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Inspector Gadget

I am now the Leader of a Vampire-Zombie Country!

A Filipino high student from Leyte, named Basilio Valencia died in a landslide but was reincarnated into another world, which is a partial modern and fantasy world with some modern technology. But thanks to an ability called Tech, he still has his phone, journal, and laptop, as well as some pens and journaling equipment. Thus, he can still listen to his favorite songs and watch his favorite shows, anime, and movies from his previous life through his gadgets. Seeing his creature comforts being reincarnated with him, Basilio thought that he would recontinue his partially changed way of life, but his luck ran out when he almost died in a hostile army known as the Vamzom (Vampire-Zombie) Army. That army, which a Demon Sorcerer cursed and transformed to be blood-thirsty creatures that are more like a hybrid of both vampires and zombies, was killing humans and other races that had blood with combat helicopters, pistols, and swords for their blood. But then, the army regained their humanity partially when they realized what they had done to him and the other humans and races. So, they regretted their actions and worked hard to save him. But, while Basilio was in a coma, their leader, Ruslan Makesa, driven by guilt, took his own life by stabbing himself with his Blood Sword, before placing his powers as a Vamzom in a box; he intended to pass that and his leadership to the Basilio once he survive and wake up from his coma. And so, after Basilio had survived and woken up from his 2-month-long coma, the army apologized to Basilio and asked him to lead them, promising to be good to all races. Basilio was shocked but he forgave them, taking Ruslan's leadership with his own morals and ideals. So, after that, Basilio built a country with the Vamzom race that is civilized and friendly with his cultural traits and morals as a Filipino in his previous life, as well as modeling the new nation, known as the Ruslav Nation, after the Philippine republic. But Basilio discovered that there is a race called Otherworlders, which he was a part of, and took this as an opportunity to make alliances with them. But will Basilio adapt to this new life in a strange world? Warning: The photo used for the book cover is NOT mine! Credits go to the original owner!
Roel_Wesley_II · 52.3K Views

Cameraman Never Dies

In the greed-filled world of corporate empires and magic knights, Min Jae was a king in business, with pockets so deep he could drown in them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could. Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman. No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth. Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all? Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate. Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist? --- Just a quick disclaimer: The book steers clear of any unwanted adult stuff. However, it does feature a potentially disturbing amount of violence—enough to make you wonder about the author's mental health. So proceed with caution—and maybe a shield!
CloudCatcher · 350.8K Views

Dumagat: Ang Tagapagmana ng Liwanag

Si Carlo de Luna ay isang 25 taong gulang na lalaking mestizong may dugong Kastila at Cebuano. Siya ay may taas na 5’5” na may matipuno ngunit karaniwang pangangatawan. Tinatawag siyang "Dumagat” dahil siya ay nagmula sa baybaying-dagat ng Zamboanga del Sur. Tuwid ang kanyang buhok, may suot na salamin sa mata na nagpapahiwatig ng kanyang henyo sa agham at matematika, subalit madalas niyang itinatago ang talino sa likod ng isang simpleng imahe—isang tipikal na gangster na nakasuot ng karaniwang damit at may sunglasses para hindi mahalata ang kanyang tunay na kakayahan bilang guro at tagapagtanggol ng bayan. Bilang isang overpowered na tao, si Carlo ay matapang, matalino, masayahin, at may matibay na political will. Mahilig siyang makipagkompetensiya, lalo na sa larangan ng agham at sining ng pakikipaglaban. Sa kabila ng kanyang lakas at talino, may malaking takot siya sa pagkawala ng mga mahal niya sa buhay at ng kanyang bayan—isang kahinaan na nagbibigay lalim sa kanyang pagkatao. Mahilig siyang magbasa, mag-imbento, magsanay sa agimat, at madalas siyang nagkakape at naninigarilyo bilang bahagi ng kanyang araw-araw na gawain. Si Carlo ay nagmula sa Zamboanga del Sur at dumayo sa Bukidnon upang tuparin ang kanyang misyon na lipulin ang mga aswang na sumisira sa katahimikan ng mga tribo. Bago pa man niya natuklasan ang kanyang tunay na kapalaran, ninanais niyang magkaroon ng isang normal na buhay bilang guro at lider ng Quantum Gang — isang samahan na lumalaban sa mga masasamang tao gamit ang pinaghalong makabago at makalumang teknolohiya. Ngunit nagbago ang lahat nang matuklasan niya ang kanyang pagka-Tagapagmana ng Liwanag, isang natatanging tagapagligtas na pinapangalagaan ng mga sinaunang diyos at espiritu. Bilang henyo sa matematika at agham, mahusay siyang lider ng Quantum Gang dahil sa kanyang kasanayan sa Khali at Aikido, at may kakayahan ding magturo ng edukasyon. Ang kanyang mga armas ay mga modernong pluma at papel na ginagamit sa pagsulat at pagbigkas ng mga Latin na orasyon na minana mula sa kanyang lolo na isang Kastilang dalubhasa sa sinaunang mahika. May dalang whip na gawa sa metal na tila pangil ng kidlat ng dragon, na mana naman niya sa kanyang lola na Cebuana. Bukod dito, nagdadala siya ng mga mutya ng hangin, tubig, apoy, at kalikasan, pati na rin mga makabagong gadgets tulad ng cellphone, tablet, at locator na tumutulong sa pagtunton ng mga kampon ng kadiliman. Isang mahiwagang clay pot din ang kanyang gamit sa pagluluto ng mga pildoras para pampalakas at pampagaling ng sugat. Walang kahinaan si Carlo sa tradisyunal na pakahulugan—isang tunay na overpowered na bida. Sa kanyang buhay, malapit siya sa kanyang mga magulang—si Pedro de Luna, isang disiplinadong mandirigma at eksperto sa Kali at Aikido; si Maria Dimapili, isang guro ng panitikan at tagapangalaga ng kultura; at sa kanilang mga ninuno—si Miguel de Luna, ang dalubhasa sa Latin na orasyon na nagsisilbing gabay, at si Clara Dimapili, ang makapangyarihang babaylan na tagapangalaga ng kidlat at kalikasan. Pinagpapalakas siya ng kanilang mga aral at espiritwal na legacy, na nakaugat sa mga diyos ng kidlat gaya ni Magwayen. Bilang asawa ng limang makapangyarihang babae mula sa limang elemental tribes ng Mindanao, pinangangalagaan ni Carlo ang balanse ng kalikasan at kapangyarihan. Kabilang dito si Dayang Laya Binhi, healer mula sa Nature Tribe na may kaalaman sa herbal medicine at bio-spiritual healing; si Alunsina Daligdig, mandirigma ng Fire Tribe na eksperto sa apoy at tribong pakikidigma; si Bulan Sadsad, tank ng Earth Tribe na bihasa sa mountain warfare; si Amihanan “Mia” Salakay, assassin ng Wind Tribe na eksperto sa stealth at aeromancy; at si Ligaya Panubig, marksman ng Water Tribe na may husay sa hydro-pressure ballistics. Pinangungunahan niya ang kanilang limang mentor na pinagsama-sama sa pangunguna ni Datu Kidlat-an, ang tagapamagitan ng mga tribo, upang labanan ang panganib mula kay Datu Silab–Itim, ang Punong Itim ng Kadiliman.
GurongDelfin · 2.5K Views

I am a devil in a strange world

He was the main character yet everyone else appeared more important than he was. What was this story he was assigned to? In a futuristic world of magic and gadgets, he emerged from the depths which held no value in comparison to the great ones and the higher ups. The world was beautiful and he was considered one of the many blotches that tainted its beauty. The day he was killed, a cleansing was manifested. He, however, reincarnates into the real world - Earth. Reborn from a world of fantasy instigated by ink into the world of humans, he faces no better luck than his previous life in a book. Unfortunately for him, in this new life he is struck with an illness that makes his skin look red. People call him the "devil" and even his mother is scared of him. A world he couldn't understand yet, he understood. Who was this writer that created his story and why was he reincarnated into this strange world that refused to accept him either? What if more lies to writing? What if writing sparks up and opens up a world humans never knew existed? Prepared to learn about this "Earth", he sets into the great merchant city with the help of a shape-shifting system to become the greatest librarian and explore the truths that binds him to the library of his stories. He is Emmet Quinn, the devil in a strange world. [WPC June 2024 entry] _ _ _ Read on and enjoy the journey of Emmet Quinn! Your support is simply the most I could ask for! NB: The story is set in a futuristic Earth with a revolved humanity. However, this "Earth" is different from the Earth in real life. Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/zsahn4yckr
Blak_cherry · 74.8K Views

I'll time-travel to mentor legends across eras

I was squatting on the steps of the Acropolis, clutching the terracotta goblets I had just bought, and watching this old man with bare feet bickering in the marketplace. The olive crown on his head was tilted to one side, his old robes were stained with mud, but his eyes shone as if they were burning through marble pillars. "Is this young Socrates?" I poked at the golden ball of light floating in the air. "Are you sure he's not a vagabond?" "Target Intelligence Level detected: SSS." The cold voice of the system sounded in the ear, "The host is advised to immediately perform the task of receiving students, remaining time: 2 hours 59 minutes." I touched the linen bag around my waist, which contained the system's "starter pack" - a bag of Skittles, two spring-loaded fist toys, and three glowing glass marbles. According to the instructions, these 21st century gadgets will conquer any ancient sage. "Get out of the way!" A rude roar interrupted my thoughts. Three strong men in purple cloaks pushed through the crowd, the leader with a bronze dagger at his side. Socrates, you are again deluding the citizens with your fallacies! The consul has decreed..." I jumped up and hit my lower back against the pillar and gasped in pain. The system said failure would turn me into a hamster, and I don't want to store food for winter on my fuzzy cheeks. When the strong man's fist was about to touch the tip of Socrates' nose, I swung my spring fist. "Snap!" Bronze wrist guards collide with plastic fists, and springs suddenly stretch like a silver snake around a strong man's wrist. The crowd exclaimed, and even Socrates widened his eyes. I slipped Skittles into his hand. "Taste this, the nectar of the gods from Mount Olympus." The blue-robed philosopher licked the colored candy hesitantly, and his gray beard popped up. "Sweet! And fruity! Young man, are you the atomic messenger of Democritus?" "Detected the target character's favorability +50%," the system's voice suddenly becomes cheerful, "invite the host to philosophical enlightenment." I stared at the ripped socks sticking out of the corner of Socrates' robe, and suddenly remembered what I had read in my high school textbook. In 399 BC, the philosopher would drink poisoned wine for "corrupting the youth." Now, like a child, he was handing out candy to the wildcats by the road, and the purple cloaks were stamping their feet with anger. "Sir," I pulled out the last item, "would you like to play a triage game?" The glowing glass marble rolled in the palm, reflecting a rainbow of light, "Truth is like this bead, every facet is a part of the truth." As soon as Socrates' fingers touched the marble, something strange happened. The pearl burst into the sky, casting holograms - a 3D model of the Academy of Athens 2,000 years later, with scholars in suits shuttling between the marble columns. The old philosopher was so excited that he knocked over the clay pot: "How beautiful! This is the embodiment of dialectics!" "Congratulations to the host for completing the first Act!" The system bursts into an electronic firecracker sound, "Acquire Skills: The Eye of Truth (can see through any sophistry)." Next time: Florence, Spring 1503. I took a last look at Socrates, surrounded by citizens, who was making a boat out of candy wrappers to play with a wild cat. As the golden swirls unfolded beneath my feet, I heard him ask, "What should a disciple call a teacher?" "Victor Fool." I laughed and jumped into the time tunnel, and suddenly the system screamed, "Warning! Skittles wrapper left in B.C. --"
shiMe · 9.2K Views
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