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Rizz Taoist Master [A Reverend Insanity Fanfiction]

"Back in the day, I knew the world was trippin’, But I still wanted to vibe above the clouds, ya know? A lone sigma male endures a whole rollercoaster of cold winds & chaos, just out here, surviving the madness. Heart made of pure steel no cap, forged by a hundred L’s and Fanum Taxes, spent my whole life mogging to rizzmax my aura. Now, my level 10 aura strikes to rizz up this gyatt maxxer above the clouds. Rizz Gu! Rizz Human! Rizz Heaven!!!" Okay, so, like, these mortals? Total cringe. They're all stressing over, like, "morals" and "friendship" and other boomer concepts. Hard pass. The only thing that matters is the grind. My grind. And it's a marathon, not a sprint, because, like, eternity is a long time. Immortality? It's not a vibe, it's a necessity. Duh. Anything else is just... cringe bro. Big yikes. Everyone's always like, "Fang Yuan is so evil!" Okay, boomer. I'm just like, grinding, that's all. They're so attached to their feels, their little "relationships." Weak. I yeet anything that doesn't serve my aesthetic, I mean, my purpose. A tool breaks? You get a new one. A person? Same difference. It's just... logic. I be spitting Fax, that's all. This Gu world is like, a giant game of Among Us, but with magic bugs and way more sus. Everyone's trying to get ahead, forming alliances that last, like, two seconds before someone gets backstabbed. It's exhausting just watching. And these Gu worms? They're kinda cute, NGL, but also, like, instruments of mass destruction. Mood. Me? I'm just playing 5D chess while they're all playing Connect Four. They think they're slick, but I'm, like, four parallel dimensions ahead of them. Centuries old, reincarnated and just leveling up. These other NPCs? They just want, like, money and clout. So basic. I want eternity. And I'm gonna get it. Period. No matter who I have to cancel, I mean, use, betray, or... you know. It's just business Strategic business, you gotta respect the hustle, ya know what I mean? Now, BRB, gotta go refine this new Gu recipe. It's gonna be... lit.
Drechenaux · 13.1K Views

Playtime. Co.(Evolution System)

Michael, a man defined by his chilling detachment and an obsessive fascination with the dark lore of Playtime Co., finds himself granted an unexpected second chance. Upon his death, a mysterious entity, perhaps a twisted echo of childhood whimsy, reincarnates him within the very factory he so meticulously studied. He arrives not in the aftermath of the "Hour of Joy," but during the company's insidious heyday, when the "Bigger Bodies Initiative" was transforming innocent orphans into monstrous toys. Armed with a System that promises limitless evolution, Michael is no mere observer. He is a predator unleashed within a playground of horrors. His cold, calculating mind, honed by years of detached observation, sees Playtime Co. not as a source of nostalgic terror, but as a laboratory, a canvas upon which he can paint his own masterpiece of twisted creation. He embraces the factory's grotesque experiments, viewing the transformation of children as a macabre art form. He manipulates the System to enhance his own abilities, evolving beyond human limitations, becoming a puppeteer in a theater of nightmares. He dissects the psychology of the toys, understanding their motivations, their fears, and their weaknesses. Michael's presence disrupts the delicate balance of power within Playtime Co. He observes the scientists' hubris, the executives' greed, and the chilling efficiency of the factory's machinery. He sees the cracks in their carefully constructed facade, the festering rot beneath the cheerful veneer. He doesn't seek to expose their crimes or avenge the innocent. He seeks to understand, to control, to surpass. He becomes a ghost in the machine, a silent observer, a hidden manipulator. He whispers suggestions, plants seeds of doubt, and engineers "accidents" that escalate the factory's descent into madness. As the "Hour of Joy" approaches, Michael's influence reaches its zenith. He orchestrates the toys' rebellion, not out of empathy, but out of a desire to witness the ultimate expression of their monstrous potential. He sees the carnage not as a tragedy, but as a symphony of chaos, a testament to the power of his own twisted vision. The story unfolds through an omniscient perspective, weaving together Michael's internal monologues with the horrifying events unfolding within Playtime Co. It delves into the psychology of the toys, exploring their fragmented memories, their lingering innocence, and their monstrous transformations. It exposes the dark secrets of the factory, the hidden experiments, the forgotten victims. "Toymaker's Requiem" is a descent into the heart of Playtime Co.'s darkness, a chilling exploration of human depravity and the monstrous potential that lurks within the innocent. It is a story of control, manipulation, and the terrifying beauty of orchestrated chaos. It is a requiem for childhood, innocence, and the very soul of Playtime Co.
WonderNovels · 1K Views

Time Effect ( A Mass Effect Fanfiction)

A man is reincarnated in the Mass Effect Universe. At first, he was kinda scared about the possibility of dying to the Reapers, or other dangers across the huge galaxy. But, he persevered and, after making friends with Shepard and the crew, won the final battle. He was happy and thrilled about the possibilities of his new life after the war. But, on the day he turned 28 years old, he returned back in time, to when he was a baby. He was confused and mortified by the weird situation, but, our MC didn't let that shake his confidence. So, he tackled the plot of the game once more. But, again, after he turned 28, he returned in time. He finally had to admit to himself he was trapped in some sort of time loop but decided to continue ahead with his life(s). The problem was, this didn't happen just once. 2 times, 3 times, 4 times, 5 times... 9 times. It slowly changed him, to the point he lost the will to try after a few cycles. He realized what he was doing was meaningless, because no matter what he did, the changes he made, nothing mattered, as he would be thrown back in time anyway. So, he deviated from the plot and started to study a variety of things and he didn't care about the fate of the galaxy anymore. In those subsequent loops, he managed to become a master/expert in a lot of things, but the time loop never changed, and the MC started to lose hope of living a normal life. But, after the 9 loop, he felt something different from the other cycles! Perhaps this is his final one? Follow along and watch our MC conquer the whole galaxy, fighting the dangers inside it, and possibly getting a few girls along the way! --- Release schedule: 3 chapters a week (Monday, Wednesday and Saturday), as long as I have enough chapters in stock. Otherwise, 2 chapters per week (Wednesday and Saturday) Minimum of 1,500 words per chapter --- I do not own any of the characters I found the Image on the internet Also posted on RR and SH --- This is a fanfic written by a newbie, so there will be various grammar errors scattered across it. So please, bear with me!
Pop0 · 1.4M Views
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