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Kamen Rider Gotchard Debut

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An ancient spirit begged Fang Yusheng to save as many relationships as he could after summoning him from his world. He refused. In the realm of cultivation, a perverted, hard to catch organization was tearing families apart with a magical curse. Saving people one by one felt pointless to him. Fang Yusheng had a greater goal. In his past life, he dreamed of flying into space, of touching the stars with his own hands. Here, in this new world, that dream could finally become reality. Still, he hated those who thrived on suffering. So, he made the spirit a promise. "I'll just kill everyone in that trash cult." "Light colored eyes are considered ugly here?" Aidan Reith found himself transmigrated into a fantasy world just before his acting debut, only to discover its beauty standards were a bit off. But Aidan quickly adapted and got excited. He loved acting, and this strange world offered countless cultures to explore. To his surprise, he also awakened the power of a chameleon. All he needed was the body of a species, and he could turn it into a wearable skin! [You can become a demon. Do you want to read the 'haunted village' script?] [You can become a poisonous lamia. Do you want to read the 'gem-loving snake' script?] [You can become a dragoman. Do you want to read the 'dark dragon's harem' script?] Aidan soon realized the world's entertainment lacked variety, so he decided to create the first movie theater. And those who tried to stop him? They mysteriously disappeared. "So every time my disciple passes a tribulation, I’ll receive a treasure chest?" And every time his sect ranked up, he’d get one too! As the Thief Saint’s inheritor, Fang Yusheng certainly had many advantages. Now, all he needed to do was cultivate his sect, enjoy the company of his future disciples, help them grow stronger, and reap numerous rewards. After the initial struggle, life would be on easy mode.... Or so Fang Yusheng thought. [Current minimum requirement:] [Your disciple should at least have an astral physique.] "..." "They say I poisoned my own brother... In a way, they’re not wrong." In the martial world of Danxia, Seth Fenix was cursed with Withering Yin Syndrome, a rare disease that drained his strength and halted his cultivation. Mocked as the "Withered Demon," his ugly appearance and rumored betrayal of his brother made him a hated outcast. Seth paid no mind to the scorn of others, and only focused on himself. Then, everything changed when an incident awakened the Divine Yin Lotus Seed within him. It gave him hope—a cure for his illness and the power to rise again. But Seth soon learned that unlocking its full potential required one thing… The sacrifice of celestial blood. "Dual cultivation is actually the cure to my illness?" In the martial world of Danxia, qi flowed through everything. Unfortunately, Seth Fenix was born with Withering Qi Syndrome, a disease that drained qi from his body and made surviving past the age of nine nearly impossible. Miraculously, he managed to live for nineteen years, tirelessly searching for a cure with the help of his eccentric alchemist mentor. One day, after drinking her latest potion, his condition seemed to improve—only to later discover the shocking truth behind the 'elixir'. It was her breast milk?! --- He was a devil who sacrificed his family to save himself. At least, that’s what everyone believed. In truth, a soul from another world had hijacked Seth’s body and sold his family secrets away. The action led to the Fenix clan's massacre. After that, the real Seth, powerless and trapped within his own body, had to endure years of torment—until the day he broke free. Thus began the tale of a demon who did as his heart pleased. ---
Mr_Northwind · 43.5K Views

The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul

[Entertainment Industry + Strong Female Lead + Refreshing Story + Hidden Identity] The Young Sect Master of the Tang Sect, Tang Shu, who was skilled in Poison Techniques and Hidden Weapons, had transmigrated and became an 18th-tier newbie, debuting as a supporting actress. After a variety show aired: Haters: "I actually think Tang Shu is kind of cute. Is there something wrong with me?" When the National Mechanical Engineering Research Institute announced: Miss Tang is our key-appointed research consultant. Haters: "What????" When an authoritative Chinese medicine expert revealed during an interview: The development of a new type of medicine owes much to Tang Shu. Haters: "Isn't this just too coincidental?" When the Porcelain Restoration Department openly stated: No one surpasses Tang Shu in the fields of porcelain restoration and calligraphy and painting. Haters: "Is this white lotus getting a bit too intoxicating?" When a Weibo big V with millions of fans accidentally revealed her face during a live broadcast... The haters all declared that their minds were blown! *** Jing Yu, the favored son of heaven, had always had an iron grip and a successful career until— he met Tang Shu. Inside the cinema, after watching four or five movies in a row, he realized the person sitting next to him hadn't changed, enjoying the popcorn with great relish. Jing Yu's throat moved slightly; this woman was flirting with him. Facing each other in a coffee shop, she casually pulled out a double-sided straw and placed it in her cup. Jing Yu's eyes tinted red; this woman was definitely flirting with him!
Rain Chen Zhenzhen · 1.3M Views

Surviving Apocalypses With A Superstar System

The best actor was shooting a doomsday movie when he suddenly transmigrated to a real doomsday world and became Aon Flearov, a young man with a huge debt and a blood-sucking family. What does one do in the apocalypse? Of course, shoot variety shows, live streams, do ads, act in movies, hold concerts and fan meetings— The whole showbiz world was placed in real apocalypses, and Aon, a newly-debuted doomsday star, was thrown to a random variety show to fight zombies! It was at this desperate moment that Aon awakened a superpower— A system. DING! [Heyo, dad, your son is online~] Aon: [Son, are you a farming system? A counterattack system? A pay-to-win system?? Anything will do!] The system instantly burst into tears: [B-but dad, I'm a superstar system!] And so, in a doomsday dating variety show: The system picked and chose a few "cabbages" seriously: [Dad, do you want to find me a zombie step mom or an alien step dad? Old or young? One, two, three, or four?] In a doomsday gourmet show: The system handed a frying pan, spatula, guitar, piano: [Go, dad! I want a stir-fry zombie brain, alien omakase, mutated beast AYCE, spirit plant pancakes— ] In a doomsday idol survival show: The system looked at the zombies and aliens crying on their knees, begging for mercy: [Dad! They're all moved by your singing! They want an encore!] [Dad! After you do the zombie dance, the zombies collectively change their race's name!] Doing part-time jobs in the eternal sun apocalypse, camping in a natural disaster doomsday, living with aliens, turning into plants and fighting zombies, fighting against fellow doomsday celebrities— Here, there are various shows you can't imagine. #An actor who cannot become a superstar isn't a good doomsday survivor# The three no: No R18 No harem No boys love
Zehell2218 · 847 Views

Reincarnated Avatar; I got 2 SSS-Rank Unique Skills

‘Did I… die?!’ *** Year 2026, June 1st, the revolutionary video game, Warstar made its debut. Perfectly coded with revolutionary graphics, a perfect RPG setting, and a rich world where players could choose from 5 main classes, either of a Blademaster, Mage, Mechanic, Combat Mage, and Psychics, it took the world by storm. The rise of God-level players made the game’s popularity even more explosive, turning it into full-time jobs for pro players. Noah Harrington was a God-level player, the player who received the exalted nickname as the Godfather of Warstar. But even God-level players get old. Noah was not just your avid gamer, he was one who reveled in the competitive spirit of the game, the stakes, and most importantly, the euphoria of winning an elite end-to-end game. He was a warrior, a warmonger, but he was getting slowed down by age and so he was chosen by a mysterious power to be transported inside the game. When an expert pro player of a revolutionary video game suddenly finds himself reincarnated inside the game with unprecedented SSS-Ranked unique skills, what does he do? ---- (Congratulations young warmonger! You have completed the requirements to become a true Warstar!) (You will be transported inside the game in 5 seconds!) (00:00:05) (00:00:04) ---- Noah’s life and career was suddenly turned upside down but he embraced it. ‘This is an opportunity, and I’ll take it!’ ‘I’ll be King again!’ Watch Noah blaze a record-breaking path to the peak of Warstar with his new reincarnated avatar, Lord Doom.
GREAT · 23.1K Views

My CEO Boss Is A Masked Internet Sensation

There were three rules to working for CEO Karsten Chevalier. First, bring his coffee brimming hot and black like a starless night. Second, park your attitude outside his office door—his broody demeanour has the room covered. Third, never say ‘No’ to whatever he demands. Not even when he asks you to become his fake girlfriend? (Synopsis) Arata's fiance dumped her through a text on the day of their engagement party. The reason? She is too curvy for his taste! He only entertained her because of her prestigious family name. "Do you think men want a fatso like you? You're nothing without your family's name!" A heartbroken Arata sets out on a journey to discover herself without revealing she is the daughter of a billionaire. She moves to another city, away from her beloved family. ‘How dare he insult me? I love my curves and I will show him.’ Arata is not a damsel; her parents have raised her strong, and now it is time to become independent. Her heart is ablaze with newfound goals. One: to see how people will treat her if she acts like an ordinary girl and hides her identity. Two: to bag a bigger fish than her stinking—joke of an ex-fiancé. She will prove that a man will genuinely love her irrespective of her curves and surname! Arata's new life begins as the secretary of Karsten Chevalier, the CEO of a multinational clothing brand who is renowned for his dashing personality and enigmatic persona. Not much is publicly known about this man. Doused in mystery, the man has his own goals and hidden agenda which will topple Arata's world. Unfortunately, Karsten's handsome face becomes a punching bag in Arata's mind because of his ruthlessly demanding personality and ego larger than Mount Everest. Arata eases her frustrations by going to meet Twisted Rider, the currently popular yet mysterious, masked internet sensation. Both tangle under the sheets and he becomes her safe space as she complains and opens up about her boss. "Will you act as my girlfriend?” Karsten's proposal to become a fake girlfriend for his family events surprised Arata! How will Arata juggle the piling demands of her boss, her own heartbreak and the seduction traps of the masked man she loves to watch in her spare time? Will sparks fly between Arata and her colder-than-Arctic ice boss? Or, will she continue to complain to the masked man that her boss probably has a small PP? This is my entry for WSA 2025, please support it with your power stones. The book is a sequel to my previous novel “The CEO of My Dreams Returned To Me.” But it can read as standalone. A special thanks to Author Hansora for the overwhelming support and encouraging me to publish this book and helping me with the book cover. Want to chat or have any questions regarding the book? Find me on Instagram, Facebook and Discord with the same name.
Sunny_Shumail · 9.8K Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 692.5K Views

Aegis Europa: Chronicles of the Celestial Accord

In the year 2025, a cataclysmic celestial event fractures the boundaries between worlds. The entire European Union—its land, people, infrastructure, and institutions—is mysteriously transported to *Eldryth*, a realm of floating continents, ancient magic, and warring feudal kingdoms. Overnight, 27 member states and 450 million citizens find themselves stranded in a world where dragons rule the skies, enchanted forests harbor sentient beasts, and political power is measured in mana crystals rather than euros. The EU’s founding principles of unity, democracy, and human rights clash violently with Eldryth’s arcane hierarchies and blood-oath loyalties. Chancellor *Lira Voss*, a pragmatic German leader, and *High Magister Kaelan Thorne*, a cunning elven sorcerer-regent, become unlikely adversaries—and reluctant allies—as they navigate a precarious peace. While EU engineers scramble to adapt renewable energy grids to run on elemental ley lines, Polish cavalrymen trade tactics with griffin riders, and Italian chefs reinvent pasta using *voidshroom* flour, darker forces stir. The *Sunderborn*, a cult worshipping the eldritch entity that caused the transmigration, seeks to devour both worlds. *Aegis Europa* blends geopolitical intrigue with high fantasy, exploring questions of cultural assimilation, technological vs. magical progress, and whether a bureaucratic superpower can survive sword-and-sorcery diplomacy. As the EU’s Parliament debates trade pacts with merfolk city-states and NATO mages duel necromancer warlords, one truth becomes clear: the only way home is to forge a new *Celestial Accord*… or watch both realms collapse into chaos.
ICBM · 443 Views

Who is the Villain?

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.
Eternal_bunny · 153.2K Views

Exo Seeker: The Strongest Human Woke Up In The Future!

Kael Draven, the strongest human who fought against the Anthi-Org—a universal threat set on conquering the universe—was betrayed by one of his own when victory was almost within reach. He and his allies were known as the Exo Primevals, the first to wield an Exoskeleton suit known as Aegis Prime—a powerful piece of equipment created by the most advanced species to finally destroy the Anthi-Org and end the war. But with his teammate betrayal, Kael was sealed away in impenetrable ice, his people’s planets fell under enemy control, and the Anthi-Org rose to dominance. The Exo Primevals were forced to retreat, doing what they could to salvage what remained of their worlds. Countless lives were lost. Centuries passed, and Kael’s icy prison eventually shattered. The strongest human—or what used to be—woke up in a future he barely recognized. Learning that the Anthi-Org won, Kael is now driven by revenge. He vows to find the one who betrayed him and finish what he started. The war may be lost, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be reignited. --- Additional Tags: Cold blooded protagonist, Smut, S*x Scenes, Antihero, *sshole Protagonist and more, mainly for flexibility. What to expect: This novel is LitRPG. If you are a fan of Power Rangers/Kamen Rider, Warframe, and other Suit related novel/movies/shows then this is for you. Try to read for at least 20 chapters and see if this novel fits your taste. It's slow at first as the world and structure of the story is forming along the way.
Lncea · 25.2K Views

Master Mo, Your Wife’s Multiple Identities Are Online Again

In her previous life, Su Nuan was set up by her lover and sister, and died tragically in prison. When she woke up, she had been reborn to a time before all the tragedies had happened. At her birthday party, her sister found some kidnappers kidnaping her, trying to destroy her innocence and get her kicked out of the house. Not only did Su Nuan mess up her sister’s plan, but she also dealt with all the kidnappers. She also rescued Mo Ting, the most powerful and handsome man in City A. To stay away from her cruel sister and hypocritical scumbag of a lover, she relentlessly clung to Mo Ting. “Uncle, for my poor sake, please help me. I’ll do anything you want.”Mo Ting: “A contract marriage for three years. I’ll give you everything you want during that time!” At first, Mo Ting thought Su Nuan was just a poor little girl who had been driven out of her home, so he helped her. He was also using her to appease his family’s elders as they had been harping on him to get married. Later, his assistant came to report, “The principal of City A’s university is here. He wants your approval for your wife to participate in the international competition.”Mo Ting: “...Wasn’t Xiao Nuan a hopeless student?”Assistant: “Sir, Madam has blown up! The entire internet is kneeling and begging her to debut in the competition!”Mo Ting: “...When did she become so versatile?” Later, the assistant reported again: “Sir, someone from the National Medical Academy is here. They say they won’t leave if they can’t invite Madam to make an appearance!” Mo Ting: “...I must be dreaming. Go out and come in again. Let’s start over!”
Qiaoqiao · 1.9M Views
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