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Palace Fighting: Naive Concubines' Ascent to Power

In the first episode, Little Palace Maid Lian Hua, holding tea leaves, thought to curry favor with Zhaoyi. The Emperor intercepted her halfway, and before she could react, he hijacked her tea leaves, leaving her bewildered. In the second episode, she wanted to curry favor with the Noble Consort. During the Noble Consort's birthday feast, she hadn't even presented the meticulously prepared tea leaves before the Emperor seized them, leaving her aggrieved. In the third episode, she had just sneaked out with the Palace Maids to pick bamboo shoots, planning to go back and cook something delicious when the Emperor burst out of nowhere wanting to freeload a meal. If it wasn't tasty, he would punish her, she managed to barely pass muster by exerting all her energy. Before she could feel relieved, the Emperor told her he was also staying to sleep! This time, he was thoroughly taking advantage of her, enjoying free food and lodging without the slightest intention of rewarding her. At night, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. All the silver she had saved up in earlier years had been used to sustain the Emperor. Now that the money was gone, she feared being punished for not being able to support him in the future. The more she thought, the sadder she got, her tears plopping down, which woke the Emperor sleeping beside her. In a flurry, the Emperor consoled her, "There, there, don't cry, don't cry. I haven't even had time to reward you, how could I punish you!" After much consoling, and finally with his promise to provide for her sustenance, she turned her tears into laughter. The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. This Little Concubine would need to be favored properly from now on—he dared not make her cry again. →→【This story has concluded, thank you for reading】→→ New book recommendation: "Consort of the Roll-Royce is Here, Run!"—It's a good read! Please add it to your favorites.
Whistling Autumn Wind · 497.6K Views

Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep. ========== Discord Server: https://discord.gg/VjFQtDUaTR
The_One_Who_Was · 1.3M Views

MUTATE or BURN, I will DESTROY the WORLD!

A sickle lodged deep in his neck, cold steel biting through flesh. Voices murmured around him, debating his fate as blood poured in thick rivulets, staining the ground beneath him. His vision wavered, the world blurring at the edges. Fragments of memory surfaced, slipping through his grasp as darkness crept in. With faltering breath, he muttered a prayer. "Pitiful child," a voice crooned, its melody both soothing and unsettling. Then—screeching tires. A violent crash. From nowhere, a truck barreled through the alley, crushing him and his murderers beneath its weight. The world went silent. Kevin awoke. The question of where he was lingered in his mind, yet he could feel it. An eerie, suffocating void stretched around him, vast and oppressive. There was no warmth, no sound, only the weight of nothingness pressing down, as if his very soul could wither away. "Pitiful child," the voice whispered again, its presence weaving through the void. "Love evades you. Singled out, discarded, assumed to be nothing. No one would mourn your disappearance." A flicker of sadness crossed Kevin’s face. "But there is no redemption for you here either. You will serve as a tool for my adversary, fulfilling what I cannot. Your existence has granted me this moment, and in return, you will perish as you were always meant to. Your memories of this life and our encounter will fade" A hand emerged from the abyss, pale and grotesque, reaching for him. Kevin’s very being twisted. A sensation beyond pain, beyond fear—something worse. An unbearable pressure built inside him, warping his essence, as though he were unravelling, torn apart from within. Then came the rage. A lifetime of being used, manipulated, and discarded. Again and again, others had shaped his fate, moulding him to their will. Even now, even here, the cycle continued. No more. Through the agony, he roared. "I will not be what you want or what anyone wants. Even without my memories, I will hunt, I will devour, and I will carve my own path. It doesn’t matter if you are a god or the devil” The entity smiled. "I am no god. I am no devil. " Its voice echoed, a whisper and a thunderclap all at once. "I am A@#!@ro♧h!!"
Martin_Moorning · 2.7K Views

AKADEMI WAKTU

Akademi Waktu adalah sebuah lembaga misterius yang berada di luar dimensi manusia biasa, tempat di mana waktu bukan hanya dipelajari, tetapi juga dibentuk. Di bawah kepemimpinan Kepala Waktu yang usianya terlupakan oleh sejarah, akademi ini bertugas menjaga keseimbangan peradaban dengan mengawasi perjalanan waktu yang terus berkembang. Di dalam akademi ini, para murid belajar untuk memahami dan melindungi jalannya sejarah, termasuk ancaman dari makhluk temporal bernama Gharax, monster yang mampu memanipulasi waktu dan tak terkalahkan oleh manusia. Rael, seorang murid baru dengan tekad membara, datang dengan tujuan untuk mempelajari seni pertempuran temporal dan mengalahkan Gharax yang telah menghancurkan kerajaan demi kerajaan. Di sampingnya, Guru Aelia, seorang ahli manipulasi waktu, mengajarkan bahwa untuk mengalahkan Gharax, mereka harus memahami waktu seperti musuh mereka sendiri. Selain itu, Akademi Waktu juga mengesahkan takhta para pemimpin besar. Rania, putri dari seorang raja yang baru saja meninggal, harus menjalani ujian berat untuk mendapatkan pengesahan sebagai ratu. Ujian tersebut tak hanya berkaitan dengan pengetahuan sejarah, tetapi juga dengan kemampuannya untuk mempertahankan kerajaan di tengah ancaman Gharax yang semakin mendekat. Kepala Waktu dan Dewan Pengawas Waktu menyaksikan perjalanan Rael dan Rania yang penuh tantangan. Mereka harus belajar mengendalikan waktu, menghadapi ancaman dari luar dan dalam, serta memilih jalan yang dapat menyelamatkan peradaban mereka. Namun, di balik ujian ini, Gharax yang legendaris siap menguji takdir mereka, dan hanya mereka yang benar-benar memahami waktu yang akan mampu bertahan. Akademi Waktu berdiri sebagai benteng terakhir yang menjaga keseimbangan dunia, dan perjalanan Rael serta Rania akan menentukan nasib peradaban yang ada.
KURA01 · 876 Views

Doomsday Elevator

The elevator stank of burnt wiring and adrenal sweat. Lucas Hayes came to consciousness with his cheek pressed against cold steel, the floor vibrating with the machine's perpetual ascent. A cracked display panel flickered: DAY 9 | SAFETY DURATION 00:03:44. Three warped tones echoed as the system imprinted directly onto his retinas: [Precognitive Matrix Activated] [Sector Transition Imminent] His vision fractured into augmented reality overlays. Bloodshot eyes darted between floating diagnostics: [Destination: Floor 248] Threat Classification: Standard Biohazards (Homo corruptus) x20 Recommended Arsenal: Bladed weapons (76% efficacy) Reward Manifest: Silver Cache (Full eradication required) Lucas gripped the shock-baton strapped to his thigh, its ceramic surface still smeared with luminescent fungal spores from yesterday's skirmish. The elevator's speakers emitted a decaying piano chord as new text scrolled through static: [Destination: Floor 249] Containment Unit: Obsidian Reliquary (SCP-XXXX Variant) Threat Level: White (Placid) His boot tapped rhythm against the floor where Natalie Evans had bled out seven cycles ago. The memory played in crystal clarity - her screams syncing perfectly with the elevator's current pitch-shifted rendition of Clair de Lune. [Destination: Floor 250] Entity Designation: Noctis lamia (Cognitive Hazard Class C)* Survival Probability: 41.2±18% The control panel erupted in fractal patterns as reality glitched. Lucas glimpsed William Carter's skeleton key lodged in the emergency brake slot - the same key that had melted through three layers of Kevlar when its owner died. "Beta protocol. Always beta." He smashed blood-crusted knuckles against the floor selector. The elevator screamed in harmonic resonance as it deviated from its programmed path.
DaoistfRF8HJ · 7.6K Views

Bride of the beta devil

Almost 1000 years ago, when men sought to be like gods, the black Lily cult decided to make a god of their own, Damien, but something went wrong, turning the “god” into a devil. He caused havoc on the earth so much that heaven itself had to shut him down. 800 years later, Harriet Andrada Brown, a 17-year-old high school senior in her last year, who had been fascinated with the supernatural for as long as she could remember—more specifically, devils. On the first day of her school field trip, she came face-to-face with a mysterious boy she had never seen before; he was about her age. She later came to know him as Damien. Through the excursion, they had various encounters that led her to believe he was no ordinary boy, but her curiosity ended as they graduated, putting an end to their meeting, or so she thought. Months later, they find themselves at the same college. Convinced she’s being stalked, she decided to confront him, which ends up taking her to his home. Unknown to her, this boy, Damien, turned out to be a devil—the very devil she had been looking for all along. While in his house, she accidentally gets cursed, cursed to have a part of his power lodged in her, making her a target for the forces who want said power. Now she’s living her life, trying to make it through each day with a death sentence around her neck. With the help of Damien and the other devils, will she survive, or will the curse cut her down before she can be saved?
Mercy_Zakari · 5.2K Views

Pembalasan Tuan Muda Saputra

Setelah dua puluh dua tahun berlalu, nama Saputra kembali muncul di dunia bisnis internasional. Rizal Yasa Saputra, yang konon telah meninggal dunia, tiba-tiba muncul kembali dengan niat yang gelap. Meskipun tak seorang pun yang mengetahui tentang kepribadiannya yang sebenarnya, kehadiran nama besar Gen Saputra mengguncang dunia industri. Bahkan, perusahaan Saputra yang hampir bangkrut berhasil bangkit dan mengancam pesaing-pesaingnya. Namun, di balik kejayaan tersebut, tersembunyi rahasia kelam yang harus diungkap. Tidak ada yang mengetahui bagaimana penampilan Tuan Muda Saputra saat ini. Setelah peristiwa tragis yang menimpanya, tak seorang pun menduga bahwa satu-satunya putra Saputra yang masih hidup memiliki kemampuan yang sehebat pendahulunya. Dalam bayang-bayang kutukan mengerikan, ia kembali untuk membalas dendam. Dalam perjalanan mencari kebenaran, Tuan Muda Saputra harus mengungkap tabir misteri di balik penghancuran dinasti keluarga Saputra. Apakah ia akan berhasil mengungkap dalang yang bertanggung jawab atas nasib keluarganya? Ataukah ia akan terjebak dalam permainan yang lebih berbahaya? Dalam cerita ini, kita akan menyaksikan perjalanan Tuan Muda Saputra yang penuh dengan ketegangan, konspirasi, dan pertempuran batin yang tak terduga. Siapakah yang akan bertahan di ujung pembalasan yang membara ini? Mari kita ikuti kisah seru "Pembalasan Tuan Muda Saputra" dan temukan bagaimana segala intrik dan dendam itu akan terurai!
Daoistovzdb · 191 Views

EVEN AS A SLAVE, THE HEAVENLY DEMON’S MIGHT SHALL TAME THE BEAUTIES

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ] My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre. As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade—a masterpiece of folded steel—dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however—they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon. Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic. Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated: “[Project God Executioner has been activated.]" "[Accept?]" the voice asked. With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise—not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.
Rene_Tokiori · 59.9K Views
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