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"I stress repeatedly, the attitude of the Cultivation World is inherently distorted, not because I distorted it. They say history is written by the victors, so why am I still constantly slandered even after I've won?" Lu Yang Sword Immortal said so angrily in an interview with the reporter. The next day. "I stress repeatedly, I am the one who distorted the attitude of the Cultivation World." Lu Yang Sword Immortal said so angrily during the reporter's interview. - Reported by the 《Cultivation Daily》for you.

Gary Smith arrived in a peculiar world of beastmasters, where an ancient taboo was reborn from the depth of time, and an evil god was lurking. In this world, birds and beasts, rivers and mountains, even elements could spawn spiritual power and turn into pet beasts. Among them, the powerful ones became ecological niches by themselves, radiating secret realm ecosystems such as the Yellow Spring, Skeleton Kingdom, Succubus Nest, and Kingdom of the Sky Tree, nurturing countless followers. The beastmasters make contracts with the pet beasts, nurture them, and control the spiritual power. After witnessing the "Taboo Sun" event, Gary Smith obtained the ability to extract materials from everything in the world and compile "Secret Food". Through the Evolutionary Secret Food, the combination of "The Shattered Dusk World" + "Ancient Dragon’s Dead Egg" results in the Feast of the End. When the pet beast consumes it, it evolves into the Dusk Dragon God. The Dusk Domain erodes the world, turning into the God at the end of time. The Skill Secret Food allows the pet beasts to plunder skills from everything, becoming omniscient and omnipotent. The Sacrificial Secret Food snatches the taboo time, sacrifices the ancient beings, and blasphemes against the gods. His style of beast control also started to become peculiar. There is the Spider Shadow that devours ancient dragons and weaves dreams of all lives with its threads, the Red Master that pollutes the multiverse, and the Devourer of the Realms, who consumes worlds... In response to this, he explained, "My pet beasts are just a bit peculiar. They really are not evil gods!"

[LitRPG / Isekai / Adventure / Action / Comedy] Inspired by Mushoku Tensei, God of War, Bloodborne, Elden Ring & Warhammer 40k. Zen Hawthorn is a strange fellow, born with a curse that makes everyone questions his sanity. In a cruel twist of fate, he embarks on a journey to avenge his grandfather; further unlocking the mysteries of the world he lives in. Join him, on an action-adventure-romcom journey filled with Demons, Celestials and Cosmic Beings as he narrates from his humble beginning, to the prevention of the Demon King's resurrection and more. Beware of plentiful memes, Easter Eggs and references found within. This story contains Japanese folklores, Norse & Greek mythology along with Elves, Demons, Reptilians, Vikings and Dragons. Have fun reading! Book 1 - Not An Isekai Story (Completed) Book 2 - Not An Isekai Story Unshipped (In Progress) Book 3 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story (Coming Soon) Book 4 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story Unlimited (Coming Soon)

(TW: Implied Cannibalism) In society, the most basic unit is Family. It is the place where children are born and taught about the world around them, where they pick up the fundamental values that which becomes ingredients for when they grow up as adults. Yet, for those who had been snuffed out the luxury of this, those whom are born and raised in a nest of crows...how can a fledging dove escape? For such snow, there could only be so much red.

In a world ruled by chaos, endless wars, and untamed magic, a warrior emerges, determined to continually refine his own body, transforming it into an armored and lethal weapon. Painting the ground with rivers of blood at every step, Draco forges a path of destruction and glory, leaving indelible marks on a world teetering on the brink of collapse. ... Power Stones Campaign! - 100 Power Stones = 2 chapters - 500 Power Stones = 5 chapters - 1000 Power Stones = 8 chapters - 3000 Power Stones = 10 chapters ... Gift campaign! - 20 Golden Tickets = 1 chapter - Magic Castle = 5 chapters.  - Spacecraft = 15 chapters.  - Gachapon = 20 chapters.

In the depths of Tobaballe, Nin Urtuan is working as hard as he can to rise up. But with so much competition, it seems like only luck will get you a better life. One day, in a seemingly unfortunate turn of events where he runs into the voluptuous and mysterious Spire-Lord, Iishar Ho. Taking Nin with her, she shows him a secret within the Crown, a means to get ahead. The path of least resistance is so enamouring.  Setting out for the shores of the Molten Sea, at the base of the holy Anvil-Peak Mountain, Nin loses himself in the wonder of it. Behind his back, another deal unfolds, luck not for him, but for those high above in the Crown. A slaver of an unknown, spine-quilled race shoots him unconscious. The slaver loads him up, ready to ship Nin and so many others off to Jherikra.  A land of towering mountains, emerald winds, arcane beauty and monstrous horror! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- No rewrites going on right now. (Multi-PoV, 1st Person) For reference: (If a chapter is marked with a ---- before Base, Incline or Peak, it means it is being edited throughout the day.)

A young worker sees his end on the tracks of a train. He prays to an entity to have a second chance and it grants his wish. And he is reborn in a fantasy world of magic and mechas called Armor. But to his misfortune he is living in a game world where he is the VILLAIN. Can the young man named Rudel survive in a world where the world wants him dead for the sake of the protagonist?

Asher, after trillions of years of cultivation from an ordinary human in a small world, he managed to transcend universes with countless galaxies, then transcended the Great Universe with countless universes and then reached the peak in the Infinite Void, becoming one of the most feared experts. How was his life as a peak cultivator often the end of a story? Follow his journey as he explores the Infinite Void and helps countless geniuses in the Great Universes. *** (Everything written in this novel is fiction!)

Aldric, a young man from a remote village who doesn't know much about games is forced by his dorm mates to play the latest and most popular virtual reality game — Magician Online, a magic-themed game with a magnificent medieval world. Armed with curiosity, he played the game without serious intentions. However, unbeknownst to him, he actually awakened the most supreme talent in the game. *** (Everything written in this story is fiction!) https://discord.gg/nfZNxMg4

A man with a lifelong martial arts background, raised in Asia due to his family's profession, moves to the US for education and work. He discovers Historical Medieval Battles through a colleague and becomes deeply passionate about it. He trains hard and becomes skilled enough to represent his country. During a competition, his armor fails, and he's struck in the head with a two-handed axe, seemingly dying. But is this truly the end?"

My first novel yaey (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧ ——— Furan Shi only wanted to be a cutie little princess. That's it. So when he died, nobody missed him. After his family and relatives, the next person to attend his funeral was his homeroom teacher and friends™, his murderer, and then a mysterious red-eyed crow. Said mysterious crow sucked his soul right out and offered him a better life than this. No, he still won't be a cutie princess, but he can be the next best thing after that. He was invited to transmigrate into different realities without any restrictions. It wasn't a Villain system, a Cannon fodder system... it doesn't belong to any category. Just experiencing the worlds should be enough to satisfy it. Furan Shi agreed with one condition. Filter: ‘Animal Characteristics’ System: Are you… sure about this? Furan Shi, pouting: Is that not possible..? System: … you're welcome to do as you like =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) [Yes, this is a quick transmigration novel.] [Yes, this has bl, but the transmigrator would change genders in some worlds hence the gl tag please click away if you're not comfortable with this one.] [Yes, all cutesy cutie pie bc I have the big sad.] [Yes, the host is always a demihuman, more often than not part animal haha.] [No, the host isn't always an animal demihuman.] [And no, this isn't necessarily about furries. Eh, but I'm open to negotiations.. ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭] I do apologize in advance if this is not your cup of tea. I'm trying my best to make this as light-themed and fast-paced as possible for people like me who just wanted to relax, aka not much brain games... not much face slapping.. ehe..

In a world steeped in darkness and ancient magic, Cyrus Nightshade is a child of prophecy, born with powers that even the most seasoned wizards fear. Trained by the secretive and deadly Crow’s End guild, he is a weapon forged in shadow, destined for a path of ruthless power. But when he is sent on a mission to the prestigious Ebonspire Academy, Cyrus finds himself torn between the life he was forced into and a destiny he never chose. In a place where secrets are currency and power comes at a cost, Cyrus must navigate dangerous alliances, hidden truths, and the haunting memory of a lost connection. Will he succumb to the darkness within, or will he forge a new path in a world that demands loyalty to the shadows?

"I am the beginning of the end and the end of the beginning. "I am chaos." In a world where power outweighs the value of life, a young noble struggles to escape the shadow of ridicule and scorn. Mocked as worthless and rejected by his own kind, he spends his days fighting against a society that deems him unworthy. But everything changes the day his world is engulfed in flames—his mother, his home, and everything he loved reduced to ashes. Consumed by grief and rage, he vows vengeance, embarking on a perilous journey to uncover the truth behind the tragedy. What he discovers is a secret never meant for mortal eyes, a revelation that shatters his reality and forces him to embrace chaos itself. Now wielding a power born of destruction, he pledges to bring judgment to the murderers—even if it means challenging the gods themselves. But as his path unfolds, the line between justice and monstrosity blurs. The once-dismissed underdog returns as a force of chaos, leaving a trail of tragedy in his wake, forever altering the balance of the world.

Fate is the invisible hand that pulls us into a labyrinth of choices, steering us through shadowed corridors where we’re never fully in control. It’s the heartbeat quickening in the face of the unknown, the feeling of being watched by forces hidden in the dark. Fate lies in the whisper of paths we’re meant to walk — dangerous, inevitable, a force that taunts us to run from it, even as it closes in. You don’t see it coming, but you feel it; every choice, every turn, pulling you toward something bigger and darker than you could ever imagine. Fate is the silent predator, prowling the edge of our lives, pushing us to confront the thrilling unknown with no way back. That is fate. Warning: This novel is not meant for weak hearted people

What is this amazing sword!!?? This Shield too!? Even The Armor!? And This Staff Has A Lot of Magical Energy Into it!? That's what the customers said to me I'm a legendary Blacksmith In my new Life selling armors, shields, swords, and even mage staff.

What if a world where dangers are everywhere, each and every corners of the earth lies threats that could lead to your untimely demise, exists? What will you do when you are in that situation? The world of Bigbell, Victorian Continent. There was once a Hunter, who had brought countless beasts and monsters down to their knees, falling prey to his blade. Hunters were a profession despised yet needed by everyone as Hunters were the protectors of the world. Although a protector, if one wields so much power, it would be expected that they too will fall prey to their own powers. Let us follow the footsteps of the one who shall lead us into this world, Rueben Mortimer, as he navigate through the mysteries and the bizarre world he was borne into. [Content Warning] Sexual Tragedies, Child Tragedies, Body Horror, War Horror, Blasphemous Philosophies, and other related contents are present in this book. Please read at your own risk. "" Inspired by Bloodborne, Lord of the Mysteries, My House of Horrors and Lovecraftian Horrors and other Horror Medias

In the tides of struggle and power, who can reach the ultimate? In a world of factions and species, who can attain power? In a land whose past is obscured by the naivety of the present, who can uncover the hidden? Karl lives in a world of species and evolution, his path thrust upon him without his consent. Cannons, rifles, shard armor, legions, knight cities, and hive cities. Injections, grace, blood, evil, and ruinous gods... The world has forgotten a soul. A soul whose coming is unpredictable but sure like the mist. Karl has awoken, and what path will he leave behind? Would it be the same?... Like before? This is the story of the "Son of the fallen empire" or is it the living error? Or perhaps...The reaper!

In the ancient city of Aetheris, Kurogane Alaric discovers he's the heir to the Dreadlords Clan, masters of fear and darkness. As he grapples with newfound powers and a prophetic destiny, Kurogane navigates a hidden world of vampire politics and dark conspiracies, uncovering family secrets and confronting a rising darkness that threatens both human and vampire realms. FAST PACED

A Girl ran through a forest shrouded in a deep fog. She was a young swordsman with long blue hair flowing behind him as she moved. Above his hempen clothing, he wore light iron armor and an iron forehead protector. The sword in his right hand, though somewhat small, was sturdily made. Why she was running and who is she a great mystery just started.

This book is about the rise of a Beast-controlling Sect disciple. There are a thousand kinds of demonic beasts, all kinds of divine arts, countless worlds, and endless Great Dao. Here, you can see the Beast-controlling Sect disciples riding Western dragons and Behemoths. You can also see the sect disciples controlling Golden-armored Zombies, Flying Yakshas, and fighting Necromancers. One by one, the different worlds will gradually unveil their mysterious veil, revealing their enchanting appearance…

Everyone has their perceptions of Knights. The most common ones are found in storybooks. Shining armor, a gallant steed, glistening weapons, a coat of arms, exacting justice. Don’t make me laugh. It was all buttered up the way they wanted it to be, and I was just as foolish as to believe them until I saw. The atrocities they committed that went against the code of honor they swore upon. And because I saw, they came to me. The ones who wanted to fix this dastardly system with their hands and fix this rotten empire. And so I accept the realization that chivalry is dead. *This is not a LitRPG story! For all of you folks that like secret identities and masked protagonists, this is it! *No harems, no sex scenes, no power of friendship (or dues ex machine) *I do not own the cover art. All credit goes to the artist.

"Alright, listen up, you ungrateful peasant readers. Yeah, you, sitting there, thinking you know better than me about my story. Just because I threw in a little—just a little—plot armor, everyone loses their minds. Like, come on, you dumbshit! It's my novel. If I want my characters to survive an apocalypse by tripping over a conveniently placed banana peel, then so be it. Go ahead, call it lazy writing. Call it bullshit. But I know you love it. You can’t get enough of my endless, godlike creativity. And don’t you dare pretend otherwise." That was what I just typed in a fit of rage before pressing enter and sending it out as an announcement. They will rage, I knew. They will be infuriated, obviously. But I was living for that. However, then… this one weird comment pops up, it says, “Wanna change the storyline of billions of novels with your plot armor?” "Great, another joker." But whatever. I’m intrigued. So I click. And, holy hell, my computer screen goes haywire, flashing like a rave in a mental asylum. A shadowy figure appears, all mysterious and ominous, like it's ripped straight out of one of my more “experimental” chapters. And before I can blink, it says, “Welcome to the Plot Armor Agency. Your services are required. Your task: Rewrite reality.” Plot Armor Agency Server : https://discord.gg/bZJ5v6jA8B Also on RoyalRoad.

Rebellion has hit the great nation of Corvus, a rebellion whose aim is to overthrown the monarchy. Raven, leader of the CNAF's (Corvus National Air Force) most elite team, NESTS, is tasked to help stop the rebellion, only to met the man who change her entire life.

100000 years in the future, an age of spaceships and intergalactic empires rises. In the dark, endless void, unknown horrors await ready to vie for dominance of the universe. Waking up as a poor child, a man is reincarnated in the far future where he finds a universe filled with aliens, energy weapons, starships, power armor, as well as gods, magic, and rituals. Follow him as he becomes entangled with the various entities that dominate the void while he gains more power, and searches for a way back home. Inspired by Wh40k, starcraft, and lord of mysteries

"Gosh, you and your Divine-Level items, you are so cocky, yet you are still garbage amongst other garbage compared to me." I said, looking at my agonizing enemy. "Yo- You just got lucky!" He screamed. "AHAHAHAH," I finally had gone insane after all these years. "LUCKY? FUCKING LUCKY?! DID YOU EVEN LOOK AT WHAT ITEMS YOU HAD? THOR'S HAMMER, HERMES'S BOOTS, THE SWORD OF ARTEMIS, AND THE ARMOR FORGED BY HEPHAISTOS! WHILE I HA- No, you know what, forget it, you're better off dead." "UnLuck", VR Novel, Author: ZeroKip.

In a dark night a skinny male walks out of a house shaking with iron armor on and a long diamond sword he walked forward and began scavenging with a torch in his left hand his with people in black robes with crossbows in their hands and a banner with a weird symbol in it follow this man closely i watched intently as i reported it to a gang located in a warehouse.

In a world where weapons and armor no longer decided the outcome of war, a very few select people had the ability to manipulate Soul Energy; a very rare but powerful ability. The ability to manipulate Soul Energy was known as Soul Magic, an art practiced by Soul Magicians. One such Soul Magician was a young boy - Angelo. He was by no means special nor powerful, however, he had one thing that no one else had; He had passion, he wanted to explore the world he inhabited and find out the secrets left behind by the past. But one day, everything for Angelo had changed completely. The day he found out of his bloodline, and his relation to his father, Lucifer, the most powerful Soul Magician, and the most malevolent.

(A/N): Support me with your power stone for WPC 254 Author a simple man with a simple life suddenly died and was given a chance to be reincarnated into another world by one of the strongest Primordial Goddess governing said world, of course under the condition that he must protect said world from monster's called outers, with that in mind he was gifted a single cheat, a free weapon, knowledge on the outers and a one-time use to train in a scenario creation room as long as he wants, but little did he or the Goddess knew at the time, that after he comes out from that room his power would have far surpass the Goddess. P.s: The art is not mine all praise and rights goes to the artist

Alex Crowe, the boy who lost everything and cursed with the powers of undeath now seeks vengeance, and he has taken it. Will he find the light strong enough to repair his soul? or will he lose himself to the darkness of his hatred. His path will be paved with those who sought to control or remove his existence. With his back against the wall, the fearsome killer must fight with all his strength, skill and power if he is to forge his own fate.

I felt things other's didn't. I saw things too. I was the only one who did and I knew because of that I would one day stand above it all. I wasn't the strongest because of plot armor or something, or I had hard work and dedication on my side. No, I was the strongest because I knew what it was like to be weak. ...Actually I take that back, it was totally plot armor.