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Apocalypse Blessing - Did I Become an Extra?

What would you do if the gods abandoned your planet? Demons, monsters, and other supernatural forces have taken over the world. In this case, humans have become a source of nourishment for these supernatural beings. In such a world, the only way to survive is to receive God's blessings. Sam is an ordinary human on this planet who has not received any blessings. However, something unexpected happens: he gains memories from a parallel universe. These memories reveal to him that his life is part of a story. What will he do now? Without a blessing, it is nearly impossible for him to survive in this dangerous environment. Fortunately, Gods haven't completely abandoned him. Will he find a way to survive in this dangerous world and create his own story, or will he remain just an extra character in someone else's tale? ------------------------------------------------ Hey guys, English is not my first language. I hope you all enjoy this and if you have any suggestions, please comment. -------------------------------------------------- [https://discord.gg/C5kUjxVwMC] My discord link. Join guys and if you have any suggestions, tell me.] You can also support me in PayPal - https://www.paypal.me/SmallOtaku ____________________________ # 50 Power stone = 1 extra chapter # 85 Power stone = 2 extra chapter #20 Golden ticket = 1 extra chapter # 50 Golden ticket = 2 extra chapters # 1 Gift = 1 extra chapter # 1 Super Gift = 2 extra chapter
Small_Otaku · 119.6K Views

The Villains Must Win

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"
MiuNovels · 595.1K Views

Four Split Personalities

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.
Micro-leaf Paulownia · 427.4K Views

A SPLIT SOUL SAGA

SPLIT SOUL One Soul. Two Bodies. No Escape. What if your soul wasn’t entirely yours? Jamal prays in exile, his devotion so fierce it tears the veil between worlds. Aamina dreams in chains, her heart so scarred she’s sworn love is a lie. They’ve never met. But their soul remembers. When Jamal’s silent rituals accidentally tether him to a stranger oceans away, Aamina’s reality shatters. A man with storm-dark eyes invades her sleep, his voice a river’s command: “Find me where the water bends.” His presence is maddening, tender, protective, relentless. And every time he appears, her chest aches in a place she thought long dead. The problem? Jamal is haunted by a night he never speaks of, a betrayal so intimate, it fractured his faith in others and in himself. The past still stalks him like a shadow, refusing to release its grip. Aamina has buried her heart beneath layers of silence and obedience. Her grandmother’s grip is suffocating, and love? It once left her bleeding, she no longer trusts its promise. And the thread pulling them together? It’s not destiny. It’s their own soul, split across two lives. A mystic shaykh reveals the truth: “You weren’t seeking love. You were dismantling the walls you built against it.” _______. This is a story of one soul that had travelled across lifetimes, finding it's way back to union in two separate bodies. Split soul is not your regular romance novel, it's for the thoughtful and those who believe in divine love and are ready to walk the talk. Not for the feign at heart. _____ Now, fate drags them to Zawiyya, a town where: Rivers sing with forgotten secrets, Shadows breathe with old sins, And every heartbeat echoes across the divide. But reunion demands a price. Jamal must confront the night that broke him. Aamina must choose: the safety of her cage... or a love written in her soul’s marrow. Their connection is undeniable. Their chemistry, dangerous. Their souls? Already entangled in something older than memory, and deeper than desire. Think: The Alchemist meets Inception, written in Rumi’s blood under a crescent moon. * Some bonds defy distance. Defy time. Defy reason. This is the story of one soul clawing its way home... to love.* Enter SPLIT SOUL; Where two halves of a fractured soul burn to become whole against the world’s chaos, the ego’s scream, and the terrifying truth: You were never meant to be alone.
Olawritesgoodbook · 2.5K Views

When Did I Become An Artifact Dealer?!

One scam package, That's all it took to drag the 17-year-old Cail into the world of the void. ... He thought he had ordered a limited-edition sneakers. But what came was a shady-looking package on his front gate. It smelled like rotten egg and sulfur. Inside the package was a strange box. It's filled with eccentric junk. They looked very intricate and mysterious. He thought, ''I probably got someone else's package, a package from someone that was very interested in mysticism.'' An old coin, a cracked compass, a ring with an ugly center stone, and some other weird looking trinkets. So he did what any broke student would do: He sold it. He figured someone might want them for cosplay or something. Well, except the gold-rimmed glasses that seemed to fit him very well. "Damn, I paid 7,000 nu for that sneaker; I better get something out from this scam package." Then all hell broke loose. Strange people started approaching him. People brought that junk. Very strange people wearing suspicious get up trying to buy those stuff in the sketchiest manner possible. As he kept selling, he realized that the box was refilling, it seemed to have an endless supply of those strange stuff. Those people called it 'artifacts'. Then one day he woke up with a strange tattoo on his arm; inside the tattoo was an independent space containing the box. It is basically inseparable from him. "I didn't ask for any of this to happen. But now, strange people come to me with desperate offers. Money, memories, and even soul." He's just trying to survive high school while earning some money! He had no idea what was going on, but apparently, this thing that he got? It's not just an artifact. It's a contract. As Cail navagates school life, part-time jobs, and otherworldly clients, he starts asking the real question: When did I become an artifact dealer?! By day, he is just an ordinary student, a NPC character. And by night? He is The Dealer. Selling ancient items and dealing with people that he probably shouldn't be talking to. "Since I'm already in this mess, might as well profit off of it."
Zion_Mei · 235.6K Views
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