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If you are unsure if you want to read my book or have some misconceptions, please check out my updated review. *** Rael screwed up badly. One reckless gamble later, and his guild's entire emergency fund was gone. With debt collectors ready to harvest his organs, his only hope was a single, desperate gacha pull. Ding! [Congratulations! Player: Quarterpounder69 has obtained the (Divine) Grade item, Eye of the Beast!] [Divine Grade item obtained! All Stats +250] [First Divine Grade item obtained! All Stats +100] [New title unlocked! [Heavenly Attraction] (Divine)] With no other choice, he consumed the item—only to be thrown into a situation no player had ever faced before. [To ensure fairness, please select a random number. This will determine which boss monster variation you become.] 'Uh, I don't fucking know? 69... hmm, maybe not...' [Confirmed.] 'Wait—' [Congratulations! You've chosen the Special-Type Boss Monster Variation: The Pay-to-Win Boss.] [Congratulations! You've become a Boss Monster!] Armed with broken perks like [Premium Leveling], [Premium Evolution], and [Premium Shop], Rael was thrust into the world of the VRMMORPG game he had been playing. The issue was, he went back in time, specifically, 150 days before the launch of version 1.0. *** Discord: https://discord.gg/cr2KvAPwEm

The world ended when the last Author fell. The story should have stopped. But someone kept writing. In the fog-drenched city of Nocthaven, where fate is scripted by unseen gods known as the Authors, every life follows a page. Every breath, every death, prewritten. But the pen fell silent. Time froze. The world decayed. Yet Darksun walks still. Branded a Defector, he carries the Nameless Manuscript—a living anomaly that lets him rewrite fragments of fate. Each stroke of its ink grants power… and madness. Hunted by Archivists, whispered about in shadows, and pursued by those who fear what he could become, Darksun defies the ending etched by the divine. But tampering with fate is not without price. As forgotten scripts awaken, ancient entities stir, and Rewrite Agents begin their purge, one truth becomes clear: He is not the hero. Not the villain. Not the chosen one. He is the one who writes after the end. --- Dark Fantasy Mystery Narrative System Post-Apocalyptic Anti-Hero MC Fate Manipulation Cosmic Horror Scheming Urban Fantasy System-Without-System ---

Kazuki Arata telah menghabiskan delapan tahun hidupnya sebagai pasien tetap rumah sakit—terikat pada kasur, dipenuhi kabel infus dan mesin medis, dengan tubuh lemah yang nyaris tak berfungsi. Dunia luar hanyalah mimpi, dan satu-satunya pelariannya dari neraka kehidupan monoton itu adalah tumpukan light novel yang ia lahap setiap hari. Namun, saat ajal menjemputnya di usia muda, Kazuki tidak mengira bahwa akhir hidupnya justru menjadi awal dari kisah yang lebih aneh dari fiksi mana pun yang pernah ia baca. Ia terbangun di dunia fantasi—dunia dari salah satu novel favoritnya. Tapi bukannya menjadi pahlawan, putra bangsawan, atau bahkan karakter penting… Kazuki justru bereinkarnasi sebagai seorang figuran tanpa nama. Hanya seorang extra. Orang yang bahkan tidak disebutkan dalam cerita asli. Dengan pengetahuan dunia novel di tangannya dan tekad untuk hidup sepenuhnya, Kazuki bersumpah: meski dia bukan tokoh utama, dia akan menulis ulang takdirnya sendiri.

This book is just a test. I'm not an author I'm a reader I just wanted to write this book as a way to deal with depression. Stories may be non linear or even just not connected in general. Enjoy!

Arthur was just an ordinary boy, living his quiet routine in the real world. Everything changes when, during a boring math class, he dozes off… and wakes up in a new world. In this place, heroes are summoned to fulfill a sacred mission: to defeat the Demon King. There have always been three, but for the first time, a fourth hero appears — and that hero is him. Without understanding why he's there, Arthur is thrown into a destiny he never chose. Frustrated, he tries to stay calm until the moment comes to measure his magic... and something unbelievable happens. The result? No magic. Nothing. Zero. An error. That’s what they called him. Humiliated, rejected by the royal family, despised by the other heroes, and cast out to the slums like trash. But there was something no one knew. Arthur wasn’t a mistake. He didn’t have ordinary magic because his essence was something else entirely. A dark power slept within him — dark magic — the kind of power that couldn’t be measured by normal means. And so begins his journey, not as the hero everyone expected, but as the one destined to become… the next Demon King. NO NTR

Lucien's last memory was skidding tires, blinding headlights, the sickening crunch of metal. But that wasn't the end. He lived his life and died an overworked and underpaid, but he rose as Lucian D’Aureville. Incumbent heir to House Aureville, one of the most powerful houses in the kingdom. However it wasn't as rosy as it seemed. His predecessor had been murdered by someone, and they wouldn't be happy to see Lucien alive. Follow along as Lucien navigates the complex and treacherous path of nobility and wealth as he rises to the top. I'll be posting this story on Royal road and other platforms.

System Activated] [Welcome, Creator.] Ash blinked. He looked around, expecting someone to be pulling a prank. But he was alone. [You have been selected as the host of the Creator Support System.] [Function: Provide unlimited production funds for content creation.] [Restriction: Funds may only be used for video-related expenses. Misuse will result in auto-restriction.] [Additional Feature: Identity Protection – Enable anonymous persona, facial hologram masking, and voice modulation.] [View-based reward system initialized.] [Current Creative Balance: ৳∞ (Content Use Only)] He leaned back slowly, eyes fixed on the strange holographic text. "...What the hell?" The screen hovered there, steady. It didn't flicker again. It didn't disappear. A soft chime sounded in his ear. [Please choose a channel name.] Ash hesitated. It felt absurd. Was he hallucinating? Was he going crazy from stress? But the system waited. Patiently. Silently. He thought back to the videos he just watched. The weird ones. The funny ones. The over-the-top thumbnails that made no sense but still pulled millions of views. He wanted something that would stand out. Something ironic. Something that told people: this isn't serious, but it's interesting. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, and then he typed: "Creepy Crap"

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Just a writing guide from a random, nothing else.

This story was originally written in Indonesian. I used AI to help translate it into English, so I apologize in advance for any translation errors or awkward phrasing that may appear. --- In the dark world of Ijdornia, where fear reigns and power defines your place, Pandora stands out—not because of her strength, but her lack of it. As the tenth daughter of the infamous Demon Queen, she is the weakest demon alive. No magic. No aura. Just a fragile soul trapped in a brutal court. But behind her quiet eyes lies a secret—one no one in Ijdornia would ever believe. She was once Santi, a human girl from Earth. After a tragic incident and a death sentence, a mysterious goddess offers her a second chance—not as a human, but as a demon princess. Her mission? Not conquest, but redemption. Now, in a world that worships strength and fears weakness, Pandora must find a way to change the heart of the cruelest being in existence—her own mother.

Dans un monde régi par une magie ancienne et incomprise, Allen, un garçon de treize ans, rencontre une étrange jeune fille au cœur d’une forêt où plus rien ne devrait exister. Elle ne sait pas qui elle est, ni d’où elle vient — mais elle porte un prénom qu’il lui a offert : Alice. Ce qui devait être une rencontre éphémère devient le point de rupture d’une réalité qui se déforme peu à peu. Alors que les souvenirs vacillent, que le temps se replie sur lui-même, et que les certitudes s’effondrent, Allen doit affronter une vérité qu’il n’est pas prêt à comprendre : et si cette histoire ne lui appartenait pas ?

"Prophecies are meant to be fulfilled. This one was meant to be erased." At the end of Kali Yuga, the world waits for Kalki—the divine avatar fated to end the age of darkness. But fate has fractured. A new force walks the earth. Not born of prophecy. Not blessed by gods. An anomaly—unrecorded, unpredicted, unstoppable. He wears silence like armor. His past, a ghost. His strength, immeasurable. And wherever he walks, the lines of destiny begin to tremble. Some whisper he’s a myth reborn. Others fear he’s a warning written too late. But all will soon understand: He was never meant to exist… and yet, he is here. And he brings with him only one vow: “I Shall Write My Own Destiny!.”

[ON PAUSE] At West Ridge High School, surviving teenage drama is already hard enough, but for YOU it’s about to get a whole lot worse. One afternoon, you find a black diary that writes itself in your own handwriting. At first, it’s just silly stuff: embarrassing secrets and fights you never planned to start, but soon, the diary’s predictions turn darker. Every time you turn the page, it writes something new— and it always comes true. Now, you’re fighting not just teenage hormones and drama, but your own fate. With every page, high school gets crazier, and as the diary’s influence grows, so do the secrets it reveals— about YOU, your friends, your enemies, and the school itself. Will you figure out the diary’s true power before it completely rewrites who you are? Or are you doomed to be a puppet in the black pages of West Ridge High’s darkest secret?

Hero and Villain – Written and should be read while listening to ‘November’ by Max Richter A one chapter writing exercise I wanted to try after hearing a tragic song.

Minha namorada e eu estávamos em uma viagem de carro quando batemos em um Maybach de um bilionário. O bilionário saiu do carro, sorriu para nós e gentilmente perguntou se estávamos feridos. Ele até disse que não precisávamos pagar pelos danos. Minha namorada pensou erroneamente que o bilionário tinha se apaixonado por ela à primeira vista. No dia em que pedi minha namorada em casamento, ela me rejeitou publicamente e correu para o banheiro para ligar para sua melhor amiga: "Por que ambos têm o sobrenome Morrow? Garrison é tão pobre, mas Fintan é bilionário!" "A cartomante disse que meu par perfeito tem o sobrenome Morrow. Se é assim, por que não pode ser o bilionário Fintan?" "Aquele dono do Maybach é o bilionário Fintan. Ele deve ter se apaixonado por mim. Não vou dizer sim ao Garrison!" Eu sorri ironicamente e virei para ir embora. Ela não sabia que o bilionário não era ninguém menos que meu pai biológico.

Reborn Flames, a writer, who's known for his shitty novel, ‘The world of trials’, found himself stuck in his prologue. Not a writer’s block. Actual stuck as in real life stuck in his novel. Everything seem to go well yesterday, he was offered an adaptation for his novel, and a big interview was arranged by his company. But when he opened his eyes, he awaken to see a white room, and he mistakes reality for some sort of dream

+27739970300 Dr. Anwar Sadat was born and raised in a family of spell casters. From generation to generations his forefathers were very much known for the kind of magic they could produce and the effects their magic could make to affect the target.

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes. "The contract is effective as of now" He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine. She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision. Let the games begin..!

After discovering the true power of the universe and how truly deep its waters are, humanity was thrust into a chaotic world where only power meant anything. Martial artists dominated the cosmos, wielding power far beyond what even the gods of their imagination could do. Facing extinction, humanity rallied together and built a world they could call home. Now, 12,000 years have passed, and in an era of peace and complacency, humanity gave birth to their chosen warrior, destined to lead them to prosperity. Adam was once a medical student trying to become a doctor, but one day, after becoming one with the pavement, he died, never being able to fulfill his dreams. However, just as the lights turned off, they turned back on. He had reincarnated and 12,000 years into the future at that. In an era where only martial arts meant power, Adam was forced to become a powerhouse or die worth nothing. But with his average talent and skills, Adam knew he wouldn't get very far in this life. Yet on his 16th birthday, just when he had accepted it, his fate changed as a blue screen appeared in front of him. ————————————————————————— The picture on the cover or the one I have used in the character illustration chapter does not belong to me. They were just creations I found that resembled how the characters I had imagined looked. If the creator wishes for me to take them down, please contact me. ————————————————————————— If you like this type of novel or my writing in general, be sure to check out my other novels, Transmigration: Children of The Plane and Rebirth of a Divine Lord. ————————————————————————— Personal Links. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/3ybfHXxxBg Support me here at Kofi! https://ko-fi.com/slarbi123

Frances Lin lived a life engulfed in silk and admiration. Born into luxury, she journeyed through life untouched by sorrow, her beauty and charm shielding her from the world’s cruelty. Through storms and seasons, she was always held, always protected. Behind the adoration, betrayal brewed like a silent poison. When her own family casts her aside, Frances is thrust into a merciless world she had never been prepared for. When her only best friend _ Charlotte snatched her fiancé, she was pushed into an hanging cliff. Alone, wounded but unbroken, she vows to reclaim everything — and more. No longer the naive girl who trusted too easily, Frances becomes a woman of fire: calculating, resilient, and fiercely determined. All she needed was just a helping hand, to offer her an huge amount of money for her to start up something. In her darkest hour, a mysterious young man —Stafford Raymond — a stranger whose loyalty seems pure, a boss mafia and a multibillionaire appears. But Frances, once foolishly trusting, now hides her true heart behind walls no one can scale. Unknown to him, she secretly plots her revenge, using even her savior as a pawn if she must. Constrained by a marriage proposal, Frances is forced to marry the man she planned to deceive. To avoid him ruining her plan, she married him and eloped to another country with his money, where she begins plotting her revenge. Whereas, the mafia boss she deceived was already smitten by her. Unknown to her, another nemesis awaits her with the man she had deceived. She never knew how ruthless he was until Raymond fished her out and shows her who he really was. Can two betrayals ever cancel each other out — or will their bond ignite a tragedy that neither of them can escape?

When a quiet afternoon turns into a life-altering discovery, a young lady stumbles upon a letter hidden in her late mother’s Bible revealing a secret that shakes the foundation of everything she believed.