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The Extra Seeks Chaos

Eric Langley, an eighteen-year-old boy whose parents passed away three years ago, had no known relatives and was left to fend for himself. To support himself, he worked in a bakery, using his earnings to cover his daily needs and indulge in his favorite pastime—reading chapters of the novel "Humanity's Strongest Mage," which had recently gone on hiatus. Eric had a love-hate relationship with the novel. While he was captivated by its world, he despised the Protagonist, Alex Whiteheart. Alex had it all from the start: strength, fame, money, and of course, a harem. He never faced any real challenges, effortlessly overcoming every obstacle, which made the story lack something Eric craved....... Chaos. One evening, while taking a walk with his headphones on, Eric was lost in thought. The music drowned out the world around him, and he failed to notice a car losing control and speeding toward him. The last thing he heard was a screech before everything went dark. When Eric woke up, memories flooded his mind, and he quickly realized something was wrong. He wasn't in his own world anymore; he had somehow ended up in the world of "Humanity's Strongest Mage." To his shock, he found himself in the body of Arin Vale, an insignificant character never mentioned in the novel—a true extra. Now, armed with the knowledge of future events and driven by a desire for chaos, Arin had one goal: to disrupt the smooth journey of Alex Whiteheart, the Protagonist. He was determined to introduce Chaos into the story, making it far more interesting than it ever was, and in the process, he'll also find out that there's more to his character than just being an Extra. Let the Chaos begin! [Please, read up to 30 chapters before deciding. I'm sure you'll love it. Thank you!!] Note: 1) 104 chapters are free! 2) The memories of the body the MC reincarnated into are very important to the story, so they won't be revealed early. 3) The novel starts off slow, but the pace picks up as it progresses. 4) The MC might act like he doesn't care about any other person, and only wants to use them, but that'll change in the long run. Character development will do its job. [WEEKLY GOALS] 100 Power Stones: 1 Extra Chapter 200 Power Stones: 2 Extra Chapters 300 Power Stones: 3 Extra Chapters 20 Golden Tickets: 1 Extra Chapter 45 Golden Tickets: 3 Extra Chapters Massage Chair: 2 Extra Chapters Luxury Car: 3 Extra Chapters Magic Castle: 15 Extra Chapters! [Please support this novel with power stones and comments. It'll motivate me a lot, thank you!!] Check out my other novels: Reincarnated With A Revenge System Elemental Vampire Join The Discord Server: https://discord.gg/DZC8vBV2
anime_otaku_6087 · 661K Views

The Lonely War: A Tale of Scars and Shadows

Emmy Hart, a frail and introverted high school student who has endured relentless bullying from his peers. In a world where strength determines survival, Emmy is constantly targeted—mocked, beaten, and humiliated. His only solace lies in music, particularly the songs of Juice WRLD, which he listens to through his worn-out headphones. Emmy’s suffering reaches a breaking point when a brutal attack leaves him on the brink of death. But in his darkest moment, something awakens—a supernatural system that grants him abilities through daily quests. At first, he uses his newfound powers from the shadows, exacting revenge on those who tormented him. Yet, as he delves deeper, he discovers a hidden world beyond his school, filled with individuals who possess even greater abilities. Manipulated and betrayed, Emmy is drawn into a war between factions far more dangerous than school bullies. With his past erased and his memory restored only by the system, he sets out on a path of vengeance, determined to dismantle both the villainous group that used him and the so-called heroes who stand in his way. But as the battle escalates, he uncovers an even greater truth—a secret faction pulling the strings from the shadows. When they unite against him, wiping out his allies and imprisoning him, all seems lost. Yet, a girl from his past, the one person who secretly admired him, risks everything to set him free. Now, with the full power of his system unlocked, Emmy must recover five elemental stones hidden in perilous locations, each granting him even stronger abilities. His final test lies in stealing the last stone from a high-ranking member of the neutral faction. But as he faces impossible odds, an unexpected ally emerges—another rogue thief seeking their own vengeance. Together, they will wage war against a system built on lies. And Emmy Hart, once powerless, will rise from the shadows, ready to burn it all down.
striddear · 1.4K Views

Entwined: Stuck in Her Grip

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.
Astra_Qilla · 11.1K Views

A Black Umbrella and White Feather

Huel lived in a world of cheesy romance novels and quiet reality. Deaf since childhood, he wore headphones not for music, but to avoid conversations he couldn’t hear. He carried a black umbrella everywhere—rain or shine—and spent every afternoon on the same park bench by the lake, watching people’s unspoken stories: a smile here, a tear there, hands clasped tight. One day, as Huel scribbled ideas for his latest story (*The Pirate’s Secret Pickle*), a loud, melodic laugh cut through his silence. He looked up. A snowy-white bird sat on a branch above him, chirping what sounded like… *giggles*. Before Huel could react, the bird hopped down—and transformed into a man. A *very* handsome man, with silver hair and a grin that sparkled. “Got you!” the man said, snatching Huel’s umbrella. His voice was clear, like bells. “I’ve been watching you ignore the world. Why?” Huel froze. He’d never heard a voice so vividly before. “H-How…?” The man tapped Huel’s headphones. “Magic. And I’m bored. You’re interesting.” He leaned closer, trapping Huel against the bench. “Let’s make a deal. I’ll give you the *best* romance plot of your life… if you let me be your boyfriend.” Huel’s face turned red. “Why?!” The man winked. “Because you’re the first human who noticed my laugh.” He tossed the umbrella into the air, and it turned into a flock of butterflies. “So? Deal?” ---
Sweet_SourKiwi · 496 Views

Not His, Not Hers, But Still Theirs

It’s funny how a single decision, a single moment, a single choice can change your life so unexpectedly. Then again it never was just a single decision or a single moment rather all those small choices that led up to this messed up situation. Kim Jinsol, despite being extremely smart, had never been the adventurous or spontaneous person her older sister was, she had always preferred to keep her head down with a pair of headphones and wanted to become a musician. Unfortunately none of that happened because of her hateful sister, who she loved too much for her own good. Her older sister had always been absurd in most of the decisions she had made. She never thought they would affect her much until they did. When everyone had expected Kim Eunae to go to medical school or business school and become the next leader of her fathers company, she went off to become a photographer instead. When her parents set up a marriage with their family friend's older son, she ran off and got married to the younger son leaving the fiance at the altar. But that wasn’t even the most absurd thing of all, the most absurd thing her older sister had done was beg her for a ridiculous favour and Kim Jinsol had idiotically accepted. But nothing ever did go as planned as could be seen by her current situation. Here she was walking down the aisle getting married to that fiancé who was left at the altar, while being three months pregnant with a child that was not his, nor hers, but still somehow theirs. *I do not own the above book cover art or claim any copyrights to it. If the original owner has any problem with me using it please let me know*
aniawrites22 · 3.8K Views

Temukan Kebenaran

Tragedi aneh menimpa enam orang diantaranya tiga orang laki-laki dan tiga orang lainnya perempuan. Segala bentuk identifikasi kasus telah terpecahkan, terkecuali kasus Melati. Mereka semua hampir terbunuh oleh peristiwa sebelumnya yang kemudian secara misterius menimbulkan semacam kekuatan mutasi didalam masing-masing individu. Alien? Subyek eksperimen? Kutukan? Karma Tuhan? Anugerah? Mari kita cari tahu. Berawal dari rasa ingin tahu Melati terhadap Arum bahwa semuanya dilakukan oleh penelitian perusahaan Ayahnya. Namun tanpa diduga Arum pun berkeinginan untuk bertemu seseorang lainnya diluar sana seperti Melati yang memiliki kekuatan aneh sepertinya. Nama : Melati Umur : 26 Tahun Identifikasi : tergeletak diatas meja makan didalam rumah dengan darah keluar dari matanya tanpa henti, pukul 03:00 dini hari. Korban ditemukan oleh rekan kerja setelah korban menghubunginya karena merasa tidak enak badan pada pukul 02:40. Kasus : tahap penyelidikan Nama : Jaka Umur : 24 Tahun Identifikasi : tergeletak tepat didepan apartemen pada pukul 23:30 dengan luka tebasan benda tajam dibagian kedua lengan atas. Kasus : Dugaan Perampokan Nama : Arum Mawaratih Umur : 27 Tahun Identifikasi : tergeletak didepan kamar mandi dengan luka goresan di kedua nadi lengan pada pukul 06:16 Kasus : dugaan percobaan Bunuh diri Nama : Genta Gemilang Umur : 27 Tahun Identifikasi : terjatuh oleh sepatu yang basah. Cctv melihat pergerakan korban cukup gelisah hingga pukul 00:33 korban berjalam di lorong lantai 28, kemudian menghindari kucing hitam yang tiba-tiba melintas di sehingga terpeleset dan kepala korban membentur kursi lobi. Kasus : Kecelakaan Tunggal. Nama : Asri Purnama Umur : 25 Tahun Identifikasi : ditemukan di toilet umum apartemen dengan luka dalam sayatan di leher dan keadaan pakaian dalam terbuka. Ditemukan oleh penetap apartemen lainnya kepada pihak keamaan apartemen pada pukul 04:04. Kasus : tindak asusila, percobaan pembunuhan. Nama : Wisnu Wicaksana Umur : 25 Tahun Identifikasi : tersentrum oleh arus pendek listrik dari kabel headphone yang dipakai ketika tidur. Ditemukan oleh pihak layanan makanan setelah korban memesan makanan untuk pukul 23:06. Kasus : Kecelakaan Tunggal
januar_Putra · 12.5K Views

A World of Monster Girls

It all started because of that game. It was an erotic game, really. In it, a massive apocalypse happened, filled with monster girls to the brim. And what do these monster girls want? To suck you up dry, of course! Now, usually in these games, you get sucked up, get a quick session with your pickle, and that's it. But, this game was different. In it, you can choose what to do with the monster after you defeated it. Either you can spare it, or kill it. It was such an interesting concept for me. I decided to go with a neutral route, where I sometimes spare sometimes kill, if you spare you don't get the xp, so it was a bit hard, so I did some killing here and there. I can always replay the game after finishing It, after all. But before I got to the ending, the save file somehow got corrupted. After a couple of moments of lament, I decided to try again, and save multiple times this time, but I decided to try a full-on full mercy run. Keep it between us, or call me a wimp, but I felt a tang of sadness when I killed those monsters. It felt odd, the voice they made, I mean. When they died, I could literally hear the voice in my head despite me not wearing headphones. That's why I decided to do a mercy run. But when I tried to boot up the game, the screen suddenly shone bright, almost blinding me. And now, here I am. Stranded in this god-forsaken place, filled with monsters that can suck me up, both my treasure and my literal soul. ----- Buy me a cup of coffee!: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/CaliburnGx2 Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/CaliburnG2 I appreciate any kind of support whatsoever! Every 4-dollar donation will lead to an extra chapter on that day, or the day after if I'm busy.
CaliburnG2 · 56.2K Views

Horror thoughts

Content warning: Horror thoughts She waits with a watchful eye, staring at the pasta. It doesn’t boil. Pacing back and forth across the empty kitchen with the useless pots and pans still in the creaky cupboard, she adds another pinch of salt to the pasta. It still doesn’t boil. She thinks about putting on a bit of music while she waits, but the downstairs neighbors hate when she does that, and she can’t remember where she last left her headphones. They might be in her coat pocket or they might not, perhaps she left them on top of the back bed in the room with the leftover textbooks. Or maybe she didn’t, maybe she left them hanging off the tiny coat rack, right next to her keys. Wherever she left them it’s too much work to run and find them, especially when the pot might boil soon. As soon as it boils, she’ll put the pasta in. As soon as it boils. The tiny apartment is only temporary, and the only burner fizzles on her. She coaxes it, fights it, begs it to make a bigger flame but it does not, settling proudly for the dull little spark that it is. Blowing on a flame coaxes a campfire; she wonders if it’ll help the stove. Probably not. She watches the blue flame dance and stares right through it. Her phone lights up. She has a notification, another message she’s not going to read. Why bother, when she knows exactly what it will say? Still, she checks the name. She reads the first two letters and flips the phone over, wincing as it lands a bit too hard on the counter. Fortunately, it’s not cracked. Unfortunately, that part of the counter is still covered in uncleaned bacon grease from his disaster yesterday, and now her phone is too. The television buzzes a commercial from the living area, or whatever passes as such. She cranes her neck to check the ad, but it's not selling anything good, just some sort of medical plan for old people, the kind of thing she couldn't afford even if she chopped off both arms and sold them. When she left home, she swore up and down she wasn’t ever going to be the kind of person who left the TV on. She wasn’t going to eat in front of it, didn’t even need a good model really, just something to use to occasionally watch old cartoons and maybe a new show if he wanted to. Now, the TV is always on, always buzzing, always saying something, just a little too quiet to hear. The pot on the stove is still not boiling. She thinks she remembered to top the water off with cold water, but maybe she didn’t. She wonders if throwing in a tablespoon or two now will change anything. Probably not; her greasy phone buzzes again. She flips it over, checks the name, and turns it back down. He’s not going to write her. She knows that. Still, she checks, just in case. Banana bread would probably be a smart thing to make,
Zoha_meer · 1.9K Views
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