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An unkown fugitive fleeing around the country in search of something or someone. A group of men on his trails, chasing him and catching up by the second. And Karl, living inside his lone hut, keeping to himself and studying peacefully... until he gets murdered. But death is only the beginning. After waking up, he has more questions than ever before and something new slumbering within him...

[WSA 2025 Entry] [Progression-Fantasy | Overpowered | Kingdom Building | Monster Girls | Literary RPG Mechanics] [ACHIEVEMENT UNPRECEDENTED] [You have successfully embraced the Origin: Celestial Archive] [You have earned the talent: Summon (Rank E)] [You have been gifted the ability to summon a single SSS-Rank creature] [You have unlocked a new talent: Talent Copy] [You have summoned Amara - Night Queen (SSS-Rank)] [You have awakened the talent: Blood Monarch (Rank SSS)] In the Kingdom of Eirland, Hunters battle vicious monsters that emerge from mirror dimensions known as Events. Markus White awakens a Common Tier Origin, 'Scout', at the age of 15, dreaming of making it big as a Hunter. But Hunters like him are a dime a dozen, their efforts insignificant in the grand scheme. One day, while clearing an Event Rapture with his team, an unexpected incident leads him to encounter a dragon. Now armed with the Supreme Tier Origin 'Celestial Archive', which allows him to summon powerful Monster Girls, how will Markus use his newfound abilities? And what impact will his existence have on the world? --- Before reading this novel, I sincerely implore you to read the note I left in the auxiliary. That will give you an understanding of what you're getting into. Acknowledgement: The cover belongs to Author.

The slaughterers of hell; Children of the Divine Priestess, they brutally defend humanity from the ever-present threat of the hellspawn. For over a thousand years this war has been waged, and for over a thousand years countless amounts of people have fallen. They go by many names — Devil Eaters, Ashrippers, and the whole sort. The name they call themselves, however, takes a much more noble stature. They were Knights. Knights of Torrice. And every last demon would die by their hands. In the remnants of the forgotten records, one ragtag group of soldiers proved to be more influential than their role was to be believed. A boy bound by duty, a man vigored by pride and a killer masked with humanity. Little did they know that fate itself would change with the simple click of their boots. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The Demon Archives is a fantasy epic written for WSA 25. If you enjoy grit, action, sacrifice, bloodshed and more, then consider reading this book and supporting me along the way! Being my own unique take on the nine circles of hell, I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it! Inspired by written works like Shadow Slave, and hopefully a culmination of all I've learned from writing as a hobby over the past five years.

The demon lord Akuma is resurrected , begins spreading terror on the world, 5 young warriors must come together to destroy this evil, bent on world domination

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After the great calamity known as the Collapse turned the world into a desolate wasteland, humanity became a savage and barbaric race that focused only on the survival of the fittest. The once-great innovators who created many advanced technologies now become less than the tribal communities, nomadic scavengers, or ruthless raiders and slavers. Pre-Collapse technologies became taboo, and those who understood the Old Ones, collectively known as the Knowers, became outcasts. This is the story of two girls, the scavenger Snow and the Knower Rain, who seek the mythical place known as the Archive and set off across a brutal and unforgiving world, facing many perils and adventuring through the once-civilized land.

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One runs from the troops of a raging Kingdom, another runs from Friends who have deformed into foes, one runs from Legacy, Ancestry and the weight of an entire Species on their back whilst the last runs from the corruption in their homeland. And all sail towards the lonely castle said thousands of years ago to have been seen in Shakur, the heart of the wintry wasteland in the North. Only by eliminating that stronghold can the freakishly united Orks be halted alongside their undead allies. Time waits for no man. But even time itself seems to stray from the lonely castle located in the North that holds together the age of Dusk. Read along as the journey unveils. Will they end with beer up their lungs or swords up their chests? Will the Age of Dusk prevail, or will Dawn rise from the horizon one last time? Only one way to find out... I swear on my third nipple that I will get this book to 100 chapters. Even if it ends up with like 21 views at the end.

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I should have died that night. I remember the cold water dragging me under, the pain, the darkness swallowing me whole. But then he appeared—a man with burning red eyes and a wicked smile. He saved me… and now I belong to him. I don’t remember the deal I made, only that he won’t let me go. Not until I give him what he wants. But I’m not some helpless girl waiting to be claimed. I will take back my life, my empire, and uncover the truth buried in my past. "You made a promise, Eve," he reminds me, his voice low and smooth. "And I always collect." But the more I remember, the more I realize the real danger isn’t him—it’s the part of me that doesn’t want to run. What did I promise him? Why can’t I bring myself to leave? And will I ever be able to take back control of my life?

Moved to scribblehub. Editor has advised that webnovel does not have the platform for it to thrive.

Have you ever wondered what would happen if the Overlord characters arrived in the SCP world? Well, find out here. How would the Foundation react when it had a World Item, or how would they react when they saw the Guardians? I invite you to read this fanfic! This is a set of SCP files with characters from Overlord. (Since I like the OP characters, so I am going to increase the power of the characters greatly, I hope you don't mind) This is my first story, so please leave me your criticisms and/or opinions!!!

En un mundo donde la compatibilidad del usuario con el Aetherium y la destreza despertada, puedes llegar a ser una persona con poder que te permita estar en la cima. Kael tiene dificultades para despertar su destreza, y junto a sus amigos, se vera involucrado en un lio que lo obligara a volverse fuerte para proteger a los suyos de quienes los persiguen.

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The world is full of mages. The ones who fight for glory, the ones who stand tall, the ones who are feared. They defeat enemies. They win battles. They take everything they want. They are the ones everyone admires. But I? I’m not one of them. I can see the future. The problem? It’s all pointless. I know the outcome of everything. Every fight. Every struggle. Every victory… and every loss. The future is already written. And in the end, it’s all meaningless. I didn’t want to be a hero. I didn’t ask for this power. I just want to live in peace, but how can I when I know the inevitable? The academy, the friends, the enemies… it doesn’t matter. In the end, everything will fade. And then there's Kai. He doesn’t know it, but he’s the one variable I can’t see. He’s not supposed to be here. He doesn’t belong in this story. Yet somehow, he’s part of it. A piece I can’t predict. He’s the one thing that doesn’t follow the script, the one I can’t control. What does that mean? If I can’t see him, then is there hope, or is it a even darker horror? I can see everything… but him. And that scares me more than any future I’ve already seen.

I am not able to delete this because i was offered a contract from webnovel itself. I have reuploaded the work under same name and participated in WSA with it, so do show me your support guys.

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Ernest Teucher was a tyrant that ruled over an empire that dominated the world through culture, politics, and technology. He reigned supreme, and other countries could only bow their heads as he dictated every move on the global stage. Ernest Teucher's rule was marked by an iron grip, but even tyrants are not immune to the ravages of time. As he aged, his control wavered, and whispers of rebellion began to stir in the shadows of his empire. Nonetheless, Ernest died peacefully in his sleep, a rarity for one of his reputation, at the ripe old age of 92. His death, however, was not the end but a peculiar beginning. Ernest found himself transmigrated into another world. He awoke in the dirty backstreets of a war-torn city as a teenager with memories of it serving a country in the war that was defeated disastrously. The peace treaty imposed crippling reparations, plunging the already struggling nation deeper into economic despair. The streets became rife with poverty, homelessness, and a palpable sense of defeat. Amidst this chaos, Ernest believed that he could change the fate of his new country by becoming the ruler of it. Follow the story of Ernest Teucher as he began his quest for power and restore his glory in another world.

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