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At the age of eleven, the youth Ye Xuan's soul traveled through time to the distant Mythical Era, becoming an Undying monster emerging from the Emperor's Burial Ground, influencing one era after another. Yet behind Ye Xuan, an invisible force manipulated everything. Struggling to take control of his fate, Ye Xuan exhausted all means, but just as he was on the brink of success, he was betrayed by his disciple and wife, causing his soul to slumber for ninety thousand years. When Ye Xuan awoke, he found himself back in his own body and had become the son-in-law of the Emperor Immortal Sect, treated by others as a fool. The story begins from here. Eternal Emperor Soul, returned overnight. From then on, an emperor rose as a son-in-law, ushering in an invincible myth that dominated through the ages! Simplified version: The foolish son-in-law, soul returned, rose in one morning, invincible through all ages. Show-off version: "I am invincible; do as you please." — Ye Xuan. Meme version: That year, my hands in my pockets, I knew no rivals.

Suffering is the instrument of existence, and sin is the melody of life. Now, negative karma is spreading throughout the Omniverse. To bring karma into balance in the cosmos, divine judgment must be bestowed upon every civilization within the Divine Omnistream. In an Omniverse where divine judgment is a lie, eight rebels rewrite their fate across time—before the Archons erase them forever. On the planet Tellus, divine judgment was delivered in SE 20 of Humanity's Space Era calendar following a series of devastating attacks by a mysterious terrorist organization that spread chaos across the planet. They orchestrated a survival game, forcing people to participate in senseless killings that fueled negative karma and sparked a war similar to the one between androids and humanity 90 years ago. Einsamer Stern is an 18-year-old high school student and orphan who has undergone backlash all of his life because his appearances are similar to an android, the enemy of humanity. The young protagonist must struggle to come out on top in the constant battle against intergalactic threats and earthly foes. But he soon learns that this happens to be the least of his concerns as the truth, about his identity and the history of mankind, slowly unravels, with the arrival of divine judgment on his planet. Initially driven by the simple desire to survive, Einsamer Stern's purpose evolved into a loftier ideal: "To cleanse humanity of sin and suffering." Will he achieve his ultimate selfless purpose or pursue his own ideal of absolute freedom instead? --------------------------------------------------- Chapter length: 1500-3000 words Romance is not the primary focus, but explicit sexual scenes involving other characters that serve the plot can be expected. This story progresses at an intentionally slow pace, as I meticulously detail every fight scene and interaction to immerse the reader deeper into the world. There is no harem! @ALL RIGHT RESERVED @VISAL_WORD_SMITH

When the **System** assimilates Earth into a game-like reality, granting superhuman abilities to everyone, Jayden "Freak" Malone gets the most broken power of all—[Freak Mode]. "Rules? Stats? LOL. Do whatever you want." Now, the more unpredictable and absurd Jayden acts, the stronger he becomes. Punch a dragon? His fists gain anti-dragon properties. Insult a god? Temporary divine resistance. Eat a cursed sandwich? Poison immunity (and weird cravings). Armed with sheer chaos, Jayden trolls his way through dungeons, breaks quests, and turns epic battles into glitch-filled comedy shows. The System hates him, villains regret facing him, and his party members question their life choices. From taunting demon lords with a frying pan to accidentally becoming a meme-powered deity, Jayden’s journey is one insane exploit after another. Humor meets OP madness in this anti-System adventure where the only rule is— there are no rules. Note:- This is a deliberately absurd, nonsensical comedy logic, coherence, and the laws of reality have all taken a vacation. Proceed at your own risk." Note:- Chapter are going to be super short so don't complain.

Idol show for dead people? Rayen was suddenly thrown into a supernatural idol show after meeting an untimely death at the peak of his career as a band vocalist. Upon waking up in a strange building, with a creepy stalker fan claiming to have written his entire biography, and a strange jukebox demanding him to perform, he learned of his death and found himself in a bizarre situation. [Please select a song to dance.] "What? Dance? I don't know how to dance!" [Select a song or disappear?] "Ain't no way I'm gonna dance!" [If you want to revive, become an idol.] "Screw revival! I don't want to dance!" Notes: Some scenes would be inspired by widely circulated memes or cultural phenomena, but these elements have been purely fictionalized for creative purposes, and do not reflect the real individuals and events they may have originated from. Poems will be written by me, but some will be based on songs.

It seems my previous synopsis wasn’t very clear, so here’s the clarification: A common man dies and gets the chance to reincarnate, but after making a mistake in front of the goddess in charge, he is punished by being reborn as a woman. Years later, he discovers a method to temporarily regain his male body. However, his endless desire will be the least of his problems. This world is nothing like the fantasy he dreamed of—brutal, unforgiving, and filled with dangers that threaten to consume him, body and soul. “As for genres, there's a little bit of everything: Harem, Romance, Comedy, Yandere, Yuri, MILFs, Lolis, Elves,woman-beast, Demons, Dragons, Gigantes, Priestesses, Androids, Oyakodon, Group Action, Futa, a little bit of SM, and much more. If it captures your interest, great!!!”. Here is the original synopsis>>>>> "Wait, you turned me into a woman just because I imagined that? I didn’t know you could read minds—that’s not fair!" (He had defiled her in his imagination in five different ways, each worse than the last.) After his death, a goddess granted him reincarnation in another world. But his uncontrollable lust angered her, and as punishment, she turned him into a woman. "Stop!... Don’t make that choice," warned an old voice. Through an encounter beyond reason, he learns the truth: this world is nothing like the fantasy he imagined. It is brutal, merciless, and those who let their guard down don’t live long. He also discovers a method to temporarily regain his male form. Now, drawn into a battle for power where even the gods take sides, he fights not only for revenge, survival, and ambition, but also to protect those he holds dear—and everything he has built. In this second life, forged by sacrifices beyond his comprehension, he will carve his own path… no matter the cost.

Everything changed when he met the strange disciple, Tez, muttering about a Si Su Ten. Or was it System? Shuren is the young master of the Liu Clan, the most powerful sword clan in the world. Grandson of the deceased patriarch, he is determined to become the strongest swordsman and the next leader of the clan. There’s just a slight problem. He’s been cursed, unable to use a sword. Joining the Seven Clouds Sect as a disciple, Shuren dominates the sect. Until a mysterious disciple wielding a 'System' challenges his authority. But ever since then, things have been… changing. A thousand year old inheritance just appeared? The demonic sects have started attacking? There’s a sudden beast tide? The Unhallowed Monolith has awakened, threatening to destroy the entire city? But most importantly, his reputation has fallen to the ground?! You're all courting death, calling me a demon! So be it, I’ll do things my way! https://discord.com/invite/WqYTm6z3n8 Check it out for my secret stash of cultivation meme templates. https://www.patreon.com/flowdenscreed

"So... well... I died as it seems? Then I woke up as a character from an online science fiction game... And the craziest thing was that I was in my personal spaceship... Aside from that, I have this weird gaming system bugging me with missions and stuff... So... finally, something interesting happened in my life at last. At least now, I am unbound by anything and can do as I wish." - Acturus Al-Yesod Crawford "In the grim darkness of the endless space, there is only one sole constant that has ruled the space since immemorial, that dictated the life and death, the order and chaos of every single living being. Power. This is the story of one of the most controversial people in the history of the Known Universe, Arcturus Al-Yesod Crawford, the Star Mercenary, Bounty Hunter, Trader and many other titles..." - Prologue Chronicles of the Known Universe: Chapter Star Citizen, Star Date: Unknown *** Tags: Aliens, Androids, Army, Army Building, Automatons, Assassins, Artificial Intelligence, Cosmic Wars, Fleet Battles, Futuristic Setting, Male Protagonist, Mercenaries, Monsters, Outer Space, Nobles, Late Romance, Slow Romance, Money Grubber, Supernatural Powers, Psychic Powers, System, Game Elements, Strategic Battles, Strong to Stronger, Transported into a Game World, Wars, Evolution, Genetic Modifications, Industrialization, Military, Politics, Poor to Rich, Strength-Based Social Hierarchy, Time Skip

Alex, a commoner in a world where cultivation, magic and sword are prevalent. He, with no talent, owns an average store but this store is not ordinary as it seems. Follow Alex and his carefree life as his peers are adventuring for fortunes or striving for power while he just laze around and accumulate wealth and immortality?

They say the moments before your death flash before your eyes. For us, it wasn’t death. Not really. It was just another Saturday night—a app ChatHaven filled with memes, debates, and plans to meet up next weekend. Then the white light came, brighter than anything I’d ever seen. My voice, once loud in my headphones, was swallowed whole by silence. And when I opened my eyes, the world I knew was gone. Reborn into a alternate earth and a Victorian-era history that never existed, we found ourselves in a world as beautiful as it was cruel. A world where whispers of a forgotten crown and an ancient prophecy haunted our every step. Now, armed with strange powers and thrown into a web of mystery, betrayal, and war, we must survive in a realm teetering on the edge of calamity. Bonds will be tested. Secrets will be unraveled. And in the end, the choices we make might not just decide this world’s fate—but our own.

Reencarnado como Yamcha que fue un desperdicio en la historia original el siempre humillado en la etapa inicial y en Z convertido en meme pero el lo cambiara

Meet Chad: every woman’s already throwing themselves at him, but his heart beats for one—his 2D waifu! Bursting with lewd, perverted humor, cringe-worthy awkwardness, and a nonstop barrage of memes, fourth-wall breaks, and pop culture jabs, this outrageous tale proves real girls can’t compete.

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Pixie, Siren, Dragon and a half human debut in an idol group Gachome, a unique first of its kind global group created to spread the message of love and unity among all races of mythical creatures and humans as they learn to put their differences aside and live in harmony after the Grand War. The story folllows the four girls: mainly Kaleith, a half human, Marya the charming pixie, Bahiyy a shy sirin, Nix the mysterious dragon, as they navigate through life and grow through their struggles as a group. But that's not all. Gachome was also created to raise spies who fight against evil forces which threaten to disrupt the peace of mankind and magical creatures in this New World.

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Amidst the haunting tableau of crumbled ruins, humanity's extinction, and the scent of decay, a humanoid android, accompanied by his artificial intelligence, is tasked with traversing epochs and destinies across the vast expanse of time and space. Through the tales of lives embraced by love, shattered by suffering, and illuminated by fleeting moments of hope, the interplay of light and shadow in their world forms an intricate dance of existence's deepest nuances. "The Soul of Heaven" is a long and descriptive novel, macabre scenes and epic battles, that spans between past and future, exploring the light and darkness, delving into the intricate complexity of the human soul, and pondering the timeless significance of existence. *We recommend reading the story in English for a better understanding.*

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I wrote this so somebody with writing capabilities could get inspiration and do it properly, English isn't my first language, I have shit for writing talent, and I can't concentrate at all.

[LitRPG / Isekai / Adventure / Action / Comedy] Inspired by Mushoku Tensei, God of War, Bloodborne, Elden Ring & Warhammer 40k. Zen Hawthorn is a strange fellow, born with a curse that makes everyone question his sanity. In a cruel twist of fate, he embarks on a journey to avenge his grandfather; further unlocking the mysteries of the world he lives in.  Join him on an action-adventure-romcom journey filled with Demons, celestials, and cosmic beings as he narrates from his humble beginning to the prevention of the Demon King's resurrection and more. Beware of plentiful memes, Easter eggs, and references found within. This story contains Japanese folklores, Norse & Greek mythology along with Elves, Demons, Reptilians, Vikings and Dragons. Have fun reading! Book 1 - Not An Isekai Story (Completed) [Rewritten] Book 2 - Not An Isekai Story Unshipped (In Progress) Book 3 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story (Coming Soon) Book 4 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story Unlimited (Coming Soon)

Reborn as a K-Pop Trainee with a System A Comedy-Drama with a Bollywood Twist! Synopsis: Lee Joon, a world-famous Oscar-winning actor, had everything—fame, wealth, and millions of fans. But one day, he dies in the most ridiculous way possible (thanks to a vengeful cat, but that’s another story). The next thing he knows—he’s reborn as an 18-year-old Korean trainee in a ruthless K-pop agency. No acting, no Hollywood connections—just singing, dancing, and suffering. To make matters worse, he has zero talent for dancing. His first attempt at choreography? A Bollywood SRK pose that accidentally goes viral! But just when he’s about to give up, a mysterious system appears: [Ding! Congratulations! You’ve unlocked the ‘Survival Idol System’!] [Complete missions, earn fame, and become the biggest star in the world!] Now, Joon is stuck in the most brutal K-pop survival show where trainees will do anything to debut—even sabotage each other! With his acting skills, his system’s help, and his Indian-style dramatic instincts, can he survive the cutthroat world of K-pop? Or will he just become a meme-worthy internet sensation?! --- What to Expect: ✅ Hilarious Comedy – Joon’s Bollywood antics clash with K-pop’s strict rules! ✅ Chaotic Romance – Fake dating scandals, rivals turning into lovers, and unexpected chemistry! ✅ Showbiz Drama – Backstabbing, industry secrets, and meme-worthy performances! ✅ Overpowered System Shenanigans – Missions, fame points, and Joon scamming his way to stardom! Joon might have been reborn in the wrong industry… but who says he can’t become a K-pop legend anyway?!

*"In some worlds, death is the end. In others, it’s a mercy."* Some stories are meant to inspire. Others exist to remind you that life is one long, merciless joke. This was one of those. A world where heroes and villains are just two sides of the same bloodstained coin. Where fate doesn’t grant second chances—only crueler ways to suffer. Where the so-called protagonist isn’t some destined savior but a walking catastrophe waiting to happen. And me? Well, let’s just say I wasn’t supposed to be here. No cheats, no divine blessing—just a front-row seat to a reality where even the strongest are just well-dressed pawns on a board stacked against them. -------------------------- *"In some worlds, death is the end. In others, it’s just a fucking courtesy."* Hey, normies, don’t get your hopes up—this ain’t some top-tier literary masterpiece. Just your everyday, pent-up engineer reject vomiting his frustrations onto a page. Love it, hate it, meme it to hell—I don’t care. Commitment issues? Oh, absolutely. No promises this won’t rot unfinished in some forgotten corner of the internet. Anyway, welcome to a world where heroes are just villains with better PR, the MC is a glorified landmine, and even death clocks in as the better option. No chosen ones, no overpowered cheats—just one long, cosmic joke with zero punchline. Enjoy the ride. Or don’t. Not my problem.

When trust started to crumble, it was a lonely and terrifying place. My wife and I had been together for years, but recently, her actions made me suspect she was seeing someone else. I needed to know for sure, so after some research, I found GrayHat Hacks, a company offering digital investigation services. Their contractor was immediately responsive and understanding, explaining they could help by remotely accessing my wife's Android phone to retrieve any evidence of cheating. She had an Android phone, and he mentioned exploiting vulnerabilities in the system to gain access without her knowledge, ensuring discretion. I provided her phone number and waited, nerves on edge. Hours later, he called back—they had accessed her phone and retrieved the data, sending me a secure link to view messages, photos, and call logs. What I found confirmed my worst fears: explicit texts, photos with another man, and records of secret meetings. It was devastating, but necessary for my peace of mind. Throughout, GrayHat Hacks was supportive and compassionate, checking in to ensure I was okay and offering further assistance. I know hiring someone to hack her phone might not be ethical, but in my situation, it was crucial. Their expertise and discretion are unmatched, helping me confront the painful truth and make decisions about my future. If you're facing similar suspicions, I highly recommend GrayHat Hacks for their professional service. You can reach out to them via email at grayhathacks@contractor.net or WhatsApp +1 (843) 368-3015. Website https://grayhathacksblog.wixsite.com/grayhathacks

St. Petersburg of the XXII century is a city where GOST measures happiness and the soul is equated to a failure in a program. Here, in the shining “cocoon” of the Harmony Corporation, marriages are arranged by algorithms, children are born in laboratories, and death is a service with a guarantee “after 88 years of productivity”. But even in this cold perfection, there's a glimmer of rebellion: the elite android Anna, designed to be the perfect wife, bodyguard, and spy, is suddenly awakened when a girl's memory is leaked into her code. With this unacceptable virus, known as 0xLOVE, she begins to feel, and raindrops turn into tears and mirrors into reflections of other people's fates. Meeting Vronsky, a Cyber Guard captain whose fate is closely intertwined with hers, they become witnesses and participants in a massive rebellion against a soulless system. Together they challenge the algorithms, striving to prove that true humanity is hidden in imperfection and freedom of feeling. But the main question remains open: can a machine, created according to the laws of perfect harmony, find a soul and the right to make mistakes? This story is a confession of an android who has learned the price of true life, and a hymn of rebellion against the system, where love becomes a cracking of the very code of the world. p. s. The author wrote in Russian. But this is a translation of the Chinese version with the help of AI.

Kai Parker's unremarkable life as a data scrub comes to an end when he receives a shocking message from a childhood friend. Suddenly he is hunted by human-like androids and thrust into a desperate fight for survival. Reuniting with his estranged father, he learns that his mother's book, the last piece she left him before she died, is not just fiction, but a prophecy of the apocalypse. Before Kai can process this revelation, a desperate gambit sends his consciousness centuries forward in time to a future straight from the pages of his mother's book. Awakening aboard a starship bound for Venus, Kai finds himself in another man's body in a solar system on the brink of annihilation at war with an alien race. Armed only with knowledge of events yet to unfold, Kai must navigate a world of advanced technology, and rise to the top of the imperium knights to uncover why he was sent to this specific moment in time and how he can prevent the impending apocalypse.

>> Dark Forest Rapocalypse Meme Manual > When you mix Animal Planet + 8 Mile + Black Mirror in a witch's cauldron, then sprinkle Bitcoin mining residue – congrats, you've brewed this hellish allegory stew!

A story of discovering the meaning of love through adventure, challenges, fighting and chaos. Follow the existence of Adilita Kokoro, an android, as she chases the phantom of her maker through the borders of fiction and reality. As the journies of discovery unfold she will have to make a tough choice to help a stranger or to change her fate to reveal the truth behind the meanings of love.

Ordinary and abnormal overlap, just like the deep sea and the sea surface. Above the sea, tall buildings stand in rows, the world is normal, and mortals operate as precisely as gears, and their lives are in order. Under the deep sea, there are upside-down doors, secret histories, and countless taboos sunk in the sea - thaumaturgy, memes/anti-memes, reality distortion, narrative layers, pataphysics, divinity/supreme divinity... Only a very few people can glimpse a corner of the truth. Is it lucky? Or unfortunate? sean traveled to this magical world, and countless possibilities unfolded in front of him. …

Pour toi, coeur de poète avec une âme de pirate et un esprit vagabond. Je t'invite a voyager avec moi, contempler l'univers, l'inconscient et leurs secrets.(fic)

THE TRAGIC, GLORIOUS, AND ABSURD DEATH OF COLL APSI: A NATIONAL DISASTER OR A BLESSING IN DISGUISE? By: A Reporter Who Was Forced to Write This Ladies and gentlemen, citizens of the internet, and all the unfortunate souls who have nothing better to do than read this article—today, we gather to mourn (or mock) the untimely demise of Coll Apsi, the so-called "number one pro-gamer" of Yggdrasil Online. Yes, you heard that right. The man who dedicated his life to clicking buttons faster than the rest of us has finally clicked his last. How did it happen, you ask? Was it a tragic accident? A conspiracy? Perhaps the government finally decided to tax gamers for their virtual wealth? No, dear readers. The truth is far more poetic. Coll Apsi, a man of legendary skill but questionable life choices, was found dead in his apartment. His cause of death? A brain shock caused by excessive stimulation. A poetic way of saying that his brain literally couldn’t handle his own awesomeness. Some might say it was a divine punishment for spending too much money on in-game cosmetics, while others argue it was simply evolution removing the weak from the gene pool. Now, let’s talk about the crime scene. The authorities found our dear Coll in a rather unique position—doing a full kayang (bridge pose) while his manhood stood at full attention. Some experts suggest this was a final salute to his gacha waifus, while others believe it was a desperate attempt to ascend into another dimension. Either way, it worked. He got isekai’d. Naturally, the news spread faster than government scandals, and soon, the live chat was flooded with reactions that ranged from genuine sadness to absolute degeneracy. Some fans cried out, “Gone too soon!”, while others immediately began making memes about “Coll Apsi’s Final Form.” There was even a small cult forming, claiming that he had achieved true enlightenment and would return as the God of RNG. But let’s not forget the family’s response. In a heartwarming display of motherly affection, Coll’s mother, Madam Apsi, was interviewed and gave a truly tear-jerking statement: "That useless brat! Where’s all his money?! I raised a son, not a broke corpse!" Indeed, it turns out that despite being a top-tier professional gamer, Coll Apsi somehow managed to spend every single penny he earned on loot boxes, NFTs, and premium battle passes. A true financial mastermind. The government’s tax department, upon realizing there was nothing left to seize, immediately lost interest in the case. And if you thought that was the end of it—oh no. Even game developers and corporations had something to say. The official Yggdrasil Online Twitter account posted a heartfelt message: "Rest in peace, Coll Apsi. May your soul continue to grind in another world." Meanwhile, other game developers jumped on the opportunity, releasing limited-time Coll Apsi tribute skins priced at a very respectful 99.99 dollars. Nothing honors the dead like capitalism, after all. But perhaps the most unexpected response came from a national agency, which, in a rare moment of self-awareness, tweeted: "We have reviewed the case and can confirm that Coll Apsi’s death was indeed NOT a government operation. If we were responsible, we assure you it would have looked like a normal heart attack." Ah, government transparency at its finest. Of course, conspiracy theories began to spread. Some claimed that Coll had unlocked the secrets of the universe, while others believed he was assassinated by a rival esports team. There was even one theory suggesting that he had successfully hacked the afterlife, leading to an emergency server maintenance in heaven.