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"The apocalypse came without warning. I woke up three days later... and the world was no longer ours." A rift tore through reality, overlapping Earth with a foreign dimension filled with horrors beyond comprehension. The strongest evolved, gaining flames, thunder, or psychic force. The weakest turned into corrupted husks—zombies wandering the night. But Lu Zhen? He wasn't chosen by the system. He wasn’t part of the evolution. Yet he awakened with something different—something mechanical. A whisper in his mind. Decompose metal. Absorb structure. Reforge function. From ruined skyscrapers to shattered tanks, everything metal became his. He didn't evolve through fire. He evolved through forging. Now the night belongs to monstrous things. The world has fallen. But one man walks the ashes… Rebuilding the future, one scrap at a time. "They evolve with fire. I build with metal."

Se um dia você sentir seu coração queimar, não se preocupe! Isso é o início de uma grande aventura! Esta história sobre Luppo, o menino dos olhos de luz, ARDE em ação e mistério!

Yasenia is a child born different from the rest, her mother, Tatyana, used an ancient technique she found to absorb the world's energy to get pregnant instead of having regular intercourse. Her objective was to create a lover for herself since the endless years of solitude and all the heartbreaks covered her heart with eternal ice. While pregnant, a strange soul seems to try to seize the body of her child to be reborn; a shame that Tatyana is someone not to be messed with. In her rage, she destroys the sense of self and memories, leaving only a husk of the soul, and uses it to nourish Yasenia. What Tatyana didn't know at that time was that this would change Yasenia in ways she never expected. Consider supporting me on Patreon.com/Mortrexo Or donating on Paypal.com/paypalme/Mortrexo Uploading on Wattpad Uploading on Scribblehub Uploading on Archive of our own (AO3). Discord: https://discord.gg/Uk9uAeWAf4 Novel Cover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/novel-cover-2-86054319 Artist: https://twitter.com/_taaakaaaa

Long ago, a god called The Voice Buried Beneath Time shattered himself into five fragments, scattering them into mortal souls as his final defiance against the rigid heavens. Those fragments now stir in five unknowing heirs: Revyn, hardened by grief; Caelum, keeper of silence; Astrid, burning with fury; Yuna, burdened with memory; and Senn, carrying fragile hope. Each walks their own path through a world of broken sects, divine enforcers, and Hollow abominations, failed carriers of the god’s light, now twisted and hungry. Drawn inexorably toward one another, they must uncover the truth of the god’s disappearance and face the choice he left them: to burn out as husks or to break through the realms and cement themselves in seats of power. Release schedule: I'll try and get a chapter out a day :)

In the year 2106 A.D., a secret experiment went horribly wrong—plunging the once-thriving planet Drotastea into permanent blackout. No signals. No survivors. Just silence. Fifteen years later, a routine school field trip turns into a nightmare when a group of teens is sucked into a Riftzone—a mysterious tear in space that hurls them across the stars. They crash-land on a planet lost to time... and something is waiting. Now stranded on the shadowed husk of Drotastea, the students must band together to survive. But the planet is far from lifeless. The darkness watches. The creatures hunt. And not everyone will make it home.

Lilac has lived a life of suffering. From being forced to disguise himself as a girl to survive, to being labeled cursed after failing to awaken his heavenly gifts that everyone else could, he is shunned by all. To add salt to his wound, before he turns 18, his father vanishes, and his uncle seizes the throne that should've rightfully been Lilac's as the eldest son. Before Lilac could successfully flee, he is caught and traded to the monsters beyond the kingdom—beasts so feared that no one who sees them returns. But instead of death, Lilac is claimed by Sloan. Born cursed, Sloan is a prince of the Enwulves, an extinct hybrid wolf species. Even though he is a prince, he has lived life as an outcast due to his curse that causes him to forcibly transform every full moon, thus losing his humanity. His life has been mapped out for him, but when he finds Lilac—battered, freezing, and terrified—something shifts. For the first time, his rage stills. It was just a glimpse, a scent, a tiny whimper of fright. And that was it. Humans are meant to be slaves. Enwulves are forbidden from claiming them. Keeping Lilac means war. But Sloan has never followed rules, and Lilac has never belonged—until now. ~~~ | ~~~ “Are you afraid of me, little human?” Sloan husked out, cold lips grazing my bleeding fingers before his lips parted slightly to release hot breath over them. I trembled, rooted in the spot with fright and unable to breathe. Was this a trick question? Of course I’m afraid of him! Everyone is! Who wouldn’t be? Slaves are never supposed to be in his presence, except they suddenly desire a quick demise. Am I supposed to respond honestly or lie? When cold lips closed around my finger, I gasped in shock, a rush of fright and dread engulfing me. He was gonna bite off my finger right now, wasn’t he? Just because my stupid brain couldn’t come up with a response? The rumors said he was a heartless psychopath, but I didn’t think it was actually true! However, a hot tongue swiped over my fingertips and I sucked in a sharp breath, exhaling shakily while my chest expanded and my brain tried to figure out what was happening, and why my fingers weren't bitten off yet— or why I’m still breathing in his presence. Next, cold, long fingers wrapped around my wrist and my hand was being tugged upward, then a nose was digging into my pulse point, and I almost fainted when cold lips dragged over the sensitive skin there. The sound of a deep inhale filled up my ear next. “Fuck. You smell so good.” Oh heavens. This was worse than I thought. Instead of killing me, was he planning to… eat me… literally???! What the fuck? *** R18+! Cover not mine!

He was meant to be a soldier. He became something else. Something the gods tried to bury. Ash remembers the war. The screams. The pain. The metal. Then the silence. When he wakes up in the ruins of a long-dead planet, fused with ancient biotech and broken code, he is no longer just human—he is the final prototype in a failed divine experiment. As Ash begins to unravel what was done to him, memories bleed. Limbs shift. Voices echo inside his mind. And beneath the surface of the husk he’s become, something hungers. Pursued by corrupted AI remnants, scavenger cults, and entities that no longer fit within time, Ash must choose: reclaim his identity—or embrace what the gods turned him into. To become a god, you must first be stripped of your soul.

And Just Like That Everything Changed! ...... They came from the sea—giants of stone and molten light. In seconds, Ethan village was torn apart. His mother crushed. His siste.... Ethan ran. But the ground split. A shard of black stone slid into his palm— And as his rage exploded, the stone meet with the heart shaped stone he found earlier. His body cracked. His skin turned to shale. And before he could save anyone, he became the very thing he feared. Now there's nothing left. No family. No home. Only the monster in his veins—

I was once a creator of life. Now a destroyer of worlds. They stole my Children. destroyed them or rather made them better. They then destroyed me. Destroyed my hope my everything. I can't create any more I am but an empty husk waiting to die. She gave me hope. A chance to experience life again. Maybe this world isn't that bad. And then she was gone. Taken. Now I am a Fiend. The worst of them all or rather the best. I'm pretty good at my Work. But this isn't the world that broke me. No it still has humans that broke me. Hurt me badly. Murdered me I'll be posting this book on royal road.

Aomine Luppo was a Bishop of the Pentaculum, but was expelled after losing his vision in a terrorist attack perpetrated by the Sheriffs. One day, he meets Yuudai Reno and discovers the existence of a secret organization called "Scoville".

Welcome to the adventure world of Zambrox! here in the world of aura is everything, A boy without aura was born but, he is strongly determined to be the next kiing of fighters then why not start reading! the adventure begins!

They called it a blessing. But for Tithonus, eternal life became an unending curse. Loved by Eos, Goddess of the Dawn, he was granted immortality, but not eternal youth. Time, insulted and unchecked, watched him wither across centuries, a husk of the man he once was, breathing only because the gods demanded it. Until the dawn wept blood. Eos, burdened by the agony she’d caused, drove a god-forged blade through her own heart and into his. And from her sacrifice, he was born anew. Not as a man. Not as a god. But as something in between. Now, in a world that has forgotten him, under skies where dawn no longer rises, Tithonus walks again, young, whole, and burning with the memory of love and loss. The gods thought time had claimed him. But Time has debts. And Tithonus has begun to collect

[ULTRA-SHORT VERSION] --- BETRAYED. FORGOTTEN. REBORN. Left to die by his crew, Donnes wakes up as a dead planet. Shattered, coreless, abandoned. Now, armed with a System he shouldn’t have and a rage that burns colder than the void, he’ll tear the cosmos apart to reclaim his place. Revenge won’t be enough. He’ll rule it all. [Short Version] --- Betrayed by his crew, left to die alone in the void. Donnes died, and woke up as a whole-ass broken, abandoned planet. Once human. Now a Shattered Planet with nothing left: no core, no warmth, no hope. But if the universe thinks it can devour him twice... It's about to learn what a twice-abandoned, twice-betrayed soul can become. [Long Version] --- He was the Ninth Planet of his Solar System. But he was abandoned by his brother and sister planets. Even his beloved moons betrayed him for the Eighth Blue Giant. The parent star—Oralen—never considered him family. Treated him like an outsider. So when Graveth, a planet-devouring cosmic horror, loomed over the Oralen System, they tossed him out as bait and left him drifting alone in the cold darkness of the void. Graveth found this tiny planet. To its endless hunger, he was nothing—just a brittle bauble of rock. Yet it stripped away everything: atmosphere, crust, even the meager molten core, until only cracked stone remained. Completely dead. No one knows how long that shattered amalgamation of rock drifted in the endless dark. Until Donnes awoke who was also Abandoned and Betrayed by those who he called family. Instead of being Isekai’ed into some random Noble Young Master in a fantasy kingdom, his soul had transmigrated into a whole-ass planet. A dead husk of a planet. Adrift in the cold, silent void.

The night “Azure” streaked across the sky; human civilization met its end. What was meant to be a breathtaking meteor shower became a harbinger of despair. When “Azure” shattered in the atmosphere, its fragments rained down as a brilliant light show. No one could have foreseen—it marked the beginning of a nightmare. The Nightmare Virus had broken out. Plants grew wildly, tearing through steel and concrete as vines devoured cities. Animals mutated, once-gentle pets turning into bloodthirsty beasts. Humans were infected and twisted, loved ones becoming mindless husks. In just seventy-two hours, the world collapsed. In his past life, Huan Tian was the strongest “Demon Hunter” of the apocalypse. He formed an elite squad, leading survivors through hell on earth. He even uncovered the ultimate truth behind evolution itself. But just as he stood at the pinnacle, he was betrayed and slain in the shadows. When he opened his eyes again, it was before the catastrophe. And this time, a cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind: [Demon Hunter System Activated]

“The world didn’t end with a bang. It ended with silence—and a signature.” In the year 2015, Earth is a decaying husk of itself. Oceans have swallowed borders. Corporations own clean air. Nations in Asia unite under fragile climate pacts. And across it all, a single law binds the broken world together: No one uses Surge powers. Not anymore. Not after what happened last time. But when the mutilated body of a masked vigilante is discovered in the slums of New Delhi, old ghosts begin to rise. Secret organizations move in the shadows. Forgotten powers awaken. And a mysterious underground group called The Null Signal begins broadcasting a forbidden truth: “The Accord was a lie. The Surge never ended. And the real war is just beginning.”

In a dying virtual world called the Cradle, survival is a fragile illusion held together by ancient lines of living code — and the last Architects who once shaped it are long gone, reduced to myth and whispers in the digital dark. Alis De Aura knows only one thing: she will find her sister, Vivid, or she will die trying. Years ago, a stray portal swallowed Vivid whole — a remnant doorway left by the legendary Architects. Since then, Alis has spent every waking moment adrift in the decaying cyberspace, tracing faint tethers of corrupted code, refusing to let the void erase her sister’s spark. When Alis finally breaches the Architect’s Cradle — the oldest and most unstable digital realm — she finds a land overrun by Rotcasters, rogue runners who feast on decay and chaos. Monsters stalk the shadows, corrupted husks drawn to warmth and blood. And buried deep within this collapsing simulation is a secret: the Architect’s final code may not be as dead as the world believes.

Unable to connect with others and constantly drowning himself in self-hatred, Sirius is but a husk of a human being. Having lived an unfulfilling life, Sirius is murdered with a mountain of regrets. But instead of passing on, the boy is given another shot at life. He wakes in an unfamiliar world full of magic and possibility. But beneath its vibrant veil is a dying world waiting to tear him apart. After being given a mysterious stopwatch, Sirius finds it is not only his life at risk — but his memories too. With his mind on the clock, Sirius must find a way to save his depleting memories while learning to stop living in the shadow of himself. Faced with trial after trial, the weight of his life threatens to break him apart. Will he be able to keep his memories, or will he break down crying… begging for more time?

The Twilight Era, a man was born, one with infinite power. This man was able to do anything he could think of. Until he couldn't. His soul ascended beyond the mortal realm, leaving a husk, one that would rule the world for centuries to come. Every century, the Hollow Sovereign chooses one person to serve as their Soul. A body that it can use to fulfill it's deeds. Who will be the next?

In the silence of Earth—abandoned, starved, forgotten—Leif Ayers wandered. One among millions left to scavenge the husk of humanity’s first home. Then came the orb. A breath of light in the dark. A whisper in the rust. He touched it—and the world tore open. Dragged into a realm beneath thought, he met the eyes of infinity. Countless, watching, knowing. And from the void stepped the Prophet, a being of shifting shadow and cruel wisdom, who named Leif the Saint—the one fated to walk the Seraphic Path. To awaken what slumbers within, Leif must bleed across the Lattice of Fate: a sacred labyrinth of living gateways and trials woven by an ancient mind. Through training, agony, and impossible choices, he will forge his soul into a weapon. He will become what he must. But the Lattice is no mere structure. It pulses. It thinks. It dreams in the voice of the Prophet. And it has already begun to shape him. (Release 1k word chapters every Monday, Thursday, and Saturday.)

The Prophecy of Eirene "When Nightshade falls upon the land, And the soil drinks deep the sorrow of kings, A vessel shall rise, in bloom— Her heart split by two, her choice to mend the world or break it." ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ The continent of Eirene, once a cradle of harmony, now festers as the cursed husk of Nightshade—a divine punishment hurled from by a forgotten god in search of a mortal who defied fate. It spreads like rot, consuming kingdoms, poisoning waters, and stirring madness in the minds of men. Yet from this decay, hope sprouts. In the heart of Antherion, a blessed kingdom, lives Princess Daphne De Agrice—the prophesied Vessel of Healing, the one destined to restore the land or doom it forever. When two foreign princes arrive—one from a realm of fading melodies, the other from a kingdom where spiders weave their last prayers—both seek alliance and salvation. But as they stand before Antherion's throne to plead for their people’s future, their words falter from the tremor of a single glimmering glance. Daphne, radiant in her grace, stirs within them the will to save, and the aching desire to be saved by her. Torn between duty and affection, Daphne must choose. Between a kingdom of song and a land of silk. Between two men and the countless lives they represent. Between what the world needs of her—and what her heart yearns for. And just as the threads begin to tighten, a lone nomad cloaked in ash and dark ess steps into the palace gates. With them, they carry a shadow older than Nightshade itself, and a truth that may unravel Daphne’s destiny.

In the decaying heart of Ash Hollow, a place where dreams rot faster than roadkill, seventeen-year-old Draven tries to hold on to the last shreds of hope. He tells himself he is just an average boy, though the hunger in his eyes betrays him. Computers have always been his refuge, a flickering glow in the darkness, but lately that glow has become an obsession. Ash Hollow offers no future. The town is a husk, drained dry by empty promises and dying industries. Even the wind seems to whisper the same story: nothing here is worth staying for. But then, on a night as empty as the town itself, Draven sees a news segment about Bitcoin. One hundred thousand dollars per coin. He laughs, a hollow, bitter sound. He missed the boom, didn’t he? Or maybe he didn’t. Maybe it’s not too late. Electricity is free at his parents’ house, after all. No one notices what he does in the dead hours of the night. He has a decent rig, cobbled together from scraps and desperation. He wonders if he could make real money, more than pocket change. The kind of money that could buy his freedom. The kind of money that could bury Ash Hollow forever. The thought sinks its claws into him. He can’t let go. Crypto mining. It’s just a game, isn’t it? But maybe, just maybe, it’s a game that will finally set him free.

"David’s life wasn’t just broken—it was annihilated. Once, his world blazed with the brilliance of love, ambition, and the kind of hope that could move mountains. Then came the betrayal—a knife to the back, twisted by the hands he trusted most. Abandonment followed, a hollow echo where his heart used to beat. Misfortune didn’t just strike; it devoured him, piece by piece, until all that remained was a husk of rage and the ashes of who he’d been. Now, his pain has a purpose. Every scar is a lesson. Every tear, fuel. The creed that pulses through his veins is merciless: ‘They made me suffer. Now I’ll make the world scream.’ His kindness has curdled into cruelty, his warmth frozen into a razor-edged grin. He hunts not for justice, but for ruin—methodical, brutal, savoring the chaos he leaves in his wake. Whispers name him a phantom, a demon, a reckoning made flesh. But in the dead of night, when the fires of vengeance dim, the ghost of the man he once was claws its way to the surface. A memory of laughter. A fleeting touch of remorse. The unbearable question: ‘Is this all I am now?’ Time is running out. The line between vengeance and damnation is razor-thin. And somewhere in the wreckage of his soul, a spark flickers—one last chance at redemption. But can light survive in a heart this black? And even if it does… will the world let him forget what he’s done?"  

My mate, Husk, rejected me! What do I care? Husk is arrogant, stubborn, and pigheaded, the complete opposite of what I want. I can't mate with a brute like him. Worse, his rejection is causing a rift between him and his brothers, my other mates. I can never give Husk my heart even if he possesses my body. Fate is cruel and I don't think I can pay the price. There's a fine line between love and hate, but with me and Husk, it's a mile-long chasm.

Li Xuan, a seasoned gamer from Earth, finds his pixelated reality shattered when he's unceremoniously yanked into the brutal, beautiful world of cultivation. His new reality? He's the last, dilapidated remnant of the once-proud Falling Leaf Sect, a crumbling husk of a sect on the verge of disappearing forever. Just as despair threatens to swallow him whole, a peculiar, familiar System whirs to life within his mind. This isn't just any system; it's a Sect Growth System, designed specifically to drag the Falling Leaf Sect back from the brink of extinction. Armed with gaming instincts and a healthy dose of exasperation, Li Xuan must now complete system tasks to recruit disciples, rebuild his sect, and master powerful (but not overpowered) martial arts, pills, and weapons. Each successful task rewards him with unique boons that, when mastered by him and his growing disciples, will allow them to effortlessly dominate opponents within their rank and even challenge those a step higher. No grim reapers here – instead, Li Xuan finds innovative ways to deal with his defeated foes, from charming them into joining his ranks to orchestrating elaborate ransoms. With a blend of strategic gaming logic, unexpected humor, and the occasional burst of genuine martial prowess, Li Xuan will transform the Falling Leaf Sect from a forgotten ruin into a continental powerhouse, one humorous, action-packed chapter at a time. His ultimate goal? To be the strongest sect in the continent, leaving the talk of ascension to the overly ambitious.

[R-18 content] [Necromancy] [Magic+Science ] [Dungeons ] [Celestial objects] [Angels] [Demons] Thomas Netherlore aka Tom after dying too many times gets reincarnated into a world full of mana and otherworldly energies. This life compared to his previous one, where he couldn't even get past the age of 20 was different. In this life, he fused with the husk of a divine concept gaining a system in this process. He then finds out about his biggest cheat the 'infinite soul'. There are many fascinating things about this new world that piqued his curiosity and more was about himself. This ignited his long-lost passion for knowledge, truth, and power. In this new and chaotic world, he strived to obtain knowledge, power, and a harem. The world was a different one. A palace where morals do not exist, a place where the toughest fist rules, and a place where one can be anything. 'A world that can give one everything and at the same time take everything away Slowly but surely Tom would take over the world of 'Lokam' and make it to his liking. An exciting journey with pleasure and hard work awaits Tom. ••• [ Book contains incest ( Sexually immoral stuff) The system of power is detailed making it more detailed. please: the concepts such as Providence, and destiny will not be used by the main character, but it exists in a bad way. ( If you don't know what I'm talking about... just don't mind it.) ] ••• [I have little writing experience so please guide this junior Not my first language *Cover not mine* ]

The sun rose slowly over the ancient rooftops of the capital, casting its light not as a blessing but as a cold witness to disgrace. Along a narrow stone-paved street, a figure staggered forward, one step at a time, as if death clung to his back and urged him onward. His body was draped in rusted iron chains—a thick loop dug into the skin of his neck, others bound tightly around his wrists and ankles. Each movement sent the chains clanking, scraping against bone and flesh alike. His limbs trembled, not from fear, but from sheer exhaustion. He had long passed the point where pain mattered. His bare feet dragged over the rough stone. From the soles and up to the shins, blood seeped with every step, marking a crimson trail behind him. Torn skin, half-healed wounds, and infected gashes told stories of endless torment. His legs were failing, muscles barely clinging to his bones. Hunger had stripped him of all weight, all pride—his body nothing more than a husk, a starved silhouette that looked more corpse than man. Behind him marched two imperial guards. Their armor gleamed under the morning sun, spears held upright but ready. One of them jabbed the butt end into his back, forcing him forward when he slowed. "Walk," the guard hissed.

“Uncover the mysteries of a dying world” — Deepwoken Enter the world of Lumen, a world decayed by the grip of time and a sinister group of myths. Destructive wars are on the precipice of arrival, the Voidsea's grip on the world tightens; threatening to drag even the greatest of kingdoms beneath the waves, the Deep beckons and claws its way to the surface world, while legend and myth come alive. In the storm to come, a group of young adventurers, armed with nothing but their wits, weapons, and newly found friendship, embark on a perilous journey to unravel mysteries submerged deep below the waves. As legends awaken, and myths become reality, they will confront the dangers lurking just beneath the waves that will either save this decaying world or collapse it. Either way, their lives will be transformed. Whether into heroes, villains, or fools is a story yet to be told. (Inspired by the famed roguelite Roblox game Deepwoken)

Jake in a certain circumstances obtain an upgraded version of Bloxfruit system. first world: undecided maybe resident evil or something similar zombie starter is kind of good for Jake to adapt in his new life as for the second world is undecided Incase you are wondering what is bloxfruit, it is a game available in Roblox. Please bear with me because it's my first time writing I hope you'll like it specially to those who knows the bloxfruit game.

In a world choked by perpetual ash and crumbling ruins, Elias Thorne, a pragmatic historian, awakens in the frail body of Kaelen Vane, a reviled, branded necromancer. This isn't the Earth he knew; this is the Ashlands, a dying realm haunted by a forgotten catastrophe. But Kaelen's necromancy is unlike any legend. He doesn't raise mindless husks. Instead, he can sense soul fragments lingering in the dead. By painstakingly reassembling these shattered essences, he can temporarily restore the deceased, unlocking their memories, forgotten skills, and even their lost magic. Each "resurrection" is a living, breathing history lesson. Driven by a historian's insatiable curiosity and a primal need for survival, Kaelen soon discovers a horrifying truth: the Ashlands aren't dying naturally. They were shattered centuries ago by a cataclysmic invasion from beings utterly alien to this world. The common understanding of the past is a lie. Now, with a fragile command over his unique power and the spectral guidance of Ser Ulric, a resurrected ancient knight, Kaelen must delve deeper into the haunted ruins and forgotten battlefields. He is the last hope to piece together the true history of the Ashlands, not just for knowledge, but to find a way to escape its slow, agonizing death. But the past holds more than just answers; it harbors ancient, malevolent forces that do not sleep, and they are keenly aware of the young necromancer who dares to awaken the dead. Can Kaelen uncover the truth before the Ashlands consume him, or will he simply become another lost soul in a forgotten history?