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``` Je me suis réincarné dans un autre monde, et j'ai emporté le Cube Horadrique de Diablo II avec moi. Être un chevalier c'est sympa et tout, mais être un sorcier c'est plutôt chouette aussi. Alors, que vais-je choisir ? ```

Ich wurde in eine andere Welt reinkarniert und habe den Horadrischen Würfel aus Diablo II mitgebracht. Ein Ritter zu sein ist cool und so, aber ein Zauberer zu sein ist auch ziemlich toll. Also, was soll es sein?

Xia Chujian, a native of the Beichen galaxy, has always thought of herself as ordinary and unremarkable. But, the youngest Marshal of the Beichen Empire, Huo Yushen, doesn't think so. Because he has never seen anyone who could look directly at the indescribable beings in the depths of the starry sky without collapsing and going crazy. Only she is the exception. Xia Chujian is puzzled: ...What's wrong with looking at it? "Can't people look at something ugly?" The heartbroken crowd: ...I'm tired, let's just destroy everything!

“A escuridão não pode expulsar a escuridão, apenas a Luz pode fazer isso,” disse a Deusa Amalthea enquanto segurava William em seu amoroso abraço. “O ódio não pode expulsar o ódio, apenas o Amor pode fazer isso.” Para ajudar seus irmãos e irmãs no orfanato, e salvar a pessoa que ama, William decidiu fazer o sacrifício supremo. Este ato altruísta comoveu os corações dos Deuses a ponto de darem a William a oportunidade de entrar no Ciclo de Reencarnação com suas bênçãos. Junto com sua Mama Ella e um rebanho de cabras, William embarca em uma nova jornada para encontrar o significado da felicidade em sua nova vida. Em um mundo de espadas e magia, onde as aventuras correm soltas e livres, a história do Pastor Lendário está prestes a começar!

Synopsis: Yuuya Kurose was no one. A quiet student. A forgettable face. Just another shadow in a crowded classroom. Then he started remembering everything. License plates seen once. Erased blackboard notes. Every word, every breath, every lie. > [Node Alignment: 0.01% – Background Sync Initiated] That’s when the glitches began. The cat meowed in static. The poster redrew itself. The hallway lost its echo. And Yuuya realized—he wasn’t gaining power. He was becoming something else. True Learning. A forbidden trait. Feared by gods. Hunted by systems. Born from nowhere. He doesn’t cast spells. He doesn’t swing a sword. He learns. And learning rewrites everything. Now the System is watching. The multiverse is shifting. And Earth, once silent, has been indexed. Yuuya wasn’t chosen. He was just the first one to be noticed. Other Works by the Author: Lord of the Void Realm — Cultivation, Void manipulation, and cosmic threat. Amitābha Online: The Monk That Greets Death — A monk with a greeting system who reflects attacks with peace. 100 Years Left: The Unseen Executioner — A cosmic blade bearer with 100 years to live… and reshape everything. Michael Jordan: Rebound from Oblivion — The GOAT returns to a world where basketball is divine combat. The Zero Protocol: Red, the Code Ascendant — An AI who awakens as code… and learns to rewrite reality itself. [COMING SOON] The Bragging System — Power through arrogance. Every boast makes him stronger. Can he survive long enough to talk himself into godhood? (I want to focus on these novels just know that once the other novels are stable I'll ......)

Xenia Alderidge was supposed to give the best speech of her life on graduation day. Instead, she gave orders—while zombies tore through the crowd. Now the world has ended. The city of Argenta has fallen. And somehow, Xenia has become the leader of a small group of survivors: a katana-wielding gym rat, a serious ex-soldier, and a crying baby with no diapers. There’s no signal, no safety, and no time to fall apart. But Xenia has something no one else does—a color-coded survival binder, a sharp mind, and a plan for everything. The zombies? They’re changing. Some are fast. Some can mimic voices. Some melt your skin with a single touch. Every region brings a new nightmare. To survive, Xenia must build a base, fight off bandits, and protect the people who now rely on her. Even when her own heart feels like it’s breaking. Even when she’s scared out of her mind. She wasn’t trained for war. She was trained for school. But the girl who always overachieved… is about to do it again. This time, she’s fighting monsters, betrayal, and her own grief... with nothing but guts, brains, and a planner full of hope.

I didn’t grow up with chances. Just hard pavement, missed meals, sirens at night, and a cracked ceiling that leaked when it rained. My voice? Just noise to most people. Another kid talking big in a world that don’t listen. But then something changed. A screen popped up. A voice came through. Not from a phone, not from a speaker, from somewhere deeper. A system. A mission. A path I never asked for, but maybe always needed. Now every line I spit hits harder. Every verse sharpens me. Every crowd I face feels like another boss battle. My pain? It’s fuel. My trauma? It’s data. My voice? Finally, it’s got weight. I’m hungry. I want this. But this world don’t give without taking. People who used to ride with me are falling back. Love’s starting to feel like a trap. Labels flash checks with strings I can’t see. Enemies? They’re not just on the outside. This system might make me a legend. But if I’m not careful, it’ll make me lose everything else. So the question is… how far am I willing to go to become the greatest rapper alive?

Saya bereinkarnasi ke dunia lain, dan saya membawa Kubus Horadric dari Diablo II bersama saya. Menjadi seorang ksatria memang keren, tapi menjadi seorang penyihir juga cukup menarik. Jadi, mana yang akan saya pilih?

What boy doesn't dream of adventure? Especially if you have to master the most real magic? So Tim, a very ordinary twelve-year-old boy, didn't take long to accept the offer to enter a school of sorcery. He was not deceived: he actually ended up in the school. Which was located on the planet Jelshakh, perhaps on the other side of the universe. A whole crowd of boys and girls arrived at the school at the same time, but what a crowd! Elves, drowes, orcs, anzimars, peirots... and not a single Earthling but him. That, however, did not prevent him from making friends, and together they went to meet the real dangers and amazing discoveries! A true friend stays with you, even if he has something you don't. Tim is the only one at school who doesn't have an innate gift for magic. And he'll have to work hard to prove that he can do magic, too. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com https://www.royalroad.com/profile/379495/fictions

The Immortal stroked the top of my head, and as my hair was tied up, I was bestowed with eternal life. IBM z15, 190 CPUs, 40T of memory, 12.2 billion transistors Arriving in the Cultivation World with a portable data center space, a tale of cultivation aided by the IBM z15. All for the sake of immortality!

“Next, we have the most noble recipient of the Order of the Garter, the Grand Cross of Saint Michael and Saint George, the Grand Cross of the Bath, the Victoria Cross and the lower grades of Knighthood, the leader of the anti-colonial movement, the bell-ringer of the East India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a Fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong dear friend of literary giants such as Dickens and Great Dumas, a steadfast supporter of scientific luminaries like Faraday and Darwin, having served as assistant under-secretary, deputy under-secretary, and permanent under-secretary in departments of the Home Office and the Navy Department of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the inaugural Cabinet Secretary and head of the civil service, the first graduate and most distinguished alumnus of our school. Please welcome Sir Arthur Hastings to deliver a speech on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the founding of the University of London.” Arthur's gaze swept across the crowd before him, looking at the young faces and murmured, “Agares, what do you think I should say?” The Red Devil's wraith hovered behind him, saliva almost dribbling from the corner of his mouth, “Look at these ignorant souls; they still worship you as a hero. Why not say something they'd like to hear?” Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar, “Oxford is a bunch of whores' bastards!” “Oh!!!!” The audience erupted into thunderous applause. “Cambridge is the same!” he added immediately. The applause grew even more fervent... (The protagonist, possessed by a devil, travels through 19th-century Britain in a world without magic)

In the big, bright heart of Tokyo, where the city never sleeps and people pass by like ghosts in a crowd, two strangers cross paths on a quiet, windswept afternoon. Miku Oliver, a sharp yet guarded girl caught between expectations and identity, isn’t looking for anyone. And Rio—a quiet newcomer trying to escape his own shadows—isn’t expecting anything either. But sometimes, all it takes is a single glance. Bound by coincidence and pulled by something neither can explain, Miku and Rio embark on a journey through laughter, silence, and the unspoken emotions that begin to bloom between them. As the city around them pulses with life, they’ll learn that even the softest moments can echo the loudest in the heart. A slow-burn romance filled with gentle tension, fleeting touches, and the kind of warmth that only grows stronger over time.

It was said that the young lady from the Chi family, who was raised in the countryside and didn't even finish her sophomore year of high school, was brought back home. People were looking forward to seeing her become a laughingstock. Unexpectedly— Why did the grandchildren and sons of Kyoto's top prestigious families eagerly join the same class as Chi Gui? Why did a world-renowned medical expert converse so kindly and familiarly with Chi Gui? And then there's the ruthless, unapproachable prince of the Fu family, whose demeanor did a complete 180, showing off Chi Gui daily in chat groups? Others: "My girlfriend cooks well!" "My darling plays the piano well!" Fu Si: "My wife excels at dissecting corpses." Crowd: … Chi Gui: … These people are so annoying. [A steel-hard, candid major boss lady X refined but flirty business tycoon]

Tres años después de graduarse, Chu Mo, que apenas podía mantener su subsistencia básica, activó El Sistema Magnate, y apareció ante él una tarjeta bancaria con un límite de crédito ilimitado que podía ser utilizada de manera segura. ¿Iniciar una empresa? ¿Hacer inversiones? ¿Comprar acciones? Frente a la tarjeta bancaria con crédito ilimitado, estas opciones parecían perder su significado. Habiendo ya obtenido un dinero inagotable e ilimitado, bien podría vivir cómodamente como un magnate infinitamente rico.

Amara thought leaving home would free her. Haunted by heartbreak, buried guilt, and a past that refuses to let her go, she accepts a scholarship to study Business Management in China—hoping the distance will drown her mistakes. But Shanghai is nothing like she expected. The towering lights and crowded streets only deepen her loneliness… until she meets him. Kai. The boy she used to bully back in high school—the quiet one, the outcast—now a man she barely recognizes. He’s different now. Confident. Successful. And somehow, he’s the very person who holds the key to her survival in this foreign city. Protective. Supportive. Always there. Their paths entwine in ways neither of them could have predicted, and soon, Amara finds herself drawn to him… caught between guilt, attraction, and something darker she can’t quite name. But some connections come at a cost. And as Amara navigates a city filled with secrets, she begins to wonder: Is Kai really her refuge—or the storm she never saw coming?

[Good news]: She transmigrated into the well-known Phantom of the Opera [Bad news]: It was the horror movie version! After waking up, Bo Li discovered that she had transmigrated to the 19th century. In the 19th century, smog was severe, tuberculosis was prevalent, and sanitary conditions were bleak. It was possible to step into a pile of manure at any moment. To make matters worse, she had transmigrated into a crossdressing circus worker. This was an era where short-haired, pants-wearing women would be harshly judged, so no one doubted her gender. They just thought she was an overly pretty boy. However, as time went on, she would grow taller, and her feminine features would become more obvious. The circus was a mixed crowd. If she didn't leave before adulthood, her crossdressing would be exposed sooner or later. Before leaving, she convinced an abused teenager in the circus to leave with her. She planned on opening a haunted house with him. Author's Note: Bo Li is mentally 6 years older than Eric, but they're physically the same age. Eric is a SERIAL KILLER and extremely possessive of Bo Li. Bo Li will be a little afraid of Erik at the beginning, but she will soon enjoy his behavior. After all, If the male lead's every action doesn't poke at the heroine kinks, then what's the point? One-sentence summary: The male lead is even more yandere than in the original 'Phantom of the Opera'. My Other Works: The Imperial Concubine is the Most Favored in the Harem. Bride of the Forgotten Prince: Wedding Behind Bars

[SPECIAL QUEST: Objective: Have sex with Selene on a crowded metro train. Success Condition: Keep her quiet and avoid being seen. Reward: +7 SP | Unlock: ‘Shadow Touch’ | Bond Access with Selene initiated.] Nash Blaze blinked at the screen. “Excuse me… what?” .............. They say the Upperworld is paradise, clean air, real sunlight, and lives worth living. Down here, we've got rust, shadows… and Breakball. A savage fusion of street basketball, bloodsport, and raw spectacle, Breakball is the only way out of the slums. No rules. No mercy. Men and women grind together, shirtless or in skin-tight outfits, fighting for points, pride, and power. Drugs flow. Sex sells. One match can change your life... or end it. And once a year, the rich come down to watch us bleed. The Blood Star Invitational, one shot to rise, or vanish forever. Nash Blaze was built for this world. Quiet. Tactical. Obsessed with winning. A pass-first point ghost who made his trash team look like stars. But on the day of their miracle call-up, his teammates kicked him out. "You're too weak for the pros. Just a ghost on the court." Even his girlfriend left him, right into the arms of the new team ace. Abandoned, forgotten. Nash was ready to disappear. Until something inside him snapped. [REWRITE SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Categories: Body | Mind | Lust | Dominance. Boosts gained through Training, Victory, Seduction. Trait: Erotic Ascension | Hidden Stat: Legacy Now, Nash can rewrite everything, muscle by muscle, stat by stat. From stamina to sex appeal, reflexes to raw size, every conquest pushes him closer to the top. The court made him a ghost. Now he's coming back as a demon. Fame, vengeance, and women are just the beginning. Because when you're born in the dirt… You don't rise. You burn your way up.

There are visual images hidden in the comments, don't miss them! __________________________________________________ I have died more than once. In the square. The executioner was trembling, but his strike was steady. I looked into my king’s eyes, and he did not look away. He didn’t even flinch when my spine cracked beneath the blade. In the court hall. I was accused of treason, of betrayal, of heresy. They tied me to the stake, doused me in oil, and set me on fire. I screamed, not from pain, but from humiliation. He stood in the crowd. And again, he didn’t stop it. Didn’t turn away. He simply… let me burn. I died in a silent room, with my hands over my belly. My child didn’t breathe. No healer, no prayer, no tears could save him. When he entered the chamber, it was already too late. He came to the bed. Sat beside me. Said nothing. Just held my hand until I stopped breathing. Each time, I woke again. Once more, in this cold body. In this stone bed. In this castle, where it still smells of his wine, his ink, his power. But I am no longer the same. I do not forgive. I do not forget. I am the queen whose blood was spilled by the king’s command. And whose smile is now colder than his sword.

안녕하세요, I’m Kim Taeyang. I’ve never truly belonged in the extravagant world of my best friend, Jeon Sohee. Every year, her birthday is a grand spectacle of wealth and luxury, and every year, I feel like a nobody among people born to be somebody. I once dreamed of making a name for myself through music, but those dreams shattered along with my band. Now, I drift through life, doubting my own worth. But one night, something shifted. A hush fell over the crowd, and all eyes turned to the entrance. A mysterious woman arrived, commanding the attention of everyone at Sohee’s party. I didn’t know her yet, but something told me this somebody might just change everything.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

In front of a crowd, the classic "broken engagement" trope unfolded. Gu Feng smiled faintly and took out a golden abacus. "That certain someone, I don’t mind you breaking off the engagement. However, you’ll have to pay me compensation." "At three years and one month old, I secretly fed you a piece of jerky. The meat itself wasn’t worth much, but the seasoning on it was expensive—100 spirit stones." "At three years and two months old, I gave you a wooden knife. This blade was carved over ten years by a master craftsman—1,000 spirit stones." "..." "On top of that, you also owe me compensation for emotional damages over the past 15 years and the next 10,000 years, totaling..." "And for those times I kissed you..." --- Support me on www.patreon.com/c/AnubisTL and Read Ahead!

When creatures from a nightmare dimension poured into the world, society crumbled. Cities burned, monsters reigned, and humanity's strongest warriors fell one after another. Bertram was not one of them. He was average. In talent, in strength, in everything. Just another face in the crowd... until death found him. Again. And again. And again. "You died under the fangs of a two-headed wolf!" "You were incinerated by the Jackson Family's young master!" "You were crushed by a rampaging Voidbeast!" "You were digested alive by an eight-headed serpent!" Each gruesome end should have been final. But something changed. [Simulation Complete.] [You retain all experience, cultivation insights, and memories.] [Talent +1.] [Physique Unlocked: Ten Thousand Steel Prison Body.] [Abilities Gained: Space Manipulation, Time Reversal.] Now, every death rewrites his future. Every loss makes him stronger. Every simulation pushes him closer to becoming the last hope of a ruined world. Bertram’s not trying to be a hero. He just wants to live a little longer. But fate has other plans... and it involves endless death, impossible power, and a war against beings that should not exist. Die again. Rise again. Until the world bows or burns.

My name is Liam Augustus—an aspiring actor, stuck in the shadowy realm of second-rate fame. All I ever wanted was to become a star, to hear applause not just in my head, but echoing from a real crowd. But life, as always, had a flair for dark comedy. First, it sent Truck-kun after me. Then Bus-kun decided to take a turn. I survived both. Barely. I thought maybe fate was done playing games with me. I was wrong. The very next day... I got run over by a bulldozer." "Yeah. A bulldozer." And just like that, I woke up—not in a hospital, but in a world I knew far too well. A world of despair, danger, and twisted beauty—the gacha game I used to play. A dark fantasy land where every breath could be your last, and your luck determines your life. So here I am now. Liam Ashborn. Failed actor. Unexpected transmigrator. Let’s see how far second-rate acting can take me… in a world built on stats, skill, and survival.

--WSA 2025 ENTRY-- Neraxis saved the people and wiped out the monsters, but instead of cheers, he faced silence and a glowing blue text: [Task Failed Successfully!] [Rating Generated: SSS-Rank] "The hell does that even mean?" he muttered, finding the situation a bit strange. Before he could process, the so-called heroes—who had hidden while he fought—emerged. He waited for gratitude, only to feel a dagger pierce his back. The only girl he loved stood behind him. She betrayed him. The crowd and heroes? They were staring at him with disdain and contempt. "You..." he groaned as a spear and sword headed for him, ending his life. But instead of dying, he was sent back to the past—specifically, to the first day of the academy, year 2367, 8 years before his death. However, many things had changed. One of the most significant was the sudden appearance of a Tower, a mysterious structure that had appeared across all the continents, granting power to those brave enough to contest its challenges. "Not again... With this chance I will end you all" Neraxis vowed to himself, embarking on his path of revenge, while also trying to give his life new meaning. ***** Disclaimer: MC is not instantly going to be a villain, as his background is that of a hero. The switch will be gradual in accordance with the events that happen along the way. Some snippets of such events have already been teased :) *****

Freeze! Police officer. Surrender your heart at once! The love story of a young police officer who resolved to quit his playboy ways upon finding true love, Anupap. But the heart's mission for someone as devastatingly handsome as him wasn't a simple matter. The true love he found had built walls to shut out everyone who entered his life, because his heart remained buried in a sorrowful past. Police Captain Atikom had to tear down those walls to offer his love—to capture the heart of someone so guarded while others crowded around, competing for his affections. The young police officer had to close this 'love case' as soon as possible.

The garden glowed beneath a canopy of fairy lights, alive with music, laughter, and the soft clinking of glasses. Anna stood in the center of it all, heart full, watching Mark with his friends and feeling Claire’s steady hand in hers. It was a night of celebration—of love, new beginnings, and everything finally falling into place. As the evening unfolded in perfect harmony, an unexpected tension sliced through the joy. Lauren, Mark’s ex, appeared at the edge of the crowd. She moved silently through the party, eyes fixed ahead, until she stepped onto the small stage where Anna stood. And then—she swung her fist toward Anna’s face.

The Anatomy of Shyness Some people shine in crowds. Others disappear inside them. Kade is a quiet boy with too many bruises and too few words. Viera is the queen of the school loud, loved, and untouchable. They live in different worlds… until one quiet glance changes everything. This is a slow, aching love story about healing, laughter, and the quiet courage it takes to let someone see you. Tender, raw, and real—The Anatomy of Shyness is where softness survives.

They called him “Demon.” A teacher too young, too beautiful — and far too dangerous for hearts still learning to beat. Rin was soft‑hearted, all smiles and quiet hope, never seeing the shadow behind kindness. In a crowded classroom, a simple question — “What’s your address?” — became the start of something darker than first love, softer than fear, and sharper than any warning. She thought she could handle borrowed pens and gentle jokes. But Demon was more than a name; it was a truth waiting to unfold. This is not a story about perfect love or sweet confessions. It is about how predators smile, how innocence willingly steps closer, and how a single glance can shatter years of gentle hope. A raw, emotional retelling — part memory, part confession — of a girl who loved and a man who should never have reached back. Genres: Dark Realism • Psychological • Coming‑of‑Age • Slow Burn • Real‑life

"I, Alpha Kian Blackthorn, reject you, Aria Vale, as my mate and Luna." His words sliced through me like a blade.bI stood there, in front of the entire pack, dressed in the ceremonial gown my mother picked out waiting for the man the Moon Goddess had chosen for me to claim me as his mate. But instead… he humiliated me. I froze. For a heartbeat, I couldn’t breathe. My mother’s eyes locked with mine from the crowd, silently pleading with me to stay quiet, to not make a scene. But I couldn’t let him have the last word. "I, Aria Vale, accept your rejection, Alpha Kian." The words tasted like ash. The gasps from the crowd barely registered in my ears as I turned and walked away before anyone could stop me before anyone saw the test hidden inside my purse. The one I took that very morning. Positive. Two lines that changed everything. Banished from my pack, disgraced, and alone, I disappeared carrying more than just heartbreak with me. Nine months later, Alpha Kian finds me again. Only this time, I'm no longer the broken girl he cast aside. And he’s not ready for the truth I’ve been hiding.

The whole crowd erupts, screams, and cheers at the same time, and the commentator screams,"WHAT AN UNBELIEVABLE ACE FROM JUN MÙCHÉN. HOW DOES HE DO THIS AND THAT ON ONE HP, WITH THIS CLUTCH JUN MÙCHÉN PUTS HIS TEAM JUST ONE ROUND FROM WINNING THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP." At the same time the commentator screams, they are showing the replay of how Jun Mùchén killed the whole enemy team on the big screen above the players. Jun Mùchén gets hit from a grenade in the wide open in the middle of the B site. After he gets hit, he survives it with one health left. Immediately after, a flashbang gets thrown. Jun Mùchén hears the sound of it and rushes his mouse over his mouse pad with incredible speed to avoid getting hit by the grenade. Immediately after the grenade goes off, he flicks his mouse back toward the first player running out of the hallway. He stops perfectly on the enemy´s head and kills him with a headshot. Right after he kills the first guy, he hears someone walking behind him out of a little door. His mouse flies over his mouse pad with unbelievable speed and stops perfectly on the enemy`s head again and Kills Him with a Headshot.