The Retired Supporting

A once-mighty figure returned to the city; as a retired champion, he wove a new legendary story.

A loner boy, who’s always loved escaping into his RPG world, suddenly finds himself living as one of his game characters. But instead of becoming his favored fighter, he’s in the body of his second avatar—a support mage! Though he’s used to playing both roles, being the mage in real life is a whole new challenge. Now he must rely on his knowledge and skills to navigate this unfamiliar reality and survive as the game's "support." "Since Webnovel doesn't have a Gender Bender tag, this is a Gender Bender novel."

X-ranks. They are one rank higher than the average SSS-rank and two levels higher than the SS-rank. If the domain of touching the sky is SS-rank, and the realm of touching the stars is SSS-rank, then X-ranks should be depicted as beings capable of moving the stars. On a continent called Sun Land there exists a guild capable of mass producing X-ranks like they are cars ready to be sold to the nearest dealership. The country where the guild was created expanded the number of territories it controlled and ruled the continent with an iron might since their military strength has already been assured… Until one fateful day, the guildmaster of that X-Rank guild decided to leave the frontlines and retire. ________________________________________________ Disclaimers: 1. This novel will make your brain rot one way or another. 2. This is my attempt to make a novel where you only need to off your brain to read. 3. If you really don't like the story, leave your 1 star/2 star reviews here. I accept all criticism as I will not take it to heart. 4. Currently paused until July 1st 2024.

All characters in this story are depicted as 18 years old or older. There is no sexual content involving minors. ••••• One hundred and seven years have passed since the Great War shook the continent. The world no longer remembers the nameless hero who once saved it. Now retired, Caled Stellarion lives in obscurity—until a beautiful elf, the enigmatic Head of Magic Association, tracks him down with a single request: “I need a professor who can govern them all. You’re the only one I trust.” With that, he is appointed Archscholar—a legendary position with absolute authority over all the prestigious all-girls magic academies scattered across the continent. The catch? There are no teachers. No guardians. No one left to guide these wild, powerful, and hopelessly eccentric girls. “Then what exactly am I here for?” “To answer their cries for help... every single one of them.” From cursed swordswomen and explosive alchemists to seductive beastkin and lonely mages, each student hides a problem only he can solve. And with every mission, every personal club he visits, and every heart he touches—they begin to fall for him. Magic clashes. Emotions ignite. Clothes... often vanish. But behind every flirtation lies a deeper mystery. Just what is the elf really planning—and can this forgotten hero remain retired when the world is far from saved? Overpowered hero. Academy chaos. Mission-based harem building. Smut-filled, magic-fueled romance awaits. ••••• Just so you know: ❌ No rape – All intimate scenes are consensual. ❌ No NTR – No cheating, no stealing lovers. The girls fall for him only. ❌ No yuri – No girl x girl romance. This is a male-centered harem.

The story continues after Guo Baiyu and Zhao Renshu retired, they traveled the land with Ping'an, leaving behind the legacy they accumulated together for their disciples to continue to pass on.

They called him useless. No flashy spells. No sword skills. Just a quiet support mage who healed wounds, cleansed curses, and buffered stats from the back lines. For five long years, Caelum Thorne served the Hero’s party, patching their bodies, shielding their minds, and bending his own soul to keep the arrogant Hero and his chosen companions alive. But when they finally entered the Demon Lord’s domain, they left him behind. Literally. Wounded. Drained. Alone. Caelum died that day. Or so the world thought. But something ancient in the depths of that ruin answered his final, whispered plea. A forgotten relic, half-god, half-grimoire, merged with his broken body and gave birth to something new. Not a hero. Not a villain. A curseweaver. A soulbinder. A Support Mage no longer bound by support alone. Now reborn with forbidden magic and the memories of betrayal etched deep into his veins, Caelum enters the Arcane Frontier under a false identity. There, amidst the shattered hierarchy of a corrupt mage academy and a looming war between kingdoms, he plots his quiet return, not for revenge, but to reshape what it means to be strong. Because the world forgot the value of the ones who stand behind heroes. And this time, Caelum doesn’t intend to stand behind anyone.

A ruthless corporate strategist wakes up in a mud-filled trench during the Crimean War, inside the disgraced body of Captain Alistair Peregrine Finchley. Branded a coward. Hated by London. Assets frozen. Empire wants him hanged. Finchley wants tea. Now stuck in an alternate Victorian Britain era with only a sarcastic, old-fashioned “Gentleman’s Ledger” and his battlefield instincts, Finchley sets one goal, Retire in peace. Preferably rich. Definitely far away from cannon fire. But peace is expensive. And the empire is on sale. So he does what any disgraced noble with a modern MBA and a sniper with math-based hearing would do... turn a slum pawnshop into an intelligence network, and recruits a squad of misfits. While they do the dirty work, Finchley delegates, invests, and drinks tea. But retirement isn't so easy to outsource, especially when the gentleman ledger he carries mysteries of its own. And the Empire? It’s about to go on the market. "War? No, thank you. I’m building a pension."

Cain got stuck in the land of demonkind! I sure hope he survives.

Qin An was a former senior grim reaper who retired after serving the underworld for thousands of years. Because of his outstanding service and had enough merits, he was given a chance to become a human and unexpectedly transmigrated to the Interstellar era. But, how can he live his retirement days when has no money and everything? So, Qin An entered a reality talent show for idols and became an existence that everyone admires to.

"Your world is about to change." A voice whispered to me. I turned around but everywhere was dark and I couldn't make anything or anyone out. "Who is there?" I called out into the darkness. "I'm a friend Arin, no need to be frightened." The soft voice called out to me. "What do you want with me?" I questioned, my senses on high alert as I could feel the person moving around me in circles. "I don't want anything from you. I'm here to help you." The woman revealed and my brows furrowed in confusion. "Help me?" I asked. Arin is an omega born into the Bloodfang Pack, a role she’s long accepted but never fully embraced. Growing up with her best friend Siena, who dreams of becoming Luna, Arin has always been overlooked and dismissed by those around her, especially the Alpha’s sons, the triplets Kael, Jaxon, and Rowan. However, on her 18th birthday, everything shifts when Arin learns that her mate bond has been forged with one of the triplets. The triplets, each with their own distinct personalities and goals, are drawn into a tangled web of competition, love, and duty. Arin’s bond shifts between them, causing tension and uncertainty within the Pack. But Arin’s journey takes an unexpected turn when she learns of her true heritage: she is the descendant of an ancient royal bloodline, and her powers are linked to the Moonwell, the Pack’s most sacred and powerful source of life. As the Moonwell begins to fade, Arin’s destiny is revealed. Only she can restore the Moonwell and save the Pack, but doing so means losing her mate bond forever. The battle for the Pack’s future escalates when a betrayal leads to a civil war, and one of the triplets sacrifices himself to protect Arin and restore balance. With the Pack’s survival hanging by a thread, Arin must face the harsh reality of her choices and what it means to lead.

They call him Ghost. A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles. To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake. To his enemies, he’s a death sentence. To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family. But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke. After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order: "That was your last mission." Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him. But war forged more than his body and name. Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret. One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms. He’s not just a weapon. He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood. A man of many names, and many shadows. Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes. And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.

She thought she was free. Until a billionaire and his daughter saw her — and decided she was theirs. One wanted a wife. The other wanted a mother. Neither asked if she agreed. They watched her for two years. Followed her every move. Until one day, they flew across the world and bought her future — with smiles, paperwork, and charm that smelled like roses but felt like chains. Now, she sleeps in silk sheets she didn’t choose. Wears clothes she didn’t buy. Answers to a name she didn’t earn. Every touch is a test. Every night is a transaction. And every whispered “I love you” is a warning. She hides pills beneath her tongue. She dreams of running. But there is no escape — only a cage made of wealth, obsession, and unbearable intimacy. Because he doesn’t just want her body. He wants her compliance. Her mind. Her loyalty. Her womb. And when the daughter discovers the truth — she doesn’t cry. She accuses. Now the doors are locked. The smiles are gone. And the only thing more terrifying than being watched… is being needed. This isn’t love. This is possession with a wedding ring. This is family, twisted into obsession. This is what happens when a girl becomes the answer to someone else's madness.

A history professor discovers a coded manuscript in Spain and after deciphering the codex, he appears dead as part of the rituals of a secret society from the Middle Ages and sends the manuscript to two people, one of whom is Gregory Evans, who is now part of a plot in which he is one of the chosen ones by this sect to protect the greatest relic of all time, the Ark of the Covenant. In yet another surprising plot full of twists and turns, Gregory Evans races against time and unravels humanity's greatest mystery, without knowing that everyone has been deceived the whole time.

Cryptocurrency has revolutionized finance, drawing both eager investors and cunning scammers. I encountered one such scam through a fraudulent website, Coexus Pro, which epitomized the darker side of this digital landscape. The site promised lucrative daily returns through an “arbitrage trading crypto bot” and cleverly mimicked the branding of a trusted cryptocurrency exchange, fostering a false sense of security. Enticed by the prospect of a consistent 1% daily return, I invested a substantial amount, hoping to capitalize on this seemingly golden opportunity. Initially, the platform performed as promised: returns appeared in my account, and I successfully withdrew funds without issues. This early success bolstered my confidence, convincing me I had made a savvy investment. However, my optimism was short-lived. When I attempted another withdrawal, I was informed that my account balance had fallen below a supposed “liquidity requirement,” necessitating an additional deposit. Trusting their explanation, I complied, believing it was a minor setback. Yet, when I tried to withdraw again, I was met with a new excuse: “blockchain congestion,” which they claimed would delay my funds for 24 days. As days stretched into weeks, my anxiety grew. After 50 days, I contacted their support team, only to face another demand—a 15% fee for “technical support” from a fictitious “Federal Reserve blockchain regulator.” The realization hit me: I had been ensnared by a sophisticated scam. The website soon vanished, replaced by a nearly identical one, continuing the deception. Desperate for answers, I turned to social media and found a review from another victim who had endured a similar ordeal. They praised Digital Tech Guard Recovery for recovering their funds. Inspired, I contacted Digital Tech Guard Recovery, whose cybersecurity expertise offered hope. While awaiting their response, I vowed to stay vigilant to avoid future scams in the volatile crypto world. Ultimately, their efforts paid off, and I recovered my funds, underscoring the value of diligence and seeking professional help in the face of fraud. WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Zangi 10-4490-6657

A retired special forces captain finds peace serving coffee in the mist-locked village that raised him—until a wounded stranger arrives, unearthing gentle secrets about his past and testing the community that calls him *“The Bridge.”*

Lance, an ordinary high school senior, is on the cusp of a normal summer when the world begins to unravel. As demonic forces rise, he discovers a hidden destiny: he is a Bellator, a descendant of ancient heroes with godlike powers. Thrust into a perilous world, Lance must quickly master his newfound abilities and join forces with a secretive order. Alongside his best friend, Elizabeth, he embarks on a perilous quest to stop the impending apocalypse and save humanity.

In the year 2034, after the conclusion of the tenth World Tournament of the game Runes and Worlds, the retired two-time champion of the early tournaments, Kobayashi Arata, sets out to find a new MMORPG to play with his recently retired friend Kiyoshi to start a new adventure. After a disappointing search, he decides to go to sleep, only to awaken in a world that doesn't quite resemble what he remembered, and in a body that is not as masculine as he remembered.

I just wanted a quiet life. A little cottage in the countryside. Maybe an apple orchard. A lazy dog named Bento. That was the dream. What I got instead? – A medieval fantasy world – A collapsing barony – And a debt the size of a dragon’s ass. Every time I try to quit, something worse shows up—trade wars, sword-swinging lunatics, princesses with investment portfolios, and demon lords pitching franchise models like it’s Shark Tank. I wanted a nap. Instead I’m reverse-engineering the economy, manipulating supply chains, and inventing products that shouldn’t exist in this world. Magic? Boring. Swords? Overrated. But a mana-crystal monopoly? Now that’s real power. I’m not a hero. I’m not some chosen genius. I’m just a tired bastard trying to retire… Without dying broke. Or accidentally founding an empire.

Tang Yue inexplicably became a female supporting character in an old-style xianxia (immortal cultivation) novel. She discovered that not only did she lack a cheat or golden finger, but there was also a ring embedded in her chest — one that could take her life at any moment. The ring: Only by working hard to become more beautiful can you stay alive! After eight years of intense cultivation, Tang Yue finally achieved a life-saving level of beauty. Then she heard the latest rumor: “Chu Tianshu is truly irresistible. I heard the city lord’s youngest daughter is trying to attract his attention by...”

"Ding! You just died from a fish bone stuck in your throat. Would you like to bind to the system?" Original Title: 快穿之女配要逆天改命 Author: 张家书迷一枚

> In a world where demon outbreaks tear through cities like wildfire, only the elite Rankers stand between chaos and annihilation. Anya, known as the Ice Queen, is cold, brilliant, and battle-hardened beyond her years. Leading Unit-7, she lives by the blade and hides behind silence. But when a mission goes wrong, and she’s forced to shield an innocent child with her own body, a mysterious boy named Dev appears from nowhere—his timing perfect, his aura unknown, and his presence... unsettling. From cursed zones to tangled emotions, Anya’s world begins to fracture—and within the ashes, something stirs. What happens when fire touches ice? “Ashes of the Void” is a fast-paced anime-style fantasy drama filled with demon battles, squad bonds, emotional awakenings, and sparks of romance. Perfect for fans of Solo Leveling, Demon Slayer, and Jujutsu Kaisen.

As a military woman, I’ve been trained to stay alert and think tactically, but nothing prepared me for the emotional and financial ambush I experienced online. It started innocently enough. While stationed overseas, I connected with someone on social media who claimed to be a successful crypto trader. He was charismatic, well-spoken, and incredibly supportive. Over the course of several months, he built my trust. He didn’t rush anything. We talked almost every day about life, service, family, and eventually, finances. He made me feel seen and understood, and I truly began to believe there could be a future with him. He slowly introduced me to his world of crypto investing. At first, I was skeptical. But he showed me a platform where he said he made consistent profits, even offering to help me get started. I watched my investment appear to grow rapidly on the site. It looked real. It felt real. Encouraged by what I saw and the bond I thought we had, I invested more and more until I’d put in a total of $250,000. It was everything I had saved. Then one day, he vanished. No calls. No messages. The platform stopped working. My heart sank. I knew I’d been scammed. I felt betrayed, embarrassed, and helpless. I might be tough in uniform, but behind the screen, I was just a woman who’d been deceived. That’s when I found FUNDS RETRIEVER ENGINEER. From the first call, they treated me with respect and urgency. Their team got to work immediately. They were able to trace the funds through 12 different crypto wallets, following a digital trail most would never find. Eventually, they tracked the money to a real exchange account, one that the scammer had linked to his identity. That mistake cost him.Thanks to FUNDS RETRIEVER ENGINEER expertise, $187,000 of my stolen funds were recovered before they could be laundered or hidden. They worked with international authorities and the exchange to freeze the assets in time. I’m still healing, but I’m no longer a silent victim. I’m speaking out because if it happened to me, a woman in the military, it could happen to anyone. Don’t stay silent. There’s help out there. FUNDS RETRIEVER ENGINEER gave me a second chance. For help W H A T S A P P: +1 8 0 2 9 5 2 3 4 7 0 EmaIL F U N D S R E T R I E V E R [@] E N G I N E E R. C O M OR S U P P O R T @ F U N D S R E T R I E V E R [@] E N G I N E E R. C O M WEBSITE https://fundsretrieverengineer.com

Shen QingShu, 22, died in an accident. His biggest regret before his death was that he’d been single all his life. He obviously wasn’t a monk, but he’d never eaten meat. Then, when he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome, self-assured man standing before him. The handsome man parted his thin lips slightly and asked, “Wanna have a one-night stand?” Shen QingShu didn’t hesitate at all. “Let’s do it! Twice!” The next morning, Shen QingShu woke up aching all over. Only then did he discover he’d transmigrated into a book. The handsome guy beside him who’d gone two rounds with him was the protagonist gong, Han Cheng, the second son of the Han Group. And the original owner of this body was just a disliked, death-seeking cannon fodder. Shen QingShu: …Well, this is f*cking awkward. But Shen QingShu didn’t panic. Anyway, he was just a cannon fodder. He figured they’d part in a few days He knew he was a tool man, a character who only existed to develop the plot. -Half a year later- Shen QingShu looked at the man next to him and wondered: It’s been more than six months. Why hasn’t he left already? Until the day he saw the protagonist shou and Han Cheng meet by accident. Tool man Shen QingShu immediately felt the call of duty. Eyes shining, he prepared to push the plot forward. “Don’t come looking for me in the future.” Shen QingShu was extremely self-aware. Han Cheng was shocked. “Why? Do you have feelings for someone else? Who is it?” Shen QingShu: … Darling, this reaction isn’t quite right. “I don’t accept this,” Han Cheng said, furious. “One day as husband and wife means a hundred days of grace. Can you even calculate how much grace we have?” Shen QingShu: … No, wait, what are you talking about? It’s not like I’m your wife. I’m just a tool man, and it’s time for me to go offline! However, Shen QingShu found that not only did the protagonist gong refuse to let him go offline, he was going to make him his bride! Shen QingShu: I’m crying. By Lin Ang Si

Weary reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, shadowy shelves of this somber library. However, I regret to inform you that this book is ill. Your fingers should be able to feel the raised, diseased growths on the surface of its cover. The words, written long ago, cling to the pages like parasites, hoping for someone to observe their writhing, to feel them, analyze them, and touch the diseased core of this story. If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition.

Shujaa Mkubwa's Dying Sun Empire has overstayed its welcome by a century or two. In every corner of Ihlok Vartul's four continents, people are holding onto life, gods, and spirits as they try to avoid being crushed by the weight of industry, political corruption, and realpolitik. In this, the unremarkable Basic have it worst, skittering between the thundering boots of magic and blessing. Young Fortus Ngubane is just about ready to quit.

In the sacred kingdom of Elysera, under a sky blessed by twin suns and songs of angels, the Great Holy Ritual of Summoning was finally completed. A blinding pillar of light exploded at the center of the Grand Cathedral. The High Saintess Seraphiel, a woman of divine beauty and infinite patience, stepped forward with grace. Beside her stood the Female Chosen One, a young warrior with a silver sword and an expression sharp enough to cut demons. The light faded, revealing their long-awaited savior. The Male Chosen One. But what emerged from the divine light… was not what they expected. A young man in ragged pajamas, holding a manga in one hand and mumbling something about “panty shots,” stood blinking in the holy chamber. "HOLY CHOSEN ONE!" Seraphiel announced, her voice echoing through the stained glass halls. "Yo," said the man, scratching his butt. "Wait, is this… an isekai? SWEET! Are there elves?" Seraphiel, maintaining her saintly calm, bowed slightly. "Brave one, your destiny is to defeat the Demon King and save our world—" Before she could finish, the Male Chosen One turned and locked eyes with the Female Chosen One. Then—without hesitation—he lunged forward and tried to lift her skirt. Time seemed to slow. A hush fell across the cathedral. SLAP! The sound echoed like divine thunder. THWACK! A well-aimed kick launched the pervert into a stained glass window featuring the image of a benevolent angel. He crashed through it and landed in the holy fountain. "B-BUT THAT’S HOW IT STARTS IN THE MANGA!" he sputtered, coughing water. The Female Chosen One, glaring, muttered, “That’s the Demon King, right? We summoned the wrong guy.” Seraphiel pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “...Perhaps fate has a sense of humor.” And so began the chaotic journey of a very perverted "hero", a holy saintess barely holding it together, and a Female Chosen One who seriously considered joining the demon army instead.