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After losing her job, Wan Qian unexpectedly inherits the estate of an distant great-uncle—a remote countryside farm. She originally thought she could enjoy a leisurely rural life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. However, she soon discovers that the farm is unbelievably strange—animals on the farm produce crops, whispers rustle from the wardrobe at midnight, and what flows from the faucet is not clear water but thick red liquid… Even more absurd, interns who come to work always mysteriously "resign," leaving only a calm and composed butler who hands her a new labor contract with a smile every day. Faced with all this, Wan Qian optimistically rolls up her sleeves: "Alright then, running a farm isn't easy. I have to find a way to turn a profit." So, using outrageous workplace logic and farm management experience, she tames an eldritch god into a guard dog, hires a midnight butcher as a chef, and even enlists a faceless girl as an accountant… While others tremble in fear, she leisurely patrols the farmland: "No slacking off! If performance targets aren't met, your wages will be docked." Thus, a farm where "humans and ghosts and monsters" beings coexist is officially open for business! —Horror? Not at all. With the right job assignments, every ghost and monster can be a model corporate worker!

Nine Characters, all bound to the whims of a 'Deranged Entity.' All the clues they have are the vast differences they have with those that bore them. His Madness has seeped into them, crowning them with Glory. They shall come to know the price of Sin & Virtue by Sacrilege & Madness :Krael _My Pride can overturn Creation, drowning it in the madness of an unwilling. And yet I have to offer servitude to one who will always be beneath me, in the twisted guise of learning Humility - If only she knew how I long to grind her bones, she would know to control her tongue Born to Pride, servitude to Humility. :Kaelan_My Hunger can consume the very foundations of existence leaving behind an abyss born from my will. And yet I have to exercise temperance lest I lose meaning. Why do the gods mock me so...to give me all I can ever eat, and yet never to touch any satiate my growing hunger. I have seen the cruelty of the divine Born to Gluttony, raised by Temperance :Zaen_My Envy stalks the might of existence, wishing for its grandeur to be mine. And yet, my envy is never allowed to fester for Kindness plagues me like a curse. Compassion that was never mine, empathy I could care less about, heavens know I would rather drown in my own spit than to share goodwill Born of Envy, chained by Kindness :Xaelan_My Greed clouds the hearts of even gods, from the mortal coils to the vastness of the cosmos chaining the 'Old Ones to sin. I feel the sickening embrace of her love, and yet I can never have it, for whatever is mine, I must give. To know Charity—that bustard—is the punishment I was accorded Born in Greed, defiled by Charity : ...My Wrath burns the Heavens and fuels the pits of hell, bringing the end to all, as I ride my mount to Herald the storm. -Oops, this is not my stage. Sorry, but worry not my progeny will carry the mantle on my behalf. As they unleash the wrath stocked in their blood. But soon they will learn just how deep my Lord intends to go and that only Patience is the key to his games...hahaha...poor children, if only I could march alongside you in misery. Born to Wrath, burial by Patience :Thaen_My Sloth... uhm mm... well, I am too exhausted to think of a monologue. But Yah, blah blah...something Diligence... All I know is that I am more hard working than all of them combined... that 'guy was truly not fair when dishing them out_ Born to Sloth, death by Diligence :Laen_My Lust fuels the passion of Creation, all beings lost in the throes of my splendor, indulging in desires so dark, and yet I am the purest of them all, abstinence is second nature. I weep for desires unfulfilled and yet Chastity that horrendous bi*** mocks me with laughter. Yet it seems only I suffer this cruelty; others are free in indulgence only I am a slave to virtue_ Born in the flames of Lust, sustained by Chastity :Haelan_My Hatred runs so deep that the abyss is flooded; the rivers of the underworld are mere streams to my Hatred. I hold nothing but hate in my heart and yet 'he wishes I hold onto compassion. In 'his twisted form of madness, 'he has left me with no other choice. I shall let 'it fester until the day I make 'him pay_ Born in the depths of Hate, Compassion my Love and my Death :Raelin_My Despair has seeped into the cracks of existence, corrupting the Light' of the 'Creator. All I feel is the despair and sorrow of all those born and chained in the embrace of 'the sisters' misery.'Unlike them, I search for her, elusive like the wind. I despair for the sight of her, and yet she will always elude me, shunning my pleas_ Born in Despair, mourning for Hope ...I feel the twisted love 'he holds for us all and yet they do not see it, blinded by Sin and Virtue :>Long but necessary:) what is the story about? Simply it's about the interplay of Sin and Virtue with a hint of Madness and Malevolence. Complicatedly, what makes sense may not actually make sense.

In the year 1888, Britannia was a land of secret societies, warring clans, occultists, and enigmatic corporations. When Lorien awakens in London, he finds himself at the heart of it all. He is the first vampire to walk the streets of the city— But he will not be the last. Jack the Ripper. The Man with Two Faces. The Headless Horseman. The dead who wander the midnight streets drink his blood, and in turn, they will spread his legend. A world hidden beneath the surface, where warlocks invoke forbidden rituals, gods whisper from the void, and fractured timelines bleed into reality. Buried histories, shattered underworlds, and eldritch horrors— From the Lovecraftian Tombstone to the forsaken King Arthur— London is falling, and Lorien will carve his place within its ruins.

In a world where the unseen weaves fate and power is both a blessing and a curse, the awakened are called Phantoms—warriors bound to the spirits, their strength the only shield between humanity and annihilation. Long ago, when the Wraithborn first descended—eldritch horrors that slithered from the void beyond existence—humanity stood at the edge of ruin. The skies darkened, cities crumbled, and no blade nor bullet could harm these spectral abominations. Then came the First Call—whispers from the Spiritscape, a realm beyond mortal comprehension. Those who heard it awakened as phantoms, wielding power borrowed from spirits unseen, pushing back the darkness and carving the first fragile dawn of survival. But survival had a price. Phantoms became the weapons of the world. The Regency regulated the phantoms, dictating their purpose: to fight or be discarded. Yet among them stood the Crowned Phantoms, legends of their kind, those who had ascended beyond the ordinary, commanding the Spiritscape with unrivaled mastery. They were kings among warriors, epitomes of power, the history of the ones revered. Countless yearned to be crowned, to stand above all, to forge their names in eternity. Kael Veyne wanted none of it. Awakened at the age of three—far too young, far too dangerous—Kael understood what others refused to see. Power was not glory. Power was chained. The world loved its heroes when they won but discarded them the moment they failed. He watched as Phantoms bled, as the Regency dictated their lives, as those who sought greatness were crushed under the weight of expectation. So he made a choice. He hid. For years, he lived in the shadows, using his power only to protect himself, refusing to be another cog in the machine. He wanted a quiet life, a life that was his. But fate is never kind to those who defy it. A single moment—an unseen ripple in the fabric of destiny—threatens to unravel everything. The Wraithborn are changing stronger, and no longer bound by the laws that once held them back. The Spiritscape stirs, its whispers louder than ever. The Regency is watching. And in the depths of the unseen world, an ancient prophecy murmurs of an emperor who walks between realms, commanding the spirits themselves. Kael has spent his life running from the inevitable. But when the tide rises and the world begins to shift, when all eyes turn toward him—will he remain a ghost in the crowd… or will the Spirit Emperor rise?

Kael Veyne was betrayed, hunted, and left for dead in the depths of the Abyssal Dungeon. As an infamous assassin, he was the empire’s deadliest shadow—until the day his guild turned on him. Ambushed in the Abyssal Dungeon, his body was torn apart, and his soul was consumed by the abyss. But death was not the end. He reincarnates 25,000 years later with the Devouring Bloodline System. Kael awakens in the body of a noble scion sharing a similar name to him, and his very essence fused with eldritch power. With every kill, he absorbs primal energy, evolving into something far beyond human. Monsters, mages, mancers, knights, assassins—nothing is beyond his reach. ——— [{DING!}] [{Bloodline Upgrade: Enhancements}] >>> Upgrade (1000 BP): Shadowmeld – Can blend into darkness for 2 minutes. >>> 5000 BP: Generate a living demigod armor that repairs itself. >>> 10000 BP: Unlocks a berserker state for as long as rage lasts. ——— Now, using the noble house as cover and with the help of the Devouring Bloodline System, he resumes his work as an assassin. But this time, it’s for a personal vendetta. The traitors who betrayed him still ruled their factions. The guild that cast him aside thrives. But Kael Veyne is no longer just an assassin—he is a predator lurking in the dark, devouring all who stand in his way to vengeance. The abyss granted him a second chance. This time... He will consume everything. Tags: Dungeon Power Leveling | Assassin MC | Overpowered MC | Eldritch Bloodline | Antihero | Revenge | Magic Empires | Ancient Factions

In the shadow-cloaked city of Norlington, where eldritch horrors seep through cobblestone cracks, Dr. Fran-a prodigious surgeon stitched together by paradox-operates the clandestine Mistveil Clinic under the cryptic guidance of her [Medical Module]. Between tending to gore-streaked mercenaries and cultists whispering to void-born deities, Fran undertakes 【Diagnostic Expeditions】 across the [Prime Reality] and its splintered anomalies. Each harrowing house call sharpens her unorthodox craft, funds her biomechanical obsessions, and drags her closer to the rot festering at the world's core. Her patients? A kaleidoscope of the extraordinary: heretical nuns wielding blessed artillery, philosophers with calcified lungs still spouting prophecies, and things that wear human skin poorly. Through their wounds, Fran unravels truths-about the city's pulsating heart, her own sutured past, and why the stars above Norlington blink in hexagonal patterns.

"Here’s your weekly pay." The woman behind the desk handed over a small pouch with one hand while crossing off an entry in her ledger with the other, legs casually crossed beneath the table. Without looking up, she waved dismissively. "File your taxes yourself… Next!" "Hold it!" Li Ang poured the contents of the pouch into his palm—eight large coins and one small, grimy disc totaling nine pieces. His eyes widened with outrage, fingers twitching as if ready to vault the desk and throttle her. "Unbelievable! Just this Tuesday I single-handedly repelled that eldritch abomination trying to devour our world!" His voice cracked with indignation. "And you vile bureaucrats dare dock the Savior’s wages?!"

Lucian Vale wasn’t meant to be important. He wasn’t meant to be anything. A walking corpse in a dying world, too bitter to live but too stubborn to die. His plan was simple—wander until fate finally put him out of his misery. Then the universe, in its endless spite, threw him into a collapsing Dimensional Portal. Now, trapped in the space between worlds, Lucian wakes up with an ability he never asked for—Dimensional Summoner. A power that doesn’t summon creatures to obey him, but opens the door for eldritch horrors to cross over at their own discretion. Beasts with too many eyes, voices that scratch at the inside of his skull, and entities that recognize him before he even speaks. Dragged into a war-torn world where evolved humans fight off inter-dimensional invaders, Lucian is a walking disaster waiting to happen. Everyone either wants to use him, kill him, or worship the monsters that seem oddly fond of him. Lucian doesn’t want power. He doesn’t want responsibility. He just wants a quick and efficient death. But with things lurking in the dark whispering his name, death might no longer be an option.

An unknown fog spreads all over the world. When the fog begins to appear scary monsters, unknown items, and chaotic songs, fear suddenly spreads to everyone like a virus. Now people realize...the world is divided by the fog...but At the same time, the fog can let you go to other worlds. Will you step into the fog to start your journey? I had no choice because the fog had already engulfed me. When I walked out of the fog, I found myself in a strange forest, full of bright flowers on the ground, many long black trees covering the light, and ruins of a mythical white mansion. This world has arcane elements, bizarre creatures, magical items, and even eldritch deities. I start my journey, maybe I can find the way back home, or live in this world.

Rowan Kuranes awoke in a new world inside the body of a dying prince. His new body contains terrifying secrets that he has to protect, for inside him lies the key to Eternity. He alone possesses the bloodline of The Ouroboros Serpents with authority over Time. He had Dominion over Sheol, and every soul would be his to keep. He lords over the Host of the Highest Heavens to the Abyssal Horde of the Deepest Hells. Rowan must learn to harness his new abilities and fight against his enemies who would stop at nothing to deprive him of his powers. Yet he must strive to keep a portion of his humanity alive, as he continuously evolves beyond godhood. A/N: There are horror elements, including Eldritch Horror from Lovecraft. A fan of blood-borne and abominable horrors that go bump in the night would love it. Epic action set pieces, and galaxy-wide battles, with an extremely overpowered MC who is a one-man army. https://discord.gg/UVvSCCMnCU Check out my discord. All future giveaways, fan art, and other fun stuff will be posted there. Thank you

Psychiatrist Dr. Erin Watson inherits cursed manuscripts from a self-immolated patient, unveiling the truth about an Antarctic expedition sacrificed to Elder Gods a century ago. As her Royal Deep One heritage awakens, eldritch glyphs on her right hand decipher whale carcass prophecies and reverse the Thames' flow. When Vatican relics reveal extraterrestrial DNA and Wall Street algorithms predict cosmic chaos, she discovers human civilization is merely incubation soil for ancient deities. As Manhattan streets reshape into Cthulhu's visage, Erin must choose: sacrifice millions of souls to build mental barriers against madness, or embrace the star-sea boiling in her blood—where the inhuman pupils swirling in her coffee's reflection are devouring her last shreds of humanity.

In a parallel reality, humanity thrives on Ether—a strange, potent energy harvested from the alien element Anonium. But progress has a price: the slow awakening of the Engine, an Eldritch machine lurking beyond comprehension, its intentions veiled in static and whispers. As its influence creeps into the world, society teeters on the edge of unraveling. Caught in this cosmic storm are two high school girls from Corwood, Tennessee. Rachel Harper, a fierce basketball captain, discovers she can bend time itself—each use warping her reflection with static and chipping away at her identity. Her best friend, Emily Voss, is plagued by visions of her own deaths across countless alternate lives, each fragment pushing her closer to despair. Together, they uncover cryptic ties between their powers and the Engine, though the purpose remains a haunting enigma. Enter Elijah Carter, a weathered P.I.A. agent with a rare gift: he sees echoes of the supernatural lingering in the air. Dispatched to investigate disturbances linked to Corwood’s new Ether reactor, Elijah finds himself outmatched by forces he can’t fully grasp. Meanwhile, the ruthless drug lord Dezerea Hernandez unleashes Gloom onto the streets—a substance that turns users into static-shrouded Hollows—hoping to expose a threat she believes endangers humanity. As Rachel’s connection to the Engine grows, its cold, mechanical logic threatens to consume her. Emily, sleepless and tormented by her visions, fights to defy a fate that feels inescapable. With the Engine’s awakening looming, the line between collapse and rebirth blurs. Can two teenage girls rewrite their destinies—or will they become footnotes in a story that breaks the very walls of reality? Warning: This meta cosmic horror tale weaves violence, psychological unease, heavy foreshadowing, red herrings, and fourth-wall fractures.

Author, God or Plaything? Zar had just finished writing the prologue of his magnum opus—The Nexus Verse—a boundless verse of multiverses, godlike beings, and an elite academy meant to shape the strongest entities in existence. Years of meticulous world-building, complex power systems, and lore so deep it could drown a god… and yet, it was all just fiction. Until it wasn’t. On the night of his 22nd birthday, reality itself fractured. In an instant, he was torn from his world—only to awaken within the Nexus Verse as one of its rulers. There was just one problem. He had only written the prologue. Everything beyond that? Scattered notes. Unfinished ideas. Incomplete power systems. The vast, living, breathing multiverse around him was full of gaps he never filled. The beings he once considered mere characters now had wills of their own, and some of them were already far beyond his control. To make matters worse, the Nexus Academy—his ultimate creation, the battleground where gods and devils alike trained to surpass reality—had just started its entrance exam. And somehow, he was now part of it. Armed with only a mysterious system, fragmented knowledge of his own lore, and the terrifying realization that he may have made this world far too overpowered, Zar has only one goal: Survive. Because in a world where destroying a multiverse is just a Tuesday challenge, where ancient beings lurk in the void waiting for a single mistake, and where the strongest warriors wield power beyond his comprehension... Being the author doesn’t mean he’s the one in control. After all, if this verse was created… what destroyed the others? *****For fans of: Overpowered protagonists, cosmic-level world-building, reality-defying battles, eldritch horrors, and gods who fear greater forces. Additional tags #Gods #Devil #Ancient beings #Creators #Monarchs #OverpoweredBeings ---------------------------- ALERT! The main story begins in Volume 2. Discord link - https://discord.gg/2sM5QrxBtS And you know someone was asking for Mass release (•↓•), So A new Rule. 100 Power stone= 1 extra chapter (4 left)

Novel terjemahan Judul asli: 无限游戏搞到真邪物了 Penulis: Eight-foot Crow / 八尺鸦 Pembaruan: 2023-03-21 05:05:56 Status: Selesai Sinopsis: Dunia sang Dewa Utama runtuh, menyebabkan para pelaksana misi terlempar ke berbagai dunia kecil. Sebagai alat plot, tubuh Huo Li menjadi wadah bagi salah satu pelaksana misi tersebut. Tanpa belenggu dari sang Dewa Utama dan sistem, Huo Li dengan tenang menyelesaikan perannya sebagai figuran dalam kisah CEO dingin yang jatuh cinta padanya. Namun, begitu cerita itu berakhir, dia tiba-tiba terjebak dalam permainan survival tanpa batas—[Nightmare Garden]. Di dunia ini, dia masih hanyalah sebuah pion dalam cerita, hanya saja perannya kali ini adalah "eye-candy" yang tidak berguna—dan ditakdirkan untuk mati dengan cara yang tragis. Namun, pada saat yang sama, sisa-sisa sistem Dewa Utama dalam dirinya tiba-tiba aktif kembali. Darah Elder God yang mengalir dalam tubuhnya pun ikut terbangun. Dengan darah Elder God di nadinya, dia memulai hidupnya di dunia permainan tanpa batas—tetap sebagai "eye-candy" yang tampaknya lemah dan tidak berdaya. Jemarinya menyentuh bibir, pupil emas vertikalnya menatap langsung ke arah kamera. "Ssst—anak baik harus tahu cara menyimpan rahasia." Layar siaran langsung mendadak terhenti sejenak, sebelum akhirnya dibanjiri ledakan komentar yang panik. 【Holy sh*t! Ini beneran eldritch being asli?!】

(unrelated cover) In a world of magic and eldritch horrors that threaten the survival of Mankind every other Tuesday, it's easy to become lost in the background-- to be what some might call a nobody. For decades, that was enough for most.. To not be seen nor heard. But that's no longer enough-- not for the newer generation. Individualism-- having and expressing your own identity rather than one created by those around you-- as a concept has flourished, becoming a double-edged sword. As on one hand it's paved the way for rates of depression and suicidal ideologies in adolescents to plummet, and on the other hand to cause more societal divides than ever. Is happiness and the well-being of others worth an inevitable clash and subsequent destruction of society?

The world has already been destroyed… It’s too late. The only hope left is to dive back in time and eliminate the source of the apocalypse before it begins. Is it dangerous? Absolutely. Is it a gamble? Without a doubt. Only few would dare to risk everything on a mission with no promise of success—or survival. But is it worth it? More than anything. In a post-apocalyptic world overrun by eldritch monstrosities, Inase, a self-trained monster slayer, and Hosen, a self-proclaimed scholar, are recruited by the Facility, a scientific institute holding humanity’s last hope. Their mission: travel back in time and eradicate the origins of the horrors before they consume reality. With Inase’s lethal combat skills and Hosen’s vast knowledge, the two must work together, navigating a past filled with unspeakable dangers. As they struggle to reverse their dying world, the fate of humanity hangs on a thin thread, and the cost of altering time becomes a hazard for the future. Will they succeed in rewriting history, or will they witness the final extinction of everything they vowed to protect? "Reverse the World" is an exciting sci-fi adventure that blends action, suspense, and cosmic horror in a high-stakes battle against the unknown.

Kenan Marlowe, a poverty-stricken, young man who reverences survival and good life amongst all things. But when he’s forced into the Dark Lands—a terrifying place teeming with monsters, hate-worthy Transcendents and death—survival becomes an impossible challenge. Kenan must choose between dying unceremoniously in the Sun city without a chance of survival or delving into the Dark lands where death is sure but a million chances of survival exists. Enduring trials that push him to his limits and awaken a hidden strength he never knew he had. Betraying and being betrayed, a world where one can either kill or get killed; now, it is up to Kenan to choose where to stand and whom to stand with.

What happens after you’ve witnessed all of existence end before your very eyes… by your own, alien maw? After playing a key role in the destruction of the universe, against his will, Lucifer wants nothing more than a slow, quiet life in a strange-new world where magic and technology coexist. Preferably in his human form. But peace is elusive when you're a freelancer forced to rely on ov?erpo?we??red? eldritch hacks just to make ends meet.

In the iridescent tapestry of Halmosian, where the firmament shimmers with nebulous luminescence and the very air hums with the arcane whispers of forgotten deities, destiny entwines two souls as disparate as dusk and dawn. One, Aleeman Hakiman, a youth of no esoteric endowment yet of indomitable spirit, bears the mantle of teen commander of the Abjannas—warriors of resolute hearts and steely conviction. The other, Wei Yang Hong, a scion prince of the venerable Weng dragon clan, once a paragon of masculine ferocity, now ensnared in the silken chains of a cruel metamorphosis. Cursed into beauteous villainy, he sheds his former self and emerges as Shi Zhao Mei, a vision of ethereal allure, her vengeance as intoxicating as perfumed venom. Bound by fate’s inexorable decree, their paths converge at the Miracheneous Academy, a citadel of erudition and eldritch mastery, where Aleeman seeks knowledge to bridge the chasm of his powerlessness, and Shi Zhao Mei weaves her own enigma, a rose adorned with unseen thorns. Yet, beyond the confines of mortal intrigue, an abyssal spectre stirs—shadow-born abominations slither forth from the chasm of another world, their tenebrous tendrils grasping at the fabric of existence itself. Like a blade bereft of an edge yet held by a masterful hand, Aleeman must carve his legend not through sorcery, but through tenacity, wit, and the unyielding resolve of a commander who leads without the shield of supernatural prowess. And Shi Zhao Mei, a paradox of beauty and brutality, finds herself entangled in the dance of salvation, her past and present warring within as she sways between vehemence and valour. Thus begins their odyssey—a struggle against oblivion, a symphony of peril and promise, a battle where steel meets sorcery, where fate’s quill inscribes their names upon the annals of Halmosian.

--- Eternal Dream: The Infinite Trial Eden D. Souldrake—E—wakes up in an infinite cycle of reincarnation, death, and brutal trials. With no fate, no limits, and an insatiable hunger to experience everything, he carves his own path through forgotten legends, eldritch horrors, and cosmic gods. Where others struggle, he thrives. Where others fear, he laughs. Where others seek escape, he embraces the madness. From wielding the weakest skills to surpassing divine authorities, from battling forgotten gods to rewriting reality itself—Eden will break every rule of existence. But as he ascends, something beyond the Dream begins to awaken. And when the final Trial arrives… will he be the dreamer, or the one being dreamed? ---

Belmor never expected that after closing his eyes to sleep, he would be summoned to another world. What’s worse, he was summoned as his in-game character. [Player Name: Belmor Negaron] [Race: Eldritch Undead] [Class: World Disaster (Max Level / SSS) | Evil Champion (Max Level / S)] [Level: 100] He glanced at his character panel, then at the elf girl and the princess—two girls who had summoned him. Two girls who, in doing so, had turned him into the enemy of a holy church—one of the most powerful forces in this world. There was no way back. So… what shoud he do now? and why everywhere he goes, is he worshiped as god and a hero-despite everything he has done and do? ----- -This web novel is inspired by anime such as Overlord, How Not To Summon A Demon Lord, and Skeleton in Another World. -The main character is powerful, but don’t expect him to have no rivals (unlike my other novel). -The cover image is not mine, and if the creator wants it removed, please let me know.

I claimed to be better than the MC. An Eldritch entity decided to put my claim to the test and reincarnated me into the world of the novel I read. But, I’m not alone. There are five other reincarnates? Wait, wait, wait! Why is the MC a regressor now? That wasn’t part of the script! ... Contact me (Discord): anvelope Discord Server: discord.gg/BR5kt99dhV

-WSA 2025 ENTRY- An anomaly was born, lying deeply tucked away in Priscilla's soul. One faithful night it was awake by an encounter with a grand witch who placed Priscilla on her journey to explore the eldritch unknown. But trouble peeked around every corner, the fangs of the Immortal Vaundr struck at Priscilla, threatening to destroy everything she built for herself. With the help of a secret coven and the grand witch Lucia, she embarks on a journey to explore the unknown and understand the power that had implanted itself inside her. But the coven’s agenda differed from her own, they wished to harness her power and reign with chaos across the globe.

‘I am an Eldritch Entity?’ Eryndor questioned himself when the seal to his powers broke. Eldritch Entities were one of the few beings who possessed both Telekinesis and Mind Reading abilities. He possessed both, and a few more. There were eight locked doors in his Golden Mind Palace. The same as the number of Outer Domains which invaded Earth after the emergence of Qi, Mana, Internal Energy, and Spiritual Energy. They brought with them the eight power systems - Cultivation, Magic, Martial Arts, Mentalist, Cyborg, Beast Taming, Demonic and Buddhist. Was eight doors a coincidence? Watch as Eryndor walks the pinnacle of Order - mastering all eight power systems, and conquers the path of Chaos - his anomalistic Eldritch abilities. ***** My inspiration for this work comes from the SCP universe, in which I added a bit of my creativity to make the power system and world building logical and consistent. The Synopsis, and First chapter go hand in hand. I urge you to read at least the first chapter before deciding. Last thing, this is NOT quick power leveling. It is more plot focused like LOTM and ORV (Not comparing myself to the greats, just letting y’all get the idea). One bonus chapter for every 30 golden tickets. Thanks for reading!

The world ended, but humanity refused to die. Trapped within colossal fortresses known as Bastions, the remnants of civilization cling to survival while the outside world—the Endless Hollow—devours all who enter. Dain Evernight was born in the lowest slums of Bastion Blackreach, where the weak are discarded and the strong serve as fodder for the powerful. Accused of a crime he didn’t commit, he is exiled into the Hollow, left to die amidst the monsters and nightmarish landscapes. But Dain refuses to accept death. Amidst the darkness, he awakens something impossible—a Hollow Spark that allows him to steal and assimilate the abilities of fallen creatures. However, this power comes at a terrible cost: with each ability taken, his mind and body inch closer to corruption. In a world where strength is everything, Dain must navigate ruthless factions, eldritch horrors, and ancient secrets buried deep within the Hollow. He isn’t the chosen one, nor does he have a destiny. But if the world wants him dead, he’ll claw his way up, one stolen power at a time. Even if it means becoming a monster himself.

Draven Craftlock was a serial killer who lived for the thrill of the hunt—until a freak accident and a bolt of divine lightning sent him straight to his death. But instead of eternal damnation, he wakes up in a bizarre new reality… as a single drop of blood. Turns out, God has a twisted sense of humor. Stripped of his physical form and bound by three divine rules that prevent him from mindlessly slaughtering his way to the top, Draven now has to find a way to survive in a world of magic, monsters, and gods who see him as nothing more than a mistake to be erased. But he’s not alone—Emma, an eldritch, reality-bending clown, has been assigned to “watch over him” (read: mock him relentlessly). With his instincts still sharp, his bloodthirsty nature barely contained, and his new reality stacked against him, Draven is ready to play the game. If he can’t kill outright, he’ll just have to get creative. After all, rules were made to be broken… right?

In a world where the Primordial Gods unleash chaos for their own amusement, mortals are granted Charisms—divine abilities—to fight against eldritch horrors emerging from dimensional rifts called Rends. These warriors, known as Eternals, serve as the gods’ chosen champions, battling for survival in a cruel, never-ending game. Tyros Celestorn was never meant to exist. Once a normal man named Aries, betrayed and murdered in his past life, he awakens in this apocalyptic world only to discover that he is different—the True Eternal, a being capable of wielding all twelve Charisms instead of just one. His very existence defies the will of the gods. Now, hunted by corrupted Eternals and watched by divine forces that want to see him destroyed, Tyros must navigate the chaos, uncover the truth behind his reincarnation, and seize control of his own destiny—before the gods rewrite the rules once again.

Have you ever wished to live your life in a different world? To forget everything in your life and escape into your own Fantasy Story? To not just have an Avatar that just appears and does things, but to act as an actual person within this world, with their own family, friends, background, and jobs? Fantasy Story Online, the latest VRMMORPG experience, promised an incredibly immersive virtual reality experience, giving any player the ability to create an entire background for their character. A new family, a new home, a new life, and a new story. With its unique approach to virtual reality, making it seem as if your character itself was truly reincarnated inside a fantasy world, the entire industry of videogames was sent into a storm. Enter Paul, a young man in his nineteens, just entering the second year of college and getting ready to dive into this fantastical game, eager to have a better year at college after working out and gaining some more self-confidence. The thing is, he has social anxiety, and he’s having a really hard time socializing. Until he met Chris, perhaps his first friend in college, a slightly bratty tomgirl that only wants to poke fun at his social awkwardness, but that is his only hope to learn how to socialize. And perhaps to learn what love is. When these two souls find themselves inside the Realm of Eternal Night, Obscuritas, as both a Crippled Vampire Prince and a Half-Incubus, they will have to work together to navigate their new second lives in this virtual fantasy world full of Evil Gods, Demons, and the invasions of Eldritch monstrosities every Saturday night. Yet Fantasy Story Online is a fair game, where it gives a Flaw, it also offers a Trait, and after learning that their characters have become the reincarnations of the Heavenly Demon and the Heavenly Emperor, who once battled inside the ancient Realm of Murim, things are bound to become crazy and break every conception of what this game even was about to the other Players. How will Paul deal with the harsh, ruthless politics of the Imperial Vampire Family? And how will Chris survive this harsh world as a being who must drain the life force of others to sustain himself? And will Paul ever survive Chris' shenanigans? Who knows? Maybe even the most unlikely pair will end up becoming the only hope for this war-thorn Realm!   Dive deep into this mix of Virtual Reality, Action, LitRPG x Cultivation Progression, Comedy, and Romance, which I’m sure will be fun as long as you read with an open mind. It has all the things you love about LitRPG, Virtual Reality, and also Romance and Comedy sprinkled into it to make it an absolutely unique experience, especially in the nowadays saturated LitRPG genre.urated LitRPG genre.

Orion’s fate was sealed in blood long before his first breath, his destiny woven into the unseen threads of a world teetering on the edge of oblivion. But it was his grandfather’s dying words that set his path in motion—whispering of an Ancient Organization swallowed by time, of a fragmented map etched with eldritch secrets, and of a duty that should have never been his to bear. Bound by the weight of a forgotten legacy, he steps into a world where shadows breathe, dark magic festers, and the slumbering gods watch with hollow, unblinking eyes. As he follows the map’s cursed trail, reality itself begins to unravel. The deeper he treads, the more he unearths—secrets buried not by man, but by the divine, locked away in fear of what they might awaken. Forgotten horrors stir beneath the veil of existence, their whispers clawing at his mind, twisting truth into nightmare. In a world where gods are neither merciful nor just, where their will is as cruel as it is absolute, Orion must tread carefully. For power is never given—it is taken, stolen from the dark. And in the end, all that remains is the price it demands.

Ezra Valt was a scholar, a man of reason who sought knowledge above all else. But the night he deciphered a forgotten manuscript—one never meant to be read—his life shattered. Hunted by the Church of the Veil and stalked by unseen horrors, he flees into the shadows of a world built on secrets. In his flight, he encounters Seraphine Vale, a woman without a past, whose very presence bends the fabric of reality. She knows too much, yet remembers too little. Together, they unravel cryptic prophecies, lost civilizations, and the truth behind the Veil—the barrier that separates humanity from the eldritch forces beyond. But knowledge has a price. Every answer brings Ezra closer to the whispers clawing at his mind. Every step forward pulls him further from his humanity. As the world teeters on the edge of revelation and ruin, he must decide: Will he chase the truth to its end? Or will he become just another forgotten name in history? In a world where reality is a lie, where gods are not worshiped but buried, and where love may be the only anchor against madness—what will he sacrifice to remember?