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The bustling army registration office was teeming with young men, all eager to prove their worth. Among them were Sung Dubland and Sean Allen, lifelong friends and adventurers at heart. They stood shoulder to shoulder, their eyes scanning the room for any potential danger. They were in a world far from home, a realm filled with magic and unknown dangers, and their only way to survive was to become stronger.

A light flashed, his ears went deaf, his mind blank, and everything was gone, everything he had worked for, simply ripped apart, his family, his life, his sister, all destroyed, never to be recovered. Yet, he doesn't even know who did it, he has no idea. Still, he loses even his very own race, his species, his wings, he loses his mind, he fractures many times over, and he is trapped. Cades Kirgun does not know who did it, he does not know how they did it, and he does not care, he hates all that live, all that are okay, whether he acknowledges it himself or not, he does not care about anyone else, not anymore, or at least he won't very soon. The great explorer, the silver kurakkan, the crusader king, the old man, the child of being, the greater pillars, legends unknown, stories to be told or forgotten, whatever might benefit. Yet, throughout this story many truths became obvious to Cades who had lost everything, the first, no being is born equal to another, the second, better to sharpen the blade instead of fighting with a dull one. Follow the journey unrestrained by morals, by sanity, follow the mind of someone who can't begin to follow their own traces anymore, follow the minds of a being fractured beyond recognition, follow the dead boy as he reclaims a twisted live he never wished for.

Kenji Tanaka is the new transfer student at Seiryu High, a school ruled by fists and fear. With his average looks and quiet demeanor, everyone dismisses him as another sheep for the slaughter. They see a loser. A nobody. A twig that will snap under the iron boot of the school's hierarchy. They are wrong. Raised in brutal, solitary isolation in the mountains by a mysterious grandfather, Kenji's 'training' was a hellish regimen of survival. He doesn't understand society, girls, or why people flinch when he cracks his knuckles. He also doesn't understand that his 'normal' strength is enough to shatter bone, his 'basic' endurance can outlast a beast, and his very presence carries an aura that makes apex predators tremble. He believes he is weak, a novice who has barely scratched the surface of his grandfather's teachings. But when the wolves of Seiryu High come for the innocent girl in the desk next to him, they don't awaken a sheep. They awaken a monster. A god of combat. A King. This is not a story of a hero. This is the story of a Thug, his rise to absolute power, and the loyal followers and adoring women who are drawn to his terrifying, untamed might. In a world of delinquents, gangsters, and underground fighters, there is only one rule: Don't mess with the quiet kid. Because this King's fists don't know mercy.

Thousands of races coexist, where the sword and Magic shine together, the Human Race, Sea Race, Elves, Dwarfs, Orcs ... all rush to unfold the light of civilization, composing their epic tragedies! (A Lord's Farming Tale)

WSA 2025 ENTRY Like his father, Kael Voss was abandoned and forgotten, the last son of Hades. The cursed son of the Underworld. Before dying, Hades passed on his crown to Kael. story about a guy who is tring to protect he beloved.

A young man sets out to build the strongest guild in existence, crimson blade held close to hip. Scars littered his body, each one telling its own story as he walked forward alone, rejecting companionship, desiring only strength. Weighed down by his past and unable to move on, this is the story of how a single man led a wave that toppled the very world. //A chapter a day guaranteed. 3k+ words each. I'll try to avoid info dumps, but it's a BIG world so it's hard to avoid since there's a LOT to unpack. For extra content, including art pieces and official character designs, Manga panels, and more, got to my Patre0n. In the midst of creating a physical Manga. Patre0n.com/ShadowDrev Discord: https://discord.com/invite/kBR243rUB2

"In my old world, I was a nobody. Forgotten. Aimless. Dying of boredom." Then I woke up in a cursed body—crippled, frail, and unable to wield mana. In a world where power decides your worth, I was destined to die. Until I awakened two systems. One was this world’s own: levels, stats, evolution. The other... was alien. Unknowable. A god-forging engine called the Genesis Forge— letting me create sentient, legendary clones. Each one designed from scratch with talents, bloodlines, and mythic classes. I can’t fight. But I can send monsters, swordsmen, devils, and saints to fight for me. The world worships my creations. Fears them. The Wandering Swordsman. The Devil of Seven Sins. The Saint of Blades. All of them… are me. I am not the hero. I am not the villain. I am the Architect. And this world... is my forge. ———— Genres: Fantasy, System, Clone Creation, Philosophical Undertones From Chapter 8 onward, the story becomes heavily philosophical and multi-layered.

The king is dead. The capital burns. And the last heir to the throne is running for her life. In the forests of one of the five great states, a boy raised in solitude lives unaware of the world… until an arrow and a scream change his fate. He knows nothing of castles or bloodlines, but when he sees a girl chased by bandits, instinct forces him to act. Unwittingly, he becomes the guardian of a secret that could alter the future of Argenmaris. And with it… an enemy to all who seek power. A tale of war, survival, and loyalty. When the king falls... the true battle begins.

Ko-fi for voluntary support: https://ko-fi.com/xmafian In the year of 632, a young Emperor was crowned at an age of eight. He was crowned with a crown of a dying Empire, plagued by enemies, internal strife and plague. This was the Sassanid Empire, and he was Yazdegerd III, the last Sassanid Emperor. He was meant to guide the Empire out of these dark times and he was meant to revive the fallen giant. But it was not to be. After continuous defeats of the Sassanids, the Empire eventually succumbed to the pressure, both external and internal. But what if? Table of Contents: This story contains numerous points of view - you will be told the story and its parts through the eyes of more than one person. There will be romance - at least I hope so. I am not sure how I'll develop the relationship between the main couple, but I plan to have a bit of romance there. This story isn't Self-Insert. There will be many characters, some more important than others. Although this is a fiction, most of the characters and events occuring are real and this book works with historical events. And last but not least, you may find this book offensive. After all, it rewrites history completely. And if you do, just don't read it. Enjoy!

X had been living alone since his parents died when he was ten years old. Five years later, X heard of a place called the "Cave of Life", where there was an elixir that could restore life. He immediately went there, but something weakened X's body. Four years later, on New Year's Eve, a phenomenon occurred that changed X's life and gave him new hope of bringing his mother and father back to life.

Dunia ini dibangun di atas cerita—yang diwariskan, ditakuti, dilupakan. Tapi ada satu kisah yang tak pernah ditulis. Satu nama yang tak pernah diucapkan. Di kota yang selalu tampak sama namun terasa berbeda tiap malamnya, rumor-rumor kecil mulai tumbuh liar. Tentang tempat yang tidak ada di peta. Tentang makhluk yang tidak pernah muncul, namun meninggalkan bekas. Tentang seseorang yang bisa kau lihat hanya jika kau percaya. Tidak ada yang tahu dari mana semuanya bermula. Tidak ada yang tahu siapa dia. Hanya ada satu kesamaan dalam setiap cerita: buku tua yang tak bisa dibuka kecuali oleh tangan yang bersedia kehilangan bentuknya. Dan mata—mata yang menatap dari tempat yang seharusnya tidak bisa melihat. Seiring semakin banyak orang membisikkan legenda yang sama, realitas mulai berubah. Sebuah organisasi, terbentuk untuk meneliti anomali ini, mencoba mengungkap kebenaran di balik lonjakan kejadian supranatural. Namun, semakin dalam mereka menggali, semakin mereka kehilangan arah. Karena cerita ini tidak memiliki awal. Dan tidak ada akhir yang bisa dipahami. Sang pencipta kisah itu masih berjalan di antara mereka. Tidak untuk mengungkapkan kebenaran. Tapi untuk menulis ulang dunia dengan tangannya sendiri. Dan ia tak butuh pengikut. Ia hanya butuh kau… untuk percaya.

He married the richest woman in the country. But only on paper. When Kai Nakamura wakes up with memories from a past life of poverty and struggle, he finds himself in a luxurious mansion—married to the country’s most powerful CEO, Shion Mizuhara. Their marriage? A business arrangement. Her rules? No emotions. Keep appearances. ¥1 million a month to be the perfect background husband. But Kai starts to remember fragments of his former self: A boy who worked two jobs, studied by streetlight, and swore he’d build something bigger. Something real. And maybe—just maybe—this cold-hearted marriage is the key. --- “Don’t confuse a ring for affection.” “You’re my husband, not my equal.” – Shion Mizuhara “I’m not here to love you.” “I’m here to become someone you’ll regret underestimating.” – Kai Nakamura --- As Kai rises through university, business clubs, and elite networks, Shion starts to see something she never expected— A man who isn’t just surviving her world... He’s mastering it. Slow-burn romance. Enemies-to-partners. Hidden ambition. A cold marriage with a slow flame. What happens when the disposable husband stops being disposable?

Aren was reincarnated into a world overflowing with mana — where magic is everything, but understanding is shallow. While the people of this world rely solely on mana to cast spells, Aren sees the gaps in their knowledge. To him, magic isn't just power — it's a system that can be rebuilt. Drawing from forgotten forces like quantum energy, resonance, and dimensional flow, Aren begins crafting an entirely new form of magic — one born not from tradition, but from logic and invention.

Is there death? Maybe, but it’s not about avoiding it. The purpose is to find out what death truly is

He was born in silence. Raised in shadows. And now… they expect him to kneel. Kaelen never asked to be dragged into the kingdom’s blood-soaked palace. Born of a forbidden lineage, he spent his life far from the golden halls of nobles—until the death of a king changes everything. Summoned by a court that doesn’t recognize him, and hunted by siblings who want him dead, Kaelen finds himself surrounded by liars, killers, and crowns too heavy to wear. But he isn’t here to claim a throne. He’s here to survive it. In a world where power is inherited and names are everything, one nameless boy will become the most dangerous piece on the board. The court made a mistake. They should have killed him before he learned how to play.

My name is Shay. Just Shay. Every morning at five, I kick off my day like anyone else—cereal, eggs, or toast. Then comes the routine brushing session where I make it a point to avoid eye contact with the damn bogey in the mirror. Typical, right? I’ve got a roommate—a werewolf. We’re best friends and classmates, tackling school like it’s any normal day. After classes, I head to my job as a bartender at a nearby pub. It’s a cozy spot, where apart from your regular humans, other creatures also get together for a drink. Yep, vampires and shapeshifters have their pint nights too. Aside from these quirks, my life was relatively normal — until everything turned upside down. The peacefulness of the night seems to be over, the Fifth King is preparing for war — perhaps for world domination —, and common sense has evaporated somewhere along the way. Life was pretty standard, aside from the supernatural quirks, until it wasn’t. The peace of the night shattered, the Fifth King is gearing up for war—or maybe world domination—and somewhere along the way, logic took a vacation. Now, here I am, smack in the middle of this glorious mess, trying to figure out how I went from a normal guy to being tangled in what feels like the prelude to a world-ending saga.

Kieran was nothing. A gutter orphan in the lowest ring of Draewyn—a decaying city where ancient magic is currency, and the powerful hoard relics like gods. In a world ruled by elite Arcanists and tyrant Houses, he had no future… until a failed relic activation tore open reality and gave him one. Now he hears whispers. The Nameless System doesn’t show stats. It doesn’t grant quests. It simply rewrites the world—and Kieran with it. Sometimes it grants him power. Sometimes it takes things away: memories, time, even parts of himself. The worst part? It never tells him why. Hunted by relic hunters, manipulated by arcane factions, and stalked by other system users corrupted by madness, Kieran must master his unpredictable gift—or be consumed by it. Every choice he makes reshapes the rules of existence, but the more power he gains, the more he wonders: Is the system helping him rise? Or is it preparing him for something far worse? In a city built on lies and ruin, where magic has teeth and the gods have long since vanished, Kieran’s only hope is to rise from the rot—and remake the world before it remakes him.

In a world where games have turned into reality, Valdris Altair Mournveil—once the unkillable final boss of a near-endless dungeon—finds himself stripped of his greatest asset: invincibility. Known as the fearsome ruler of the Veil of Eternity, Netharis, Valdris was once the terror at the top of the 9,999th floor, a being that no player or creature could defeat. But now, in this new reality, Valdris grapples with a terrifying truth—he can die. As those who once feared him still cower at his legendary reputation, he silently wrestles with crippling self-doubt, battling internal screams and the creeping anxiety of being exposed as vulnerable. Despite the change, he maintains his composed and powerful façade, attempting to live up to the persona of a figure who still inspires fear and awe. While most people still avoid him due to his infamous reputation, some people remain oblivious to his legend, knowing only of his domain and dungeon. Valdris must navigate this new world, managing his Vassals and his crumbling confidence, while others perceive him as the unkillable force he once was. A story of power, pride, and silent internal chaos, Valdris explores what happens when a king falls from grace and must hide his fears behind the mask of a former god. TLDR: Valdris is like an average politician—once powerful, but now clinging to a crumbling foundation he’s desperately trying to hold together.

Megumi, 17 ans, déteste deux choses : les romans à l’eau de rose de sa sœur jumelle Lilie, et les zombies. Quand il se retrouve piégé dans une apocalypse zombie après avoir insulté le héros d’un livre maudit, le système de réincarnation lui offre une chance ironique : devenir le Roi Zombie du monde fantasy qu’il méprise. Maintenant, il doit survivre dans une histoire dont il connaît les clichés… mais dont il ignore qu’il en est l’ANTAGONISTE."

In the empire of Vaelith, names are power. To be named in the royal Archive is to exist. To be erased… is to be unmade. Five years ago, the bastard prince Eryndor was the Crown’s hidden weapon — a child of royal blood trained to manipulate the Archive’s forbidden name-magic. But his own brother betrayed him, struck his name from the Archive, and vanished him from the world without war, without blood… without even a grave. Now, he returns. Not as a prince. Not even as a man. But as a ghost no one can remember — and no spell can touch. Silently disguised as a royal servant, the Nameless Prince infiltrates the palace where his killers now sit on thrones. He cannot use magic directly, but he can rewrite memories, erase truth, and steal identities from the inside out. One forgotten lie at a time, he begins to unravel the kingdom’s past — and the Archive that erased him starts to whisper back. But the throne remembers. And if it finds him again… It will erase him for real.

Mei Lin thought her life ended the night her boyfriend and best friend drugged her and handed her to an old man. Pregnant, broken, and betrayed, she believed she had given birth to a stranger's child. But fate had other plans. The truth? Her son belongs to the Hotel King—a powerful, enigmatic man who owns half the city. And he’s not about to let them go.

Seventeen-year-old Yuto Masashi lives in the shadows—haunted by a loveless home, ignored at school, and crushed by silence. Everything changes when he saves Suzume Ruqa, a radiant senior girl, and suddenly, he's visible. With her attention and the unwavering friendship of Takeru Ryota—a sunny, confident soccer star ,the exact opposite of Yuto and Yuma Koki— a quiet and calm kid and a fellow victim who shares Yuto pain, Yuto tastes belonging for the first time. But the spotlight is blinding. As praise replaces sincerity, Yuto begins to lose the very people who pulled him from the dark. Ruqa needs help, Ryota and Koki grows distant, and Yuto—desperate to stay seen—can't see them slipping away. A quiet, tragic coming-of-age about identity, the seduction of validation, and the cost of forgetting who you are to be loved by those who never truly looked.