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What if you were transmigrated into the body of a villain who isn't even bulky but still is trash enough to be the reason for the death of his family? You, too, would curse him despite being him, right? Our Protagonist did that, too, but not for long. He isn't stupid- ...perhaps he is, but he learns from his mistakes. Inside being a character of a game that will soon be destroyed by the force otherworldly forces, the Protagonist will take action soon. In this journey from being in the body of trash to being the strongest to save the world to escape the game's reality, what can go wrong?

Ax Glazier. It's a name that instill fear on so many beings across the multiverse especially the gods. They afraid of this particular being that can destroy them anytime... Not a god nor a demon. Ax Glazier is a human who was a killing machine who'd kill whoever he was paid to. He was someone cold-hearted and merciless who have never giving mercy to any of his prey. That is, what makes him the terror of most beings in the multiverse.

Henry sole our average before reincarnation Mc is tired of living life on repeat. It seams the heavens heard his prayers because he was given the chance to live again in the world of Marvels but with some overpowered cheats This is like all marvels fanfics but l will try to not make it overly cringe like some The good however is even if it's bad it won't be as bad Chinese fanfics Ps this is my first novel

For centuries, humanity and demons have clashed in a war that defies time itself. With the help of the Devas, gods of light, humanity once found hope of peace. But the Demon Lord’s final curse shattered that balance, and now the eternal battle has spilled into the modern world, threatening everything once again. Aramiya Ryuu thought he was just a normal high school student—until the day his quiet life began to unravel. Strange occurrences, unsettling visions, and a mysterious flame awakening within him pull Ryuu into a dangerous conflict he never asked for. As he struggles to make sense of his newfound powers, he’s drawn into the war between demons and humanity—a war with stakes higher than he can imagine. Guided by Ryoko, a fierce girl who seems to know more about his powers than she lets on, and Seichii, his ever-loyal best friend, Ryuu must navigate a world of hidden truths, ancient magic, and devastating betrayal. But as Ryuu fights to protect those he loves, he begins to uncover the secrets of his past—secrets that could reshape his destiny and tip the scales of the eternal war. With the fate of humanity hanging by a thread and powerful forces closing in, Ryuu must decide: will he rise as the hero the world needs, or will he be consumed by the flames of his own power? In a story where past and present collide, and love and vengeance intertwine, the eternal war begins anew.

Join the story of five new gods and their creation, as they try and navigate and understand their universe while making sure their own world is safe from any outside danger. Disclaimer: If you expect things should just work out for the main characters, this isn't the novel for you. My antagonist are people with thought and their own plans, they are capable of adjusting if things don't work out their way. Have a fun time reading.

Unruly gods Caelum, Lucius, and Riven were banished to the mortal world for raging countless wars in the immortal realm. For a thousand years, their immortal souls wandered aimlessly. Until a young boy heard their voices.

An Hao deu um pulo, achando que tinha morrido, mas para sua surpresa, quando abriu os olhos, viu-se de volta ao ano de 1985. Para viver uma segunda vida, ela teria que suportar novamente os abusos da madrasta e da meia-irmã, o desgosto da sogra e o desprezo da cunhada, e a traição da sua melhor amiga que corajosamente se tornou a outra apenas para lhe dar um tapa na cara e subir na escala social? Ela deveria terminar sua miserável vida na pobreza mais uma vez? A resposta de An Hao foi, "Coma! Merda! Não!" Ela estava determinada a fazer algo de si mesma, a enriquecer aproveitando seu conhecimento e almejar uma vida abastada. Desta vez, ela seria a irmã mais velha protetora que reformaria seu inútil irmão mais novo que teve uma morte miserável, e a esposa virtuosa para compensar sua negligência passada com o marido! Ela não deixaria esta vida se desperdiçar no desespero! Uma amiga maliciosa? Cobiçando seu homem? De jeito nenhum! Vá passear onde for mais refrescante! Cof cof, como ela não percebeu em sua vida passada que esse "Rei do Inferno Estoico" era tão indecente. Decente? Você teve sua cota de decência durante o dia.

One ordinary day, the world was plunged into chaos. The gods, bored with watching humanity live their mundane lives, decided to turn Earth into their personal game. Every country was teleported into different locations within a massive dungeon the size of a nation, where monstrous creatures roamed and survival was anything but guaranteed. The rules were simple: Fight, adapt, or die. To make things "fair," each person was granted a unique ability. Some received overwhelming power, while others were cursed with useless skills. Kaito Arakawa was one of the unlucky ones. His ability, Skill Fusion, had incredible potential—but there was one problem. He had no abilities to fuse. Deemed worthless, abandoned, and left to die, Kaito's fate seemed sealed—until he discovered a hidden ruin buried beneath the dungeon. Trapped inside with nothing but his wits, he was forced to endure unimaginable suffering, using intelligence and sheer willpower to survive against the horrors within. And when he finally conquered the ruin, he was granted something far greater than a mere ability—a system unlike any other. Now reborn as a predator in a world where only the strong survive, Kaito will carve his path to power. He will hunt, evolve, and rise from the depths of despair. And when the time comes, he will make the gods regret ever making him part of their game. "You wanted entertainment? Then watch closely. Because I’m going to break your little game."

Spaceships. Orbital stations. Virtual worlds. Incomprehensible aliens. A pan-galactic society where humanity is a minority. Humanoid robots. Artificial intelligences. Journeys beyond the universe. Time travel. Psi powers. Space battles. Distant gods. Video games. Servers where one can live their afterlife. Utopian societies. The Blind Gods have all this and more.

Jacob Brown spent his old life chasing success, only to be crushed by failure at every turn. Now, reborn as 14-year-old Leo Mantine in a steampunk world where magic fuels invention and danger lurks behind progress, he’s given a second chance to carve out a future worth fighting for. But survival won’t come easy. From shadowy factions pulling the strings of society to secrets buried in ancient ruins, Leo must navigate a world where power is everything—and the weak are left behind. Armed with newfound abilities and the lessons of his past life, he’ll have to outthink, outmaneuver, and outlast those who would see him fail again. In a world of gears, sorcery, and ambition, will he finally rise above his failures—or will history repeat itself?

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live in a world without hope? A world ruled by the strong, where mercy and love are forgotten, and betrayal is inevitable? A world where gods have abandoned their creation, leaving no one to punish evil or save the innocent? A broken world, devoid of divine intervention. For Alexius Anderian, this is no fantasy. Once a tyrant in the game Broken World of Gods, he reveled in power, controlling everything with an iron fist. But when he transmigrated into this very world, he quickly discovered that reality was far crueler than any game. Betrayed by his own NPC creation, Alexius was tortured and left for dead. Somehow, he survived—but the world he now faces is unlike anything he could have imagined. Stripped of everything he once knew, Alexius must rebuild his strength and uncover the truth behind his arrival in this broken world. The world of Broken World of Gods is no longer just a game. It’s his new reality, and his past as a tyrant means nothing in the face of the relentless enemies who now hunt him. But power is not easily earned. In a world without gods, Alexius must claw his way to the top, seeking revenge against those who betrayed him while uncovering the dark forces that manipulate the fate of this world. With his survival at stake, Alexius must decide: Can he reclaim his former strength and unravel the mystery of his fate, or will he be consumed by the very world he once controlled?

In a world where gods are myths and legends are half-truths, Kaelen embarks on a perilous journey to uncover an ancient mystery buried beneath centuries of deception. When he unlocks a forgotten power sealed within an obsidian tomb, he discovers a terrifying truth—the gods were never what they seemed. Haunted by visions of a war beyond time and pursued by forces that seek to silence him, Kaelen must decipher the meaning behind the entity’s chilling words: "We were never the first. We were only the last." As cosmic forces stir and forgotten horrors awaken, Kaelen and his reluctant companion, Dorian, race against time to prepare for an impending reckoning. What lies beyond the void is watching… and it is coming. Perfect for fans of dark fantasy, ancient mysteries, and epic world-building, Gods of the Forgotten Realm is an unforgettable tale of power, deception, and the thin line between divinity and oblivion.

The clock ticked past midnight, each second echoing like a hammer in the hollow silence of the apartment. Rain lashed against the windows, the storm outside mirroring the tempest brewing in Emily’s chest. She sat rigid on the couch, her fingers digging into the upholstery, eyes fixed on the door. David’s keys jingled in the lock, his laughter—warm and carefree—seeping through the wood before he did. He stumbled in, tie askew, the sharp tang of bourbon on his breath. But it wasn’t the alcohol that made her stomach churn. It was the cloying sweetness of jasmine perfume clinging to his collar—a scent that didn’t belong to her. “Where have you been?” Emily’s voice trembled, though she’d rehearsed the question a hundred times in her head. David froze, his smile dissolving. “Work ran late. You know how it is.” “Work ends at six, David. It’s *midnight*.” She stood, her legs unsteady. “And since when do you wear lipstick to the office?” His hand flew to the smudge of crimson on his white sleeve—a shade too bold, too *alive* for the muted tones of their marriage. His face hardened. “You’re imagining things.” “Am I?” She stepped closer, the jasmine scent now suffocating. “Or is it *Jane* from accounting? The one who ‘just needs your help’ every time I call?” His laugh was a cold blade. “You’re paranoid. Always picking fights—” “Paranoid?” Her voice cracked. “You haven’t touched me in months! You come home smelling like *her*, lying to my face—” “Enough!” He slammed his fist on the table, a vase rattling. “I’m tired of your nagging! What do you even do all day? Sit here and wait to accuse me?” The words struck deeper than any slap. Emily’s breath hitched. “I gave up my career for you. For *us*—” “Us?” He sneered. “There *is* no ‘us.’ Just you, digging through my things like a desperate—” She didn’t see his hand move. The crack of his palm against her cheek split the air, her head snapping sideways. She stumbled, clutching the wall as the taste of copper bloomed on her tongue. David loomed over her, his eyes wild, foreign. “You… you pushed me to this,” he hissed, grabbing his coat. “Clean yourself up. You’re pathetic.” The door slammed. Emily slid to the floor, tears mingling with the blood on her lip. Outside, thunder roared. But beneath the pain, a spark ignited—a flicker of defiance. Her gaze landed on the shattered vase, its jagged pieces glinting in the lamplight. *Pathetic.* The word echoed, twisting into a vow. She would rise. Not for him. Not for “us.” But to make him regret the day he underestimated the woman he’d reduced to ashes. -**Chapter One: The Scent of Betrayal (Continued)** The air hung thick with venom. David’s chest heaved, his earlier bravado fraying at the edges. Emily wiped her bleeding lip with the back of her hand, her eyes blazing. “You think Jane *wants* you?” she spat, her voice a razor. “Or does she just pity the man who needs to steal confidence from a bottle and affairs to feel alive?” David’s jaw twitched. “Shut up.” “Why? Because it’s true?” She laughed, cold and sharp. “You’re a cliché, David. A middle-aged fraud in a tailored suit. Even your *precious* promotion—did you earn it, or did you cry your way into it like you did when your father called you a disappointment?” He lunged forward, but she sidestepped, her words relentless. “Jane must be desperate. Or blind. Tell me, does she know you couldn’t even—” “I said *shut up*!” he roared, his composure crumbling. “Couldn’t even *what*?” she taunted, stepping closer. “Finish a sentence? A marriage? Or is that why you’re so bad in—” The slap exploded like a gunshot. Emily’s head whipped sideways, her body crumpling to the floor. The world blurred—a kaleidoscope of shattered glass and spinning shadows. Her cheek burned, but worse was the silence that followed, broken only by her shaky breaths.

Lunneta, the high princess of the Light Crescent Clan, has been pampered all her life. Her life takes a sudden turn when she meets Kian, the prince of the Dark Crescent clan. A friendship develops between them, which later blossoms into love. However, their relationship is forbidden by the two clans, leading to disapproval from their parents. Banished from their worlds and sent to the human world with lost memories, Kian and Lunneta must navigate their love story as they search for each other once again. "Hmm... so small, like a tomato. I wonder if it tastes the same," Kian muttered randomly, touching two pointed things in front of him. "You... Shameless," she said, kneading him in the balls. This is a story about friendship, love, and family.

The God of Peace Rados lived in tranquility not fighting in the heavenly war between Order and Chaos. Until the fighting one day caught up to him and he died. After having meditated for so long, Rados had reached the pinnacle of magic and resurrected himself into the body of a human. --------------------------------------------------------------- This is my first novel, so I'm sorry for any mistakes. I still hope that you can enjoy the story. Thank you. -Astro

In a world plagued by monstrous horrors and unknown threats, every citizen is forced to hide indoors at exactly 11 PM, as danger strikes unpredictably. A selfish, curious young man is suddenly transmigrated into this treacherous world, unaware of the rules governing survival. After a near-death encounter with a terrifying creature, he is saved by two strangers—an enigmatic girl and a determined boy—who introduce him to a hidden refuge and the truth of the world.

I came to this island thinking it would be peaceful—just a quiet place to clear my head. But there’s something here, something that doesn’t feel right. It started with little things, things I could almost ignore. But now… now I’m in too deep. And I don’t know if I’m getting out.

In a world where magic isn’t just a tool but the very fabric of existence, young Poll Nightvale is about to flip the script—and maybe the universe—on its head. Don’t let his unassuming name fool you. Poll is no background character. Behind that innocent, wide-eyed look lies a sneaky bastard with manipulation skills sharp enough to sell ice to a frost giant. Combine that with badass scientific know-how, and you’ve got someone who can outwit a council of wizards and build a mana-powered doomsday device before breakfast. When Poll awakens to his dormant mana powers, he quickly learns that magic isn’t all sparkles and fun. It’s unruly, chaotic, and dangerously addictive—kind of like him. But instead of sticking to the traditional methods, Poll decides to chart his own course, blending arcane arts with cutting-edge science to create something entirely new. Of course, this path is littered with explosive experiments, accidental genius, and more than a few plans that sound insane… until they work. Things take a dark turn when Poll stumbles upon mana corruption, a sinister force that twists and warps everything it touches. This isn’t just a challenge—it’s a world-ending catastrophe in the making. But does Poll panic? Nope. He smirks, rolls up his sleeves, and gets to work. Armed with his sharp mind, dubious charm, and a team of loyal (and occasionally exasperated) companions, he sets out to tackle the impossible. As Poll grapples with the forces of mana and his own chaotic ambitions, he learns that being a hero isn’t about playing by the rules. It’s about bending them, breaking them, and occasionally rewriting them entirely. Because when the stakes are this high, and the odds this slim, you need someone who can think outside the box—and maybe set it on fire for good measure. Join Poll Nightvale on a journey of explosive discovery, cunning schemes, and chaotic brilliance as he forges his destiny, one sneaky move at a time. In a world teetering on the edge of destruction, he’s not just a beacon of hope—he’s the unpredictable spark that sets everything into motion. "Can’t wait for the next chapter? Unlock early access and read new chapters before everyone else! Plus, join exclusive polls to shape the future of the story and enjoy behind-the-scenes content. Your support keeps this story alive and growing—be part of the journey! --> coming soon"

In a world ruled by gods—ancient Greek gods, elemental deities, and even angels and devils—mortals are mere pawns in the hands of the divine. For centuries, humans have bowed before these gods, their fates decided by the whims of immortal beings. But not all mortals are content to be ruled. Amidst this divine hierarchy, Elias stands as a broken man, consumed by rage and a thirst for revenge. His family was slaughtered by the strongest of the gods, a being so powerful, so terrifying, that no mortal could even comprehend their true strength. Elias was left for dead, the ruins of his home smoldering as his family perished in the divine purge. All he has now is hatred and a singular goal: to gain power—enough to challenge the god who took everything from him. His only hope lies in the Trial, a legendary dungeon created by the gods themselves. This dungeon is rumored to grant immense power to those who can survive its challenges, but there’s a catch: only the strongest can endure the Trial’s horrors. Though Elias is weak, his burning desire for vengeance has awakened something within him—a mysterious ability known as Absorption. Whenever he kills an enemy, he can absorb their power, taking their strength for his own. But each victory comes with its own toll, and as Elias grows stronger, he learns that absorbing too much power can come at a great cost. As he ventures into the Trial, Elias faces not only the powerful creatures of the dungeon but also divine obstacles set in place by the gods to protect their secrets. But with every challenge he overcomes, his power grows, and he begins to uncover the dark truth behind his family’s murder—the identity of the god who killed them. With his newfound strength and a thirst for vengeance, Elias must decide whether to continue down the path of revenge, or to challenge the very gods who rule over the world. But time is running out, and the gods are not so easily slain. Will Elias become the harbinger of a new era—one where gods no longer reign—or will he succumb to the trials and his own dark ambitions? --- Genres: Action, Fantasy, Drama, Revenge, Adventure Themes: Power, Revenge, Corruption, Divine Politics, Betrayal

As a human, I should be miles away from any large shifter event. Especially the annual Mate Hunt. A hunt for mates. Doesn't that sound barbaric? Yeah, it's as bad as it sounds. Several packs in the area gather as their newly minted adult wolves shift. Females are let into the woods first and are given an hour's head start, just before sundown. Then it's time for the males, ostensibly thrown out to hunt down the scent of their fated (or chosen) mates. It isn't an event for the faint of heart, and it's definitely no place for someone who can't shift. So why the fuck am I here, running my little human heart out, chased by what sounds like an entire pack of wolves? Great question. I don't know, either. But I'm here. Surrounded by howls fueled by the thrill of the hunt. Feet bleeding. Lungs freezing. I am so fucked. ---- R18. Dark themes, including but not limited to: Murder, attempted murder, a stack of dead bodies, betrayal, mild sociopathy, an ML who appears to bathe in red flags despite his favorite color being green, an unwarranted hatred of blueberry muffins, and pillow thievery.

En un mundo destruido por la mano de los dioses, donde los humanos son meras piezas de ajedrez en un juego cósmico, Kael es un hombre que desafía su destino. Tras ser retornado al pasado, su memoria intacta de los horrores futuros, Kael descubre el "Sistema de la Rebelión", una fuerza que lo conecta con el poder de aquellos que se han rebelado contra los dioses. Con una marca ardiente en su muñeca y cicatrices de batallas perdidas, su lucha por la supervivencia lo llevará a enfrentarse a monstruos, aliados inesperados, y, finalmente, a los mismos dioses que han despojado a la humanidad de su libertad. ¿Podrá Kael cambiar el curso del futuro y romper las cadenas que atan a su mundo? La rebelión comienza, y el juego de los dioses está a punto de cambiar para siempre.

Alistair Lockwood is a man of reason. A seasoned investigator specializing in missing persons, he prides himself on his ability to uncover the truth, no matter how deeply it is buried. But when he is called to investigate the disappearance of Lord Edgar Whitmore a reclusive aristocrat with a penchant for the occult, his world begins to unravel. Locked inside Whitmore’s study, Alistair finds more than mere evidence of a missing nobleman. Cryptic writings scrawl across parchment in languages that should not exist. Sketches of impossible geometry twist and shift when he looks away. As he delves deeper, Alistair awakens something ancient, something vast. A voice stirs at the edges of his thoughts, neither malicious nor kind, simply performing its function. A system offering knowledge beyond human understanding, skills that bend the very fabric of reality. But with every answer, the world around him grows stranger. Time slips. Faces change. The air itself hums with something unseen. The more he learns, the more the world distorts, revealing truths no man was meant to know. He is no longer just an investigator; he is a witness, a participant in something far greater than himself. But there is no turning back. Because the deeper he goes, the more he might come to understand that maybe Lord Whitmore did not simply disappear. Maybe he escaped….and Alistair may soon wish he had done the same.

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Mortallia—a world born and destroyed by war in an endless cycle. With the rise of magic, countless conflicts erupted as people pursued power. In the end, a group known as the 'Gladiators' emerged to protect the people and restore peace to this decaying world. However, years ago, all the original members suddenly disappeared, leaving the world to fend for itself once more. Yet, a new group chose to take up the mantle left by the heroes of the past, striving to bring peace once again to a world plagued by conflict. Can Arthur, a 16-year-old boy, achieve his goal of making a difference in this conflict, or will he become just another forgotten figure like so many before him?

Have you ever wondered, beneath the dazzling neon lights of the city, there are monsters lurking from ancient myths? Have you ever wondered, high above in the moonlit sky, stand gods watching over humanity? Have you ever wondered, amidst the bustling crowds of the modern world, there are extraordinary beings walking the earth in place of gods? In a world ruled by humans, countless strange forces lie in wait. In the forbidden zones of life, where no one dares to go, ancient gods reside. But where have the gods of the Great Xia gone? In this world that belongs to humans, the "mystery" must be eradicated!

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They say myths are just myths, but in the world of unnatural myths are everything. I've always seen the unnatural, I seen two worlds in one, labeled crazy I kept it a secret, until the day I was stolen from my home and forced to learn the ways of living with the unnatural.

Ten thousand years ago, the sky shattered, the earth bled, and reality screamed. Gods and awakeners clashed against horrors that should not exist......things that twisted minds, devoured souls, and laughed at the concept of death. The world did not win. It survived. The Veil Barrier was forged, sealing away the nightmares at an unfathomable cost. Time passed. The world forgot. But the barrier is rotting. Cracks spread. Whispers crawl. Monsters pour through, dragging something far worse behind them. And in the midst of it all, something else stirs. Not a hero. Not a villain. Not a god. A being that should not exist. One even the horrors feared. The world thinks it won the war. It was wrong.