One month before the release of his company’s most ambitious RPG, he decided to take revenge by adding a secret “bug” to the game. A hidden skill called Debt. Every time the support character healed or buffed a heroine, a mandatory debt was generated. An order that had to be fulfilled. And if it wasn’t claimed, the skill would execute it automatically. The company discovered the code and punished him by forcing him to work without pay to fix it. Exhausted and on the verge of collapse, Ryan dies of a heart attack before he can remove the bug. But he awakens inside the game. Now he inhabits the body of the Rank B support in a party of Rank S heroines… and the Debt skill is still active. Ryan will have a significant advantage, because not only will he gain the normal experience and rewards from leveling up, but he will also receive the additional rewards granted by the Debt skill. With an advantage no one else possesses, Ryan must decide: Will he become a tyrant who manipulates his companions? Or will he use that power to survive, protect them, and become the only support capable of reaching S-Class hero rank? Because this time, he won’t let anyone exploit him again. Additional Tags: #No NTR | #No Polyamory (all the women are always focused on the MC) | #Comedy | #Adult | #Progression | #Overpowered Skill
Rudriel · 748.4k Views

The Names... RIYURA SHIKO! - 名前は…リユラ・シコ!

Some people perform joy so completely that nobody notices they’re drowning until the water is already over their head—and Riyura Shiko has turned that performance into an art form. Fifteen years old, purple-haired, red bow-tied, and explosively cheerful in the specific way of someone who learned early that being cheerful was safer than being honest, Riyura arrives at Jeremy High not as a normal transfer student—but as a walking thunderclap in a school uniform. Officially, he’s there for a “fresh start” after an incident involving pudding, a ferret, and one tragically heroic trampoline. Unofficially, he’s there because wherever Riyura goes, normality quietly packs its bags and leaves. Jeremy High is no ordinary school. Founded in 1876 under impossible circumstances—three suicidal teenagers, letters from a descendant who wouldn’t exist for a century, and a foundation built as much on suffering as it is on survival—it attracts the broken, the chaotic, and the unexplainable. Riyura fits in immediately… and completely disrupts everything anyway. From shouting greetings at trees to challenging athletes to dribble pineapples, from staging lunchtime operas about dumplings to turning every hallway into a stage, he floods the school with a kind of absurd, relentless energy that feels almost supernatural on its own. But beneath the chaos is something quieter. Something fragile. Because Riyura isn’t just trying to be seen—he’s trying not to disappear. Over the next four years, what unfolds is everything. Not just the ridiculous, high-energy nonsense of flying fruit and social disasters, but corruption networks, government conspiracies, psychic abilities tied to Edo-period bloodlines, time manipulation, preserved souls, and a brother who dies… and comes back? Government agents become allies. Truths unravel. The very sanctuary that saved them reveals the cost of its existence. And still—beneath all of that—the people matter most. Yakamira, sharp and analytical, alive against all odds. Miyaka, opening her pencil case every morning as an act of quiet defiance. Subarashī, scars catching the light as he declares himself to the world. Jisatsu, holding steady, fourteen months without a crisis. Pan, baking at 4 AM not because he has to—but because he chooses to. None of them are whole. All of them are trying. And together, they form something stubborn and unbreakable: a family built not from perfection, but from the refusal to let each other drown alone. Then comes graduation. Osaka. Cherry University. Cherry blossom seasons that feel too soft for everything they’ve survived. And the slow, difficult realization that surviving and living are entirely different skills. And many more characters in the main stage at that as per-usual. Riyura Shiko isn’t just the loudest person in the room. He’s the one most afraid of silence. His absurdity isn’t there to make you laugh—it’s there to overwhelm you, to push past the limits of what “normal” even means, to prove that being alive isn’t about fitting in, but about refusing to disappear. The humor isn’t clean, or even traditionally funny—it’s chaotic, excessive, and sometimes deliberately irritating. Because this story doesn’t aim to be funny. It aims to feel. Loudly. Uncomfortably. Honestly. This is the complete story of Riyura Shiko. From a teenager hiding behind a crooked bow tie and a perfectly rehearsed smile… to someone who slowly, painfully learns what genuine laughter actually feels like. From impossible walls to open skies. It costs something. It leaves something behind. Neither cancels the other out. THE NAMES… RIYURA SHIKO! - RATED MA26+. Still here. That’s always been enough. Because this series has the worst humor you could ever wish for. >;)
Shyzuli_Lolz · 93.2k Views

Crowned By Prophecy

In the war-scarred Arcanen Realm, peace is nothing more than a fragile illusion. For centuries, the Human Kingdom of Wirhan and the Demon Kingdom of Vragxyl have waged endless wars, their hatred written in blood and passed down through generations. Meanwhile, the witches of Solarik remain neutral, guarding secrets older than history itself. When a devastating conflict threatens to drive both races to extinction, a desperate treaty is forged, and the heirs of the three kingdoms are sent to the Academy of the Triad—a neutral ground where titles hold no power and ancient magic is sealed. Sierra Ashbourne, the human crown princess, has been raised to despise demons. Agor, the infamous Shadow Prince, is feared across the realm as a monster born of darkness. Forced to stand beneath the same roof, they become unwilling participants in a fragile peace neither truly trusts. But the Academy hides more than political games. Whispers of forgotten prophecies begin to surface. Secrets buried for centuries awaken within the shadows. And beyond the walls, something ancient stirs—a force capable of reducing the three kingdoms to ashes. With rivalries deepening, loyalties tested, and enemies lurking behind smiling faces, Sierra and Agor must decide whether to cling to the hatred that shaped them… Or risk everything for a truth powerful enough to change the fate of the world. Because some bonds are stronger than war. And some prophecies were never meant to remain. EXCERPTS She had been so lost in the prose, so consumed by the fictional fire and ice of the hero's touch, that she never heard him approach. "Well, well…" a deep voice drawled from the shadows. "I didn't take you for the type to enjoy such literature, Little Flame." Sierra nearly jumped out of her skin. Standing a few feet away, arms crossed and eyes gleaming with wicked amusement, was Agor. "I-it's just a book," she stammered, clutching it to her chest. "Oh, I'm sure it is." Before she could react, the Shadow Prince plucked the novel from her grasp and flipped through its pages. "Agor!" His smirk deepened. Then, in a low, husky voice that sent heat racing to her cheeks, he read aloud. "'His lips traced down her throat, marking her as his own—'" "Agor! Stop it!" A chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Didn't think you had such interests, Little Flame." Sierra glared at him. "You're insufferable." "And yet," he murmured, stepping closer, dark eyes fixed on her flushed face, "you're still standing here." His gaze dropped briefly to her lips before returning to her eyes. "Tell me, Princess…" He leaned close enough for his breath to brush her ear. "Do the books make you feel something?"
Niserze · 2.3k Views