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Synopsis: In a world where survival is a relentless battle, Nile, a 30+ year-old father drowning in debt and despair, struggles to protect his family from a system built on corruption and greed. By day, he fights against inflation, layoffs, and an uncertain future; by night, he escapes into the glow of his phone, mindlessly scrolling—until sleep finally takes him. Then, everything goes dark. The air reeks of blood. Chains rattle. A deafening roar shakes the walls. Nile wakes up in a gladiator’s cell, thrust into an arena where death is the only certainty. Kill or be killed. But as his first opponent falls, the world shatters around him. Now, time itself is his prison. One moment, he’s running from raptors in a prehistoric jungle; the next, he’s dodging arrows on a medieval battlefield. Empires rise and crumble beneath his feet. A dystopian future ruled by AI forces him into a desperate game of survival. Each leap is more brutal, more terrifying—the agony, the adrenaline, the fear all real. Yet a whisper gnaws at him: Is this madness… or something else? As Nile’s mind unravels, he notices a chilling pattern. The worlds bend to his deepest fears and buried memories. A tyrant’s face mirrors the politician who ruined his life. A futuristic corporation bears the name of the company that fired him. The novel he once dreamed of writing is no longer fiction—it’s consuming him. Reality and delusion blur. If Nile can’t master the rules of this shifting nightmare, he won’t just lose his life—he’ll lose himself, trapped forever in a labyrinth where every era ends the same way: in blood. Belief shapes reality. Doubt fuels destruction. And the greatest enemy Nile faces… is the story he tells himself.

The story have some dark sides and Mature subject . ________ Hey… my name is Noel. Noel Vence. I was just a normal university student—a hardcore otaku who spent more time reading web novels than studying. My life was simple: wake up, go to class (or skip it), binge anime, and repeat. But that normal life shattered in an instant. It was supposed to be an ordinary evening. I was walking home after another long day, completely lost in thoughts about the latest murim novel I had been reading. Then… it happened. The sky split apart. A deafening roar echoed through the city as massive, glowing rifts tore open in the air. From those rifts, dark figures emerged—monsters. Real, living, breathing monsters. Dungeons had appeared on Earth. At first, I thought it was a prank, some kind of crazy sci-fi event. But the screams, the blood, the buildings crumbling under the weight of unknown creatures… it was all real. Too real. I didn't panic. Maybe it was because I had read too many apocalypse stories, but my mind adapted fast. Unlike the terrified crowds running in every direction, I immediately understood the situation. These were low-level dungeons. That meant low-level monsters. But for normal humans… this was a nightmare. Then, my heart dropped. Mom. My mother was sick. My father was overseas for business, leaving her alone at home. If one of these monsters got to our house before I did— I ran. Faster than I ever had in my life. The streets were in chaos. Creatures that looked like goblins and kobolds were slaughtering anyone they could find. Buildings were burning, cars overturned. But none of that mattered. I sprinted, dodging through alleys, taking the fastest possible route home. By the time I reached our house, my hands were shaking. The door was broken. I stepped inside. A sharp, gut-wrenching stench filled the air. Blood. My mother's body lay on the floor, lifeless. A goblin stood over her, a crude knife dripping with fresh blood in its hands. My mind blanked. Something inside me shattered. My chest tightened, my breath quickened. Rage, grief, disbelief—all my emotions exploded at once. I couldn't control it. Then, something impossible happened. A sharp, burning sensation filled my palm. And in the next moment— A spear materialized in my hand. The goblin turned, its yellow eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. It snarled and charged. I barely reacted in time, lifting the spear in reflex. The goblin's knife scraped against the wooden shaft, sending vibrations up my arms. The impact nearly knocked me off balance. Too strong…! Before I could recover, the goblin lunged again. I twisted my body, barely avoiding a stab aimed at my throat. My grip tightened on the spear, and I swung wildly. The tip scraped against the goblin's side, drawing blood. It shrieked in anger rather than pain, retaliating instantly. A sharp pain exploded in my left shoulder. The goblin's knife had found its mark. "Gah—!" I stumbled back, gasping. Blood dripped down my arm, pain burning through my entire body. But I couldn't stop. I wouldn't stop. The goblin rushed in for the kill. My mind raced. I had no formal training—just instinct and the stories I had read. But that was enough. I spun the spear, forcing the goblin to step back. For the first time, hesitation flickered in its eyes. I pressed forward, stabbing with all my strength. The goblin dodged, but I adjusted my grip mid-strike and swung the shaft instead. The wooden handle cracked against its ribs. The goblin howled in pain. I didn't give it a chance to recover. I thrust forward again, this time aiming for its leg. The spear pierced flesh. The goblin collapsed onto one knee. Adrenaline surged through me. I raised the spear over my head. Then— The goblin grinned. My instincts screamed at me to move, but I was too slow. The goblin lunged one last time, its blade sinking into my side. I gasped, my vision blurring. Pain roared through my

[WSA ENTRY 2025] "Seriously? Of all the people I could’ve become, I end up as him?" Damien, a shut-in who spent his days cursing at authors for bad plot twists, was killed by a mysterious woman—only to wake up as Alden Draven, a forgettable extra in his favorite novel. The kind of guy who appears once, contributes nothing, and dies miserably. Determined to change his fate, Damien tried to stay under the radar… until he realized something wrong. The story isn’t following the plot. Characters are acting out of place. And worst of all— "Wait… is there another transmigrator screwing up the plot?" Now, between dodging death flags, unraveling the mystery, and dealing with a dangerously obsessed yandere, Damien’s only goal is simple: To Survive. _____________________ DM ME (Discord)- crimsonfable0737 ----------------------------------------------------- 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. ---------------------------------------------------

I was just your average student—no special talents, no grand dreams, and most importantly… no girlfriend. My days were spent grinding through life, with my only true passion being games, mangas, and web novels. Every day, I’d see couples walking by, holding hands, whispering sweet nothings, and I’d think, Hell yeah! When's it my turn?! I mean, I deserve a cute girlfriend too, right? Someone to hold, someone to kiss—just once, please! But, of course, life had other plans. One second, I was daydreaming about romance. The next? BAM! Truck-kun hit me with the ultimate rejection letter—straight to another world. When I opened my eyes, I realized I had reincarnated... but not as the hero, not even as the sidekick. Nope. I got stuck as some low-level villain—a total extra—the kind that exists just to get one-shot by the protagonist in the early chapters. The good news? I know this game inside out. The bad news? The whole world is out to kill me. But if they think I'm going down that easily, they're in for a surprise. Using my game knowledge, I'll dodge every death flag, exploit every loophole, and rise to the top! And hey, if I end up with a harem of gorgeous girls along the way? Well… let’s call it a happy bonus! This is my story—where I rewrite my destiny, break the game, and maybe... just maybe... finally get that kiss! Support this Shameless Author with Power Stones Gifts and Golden Tickets

At the age of eleven, the youth Ye Xuan's soul traveled through time to the distant Mythical Era, becoming an Undying monster emerging from the Emperor's Burial Ground, influencing one era after another. Yet behind Ye Xuan, an invisible force manipulated everything. Struggling to take control of his fate, Ye Xuan exhausted all means, but just as he was on the brink of success, he was betrayed by his disciple and wife, causing his soul to slumber for ninety thousand years. When Ye Xuan awoke, he found himself back in his own body and had become the son-in-law of the Emperor Immortal Sect, treated by others as a fool. The story begins from here. Eternal Emperor Soul, returned overnight. From then on, an emperor rose as a son-in-law, ushering in an invincible myth that dominated through the ages! Simplified version: The foolish son-in-law, soul returned, rose in one morning, invincible through all ages. Show-off version: "I am invincible; do as you please." — Ye Xuan. Meme version: That year, my hands in my pockets, I knew no rivals.

Are you still fussing over obtaining mythical pets and exotic top-tier battle gear? Watch me as I bring along warheads, Spider tanks and Reaper4000 to swiftly wipe out multiple stages and slaughter the Boss! No matter how well you are in dodging bullets, or how acute your senses and reflexes are, you are still going to fall under the scope of my bullet storm. You will see me fight through the day and night while I hold onto my position being the best without breaking a sweat. While you were feeling overjoyed for just slaying a dragon, all I did was laugh and remain speechless. “Hey lad, ever heard of Gundam? Honestly, it is a mystical mech, and the dragon is nothing but a mere bug to this huge mystical mech.” This is the legend of the Divine Mech Hunter!

Emily wakes up in a hospital with no memory of her past, only to find Tyler, a man who claims to be her boyfriend, by her side. He tells her they had a beautiful relationship before her accident, and though she doesn’t remember, she trusts his words. Tyler is gentle, patient, and always there for her—so why does a part of her feel empty? As she tries to adjust to her new life, Emily encounters Ethan Blackwood, a cold and distant CEO who looks at her with a storm of emotions hidden behind his sharp gaze. The moment their eyes meet, a sharp pain shoots through Emily’s head, followed by fleeting memories—ones that contradict Tyler’s version of her past. Ethan refuses to acknowledge their connection, acting as if she means nothing to him. But why does her heart ache when he turns away? Something isn’t right. Every time Emily questions her past, Tyler dodges the topic. The way he watches her, the way he subtly keeps her away from certain people—it feels like he’s hiding something. Desperate for answers, she turns to Ethan’s secretary, Oliver, hoping he can fill in the blanks. At first, Oliver hesitates, clearly torn between loyalty and concern, but soon he confirms Emily’s suspicions—Tyler is lying. The truth slowly unravels—Ethan wasn’t just someone she knew; he was her real lover. Their love had once been deep and unbreakable, yet something tore them apart. But if Ethan loved her, why did he let her go? Why is he avoiding her now? As Emily digs deeper, she discovers a horrifying truth—her accident wasn’t an accident at all. Someone wanted her to forget. Someone wanted to erase Ethan from her life. But why? The more she uncovers, the more danger follows her. Tyler grows more possessive, Ethan refuses to open his heart, and the pieces of the past don’t add up. When the real reason behind her accident comes to light, Emily is faced with a devastating choice—fight for the love she once had or live in the lie she was forced into. In a world where memories can be stolen and love can be rewritten, Emily must uncover the truth before it’s too late. But will Ethan still be there when she remembers everything? Or has she already lost him forever?

"In Qiyuan, kissing is an act of mutual surrender. To ask for a kiss is to ask someone to be yours, while offering yourself in return. On that note, making love is a common practice and is regarded as deeply romantic." —Book 1 of Romances in Qiyuan— Haruki had no memories prior to his awakening. With only his black katana and his name to ground him in an identity, he lived through every encounter on pure instinct and a great deal of luck. But it wasn't until he locked eyes with Lanling, those sky-blue orbs gazing at him with the stillness of a lake, that he believed his luck had finally peaked. Shamelessly, he integrated into General Lanling Cheng's army, finding the man even more pleasing to his eyes the longer he watched over him. But as Haruki learned more about his new idol, he began to realize just how deep their connection ran, how precious the memories stolen from him were, and how deeply he loved this man. No matter how many times his mind was wiped clean, his feelings seemed to cross beyond the boundaries of memory, for he had long branded the image and name of Lanling Cheng into the very depths of his soul. He could only hope for a day when the curse that plagued them—this curse that relentlessly tested their love—would finally be shattered, and they could live on with their lives in peace. ~#~#~#~#~#~ [Volumes Synopsis] —Volume 1 [1-50] Amidst the war between the Silver Dragons and the Black Pythons, familiar faces and voices seemed to emerge from nowhere, as though fate itself were playing a cruel game, tugging relentlessly at Haruki’s mind—almost desperate to make him remember his past. But to Haruki, the most important thing was meeting and shamelessly flirting with the general, so he couldn’t care less. Besides, Lanling had told him not to remember, and who was he to disobey his future wife? —Volume 2 [51-145] Haruki and his friends find themselves in a typical isekai setting! At least, that's what Haruki originally thought. But soon, he realized the waters in the palace ran deep, and his connection to whatever schemes were brewing here stretched all the way back to before he even came to... Earth? So, he's a local? Oh, and there’s that Lanling Cheng… Haruki: ...God, why is he so hot? —Volume 3 [146~300] Lanling lost his best friend… his boyfriend… his fated lover. And the loneliness brought by the sudden emptiness gripped his heart every day, almost driving him mad, scorching anyone who dared touch his reverse scale. But just as he gave up dodging the oncoming claws of a chimera, the wind swept him away—into a familiar embrace. Haruki had come back. With a new identity, a new family, and a new… fiancé?! Lanling was in tatters. How had his boyfriend become someone else’s fiancé?? Determined to win him back, he appoints Haruki as his knight, keeps him by his side at all times, and climbs into his bed at night… ~#~#~#~#~#~ —2 chs/day [12PM GMT-6] or [2AM GMT+8] [M]—Mature Content Contact: https://discord.gg/cMqPN7WVbf Best Unca Consultant: Zeriq Haruk [for worldbuilding] PS: Idk why I started adding the synopsis for every volume, but I'm silly enough to keep em going xD

Greg watched his world come to an end under the hands of the enemies supported by his fellow species. while blaming himself for not starting the game early or not investing into, or for awakening a trash talent he close his eyes and embraced dead but that was not the end of his story as he regressed to ten years prior to the unfortunate event. with knowledge of the future and determination he buys a gaming helmet and plunged into the game- Apocalypse that signalled the start of something more. with his knowledge of the future, his skills that made him shine even with his trashy talent and the awakening of an ex rank talent, 100% Dodge rate that makes attacking him impossible, read Greg's revenge and rise to the top protecting those he cares about while punishing his enemies

Once a young business prodigy, Violetta’s company crumbled fast thanks to internal corruption and the greed of the more successful elites. Now, she’s a certified 31 year old dirt-poor shut-in, living her best (or worst?) life as a full-fledged otaku. With nothing but her anime merch and a shaky Wi-Fi connection, she scrapes by on streaming money, all while dodging the harsh reality outside her door. However, after an all-nighter to play Merlysian Realm, a newly released VR MMORPG, she died from her unhealthy lifestyle and passed out. [SYSTEM ERROR: 404 - ACCOUNT NOT FOUND] [Rebooting...] [Loading... [ERROR: SYSTEM MALFUNCTION. PLEASE WAIT.] ..... [SYSTEM MESSAGE] [You Have Received A Legendary Class] [User's account balance has been updated.] [Balance: UNLIMITED] [Class: Merchant] [Rank: SSS] "Huh?!" Not only was she transmigrated into Merlysian Realms, she was reborn in a struggling farmer's family that lived in poverty from a poorly developed kingdom in medieval times! The real kicker? It’s crawling with corrupt nobles, dying crops, zero trade routes, and is so tiny it could probably fit on a map as a dot labeled “Who Knows Where.” Can our otaku-turned-financial wizard save this sinking ship of a kingdom, or is she doomed to relive her bankrupt nightmares? Watch as she proves those who doubted her to be wrong and be accepted as a genius by using her knowledge from the modern world!

Adulting is hard—especially when your love life is an absolute disaster. For Valkyrie Ross, an intelligent, career-driven woman who refuses to be a pushover, dating has been nothing short of a circus. From being peed on during a date (yes, really) to dodging a literal serial killer and enduring a foot-fetish enthusiast, she’s officially done with men. But then there’s him—the new guy at the office. He’s handsome, arrogant, and has an ego big enough to fill the conference room. Women seem to flock to him, and he knows it. He’s also just as defiant as she is, making every encounter between them an infuriating battle of wills. When she loudly declares her oath to swear off men, he sees it as a challenge. What starts as playful banter turns into something deeper—something either of them saw coming. Could the one man she’s determined to resist be the only one worth falling for? Full of laugh-out-loud disasters, sizzling chemistry, and unexpected twists, I swear off MEN, I promise!!! is a witty, romantic rollercoaster about love, life, and the unpredictable mess in between.

The beings who created our planet are angry with humanity. To punish us for depleting the Earth's resources and for causing so much pollution they paused the planet. No longer does it circle the sun. Half the world is under the sun. Half the world under the moon. A shifter will be chosen to help change everything. This brave shifter finds another with the same goals and together they will take on the biggest factory in what was the U.S. It is a factory so big it has a city built within it. This factory produces the dark side of the world's UV lighting and manufactures artificial food since crops don't grow as fast with UV lighting. They clone and grow meat. This city is the center of all trade and industry within the darkness. It also poisons the air, land, and water by dumping waste. The shifters have to figure out how to take down the CEO and clean up the mess all while dodging those who would seek to harm them. This is a work in progress and will keep evolving as new ideas pop into my brain. I also have been going back and editing previous chapters as I try to improve my writing skills please stick around for the ride with me and make sure to leave a review. :) Ideas from people who are reading my story as well as constructive criticism are both greatly appreciated. ***graphic language, sexual situations, murder, and drug use are all mentioned in my story***

Idol show for dead people? Rayen was suddenly thrown into a supernatural idol show after meeting an untimely death at the peak of his career as a band vocalist. Upon waking up in a strange building, with a creepy stalker fan claiming to have written his entire biography, and a strange jukebox demanding him to perform, he learned of his death and found himself in a bizarre situation. [Please select a song to dance.] "What? Dance? I don't know how to dance!" [Select a song or disappear?] "Ain't no way I'm gonna dance!" [If you want to revive, become an idol.] "Screw revival! I don't want to dance!" Notes: Some scenes would be inspired by widely circulated memes or cultural phenomena, but these elements have been purely fictionalized for creative purposes, and do not reflect the real individuals and events they may have originated from. Poems will be written by me, but some will be based on songs.

Hana Takahashi, a cheerful and kind-hearted young woman, runs a small ramen shop on her own after losing her parents in an accident. Despite the hardships, she remains optimistic, pouring her love into every bowl she serves. One of her regular customers, Ryo Kobayashi, is a quiet and mysterious man who seems oddly interested in her. What Hana doesn’t know is that Ryo is a hitman, feared in the underworld. As he falls for her warmth and kindness, he struggles to keep his deadly profession hidden. Between dodging his past enemies, dealing with nosy coworkers, and surviving the ramen shop’s aggressive cat, Ryo’s double life becomes a chaotic balancing act. Will he manage to keep his secret from Hana, or will fate (and bad luck) expose everything in the most ridiculous way possible?

Lucas "Luke" Chandler is a master of illusion, but his magic is all about sleight of hand and clever tricks, not real sorcery. In a twist of fate, Luke finds himself transported to a world where magic is genuine and powerful. Hailed as a great magician, Luke must use his wits and skills to keep up the charade and survive in this fantastical realm. As Luke navigates his new life, hilarity and danger follow him at every turn. From outsmarting people to dodging magical creatures, he must continually perform the ultimate illusion: convincing everyone that he possesses true magical power. Amidst the adventure, Luke grapples with his identity and the constant threat of being exposed as a fraud. In a world where magic is real, Luke discovers that the greatest power might just be his unique ability to blend illusion with reality. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events and incidents are the product of the author's imagination and his only. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Heavy language is used in the story. Blood, gore, violence and sexual acts are also depicted in the story. Update: a chapters a day Site: https://akikure.carrd.co/

That night, Aegis Squad infiltrated an abandoned laboratory complex to capture a mutated zombie alive for research. The air reeked of rusted metal and decay. "Make sure the trap is ready," whispered Major Pan Colman. Lila nodded, checking her device. "Ready, just waiting for the bait." Hart, tracking zombie movement, looked uneasy. "They’re smarter than we thought. We must move fast." From the shadows, a massive mutated zombie with armor-like skin emerged. "Wait for it to step into the trap," Pan whispered. As the creature moved forward, Lila activated the device. Steel clamps trapped it, sending high-voltage shocks that made it thrash violently. Before they could celebrate, Hart panicked. "Major, something big is moving behind us!" From the ruins, a giant zombie with protruding bones emerged, smashing through a wall with unnatural speed. "We need to move, now!" Pan ordered. The squad hauled the trapped zombie into their containment truck, escaping as the complex collapsed behind them. Inside the vehicle, Dr. Alaric muttered, "This isn't normal mutation. The virus is evolving too fast." Hart nodded. "It’s as if someone designed them. But who? And why?" Suddenly, a loud metallic thud echoed from the roof. "What was that?" Lila asked, weapon raised. Hart checked his tablet. "Something's on top of us! But it wasn’t detected before!" Pan signaled. "Rico, stop the vehicle. Lila and I will check." They stepped out and looked up. A tall, gaunt creature with razor-sharp claws clung to the roof, staring at them with soulless black eyes. "What the hell is that?" Lila whispered. The creature lunged with blinding speed. Pan and Lila dodged, but their bullets had no effect. "Get back inside! Now!" Pan commanded. They sprinted back, Rico hitting the gas. Hart read his tablet. "This thing… it's like a predator. Faster, stronger." Dr. Alaric whispered, "If this was made by Dominion, we’re dealing with a far deadlier bioweapon than I imagined." The creature pursued them, closing the distance. Lila and Pan fired, but it dodged effortlessly. In one leap, it grabbed the steel trap containing the mutated zombie. "It’s trying to take the zombie!" Lila yelled. Pan hurled a smoke grenade, forcing the creature to retreat. The vehicle sped away. Inside, tension remained thick. "We can't keep running," Pan stated. "We need to fight back. And we need to find out what Dominion of Varex has really done."

"In the end, it wasn’t the darkness that consumed me—it was the silence of the light I once believed in." In a world where extraordinary power comes with extraordinary risks, society has imposed strict laws to regulate them. Espers—humans with extraordinary powers—are forced to join the Corps or be hunted as criminals, high school student Elijah hides his true identity to protect himself, someone who came from a lineage of rogue or criminal Espers. Elijah was sent to fend for himself on the corps while trying his best to hide his history. As he uncovers the Corps' dark agenda and faces his own awakening powers, Elijah must decide: will he bow to a corrupt system or defy it, even if it means becoming the very villain he despise? ... Yannis, panting as he ran, risked a glance over his shoulder. "Shit, we're gonna die," he muttered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Ezio, sprinting beside him, barely looked fazed. His expression was calm—too calm for someone being hunted down like a rabid dog. "Now, I don’t wanna hear that negative attitude," he said, dodging a stack of crates. "Look on the bright side."

Fin Sato, a burnt-out Tokyo salaryman, thought his glory days as a beta-tester for the MMORPG Ram Online were long behind him. But when his annoyingly cheerful coworker Ren Hayashi—a secret online megastar—dies in his arms after a brutal alley ambush, Fin’s mundane life is shattered. Ren’s cryptic last words leave Fin with two things: the login to the most powerful avatar in the game and a mystery that blurs the lines between virtual worlds and real-life danger. As Fin steps into Ren’s digital persona, he must dodge relentless fans, uncover hidden conspiracies, and outmaneuver deadly rivals both online and off. But the deeper he digs, the more he realizes that Ren’s death was no accident—and his own forgotten past may hold the key to a legacy that could reshape reality itself. With razor-sharp wit and gripping twists, Ctrl+Alt+Legacy is a darkly comedic cyberpunk thriller that dives into the chaos of corporate drudgery, streaming culture, and the haunting allure of a digital world where every move could be your last.

'What is this?' Theodore thought as he opened his little eyes to what he assumes to be one of his parents who is dropping him off on the doorstep of a church at what seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, ---a few hours ago ago--- Theodore was like any other normal person: had a family, had dreams, filled with ambitiouns, liked games, sometimes goes outside, has preferences, filled with desire, and of course went through a difficult time in his life, he was just as normal as the average person is. but one thing he is different from others is that he likes roasting people online especially the rich, he loves making fake accounts just to meme people, judge thier preferences and give rating for their every day (unnecessary) objects, he even makes money from it by making videos about how stupid some rich people are. But that led him to his death when he was kidnapped by a rich woman, who he had made fun of... '???' He didn't know what happened after that... --- [Somewhere in a different time]--- 'Where am I?' he asked as he tries to move his head and eyes uncoordinated, there were noticeable things to hint where he was currently at; the church was styled like it was described from a dark fantasy book, the sky was clear with a few clouds roaming in the sky as the light of dawn hits them, and his parent who looked like a literal angel, '....they seemed to be speaking..." "....to think my offspring looked... Normal, even though you're mother is a human and I, Michael... am an angel... So shouldn't you be a €i@n¥?" The angel asked the infant, only to be replied with cooing, "Oh... Who am I kidding? You're just an infant, how can you even understand..... goodbye Little David" the angel said as he spans his wings wide, knocked on the church's door before he flew from the ground and vanished between the rays of dawn ——17——Years——Later—— 'Hmm', looking back at the moment, David sighed in his stupidity for realizing something that he should've considered, "Well I was very afraid and shaken from being reincarnated, so I really can't truly blame myself for not realizing.... Right?" He asked, seemingly into the air [No, from what I can see, the fault was totally on you] the voice of the male siri that suddenly replied to him "Well fuck you, this wasn't supposed to be my problem, I'm just a defect Nephilim, not someone who asked to be a hero!" [Correction, currently you're a captive of Achilles] "That's not what I meant! You retard of a Sy--" [Playing; Don't Stop Believing by Journey] ================= This work is inspired by the stories of; the origins of the Book of Giants (and pages from the Bible that references to the Book of Giants), The story of David and Goliath, the themes, setting, scenes, land, and stories from various legends, tales, myths, 'n methods in both western and middle eastern. "..." => Talking '...' => thinking (...) => Details/explanation [...] => moves/important terms/specific places #...# => links/inspirations/references for the chapter ..====.. => end of a scene/transition to another scene ================= A [Short] novel, Meaning this is a work that I did not put my all in, But it is something that I gave my thoughts to: the chapters, characters, the plot and the finale. each chapter has atleast (1.2k)-(1.7k) words but I might be able to make chapters with nearly (2k) words, I've learned that in my previous works, the chapters are short af [–=Notes=–] >This Test Novel shall only have 20 chapters, >Have limited descriptions given >English is my third language and I learned English through poetry at first, so please anyone, help point out some writing errors of mine that I didn't do right >I lack perseverance so I might only upload mostly once a week, sometimes twice a week, or worse scenario once a (few) month(s)

Guys here is my pitch..... In the sprawling world of fantasy, we’ve often been treated to tales of heroes reincarnated with divine blessings, legendary powers, or cheat-like abilities, thrust into magical lands as shining saviors—or chaotic terrors. But what happens when the very concept of reincarnation becomes a curse? When the divine boon is a big fat joke, and the "cheat system" doesn’t quite… cheat? Enter John, the unluckiest reincarnate. Blessed by a god and thrust into a fantasy world, he dreams of glory, power, and adventure—only to wake up as a normal, utterly powerless bird. Not a mythical phoenix, not an ancient thunder eagle. Just… a bird. To make matters worse, this world is no ordinary realm. It's a land scarred by the devastating legacies of past isekai’d heroes and villains, whose reckless exploits piled skeletons into mountains and turned their cheats into harbingers of chaos. Fed up with these unruly intruders, the ancients of the realm banded together to create a world-shaking seal: all reincarnated souls are trapped in the bodies of harmless animals, confined to isolated sanctuaries that function more like fantasy zoos. Here’s the twist: this isn’t mercy. It’s a resource grab. The powerful beast tamers of this realm have turned these reincarnated souls into exotic pets, prized for their cheat-like potential. John finds himself at the bottom of the food chain in every sense. His cheat doesn’t work. His human form is gone. And his world is filled with predatory cultivators who see him as either a snack or a tool. But John isn’t one to give up so easily. What starts as despair quickly turns into cunning survival. With wings and wit as his only tools, John must navigate layers of misfortune, dodge fate’s sharp talons, and cheat his way through a world determined to keep him grounded. Get ready to join John on a wildly unconventional journey—one where reincarnation isn’t a ticket to greatness, but a death sentence he’s determined to rewrite. His story is one of humor, wit, and persistence, as he explores a world where he is the joke and his survival is the punchline. Main tags: reincarnation/isekai, beast taming cultivation system, comedy, action, adventure. Of course No-harem!

Hazekaya was just an ordinary guy… until he woke up in another world. Sounds exciting, right? WRONG! Before he could even process his isekai moment, he found himself being chased by a horde of horny male orcs. From dodging unwanted "affections", to getting thrown in jail, to accidentally sleeping in horse crap and earning just enough to not starve. Between dealing with an ex-adventurer boss, getting tricked by his so-called "friends," and realizing even slimes are harder to kill than he thought, his life in this new world is anything but the overpowered adventure he dreamed of. Instead of becoming a hero, he’s stuck as a low-wage wall repairman, constantly broke, and now the locals call him "Shitman." With zero cheat skills, no legendary weapons, and a severe lack of dignity, Hazekaya is left wondering—"Why is my isekai life like this!?"

What happens when an ordinary guy finds himself in the most extraordinary position? Meet Jake, a laid-back underachiever who suddenly wakes up in the body of the President of a quirky, chaotic nation! With a cabinet full of oddball advisors, a nation on the brink of hilarity, and a series of outrageous events spiraling out of control, Jake must navigate the treacherous waters of politics, diplomacy, and, of course, the constant barrage of memes. Armed with nothing but his offbeat sense of humor and a knack for bizarre solutions, Jake dives headfirst into a whirlwind of diplomatic disasters, celebrity antics, and mind-boggling conspiracies. As he tries to juggle international crises with a series of laugh-out-loud moments, he quickly discovers that leading a country is no joke—especially when his predecessors left behind a mountain of absurd problems.

Betrayed by his own family, Carrick Aurum Gale was left for dead. But death was only the beginning. Reborn with a powerful system, Erebus, Carrick rises from the ashes to reclaim his rightful place as the most powerful Mafia Lord. With ruthless determination and cunning strategy, he builds a new empire, the Zenith Family, and sets his sights on vengeance against those who wronged him. The streets will run red, allegiances will be tested, and the very foundations of power will be shaken. The boy who was once discarded will become the master of his own destiny. Witness the unrelenting ascent of Aurum Zenith, the Mafia Lord who will stop at nothing to claim his throne.

They say the moments before your death flash before your eyes. For us, it wasn’t death. Not really. It was just another Saturday night—a app ChatHaven filled with memes, debates, and plans to meet up next weekend. Then the white light came, brighter than anything I’d ever seen. My voice, once loud in my headphones, was swallowed whole by silence. And when I opened my eyes, the world I knew was gone. Reborn into a alternate earth and a Victorian-era history that never existed, we found ourselves in a world as beautiful as it was cruel. A world where whispers of a forgotten crown and an ancient prophecy haunted our every step. Now, armed with strange powers and thrown into a web of mystery, betrayal, and war, we must survive in a realm teetering on the edge of calamity. Bonds will be tested. Secrets will be unraveled. And in the end, the choices we make might not just decide this world’s fate—but our own.

Synopsis: Our Female Lead didn’t exactly sign up to be the royal wife of a mad king—especially not in a medieval kingdom where betrayal is as common as bad fashion choices. One moment, she’s a modern woman living a poor life, the next thing she knows, she’s transmigrated and stuck in an arranged marriage with a man who’s scarier than dragons and older than dirt! But hey, at least she’s rich now, right? Still, life as a queen is far from glamorous. Between dodging family drama worthy of a royal soap opera, uncovering dangerous secrets that could bring the kingdom to its knees, and trying not to lose her mind to an annoying goddess system in her head that makes things more difficult rather than easier, she discovers something even worse— having an old romance tie to Tristan, her handsome yet now off-limits step-son. Just what she needs, right? With her heart and life in constant jeopardy, the stakes couldn’t be higher. One thing’s for sure though: in Caeloria, the crown might be heavy, but it’s never boring.

The Anthology of Absurd Adventures, is a collection of short stories, each with different worlds, characters, and situations at hand. Each is written with an enormous amount of love poured into one simple belief: That from time to time life is rife with absurdity, and so too is a great imagination. This very belief is in the author's humble opinion, what sees the flourishing success of the comedy in all sorts of entertainment— from primetime Sunday night entertainment that we loved to watch in the '90s and 2000s, to the hilarious summer blockbuster comedy movies we see today, and even to the world of internet social media memes. With this earnest belief and heartfelt love letter sent jointly to comedy and storytelling, you are welcomed to a world of silly and absurd stories that are nothing less than imaginative and full of life. What sorts of stories can you expect to find inside, you wonder? Only stories that wouldn't possibly exist anywhere else, but in the land of the absurd! From the world in which a man from London challenges all of Japan to a competitive match of Hokey-Pokey, to a world in which a banana works at an insurance agency by day and fights as a ninja by night, there's bound to be plenty of laughs to be had as the stories unfold.

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”

Callum Dorian, a sharp-tongued and dangerously intense werewolf Alpha, is accused of murdering Felicity Graves, a powerful collector. Vivienne "Vivi" Kane Supernatural Law is dragged into a deadly conspiracy. Felicity’s death isn’t just a crime—it’s a spark threatening to ignite a war among supernatural factions, and the Council is eager to blame Callum. Forced to clear his name, Vivi must navigate treacherous alliances, dodge killers, and unravel the mystery of a missing cursed relic tied to Felicity’s murder. As tensions rise, so does the heat between Vivi and Callum. Their fiery clashes ignite into an intense, forbidden connection that neither can ignore. But when a night of passion leads to something far more permanent, Vivi faces an impossible choice: protect her independence or embrace the vulnerability of being mated to one of the most powerful—and infuriating—men she’s ever met. - Taking a Long break will resume when have 50 collections

"A mortal dares enter my domain? Nonetheless, you shall die!" Said the God of Immortality. A giant blade struck down, as if it were lightning. Although Alex's health had plummeted straight to zero, his S level talent, Undying and Unyielding, restored 10% of his HP. -System Menu- [HP: 6,843/68,430] [Inventory: Blade of DragonBreath, LifeSaving Treasure x3, etc.] Skills: Fire Fist: On cooldown [10s] And many more. Alex kept on wasting time, dodging the attacks of the God of Immortality by a hair. 10..9..8..7..6..2..1! "Fire-" The blade of the God of Immortality hit him once again, this time, his talent failing to save him, and his LifeSaving talents required him to use them to save him from death. He had no time to put them in effect. -- A 20 year old man woke up, in a fairly large apartment room. Ding. His eyes shot open. He gasped, jerking upright and instinctively touching himself all over. Yet he had no injuries. No pain. No blood.