Pesky Dust

For years, the gaming world knew him only as “Pulse”—the faceless prodigy, the Rank 1 player who dominated the leaderboards with impossible plays and relentless confidence. A legend behind the screen, but a ghost in the real world. Then came the high school tournament. What started as a casual competition turned into something much bigger—a proving ground, a rivalry, a spotlight he could no longer avoid. And when the dust settled, one name stood above the rest. Now, the world is watching. The pro scene is ruthless, the expectations crushing. Skill alone isn’t enough. If he wants to survive, he must become more than a solo star—he must become a leader. Because at the highest level, it’s not about who plays the best. It’s about who stands at the top when the game is over.

A young man was living in the world of Marvel. With every step he took, new friends and enemies emerged. Against a god of war, his sword radiated immense energy, clashing head-on with divine might. As aliens swarmed the skies, invading his city, he raised his hand—spears of light and ice monsters materialized from his magic. When faced with a demonic being, his body was engulfed in a unique flame, and he charged forward with ferocity and power beyond that of mortals. Battling a master of magnetism, an individual capable of bringing about the apocalypse, a certain purple titan, and countless others, he stood his ground, wielding both intelligence and strength. Now, given the opportunity to access a powerful system linked to different worlds, this young man must carve his path in Marvel. Will he survive? Or will his fate be shattered, his existence erased like dust in the sands of time? Note: I)This book is a fanfic focous on Marvel. They not gone folow necessarily the UCM, but it will have influence. II)The protagonist will be OP, but will have growth. III)I dont have the rights to characters or contexts that are not entirely created by me. IG: @great.daoofspace

Il était un orphelin avec une aptitude médiocre et un milieu modeste. Grâce à la persévérance et à une réticence à se contenter de la médiocrité, il pratiquait désespérément la cultivation. Par un coup de chance, il a éveillé l'Âme Martiale Ancienne, depuis longtemps éteinte dans ce monde, et à partir de ce moment-là, son ascension fut imparable, telle une comète s'élevant haut, s'engageant dans un voyage de cultivation pour dominer le monde. Débutant comme un mendiant qui était malmené par les autres, il a commencé à briller à chaque pas, entrant dans une ère de chaos où les Sectes sont nombreuses, les talents abondent, les Dix Mille Clans luttent pour le pouvoir, et les héros humains émergent les uns après les autres dans un monde vaste et magnifique. Avec l'Âme Martiale du 'Tyran Céleste', il a juré de forger son propre mythe !

Er war ein Waisenkind mit mittelmäßiger Begabung und einem bescheidenen Hintergrund. Durch seine Ausdauer und seinen Unwillen, sich mit Mittelmäßigkeit zufrieden zu geben, kultivierte er verzweifelt. Durch einen glücklichen Zufall erweckte er die alte Kampfseele, die in dieser Welt schon lange ausgestorben war, und von diesem Moment an war sein Aufstieg unaufhaltsam, wie ein Komet, der hoch aufsteigt und sich auf eine Kultivierungsreise begibt, um die Welt zu beherrschen. Er begann als Bettler, der von anderen schikaniert wurde, und begann mit jedem Schritt zu glänzen. Er trat in eine Ära des Chaos ein, in der es zahlreiche Sekten gibt, Talente im Überfluss vorhanden sind, die Zehntausend Clans um die Macht wetteifern und ein menschlicher Held nach dem anderen in einer riesigen und großartigen Welt auftaucht. Mit der "Tyrannenhimmel-Kampfseele" schwor er sich, seinen eigenen Mythos zu schmieden!

Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy. But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come. The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner. “What the… what the hell is this?” Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned. Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive. Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ No netorare (NTR), no system, no incest, no consanguineous relationships.

Tigers beget tigers, and lions beget lions. But not in this case. Mao Jin, the only son of the Dust Valley Sect Master, became the laughingstock of the sect due to his trashy talent. At eighteen, he was still stuck in the Mortal Rank-1 realm, with no hope of breaking through to the next stage. Even his parents had given up on him as a cultivator, wishing only for him to live a mortal life. However, everything changed when Mao Jin earned his first income. That was when he realized—what he truly needed wasn’t talent, but money. With money comes unparalleled talents. From a nobody to a visionary, watch as Mao Jin transforms the Dust Valley Sect into a thriving business hub while rising to power!

The white lotus, a legendary artifact rumored to contain the very secrets of the soul, granted its wielder otherworldly power. Countless powerful Magi from all across the universe waged an epic battle over it. When the dust settled from their fierce clash, the artifact disappeared, awaiting to be inherited by one with great destiny. Adam dreamed of breaking free from the grip of poverty, yearning for a life of riches and comfort. Yet, in a world ruled by arcane spellcasters, achieving such a dream meant becoming one himself. However, learning magic was an expensive aspiration. Not only did it require talent, but also vast resources, neither of which he had. But one day everything changed when he stumbled upon a mysterious white lotus... *** Join my discord: https://discord.gg/w4vACWwfSv

In the galaxy of Shunya, where astral energy reigned supreme, war was the natural order. Middle and low-level worlds clashed endlessly, each striving to break the elusive Level 25 cap, a threshold that only a rare few could surpass. What began as small skirmishes, driven by greed and necessity, soon spiraled into full-scale wars. Empires bled, kingdoms burned, and cities crumbled to dust. But when conquest within a world was no longer enough, warriors turned their gaze outward, invading distant realms, subjugating worlds, and harvesting the astral cores of beasts and humans alike. For those who sought power, the path forward was paved in blood. And amidst the carnage, something unnatural was born. From a sea of blood, an Entity awakened, adrift in a world of war, with no memory of his past or identity. Accompanied by a wolf and an old man, he set forth on a journey to uncover the truth, unknowingly carrying the power to reshape the fate of worlds.

Dia adalah seorang yatim piatu dengan bakat biasa-biasa saja dan latar belakang yang rendah hati. Melalui ketekunan dan ketidakmauan untuk menerima biasa-biasa saja, ia berlatih kultivasi dengan putus asa. Dengan keberuntungan, ia membangkitkan Jiwa Bela Diri Kuno, yang sudah lama punah di dunia ini, dan sejak saat itu, kebangkitannya tak terbendung, seperti komet yang melesat tinggi, memulai perjalanan kultivasi untuk mendominasi dunia. Berawal sebagai pengemis yang sering dibully orang lain, ia mulai bersinar pada setiap langkah, memasuki era kekacauan di mana Sekte-sekte banyak, bakat-bakat berlimpah, Sepuluh Ribu Klan bersaing untuk kekuasaan, dan pahlawan-pahlawan manusia muncul satu demi satu di dunia yang luas dan megah. Dengan 'Jiwa Bela Diri Langit Tirani', ia berjanji untuk membentuk mitosnya sendiri!

Era un huérfano con aptitudes mediocres y un origen humilde. A través de la perseverancia y una negativa a conformarse con la mediocridad, practicó la cultivación desesperadamente. Por un golpe de suerte, despertó el Alma Marcial Antigua, extinta hace mucho tiempo en este mundo, y desde ese momento su ascenso fue imparable, como un cometa elevándose alto, embarcándose en un viaje de cultivación para dominar el mundo. Comenzando como un mendigo que era intimidado por otros, comenzó a brillar con cada paso, entrando en una era de caos donde las Sectas son numerosas, los talentos abundan, los Diez Mil Clanes compiten por el poder, y héroes humanos emergen uno tras otro en un mundo vasto y magnífico. Con el 'Alma Marcial Tirano del Cielo', prometió forjar su propio mito!

Author's message to webnovel readers: Hello everyone, I am Morning Star LL, and I am delighted to meet you all in this way! To be honest, I never imagined that my work would have such a large readership outside China. I was absolutely astonished when my editor told me there were thousands of comments. Before this, my writings were primarily aimed at Chinese readers, and it never crossed my mind that my words would one day be translated into another language. I am both humbled and grateful. I am also extremely honored that my recent work, "This Game is Too Real," has been given the opportunity to reach an international audience. Unlike my previous works, this book is probably the one into which I've invested the most time and effort. It is set in a fictional post-apocalyptic wasteland. The story mainly revolves around a once-thriving civilization that collapses overnight after a disaster. The MC from Earth uses a legacy system to disguise the entire world as a game, leading players on a quest to save civilization. It intertwines the fates of the struggling survivors in the wasteland with mutual redemption, while also uncovering the historical truths buried beneath the dust. This book contains several easter eggs with "Scholar's Advanced Technological System," but mentioning them might spoil the story, so I'll leave it to the readers to discover! Moreover, the overall tone of the book remains cheerful and light-hearted. Despite the world being harsh and full of danger, I believe that even in the darkest moments, the warmth and resilience inherent in humanity will continue to shine brightly, emitting the power to dispel the darkness. It would be my greatest honor if my words resonate with you! And the word "resonate" is also a major clue within the story itself. Thank you! by Morning Star LL —————————————— This game is too freaking realistic! Bricklaying, running errands, picking up trash, delivering parcels... At most, the company lets you experience the hardships of a 996 schedule, but here you can feel the extreme bonus of 007. Alright, enough chit-chat, the great Manager has called me to lay some bricks. That Manager said that as long as we work our livers off, he can get a brand-new set of power armor next month, and then he'll take us to explore a brand new map, picking up even more trash in the vast Wasteland! ... After teleporting to the Waste World, Chu Guang discovered that he had unlocked the "shelter system" and could summon creatures called "players" from a parallel world. From that day on, nothing in the Waste World was normal anymore.

Yao Qing was widely known within the circles of nobility as the epitome of beauty, wealth, and arrogance—a unique splendor that made her the unattainable dream of countless men in Yaocheng. Yet, when her family went bankrupt, and her father was imprisoned, that dreamy figure fell from grace, becoming nothing but dust. As everyone looked on with cold amusement at her plight, she disappeared quietly, with no one able to trace her whereabouts. Just as she was on the verge of being forgotten, she reemerged quietly in the entertainment sector, like a rose at dawn, still dazzling and bright. It was said she made a director kneel. It was said she toyed with the emotions of a leading actor. It was said she ruthlessly harmed her own sister. And it was said... that she attempted to seduce the famous Mr. Yu of Yaocheng, only to be thrown out of the room in public— In his company, Yu Yanshen looked at the news on his computer, silently lit a cigarette, and his eyes cold and indifferent, he dialed Yao Qing's number. "Qingqing, I admit my mistake. Don't wander out of the room in the middle of the night again; I can't sleep without you." In Yaocheng, Yu Yanshen was a man who kept at a distance from women, dangerous and mysterious, the unattainable dream of countless women. In his eyes, Yao Qing would always be the delicate young girl.

The Immortal Way, how arduous it is! Especially in this Immortal Cultivation World, which has been drastically changed by a plague! Mortals carry the disease, and when Immortals come into contact with them, they are liable to suffer a decrease in their cultivation, and in the worst case, end up Returning to the heavens. This has made Mortals and Immortals eternally separate entities. The Immortal Law cannot be jointly cultivated, turning the entire Immortal Cultivation World into a vast dark forest. ...... Li Fan, having travelled through time, despite having boundless ambitions, can only toil within the mortal dust, wasting away his whole life. Fortunately, just before death, he finally awakens an odd treasure which can turn the real into the fake - transforming his real life into a vivid dream, enabling him to return to the time right after he travelled through time. Therefore, Li Fan began his long Road to Immortality! In his second life, Li Fan, over the course of fifty years, overturned the power balance of the world, yet he searched everywhere and failed to find a trace of Immortals, only managing to see the traces of an Immortal at the very end of his life. In his third life, despite Li Fan exhausting his spirit and wits and laying out all sorts of schemes, he still couldn’t withstand a single strike from an Immortal! In his fourth life...... ...... I, Li Fan, a mere mortal, have no regrets even after a hundred lifetimes, I only seek Immortality!

Zero had played the game 'Star Dust' for all his life and gave up everything for it, he had completed it at the cost of his life. And his wish was granted, he got transmigrated to the world of that game. But everything turns out to change, and his information is no longer reliable. Because of his ignorance to this fact he faces many obstacles on his journey to find new meaning in life.

When the Great War finally came to an end and the forces of "good" emerged victorious, the once-mighty empire crumbled into dust. Its rulers were defeated, its armies scattered, and its legacy branded as a dark stain on history. But not all remnants of the fallen empire vanished. One survivor remains—a descendant of the so-called "evil" side. She is the last of her bloodline, carrying the weight of a shattered past. With the world now against her, she must decide: Will she seek revenge against those who destroyed everything she knew? Will she hide her lineage and try to live a life of peace? Or does fate have an entirely different path in store for her? In a world that refuses to forget the sins of her ancestors, she must carve her own destiny—whether in the shadows or in the light.

Dustin Williams, Known throughout reality as Celestial Dustin, The King of Everything is done and dusted with life, having fufilled everything he set out to do painting himself to reality like painting on a canvas, he then writes down his autobiography, to inform and inspire future generations, he has seen his wars, countless wars, his bloodline has expanded and prospered throughout the cosmos for eons, but even an immortal being has an ending, but with his last moments he shares to us the tale of his rise to glory, Will you read it?

The world no longer is what it should be. The fall of humanity was a fast one. Free fall from a cliff and we just kept jacking our jaws. Tough. Oh, we are so tough. Till the Reaper shows up. The story follows a man named Thorne, who discovers a relic from the past. A story of love. A story of survival. A story of the future.

They call me ruthless, a usurper, the butcher of Kot. But history, as it is written, rarely whispers the truth of a man's heart. From the dust-strewn training grounds of my youth to the gilded halls of Kathmandu’s Durbar, I, Jung Bahadur, carved a nation’s destiny with my own hands. Born Bal Narsingh Kunwar, I was a second son, hungry for recognition in a kingdom teetering on the brink of chaos. This is not a tale of tyranny, though enemies will paint it so. This is my truth, seen through my eyes, felt in my very bones. My story begins amidst the simmering political intrigue of Nepal, a land caught between ancient traditions and the encroaching shadow of British India. I will recount my early years, the whispers of ambition that first stirred within me during military drills, the frustration of being sidelined, the keen observations I made of a court riddled with weakness and betrayal.

"Kill them all - every last member of House Grim must die tonight!" That was the last thing Renard heard before his world turned to ash. One night was all it took for him to lose everything - his family slaughtered, his home burned to ashes, all because the other Great Houses branded them traitors. They thought they wiped a noble line. Instead, they created a monster. Rising from the despair of losing everything, Renard became the beast Sovereign. He embraced the darkness and rose to the position of the 7th commander of the dreaded demon army. Leading an army of Demons and monsters, he brought three legendary Heroes to their knees and crushed four Great Houses to dust. But just as revenge was within his grasp, the champion of Humanity - Klean Weaver's holy sword pierced his heart. Renard thought that was the end. But something impossible happened. He woke up in the past, in a time when his family still lived and House Grim stood strong among the Eight Great Houses A second chance! A chance to change everything. That wasn’t all. For unknown reasons, he inherited the Legacy of the Devourer, a power that lets him consume the strength of his enemies. Was it a curse? Or a blessing? He didn’t know. But for Renard, it is simply a tool to protect what's his. The Lords of the Great Houses think they're untouchable in their high castles. They have no idea what's coming. This time, the Beast of House Grim hunts first!! *** Join the Discord for story discussion, events, character art and more.... Discord Link: https://discord.gg/YtJKT4kzEA

In a world overrun by demons and wreaking havoc, people rise up as one to repel this aggression.In this story, its hero, John Verita, appears.To save the world from the tyranny of Satan and achieve balance hand in hand with the protectors of Light organization.

"Young people often fall for the wrong people, and I guess my wrong person was you." Morana, a young lady, who was treated cruely by her family, unwanted by the society, was assassinated by her husband and her supposed step-sister. "Even if I had to crawl out of the depths of hell, I would return. I would make them pay for every lie, every betrayal, every moment of agony they had inflicted on me. And when I did, they would know the full weight of my wrath." Those were her last words before she succumbed to darkeness. But she never expected to be given a second chance at life. "Three hundred and sixty-five days. That is the time you have to carry out your revenge. If you succeed, your soul will be free to move on. But if you fail..." My throat tightened. "If I fail?" The being’s glow darkened, and its voice echoed with finality. "You will cease to exist. Your soul will turn to dust and vanish, leaving no trace of you in any realm." What happens after she exhaust one year, even if she succeed in seeking revenge?

{WSA ENTRY 2025} "Really? So now I’m the demon? What a joke." A being stood in the void, radiating an aura so fierce it distorted reality itself. His malevolent form glittered in the abyss of nothingness, exuding an overwhelming presence. Space around him lay in ruins, torn apart by war. Wreckage of colossal battleships drifted aimlessly, while the massive corpses of fallen creatures floated in the endless expanse. His right eye, shimmering with a deep blue hue, seemed to embody time itself—wherever it gazed, time would freeze, accelerate, slow down, or even reverse. Its wavy aura pulsed with an eerie, undeniable power. His left eye, a swirling brown vortex, held the essence of space itself. It collapsed in on itself, revealing countless layers of existence, stretching far beyond the realm of the Zerothverse and into the unknown. He stood alone amidst trillions upon trillions of lifeless bodies—dragons, phoenixes, celestials, immortals, and beings of all races lay motionless, devoid of life. He was the only absolute existence in this vast expanse of emptiness. "You can still be good," they said. "There’s hope," they claimed… Hah! I thought only humanity was greedy, but you’re all the same. No matter your race, no matter your soul, your consciousness is tainted with the same selfish desires. His voice grew darker, colder, sending an unsettling chill through the void. "Maybe I had a choice once… but my only choice was death—a slow, agonizing death. And I… refuse to allow it." A wicked grin spread across his face as his aura surged violently. "I've always wanted to be the demon. A creature of chaos, born to thrive in war, to kill in agony. I am the perfect embodiment of destruction… I am the Demon. The annihilator of all things called ‘existence’!" His laughter echoed through the void as his aura erupted, consuming everything in its wake. The dead disintegrated into dust, stars exploded into nothingness, galaxies collapsed, universes crumbled, and entire multiverses vanished into the abyss. Even the vast emptiness of the Omniverse trembled before his will. And so, he stood alone—unchallenged, unshackled, and unrepentant.

A world, where people use others for their benefit. Where beasts run rampant. Cleverness was in the veins of humans. A single decision could change the lives of many. Humans were clever, beasts possessed power, and a being contained secrets of heaven and earth. But humans went against heaven and created what they called techniques. A war was a result of their folly. But war results in someone being a victor and makes them even more powerful. Many secrets, which were buried in dust. A history that shocked even the heavens. A man whose kindness resulted in a regret. To whom the righteous path and demonic path were just tools. *****/*****

Shen Weiyi has a younger, boy-next-door boyfriend whose allure lies in his height, long legs, and strong torso. With a wild mind and a talent for flirting, the eighteen-year-old Jiang is impulsive, fun-loving, and fickle, exhibiting both innocent and wolf-like traits at the touch of a button. Beloved by countless girls, he always thought Shen Weiyi, who would do anything at his mere call of 'sister', would forever indulge him, only to find she suddenly doesn't want him anymore. Breakups are breakups; whoever regrets it is a dog. Shen Weiyi, once red-eared and compliant to his every whim, now won't look back, leaving an eighteen-year-old Jiang's genuine liking turning into a resolute declaration of disinterest. 'Jiang,' she says, 'I date for happiness, not for extra headache.' Later, a desperate Jiang tries everything for her, getting injured in the process and lowering himself to the dust, only to see her blooming in another man's arms, which drives him to a jealous rage. Sheng Ting, the genius of the Z University, untouchable and seen by everyone as the embodiment of purity and restraint, had decided the names of their unborn children upon his first glimpse of Shen Weiyi. [Childhood friend VS Sudden love, not seeking the adoration of the whole world but asking to be your one and only exception in life.]

Before the fall, there was betrayal. Lucifer, the brightest of the angels, did not challenge the Creator out of ambition, but out of disdain. How could the angels, forged in perfection, bow before fragile creatures made of dust? His rebellion was not just an act of pride, but of fury against humanity. And for that, he was condemned. Cast into the abyss alongside his followers, he swore to destroy the world he so despised. For ages, his legions waited, but the prophecy marked the beginning of a new era. The gates of hell opened, unleashing demons, monsters, and beasts that plunged the earth into chaos and despair. Heaven and hell now prepare for their final confrontation, while humanity, caught between warring gods, struggles to survive in a world where hope is little more than a whisper in the shadows. The last battle has begun. And the fate of creation hangs by a thread.

In the vast universe, the birth and death of a galaxy is nothing more than a flash of mottled light. Looking up at the starry sky, there is always a sense of sadness that the ending is predetermined. Where will you and I be thousands of years later? The country, the fire of civilization, and the earth are nothing more than a speck of dust in the deep space. The starry sky is a moment, and the human world is a thousand years. The chirping of insects is only autumn, and you and I are fighting for it. What is at the end of the deep space?

Michael Conner is a haunted teenager who basically feels that the world weighs upon him, and every step he makes is drawing him deeper into its cruel clutches. After five years of escaping, fate drags him back for the funeral of his ex-best friend's grandfather-a moment he had dreadfully awaited. What begins as a reluctant return turns out to be a nightmarish journey. In the attic, full of dust, he finds a concealed journal, and the dark secrets it holds unfold a terrifying truth: the grandfather had made a malevolent bargain, trading in his family's souls to some ancient, evil being. Having realized that the town he once knew is steeped in darkness, Michael must swallow his pride and team up with Jake, his former best friend turned bitter enemy. As they grapple with old wounds and simmering resentment, their shared mission forces them to confront both their haunting past and the chilling present that threatens everything they hold dear. Together, they step into the darkness that has consumed their hometown, where every new turn reveals more secrets-secrets that threaten their view of reality and promise to tear asunder the very fibers of their life. With danger looming large over them, tensions rising, Michael and Jake must race against time to try and break the chain of their families that is cursed, binding them into this malevolent force. Will they find a way to redeem themselves and save those they love, or will the darkness claim them forever? Prepare for a gripping tale of friendship, betrayal, and the fight for redemption in the face of unimaginable evil.

At ALO Company, power, ambition and underground secrets work hand in hand. Roxanna Davis, the sharp and relentless Chief Sustainability Officer, has one goal unmask the person who sabotaged her project. With the company’s future hanging in the balance, she can’t afford any distractions. But Carlton Nakamura is a distraction she never saw coming. The newly elected President, young, powerful, and frustratingly charming, is already bolted by his father’s expectations and an engagement he never wanted. Carlton and Roxanna have always clashed, with their differences making cooperation a constant battle. Yet, as they battle crisis after crisis together, their differences start to blur, and something unexpected forms between them. While Terra, Roxanna’s sharp-eyed best friend and co-worker, sees the tension simmering beneath their arguments, Roxanna remains ignorant, too caught up in the storm threatening her team. But the deeper she digs, the more dangerous her mission becomes. Someone in the shadows wants her investigation buried and they’ll stop at nothing to make sure it is. Can Roxanna uncover the truth before it’s too late? And when the dust settles, will she finally see what’s been right in front of her all along? Or will Carlton’s love go unnoticed… until it’s too late?

Fang Lin was born with nothing—no spirit root, no cultivation, no future. Scorned by his village, abandoned by fate, and forced to scrape by for survival, his only link to the past was an unbreakable jade pendant that had been with him since birth. But the night he was hunted by a King-ranked Mochen Tiger, everything changed. As he stood at the brink of death, the pendant shattered, unleashing a power beyond mortal comprehension. When the dust settled, the beast that should have killed him lay dead at his feet, and before him floated an ethereal window, revealing truths hidden from the world. He was no longer the nameless orphan struggling to survive. He was something far greater. But with this awakening came questions. What was the true nature of his spirit? Why had fate hidden his potential until now? And who—or what—had been watching over him all this time? In a world where strength rules and destiny binds all, Fang Lin will carve a path of his own—one that defies heaven itself. The story of an outcast is over.

257 years ago, two countries were reduced to dust for calling his wrath. After the incident not one drop of rain fell. Fearing the demon lord’s power, all races stopped the ongoing war. Peace finally returned, bringing new changes. But the demon lord disappeared...