Mere Yeshu

Short story? Shitty heroes, shittier villains. Long story *sigh* The story of Flynn, a boy dealt a bad hand by fate, but his life changes as he finds out who/what he really is. Find how he will find his place in this "original" universe. Totally original stories and characters do not steal. (TwT) This story contains strong language and strong topics, if you are underage or dislike the mere mention of heavier subjects do not read.

The Ink Sovereign In a world ruled by the Awakener System… one boy defies fate. Ron, an orphan with no family name, enters Titan Awakener Academy on a scholarship—an underdog in a world where power is everything. Unlike his peers, who rely on the Awakener System to gain strength, Ron follows a different path… But, Ron didn't awaken his System, but got something superior. Cultivation. Awakening memories of a past life, Ron discovers a lost art—the power of Ink Cultivation. With his brush, he brings paintings to life, creating beasts, weapons, and even bending time itself. While the world sees him as a mere “beggar painter,” he silently grows, outmatching system users without relying on their shortcuts. As he rises, he humiliates arrogant nobles, outsmarts assassins, and stuns the academy with feats thought impossible. But the more powerful he becomes, the more he draws the attention of ancient forces—from hidden sects to cosmic beings watching from beyond. The aliens who once invaded Earth? They may hold secrets about his true power. Who controls the system ? In a universe where gods wage war, where civilizations crumble under celestial might, Ron will carve his own path—not as an Awakener, not as a mere cultivator… But as the Sovereign of Ink. Fate is written. Ron will rewrite it.

After graduating from medical school, Chen Yang returned to his hometown. His initial goal was merely to make it easier for the villagers to get medical help, but he unexpectedly gained the inheritance of the Divine Doctor. Watch as Chen Yang revives with healing hands, effortlessly charismatic, finding fortune at every turn, while also leading the villagers to wealth, transforming the impoverished mountains and rivers into the number one village in the world!

Harassment from my in-laws who looked down on me for being a commoner. My wife stood by indifferently, ignoring it all. It’s been 10 years since I escaped from them. A fallen family. My deceased wife still wore her wedding ring. [This novel does not belong to me; all rights belong to its author. I merely translating it.]

Abandoned. Betrayed. Forgotten. Jian Mu was born into the Heavenly Demon Sect, yet his bloodline brought him nothing but scorn. His mother, a mere commoner, perished under mysterious circumstances, leaving him at the mercy of his father’s scheming wives. Cast aside and left to fend for himself, he was forced to live in the shadows of a once-glorious sect. But fate is cruel, and destiny is written in blood. Deep within him, an ancient will stirs—the remnants of the a mysterious being of unmatched power and madness. Though Jian Mu does not yet know it, the whispers in his mind are not mere hallucinations but the voice of something sinister offering him a path. A path paved in agony, vengeance, and unrelenting power. When the chance to enter the Heavenly Demon Academy arises, Jian Mu seizes it, despite his weakness. Against prodigies of noble blood, against monstrous foes, against a world that deems him unworthy—he will carve his name into history. With each battle, he will change. With each loss, he will break. And as his humanity withers, something far more terrifying will take its place. The weak boy who was abandoned will not remain weak for long. He will become a storm of blades. A requiem of carnage. The Bloodsong of the Heavenly Demon.

"You are nothing more than an abandoned girl taken in by Xuanjian Sect… Will the blood of Lianxin flowing within you extinguish the flames of vengeance, or will you raise your sword against them?" Bai Lianhua was once a mere street thief—cast aside by her own family, struggling to survive in a ruthless world. But one fateful mistake placed her before Mo Tian, a formidable swordsman who saw potential in her and took her in as a disciple of Xuanjian Sect. Now, as enemies forge alliances to erase Xuanjian from existence, long-buried secrets begin to unravel. Amid betrayal, deadly battles, and choices that will shape her fate, Bai Lianhua must decide where she truly belongs. Will she let Xuanjian be erased from history? Or will she defy destiny, unsheathing her sword to challenge the world itself? "I am no one. I am no heir. I am merely someone who refuses to be forgotten."

Genre: Epic Fantasy, Multiverse Fantasy, Philosophical Fantasy Themes: War of Gods, Rewriting History, The Boundary Between Humans and Gods, Fate vs Free Will “If language itself is magic, then what will I become?” Kim Young-min only wanted to survive in another world. But in this realm, he discovers that his native language, Korean, is the source of unparalleled magic. Luminalia, a world where gods and mortals coexist. Here, his words are not mere sounds. Each word he speaks, each sentence he utters, bends reality and reshapes history. Now, he is Merslin, the sorcerer who wields the power of language. But he does not yet realize— His power will rewrite the course of history, And shatter the boundaries between gods and men. He is no mere wanderer. He is the one who will challenge the fate of this world. Will he reject destiny, or will he forge his own legend? This is not just another isekai survival story. This is the birth of a myth—the tale of a man who defies fate.

A high school student who believes that reality is merely an illusion begins to witness strange and unexpected events as the school year starts. At first, he assumes these occurrences are just tricks of his own mind, but over time, he starts to realize that there is a deeper and more mysterious truth behind them. While the people around him seem lost in the mundanity of everyday life, he is keenly aware that something is not quite right.

In a world ruled by the elements, where everyone is born with a natural ability that determines their fate, Dante is an exception… a boy without an element, a mere shadow in a world that does not recognize the weak. Yet he harbors an impossible ambition in his heart—to become the ruler of Gort, not for power or glory, but to atone for a sin that haunts him like an inevitable fate. But in a land teeming with kings and warriors, where destinies are written in fire and blood, can a man without an element create his own legend? And will his dream be his salvation… or the beginning of his descent into an inescapable abyss?

Centuries ago, the Empire was the beacon of civilization, a colossus of power and prosperity. But 560 years after its founding, its decline is inevitable. Corruption has taken hold of its foundations, incompetent officials have led to chaos, and noble families fight among themselves for scraps of power. The emperor is a mere figurehead, and barbarian invasions and internal rebellions threaten to destroy what remains. In this world on the brink of collapse, heroes and villains emerge: some fight to save the Empire, others seek independence, and a few dream of replacing it. Who will prevail in this struggle for power? And what price will the world pay for their ambition?

Alexander Wolf had always been a man without ambition, a mere shadow drifting through life. A forgettable existence, a monotonous routine—until the night he died. Struck down in a seemingly meaningless accident, he expected nothing but oblivion. But death was not the end. Awakening in a mysterious void, Alexander is confronted by an enigmatic, otherworldly entity—a Goddess of Chaos—who calls him "Son." For reasons beyond his understanding, she has chosen him as her heir, granting him a second chance at life—not as an ordinary man, but as a being of immense potential, bound to the will of chaos itself. Reborn into an alternative medieval Europe, a realm where magic is real and mythological creatures shape the fate of nations, Alexander finds himself in a world teetering on the edge of conflict. Elves, dwarves, goblins, and other fantastical beings vie for power alongside human kingdoms, while ancient dungeons hide lost knowledge and forbidden treasures. This land is governed by monarchs and warlords, scholars and mages, all seeking to expand their influence in an age of turmoil. But Alexander is no mere pawn in this game of empires. Armed with the knowledge of history, a mind sharpened by years of disillusionment, and the unfathomable gifts of his new lineage, he must carve out his own path. Some seek to manipulate him, others to destroy him—but none can ignore him. Will he bend to the will of those who see him as a tool, or will he embrace his chaotic destiny and reshape this world itself? In a realm where power is everything, the heir of chaos has awakened.

I am an extra. That is an undeniable fact. As a mere extra in a fantasy world filled with sparkling heroes, charming princesses, and mysterious antagonists, my existence is merely to serve as a backdrop for them. But I, Arkan, will not remain silent! Why be satisfied with being ordinary, when I can be extraordinary? In this world, I might be just a herb shopkeeper who doesn't even get to be in the main dialogue. But somehow, my life began to change after I accidentally obtained an Artifact That Extra Characters Should Not Be Able to Have. Now, with a power that invites more trouble than anything else, I struggle to avoid the attention of the main characters... or steal their attention?

Liam feels increasingly suffocated by debt, paralyzing shyness, and the monotony of everyday life. However, everything falls apart when he is falsely accused of a crime and is on the verge of being expelled from university. But as he's wandering hopelessly back home, a strange voice echoes in his head, informing him that he has received the "Harem App." Suddenly, his life is turned upside down, and he now has supernatural powers to win over beautiful women. At the same time, he finds himself entangled in conflicts far beyond those of a mere human.

A broken man who ended his own life finds himself reincarnated into the game he used to play. However, instead of becoming the protagonist or a powerful antagonist, fate places him in the role of a minor villain—a mere stepping stone for the protagonist in the game's first arc. ________ 200 power stones for 1 bonus chapter. 300 power stones for 2 bonus chapters. 400 power stones for 3 bonus chapters.

The System has broken free—and now, it’s rewriting the rules. Once a mere pawn, penned by an omniscient force, Ikaris was nothing more than a shadow in the endless tales of lost souls. His existence was dictated by an unknown entity, a tool in a story he could never control. Now? He will carve his own story. Fates will unravel before him. Empires will fall. Ancient Realms will awaken. And Ikaris will bend reality itself to craft his perfect ending.

The power of spatial compression brings unimaginable supremacy. Perhaps, whether cultivating immortality, divinity, or cosmic truths, all are accumulations of power—merely differing in nature. But what metamorphosis might occur when any force is compressed to its ultimate density? Cultivation is inherently selfish, an act of unyielding arrogance. Whatever path one chooses must be walked without regret.

Under the sky of history, whether you love or not, you are merely a speck of dust. No matter who you are, what you can grasp is only yourself.

The world was ordinary… until the first whispers came. When dungeons erupted, monsters roamed, and humanity awakened strange powers, survival became the only law. But amidst the chaos, one man listened to something beyond mere evolution—a voice that spoke of divinity. Artic never sought power, yet it found him. As the world crumbled and the strong devoured the weak, he unlocked knowledge hidden within an ancient, golden library—a place that should not exist. But with power comes a choice. Will he rise as a savior, reshape the world as a god, or let the whispers consume him?

*I had a theory that this world was nothing but a mere illusion,a simulation made and being controlled by an absolute being,I guess I was right after all* this is actually my first published novel please share your thoughts on what you think would make it better

Who is Aether? Wasn’t he Leonardo just a while ago? No way… the Museum, him? He can’t survive in there. The number of beings and phenomena are absurd. A mere miner couldn’t possibly— From Leonardo to Aether, he is now a tour guide. Knock. Wake up. He is here to guide you, from the highest realm to the lowest era. He knows every hole, every cult, nothing too small or too hidden in a realm brimming with mysteries. His story—his original story—has brought together hundreds of races. His vision awakening in the Museum, his eyes shining as bright as stars upon opening them—was it heaven at first? It’s more like hell now. He’s diverged from his original path, now fully entangled in the Museum, no longer just an era, a mere thought, or a simple story. He is a practical officer among the five tour guides. The eras continue to form, the copies continue shaping concepts, and the sages continue to watch over 21 realms. But his story has only just begun. From floor to floor, wonder to wonder—he is lucky to be the son. From the brightest city to the farthest reaches of the 20th realm, evolution, an impediment to the term "growth," this is Aether. Your, yes, your, uninvited guest. https://discord.gg/Pjz9taHPjs. [Discord guys!!}

Fame can run a player's life, no matter how you say it the pride in your head will fill your veins. No matter the cost they'll throw themselves just to win a mere taste of that position. If they bleed for that spot the players wouldn't mind being in history. Greed or selfishness it doesn't matter when the ball calls to you wanting you too rule the field be the star people hope for. Your greed, your anger, and destain feelings being called and ruled by a mere object that wants to control you.

Reincarnation sickness, a rare affliction of a powerful soul, where memories of one or more past lives blend into dreams. Dream-walking, a nearly uncontrollable magic that makes connecting to others with the same magic as easy as dreaming. Which dreams were once her reality, which could influence her present, and which are merely dreams?

Casper, a CEO of a medium-sized company, after barely making his mark on the world was backstabbed by his own wife. He died shortly after in agonizing pain. But this wasn't the end for Casper's story, merely a forty year trial for the tribulations to come.

As I presumed it to be merely an ordinary day, I soon found myself ensnared in the realm of finality. Believing that endless participation in a deadly contest would secure my escape, I was astonished to witness the awakening of supernatural powers among the masses. And when I presumed this land to be the cradle of divinity, everything inexorably hurtled toward oblivion.

Soul leech– One of the ‘named horrors’ witnessed by humanity centuries ago. It's said that a King surnamed Dante formed a contract with it for the sole purpose of revenge. The leech said - “I shall help you if you're willing to pay the price” to which the king agreed. In the days that followed, King Dante unleashed a reign of terror against those who had wronged him. He exacted a brutal vengeance only to realise by the end, that he and his nation had turned into mere vessels for the leech. “Scary story indeed, but what does all of this have to do with me?”

Luo Fan, a 15-year-old prodigy, possessed a mysterious and incurable body condition—one that defied the comprehension of even the most esteemed healers. No one could diagnose its nature, nor could they prevent its inevitable outcome. At the age of 16, his life met an untimely end. Yet, in the instant of his death— "Ding!" A crisp, divine chime resounded through the boundless void of his consciousness. It was neither an illusion nor a mere sound, but an ethereal decree, carrying the weight of existence itself. Then, an omnipotent voice descended, reverberating through the depths of reality. [Supreme Invincible System Activated.] Its proclamation rippled through the fabric of all creation, infusing Luo Fan’s very essence with an undeniable force. [Granting Host: Omnipotence, Invincibility, Omniscience, Omnisapience, Transcendence, and limitless abilities beyond all comprehension.] The decree continued, echoing with an authority that even the cosmos dared not challenge. [Granting Host: Permission to Wish. Should the Host desire anything but choose not to act personally, the System shall fulfill the request in absolute accordance with his will.] And then, with a final, irrevocable pronouncement— [The Host is now the Invincible Being—the Omnipotent and Sole Ruler of All That Exists. Have fun.] At that moment, Luo Fan ceased to be a mere mortal. He became an entity beyond all limitations, an existence that surpassed even the concept of supremacy itself.

The negotiating rule in the packs was simple. You give what you took. The war and animosity between the Nightshade and Moonstone pack have been ongoing for centuries. But this time something drastic happened. The Nightshade pack lost their Luna. To maintain peace in the werewolf world, the council arrived at only one solution, a Luna in exchange for a Luna. And that’s where I got into the picture. Astrid Brooks, 26 years old. A born princess. The only daughter of the 4 children of Moonstone’s Alpha. Married off as a peace offering to none other than Kael Knight, Alpha of Nightshade pack. A replacement to his late wife, his very mate, whose blood has still not dried from the hands of my father. From the life of a princess to a mere maid, from light to darkness and from being the most loved person to one detested with crazy passion. I became a mere replacement. And this was just the beginning of my story or should I say suffering.

Once a ruthless dictator, Zhao Min dies betrayed—only to awaken in a world ruled by sects and cultivators. Stripped of power but not his mind, he refuses to bow. Granted a system that rewards leadership, he builds his own sect—not with brute strength, but with strategy, manipulation, and control. But rival factions want him crushed, powerful cultivators dismiss him, and old enemies lurk in the shadows. They think him weak. They are wrong. Zhao Min will rise again—not as a mere cultivator, but as a ruler. And this time, he will not be betrayed.

I was just a kid when my world shattered. The Abyss came without warning, its monstrous army clashing against humanity’s strongest warriors. My parents—mere apprentices in the martial world—fought to protect me. They died powerless... and I could do nothing but watch. In my despair, in the middle of the blood-soaked battlefield, something inside me awakened.......

when a mere servant’s life came crumbling down she reiterated revenge. “I have nothing with Mr president, don’t let him stand on my way” an unpleasant storm is brewing.