Orianna Mid

~Updates Daily~ (usually near 8PM ET / 1AM GMT) Other Tags: #GL #Slice of Life #Comedy #TheStrongActingWeak #ChildhoodSweethearts (It counts!) Single love interest Yuri! No lengthy misunderstandings over this fact~ --- After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb. Her memories intact despite her spirit being a merest fraction of her height - and her trusted Astralism unchanged - she carefully starts over from an infant. How to navigate her family: [really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!] How to portray herself: [everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls!] How 'quickly' to reveal the power she gathers: [this region is a 'backwater', let's just take it slow~] How her marriage was arranged before birth: [my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cance- oh?] Dealing with an 'amusing' deceit: ['he' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!] Confronting the 'boy' in private: [whatever their iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~] Even in a new life, | Elua er Goltbred | can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God. Balancing the two in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided would be hers - centers as much around helping | Qatrand er Yecine | find herself... as it is hoping to ease the fiance into how messed up the 'younger' girl honestly is. It's a good thing that the reborn cultivator can improvise with her ridiculous control of an Illusion Astralism - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius. Like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone... | Qat | (the nickname picked almost instantly!) despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting. ... she really shouldn't have let on. It made her | El | kind of vain. Oh, and muscles. | Elua | : I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies... - - - > Types of Cultivation // Spiritual (Soul), Physical (Body), Essence (Qi) > Aspect Trinity // Astralism, Physique, Element 'Ranks' Initial - Early, Mid, Late Lower Realms // Enchanter, Primalist, Breacher Upper Realms // Defier, Demi-god, Divinity - Echelons (First -> Seventh[Peak]) - - - Cover Art: AI Text Prompt Generation + title (etc.) added with an image editor. I also tend to do other 'fixes' in post! Potential trigger warnings: > A FL that may seem (to some) like they are being groomed due to 'true age' difference. > A MC that gets a little 'thirsty' a little 'young' but tries to 'keep her own pants on' until the proper age. > A toxic family environment willing to force an unloved child into the role of a crossdresser. A child that grew more than okay with it. > 'Pretty Good Dad' intentionally 'picked on' by his 'sweet daughter' for being a relatively 'minor obstacle'. Seriously, you were warned, average fathers with teenagers. Do not engage your trauma.

Cove Bay. Scotland. A place constantly shrouded by storm fronts from the north, where dead forests, overgrown with distorted trees, repel anyone. On these steep cliffs of the North Sea stands St. Lazarus Orphanage, once a fortified city citadel known for its labyrinth of dungeons and many executions. A place far from welcoming, where discipline and punishment take centre stage. One day, in mid-May of 1718, a series of ominous events unfolds. In Edinburgh, a witch trial is about to take place, and one of the girls in the orphanage seems to be the embodiment of evil. What do the orphanage's dungeons hide, and who is determined that they should never be uncovered?

(176k:word count ) Sixteen years reincarnated in a cultivation world, he begins pursuing the demonic path, starting with a waste spirit root. —————— On the day his aptitude was tested, his spirit root was rated fifth-grade, the lowest tier. Breaking through the mid-Qi Refinement stage in this lifetime seemed impossible. The orthodox immortal sects rejected him, making the path to longevity unattainable. Just then, a demonic sect began acquiring slaves, scouring various regions for individuals with low cultivation aptitude to become "Spirit Slaves." Using life-burning demonic techniques, they cultivate these slaves in batches like consumables, forcing them to damage their own cultivation base to produce Spirit Sand for the sect's use. Abducted from Stone Lake City and taken to the Demonic Domain, Wang Yu enters the gates of the demonic path as a mere Spirit Slave. Fortunately, he possesses the [Placement Slot] system, a unique advantage capable of resolving many problems! —————— [Placement Slot 1: Blood Burning Art] 「Blood Burning Art (0/100): Requires 48 practice cycles per day, mastery achievable in one year.」

Nova scrambled backwards, panting hard, her short locks clinging to her damp forehead as she watched this predator stalk towards her. The vibrant and lively forest hushed, almost holding its breath to watch the scene unfold. Great, she had an audience for what would surely be a gruesome death. Death looked... a little... rugged and in nothing but a loin cloth, defined by slabs of muscle, a trail of hair leading down to such a small piece of cloth to hide a large- A spine-chilling growl snapped her gaze back up to meet his golden-red eyes, fiery, and intense, glaring at Nova as he slammed his hands either side of her head. Pieces of bark crumbled down from the impact. "I told you not to run..." He threatened, his eyes piercing hers, his voice more guttural than she'd heard from any male. His eyes clenched shut as his body trembled. "My instinct is to always stalk, always chase... until I get what I want.." Their faces were inches apart. She could feel his hot breath fanning her face. The forest was humid and hot, and his body was so close to hers that it was almost unbearable. The gruff voice, those words and the intensity of those eyes that reminded her of sunsets caused goosebumps to flourish across her arms. "What do you want?" Nova swallowed, not recognising her voice. She was so out of her depth. His chest rumbled, and more bark crumbled down from behind her head. "You..." Her breath hitched. "To. Do. As. You're. Told." - Paradise was what Nova Winslow was promised when her boyfriend whisked her away to Isla De Tayun, the perfect getaway for their busy lives. It was untouched, pristine, a hidden gem. But it had remained that way for a reason. The island doesn’t want visitors. And neither do the natives. What should have been a romantic retreat, drinking from coconuts and lounging on white-sandy beaches together, turns into a holiday from hell. Mid-argument with her soon-to-be ex, Nova stumbles into a lake. When she resurfaces, her boyfriend, the path she came from, and the resort have vanished. Alone, stranded, and with little survival skills, Nova has only a wet phone with no signal, a pair of heels, and an irrational fear of bats—which are everywhere. She is out of her depth when she falls into a mystical world of beasts. Hunted by tribesmen, stalked by beasts that shouldn't exist, and hearing animals speak, she has no choice but to trust the wild beast the forest itself fears—Yoa, a wanted man. Together, they flee the tribes pursuing them all while battling her growing attraction to Yoa. Can she survive the wild and make it back to her civilised life? Or will she lose herself to the untamed world—and to the man who belongs to it? #Beast #Ssssteamy #Adventure #Mythical #R18 -- THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT!! -- If you are enjoying the story, please vote with a power stone, leave comments and review! -- Cover Image: In the middle of getting one commissioned. My Instagram: @kelly_starrz My new discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa

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'Hmmmm...so I just have to witness the skill being used to copy it...then I can evolve this skill ten times it's initial power?' Nox was skeptical as he looked at the screen flickering on his retina. I mean, how was something so insane even possible? Copying a skill itself was very bad-assed, and you mean to say he could evolved the copied Skill ten times it's initial power, exponentially surpassing the original owner? Why would the gods let such broken talent even exist? 'Well it's just one way to find out...' Luckily just then, he saw two powerfull beings fighting mid air. Their fight sent shockwaves billowing in all directions, causing Nox to take a couple of Steps back. At that moment, he activated his talent... [Mimicry activated!] [Target: Cosmic Entity Arkea - Successfully copied Skill "Gravity Manipulation"!] [Description: Gravity Manipulation Creates a localized gravity field, slowing enemies within a 5-meter radius by 20% for 5 seconds.] [Upgrading Gravity Manipulation 10x!] [Ding! You have Awaken Gravitational Singularity!] [Description: Gravitational Singularity Creates a singularity that pulls in enemies within a 20-meter radius, dealing 5,000 damage and stunning them for 5 seconds. Allies within the area gain a 30% damage boost for 10 seconds.] [Do you wish to keep this skill or bestow it to your Pet?] "No fucking way!" Nox exclaimed in shock. "I-its real!"

Xu Zhi, a young man diagnosed with mid-stage stomach cancer, chooses to abandon his treatment and return to his rural hometown to await death. Unexpectedly, he inherits the mysterious Insect Hive, igniting an extraordinary journey in which a creator battles against his own terminal illness.

Gem Atkinson, River State's Number One Gentleman, high-ranking and influential, handsome and unparalleled, known to the world as Young Master Unparalleled. Forsythia Brown lost her parents at a young age and lived in Atkinson Manor, not only did she not suffer the hardships of living under someone else's roof, but instead grew increasingly proud of being Miss Atkinson. Gem Atkinson was the one who had encouraged her insouciance. 【Example One】 "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss has scratched Miss Spencer's face." "Only the face? Hm, Viola, how I have taught you? If someone pushes you, at least beat them until they can't get out of bed for three months." 【Example Two】 "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss has broken the Governor's son's leg." "Oh, has Viola been injured?" Subordinate: Value your life, stay away from the Young Miss. 【Example Three】 "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss says she's going to the moon for Mid-Autumn cake this year." "Contact the Space Agency, arrange the time." Subordinates: Kneel and hug the Young Miss's leg, and beg for her presence. 【And Then…】 On the day of Gem Atkinson's wedding, the bride-to-be was tragically kidnapped. The culprit, Forsythia Brown! "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss said: if you marry her, she'll release the bride, otherwise, she tears the ticket." "I'll marry." Forsythia Brown successfully forced marriage and transformed from Miss Atkinson to Young Mrs. Atkinson. Thereafter, the couple had a deep love for each other, which attracted the envy of others. However, just three short years later, the couple's love broke apart. "Forsythia Brown, if you don't suffer imprisonment, who else will?" Gem Atkinson personally sent Forsythia Brown to prison. Five years later, Forsythia Brown was released from prison. From then on, love and resentment grew, and the wind and clouds rose. In the midst of life and death, she realized that he had always been deeply devoted to her and had always protected her under his wings! ★ In one sentence: this is a story about a flapper who transformed into a queen. Another sentence: also a story of a cool, domineering, and super cute baby who is involved with her father's love and hatred. ★ 【Father-daughter confrontation One】 "Handsome brother, I'm four years old, not a one-year-old kid. That was a real attack, how can you say it was just a drill with a clear conscience?" A certain man, eyes flashing with stars: What a cool kid. ★ One-on-one, pure in body and mind, open country, please don't read into it too much. ★ On another note, for those who love ancient novels, please check out my finished works: "My Wife" is a match between a handsome, noble appearance and a cunning, wealthy lady. "Master's Planted" is a clever teacher-student showdown among high-level players! "Master's Return to Overbearing Spoiling" is a love for beauties but not the country! "My Empress, Emperor Zhangsun" is the story of the tyrant favored by the once-in-a-lifetime emperor.

"I’ll accept it. But only if you promise me two things. First, find the people who killed my parents and destroyed my village. Second, protect the woman who broke my heart." A deal made by the dying Isaac. Betrayed. Hunted. Left to die. Isaac was nothing more than a lowly Class E farm boy, deemed worthless by the world. His life should have ended in that mysterious cave… Until an ancient voice called out to him. A being sealed for thousands of years offered him a choice: Fade into nothing… or give his body to the being so its soul could enter Isaac's body and use it to walk the earth once more. Now, with terrifying powers and a system guiding his path, Isaac will carve his name into history. Those who mocked him will cower. Those who abandoned him will beg for mercy. The weak are prey. The strong rule. And Isaac? He’s done being just a farmer. ------------------------------------------ Note: In this novel, the system is a support-type system(Mid-Level Sytem). It doesn’t directly make the protagonist overpowered but enhances his abilities, provides information, and helps him grow stronger through his own actions. Isaac must rely on his skills, intelligence, and strategy to survive and evolve. The system will guide him, but it won’t fight for him...(But who knows? Maybe one day, he’ll become something more…)

I Fell in Love with a Girl Who Died Before I Was Even Born Genre: Supernatural Horror | Psychological Thriller | Dark Fantasy | Mystery I lost fifteen minutes of my life. I don’t know how. I was standing in a library parking lot. Then I blinked… and suddenly, I was sitting in a mall food court, mid-conversation with the most dangerous girl I’d ever seen. Her hair? Fox-red. Her eyes? Amber and knowing. Her words? A tease, a warning—maybe both: "You don’t want to be late for your first day of high school, American boy." There's just one problem. I’m not a teenager. I’m not even myself anymore. And Crescent Moon Academy isn’t a school—it’s a trap. Now, I’m stuck in a world of youkai, ghosts, vampires, and things pretending to be human. The students here aren’t just learning—they’re watching. Testing. Choosing their prey. I need to get out. I need to remember who I was. Because something here knows me. And if I don’t figure out why… I’ll disappear.

Ryu Tanaka, a pro gamer, rage-quits a buggy RPG only to wake up inside it after a freak power surge. He’s in Valdris, a world where the “System 2.0” is glitched to hell: kill a dragon, get a rusty spoon; cast a spell, summon a fart cloud. Worse, his class—“Glitch Knight”—comes with a sentient sword, Snarkfang, that roasts him mid-battle. Ryu’s stuck with a misfit party: a klepto healer, a berserker scared of blood, and a bard who only knows polka. Together, they exploit the bugs—crashing quests for loot, stacking debuffs into buffs—to overthrow the Admin King, a dev-turned-god patching the world to trap them. Victory means escaping back to Earth—or rewriting Valdris into their playground.

「Translation/TL to read here on Webnovel - All Chapters - upto Ch - 362」Please comment on chapters with very bad grammatical errors or incomprehensible text. I will edit those chapters. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 【 Synopsis: 】 The mid-level boss of my company’s AAA-game. Deculein, a villain who dies in 999 out of the 1000 playthroughs. Now I have transmigrated in his body. P.S. - This got a manhwa adaptation by the name : A Villain's Will to Survive 《 Tags be like: Abandoned Children, Academy, Adventurers, Anti-Magic, Apathetic Protagonist, Aristocracy, Arranged Marriage, Arrogant Characters, Bloodlines, Bookworm, Business Management, Calm Protagonist, Character Growth, Charismatic Protagonist, Cheats, Child Abuse, Clever Protagonist, Cold Love Interests, Cold Protagonist, Confident Protagonist, Cruel Characters, Cunning Protagonist, Dark, Death of Loved Ones, Demons, Determined Protagonist, Discrimination, Elemental Magic, Empires, Enemies Become Allies, Engagement, Evil Gods, Evil Organizations, Evil Religions, Family Business, Famous Protagonist, Fast Learner, Game Elements, Handsome Male Lead, Hard-Working Protagonist, Harsh Training, Hated Protagonist, Inferiority Complex, Introverted Protagonist, Kind Love Interests, Kingdoms, Knights, Late Romance, Love Rivals, Love Triangles, Loyal Subordinates, Magic, Magic Formations, Magical Space, Magical Technology, Male Protagonist, Master-Disciple Relationship, Mature Protagonist, Misunderstandings, Money Grubber, Multiple POV, Multiple Transported Individuals, Mysterious Past, Nobles, Obsessive Love, Past Plays a Big Role, Past Trauma, Personality Changes, Politics, Popular Love Interests, Proactive Protagonist, Protagonist Falls in Love First, Protagonist Strong from the Start, Psychic Powers, Racism, Romantic Subplot, Royalty, Schemes And Conspiracies, Secret Organizations, Seeing Things Other Humans Can't, Sharp-tongued Characters, Siblings, Slow Romance, Special Abilities, Stoic Characters, Strategic Battles, Strong Love Interests, Strong to Stronger, Summoning Magic, Sword And Magic, Teachers, Terrorists, Time Travel, Tragic Past, Transmigration, Transplanted Memories, Transported into a Game World, Underestimated Protagonist, Wars, Wealthy Characters, Wizards, Yandere 》 « TVWtL VWL » ﹝Leave a review if you liked the novel﹞

Once God of destruction, Ruler of all the Gods who kept to himself was betrayed by his wife and other Gods for his status, he destroyed all the god's bodies and sealed their soul in the Zypher stone. 3000 years after the seal of the stone is broken Soul's of gods changing everything for the whole world from their man in his mid twenties starts his harsh and tragic journey towards godhood.

Liang Weining rose to become a 'favorite' of Mr. Chen, the capital magnate of the Hong Kong Region, in just six months. The outside world said she climbed up by her beauty. No matter how good a vase might look, it can't escape being discarded once the owner grows tired of it. As such, everyone watched and waited. After three long years, they finally received news of Liang Weining's dismissal. While the entire upper circle thought Liang Weining had become history, nobody knew that on the eve of New Year's Eve, an entertainment reporter captured a romantic moment. In a black business car parked underneath the Zhonggang headquarters building, the backseat window was half-lowered, and Mr. Chen, who was always dignified and composed, unexpectedly lost control. In the mottled shadows, he grabbed the chin of a young girl and kissed her fiercely. The photos were exposed that same night, and a heavy snow fell over the Eastern Suburbs of Beijing. Inside the Mid-hill Villa, the fireplace blazed warmly. The man took the girl's soft, boneless hand from behind and guided her to write on the Xuan paper: Chen Jingyuan. "When will we go public?" he asked in a low voice. As soon as he'd finished speaking, the mobile phone screen lit up. The exclusive breaking news headline from the Hong Kong media flashed before their eyes again, and Liang Weining fretted over the news title, "Let's wait a bit longer." Chen Jingyuan's voice was slightly deep, "What are you worried about?" "My dad's blood pressure has been unstable lately." Years later, Mr. Chen gave an interview to the media, addressing personal issues. Reporter: "For you, what was the biggest obstacle in pursuing Mrs. Chen back then?" Mr. Chen paused for a few seconds, then smiled lightly, "My father-in-law's blood pressure." - High-ranking man X female secretary | 90% sweet | 8 years older.

Winged beasts with a hundred-meter wingspan swooped from the skies above. Bloodthirsty creatures weaved and leapt between skyscrapers, in search of prey. Thunderous beasts shrouded in lightning took steps that shook the earth with each stride. Humans hid, trembling in the city ruins, praying for the protection of the World Tree. Outside the city, a gargantuan tree that eclipsed the sun, opened its eyes. "This is the city under my sanctuary. Leave, or meet your death!" In an instant, all beasts submitted. PS: Mutated Animals + Lord genre! Early-stage main storyline: Tame Mutated Animals and establish power. In the mid to late stages, the protagonist can transform into a human.

Lucas was a mostly normal 18 year old dude all he did most days now was play games and go out with friends as he had no job and was waiting for college to start. That all changed when he woke up as Amit Neant the mid level boss in the game called 'War on Zelks' fated to die by the protagonists hand. "I'm screwed aren't I?"

Karl was just a regular degenerate enjoying some alone time when—BAM!—he died mid-nut. Next thing he knew, he was standing before a smug goddess who bestowed upon him the Power of Stealing. Heroic? Not really. Broken? Absolutely. Now, in a world where strength is everything, Karl discovers his ability and lets him steal powers, skills, and even lovers. With each stolen ability, he grows more potent, turning the tables on arrogant heroes, cocky nobles, and unsuspecting chumps. Why train when you can steal? Why fight fair when you can cheat? Join Karl as he NTRs (or not) his way to the top, taking what he wants and leaving chaos in his wake. Died mid-nut Power of Stealing Women are his buffs This isn’t a hero’s journey—it’s a shameless, overpowered, completely degenerate adventure. 5 Chapters/day

Ethan Valtore opened his eyes to an unfamiliar world, a world he once knew only as a novel. In his past life, he had been an avid reader, fascinated by the grand fantasy epic Legends of Arcadia. Now, he found himself reincarnated as Ethan Valtore, the eldest son of Duke Valtore, a character destined to become a mid-level villain in the story. But this time, he had knowledge of the future, and he wasn't about to follow the script.

Dying after getting bitten by a zombie, the main character finds himself in the world of fantasy. Reincarnating as the mid-rank villain, he decided to live differently and avoid the main cast. After all who would like to live as an arrogant brat only to die like a dog? However, just as he resolved to live a better life, [Ding!] [This world is not the same as the host knows. Because of the tragic ends, the God of Fortune has reversed the time and has allowed the main heroines to retain their memories.] Yeah, he is done for. ****** Additional tags: Possessive characters, no Yaoi, no Yuri, no ntr. ***** A/N:- The main character would be overpowered but not to the point where he could defeat his enemies with a snap of his fingers. This novel would be more focused on character development, slice of life, and romance.

Lenny Tales is a sick psychopathic assassin with a twisted sense of justice who goes around the world murdering corrupt politicians. But at his latest hit, a bullet changed trajectory in mid air and ended his life. However when he wakes up, he discovers that his Death was not an accident, and he had been Employed by Lucifer Morningstar, the one known as the devil. His Mission is to have revenge on behalf of the Devil who was backstabbed, and had the apocalypse stolen from him by his own demons. But as a mere him in a post apocalyptic world filled with death at every turn, with wicked Witches, Devils, Royal Demons, and entities that feed on weak humans as per time snacks, how will he carry out such a mission? Fortunately, he is born again with the Satan System... ........ If you want to know how sick this book is, read the first chapter. I still don't know how the idea for this book came out of my head. (Heaven! please forgive me) ..... Demons, Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels, Soul Eaters, Cursers, Witches, Dark elves, Hell beasts, Heaven Beasts, Death Beasts... Practically, Every sick, both rosy and terrible thing of the underworld will be found in this book. My research is deep. (Note: Sick Shit happens here. If you don't have stomach for it, please run. You still have time.)

This is a more refined version of “Tales Of A Swordsman”. In a dangerous world where warlords rule, monsters roam, and treachery lurks behind every corner, there exists a mercenary known only as Dude. No title, no fancy lineage—just Dude. Women whisper his name in hushed tones. Men either want to hire him or kill him. He’s a walking contradiction—deadly, yet lazy; cocky, yet irresistibly charming; a warrior with the strength of ten men but a habit of forgetting his own plans mid-fight. He never says no to coin, danger, or a damsel in distress. And somehow, no matter how insane the odds, he always pulls through with a smirk on his lips and a blade in his hand. But it’s not just his swordplay that’s legendary. After the dust settles, the women he saves find themselves drawn to him—whether it’s the thrill of survival, the heat of the moment, or just the way his rough hands feel against their skin. And when they give in to the tension, the passion that follows is nothing short of earth-shattering.

In a dangerous world where warlords rule, monsters roam, and treachery lurks behind every corner, there exists a mercenary known only as Dude. No title, no fancy lineage—just Dude. Women whisper his name in hushed tones. Men either want to hire him or kill him. He’s a walking contradiction—deadly, yet lazy; cocky, yet irresistibly charming; a warrior with the strength of ten men but a habit of forgetting his own plans mid-fight. He never says no to coin, danger, or a damsel in distress. And somehow, no matter how insane the odds, he always pulls through with a smirk on his lips and a blade in his hand. But it’s not just his swordplay that’s legendary. After the dust settles, the women he saves find themselves drawn to him—whether it’s the thrill of survival, the heat of the moment, or just the way his rough hands feel against their skin. And when they give in to the tension, the passion that follows is nothing short of earth-shattering.

Haneul Seo had always been a bright spark—cheerful, ambitious, and full of life. In her early teenage years, she had harbored an innocent yet deep crush on Ra Hyeon, the untouchable senior at her school. He was everything she wasn’t—cold, reserved, and completely out of reach. A boy with sharp eyes and an aura of effortless power, already groomed to inherit his father’s vast business empire. For two years, Haneul loved him from afar, unaware that his heart already belonged to someone else. When she finally learned the truth, the heartbreak was a quiet storm—one that pushed her to let go and focus on her own future. And that’s exactly what she did. Determined to prove her worth beyond fleeting high school crushes, she threw herself into her studies, earned a place at a prestigious university, and graduated with top honors. Her hard work paid off—by the time she was in her mid-twenties, she had secured a position as a legal advisor in one of the country’s most powerful corporate firms. In a male-dominated field, she was the only woman on her team, yet she thrived. Confident, fearless, and stunningly charismatic, she became a force to be reckoned with. Meanwhile, Ra Hyeon had been living a different life—one of privilege and expectations. After completing his education abroad, he returned to Seoul, where his father wasted no time in handing him the reins of the family empire. At just 28, he became the CEO of Hyeon Group, a multibillion-dollar conglomerate. He had always been a man of control, but something about the city felt different upon his return. Perhaps it was because he was no longer the untouchable senior, and perhaps… it was because fate had other plans. When Haneul and Ra Hyeon’s paths cross again, it isn’t as a starry-eyed schoolgirl and an indifferent senior. This time, she stands as his equal—or perhaps, even as his adversary. In a world where power and ambition rule, will the embers of a forgotten crush reignite, or will they be forced to clash in the battlefield of corporate politics? One thing is certain—Haneul Seo is no longer the girl who once admired him from the shadows. And Ra Hyeon? He might just realize that some people are impossible to ignore.

We follow the misadventures of Zik, an unassuming mid-level hero cursed with the peculiar ability to see the world as a chaotic video game. While this power seems promising, it quickly spirals into a series of unfortunate events. Every mundane moment transforms into a pixelated nightmare, as his power seem to amuse itself with his suffering.

Felix Maxwell was destined to be a loser, born on one of the weakest races and on the least favorable of situations, he was forced to face adversity head-on as he traveled across the vast universe where dangers laid in every corner, one day traveling in hopes of riches he stumbled upon a ruin where a supreme being laid imprisoned, in a stroke of bad luck the being laid its eyes on him and tried to take over his body, forcing itself upon him. But fate hadn't given up on him! He woke up in his younger body, 20 years in the past with the fallen being trapped in his soul. In his past life he had been a loser, giving up on things mid-way and never striving for greatness, he was a side character who made the strong shine even brighter, but not on this life. He swore to himself he would strive for glory, he would take advantage of his knowledge and emerge as a supreme being! ...... Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/FTfXXYHnFT This is my Patreon, everyone is welcomed to drop by! https://www.patreon.com/MidGard_Author

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"You're the reason! If you hadn't come into this world, my mother wouldn't have died!" I've always been the outcast, the unwanted child, the shadow no one sees. My father didn't love me, and my family saw me as nothing more than a bad omen that brought them misery. But... what if this torment finally ended? What if I died and left this bleak world? Only to open my eyes and find myself... in the body of the villain?! Orianna Edward, the girl who was wrongfully killed after being accused of attempting to assassinate the heroine, Princess Selena Delore. Does that mean I'm going to die again? Well... this time, I won't even try to resist. But wait... why do the events change from the original story? And why... doesn't everyone seem like I expected?

"You are a coward, Lillian Offspring..." She muttered to herself with a champagne glass in hand. Lillian Offspring was the creator of "Virgin's Trial." On the night of the pre-launch, the company had a celebration. The entire game developing department felt relieved the grueling period was finally over. Everyone except Lillian... She was in her mid-30s, and this game was her lifeline. Instead of happy, she just felt down and lonely... After leaving the party drunk-as-a-skunk, she bumps into a random male stranger in front of a love hotel. Lillian takes the opportunity to be reckless--for once--and enters the love hotel with the man. As she's waiting on the cheap rose petaled bed, the excitement got the best of her, and tragically... she died... Only to wake up in her own masterfully, Smutt-worthy, romance game; "Virgin's Trial."

Aly is in her mid-thirties, a shut-in NEET who has been hiding away in her childhood room for six months. After quitting her job and losing her home, she immerses herself in comics, manga, and novels, drifting away from her family and friends. One day, Aly unexpectedly finds herself transported to a strange, war-torn world filled with cursed kingdoms. There, she is captured by the fierce general, Commander Claudius Ojan, and becomes one of his concubines. Though Aly knows she can return to her old life, she cannot control when or how it happens. Caught between the magical realm, where time doesn't exist, and her past life, which she believes she has failed, Aly struggles with her identity and purpose. As she navigates her new reality filled with danger and uncertainty, Aly must confront her regrets and decide what kind of life she truly wants.