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Holy Hand Grenade

Holy Fist!

Bai Xiao descended, lifting his head to not only see the bizarre and magnificent world but also the professional modifier he had downloaded before crossing over. "Drain all experience from my sub-occupations, 'Biological Mecha Master', 'Mystic Explorer', 'Special Hypnotist', transforming it into one million potential points, all enhancing my main occupation, 'Fighter'!" "I... have obtained the golden ultimate occupation, 'God of Martial Combat'!" The largest urban agglomeration in the world, a night of torrential rain. On the ground, countless Killing Ghosts and Fighters fought to the death, while hordes of metal Mechas and Biological Armors exploded and self-destructed. Blood and flame intertwined, plunging everything into primordial violence and chaos. Atop a high tower, Bai Xiao stood silently amidst the rainy darkness, like a stiff and terrifying statue. His crimson eyes looked down below, restrained yet bloody, cold yet hiding madness. He leaped down with his trench coat wildly dancing. The God of Martial Combat descended upon the final battleground! A cold voice echoed across the city skyline. "Next, I will kill everyone present! If you have the ability, try to stop me..." A modern city of extravagant luxury, an era of entertainment and consumption supreme. Beneath seventy years of peaceful façade, lied another mad and bloody Inner World. Fighters, masters of their martial traditions, and Killing Ghosts, controlled by combat modes, engaged in a frightful, relentless slaughter. Metal Mechas with terrifying energy and Biological Armors extracted from monstrous cells commenced a brutal struggle between old and new technologies. In this era infested with machinery and altered by external entities, to proclaim the power unique to humans might be an unimaginable romance...
Gray tombstone · 248.1K Views

Das Syndrom des mittleren Kindes

_ _ _ _ MXFXF-Beziehung. Bitte lesen Sie den Hinweis. Bitte fügen Sie es dann der Sammlung hinzu und unterstützen Sie mich. Alle Rückmeldungen werden geschätzt Sie war nicht die Erbin, nicht die Älteste und auch nicht die Jüngste. Sie existierte einfach in der Familie, hielt den Kopf unten und ließ sich wegspülen, bis sie gehen konnte. "Ich habe versucht, mich abzugrenzen, ruhig zu bleiben und sogar meine Gedanken zu äußern. Aber ganz gleich, was ich tue, ich werde nie beachtet. Ist meine Existenz überhaupt von Bedeutung? Es ist ja nicht so, dass mich irgendjemand in dieser Familie überhaupt mag." Rika Goodwill war die Schande ihrer Familie. Als mittleres "Beta"-Kind eines prominenten Alpha-Omega-Paares geboren, war es nur natürlich, dass sie im Vergleich zu ihrem perfekten Alpha-Bruder und ihrer süßen Omega-Schwester vernachlässigt wurde. Ihre Situation außerhalb ihrer Familie war nicht besser. Die Leute mieden sie wegen ihrer Mafia-Familie und beurteilten ihre Art ohne zu zögern. Ihre einzigen Freunde waren das "Lieblingspaar des Jahrhunderts". Aber Rika war irgendwie zum dritten Rad am Wagen geworden, weil sie sich zankten und häufig trennten. Im Laufe ihres 17-jährigen Lebens hatte Rika gelernt, ihr Schicksal zu akzeptieren und weiterzumachen. Schließlich würde kein noch so großes Gejammer etwas daran ändern, dass sie das dritte Rad am Wagen war. Das Collage sollte ihr großer Durchbruch werden. Es sollte die Zeit sein, die Rika für sich selbst hatte, in der sie sich wie sie selbst fühlen konnte, also bewarb sie sich an einem Ort, an dem sie niemand kannte. Das sollte ihr Glücksfall sein! Rika sollte von ihrem sich verschlechternden Leben wegkommen. Aber weder ihre Familie noch ihre "Freunde" waren bereit, sie gehen zu lassen, und es dauerte nicht lange, bis ihr friedliches Leben ins Wanken geriet. ____________ Diese Geschichte wird sowohl ein heterosexuelles Pairing als auch Yuri haben und ist auch ein Omegaverse. Weibliche Alphas sind Futas. Wenn das nicht dein Ding ist, dann geh, bevor du eintrittst. Hinterlassen Sie viel Feedback für mich
Holy_mackrel · 15.9K Views

The Fate Of The World Is In My Hands, But All I Want To Do Is Eat!

'Kill monsters, eat meat' 'I mean, Kill monsters, save lives. Got it.' 'Tut, I could've sworn that the first one sounded better.' She wasn't a girl looking for freedom or self-righteous liberation by a hero, or whatever shit a girl who suffered for almost all her life would crave. -the shit of a life she was living was horrible, but it was bearable, and so she got used to it. Rather, instead of freedom, what this little missy wanted was money. Lots and lots of them so she never has to worry about the next day. Money - bountiful enough that when she has to spend, she doesn't need to look back or calculate her assets to see how much she has left. Money - bountiful enough to get all the fried chicken she could ever dream of. Yeah, you heard it, fried chicken. For those who did not have money to spare leisurely, getting fried chicken was like a pipe dream to them and she had been one of those unfortunate souls. A comfortable roof above her head and no worries as to when she would get ordered around to steal. No worries about when she would get her next meal-- That was her liberation. And she got it. Just that, she got it most absurdly. Awakened! Those were the people ruling the world, alongside beastly and deadly monsters who threatened the safety of average human beings. And those awakened call the shots. Alice never dreamed she would one day be awakened, and compared to others with their game-like system displaying their attributes and strength; she had a full-grown man whom only she could hear, watching her back at every turn and telling her what to do. He was kinda a pain in the ass but she couldn't complain. It was this gift he had bestowed on her that made her the most powerful Awakened there was with stats that even S-class awakeneds couldn't compare to. She was the boss, now. Mwa-hahahahaha. But life didn't go as easy and leisurely as she planned. With great power comes great responsibility, right? Well, in her case with great power comes great hunger. She couldn't go a moment without getting hungry and her stomach had become a bottomless pit. And to get food, she needed money, and to get money, she had to hunt monsters. The monsters plagued humanity, causing catastrophes and taking lives mercilessly. Those monsters, as scary as they may be, were her target and she had to face them head-on. The bigger the monsters the more money she would gain. Yeah, that was the plan, but... This guy acting as her system seemed to have other plans, putting her at the forefront of 'justice' and having her clean the mess he somewhat created. 'Ugh, I can already sense a shadow of foreboding. Someone, please tell me I'm not acting the main character role. I just want to eat, okay?'
Author_fredah · 301.5K Views

Three Realms; Single Handed.

*Synopsis* Shanghan is a vibrant kingdom where everyone worships their crown prince Song An. Song An was a youthful, attractive man when he was younger, but after his parents passed away unexpectedly, he had to deal with a lot of hardships and was given the task of leading the nation. Many other domains keep a watch on that country because the head of state was not a mature man. After Song An assumes the throne of Shanghan, what would have had happen that makes him despise the entire world and all those peoples? What might have occurred during those two years that turned a good soul into a devil's soul? *Two years later* "If you go now, don't come for me again. Your efforts will be in futile, so why hurt people over something trivial? " A man's voice came in a sigh. "Minor issue? It may mean nothing to you, but to me, it means everything." A laughing voice with a menacing tone and a gloomy vibe emerged. "How can you possibly believe that you can defeat the three realms by yourself, my lord? Both your life and the lives of those closest to you who genuinely support you on your path will be at stake. "After a while, Song An broke the unusual stillness with a somber and reflective tone, saying, "Uncle Su, I already told you to not call me 'my lord' anymore. Even though I am now a nobody, I still want to attempt my risky path because I can't do anything that will make me regret it. I will now make everyone who had interfered with my joyful life regret ever entering this world". Uncle Su looked out the window with a sigh on his face.
ZXZ · 62 Views

Master's rebirth in the Apocalypse

Since his creation, Camelia has been tasked with keeping an eye on the 'Seeds of Apocalypse.' These people could one day become the end of the world, and the only one with the power to stop them is Camelia, the Saint's creation. That was how Camelia became the teacher of these 'Seeds' Generation after Generation until he finally met his end at the hands of the Council that wanted to use these 'Seeds' for their good. But Camelia did not mind it. And why would he? After all, he had finally found peace after living for centuries. He was finally free. Little did he know that his death would leave such a big impact on his students. But peace was never an option for Camelia because after dying a gruesome death, he found himself opening his eyes once more. But this time, he was in the body of someone he had never met and living a life he had never met. Moreover, he was no longer a male but a powerless human female. He...no, she woke up in a time where a few centuries had passed, the world had changed into a place where Dungeons and powers were no longer a well-guarded secret, and the 'seeds of the Apocalypse.' she had tried to keep under control had already become the leaders of this world. At such a time, what was Camelia to do? The answer was simple—pretend she did not know anything and finally live a carefree life. Unfortunately, not everyone seemed as on board with her idea as she was. Especially not her familiar-looking man who called himself her fiance. She needed to discover why this man felt familiar, had the power of the Apocalypse inside him, and was so obsessed with Camelia. __________ Note: There will be a lot of sex, and the relationship will be a little Dom/Sub kind
Holy_mackrel · 88.2K Views

Empire of Butuan

Alexis Francisco age 25, was your not-so-normal College Student at Mindanao State University, on the island of Mindanao, Philippines. Born and raised in a family of prestige and wealth in the City of Butuan, whose lineage traces back to the pre-colonial Philippines, values, martial arts, and traditions of the old are deeply rooted in his mind. Despite this, his love for politics, history, and languages, made him so promising that his family started to train him to be the next successor of their family’s wealth. Devoid of greed and lust, made him just the perfect candidate to do so. But jealousy is the bane of the human race, you never know when to stop and who should not be touched. Relatives full of greed and insecurities started plotting his death, thinking they were much more suitable than him. And just like that, the promising heir of the oldest family in the Philippines is now dead in the alley outside of his school. Brutally shot in the head five times making him look like an amalgamation. But the heavens favoured its chosen sons, given a chance to be reincarnated in a universe quite similar like his, choosing to accept, his adventure starts. Reincarnated as a newborn heir of the Rajahnate of Butuan. Saigu Alexie of House Shaja. Arm with his knowledge and capacity as a modern man, let us join him in his journey as Heir to the throne of the Rajahnate of Butuan. Notice: This novel is not intended to insult or degrade any culture, race, ethnicity, or religion. If ever you are offended because of this novel, I would like to apologize in advance. Also, English isn't my first language so please bear with the repetitive words, grammatical error, and wrong usage of filler words, and many more. Hope you understand GENRES: Low-Fantasy, Alternate Universe, History, Racism, Kingdom Building, Romance, Wars, Low-History, Non-Harem, Monarchy, & Religion --------------------------------------------------------- Hi everyone. I am Holy_Slayer, a newbie writer based in the Philippines. This novel is inspired by my hometown’s history and my love for monarchy. I would like to apologise in advance as this novel might be offensive to some readers who are too nationalistic. If you ever wanted to read this, be open-minded and forget your lesson in our history as this novel will not be touching 100% in history despite having a ‘history’ as one of its genres, but I am trying to incorporate some historical events and people in my story. NOTE: The Rajahnate of Butuan is a real kingdom that existed in 988. For discord server: https://discord.com/invite/KMmszZ3Crv
Holy_Slayer · 375.8K Views

RISE OF THE HOLY DEMONIC GOD

In a sprawling urban landscape intertwined with a hidden universe of mysticism, Rey emerges as an unlikely hero with an unyielding determination to safeguard his family and cherished ones from the shadows that haunt their world. Faced with the daunting task of mastering newfound strength, Rey embarks on a journey of self-discovery and transcendence, spurred by the enigmatic allure of a relic that promises ascension to the realm of gods. As Rey navigates the complexities of this intricate universe, he encounters an eclectic array of allies and adversaries, each wielding their own fragment of power drawn from the mystic tapestry that binds their reality. Amidst the chaos of urban life, Rey unearths the secrets of ancient lore and uncovers the existence of the revered God Relic, a fabled artifact said to grant unparalleled power and the keys to ascend to divine heights. With every revelation, Rey's resolve is tested as he grapples with the tantalizing temptation of godhood and the profound responsibility it entails. As he delves deeper into the mysteries of the universe, Rey must confront his inner conflicts and navigate the treacherous path between light and darkness, all while contending with forces that seek to exploit the relic's power for their own nefarious ends. In a world where the boundaries between mortal and divine blur, Rey finds himself at the epicenter of a cosmic struggle that will determine the fate of all existence. Will he succumb to the seductive allure of godhood, forsaking his humanity in the process, or will he rise above the chaos and forge a new destiny grounded in the strength of his convictions? "RISE OF THE HOLY DEMONIC GOD" is a spellbinding urban fantasy epic that explores the timeless themes of power, sacrifice, and the eternal quest for enlightenment. Join Rey on his daring odyssey as he navigates the perilous depths of the universe, fueled by an unwavering determination to protect those he loves and unlock the mysteries of existence in a world where the line between mortal and divine is blurred. ___________________________________________________________________ This novel has many more tag like World building, Transmigration and romance, superpowers and more so just read it and enjoy. There may be some grammar mistake in this as I am a newbie so, please cooperate and read it.
Nemesis_0001 · 46.4K Views

The Codemaster's Odyssey

Arjun had just graduated from high school and today was his first day at college. Despite his introverted nature, Arjun had always excelled at programming. It was a language he understood better than any spoken word, a world where he felt in control. "Arjun, breakfast is ready!" his mother called from the kitchen. He grabbed his backpack, double-checking his supplies, and headed downstairs. His parents had always been supportive, understanding his quiet nature and encouraging his passion for technology. As he sat down to eat, a wave of dizziness hit him. The room spun, and he clutched the edge of the table. His vision blurred, and he felt a strange sensation, as if his very being was being pulled away from reality. The darkness engulfed him. The last thing he heard was his mother's panicked voice calling his name. When Arjun opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a grassy field under a strange sky. The colors were more vibrant, the air tinged with unfamiliar scents. He sat up slowly, trying to make sense of his surroundings. People were scattered around, some unconscious, others just waking up. Panic and confusion filled the air. As he looked closer, he noticed that these weren't just humans—there were beings of various races, some humanoid, others entirely alien. "What is this place?" he muttered to himself. A soft chime echoed in his mind, and a translucent screen appeared before him. It looked like a game interface, displaying his name and a brief description: Name: Arjun Sharma Class: Support Ability: Code Manipulation Arjun blinked in surprise. He had read enough fantasy novels and played enough games to recognize a system interface, but experiencing it in real life was surreal. As he explored further, he learned that everyone here had a similar interface, each with unique abilities. Some had combat skills, others had magical talents, and a few, like him, had support abilities. The world they had transmigrated to was teeming with dangerous beasts, some less threatening, others incredibly deadly. Despite the chaos, Arjun felt a strange sense of calm. His ability, though non-combatant, was still unique. He could manipulate codes within the system, potentially altering or enhancing abilities and objects. However, this also meant he was seen as less valuable in direct confrontations. Groups quickly formed among the survivors, prioritizing those with combat abilities. Arjun found himself alone, struggling to find anyone who would accept him. Determined to survive, he began to explore the surroundings, seeking resources and learning about this new world. His programming skills, though seemingly useless at first, began to find application in unexpected ways. He could tweak the system interface, optimize resource management, and even alter the properties of items he found. But survival was not easy. The world was fraught with peril, and Arjun soon realized he would have to rely on his wits and creativity to navigate this treacherous land.
GHOST_HAND · 17.8K Views
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