Old Half Orc

When the creatures advanced, the world was doomed to oblivion. Only ruins of cities and lost souls remained, struggling to survive the inevitable. However, Cosmic Energy brought with it a gift as enigmatic as it was dangerous: a power capable of saving the last survivors or condemning them for good. Dante never wanted to be a hero. Trained by his parents to face a future that crumbled before it arrived, he learned that survival requires more than courage – it demands sacrifice. Now, thrust into the Capital with the enigmatic warning: don’t be the protagonist. He finds himself at the center of a conflict larger than he ever imagined, where ancient secrets and relentless enemies test his every step. Amid improbable alliances and desperate battles, Dante will need to uncover the true cost of survival. And as he explores the limits of a world he no longer recognizes, he will learn that the greatest challenge isn’t fighting the creatures that devastated Earth. In a game where salvation and destruction are just a step apart, Dante will have to decide not only how to fight – but what to fight for. Follow the story of one who had never tasted victory before.

In an era where everyone venerates the gods, Lu Ran, a high school junior, reveres a mysterious being brought to him. From then on, the mortal realm gained a wandering believer. Gods fend off demons with slick maneuvers, exhibiting flamboyant skills unique in their own right, whilst Lu Ran knows deep down that he is genuinely a devout follower! The story begins in an old residential building...

He want a justice for his brother but he didn't expect to fall in love with someone who killed his brother.

"Ahhhhh…this is the orcs tribe!!!! Abraham was shocked when Mary told him where he was now. " Ehhh…who is this….impossible!!!!.is this me!!!!!" With a loud voice Abraham shouted when he saw a green figure in the reflection of the river water. ###### " What !!! You gave your blood in the transformation potion!!!!" Ramon the leader of the Antilia orcs tribe's voice of disbelief was heard as he spoke to Juana the witch of their orcs tribe. " What can I do, because of the emergency I didn't think much, so only my blood was used" Juana replied with a slightly embarrassed tone but there was clearly no regret visible on her face. ###### " You let him stay near the outer area of ​​the tribe? Are you sure?" Ripley the captain of the Antilia orcs tribe knights asked Ramon. " Isn't that good, if he can survive just think of it as his destiny, but if not, then Juanan's problem will be solved right!" Ramon replied with a calculating tone. " But, what about Juana's response?" Ripley asked confused. "Don't worry, it's better to suffer in the beginning than to suffer longer in the future. Don't you know, the side effects of drinking this change potion, and Juana is our tribe's witch!! So she has to get a candidate from the tribe, not another!!!" Ramon replied with a determined tone. He couldn't possibly give anyone outside his tribe to marry, their witch because it was the same as allowing problems to be nurtured, and he didn't want that. ####### " Ehhh….what kind of house are you going to build Abraham?" Mary asked!! "It's a stilt house" Abraham replied with a smile. "Stilt house, what kind of house is that??" Wall asked Abraham. "I want to know too" Gros also responded. ##### " Come on…come on…you can do it Gros!!!! Abraham's enthusiastic shouts to Gros were heard. " Ahhhhhh...I failed" Gros replied with a helpless tone as he failed to lift the 1000 kg test stone with one hand. ##### "Are you sure Abraham can lift the stone?" Mary asked Wall and Gros. "I doubt it, Abraham can lift it" Wall answered in an uncertain tone "Abraham can definitely lift it, I believe in him" on the other hand Gros said with a different answer. ####### "Wow…..he's amazing!!!!!!!! "He did it!!!!! "This…this is unbelievable!!!! "Abraham….abraham...Abraham…..the sound of cheers echoed across the field, shouting Abraham's name….

Stranded. Adrift, in this godforsaken land—where the sky stretches too wide, the earth feels too foreign, and the moon above is a quiet witness to your solitude. Vast emerald forests stretch beyond the horizon, endless oceans whisper secrets to the wind, and mighty empires rise and fall in splendor, power, and ruin. Even magic—fleeting, elusive, a mere glimmer in the dark—still lingers. Just enough to tempt the desperate and the dreamers alike. This world calls to you, sings sweet promises, lures you in—until you’re ensnared, bound, lost to it forever. It is beautiful. Breathtaking. And yet, it grinds you down. Bit by bit, like the tide wears away stone. For in this world, no matter how far you run, no matter how far you wander—the road ahead is always paved with violence. There is no mercy. No escape. Only the slow, inevitable descent.

When Yuri's twin sister dies under mysterious circumstances, she sets out to uncover the truth, but her investigation puts her in a complicated web of secrets, lies, and unexpected romance with the prime suspect - her sister's boyfriend. ***** After the shocking death of her twin sister Yonna, ruled a suicide by the authorities, Yuri is consumed by grief and a burning need for answers. Refusing to accept the official explanation, Yuri sets out to uncover the truth behind Yonna's tragic demise. As she delves deeper into the mystery, Yuri becomes increasingly entangled in a web of secrets and lies surrounding the prestigious sorority club that Yonna was almost a part of. The more she learns, the more she begins to suspect that nothing is as it seems. Yuri's investigation leads her to one person in particular: Park Minhwan, Yonna's charismatic and enigmatic boyfriend. As she gets closer to Minhwan, Yuri finds herself torn between her desire for revenge and a growing attraction to the man she suspects may be responsible for her sister's death. As Yuri navigates this treacherous emotional landscape, she must confront the darkness that lurks beneath the surface of the sorority club and the true nature of Minhwan's involvement in Yonna's death. Will Yuri's quest for truth and justice prevail, or will her feelings for Minhwan cloud her judgment and put her in grave danger?

Twenty years ago, the world faced apocalyptic destruction marked by the arrival of monstrous cracks, catastrophic earthquakes, and the descent of ancient gods. Humanity, teetering on the brink of extinction, was forced to serve these deities for survival. Amid the chaos, a mysterious figure named D'Archy rose, defying the gods and reshaping humanity's fate before vanishing into legend. This story centers on an ordinary young man named Rama and his story, which turns from ordinary into a tragic story. Can Rama get through all of this? Or will he succumb to the cruelty of fate? No one knows.

We start our adventure at a kids shelter where are mane character is he is a 15-year-old kid who has no parents he always has seen things that others could not see but he thinks its his mind playing tricks on him till one day turns his live around he was attacked by a monster lucky him and his friend got away and some other half-blood picked them up and talked about a camp for half-blood to live and train this camp is called Agora what will Hunter Nekros do will he live or will the fates snip his life string only they know but he is in for a wild ride. Author note: I will be taking ideas from the Percy Jackson books and the series on youtube called origins of Olympus to make my world but I will add my own ideas gods and such but there will be stuff from both. I started this book cuz of an idea I had and I liked making the first chapters so I thought y not see if other people would like to read it to feel free to comment on it if you like it I am not the best speller so feel free to comment on my mistake. This will be my 5 book I have made I will be working on the chapters at my own past for each book but I will put some over the others thank you for trying my books hope you enjoy and my the gods look over you.

I was cast out from my clan. Now, I roam Skyrim with only my sword and my honor. I kill foes, face wild beasts, and meet rough folk along the way. My journey is simple: fight hard, survive, and find a place I can call home.

*old monster* offers a gripping journey into the heart of Chinese Xianxia (immortal hero) fantasy. This tale masterfully weaves vengeance, Daoist philosophy, and supernatural intrigue into a world where cultivation realms determine power—and survival.

Too bulky for a sidearm, too small for a proper rifle—behold, the Half-Spec Blaster. Too heftty for a quick draw, yet underwhelming at range—versatile, but never truly mastering any single role. But that’s just fine. Embracing this peculiar weapon, I, Narwhal—station drifter, low-rank mercenary, and certified expert in staying out of trouble—have a dream. A dream of living simply. With my powers, I could challenge warlords, take on high-risk contracts, and shape the galaxy with secret knowledge. But I won’t. Work moderately, survive well—that’s the ideal life in the void! Small-time guild jobs. The occasional space hunt. Food that doesn’t taste like recycled rations. If I can be of some use along the way? Good enough. This is the tale of a man drifting through the stars, clinging to a blaster that never excels in any one area… and an adventure that avoids too much adventure.

After couple years apart two half brothers who are opposite to each other have to go through high school and realize the basically the same.

In the treacherous Bog forest, danger lurked as a dense white mist blinded eyes and chilling air froze souls. At dawn, ferocious, mutated creatures roamed, seeking prey. The weakest species, Monster Species, struggled amid magic-wielding mages. They hid in caves and lairs to evade magical rulers, but hiding wasn't enough. Transmigrated as an orc named Moku, a former MMA champion, sought superpowers through rituals and lore to make himself and his tribe stronger. With an unyielding promise, Moku vowed to wage war against those underestimating Monster Species. In a world of magic and peril, his journey for empowerment and revenge had just begun. Join Moku in this gripping fantasy, battling limitations and prejudice to face his destiny in the Bog forest. {Disclaimer: This novel will be the basis or background story of all the subsequent novels that I will write. English is not my first language and this is the first novel I've written. So if there are any mistakes in writing or language that are difficult to understand, please understand. I will keep trying to be a better writer. And you can see the changes in my writing style from chapter to chapter. ------------------------------------ I must sincerely apologize for the prolonged silence and lack of updates. I want to be honest with you—I faced burnout, a challenge that I didn't anticipate as a first-time writer, especially in the realm of online writing for Webnovel. "The Record of Orc Civilization" is my inaugural book, and navigating the demands of completion proved more demanding than I expected. To my dedicated readers who have patiently awaited updates, I extend my deepest gratitude for not abandoning this admittedly sluggish writer. To those who have recently joined this journey, your presence is invaluable, providing the motivation I desperately need to continue this story. I acknowledge my shortcomings and assure you that I am committed to finishing this book. I understand the disappointment my delay may have caused, and I'm determined not to let you down any further. In an effort to make amends, I pledge to upload 2-3 chapters each week. Your patience with this novice writer means the world to me, and I am genuinely grateful for your understanding. Thank you for being part of this journey, and I hope you'll continue to accompany me as we navigate the unfolding narrative together.}

Mark, a 24-year-old introvert and your average everyday man, dies a hero’s death while trying to save a young girl from a horrific crime. But his selfless act takes a bizarre turn when he awakens in a brutal fantasy world—as an orc. Known for their savage strength, disorganized nature, and harsh lives, orcs in this world are treated as livestock, subjugated by powerful Shifters—minions of a sinister intergalactic abyssal race. Thrown into a hostile environment, Mark struggles to adapt to his monstrous form while unraveling a dark conspiracy where the Shifters seek to destroy the world in exchange for unimaginable abyssal power. However, his fate changes when he discovers an ancient spaceship buried deep within the Northern continent. Bonding with the advanced alien technology, Mark transforms into a hybrid of orc might and futuristic ingenuity, gaining unparalleled strength, intelligence, and access to cutting-edge weaponry. Armed with these newfound abilities, Mark sparks a technological revolution among the orcs, introducing genetic serums, advanced weaponry, and innovative strategies that inspire unity among his race. Through cunning diplomacy, relentless combat, and sheer determination, Mark forges alliances with humans, elves, dwarves, and beastmen, uniting the fractured races of the world. Amid thrilling battles, heartfelt moments of camaraderie, and even forbidden interspecies romance, Mark rises to power as both a warrior and a visionary. As his influence grows, he prepares to lead a united world against the abyssal race in a climactic battle for survival, freedom, and hope. From orc outcast to galactic emperor, Mark's epic journey spans war, diplomacy, love, and self-discovery, blending action, romance, and a relentless quest for freedom in a universe on the brink of annihilation.

Thirty years ago, a great battle shook the borders of the Yangtze River Coast. Two ancient powers, the Dragon Clan and the Tiger Clan, fought until blood flowed down the coast. That battle ended the life of the Dragon Clan's Ancestor, marking an absolute victory for the Tiger Clan, but leaving behind an undying grudge. Twenty-seven years passed, and the Dragon Clan's revenge burned again. In the shadow of their fallen ancestors, they return, bearing the embers of war to avenge lost honor. Lei Bai and Lei Yu, are two brothers who know nothing about the bloody grudge passed down by their parents' Clan. However, a cruel fate binds them in an unavoidable battle—to kill for the Clan or protect for the sake of the same blood.

{Check out my new novel, Misunderstood Villain: Heroines Mourn My Death} 'Born In Ruins' was a forgettable read. That was the only way Emir could describe the pages of the novel he had found himself reincarnated into. The young man barely knew anything, but the snippets he had recalled only caused him unending sorrow... As what awaited him was only tragedy and an early death. It was a depressing story, one that he had planned to flip on its head—all for his salvation. — In this post-apocalyptic world, monsters fought humans and cyborgs in a battle for survival on a scale greater than ever before. A world where innocence and death were a luxury, where the line between heroes and villains was razor-thin. Within its expanse, 'Ancient Clans,' 'Galactic Federations,' 'Factions', and 'Corporations' presided over colossal 'Ruins' that dwarfed the concept of life itself. Survivors of the 'Third World War' continuously dove into the 'Old World,' 'Hunting' for 'Relics' in any ruin that they could find on Earth, desperate to reclaim 'Lost' technology, to stand a fighting chance against the inevitable. But it appeared that 'Earthkind' had met their match. …However, Emir would never allow that fate to take its course. — Emir unraveled layers of the tale and realized the truth of the world. He acquainted himself with the rules of this game before it fully consumed him. And now... no longer content with mere survival, he sought to dominate over the very fabric of this unforgiving universe. Emir shall rise from the pawn he once was, seeking to unravel the mysteries that hounded him. The boundaries of 'Aether,' his father’s disappearance, the noose hanging above his family’s head, and of course… his starless destiny, a fate he longed to control. This pursuit would earn him the epithet: "Prince Of The Fallen." ---------------------------------------------- *Tags: Reincarnation ;), Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Magical Realism, Academy (Volume 3), Romance, Apocalypse, {Anti-Hero. Villain.} *Expect this novel to start slowly; it begins ramping up at the halfway point of volume 1. *The Magic System is introduced at the end of volume 1, read my review and Auxiliary chapter for more on that. *Warning: The main characters have emotions like proper humans. So don't expect your usual emo kid as the MC and come complaining later.

A Polymathic Man gets sent to the Viking era and decides to conquer the world with his smarts and the strength that he inherited from the body he possess now

A half-blood raised by a human to hate her other half, just to be saved by the creatures she is supposed to hate. warning blood, violence and adult language

Completed Novel +50 (with images): www.patreon.com/Zocatarr --- Schedule: 3 - 4 chapters per week. --- «Attention» Only +18! Look at the Tags!!! The MC is unhuman, and his worldview is unhuman, accordingly, there are no moral frameworks. This is a hentai story of about 150 chapters. There will be violence, cruelty, a little necrophilia. If you don't like it, don't read it. --- Synopsis below: The main character transmigrated to the cruel, but desired world of hentai. But not in a knight or a paladin, but in an orc - the enemy of all light races. However, using the system and the absence of any moral restrictions, he will bring this world to its knees and fu…. --- Tags: Elves, Orcs, Cruelty, Violence, Rape, Death during sex, Sex Slavery, Harem, Magic, Necrophilia, Death of Minor Characters, Profanity. ---

After spending too much time in front of the tv. I realized that my life was a joke. I ruined my apartment. Messed up and in tears. The TV flickered on with a bizarre message... "You've been selected for the Intergalactic Game Show!" Before I could realize what it meant, I was slammed through 3 floors of my apartment building, and taken into space. Abducted, and forced into sick games. If only I knew what would happen sooner...

In a world of unknown horrors and nightmares, one man walks through it all without purpose, uncovering the various mysteries and unsettling truths hidden from the view of the masses.

The mountains are wise and old. they witness many things, things that are unwritten, abandoned by history. One of them is the story of an old man. Who is powerful yet doubtful. he doesn't understand his true self. and hopes to find it, in this strange place we call earth with some strange creatures we call humans.

Summoned into a lost fight, a deity, a goddess- Is that truly all I am? Why not a matron, the giver of life. A futa orc who'll turn this world into her own. That's it, that's what I want.

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

Phillip is more than downtrodden. Born with only his sister, he is as poor as it can get in the Kingdom of Chadia. After tragedy, after tragedy hits his life, he only preserved in the memory of his sister. Forsaken, shunned, and schemed against, Phillip is known as the wretch, the pig, the oaf, and many other names by his co-workers, his neighbors, his former school mates... Let's follow Phillip as he attempts to live his life, and see if it is worth living... Because everything isn't always what it seems.

curiosity

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.