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As someone who failed his college entrance exams and has no choice but to be thrust into society, Aldrin Fallwater continued his life living in a small apartment, wasting his days playing on his computer. One day, he was presented with an opportunity when he clicked on an obvious clickbait ad that suddenly appeared in his browser. [Do you want to change your average worthless life?] Faced with that question, Aldrin, someone who had nothing to lose, tried to gamble his worthless life for that slim chance to change. Whether the change will be significant or not, only time will tell... - This is a story with a detached System and an MC who doesn't have an initial ambition to become the strongest in the world. However, he will slowly be pulled to conspiracies and secrets of the world or universe that he had no choice but to participate in. -------------- Check my other novels: Stealing Spree (R18) https://www.webnovel.com/book/stealing-spree_19920810706996705 The Ultimate Support Character https://www.webnovel.com/book/the-ultimate-support-character_17372791306713605 --------------- Cover Art by: @thnkgoditsfrank (Twitter) Join my Discord Server: https://discord.gg/BWBWUrU

AUTHOR NOTE 14.05.2024: Hello all! Sorry for the long wait, I wrote myself into a literal corner and realised I have to retcon a few things in arc 4 before I can move on with the story. Will try to get this fixed in the soonest! Really sorry for the wait TT o TT **** Infinite/Unlimited Flow horror BL novel Might be a parody. And MC might be a villain.... 1v1 Introducing: A suicidal and bored MC and… wait, where the f&?! is the ML?! *** Lam Thanh Van believes it’s about time someone ended his miserable life. But being an immortal has hindered his path to Hell. Scratch that, Hell is off limits with the terrifying speed his body stitches itself back together, no matter how much someone might hack him to pieces. With such a long and torturous life of trying to finish himself and failing miserably, he imagines that his death would be grand, like slaying a dragon - or a very persistent cockroach. Now, the only problem was finding a hero worthy of such a cause. *** [The last player has arrived. Players, prepare for briefing.] [Welcome to the annual 2023rd survival championship.] The grand doors to the dome slowly pulled close, drawing everyone’s gazes over to the lone figure standing by himself, like a rabbit frozen in the headlights. In front of the sea of players, fawn eyes dilated with fright. Fresh tears still clung to the lashes that framed the eyes so green they reminded the people of ocean waves crashing to the white sandy shore. Long limbs were clad in a simple T-shirt with a pair of washed-out jeans hugging his slim waist. Messy lavender hair and snow-white skin tinted with faint pink seemed ethereal in the scene. Like a magnolia tree growing in the desert… or a white lotus sprouting from a pile of bullshit. One brave individual broke away from the herd, cold eyes set on the last player. ”Stay with us if you want to live.” Lam Thanh Van raised his gaze up to the looming man, green eyes drenched with tears, his lips trembling as he could only muster a nod. [All players, scenario one will commence now. Good luck and try not to die.] —— When nothing is as it seems - who can you trust? ML: Not the author, that’s for sure. The synopsis is just one huge clickbait- *Author smacks this insolent child with a hardcover edition of the Bible*: Quiet, you! Or I won’t let you appear even after the halfway mark! MC: … You evil bish!! —- T/W: This is mature content. A sprinkle of horror, a teaspoon of gore, topped with a handful of clownery. Some papapa is added as a garnish at the end. Consume at your own digression. A/N: This is an original work by LinShui. The cover is not mine, as I have negative skills in any illustrative art. Will commission for a cover when I’m no longer a broke bish. Do let me know if this is your art and you want to take it down, thanks! #unrequitedlove

The mind was arisen from within him. His situation was off though, and soon discovered he was no longer what he thought he once was... The lowest of all life. With the only belonging of his, he shall go on a journey to discover himself and get a new identity. A vow to top all Legends- ------------------------------------------------ -a certain well known broadcast station- “Hey-, have you heard!?” “?” “The thing on the NEWS! The City of Legends!” “Those are lies, its clickbait...” “No! It’s really true! They say countless legends are born every day! The impossible is possible in that city! The attraction is huge!” “Huh?” “Bro we must visit! Don’t you know all the recent stories everyone are talking about originated from there! ‘Twisting Heaven and Earth’, ‘The Legendary Flyswatter’, ‘Demonic Scare of the Heavens’, ‘The Legendary Food Thief’, and so much more! Come on, we might be able to witness one with our own eyes!” “What!? Those are from there!? Frick! Why did you keep quiet!??” ---------------------------------------------- *Cautioned shows some R-18 references and scenes, however this is NOT a romance novel, this novel is focused on COMEDY and FANTASY* ---------------------------------------------- Author Notes- This novel was written for writing prompt #48 Evolution. This novel is basically about a character who starts off as the lowest of all life forms, he needs to hit certain requirements to evolve. The tasks wind up making him famous. Unlike my other novel, ‘Stage 2 Initializing : Welcome to Planet Iris’, this topic I will actually enjoy writing honestly, so I will also focus on this novel more. Schedule for now is a guaranteed 14 chapters weekly. I will try to hit at least 1 chapter a day. There may be extra chapters some days, depending on how much I write. Also please review the novel as it really helps me out and also gives me feedback. If you like this novel too, please use your powerstones! Ty ~ Eslyna

This is not a clickbait *Uhum* Tottaly read worthy

can someone tell me how to delete also report this as spam so this can be deleted you probably dont want this on your feed so if you delete it will be gone

This is exactly what it seems. This entire novel is clickbait. Will you dare to fall for it?

Hey, my names... well I really can't remember just call me good 'ol Jack. I'm seventeen... uh I'm... pretty strong and smart? (No that sounds too cocky... oh whatever what do I care) Anyways I'm a pretty average high school kid living in America. or at least I was. eh I won't explain it now, it's too complicated. keep reading if you wanna find out. "..." hehe classic clickbait...

Jason Blackman has always loved video games. He loved them so much that he was a complete shut in who had nothing better to do but to play video games all day long. This led to him being kicked out of the house, losing his girlfriend, losing his job and dropping out of school. After his friend recommends him a game that he has never heard of he decides to give it a go. After stepping into a portal he finds himself in the world of the video game he had just started to play and he cannot log out. Will he be able to survive in this world with a weak gunsman class in? Will he be able to grow from a man child into a true man? New adventures and new problems await him in this new world that he must overcome. Authors note: I know I usually write villain type MC's but for this novel this is not the case. This is a story of growth and maturity and trying to be a better person through trial and error. In summary this a zero to hero story. Also cover ain't mine. It's called clickbaiting

Clickbait╰( ･ ･ )~>> Come take a look #WSA2022 #Itsmyfirstevernovelsopleaselikeandsubscribetowinaheart If you liked the legendary Mechanic's power System they you'll love what I'm doing here. It's a mix of Norse mythology world building, but reimagined and Futuristic-cky... There will be Romance....one day. Synopsis Come into a world of Swords and Magic, A world of Energy weapons and Futuristic Technology. Eze jumped through a portal he dreamt about and found himself in another world, that he also, dreamt about Come follow his adventure as he awakens to the WORST class. A space Mage. He also wondered how the legendary Space Mage class that others from his old world were dreaming of could be labeled as trash. Turns out this world- a humongous wonder of Energy-Organic life fusion (dubbed the Cosmic Tree), apart from releasing a steady cloud of Cosmic Energy for Users to train also poses restrictions on only one specific sub-class, guess which? Space Mage. But that's Okay because when you come from another world where there's no Energy to train your expectations were already low, at least you have something, right? Except this world also has more to it than that. The almighty tree God(non-sentient, they said) also does the miraculous job of connecting worlds from one end of the Cosmos, to the other and has amassed a total of 39 races, with humans, not being one of them. And he's being told to hide the fact that he's human with no explanation except it could cause his world to fall Sigh. "I've learned a lot this week, bit why does it feel like I've only scratched the surface." "Also I hate people so I don't mind if Earth blows u-" "WHAT? You mean that it would affect me by association to Earth?" "****!" **** If you decide not to add to library. Then; Add to library at least! Add to library ;kneeling emoji I basically cover 'borrowed' from online so if it's yours, just alert me in the comment section... #WSA 2022 I won't tell you what to put in your reviews, but it's my first work, EVER Edit It appears I may have chosen a less mainstream genre thereby hindering my chances so how's this? I will put....[drumroll~] WEREWOLVES!!!

Inspired by stories such as "All quiet on the western front" In a war-torn city cloaked in despair, a man grapples with the haunting memories of his past as a soldier. As he wanders the empty streets of Moscow, the echoes of duty weigh heavily on his heart, pulling him into a world where hope feels like a distant star—faint, flickering, and almost unreachable. He is haunted by the stories of lives lost and the moral compromises he made in the name of honor. Amid this turmoil, the tale of a knight depicted in a mural—a figure burdened by a merciless command—resonates within him. Their stories intertwine, revealing the universal struggle between duty and conscience. The knight's tragic fate serves as a mirror for the protagonist's own search for meaning in a world steeped in suffering. As he navigates the darkness of his circumstances, he witnesses acts of kindness in the midst of chaos, and for the first time, begins to question the very beliefs that have defined him. Through his journey of despair and reflection, he finds himself drawn toward a glimmer of hope, as the faint, distant stars begin to take on new significance. "The Weight of Distant Stars" is a poignant exploration of the human spirit's resilience, the complexities of duty, and the unexpected pathways that lead to belief and hope, even in a world filled with echoes of sorrow. (this synopsis might be clickbait) Also, I am not a good artist so you aren't getting A cover.

Clickbait╰( ･ ･ )~>> Come take a look #WSA2022 #Itsmyfirstevernovelsopleaselikeandsubscribetowinaheart If you liked the legendary Mechanic's power System they you'll love what I'm doing here. It's a mix of Norse mythology world building, but reimagined and Futuristic-cky... There will be Romance....one day. Synopsis Come into a world of Swords and Magic, A world of Energy weapons and Futuristic Technology. Eze jumped through a portal he dreamt about and found himself in another world, that he also, dreamt about Come follow his adventure as he awakens to the WORST class. A space Mage. He also wondered how the legendary Space Mage class that others from his old world were dreaming of could be labeled as trash. Turns out this world- a humongous wonder of Energy-Organic life fusion (dubbed the Cosmic Tree), apart from releasing a steady cloud of Cosmic Energy for Users to train also poses restrictions on only one specific sub-class, guess which? Space Mage. But that's Okay because when you come from another world where there's no Energy to train your expectations were already low, at least you have something, right? Except this world also has more to it than that. The almighty tree God(non-sentient, they said) also does the miraculous job of connecting worlds from one end of the Cosmos, to the other and has amassed a total of 39 races, with humans, not being one of them. And he's being told to hide the fact that he's human with no explanation except it could cause his world to fall Sigh. "I've learned a lot this week, bit why does it feel like I've only scratched the surface." "Also I hate people so I don't mind if Earth blows u-" "WHAT? You mean that it would affect me by association to Earth?" "****!" **** If you decide not to add to library. Then; Add to library at least! Add to library ;kneeling emoji I basically cover 'borrowed' from online so if it's yours, just alert me in the comment section... #WSA 2022 I won't tell you what to put in your reviews, but it's my first work, EVER Edit It appears I may have chosen a less mainstream genre thereby hindering my chances so how's this? I will put....[drumroll~] WEREWOLVES!!!

about deadly diseases and ways to avoid them. Fake news is a problem and the government has been trying to combat it. In the thousands of links I scan through, my heart flutters as I spot our name. “Don’t trust what the government says about Monkey Pox. See attached articles from the Turin Register” Clicking the link, I see a list of familiar headlines: The Dark Hand Behind the Government Reshuffle - Max Serafino Patient Malpractice Allegations Covered up by Health Authorities - Max Serafino Pandemic Recommendations Misguided - Max Serafino Corruption Exposed in Turin Government - Max Serafino Other articles Paulina was reading, those not to trust doctors and government health advice, often link to articles written by me and my colleagues. I stare at the pencil that sits on my desk where Giuseppe left it earlier. Behind me, I hear someone approach,and feel their hands on my shoulders. Giuseppe’s voice says, “And you thought you were superior to all of us, didn’t you?” “Is it all…?” I am about to ask an obvious question. But stop myself. I have bills to pay and a scarcity of other work alternatives. I sweep pointless self-doubt from my mind. Journalists report the news, we do not generate it. With a click of the mouse, I bring up today's police bulletin, and make proposals on which events we might cover for our prestigious 137-year-old newspaper to the Chief Editor. The next morning, a young journalist who normally sits besides me struts triumphantly through the news room greeting colleagues. Giuseppe gives him a thumbs up. I open the Turin Register's most viewed list, an online article, "Clickbait News Causes Scurvy in Italy's Auto Capital" is trending across the nation. I begin having regular dinners with Bruno. We talk about our old adventures in school, and about the state of the country, Bruno reminds me that a Political Science professor in University had taught us, "Every industry is selling a product, and at its core, the news industry sells fear." In the coming months the number of cases of maltrunition similar to Paulina's snowball across the nation. I noti