Vegeta Armor

Xu Feng transmigrated into the cultivation world with only one useless cheat. When he was born, the Golden Armored Spirit Turtle had just hatched, and according to the family tradition, it was bestowed upon him as his companion spiritual beast. Thinking that the Golden Armored Spirit Turtle had an extraordinary bloodline, he believed it would become a great companion in the future. However, to his surprise, it took twenty years for it to reach the Qi-Refining stage. So Xu Feng gave up all his expectations. He decided to keep nurturing it. If he failed, he could just pass it on to future generations. Unexpectedly... A colossal golden turtle, as vast as the entire world, lay across the shattered land. Looking at the devastated world, Xu Feng harshly tapped the head of the golden turtle. "Try to be more gentle next time!"

Raiyan died broken. Forgotten. Now, he wakes in Myria — a brutal world ruled by monsters and the System. No class. No allies. Just a rare Trait, [Soul Memory], and a single goal: Survive. As threats close in and secrets stir beneath the surface, Raiyan must claw his way from the bottom. No prophecies. No plot armor. Just instinct, pain... and the will to never die helpless again.

When a Filipino Brings a Gundam to a Sword Fight > "Oh great, another summoner. Just what we need—more useless adventurers." > > *Famous last words from Sir Knight-Who-Got-His-Butt-Kicked* Look, getting isekai'd is already weird enough, but being a Filipino summoner in a fantasy world? That's like bringing *balut* to a fancy French dinner party – completely unexpected and guaranteed to raise some eyebrows. Picture this: There I was, contemplating whether to have *sisig* or *adobo* for dinner, when suddenly – **POOF!** – I got yeet'd into Medieval Times™ faster than my mom could throw her legendary tsinelas. And what did the universe decide to gift me with? The supposedly "weakest" class: *a summoner*. But here's where it gets *interesting*. These fantasy folks thought I'd be pulling rabbits out of hats or summoning cute forest creatures. **Boy, were they in for a surprise!** Because while they were expecting wooden sticks and basic swords, I was busy figuring out if I could summon: * My mom's battle-tested tsinelas (with +20 critical hit, mind you) * A fully-loaded M16 *Armor you say? " How about a mask raider suit! Or iron man armor!(credit to marvel ) * And oh yeah, *casual flex*, **AN ENTIRE FREAKING GUNDAM** Let me tell you something funny about being the "weak" summoner – when you can call forth weapons that would make Michael Bay weep tears of explosive joy, suddenly nobody's laughing at your class choice anymore. Welcome to my story of how a Pinoy turned the weak summoner class from zero to hero, one ridiculous weapon at a time. yeah that's me your accidental hero! #connected universe!

BURNED AS A TRAITOR. REBORN FOR REVENGE. I was the perfect noble wife... obedient, smiling, silent. Then my husband lit the pyre. My cousin wept before the crowd as flames devoured my silk gown. No one knew I carried Alaric's heir in my womb. That secret burned with me... until I opened my eyes months before it happened. I REMEMBER EVERYTHING. The betrayal. The lies. The child they stole from my future. They thought death would silence me. Instead, it freed me. Now I wear silk like armor and wield my smile like a blade. Every curtsy hides a dagger. Every laugh cuts deeper than screams. I'm dismantling their world one calculated move at a time... and they'll never see it coming. ENTER DUKE CAELAN VORENTHAL: THE WOLF OF THE NORTH. My husband's most dangerous rival. He watches me like he knows I didn't die in those flames. Like he's not afraid to dance with a woman made of fire and fury. He should be my enemy. But he's the only one who sees the storm brewing behind my courtly mask. The only one who doesn't flinch when I bare my teeth. THEY THINK I'M STILL THE GIRL THEY BURNED. THEY'RE ABOUT TO LEARN HOW WRONG THEY ARE. WHAT TO EXPECT: Reborn Noblewoman's Revenge (Second Chance/Time Loop) Political Intrigue & Hidden Bloodline Secrets Morally Grey Duke (Enemy to Obsession Romance) Court Schemes, Face-Slapping & Noble Destruction No Mercy. No Forgiveness. No Plot Armor. Updates: Daily A phoenix doesn't rise from ashes to forgive. It rises to burn everything down.

"Prophecies are meant to be fulfilled. This one was meant to be erased." At the end of Kali Yuga, the world waits for Kalki—the divine avatar fated to end the age of darkness. But fate has fractured. A new force walks the earth. Not born of prophecy. Not blessed by gods. An anomaly—unrecorded, unpredicted, unstoppable. He wears silence like armor. His past, a ghost. His strength, immeasurable. And wherever he walks, the lines of destiny begin to tremble. Some whisper he’s a myth reborn. Others fear he’s a warning written too late. But all will soon understand: He was never meant to exist… and yet, he is here. And he brings with him only one vow: “I Shall Write My Own Destiny!.”

What if your life was only part of a written story? For sleeping gods? The universe restarts from time to time... but this time something went wrong. An enemy hidden between lines pulls the strings, corrupts births, manipulates gods and destroys from within. While heroes of the past fall, others resurface in new lives. While some want to save the world, others want to understand why it exists. And in the middle of everything... A war between narratives, concepts and free will explodes in every sphere, in every corner of the universe. * Divine armor, powers that erase existence, cosmic betrayals, and reincarnations that are repeated as if they were eternal punishments. # This is not just a story. It's the fight of a whole Universe for not being written again.

"We will see Naradiaz as he struggles with the consequences of the revolution, while the meta-humans wage the final war. At the same time, he will have to discover who he truly is as he tries to stop the war. (This takes place after this is not life .)"What if your life was only part of a written story? For sleeping gods? The universe restarts from time to time... but this time something went wrong. An enemy hidden between lines pulls the strings, corrupts births, manipulates gods and destroys from within. While heroes of the past fall, others resurface in new lives. While some want to save the world, others want to understand why it exists. And in the middle of everything... A war between narratives, concepts and free will explodes in every sphere, in every corner of the universe. * Divine armor, powers that erase existence, cosmic betrayals, and reincarnations that are repeated as if they were eternal punishments. # This is not just a story. It's the fight of a whole Universe for not being written again.

They called him useless. A failure. E-Rank trash. But when Han Trystan awakens the Skill [Book Formation], everything changes. Everyone thinks it’s a joke—until Han learns the truth: He can create anything. Weapons. Artifacts. Armors. Barriers. Even Skills. The system labeled him weak. He was never meant to follow their rules. He was born to break them. _ _ _ _ _ _ Unlock Bonus Chapters! You can earn bonus chapters through the following support: 100 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapter 30 Comments = 1 Bonus Chapter 2 Reviews = 1 Bonus Chapter All bonus and extra chapters will be tallied and released every Monday morning. Thank you for giving my novel a chance—I promise you won’t regret the journey

In a kingdom fraying at the edges of war, the court jester wears her painted smile like armor. Beneath her laughter lies a dangerous secret—one that blooms in the shadow of silk and steel: a forbidden love for the princess she was meant to distract, not desire. Bound by duty, torn by longing, the two women are drawn into a tangled waltz of whispers, betrayal, and aching touch. As kingdoms bleed and crowns tremble, what begins as a game of glances threatens to unravel everything—honor, loyalty, and the very fabric of their lives. In a world where love is a sin and secrets carry swords, some hearts are destined to break… and some to burn.

You’ve heard of the knight in shining armor. But who’s the one maintaining that shine? You’ve heard of the elf archer’s deadly precision. But who’s the one replenishing the quiver? You’ve heard of the rogue’s stealth. But who’s the one keeping the daggers sharp? Everyone’s heard of the legendary Talos Party and their countless successful quests—but no one ever mentions the one holding everything together. That would be me: Velara, the Support Healer.

In a future where Earth was partially destroyed by an invasion of interdimensional creatures known as Behemoths, the surviving humanity built mega-cities protected by energy walls. To confront these threats, a militarized law enforcement organization called F.R.A.G. (Force Recon Against Giants) was founded, a fighting force equipped with biochemical weapons, enhanced armor, and special implants that grant each agent a Mastery Technique, based on an energy source called the "Anima Core."

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.

The Skytear Prophecy He fell from the heavens, broken and bandaged… yet marked by fate. When a nameless orphan dies in the modern world, fate tears open the veil of reality and throws him into a realm of soul-bound warriors, mana-scarred battlefields, and kingdoms still bleeding from a demonic war. Chosen by an ancient prophecy, the boy awakens in the arms of a lonely Empress—believed to be a divine child, marked by a glowing symbol and golden blood. But he is no savior. Not yet. In a world where power is measured by the number of mana circles around one’s heart, he begins with only one… yet that single circle radiates strength equal to four. Hated by nobles. Loved by the broken. He must rise—master his Soul Armor, survive the trials of the Celestial Academy, and stand when divine armies fall. Because when the demons return… Only the Skytear can stop the end.

In a fractured city where hunters wear armor stitched with magic and fight ruins, Yue runs an elite boutique for monsters and mercenaries alike. Her world is built on control until Ivonne returns. A towering, battle-scarred warrior from her past, masked. Demanding nothing but Yue’s craft and silence..But why is Ivonne suddenly acting all strange? And how does she have a thread laced with her power, but she didn't create it yet?

In a world torn by war and magic, only the strongest guilds survive. The Crimson Fangs are one of them an elite group of wizard knights bound by power, trauma, and secrets. Kael, the water knight warrior, seeks revenge for a past soaked in blood. Mira, cloaked in silence, commands water with eerie precision. Garrik, Lyra, and Raze—the earth-bound knights—carry burdens heavier than their armor. But when a forgotten enemy resurfaces and a rift tears open the sky, the guild faces an ancient power that could erase the world. Betrayals will rise. Friendships will shatter. And one of them… will fall into darkness. Can they survive the storm, or will the fire that binds them burn them all?

"Gosh, you and your Divine-Level items, you are so cocky, yet you are still garbage amongst other garbage compared to me." I said, looking at my agonizing enemy. "Yo- You just got lucky!" He screamed. "AHAHAHAH," I finally had gone insane after all these years. "LUCKY? FUCKING LUCKY?! DID YOU EVEN LOOK AT WHAT ITEMS YOU HAD? THOR'S HAMMER, HERMES'S BOOTS, THE SWORD OF ARTEMIS, AND THE ARMOR FORGED BY HEPHAISTOS! WHILE I HA- No, you know what, forget it, you're better off dead." "UnLuck", VR Novel, Author: ZeroKip.

Di dunia paralel bernama Yomi no Kuni, sebuah negeri terpecah antara cahaya dan kegelapan. Di bawah sinar bulan merah yang abadi, berdiri kastil megah tempat tinggal seorang penguasa kegelapan: Kaisar Vardzel, sang vampire abadi. Ia duduk di takhta obsidian, mengenakan armor kulit hitam berduri dengan sorotan mata merah menyala yang bisa menembus jiwa siapa pun. Kejahatannya telah mengubah musim menjadi dingin abadi dan membangkitkan pasukan undead untuk menaklukkan dunia. Namun legenda kuno meramalkan bahwa dari dunia lain, seorang Hero akan dipanggil oleh roh-roh suci untuk melawan kegelapan ini.

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?"

> Genre: Fantasy, Comedy, Yuri (slow-burn) I was just trying to finish a good book... not get reincarnated into it. After binge-reading a twenty-four-volume fantasy epic without sleep, I died and woke up as Celia Averna—a spoiled noble girl and third-rate villainess who gets kicked out of the story before the real plot begins. She was meant to be a footnote. A joke. But this Celia has one advantage: she’s read the entire novel. Now armed with meta knowledge, sarcasm, and no plot armor whatsoever, I’m rewriting fate one step at a time. Surviving a magical academy, avoiding doom flags, and possibly—accidentally—stealing the heroine’s spotlight? Bring it on. After all, who says a background villainess can’t be the main character?

Eldrath was once a continent of kingdoms and gods. Now, it is a graveyard. Centuries ago, the Hollow War shattered the world. It tore through empires, burned cities into ash, and left the skies haunted. Magic bled dry, the old bloodlines were broken, and twisted beasts now roam the wilds. Only scattered remnants of the old world remain—ruins, cursed blades, and hollow-eyed survivors clinging to their scars. In this world of wind and ghosts, a lone knight awakens—encased in black, crooked armor and with no name, no past, and no identity. He is soon found by a prophetess and her young ward—two wanderers burdened by visions of a dying future. She recruits him in order to reclaim the order back into Eldrath.He alone may hold the key to Eldrath’s blessing or...reckoning. The unknown man's journey across a horrifying and terribly beautiful world of Eldrath begins.

The world bows to Eleven God-Emperors until tonight. The last rebellion begins with a whisper... and ends with the sky screaming. They were never meant to win. The throne was never meant to break. That thing watching from the eclipse? It's been waiting for them. Hayuni dances through bloodshed in silks that slit throats, her fox-spirit whispering secrets no mortal should know. Payune marches in armor fused to her flesh, the last daughter of dragons carrying a sword that eats gods.

For thirty-year-old gamer Chris Day, the apocalypse isn’t zombies or aliens—it’s a dead internet connection. When a storm knocks out his internet, Chris finds a strange, armored cable in his yard and attempts to “hack” the junction box. He thinks he’s just rerouting a signal. He’s wrong. He accidentally hotwires the primary trunk line for Reality, which, to prevent a catastrophic failure, offloads its core processes and control interface directly to him. Now Chris has an System account for the universe, and the universe is about to get a very strange patch.

Velastra, the crown princess of Irithiel reborn through a deadly pact, wears cruelty like armor. Her prisoner, Cael — the dethroned prince of a fallen kingdom — endures her every punishment in silence. He is her obsession. Her possession. And perhaps, the only soul she cannot afford to lose. As lust twists into something more dangerous, their bond becomes a blade-edge dance of power, devotion and desire. When war, power and betrayal threaten to shatter what’s left of them, one truth remains: In a world built on ruin, her love is the most dangerous weapon of all.

Once there was a scientist named Doctor Ikeberg who believed humans were a waste of life on Earth. He created humanoids to take care of the planet, but one malfunctioned and began destroying nature. Doctor Ikeberg tried to shut it down, but he died of a heart attack, realizing his mistake. After five years, half of the population had decayed, and 70% of civilization had died. However, one man built his own armor and gadgets from a knocked-out humanoid and started saving lives. More people joined in, building their own technology to help save Earth. The leader of the humanoids, IraIkari, built an army to conquer humanity. But generation after generation, humans became heroes, fighting against the humanoids to save themselves and other life on Earth. They honored the man who started the movement, Crimson Jet, who saved millions. Now, his daughter must finish his plan to end the humanoids and stop the battle.

In the dead of winter, beneath a bleak sky, a lone child flees through a vast, snow-covered forest, chased by men whose swords gleam with deadly intent. His breath is ragged, his steps faltering, but he doesn’t dare slow down. With every crunch of snow beneath armored boots drawing closer, the child knows he’s running out of time. When a single misstep sends him tumbling to the frozen ground, all seems lost. His pursuers close in, their blades raised, ready to strike. But something stirs in the shadows of the forest, something ancient, something watching. The chase may have ended, but the story is just beginning.

In a world where dungeons and monsters invade through portals, hunters rise to fight back with swords, spells, and brute strength. But Jin Tae-Hyun, an F-class failure, is killed by a mutated monster—and awakens ten years in the past with an SSS-class skill hidden behind an F-rank label: **\[The Maker] — A skill that lets him craft weapons, armor, and accessories of any rarity.** From Common to Mythical. From basic swords to sentient, elemental blades. Jin chooses to hide his true power, forge his own path, and rise from the shadows. With each battle, he improves his gear, copies fighting styles, and builds a team of loyal allies. But when a hidden realm tied to ancient crafting appears, Jin’s journey begins to reshape the very world. The blacksmith of tomorrow isn't just a support role— **He's the one who builds legends.**

Power is a heavy crown, and Titania—the superhuman Iron Queen of St. Petersburg—wears it with grace and fury. But the girl behind the mask? She's a neurotic mess having the worst week of her life. Roxanna Paraveesh Shapiro thought she could handle it. Moving to college. Losing the only friends she had. Balancing duty with the small hope of something resembling a normal life. Then Dianna Rodgers happened—chaotic, magnetic, utterly infuriating. A punk-rock wildcard with no powers, no fear, and no clue what she’s about to fall into. Faith, love, power, and pain collide in a world where miracles wear body armor, and salvation may come on high, but is delivered by the girl who refuses to let go. When the world expects a weapon, what happens when you give them a heart instead?

She didn’t believe in love — until silence began to speak louder than words. A slow-burn office romance following Anaya, an emotionally distant yet brilliant woman, whose life takes a turn when a new colleague silently begins to crack the armor she’s worn for years. In a world where hearts lie easily, can theirs remain honest?

She thought she was healed. Strong. Self-aware. But somewhere between romantic exits and curated resilience, she realizes—she’s been performing a version of herself she thought was lovable. Unlabeled Red Flag follows the quiet undoing of a woman who’s been praised for her clarity but punished for her need. Through a series of intense relationships—each one revealing a different mirror—she confronts not only the men who couldn’t stay, but also the parts of herself she kept hidden. From trauma-informed conversations to wordless goodbyes in foreign cities, she begins to ask the questions she spent years avoiding: Who am I without the armor? And what does it mean to love without needing to be impressive? Told in lyrical, emotionally charged prose, this novel is both a love story and a self-reckoning. A reminder that not all red flags are loud—and sometimes, the hardest person to face is the one in the mirror.

Karna a devine constellation boy born with devine armor and no one in the world and no weapon can break it . He born beacuse of divine mantra of a teenage girl. She has curiosity to test mantra and leave him in river kepping him in a basket because she feared about the talks of public about her and her kingdom.Boy who were alone now adopted by a man works in Horses stable he took him and rised him. He wants to prove himself in the world of nonequality.He is the Man of word. In that process to prove him and his abilities and want to get same equality with others he has to fight with his own brothers who born by other devine constallations and who having support of Most powerful Devine God name Krishna . This is the story of real incidents and mix of fantasy,mythical,mythological,brotherhood,friendship,Dharma(Justice).