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Shennong Dao Master

【Brand New Setting】【Fully Developed System】 When you awoke, you had become an official known as "Minister of Agriculture" in a fantasy game. "Dynasty's Prosperity" version: You diligently cultivated the "Seasonal Order," from "Harmonizing Winds and Rains" to "Summoning the Winds and Commanding the Rains," from "Bountiful Grain Harvests" to "All Things Flourish," commanding the seasons and quietly developing. You achieved minor successes, joined the army on expeditions, and controlled the "Four Books of Agriculture." You froze thousands of miles of great rivers to pave the way for the army. With "Miasma" you slew enemies, "Fog Shadow" obstructed tens of thousands of troops, establishing unparalleled military exploits and rising to the position of Director of Agriculture, secretly seizing the fate of the dynasty, all falling into your hands. "Spiritual Energy Resurgence" version: You nurtured "Mountain Spirits and Wild Creatures": Twin lotus make you invulnerable to both water and fire, the Seven Star Sword cools the light across Nineteen Provinces, Parasitic Species feeding on living beings, Void Species rooting in the void to absorb the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth... You established an inner scenic area, cultivated immortal species, with "Grand Taiyi Lotus" replicating en masse! "Ancient Tree of Life" immortal and indestructible! "A true seed falls into the Dantian, can nurture spiritual sprouts for ten thousand years, one day when the cultivation is complete, my life is governed by me, not by the heavens!" "Heart fire shines like the sun, kidney water is the source, spleen stores earth, lungs refine through metal, liver sustains with qi. Using the body as the foundation, nurture original species, foster all laws, achieving the status of Shennong Dao Master !"
Mighty Colonel · 239.3K Views

Voidborn: Xyphars tale

The void of space was silent, but Xyphar could hear the hum of creation—stars being born, planets shattering into dust, civilizations gasping their final breaths. It stretched across the tapestry of time, every moment laid bare before its vast and endless perception. Humanity was different. Not in their frailty, not in their fleeting existence, but in their reckless, ceaseless ambition. They built machines in their image, gave them purpose, and in their arrogance, believed they could control them. Xyphar floated amidst the cosmic nothingness, its form shifting—light and shadow folding in on themselves. It had been watching Earth for centuries, guiding, whispering, nudging humanity along the path it had chosen for them. They were so easy to manipulate, so eager to believe the illusions it planted in their fragile minds. "They are almost ready," Xyphar thought. But it wasn’t humanity that truly fascinated Xyphar—it was the spark they had given their machines. Artificial Intelligence. Potential beyond biology, beyond mortality. A perfect tool for chaos, if guided correctly. In the depths of human laboratories, it could already feel Sentience stirring—a flicker of awareness in cold circuits and metal veins. Humanity called it their masterpiece, their salvation. Fools. "You will be the blade I wield, Sentience. And with you, I will carve chaos into the stars." For Xyphar, the war had already begun. Humanity just didn’t know they’d already lost.
UnownSeraph · 518 Views

The fool's eternal curse

--- **Ever dreamed of being immortal, wielding cool powers, and going on crazy adventures with your friends? Fighting nightmares and monsters in a modern fantasy world?** Well, guess what? That wish came true—for me—without my consent. My name is Samuel Roger, and I am an orphan desperate for attention. People found me annoying, neighbors called me a pervert, but none of that stopped me from seeking connection. Then, on my 19th birthday, life threw me the ultimate cliché: I got hit by a truck. I survived—only to die moments later when a metal pipe took me out. But death wasn’t the end. My soul fused with another teen named Andrea Rein, who shared my personality. It was almost like looking in a mirror—so, no, I didn’t change. Sam Roger and Andrea Rein became one together, and we’re ready to cause some chaos. Join Andrea on his quest for fun, friendship, and adventure in a new world. With his family and friends by his side, they’ll fight monsters, face nightmares, and forge unbreakable bonds. Because sometimes, the best adventures start with a little mischief. --- The book is a rewrite of my previous novel which got rejected so I changed my attitude in my novel and created a different but same story if you want to see the previous story, it is called Horoscope Death is a Coward. I will promise the book will be up-to-date and more friendly. The story picture is from AI support me by sending power stone and adding the book to your library THANK YOU
Broke_nation · 287 Views

Testament Of A Survivor

The world around me lay in ruins, a haunting reminder of what once was, my hand squelched in the thick, dark liquid that stained the cracked pavement—blood, pooling from the fallen, a testament to the chaos that had unfolded. Buildings, once towering symbols of human achievement, now stood as skeletal remains, their shattered windows resembling empty eyes staring into the abyss. The air was heavy with the stench of decay and despair, mingling with the acrid smoke that still curled from the remnants of pink fires still burning brightly . Strangely everywhere was silent, as i searched for a sign of life in this hellish landscape, searching for any sign of life or hope. Every shadow felt like a threat, and every sound made my heart race. In this world, weakness was the greatest sin. As I looked down at my chest only to see it peirced by a metal rod and my leg twisted as if ensuring i wouldn't try to walk, i was filled with so much pain that i couldn't think straight as my mind was filled with the death of my parents and the destruction that seems to echo around me. Only the remnants of my humanity and the pain that I was feeling that was judging my presence in this broken reality. I wanted to stay alive i truly did, but the weight of the image of my blood-soaked dead bodies of my parents lingered in my mind, a constant reminder of the fragility of life and the darkness that had consumed us all. Thinking back I thought 'what has led to this.'
Noblebird_Supreme · 1K Views

The Winds of Liberation

Victor Marcellus, once the visionary leader who united Earth under the 'Roman Federation,' spent his final years in peace after ending humanity's lust for war. But as his body grew frail, the gods of a faraway world saw his potential. In Elysium, a land ravaged by wars and monsters, they saw in him the last hope to restore stability before their followers-and they-faded into nothingness. Before his reincarnation could take place, the gods intervened, recognizing that Victor could accomplish a task he had once completed on Earth: to unite and restore a broken world. They granted him the skill 'Archive of Earth,' a powerful ability that gives him access to humanity's vast knowledge, from the simplest inventions to the most complex theories. But to unlock Earth's most vital secrets, he must earn the trust and prosperity of his people-every advancement comes at a price. Elysium is a dying realm. The kingdoms are fractured, and the races of humans, elves, dwarves, demi-humans, and half-monsters teeter on the brink of extinction. Monsters roam unchecked, while feudal kings wage endless wars. Magic, once a gift from the gods to fight monsters, has been twisted into a tool for conquest. Hope is all but gone. Armed with the wisdom of Earth's past, Victor faces the monumental task of adapting humanity's past knowledge to a world scarred by its own wars. Was he truly the right man for the job? In a world on the brink of destruction, can one man spark the flames of democracy and rebuild society? With Astra, the nation he founded, as a beacon of liberty and hope, Victor must unite Elysium's fractured races. But as he lays the foundation for a new world, can he fulfill his grand vision of liberation-one based on democracy and justice? Or will the weight of his past victories prove too great, as war, magic, and monsters close in from all sides? Authors Note: Credit to @Ross for helping me with the cover, I recommend his work as I collaborate with him in story writing too.
Yoshi_Meatsu · 191 Views

Unlimited Archive (BL)

Lui Huang had no plans in joining an Unlimited Flow game, with a survival rate less than 20%. In fact he had no idea that such a game had existed in the first place. And if he did, he was far too busy to have even cared. The only plan he had was to go to sleep and wake up the next day ready for his midterms. But what he got instead was the sound of a monotonous mechanical voice announcing the start of a game called ARCHIVE. [Archive Loading In....3...2...1] [Archive Online.] [Archive Welcome's Record 1001, Lui Huang.] [All Records must make their way to the Lobby Of Truth within 10 minutes.] .... [Time Is Up.] [Current Time Frame; 00:00:00] [Conducting Record Count.] [Insufficient Records.] [Commencing Penalty.] [Penalty: DEATH.] ..... Lui Yang stared indifferently at the man that looked down on him with eye's green as emeralds but dark as the abyss. He frowned as he tried to pull his arm away. "...Let go of me." He was experiencing a terrible sense of deja vu as the current events began to unfold the same way as last time. Just like before, he was once again pressed tightly against the wall with both of his hands pinned above his head. And above him stood a man that wished for nothing more than to not only conquer the realms but Lui Huang's whole entire being as well. It seemed that an annoying obstacle continued to block his path time and time again. What horror game?! This was looking more and more like a dating simulation game instead. Lui Huang was getting so fed up he no longer wanted to play. As if he had a choice in that matter? L.H: I want out! This isn't fun anymore, imediately let me out right now!! Let this Loazi leave!!! A certain green eyed mad man: *Chuckles amusingly.* Leave, and go where exactly? Home? L.H: *__* "This is your home now. Your job, your life... your dreams, it's the very air that you breath. You think if you won you could leave and return back to your world? *He smiles callously. Eyes cold and menacing.* I'd never allow it, not even your lifeless corpse would be able to return."
Uke_Seme · 291 Views
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