Akatsuki Blitzkampf Blitz Tank

Chen Xiaoyun, an orphan from Guangzhou, China, once met a girl who looked remarkably like him. Before he could learn more about her, a deadly virus was unleashed around the globe. Humans turned into creatures straight out of video games and movies, and zombies and mutants roamed the streets with no one to stop them. From tanks to jockeys to even invisible zombies and mutated dogs. The mutations are just endless. "Why is there a zombie apocalypse just as I find my family? And why can I suddenly create things from thin air?" Will Xiaoyun survive the chaos with the new people he meets along the way? Will he use his newfound abilities to bring peace to a devastated world? Or perhaps he will just take another nap in the bed like a lazy pig—— "Shut up. How am I supposed to do anything when you keep throwing women at me?" ____________ Author's note: The main character grows as the story develops. Although he's very naive from the beginning, he matures a lot as the story progresses. There is no NTR or Yuri unless you consider the main character's woman sharing his 'stuff' in a threesome as Yuri, in which case I have nothing for you. Some of the love interests are related to the main character. Discord server if you want to talk or have questions: https://discord.gg/hnXMFwfVR3

"When your gacha waifues are real but so are the monsters." Leon had finally made it. After nearly a decade of surviving off instant noodles and blind faith in himself, he created the most chaotic, soul-crushing, and waifu-filled gacha game the world had ever seen. Then he sold it, bought a Bugatti, and hit the road to touch grass like any gamer should. Of course, the universe didn’t let that slide. How can a Gamer touch grass? One glowing portal. One crash. One very unexpected reincarnation later—he wakes up in his own game world. A world crawling with mutated, Abyssal beasts, corrupted cities, and a virus that’s slowly wiping out the population, especially males. A world where men are protected assets, female-led militaries run everything, and of course, there is also another world that is fully Corrupted connected to his new world. Now bound to a mysterious SSS-Rank Dungeon that activates when he sleeps, Leon has one goal: survive and become stronger. Which is easier said than done when every death comes with boosted pain, his system is still syncing, and half the girls he designed could probably bench-press a tank. But hey—at least they’re hot and lovable. That's what matters in the end anyways. .... Just a heads up. This novel will be an amalgamation of everything with action, adventure, waifues, gacha game world building and all, comedy, harem, character interactions, emotional moments, desparation moments cuz it's apocalyptic world bruh. A good lore and all too. Smut will be less as I want to focus more on their character development and interaction in the harem rather than just sex. Also, there will be Yuri in harem when MC is present and all. So you're warned.

Sie gab ihren Traum, als Ballerina auf der Bühne zu stehen, für ihn auf. Sie opferte ihre Selbstachtung - für ihn. Sie vergaß ihre wahre Identität - für ihn. Aber selbst nach all dem konnte sie sich nicht mit der Frau vergleichen, die Ryans Herz hielt. Arwen Quinn, Erbin der angesehenen Quinn-Familie, erkannte zu spät, dass sie, egal was sie tat, Ryans Liebe niemals gewinnen würde. Die Zukunft, die sie erwartete, war ein Leben gefangen im endlosen Elend einer lieblosen Ehe. Also beendet sie entschlossen ihre Beziehung und geht weg. Was sie nicht erwartet hatte, war, dass sie mit der Trennung von Ryan die Tür für Aiden geöffnet hatte, in ihr Leben zu treten - eine Chance, auf die er gewartet hatte. Aiden Winslow, ein rätselhafter CEO, ist nicht nur mysteriös - er ist entschlossen und wird sich Arwen nicht wieder wegnehmen lassen. ____ Auszug: Aiden verengte die Augen: "Bist du dir da sicher?" "Wenn ich mir nicht sicher wäre, hätte ich nicht gefragt", antwortete Arwen kühl. "Hör auf zu trödeln. Wenn du nicht bereit bist, werde ich jemanden finden, der die Heiratsurkunden noch heute besorgen kann." Seine Miene verfinsterte sich, als er sie an sich zog. "Wenn es mir angeboten wird, gehört es mir allein." Unbeeindruckt fragte Arwen: "Also, nimmst du an? Wenn ja, dann holen wir jetzt die Urkunden." "Unter einer Bedingung", sagte er. "Ich schließe keine Vertragsehe. Die Frau, die ich heirate, wird die Frau sein, mit der ich mein Bett teile. Wenn du einverstanden bist, dann werden wir..." "Kein Problem. Lass uns gehen", sagte Arwen, ohne ihn ausreden zu lassen, und zog ihn in das Standesamt.

Cole Smith sat alone in his apartment. Relishing in his own sorrow. As he looked at the rankings of the MMO he had dedicated his entire life into playing. Although his entire life was only a sorrowful 23 years of age. It still meant a lot to him. He had spent 5 years playing the MMO ‘Arcadia’ a game built off the Arcadian engine, an incredible generation that formed an entire world through lines of code in mere weeks. And the world was manipulated as players advanced through it. Cole was a beta tester. Who had obtained a meek Paladin class. The Arcadian engine even had unique classes for every player. But Cole’s was probably the weakest in the game. Even as a tank. Yet he still fought. He made his way to the top ranks, even standing at number 1 for a time. Only to be struck down by a new age of battle mages, classes that were practically one man armies, who quickly flooded the ranks. Once the leaderboards changed, he wasn’t even in the top 10 anymore, and he received an email from the company that made Arcadia. Asking him if he wanted a second chance…only to wake up inside of the world of the game the next day.

Welcome to NecroCorp – Where War is Always in Stock! "Now with 15% off main battle tanks, because peace is bad for business." Hello, traveler! Looking for a bone-forged sword? A modular mana cannon? Perhaps... a discounted main battle tank for your next kingdom raid? Oh wait, you're not a customer, you're a reader. Right. This is probably where I give you my "tragic backstory." Fine. I used to be human. Then I died. Now I'm a Lich with a factory in a dead dungeon, a skeleton workforce that doesn't need lunch breaks, salaries, and a magical system that rewards me for selling stuff. So, I did what any sane undead would do: I started an arms corporation. Now I sell weapons to orcs, goblins, elves, humans, anyone with a grudge and a pile of magic stones. Need siege engines? Got 'em. Crossbows that reload themselves? Yup. Flamethrower golems? In development. But here's the trick: you can’t sell weapons if there’s no war. So when the world started calming down... well, I may have encouraged a few border skirmishes. For marketing purposes. Nothing personal. War drives demand, after all. So, if you're here for drama, explosions, undead capitalism, and morally questionable business strategies wrapped in bone and steel, you’ve come to the right dungeon. Just don’t ask about the warranty. There isn’t one that lived to tell and ask about it.

Earth—once a place where all species lived, whether through peace or violence, with one universal truth: everyone was equal. That truth shattered when they arrived . It began when something fell—giant black orbs, crashing into the hearts of major cities across every country. No one knew what they were. But what emerged from them changed everything. From those impact sites came creatures of pure darkness, beings that devoured light—not just the kind that brightened streets or homes, but the very light in people’s eyes. Hope. Will. Life. Fear spread like wildfire. Humanity's greatest weapons—tanks, missiles, even nuclear force—meant nothing. You can't kill the void with fire. You can't destroy something born to erase. For years, the world fell. And then... a miracle. From the ruins, certain people began to awaken with powers. No reason. No explanation. But they could fight. They could hold the darkness back. And in their defiance, humanity found something it had lost: Hope. But hope is fragile. A thousand years have passed. The monsters never stopped, and the world never truly recovered. The great cities of the old world remain buried under ash and shadow. Humanity, broken and tired, stopped trying to rebuild them. Instead, they forged new cities—small, scattered sanctuaries stitched together from the remnants of civilization. Now, the world is ruled by those who have risen to the pinnacle of their abilities—warriors, wielders of impossible power, some spoken of as gods in mortal flesh. But even gods can tremble. Because everything is about to change. All because of one person. Devon.

They shattered his life. Now, he’ll break the world. Ethan had it all, until his best friend and the woman he loved betrayed him, leaving him crippled and forgotten. Three years of suffering later, he clawed his way to one final, desperate act… and the universe answered. A hidden quest. A second chance. A return to the moment everything began. Now, Ethan is back, on the eve of Ethereal’s launch, the world’s first fully immersive VR game and the battlefield where legends are forged. Last time, he played fair. This time? He’s armed with years of knowledge: every exploit, every secret quest, every broken mechanic that will let him climb straight to the top. But when he logs in, something is off. The system forces him into an unwanted class—Druid, the game’s biggest joke. The kind of class people pick as a dare and regret immediately. Yet as Ethan digs deeper, the truth shakes him. [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Divine Bloodline: King of Elves!] Ethan stared at the screen, unblinking. “…The hell?” The Druid class was a jack-of-all-trades, master of none—a scattered mess of abilities that mimicked other classes but never truly excelled. Their bear form lacked the raw defense of a proper tank. Their panther form was weaker than a rogue. Their healing fell short of a priest, and their magic couldn’t compare to a mage’s devastating spells. Most players abandoned the class early, realizing they could never compete at the highest level. And yet, Ethan’s stats are off the charts. His talents are absurd. His potential is beyond anything he’s ever seen. The system has given him something no other Druid ever had—a divine bloodline, legendary abilities, and a growth rate that defies logic. If Druids were meant to be weak, then Ethan was the exception that would rewrite history. He’s not just here to reclaim his throne. He’s here to take everything. Factions will rise. Empires will fall. The strongest will thrive, and the weak will perish. And the ones who betrayed him? They won’t live to do it again.

France, 1934. The scars of the Great War still shape the military minds of the Third Republic. Trapped in the past, its generals place their faith in fortifications and defensive warfare, while across the Rhine, a new German army rises, faster, deadlier, and ready to crush everything in its path. Into this world awakens Captain Étienne Moreau, a man who should not exist. He remembers another life, one where France falls in 1940, where German tanks storm through the Ardennes, bypassing the Maginot Line. One where his country surrenders in a matter of weeks. But here, now, he has a chance to stop it. As an officer in the 2nd Armored Division, he fights for reforms: pushing for mobile tank warfare, warning of Hitler’s growing ambitions, and challenging the high command’s obsession with World War I tactics. Yet, his ideas are dismissed as radical, madness from a young officer who "thinks he knows war." Surrounded by political intrigue, military infighting, and rising fascism, Moreau must carefully navigate the system, winning allies among future leaders like Charles de Gaulle, while avoiding suspicion from the French High Command. His knowledge is a double-edged sword, if he is too aggressive, he risks being labeled a traitor. If he does nothing, he will live to see France burn. As war draws closer, Moreau faces a terrifying question: Can history be changed? Or is France doomed to fall, no matter what he does? Time is running out. The Blitzkrieg is coming. And he may be France’s last chance to fight back. -------------- Join my Discord Server. https://discord.gg/jma9zt3eNs

One trivial day, the world has suddenly turned into chaos as zombies appeared from every major city on the planet. Millions were killed each day and the world government collapsed in just one day. But among all of that, one person, Advik Bhardwaj, awakened a system that allows him to summon weapons like pistols, assault rifles, even heavy weaponry such as tanks and helicopters, IFVs, Fighter Aircrafts. Will he be able to save himself from the zombies or die trying?

#PostApocalyptic #SciFi #Adventure #HybridWar #Mythic #Biopunk Before the fall, there was a choice. Before the monsters, there was a man. In the shadow of Mount Banahaw, deep beneath the soil, Dr. Rhane Wu—last in the bloodline of Dr. Henry Wu—awakens a system that was never meant to be touched. The Codex Prime was designed to archive life. Rhane rewires it to replace evolution. Buried in sealed tanks are hybrids, twisted fusions of predator and anomaly. Among them lies XENOVORAX, still sleeping—still dreaming. But the jungle remembers. And so does JIRUUN—a Warden-class entity born not from man, but from something older. Something watching. As global systems blink out, genetic failsafes rupture, and ARKHIVE prepares for a new host, Rhane records one final Codex entry. “We tried to resurrect the past. But the future had teeth.” This is not a tale of redemption. This is the prelude to extinction. “The world didn’t end with man. It began after him.”

Three years ago, the sky tore open — not with thunder or fire, but with silence. A scar spread across the heavens, and then the gates arrived. First in Japan. Then Poland, China, Congo… and finally, Turkey. Those who stepped through were never the same. The world changed overnight. Classes. Levels. Abilities. A System that granted unimaginable power to ordinary people. Nations collapsed, armies evolved, and a new kind of warrior emerged. In Turkey, Gate 05 opened near the Taurus Mountains. It reshaped the military. Two years of brutal, mandatory training began. Not to create soldiers — but survivors. Only those deemed “compatible” by the System would be granted a class. Boran was one of them. But while others were given choices — mages, lightning-fast assassins, spellblades, gunslingers— he received only one word: Tank. No glory. No flair. Just a shield, a body, and the promise of pain. Tanks are the first to bleed and the last to be thanked. But what if one of them refused to be disposable? What if he turned the weakest role into something unstoppable? This is the story of a man who took the system’s worst hand… and forced the world to play by his rules. He didn't choose his class. But he will choose how far it goes. --------------------------- Good to Evil. Soft-Ecchi and Soft-Harem. Check Patreon for Discord https://www.patreon.com/c/mrmeowmeow04

* New Chapters Every Tuesday and Saturday* In the frostbitten North, a boy with a emerald eyes walks a path shaped by war, silence, and something darker beneath the snow. Twelve-year-old Viktor is not a hero...yet. Raised in isolation by a quiet warrior with strange powers, he learns to read more than just books: the cold, the silence, and the weight of decisions. When invaders take the northern stronghold, Viktor is pulled into a quiet war-one fought not by armies, but by shadows. Infiltration's. Puppets without souls. A city that smiles while it rots from within. Guided by Kaavi, his mentor, and joined by a group of deadly yet disciplined fighters, Viktor’s journey begins with a mission to reclaim what has already been lost. But the deeper they go, the more he begins to understand: there is no clean line between monsters and men. This is a slow-burning tale of subtle powers, moral choices, and survival behind enemy lines. A grounded fantasy of quiet tension, gradual growth, and the cost of control.

I was never meant to be a hero. If I never became a firefighter... Maybe he'd still be alive. I froze during my first fire, and it may have cost my father his life. I should have died, but too much happened. Too fast. The moment I hit the ground, bleeding and burning… the system chose me. Now, I'm a tank on the frontlines. A vanguard in another world, summoned to fight the horde. They say "The Horde" guards a portal that consumes everything it touches. But if I’m going to redeem myself and see my dad again, it has to be through the fire. Again... Because this time, I’m not letting anyone else die. Even if it kills me first. --------------------------------------------------- Chapter Schedule: Daily (Around 1500 words per chapter)

After a humiliating scandal tanks her once bright career, former child star Selene Grey gets a second chance in an highly anticipated drama. But as she’s ready to reclaim the spotlight, things go horribly wrong. Christopher Hart is everything the media claims he is, calm, composed and dangerously charming. But behind the cameras, he’s hiding something, something not quite human. When Selene is attacked and discovers that Christopher is a werewolf, her world unravels and she is trapped between the new world of supernaturals and a new change for fame. After all, everyone in this industry’s just acting. Most especially the monsters. #werewolf #vampire #scandal "Selene, I'm not trying to kill you. Just open the door so we can talk, please." "Oh wow. How generous of you." I rolled my eyes. "Hey babe, I'm not here to kill you, just to casually drink your blood and then gaslight you about it later." "Oh, so you do remember?" Shit. "You're being unreasonable." Unreasonable? Me? "You literally grew fangs and decided to have me as appetizer, now, you managed to stalk me and get my address and I'm the unreasonable one?" I heard him mutter a prayer. "Please, open the door." That sounded like a threat. I didn't like that. "Does garlic work against you?" "I'm not a freaking vampire." "Then what are you?" I yelled. "I promise, I'm not going to bite you. Please, just open the door and hear me out." "You're not going to bite me?" I asked cautiously. "No." "Are you lying?" "…No?"

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me. And then my PC exploded. I died. Irony, thou art a cruel mistress. But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns. “This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me. “Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared. I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes. Oh, this was going to be fun. __________________________________________________ Hey everyone! I'm looking to expand my reader base by posting here on WN. My penname is Alfir (or Alfir2 on RR). Unfortunately, I lost access to my main account, so this is my new one. If you’ve read my works before, I’d really appreciate your support again! If you enjoy my stories and want to read more, you can also check out my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/Alfir Thanks for your time, and I hope you enjoy my works! Let’s keep the stories going!

I just wanted a quiet life. A little cottage in the countryside. Maybe an apple orchard. A lazy dog named Bento. That was the dream. What I got instead? – A medieval fantasy world – A collapsing barony – And a debt the size of a dragon’s ass. Every time I try to quit, something worse shows up—trade wars, sword-swinging lunatics, princesses with investment portfolios, and demon lords pitching franchise models like it’s Shark Tank. I wanted a nap. Instead I’m reverse-engineering the economy, manipulating supply chains, and inventing products that shouldn’t exist in this world. Magic? Boring. Swords? Overrated. But a mana-crystal monopoly? Now that’s real power. I’m not a hero. I’m not some chosen genius. I’m just a tired bastard trying to retire… Without dying broke. Or accidentally founding an empire.

[Intelligence 1: In the trash can outside the wholesale market, there is an iced black tea bottle cap that can be scanned into an iPhone worth 4,399 yuan! ] [Intelligence 2: In the trash can at the entrance of the village in the city, there is a Longines Mini Dolce Vita series ladies watch worth 13,300 yuan in the interlayer of a light green women's down jacket! ] [Intelligence 3: The enamel basin you eat in will usher in a wave of traffic in the next week, and the price will skyrocket! It is recommended to stock up! ] [Intelligence 4: The coconut snail in the water tank of the Pangge Seafood Barbecue Stall in the village in the city contains a Melo Pearl worth 120,000 yuan! ] [Intelligence 5: A certain payment software can enjoy a 20% cash reduction for any transaction between 14:35 and 14:40 in the afternoon! ] [Intelligence 6: The beef rolls sold in the live broadcast room of a fitness anchor are synthetic beef, and you can get a compensation of 10 times the price of fake ones. ] [Intelligence: 7: A cold wave will appear in a week and last for a whole month. The price of fox and raccoon fur will rise sharply. It is recommended to stock up! ] [Intelligence 8: This year, Jiangjiazhuang has good weather and good harvests. Sweet potatoes will have a super bumper harvest, and the price will rise steadily! ] [Intelligence 9: A beef cattle sold in the livestock market has a natural bezoar weighing 1,000 grams! ] [Intelligence 10: Xiaoshahe Urban Village will be demolished in half a year! ] Relying on various money-making intelligence provided by the daily intelligence system. Jiang Tao has gradually achieved financial freedom from debt!

#Synopsis: ------------------------------------------------------ In the far future the planet earth is full, and thanks to 3 key technologies, genetic manipulation, cryosleep, and advanced space engines, humanity builds deep space spaceships and launch themselves to the unknown confines of space to forge a new future away from home. Follow our young engineer Erik as he starts on his first job at the young age of 60 years old in future earth where humans will live hundreds of years, he will reach an unknown place with his spaceship by accident and to survive he will have no choice but to explore alien structures and hunt dangerous monsters to get stronger, making alliances with the locals in more than friendly terms sometimes. ------------------------------------------------------ The protagonist is a young 60 years old "young" engineer, he's easy-going and a good guy, he's been trained so he will know what he's doing most of the time, in "Chapter 1 - A New Beginning" he will explain more, as a human from the future where bodies are just flesh containers, he's fairly openminded (kinda like "Altered Carbon" from Netflix, but different, you can go one day to a genetic center, pay, and get inside a liquid tank and then, the next time you open your eyes your body has already changed, then you get your ticket and go home just like that, but combat modifications would be regulated). ------------------------------------------------------ Hi, NirvanaPenguin here, suggestions on the story are welcome, this is a book I'm gonna write for fun and to get better at writing in preparation for a story I will start next year. ------------------------------------------------------ Discord: https://discord.gg/WPM7a4Dp4J Reddit: www.reddit.com/user/NirvanaPenguin/ Twitter: @NirvanaPenguin Post a review if you liked the book to help me get exposure, thanks. Wanna send me a tip? https://www.buymeacoffee.com/nirvanapenguin https://www.paypal.me/NirvanaPenguinBooks QR: https://i.ibb.co/0mt2RpJ/Nirvana-Penguin-Books-QR-TIPS.jpg ------------------------------------------------------ A quick heads-up about the tags: tags: FirstContact, alien, mystery, technology, AI, DesignedIntelligence, Waterworld, ARK, cooking, hunting, gathering, KingdomBuilding, alliances, leviathan, genetics, FromWeakToStrong, AlienReproduction, lewd, r18, genderswap, Futanari, HappySex, genetics, teaching, mechanics, FuturisticTechnologies, weakToStrong, cautiousProtagonist. ------------------------------------------------------ Dialog Settings: '...' --> mental dialog "..." --> out loud dialog [...] --> voice inside his head but it will be clear during the book, the story might be slow for some, but i didn't wanna do a "10 years later" kinda crap and then strong to go explore, but he will slowly get there. The book cover was drawn by myself(not the background though), I will try to make or pay someone to make a cooler one in the future though. ------- Spoiler?: Inspiration for the octopeople. - Asari from Mass Effect. - sea horses. - subnautica all beings reproduce that way.

Kashton Berry never believed the world when they called his father insane. Everyone, including his own mother, mocked Dr. Alan Berry's claims that merpeople were real. But Kash always knew his father had been chasing something bigger than myth. Determined to uncover the truth, Kash travels to the isolated island where his father spent his final years, only to discover a hidden underground lab, a 12-foot glass tank, and a trunk filled with notes on a species humanity refused to acknowledge. But nothing prepares him for what he finds next. A living, breathing merman, nothing like the creatures Kash had imagined. Not a monster. Not a myth. Something far more human, far more dangerous... and far more impossible to resist. As mystery unravels and undeniable tension simmers between captive and captor, Kash must face the truth: Some legends aren't meant to be studied. Some are meant to fall for. Get ready to dive deep into a world of dangerous secrets, unique mating rituals, and a merman with a unique c**k. A fantasy alien romance that will sweep you off your feet and leave you gasping for more.

In the blood-soaked shadow of Partition, two nations went to war—and never stopped fighting.** PART I: KASHMIR’S BLOODY DAWN (1947–1948) As the British Empire collapses, India and Pakistan are born in a frenzy of communal slaughter. Trains packed with massacred refugees crisscross Punjab, while in Lahore, **Jawaharlal Nehru** and **Muhammad Ali Jinnah** duel over Kashmir’s fate. When tribal raiders storm Srinagar, the Hindu Maharaja signs away his kingdom to India in exchange for salvation. But Pakistan strikes back—capturing Skardu Fort in a brutal siege and igniting the first war over the Himalayas. Amidst the chaos, a young Sikh farmer, **Kartar Singh**, loses his family to a Muslim mob and joins the Indian Army, vowing revenge. As the UN draws ceasefire lines, Kashmir lies divided, and the seeds of eternal hatred are sown. PART II: CLASH OF TITANS (1965) Eighteen years later, Pakistan launches *Operation Gibraltar*, infiltrating Kashmir to spark rebellion. When India retaliates, full-scale war erupts. In the skies, PAF legend **MM Alam** destroys five Indian jets in 30 seconds—an unmatched feat—while **Squadron Leader Sarfaraz Rafiqui** leads a suicidal raid on Halwara airbase. With guns jammed, Rafiqui stays airborne as a decoy so wingmen **Cecil Chaudhry** and **Younus Hussain** can escape, sacrificing himself to Indian flak. On the ground, **Major Raja Aziz Bhatti** defends Lahore’s BRB Canal for 120 hours without sleep, falling to a sniper’s bullet. As tanks burn at Chawinda and navies clash off Dwarka, both nations claim victory—but the Tashkent Agreement leaves Kashmir still bleeding. PART III: BIRTH OF BANGLADESH (1971) East Pakistan explodes in revolt. After Pakistan’s *Operation Searchlight* massacres Bengalis in Dhaka, India trains the *Mukti Bahini* guerrillas. At sea, Pakistan’s submarine *PNS Ghazi* mysteriously sinks on its own mines while hunting the INS Vikrant, and *PNS Hangor* avenges it by torpedoing the Indian frigate *INS Khukri*. In the skies, trainee pilot **Rashid Minhas** thwarts a hijack by Bengali defector Matiur Rahman, crashing his T-33 rather than let it reach India—earning Pakistan’s only air force Nishan-e-Haider. On the western front, 120 Indian soldiers hold off 3,000 Pakistanis at Longewala using jeep-mounted guns. When Dhaka falls, 93,000 Pakistani POWs surrender—humiliating a nation and birthing Bangladesh. PART IV: FROZEN CONFLICTS (1984–1999) In the icy hell of Siachen Glacier, India seizes the world’s highest battlefield by stealth. Soldiers freeze solid in their bunkers as Pakistan fuels insurgency in Kashmir. After Indira Gandhi is assassinated by her Sikh bodyguards and her son Rajiv falls to a Tamil bomb, nuclear tests in 1998 push the rivals to the brink. Then, in 1999, Pakistan infiltrates troops disguised as militants into Kargil’s peaks. **Captain Karnal Sher Khan**, the “Tiger of Tiger Hill,” decimates Indian assaults until an artillery shell tears him apart. **Lalak Jan**, a Pakistani soldier, fights alone for 24 hours with a machine gun, killing 12 Gurkhas before succumbing. When India storms Tiger Hill at point-blank range and the U.S. forces Pakistan’s retreat, soldiers are abandoned on the mountains—their bodies rotting in no-man’s-land. As General Musharraf seizes power in Islamabad, the war ends unresolved, leaving behind frozen graves and a question: *Will the next war go nuclear?*

By 1899, the Wild West was breathing its last breath. Civilization was sweeping across America, bringing industry, order—and the slow death of outlaws like the Van der Linde Gang. But fate had other plans. Jasper Wynn, a modern man, suddenly finds himself transmigrated into the body of Dutch van der Linde—right in the middle of the infamous Blackwater heist. Armed with knowledge of history (and a healthy hatred of tragic endings), Dutch isn’t planning to go out like he did in the game. Instead of riding toward ruin, he sets out to reform the gang, transform their future, and build an empire that will shake the foundations of the 20th century. Before World War I… Before tanks and aircraft become household names… Dutch plans to turn Guarma Island into the birthplace of the most powerful arms company in the world. He won’t just fight to survive—he’ll dominate. Dutch: "Mr. Milton, I have 50,000 tanks, 3,000 aircraft, and 500,000 soldiers. Don’t you think it’s time I ran for president?" Milton: "…" Dutch: "Arthur… we are invincible!" An outrageous retelling of Red Dead Redemption 2 where Dutch doesn’t just have a plan—he has a future.

Zentropy: Idle Monk, Accidental God In the hit VRMMO Eden Eternal: Online Rebirth Reboot Redux, players chase glory, power, and sweaty PvP leaderboards. Ren just wants to sit in a virtual hot spring with his cat and eat cold sushi. Armed with the oddball class Idle Monk, zero motivation, and a dangerously fluffy cat named Spam, Ren stumbles his way into legend status accidentally forming guilds, triggering divine events, and inspiring server-wide cults without ever meaning to. To the world, he’s Zentropy the glowing avatar of a hidden god class. To himself, he’s just a tired guy with auto-walk turned on and YouTube open on a second monitor. Featuring cursed chefs, worm whisperers, overly emotional tanks, and a guild that worships screenshots of him sitting this is the story of how doing nothing became the strongest play.

"The apocalypse came without warning. I woke up three days later... and the world was no longer ours." A rift tore through reality, overlapping Earth with a foreign dimension filled with horrors beyond comprehension. The strongest evolved, gaining flames, thunder, or psychic force. The weakest turned into corrupted husks—zombies wandering the night. But Lu Zhen? He wasn't chosen by the system. He wasn’t part of the evolution. Yet he awakened with something different—something mechanical. A whisper in his mind. Decompose metal. Absorb structure. Reforge function. From ruined skyscrapers to shattered tanks, everything metal became his. He didn't evolve through fire. He evolved through forging. Now the night belongs to monstrous things. The world has fallen. But one man walks the ashes… Rebuilding the future, one scrap at a time. "They evolve with fire. I build with metal."

The Second World War ended not in fire, but in compromise. A fragile peace was forged between the United States, the Soviet Union, and the Third Reich after Germany conquered most of Europe. With the formation of a United Nations dominated by four veto powers—USA, USSR, TR, and UK—the world avoided mutual destruction. But beneath this uneasy alliance, a new war brews: not for land or ideology, but for superiority of the human race itself. In the ashes of the old war, the Third Reich unveils Eric, a being born and bred in a laboratory—faster than bullets, stronger than tanks, and presented as the "true potential of the Aryan race." As panic ripples across the globe, the U.S. rushes to respond. Led by brilliant scientist Natalie, the CIA initiates Project Liberty, transforming returning war hero Logan into the American Sentinel—a patriotic symbol of hope in a world sliding toward chaos. In the East, the USSR crafts its answer: Nikolai, a guilt-ridden airman haunted by his past, is reborn through a pain-fueled transformation into the Red Guardian—a reluctant savior torn between duty to his nation and love for his family. As these superpowered icons rise, so do the shadows behind them: Greta, Eric's manipulative handler, schemes to rule the Reich as his empress. Rebecca, Logan’s estranged wife, seeks a life untouched by war’s long reach. Boris, a Soviet general, treats Nikolai as little more than propaganda. And hidden in the Arctic ice lies a secret that predates even Eric—the First Superman. When a global summit descends into fear and threats, and world leaders start falling mysteriously, it becomes clear that peace was only a pause. Eric seizes power in Germany and launches a new wave of conquest—first in the East, then West—threatening to turn the Earth into his empire. Caught in a three-way war between fascism, communism, and democracy, Logan and Nikolai must confront not only each other, but the deeper truth: Are they heroes of their nations, or prisoners of their flags? In the ruins of Moscow, as Eric stands poised to conquer all, the final battle will decide more than the fate of the world—it will determine what it means to be human in an age of gods.

What if one man could summon the entire military-industrial power of the early 20th century... in a medieval world? Hierd Die Grace awakens in a strange land, his past life a blur, but one thing is clear! He wields now a terrifying gift. Anything that existed in the 1900s towards the 1950s. Whether that be guns, warships, tanks, technology, even planes! He can create and command. From an isolated village within his protection. To a city Hierd builds. Then a nation, and soon; an Empire. Against monsters of the winters, magical kingdoms, and ancient powers, he unleashes fleets, battalions, and firepower never dreamed of in this medieval sword and magicks world. --- "I am the leader of Germany. It's founder, it's lord, it's force and intellect. I have come to plunder this city, not for resource, but for an army of men. I have not come to massacre innocent men and women. We have detained the civilians and put them in our carriages and tents. Fed them and reassured them. To the knights we have killed, I give my apology. But for this is war, apologies are not heard from, but are observed upon." - Hierd Die Grace

【 Warning: Mature Content R-18 】‎꜀( ꜆-ࡇ-)꜆ ᶻ z Graves lived a content life... until he lost it all. He inherits a hotel and the power of immortality. Out of sorrow for the death of his past life, in his final act, he sacrifices himself to save a woman from a hostage situation. To his surprise, he reawakens to find the woman thanking him in an... unorthodox way. 人( ≖‿ ≖ ) His once normal life changes with this new power, and by comical chance, he throws himself into deadly situations to save these targeted women from bullets, blades, fire, planes, tanks, and trains. His new life is one of pain, except he always ends up a top. (≖⩊≖) Join Graves on his struggle through the unnatural disasters he faces for the sake of his love life. ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)

Layla Rosenzweig wurde in eine der reichsten Familien des Landes hineingeboren, doch ihre wahre Identität wurde ihr bei ihrer Geburt von der Geliebten ihres Vaters genommen. Sie ist gezwungen, als uneheliche Tochter der Familie Rosenzweig zu leben. Alle behandeln sie wie eine Außenseiterin in ihrem eigenen Haus. "Das ist meins. Das gehört mir. Eigentlich gehört alles mir", sagt Laylas Halbschwester zu ihr. Alles, was Layla gehörte, geht an ihre Halbschwester, einschließlich ihres Freundes. Dann wird sie gezwungen, den skrupellosen Onkel ihres Ex-Freundes zu heiraten, Lucius De Salvo, den furchterregendsten Mann des Landes. Lucius De Salvo ist bekannt für seine rücksichtslose Art, seine Arbeit zu erledigen. Sein Name reicht aus, um den Menschen Angst zu machen. Man sagt, er sei ein Mann ohne jegliche Gefühle. Er findet Gefallen an den Schmerzen und dem Elend der Menschen. Er liebt es, diejenigen zu quälen, die ihm in die Quere kommen. Aber warum ist er so lieb zu Layla? Oder ist das nur ein Vorwand? "Bist du bereit für die Hochzeitsnacht, Darling?" fragte Lucius. "Ich habe dich schon lange begehrt." "Was?" Layla war schockiert. "Warum solltest du?" "Weil du Layla Rosenzweig bist. Die Frau, die ich mag." Mit diesen Worten eroberte er ihren Mund für einen leidenschaftlichen Kuss. ~~~~~ Folge mir auf Instagram: rayoflight_pcy

In one fateful day, the world has suddenly turned into chaos as zombies appeared from every major city on the planet. Millions were killed each day and the world government collapsed in just a month. Just as the world was about to lose hope, one person, Thomas Estaris, awakened a system that allows him to summon weapons like pistols, assault rifles, even heavy weaponry such as tanks and helicopters. Will he be able to save the world from its destruction caused by the zombies or die trying?

In a world poisoned by ash, freedom isn’t a right — it’s a weapon. Tank is one of nine who escaped the Ashen Facility. A Vector. A threat. A survivor. Now, he must face the monsters outside and the ones within. But every war starts with one question: Who are you when the world burns?

"Tank!" The cry of "Tank!" ripped through the air, cutting through the chaos of gunfire and explosions like a chilling gust of wind. Panic gripped the soldiers in the trenches as the ominous presence of a tank loomed on the battlefield. Fellow soldiers, their voices filled with urgency, shouted a stark warning to their comrades. The news of the tank's arrival sent shockwaves through the already tense atmosphere. The cramped confines of the trenches offered little protection against the formidable metal beast that threatened to roll over everything in its path. Desperation etched on their faces, David's friends raised their voices above the cacophony, urging everyone to make a choice - retreat to safety or face the enemy head-on. They buzzed with the urgent decision that each soldier had to make in the blink of an eye.