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The Red Dragon came from the vast wild wastes, coveting all the strength in the world. It once had countless titles: Mountain's Wrathful Flame, Infernal Calamity, Crimson Emperor, Ashen Dragon...... The world trembled under the shadow of the giant dragons. He stirred up the craze of the magic industrial revolution; in the empire he established, Wyverns roared, artillery fired in unison, and steel beasts appeared in the sky and on the land, while disasters from another world rampaged everywhere. "Submit, or die." Cassius spread his wings, blotting out the sun, and gazed down at the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves below, saying thus. ...... It is a story about a Red Dragon with a player template conquering, ruling, and transforming an alternate world. (Pseudo of DnD, The Fourth Calamity, Red Dragon)

Ezra’s life ended with a mobster’s bullet, forty grand clutched in his sweaty palms on a gritty Earth dock. But death was just the beginning. His soul transmigrated into a baby boy in a steamy, matriarchal world, he’s now eighteen and navigating a society where voluptuous women wield superhuman powers and men are mere playthings, weakened by radiation and the deadly Fade a condition sparking violent madness. With his sharp wit and rebellious streak, Ezra refuses to be another docile male. —— Author Note: For some, this novel might start slow, but hang in there, it gets good, I promise.

In the early 1900s, in a small riverside town in southern China, young Li Wei lives a life shaped by loss and sacrifice. After his father died deep in the coal mines, his family splintered under the weight of poverty and grief. His sister was sent far away to work in the next two towns, where she spends her days bathing swine and caring for the pigs — a harsh, thankless job that keeps her from home and family. Now, Li Wei is left alone to care for their sickly mother, who lies in a small, damp clinic bed, her breath thin and her body growing weaker each day. He works at the docks, hauling crates and heavy sacks until his back aches and his hands split open. Every coin he earns is spent on his mother’s medicine, leaving him hungry and worn. When he hears of a sugar cane factory that pays well enough to change his fate, a spark of hope flickers in his heart. But the factory is far away, and workers must live on-site for months at a time. Li Wei can’t bring himself to leave his mother alone, fearing she might not survive a single night without him. Every evening, he returns to her side, washing her face, feeding her watery soup, and whispering stories of better days that he doesn’t truly believe in. Each night, when the world is quiet and only the sound of crickets fills the air, he cries softly into his pillow, wondering if he will ever escape this endless struggle. He is haunted by the memory of his father’s sacrifice and his sister’s absence among the pigs. Guilt and desperation gnaw at his spirit, leaving him to wonder if his family is cursed to suffer forever. Then, one day, everything changes. He meets Mei Lin, the daughter of Master Chen, a powerful and feared merchant. In Mei Lin’s eyes, Li Wei sees a softness and a strength he has never known. She listens to his pain without judgment and sees the kindness and courage hidden beneath his worn-out shell. As they grow closer, Li Wei dares to believe that maybe — just maybe — his fate is not sealed. But to reach for a new life, he must face impossible choices and risks. Can he save his mother and reunite his family? Or will love and hope demand more from him than he has left to give?

Dr. Lila Reyes, a pioneering quantum physicist aboard New Carthage Station, never anticipates her prototype time‑rift device yanking Captain Edmund Hartley—a bold, swaggering pilot from 1822—into her sterile, high‑tech world. Linked by a shimmering temporal tether that pulses with every brush of skin, Lila's meticulously logical mind is thrown into disarray by Edmund's old‑world gallantry and devil‑may‑care charm. As the rift flickers between centuries, Lila and Edmund involuntarily swap memories: one moment she's adrift in a starship skirmish, the next he's navigating moonlit Regency gardens. With each fragmented recollection, they uncover hidden longings—Lila savors the heady rush of horse‑drawn carriage races, while Edmund tastes the hollow ache of cosmic isolation in zero‑G. But every shared memory frays the fabric of reality, risking a catastrophic convergence of two timelines. Compelled to collaborate across time, they pursue cryptic clues through mist‑cloaked 19th‑century ballrooms and neon‑bathed orbital docks, wrestling with an impossible choice: seal the rift and be forever torn apart, or let destiny unravel for a chance at love that defies all boundaries. With each daring kiss and whispered confession, Lila and Edmund discover that some bonds transcend space, time—and even death.

I like text-to-speech so I'm giving a shot at present tense second person writing to lean into a listener's POV. Enjoy! I use Sonia en-GB for the narrator at 1.2 or 1.5 times speed. Might want to read this part, I kind of left it out the story by making it the synopsis by accident lol. Tavern doors never close on the festive dockside. Traders, settlers, wanderers, and outlaws gather, drawn by the excitement of the New World. The air smells of smoke, salt and sweat, sails catch wind beside steam locomotives' whistles and pistons, each vessel either arriving with strange goods and stranger tales or departing with the thunderous farewells. You step aboard one of them, another spirited adventurer in the crowd, and spend months at sea from docks to coasts, continents to isles, to steam across a windless sea under an endless night sky. When sunlight hits your deck once more, it reveals the New World's waters, like pouring paint into the void. You see the distant sails in the harbour of a forested continent and cheer with the exclamations of waking passengers upon seeing the continent, name pending, no sovereigns and no laws. The landing of all those visiting from the Old World, a boiling pot of all kinds of cultures with each person's distinct flavours of friends, enemies, grudges and dreams. Without hesitation you leave it behind and vanish into the forest, wanting simply to dedicate your life to exploring the interior of the continent. How surprising is it when you found that the elves are all sleeping beauties! Capture them all! Hahahahahahahaha!

Alexander sank deeper into the salty river that fed into the Ocean. his wound bleeding into the ocean, despite the cauterizing burn from the quarter sized hole. 'No, please. Not like this. Not when everything was working out. Quin, Seraphina, Grey, I'm so sorry. every time I try to fix things.. I should have know not to trust those rich bastards. I swear to any god that will listen, give me a break, will you!' Alexander replayed the moment of the attack. Kahawai stood over Alexander with the golden flame threatening to blast him. the spell was a low first tier spell using fire and air to condense and increase in power enough to melt metal. "You're joking, right Kahawai. You cant just hit me with that. I'm only ranked F. Your going to kill me." He flinched, taking a step backwards. the edge of the dock making him step forward again. "You have no one to blame but yourself, Alexander. This world is unforgiving and I cannot have you as a weak link. This is to important! Survive this and you will prove you are ready. If you cant then you will die here. Better her than getting the rest of us killed later." Kahawai held his spell at Alexander, firing at his center. 'I wont die, not like this!' A swirl of darkness took him further down into the river, swallowing him. Do you wish to live? 'Yes!' Will you serve? 'Yes, as long as I can live with my family. Anything.' Then I have found you. The soothing voice faded, releasing the darkness around him. A mass of darkness flooded round Alexander, slightly different from the magical darkness. it covered his body and entered the wound and into his body. 'User found, initiating repair function. greeting user. Hello host, you may call us, Lunaris.'

Travel to the begining of Karto's story where evil lurks in the shadows with white gleaming eyes, where love and tragedy show themselves. Original Ideas or references are from Minecraft universe

Under the misty and historically sedimented surface of London, there is a hidden current that ordinary people cannot imagine. Eighteen year old Alan Shaw grew up at the "Herbal Hall" Chinese medicine shop in Chinatown, East London, and was raised by a mysterious grandfather. He leads an ordinary to almost boring life: helping his grandfather manage the pharmacy during the day, smelling the fragrance of licorice and angelica; At night, they sweat and move cold goods in the dock warehouse. Fatigue is his norm, and occasionally when his fingertips brush over metal or candlelight, the fleeting strange "flowing sensation" is also attributed to his own overwork or nerve sensitivity. Grandfather's warning - 'Hide yourself, don't reveal anything special' - is the iron rule of his life. However, on a foggy midnight, fate rudely tore open the curtain of his peaceful life. On the shortcut in the abandoned shipyard area, Allen was dragged into the darkness by a sound that was not a human fight: the wild beast like roar tore apart the silence, and the metallic roar carried a piercing chill. Curiosity and an indescribable pull overwhelmed his fear of the unknown, leading him into the depths of the shadows of the steel ruins. There, he witnessed an unimaginable sight: a pale and swift ghostly figure ( Blood Clan ) engaged in a fierce battle with a muscular and partially beastly strong man ( Werewolf ) under the moonlight. Their power transcends the boundaries of physics, as blood light and claws pierce through thick fog. Even more deadly, a wild werewolf out of control sensed his gaze and charged straight towards him! At the critical moment, the suppressed and vaguely perceived "energy" in Allen's body fluctuated uncontrollably, like a stone thrown into a calm pond, instantly disrupting the invisible force field of the entire battlefield. This unexpected energy ripple not only exposed him, but also attracted the intervention of a mysterious woman who claimed to be the Guardian, Lena White. Her appearance saved Allen, but also plunged him completely into the hidden abyss known as' The Veiled World 'beneath the glamorous facade of London. Alan finally realized that the "energy" he perceived was the power of the origin of all things - Anima. Those who are born or awakened, able to perceive, absorb, and use spiritual energy like him, are called Animates. In this world, wizards weave arcades, witches communicate with nature, vampires (a blood race that claims to be the "Crimson Council") thirst for eternal life, werewolves (following the ancient "Silver Moon Oath") roar under the moon, and various forces such as alchemists, Druids, and psychic warriors maintain a fragile balance under ancient rules, hiding together in mortal society. And what broke this balance and caused a bloody storm was a mysterious organization called 'Ouroboros'. They crazily chased after the nine legendary Prime Glyphs left by ancient beings, each representing a subversive and almost world rule-based way of using spiritual energy, such as the "Weaving of Life" that manipulates life, the "Anchor Point of Time and Space" that interferes with time and space, and the "Return of All Things" that devours all things... They are powerful enough to rewrite reality and the ultimate treasure coveted by all ambitious people.

Jeff, who died while doing his usual daily routine, found himself transmigrated into another world one that was twice the size of Earth. At first, he thought life would be the same. Peaceful. Boring, even. Just another world with different skies and landscapes. But he was wrong. On one fateful night, while he lay in his small room, a sudden ding echoed through the air. It was sharp, clear, and unnatural like something out of a sci-fi film. And then… something appeared before his eyes. [Luck Spin System has finally bind] [Congratulation you have gotten a skill: Godly Programming] With this luck finally his dream can finally come true which is making games, seeing that their was no minecraft in this world he decided to recreate it. Then his journey began starting as a programmer, he quickly rose to dominate the digital field, racing field, swimming field, shooting field, combat field, robotics field, hacking field, academic field, business field, gaming field, drone piloting field, artificial intelligence field, engineering field, virtual reality field, and even the military simulation field What would Jeff do with all these, skill and titles read to find out of course. ... Thank you for reading, and I hope you’ll continue to support me on my journey as an author. ******************************************** DISCLAIMER ******************************************** This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, applications, songs, technologies, locations, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously for storytelling purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real companies, brands, applications (such as ChatGPT, Minecraft, or other well-known services), or any other entities is purely coincidental. All real-world references are included as part of the fictional setting and do not imply any endorsement, association, or ownership by the original creators. The author has no intention to defame, discredit, or infringe upon the rights of any individual, brand, organization, or intellectual property. This story is created solely for entertainment and creative expression, and should not be taken as factual or representative of real-life entities or events. Readers are advised to treat all references in this work as fictional, regardless of name similarities or thematic inspiration.

In the village of Pheseoghana, Atlas Kennedy lives a simple life. The son of the village mayor, wanting to do virtually nothing, he doesn't work, doesn't mine, and doesn't worry about his future. That is, until the Huang Family blows through his village in a Raid, destroying the Village Golem, enslaving the villagers, and forcing Atlas to work as a butler in the newly erected Mansion overlooking the village. Taking place in the "Minecraft" Universe, can a Nitwit Villager and a Vindicator Illager find common ground within the war between Villagers and Illagers? [Updates Every Friday at 3:00 pm PST!]

In the vast and pixelated world of Minecraft, there exists a deity unlike any other—a god devoid of emotion, whose heart remains tranquil and unmoved by the dualities of existence. This emotionless god stands as a stoic figure, indifferent to the forces of hate or love, pain or pleasure, war or peace. Their sole purpose is the relentless pursuit of strength, a singular focus that defines their existence. This being's essence is not swayed by the chaos or harmony that unfolds around them; instead, they are driven by an unwavering commitment to the mastery of power. Their presence is both awe-inspiring and enigmatic, a testament to the notion that true strength can exist in the absence of emotional ties. In a world where a single Immortal resides, this god serves as a reminder of the vast spectrum of existence, where strength can emerge from the depths of emotionless tranquility. THIS WORK IS NOT OWNED BY MOJANG. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

—————— PLOT —————— Kenji Mizaki, a Minecraft YouTuber with over 10million subscribers who does mostly modded let's play one day dies from getting hit by a truck and gets reincarnated in the world of Minecraft. But it's not a vanilla Minecraft world, as it turns out it's heavily modded with mods that turns this world into a RPG world, with RPG systems, stats, skills and abilities. And it seems this world has intelligent mobs. And not just villagers but other species too. ——— GIVE IT A READ ——— If you like Minecraft, Isekai and/or RGPs then you should definitely give this novel a read.

You know what's worse than being dead? Being half-dead. With a stiff back. No coffee. A Minecraft sheep as my emotional support animal. And a tattoo that vibrates every time I screw up — which is... often. I’m Renji Kurogane. Once a cop. Then an archaeologist. Now? Just a guy with a cosmic parasite squatting in his soul, offering universal Wi-Fi and occasional sarcasm. It all started with a cursed envelope. No sender. No return address. Just a notebook that hissed at me and a single word — Senku. One word too many. Since then? Reality’s been unraveling like a drunk god’s sweater. Timelines are glitching. Doors are opening. And somehow, I’m still the one holding the detonator. I’m not a chosen one. There’s no prophecy. No divine calling. I’m a walking bug in the system. A corrupted save file the multiverse keeps trying to delete. I’m searching for 23 fragments — ancient, cursed, possibly sentient gems that lock away something so broken, Time itself blocked it on all platforms. My mentor? A forgotten god with the ego of a cursed influencer. My spiritual guide? A sheep. A literal sheep. And yes — she judges me with every pixelated blink. This isn’t a hero’s journey. It’s not even a comeback story. It’s an existential black comedy wrapped in cosmic horror, buried under unreliable memories, and gift-wrapped by fate with duct tape and bad decisions. The universe doesn’t want to be saved. It just wants to laugh — front-row — while I fall apart. So yeah. If Deadpool, Rick Sanchez, and John Constantine had a deeply troubled child, handed him a cursed relic and a one-way ticket to Hell… You’d get me. Welcome to my story. But be careful. The Eye already noticed you. Author’s Note This story is 100% original and entirely written, directed, and emotionally overcaffeinated by me. Yes, I use tools for grammar polish and creative fine-tuning — because I like my commas functional and my metaphors mildly unhinged. But every plot twist, every relic, every scream into the void… Is handcrafted with existential dread, narrative obsession, and the kind of insomnia that makes ancient gods nervous. No AI chapters. No plagiarism. No copy-paste translations. Just me, my chaos, and a story that probably shouldn’t exist. But here we are.

Inspired by Minecraft. Almost every character's name is a reference of some kind, usually to a song from the Minecraft soundtrack.

Synopsis – “When Rain Burns” In the rain-drenched streets of Kuala Lumpur, Wreen feels the ache of a love unraveling. Jason—the man who once held her world together—has vanished into silence, carrying secrets darker than the night. As she fights to hold onto the frayed red thread between them, a war far more dangerous brews beneath the surface. Haunted by guilt and hunted by those he once trusted, Jason walks the razor’s edge between loyalty and betrayal. His hands are stained by deals forged in shadows—deals that threaten not only the woman he loves but entire cities across Southeast Asia. Wreen refuses to let him go. Joined by Henry, her steadfast childhood friend, and Ling Yan, a sharp-tongued journalist with fire in her eyes, she begins to untangle a web of espionage, corruption, and murder. Each step forward unearths a chilling truth: Jason isn’t just caught in the storm—he may be the storm. As threats close in from the misty alleys of Hong Kong to the bustling docks of Singapore, time runs thin. Sinister figures are watching. Lives are marked for elimination. And the question cuts deeper than any knife: Can love survive when trust is the first casualty? In this heart-pounding tale of sacrifice and resilience, “When Rain Burns” blends espionage thriller with romantic tragedy, where every heartbeat is a countdown, and every secret comes with a price. The war is no longer at the borders—it’s between hearts.

Buscan paz... buscan una vida... buscaban... tú cabeza. En el mundo de Minecraft siempre hubo equilibrio entre el bien y el mal... Pero gracias a él... todo se rompió. Se generó el mundo nuevo, pero con algo diferente, unos mods de monstruos alienígenas, parásitos y aberraciones. No sólo Steve tendrá que sobrevivir, sino también los Mobs hostiles. ¿Sobrevivirán?, ¿Como lo harán? Sigue está historia y lo descubrirás.

Caelen died doing what he loved most: playing survival games non-stop like a sleep-deprived goblin. Unfortunately, dying in your chair from gaming overload isn’t exactly what you’d call a dignified exit. Even God laughed at him. But lucky for Caelen, or maybe unlucky, he gets a second chance in the world of his favorite survival game. It’s a brutal fantasy realm full of monsters, magic, swords… and absolutely zero indoor plumbing. Armed with only a stone pickaxe, a limited-use "Google Brain" search skill, and the stubbornness of a man who once built a Minecraft mansion out of dirt, Caelen sets out to survive. But surviving isn’t enough he wants to upgrade the world. Electricity? Toilets? Toasted bread? Why not all three? As he fends off nighttime horrors, awkwardly crafts furniture, and tries to avoid becoming monster chow, Caelen has one mission: bring modern convenience to a medieval world, one ridiculous invention at a time. And maybe, just maybe… not die again in a chair. [System Notes:No Ntr, No Yuri(gl), No Yaoi(bl)]

Fuse~ is heard before Zoe is thrown into darkness. Struggling to breath as they sink deeper and deeper unable to swim, a last ditch effort of clawing their way-out, fingernail by fingernail breaking against the mix of dirt and stone. Barely managing to get out of the water, dripping wet, a burning pain comes an upon him. I do not own the Image, it was made with AI, I also do not own minecraft or the mods that will come in 60~ chapters. They all go to the one that created them and Mojang. I only own my own story and my own ideas that come with them. I also release them on scribblehub too, so don't need people saying I stole someone work lol.

Combat fighter Alex battles her way through life within a virtual Minecraft world, where all AI is sentient. With the looming threat of a virus named Zero deleting their world, Alex must team up with members of the strongest Village to clean up the mess.

IN THIS STORY MINECRAFT STEVE WILL GO TO DIFFERENT UNIVERSE AND DO AS HE PLEASE THEIR IS NO ONE TO STOP HIM. HE WILL SHOW THOSE UNIVERSES MIGHT OF MINECRAFT. WORLDS:- 1.MY HERO ACADEMIA 2.? 3.? 4.? 5.? 6.? IN first world when steve will spawn he will be spawn one year before the main story start. HE WLL GET MODS IN SECOND WORLD. THIS IS MY FIRST STORY SO DON'T BLAME ME FOR ANY MISTAKE I MAKE AND HELP ME CORRECT THOSE MISTAKE PLEASE. BEYYYYYYYYY

Steven woke up in a forest with nothing but the clothes on his back. Unsure of anything beyond his name he soon finds that this world he finds himself in is very hostile and he has to use everything within his disposal to survive. A Minecraft-inspired story Art isn't mine, if asked to remove it I shall.

Reborn in Dragon Ball: A War Hero’s Second Life with a Chaotic Multiverse Group Chat" After dying in World War III, a battle-hardened soldier awakens in the Dragon Ball world as Bulma’s younger brother. But he's not alone—he’s part of a mysterious group chat connecting reincarnators across different universes. With shared knowledge, wild personalities, and unpredictable alliances, the multiverse will never be the same. Connected Worlds in the Group Chat: Dragon Ball Demon Slayer One Piece Minecraft Solo Leveling The Novel’s Extra Invincible Hunter x Hunter

Power. Strength. Control. Three stones exist, each holding the key to becoming the most invincible force the world has ever seen. Whoever finds them will rise above all-unstoppable, untouchable. But power is never given. It must be earned. Across vast landscapes and through infinite worlds, the search begins. Battles will be fought. Alliances will be tested. Portals will open to the unknown. Yet, true strength isn't just about winning fights. It's about knowing your worth, standing tall, and choosing the right path-even when everything is against you. The race has begun. Who will claim the Premium Powers? Also, despite the fact this story is still in the same world, it is still a completely different narrative from the series on Amazon. That one is Tenentes (Wielders) Legends of Minecraft Stories.

I basically put what I remember from what happened in my Minecraft session from that day, into deepseek. So I can have it a cleaner, more readable way. Uploaded for fun.