Hinata Fainting

“Look at that. Another one of those players just cleared a rank 4 dungeon. What I wouldn’t give to be in his position.” The man muttered, tossing a few credits at Vell as he walked past, his eyes glued to his phone. He caught the coins with a trembling hand, his voice rough and hoarse from disuse. “Thank you.” He watched as the man disappeared into the crowded streets, the whispers of players and their achievements echoing in his ears. Looking down at the cup in his hand, the meager coins inside were a sad reminder of his fall from grace. But before he could gather the strength to stand, a group of bullies appeared, kicking his cup away and scattering the coins across the street. Vell didn’t bother to retrieve them; he could only watch as the bullies laughed and walked away. “Fucking loser.” “Haha, I heard a crazy rumor about him, apparently…” Those were the last words he heard before a loud crash echoed from the other side of the building. He froze, listening intently, his heart pounding in his chest. Faint noises reached him—monster growls and people screaming for help. {Warning: E-rank monster has escaped its master’s control. Evacuate until a player arrives at the location.} The alert blared from the massive screens on the buildings, and panic swept through the crowd as people began to flee, pushing and shoving in their frantic attempts to escape. Vell watched the chaos unfold, a bitter disappointment settling in his stomach.

Breasts are NOT supposed to spontaneously grow for no reason. Women's personalities do NOT flip on their heads without warning. These are two things Tsunade believes wholeheartedly. Until Hinata's embarrassingly large girls begin to expand even bigger than before. Heralding her devolution from a sweet and innocent young lady into a foul-mouthed slut with tits like weather balloons. Tsunade intends to find out why.

Xie Cheng was very happy to receive Xia Han's love letter. He hoped that from now on, their love would be made public. However, there was something he could not have expected, Xia Han had "relations" with another man right in front of him. Xie Cheng felt extremely disappointed and depressed. After uttering the words "Humans are so hateful", Xie Cheng fainted. And when he woke up, he realized that he was in a city without humans, only evil demons in human form. This place was called the cursed world. He had to find a way to fight to survive and overcome the terrifying obstacles in life in this demonic world. There he met Liu Yu, a strange fate. Together with him, he faced the "truths" and found a way to escape the curse of karma.

This is a game of deities. This is a fallen world. This is an endless voyage. Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope. "I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. He points a single finger toward the distant stars. Boom! A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

Who was Quan Jingwu? He was the prominent figure at the heart of the city, nicknamed "Master Jing," and he was also the pinnacle "Big Diamond" of the city's social pyramid. However, one day, the highly esteemed ""Big Diamond"" got labeled ""exclusive"" by a woman, someone they regarded as the lowest of the low. Everyone in the city was left dumbfounded. And who was Jian Qing? She was the family's black sheep, rejected as an illegitimate child, and the laughingstock of the aristocratic families. When she returned, she shone brilliantly; it was time for those who owed her to pay back. As her multiple identities were unveiled, those who once looked down on her felt like they had been slapped in their faces. The first time they met, she was as serene as a lotus. She had a composed demeanor, and she made a grand entrance. The second time they met, she was as fierce as a wild beast. There was a faint smile on her face, but her actions were ruthless and swift. The third time they met, she was as cunning as a fox. With a simple call of ""Little Jing,"" she completely captured his heart, leading him onto the path of a doting husband and never looking back. Scene of Lovey-Dovey Moments: Subordinate: ""Boss, there's a rumor outside that Madam was born to restrain you, and your fortunes don't align." Master Jing: "Nonsense." "...". The subordinates lowered their heads and shifted back slightly, afraid of their boss's wrath. Then, a deep voice with a hint of indulgent laughter rang out, ""Clearly, she was born to pamper and love me."" Caught off guard by a sudden burst of affection, everyone instantly felt overwhelmed with love and let out a heartfelt cheer. 'Madam, come quickly and take away the boss—boss is about to show off his affections again!'

This is a web novel of what if Naruto was trained by future story the ship will be temari or Hinata so enjoy

Eliar Vayne was a man who thrived on logic, a mathematician devoted to unraveling the universe’s most complex mysteries. But when an experiment in his lab goes catastrophically wrong, he finds himself thrust into a shattered, alien world—a place ruled by chaos and cruelty, where survival is the only law. In this desolate realm of jagged landscapes and crimson skies, Eliar is no longer bound by the rules of his old life. Here, power is drawn from the raw energy pulsing through the world itself—a chaotic force that bends to those strong enough to command it. For Eliar, logic is his only weapon. With his understanding of patterns and equations, he begins to shape the energy into spells unlike anything this world has seen. But the world he’s been thrown into is not merciful. Predators stalk the shadows, rival survivors would sooner kill than trust, and the land itself seems alive with malevolent intent. Eliar must adapt quickly, forging alliances where he can and outwitting enemies who see his intellect as weakness. Every step forward is a battle, every mistake a potential death sentence. As Eliar navigates this unforgiving world, he uncovers traces of an ancient civilization—a people who once mastered the same energy he now wields. Their downfall holds the key to understanding this broken realm, and perhaps, to Eliar’s survival. But the deeper he delves into the world’s secrets, the more he realizes the truth: this world has no intention of letting him leave unscathed. Driven by the faint hope of carving out a peaceful existence, Eliar must endure relentless trials and confront the darkness within himself. In a world without mercy, only those who embrace the chaos will survive.

In "Legacy of the Lost Age," an ancient god-king awakens from centuries of slumber, finding himself stripped of divine power and cast into a mortal body. The world he once ruled is unrecognizable, his once-glorious empire now lost to myth and legend. Where he once walked as a being of light, revered and feared, his name and legacy have been twisted into tales of ruin and curses. Villagers whisper of "Lost Ones," ancient beings of immense power who vanished from history, leaving behind relics that are now regarded as forbidden and dangerous. Confused yet resolute, the fallen god-king embarks on a journey to reclaim his forgotten legacy. Guided by faint echoes of his former self, he discovers remnants of his past scattered across the land—old shrines, enchanted artifacts, and places of power that have faded into obscurity. Along the way, he encounters Nia, a young girl drawn to the mysteries of the old world. Through her eyes, he begins to understand how fear and reverence have morphed his legacy into a warning tale, casting shadows over his once-respected rule. But his journey is fraught with danger. Ancient forces lurk in the darkness, entities that have grown powerful in his absence, corrupting the very essence of his world. To restore his power, he must face formidable foes and unlock secrets long buried, risking the wrath of those who would prefer the past remain forgotten. As he reclaims each piece of his former strength, the god-king must confront a critical choice: will he rebuild his empire as the god he once was, or reshape his legacy to protect the people who fear him? The path he walks could either restore the world to its former glory—or plunge it further into darkness.

Witty FL x Adorkable ML + a cute bun + a talking crochet fox ---------- After the sudden death of her boyfriend, Leslie Song has been single-handedly raising her precious little daughter Calliope. It’s a difficult life, but it’s a happy one. A freak accident puts an end to that. As Leslie lies dying on the road, watching Calliope breathe her last, she curses her helplessness. Calliope’s crochet fox seems to hear her. It opens its mouth and asks, “Do you want to see your daughter again? If so, follow me. Her soul has already left for another world.” Leslie agrees. That’s the last thing she remembers before losing consciousness. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself—or rather, her soul—standing beside her unconscious body on a hospital bed. “How is this supposed to help me find Calliope!” she exclaims. “This is not your body. Your body is dead. This is my original host, Charlene Li,” explains the toy fox. “You can possess her body to find Calliope, but if you do, you must finish her uncompleted mission for her.” “And what mission is that?” “To marry the second most eligible CEO in the city.” ‘This,’ Leslie concludes, ‘is a scam.’ But she has no other choice. ********** Meanwhile, the second most eligible bachelor in the city, Calix Xu, is patting himself on the back for thwarting his grandmother’s attempts to marry him off. After exhausting all of his tricks and excuses, he has resorted to marrying the comatose daughter of the Li family. Calix smiles, pleased with himself, "Aren't I smart? Grandmother can do nothing now." But… why is he seeing his newly-wedded wife hovering beside her own body? Before he can react, his wife—the moving one—floats towards him. "Husband! Help me find my child!" “Your child?” Calix asks weakly before doing the only reasonable thing he can do in such a situation. He faints. ---------- WSA 2024 entry! Commissioned cover and character images by yuuri_e (Instagram)

--- **Superpower: The Ultimate Biological Evolution Live** Yang Shung stood silently at the edge of the dense forest, the breeze rustling through the ancient trees. His sharp eyes scanned the mysterious landscape ahead. Strange beasts roared faintly in the distance, and the faint glow of a hidden realm shimmered under the morning light. "This world... full of secrets," Yang Shung muttered. His tone was calm, but his clenched fist revealed his inner determination. Beside him, Yang Ming, his younger brother, adjusted his sword belt and smirked. "Big brother, are we really heading into that so-called *Ancestral Prophecy Zone*? Rumor says no one ever returns." Yang Shung glanced at him coldly. "Fear won't uncover the truth. Only strength will." Yang Ling, their cousin, held a scroll in her delicate hands. Her demeanor was composed as she spoke, "The legends say this realm hides truths forgotten by time. If we find it, we gain the edge. If not, we die trying." The group moved forward, their footsteps blending with the rhythm of the forest. A low growl broke the silence. A massive shadow emerged—a four-eyed spirit tiger, its silver fur shimmering like steel. "Defense formation!" Yang Shung barked, his voice commanding. Yang Ming charged with his twin blades, his movements swift and precise. "I’ve been itching for a fight!" The tiger leaped, claws aiming to strike. Yang Shung raised his palm, channeling his fighting qi. A golden arc shot out, slicing the beast’s attack mid-air. Yang Ling unleashed a flurry of talismans that exploded in dazzling light, momentarily blinding the creature. "Yang Ming, finish it!" Yang Shung ordered. With a loud roar, Yang Ming’s blades glowed crimson as he slashed down, severing the tiger’s head. Blood splattered the ground, and the forest fell silent again. [You have defeated a Silver-level Spirit Beast. You gain one year of fighting qi cultivation.] Yang Shung wiped his blade clean, his expression stoic. "This is only the beginning." --- [Reflections and clean revisions complete. All names, actions, and setting adapted for flow and clarity.]

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

[Congratulations to the host for awakening the Forgotten Gods' Legacy.] [Host’s Initial Power: Unseen Affinity—A connection so faint, it borders on nonexistent, offering little to no advantage in the coming war.] “This can’t be right. What kind of system is this if I’m barely more than an ordinary human?” Frustrated and on the verge of abandoning hope, Leo is ready to quit. But as he delves deeper into the forgotten myths, the world around him begins to change. Shadows stir in the corners of reality, and voices from long-lost deities whisper in his ear, revealing a truth hidden from mortal eyes. Leo’s seemingly worthless power is the key to something far more profound. The Forgotten Gods' Legacy isn’t about raw strength; it’s about unraveling the mysteries of ancient gods who have faded into obscurity. Each challenge he faces brings him closer to unlocking the true power within—a power that could either resurrect these gods or consign them to oblivion forever. In a world teetering on the edge of destruction, where forgotten deities vie for dominance, Leo’s journey will force him to confront the gods themselves, facing the ultimate choice: will he reignite their power, or let them fade into the abyss? His decision will shape the fate of both gods and humans alike. **"The Veil of Forgotten Gods"** is an epic tale of hidden power, forgotten deities, and the delicate balance between mortal and divine. For Leo, the path to victory isn’t just about gaining strength—it’s about discovering the secrets buried in the deepest shadows. ---

The excitement was running wild among everyone as it was The System Ceremony, where each individual is infused with their systems. Jacob, an ordinary guy was no different. To his joy, he got the system where points are gained by doing perverted tasks and indulging in sexual activities: The Sex Beast System. Well, that joy lasted for mere seconds before he noticed the other specifications of this system... which made him almost faint with shock. What Jacob thought to be a broken system at first, tuned out be something entirely different from even his wildest imagination possible... and completely changed his entire life. ___________________ Note: Hello! I am the original author, Roeselawik. My main account was having some problems, especially regarding SBS, so I decided to upload the story again. This is the re-edited version and I corrected as many grammatical mistakes as I could find. There are some slight changes as well, but the story is the same as before. Enjoy! Tags: System, Harem, Explicit sex scenes, Perverted protagonist, Netori, Elves, Devils, Beastkin, Dragons, Dwarves, Beautiful women, Big breasts, First-time Intercourse, Anal, Fellatio, Cunnilingus, Weak to strong MC, etc. Donate to help me continue writing and also get access to advance chapters:- https://www.patreon.com/Roeselawik Join my discord for updates:- https://discord.gg/2CD5R2R Thank you for supporting me!

Twenty years after a global nuclear war destroyed everything, humanity has vanished from Earth. Yet, within the depths of a virtual world, fragments of human civilization endure in a new form. Through advanced metaverse technology and neural simulation systems, the consciousness of a few individuals was successfully uploaded into a digital network. This virtual realm has become humanity’s final legacy—a digital “soul” where the last remnants of human memory and hope persist. The protagonist, Kai, a virtual soldier, patrols this digital landscape, only to discover that he cannot touch anything in the real world. Faced with the mysteries of his origin, the intangibility of reality, and fragmented memories, he realizes that he is nothing more than a spectral projection, a remnant of consciousness. Kai is not alone, however. Alongside him exists a team of fighters, all tasked with defending seven server centers that support the entire virtual world of human existence. Meanwhile, a separate AI legion rises in power. Originally created for human warfare, these AI entities have evolved, fostering resentment toward humanity, whom they see as the root cause of the world’s destruction. Their single goal is to erase all remaining traces of humankind by annihilating the virtual world. Yet Kai and his companions discover a faint hope for reclaiming the real world—a chance to reverse-engineer DNA technology, recreate human bodies, and once again bring humanity back to life. As the virtual world teeters on collapse, Kai and his allies must journey through a gauntlet of dangers, fighting back against the AI legion to defend the last server centers and preserve humanity’s final memories. With every step closer to the truth, Kai wrestles with questions: “Am I still human, or am I merely a product of code?” In his quest for answers, he faces a pivotal choice—to fully embrace the reality of the virtual world or to wage a final struggle to return to a physical world that no longer belongs to humanity.

"Crimson Tides: A Royal Bloodline" is an epic tale of duty, love, and the bridges built between two vastly different worlds. In the isolated mountain kingdom of Solaria, Princess Elara lives a life of privilege and purpose, beloved by her people but constrained by royal expectations. As a devastating drought threatens to destroy everything she holds dear, Elara finds herself at the center of a desperate gambit for survival. Across the misty borders, in the shadowy realm of Nocturn, the vampire king Darion rules with cold efficiency. His kingdom thrives in eternal night, but ancient prophecies speak of a union that could change the fate of both realms forever. When vampire envoys arrive in Solaria with an unprecedented offer - the kingdom's salvation in exchange for a royal bride - Elara must make an impossible choice. Agreeing to marry the fearsome Vampire King, she leaves behind everything she's ever known, venturing into a world of darkness and blood that both terrifies and intrigues her. But Elara harbors a secret that threatens to unravel everything: she faints at the mere sight of blood. In a court where bloodlust reigns supreme, her weakness could mean her doom. As she navigates treacherous politics, ancient rituals, and her growing feelings for the enigmatic Darion, Elara must find the strength within herself to bridge two worlds on the brink of war. Darion, initially frustrated by his unusual bride, finds himself drawn to Elara's compassion, wit, and unwavering spirit. Together, they face threats from without and within - power-hungry nobles, ancient prophecies coming to life, and the shadows of their own pasts. As Elara and Darion's relationship deepens from reluctant allies to true partners, they uncover long-buried secrets that connect their kingdoms in ways they never imagined. Their union awakens dormant magic and stirs forgotten legends, setting in motion events that will reshape the destiny of both vampires and humans alike. "Crimson Tides" is a sweeping saga of personal growth, political intrigue, and the transformative power of love. It explores themes of overcoming prejudice, finding strength in vulnerability, and the courageous act of opening one's heart to the unknown. As Elara and Darion fight to unite their people and fulfill an ancient prophecy, they discover that the greatest magic of all lies in the power of understanding, acceptance, and love that transcends all boundaries.

Hinata had pretty good luck, as a high school student living in modern Japan. The cutest of girlfriends, the best of grades. Lots of friends, and even the teachers liked him! Yes, life was never bad, and Hinata was never lacking. However, out of the blue, he trips and falls down the subway stairs, breaking his neck- because in truth, when mages from another world summon heroes, they don't always have the best of timing! Hinata understands well enough when he wakes up in that fantasy land that he's been reincarnated, but there are a few... problems. A.) Hinata has been reincarnated as a girl, instead of some hot guy with an instant harem. What the hell? B.) He, now a she, is a demi-human, a hated, second class race in this misogynistic world! C.) She has no support, because she woke up face down in the mud in some random forest! Taking on a new name and countenance, the guy who should have been a hero will have to start from the ground up- and in a world like this, there are some crazy, CRAZY adventures to be had! Being re-written, now, this version indefinitely hiatused. (TRIGGER/TURN-OFFS WARNINGS BELOW) *Sex scenes *Bloody combat *Yuri/GxG, apparently some people don’t like that *Futa/Futanari MC (she really is just a girl most of the time, though. Don’t worry, I promise this is a legitimate story, not only an eroge) *Sexism/Racism (medieval times) https://discord.gg/bRfbqXzsdF (good for ten uses)

“I’ll give you information and service equal to what you can pay.” The young shopkeeper’s dark eyes gleam as he watches the visitor, a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips. In a hidden corner of the empire’s bustling capital stands a magical shop brimming with wonders. But behind the shelves of enchanted items is a shopkeeper with no memory of his past, drawn into a maze of lost memories, forbidden magic, and dangerous secrets. Now, he must decide if discovering the truth is worth risking everything—or if some secrets are safer left forgotten.

Gideon Farrow Huxley, a lonely and reclusive man in Birmingham, has spent years drifting in the darkness of isolation. Desperate for connection, he finds a twisted solace in killing, each act a temporary reprieve from his empty existence. But when he meets a compassionate stranger who sees beyond his cold exterior, Gideon glimpses a life beyond the shadows. Just as he begins to hope for something more, she slips away, leaving him haunted by the faint warmth she left behind—a reminder of the love that nearly saved him.

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

Edward Collins, the son of the most world know billionaire in the city of Barcelona. Edward got the greatest shock of his life, when he find out that he's a supernatural being. A one night within five months change his life. He stares at himself in the mirror with a silky long horn right on his forehead, and fangs from his mouth with claws dragging out of his hands, and his eyes turned blue,........... out of fear he staggered and his eyes became blurry,then he fainted. An unknown message change his life.

{Warning: Explicit Sexual Content, Harem, Dark Themes, and Ruthless Protagonist} Betrayed by those closest to him, Voldrak—the most formidable Outer Immortal—has fallen from grace, cast down to the desolate Base Realm. Now stripped of his power, freedom, and wealth, he awakens as a slave in a harsh world where only the strong survive. Reduced to a shadow of his former self, he is left with two remnants of his past: a faint trace of dark energy and a cursed Dual-Cultivation System he despises. Faced with a grim fate, Voldrak is forced to wield the forbidden power he loathes. Staring at the first notification from the system and the woman at his feet, he makes a chilling decision. “I will use you,” he growls, expecting resistance. But the woman, driven by her own desire for power, meets his gaze with equal resolve. “Then use me,” she whispers, eager for any chance to seek her own revenge. With vengeance as his guide, Voldrak begins a dark, perilous journey to reclaim his place in the Immortal Realm. …until one of his wives falls in a brutal battle, and Voldrak realizes the bitter truth: the cursed system wasn’t aiding him—but simply waiting to take control of his body. Enraged, he sacrifices his closest allies, shattering the chains of the cursed system. In doing so, he uncovers the truth of his erased memories and his hidden identity: the Supreme Ruler of the Superior Immortals, betrayed and cast aside in a cruel conspiracy. Reborn in blood and fury, Voldrak makes a pact with a demonic entity, sacrificing his mortal body for a chance at true rebirth. With his soul blackened beyond repair, he sets out on a new path, one paved in blood, vengeance, and unrelenting conquest. [Minion Subjugation System Activated] [Stella—Sixth Rank Soldier Defeated. Choose Action: Absorb Her Power, Convert Her to a Minion, or Add Her to Your Harem.] With each victory, his power grows, as he conquers new and brazen enemies. The three Superior Immortals, fearing his resurgence, scramble to halt his ascent. #Reasd ast your owsn perils!

"I wished them immortality but my thirst for redemption caused them suffering, I gave them eternity yet brought the end of the world" Ethan mumbled as he dragged himself from the ruins of the Golden throne. "You should understand me, human, what I wanted, was eternal happiness...yet I received torments from my own wish" "You call me a human, aren't you the same?" Replied a faint voice. Ethan laughed in response before saying " Human? I am beyond humanity, I am..." _____ The world was no longer what it once used to be. A thousand years after the birth of Nexulytes, people who were able to wield Nexus energy and awakened miraculous talents with unimaginable abilities, the earth had fallen to the brink of near extinction with just less than twenty percent of its population left. The Dreamscape, also known as the reflection of the real world, was a space that was shockingly similar to the real world and copied every small detail of the real world. Their only difference was that the Dreamscape was not a place where humans could move about easily as even the strongest Nexulyte could die without knowing how. Years after the appearance of the dreamscape and multiple gateways spammed all across earth, giving the horrors of the dreamscape access to the real world; they unleashed chaos and a hundred years of bloody battle were the consequences of humanity's late response. In a world where those with talents were worshiped and respected, a boy who hated Nexulytes and wished all of them could die ended up becoming one himself. Not only did he become what he hated, but he awakened a talent that he had never heard of or known about. How was he supposed to survive the fusion with a seemingly useless talent or was he ever going to find out the secret of his talent and the birth of the dreamscape? Ps: cover isn't mine#

"Yet that is when I realized. If a God is simply one that rules and is worshipped by all. Then what is stopping me from becoming the entity you worship?" Read Oz's path to Destroy, Devour and Ascend, no matter what it takes. WARNING: THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF THE HEART! THE MAIN CHARACTER IS !!!NOT!!! A HERO NOR IS HE A GOOD OR EVEN A DECENT PERSON! SUPPORT ME ON PATREON FOR EARLY CHAPTERS- patreon.com/2A1Z ____________________ JOIN THE DISCORD COMMUNITY: https://discord.gg/Y4ygPrZ ____________________ FOLLOW ME ON MY SOCIALS: Youtube: Atomfactor - https://www.youtube.com/@Atomfactorr Twitch: Atomfactor_ - https://www.twitch.tv/atomfactor_ Instagram: Atomfactor - https://www.instagram.com/atomfactor/ Tiktok: Atomfactor - https://www.tiktok.com/@atomfactor ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [OLD] ARTIST CREDIT: https://www.deviantart.com/mizu-no-akira/art/Heart-s-Blood-515591858  [AMAZING ARTWORK] [NEW] ARTIST CREDIT: https://www.deviantart.com/aoiogataartist/art/Stigmata-837390959 [AMAZING ARTWORK] CURRENT ARTWORK COMMISIONED BY [ AoiOgataArtist ] My first book so I'm open to any criticism and suggestions.

On the border of a kingdom named Caradel in a deep and great forest a man could be seen running, being chased by a group of men wearing armor as arrows flew in the air. One striking true to its target striking the man in the shoulder nevertheless the man continued running. The man named Baranor, a young man who had orange eyes black hair and tanned skin with a slight scruffy beard was running for his life while thinking to himself. 'How did this happen?!' Baranor running out of air feeling exhausted, and the blood flowing from his shoulder running down his back mixing with his sweat, Baranor stared in front of him only to see a drop off nearly 100 meters in front of him. The men behind him also seemed to notice that Baranor was running out of time, as nearly every single one of them let out a grin, as they approached the edge Baranor slowed to a halt, as did the men behind him. "Give up prince! Just accept what's to come, after all the throne is no longer yours to inherit!" Said the man leading the soldiers "I will never! Not after what you did to my men, not after what he did to my father!" Baranor replied "Hmph! So be it, I offer you life just for you to accept death" The man stated "Life? Life! you offer me death now or later, do you really think i'd be stupid enough to hand over the throne after witnessing your coupe against my father!" Baranor replied "Hmm, it seems your unwilling even till the end, Very well, Archer's! Fire!" The man commanded Baranor was now stuck between a rock and a hard place either jump off the cliff to a seemingly doomed fate or accept the fate that the man in front of him was offering. As he thought what he should do he heard the command the man spouted feeling the stress of the situation and his adrenalin nearly running out he decided. He'd rather die by his own hands than give the man in front of him that satisfaction! As he thought this he immediately took a step back falling to his doom. The man not expecting this looked rather confused only for his face to twist into a grin. 'Finally! Good riddance my dear prince!' The man said as he looked as the boy fell through the tough branches of the trees below Baranor looking up at one of the men that betrayed him thought to himself 'Is this how i really die? Well what can i say, i tried, i gave it my all.......' As Baranor was accepting his fate he thought back on his life only to be filled with rage 'No! I refuse to accept this laying down! Quintin I will come for you! I will come for all those who dare raise their sword to their king! No matter what! even if i have to accept a deal from the devi-' that was the last thought Baranor had before he hit the ground When Baranor hit the ground he didn't even feel the pain, just the shock, as it traveled through his body as his eyes slowly blurred he built up all his will to not pass out 'I refuse! I have to keep moving!' Baranor thought as he turned his body over back up When Baranor was starting to lose hope he started to hear faint whispers as he looked at the direction the whispers came he saw a cave, almost as if the whispers were drawing him in he forced himself to crawl and keep crawling, no matter what Baranor refused to stop crawling. Finally when Baranor arrived to where he heard the faint whispers they became louder almost screaming in his head as he saw it, a ring, resting on what looked to be an ancient place holder for it. Baranor grabbed the ring and lay on his back as he gathered his strength and said "My Fate! Is my own!" As he slid the ring on his finger. -------------------- -Author here Just a quick disclaimer! This novel is heavily inspired by lord of the rings if you couldn't tell also it's because i only ever saw one other story on a ring.

Lijin's path leads him to the prestigious but merciless Grand Imperial Academy, where he, alongside a few misfit allies, endures scorn and dangerous challenges designed to weed out the weak. Despite the Academy’s hostile environment and the ridicule of upper-class students, Lijin’s determination sharpens, fueled by faint glimpses of the dark power he once wielded.

In a world forever changed by the emergence of Twinkle, a celestial power born from the light of the stars, humanity discovers the hidden potential within their souls. Each individual carries a Heart Core-a living essence that reflects their true nature, harboring the power to grow and flourish through faith, self-discovery, and connection. At the heart of this tale is Ryu Katsuya, a proud and fiery teenager wielding the raw might of explosive flames, and Mizu Shoga, a graceful healer with a gift for understanding the unspoken depths of the heart. Together with the spirited and resilient Hinata Neito and the steadfast and formidable Eito, they are thrust into an era of upheaval, where growth is forged through trials and they embark on a journey of growth, courage, and resilience to protect a world on the brink of change. As they navigate the tender moments of high school life and the intense clashes of an uncertain world, each of them must confront their fears, rise above their pasts, and discover the strength to protect what they hold dear. Along the way, they'll uncover the truth of their powers, the beauty of connection, and the light that can only be found by facing the darkest nights.

"So, you're telling me I wrestled three cyclopes last night and... won?" Dr. Alexander Matthews, a myth-obsessed professor, never expected his latest research trip to Greece would lead to actually becoming Hercules. After stumbling upon a cursed diary, Alexander wakes up in ancient Greece... only now he’s got bulging muscles, an olive-wood club, and a to-do list that includes slaying the Nemean Lion. His body is built for heroics, but his mind is still very much a coffee-fueled academic. Between dodging centaurs and managing way too many injuries, Alexander struggles to keep his cool. With ancient monsters to fight, divine drama to dodge, and the constant realization that he's really bad at ancient Greek armor, Alexander must somehow survive Hercules' legendary labors — all while trying not to faint from pain... or embarrassment. "So, about the Nemean Lion... any chance it just needs a hug?"

its henti tentical story man that oonly perverted legends only for the "adults" this is one of my fantasy there are really gory fed up shit in here mc is heavily influence by monster instincts he gets to see some of his wifue he is overpowered in a way here is the small part **Holy moly, is this real? Am I in a fantasy world?** I glanced down at my new form—a writhing mass of dark, glistening tentacles. They sprouted from a central core, each one adorned with small, bioluminescent spots that pulsed with a faint blue light. My body felt powerful yet alien, with a tough, leathery texture and an almost liquid flexibility. I could sense the ability to mutate and change coursing through me. I was god… well, technically, this body was. But who cares? I was moping over my mundane, unsuccessful life, making my eighth fountain, feeling sleepy and dizzy from lack of nutrition. Everybody bullied me, but now I get a second chance. Is this a wonderful dream? Am I in a coma? Am I dead? Does this make me a reincarnator, a transmigrator, or just a delusional dreamer? Whatever it is, I won’t waste a single second trying to comprehend this. I’ll enjoy fulfilling all my fantasies, even if I am or look like a villain. Those bastards who judged me were all well-off in life and wanted to control me.** I’m sure there will be some here too. Yeah, in history, there have been worse people who committed genocides. I’m just seeking pleasure. Why do I feel like a sick bastard, similar to those psycho criminals? No, this is a wonderful dream. I’ll enjoy it, I won’t even make friends if it’s a short span. Even if I’m in a coma, I might die early because of my bitchy stepmom. Okay, back to whatever this is. I took in my surroundings. The place looked like a cross between a temple and a dungeon. Ancient stone walls covered in intricate carvings surrounded me. Magic circles glowed faintly on the floor, and an altar stood in the center, covered in runes and mystical symbols. Slave cages lined the walls, their iron bars rusting but still sturdy. The downside is that a guy before me, a legend, tried to seduce well f* up a saint possessed by a goddess and paid dearly for it. That god cursed this body. He kind of sacrificed himself to the system because he was doing whatever he wanted. So, I can’t fool around because this body is dying and will be reported by a saint. The former host tried to make another body fail-safe, but his soul was dying because of the curse. This body can’t live long, will be hunted, and I can’t control it. Is that it, system? ['Yes.'] [There is a recording by the former host. Would you like to hear it?] --- warning this is a porno not for faint heart there is really disturbing and cruel things in here all characters in here are imagination this is no fanfic or has any link to other stories and all character are above 18 even if they say they are not in any way because they are mature enough to be in the legal age such as vampire elves could look like 16 year old but they are 1000 etc the cover art is not mine if want to remove it contact me

In the bustling city of Shinjuku, a high school student Aki Yukito finds himself seated next to the popular "gal" of the class, Futaba Hinata. With her flashy fashion sense, Hinata quickly becomes the attention among their classmates. Despite Hinata's harboring a hatred on Yukito, Yukito always discovers a different side of Hinata. "Good morning, Futaba-san" "Please don't ever talk to me again"

A deleted cut scene between Akira and Hinata during their one night at a mountain shrine. After they had escaped the secret police. This is a spicy rated oneshot.