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A Record Of A Bodybuilder's Journey To Ascension

Determined to rise above mediocrity, Ged, a defiant bodybuilder, embarks on a journey to ascension. *** In a universe where Cosmic Bodybuilders absorb galaxies into their physiques, mass equals power, and the largest beings reign supreme, the celestial elite hoard the universe’s mass, crushing the lower realms into servitude. The oppressed scavenge for scraps, forever trapped in their shadows. Born on a forgotten, debt-ridden planet suffocated by poverty and despair, Ged rejects a life of submission. Fueled by unyielding ambition, he sacrifices everything to grow strong enough to challenge the stars themselves. But as his muscles swell to planetary proportions and his strength eclipses entire solar systems, Ged must pay the ultimate price. Surrendering his body and identity to a force beyond comprehension to achieve his ascension, he discovers the cost of freedom may be more than he can bear. Stripped of everything, Ged must confront the oppressive nature of existence itself, reclaim what was stolen from him, and forge an impossible path to true freedom. *** What to Expect:  - A Weightlifting-Based Magic System: No mana, no qi. Here, progression is measured in kilograms.  - Sci-Fi Xianxia Meets Fitness Noir: Set in a universe literally created by Muscle, gritty, dystopian worlds governed by fitness collide with surreal sci-fi elements, crafting a unique setting that appeals to both gym enthusiasts and general readers alike.  - Progression You Can Visualize: Witness the MC literally grow in size, starting as an average bodybuilder and expanding beyond planets and stars to reach truly cosmic proportions.  - Clever and Ruthless Protagonist: The MC's cunning is as sharp as his ambition, driving him to navigate and manipulate the harsh realities of a muscle-dominated cosmos.
wadsey · 4.1K Views

Vengeance: The Dark Werewolf King's Cruel Enforcer [BL]

[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
she_osprey · 262.8K Views

THE HALF-BLOOD CROWN

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.
KENNYWROTEIT · 2.1K Views

WIMB (Who Isekai'd My Body???)

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. :)
townofdudleysixth · 3.9K Views

Reinversion

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*
DonDenis · 54.2K Views

Creator's POV

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.
Yoseman · 360.8K Views

Divine Seer

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 ____________________________
Uncle_Moon · 123.7K Views

Ashes to Apex

For years, he knew only stillness. Confined to a body that refused to move, unable to speak or act, his world was reduced to the smallest of motions—a blink, a breath. He had lived on the fringes of existence, watching life pass him by while his dreams withered, unreachable. On modern-day Earth, his broken body had long sentenced him to a life of quiet despair. Then the world changed. When the heavens split and the Cultivation Assist System descended, the rules of reality were rewritten. The Awakening brought power, opportunity, and a spark of hope to every corner of the world. For him, it brought a miracle: the chance to heal. The system mended the broken shell that had confined him for so long, restoring his strength and granting him the body he had always longed for. For the first time in years, he stood, felt the earth beneath his feet, and believed he could rise alongside the world’s new era. But even miracles have limits. While others rushed into the grand Pagodas—the centers of knowledge and cultivation where the strongest paths began—he was denied entry. Barred from the heart of the Awakening, he was forced to endure its trials on the outskirts. Every step forward came harder for him than it did for others. He clawed and fought for scraps of the opportunities others seemed to have handed to them. But he did not stop. Through sheer determination, he began to ascend. Slowly but surely, he carved out his place in the new world, defying the odds and the whispers of those who doubted him. He could see the life he had dreamed of—freedom, power, and the chance to soar—just within reach. But the world was not as kind as he believed. Just as he reached for the heights he had fought so hard to claim, betrayal struck. The knife that ended his life came not from an enemy, but from someone he thought loved him. The warmth of trust turned to the cold sting of death, and in his final moments, as the darkness took him, he wondered how he could have been so blind. But death was not the end. When he awakens again, in a new life and body, the memories of his first remain vivid and sharp. The struggles, the triumphs, and the bitter sting of betrayal—they burn within him, forging a determination that will not be silenced. The Cultivation Assist System is still there, but the rules of his second life are different, and the world he returns to is even more dangerous than before. Ashes to Apex follows the journey of a young man who rose from nothing, fought against impossible odds, and was struck down before he could truly soar. It is a tale of rebirth, ambition, and the unyielding drive to rise beyond the limits of fate. As the embers of his first life ignite a new flame, one question remains: How far can he rise before the ashes of his past threaten to consume him once more?
litrpgfanfic · 17.2K Views
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