Scrap Bonie

Tianwu Continent, thirteen hundred years ago. The ancestors followed the strongest primal beasts, picking up the scraps of other primal beasts' carcasses left behind by their consumption. The mighty primal beasts did not bother to pay attention to these creatures smaller than their toe tips, while the ancestors felt immense gratitude towards the primal beasts for leaving behind some remnants, to which they prostrated themselves in worship.

Noah is the middle child Throughout his entire life Noah has no special talent He is overshadowed by his older brother Henry who is the opposite of Noah, Henry is smart, athletic, charismatic and socially outgoing meanwhile Noah is not very athletic, he is somehow smart by nowhere near his brother's level But there is one thing that Noah is good at and that is Drawing, arts Noah is extremely talented when it comes to art, he can visualise a world on its own and create a world from scrap through his imagination and art Noah is also extremely creative and he wants to be an webtoon creator creating a webtoon for himself but his father would never approve Noah to be an artist saying that there is no future in that line of work

Bro! You wouldn’t believe this! Everything was normal. Me and my bros doing some mining for mana gems for that old sockethole, Somanda like we always do all day, everyday. Me, Fractures, Bonet, Mono-socket, Broadbone and the gang. Then from nowhere, that ungrateful sockethole, Somanda tries to END me! Can you believe that?! I mean, I have told some questionable stories about him caressing my skull affectionately and deeming me his prized undead, but no need to axe a skeleton for something like that, right? RIGHT?! I managed to escape through one of the most convenient and contrived get-aways in all of undead history, even managing to pull a bony one on the Lich bastard by stealing two of his seemingly important possessions which I find out later to be better than I thought they’d be! From there it’s a just a SPIRAL of boneshit left and right! I can’t catch a break! What’s with this atrocious luck, bro?! A voice speaks to me about how I have qualified for something about a something that’s supposedly something’s something! Then I find myself in a new world that reeks of life and gives my bones a disgusted rattle. Powerful beasts and men are at every turn, all lining up to be a huge pain in my PELVIS! GAAAAH! Jeez this is happening too fast! However, even while I’m in the thick of this, the one saving grace is that I got something worth while! A new path of power! I can NOT be an undead! I can be something better than both the Living and the Dead! Immune to the antics from both sides. Well... most of them! I’m no longer on the path for Undeath! Only Lifelessness awaits me! I’m the one who transcends reality in this tale! I am... SKULLIUS! And I’m not an UNDEAD! ...... [Author’s Answers To Popular Readers’ Questions] Q: (IHateArjuun77) -Hey author, is your book trash?- A: (Author) -Haha, screw you dear reader. The answer is NO. The story has elements of comedy, action, magic, adventure and Brutality. Like it gets really dark sometimes. There’s a comprehensive story with characters that I tried my damndest to NOT make generic on top of a cool power system that’s for the most part easy to understand. So its not trash. Q: (IFreakingHateArjuun56) -Hey author why is your first volume so slow paced and... trash?- A: (Author) -Haha. It’s how I designed the First Volume to be. It’s a fun setup that doesn’t focus on many things other than the MC’s mentality, powers and route of progression. The next volumes are normal paced, focusing on the world, the villains and general expansion but all while still retaining the book theme and fun experience- Q: (ShadeIsAPervert001) -Hey author, I instinctively sense that I’ll hate this book, when should I drop? A: (Author) -Is this the same reader?! Anyway, I’ll give a range. Read a minimum of the first 20 chapters to a max of up to chapter 44 before you decide on anything too rash. I’ll hunt down this reader! --- Discord: [ https://discord.gg/8hcraTjzE9 ]

In a world where humanity struggles to survive against rampaging beasts, Reid Fletcher, once a member of the powerful Fletcher family, has been cast out and abandoned. Born with pitifully low soul power, Reid’s future seemed doomed in a society that values strength above all else. Forced to live in the scrapyards, a forgotten wasteland where the outcasts scavenge and survive, Reid discovers a hidden potential—an ancient artifact known as the Evolution Codex. Read to find out how Reid's journey will unfold. Will he rise to the top or remain a nobody forever? ______ Fair warning: If you're expecting a perfectly written book, this probably isn't it. This is my first novel, and there are plenty of mistakes and pacing issues. But if you're still willing to give it a shot, I hope you enjoy the ride!

Centuries ago, the Empire was the beacon of civilization, a colossus of power and prosperity. But 560 years after its founding, its decline is inevitable. Corruption has taken hold of its foundations, incompetent officials have led to chaos, and noble families fight among themselves for scraps of power. The emperor is a mere figurehead, and barbarian invasions and internal rebellions threaten to destroy what remains. In this world on the brink of collapse, heroes and villains emerge: some fight to save the Empire, others seek independence, and a few dream of replacing it. Who will prevail in this struggle for power? And what price will the world pay for their ambition?

Warning "[This novel is intended for 18+ audiences only due to brutal fight scenes and explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.]" . The slums of Yanjing were a desolate ruin. Broken structures and burning trash fires illuminated the cold, unforgiving night. Zhang Yong crouched in an alley, his thin, malnourished frame barely hidden behind a pile of rusted machinery. His dark eyes gleamed with desperation as he gnawed on a half-burnt piece of bread. Around him, the sounds of the strong crushing the weak echoed like a haunting melody. "Did you think you could escape me Zhang Yong"It’s all I have left."The last pure human, begging for scraps? Pathetic. Maybe,maybe..... Tik Tik Tik "Absolute Krishna Domain"System Activate . oh my oh my "All you should deserve only death"

Desiring control over his own life, Ged, a defiant body sorcerer, embarks on a journey beyond godhood to achieve the pinnacle of mass. In a universe where body sorcerers absorb entire galaxies into their physiques, a sorcerer’s worth is measured by their mass. The largest sorcerers hoard most of the universe's matter leaving the lower realms to scavenge for scraps. Born on a forgotten, impoverished planet, Ged’s unyielding ambition drives him to escape his desolate world. Thirsting for agency in his chaotic life, he relentlessly builds up his mass to overcome the odds. Relying on the madness-inducing drug Blue Water to accelerate his growth, he willingly sacrifices everything to achieve freedom from all oppressors. But as his physique expands beyond planetary proportions, the mounting cost of his actions forces Ged to confront a painful truth: the freedom he seeks may demand a price far greater than he could ever imagine. Stripped of his own body by an unfathomable entity, Ged faces the grim reality that breaking free from one cage only leads to another. With nothing left, he must find a way to shatter the very fabric of existence and reclaim his stolen self. Surging his body's mass to the ultimate pinnacle, Ged must forge an impossible path to achieve true freedom. What To Expect:  **  An original magic system centered around a sorcerer's physical mass  **  Ambitious and morally gray protagonist set in a grimdark universe  **  Tangible progress where power-ups are measured in kilograms 

'A Culinary Adventure in the Game World!!' Kai never asked for this. One minute, he’s stuck in a dead-end life, barely scraping by. Next, he’s reincarnated into a game world, trapped in the body of the Darklord. But there's a twist—he doesn’t just inherit the Darklord’s power. No, Kai is cursed with something far worse: a Culinary System that can turn food into magic, potions, and weaponry. In a world where culinary prowess is power, Kai has to master his cooking skills to survive. Can he turn scraps into a full course of victories, or will he fall victim to the game's deadly rules? As he navigates treacherous quests, forms unlikely alliances, and battles powerful foes, Kai learns that his new identity as the Darklord isn't just about power—it's about survival. But he's not the only one after the game’s ultimate secrets. A mysterious Crimson Guild, bent on using Kai’s Culinary System to take control of the world, is hot on his heels. To escape this game, Kai will need to unlock the true potential of his cooking, master ancient recipes, and discover how to break free from the game... but can he do all that before the Guild catches up with him? A world of dangerous quests, supernatural enemies, and magic-infused meals await! The Culinary System. The Darklord’s power. And a feast of deadly secrets. The game has just begun.

Aeliana’s body tensed, every instinct urging her to flee, but her legs refused to obey. The weight of Kaelion’s presence pressed down on her chest, as if the air itself bowed to his will. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay upright, to meet his gaze with whatever scraps of courage she could muster. She wouldn’t let him see her fear. “Step forward,” Kaelion ordered, his tone smooth but unyielding. Her jaw tightened. The part of her that was human screamed to fight, to run, but there was a faint hum beneath her skin—a whisper of something else. Something fae. It stirred like a forgotten memory, pulling her feet forward against her will. She stopped only a breath away from him, her chin tilted defiantly despite the trembling in her limbs. Up close, the king was even more overwhelming. His features were carved in sharp, perfect lines, his mismatched eyes glinting with an intelligence that saw too much. He wasn’t just cruel; he was calculating. A predator who enjoyed the chase as much as the kill. “What are you?” Kaelion asked, his voice soft but dangerous. He reached out, his claw-tipped fingers brushing the edge of her hood. She flinched, and his lips twitched—a hint of amusement at her reaction. “I’m no one,” she bit out, her voice steadier than she felt. “Just a thief.” “A thief?” he echoed, his fingers catching the edge of the hood. With a single motion, he pushed it back, exposing her face to the moonlight. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder, their perfect features twisting with disdain. Kaelion’s eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her. “No one, indeed.” He took a step closer, his presence enveloping her like a dark tide. “And yet… there’s something about you. Something familiar.” Aeliana’s heart pounded as his hand moved, fingers brushing the curve of her jaw. His touch was light, but it burned like fire, sending a shiver down her spine. “I should kill you for your insolence,” Kaelion said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But there’s a… curiosity to you. A defiance I rarely see.” His lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think I’ll keep you instead.” “Keep me?” Her voice cracked as anger flared, momentarily overriding her fear. “I’m not some pet to be claimed.” Kaelion’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, imperious glare. “You misunderstand, little thief. I’m not offering you a choice.” Aeliana’s stomach twisted as he raised his hand, his fingers glowing faintly with dark energy. Before she could react, a pulse of power shot through her, wrapping around her wrists like invisible chains. She stumbled, her knees buckling, but the magic held her upright. “You’ve entered my city, stolen from my people, and dared to defy me,” Kaelion said, his voice echoing with authority. “Your punishment will serve as a lesson to all who think they can do the same.” “And what punishment is that?” she spat, struggling against the bonds. Kaelion leaned in, his face inches from hers. “You’ll serve me,” he said, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Body and soul. Until I decide you’ve earned your freedom.” The crowd gasped, their whispers growing louder as the king straightened. Aeliana’s blood ran cold as she realized the full weight of his words. This wasn’t just about punishment—it was about control. And she was at the mercy of a man who had none. “Take her to the palace,” Kaelion commanded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll decide what to do with her later.” The soldiers moved to obey, and Aeliana felt herself being pulled away, her body still bound by the king’s magic. As they dragged her through the streets, the crowd parted, their beautiful faces filled with a mix of fear and contempt. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this be the end. She wouldn’t let herself be another victim of Kaelion’s tyranny. Somewhere deep inside her, the faint hum of power stirred again, stronger this time.

Nicholas had it all—wealth, comfort, and the freedom to chase his dreams without ever worrying about survival. But when a cruel twist of fate regresses him to infancy and places him in the arms of a struggling, impoverished family, his world shatters. Retaining the memories of his past life, he finds himself grappling with the harsh realities of a world where the rich dominate and the poor barely survive. In this dark, modern city, life is a constant battle for scraps. With siblings who are both rivals and burdens, a family drowning under the weight of poverty, and a society that crushes those at the bottom, Nicholas must navigate a life he once could not imagine. As he grows, his desire to rise above the suffering clashes with his need to protect the very family he once resented. Along the way, he faces heartbreaking love, betrayal, and a world of gangs, violence, and systemic inequality.

Lyke. That was the name given to me when I arrived in an unknown horrifying land, unaware of my past, cold and naked. That's when she found me. Yulva . The headmistress of the " Razrous College Of Dark Sorcery". From there on my story of death, lust, and blood begins. Whoever shall stand in my way, there won't be a scrap of him left: For I'm the dark demon.

Meet Yozora, the charming student council president with a love that’s as intense as it is terrifying. He's got a sharp smile, a dangerous edge, and a love for Momo that makes stalking look like a hobby. When Momo, an ordinary girl trying to avoid drama, accidentally becomes the center of his obsessive attention, things spiral from sweet gestures to… creepy behavior. Yozora’s “love” is full of flowers, threats, and knives—but all in the name of passion, right? Whether he’s writing her name on every scrap of paper he can find, cornering her with a knife in a back alley, or showing up uninvited just to remind her who she belongs to, Yozora isn’t going to let anything—or anyone—stand between him and his perfect girl. But Momo? She’s just trying to survive. Between dodging his unpredictable moods, refusing his advances, and desperately trying to keep her sanity intact, Momo has no idea what she’s gotten herself into. Can she survive his “love,” or will she fall victim to his twisted affection? Find out in this dark romance comedy where obsession is the ultimate love language—and Momo’s just trying not to get stabbed in the process. Warning: This book contains humor, romance, and seriously unhinged behavior. Read at your own risk—Yozora may just win you over. Or else.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+ // this is the only warning for the book] "No one will want you after I'm done with you. It doesn't matter, even if you reject me. I will always have a new mate, but no one will want the scraps left by a royal enforcer." ***** Grant is an excellent royal enforcer and the pride of Acrod, the werewolf kingdom. However, when he is rejected by Alanor, the powerful lycan beast of the Midlands, he changes. He closes his heart and swears that he will never have a mate. Until the moon goddess gives him a weak and pathetic omega to be his mate, barely two months after his rejection. On the night he gets his mate, he also realizes that Alanor has found a different mate, the lycan prince of Udrad. Determined to show Alanor that he has moved on, Grant accepts Nour as his mate, and even presents him to Alanor, who is truly happy for Grant. But Grant isn't happy. He wants Alanor; who doesn't want him. So he takes out his anger and frustrations on the omega he is mated to. And as fate would have it, his omega mate is the ruthless, insane, and notorious dark werewolf that he has been on the lookout for. As if that isn't bad enough, he also learns that this omega is not only the hidden werewolf prince, meant to rule Acrod, but also Alanor’s ONLY best friend. But Nour wants just one thing; Vengeance for the pain he has had to endure, and justice for those wronged by the cruel enforcer. And he will have it; come hell or high water. *** // Sequel to "Alanor, The Lycan King's Prisoner." * When Fire meets Fate

Note: (Disclaimer at end of abstract). Synopsis: "In the heart of the boundless Phantom Continent, rests a cursed region smack in the centre of all that is known, aptly named as the Central Region. A domain shrouded in perpetual gloom, despair clings to every shadow and its sole purpose seems to be crushing the souls and dreams of the unfortunate souls that take shelter upon its land. Life is a fight for Existence and Reality however cruel, is alas never what it seems to be. Whispers of precious ore, ancient artefacts and ruins of ancient civilisations only lead to ruin - factions descend to lay claim to these scraps like vultures, blades quench the thirst of the land with rivers of fire, which mirror the stars from afar that flicker in isolation with an insatiable desire. Amongst the chaotic lands, a tale starts. An adventure, a mistake, a ghost, a foreigner, a world, many worlds, alliances, betrayals, intertwined fates and dangers fraught at every corner. A protagonist that isekai's into a still living being in an earnest bid to grow stronger and a pitiful soul that longs for what was once share a mysterious bond. Destiny is calling, the line between the living and dead is blurred, the powerful shape Reality, however amongst this rollercoaster of events, the shadows vie for their own nefarious purposes, for the shadows are always watching. As if life wasn't a misery as it were, it hit Zuck Borris with the roll of a die - the odds were never in his favour. Firstly, a stranger gave him the old boot - throwing his soul out to the dogs in the streets. Then a mysterious voice started talking to him. Yet it didn't seem to be doing him any favours in reclaiming his flesh and bones. Meanwhile that backstabbing fiend didn't even notice his existence and already seemed to be bringing trouble to his body. Roland, however, was as calm as the ocean bed. Some ignorant fools seemed to be scheming against him. Ever since he answered that damn call, his life seemed to become more troublesome. However, perhaps there was some part of him that smirked at this opportunity, to gain control over his life with enough strength to face all that may come his way. Who protects this Reality, that Reality and everything in between? Can a mortal man spit upon the immortal obstacle that tightens its grasp to crush all beneath it? Can the rivers burn what they touch as the worlds collide and the sun is all but lost? Are answers always to be sought? Turn that chapter if you so dare..." Disclaimers: There will be content in this webnovel that covers potential sensitive areas to some, including - violence (fighting), abusive language (swearing / cussing), concepts of self-harm (some bullied characters may consider self-harm), divide in society (different factions/ power levels) & other similar concepts that usually apply to any cultivation/ sci-fi webnovel. Also, the start is more world-building focused, so do saddle in your seatbelts and work through the first 20 chapters to get a feel of what we have in store. :)

Asher was born a nameless orphan in the slums, surviving on scraps until a fateful encounter with the mysterious Shadow Court—an underground network of assassins and spies who rule the kingdom from the shadows. Trained to be a weapon, Asher rises through the ranks, earning the title of “The Shadow King,” a figure who is feared yet unseen. When King Alaric, the young and charismatic ruler of the kingdom, discovers the Shadow Court’s influence, he makes a daring proposition: instead of killing him, Asher will serve as his personal bodyguard and spy within the court, bound by a deadly oath. What begins as a game of manipulation and power turns into a battle of hearts. Alaric’s idealism clashes with Asher’s ruthless pragmatism, yet their undeniable attraction grows in the midst of assassination attempts, betrayal, and looming war. But the Shadow Court does not forgive traitors, and Asher’s past may destroy the fragile bond forming between them. Will Asher protect the king he’s sworn to kill—or will his loyalty to the shadows consume them both?

After she was created by a Robotic Engineer named Zairyo Fusao, Mirai is forced into becoming the main idol for an idol agency named "The Idolls". However, as time progresses and Mirai begins to learn things about herself and the people around her, she also begins to question them too...

*"Leonardo was just a poor village boy, scraping by on scraps and dreams. His life changed forever when he fell into a hidden chasm and landed on the back of a sleeping two-headed monster. In that moment of desperation, he discovered an extraordinary power—one that allowed him to strike down the beast with a single blow. But this was no accident. The monster was only the beginning. Ancient relics, monstrous foes, and secrets of his forgotten bloodline await him in a world far more dangerous than he ever imagined. As a chosen Slayer, Leonardo must face terrifying creatures, rival warriors, and the mysteries of his own destiny. Will he rise to the challenge, or will the monsters consume him?* For fans of Solo Leveling and The Beginning After the End, Awakened Slayer delivers fast-paced action, gripping mysteries, and a journey from nothing to legend."

Born under a tarnished name in a humble fishing village, Kano Sea-Glass has spent his life struggling for scraps of respect. But all his quiet days and simple hopes are upended when he discovers a hidden truth: the lost Name-essence of Tariq Stormrún, legendary Lord of a fallen House, now resides in his very soul. With dragons enslaved by a rising warlord and rival noble families tearing at the remains of Stormrún’s once-proud domain, Kano and a loyal knight named Brannis set sail to reclaim what was lost. Yet as they journey across troubled seas, Kano must hide his secret power—veiling his true identity as he navigates courts of treacherous nobles and cities where ancient magic lurks in every shadow. Haunted by visions of Stormrún’s last stand, driven by Tariq’s voice echoing through his memories, Kano soon realizes his mission is far more perilous than he imagined. To revive House Stormrún, he must unite scattered allies, outwit those who betrayed the House from within, and forge uneasy truces with rulers who suspect him of foul intentions. But can a tarnished fisher boy truly command the loyalty of dragons—or inspire a broken kingdom to rise again?

In the ruins of a world ravaged by alien invasions, Qin Cong is no ordinary orphan. Once a legendary sorcerer who ascended to godhood, he lost everything in a catastrophic battle against invading deities. Now reborn in a post-apocalyptic Earth overrun by monstrous beasts, undead hordes, and demonic invaders, Qin Cong wields his unmatched sorcery and the unparalleled power of Zero—a futuristic AI bound to his soul. In this harsh new reality, humanity clings to survival by harnessing magic-infused energy cores from their enemies—magic crystals, corpse stones, and insect gems. While others struggle for scraps, Qin Cong charts a path back to supremacy, merging ancient sorcery with advanced technology to reshape the world. With a ruthless, calculating mind forged by lifetimes of experience, Qin Cong crafts blood-marked knights, harnesses forbidden power, and begins his ascent from the ashes. His ultimate goal: reclaim his throne as a sorcerer and lead humanity to a future free from fear and oppression. “I was a god once. And I will rise again—this time, unchallenged.”

In a world teeming with Titans, Colossals, Gigantic Monsters and Kaiju's, Erian who reincarnated makes his living collecting scraps of low-grade Defective Genetic Serum, realised he transmigrated along with his system. Follow Erian as he grows to become the strongest Disaster Grade Titan with the help of his Titan System! ------------------------------------------- Golden Tickets (Per Month): -100 Golden Tickets = 1 Extra Chapter -300 Golden Tickets = 5 Extra Chapters -500 Golden Tickets = 10 Extra Chapters ------------------------------------------------- -Castle = 1 Extra Chapter -Spacecraft = 3 Extra Chapters -Golden Gachapon = 5 Extra Chapters -Note: A spacecraft given will elicit 3 extra chapters but with a golden gachapon, I might not be capable of giving you the chapters on the same day. -------------------------------------------------

Time is the one thing Calafiori always wished he could change ever since a traumatic event left him with the ability to perceive future events, but until now he never acted towards it. A chaotic event that should have claimed the life of a young Colette leaves her with time bending abilities that sees her go back few moments in time and effect changes in the direction of time that was supposed to be linear, completely changing the fate of things. As Calafiori and Colette collide collide with contrasting philosophies on the way best to use their abilities either for the good of others or for their selfish reasons, a great evil that more than threatens to upend the world brews in the same underworld mafia that turned Calafiori's family upside down and made his life this way. Will the protagonists of this series be able to work together and come up with plans to safe all? Or will they drag everyone else into their abyssal madness? *** Magic runs supreme in this brutal fantasy world, and not all is straight forward. Follow the characters who are the heroes of their own story as they strive to fulfill their destiny... only, not all can. The fate of the six races are altered drastically in the aftermath of the great war that left many clans decimated, and the balance of power has now shifted to the humans. Underground schemes threaten to unveil a great evil, one the world won’t be able to take. The past and present will have to collaborate to ensure there will be a future at whatever cost necessary. ctto of the art. *Story scrapped*

Everything was going according to plan—until my life was turned upside down. I had just graduated from university and was ready to start my career, fulfilling both my goals and those of my parents. But then, disaster struck. —— Creation of the World—a game that grants its user the ability to control a limitless world, with the power to create and destroy anything without restriction. Cassian watched helplessly as Earth was consumed by the world he had built. Unable to intervene, he suddenly found himself in a body that wasn’t his own. Cassian Starhold—the older brother of the world’s greatest hero. —— I was content with my life as a puppet, a slave whose only purpose was to toil away, sacrificing everything for a few worthless scraps of metal. But my enemies couldn’t leave me in peace. They brought war to my doorstep and destroyed everything I had spent my life building. I stood among thousands of their strongest sons, as they listened to the man who had ignited the fire in my life. Towering and imposing, he spoke from atop majestic marble columns, his gray hair blending with the crowd. Thousands of people, all sharing his features, gazed up at him with eyes filled with admiration and ambition. “People are not equal!” he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance. “We are the pinnacle of evolution! There is nothing beyond us! We have risen above piles of inferior blood, leaving massacres in our wake. And now, you are about to inherit this legacy.” He paused, surveying the crowd below with cold pride. “But this power must be earned. It is not granted by birth. Wealth, power, status… these things demand mountains of victims just to catch a glimpse of them.” His arms stretched wide, madness and pride gleaming in his eyes, and the crowd mirrored him, thousands roaring with fervent pride. The sight was terrifying. “You have no idea what your ancestors sacrificed to put you here. But you will learn. And I swear to you, with my pride on the line…” “Only those worthy of us will survive!” "Soon, I will show you why we are called dragons!" What these so-called dragons don’t know… is that a puppet will rise to shatter their illusions. He’s wrong. None of them will survive. ====== Author's Note: As you can see from the tags, the MC will eventually become a villain, but not at the beginning—and not even within the first three arcs. I'll take the time to carefully build his character and develop his transformation in a way that feels natural and logical. His ultimate goal is to return to his original family, so he harbors a deep hatred for the world he’s been pulled into. This novel will explore darker themes like slavery, murder, mind control, and betrayal. However, it will not contain R-18 content, so if that’s what you’re looking for, you might want to reconsider. The MC won’t be OP from the start, nor the smartest, but he will quickly gain experience and grow.

Earth was ending. He tried to save it with science. She betrayed him. Together they almost started World War III. Now their home is facing an invasion of monsters and extraterrestrial forces, but it's no longer their problem. They're dead and soon to be reborn as monsters. Instead of saving their world, their job will be to destroy another one through science and guile. But there is something wrong with his mind, and she'll have to work hard to keep him alive. Oh, and the universe seems to function like a litrpg.

Ashima Hito, a sixteen-year-old survivor of a brutal human trafficking ring, is consumed by rage and a thirst for revenge. After enduring unspeakable horrors, he finds himself at the mercy of a merciless city, scavenging for scraps to survive. When a chance encounter leads to a fatal stab wound, Ashima reflects on the cruelty around him, only to awaken as Aiden, the son of the feared Demon King. Reborn into a realm of magic and conflict, Aiden grapples with his newfound identity and powers. Despite his heritage, he is determined not to follow the path of a typical hero.Aiden must navigate a treacherous landscape filled with human spies, political intrigue, and looming war against neighboring kingdoms.

“I'd give you my soul, if that's what you want.” Eleven. Silver locks. Amethyst eyes. Shiny skin. Blood sweeter than wine. Most sought after 'good' in the Kingdom. She was everything a man would need, and also everything a man would kill to have. Whoever touched Eleven's hair would be granted good things. Whoever plucked her eyes out would get gems richer than the kingdom's currency. Whoever scrapped her skin would be getting a warm coat. Whoever tasted her blood would be granted immortality. She was a Goddess. Goddess of Life. * “I'd burn the fucking world for you, if that's what you want.” Zeiss. A rare man. Has the power of invisibility. The power to turn anything into flames. The power to end a person's life with just thoughts. The power of all wicked things a person wouldn't wish to have. The same world he promised to give her, the same world he would burn to the ground, if she wished for it. He was a God. The God of Death. When Zeiss meets the sought after Goddess of Life. He is reminded everything about his mother. Her silver locks and her eyes that shone brighter than gems and diamonds. Eleven, a woman who spoke to him like no other. A woman who made him believe he had a soul in him after he had thought he had none left. A woman who could bring him life and also be his damnation. The first and only woman he was loved by and ever loved.

A group of garbage pickers found an abandoned building, in ruins. There were no doors or windows, and weeds grew everywhere. Faced with the situation of abandonment, two young men entered the land and collected from there everything that seemed to have some value in the scrap market. Among other items, they took Some Caps without having any idea what it was about; these were not normal caps... Many died and others were lucky enough to control these Caps. Follow the journey of Zicco Sena and his friends in search of changing this tragedy and winning the Cap Cup.

Alex, an average web novel author, was writing his book in the middle of the night. After intense three-hour writing sessions, he decided to proofread the content. "Trash!" he yelled in frustration and scrapped all of the chapters. "I'll try again tomorrow; it's not like the reader's gonna kill me." With that, he closed his eyes only to open them in a foreign world. Before he could learn anything more about it, he was pulled back to his original one. "What the hell? Was that a dream or inspiration?" Suddenly, he again entered a foreign body, only to realize his soul was swapping bodies with his transmigrated self. This sequence repeated itself again and again, each time revealing some shocking things. And then, the swapping stopped, trapping Alex in a foreign body amid a world that is the same as Earth but with added twists like ghosts, evolving creatures, and the supernatural. Of course, the most important thing is superpowers; yes, he can gain them by performing a simple ritual. But there was one tiny bit of a problem. "Everything has a price." "If you want fantastic abilities,” "Tell me, Alex," "What are you willing to sacrifice?” ___________________ A/N: Starting chapters might feel challenging to read, as they lean more towards mysteries, or in simpler terms, a lack of information. However, I promise that if you can get past it and read, it will improve, and it will continue to get better and better with each chapter. ______________________ Tags: - Weak to Strong - Dark - Superpower - Ghost and Spirit - Monster - Campus - R18 - Gore ____________________________

It's been months-no, it's hard to even keep track of time in this place. The constant drip, drip of water is driving me mad. I try to count the seconds between each drop, but the numbers always escape me, like the last glimmers of a fading dream. I wish I could drown out the sound with my own cries, but what good would that do? Here, even my voice feels like it's locked behind bars. They keep telling me this is what I deserve, that The Slaver's rule is about making us all equal in our suffering. I try not to laugh at their twisted sense of justice. Equality in chains is still just chains. The cold, the damp, the darkness-they've become my world. I keep telling myself that this will end, that one day I'll be free again. Zarin's face is the only thing I can hold onto, the promise of a chance to escape, to reclaim some part of myself. It's what keeps me going, despite the bruises and the hunger gnawing at my insides. I've been working on a plan, chiseling away at my chains and my hope with equal desperation. Every small victory-like sneaking a piece of bread or hiding a scrap of cloth-feels like a victory in a battle I'm too weary to fight. But I won't give up. Not yet. The thought of freedom is too precious to let go. If you're reading this, I am either already dead or the hunting and persecution of Cauldron-Born is finally over. I really hope for the second option. -Hadley

The Apocalypse Game has descended upon Earth. Disasters ravage the globe: volcanoes, earthquakes, floods, scorching heatwaves, deadly viruses, and brutal blizzards. In just six months, the planet's population has plummeted by 80%, and civilization teeters on the brink of collapse. Humanity's only hope lies within the Apocalypse Game, a brutal test of survival. Fortunately, Thomas Smyth awakens the [Super Monopoly] game plugin. Starting with a humble subway station, he begins his conquest to buy the world, one property at a time. Purchasing the subway station grants him a secure hideout and the opportunity to eliminate opportunistic refugees, looting their supplies. Acquiring the Crimson Cabaret allows him to take down cultists and obtain rare blueprints. Investing in the General Hospital unlocks a medical facility, providing a steady stream of vital resources. While others struggle to survive each impending disaster, scavenging for scraps and clinging to life by a thread, Thomas Smyth reclines in his resource-laden hideout, surveying his vast map of assets. His only dilemma? Which investment to inspect today.

What if your summoned heroes were broken people who needed saving first? Azea, once a celebrated pro gamer, had it all—fame, money, and the title of “World’s Best.” But after a devastating wrist injury cut his career short, his life spiraled into mediocrity. Now, 21 and bitter, Azea spends his days drinking soda in his apartment, playing low-tier dungeon crawls for scraps of loot. Everything changes when he wakes up one day with the rarest Summoner Class ever recorded—The Infinite Weaver, a class that can summon heroes from any world or reality, breaking the normal restrictions of the System. But he is Level 1. And every hero he summons is a broken, tragic character who needs to be repaired, mentally and physically, before they’ll fight for him.