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Dyson Sphere Stellaris

Married To My Ex's Brother, Reborn Miraculously

Anne, a shy and introvert woman, was in love with Denis for ten years. But Denis had someone in his heart. When his girlfriend left him to pursue her career, he finally noticed Anne and asked her to be his girlfriend. Anne stayed devoted to him for three years, but Denis cheated on her with his first love. Worse, his scheming ex-girlfriend killed her. Fate gave her another chance. Anne was reborn. This time, she vowed to take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. Augustine, the CEO of the Sphere Group of industries, was powerful and wealthy. But he died from his family’s conspiracy. Reborn, he was determined to punish those who had schemed against him. In his past life, he had failed to protect Anne, his savior. This time, he vowed to love her and keep her safe with his life. But Anne no longer believed in love. ~~~~~~~~~ “Will you marry me?” Augustine’s eyes sparkled with anticipation and nervousness. However, Anne was calm. “Yes,” she replied blankly. “I’ll marry you. But don’t expect anything from me. Love is the last thing I can give you.” He smirked and took a step closer to her. “Miss Clair,” he pinched her chin, “are you sure you won’t fall for me? Can you resist my charm?” Anne’s breathing hitched, her stomach fluttering. The challenge in his eyes and his husky voice threaten to shatter her resolve to never fall in love again. “Let me promise you one thing: in this life, I’ll love you, cherish you always. All I want is your faith.” ~~~~~~~~~~ You can check my other books. Accidentally Married to Mr. Billionaire - Completed The Billionaire's Sick Wife - Completed Temptation of Billionaire's Secret Lover: A tale of love and revenge - Completed. The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid - completed. My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - completed Reclaimed By My Ex-husband - Ongoing, daily updated
Angelica2511 · 396.6K 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 · 426.9K Views

Nulls

Theta’s Null is the last of the Celestis Theọś, a race at the peak of technology capability. Their species has long since evolved beyond physical and non-physical forms, but greed still persisted, leading to their civilization's collapse. Overpopulation, scarcity, and social stratification were some of the problems they faced; This birthed immeasurable independent smaller nations within their territory. Nulls, allied with the dominant nation Hierath-Longinus, Nulls offers a deal: he would end the war in exchange for his desires. He designed the Covenant Of Theos (C.O.T.), a weapon capable of condensing all of Creation into a single fractal sphere. For seven eternities, he wrecked his thinking part, trying to create the blueprint. Many of Theo's best scientists were resurrected to speed up the process. They lost their mind in the first eons. For seven ages of void, he acquired the material needed for making the weapon. Countless omniverses were dismantled in the process. For seven Maha Kalpa's he forcefully assembles the material. Molding it into the shape. Melting it with a temperature that rivaled the birth of both creations. After countless eternities, a new Creation emerged, and life returned. On Earth, Karasu Pendragon, hailed as the Scientist of the Millennium. Nulls, the Theọś' "Scientist of Eternity," had observed humanity for ages, in his eyes, none of them was smart. Karasu on the other hand? She's smart. Terrifyingly so. Even for Theonic standard, for her age she's way above average. Born in South Korea, she earned a Nobel Prize at 16 for groundbreaking quantum research. She developed quantum technology surpassing conventional limits. 13-layer qubits, occupying 8,192 states. Meanwhile, Null had crafted an artificial, omega-locked mini-Creation—an impossible feat even for his kind. Now, Null watches, not out of fear, but a lack of entertainment. Karasu’s mind could understand reality—and for an entity who has known only boredom, she is the rarest of distractions. ----------- This story follows Nulls trying to protect the only thing that still interests him in all of creation, a brilliant but stubborn human scientist named Karasu Pendragon. When an ancient cosmic entity from beyond known conventional creation targets Karasu for her extraordinary intellect. An ancient cosmic monster—a remnant of the primordial chaos that existed long before even the Celestis Theos—slithers into existence, it fixates on Karasu. This species, Rakhasesha as Nulls call them, feeds on temporal events, and in Karasu's ever-expanding intellect, it senses an unprecedented feast. The Rakhasesha begins warping reality around her, sending fractal nightmares to stalk her dreams and twisting her experiments into dangerous anomalies. Although Nulls didn't find them challenging to exterminate, they only saw them as pests. Karasu finds even the lowest of echelons to be a universal ending monster. As Rakasesha gain more power, Nulls begins to feel something he thought he’d amputated long ago—fear. Not of the creature. He could erase them with a breath. But fear of abandonment, what he might become if she left him. Fear of what he might become if she’s gone. Because deep beneath his infinite mind and deadened heart, there’s a part of him still capable of change. And it’s fragile. Karasu anchors it — her defiance, her genius, her refusal to worship him. She’s the one variable he didn’t design, the only presence in the cosmos that reminds him he hasn’t yet slipped into total apathy. If he loses her, if the Rakhasesha takes her—or worse, if she chooses to walk away from him—he won't just destroy something. He’ll revert. Not into a god. Not into a weapon. But into the silence between realities. Into the thing he once fought against becoming. Into the reason the Celestis Theọś fell in the first place. And in that void, no one will stop him not even himself.
Nikolai_nikolaus · 5.3K Views

Endless Worlds

Endless Worlds When twenty-three-year-old Kolya “Treyan” Oreheart plugs into Endless Worlds, the Dyson-Sphere MMO where every ore vein can be traded for real cash, he isn’t chasing glory—he’s racing a loan-shark’s seven-day deadline. Armed with a glitchy “Ore Sense,” a battered pick, and a geology degree he never got to use, Kolya tunnels through toxic caverns, corporate griefers, and an economy ruled by the brutal Ironclad guild. One wrong swing means real-world ruin for the kid brother and sister who depend on him. But the deeper Kolya digs, the more the game reshapes itself around blue-collar courage. Unionizing miners, hacking together homemade drills, and out-smarting elite raiders, he sparks an uprising that turns work into legend. From collapsing sulfur tunnels to vacuum-sealed mythril vaults and sky-whale-shadowed floating isles, Endless Worlds becomes a frontier where every pick stroke is a vote for hope. With loan collectors closing in offline and a guild bounty on his avatar in-game, Kolya must lead a ragtag crew of rangers, dwarven sappers, and alchemist pranksters on one last descent—toward the Heart of the Mountain, a boss nobody has ever beaten. If he cracks it, he’ll rewrite his family’s future and the rules of the world itself. If he fails, both realms will bury him in the dark. For fans of Ready Player One and Kings of the Wyld, this LitRPG epic melds high-stakes adventure, labor-punk spirit, and found-family heart into a story where hard work truly earns the world—and then dares you to dream bigger.
A_Morrow · 12.3K Views

Legend Of The Divergent

In a world where Stars choose their champions, what happens when the Stars stay silent? On the continent of Aurora, power is everything—and power comes from the Stars. Through blood, discipline, and the sacred Stellaris Path, cultivators ascend by forging bonds with celestial forces—either Elemental or Conceptual—unlocking abilities capable of bending fire, warping time, or even tearing apart reality itself. From noble houses to imperial courts, one’s worth is measured in starlight. But not all are chosen. Kalel D. Ashborn, the youngest son of a mid-tier noble house, was expected to awaken early—expected to shine. Instead, he was abandoned by the very power that defines his world. At his Awakening Rite, his core burned white—silent, empty, and cold. No flare. No resonance. No star. To his family, he is a disgrace. To his empire, a footnote. To himself, a mystery. What no one knows—not even Kalel—is that his white core is not emptiness, but the slumbering Origin Star—the source of all celestial power, forgotten by time and hidden from fate. With it, he does not merely bond with a single element—he holds the potential to wield all twenty. Fire and shadow. Time and death. Order and chaos. But power of this scale demands a price. Cast aside, exiled, and hunted, Kalel must walk a path forged in pain and isolation. Through haunted ruins, shattered kingdoms, and into the very skies where the four great Academies drift among the clouds, he will learn to seize the strength no one offered him—and carve a new name into the firmament. As empires prepare for war and ancient myths stir from slumber, one boy will rise from nothing. Not chosen by the stars. Beyond them. “To be born empty is not a curse it’s a blank canvas.”
Moncler_Marr · 7.4K Views

Supreme Game: Antimagic Apocalypse

The emergence of the Dimensional Game changed everything. Players rose to power, wielding abilities that defied logic and reshaped reality. But their unchecked greed led to a catastrophe — an apocalyptic event that brought Earth to the brink of ruin. In the aftermath, beings known as Supremes rose from the chaos. They restructured the remnants of humanity into a global Federation, constructing 99 Megacities as bastions of survival. For a time, order was restored, and the Supremes held back the relentless Invaders from higher dimensional realms. But fate has a way of rewriting destinies. Everything changed when one individual, guided by threads of destiny, stepped into their world. ---- Victor Lee spent his entire life chasing forgotten treasures, arcane mysteries, and supernatural truths. At the age of 33, he finally uncovered the legendary black sphere hidden beneath Mount Tai—only to be swallowed by it and thrust into a parallel Earth ruled by the Supreme Game, a world where spells, classes, and power define everything. Reborn as Raizel Ashblade, a 18-year-old slum boy, with no known talents or abilities, Victor’s dreams of becoming a powerful mage are shattered when the game offers him a cruel twist of fate: [ Detected: Player Raizel has been given the choice to acquire a Forbidden Class ] [ Do you wish to accept it? Yes/No? ] “Yes.” [ Congratulations! You have acquired the Forbidden Class: Anti-Magus ] Magic, the very thing he longed for, is now forever out of reach. Branded with the Forbidden Class: Anti-Magus, Raizel can no longer use spells, but in return, he gains the ability to nullify, corrupt, and destroy magic itself. In a world ruled by mages, he is the ultimate Menace. Outnumbered, underestimated, and hunted by guilds who fear his potential, Raizel must walk the path no one had. The path of anti-magic to carve his name into legend. Because while others rise with magic, he will rise by erasing it. ____________________________ Chapter Release: 2 Chapters /day Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and locations are imaginary, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental
Elias_Nightwalker · 236.6K Views

My Gorgeous Tenant

In the deserts of Huaxia, within a secret underground bunker, a middle-aged man spoke gravely to a young woman. "I’ve leaked the information. The other families now know his location. Protect him at all costs—no mistakes. And give him this." He handed her a metal box. "It’s time for him to grow." "Yes, Uncle. But why not bring him back to the family directly? He could inherit his duties safely. Why take such risks?" The woman frowned. "No. A man must be tempered through trials. Only then will he earn respect. His current strength is weak, and the family’s internal strife is ruthless. With his parents absent and his position unstable, he must forge his own path. We’ll retrieve him when the time is right." The man sighed, his brow furrowed. "Should we tell him the truth? Secrets might wound him," she pressed. "My Gorgeous Tenant" "No. Hardship fuels his resolve. Without pressure, he’ll never strive." "Understood. I’ll leave now." The young woman departed swiftly. Meanwhile, in the United States: An elderly man with a white beard sat on a dragon-carved throne, eyes closed, slowly rotating two metal spheres in his hand. Before him knelt an expressionless woman clad in black. "Go. Their new heir has been located. Kill him," the old man commanded, his tone eerily calm. "Yes, Grandfather." The woman licked her crimson lips, a smirk flickering across her face before she vanished. Alone, the old man’s eyes snapped open, a cold smile twisting his lips. "Arrogant fool… Soon, everything will be mine." With a sudden crunch, he crushed the metal spheres, white smoke hissing from his grip like scorched iron doused in water. In the Nation of Nyuhong, a Shrine: A masked man glared at a kimono-clad woman kneeling before him. "Hmph! That old man’s heir has finally surfaced. Xidao He—eliminate him. Crush their family, and this world will belong to Nyuhong!
陈子轩 · 5K Views
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