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Un homme ordinaire, Ye Chen, a voyagé accidentellement dans le monde de la cultivation et est devenu un immortel phénoménal de cette époque. Après 3 000 ans dans le monde de la cultivation, il a été trahi et a voyagé de retour sur Terre à travers une déchirure spatiale. Cinq ans s'étaient écoulés dans le monde mortel, mais quand il est revenu avec ses capacités, il a découvert qu'il avait maintenant une fille !

Der junge Mann vom Lande erhielt das Erbe des Unsterblichen der Medizin, und von da an blühten die Pfirsichblüten, und er kam zu großem Reichtum! Auf dem Land nutzte er hervorragende landwirtschaftliche Techniken, um das Land zu kultivieren, und führte die Dorfbewohner zu Reichtum und Wohlstand. In der Stadt rettete er mit unvergleichlichen medizinischen Rezepten Sterbende und heilte Verletzte, und die Menschen betrachteten ihn als die Reinkarnation eines göttlichen Arztes. Mit dem perspektivischen göttlichen Auge und der goldenen Berührung seiner Finger... als ihm viele göttliche Fähigkeiten verliehen wurden, versagte er nie.

"Serienmörder? Antike Kampfsportler? Schwertmeister? Es ist mir scheißegal, wer ihr seid! Alle werden sich vor mir verbeugen!" Vor fünf Jahren wurde seine Familie vom Angesicht der Erde getilgt, und der nutzlose Ye Chen wurde verachtet wie ein Regenwurm, der auf dem Boden kriecht. Doch nun sind fünf Jahre vergangen, und er ist auf mysteriöse Weise mit einem Kopf voller weltbewegender Fähigkeiten zurückgekehrt. Und was noch viel erschreckender ist: Er hat jetzt die Kraft von hundert alten Geistern im Rücken! Mit all dem in der Hand ist Ye Chen nicht zurückgekehrt, um in Erinnerungen zu schwelgen, sondern um sich an all denen zu rächen, die ihm Unrecht getan haben, insbesondere an dem geheimnisvollen Mann.

Horrible Accident? Check Otherworldly Soul Yeeting? Check Taking over some schmuck's body who died around the same time? Check Unable to cultivate because the aforementioned schmuck's constitution is all messed up? Double Check In the world of Valresta where the great and powerful cultivate an energy called aether to get to where they are, Zhen Liu (Thomas Lee) is physically unable to despite having the qualities to do so. But due to a twist of fate, Zhen Liu is given the ability to create kaijin, strange and monstrous warriors to fight in his stead. By using this world's laws combined with his knowledge of Earth, watch as Zhen Liu stands above the so-called aether saints to become the one and only kaijin lord! "What the hell is a train"?! "Something that's about to kick your butt. Get him"! "Yes my lord"! Cover art done by JacKLYart on Twitter My Twitter: https://twitter.com/MajorMizako?t=23kOezglRcDjEUKcmpZQiA&s=09

Sometimes the one thing you are looking for is the one thing you can't see.

Ahmed, a 29-year-old jobless Tunisian man, lives a mundane life between home and a 'maqha' (café) until fate-no, pure bad luck-throws him into another world. Instead of a heroic adventure, he's cursed with the most malicious AI System ever, a trolling nightmare that bullies him nonstop! From getting abducted by elves, scammed by a devilish merchant, and treated like a living plushie, to being the center of a war between a noblewoman and an orphanage mom, Ahmed's life spirals into a never-ending circus of suffering. Every scream of frustration earns him more humiliation, every attempt to regain control is met with new, ridiculous punishments, and worst of all-his sarcastic tormentor, the System, never lets up! Will Ahmed survive this relentless mockery? Will he break free from the System's grasp, or will he forever be a premium-grade victim of trolling? One thing is certain-this Golden peak comedy adventure will leave you laughing till your stomach hurts!

Jaden Rook, a 22-year-old gaming addict and master of min-maxing RPGs, dies in a ridiculous accident involving a vending machine and a runaway truck. Instead of heading to the afterlife, he gets isekai’d into Arcadia, a fantasy world with magic, monsters, and kingdoms at war. Excited to finally live out his power fantasy, Jaden is given a customizable system that lets him break reality. The catch? The system is a sarcastic, trolling AI that nerfs him for fun, gives him humiliating challenges, and forces him into absurd scenarios before unlocking his true power. SNEAK PEAK: I didn’t expect to die today. But as I lay on the cold pavement, crushed between a vending machine and an outofcontrol delivery truck, I had only one thought: This is the dumbest way to die. A moment ago, I had just been trying to shake loose a stuck soda. Then, BAM! Instant roadkill. As my vision faded, the last thing I saw was the smug grin of the vending machine, as if mocking me. When I opened my eyes, I was no longer on the pavement. Instead, I floated in a pristine, glowing void. Before me hovered an old man with a white beard, a golden toga, and the same deadpan expression as a DMV worker. “Oh, great,” I muttered. “I’m dead, aren’t I?” “Yes,” the old man said, stroking his beard. “And you have been chosen for reincarnation in another world.” My eyes widened. “Wait. Hold up. Are you telling me… I’m getting isekai’d? Like in the anime?” The old man nodded. “Indeed. You have been selected to wield a powerful system, one that will grant you abilities beyond mortal comprehension.” I fistpumped. “Hell yeah! Overpowered skills, here I come!” The old man coughed. “Yes, well… about that.” I narrowed my eyes. “What do you mean, about that?” “You see, we have too many reincarnators lately. We can’t just be handing out godtier powers like candy anymore.” I folded my arms. “Okay, so what are we talking? A slightly nerfed cheat? A balanced growth system?” The old man looked away. “You’ll… figure it out.” My stomach dropped. “Oh, hell no. You’re about to scam me, aren’t you?” “I would never!” the old man said, voice dripping with totally believable innocence. “Now, off you go!”

A troubled teen awakens a boxing system that will me him the GOAT of boxing.

The God Of The End is dead. Cults and heretics are rising up practicing sick rituals in the name of the "True Gods" Mortals are being corrupted by the power of the abyss, alliances are built in the face of an inevitable galactic war. A new god is taking millions of sacrifices per day. And untold horrors are lurking the dark cosmos. In that kind of world there can be no heroes.... even the strong are squashed like cockroaches everyday. Only pure evil can survive. In the midst of a merciless civil war, ... a young boy has a fateful encounter with a spiritual parasite. The boy doesn't care about the state of the world. Justice is a foreign concept to him. And kindness has cost him too much, There is only one thing he want's. And that is.... ... REVENGE Author: The power system I have planned is a mix of god's blessings, a magic/alchemy, technology, SCP's and certain racial traits. If you have any suggestions comment them I love to be inspired.

I suddenly appeared in the movie Journey to the West that I was planning to watch And why are the characters here all women? *This is an English translation of my other work, and I will edit a few things from my original work to make it more suitable for readers. *My first language is not English so don't expect good grammar

Que tal ser um lunático gênio? Que tal gostar de ser incompreendido pela sociedade hipócrita? Seria este, mal ou benfeitor?... O jovem Licom, está ficando lunático, será o verdadeiro saber que tenha descobrido sobre o mundo podre? Descubra lendo a obra!

An unremarkable and socially awkward eighth-grade student navigates the mundane routines of high school life, blending seamlessly into the background. Like many of his peers, he harbors simple aspirations—friendship, recognition, and a sense of belonging. However, his quiet existence is abruptly disrupted when an unforeseen and unfortunate incident unfolds, causing significant turmoil within the school. Due to his lack of prominence and timid nature, his inadvertent involvement in the event leads to widespread resentment among his fellow students. As he becomes painfully aware of the disdain directed toward him, he is forced to confront the consequences of his actions. Plagued by self-doubt and social alienation, he grapples with an agonizing dilemma—does he still have the chance to restore his reputation and regain the respect of his peers? This poignant journey, infused with darkly relatable humor, navigates the complexities of self-worth, societal perception, and redemption. Through moments of introspection and absurdity, it challenges one’s understanding of identity and belonging. Witness his arduous struggle as he seeks to reclaim his dignity and forge meaningful connections in an environment that has turned against him.

{WSA ENTRY 2025} "Really? So now I’m the demon? What a joke." A being stood in the void, radiating an aura so fierce it distorted reality itself. His malevolent form glittered in the abyss of nothingness, exuding an overwhelming presence. Space around him lay in ruins, torn apart by war. Wreckage of colossal battleships drifted aimlessly, while the massive corpses of fallen creatures floated in the endless expanse. His right eye, shimmering with a deep blue hue, seemed to embody time itself—wherever it gazed, time would freeze, accelerate, slow down, or even reverse. Its wavy aura pulsed with an eerie, undeniable power. His left eye, a swirling brown vortex, held the essence of space itself. It collapsed in on itself, revealing countless layers of existence, stretching far beyond the realm of the Zerothverse and into the unknown. He stood alone amidst trillions upon trillions of lifeless bodies—dragons, phoenixes, celestials, immortals, and beings of all races lay motionless, devoid of life. He was the only absolute existence in this vast expanse of emptiness. "You can still be good," they said. "There’s hope," they claimed… Hah! I thought only humanity was greedy, but you’re all the same. No matter your race, no matter your soul, your consciousness is tainted with the same selfish desires. His voice grew darker, colder, sending an unsettling chill through the void. "Maybe I had a choice once… but my only choice was death—a slow, agonizing death. And I… refuse to allow it." A wicked grin spread across his face as his aura surged violently. "I've always wanted to be the demon. A creature of chaos, born to thrive in war, to kill in agony. I am the perfect embodiment of destruction… I am the Demon. The annihilator of all things called ‘existence’!" His laughter echoed through the void as his aura erupted, consuming everything in its wake. The dead disintegrated into dust, stars exploded into nothingness, galaxies collapsed, universes crumbled, and entire multiverses vanished into the abyss. Even the vast emptiness of the Omniverse trembled before his will. And so, he stood alone—unchallenged, unshackled, and unrepentant.

Regardless of Distance, humanity always finds a way to be at odds with other humans. The Auto-Plutocracy of Terra-Primary, (Earth), and the Fraction Coalition are separated by an entire universe. Even if they could find common ground, Prescott J Philip, Starship Captain & Coalition Military Strategist knows the planet he once called "home", no longer fits that description. However, despite their distance and differences, things start heating up of the discovery of binary transmission that begins unraveling the fabrics of both the Primark's and Prescott's definitions of home. As "hearts of steel" and "boots of iron" lay waste to whole planets, it becomes clear things have to change, or extinction is the only path they'll have left.

Zwei Wesen, die sich Götter nennen kommen auf die Erde nachdem sie von ihrem eigenen Zuhause flohen. Da sie beide etwas haben was der andere will bekämpft sie sich, doch um die Menschen, eine niedere Spezies nicht auszurotten und Kräfte zu sparen, geben sie ein paar ausgewählten Menschen Kräfte ihrer Heimat, um sich mit so wenig Verwüstung wie möglich etwas vom jeweils anderen zu holen.

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Grounded in the Transcendent, framed by the Sequence, the Wizard ignited the Source Energy and spewed out a mist of Origin Energy. The roaring sound of steam echoed through the entire epoch! In the depths of shadow and the dark tide. Countless greedy, twisted, polluted, and deformed gazes were coveting this roaring new World. The World began to buzz with activity! A certain Wizard, however, was lurking silently in a corner. "I like to develop!" "Then, what is the deal with those Demon King's heads and Evil God's skeletons?" "I told you, I like to develop, and this is the fate of those who hindered my growth!!"

urban fantasy

Ji Wushuang, once the revered Sword Sovereign, feared by both gods and demons, met an untimely death at the hands of her closest kin. Betrayed, her body was destroyed, leaving no trace behind. But fate had other plans. She was reborn, not as the powerful being she once was, but as a powerless orphan with her spiritual bones stolen, unable to cultivate. However, being a "waste" is no obstacle for Ji Wushuang. Her determination remains unbroken, and she quickly becomes the treasured disciple of the Five Great Masters. Yet, her happiness is short-lived. She soon discovers a shocking truth—her masters and fellow disciples, all of whom are heirs of the greatest fortunes, are nothing but "nourishment" for the so-called "Chosen Ones" in this world. Her First Master’s disciple, a genius in medicine and poison, is tricked and has her spiritual roots destroyed by a deceptive lover. The Second Master’s heir, a beauty with a kind heart, is lured into a trap by a demonic woman and ends up losing her life and cultivation. The Third Master’s pupil, despite reaching the peak of cultivation, remains a devoted servant to his unworthy love, only to be left with nothing. And the misfortune doesn’t stop there. Every disciple of the Five Great Masters is led to ruin, their fates sealed by betrayal, sacrifice, and death. But Ji Wushuang isn’t the type to sit back and watch. Angered and heartbroken by the fate of her loved ones, she decides to take matters into her own hands. With a powerful vengeance, she unleashes her true power, determined to save her fallen disciples and protect them from the sinister forces at play. She doesn’t care how many times she must strike her enemies or how ruthless she must be. Even if it costs her life, she will make sure the guilty pay. In a world where destinies are manipulated and heroes fall, Ji Wushuang rises again. She rekindles her masters’ and disciples' broken spirits, helping them all transcend their pasts. Reborn with unmatched power, they become ruthless warriors, each more formidable than before. Ji Wushuang, the once powerless "waste" disciple, is now the most coveted treasure in the world—no longer the "forgotten" one, but the greatest legend of all. This is the tale of revenge, rebirth, and the unbreakable bonds of loyalty. In the end, even the heavens will tremble at the rise of Ji Wushuang, the immortal sword master who defied fate itself.

Trapped in a prison, unable to remember his past, Toll searches for a way to survive. This is a horror story that meanders through litrpg/tabletop rpg/puzzle game tropes, including saving princesses, gathering harems, and fighting for his life-all the while stuck in a cursed body (but not a werewolf) he can't always control. As dice are involved, I don't know where this will go.

Cynthia thought she had it all: wealth, family, friends, and a guy who loved her. She was actually happy in her life until everything turned into a worst nightmare, a man she loved. Victor and her best friend plotted against her; they killed her and took everything away from her. Cynthia was mercilessly shot on her wedding night. But it seemed like fate was on her side; she was saved by the most powerful man in the city, and when Cynthia woke up. All she wanted was vengeance, but can she defeat the man she loved with all her heart? Will she choose to forgive and love, or will she choose the most dangerous path of vengeance?