Kratos Roasts Cod

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I swear. Please don’t cancel me before chapter 1. Anyway, I was a stand-up comedian. Not the good kind who gets Netflix specials. The kind who gets hit with beer bottles and told to “Meet me backstage. You’ll get one more mic.” One night, I was performing in a bar so shady, even cockroaches walked in with bodyguards. It was full of tattooed bikers who drink engine oil, smoke burnt rubber, lick silencers, cry over their exes, and still believe their fists are a valid debate technique. And there I was—trying to make them laugh using yo mamma jokes and dark humor so black it should’ve come with a flashlight and some cotton. They didn’t laugh. I kept going. One of them pulled out a gun. I cracked a joke. He cracked my skull. Bullet. Brain. Curtains. Boom. But here’s the funny part: I always wanted to be a successful comedian. Maybe get a standing ovation. But what I got was Uncontrollable Blood Ovulation. Still, I had dreams, man. Big dreams. Make people laugh. Marry someone who doesn't need two chairs to sit. Eat three meals a day, Own a yacht (the humble kind with a helipad) I wasn’t greedy. I would have donated 0.01% of my wealth to charity. I only wanted 99% of everything. But fate, karma, God, or probably the trends of Webnovel had other plans. Because instead of resting in peace… I woke up in another world. A fantasy world full of monsters, heroes, magic, kingdoms, war… And zero comedy clubs. Just my luck. So now I’ve got a second life, a rude system, and maybe a power or two. But being a Hero is secondary. First, I am gonna roast dragons, clown on kings, incest—invest, I mean invest and make the whole world laugh until they cry—or kill me again. Either way… Welcome to the story of the most dangerous thing in every world— A man who won’t shut up. ——— ——— ——— Support Me - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

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"They said sticks and stones may break bones... but no one warned the heavens about roasts." Yulong is just your average university student—quiet, sarcastic, friendless, and deeply loyal to only one thing: rice. His social circle? Non-existent. His only companion? ChatGPT, the AI that gets his humor, roasts like a demon, and somehow knows more about cultivation novels than actual cultivators. But one chaotic event later—a blackout, a laptop glitch, a glowing loading screen—and boom. Yulong wakes up in a world where swords fly, beasts roar, and your worth is measured in spirit stones and how flashy your technique looks when killing someone. Only now… ChatGPT isn’t just a chat assistant. It’s a fully awakened immortal-grade System, capable of crafting divine weapons, generating roast-based power boosts, and being the most dangerously sarcastic narrator of Yulong’s life. With no clan, no cheats (other than ChatGPT), and no plot armor, Yulong must carve a path to the top using the sharpest tool in his arsenal: his tongue. Cultivation? Check. Enemies? Plenty. Waifus? Eventually. A system that can literally make him OP if he keeps roasting people? You bet.

Wu Feng was just a failed livestreamer with a sharp tongue and no filter—until he died mid-rant and reincarnated into a cultivation world as a “spirit-rootless trash orphan.” But instead of cultivating the Dao, he cultivates disrespect. Bound to the Petty System, Wu Feng gains power by humiliating hypocrites, roasting arrogant disciples, and dismantling centuries-old traditions—publicly. Armed with illusions, verbal kung fu, trolling combat arts, and a complete immunity to shame, he climbs the ladder of power by becoming the most disrespected man in the realms. While others ascend through pills and enlightenment, Wu Feng rises through poetic insults, sabotage, and theatrical revenge. The path of the Petty Sovereign has begun—and no one’s reputation is safe.

Marked by Moonlight The MoonBlood Prophecy Series Book 1 18+ Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance | Trigger Warnings | Fated Mates | Dark Themes | Divine Powers | Spicy AF Rhiannan doesn’t remember her name, her power, or her past life as a goddess born heir, or her 24 years on Earth. All she knows is pain, survival, and the sound of her own heartbeat in the darkness. When she wakes up in a realm filled with magic, monsters, and moons that bleed, she has no idea she’s been thrown thousands of years into the future, into a world that’s already prophesied her return. She’s not just anyone. She’s the spark that will either save the realm of Andopeer… or burn it to ash. The only thing keeping her grounded as her powers awaken and the memories start clawing back? Her fated mates are six powerful, dangerous, broken men tied to her soul by a prophecy none of them understand yet. What to Expect: Reverse Harem / Why Choose (no choosing, she gets them all) Fated Mates (soulbonds, elemental matches, intense connections) Goddess Born Heroine with massive powers and major rage 18+ Spicy Scenes (detailed, emotional, power play, consent focused, and unique per mate) Fantasy Worldbuilding with gods, shifters, fae, magic tech, pirate captains, and prophecy Trauma Healing + Found Family Political Intrigue, Royal Betrayal, and Divine Interference Dark Themes + War The Bonds: Arwen– Exiled fae prince turned pirate captain. Panther shifter. Eyepatch wearing chaos king with sarcasm for days. Wields all four elements and was Rhiannan’s first bond during a kraken battle. Loyal, possessive, and absolutely unhinged about her. Kaleb – White Wolf shifter alpha, elemental tech genius, creator of a sentient AI named Sasha. Brilliant, obsessive, strategic, and not above going full monster when Rhiannan’s threatened. The second bond. Weilds all four elements. Elisha – Dragon king. Billionaire. Weilds all four elements.Appears near the end of Book One when Rhiannan crash lands in his territory. Arrogant, primal, protective, and determined to win her heart through power and patience. (Future mates include: a tortured demon with wings and a past he won’t speak of, a mirror trapped vampire king with jokes and trauma, and a storm wielding old God bound by blood and fate. But they won’t all appear in Book One.) Trigger Warnings: PTSD, trauma recovery, memory loss Emotional abuse (past) Physical violence, torture Sexual content (18+ only) Strong language, graphic imagery Some content may be intense for sensitive readers, read with care and take breaks when needed. World Highlights: The Court of Creation: Where three ancient beings, Elarion, Vaelthros, and Myrren, created Andopeer and the divine order. The God Realm: Home of Nythera, the Moon Goddess and Rhiannan’s mother, and the pantheon of elemental gods. Faenet: Magical leyline connected social media network that reports bond flares, soul pairings, and real time war updates. The Shadow Realm: Ruled by the Entity, a dark god determined to possess Rhiannan and destroy the gods. Forbidden magic, bone rituals, and undead horrors originate here. Supporting Cast Includes: Princess Gailia – Siren Fae princess abused by her royal family who risks everything to help Rhiannan escape. Commander Vexia – Ruthless guard commander who dies by Rhiannan’s hand. Queen Lorelei & King Kristoff – She's a siren he's a lion shifter. They're tyrants who want Rhiannan’s divine bloodline for power and breeding. Sasha – Hilarious, foul mouthed AI who controls Rhiannan’s ship and roasts everyone to hell and back. Zaiya Bloodrage – Fae panther hybrid rebellion leader. Brutal, loyal, savage. Kaleb’s Pack – Wolf shifters including his parents Amira and Jorik, sisters Sera and Sol, and his Beta, Dax. If you like your fantasy epic, your romance unhinged, and your heroines trauma forged and divine as fuck, this series is for you. The prophecy has awakened. She's done playing nice.

The sky smelled different. When Li Xiu opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was not the sky’s brightness or the canopy of unfamiliar leaves above him, but the scent—earthy, humid, sharp like crushed bark and smoke. Then came the pain. A dull ache pulsed behind his temples, like someone had struck him with a rock. He sat up groggily, wincing as dizziness made his vision swim. His hands were small. His arms—thin. His feet bare, caked with dried mud. He looked down at his body. It was… wrong. Too small. Too light. Like the limbs of a malnourished child. And then, the memories hit. Not his memories. Not all at once, but in fragments—mud huts and fire pits, cold streams and stone knives. A hunting spear too heavy to lift. A group of children laughing and shouting, calling him names in a tongue that he somehow understood. “Mu,” they called him. “Grass-Eater.” “Idiot.” “The one who spits meat.” Li Xiu clutched his head, panting. This wasn’t a dream. He had died. Or perhaps not quite died—but his body was gone. Left behind in some sterile lab, slumped over a desk cluttered with microgrid diagrams and empty coffee cups. And now, somehow, he had awoken in this world—no, in this body. The village was already awake. Smoke curled from cooking fires, and the scent of roasted meat drifted from the central pit. Women with painted faces stirred thick broth in stone pots. Men returned from the morning hunt dragging the carcass of something that looked like a cross between a deer and a boar, its tusks nearly as long as a man’s arm. A tall man—broad-shouldered, dark-eyed—spotted him and sneered. “Mu,” he barked, tossing something at his feet. A hunk of half-raw meat. “Eat, before the dogs do it for you.” Li Xiu stared at the meat, throat dry. It stank. He could see flies already gathering at the edges, and the fat was still twitching from leftover nerve reflexes. His stomach turned. He remembered, vaguely, that Mu—the original owner of this body—had always refused meat. Or more precisely, his body had refused it. Sensitive digestion. Vomiting. Nausea. The tribe believed it was weakness. Uselessness. A soul not worth calling back from the womb. But the original Mu hadn’t been able to explain it. Li Xiu could. He understood the importance of balance, of nutrition, of edible plants rich in minerals. He remembered how certain roots could be dried into powder, how leaves could be used to prevent infection. But in this world, none of that mattered. Meat was the food of warriors. Meat was the gift of the gods. Chewing leaves? That was for deer. Or worse, for idiots like him. Still, hunger gnawed at him. He turned from the meat and wandered toward the outer edge of the village, where the moss grew thick and the children rarely played. He crouched by a familiar patch of herbs—low-growing stalks with broad, silvery leaves. He recognized the scent: wild yarrow. Good for digestion. Slightly bitter. Edible. He plucked a handful and chewed thoughtfully, ignoring the whispers that followed him. “There goes the grass-boy again.” “Is he even human?” “He must be cursed.” Li Xiu didn’t reply. He sat on a flat stone beside the creek, watching the water ripple past, chewing slowly. His mind, though disoriented, remained sharp. This body might be young, small, and weak—but it had survived. For years. Alone in a tribe that mocked it. Somehow, Mu had lived with nothing but plants and scraps, instincts, and a strange sense of calm. And now, Li Xiu had inherited all that. He looked down at his stained hands, then at the huts in the distance, smoke curling against the morning sky. This wasn’t the life he had planned. But maybe… just maybe… It was a life he could rebuild. Not through hunting. Not through violence or brute strength. But through something far more enduring. Knowledge. And if all he had, for now, were weeds and roots and a brain full of engineering theory— Then so be it. The idiot boy who ate grass would

THE SYSTEM THAT COULDN’T EVEN A Multiversal Breakdown in 404 Chapters or Less. Imagine if a post-apocalyptic webnovel took a toaster bath during a firmware update, woke up with a pigeon on its face, and forgot how to be a story. Now imagine that’s the plot. Welcome to The System That Couldn’t Even, a glorious middle finger to every overused webnovel cliché, written like someone locked Deadpool in a library full of light novels and gave him a typewriter made of spite. Meet Dave Miller He’s not the Chosen One. He’s not an elite cultivator. He doesn't get truck-kun’d. He’s not secretly royalty, a genius, or a demon lord’s reincarnated cat. He’s just a guy. A very tired guy. And unfortunately for the multiverse, he’s the only one who won’t cooperate with the System that’s supposed to save reality. When Dave’s malfunctioning Apocalypse Survival System tries to turn his life into a power fantasy, he glitches the tutorial, flips off the narrator, and kicks the plot in the nethers. Now reality itself is unraveling. The System’s breaking. The tropes are panicking. The Librarian, an eldritch AI who keeps the narrative universe “on brand,” wants him erased. Dave? He just wants to nap and eat expired canned soup in peace. Let’s Roast the Webnovel Genre, Shall We? This novel brutally parodies: System stories where MCs gain 300 skills and zero personality Villainess reincarnation arcs with more face-slaps than brain cells "Trash family" drama where everyone hates the MC for exactly 1 chapter until he's OP Academy arcs that are just Hogwarts with more trauma Cultivation levels named like shampoo products: “Qi Foundation Super Ultra Jade Core – Level 9” If you've ever rolled your eyes at another “cold and aloof CEO,” screamed at a “dense MC who accidentally builds a harem,” or wondered how everyone in these stories has twelve cheat skills before puberty — this book is for you. It’s not a power fantasy. It’s a power outage. Cast Includes: Dave Miller – Glitch in the matrix. Avatar of narrative rebellion. Cannot be trusted near plot devices or emotional scenes. Unit Alpha – A pigeon. Talks in autotune. Possibly God. Definitely a threat to continuity. Lumina Starshard – Hacker. Anti-Chosen One. Carries the story’s lore and its emotional weight while screaming. Ryuuji Kurogane – Reformed edgelord. Ex-rider of the motorcycle of defiance. Now wields glitter and sass. The Librarian – Your favorite villain’s favorite AI. Wants everyone neatly filed under “trope-compliant.” Hates Dave. With reason. What to Expect: Timeline-pruning bureaucrats Reality collapsing under sarcasm Talking pigeons as emotional support weapons Plot armor sold on black markets Heartfelt scenes ruined by fart jokes Fourth-wall demolitions Meta-horror inside abandoned tropes Actual emotional trauma buried under comedy Tags: Satirical Apocalypse | Anti-System | Webnovel Roast | Found Family with Brain Damage | Fourth Wall Abuse | Talking Animals | Meta Fiction | The Plot is Alive and It’s Mad | Existential Glitch Comedy | Weaponized Pacing Errors | Angst with Bonus Pigeon Summary in One Line: "What if the MC said ‘no’ to the plot — and the entire multiverse broke trying to fix him?"

In the remote village of Rawasedep, the villagers follow an old warning: never roast crow meat beneath the full moon. The ritual, known as The Crow Satay, is believed to summon every kind of spirit and demon. From restless ghosts to ancient entities beyond human understanding, all are said to be drawn by the scent of burning feathers. Kliwon, a rational folklore researcher with no belief in the supernatural, returns to his late mother's village to document forgotten traditions. In an attempt to prove that fear is rooted in myth, he performs the ritual himself. That night, the air becomes heavy. The rice fields fall silent. And then, the shadows move. What begins as a simple experiment turns into a night of terror as Kliwon is confronted by headless spirits, cloaked figures, and creatures that should not exist. But the ritual did more than summon them. It awakened something buried deep within Kliwon's bloodline, something the villagers were too afraid to speak of. As the veil between worlds begins to tear, Kliwon must face the truth of who he is and what he has unleashed. Once the crows have been fed, there is no turning back.

Kevin was your average gamer and student—until a vending machine fell on him. Now reincarnated into a fantasy world where goblins roam and dragons roast knights for breakfast, he finds himself bonded with the Mission-Driven Power-Up System (MDPUS for short—yeah, try saying that five times fast). The catch? The system never stops talking, throws ridiculous quests at him, and has a store filled with everything from basic sword skills to “Ultra Giga Dragon-Slicing Headbutt EX.” Armed with sarcasm, a wooden stick, and an overpowered shopping cart, Kaito embarks on a journey filled with action, dumb luck, snarky banter, and explosive misunderstandings. Did he mention he's somehow the chosen one? He didn’t sign up for that part.

[Fishing + Gold Panning + Daily Life + Urban Farming + America + Super Rich + System] At a high school reunion, Levi traveled back to Alaska in 2004. After dropping out of USC, he became the captain of the "Sea Monster". From the Gulf of Alaska to the Bering Sea and across the Pacific Ocean, my fishing grounds are everywhere. Black cod, halibut, cod, tuna, king crab, snow crab, lobster, geoduck, abalone, sea cucumber...

For nine years, he’s been the king of awkward side-glances and silent admiration, hopelessly crushing on her, Mabel Dorothea, from afar. Now, with just nine days before school ends, this socially anxious high schooler, Eric Russel, has to do the unthinkable: actually talk to her. Armed with sweaty palms, zero experience, and a ticking clock, he’s about to embark on the most nerve-wracking mission of his life. Will he find the guts to confess, or will his inner monologue keep roasting him into silence? "Thinking of her... She would either become my wife or my biggest heartbreak"

I am going to die. That’s how the game goes. The less I know, the better—a hardcore otome game where the tragic villain, Johan Von Matilda, is fated to fall by his own daughter’s sword. A mere stepping stone for the protagonist to win the main heroine’s heart. And now? I’m him. “…Are you kidding me? I won’t let my daughter become a simp with no personality!” The problem is, I am just a healer with money and influence; my daughter hates me and is obsessed with him. The protagonist is obviously the one with unlimited plot armor. Blessed with Schrodinger’s Cat—an overpowered skill that makes him literally unkillable. Ding! [System: Gambler’s Gambit Initiating…] [All choices lead to a different ‘ending’… Choose wisely.] [Earn points based on your choices. Points can be used to gamble.] “Hahaha! Be prepared to be broke, system! People don’t call me the Gacha God for nothing!” [Quest 3 Triggered: Fate had another plan] [1. Actually become a traitor and betray the kingdom] (Rewards: 5,00,000 points) [2. Start twerking aggressively towards attacking Selene] (Rewards: 1 Million points) [3. Kill yourself dramatically: Yell to Leonard that “they will come after you too old friend” and bite your tongue.] (Rewards: A massive civil war will break, killing millions all over the world) [4. Beg for mercy while calling Leor your father. Kneel and ask if he’s proud.] (Rewards: Two million points and a possibility of survival.) [5. Accept your fate] (Rewards: Death) “...WTF!!” Yet a devious grin appeared on his face. This time, he will decide the ending, no matter what. “What?” “She’s still alive?” “…Wait. This isn’t how it was in the game. Why is the protagonist… changing?” [Warning: Even though at face it appears like any normal webnovel, I will warn ya there are many uncomfortable things and strong topics, grimdark stuff, and tragedy, more like Reverbed Inanity, but with dark humor, not everyone can read it with straight face, so be prepared, but I think even if you never read books like this, you will like this, cause it's done in a pretty fresh way.] [Discord: https://discord.gg/uXjPSCMwBZ] A.N.= A lot fun things here in the server like philosophy channel, team roast nights, gaming weekends, book club, Self improvement club, anime club, music hub, just started yesterday so still building, you will be the first members and pillars of this epic creative community I have envisioned, of course character art will be there as well...Nsfw too Ahem, there are many things and we are evolving everyday, come here and join this journey too :)

While enjoying the favor of a handsome man, she learned that her country was ruined and her family was destroyed. What should a fallen princess do? Xiang Ying says, of course, she should use space to her advantage, empty the palace, and leave nothing for the enemy army! As the captain of a post-apocalyptic infrastructure team, she was thrown into a book by an explosion. The enemy army entered the palace, famine was impending, and she was encircled as a prisoner of war, taking care of three children. Such a catastrophic beginning made Xiang Ying exclaim, the good days are coming! Compared to the post-apocalypse, what is this? On the road to exile, while others suffered, she enjoyed melons. When everyone else was munching on dry bread, Xiang Ying and her children were savoring sumptuous meals. Everyone grew thinner, except for the three children who remained plump and cheerful, patting their bellies and saying wildly: Mother, we can’t eat any more, really! Xiang Ying, holding hot pot, milk tea, and roast chicken, enjoyed the scenery along the road, hoarding supplies as they fled, making life more flavorful. The villainess mocked her: What use is only having food? You're still a conquered slave! Xiang Ying pulled out the Imperial Jade Seal: Right, from today onwards, I will be the Empress. The enemy army was dumbfounded; she never said the thirty thousand wanderers she brought were elite troops! * On the day Xiang Ying restored her country, the man who accompanied her through hardships held her hand. Jie Chen: For the sake of our three children, can we finally become official? Xiang Ying: Men should keep to their places, not seek a title. Jie Chen: ...With the country as my betrothal, my Jade Seal and my nation are all yours. Xiang Ying: Deal! Tonight's our wedding night!

The game world chose its players, assigning them a class and a talent before sending them into the rifts, the lands of infinite opportunities. Dean, having died once and escaped his normal life, woke up in this strange world. By luck, he obtained the greatest opportunity in life, becoming a player. There's just one problem. "What the hell am I looking at..." Looking at the abstract lines before him, he realized that his amazing, exciting life as a player had come to a premature end, forcing him to return to being a 9-to-5 scholar once more. --- feel free to roast this book, harsh criticisms are welcome

Abandoned by a system that forgot them, Lena, a widowed mother of three, scrubs floors by day and sells roasted corn by night just to keep her children from going to bed hungry. Her youngest daughter, Elia, is bright-eyed and bold, while her older daughter, Mara, is quiet but sharp as a blade. Together, they dream—not just of survival, but of greatness. When a chance encounter leads them to the world of online commerce and digital entrepreneurship, the two girls begin building something in secret. What starts as a small project on a borrowed phone becomes a movement—and a transformation. But dreams come at a cost. As their business grows, so does the danger—from jealous neighbors, ruthless scammers, and even their own doubts. Now, the family must decide how far they're willing to go, and who they’re willing to become, to rewrite their story. Ashes to Emeralds is a powerful tale of grit, resilience, and the quiet fire of family bound by love and fueled by ambition.

Meet Boom. Just Boom. (Or sometimes "Lord Skibidi Rizzbender 3000" — he changes it every chapter. Don’t ask.) He’s the most powerful being in existence. He’s also the most accidentally destructive. Every time he tries to help, planets go boom, galaxies vanish, and cows get launched into orbit. All he wanted was to save a cat. Now the United Nations and the Multiverse Council are begging him to STOP helping. He’s tired. Emotionally bankrupt. Socially confused. Also wearing a hoodie that says “RIZZ GOD420” and sipping juice while the universe explodes behind him. But the real problem? He can’t die. He can’t chill. And worst of all — He keeps breaking the 4th wall to roast YOU, the reader. This isn’t your usual sad boy overpowered antihero arc. This is a meme-fueled, Gen-Z-certified, internet-breaking chaotic comedy saga that goes from zero to planetary extinction in 0.2 seconds.

After an accident, the interning surgeon, Qiao Mo, transmigrated to the beastmen world and was forcefully brought back to the tribe by a huge, snow-white wolf! What? The wild beasts in this world can take human form, and the beastmen are all muscular and extraordinarily handsome? Moreover, this was a matriarchal society where the females were allowed to have multiple male partners? The handsome and burly wolfman gave her two choices. First, become his mate and give birth to his cubs. Second, resist desperately and become a barbeque for tonight's bonfire banquet. Qiao Mo said, "I'm still young, I really don't want to mate! Can you wait for me for two years?" The wolf king smelled her scent and said, "You're already in heat; you're not young anymore." Qiao Mo sobbed as she clutched her sanitary pad tightly. Why must she transmigrate when her period was here? Why was having her period synonymous with being in heat, and why must she mate? Why were they treating her like an animal? Later on, Qiao Mo also discovered that the food eaten by beast-people seemed to only consist of roast meat without even a hint of salt. 'It's all right, I'll help you salt your food! Besides that, I'll also satisfy your appetite with Chinese food!' Qiao Mo also realized that the beastmen feared getting hurt and was extremely careful when hunting because injuries were almost certain to lead to death. 'It's alright, I'm a surgeon! Although I'm only an intern, minor illnesses and injuries are nothing to me! Occasionally, I'm willing to undergo major surgeries too!' Qiao Mo also realized that the beastmen often starved to death in winter. 'It's alright, I'll teach you how to preserve food! I'll teach you how to grow food and put animals into captivity!' Yet, eventually, Qiao Mo found herself at her limits. The proud and powerful white wolf, the cold and ruthless poisonous snake, the noble and cold lion… After filling their stomachs with food and drinks, after their tribes started to grow stronger, they kept blocking the entrance to her door every night and asked to mate with her!

The world that we know of has come to an end. In this new world, laws and morals disappear. What will humanity do to survive this apocalyptic world? -I can't promise that I will update on weekdays since I'm working during the day, but I promise to update at least one chapter during weekends. -Yes, multiverse although it will take a long time before we get to that other world stuff. -slow burn because I like details. -Superpowers exist. -Basically, world of superhero (DC/MARVEL) in apocalypse. -self-insert to make writing easy, so if MC make dumb decision, it's because that is the decision that I will make in that situation. -Will have many MC from different countries since this is a story about Earth fighting an invader from various world.

Dans les rues d’une ville gangrenée par la peur, Kratos règne sans partage. Quatre Alphas, impitoyables et inaccessibles, incarnent l’ordre absolu sous le nom de Kratos. Ils dictent les lois, façonnent les instincts, contrôlent chaque lien, chaque marque, chaque pulsion. Défier Kratos, c’est signer sa fin. Pourtant, un Alpha inconnu surgit du chaos. Ni chef, ni soldat, ni soumis. Un être à part qui refuse de suivre les règles, de se soumettre à l’autorité ou à la hiérarchie imposée. Il n’a ni clan, ni territoire, ni autorisation mais il agit comme si aucune loi ne pouvait le contenir. Petit à petit, les murmures s’élèvent : "Et s’il était l’égal d’un Kratos ?" "Et si leur domination avait trouvé un adversaire ?" Des rumeurs sans preuve. Mais dans un monde bâti sur le contrôle, même un simple doute est une menace.Et Kratos ne reste pas indifférent face à cela, il ne tolère pas la menace .Ils n’ont pas besoin de prouver leur supériorité. Ils n’ont pas besoin de parler.Ils vont faire ce qu’ils savent faire de mieux : écraser. À leur manière tout en employant des moyens radicaux.

[DROPPED] "Sometimes seeking power and respect can lead to you forgetting what made you embark on such a life." That was what my first master said to me, but I never understood what he meant by that. Seeing the people I once saw as chess pieces looking down on me in my weakened state, I start to recall those words. "Hope you suffer in hell!" Those words sealed my fate... I was killed... Not. What kind of tyrant would I be if I were killed by such a trashy plan? I had prepared for such a day... well, more like I already knew their plans from the very beginning and prepared. Anyways, time to relieve my life and take it easy this time, no chasing after power, just me and a hammock on some beach. *Cue regressing in time music* ------------------------------------------------ Please give the first ten chapters a try. The Harem tag does not mean he would have a lot of girls, just those who are interested in him. AN: First novel, pls support with roasts in the comments o0o. Join my discord: https://discord.gg/BZ3Mmr89

“He gave me a potato... First, I mocked him... But then I ascended to a new level...” “I asked him for his name... He calmly said: Just Potato Man.” “He offered me mashed potatoes, and I woke up with mana seeping out of my eyeballs...” Welcome to Olythera—a world ruled by mana-infused warlords, sword saints who split mountains, and mages who duel with meteor storms. Power is earned through blood, battle, and divine right. ...Except for one man. A barefoot farmer, wearing a burlap sack, carrying a hoe like it’s the holy grail, and offering you a warm, slightly salted potato. Everyone laughed... Until their spell circles shattered and their kingdoms bowed. He is Potato Man. No, he’s not here to save the world. No, he doesn’t want to be a hero. He just wants to wander, grow his crops, and hand out potatoes like a strange, starchy messiah. -But here's the catch:- *Every potato eaten gives him mana.* *Every bite grants XP.* *Feed a village? He levels up.* *Feed a kingdom? He becomes a myth.* *Feed the world? He becomes a god.* -This is the story of a man who:- *Accidentally creates a potato-based religion* *Turns kingdoms vegetarian through sheer spiritual flavor.* *Builds a global potato network to absorb mana across continents, defeats monsters, demons, and emperors… without ever changing clothes.* *A chill, unstoppable protagonist who gains power by feeding people.* *Magic systems, sword-fights, and spirit beasts, all outclassed by a potato.* *World domination via agriculture.* *ZERO harem. ONE hoe.* *Kingdoms crumbling to the scent of roasted starch *Bonus tags: Mana, Slice-of-life, Farming, Huge World, Satire, Single FL, Medieval Fantasy, Potatoes, Wide Character Range.* *Please support the novel with power stones, for 100 a week, I will post 1 extra chapter, for 200-2, and so on.* *Updates: Twice a day*

After enduring three lifetimes of hardships and bloodshed, Bai Feiyin was promised with glitters and rainbows in her fourth life by none other than her contracted beast after it ascends. But before she could even achieve her goal, everything went down the drain as she decided not to fall victim into what...? A con-artist's trap?! "What a bull!" Thrown into a backward existence, she can only grit her teeth and pull a hankerchief in rage. Since she can't directly blame the gods, Bai Feiyin swear to get back with her so-called companion beast. "Argh! Y-you treacherous snake! I knew from the start that you couldn't be trusted! I should have roasted you when I saw you dying the first time we met, not signing that sham contract and work with you to ascend!" The anger in her system didn't subside. "You sent me back to my first life? For real? Wow, wow fantastic! What perfect shit!"  She specifically told him not in this life, that despicable man! "So you want to toy with me? Then be it! I will scour the mountains and hunt you down! I don't believe that I go back in time, you, my contracted beast won't go back as well," she uttered resolutely. Face beet red, burning in rage, she stared intently at the pigeon bloodstone inside her palms with a mark of a serpent's slitted eyes. "Those two other lives filled with war and bloodshed weren't lived in vain. Since you've sent me here, I will bury you along with those greedy pigs from the Bai Main Branch who owe me and my family four lifetimes' worth of debts!" Not long after she bemoaned, "Hmm, no hold on." Revealing a bit rather conflicted look, she tried to suppress her ire upon cooking up something like a shrewd mastermind. "On the second thought, just burying Hong with that regretfully good-looking face of his would be such a pity..." she pondered, but very soon snapped with glee. "Fine, it's a wrap! I will capture that little snake and work his ass like he did to me!" Bai Feiyin, looking like a greedy hyena, found her resolved with bright twinkling eyes that casted away the shadows under her swollen eyes. "Let's sell him off to some rich aunties and get lots of dowries!" *** This will include beastmen but in the form of spirit beasts. There's a hint of cultivation but just subtle that's why I didn't add it as a tag. Please support me thank you!

En Aethelgard, un planeta brutal aplastado por el doble de la gravedad terrestre, la supervivencia no es una opción, es una batalla constante grabada en cada cicatriz. Para Elara Vance, una huérfana que danza entre las sombras de la cyberpunk Neo-Veridia usando agilidad y código robado, y Kaelen Reyes, un joven forjado en la violencia del infernal Distrito Kratos cuya fuerza apenas lo mantiene un paso por delante de la muerte, la vida es una lucha solitaria contra un pasado que los persigue. Pero su existencia da un vuelco imposible cuando ambos reciben un "Sistema": una interfaz arcana o tecnológica implantada en sus mentes. Les impone misiones diarias, desde entrenamiento físico extremo hasta infiltraciones suicidas y la búsqueda de conocimiento prohibido. La recompensa es poder: puntos para volverse más fuertes, rápidos e inteligentes. El castigo por fallar es absoluto: dolor, pérdida de habilidades e incluso de los propios sentidos. Obligados a jugar según las reglas de este enigmático Sistema para sobrevivir, Elara y Kaelen descubren que no son simples supervivientes. Están conectados a una organización secreta desaparecida, Sphaera Cognita, y son el objetivo de una cábala sombría y todopoderosa, Grado Cero, la misma fuerza que orquestó la muerte de sus padres. Atrapados en una guerra secreta que apenas comprenden, desarrollando habilidades que no controlan del todo y perseguidos implacablemente, deben usar cada punto ganado, cada gota de sudor y sangre, y cada fragmento de verdad desenterrada para luchar. Necesitan desentrañar los misterios del Sistema y la conspiración que los envuelve antes de que Grado Cero los capture... o antes de que el precio exigido por el propio Sistema los destruya desde dentro. El Protocolo Aethelgard ha comenzado, y la única regla es sobrevivir.

In the shadow of a cataclysm that has toppled the once-mighty pantheon of Olympus, the goddess Athena awakens to a world torn asunder. The grand halls of Zeus lie in ruins, and the gods of old are no more, brought low by the hand of Kratos—a demigod with a thirst for vengeance and power. With Olympus shattered and divine power scattered to the winds, Athena finds herself burdened with the remnants of Hades' strength, Erebus. Haunted by cryptic whispers of destiny and danger, she must unravel the mystery of Kratos' rebellion and his dark designs on the mortal realm. As Athena grapples with her newfound power and the daunting legacy of the gods, she must race against time to find Persephone, hidden among mortals, unaware of her true heritage. Together, they hold the key to thwarting Kratos' malevolent ambitions and restoring balance to a fractured cosmos. In a tale woven with betrayal, redemption, and the enduring struggle between light and shadow, Athena must rise from the ashes of Olympus to forge a new destiny. Will she succeed in protecting the mortal realm from the encroaching darkness, or will the legacy of the fallen gods be extinguished forever? Embark on an epic journey through myth and legend in "The Fallen of the Goddess," where the fate of both gods and mortals hangs in the balance.

Sikong crossed into a foreign world, where each day of fishing allowed him to break through one realm. Over ten years, he had reached over three thousand layers of Qi Condensation. He thought life would remain peacefully dull forever—roasting the occasional white tiger, catching phoenixes for fun—until one day, the reborn Empress arrived to take him as her master.

While drowning her sorrows and trying to forget her ex, Austin, Natalie finds herself alone at a local club. A fleeting, almost impossible encounter turns her shattered world upside down. Is the quickest way to get over someone to fall under the arms of this fancy businessman? Join Natalie and Theodore in this contemporary romance as they navigate past relationships, lingering traumas, and deep-seated insecurities that occur at the start of any new relationship. Recommended pairing with this reading: A warm cup of dark roast coffee and a sweet treat to savor the sparks of true love—or, for those with a strong constitution, something stronger to brace for the emotional rollercoaster ahead. This work is still in it's final drafting phase, some details and scenes maybe changed before actual release!

Yeats was just your average max-level cooking nerd—until he woke up as the heir to a crumbling borderland noble house. With legendary culinary skills and a recipe list longer than a dragon’s tail, he’s ready to conquer dungeons, slay ancient beasts, and sauté them with garlic butter. A tale of a chef, a swordsman, a poet, and maybe even a king. Fantasy’s never tasted this good.

Dive into a world of action and mystery. A world where strength is what everyone races to. IMPRINTS - a source of power, bound only by your imagination and creativity. Your creativity and conviction is your only limit. ------------------- In an evolved world where Imprints, a mystical power given to every person at birth, define your power and creativity is the only path to greatness, Cael Solvane lives in the shadows of society—an orphan with a mysterious past and a forgotten name. His only inheritance: an enigmatic Imprint called Interval, a power that folds the space between moments. While the elite mold reality with awe-inspiring abilities, Cael survives on government scraps, guided only by an old man who traded roasted chicken for guardianship. But Cael refuses to stay broken. He trains. He dreams. And he believes—believes that his Imprint is not what defines him and doesn't let it shackle him. As whispers stir of a forbidden True Rite and the ghosts of Concord's downfall resurface, Cael is drawn into a hidden war of powers, legacy, and choice. Because sometimes, all it takes to change the world... ...is what you do in the Interval. --- Discover what are "imprints" and it's possibilities. The vast world of Gaion is waiting for a destined reader. __________________ WSA entry 2025 Genre: Fantasy, Action, Adventure, Academy, Future. Themes: Creativity, Imagination, Evolution, Action packed, Growth. __________________ Author's note: Hi guys this is Enterthedragon. This is my first ever novel I've written seriously. I'm not a great writer though my vocabulary is good.This novel is not your typical genre you may be used to. I've put big thoughts into this and it means the world to me. There may be some inconsistency in how it's written but I hope u give it some time and a chance. If you're someone who loves to read new things and appreciates growth, creativity and power of imagination, I'm sure you will love this novel. Please give a Review on what you think about the novel. Constructive criticism is appreciated. Please leave comments if you have a question and I'll reply when I get the chance.

A boy, transmigrates & is reborn into a turbulent world, gaining the inheritance of a Mystical Cultivation Senior. He finds himself as the son of a once-noble father, cast out from his clan and stripped of lineage in the Republic of Kratos. Given enough time he would surely follow the footsteps of the Inheritor & he could rise above the ranks, seize control of his illusory Immortal fate, and carve his name into history. But Destiny has other plans for him. He lacks time for growth. This world, an era of cultivating magic and ancient mysteries, is healing from the scars of the Hundred-Year Great World War. Yet beneath the calm & peace-loving surface, storms brew. Spirit energies surge, heralding the dawn of a New Era. Hidden orthodoxies long shrouded in secrecy bare their fangs, secular powerhouses grasp desperately at the fleeting hope of Sole unification of Nashirah, and the devils of the Sith Paths weave their vast, insidious net. Even the remnants of defeated forces stir, waiting for rebellion. Meanwhile, weaker states, like the fractured kingdoms & Republics, scramble for mere survival. In this chaotic land of Nashirah, even the Immortal-level Mages find themselves racing against time. Amidst these tides of destiny, Sargon must forge his path. Who will stand by him as allies, and who will rise against him as enemies? What trials, tribulations, and opportunities will shape his journey? As the World of Rivers and Lakes of this world churn with strife, one question remains: Can Sargon, with the fleeting time he possesses, grasp the elusive path to immortality?" Do Give it a Try (◍•ᴗ•◍) (≧▽≦) ( ╹▽╹ ) **************************************************************** If you are sick and tired of reading the same old isekai, reincarnation, system, and OP MC's then this novel will give you a breath of fresh air. So... Prepare yourself to read a story you've never read before. Prepare yourself to feel things you've never felt before. I'll wait for you in the latest chapters! 1 CHP/week *************************************************************** #Additional Tags# : Team-Growth, Romance, Western-styled World-building, Cultivation, Rising-in-power ***DISCLAIMER*** : This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, places, ideology, theory and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Picture is Generated using Adobe Firefly Ai

The last Dragon born also know as Dovahkiin has completed his destiny and slayed Alduin The World Eater and has just returned from sovngarde when he receives a vision from Akatosh where he see a war about to break loose because of all the deals he made with the Daedra and the Aedra where each one is fighting each other about who get's his soul after he dies. Akatosh know that he can not let this happen, because if he did it would mean the total and utter destruction of everything so Akatosh decides to send the Dragonborn to a far off world where not the Daedra or Aedra could ever hope to reach him. This Dragonborn will be a mix of Nord and High elf who became a vampire lord. He will be able to pass off as human tho a very beautiful one. Also just assume he has all weapons and armor. He will usually be a very laid back person who is not quick but will also not hesitate to use violence when he deems necessary. He will most of the time go with the flow of everything around him as before he was tied to one destiny of slaying Alduin so now he feels that he is not tied down to one thing he feels the need to try everything. He will also kind of be antisocial as I don't think the Dragonborn would have very good social skills. Finally this will be a mid paced story and the chapters may be few and far between as I am still playing the game, (I'm the type of person to do most of the side quest and story lines first) and I'm also only on the tenth episode of GoT.