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The Omniversal Vagrant

Li Wei,who once reached the peak of existence—that incomprehensible threshold where thought and the void merge, and universal laws dissolve into truth itself—has returned to the past. In this return, he lost control of his vast laws and powers, becoming trapped in a mortal body. He retains memories of his previous life, but these are only intangible fragments, impossible to fully control or use while his fragile mortal existence confines him. Unable to override this world's rules, his destiny is tied to it, forcing him to be just another person in its intricate web. Awakening as a simple vagabond in a ruthless and cruel Murim, where ancient clans like the Righteous Sect factions, the Murim families, and the fearsome Demonic League vie for control, Li Wei must climb from scratch. His only hope lies in two unusual artifacts: the enigmatic Mirror of Truth, which not only reveals weaknesses and allows him to modify or create martial techniques at a brutal cost in energy and treasures, but also offers a glimpse into cosmic truths; and the System of Ascension, a separate entity that rewards him for defeating or subjugating powerful individuals, and grants access to a hidden shop with Murim lineages and treasures at astronomical prices. With these treasures, Li Wei must be astute, accumulating resources and overcoming difficult battles, always vigilant not to be exposed while devising complex plans to ascend. But this Murim is not what it seems. Beneath the veil of known factions, a clandestine group of Divine-Level Murim Overlords—forgotten legends, both men and women—secretly manipulates the world. It is a modified realm, perhaps a creation or an experiment of an unknown god. However, for Li Wei, the true terror lies in the chilling suspicion his sealed memories hint at: this world, like many others, might be nothing more than an illusion. His obsession with true reality drives him beyond the Murim. He knows there are ancient immortal worlds and magical universes, some based on Earth's novels and parallel universes created by common human minds, sometimes others products of the fantasy of unknown gods residing beyond comprehension. But the search for truth is not merely a goal of power or longevity; at that level of strength, years of life or power no longer matter. It is a search for a truth that feeds his being, a truth that isn't controlled. Li Wei yearns for a reality where there is no external control or hidden influences, a place where his existence, however insignificant it may seem, is genuine. A truly real universe where only truth matters. This desire compels him to face the unknown, willing to die or press on. He seeks access to universes that are not novels or known parallels, to true worlds where no gift or conspiracy exists, only raw survival without luck or predetermined limits. There, the power of the Mirror and the System might become useless. Li Wei is willing to fall into the nirvana of death or to follow that faint ray of hope guiding him towards a real universe, where the only law is the struggle for supremacy and survival, increasing the danger that he might not survive, nor will any of his powers function at all.
ruben_boneth · 3.2K Views

"Ashes of Crestfall: The Rise of Aaron San Agustin"

Aaron San Agustin was never meant to be noticed. Born in the rural city of Crestfall, where secrets weigh heavier than the soil, he grew up under the shadow of poverty, fractured loyalties, and a family bound by silence. Burdened by the emotional wreckage of a complicated upbringing, Aaron made a quiet decision: to walk away from his past and build a life of quiet endurance in Velmont City—a place that promised opportunity, but offered only relentless struggle. By day, he worked tirelessly to make ends meet, sending money back home to his aunt, Coleen, who kept what little remained of his family afloat. By night, he fought the quiet war of loneliness, rejection, and humiliation—particularly from Elena Layne Fonte’s affluent family, who saw him as nothing more than a poor farm boy clinging to their daughter’s light. But through it all, Elena believed in him. Where others saw nothing, she saw purpose. Her love became his only sanctuary. Then, fate intervened. In a moment of distracted frustration, Aaron mistakenly invested $10,000—nearly all he had—into an obscure digital currency on his outdated smartphone. Ridiculed for his recklessness, he braced for collapse. But the currency was BITX, and within years, its meteoric rise transformed him from invisible to invaluable. Not only did Aaron become one of its largest shareholders, but he was also selected—by means unknown—to receive the Black Diamond Card: a mysterious, elite pass granting him unlimited access to networks of influence, power, and wealth few could imagine. With quiet precision and the same humility that once made him forgettable, Aaron began to reshape his life—and the world around him. But power brings new shadows, and not everyone welcomes his rise. Old secrets from Crestfall stir, dangerous eyes begin to watch, and the quiet farm boy no one believed in becomes a force that neither the elite nor the corrupt can ignore. From forgotten to formidable, Aaron San Agustin is a story of quiet rebellion, impossible odds, and the uncanny twist of destiny that turns broken beginnings into legacies.
vagabond_love1999 · 10.3K Views

Rise of the Hidden Queen

“You want to marry me?" Luna raised her brows looking straight into the bottomless ocean blue eyes of the world-renowned bachelor sitting in front of her. He wanted to marry her? An ordinary abandoned kid who was still in school? With a single word from him, women of all sizes and backgrounds would be ready to marry him yet he wanted her? That was interesting~ Aiden saw the tiny glint of tease in her eyes despite the serious and confused words she seemed to let out. "It's a marriage of mutual benefit." Luna quietly nodded her head at his words. Indeed. It was a marriage that would benefit both of them. She needed his support at the moment to get avoid trouble and get higher while he needed her to... sleep. Since the first time he met her, he had developed severe insomnia and his disgust towards other people and germs intensified! Before he could just avoid people and be done with it not that he was bothered about getting close to people but now he couldn't even sleep for 2-3 days in a row! "I can marry you Mr. Lee, but..." Luna put a hand on the cup of tea in front of her. She slid her fingers around the rim of the cup while her body leaned towards the table, seemingly getting closer to the man. "will you be okay marrying me? We all want a pleasurable sex life in this arrangement, yes?" Aiden saw the glint in her eyes and the tease that came along with it. Her tastes were very... unique. Though he couldn't say if he disliked it or not at the very least he seemed okay doing it with her? Through gritted teeth and slightly pink ears, Aiden spit out his words. "Let's have a pleasant marriage, Ms. Grey." Luna let out a bright smile. "Of course, Mr. Lee." 'Oh, it will be a very pleasant marriage~' When Aiden read those unspoken words that seemed to be attacking him through her bright eyes, he fell silent. 'What the f*ck have I gotten myself into?' * * * WARNING!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT THAT MAY BE DISTURBING OR TRAUMATIZING TO SOME AUDIENCES. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! * * * This is my first book and it's written for a contest but I hope everyone enjoys reading it. Please share your thoughts with me and enjoy the book! Discord: Join discord server to discuss about the story, characters, possible side stories, hardcover prints, stretched goals, Covers, Character arts and more! https://discord.gg/sqsfx7VH -Spring Blossoms
Spring_Blossoms · 396.5K 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 · 9.3K Views

HOW ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST HELP ME TO RECOVER MY STOLEN BITCOIN

The aroma of mangos and gasoline still festers. I'm zigging and zagging down Bali's mad streets on a rented bike, my existence and crypto riches secure in the back of a backpack. And then? Spinning on the sidewalk, dodging airborne papayas, and a helpless victim as a thief swiped my sack from my shoulder in the mess. Inside: $310,000 in Bitcoin, ten years of digital vagabond work, and the socks I preferred. Local officials yawned, sipping sugary tea beside a whirring ceiling fan. "Suku banyak cryptonym?" they complained, inviting me to submit a report after nap time.  My crypto fortune was evaporating faster than an Indian sandcastle swept by monsoon rains. WhatsApp info:+12723  328 343 Enter ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST, recommended by a seasoned highway veteran on a forum thread captioned "When Your Life Gets Pirated (Literally)." Desperation compelled me to cling to hope like a guest on a broken-down scooter. Their support team didn't even raise an eyebrow at my incoherent rantings. They asked for timestamps, transaction hashes, and whatever bit of metadata Website info: http s:// adware recovery specialist. com  today's detectives use magnifying glasses instead. As it turned out, my thief was no genius. He'd tried to wash my Bitcoin through a chain of offshore exchanges, creating a digital trail of breadcrumbs. ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST engineers married blockchain forensics with GPS data from my stolen equipment, following his footsteps like a high-stakes treasure hunt. They tracked him to a cybercafe in Jakarta, where he'd fought with mixers and privacy coins, blissfully unaware that each click was being duplicated. Email info: Adware recovery specialist (@) auctioneer. net  Eleven days later, I received a screenshot: my wallet balance, refilled. No fanfare, no triumphalism, but instead a modest "Your funds are safe. I slumped into a beanbag at a Ubud coworking facility, crying and laughing in half steps, while digital nomads gave me a side-eye over their cold brews. My Bitcoin was restored. My dignity? Still missing, thanks to a viral video of me face-planting into a durian stand. Telegram info: ht tp s:// t.me/ adware recovery specialist1  ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST  did not outsmart a thief, but they unveiled the fragility of our virtual world. Technical sorcery coupled with sheer determination converted a dismal nightmare into a rags-to-riches tale one in which the villain is sent a blockchain paper trail and the hero wears a headset instead of a cape. Today, my backpack holds a decoy wallet and an AirTag surgically attached to my ledger. I’ll never ride a motorbike in flip-flops again, but I’ll always travel with the ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST contact saved in triplicate. They’re the antidote to a world where crypto can vanish faster than a beach sunset, and where fruit vendors double as viral content creators. If your crypto ever goes rogue, skip the panic. Call the ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST . Just maybe avoid Bali’s fruit stands while you’re at it.
Donny_Xiong · 674 Views

The Luna's come back

BLURB Being sent back in time and given the chance to ensure the survival of the Empire from total destruction, as well as to ensure that those she held dear to her would escape the tight clutches of death, Alyssa Velcro seek the help of the infamous 3rd Alpha Prince of the Venus Empire – but the Duke of the North only agreed to go along with her plan in usurping the title of heir from his brother, the 1st Prince, if she became his wife. Alyssa accepted and this threw her usually bleak life into one of constant trouble and assassination. But Alyssa was determined to persist against all odds in order to see the survival of her family CHARACTERRIZATION ALYSSA VELCRO: The protagonist and the heir of the Velcro Pack. Due to her being underage, her uncle was the one in charge of the family affairs whilst she focused on her schooling – so since then, her uncle was the pseudo-head of the Pack and the fact that he was an Alpha made things easier on his end. However, she was a naive child who had depended on her uncle and it led to hers and her brother’s demise. She had once been engaged to the first Prince of the Vincent Pack, the heir of the Empire, and that put her in direct conflict. She’s a nice and kind person who always looked at the future possibilities of even the worst individual changing, which was why she ignored the rumours that her betrothed had been cheating on her with various women. She held a fierce love for her brother and it was partly because of him and what he’d stand to gain as the in-law of the future Emperor. When she was sent back after being executed, it took her a while to find the best solutions as to prevent the total annihilation of her already declining Pack. She decided to become the 3rd Prince’s betrothed and she used everything in her power to ensure his rise to power. LUCIEN VINCENT: The 3rd Prince and the Duke of the North and the son of the Emperor and his 2nd Consort from the North. He had the reputation of being a vagabond and a ruthless killer. He was a trained warrior and he excelled in everything than his older brothers. He was seen as a competition of the 1st Prince and fractions were created before he became of age. In order to prevent his untimely demise, his uncle, Duke Adam Cole of the North petitioned to have him housed in the North with him. He became his uncle’s heir and when his uncle passed away when he was 16 years old, he became the Duke and a great one. His actions only made his fraction stronger. He’s a cold and calculating Alpha who hides his malice and true intention behind a smile. ALAN VELCRO: Alyssa’s beloved twin brother. Like his sister, he’s a soft hearted person and he disliked conflict – but even at that he was extremely smart and it was also due to his high intelligence that he became the Emperor’s advisor. LUTHER VINCENT: The 1st Prince and the Alpha Alyssa was meant to marry. He’s an arrogant and self centered individual and a total whore. Like Lucien, he inherited the royal looks and was extremely handsome. It was he who brought the empire to its ruin due to his arrogance and inability to rule. KINGSBURY VELCRO: Alyssa and Alan’s uncle. He’s known as a kind and gentle man, always supportive of his niece and nephew, but behind his smile is a dangerous man who has been collaborating with the enemy empire to see the downfall of the empire. He’s a cunning and manipulative individual who had no qualms of killing anyone who stood in his way of his objective, even his direct family.
Chidera_Confidence_4323 · 131.4K Views

Infinite Flow: ML… Where TF are You?! [BL]

AUTHOR NOTE 14.05.2024: Hello all! Sorry for the long wait, I wrote myself into a literal corner and realised I have to retcon a few things in arc 4 before I can move on with the story. Will try to get this fixed in the soonest! Really sorry for the wait TT o TT **** Infinite/Unlimited Flow horror BL novel Might be a parody. And MC might be a villain.... 1v1 Introducing: A suicidal and bored MC and… wait, where the f&?! is the ML?! *** Lam Thanh Van believes it’s about time someone ended his miserable life. But being an immortal has hindered his path to Hell. Scratch that, Hell is off limits with the terrifying speed his body stitches itself back together, no matter how much someone might hack him to pieces. With such a long and torturous life of trying to finish himself and failing miserably, he imagines that his death would be grand, like slaying a dragon - or a very persistent cockroach. Now, the only problem was finding a hero worthy of such a cause. *** [The last player has arrived. Players, prepare for briefing.] [Welcome to the annual 2023rd survival championship.] The grand doors to the dome slowly pulled close, drawing everyone’s gazes over to the lone figure standing by himself, like a rabbit frozen in the headlights. In front of the sea of players, fawn eyes dilated with fright. Fresh tears still clung to the lashes that framed the eyes so green they reminded the people of ocean waves crashing to the white sandy shore. Long limbs were clad in a simple T-shirt with a pair of washed-out jeans hugging his slim waist. Messy lavender hair and snow-white skin tinted with faint pink seemed ethereal in the scene. Like a magnolia tree growing in the desert… or a white lotus sprouting from a pile of bullshit. One brave individual broke away from the herd, cold eyes set on the last player. ”Stay with us if you want to live.” Lam Thanh Van raised his gaze up to the looming man, green eyes drenched with tears, his lips trembling as he could only muster a nod. [All players, scenario one will commence now. Good luck and try not to die.] —— When nothing is as it seems - who can you trust? ML: Not the author, that’s for sure. The synopsis is just one huge clickbait- *Author smacks this insolent child with a hardcover edition of the Bible*: Quiet, you! Or I won’t let you appear even after the halfway mark! MC: … You evil bish!! —- T/W: This is mature content. A sprinkle of horror, a teaspoon of gore, topped with a handful of clownery. Some papapa is added as a garnish at the end. Consume at your own digression. A/N: This is an original work by LinShui. The cover is not mine, as I have negative skills in any illustrative art. Will commission for a cover when I’m no longer a broke bish. Do let me know if this is your art and you want to take it down, thanks! #unrequitedlove
LinShui · 223.3K Views
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