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SABER-1 is more than a soldier—he is an enduring symbol of humanity’s resilience and adaptability in the face of extinction. A lone figure forged in the crucible of relentless warfare, his existence straddles the line between man and machine, embodying both the potential and the peril of humanity's technological evolution. His hulking frame, adorned armor marred by countless battles, evokes awe and fear in equal measure. Each stride speaks of purpose, each strike of unyielding power. Yet, beneath the reinforced plating and glowing visor lies the ghost of a man, burdened by the weight of his mission and the impossible expectations placed upon him. His silence is deafening, his actions louder than words. Every battlefield he walks becomes a testament to his efficiency, every engagement a symphony of destruction orchestrated by a mind trained to endure and overcome. SABER-1’s story is one of paradox. He is humanity’s greatest savior and its most chilling reminder of what desperation can create. His towering presence inspires hope in the hearts of those he protects, even as the brutality of his methods casts shadows over their admiration. The emblem on his chest—a sword piercing a shield, flanked by wings—serves as a beacon of his purpose: to defend, to adapt, and to ensure survival at any cost. But with each victory, a haunting question lingers: where does the man end, and the machine begin? As the lines blur, SABER-1 becomes an enigma—a figure of unparalleled strength and relentless determination, whose actions echo far beyond the battlefield, forcing humanity to reckon with what it means to survive and what it means to be human. SABER-1 is not just a soldier; he is a reflection of the choices made in the face of annihilation and the sacrifices required to carry the weight of hope.

Waking up inside the ruins of an orphanage, Alexander finds himself chained and sold to slavery. A modern metallurgist, trapped in ancient times, watch as he tries to play with the cards fate dealt him. He will make plate armor, invent paper, build roads, teach governance and many more, as he tries to carve a place for himself. But how can such things not attract jealous eyes? The naval superpower- Cantagena, The unstoppable army of- Exolas, The superpower of the east- Adhania, The mercantile confederation- Sybarsis, The religious fanatics- Iyizarid, And the ever-present- Barbarians of the Barren Forrest, All want something from each other. In this ocean of sharks, follow a small carp as it struggles to leap through the dragon gate and establish a dynasty to outlast them all. The cover is not mine. If you are the owner of this cover, comment and I will remove it.

A dedicated gamer, who tragically dies from exhaustion after grinding relentlessly for days to climb the ranks in his favorite game, is unexpectedly transmigrated into a novel world. Initially thrilled by the prospect of living out a new adventure, he quickly becomes horrified when he discovers the true nature of this world. Instead of the typical "happy-go-lucky harem fantasy" he had hoped for, he finds himself in a brutal and unforgiving reality. This world is rife with danger, where the survival rate of mere extras, like himself, is low. With no plot armor to protect him, he must quickly adapt to survive in a world where every decision could be his last.

A privileged life where one didn't have to worry about something like money was what most of the people wanted, right? Who would blame the children of these rich who didn't try to achieve many goals because of the knowledge, they would be taking the empire over? Lucien Ayers was utterly disappointed after his son had admitted of not having any passion. Of not even thinking of it. He would have his career set, anyways. Now, Nevan found himself on the streets with nowhere to go and only a suitcase with himself. His father had given him a clear goal. Find an ambition and make a name for himself without using his family name. Armored with nothing but the AllStars System, he embarks on this journey of becoming a soccer athlete to get back into his privileged life. What he doesn't know is the severeness of the system involved in his life. ----------- "What is it that you want, Nevan? Certainly not only going home and be who you have been?" Silence. Nothing else. Because that was exactly what the boy wanted, right? ----------- ⇢Character Development happens more than ones. ⇢Slow pace ⇢Parallel universe, nothing about this story is real. Everything is purely fictional. _______

Xiao Zhu, the quintessential "villain's backing father" in every cultivation world, meets his end at the hands of a protagonist shielded by indomitable plot armor. However, fate has other plans. Reborn five years into the past, Xiao Zhu discovers the Villain Family System has traveled back with him—a tool that promises power, influence, and the chance to rewrite destiny. "If my daughter wishes to end this engagement, who dares to oppose her?" Witness Xiao Zhu as he reshapes his family’s legacy, rising to prominence and plundering the fortunes of Heaven’s favored sons and daughters. In this life, the villains won’t just survive—they’ll reign.

Seorang Author Webnovel muak dengan komentar para pembaca yang berkata bahwa MC sangatlah plot armor, Akhirnya Author tersebut menamatkan Novelnya dengan Ending MC Novel tersebut bunuh diri.

In the tides of struggle and power, who can reach the ultimate? In a world of factions and species, who can attain power? In a land whose past is obscured by the naivety of the present, who can uncover the hidden? Karl lives in a world of species and evolution, his path thrust upon him without his consent. Cannons, rifles, shard armor, legions, knight cities, and hive cities. Injections, grace, blood, evil, and ruinous gods... The world has forgotten a soul. A soul whose coming is unpredictable but sure like the mist. Karl has awoken, and what path will he leave behind? Would it be the same?... Like before? This is the story of the "Son of the fallen empire" or is it the living error? Or perhaps...The reaper!

Five years have passed since the Elves invaded Earth. The poor and criminals of the Republic of Ascaria are forced to join the ranks of the soldiers on the front lines while the rich and high-ranking government officials hide behind walls. Erend Drake is a young man who must go out and fight so his family can live in a squalid shelter within the walls. One night in the battle Erend had to die because he was killed by the Elves. But suddenly he wakes up the next day with a mysterious power. [Congratulations, you have been chosen to be the holder of Systema.] [Please choose the available skills] [ Dragon Armor ] [ Dragon Claw ] [ Dragon Eyes ] [ Dragon Wings ] [ Fire Breathing ] Erend did not expect that he would become a Dragonborn. The strongest race was feared by the Elves and the humans. Even feared by all Gods. (DISCLAIMER: THE COVER FOR THIS BOOK IS NOT MINE. PLEASE DM IF YOU WANT THIS REMOVED.)

"Wait...This can't he happening for real!!! A system window?? Traits?? Skills??" Verity could not believe his eyes, and was overjoyed when what seemed to be the end of the word befell humanity at last. Others may have despaired or cry in outrage in the emergence of the apocalypse, but why wouldn't Verity be happy? His dream had come true, the end of the world, just like in his favorite stories! Finally, he wouldn't have to dream about it anymore or write questionable fan-fiction on the obscure forums he visited sometimes. He could be the Hero! "This is it!!! My time has come!" Too bad it didn't last. Turns out, Verity's plot armor wasn't quite as strong as the protagonists he admired, and his story? Short-lived to say the least.

Doomed to die! Facing such a fate, Ian Cloud, the crippled genius, has to make a choice… Either to wait for his impending death while decaying slowly, or to run into its embrace head-first for a chance to struggle and live on! Follow Ian as he enters the astonishing world of ‘The Lost Realm’, a super realistic VR game where danger lurks everywhere and getting logged out equals death. Will he manage to survive now that he is no longer restricted by his physical flaw? Or will he lose his last chance to fix his broken reality? ~~~-~~~ Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction and its events are completely made up. ~~~-~~~ - Check out my other novels: = Only I Am A Reader = My Plot Armor System (Current Release Rate: 7Ch/Week) (Current Gift Event: 1 Castle = +2 Extra chapters) - Discord: https://discord.gg/E7kYDhB

A man with a lifelong martial arts background, raised in Asia due to his family's profession, moves to the US for education and work. He discovers Historical Medieval Battles through a colleague and becomes deeply passionate about it. He trains hard and becomes skilled enough to represent his country. During a competition, his armor fails, and he's struck in the head with a two-handed axe, seemingly dying. But is this truly the end?"

In the era of humanity's cosmic expansion, an unprecedented threat emerges: hostile, interdimensional combat organisms invade, unleashing catastrophic destruction across the solar system. To counter these enigmatic beings, humanity develops formidable technologies, including battle cyborgs, enchanted armor systems, and bio-parasitic light warriors. Yet, while the external pressure propels humanity's technological prowess to its zenith, it also fractures humanity's ideals and unity, plunging civilization into deep division. A tale of survival, innovation, and the cost of progress unfolds in the face of an existential crisis.

100000 years in the future, an age of spaceships and intergalactic empires rises. In the dark, endless void, unknown horrors await ready to vie for dominance of the universe. Waking up as a poor child, a man is reincarnated in the far future where he finds a universe filled with aliens, energy weapons, starships, power armor, as well as gods, magic, and rituals. Follow him as he becomes entangled with the various entities that dominate the void while he gains more power, and searches for a way back home. Inspired by Wh40k, starcraft, and lord of mysteries

The hero returns to the empire a dragon’s corpse dragged back. Armor askew. They trudge their way back body tired and broken. Home. They expect gratitude. They expect many things like a higher title. What they did not expect was to become the Royal Guard for the First Princess of the Ixmtaraza Empire. Isabella Desdemona. The hero is pulled into confusing politics and relationships within the castle walls. While without the empires converge and allies are made that could break the Ixmtaraza Empire. 18+ for excessive violence and other triggering content.

In Ravenshire, Kyros, a ruthless warlord, seeks to conquer the town of Brookville. When Jael returns to rescue the children away from it's ruins, Kyros' anger is fueled by the memories Jael's presence brings and he orders her kidnap. As Sandra and her friends are left behind in the ruins of Brookville, they realize they are the only ones that possess the power, capable of confronting and destroying Kyros and his cult. With the fate of Brookville hanging in the balance, Sandra, Tony, Lissa, Ray and Anaia must choose between standing in the gap for the redemption of Brookville or cowering away like the others. But as the battle for Brookville rages on, Kyros' true intentions threaten to destroy the very fabric of reality. Can they prevent catastrophe, or will Kyros' will prevail? Would they be prepared to put on their armor and withstand the evil day? Ephesians 6:12-13

A young worker sees his end on the tracks of a train. He prays to an entity to have a second chance and it grants his wish. And he is reborn in a fantasy world of magic and mechas called Armor. But to his misfortune he is living in a game world where he is the VILLAIN. Can the young man named Rudel survive in a world where the world wants him dead for the sake of the protagonist?

The Year is 1885 of the Imperial Calendar. When the Imperial Flagship P.R.S. REAPER comes under attack, Major Derringer "Trick-Shot" Asus calls his bay handler to open his hanger so he can deploy in defense of the ship but is denied deployment. Soon after the ships Commander gives him a new task. Escort the Chalmayan Princess back to their home world of Primia.

batman with all his items and manor gets transferred into onepiece. he has only few years to return to stop Joker from nuking his home. he will need to reach the treasure island as it has a way to take him home. but reaching it will take all the skills , tools, and teck of the greatest detective ever.

What is this amazing sword!!?? This Shield too!? Even The Armor!? And This Staff Has A Lot of Magical Energy Into it!? That's what the customers said to me I'm a legendary Blacksmith In my new Life selling armors, shields, swords, and even mage staff.

Synopsis: In a far-off futuristic realm at the peak of the love of football, where futuristic technology and ancient magic coexisted, a young football prodigy named Lio thrived. His talent on the field was unmatched, drawing awe and admiration from all who witnessed his skills. However, jealousy festered in the heart of his best friend, who sabotaged Lio during a crucial scouting match. The betrayal led to a severe injury leaving Lio handicapped. As he fell from grace, anger and determination fueled his spirit. Gradually, Lio envisioned a path of revenge, a quest that would lead him to unexpected realms beyond imagination, pushing the boundaries of sports and magic alike. Would he rise to the challenge, and conquer the world of football as the star he was born to be? or will he fail and let the ones who wronged him have their way over trampling on his dreams.

Mare: The mare does not refer to a female horse but to the mara demon who sits on a person’s chest and terrorizes them in their sleep. According to old Norse folklore, a Mara was an evil nocturnal demon of terror. The Night-hag or “riding witch” are other names for the Nightmare. Our story is about 4 Special Operations soldiers under the disbanded force MARE who decide to abandon their homeland of Chrome and defect to the neighboring country of Gasia with their former Captain and 5 other teams to protect the young princess from the hostile forces working in the shadows against her. However, even those who lurk in the shadows need sleep. And when they do, the true terrors of the night the Mares emerge.

"In your lifetimes has anyone ever worshipped you? Ever prayed to you? I know you're not the being you once were, and now is your chance to prove it..." "You may meet the being I once was." "... And what kind of being is that, Reaper?" In the vast expanse of space, where stars flicker like distant promises and civilizations rise and fall like cosmic waves, there exists a man haunted by his own choices. Once a protector, a guardian of those he held dear, he found himself forced into the shadows by the merciless demands of fate. In a universe teeming with threats, he made a pact with the darkness, trading his warmth for a cloak of ice, his compassion for a blade of steel. Now known only as the Reaper, his name evokes fear even among those he once safeguarded. He moves like a wraith through the void, a silent sentinel of death, his heart encased in frost as he carries out his duty. He is both hero and villain, protector and predator.

In the cozy confines of a quaint café, 22-year-old Alissa spends her days serving warmth and hospitality alongside her best friend. Her life is a perfectly brewed blend of friendship, love, and laughter. That is, until the day Seth walks in. At 24, Seth is the world's youngest billionaire, with a reputation for being as ruthless as he is wealthy. His icy demeanor and razor-sharp tongue can freeze blood in its tracks. He's a master of manipulation, using his vast power to bend the world to his whim. When Alissa and Seth collide, their opposing worlds spark a tantalizing tension. As they engage in a battle of wits, Alissa begins to chip away at the fortress surrounding Seth's heart. But will she be able to penetrate the armor of a man who has built his empire on emotional detachment? Or will Seth's growing feelings for Alissa remain locked behind the walls of his frozen heart, threatening to destroy them both?"

"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?"

You were the most beautiful under the heavens, a peerless beauty that could topple cities and nations, acclaimed as the most beautiful woman of the age. Did you think no man was worthy of you? You were wealthy enough to rival nations, with power that soared to the heavens, second only to none and above tens of thousands, standing at the very pinnacle of the world's order, where no one dared to meet your gaze? My name is Chen Dong. I could save your lives or take them just as easily.

A Girl ran through a forest shrouded in a deep fog. She was a young swordsman with long blue hair flowing behind him as she moved. Above his hempen clothing, he wore light iron armor and an iron forehead protector. The sword in his right hand, though somewhat small, was sturdily made. Why she was running and who is she a great mystery just started.

Everyone has their perceptions of Knights. The most common ones are found in storybooks. Shining armor, a gallant steed, glistening weapons, a coat of arms, exacting justice. Don’t make me laugh. It was all buttered up the way they wanted it to be, and I was just as foolish as to believe them until I saw. The atrocities they committed that went against the code of honor they swore upon. And because I saw, they came to me. The ones who wanted to fix this dastardly system with their hands and fix this rotten empire. And so I accept the realization that chivalry is dead. *This is not a LitRPG story! For all of you folks that like secret identities and masked protagonists, this is it! *No harems, no sex scenes, no power of friendship (or dues ex machine) *I do not own the cover art. All credit goes to the artist.

On a normal tuesday, the world broke apart, the sky started cracking and from the firmament above nightmarish creatures started descending. The ground split and from the depths, humans greatest fears rose above But Humans are known to be adapteable and hard to kill, adapting and spreading, just like a virus. Brought down to the bottom of the food chain, they were forced to adapt and that they did. Hunting down those creatures and even creating things like armor and weapons out of their carcasses. One brave human found out you could use their heart to enhance your body, by consuming it, simultanously onlocking a screen that recors those enhancements. twenty years after the day the world was turned upside down, humanity finally created their own foothold in the world once more and moved up the food chain. This isn't a story of struggle though, but more of a story of two friends just fooling around and somehow dealing with the consequences

"Alright, listen up, you ungrateful peasant readers. Yeah, you, sitting there, thinking you know better than me about my story. Just because I threw in a little—just a little—plot armor, everyone loses their minds. Like, come on, you dumbshit! It's my novel. If I want my characters to survive an apocalypse by tripping over a conveniently placed banana peel, then so be it. Go ahead, call it lazy writing. Call it bullshit. But I know you love it. You can’t get enough of my endless, godlike creativity. And don’t you dare pretend otherwise." That was what I just typed in a fit of rage before pressing enter and sending it out as an announcement. They will rage, I knew. They will be infuriated, obviously. But I was living for that. However, then… this one weird comment pops up, it says, “Wanna change the storyline of billions of novels with your plot armor?” "Great, another joker." But whatever. I’m intrigued. So I click. And, holy hell, my computer screen goes haywire, flashing like a rave in a mental asylum. A shadowy figure appears, all mysterious and ominous, like it's ripped straight out of one of my more “experimental” chapters. And before I can blink, it says, “Welcome to the Plot Armor Agency. Your services are required. Your task: Rewrite reality.” Plot Armor Agency Server : https://discord.gg/bZJ5v6jA8B Also on RoyalRoad.