Treasure Planet I M Still Here

"How far will you go to save the only home you've ever known?" Tyson never wanted to be a hero! But on his 20th birthday, everything changed. A Meta-bot chose him—fusing with his body, wrapping him in powerful armor, and throwing him into a war far beyond his control. "You are now a Ranger. Fight, survive, or let Earth die." Edward said, "And remember, you don’t choose Meta-bot. It chooses you. And when it does… your life is no longer your own, Tyson" The rules are straightforward. Every few years, the intergalactic tournament commences. Earth gains additional time by successfully navigating the stages. Billions of lives hang in the balance while the battles are broadcast live—nothing more than a twisted form of entertainment for some godlike beings. "You’re not ready for this, Tyson. You’ll get yourself killed." As if fighting for survival wasn’t enough, Tyson must prove himself worthy of the Roger family name, fix his fractured bond with his adopted brother, and navigate his growing feelings for a girl he never expected to fall for—the daughter of a fallen General. But time is running out. "You think this war cares about what you want?" "No, it never has. It never will," a voice whispered. "It’s on you, kid. If you want to survive, then fight for it." ------ This novel blends sci-fi and fantasy, featuring a 'weak to strong' progression. My focus is heavily on character development, so if you're looking for a regular story, then this novel might not be for you! Tags: Action, Adventure, War & Politics, Tournament, Fantasy, Romance, Gore, Death, Brotherhood, Alliances, Dungeons & Maps, Weak to Strong, Sci-Fi x Fantasy, Character Growth, Power Progression, Mecha Battles, Revenge & Redemption, High-Stakes Survival, Emotional Depth, Betrayal. [ I recommend you to give it a read to 30+ chapters before you decide to drop the novel ] [Pease comment if you want to ask questions] [ I updated 1 chapter per day, 7 a week. 50 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapters 100 power stones = 2 Extra Chapters ] [Your Support will be a massive help to me!]

Spiritual Qi Resurgence, Gods descending? Continuous disasters, all living beings suffering? What does it have to do with me? I'm just a patient with an incurable disease, who's been given up on treatment and has a countdown to death. Embarking on the path of exorcising demons and annihilating immortals with my crippled body is not for the sake of protecting my family and country, but because the hazardous duty pay is too tempting, especially the compensation... "This Evil Gods profession system is cursed, even if there's smooth progress in the early stages, the practitioners will eventually commit suicide..." "Give me a set." "This Demon Sword poisons its user and has already taken ninety-nine lives..." "Give me two, and also that man-eating demonic helmet, soul-devouring blood claws, get me a set." "This Magic Potion is harmful to heaven and earth..." "Enough talk, I'll take them all!" However, the problem is, why am I still alive after taking on all these high-risk missions, stepping on every risk, and doing every deadly task? 【Congratulations, congratulations! Ranked first among the Top Ten Heroes Who Moved the World...】 "...Heavens, wasn't the average life expectancy in this line of work three and a half years? I've been here for one cycle of three years after another, I'm almost an S-level hunter, the first of the top ten heroes! Why am I still alive? I just want to make an honor sacrifice, scam some compensation! Is that so hard?!"

In the world of Eternal Rose, an otome game filled with noble drama, romance, and powerful love interests, one character is destined to be nothing more than an early stepping stone—the arrogant young noble, Veyron Delacroix. He’s a mid-tier villain, a disgrace to his family, and worst of all… a tutorial boss meant to die before the heroine even meets the real threats. —Or at least, that’s how it was supposed to go. Reincarnated as Veyron just days before his scripted defeat, he quickly realizes the developers gave him insane hidden potential, only for it to go completely unused in the actual game. His latent vampire bloodline, an ability to steal powers by drinking blood, and his insane combat skills? All wasted because the plot demanded he die early. So what does he do? Screw the script. He’s out. Ditching the noble life, he vanishes into the world, doing whatever the hell he wants—from hunting monsters, stealing forbidden magic, and maybe accidentally creating a criminal empire along the way. Meanwhile, the game’s heroine is left confused as hell when she arrives at his supposed defeat event, only to find her “destined enemy” missing. With broken potential, a foul mouth, and zero interest in playing by the rules, Veyron is about to turn this romantic noble drama into an absolute power fantasy disaster—and he’s going to enjoy every second of it. Because if fate wanted him dead, he’ll just become strong enough to flip fate the middle finger.

Every world has a treasure; it may manifest as a tool, a weapon, technology, or even a creature. After an uncounted number of eras, the countless dimensions converged; chaos is impending, forcing many world's will to awaken.

"In a world where ancient Greek gods whisper through steel and modern ambition clashes with mythic destiny, a father's sacrifice ignites a child's fate. When a war veteran's hunger for power unleashes forces beyond mortal comprehension, the fate of a hidden island hangs in the balance. Two legendary katanas, vessels of divine power, seek wielders, and only one can become the Sword Master. From the shadows of a fallen hero, a legacy will rise, bearing the weight of a divine prophecy and the hope of a shattered people. Will this legacy master the power of the gods, or will the darkness consume all? Enter a world where the echoes of ancient myths collide with the stark realities of a world teetering on the edge of chaos. 'Sword M...' a saga of power, destiny, and the ultimate battle between light and shadow."

They call him Ling A’Xian, a hostage prince, a pawn in a war he never asked for. But that is not his name. Not truly. Han Ziyao-- a name whispered in the void, a past too distant to grasp… and a love that refuses to fade. In a world where fate is rewritten with every life he steps into, Han Ziyao has long abandoned the illusion of control. He transmigrates without warning, wakes in unfamiliar bodies, and plays whatever role the universe demands of him. But amidst shifting identities and fractured timelines, one thing remains constant—him. And the man who always finds him. Tonight, that man is the Crown Prince. And Ling A’Xian is pressed against a glazed partition, his breath unsteady as gloved fingers trace the curve of his jaw. “Running again, A’Xian?” The prince’s voice is velvet and steel, his golden eyes unreadable in the candlelight. “I’m beginning to think you enjoy being caught.” A’Xian exhales sharply, forcing a smirk despite the way heat surges within his stomach. “And I’m beginning to think you enjoy the chase.” The prince hums, his grip tightening just enough to make A’Xian’s pulse stutter. “Perhaps. But tell me…” He leans in, the warmth of his breath ghosting over A’Xian’s lips. “What will you do when there’s nowhere left to run?” A’Xian doesn’t answer. He can’t. Not when the prince’s gloved hand is slipping lower, not when the space between them is vanishing, not when he’s dangerously close to forgetting that this isn’t love—it’s obsession. And yet, as soft lips brush against his throat in a mythical promise, he wonders if, in this life, he’ll be the one to break first. Because some bonds, no matter how many lifetimes pass, are never meant to be severed.

In a world of cultivation, where a single palm strike could topple mountains and a sword’s slash could cleave the seas, strength dictated everything. The heavens favored the mighty, while the weak were trampled beneath their feet. Ye Xian awakened to a new life, his soul inexplicably fused with the memories of a man who had perished a thousand years ago—Adler, a warrior who had endured unfathomable betrayal, agony, and loss. Visions of a cruel past flooded his mind: comrades turning against him, the brutal murder of a beloved woman, and the despair of being left for dead. Though the memories were not his own, the pain felt real. The rage, the sorrow, the thirst for vengeance—they burned within him, threatening to consume his very being. Yet within his grasp, he held a heaven-defying treasure—a relic of unfathomable power, capable of overturning fate itself. It pulsed with ancient energy, whispering secrets of untold strength. This was no mere inheritance; it was the key to rewriting destiny. Ye Xian clenched his fists, his breath trembling. He would not be another name lost to time. Yea, he would rise. Armed with his newfound power, he would ascend above all, surpassing geniuses and shattering the very limits of the world. Wisdom, power, sheer determination—he would seize whatever he desired. As he walked the treacherous road of cultivation, he would grow stronger, unravel the mysteries of his past, and confront the enemies lurking in both memory and reality. In this brutal world, where power dictated destiny, one question remained: Would he ascend as a sovereign, carving his name into history with the corpses of his enemies? Or would he fade into oblivion, forgotten and powerless? ______________________________ The image does not belong to me; I simply found it on an online platform.

Scarred by tragedy, August is a man of many secrets. With extraordinary powers and the haunting memory of his past, he walks the fine line between man and monster. With superhuman strength, regenerative healing, and a reactor-like metabolism that can sustain him, he's become an unstoppable force. But the weight of his abilities-and the past-haunt him still. Caring for a child was the last thing he thought he was capable of.

In a world steeped in tradition and shadowed by secrets, a young girl’s life is torn apart when her family is destroyed, and her heritage stolen. Her father, in his final act, seals away a legendary power and treasure, leaving her with nothing but cryptic clues and a burning desire for vengeance. With a blade in her hand and rage in her heart, she embarks on a perilous journey, unraveling the dark conspiracies that surround her family's legacy. As she faces deadly foes and unearths long-buried truths, she must decide whether to unlock the immense power her father protected—or let it remain hidden. Her path is one of blood, betrayal, and redemption. Will she rise above the chaos, or will the weight of revenge consume her? Witness the making of a legend in this gripping tale of sacrifice and retribution.

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The dead don’t lie. But sometimes, they whisper things you were never meant to hear. Forensic pathologist Orion Blackwood has spent his career cutting open the dead. But there’s something he never tells anyone—when he touches a corpse, he hears its final words. A dying breath, a muttered name, a cryptic warning. The problem is, they only speak once. And if he doesn’t understand them in time, the truth rots away along with the flesh. One night, a mutilated woman is wheeled into his autopsy room—no fingerprints, no ID, as if she never existed. As Orion reaches for his scalpel, the corpse’s bloodless lips part, and in a ragged whisper, she speaks: “Don’t let him find you.” Then, her jaw snaps shut. Her body goes cold. And Orion realizes something is very, very wrong. The next day, she disappears from the morgue. No records, no evidence, no proof she was ever there. Even the security footage shows only Orion, standing alone in the room. As he searches for answers, the whispers of the dead become more insistent. A faceless figure watches from the corner of his eye. His own reflection moves a fraction of a second too slow. At 3:33 AM, his phone rings from an unknown number—on the other end, he hears his own voice, whispering something he cannot understand. The deeper he digs, the more the truth unravels. And buried at the center of it all is a terrifying secret: Orion Blackwood is not supposed to be alive.

Elite special forces operative Sanjay dies, only to awaken as a young boy at the gates of a mysterious Tower. Each floor is a world of deadly trials, and failure unleashes catastrophe. Armed with tactical brilliance and a love for machines, he must climb, fight, and survive. But the Tower hides dark secrets. Is it just a test—or a trap? The climb begins now.

A bored girl with psychic powers is trying her best to blend in, like the rest of humanity. But until when? Every story with a psychic-powered main character follows the same script—they use their abilities to help others, fight evil, or save the world. BE A HERO? But not Avaris, though.

Mehrajān's heart is a fragile mosaic, pieced together by moments with the one person who defined her world—Muazam. In this reflective and raw exploration of love and loss, Mehrajān finds herself looking back at the memories of the boy she loved, the boy who was always just out of reach. Each chapter is a separate fragment of their intertwined lives, capturing a single moment that was forever marked by him. In one chapter, Mehrajān stands frozen in her kitchen, hearing a conversation between Muazam and her aunt that shatters her heart. His rejection of her—the very person who had quietly fallen for him—leaves her feeling lost and betrayed. Yet, this is only one of the many moments that have shaped her emotional landscape. Every recollection is a mixture of passion, pain, and nostalgia—memories of fleeting glances, whispered words, and unspoken connections that shaped her world. The narrative doesn't follow a linear path but instead unfolds like a scattered collection of thoughts and emotions, each memory tied to Muazam, each one a chapter of her heart. Through these fragments, Mehrajān grapples with the complexity of love, the sorrow of unrequited feelings, and the confusion of growing up in a world of family expectations and personal desires. [ CHOOSE ME ] is not just a love story—it's a tender journey through a girl’s heart, where love is never simple, and the memory of someone can change everything. Through each chapter, readers will find themselves drawn into Mehrajān’s world, feeling the weight of her unspoken love and the bittersweet truth that sometimes, memories are all that remain.

WSA 2024 entry novel Synopsis Getting Reincarnated as the Biblical Devil isn't something our protagonist ever thought was possible. He was a firm believer and knew how powerful God and the Angels were, they are existence that are not to be thrived with especially God. But here he was as the Archangel Samael, the left hand of God or the poison of God casted from Heaven to hell for rebelling against his Father, God. "what is the meaning of this, is this God's doing" our protagonist wondered as he knew very well that there is no way that the Almighty would not know something about this. So he decided to wait a little while to see what would happen to him but something else happened, what he had expected did not happened, so he has to take in the fact that he is now the new Devil, the Lord of Hell, Lucifer Bloody Morningstar. check out my other works. The Omnipotent System My Infinite System

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In a world where "Treasure World Online" (TWO) is the most popular game, players can find artifacts, treasures, and rare items that can be sold for real money. The game was created by a mysterious genius developer, and millions of people play it to get rich. Our protagonist is completely broke. He dreams of playing TWO to escape poverty but can't afford the game. One day, he accidentally wins the lottery—but before he can enjoy his new wealth, he gets scammed, leaving him with only a little money. In frustration, he spends his last savings to buy the game. But something weird happens. Instead of the normal version, he gets a secret Beta Version of TWO, which has: Exclusive content that no other player has access to. Unreleased hidden quests, NPCs, and secret locations. A mysterious system that gives him strange "luck-based" abilities.

The world stands on the edge of destruction. War, chaos, and an unseen force threaten to reshape reality itself. Whispers of an ancient prophecy spread, foretelling a cataclysm that no power can prevent. In the midst of it all, powerful beings rise—some to protect, others to conquer. As the lines between myth and truth blur, one question remains: when the final battle begins, who will decide the fate of the world?

The SUN adalah Tuhan di alam semesta ini, ia menciptakan 10 Dewa untuk mengisi waktu luangnya, lalu mereka diperintahkan untuk menciptakan sesuatu. The SUN memiliki HARTA, mereka akan memilikinya, tapi ada syarat untuk itu, dan dari sini kisah ini dimulai Kisah ini bercerita tentang para Dewa dan Familianya yang akan bertanding, bertarung, bahkan berperang untuk menjadi yang terbaik dari yang terbaik dihadapan The SUN demi mendapatkan HARTA tersebut. Lalu akan ada sosok yang bukan siapa-siapa, yang nantinya akan merubah segalanya, bahkan membuat The SUN Tersenyum, akahkah sosok ini mampu mendapatkan HARTA itu? Selamat membaca..

When a group of friends stumbles upon a mysterious advertisement promising a prize of one million dollars for successfully playing a week-long game of hide-and-seek, the offer seems too tempting to resist. No complicated rules, no significant risks-just a childhood game in exchange for a fortune! However, once the game begins in an abandoned mansion deep in the woods, they quickly realize that things are not as they seem. Georgia, the enigmatic organizer of the game, is no ordinary player. Her past is shrouded in dark secrets, and the rules of the game rapidly transform into a terrifying nightmare. Winning the million dollars becomes the least of their concerns when they discover that losing means death. The mansion turns into a labyrinth filled with deadly surprises and traps. Every shadowy corner hides a new danger, and every faint sound sends chills down their spines. As the group struggles to survive, tensions rise, and they begin to distrust one another: could one of them be working with Georgia? Or is the game bigger than all of them? In this gripping thriller, experience a journey packed with horror and mystery, where survival hinges on intelligence, fragile alliances, and the courage to confront their darkest fears. Will any of them uncover the truth behind the game and escape alive, or will they all fall prey to Georgia's sinister design?

Meet Chelsy Powers, a very smart and intelligent girl so unlucky in love and family. She decides to leave her hometown to a new city after being evicted from her brother’s house, chastised by her community and disappointed by the love of her life. Before leaving for a new city, she makes up her mind to go camping on the mountain for a few days in order to let go of her frustration and pain. At the mountain, she comes across a stranger with a twisted ankle, seeking help. Will helping this stranger be the gate way for Chelsy’s revenge or an unleashed inferno? Will Chelsy be able to handle the new and complex world she finds herself in?

Pada suatu hari yang seharusnya biasa, langit tiba-tiba tertutup oleh bayangan raksasa. Sebuah patung kolosal muncul entah dari mana, berdiri diam dengan mata kosong, tanpa ekspresi, tanpa suara. Keberadaannya melampaui batas pemahaman manusia, dan dalam kebisuannya, ia membawa pertanyaan yang tak terjawab: Apa itu? Dari mana asalnya? Apa yang diinginkannya?

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“Im not evil”, Is what “they” used to tell me in therapy , I never believed them though, I’m what the world would call a dark triad, A True Psychopath. Seen my first body when I was 11, I didn’t throw up, look in disgust, I laughed, I was the one who killed him, Why would I look in disgust it was my own work. I was proud of my work.