Fish Fiction

Chen Fei looked at the bewildering number of people in front of him who desperately practiced boxing to become a master, sighing. "Compete? I don't think so. My motto is never to stand when you can sit." So the panel answered his call. "Extreme Mountain Fist Technique simplification in progress... simplification successful... Extreme Mountain Breathing Technique" "Extreme Mountain Breathing Method simplification in progress... simplification successful... Breathing" Chen Fei took a deep breath. "Extreme Mountain Breathing Method experience +1." "...So I can cultivate by breathing alone?"

"Art has nine categories, and I will recreate them one by one before you," "My name is the God of Fiction, and I hold sway over all the dreams in this universe... now choose from the nine great arts." "Choose literature, and you are not allowed to demand updates." "Choose music, and you will become addicted." "Choose painting, and you will descend into madness." "Choose sculpture, and you will become as handsome as the statues themselves." "......." "Choose gaming... oh my friend, do you need to top up? Just top up, and be happy for seven days!"

Chase Maxwell has it all—fame, fortune, and the title of the youngest World Rally Champion in history. With his silver hair and devil-may-care attitude, he’s a man who lives for speed and thrives on adrenaline. But beneath the glamour and chaos, his life is cold, empty, and ruled by routine. That is, until he locks eyes with her. Anna Monroe is perfection incarnate—a world-famous ballerina whose every move speaks of grace, elegance, and discipline. Her life is meticulously structured, her every step a calculated masterpiece. She is the very opposite of Chase, yet she’s the one thing he’s never been able to resist. When a reckless racer falls for a woman who’s spent her life dancing on the edge of control, their worlds collide in a tempest of fiery attraction and unspoken yearning. As the lines blur between ambition and obsession, love and lust, Chase and Anna must decide: Will they destroy each other, or will they create a love that defies all odds?

The world was forever changed by the emergence of mana. Humanity split into two paths: those who awakened to its power, gaining superhuman abilities and becoming known as "Awakened," and those who remained unchanged, vulnerable to the mana-infused air that now choked the planet. To survive, mankind erected magical barriers around their cities, powered by mana stones mined from the earth. The Awakened ventured beyond the safety of these barriers, battling monstrous creatures that emerged from dimensional rifts and scavenging for resources. Jay, an orphan, toiled in the mines, his life deemed less valuable than the stones he extracted. At nineteen, a cave-in ended his short, harsh existence. But fate had other plans. He awoke reborn, not in the mines, but on a small, idyllic island, a mysterious system at his disposal. This system allowed him to trade his catches of fish for incredible rewards: experience points, stat boosts, even fantastical abilities. As Jay grows stronger, he discovers a shocking truth: he's not on some alien world, but on Earth. The island's air is not toxic, there are no monstrous beasts around. What happened in his absence? Driven by a thirst for answers and a desire to never again be weak, Jay embarks on a journey to uncover the secrets of this new world and forge his own destiny.

! RAGION I morspina: arc fours de mar. [Spina De Mar Family] Big three Family: Morsula Pina Family. Lula Spina Family. Spina Rose Family. Author Lin ["Too lazy to deal with editors. I’ll just let it be and ignore them."] Author Violette Spina ["It’s fine if my work gets rejected. Makes sense anyway, it’s still too small. Besides, even if it gets accepted, if the editor asks me to change the story, that’s just annoying. I won’t do it. Too lazy to explain everything about my book—as long as there are readers, that’s enough."] Author Lin ["Rejected? Well, makes sense. I couldn’t care less. I’m not interested either."] Author Violette Spina ["Just write and ignore the editor. If the copyright ends up in their hands, that’s infuriating. After the end of the world, I’ll take back the rights. So, I’ll write what I want. If it’s adapted, published, or released on other platforms with changes, I won’t bother to even look at it. I hope this never gets adapted."]

Ye Chen, the desperate fisherman in Riverland City, could catch anything but fish. He even registered a livestreaming room. Swish! Ye Chen caught a cremation urn as a bait box, hoping to change his luck with it. But as soon as someone sat down, a big fish was caught! Ye Chen was almost infuriated to the point of spitting blood! Just when he couldn't take it anymore, the system finally awakened... However, the system's achievements left him dumbfounded. Salvaging military weapons, saving people from the river, encountering floating corpses at night... [The host can catch a fish in 5 minutes] After 5 minutes, a rotten fish was hooked. Ye Chen was stunned. All the viewers in the livestreaming room were also stunned. [If the host continues fishing, a mysterious item weighing 76kg, worth 200,000, can be obtained] Ye Chen exclaimed, "Holy crap! Why can I catch everything except fish?"

Jason Carter always believed he was destined for mediocrity. His death was as unremarkable as his life—a freak accident that left no mark behind. But death is only the beginning. Jason awakens in a futuristic universe brimming with colossal megacities, interstellar travel, and worlds dominated by beings with superpowers, or Aspects. From the fiery strength of Solar Titans to the mind-bending abilities of Cerebrants, every individual is born with an Aspect—a manifestation of their core essence. In this world, power determines your worth. The weak are crushed. The strong rise to rule. Jason soon discovers that he, too, has an Aspect. But it’s not what anyone expects. Unlike most, Jason’s ability defies logic and categorization. It allows him to mimic and evolve the powers of beings he knew were fictional. Thrust into the harsh arena of survival, where warlords, bounty hunters, and galactic tyrants vie for supremacy, Jason quickly realizes that knowledge is power, and power is survival. As he carves a name for himself, Jason begins to uncover chilling truths about the origin of the Aspects and the universe itself. Each power has a price and the collectors were watching, waiting. With the fate of countless worlds hanging in the balance, Jason must rise beyond his limits and become something far more than a man with a stolen power. He must become the Ascendant, a force strong enough to challenge gods themselves. But in a universe built on power, Jason knows one truth above all: "Adapt. Survive. Conquer."

I always wished to be Isekaid, so when I really was Isekaid, How will I be living my life? Steve, a normal guy gets reincarnated into a fantasy world and tries to make his life as good as possible, but will he be able to do it, or will he be distracted by something else? Follow Steve on his journey in another world !!!!

After another long night, Suki wakes up in the body of a beautiful young lady. This is her journey as she discovers more about the host of her body, and herself along the way.

Who would think he get reincarnated as a fish now he has to try to get the affection of the 5 Prince to survive.

Mattis, a young blacksmith, completes a magnificent sword crafted from serpent scales and other materials. He subsequently enters a forbidden cave and forms an unexpected pact with Arcaeus, a giant serpent who reveals a history of conflict between humans and serpents. Their bond develops as Mattis offers Arcaeus fish, and Arcaeus clarifies that serpents primarily consume fish, not humans, offering a glimmer of hope for Mattis's missing parents. The story unfolds in the fictional land of Wyrmwind, emphasizing the relationship between humans and serpents. The narrative focuses on Mattis's actions and the unfolding revelations about the world around him.

True being of absolute power that no can can defy.

In 2030, Ethan Carter’s world fell apart—betrayed by his closest friend, his family shattered, and his life ruined. To escape the agony of reality, he entered the world of Godfall, a virtual reality game that became more than just a game. Over ten years, he rose from a petty thief to a legendary assassin, but at the moment of his ascension to godhood, he was struck down by betrayal. Now, Ethan has been reborn ten years earlier. With the memory of his past life and a thirst for vengeance, he returns to Godfall, but this time, he chooses the path of a magician. Armed with a unique talent, "One More Chance," Ethan will toy with the gods and bend the rules of the world to his will. Loki: "Hello, is this 911? I'd like to report a scam. What? You don’t believe me? I’m the victim here, seriously!" Selene: "Damn you, Ethan! I looked away for just a second, and you made my clothes disappear… completely!" Ares: "Ethan, I challenge you to a duel! Wait, where's my sword? Ethan, give me back my sword!"

[You've Successfully Entered Groupchat For The Troubled!] Salted_Mackerel43 [For the first time in my career, I seem to be having trouble with my target. My wife, 24 (M) wouldn't leave, we've been married for 8 months now and my taunts have always worked on him, but now he doesn't even blink an eye. At this rate, my perfect record will turn into ashes. Please send help!] | |NotAMonsterFucker [Have you tried using violence?] | |Salted_Mackerel43 [Thank you for the advice! I did try to duel him one time, but even with a damaged leg he still managed to send me flying with a sword. After that, he tended to my wounds and he's even teaching me how to properly fight with a sword now.] | |I'llSueEverything [Reminds me of that time I got scammed by a game and was forced to work for the Intergalactic System.] | |Vigilante_Husband [I don't see a connection.] | |I'llSueEverything [Squint harder.] | |GalacticWeirdo0×0 [@everyone welcome the new member!!!] | |I'llSueEverything [I already did.] | |GalacticWeirdo0×0 [@SHfbejdidhejksidhdjs12 @Vigilante_Husband @What_Is_Love? give @Salted_Mackerel43 some advice!] | |Vigilante_Husband [Just love your wife, I'm sure it'll all work out.] | |What_Is_Love [I asked my coworkers, one said you should make your wife jealous while the other said you should kiss him stupid..?] | |SHfbejdidhejksidhdjs12 [...those aren't advice...] | |NotAMonsterFucker[Just use violence! VIOLENCE, LISTEN TO ME @Salted_Mackarel43] | |SHfbejdidhejksidhdjs12 [Give some proper–] | ||I'llSueEverything [Shut you—] | |What_Is_Love? [she als–] | | |Vigilante_Husband [I'm putting all of you in timeout.] Cheng Jin watched as the chatroom errupted into chaos. In the end, he couldn't ask any decent advice. "You told me that this was the no.1 chatroom in the mainstream. Why is it only 4 people?" [Correction. 5, you're also a part of it now.] Before Cheng Jin could complain, the door to his room opened and he quickly scrambled to get back on his bed. "I've brought breakfast." Ying Yu entered with a tray of food, seeing this, Cheng Jin's soul almost left his body. Seeing Cheng Jin's odd expression, Ying Yu carefully placed the tray down before striding to the other's side. With his left hand, he grasped Cheng Jin's shoulder, before the other could protest, Ying Yu was already pressing his face closer, their foreheads touching. After a beat, Ying Yu slowly retreated, his eyes never leaving Cheng Jin. "You don't have a fever, but why are you red?" Honestly, Cheng Jin doesn't know. What he does know though, that he preferably wants to be burried 8 feet below the ground right now. 'PLEASE SEND HELP!'

In a brutal and lawless slum, 16-year-old Aizen awakens in the body of a boy with his name, no family, and no future. But his despair turns to surprise when he discovers a mysterious cheat ability: the power to bring fictional characters to life. Bound by strict limitations— Feature: -Automatic 100% loyalty to summoner. -Get feedback from the summons. Restrictions: -Stories without any form of influence of MC. -Need a medium (books, manga, etc...) -Needs the number of souls to bring a fictional character to life. The number of souls needed depends on the strength of the fictional character. -Collected souls must have died under the MC or his summons' hand. With such a cheat in hand, Aizen's ultimate goal was to summon fictional characters that could destroy buildings with bare hands, summon demons and gods, and even summon villains, mad scientists and superheroes that would help him build his own kingdom!

Jing Yun looked at the scene before him. The prince who was supposed to fall in love with the sleeping princess was making love eyes at the frog. "Fuck." Yu Xian cursed—out of the three of them, she was always the quickest to think, so it wasn't a suprise that she was the first to realize how badly they messed up. He could already see her scrambling towards Gu Feng, probably to choke the other, but Jing Yun was still processing everything so he's not in the right state to stop her. After a couple of minutes, he could hear a cry coming from the corner, though he barely managed to register it, too focused on the sight of the prince currently making out with the frog. "YOU BASTARD! YOU GAVE HIM THE WRONG POTION!!!" . . . The Matchmaking Agency, an organization with the sole purpose of tying the heart's of people, and making the love blossom, despite this, the agency and it's workers does everything, well...except for that purpose. "We set off a bomb, pissed off a god, messed with an Empire and now we're inside a monster's mouth...are you sure this has anything to do with love?" Jing Yun asked as he looked at his fellow workmates—the three of them were currently floating on a green liquid, probably the monster's saliva. "Love is complicated." "We're going to die! STOP TALKING AND DO SOMETHING!!!" Jing Yun contemplated on Yu Xian's wistful answer and then to Gu Feng's life and death scream. With a nod, Jing Yun concluded: Love is really complicated. "Stop with that bullshit, we're being eaten alive for fuck's sake!" Truly complicated.

Gray World is dominated by the will of Gods and thrives under the control of iron gears and steam. It is a place where faith is not a passive devotion but a currency—traded, bought, and sold by churches that wield their gods' influence as weapons. It is a place where value is absolute, value is everything, shaping every belief and controlling every life. Run by ironclad reign of Church of Steel, every life here reeks of smoke and decay, while the Church of Sacrifice whispers promises of salvation through pain and sacrifice. Yet, amidst this ever existing Gods of sacrifice, iron, and decay, a new God descends—one who was once known as The Faceless One, God of Confusion, Keeper of secrets, Messiah of messengers by en masse: the God of Fiction. God of Fiction, Ashur, reincarnates after dying by the wiles of God of Sacrifice and others. Unlike other gods, Ashur, does not demand worship through suffering or material devotion. Instead, he brings something far more dangerous: the ability to weave fantasies into existence, to blur the line between fiction and reality. "Is fiction not a truth waiting to be realized?" Whispers spread among the people—rumors of a church that doesn't preach, of a god who offers not suffering but something far more seductive: choice. They speak of dreams too vivid to be mere illusions and realities that seem to bend to their imaginations. What is fiction, if not another form of reality? When the masses begin to believe, does belief not shape the world itself? As his own proclamation goes— [To not exist does not mean one truly does not exist, for to be known is also a form of existence.] ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ [This book has been dropped] [If you want to read something after it, I would recommend, “Death Game: Beyond Reality“]

When I woke up, I was in the shape of a fish in the river. Why did I look like a fish, and who am I in the first place? While leaving only the memory of being human in the previous life and being puzzled by the loss of all memories of himself, the days of hunting for prey to live in the world to live have begun. And it seems that this small fish can become a dragon as it evolves. When I heard that from the skill of “voice of heaven” and had the purpose of living, I went to enjoy this world. This story is about a small fish aiming to become a dragon.

A collection of short stories to allow others to read them.

Cirus Do's motto in life was always "Just do it!" So when he accidentally swallowed a catnip for calamities–world destructing beasts from [The Great End] he closed his eyes and clenched his fists, as he screamed from the top of his lungs. "I don't want to do it!!!" Spoiler: It wasn't a multiple-choice question.

“It’s Duke Raymond, oh my god he looks so handsome in white!!” a lady exclaimed. Just hearing this warning bell Eloise, peered to the right. A beautiful man dressed completely in white tux walked confidently into the ballroom. His black eyes wandered amongst the crowd, searching for a certain someone. {‘Why is he here!!’} Eloise bit her lips anxiously. {‘Either way, lets run before he catches me,’} she pulled up her fluffy ruffle skirt to her knees and ran like the wind. All of a sudden she felt her skirt being pulled from behind. “How audacious of you to pull a lady’s skirt,” she shouted and pulled without taking a glance back. “My, my, I think I stepped on a cockroach, what shall I do? Shall I roast it for tainting my shoes or should I chop its head off,” a hoarse voice jokingly said from behind. {‘Shit, I’m dead,’} she glanced back in slow motion. “This..... My lord, can you let go of my skirt,” she pointed to his foot that was firmly stepping on the bottom of her skirt. “Why not, I am just expressing my emotions to the lady who expressed ardent feeling to me in her letters,” he said with a smug smirk. The crowd gasped. “She wrote him a love letter!! That shameless wrench,” some lady shouted out loud. Hearing this, Eloise’s eyelid twitched, “sir... no, Lord, I think you misunderstood. I was only expressing my heartfelt gratitude with my ‘thank you’ letter,” she enunciated each word. The duke chuckled. “Oh is that so,” he strode closer having a tight grip on her skirt, “are the words bat-shit-bastard, ring a bell. I read it in your letter,” Eloise gritted her teeth, {‘so you plan to use my word against me, huh? We’ll see who wins,’} she stepped to his side, showing her back to the entire crowd. “MY LORD! Where are you touching me?!” Suddenly she shouted, gasping her bosom. “How audacious of you. I RESPECTED YOU SIR!! How could you do this,” she screamed and ran away while he was frozen in shock. The entire ball room was in disarray. “Lord Raymond is a pervert!!”

This collection of curated short stories spans several genres, including science fiction, surrealism, absurdism, nihilism, fantasy, horror and comedy. P.S.: This is an Anthology.