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The Travelers Odyssey

Who doesn't love a great conspiracy theory? Buckle your seatbelts and get ready for this one. Asher Marshall was on his way to India for a business conference when he met Marsh Hougsworth, a scientist who claimed to have found the cure for cancer. It seems the rumors were true: a secret government does not want anyone making progress in that area. This was proven when their plane was shot down by an unknown missile, killing them both in the process. Asher Marshall and Marsh Hougsworth reincarnate into what appears to be the late Victorian era, except it's an alternate world where magic and mysticism exist. However, the two can't seem to catch a break. Mysteries and conspiracies slowly begin to unravel before their eyes, most of them tied to the fact that Marsh Hougsworth's identity might not be as simple as he initially claimed. With the rise of Sorcerers, Diviners, Devilmen, and Godhands, the world is slowly but surely descending into chaos. Thrown into an endless conflict, Asher Marshall struggles to decide what to do as this world crumbles around him. But here's the twist: there are multiple worlds, each with its own unique time period. The mysteries keep piling up, and answers are more elusive than ever. Follow the journey of two travelers, Asher Marshall and Marsh Hougsworth, as they cross the boundaries of space and time, uncovering countless secrets and battling all forms of evil. Body, mind, or spirit—one of them is bound to give out first. The only question is: which one?
Ozen_Ice · 7.4K Views

The Timeless Veil

Rudra was in the middle of his morning exercise, the rhythmic thud of his feet on the ground and the cool morning air clearing his mind. But his routine was abruptly interrupted by a sound that sent a chill down his spine—the piercing wail of the base siren. That siren only meant one thing: enemy jets were closing in on Indian airspace. Rudra was the first to engage the income Pakistani jets, locking onto an F-16. His MiG might have been old, but in his hands, it was deadly. His first missile found its mark, taking down one of the Pakistani jets. He quickly locked onto a second F-16, but this time, the enemy pilot deployed flares, deflecting the missile. As Rudra maneuvered for another strike, Captain Jorawar’s F-16 swooped in. Rudra managed to avoid the missile fired by Jorawar with a rapid maneuver, but the intense move took a toll on his aging MiG—his engine caught fire, and alarms began blaring in the cockpit. He ejected just in time, but disaster struck—his parachute caught fire, leaving him falling fast towards the earth. As Rudra fell, the cold wind whipping against his face, his life flashed before his eyes—not just the battles and the glory, but the regrets that weighed heavy on his heart. In those final moments, a thought gripped him: if somehow, by some miracle, I survive this... if I get another chance... I will live my life to the fullest. It wasn’t just about duty anymore; it was about making amends, about healing the wounds that time and circumstance had torn open. His mind turned to his foster family—the people who had taken him in after he lost his parents at the age of four. Commander Karanveer Batra, his father's friend, had raised him like his own son, alongside his own children. Yet, despite all the love they had given him, a distance had grown between them. The estrangement had left a scar on his mind, one that made him realize the difference between true blood and a foster family. The girl he had once loved, with all the intensity of a young heart, had ended up marrying his foster brother. She had become his sister-in-law, and Rudra had never dated anyone after that. The pain of that unrequited love had strained his relationship with his brother, and by extension, with his foster father and sister. He could still see his foster father's disappointed, pained face and his sister's helpless, sad eyes. If I survive... I’ll make things right, he vowed. I’ll repair those bonds, and I’ll create a family of my own—a family that I can truly call my own. As these thoughts filled his mind, a strange calm settled over him, and slowly, the world around him faded away. In the distance, the reinforcements from Jamnagar arrived, forcing Jorawar and his squadron to retreat. But for Rudra, the battle was over. What went unnoticed, however, was that Rudra's body had fallen onto the ancient steps of a Shiva temple, believed to be self-manifested. The temple stood silent and untouched, yet from within its depths, a thick, unnatural fog began to seep out, swirling with purpose as it crept closer to his still form—its intent unknown, its origin a mystery. Squadron Leader Rudra Pratap was born in 1992. At 32 years old, he had never married, dedicating his life to duty. And this seemed to be the end of his story... or perhaps, the beginning of something new. Follow Rudra on his journey as he defies fate, transforming from a patriotic soldier into a shrewd and calculating businessman. Watch as he not only reshapes his own life, but alters the balance of global power in his relentless pursuit of success. .................................................. #India 2 Chapters/Week
SolisArcanum · 6.9K Views

Monster Symbiosis With Fusion System

Colossals, Titans, and Demonic Beasts rule over a world where no weapon, no bullet, and no missile can pierce their nearly impenetrable hides. Ruthless, cunning, and more brutal than any human, these creatures brought humanity to the edge of extinction. When half the population fell, a harsh truth emerged: only a monster could defeat a monster: ONLY A MONSTER COULD KILL A MONSTER. Humanity became monsters. In this world, one could only become stronger by fusing, merging and splicing their cells with monsters to become Exomorphers! Ezra reincarnated into this world with a cheat system that allowed him to fuse ordinary farm animals into higher grade monsters! [You have fused 100 sheeps, 100 horses, 100 cat-fishes and 100 chicken together!] [Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Qilin!] … [You have fused 100 lions, 100 eagles, 50 magma salamanders together!] [Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Inferno Griffin!] … [You have fused 100 parrots, 100 diamonds, 100 fireflies, and 50 flamingos together!] [Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Crystal Phoenix!] … While others risks their lives and spend their family fortunes to tame legendary beasts, Ezra only fuses farm animals to create mythical beasts! Ezra’s Dad: “W-where are my chickens!?” Ezra: “ A flying mythical beast attacked and ate them all!” Ezra’s Dad: “A thousand of them!?” Ezra: “Uhm. It was very hungry.” (Note: This is not your regular beast taking novel. The beasts are no where near cute nor is there a special cuddly bond between Host and Symbiote!)
Typhlix · 25K Views

The Strongest Assassin Reincarnated in a Different Timeline

Alisa Hayworth lived her life as a master assassin while working in the shadows. She was unrivaled; eliminating every single thing that threatened the peace of her homeland at the orders of the government. However, little did she know that the same government she had served was wary of her and afraid that she might rise into power and throw the country into chaos. When the time came for her triumphant return to Eidelweiss to fully retire in her job, she was ruthlessly betrayed by her superiors and made the plane she had ridden explode by sending missiles towards it. Full of regrets for not being able to live a simple and normal life with a warmhearted family loving her, she wished she could redo everything. A few minutes after drifting into the void, she found herself reincarnated as Alisa Hayworth in another life, merging her previous memories, characteristics, as well as her abilities into her current persona. But what awaited her was— another life without parents! What’s worse was she found herself awakening in the middle of the battlefield in a war-torn battlefront. Desperate to survive in this new hell, her skills as a master assassin will make her shine gloriously into the battlefield as she wields her reaping scythe once more. Will Alisa be able to survive this time and accomplish her goals of living a proper life? Moreover, the marshal of the infernal army seemed to be watching her every actions too.
Stellarisa · 18.9K Views

Age of Mecha: Divine-grade Genetic Extraction

Five hundred years into the future, animals and plants had mutated into powerful beasts which endangered the human species. To deal with the situation, the Federal government decided to build academies dedicated to mecha piloting. It marked the beginning of the Mecha Age. With the help of the mechas, humans would gain the power to fight on equal terms with the beasts. Years later, Peter was recruited by one of the mecha academies. He thought that would be his path to become a successful pilot. However, due to some circumstances, he was only able to choose another course… The Genetic Warrior course. As the world was invested in mechas, everyone knew that there was no future for a Genetic Warrior. The basic concept the circled around Earth was that a human could never defeat a beast without the mecha’s help. Fortunately, Peter managed to activate a special Divine-Grade Genetic Extraction System. “Ding! Ant genes detected. Extraction in progress…” “Ding! Extraction successful. Your strength has been increased by 100 times.” “Ding! Grasshopper genes detected. Extraction in progress…” “Ding! Extraction successful. Your leaping ability has been increased by 100 times.” “Ding! Eagle genes detected. Extraction in progress…” “Ding! Extraction successful. Your vision has been increased by 100 times.” “Ding! Thunder God genes detected. Extraction in progress…” On that fateful day, a mighty Genetic Warrior was born. He was able to deflect a missile with his flesh and punch a hole in any mecha. He could even destroy a whole planet if he wanted to.
Low Temp 35° · 1.3M Views

Login Rewards at a Post Apocalyptic World

After transmigrating over, Bick had activated a login system in a post-apocalyptic world. There was a variety of rewards whenever he logged in every day. Food: from McDonald’s set meals to gourmet food cooked by Michelin star chefs. Weapons: From bolt-action rifles to Star Destroyers that rampage through the stars. But those were just the basic rewards. Enigmatic creatures such as beautiful vampiric ladies and golden dragon mounts could be obtained through logins too! Most importantly, consecutive logins were rewarded by huge gift packs! Weekly, monthly, seasonal, yearly... the more Bick logged in, the more rewards he gained. There were mysterious rewards during festivities too! While everyone struggled to survive in the post-apocalypse, Bick was feasting and drinking away. "You were a global star? Was she a famous international model? Look at you people going hungry... want a hamburger?" "What?! A mutant behemoth is attacking?" Bick snapped his fingers, and a squadron of F-22s that blanketed the skies bathed it in missiles. "He enslaved an army of several hundred thousand survivors to attack me? Emily, go turn him to your blood slave!" Turning into bats that blotted out the skies, the vampiric lady charged towards the enemy's base. In an instant, every enemy was reduced to ashes without the power to retaliate! Thanks to the help of his login system, Bick was living easy, comfortable, and elegant days in the post-apocalyptic world. The login system was that delightful!
Heavy Fist Eats Chicken · 372.7K Views

Kill it With Fire

God, it's is a word, that is shared among many believers in their individual religions, to represent a source of worship, when we are hurt we pray to God to heal us, when we are desperate we pray to God to help us, and when we are lost we pray to God guide us. Religion is the very thing that separated the world into different beliefs, but what happens when Religion becomes nothing but a lie, a farce, and a fucking disease, what if the Devil, the demon, the heretics, was our one true savior all this while. What happens when these so-called Gods, Angels, and divine beasts were the real demons that wish humanity nothing but their absolute downfall all this while, tell me is your religion and belief even necessary at this point. No, it isn't, so with that said, here what I think, to fuck with the Gods, to fuck with the angels, and to fuck with everything that has to do with them, I hate God, I despise them, why you ask? "Hmmmm.... Very well then let me tell you the story of my journey to the top, of how I Nika Ashborn Letitburn become one of the strongest Devils and the symbol of Fire that burn the embers of humanity rage in the war against the divine.” In the year 2012 the world as we know it came to an end, the heavens crumble, and the gates of hell opened, Armageddon as we know it dawns upon us without warning. But when the angels come, and the trumpets blow, and humanity gaze at the very God they worship, they bow and send praise in unison, but little did any of us know, those thing we call divine, were the true parasite, because as soon as they came, the world end, they send their angels which are their minions to start killing us, but it didn't end there, apparently the divine eats human to empower themselves, and we are nothing but livestock that has reached perfection. And we couldn't do anything about it, as our technology was useless against them, bullets were like small pokes that tickle, rockets felt like a tiny slap, and missiles and nukes were nothing but a sun tan. At that moment we lost all hope, or so we thought because just like the angels descend from above, the manifestation of humanity's sins came to our aid from the pits of hell itself, the demons, and with nowhere else to turn to, all the world leaders sign a contract with the demons and devils, or as they are called now, the sinful, that in return for the power to summon heroes of the past, that use to live in the old world and were also capable of using magic and dark arts to fight off the divine. We humans must stay true to our human nature and continue doing all the bad in the world to power the demons, the thing Is, despite the 100% absolute reassurance that all humans are capable of summoning a legend of the past, even if it's one from a parrel or neighboring reality with the aid of demonic energy, me Nika is unable to even comprehend much less utilize this energy making me humanity most worthless, that is till one day when I was going through the school Libary I came across a weird book, titled 101 ways to summon a Dragonlord from another world for dummies, by emotionally damaged cliche Isekai hero.
Kira_Kazuto_4040 · 1.6K Views

Blue Steel

A great calamity forced majority of humanity to hide on underground shelters in order to survive, with the exception of maritime forces underwater or those out in the open sea. While the humans were waiting for the surface to become "liveable" again, a group of shadow-like entities took over a quarter of earth's maritime forces. The ships they took over were upgraded drastically and Although they were few, they quickly eliminated major harbors and land settlements thru surface and intercontinental ballistic missiles. Military forces stationed at the north and south poles rallied together for one final stand. Unfortunately, they terribly lost the war. They were clearly overpowered. Before retreating, they heard a voice saying "Heed my words. Stay underground and spare yourselves from death. Struggle and you shall die" Sixty years later in an underground shelter, Blake Fier couldn't endure living underground anymore and planned to try his luck by going up in the surface. What greeted him were crazy adventures and countless struggles for survival. But just as when he and his comrades thought they had a chance of taking back the surface for all of humanity, they discovered that this simple invasion by the shadow-like figures was way too far from being simple at all. I'll introduce a touch of Fantasy on this novel which revolves around ships. I hope I will make a good book out of this. Chapters will be Slow, like a running snail. Comments on how to improve and criticisms about my mistakes are greatly appreciated. Bad comments regarding slow update speed will be met with a "I swish my cape at you" treatment. - The Running Snail
TheRunningSnail · 5K Views
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