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Russia'S Turtle Tanks

System Made Me a Tank [LitRPG-Evolution]

Three years ago, the sky tore open — not with thunder or fire, but with silence. A scar spread across the heavens, and then the gates arrived. First in Japan. Then Poland, China, Congo… and finally, Turkey. Those who stepped through were never the same. The world changed overnight. Classes. Levels. Abilities. A System that granted unimaginable power to ordinary people. Nations collapsed, armies evolved, and a new kind of warrior emerged. In Turkey, Gate 05 opened near the Taurus Mountains. It reshaped the military. Two years of brutal, mandatory training began. Not to create soldiers — but survivors. Only those deemed “compatible” by the System would be granted a class. Boran was one of them. But while others were given choices — mages, lightning-fast assassins, spellblades, gunslingers— he received only one word: Tank. No glory. No flair. Just a shield, a body, and the promise of pain. Tanks are the first to bleed and the last to be thanked. But what if one of them refused to be disposable? What if he turned the weakest role into something unstoppable? This is the story of a man who took the system’s worst hand… and forced the world to play by his rules. He didn't choose his class. But he will choose how far it goes. --------------------------- Good to Evil. Soft-Ecchi and Soft-Harem. If you enjoyed this story, you can support me on Patreon for up to 20 chapters ahead and more! https://www.patreon.com/c/mrmeowmeow04
MrMeowMeow · 37K Views

Desafie o(s) Alfa(s)

Dois séculos após a Grande Guerra, a paz entre humanos e lobisomens finalmente foi alcançada, ou assim todos acreditam. Lobisomens reinam como deuses, e os humanos permanecem blissfully inconscientes de seu verdadeiro lugar na nova ordem mundial. Para manter esse frágil equilíbrio, a cada ano, um punhado de humanos "sortudos" é selecionado de vários distritos para frequentar a Lunaris Academy, uma instituição prestigiosa que promete glória, status e uma chance de se misturar com a elite. Os escolhidos são celebrados como os poucos sortudos, destinados a casar-se com poderosos alfas e ascender como luna. Este ano, Violet Purple está entre os escolhidos, para surpresa de todos. Para uma garota órfã adotada por uma prostituta desonrada, este é um bilhete dourado para uma vida melhor, ou pelo menos é o que dizem a ela. Mas a Lunaris Academy não é o paraíso que aparenta ser. Tudo o que Violet e seus companheiros humanos foram ensinados é uma mentira. Os humanos estão longe de serem iguais; são peões em um jogo muito maior. A academia é nada mais do que uma gaiola dourada, e os alunos são cordeiros levados ao abate, brinquedos para os alfas se divertirem em seus jogos impiedosos. Para piorar as coisas, Violet chama a atenção dos jogadores mais perigosos deste jogo, os Quatro do Terror: o Alfa do Norte, Alfa do Sul, Alfa do Leste e Alfa do Oeste. Cada um é mais perigoso, mais perverso e mais poderoso que o anterior. Mas mesmo entre si, os alfas estão divididos, cada um com suas próprias ambições mortais. Ainda assim, todos têm os olhos sobre ela. Eles esperam que Violet siga o fluxo, caia na linha como os outros que adoram aos seus pés, se quebre sob seus jogos. Mas Violet não é como os outros. Ela se recusa a se curvar. Ela vai desafiá-los a todos.
Glimmy · 818K Views

S.C.A.R.S.

A shot…. That was all it took to push me off the cliff… As I watched Xainder shout out to me helplessly, tears slowly trickled down his magnificent face, his usual grin no where to be found, my heart shattered to a million pieces watching my entire life flash right before my eyes with no more hope to hold on to. i watched the people I gave my heart to look at me in disdain. My eyes searched for a certain someone who was nowhere to be seen. I couldn’t help but laugh at the life I led and wished I had a second chance to amend things but a part of me wants to let go. The burns on my body writhed in pains and my heart clenched in agony. Youth is a great crush, if I like you, I am going to say it aloud . It’s such a shame I never realized who I truly loved until I lost him and now, he will never know. Bracing myself for my inevitable end, a part of me leaps with joy of finally leaving this miserable world and a part of me longs for another chance at life . My life. There’s a question which lived rent free in my head, “ when we grow up, we leave the home to chase our dream not because of anything but because we know that the home behind us will never forsake and always comfort us but what happens when the home stings and causes nothing but pain , then where do we seek refuge? This happens to be the summary of my life and a question i have never been able to answer so with my remaining seconds on earth, I put the question to you all . what do we do ? ……………………… S.C.A.R.S. by TriciaX13.
TriciaX13 · 19.9K Views

Queen(s)

"History is written by those who survive. Myth is what remains when truth is too dangerous to speak." Long ago, the world was not ruled by kings or empires, but by Queens beings woven from the very fabric of magic itself. Five Queens, each the living embodiment of elemental power and divine will: The Flame Queen, fierce as fire and just as consuming. The Ice Queen, keeper of memory and time's endless frost. The Shadow Queen, mistress of secrets and the veil between life and death. The Nature Queen, heart of growth, spirit, and renewal. And the Light Queen, shining beacon of hope, healing, and illusion. Yet above them all rose the Black Queen—the true sovereign who held the essence of all elements within her. She was the fulcrum of balance, the eternal ruler whose presence bound the others in harmony. Together, they ruled from Elaria, the Sacred Kingdom—a realm suspended between worlds, where magic poured from the very stones, and the skies shimmered with a thousand hues of power. There, peace was not a hope—it was law. Magic flourished, and the land breathed with eternal life. But peace is fragile. Beneath the shimmering towers and golden courts, a shadow stirred—an ancient betrayal that was not born of the Queens’ own hearts, but of a force unseen, a traitor cloaked in love and loyalty to a crown beyond the Queens’ reach. The War of Falling Stars tore the heavens asunder, casting the Queens into exile and sealing away Elaria from the mortal world. The skies burned red. The earth wept tears of ash. And magic withdrew, fading into myth. For three centuries, the world lived in silence, the Queens reduced to whispers and faded legends. The magic they wielded was lost—hidden, locked away by a spell woven from hope and despair alike. But the kingdom never forgot. And now, beneath the blood-red moon, a crimson beam splits the night sky—the sign of their return. From forgotten corners of the earth, girls with no memory of who they were awaken, marked by power that refuses to sleep. They walk among us, unaware that the fate of all rests in their hands.
bigtiffs · 9.7K Views
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