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Ruling as the Next Dragon Sage!

Dragon’s Tale: Ultimate was the VRMMORPG to end all VRMMORPGs—a fantasy world where players chose from hundreds of dragon classes to fight, grind, evolve, and eventually ascend to the legendary title of [Dragon Sage], a divine heavenly serpent. Shake the heavens, change the meta entirely. It was something that all fought for, but none achieved. 17-year-old Ryuuzen Valeflame was this close to achieving it. One of the top players. Dark Silver Dragonoid breed. Built different. But sabotage, backstabs, and RNG hell meant he never reached the endgame title. So, in the final hours before the servers shut down forever, he decided to solo one of the hardest legacy bosses—just for the memories. He did not expect to get hit by [Tier 0: Medusa’s Stare] and turn to stone mid-fight. He also didn’t expect the shutdown to happen before he could hit the logout button. And so he stayed. Frozen. Forgotten. For thousands of in-game years. Until now. Ryuuzen wakes up in a very different Dragonia—no players, no devs, just ancient legends and glitchy memories of the old world. Turns out, he’s still a Dark Silver Dragon… and now technically a divine being revered. So yeah. If he’s gonna be stuck here? He might as well finally become the [Dragon Sage]—for real this time. Join Ryuuzen on his chaotic journey through a world that barely remembers what patch notes even were. With absurd companions, cults who think he’s a god, and enough overpowered dragon nonsense to crash an old server—this isekai is about to get out of hand.
Quinncir · 147.6K Views

The Next General

"Have you heard of him?" A small boy tugged at a woman's skirt, his tiny finger pointing at the large portrait of a man clad in a minister’s robe. "Shhh! Don’t say its name!" The woman hushed him, glancing around anxiously. She knew the boy was only curious about the drawing, yet the inscription beside it spoke of someone else entirely. Still, the credit had been given to the man in the portrait. "Why?" "We just... don’t say it." "Are you talking about The Next General?" A man dressed as a scholar interjected, inserting himself into the conversation. "Everyone is talking about it. After a hundred years, it has returned. I can't decide whether that fills me with hope or dread." His words were meant to impress, to showcase his knowledge, but the woman only tightened her grip on the boy, scooped him up, and hurried away like a hunted animal sensing danger. The scholar let out a single sharp laugh. "A chaotic rhythm… and marvellously extraordinary times are upon us," he murmured, before turning and walking away. --- Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real events is purely coincidental. The views and opinions expressed by the characters do not necessarily reflect those of the author. This book contains content that may not be suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised. ------- Author-Sama is here with another one, been planning this for quite a while but laziness and procrastination keeps holding me down but now I am free. Here is another exciting historical novel, please enjoy.
RainhaAsha · 80.6K Views

Standing Next To You

A man in his thirties was standing in front of she-devil's grave, under everyone's watchful eyes, he dropped the flower to her coffin, his tone was full of ridicule. "Congrats on your death." Next year he came, "I won. You lost to me and I will live well. Just rot in there." Next year he came again, "I have a pretty girlfriend and I will marry next year. My life is good. Nothing to worry about." Next year he came once more, "I will stop visiting and forget you! My life is better without you! See, I live well!" But he came again the next year and the years after that. People said he was hunted by his so-called arch-enemy. That even after death, the devil did not even let him go. He stood in front of her grave. His once handsome face had turned old and wrinkly. "Bei Sangyun, I cursed you. You are not allowed to rest in peace. You must be suffering there like me, right? You devil..." He might be the last one standing. But his life was the same as the dead's- lifeless and empty. He did not live well, he never once marry and his heart was never at peace. And it was all the fault of one person. ***** Bei Sangyun was a big bully in high school. The target of her bullying was the skinny boy in her grade, Fei Chuan. They were classmates once in kindergarten and met again in high school. But one day, just a year left before graduation, the big bully suddenly changed. One day, Fei Chuan hesitantly opened his locker. The other night, the big bully said that she left something in his locker. He did not really want to open it. He was afraid a poisonous snake would come out of his locker. However, his report card was there. With gritted teeth, the young boy opened it. However, what appeared was not a hideous thing as he expected, but a bright pink letter with a little heart sticker as a seal. It turned out, the surprise was scarier than a snake. Was this a new form of torture? Since then, Bei Sangyun relentlessly chased the young Fei Chuan until the two got married. ****** This is a story of rebirth. The two arch-enemies who could not live under the same sky had become sweet lovers.
Avalondra · 1.7M Views

Level Up The Colony

[WSA ENTRY 2025] ... "There is no god, only the echo of our fears, bound together in a symphony of false hope, woven to make this endless cycle of pain bearable... But I refuse to be just another note in their song. I will not be silenced to protect the gate you so desperately uphold. I don’t care for the blind masses; they are but shadows, moving without purpose. If I cannot run, I will walk. If I cannot walk, I will crawl. If I cannot crawl, I will roll. And if all that remains of me is a severed head, then I will still glare at you with the scorn of the relentless." ... In a world where Hunters fight to keep humanity safe from monstrous invasions, Timothy Walter is nothing more than an E-rank weakling, expendable, powerless, and barely surviving. That changes when a forgotten dungeon forces him into a deadly trial, awakening ancient rulers from across races. Bound to the weakest among them, he inherits a power unlike any other: "King Player." Now, with a system that defies all logic, Timothy must carve his path, facing enemies both human and monstrous, as he ascends from the lowest depths to claim a throne none believed he could reach. AUTHORS NOTE: I put it under a restricted audience because of the following reasons; There is a huge amount of blood and gore meaning a lot of action and adventure. An equally adequate amount of romance with a pinch of R18 just to emphasize the points. Don't take the world-building to heart; Nigeria is better than that Kinda... If you survive the first volume, then keep it up after dropping your thoughts in reviews. I upload 1500+ words per chapter, and that means I may not participate in many chapter giveaways except when milestones are reached. Again, I appreciate your advice, thoughts, and criticism even more. The synopsis will keep changing as the story progresses. And yes, It's the familiar hunter's trope spun around in my head because I love the solo leveling light novel, so... have a fun read, I hope.
Tonye43 · 104.9K Views

Jumanji: to free my voice I must wait until...

Preface Welcome to Jumanji: A Book of Riddles — a journey into the heart of mystery, adventure, and clever puzzles. This collection is not just any assortment of riddles; it is a carefully crafted experience designed to challenge your mind and ignite your imagination. Each riddle within these pages has been chosen with intention, inspired by the wild, untamed spirit of the jungle and the thrilling world of Jumanji. Whether you are a seasoned puzzle solver or a curious adventurer, these riddles will test your wit, creativity, and courage. As you turn each page, you will find yourself stepping deeper into a world where every question holds a secret, and every answer unlocks a new path. This book is your guide through the unknown—a companion on a quest where logic meets legend. I need someone to Jumanji my voice, To set my words free, to give them choice. Whisper the secrets, solve the clues, Unlock the riddles, follow the hues. Are you ready to play this game with me? To roam the jungle and claim the key? Speak your mind, but choose with care, For every word shapes the path you dare. The First Clue In the city where justice scripts the night, And minds profile shadows out of sight, I send a whisper, a secret code, But it’s lost where silent blockers hold. Invisible bars, no keys in hand, Lock my words from the promised land. If you know a queen who fights for truth, Or ghosts who move in the darkest booth, Tell them a voice is trapped in the maze, Waiting for heroes to break the haze. A puzzle wrapped in a lawman’s tale, Where silence reigns and signals fail. Find the badge that never sleeps, And shadows where the silence creeps. Decode the message, break the chain, Deliver the word through the hidden lane. The game is on—can you hear the call? Unlock the silence, free us all.
Ms_Thirteen · 10.4K Views
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