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The world was ordinary… until the first whispers came. When dungeons erupted, monsters roamed, and humanity awakened strange powers, survival became the only law. But amidst the chaos, one man listened to something beyond mere evolution—a voice that spoke of divinity. Artic never sought power, yet it found him. As the world crumbled and the strong devoured the weak, he unlocked knowledge hidden within an ancient, golden library—a place that should not exist. But with power comes a choice. Will he rise as a savior, reshape the world as a god, or let the whispers consume him?

There are heroes in this world. Unlike us lowly people, they are humans who were chosen by the absolutes. And I am a human who steals the women of such protagonists. *** For advance chapters visit my Patreon. Link: patreon.com/aarvan

Across the universe, the only purpose for all mortals is to ascend to godhood. This opportunity is granted by the divine beings who oversee the cosmos. Every five years, all planets throughout the universe are offered the chance to undertake trials of wits to achieve this divine ascension.

A man is suddenly face to face with a goddess. it appears he’s made a deal… that he can’t remember. In fact, he can’t remember anything. After “awakening” in a battle field, he decides he must remember who is. Or, at the very least, try. Will he like what he finds? or will the wicked whims of that pesky goddesses voice in his head be the death of him yet?

In the peaceful village of Swinford, Adam lives a simple life, exploring the forests and learning about the wildlife. One day, while wandering an ancient forest, he discovers a glowing object surrounded by black metal and a golden diamond gem. His curiosity leads him to touch it, and as the object emits a blinding light, Adam is transported to a strange, serene castle where he meets a mysterious man with white hair and a black blindfold. This encounter sparks a journey that forces Adam to confront powers he never knew he had, as secrets unfold and dark forces begin to stir. Along the way, Adam gains unlikely allies, including the rogue knight, Arthur, and the enigmatic Luros, who holds his own suspicions. But as the truth about Adam's abilities and his role as the chosen one is revealed, tragedy strikes someone close to him dies, throwing him into a spiral of grief. With threats closing in, Adam must overcome his pain and protect those he loves, or risk losing everything. Can he survive the dangers ahead, or will the darkness of his past drag him into a battle he's not ready for? Characters so far: Adam – The main protagonist, living peacefully in the village of Swinford, with hidden powers and a mysterious past. Luros – A mysterious and enigmatic man with his own suspicions about Adam. Luros is somewhat flirtatious and has a pervy side when he sees beautiful women, often using his charm to his advantage. He is a skilled warrior and a potential teacher of adam, with a complicated past, one that will be gradually revealed as the story unfolds. Despite his lighthearted nature, he harbors a lot of inner conflict and secrets, making him a somewhat unpredictable character. Arthur – A man who helps Adam in the village and is curious about Adam’s true intentions, and was a former knight who was kicked out for disobeying orders and refusing to hurt innocent people. The Royal Knight (Alexavier) – A royal knight sent to collect rent from the villagers on behalf of the king, with a hostile attitude. The Villagers – The people of Swinford who are trying to deal with the royal knights and their demands. Adam's mother – She's a Background character who is barely in the story who also lives in the village The Rabbit – A strange, black rabbit with violet eyes that appears in the woods, caught by Arthur.

After an Immortal became the object of the gods disdain, he was exiled to an unfamiliar world.

What if God offered you a chance at revenge, but at a cost? Would you accept the contract to reincarnate into a new world and kill 33 people you have no relation to? Meet William, who becomes Bowen in a fantastical new realm, armed with magic powers, artifacts, slaves, disciples and loyal allies. Will Bowen complete his mission, or will he question the morality of his task and the true intentions of the deity who brought him to this new world? Witness the birth of a divine reaper, feared by gods and demons alike. When even the most powerful beings in the universe are judged by his hand, heaven and hell tremble at the mere mention of his name. Follow his journey of vengeance, redemption, and the ultimate quest for divine purpose. A/N: **Mc will take in many slaves (both male and female) and animal pets all throughout the story. No harem, No Romance. Mc development is slow with many plot twists. **

Suddenly, something moved in the dark corner of the room, catching my attention. Startled out of my mind, I leaped back in fear, grabbing the first object my hands landed on... a lamp, and holding it in front of me defensively, like a weapon. From the farthest corners of the darkness, a figure gradually began to emerge, slowly taking shape as it stepped into the rays of sunlight pouring through the windows. Bit by bit, the light revealed his features. He was tall, with a lean, chiseled physique, and his shoulders were broad. Silver-blonde hair spilled from his head, falling loosely around his face, giving him both a wild and seductive look, and I couldn't look away. Not from this beautiful man. He had jaw-dropping facial features that consisted of a sharp jaw with equally sharp cheekbones, a straight nose, a perfect mouth, and by the heavens, expressionless eyes. Eyes of gold and brown. Eyes that stared straight into mine. I fought back a shudder, muttering a silent curse under my breath. So, this was Dragos. ********** Centuries after his brother’s betrayal, Dragos Nicolae Vlad III has chosen solitude over his destined role as the leader of vampires. But when Dawn Carter, a young woman with financial struggles, lands a job at the Vlad mansion, her immunity to Dragos’ compulsion stirs something long dead within him—worry. He needs to find out why. Dawn has no idea vampires exist, let alone that she’s living among them—or that the dangerously gorgeous Dragos is their chosen one. As feelings start to grow between them, old wounds and new desires surface, but their love isn’t meant to be. She is something else—something pure. And he? A being forged from dark magic, forever damned. A vampire, and not just any kind. Will Dragos give up the first woman to touch his heart in over four hundred years? Or can their forbidden love create a path to peace for both human and vampire species?

In a world where there were as many people as ants and beings so powerful that they could destroy plans, Lin Huang was reincarnated for the third time. Still afraid of his previous deaths, he awakened three different systems and then followed a path to become the one who decides destiny. [Host, you still haven't seized the fortuitous opportunity to attain the dao] [Host, you still haven't accepted the disciple, he possesses the supreme physique] [Today you still haven't tamed the heavenly dragon. He possesses the primordial bloodline] While other people fight day and night for opportunities, I fight to not get lost among the many that I have.

In a world where colossal monsters rule 90% of the world's territory, Parahuman women are the only ones capable of facing them. Gregory is a newly graduated Hunter, slightly above average in talent but at the top of the scale when it comes to ambition. As monsters ravage the land, he can only rely on his Hounds to survive. That’s why he believes that rewarding and caring for his Hounds with 100% dedication is only natural. He will do whatever it takes to protect them and make them stronger, just as they protect him...

"On that day, Zach Harper died-" Or at least that was how it was supposed to be. I died. But there was good news, and bad news. The good news; I was reincarnated! Transmigrated into the World of Aethoria! Holy fuck, miracles do happen! But the bad news was, "Huh? What's this?" ... [DING!] A New Quest has been issued:- Type:- SURVIVAL Name:- Quest To Becoming Stronger: Description: The {Great Calamity} is coming...Get stronger and survive. Duration-: ... Reward:- ... Penalty:- Death, ??? ] ... I had to survive. •••• Join the discord! https://discord.gg/3E6p8AdQVR ••• Stone goals will be re-updated soon.

In a world full of Artifacts, Harold Etton struggles under the pressures of life until he encounters an Artifact that changes his life. discord: https://discord.gg/3VTG2JZPwt

Marcus stands at the cusp of something new. How will this God face the incoming future?

When Galena finds Devanté is becoming more and more addicted to a virtual paradise, she has to decide on whether to sit back and watch, or break into the digital realm in pursuit of burning it down.

In a world where most chase wealth and status, Omen stands apart. Once driven by the desire for power, he shifts his ambition towards an audacious goal: omniscience. He realises that to achieve the impossible, he must transform into an impossibility himself. Omen embarks on a harrowing journey, facing unimaginable trials—banishment, imprisonment, enslavement, and even death—in his relentless pursuit of knowledge. Each challenge strips away his humanity while sharpening his resolve, as he learns that true progress emerges when impossibility bends to necessity. But as Omen draws closer to his goal, he must confront the ultimate question: at what cost comes the pursuit of unattainable knowledge, and can he retain his sense of self in a quest to become something beyond human?

.............WSA 25 entry............. Stealing from mortals? Too easy. But stealing from the gods? Now that’s an art. Alister never believed in fate—only fools waited for miracles while he took what he pleased. Raised an orphan, with nothing but his wits and quick hands to survive, he became known as Ace, the faceless thief, a legend among criminals. No vault could hold him. No ward could stop him. But mortals soon proved unchallenging, and so he set his sights higher—on the divine. His last heist nearly cost him his life, but in return, he gained an ability that would change everything. With this newfound power, Alister assembled a crew of misfits, each with their own talents, their own reasons for defying the heavens. Together, they formed the Divine Heist Club—a name the world would soon come to know, and the gods would soon come to fear.

Yin Kai eats something his chickens seem to enjoy... From then on, he's cast into a bigger role for himself, his family, and his world. Using the Ancestral Origin Transformation Art, he merges with one of his chickens. Getting cultivation feedback from his chicken's progeny alongside his own, Yin Kai begins to take the cultivation world by storm with only one task: Do the thing nobody else wants to do, ever will do, and cultivate perfectly through each realm by cultivating 1380 small stages per realm instead of 3. He doesn't want to, but he might as well. Join the discord! https://discord.gg/XKHa52XFQm

In the world where divinity reigns, a delicate balance exists between three kingdoms. However, this balance is disrupted when the Dragon Kingdom's power is threatened by the rising strength of the other two kingdoms. Amidst this turmoil, a prophecy foretells an impending calamity. The Dragon Lord embarks on a quest to find a solution, but his absence coincides with the birth of his child - a child destined to shatter the balance. The other kingdoms, seeking to maintain their power, will stop at nothing to prevent the child from growing up.

A story that spans through the dying universes and realms filled with broken Kings, untamed Gods, and Eldritch messiahs.

Frieda Evans, the daughter of the former Royal head physician is required to treat the Dark Lord's illness or she dies. After being tricked into marrying the scheming king, she gradually realizes that he isn't all that he seems and maybe the cure to his heart disease is a little... love?

The cataclysm happened quickly. Portals appeared and monsters invaded earth. People awakened powers and fought back. And after one month. [Channel 16379 earth has opened up] Beings called constellations came and showered awakened with support and powers. I even got a gift from one [Constellation Fighting goddess: is gifting you an item!] [Obtained item: Constellation's sword(SS+)] With that weapon I became the strongest awakened and struggled to keep humanity alive. But that's all useless history now. The world has gone to shit. With the appearance of otherworldly corruption the world didn't stand a chance. It gave immeasurable power for a price.

“They are beauty beyond words and terror beyond reason. In their light, souls are cleansed; in their shadow, worlds are undone. They bless with a touch and destroy with a glance. To worship them is to invite salvation and doom alike, for they are justice without mercy, power without limit, and existence without end. Mortal hands may build temples in their name, but no prayer can soften their gaze. Kneel, not in hope—but in fear." — Aetherion 6:8 Have you ever wondered if Gods exist or if they are just a figment of humanity's imagination for hope? If they exist and aren't just a figment of our imagination, are they benevolent and merciful, or are they indifferent to our sufferings? Arohan, an atheist despised the concept of religion and Gods because of his parent's death. His parents left him wealth beyond measure, so he lived his life the way he desired and did whatever he wanted without caring about the consequences. Everything changed when he faced two choices: save himself or save the world!

In a world oblivious to its impending demise, littered with horrifying beasts and demons, What will happen when humanity's last hope, a powerful Divine System is given to a lazy and useless sixteen year old? Will he use it for what is intended(the death of all demons) or will he sleep through earth's destruction?

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“They're not dead,” “They are alive… watching and laughing from the shadows as we all fall into our coffins.” The Domains had grown weaker, and the Gate of Oblivion had finally collapsed, weaving ancient terrors back into existence. Ripped from their reality, three strangers were plunged into a nightmarish dimension where death was permanent, and survival was an illusion. Every full moon, the Otherworlders were judged with simple but merciless rules—succeed and walk further in hell, fail and be annihilated. ___ Elias Valor, a ruthless hitman for a local mafia, was no stranger to violence, but the dreads of this dimension pushed him beyond insanity as he stumbled against two other anomalies—Lysandra, a sinister healer, and Malachi, a mad prophet. With each mission, they descended deeper into a world where their deadly and mystic skills were both a weapon and a curse. Haunted by their past sins and the forgotten horrors of the dimension, they had to navigate brutal landscapes where survival came at a price too steep to pay. As the lines between reality and nightmare blurred, they faced a dark truth: the greatest threat might not be the dimension, but the darkness they once were. “The clock has stopped—but the true game has not even started.”

The scene opens with a bloodied battlefield, littered with the lifeless bodies of demons and angels alike, both fallen and holy. The stench of death hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid smoke of the scorched earth. The landscape is a wasteland, a testament to the brutality of the battle that had just unfolded.Not far from the carnage, hidden within the shadows of a cave, lay three figures. Two were gravely wounded, their bodies barely clinging to life. One was the archangel Michael, whose once radiant armor was now stained with blood, his wings torn and battered. The other was the fallen archangel Lucifer, his wings scorched and tattered, his face twisted in agony as he fought to stay conscious. The third figure, In stark contrast to the injured angels, stood tall and composed. His presence was almost ethereal, though his features were hidden in shadow, making him an enigmatic figure in the midst of the ruin. He gazed down at Lucifer, a look of sympathy in his eyes. “I’m sorry that you had to suffer this fate,” he murmured, his voice laced with regret. His eyes shifted to both archangels, and he sighed deeply. “I’ll make it right.” A brief pause followed, the words after “I’ll make it right” lost in a quiet murmur, as if the figure’s voice faltered, or the meaning was veiled in secrecy. The only words that were clear came at the end, filled with finality and determination. “Take this new life and…” Another break in his words, this time leaving a lingering silence. Suddenly, the scene faded, shifting from the cave of despair to a small, dimly lit room. A young man lay in bed, his body drenched in sweat, breathing heavily as though he had just run a marathon. His eyes flickered open, a look of panic written across his face. He bolted upright, the nightmare still fresh in his mind. “Shit, that same dream… when will it stop?” Lucian Cross muttered, rubbing his eyes as if to rid himself of the lingering remnants of the vision. Glancing at the alarm clock beside him, he saw the time—almost 7:30 AM. He groaned, realizing he was running late. With a sigh, he threw off the covers and reluctantly dragged himself out of bed. It was the last day of school, and though he had hoped for it to be a day of relief, it held no joy. It was the day of the awakening ceremony, a day that would determine his future and his job class, though Lucian’s expectations were low. School, in his mind, was nothing but a hellish place. A place where he was used and trampled on, his life a series of miserable days. But today—today was supposed to be different. It was his last day, and maybe, just maybe, the ceremony would bring something good. He didn’t dare dream too big, but a small hope flickered inside him. The vice principal called out, “Lucian Cross, come on stage.” Lucian gulped as the whispers of mocking and ridicule from his classmates and juniors filled the air. He could hear their gossip: “Why is he even here?” “Bet he’ll awaken nothing.” “He’s just wasting our time.” Tightening his fist, Lucian forced himself forward, his footsteps heavy with anxiety. Reaching the podium, he glanced at the imposing white crystal, its surface shimmering with an otherworldly glow. “Place your hand on the crystal,” the vice principal instructed. Lucian hesitated briefly before resting his hand against the cool surface of the crystal. The room fell silent, anticipation hanging thick in the air. Suddenly, the crystal erupted in a dazzling platinum light so bright it was blinding. Gasps echoed through the hall as a celestial-class phenomenon unfolded. The sound of heavenly trumpets filled the room, shaking the very ground beneath them. The heavens themselves seemed to part, and a radiant Roman cross-like gate opened in the sky above. From the portal descended two armies of celestial beings, one side composed of graceful angels, the other of fallen angels. The fallen angels were an intimidating sight. Dark knights clad ...

In a world where justice and injustice endlessly clash for dominance across the three realms, Vera—a gifted Aetherial student wielding fire, illusions, and the power to manipulate emotions—seeks to reshape the system, bringing the corrupt to their knees. The upcoming Academy Tournament presents the perfect opportunity to prove her worth. This annual event, reserved for top-ranking Aetherial students, pushes competitors to their limits in a series of high-stakes battles. The reward? A coveted place among the Seraphs—the divine beings who govern the realms. But when Vera is denied her chance at ascension, she refuses to accept fate’s decree. Determined to carve her own path to divinity, her once-noble desire to change the world warps into an unrelenting obsession to cleanse it. As her descent begins, Vera becomes painfully aware of the chaos she leaves in her wake—both the suffering and the salvation. Yet, if securing a better future means embracing the role of the villain, then so be it. After all, history is written by those strong enough to shape it.