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Did Kenpachi Died

Apocalypse Blessing - Did I Become an Extra?

What would you do if the gods abandoned your planet? Demons, monsters, and other supernatural forces have taken over the world. In this case, humans have become a source of nourishment for these supernatural beings. In such a world, the only way to survive is to receive God's blessings. Sam is an ordinary human on this planet who has not received any blessings. However, something unexpected happens: he gains memories from a parallel universe. These memories reveal to him that his life is part of a story. What will he do now? Without a blessing, it is nearly impossible for him to survive in this dangerous environment. Fortunately, Gods haven't completely abandoned him. Will he find a way to survive in this dangerous world and create his own story, or will he remain just an extra character in someone else's tale? ------------------------------------------------ Hey guys, English is not my first language. I hope you all enjoy this and if you have any suggestions, please comment. -------------------------------------------------- [https://discord.gg/C5kUjxVwMC] My discord link. Join guys and if you have any suggestions, tell me.] You can also support me in PayPal - https://www.paypal.me/SmallOtaku ____________________________ # 50 Power stone = 1 extra chapter # 85 Power stone = 2 extra chapter #20 Golden ticket = 1 extra chapter # 50 Golden ticket = 2 extra chapters # 1 Gift = 1 extra chapter # 1 Super Gift = 2 extra chapter
Small_Otaku · 110.4K Views

Cameraman Never Dies

In the greed-filled world of corporate empires and magic knights, Min Jae was a king in business, with pockets so deep he could drown in them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could. Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman. No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth. Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all? Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate. Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist? --- Just a quick disclaimer: The book steers clear of any unwanted adult stuff. However, it does feature a potentially disturbing amount of violence—enough to make you wonder about the author's mental health. So proceed with caution—and maybe a shield!
CloudCatcher · 349.2K Views

When Did I Become An Artifact Dealer?!

One scam package, That's all it took to drag the 17-year-old Cail into the world of the void. ... He thought he had ordered a limited-edition sneakers. But what came was a shady-looking package on his front gate. It smelled like rotten egg and sulfur. Inside the package was a strange box. It's filled with eccentric junk. They looked very intricate and mysterious. He thought, ''I probably got someone else's package, a package from someone that was very interested in mysticism.'' An old coin, a cracked compass, a ring with an ugly center stone, and some other weird looking trinkets. So he did what any broke student would do: He sold it. He figured someone might want them for cosplay or something. Well, except the gold-rimmed glasses that seemed to fit him very well. "Damn, I paid 7,000 nu for that sneaker; I better get something out from this scam package." Then all hell broke loose. Strange people started approaching him. People brought that junk. Very strange people wearing suspicious get up trying to buy those stuff in the sketchiest manner possible. As he kept selling, he realized that the box was refilling, it seemed to have an endless supply of those strange stuff. Those people called it 'artifacts'. Then one day he woke up with a strange tattoo on his arm; inside the tattoo was an independent space containing the box. It is basically inseparable from him. "I didn't ask for any of this to happen. But now, strange people come to me with desperate offers. Money, memories, and even soul." He's just trying to survive high school while earning some money! He had no idea what was going on, but apparently, this thing that he got? It's not just an artifact. It's a contract. As Cail navagates school life, part-time jobs, and otherworldly clients, he starts asking the real question: When did I become an artifact dealer?! By day, he is just an ordinary student, a NPC character. And by night? He is The Dealer. Selling ancient items and dealing with people that he probably shouldn't be talking to. "Since I'm already in this mess, might as well profit off of it."
Zion_Mei · 233.2K Views

GODS DON’T BLEED (BUT I DID)

"You of all people should know this — you can NOT play fair in an UNFAIR world!" Winter Ogundele was born a princess of Egwura to a weak mother and an absent father who ruled from a distance so cold it burned. Left to the wolves of the court, she clung to one soul who dared to stand beside her, Zaynah, her best and only friend whom she believed saw her. Her mother’s death broke something within her. Her father’s silence only poured salt in her wound. So she searched. For strength and for power all for the reason to be seen, respected but most importantly loved. She waged wars and won, yet never earned the respect of the court. One day she returned home triumphant, at the gates, Winter expected cheers. But instead, she was draped in chains and charged with treason. Branded a traitor and hunted by the very kingdom she bled for, Winter flees into exile with her enemy, only to discover her father’s heart isn’t cruel... it’s cursed and controlled. With whispers of sea-born magic thick in the air, she makes an unthinkable sacrifice to save the only family she has left. But power always comes with a price. From her ashes rose not a woman. Not a soldier. But something much, much worse: a god with a score to settle. This isn’t a story where true love’s kiss saves the day. This is the story of a girl the world rejected. So what happens when she stops asking to be loved? And instead demands to be remembered? ⸻ ⚠ Content Warning: This book contains strong language, controversial themes, moral ambiguity, graphic sexual content, and scenes of violence and emotional trauma. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ⸻ Trigger Warning: Includes depictions of sex, abuse, blood, grief, and morally gray characters. Not suitable for sensitive readers. ⸻ Note: This story walks the edge of pain and power. It’s raw, explicit, and unfiltered. Read only if you’re ready to bleed with it. Author’s Note: Thank you for choosing to read my book. Voting, Comments, Shares and Ratings would always be encouraged, welcomed and appreciated by your girl xoxo Samantha
Samantha_R_Samuel · 3.5K Views

To Save the World My Father Died For -Niosbane

‎"That day…That day, I made a promise... ‎A promise to save the world from whatever the hell this is. ‎ ‎Whatever turned it into something worse than hell itself. This is the world my father died for. And now… here I am, in a place that peoples call hell... ‎ ‎Standing face to face with the very ones who caused all of this. ‎ ‎But I have no power…No one...I am bleeding… ‎ ‎Bleeding so much that even words can’t measure the depth of the pain this blood has caused. ‎ ‎And with every drop I lose, Hope fades away further from the hands of the people... ‎From humanity... ‎From every lifeform that passed their power down to me. ‎ ‎I cannot disappoint them. ‎I won’t.... ‎ ‎I must stand… and fight... ‎Even if I’ve lost my arms , even if I lost my will to fight. ‎ ‎This… this cannot be the end right? ‎ ‎*Breath* ‎ ‎This breath… ‎It holds the hope of all life that still matters. ‎ ‎“.......” ‎ ‎Thousands of years ago, the world was a beautiful and peaceful place, something what people call paradise….It really was tho. ‎ ‎It was under the protection of the divine hand of God, ‎ ‎Shielding all life from evil. ‎But that hand…it Died or maybe it's not only the hand which died. ‎ ‎Like a sacred banyan tree offering shade from the sun’s burning rage. ‎ ‎Once it was gone, those who rested beneath it felt the pain of the heat. ‎ ‎And so, Earth...once innocent and sinless ‎Became stained with sin. ‎ ‎Or perhaps… ‎God was killed by something that transcends even god. ‎ ‎Something so beyond , so vast, ‎That it taught all life the meaning of desire. ‎ ‎And with it, the seed of evil. ‎ ‎It is said that those closest to God are the ones the devil desires most to corrupt. But as long as God remains, He guides them, shelters them, keeps their hearts from straying. Yet once God is gone, once that divine light fades those once nearest to Him may become worse than anything imaginable. ‎ ‎For without His guidance, even angels can fall… and fall further than demons ever could. ‎ ‎It was not a lie after all... ‎ ‎Closest to God were the Nio who were ‎Divine beings forged with power no mortal should ever wield. They who had always used their power for the wellbeing of God's creation, with the touch of evil became something worse than the devil ever could. ‎ ‎ ‎They turned against the very creation they were meant to protect. ‎ ‎Driven by corruption, ‎They became something far worse than demons who are worse than the worst sinner. ‎ ‎With that began the long dark age for all humanity as humanity endured the endless torment of Nios. ‎ ‎Until the arrival of the Niobanes, ‎Who rose to save the world... ‎Defeating the Nio, And sealing them away in the deepest pits of hell. ‎ ‎The presence of hell can make a man do crime that can't be imagined, and when for someone worse than a demon...?? ‎ ‎Years later... ‎ ‎From the blood of the grandson of the most powerful Nio, ‎ ‎The seals were broken that trapped divine demons in hell. ‎ ‎The Nio returned...To reclaim power and rule once more. ‎ ‎He saw it all. ‎His mother, dying to protect him. ‎His father, sacrificing everything to save the world. ‎ ‎And in front of his eyes... ‎They broke free, using his own blood. ‎ ‎Selay was born carrying that burden, ‎The guilt, the legacy and the pain. ‎ ‎But in the flames of grief He found purpose in his existence. ‎ ‎Inspired by his father's sacrifice, with ‎Fire in his eyes he whispered a promise to bring the heavens on earth. Turning the earth back into a haven...With the promise of saving the world his father died for. ‎ ‎"I will save the world my father died for." ‎ ‎
Nabula639 · 12K Views

How Did I End Up as a Monster Breeder?

The New World, The Frontier, Manifest Destiny, Whatever you call it I will tell you one thing, it’s none of that. This land an untouched and uncharted territory of the world that would better be called a cursed land, Demon Territory, a Monster Paradise, and to me? A Death Trap. Why am I here? it’s very simple. Debt Not my Debt mind you, no no it was all from my worthless parents who decided to sell me off to debt collectors to stave off their debts they had made ever since I left home. And it only worked out because I was born with a rare skill of making me a natural born Monster Breeder and Tamer. Monster Products make plenty of money in this world, Holstarus Milk, Griffin Feathers, Dragon Scales, Arachne Silk, Harpy Eggs, Goblin Ale, Ork Testicles, just to name a few. And Monster Breeders can make loads of money and that’s what I’m forced into doing but not back in the Old World but here in this new world as new species and possibly extinct species of monsters can be located in this New World. So I’m forced to make a profit for them to pay off my debt or else I’ll have to pay the consequences by going through the pain and suffering of Torture since getting a new Monster Breeder would be to hard to find again. But by hook or by Crook I am going to get my freedom and get the hell out of this Death Trap I find myself in! Male, Female, Futanari, Tomboy, Femboy, various types and genders will be in this story though it’s mostly just Men and Women as all the other types are considered Rare in this story.
OneMoreScore · 181.4K Views
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