Crawling Clown

Betrayed at the peak of his reign by the so-called Celestial Architects, Kael Draven — once the most feared Warlord in the Outer Heavens — is executed for defying the cosmic order. But instead of oblivion, he wakes in the trash heap of a dying lower realm… inside the body of a crippled sect slave. The world expects him to crawl. Instead, he walks — barefoot — into the battlefield and slaughters 50,000 cultivators. Armed with the Supreme Chaos System, a glitched god-level program that breaks all laws of cultivation, Kael doesn’t just seek revenge. He seeks to rewrite the code of reality itself — to crash the heavens, exploit the harem system, abuse karma points, and burn morality like outdated firmware. Cold, manipulative, and impossibly strategic, Kael turns sects, empires, and even immortals into tools or corpses. MILFs, GILFs, queens, and forbidden waifus gather like moths to the anomaly in the sky. After all, he’s not the protagonist of fate. He’s the bug that rewrites it.

“You’ve been assigned to a mission. Recon only. No extraction. Good luck, Unit 404.” In a galaxy fractured by war and ruled by bureaucrats, Unit 404 is a disaster squad of outcasts — a brawler, a hacker, and a tactician who don’t follow rules... or survive by them. Sent to investigate Planet C-17, a long-lost colony shrouded in blackout reports and forbidden protocols, the trio quickly realize this isn’t recon — it’s an execution. Armed with nothing but their mechas and sheer audacity, they crash-land on a planet crawling with ancient Kaiju, toxic storms, and secrets buried by their own command. Worse still? Their fuel only covers a one-way trip. Hunted by monsters and betrayed by the system that sent them, Unit 404 must uncover the truth of C-17 — and find a way off-world before the planet swallows them whole. > In space, silence isn’t the scariest thing... it's what breaks it

"From death to becoming the master of death, that's my story" [... ] Jake never got a break. Born unlucky, lived cursed, and died alone—struck by lightning on a rainy night. That should’ve been the end. But fate had other plans. In the space between life and death, he meets the goddess of Karma and Fate, who admits his entire life was a mistake—her mistake. To make amends, she offers him a second chance in a brutal new world ruled by magic, martial arts, and monsters. Before he's sent off, Jake draws from five Legendary Cards—and chooses the most powerful of them all: The Legendary Necromancer. Now, Jake awakens in a world where strength decides everything. With his unique talent, he can summon undead endlessly—and harvest power from the souls of his enemies. [You have enough Soul Shards.] [Undead Dragon summoned.] But Jake is suddenly thrust into the Hundred Trials that comes once every hundred years in this new world, a deadly proving ground for the elite. To the others, he’s an outsider—unregistered, unknown, and unwelcomed. A threat to be erased. But Jake didn’t crawl out of death to get killed again Let them come. He has death on his side.

“I, Lethia Ashcroft, accept your rejection, soon-to-be Clown Alpha of the Rotten Obsidian Pack, as my ungrateful mate. May your divorced life find its hellhole.” ***** Year 2666. Werewolves and their kin have long embraced civilization, seamlessly blending into the high-tech world alongside humans. It is the year Lykon Haven hosts its once-in-seven-year event to select a new leader—one who will govern the shifting dynamics of werewolf packs across the country. It is also the year Lethia Ashcroft faces the ultimate humiliation when her mate, her husband, rejects her because of the infidelity she never committed. It cost her the inheritance she and her late father had worked so hard for. When she tries to flee exile while pregnant, she is caught in an accident—one that leaves her possessed by a seductive spirit fox. The creature needs a vessel to ignite her beads and, in exchange, grants Lethia the power to protect her unborn child. But that untamed spirit entangles her with three dangerously irresistible Lycans from Lykon Haven—men who have severed themselves from the fated mate bond. A stoic, protective doctor. A brooding, dominant businessman. A charming, playful celebrity. All Lethia wants is to reclaim what was rightfully hers and live a peaceful and comfortable life, alone with her baby. And she must get it—no matter what. But the mischievous Moon Goddess seems to take great pleasure in twisting her fate. ***** Strong FL REVERSE HAREM Explicit Mature Content Character-Driven This book has many fresh twists about werewolf lore that you won't find anywhere ;)

MATURE CONTENTS WARNING! In the kingdom of Faelori, where pure-blooded fae have driven humans to near extinction, Faelyn lives as the most despised creature of all, a half-blood abomination born from her human slave mother and the Fae King’s moment of weakness. She has endured relentless torture, starvation, and humiliation. Servants beat her bloody for sport. Her own half-brothers force her to crawl like a dog for their amusement. Even the kitchen scraps are denied to her as she wastes away in the shadows of the very castle where she was born. But when half-blood meets dragon fire, when the weakest collides with the strongest, when hatred burns into something far more dangerous… Some bonds are forged in blood and cannot be broken. In a world where power determines worth and bloodlines decide fate, two souls—one broken, one caged—will either destroy each other completely… or burn the entire kingdom to ash.

Xu Wendong memperoleh teknik kultivasi ganda yang disebut Dragon Phoenix Creation Art, memulai kehidupan luar biasa yang berbeda dari yang lain.

At sixteen, all Renn wanted was a quiet life and three full meals a day. But one stormy night changed everything. He woke up in Noxhelm Academy — a place for the 'gifted', where students either become legends… Or die trying. Renn was thrown into the world with no powers, no class, no allies, and absolutely no clue why he'd got there — but he was never the type to go down easily. Armed with nothing but stubborn grit, he started crawling through the twisted magical world, with only one goal: 'Survive long enough to reach Level 10.' But he didn't know... Noxhelm was just the beginning!

He was once the heir of the Kang media empire — a future king of luxury, power, and fame. Until his cousin framed him, orchestrated viral scandals, and shattered his name. The girl he loved? Laughed and ran into another man’s arms. The industry that once kissed his feet? Spat on him as he crawled. Bankrupt. Humiliated. Alone. Two years later, the world forgot him. But he didn’t forget. Now he’s back — not with mercy, but with money, dirty secrets, and a hunger for revenge that glows hotter than any spotlight. He buys up bankrupt agencies, blackmails top producers, and manipulates viral scandals like toys. Each pop star and actress who once sneered at his downfall finds herself standing on his private stage, lips trembling, desperate to please. And the one who betrayed him most? She’ll learn what it means to smile for the cameras while moaning his name in the dark.

"Sect Master! Marry me!" If only things were that simple. Fang Yuan lets out a long sigh, eyes fixed on the mountain of paperwork threatening to swallow his desk and his soul. As the youngest family head in history, you’d think he’d be enjoying fame, fortune, and fawning admirers. Instead, he’s buried in bureaucracy, stuck mediating elder disputes, and wondering if the sect treasury mysteriously eats spirit stones. Sure, the old geezers have their experience, their beards, and their lofty reputations. But Fang Yuan? He has one thing they don’t: raw, unshakable power. Born into a world where innate talent reigns supreme, Fang Yuan—a transmigrator armed with modern grit—actually managed the impossible: he clawed his way to the top with nothing but relentless hard work. While everyone else coasted on heavenly bloodlines and golden physiques, he trained, he studied, and he schemed. Now, he’s strong enough to bend heaven’s will. But cultivation isn’t all sword beams and glory. Life as a family head comes with its own set of woes—namely, watching his annoyingly handsome junior brother collect all the female attention like some kind of walking romance novel. “This isn’t fair,” Fang Yuan mutters under his breath, stamping another scroll. “I’m the protagonist here... right?”

"Serial killers? Ancient Martial Artists? Swordmasters? I don't give a rat's *ss who you are! All will bow before me!" Five years ago, his family was wiped off the face of this Earth, and the useless Ye Chen was looked down upon like an earthworm crawling on the floor. However, five years have passed, and he has mysteriously returned with a head full of earth-shattering abilities. What is even more terrifying is that he is now backed by the strength of a hundred ancient elder spirits! With all of that in his grasp, Ye Chen has returned not to reminiscence, but to exact revenge on all of those who have wronged him, especially the mysterious Man.

Summoned to a fantasy world alongside his classmates, Noa was the only one without power. While the others celebrated their new blessings, he was abandoned — betrayed by his own girlfriend and classmates, left to die deep within a cursed labyrinth. They thought he would disappear. They were wrong. He crawled out of death, shed his weakness, and chose a new path — not of revenge, but of absolute conquest. Now, anyone who stands in his way — even the gods themselves — will be burned to ash. **This time, the world will burn — and he’ll sit on the throne of its ruin.** --- *Warning: This story contains graphic violence, psychological manipulation, mature themes, and scenes intended for 18+ readers. Reader discretion is advised.* ---

After forging the legendary Golden Core, Bai Langtian stood on the cusp of greatness, until his own Sect Master ripped it from his body and pushed him down from Radiant Sun Peak. He should’ve died. But fate wasn't done with him yet. In a cursed valley crawling with demonic beasts, Langtian has only one path left: Demonic Cultivation. To reclaim his strength and take revenge, he must consume the flesh and essence of ten thousand demonic beasts, transforming himself into something beyond human. Something monstrous. __________________________________________ Launch event: 5 reviews = 1 bonus chapter. Deliver Every Monday (Max 5 bonus chapters a week)

After eons of silence, the Creator himself descends... not as a king, but as a beggar. In the filth-choked gutters of Orivalt, where gods feast on mortals and kings sell souls for gold, a new force rises — a weakling named Ravi, broken, starving, unblessed. But hidden behind those shattered eyes is something ancient. Something... divine. He is the Original. The Architect. The forgotten God who forged reality itself. Stripped of his omnipotence, Ravi must crawl through the grime of his own failed creation. He will feel every cut, every betrayal, and every scream as he delivers brutal, soul-crushing justice — not with sermons... but with slaughter. With each step, he reshapes the world, gaining loyal followers, feared enemies, and a dangerous harem of deadly women drawn to his merciless might and unknowable allure. The age of mercy has ended. Now begins... The Slum God's Decree.

On a flat, broken world teetering on the edge of ruin, the end of the Earth is called the Dead Zone—a cursed land crawling with nightmarish monsters and barren of all life. No one survives there. No one… except Noir. He awakens with no memories, no strength, and no reason to keep walking—until she appears. A mysterious woman who brings food and water, vanishes by nightfall, and offers no answers. But what happens when kindness hides betrayal… and death refuses to claim its king?

[Mature Content Warning] She wanted to just end her mission and go back to her political marriage, but he had already claimed her his possession. Selene Adawolfa, the Princess of the Adalopha kingdom. Promises her father to bring peace to the village in their kingdom, by ending the age-old war, without revealing her identity. On the first day of becoming part of the Winterwells pack in disguise, she gets herself into trouble. The unexpected turn of events brings her in contact with Fang Warchild, the alpha of the neighbouring village. The most handsome, yet the most vicious man in the entire kingdom who recognises her at the very first glance. And he was ready to ruin her mission just for the sake of owning her! (The story takes place in the 90s so you will find technology in it!) ——[snippet]—— He approached me as his footsteps resonated in the dead silence inside the tent, and I couldn't get myself to step back waiting stunned. Stepping closer he lifted my chin asking again, "do you still choose otherwise Princess?" I gulped, knowing Fang would understand very well what was on my mind, all my lies would be useless in front of how well he knew every nook and cranny of my brain. Mustering all the strength inside me I whispered, diverting my eyes, answering exactly what he didn't want to hear right now, "Yes!" A vicious smirk played on his face as he lifted me by my collar, while I tip-toed barely able to find the ground, trying to match his towering height. "I don't like it when someone touches what is mine," he leaned closer, his tall stature hovering over me just inches from my face and his infuriated breath crawling on my soft skin, "and you better know that your entirety belongs to only me!" ---- All credits of the art used to belong to its owner ---- Discord: https://discord.gg/ZhjZ9aHEZ6

In mysterious, deserted streets, a person flees from a pursuer intent on killing him—only for a boy named Darren Lyras to wake up from a vague, featureless nightmare, its unsettling traces still evident on him. He heads to his computer to finish a game on the highest difficulty, driven by something he doesn’t even understand. Yet the strangest thing is that after discovering what that "something" is—and how it dooms his fate—he remains oblivious... What kind of phenomenon led to this? He himself doesn’t know.

I've wanted to be a super hero since I was a kid, and I got admitted to a school for only awakened. fun right? No, it's not fun. I wish I would've just stayed a normal person, because being at war isn't for the weak.

In an ancient world ruled by cultivation sects, immortal clans, and divine beasts, a mysterious being awakens within a black coffin at the bottom of a cursed river. His true name lost to time, he carries only fragmented memories of the Primordial Wars, where his divine soul was shattered and sealed by Old Heaven itself. Upon awakening in a frail vessel, he discovers a realm far weaker than the one he once dominated. Despite his sealed meridians and limited power, his mere presence commands fear: his qi is dark, corrosive, and deathly – the remnant of a being who once stood at the peak of existence. He saves Jian Tian, a disciple of the Black Dragon Sect, from the jaws of a Flood Dragon with a flick of his hand. Yet, his purpose is not kindness nor righteousness; it is driven by fate, as he cryptically declares. Haunted by betrayal, ancient enmities, and an unfulfilled vengeance against the Immortal Thrones, he begins his journey to reclaim his true form and restore his dominion over heaven and earth. As he walks through a world unaware of his true identity, shadows gather, old enemies stir, and destiny begins to weave the legend of the Dark Sovereign who crawled from the coffin to shake the heavens once more.

The sky tore open—and the earth followed. One by one, the seals broke. And with them, hell answered the call. Not in whispers. Not in shadows. But in flame, storm, and death. Cities fell. Oceans rose. The righteous vanished without a trace, and the damned were left to face what crawled from the void. The demons had broken the ancient covenant—a pact that held the balance between heaven, hell, and humanity. And in their treachery, the world was left defenseless. So the Divine issued a command: “Send me an army.” But none answered. None, except nine. Nine demons rose from the ashes of their own damnation. Not out of loyalty. Not out of guilt. But for something deeper—honor, purpose, redemption. They would fight their own kind. Protect the world they once helped break. They are not heroes. They are not saviors. They are the Hell‘s 9.

"Fate is destiny. An unmovable force that chokes the life out of everything and everyone you hold dear. It knows no emotions—neither love nor sadness, not even hate. You cannot run from it, you cannot escape it, and you cannot survive it. You can do only one thing." "What?" "Kill it. Or in your case, find the person who stole your fate and kill them”. Born in a deadly standstill between humanity and the Rache, there weren’t a lot of things that could go wrong in Jace's life. But they did. With his fate stolen and a mark upon his head, Jace will have to fight, crawl and claw his way to the thief of his fate. But fate is cruel. And Jace will be faced with the ultimate choice : Submit to Fate or break free from its chains and suffer the consequences.

Join the discord: https://discord.gg/Wrn5DNvD ---- 'Nina?' The thought hit me before I even really processed who it was. Nina Shoka from my class. She was just walking along, probably listening to music, totally unaware that this car had lost control and was sliding right toward her. I didn't think about it. Didn't weigh the pros and cons or consider my options. My legs just started moving. I dropped my phone and sprinted toward her. The car was maybe three seconds away from hitting her when I slammed into her side, pushing her as hard as I could toward the sidewalk. She went flying, landing hard on the concrete but definitely out of the car's path. Me? Not so lucky. The impact felt like getting hit by a train. One second I was pushing Nina to safety, the next I was flying through the air. Then I hit the ground and everything went wrong at once. I couldn't move my legs. Couldn't really move much of anything, actually. There was this weird warm feeling spreading across my chest and stomach, and when I tried to breathe, it felt like drowning. 'Well, this sucks,' I thought, staring up at the sky. 'Guess that's what I get for being a hero.' My vision started getting all swimmy and weird, but I could make out Nina crawling over to me. She had pulled out her earbuds and there were tears streaming down her face. "Why did you do that?" she kept asking, over and over. "Why would you do that?" I wanted to shrug, but my shoulders weren't really cooperating. It seemed pretty obvious to me - she was in trouble, so I helped. That's what you do, right? Nothing fancy about it. She was talking to me, saying my name a lot. I didn't realize she even knew my name, to be honest. We had been in the same class for like three months and I don't think we had ever actually had a conversation. "Kofi, stay with me, okay?" she was saying. "You're gonna be fine. The ambulance is coming."

In an abandoned circus, where laughter is buried and tears are sold, our protagonist, Kai, awakens-memoryless, yet burdened with a fractured consciousness that sees reality through conflicting shards. He discovers himself as the owner of this cursed circus, where clowns are not mere performers, puppets are more than carved wood, and the audience is far from passive. With each performance, layers of his dark past unravel, forcing him to confront the truth of his shattered existence. As the shows go on, Kai begins to realize that the circus is a mirror of his own madness, and every character within it is a fragment of his splintered mind. Is he the master of the spectacle-or just another puppet in this eternal performance?

They call it the sacred number: 6. Six faces of divinity. Six forgotten truths. Six veils between sanity and the abyss. And when all six awaken, the divine will grieve what it once made. Miracles still bleed into the world—beautiful, blasphemous, and wrong. A person walks among them, bearing no prophecy, only questions that cannot be unheard. The stars are shifting. Minds unravel. And buried deep in the seams of existence, something older than gods is waking. The end won’t come with fire. It will come with remembrance. When belief becomes a weapon, and knowledge a curse, what remains of sanity? " Time to find out " said He. This is the journey of a Saint without a Face, crawling against the world with an unfinished story...

In a city where magic is myth and bloodlines are buried by time, 22-year-old Rayven Cole lives a life of obscurity—until the city awakens. An ancient seal breaks. Shadows crawl out of hidden alleys. And Rayven? He suddenly starts seeing things no one else can—runes on buildings, whispers in the wind, enemies that remember a name he never knew was his. Marked by a legacy he never asked for, Rayven discovers he’s the last heir of a forgotten bloodline tied to the very soul of the city. As long-dormant powers reawaken, so do those who want him dead—secret societies, corrupted elites, and supernatural beasts disguised as humans. But Rayven isn’t alone. A mysterious girl named Selene appears—fierce, unpredictable, and bound to his fate in more ways than she admits. Together, they must uncover the city’s ancient truth, awaken their hidden powers, and survive a war older than history itself. This city doesn’t just live. It remembers. And now… it wants revenge.

Suddenly pulled into a world filled with Specters, Fang Xiu woke up with a unique ability: Reset. Every time he died, time would rewind to the moment before he was killed. In this strange and dangerous world, Fang Xiu could have chosen to hide. Instead he announced to the world, “Yes, I’m a prophet. I can see the future!” As his predictions kept coming true, his title of the Prophet spread around the world. His words became the truth. They became the future. “I have seen the future,” he announced, attracting people from all around the world. His followers took it to the extreme, declaring, “Should the Prophet decree your demise one day, don’t waver, don’t question, just obey. For hesitance only leads to a far graver fate.” During a B-level Specter event, known as [the Spawning] A teammate warned, “The creature is hiding among these villagers. We need to be careful.” Fang Xiu pointed to the last row and commanded, “The one in white. Yes, you. Come out!” In an A-level Specter event, called [Lantern Heads] One teammate warned, “This area is crawling with thousands of Lantern Heads. If they shine their light on you, your head will fall off. The scariest part is the Lantern Heads float unpredictably. It’s impossible for anyone to get across safely. Wait, where’s Fang Xiu?” Another stuttered, “He, he…he’s on the other side!” The first teammate exclaimed in disbelief, “What?! How did he get across?” The other replied: “He…he just walked over.” ____ 3 Chapters Daily 1 Power Stone = 3 more additional chapters. (Reset Daily)

Death was supposed to be the end. It wasn't. He had conquered the martial world as the legendary Blood God Energy—a master strategist whose name struck fear into enemies across the land. But even legends fall when those closest to them drive the knife deepest. Betrayed by the very lord he served, he died thinking his story was over. He was wrong. Reborn as Aslan, the fifteen-year-old crown prince of the fallen Maran Kingdom, he awakens to find his royal blood has become a death sentence. Enslaved by the very nobles who destroyed his homeland, he's thrust into the brutal gladiatorial arenas—not for glory or freedom, but for their twisted entertainment. They don't just want him to die; they want to preserve his corpse as a trophy, a taxidermied reminder of a kingdom's extinction. But they've made one fatal miscalculation. The body may be that of a scrawny prince, but the mind belongs to a master who has crawled back from death itself. Armed with memories of two lifetimes and an unbreakable will to live on his own terms, he'll transform from prey to predator. Because this time, he won't just survive the game of power and betrayal. He'll rewrite the rules entirely. In a world that sees him as nothing more than entertainment, how far will a dead man walking go to reclaim his throne?

After a scandal cost him his job, the entire city turned its back on him. Doors slammed shut, companies refused to even look his way, and his name became a curse whispered in office halls. With nowhere left to go and no dignity to cling to, Venzel returned to his quiet village, ready to rot—or at least grow potatoes. But fate had other plans. There, in the dirt and dust of defeat… he awakened a golden finger! Now the question is: Will Venzel use it to rise to the heavens— or to smack down every smug bastard who ever looked down on him?

He wasn’t some chosen hero. Not the golden boy in prophecy. He was just Kieran Marcoth—a boy born on the wrong side of fate, A mistake, a misfit. Not blessed by heaven. Too stubborn for hell. And now… Thrown onto a battlefield meant for gods. The world had already been broken long before he came into it. People sinned, as they always do— And one day, the sky finally answered. The day God turned away, Everything fell. Cities burned. Families vanished. The silence afterward was louder than any explosion. But even in wrath, the Divine left something behind. A final olive branch—if you could call it that. A way to survive what came crawling out of the darkness. Talents. Powers. Strange, unique abilities passed down like gifts from a god who no longer cared. And on the day Kieran stood in line—quiet, hopeful, a little scared— Waiting to receive his talent, He dared to believe his life might finally start to make sense. Instead… He awakened something different. A hidden SSS-ranked talent. The kind with a condition attached. A catch. And just like that, everything went wrong. Laughter. Whispers. Stares like knives. He became a joke. A disappointment. Even the instructors didn’t bother to hide their sneers. Then the bullying started. The beating. The betrayal. And one day, it nearly killed him. He lay there, bleeding. Angry. Humiliated. A part of him still hoping this was some twisted mistake. But it wasn’t. And then— A sound. > [Ding! Conditions have been met] [Host has been successfully selected as a God Candidate] [Defeat the other candidates! Become the next God of this ruined world] Kieran stared at the message blinking in front of him. He didn’t smile. Didn’t cry. Didn’t feel triumphant. He just felt tired. And then, something in him shifted. One thought, sharp and cold, rose to the surface: “I’m going to fucking kill those bastards.” Not for power. Not for glory. But because he was done being the punchline. That’s how his journey began. Not as a hero. Not yet a monster. Just a boy who had lost too much— And found something worth fighting for in the wreckage. The question now is: Will the world break him again? Or will he become the god who remakes it?

Being a nobody from a poor district of the Federation, Nick is a sixteen year old boy just trying to find his place in the world. When he finally gets his shot to enter the Beast Domain upon turning sixteen, he jumps at the opportunity to finally make something of himself — to carve out his own future. His goal? Survive. Hunt. Earn enough money to finally support his little sister back home and bring them out of poverty. But to a naïve young boy like Nick, the world is far more sinister than it seems — leaving him no choice but to adapt, or die. How long can his peaceful days last though? Follow Nick as he crawls his way out of the dregs and creates a space for himself at the top.

In a world where MegaFauna crawl through interdimensional Gates and Cities run on ancient steam engines, chaos and (not so great) comedy collide in Past Life Hunter-a wild, genre-bending epic where nothing is sacred, everything is extra, and EVERY trope gets ‘lovingly’ mentioned. Enter Delphina de Velasques, knight elite, Ducal Lady, full-time Hunter, and of course, the Otome Villainess. Accompanied by a chaotic party, including a mysterious man who emerged safely from one of the Gates. Delphina will battle immense monstrosities, navigate dysfunctional Guild (and Noble) politics, and endure side-quests to survive the system’s BS and maybe, save the world in the process. Equal parts parody and homage, Past Life Hunter is a love letter to webnovel readers who want action, magic, and just the right amount of emotional damage (and murder). Warning: Contains strong female leads, weak men who learn, heavy & potentially triggering topics (tagged at the start of every chapter). Read responsibly.