Amazing Digital Circus Ending

John has been reading [The Legend of Divine Twig] for years, but at the end, the author rushes through it, leaving him with a bad taste in his mouth. He furiously contacts the author, stating he could have done better. To his surprise, the Author replied to him with one word Bet John has been plucked from his room into the world of the divine and wretches. He enjoys reading the novel but he wouldn't want to be in it. The world is full of hotel knights, priest, mysticism and worst of all eldritch horror.

One day, Lee Tae-ok, a modern-day Alpha male was reborn as the delinquent character ‘Baek Taeyang’ from a novel… And at that moment, a shining status window appears before his eyes! “Fuck the female character, if you wish to live.”

R18+

A young high-schooler and lover of martial arts finds himself able to see souls, ghouls and other fantasy-like beings.

This story is about Xen's journey all over the Existence

Seo-jun was an average college student until one day an accident took his life away. He suddenly found himself waking up in the body of Adrian Mallorne, a minor antagonist side character in a novel he read once before. Excerpt: "So, the Crown Prince is an Aura User, if the book is anything to go off of, and the third prince is a Spellsword? Why does the second prince seem so underwhelming next to these powerhouses?" . . . Sitting on the other side of the Crown Prince was a man with hair that was as blinding as a freshly minted gold coin. His facial features were sharp like the Crown Prince's, but Adrien could tell even from this distance that the man's eyelashes were long and thick and that his eyes were just slightly curved up, much like a cat's. And speaking of those eyes, his irises were a deep and intense red that could put any jewel to shame. And those beautiful eyes were trained on him. To borrow Seo-ah's words, 'this guy is freaking hot,' flashed through his mind. That was the first time Adrien ever agreed with that particular saying. But who is that red-eyed guy? Could he be the second prince? It was possible since he looked a lot like the description the author used for the king. But why would the second prince stare at me? Did he know the Original Adrien even though I don't have any memories of him? And how is that the face of an unnamed background character who doesn't even appear in the book?

War between every race hangs on a loose thread only 5 years left, this may seem like a long time but for beings like the Impure, Demon, Jinn, Angels and gods this is just days to them. More than half of the human population is already gone thanks to a curse placed on them by the Supreme Deity. This is the first time this battle will happen by to God and GK this is just another day, 15 out 15 victories in every timeline makes the Impures a greater race than even the gods themselves, how can humanity survive when it's strongest warrior is dead?

"Through the ages, I was the shadow that ruled from the darkness, the unseen hand that restored balance whenever fools dared to disrupt what was never theirs. I was never a savior, nor did I act out of mercy or love for this world. I acted because their existence was nothing but a disturbance… because this world was never theirs to take! > And now, as we stand at the edge of annihilation—where time shatters, laws crumble, and ancient beasts rise from their slumber—do I sit idly and watch the end devour everything? Or do I seize this moment and reshape the end to suit my will? > Who am I? A foolish question, but I’ll indulge it, if only to hear the echo of my name shatter the cosmos itself. Hahahahaha... I am the Cursed Immortal!"

The Goddess has given her blessing to this nameless man. He will soon learn the path he had chosen, and follow it to glory.

Humanity end is closing in with the rising appearance of celestials and Dark Lord but thanks to the introduction of abilities and the appearance of kami abilities humanity gains a fighting gain. But will will it be enough?

Infinite rooms and infinite levels! Finding the exit if it even exists. There have been millions trying to survive in this maze, some become the entities of the maze while others become the Wanderers that can barely survive. Follow Vain as he has clipped through his reality and ends up in this maze! He must fight off horrific monsters and other people to survive in this new reality that seems to care about nothing but trying and kill the people who have entered! The levels range from destroyed cities to strange apocalypse-like scenarios to an endless maze of strange objects like pipes. "Is there even an exit?" "We know of at least a thousand levels that for sure exist. So probably." **This is based on the basic idea of the backrooms levels but I will not follow it strictly. **

Trapped in an endless loop of pain and suffering, Kyan repeatedly dies in a never-ending cycle. Each attempt to change the course of events fails, and pain is his only companion. But everything changes when he encounters a divine figure who, in a moment of despair, offers him a wager. If he wins, he will gain immense power, but if he fails, the suffering will only grow. For each death, Kyan will be sent 10 days into the past, but at a cost: the apocalypse of the new world he finds himself in will be brought forward with every failure. Now, Kyan must decide: will he be able to face the divine game and save a world that is not his, or will he succumb to the cycle of pain and destruction?

In a world where humans and monsters, known as Inns, coexist, a nightmarish creature emerges—a being with a shadowy, human-like form. Inns come in various sizes and shapes, with horns differing in size and number depending on certain factors. In an era of progress, there came a night known as the Night of Tears in Nytianna Village, where the Inns began to reveal their true nature to humans. Fifteen-year-old Akin, an orphan, lost everything to the Inns, and to make matters worse, he witnessed something unforgettable. An Inn named Frey displayed an act of heartlessness before him. *********** “This is the end of them!” [Author’s note:] disclaimer: not my art. Warning: gruesome fighting scene and slightly spooky. Don’t forget to leave me a review if you like it and support author by adding to the collection, send stones for faster updates, and of course tickets are highly appreciated. Real schedule: Monday (@12pm est), Friday (12pm or 6 to 7pm est).

something you might read a story and say . hey this is a good story I really like it. why did you like it. is it because the story was really good is it because the characters were extremely relatable is it because it was really funny or is it because the romanc was really good. is it because aaa shit amm I don't know where I was going with this I mean I was trying to write something wise but mid way tru I forgot what the wise part I was suppose to write was well now I don't know if I should keep this or not. well if somebody tell's me to remove it I will remove this part. well now that the wise and stupid and aqward part is out let's talk about the story. it's a transmission where you know someone transmigrats to another world and lives a lively life and he has a system so yea . first time writing something outside my head hope I can learn something

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Fate can sometimes be misleading, like who could have thought that a nobody like me had to save the world. "Bastard die already!". [You've been beheaded] [Loading save file] It's kind of annoying having a responsibility that big. "rhaaaaaaar!" [You've been incinerated] [Loading save file] Thing is, sometimes it feels impossible to achieve my goal. "You have fought well kid, you have gained an assured position on my undead army". [You've withered] [loading save file] But at the same time it's addicting. "No mortal should have this information". [You've been slayed]. Each new life saved, each victory, each conclusion I reach sent me closer to the truth. Who I was? Who gave me that power? What will happen in the end? Despite everything I was still myself. I think? *Heavily inspired on re:Player by Ethel_Imaginations.

This is the sequel to Beyond of Journey. The main character for End of tomorrow, K, is a human who wants to become a Galaxy Keeper with limited human strength. Watch all the challenges and journeys of this main character to achieve his dream.

don't judge the cover it's just the way I draw and I was lazy

Nightmares are an intriguing experience. Many can feel so real you’d swear they weren’t fiction. Every monster, every horror and every fear you’ve ever had can come to life. Many wake up in a cold sweat, convinced that the experience was real. They are then soothed by reality, promised that it was only a dream, a mirage. A fiction. That means they failed. Those who succeed are rewarded with their memory. And so much more. When Jacob manages to survive a particularly realistic nightmare, he ends up being thrust into a world of magic and mayhem. This is the story of how his life transformed from normal into the definition of abnormal.

Aubrey era uma Streamer joga do um jogo falido, porém ao zerar esse jogo, ela decide parar de jogar e largar seu vício em jogos, começando uma vida chata, agora ela se vê obrigada a retornar para os jogos como forma de sustento no novo lançamento da mesma empresa que fez seu jogo favorito

I’m dreaming of us together Tangled in the mess of ballroom Your hand on my waist My hand is on your shoulder Together we are creating the choreography of “Once upon the time”