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A poor and ordinary boy from a village joins a minor sect in Jiang Hu and becomes an Unofficial Disciple by chance. How will Han Li, a commoner by birth, establish a foothold for himself in in his sect? With his mediocre aptitude, he must successfully traverse the treacherous path of cultivation and avoid the notice of those who may do him harm. This is a story of an ordinary mortal who, against all odds, clashes with devilish demons and ancient celestials in order to find his own path towards immortality.

Tags: R-18 • H-Game • Soulslike • Dark Fantasy • Monster Girls • Sex Power System • OP Protagonist • Degenerate World • Boss Waifus • Smut • Harem •Yuri During Threesomes or more •Netori •No netorae or netorase • Level Up • Inspired by Elden Ring, Bloodborne, Skyrim. Malone Mercedes was just a programmer who was sleep-deprived, overworked, and drowning in bug reports. He helped build Eroge Souls, an R-18 soulslike H-game infamous for its brutal difficulty, corrupt world, and unapologetically lewd content. A game where players fought, died, and fucked their way through a realm governed by the Seven Sins. It was twisted, depraved, and a cult classic game among fans as it goes deeply into lore and immersion. And it exploded into a global phenomenon. However Malone did not live to enjoy its success. He collapsed at his desk mid-crunch, fingers still on the keyboard. As he died from overworked. But this was not the end for Malone. Because right after he died he soon find himself in familiar place. Not in heaven. Not in hell. But inside the very game he help build, as he was transmigrated into the body of Ren Hal Asauron, also known as the wonder. A legendary being blessed by the Free Throne. With the Demiurge long gone, the Seven Sins. Lust, Greed, Wrath, Sloth, Gluttony, Envy, and Pride have become twisted gods, flooding the land with depravity and chaos. The last of mankind suffer under their iron rule, as humans fight for the place in the Prime Lands. Kings die, and new one emerge, yet none has seen an era of peace. For mankind is locked in an eternal war with the Deamons. Each Sin holds one of the Seven Laws needed to become God. They are the key to becoming the new All Father. And rise into a divine position as the new Demiurge. And each Sin will do anything to keep Sauron from claiming them. Armed with the secret knowledge of a programmer, and the body of a living weapon of the Worlds Will. Ren must fight, fuck, and dominate his way through Daemon's, corrupted goddesses, broken realms, and seductive boss battles. Till he eventually clear the seven hells, and Dominate or kill the Seven Sins. Lucky for Ren, he is not in this world alone unarmed. The Wonder is Blessed with the power of Save and Load. All he must do to reach a good ending is level up and take advantage of the leveling system till he reach his end goal.

Thirteen-year-old Kyon discovers that the imaginary friends we abandon don't simply fade away-they cross over to the OtherSide, a twisted mirror dimension where forgotten childhood companions transform into vengeful entities. When reality begins to crack around him, Kyon is pulled into this nightmarish realm where his own discarded imaginary friend, Mr. Patches, has been waiting for years to exact revenge. But as Kyon struggles to survive in a world where childhood innocence has been corrupted into pure malevolence, he uncovers a horrifying truth: the OtherSide isn't just a prison for forgotten friends-it's a feeding ground for something far more ancient and hungry. And Kyon's arrival wasn't an accident. He was summoned. The question is: by whom, and why are other missing children's imaginary friends calling his name in the darkness?

> "I died grinding max loot in Cyberpunk 2077. Woke up in Night City with a 15-inch problem, a trillion credits, and a system whispering: 'Seduce them all.' Guess I’m the patch they didn’t see coming."

The seasoned player of "Abyss of Stars," the [Starfall Master] Li Zi, brings a system template and travels to the game's world, arriving in the era of the game's beta version. This is the worst of times. The cosmic forces and conglomerates collude, causing the doors to the universe to be closed, the planet's resources to be exhausted, and even sunlight to be monopolized. This is also the best of times. All the extraordinary systems are just beginning. In this era, he is the only [Starfall Master] with the final version patch. While people are enthralled by the smoke of plasma guns and cannons, Li Zi has already torn apart battleships with gravity. While superhumans are smug about their awakened abilities, moonlight has already become Li Zi's servant. While the interstellar fleet crosses the Milky Way, Li Zi has just ignited the forty-second star, illuminating the entire universe. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long; they've forgotten that this starry sky should belong to all of us." —Facing the unspeakable aboriginal evil gods, Li Zi, holding a black hole, gently said.

Three years ago, the sky tore open — not with thunder or fire, but with silence. A scar spread across the heavens, and then the gates arrived. First in Japan. Then Poland, China, Congo… and finally, Turkey. Those who stepped through were never the same. The world changed overnight. Classes. Levels. Abilities. A System that granted unimaginable power to ordinary people. Nations collapsed, armies evolved, and a new kind of warrior emerged. In Turkey, Gate 05 opened near the Taurus Mountains. It reshaped the military. Two years of brutal, mandatory training began. Not to create soldiers — but survivors. Only those deemed “compatible” by the System would be granted a class. Boran was one of them. But while others were given choices — mages, lightning-fast assassins, spellblades, gunslingers— he received only one word: Tank. No glory. No flair. Just a shield, a body, and the promise of pain. Tanks are the first to bleed and the last to be thanked. But what if one of them refused to be disposable? What if he turned the weakest role into something unstoppable? This is the story of a man who took the system’s worst hand… and forced the world to play by his rules. He didn't choose his class. But he will choose how far it goes. --------------------------- Good to Evil. Soft-Ecchi and Soft-Harem. Check Patreon for Discord https://www.patreon.com/c/mrmeowmeow04

Dylan Allen was once the golden boy of British football. A prodigy midfielder, chanted in stadiums, feared by defenders, and courted by elite clubs. But scandals, red cards, and a self-destructive spiral turned him into a walking headline for all the wrong reasons. Now 29, broke, bitter, and unwanted by even second-tier teams, Dylan's career is over, until a sarcastic football system activates inside his head. "Washed-up detected. Booting 'Legacy Patch'… though honestly, it's probably a waste of time." With mocking commentary, brutally honest stats, and ridiculous quests, the Legacy System offers him one last shot at redemption. But it won't be easy. From Sunday leagues to forgotten training grounds, Dylan must rebuild everything, his body, his reputation, and his love for the game. The catch? The system doesn’t tolerate failure. And this time, there’s no next season. "The System gave me one last chance" is a sports fantasy with system mechanics, emotional weight, and brutal humor.

When the world ended, Gareth Hargrove wasn’t taken. Everyone else—his wife, his children, his friends—were Integrated. Threaded into a System that swallowed humanity in a single heartbeat. But the code rejected Gareth. Now alone in a glitched, biomechanical wasteland the System calls Nullspace, he’s hunted by broken echoes of the people he loves, haunted by the memory of their last moments, and followed by the only companion the System failed to overwrite: a cat-shaped glitch called Patch. In Place of Echoes is a dark LitRPG/System Apocalypse story blending glitch horror, psychological survival, and emergent system mechanics. It’s about memory, recursion, and what it means to matter in a world that erased you. No chosen ones. No cheat skills. Just a broken man, a broken world, and a System that wants him corrected.

They called him useless. No flashy spells. No sword skills. Just a quiet support mage who healed wounds, cleansed curses, and buffered stats from the back lines. For five long years, Caelum Thorne served the Hero’s party, patching their bodies, shielding their minds, and bending his own soul to keep the arrogant Hero and his chosen companions alive. But when they finally entered the Demon Lord’s domain, they left him behind. Literally. Wounded. Drained. Alone. Caelum died that day. Or so the world thought. But something ancient in the depths of that ruin answered his final, whispered plea. A forgotten relic, half-god, half-grimoire, merged with his broken body and gave birth to something new. Not a hero. Not a villain. A curseweaver. A soulbinder. A Support Mage no longer bound by support alone. Now reborn with forbidden magic and the memories of betrayal etched deep into his veins, Caelum enters the Arcane Frontier under a false identity. There, amidst the shattered hierarchy of a corrupt mage academy and a looming war between kingdoms, he plots his quiet return, not for revenge, but to reshape what it means to be strong. Because the world forgot the value of the ones who stand behind heroes. And this time, Caelum doesn’t intend to stand behind anyone.

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war. Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond. His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm. However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!" --Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server! https://discord.gg/APB5KCU --Follow my Instagram and Twitter! https://www.instagram.com/mlduong https://twitter.com/MLDuong --Cover Art by Derek-Paul Carll (carlldpn) --The Mech Touch is an original webnovel written by ML "Exlor" Duong. --The Mech Touch is mainly published on Webnovel.com and a select few platforms affiliated with the parent company of this website. --Artificial Intelligence / AI clarification: Since I started to write and publish The Mech Touch on 2018, I have never used AI tools to write my webnovel. All of my chapters are written and proofread directly by me for many years. The only automated tool that I have used is the basic spellchecker that comes standard with the Google Docs application. I have not changed my approach towards writing chapters for The Mech Touch even as technology has advanced and introduced new tools. I will continue to maintain my current approach for this webnovel until it has come to an end.

When a universe refuses to die-but also refuses to be reborn-it does the only thing it can: Exist. Endlessly. Hatefully. Gratefully. So tell me-will you be the one who breaks it? Or the one who dreams it forward? In a world ravaged by rifts and ruled by monsters, Towers have risen as both curse and calling. Those who conquer them may earn power, glory, or even divinity. The System chooses Hunters. The Hunters chase ascension. Osamu Shun is not one of the chosen. Born in the slums. Stuck at level 7 for years. Given a quest no sane man could complete. Until the day he meets a strange girl in detention... and a notebook said to summon a god. Now burdened by powers he doesn't understand, hunted by truths no one speaks aloud, and tangled in a fate rejected by the System itself-Shun walks a path written for no one. Somewhere above him, a being once known as a god lives among men, quietly patching the cracks in the world like a janitor of dreams. And in the distance, the Tower waits. "Dreams are beautiful things. They build worlds. And then they break them."

"She saved him once. Now she belongs to him forever." She saved a stranger in the rain… only to realize she saved the Devil himself. Yun Lan never believed in fate—until the night she found a wounded man bleeding in the alley. She took him in, patched him up, and tried to forget the kiss he stole before disappearing into the shadows. But she didn't know that man was Leon Xie, a ruthless mafia boss feared by everyone… except her. And Leon never forgot the girl who saved him. The girl who slapped him. The girl who became his obsession. Now, he’s back—and he wants one thing: her. Not love. Not gratitude. Possession. He forces her into a marriage she never wanted. He marks her as his, protects her from everyone... but who will protect her from him? She wants to escape. He wants to own her. And the more she resists, the deeper she falls into his twisted world of passion, power, and dangerous love. By the time she realizes she’s falling for him... it might be too late to run. Obsessive love. Forced marriage. A kind girl vs. a dangerous man who would burn the world to keep her. Are you ready to enter a love story that’s as deadly as it is addictive?

Aisha's life is a stark portrait of resilience forged in the crucible of relentless adversity. A single mother of five sons, each a living testament to a man who abandoned her, she endures the ceaseless, corrosive scorn of her close-knit community. Branded a "loose woman," her reputation precedes her, isolating her in a suffocating atmosphere of judgment. Her days are punctuated not only by the whispered disapproval of her neighbors, but also by the daily struggle to provide for her children, often with meager resources. Her reflection in a cracked mirror, a constant reminder of her shattered past and the seemingly insurmountable challenges of her present, becomes a symbol of her fragmented identity. Yet, beneath the crushing weight of despair, Aisha's fierce, unwavering love for her sons acts as a defiant shield. This love fuels her quiet rebellion against the societal forces that seek to break her spirit, driving her to find strength where none seems to exist. The story delves into the profound impact of societal judgment, particularly on women, exploring the ways in which it can isolate and dehumanize. It also illuminates the indomitable strength of female resilience, highlighting the power of maternal love to transcend even the most harrowing circumstances, and ultimately, to pave a path toward a fragile, hard-won hope. Beyond the societal scorn, her life is a constant battle against poverty. Each sunrise brings the daunting task of stretching meager resources to feed and clothe her five sons. Market days become a gauntlet of haggling and bartering, where every coin is a hard-won victory. Her hands, calloused and worn, tell the story of countless hours spent washing clothes, mending garments, and tending to the small, stubborn patch of land that provides a meager supplement to their diet. The boys, ranging in age from toddler to teenager, are both her burden and her salvation. They are a constant source of worry, yet their laughter and innocent affection provide the only respite from the crushing weight of her circumstances. This daily struggle, this relentless fight for survival, becomes another layer of her resilience, a testament to her unwavering determination to protect her children.

The **Lóngxīa Empire** rots. Emperor Feng drowns in decadence and fear, oblivious to the whispers of returning powers. At the empire's decaying heart resides **Prince Yan Ling** – a figure of ridicule and dread. Born the night the celestial **Jade Heaven Dynasty** fell, his stark white hair and frail, prematurely aged body mark him as the cursed **"Child of the Shattered Star,"** blamed for his mother's death and the empire's decline. Confined to a crumbling pavilion, he paints landscapes ignored by the court. But Yan Ling's art is a lie. He is the **Nightless Blade**, the fallen architect of the **Great Suppression**. Three centuries ago, to prevent cosmic annihilation, he shattered his godlike power, scorched his meridians, and bound the world's memory of Qi and immortals within **Nine Suppression Scrolls**, paying with his vitality and sanity. His paintings are not idle hobbies; they are seals, patching the cracks in reality, containing echoes of a forgotten, violent past. Each stroke costs him fragments of his dwindling life. 'The mortal emperor hidden sword' is a tale of gothic eastern fantasy, where the brushstrokes of a dying artist hold back the tides of chaos, the weight of forgotten history crushes the present, and the deepest bonds are those forged in silence and sealed in ink. It explores the cost of salvation, the burden of memory, and the fragile beauty cultivated in the shadow of thorns.

Yuto Kurogane was just another lonely gamer, forgotten by the world and buried under junk food and game updates—until one fatal night logged him out of life… and into a world that shouldn’t exist. Waking up in a fantasy MMO-like realm, Yuto is offered a choice of powerful systems to guide his new life. But being the chaotic soul he is, he picks the Glitched System—a broken, unstable mess of random buffs, weird skills, and unpredictable power surges. Everyone else is a player with polished builds, balanced stats, and shiny gear. Yuto? He’s an error in the code. A bug the system can’t control. And that makes him dangerous. Armed with glitchy abilities like time skips, reality distortions, and enemies hearing attacks after they hit, Yuto stumbles his way through bosses, PvP tournaments, and dark secrets buried in the world's source code. The deeper he dives, the more he realizes: He’s not just in the game. He might be the game’s final patch.

Once upon a time—okay, more like Tuesday—Earth had a problem. Specifically, the kind of problem that comes with teeth, shadows, and a complete disregard for physics. They called it The Darkness. It showed up one day, wrecked the planet like it was a tutorial zone, and left humanity with two options: die screaming or die slightly later. That’s when a Supreme Being—possibly bored, possibly drunk on starlight—took pity on humanity and said: [“Alright, alright. You guys suck at surviving. Let’s try this again.”] With a snap (probably), the last remnants of mankind were transported to a new world: Celestara—a magical realm with floating continents, talking crystals, and suspiciously cute monsters that will absolutely kill you if you blink wrong. Here, humans can awaken magical Jobs, unlock hidden Talents, and level up using a divine system called Vaelwyn—basically fantasy’s version of patch notes and grind culture. It’s like someone made life into a video game. Because... they did [Six hundred year later] And then there’s Kael Virean—a guy from a perfectly normal parallel Earth, where the biggest threat to humanity was bad Wi-Fi and overpriced DLCs. He also happened to be a VR game world champion, the kind of player who dodged boss attacks in his sleep. One day, he opened his eyes… and found himself transmigrated to Celestara—in the body of an 18-year-old boy, just moments away from his Awakening. Whatever that means. --- [Disclaimer: Want to know what happens next? Then start reading. Curiosity is a powerful thing.]

What is forgotten lives in the cracks between dreams… and someone has started to remember. The world ended. Not in fire or war, but in silence — when reality itself was forgotten. Now, only fragments remain. A broken world patched together by memory, myth, and madness. Cities vanish overnight. History rewrites itself. Gods appear in dreams and die when no one believes in them. In the middle of this dream-fractured world awakens a nameless boy — memory-locked, emotion-starved, and haunted by visions of a code that no one else can see. They call him "Null." But Null is no ordinary orphan. He is the Echo Vessel, a living paradox able to traverse the Sanctum Layers — dream-worlds hidden beneath reality, each bound by forgotten truths and memory-forged magic. As Null begins to recover fragments of his stolen self, he unlocks a forbidden art: Mnemonic Lawcrafting — the power to alter reality by restoring what the world has lost. But every truth comes with a cost. The gods are watching. The Scriptorium wants him erased. The Hollow Choir is singing again. And Null’s own memories might be the key to resurrecting the being that caused the Collapse. In a world where memory is magic and forgetting is survival… What will you sacrifice to remember who you are?

I was supposed to die five minutes in. That was the job—show up, monologue badly, get one-shot by the protagonist, and respawn next patch with worse stats. But then... the game crashed. And when I woke up, I wasn’t just Zerik the Tutorial Boss—I was Zerik the Bugged. Glitched stats, busted skills, a cursed pop-up I can’t close, and a system that keeps calling me the “Final Boss Candidate.” Worse? The protagonist missed his spawn point, the hero’s party is late, and the NPCs think I’m some legendary reborn deity who speaks only in cryptic memes and sarcastic rants. Now I’ve got: A mana-draining cat familiar that drinks espresso. A passive that makes every important character misinterpret my words as prophecy. And a System window that keeps throwing "balance patches" at me mid-fight like it's a game dev on caffeine. I didn’t ask to be the villain. I didn’t even ask to be alive. But if this world wants a Final Boss, fine—I’ll give them one. Right after I figure out how to close this damn tutorial.

Additional Tags: Femcel/Perverted FMC - MMORPG - Female Harem - High BIQ MC - Game Elements — Cory, a young adult who spent 23 hours of her days online and milking the legendary PC game [Darkmoon Adventure] until its last drop of content, knew exactly what she had to do when the VR version dropped and immersion was greater than ever. “I can finally touch boobs! Mufwehehe…” Though, for such a groundbreaking invention in the modern gaming world, shall come great threats of other skillful players, game patches, and a looming new threat that will shake the gaming history.

Shen La, a special forces operative born with the Heavenly Eye, has been able to see ghosts since childhood. During a mission involving a supernatural incident, his abilities were exposed—leading to his recruitment by a hidden Chinese government agency: the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation. This mysterious organization is tasked with investigating and handling all manner of supernatural phenomena. Within the Bureau, Shen La encounters a group of uniquely gifted and eccentric colleagues, including a mysterious white-haired man known only as Invincible, and Sun Fatty, a genius with an exceptionally high IQ. Through a series of increasingly perilous encounters—including the resurrection of the Ancestor Shaman, the haunting Ghost Opera of Qinghe, and a ghost ship that has wandered for centuries—Shen La begins to grow both in power and insight. Yet as the cases deepen, a shadowy force behind the scenes begins to reveal itself. Its ultimate goal appears to be a secret manual said to grant immortality... Disclaimer This is a non-profit, unofficial English translation of the Chinese novel 《民调局异闻录》 (Bureau of Paranormal Investigation), written by 耳东水寿. All rights to the original work belong to the author and the original publisher. This translation is created for the purpose of language learning, cultural exchange, and introducing Chinese literature to an English-speaking audience. No commercial gain is involved. If the original author, copyright holder, or authorized representative requests removal, this translation will be immediately taken down without objection. Please support the official release if one becomes available.

Inola was just your typical beast kin orphan—ears too sharp, stomach too empty, and dreams far too big for the crumbling orphanage she called home. The place was run by a greasy baron with a combover and a crooked smile, who made sure the kids knew the value of silence, obedience, and cheap labor. But today—today was her thirteenth birthday. And somehow, today also happened to be the day she found herself standing in a line stretching halfway across the capital, clutching a ticket made of black silk and gilded gold leaf. Her fingers trembled just holding it. Everyone else in line stared like she’d grown wings and started breathing fire. She still didn’t know how this happened. All she did was help a sweet old lady cross the road yesterday. The carts had been fast, the rain had been pouring, and she’d nearly slipped twice. But the old lady had smiled, warm as cinnamon bread, and handed her the strange ticket without another word before disappearing into the alleyways. It wasn’t until this morning that Inola learned who that old woman was. The former Queen of Vaerindale. Disguised and wandering the city for her own mysterious reasons. And that ticket? A personal invitation—one of only thirteen—to enter the newly discovered Mythic Dungeon before anyone else. A dungeon no one had survived exploring. A dungeon rumored to contain Essence Stones—ancient artifacts of unimaginable power, used to forge custom classes with limitless potential. And Inola, ragged boots and patched coat and all, was going in as a scout. Well… whatever. Life hadn’t exactly offered her many handouts before, so this? This was a miracle. And she wasn’t about to waste it. Her claws flexed. Her tail twitched with anticipation. “I’m going to make a better life for myself. Even if I have to claw it out of the dungeon with my bare hands.” Read as this fox kin becomes the most powerful illusion-type classer as she masters how to bend reality with her Phantom Weaver of the Veiled Eclipse class.

Prolog – Disconnect Kaelen Marek war kein Held. Zumindest nicht in der echten Welt. Er war ein durchschnittlicher Spieler mit überdurchschnittlichem Ehrgeiz – einer von denen, die in MMOs mehr fanden als nur Level und Loot. Für ihn war Azuria Online kein Spiel. Es war Zuflucht. Freiheit. Eine zweite Heimat. Sein Charakter, Zeyron, war legendär unter den Folianten – diese rare DoT-Klasse, die kaum jemand verstand, geschweige denn meistern konnte. Aber Kael hatte sie perfektioniert. Er hatte sich mit Taktiken, Builds und Raidstrategien in Foren einen Namen gemacht. Doch außerhalb des Spiels kannte ihn niemand. Und das war okay. An diesem Abend loggte er sich ein wie immer. Routine. Headset auf, Fenster zu, Serverliste laden, Einloggen. > „Willkommen zurück, Zeyron.“ Ein letzter Login. Der Patch „Echoes of Azuria“ war live – das angeblich letzte große Story-Update, bevor das Spiel in Wartung gehen sollte. Niemand wusste, was passieren würde. Viele vermuteten einen Neustart. Andere einen Softwipe. Einige sprachen von Event-Endbossen, von Story-Finalen, von Geheimnissen. Kael war vorbereitet. Er hatte Getränke, Snacks, und sein Planbuch aufgeschlagen. Doch was dann kam … … war kein Patch. Es war ein Schluckauf in der Realität. Ein einziger Frameverlust – und dann: Stille. Der Bildschirm flackerte. Und dann war er weg. Nicht ausgeloggt. Nicht abgeschmiert. Er war verschwunden. Als er die Augen öffnete, war Azuria nicht länger eine Spielwelt. Es war alles, was blieb.

For thirty-year-old gamer Chris Day, the apocalypse isn’t zombies or aliens—it’s a dead internet connection. When a storm knocks out his internet, Chris finds a strange, armored cable in his yard and attempts to “hack” the junction box. He thinks he’s just rerouting a signal. He’s wrong. He accidentally hotwires the primary trunk line for Reality, which, to prevent a catastrophic failure, offloads its core processes and control interface directly to him. Now Chris has an System account for the universe, and the universe is about to get a very strange patch.

After reaching the end of a mysterious game that merged with reality, Rio is granted a gift—freedom, power, and peace. But just as the dust settles, a message appears: "This is not the true ending." Drawn by curiosity and the thrill of a new journey, Rio sets out once more—not because he’s forced to, but because something within calls him forward. The world is shifting, and the lines between fiction and fate are breaking. What awaits at the end of the true path? In a story shaped by choices, glitches, and forgotten truths, Rio steps into the unknown—ready to uncover the final patch.

Voda follows Adrian Voss, a battle-hardened adventurer who treats every mission as just another way to stay one step ahead of a past that won’t let him go. Officially, he’s a lowly C-rank. Unofficially, he’s the one you send when you need a problem erased—fast, brutal, and with a smirk that promises trouble.

He was built to survive the end of the world. But no one taught him how to live afterward. Ten years ago, Leo Vance erased a city—and then vanished into silence. Now, he lives alone in a high-security containment shell, watched like a warhead that still might detonate. Officially, he's a living weapon. Unofficially, he’s a man unraveling at the seams. His powers are unstable. His memories are fractured. His emotions are… dangerous. But someone wants to fix that. Dr. Aris Thorne doesn’t see a weapon. She sees a person buried beneath layers of grief, guilt, and government programming. Through fragile therapy sessions and impossible questions, she dares Leo to look inward—at the trauma he’s sealed away. When a leaked video exposes him to the world again, Leo is forced to navigate a collapsing boundary between who he was made to be… and who he might become. Can you heal while being watched? Can you feel when you were never meant to? Can you trust someone enough to let them into the very core of your wound? Because if Leo loses control again—emotionally or otherwise—the next explosion won’t be contained to a crater. Themes: Emotional Healing Power vs. Humanity Therapy and Trust Identity Crisis Guilt and Redemption Man vs. Control System Loneliness in a Monitored World Weaponization of Trauma Silence, Rage, and the Breaking Point

After dying from overwork, a game-addicted programmer reincarnates into a chaotic multiversal war event known as the "Realm Integration Game", where countless chosen souls become Lords of their own territories. Each Lord must conquer land, build armies, and survive against invaders from across worlds. However, the protagonist awakens with a glitched Divine System that merges two impossible perks: 100% Drop Rate: Every kill guarantees loot of the highest possible rarity. Infinite MP: His mana never depletes, allowing unlimited spellcasting, summoning, and system skill spam. The system is unstable, overpowered, and alive—often hijacking reality to "patch" the world in his favor.

It's hard being the unofficial leader of a party. I just want to go home already.

Attention : This story is dedicated to Mental Omega, a unofficial expansion mod for Red alert 2 and Yuri's Revenge. This mod gives you a different and new experience playing a different but the same nostalgic classic game we used to enjoy. PS note: The I dont own the mod nor the Pictures but feel free to support the mod developers who are working hard to release the act III of the mod and its still going. so if you like this fanfic, Hoping you leave as much like as possible, feel free to support any time you like and stay tune:). Warning: This fanfic is concerned with the narrative of a work of fiction and is thus not meant for, nor to be used, as commentary of current real-world events. Any similarities between story elements and current world events are both purely coincidental and not a work of the author of this video. This storyline contains some characters that was related in real life. and also this fanfic has few alterations about the entirety of the mod but feel free to enjoy;) //Its a war, not by their desires but their broken will to survive and to revolt to the shackles of eyes and mind of Yuri and his Epsilon army's conquest. The story of bravery and resistance of the people who sacrifice themselves for freedom and to fight Epsilon's will of one mind domination. The brave souls never gone but they are waiting to rise their banner for revolt.// The event follows from the alternate timeline which the ambitious man physic man known as Yuri, Set his eyes for global domination, he works effortly in the shadows of the soviet union waiting on the right moment to strike his own master and owns their territory, The Allied forces crippled by the soviets learn the uprising of the psi corps, wages war on both soviet and epsilon. The Loyalist of Yunru, a Scientist and a dedicated engineer. Yunru seen the dangers of this man had hold, decided to forged an alliance with Pacific front and its loyalist towards Soviet China. With her briliant ideas adding towards cybernetic research of Pacific front's Kanegawa Industry and Steins Tech. She develops a key for humanity last hope, The Foehn Revolt.

Jakarta, 1995. They grew up in the same place, shared the same dreams—and the same scars. Adrian, Leo, and Sam were once inseparable. Now, they walk completely different paths. One chose a quiet life. The other two chose power, crime, and blood money. Everything changed when Adrian’s home was demolished without warning. In one brutal night, his family was destroyed. His wife and two daughters—gone. It wasn’t just a tragedy. It was a message. A move on the board. Who truly owns the chessboard? Why are lives being sacrificed for a patch of forgotten land? And who’s been moving the pieces from the shadows all along? Adrian never wanted to return. But the city left him no choice. Beneath sweet promises of power and political glory lies a deadly game. And Adrian must find out who the real enemy is—before he becomes the final piece to fall.