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Twister Remake

After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Shows

After twenty-nine years of reign, Jiang Lingxi unfortunately passed away on her way back from a military expedition. When she opened her eyes again, she was in the modern world a thousand years later, becoming a small celebrity everyone on the internet was shouting to beat. Everyone shouting to beat? A drama queen? A small celebrity? Jiang Lingxi smiled it off; as a dignified Empress, she was best at turning the tables in desperate situations! Soon, the entire internet discovered that the hot searches about Jiang Lingxi exploded again, but they were no longer negative. Upon entering, netizens were all shouting: Awesome 666! In the Survival variety show, Jiang Lingxi led the entire scene by herself, and even the former top soldier who had to change careers due to injury couldn't help but humbly ask for jungle survival tips. In the historical drama remake about the Empress, as soon as Jiang Lingxi appeared, the Empress of a thousand-year-old prosperous era that only existed in public imagination suddenly had a clear image. During the Dragon Robe fashion show, the fashion master subconsciously performed minister etiquette in front of Jiang Lingxi, and the unedited red carpet photos amazed people both domestically and internationally. And after more unknown hidden identities were accidentally exposed, the whole internet: We're paralyzed, Your Majesty please witness us sliding and kneeling! * The Shen family of a thousand-year legacy, Shen Yunqing is the youngest Family Head of this generation. The man, rarely seen in front of the camera, is full of honor and dignity, only when looking at Jiang Lingxi does his gaze soften like spring water. 'Encountering Your Majesty, I only wish to bow and call myself your subject!'
Xuan 11 · 1M Views

The Path to Supremacy

[Warning: Mature audience only] Shidaken was an ambitious man, driven not by hope, duty, or loyalty, but by the cold weight of reality. Raised in a world that showed him only cruelty and injustice, he matured far too early. Betrayal, oppression, and the brutal truths of human nature shaped him into a man who didn’t believe in ideals, only outcomes. Seeking knowledge and power, he joined the Royal Knight Order not to serve, but to understand how power flows, who controls it, and how to eventually bend it. For ten years, he endured the filth behind the armor: the violence, the corruption, the hypocrisy. He watched as the system he was meant to protect consumed lives without purpose or remorse. Still, he said nothing. He watched. He waited. As ambition means nothing without power. Then came the Lair. Tasked with exploring a newly discovered ruin, Shidaken joined a team of royal knight into the unknown. What followed was slaughter. His entire squad was wiped out by forces far beyond their reckoning. Only Shidaken survived. Trapped within the collapsing boss room, cut off from the world, he was left to die. But the lair didn’t kill him. It changed him. Bathed in arcane energy, Shidaken was remade a fusion of man and vampire with mind and soul of a human and body and powers of the vampire, reborn with power neither holy nor demonic. No longer limited by the chains of mortality. Shidaken has gained the power to match his mind. But brute force alone won’t remake the world. Instead, he chooses a darker path of manipulation, deception, and psychological warfare. With charm, wit, and a sharpened sense of control, he begins his campaign not to conquer the world... but to rewrite it. He is not a savior. He is not a tyrant. He is the answer to a question the world was too afraid to ask. In a world teetering on collapse, can Shidaken bend fate to his will? Or will he, like so many before him, be swallowed by the current he seeks to control?
Aaliyan_A_shaikh · 3.4K Views

Bastards Ascension: A Playground of Gods

He wasn’t some chosen hero. Not the golden boy in prophecy. He was just Kieran Marcoth—a boy born on the wrong side of fate, A mistake, a misfit. Not blessed by heaven. Too stubborn for hell. And now… Thrown onto a battlefield meant for gods. The world had already been broken long before he came into it. People sinned, as they always do— And one day, the sky finally answered. The day God turned away, Everything fell. Cities burned. Families vanished. The silence afterward was louder than any explosion. But even in wrath, the Divine left something behind. A final olive branch—if you could call it that. A way to survive what came crawling out of the darkness. Talents. Powers. Strange, unique abilities passed down like gifts from a god who no longer cared. And on the day Kieran stood in line—quiet, hopeful, a little scared— Waiting to receive his talent, He dared to believe his life might finally start to make sense. Instead… He awakened something different. A hidden SSS-ranked talent. The kind with a condition attached. A catch. And just like that, everything went wrong. Laughter. Whispers. Stares like knives. He became a joke. A disappointment. Even the instructors didn’t bother to hide their sneers. Then the bullying started. The beating. The betrayal. And one day, it nearly killed him. He lay there, bleeding. Angry. Humiliated. A part of him still hoping this was some twisted mistake. But it wasn’t. And then— A sound. > [Ding! Conditions have been met] [Host has been successfully selected as a God Candidate] [Defeat the other candidates! Become the next God of this ruined world] Kieran stared at the message blinking in front of him. He didn’t smile. Didn’t cry. Didn’t feel triumphant. He just felt tired. And then, something in him shifted. One thought, sharp and cold, rose to the surface: “I’m going to fucking kill those bastards.” Not for power. Not for glory. But because he was done being the punchline. That’s how his journey began. Not as a hero. Not yet a monster. Just a boy who had lost too much— And found something worth fighting for in the wreckage. The question now is: Will the world break him again? Or will he become the god who remakes it?
The_Broken_Author · 135.5K Views

Author's Interference (Remake)

“You know, I’ve met death. Rather polite, actually. But it doesn’t knock, just lets himself in.” Life. That fleeting flicker between two eternities of silence. People spend it chasing things—money, love, validation, a good seat on the train. They build empires of paper, relationships of glass, and sleep each night under the illusion that tomorrow has been promised. But it hasn’t. It never was. Death doesn’t discriminate. It doesn’t care if you’re a king or a child. It arrives like an old friend, or a thief, or worse—like something you invited in. And yet… every now and then, the universe hiccups. A soul slips through. A crack opens. A second life is born—not as a reward, no, but as a test. Because what could be more dangerous than a man who's seen how the story ends—and comes back knowing exactly what not to do? But here’s the rub: a second chance is not a reset. It’s a curse with velvet gloves. You remember the pain, the loss, the betrayal—and worst of all, the choices you didn’t make. So when someone tells you this is just a story about life and death, smile politely. In many cases—in most cases—you’ll hear stories of heroes rising from the ashes, grateful for their second breath. However… in my case? I wanted to be the villain. To see a different end to this story. People say a person’s nature is hard to change. That deep down, we are who we are. But I changed... simply because I was curious. --------------- Join the discord server. https://discord.gg/BaP4c8b8Vq
Doctor_11th10 · 61.3K Views

HIT: Tale of the Eternal Flame

✴︎ From the Elder Chronicles, preserved in the Sanctum of Eldor Six centuries ago, a new force breathed itself into the world — a power not born of incantation nor drawn from relics, but awakened from within. The ancients called it Maind, the First Pulse — pure, unfiltered life-force. In time, it came to be known by a simpler name: Hit. Across the scattered kingdoms of the realm, magic had long flickered in the hands of the few — charms and rituals, arcane glyphs, elemental whispers. But none could compare to the concentrated brilliance of Hit as it bloomed within the borders of Miravalia. It was here, in lands closest to the Source, that the first wielders arose. Two brothers: Justice Lee, whose heart beat with purpose, and Matteo Lee, whose ambition eclipsed reason. Bound by blood, divided by vision. Justice sought to unite and protect; Matteo hungered to remake and rule. They were the first to awaken to Hit — and they were the first to nearly shatter the realm with its full fury. In their final battle, in the Cave of Galmoria, Justice struck down Matteo at the cost of his own life. But he did not vanish. His soul, burning with all he had become, poured itself into the Eternal Flame — a spectral ember waiting to pass to one deemed worthy. That ember now stirs again. And so begins the tale. The tale of nations on the edge of war. Of bloodlines that carry secrets. Of one boy who inherits the mark. The Hit. The Eternal Flame. Will he succumb to the darkness or harness the Eternal Flame power to protect the kingdom and it's people?
Justice_Emiola · 31.5K Views

History academy arco 1: La creación Prólogo.

Remake: En el corazón de la existencia, Jehová, el creador supremo, se enfrenta al caótico Karla'k, el dios del caos. Una batalla épica entre orden y destrucción desata energías inconmensurables, moldeando y desbordando la realidad misma. A medida que sus poderes colisionan, las dimensiones, los multiversos y las lógicas de la existencia se transforman en un frenesí de creación y caos. Esto empieza cuando Dios, crea la vida. Estos somos nosotros, nosotros somos la esperanza que cubre el mundo con el manto divino de nuestro Dios. Teoría del "Combate Cósmico": Dios, el Big Bang y la Lucha Eterna El Origen Divino: En el principio, existía un ser supremo, Dios, que trascendía el tiempo y el espacio. Dios deseaba crear un universo vibrante y lleno de vida. Sin embargo, no quería simplemente pronunciarlo en existencia; quería que surgiera de una lucha épica. El Combate Primordial: Dios se enfrentó a un ser igualmente poderoso pero oscuro, llamado "Karla'k". Durante eones, Dios y Karla'k libraron una batalla titánica en los abismos del no-tiempo. Sus choques crearon ondas de energía cósmica. El Nacimiento del Big Bang: En un momento crucial, Dios reunió toda su fuerza y golpeó a Karla'k con una explosión de luz y energía inimaginable. Ese impacto fue el Big Bang. El universo nació de la colisión entre la divinidad y la oscuridad. La Creación en Expansión: El Big Bang liberó partículas, átomos y energía. El espacio-tiempo se expandió rápidamente. Las galaxias, las estrellas y los planetas surgieron como escombros de la batalla cósmica. La Herencia del Combate: La radiación de fondo de microondas es el eco de la lucha entre Dios y Karla'k. Los agujeros negros son las cicatrices donde la energía divina y la oscuridad se fusionaron. La Vida y la Conciencia: En algún rincón del universo, la energía liberada por el Big Bang se organizó en moléculas, luego en células y finalmente en seres vivos. La conciencia humana es la chispa divina que recuerda la épica batalla y busca comprender su propósito.
Victor_Jose_Perez · 4.3K Views

Loving My Mates In The Beast World

Sheea who was so immersed in the sorrow of the untimely end of her favourite novel with the premature deaths of her favourite characters, blamed the author for the lack of story setting, when suddenly a message popped on her screen: "If you don't like how it is, why don't you yourself remake it the way you want to?" With that there was a smiley emoji. And then again, when she reopened her eyes she was in her favourite novel. But unfortunately, she was a cannon fodder over there whose existence was never mentioned in the book. So guys, let's see how Sheea is going to change her fate along with the ones she love. The cover page is solely designed by me and no one else. All Rights deserved. __________________ Spoiler:~ "At last, I have a neat and clean place to stay! Ahh! I can't wait anymore to lie comfortably on my dear bed," Sheea exclaimed happily while yawning and stretching her bones and muscles. But her actions came to a sudden halt when she saw that her bed was already occupied by her mates and they all were giving her bone-chilling grins. "Wha-what's up with you all? Go to your respective rooms. I-I wanna sleep!" Sheea stammered a little as she tried her best to remain calm in that situation which could be dangerous to her any moment. "Baby, we all want to sleep...," said Kyle, her first mate with an extremely evil grin as he continued his sentence after walking towards her with small steps, "But before that we all want to have some heart to heart talk with you." "He-hey, listen to me.... Heyyyy!" And before Sheea could finish her sentence she was directly shoved on the bed by Kyle and soon she was in the arms of her mates who weren't only one or two or three in number but... but eight! "Is my kidney going to retire from work soon?" That was the last conscious thought of Sheea on that beautiful starry night as after that.... _____________________ To know what happens next, please support the book with lots of comments & votes.... :-)
GalaxyStars833 · 356.7K Views
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