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I Was Reincarnated As A Virus

Reincarnated as a Mushroom?

BLURB > He was reborn by mistake. Raised with purpose. Loved by a god. Worshipped by monsters. And the galaxy doesn’t stand a fucking chance. Irvine’s soul took one wrong turn through the wheel of karma and woke up in a body grown by an intergalactic hivemind goddess with boundary issues and galaxy-sized ambition. Now he’s the golden child of a psychic swarm that feeds on control and burns whole worlds for affection. With Crystal at the helm, warriors like Kimchi, relic-weapons like Kiya, and a council of psionic horrors eager to call him king, Irvine must choose what kind of god he wants to be. Because when a hivemind learns to love... ...it doesn’t know when to stop. The universe will kneel—or get devoured trying. SYNOPSIS Irvine didn’t ask to be reincarnated, but the cosmos had other plans. And it didn’t hand him a cheat code or a clean slate—just one random boon, selected by an uncaring divine roulette wheel. Good karma? Bad karma? Balanced as all fuck. Now he's reborn in the body of a psionically tuned alien hybrid, raised from psychic infancy by Crystal, the hivemind queen of a race so advanced they’ve abandoned individuality for shared omniscience. All except her baby boy. Irvine is the singularity inside the swarm, the first soul allowed to think, dream, and desire independently. Trained by warriors like Kimchi, advised by bio-symbiotes like Kiya, loved ferociously by hive sisters like Diane, and shadowed by powers ancient and unnamed, Irvine is both weapon and wielder, saint and sacrifice. But empires don’t run on hugs and handjobs. As Crystal expands her dominion—across star systems and sentient nebulae—Irvine must lead the charge through blood, fire, and psionic flame. His soul is still human. His body? Engineered for extinction. His heart? Not entirely his anymore.
LITTLE_LYTA · 114.3K Views

I Was Mistaken As A Monstrous Genius Actor

Kang Woo-Jin was just an ordinary man-suddenly quit his work as a program designer and became jobless. That is, until a fateful day when his friend dragged him to an acting audition, forcing him to perform. It should have been an embarrassing disaster. But the moment he held the script, something awakened inside him. A void space appeared in his mind, pulling him deep into the role, forcing him to relive the character's emotions, memories, and even pain. The next thing he realize, He was stabbed. Became a remorseless serial killer. Transformed into a Beast. And became an action star. Each performance was terrifyingly real-too real. And the world took notice. Directors were left speechless. Fellow actors were shaken. Critics hailed him as a once-in-a-lifetime genius. But there was just one problem... Kang Woojin wasn't actually acting. As he navigates the ruthless entertainment industry, the misunderstandings surrounding him grow by the day. Was he a hidden prodigy? A monster in disguise? Or something else entirely? From supporting films to blockbusters, from gripping tragedies to heart-stopping thrillers-Woojin's rise is meteoric. But as the spotlight burns brighter, so does the pressure to keep up the illusion. How long can he maintain this façade before the truth catches up to him? This is the story of a man who never meant to become an actor-yet ended up becoming the greatest one the world had ever seen. *********************************************** DISCLAIMER: [ I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY] CREDITS TO THE OWNER :장탄 TRANSLATED/PROOFREAD BY: Guil_L
Guil_L · 1.1K Views

I was reincarnated as the son of the strongest duke.

When I opened my eyes for the first time in this hell, I thought I was trapped in a nightmare… but no, nightmares aren’t delivered with this level of detail. The sky was gray, like a tattered strip of ash from tormented souls. The air was heavy, as if the world itself breathed blood instead of oxygen. And more importantly… I’m not on Earth. I am Nir Verton. Son of the Duke of Shadows. The Verton family—the name whispered by nations before they sleep, feared even by those who do not know what fear means. Ah yes, Nir Verton… the calm, noble, perfect young man who’s supposed to be the centerpiece of this ridiculous story. But what is the story, exactly? A romance novel. Yes, romance. A tale written with roses, innocent scenes, and gazes that last for pages—where the heroine, Ayla, falls in love with me after three lines and ten chapters of exchanged smiles. Did I mention I despise this kind of story? I can’t stand it. I don’t believe in love made of sugar, or tears polished in golden light. But the worst part? I’m stuck in Nir’s body—the boy who smiles like he’s never known pain, while I scream on the inside. What’s expected of me? To be the heroine’s lover? To melt her heart with a smile and a flower? To hold her close while the towers collapse and whisper, “The world will be alright”? No. To hell with that. This world is leaning toward ruin, and I am no savior. I’m just an intruder in the body of the heir to a terrifying family, trapped within the threads of a story I didn’t write—and I won’t act it out the way they want. I am not Nir Verton. But since everyone believes I am... Let’s see how far I can twist your happy ending.
Nirverton · 2.9K Views
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