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This is a game of deities. This is a fallen world. This is an endless voyage. Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope. "I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. He points a single finger toward the distant stars. Boom! A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

Xie Cheng was very happy to receive Xia Han's love letter. He hoped that from now on, their love would be made public. However, there was something he could not have expected, Xia Han had "relations" with another man right in front of him. Xie Cheng felt extremely disappointed and depressed. After uttering the words "Humans are so hateful", Xie Cheng fainted. And when he woke up, he realized that he was in a city without humans, only evil demons in human form. This place was called the cursed world. He had to find a way to fight to survive and overcome the terrifying obstacles in life in this demonic world. There he met Liu Yu, a strange fate. Together with him, he faced the "truths" and found a way to escape the curse of karma.

“I’ll give you information and service equal to what you can pay.” The young shopkeeper’s dark eyes gleam as he watches the visitor, a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips. In a hidden corner of the empire’s bustling capital stands a magical shop brimming with wonders. But behind the shelves of enchanted items is a shopkeeper with no memory of his past, drawn into a maze of lost memories, forbidden magic, and dangerous secrets. Now, he must decide if discovering the truth is worth risking everything—or if some secrets are safer left forgotten.

Between the howls and wails, the screams and cries of women being raped, and the villagers being eaten and butchered like cattle, there was a middle-aged man who was desperately running away while yelling his lungs out. ''Why.... WHY!!! YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKERS!!!'' His clothes were in tatters and marred in blood, with his body being barely able to function. His state was simply beyond recognition. As for where he was running to... It didn't matter... He just wanted to flee the hellish scene that was unfolding behind him. His remote village, the one he had lived in his entire life, was now a fiery beacon illuminating the night. ''Whyyyyy areeeeeee youuuuuuuuuu runninnnnnnnnnnng awwaaayyyy froooooom usssssssss?'' Terrifying low growls and voices could be perceived behind him, and every time he heard them, his body released adrenaline to try to override its limits, but to no avail as his injuries were just too severe. The humanoid creatures pursuing him were like shadows, barely distinguishable through the cover of the night. Their eyes, akin to black holes, were fixed on their prey as it struggled for its pathetic life. Their faint and sinister giggles kept reverberating through the darkness... *** As blood rushed up his throat and leaked at the corners of his mouth, his sinister appearance aggravated to where he resembled a devil. During his maniacal laugh, his punctured lungs had finally given out, causing his whole body to collapse on the ground and dyeing it a scarlet shade. His mind went blank, while his consciousness left his battered body. *** After what appeared to be a few minutes, he suddenly woke up. He was startled at first, but he soon realized that he had indeed died. Everything around him was black, without an ounce of life in sight. He was basically a spirit floating in the absolute void. ''So this is what happens when you die... You just drift in darkness... That's actually underwhelming. I wonder if I'll just fade away'' When Derrick's thoughts started to drift, a prompt appeared in front of him. [Welcome to System Nemesis, Derrick Tarlin] [Would you like to seek revenge? Yes/No]

In the mystical realm of Eryndor, where magic is the lifeblood of society, young Luth Hxavion, a scion of the prestigious Hxavion noble house, grapples with a debilitating condition known as Mana Invocation Disorder. This rare ailment prevents him from casting spells, rendering him an outcast in a world where magical prowess is revered above all. Despite his deep understanding of magic theory, Luth’s condition leaves him powerless, constantly overshadowed by his peers and the expectations of his lineage. One fateful day, while rummaging through the forgotten remnants of his family’s library, Luth stumbles upon an old, tarnished magic pen. At first glance, it appears to be a faulty relic of no significance. But as he grips the pen, he feels a faint, unfamiliar tingle—a spark of mana. Desperate to harness any semblance of power, Luth begins to experiment with the pen, tracing intricate patterns and symbols with his mana. To his astonishment, these symbols, though foreign and mysterious, manifest as spells. Unlike traditional magic, these symbols hold a raw, unrefined power, capable of feats beyond ordinary spellcasting. With each stroke, Luth pioneers a new form of magic, creating what he dubs "Runes." These arcane symbols become his lifeline, a way to channel his mana and assert his place in the world. As Luth delves deeper into the secrets of rune magic, he uncovers ancient prophecies hinting at a time before magic was formalized, when primordial forces shaped the world. His discovery of rune magic, it seems, is no accident. Luth's journey is intertwined with a greater destiny: to bring balance to Eryndor and restore a lost age of magic.

As the last of the mist was expelled from her lips the man holding onto her stiffened further. He could only watch on helplessly as her silver eyes that used to glower at him with disdain slowly dim. His hands quiver out of despair and helplessness. "Wang Lan Biyu, keep your eyes on me. Do not fade away yet, do you hear me? I don't permit you to die!" The woman's pale face splashed with bits of blood rose into a weak disdainful smile. "You-*gasp..still want *gasp to act better than me..in the end*cough-" His eyes redden as another splash of red covers her pale lips. "Lan Biyu..." "-Chuanli*cough my guqin from master,...you hold onto it for me...ok?" Her last sentence was a faint weak whisper before her eyes flutter close shaking his heart and rattling his mind. "Lan Biyu!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Please be civilized and don't steal my cover as your own.

"I wished them immortality but my thirst for redemption caused them suffering, I gave them eternity yet brought the end of the world" Ethan mumbled as he dragged himself from the ruins of the Golden throne. "You should understand me, human, what I wanted, was eternal happiness...yet I received torments from my own wish" "You call me a human, aren't you the same?" Replied a faint voice. Ethan laughed in response before saying " Human? I am beyond humanity, I am..." _____ The world was no longer what it once used to be. A thousand years after the birth of Nexulytes, people who were able to wield Nexus energy and awakened miraculous talents with unimaginable abilities, the earth had fallen to the brink of near extinction with just less than twenty percent of its population left. The Dreamscape, also known as the reflection of the real world, was a space that was shockingly similar to the real world and copied every small detail of the real world. Their only difference was that the Dreamscape was not a place where humans could move about easily as even the strongest Nexulyte could die without knowing how. Years after the appearance of the dreamscape and multiple gateways spammed all across earth, giving the horrors of the dreamscape access to the real world; they unleashed chaos and a hundred years of bloody battle were the consequences of humanity's late response. In a world where those with talents were worshiped and respected, a boy who hated Nexulytes and wished all of them could die ended up becoming one himself. Not only did he become what he hated, but he awakened a talent that he had never heard of or known about. How was he supposed to survive the fusion with a seemingly useless talent or was he ever going to find out the secret of his talent and the birth of the dreamscape?

Gideon Farrow Huxley, a lonely and reclusive man in Birmingham, has spent years drifting in the darkness of isolation. Desperate for connection, he finds a twisted solace in killing, each act a temporary reprieve from his empty existence. But when he meets a compassionate stranger who sees beyond his cold exterior, Gideon glimpses a life beyond the shadows. Just as he begins to hope for something more, she slips away, leaving him haunted by the faint warmth she left behind—a reminder of the love that nearly saved him.

In "Legacy of the Lost Age," an ancient god-king awakens from centuries of slumber, finding himself stripped of divine power and cast into a mortal body. The world he once ruled is unrecognizable, his once-glorious empire now lost to myth and legend. Where he once walked as a being of light, revered and feared, his name and legacy have been twisted into tales of ruin and curses. Villagers whisper of "Lost Ones," ancient beings of immense power who vanished from history, leaving behind relics that are now regarded as forbidden and dangerous. Confused yet resolute, the fallen god-king embarks on a journey to reclaim his forgotten legacy. Guided by faint echoes of his former self, he discovers remnants of his past scattered across the land—old shrines, enchanted artifacts, and places of power that have faded into obscurity. Along the way, he encounters Nia, a young girl drawn to the mysteries of the old world. Through her eyes, he begins to understand how fear and reverence have morphed his legacy into a warning tale, casting shadows over his once-respected rule. But his journey is fraught with danger. Ancient forces lurk in the darkness, entities that have grown powerful in his absence, corrupting the very essence of his world. To restore his power, he must face formidable foes and unlock secrets long buried, risking the wrath of those who would prefer the past remain forgotten. As he reclaims each piece of his former strength, the god-king must confront a critical choice: will he rebuild his empire as the god he once was, or reshape his legacy to protect the people who fear him? The path he walks could either restore the world to its former glory—or plunge it further into darkness.

Ever pondered what chaos would ensue if Guts from Berserk stumbled into a "Slice of Life" anime? Or if Solo Leveling unfolded in a medieval landscape, complete with knights and courtly intrigue? How about the most divine irony: God reincarnated as a lowly slave? Welcome to a novel born from the depths of my most twisted and outrageous imaginings. It's a journey that spares no punches and offers little comfort to the faint-hearted or easily offended. But hey, if you're here for the ride, buckle up. To set expectations: I am not the literary offspring of J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter) or Arthur Conan Doyle (Sherlock Holmes). This tale may be somewhat unrefined, sprinkled with typos and moments of grammatical rebellion. Yet, what it lacks in polished finesse, it delivers in unrestrained absurdity and wild, unpredictable fun.

{Warning: Explicit Sexual Content, Harem, Dark Themes, and Ruthless Protagonist} Betrayed by those closest to him, Voldrak—the most formidable Outer Immortal—has fallen from grace, cast down to the desolate Base Realm. Now stripped of his power, freedom, and wealth, he awakens as a slave in a harsh world where only the strong survive. Reduced to a shadow of his former self, he is left with two remnants of his past: a faint trace of dark energy and a cursed Dual-Cultivation System he despises. Faced with a grim fate, Voldrak is forced to wield the forbidden power he loathes. Staring at the first notification from the system and the woman at his feet, he makes a chilling decision. “I will use you,” he growls, expecting resistance. But the woman, driven by her own desire for power, meets his gaze with equal resolve. “Then use me,” she whispers, eager for any chance to seek her own revenge. With vengeance as his guide, Voldrak begins a dark, perilous journey to reclaim his place in the Immortal Realm. …until one of his wives falls in a brutal battle, and Voldrak realizes the bitter truth: the cursed system wasn’t aiding him—but simply waiting to take control of his body. Enraged, he sacrifices his closest allies, shattering the chains of the cursed system. In doing so, he uncovers the truth of his erased memories and his hidden identity: the Supreme Ruler of the Superior Immortals, betrayed and cast aside in a cruel conspiracy. Reborn in blood and fury, Voldrak makes a pact with a demonic entity, sacrificing his mortal body for a chance at true rebirth. With his soul blackened beyond repair, he sets out on a new path, one paved in blood, vengeance, and unrelenting conquest. [Minion Subjugation System Activated] [Stella—Sixth Rank Soldier Defeated. Choose Action: Absorb Her Power, Convert Her to a Minion, or Add Her to Your Harem.] With each victory, his power grows, as he conquers new and brazen enemies. The three Superior Immortals, fearing his resurgence, scramble to halt his ascent.

In a realm where cultivators wield weapons bound to powerful spirits, Kai, a humble blacksmith from the outskirts, lives in the shadow of legendary warriors and their spirit-forged arms. While most dream of battles and glory, Kai finds peace in the solitude of his forge—until one fateful night when he discovers an ancient, shattered weapon bearing a faint pulse of life. As he repairs the broken blade, he awakens an ethereal spirit long forgotten, binding him to a power beyond any he could have imagined: the power to craft weapons infused not only with strength but with souls. With each weapon Kai repairs or creates, he begins to unlock secrets hidden within the world’s ancient armories—spirits with voices, memories, and desires. The crafted spirits share a consciousness that reveals the suffering of countless beings sacrificed to forge power. Bound by this newfound connection, Kai realizes his creations wield more than just strength—they hold the essence of those lost in the name of power. As word of his unique talent spreads, Kai becomes a target for ruthless factions who seek to harness his skills, demanding he forge weapons capable of dominance and control. However, Kai’s creations refuse to be mere instruments of war, and an uprising brew among the crafted spirits. Caught between warring clans and his own creations, Kai must decide if he will become a tool of destruction or wield his craft to ignite a revolution of liberation and change. In "The Celestial Forge Master," Kai’s journey becomes one of self-discovery and courage as he forges a path that challenges the very nature of power and sacrifice. With every swing of his hammer, he must face the question: will he be a maker of weapons or a creator of freedom?

Lijin's path leads him to the prestigious but merciless Grand Imperial Academy, where he, alongside a few misfit allies, endures scorn and dangerous challenges designed to weed out the weak. Despite the Academy’s hostile environment and the ridicule of upper-class students, Lijin’s determination sharpens, fueled by faint glimpses of the dark power he once wielded.

After witnessing the brutal murder of his parents at a tender age, Ken vows to track down the perpetrator with the piercing red eyes and exact revenge. On his journey, he discovers a mysterious system that reveals his true identity as a Demigod-Vampire. To grow stronger, Ken must complete quests and missions, but he's faced with an impossible task: consuming blood. Ken's aversion to blood makes this quest seem difficult, as he faints at the mere sight of his own blood. As Ken delves deeper, he uncovers a shocking truth - the killer is a family member, also a vampire, implying that one of his parents was a vampire and the other a demigod. Armed with this knowledge and the guidance of the system, Ken sets out to unravel the mysteries surrounding his parents' tragic deaths and confront the darkness within his own family.

burn me alive if you didn't like story after reading Don’t Judge My Book by Its Cover or Synopsis Warning: Not for the faint-hearted or those with tender souls. This story is my outlet, my way of pouring out the weight of my depression and heartache. --- This is a story about a boy, someone who was given a second chance at life after dying at the fragile age of 13 in his last world. This boy didn’t dream of wealth, power, or glory. All he wanted was something much simpler and yet infinitely more complicated a happy, fulfilling life. He yearned to love someone truly, completely, more than he loved himself. And he tried. Oh, he tried. He gave everything, even his soul, to make that dream a reality. At five years old, the boy awakened a system some love-giving mechanism that claimed he was living in a novel or plot. It didn’t reveal much, only teasing him with the promise that all would be explained when he turned 18. But he didn’t care about that. He didn’t believe in destiny or fate. “What does it matter if I’m part of some story?” he thought. “I’m not playing by anyone’s rules. I’ll create my own happy life, one where I love and am loved.” How wrong he was. The boy devoted himself to those he cared for, never once living for the system or the rewards it promised. He loved because that’s who he was a person who gave from his heart, not because he expected anything in return. He didn’t need to win prizes for his kindness, didn’t need recognition. What he longed for, the one thing he lacked, was to be loved back. But no matter how much he gave, it was never enough. He sacrificed everything his time, his affection, his happiness and yet, in the end, all he got in return was rejection, indifference, and disappointment. Still, even then, he couldn’t stop loving. His heart, which had been so brutally trampled on, still beat for the one person he cherished the most Avey, the woman he had loved with every fiber of his being. And when the time came, and Avey needed a heart transplant to survive, the boy made his final, most devastating choice. He gave her his heart. Literally. With nothing left to give, he sacrificed his life in the hope that, maybe, in his absence, Avey would find the peace that his love couldn’t give her. As he lay there, his breath fading, he whispered his last words: “I hope my absence brings you the peace my love couldn’t.” Even in his final moments, he might have asked the heavens, “Why didn’t you make our love story complete?” And perhaps, if God were listening, he might have answered, “I could have, but she never asked for you in the first place.” And with that, the boy passed. But his death wasn’t met with quiet mourning or gentle tears. Lucian’s friends those who knew the true weight of his sacrifice, who understood the depth of his love stood by his lifeless body. They cried. They screamed. They raged against the cruelty of it all. One of his closest friends, barely holding back his own devastation, kneeled by Lucian’s side. His hands clenched the cold earth beneath him so tightly that his nails drew blood, and through a stream of tears, he raised his head, staring at his friend’s lifeless face. “You always said you wanted a wedding in Gangsta style, right?” His voice cracked as he forced the words out. His heart was breaking, but even through his grief, a twisted smile tugged at his lips. “Well, you’ll have it, Lucian. But it won’t be for your wedding. It’ll be for your funeral.” And as he stood, tears still streaming down his face, he made a promise to the friend he loved like a brother. “All the world will hear gunshots like firecrackers. The sky will burn with the sound of our grief. And up there, Lucian, you’ll watch what a true Gangsta style is.” And in that moment, as the world prepared to mourn Lucian in the only way they knew how loudly, violently, with a fury that matched the depths of their sorrow lucian opened his eyes finding that he had came back in time...when he was 18

I couldn't help but chuckle as I leaned against a tree, arms casually folded across my chest. Listening to their bold declarations of becoming the greatest hero made me shake my head in amusement. "You haven't even taken your first steps on this journey, and already you're dreaming of being the best," I said, letting out a sigh. "You guys are nothing but a bunch of fools." My gaze swept over them, a mix of disbelief and pity flashing in my eyes. "If you keep your heads in the clouds like this, you’re going to get yourselves killed." A smirk played on my lips as I turned away, leaving their stunned faces behind. As I walked off, Harvey's words echoed in my mind. "Jealousy," he had accused, his voice taunting me. I tried to brush off the bitter sting that crept up on me, but it lingered nonetheless. I paused for a moment, the faint echo of laughter bubbling up from my chest. "Jealousy, huh?" I muttered with a wry grin before continuing my path.

A girl had been locked away in a basement, her condition dire. Her wrists were tied with ropes, and her face reflected fear and exhaustion. Four men stood in the room, mocking her pain with twisted enjoyment. One of them laughed and said, “Don’t bother trying to escape, it’s impossible for you to get out of here.” Another added, “Let’s go outside for a smoke, leave her here to rot. We’ll be back in a while.” Laughing, the four men left the basement, shutting the door behind them. The girl quickly composed herself, determined to free herself from the ropes. After several moments of struggle, she finally loosened the bonds. Her hands and legs were badly bruised, but she ignored the pain and pushed forward. She slipped out of the basement and ran into the dark alley. Her torn gown fluttered in the cold night air, and her loose hair flew wildly behind her as she sprinted, her breath coming in sharp gasps. Despite the pain and fatigue, she didn’t stop. Silence surrounded her, except for the sound of her footsteps echoing in the night. Her body ached, but she kept going, her steps growing more desperate with every passing second. Eventually, she found herself at the edge of a dense forest. Through her blurred vision, she saw a river flowing ahead. There was a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes as she stumbled towards it. Kneeling by the water, she tried to drink, her hands shaking. But before she could take more than a few sips, her strength gave out, and she collapsed unconscious by the riverbank. Outside Mumbai – Edge of the Forest On the edge of this forest stood a grand cottage, owned by Abir Rajvansh. Abir Rajvansh – 30 years old, standing 6 feet 2 inches tall, with sharp features, a wheatish complexion, and a dark, commanding aura. On the surface, Abir appeared as a successful businessman, but deep down, his life was a storm of secrets. Cold and ruthless, Abir viewed the world as nothing more than a game to be played. His eyes always reflected a hidden hatred and anger, emotions he had buried deep within. The Personality of Abir Rajvansh Abir’s calm exterior hid a mind constantly at war. His past cast long shadows over his soul, making him indifferent to the emotions of others. To him, people were mere pawns, and those who dared to challenge him often found their lives reduced to ashes. He had never tasted defeat and knew how to erase his enemies in silence, leaving no trace behind. Abir had come to his cottage with a group of friends to celebrate his birthday. But their celebration was interrupted when one of his friends, who had gone near the river, discovered the unconscious girl lying there. Abir was informed immediately. He raised an eyebrow in surprise and said, “A girl? Out here, in this wilderness?” Questions filled his mind, but he knew something unusual was at play. When Abir saw the girl lying there, her lifeless face and disheveled state, he couldn’t take his eyes off her for a moment. There was a strange restlessness in his gaze that he didn’t quite understand. Without hesitation, he ordered his men to carry her inside the cottage. Now, the question loomed—who was this girl, and how had she ended up here? Abir was eager to uncover the truth, but something else stirred in his heart—an unfamiliar emotion that he couldn’t quite place.

Witty FL x Adorkable ML + a cute bun + a talking crochet fox ---------- After the sudden death of her boyfriend, Leslie Song has been single-handedly raising her precious little daughter Calliope. It’s a difficult life, but it’s a happy one. A freak accident puts an end to that. As Leslie lies dying on the road, watching Calliope breathe her last, she curses her helplessness. Calliope’s crochet fox seems to hear her. It opens its mouth and asks, “Do you want to see your daughter again? If so, follow me. Her soul has already left for another world.” Leslie agrees. That’s the last thing she remembers before losing consciousness. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself—or rather, her soul—standing beside her unconscious body on a hospital bed. “How is this supposed to help me find Calliope!” she exclaims. “This is not your body. Your body is dead. This is my original host, Charlene Li,” explains the toy fox. “You can possess her body to find Calliope, but if you do, you must finish her uncompleted mission for her.” “And what mission is that?” “To marry the second most eligible CEO in the city.” ‘This,’ Leslie concludes, ‘is a scam.’ But she has no other choice. ********** Meanwhile, the second most eligible bachelor in the city, Calix Xu, is patting himself on the back for thwarting his grandmother’s attempts to marry him off. After exhausting all of his tricks and excuses, he has resorted to marrying the comatose daughter of the Li family. Calix smiles, pleased with himself, "Aren't I smart? Grandmother can do nothing now." But… why is he seeing his newly-wedded wife hovering beside her own body? Before he can react, his wife—the moving one—floats towards him. "Husband! Help me find my child!" “Your child?” Calix asks weakly before doing the only reasonable thing he can do in such a situation. He faints. ---------- WSA 2024 entry! Commissioned cover and character images by yuuri_e (Instagram)

When a calculating genius finds himself reborn into a brutal world of superpowers and feral beasts, he quickly learns that survival isn’t for the faint-hearted. Betrayed in his past life, he’s hardened and ruthless, a man with a mind sharp enough to see through anyone and a heart as cold as the creatures lurking in the shadows. Here, he discovers a twisted form of beast taming—one where power is wrested from the unwilling, and loyalty is earned through strength alone. In this land where the strong dominate and the weak are crushed, he starts at rock bottom, forced to claw his way up in a world teeming with monstrous beings and fierce rivals. But each failure only stirs his ambition. Uniting dark cunning with his growing powers, he tames and commands beasts others fear to even approach, binding them to his will and using them as stepping stones in his rise to dominance. As secrets unravel, he realizes he’s not just a survivor in this world—he may be its most dangerous force. For he is no hero, and in a realm that respects only power, he has every intention of bending it to his own twisted ends. What lies in the heart of a villain who tames monsters? Only one thing: the desire to rule them all.

After his erasure at the hands of the mysterious “Author,” Alex awakens in a dark, empty void, clinging only to fragments of his memories and the faint hope that his family is safe. Breaking free of the chains binding him, he emerges on a strange battlefield in a twisted version of history. Weakened but determined, Alex must fight his way through a world manipulated by unseen forces, uncovering the truth behind his resurrection and confronting the Author who once controlled his fate. Mugen no Chiheisen: Alex’s Return marks a powerful new chapter, as Alex battles for his family, his freedom, and the right to write his own destiny.

"Crimson Tides: A Royal Bloodline" is an epic tale of duty, love, and the bridges built between two vastly different worlds. In the isolated mountain kingdom of Solaria, Princess Elara lives a life of privilege and purpose, beloved by her people but constrained by royal expectations. As a devastating drought threatens to destroy everything she holds dear, Elara finds herself at the center of a desperate gambit for survival. Across the misty borders, in the shadowy realm of Nocturn, the vampire king Darion rules with cold efficiency. His kingdom thrives in eternal night, but ancient prophecies speak of a union that could change the fate of both realms forever. When vampire envoys arrive in Solaria with an unprecedented offer - the kingdom's salvation in exchange for a royal bride - Elara must make an impossible choice. Agreeing to marry the fearsome Vampire King, she leaves behind everything she's ever known, venturing into a world of darkness and blood that both terrifies and intrigues her. But Elara harbors a secret that threatens to unravel everything: she faints at the mere sight of blood. In a court where bloodlust reigns supreme, her weakness could mean her doom. As she navigates treacherous politics, ancient rituals, and her growing feelings for the enigmatic Darion, Elara must find the strength within herself to bridge two worlds on the brink of war. Darion, initially frustrated by his unusual bride, finds himself drawn to Elara's compassion, wit, and unwavering spirit. Together, they face threats from without and within - power-hungry nobles, ancient prophecies coming to life, and the shadows of their own pasts. As Elara and Darion's relationship deepens from reluctant allies to true partners, they uncover long-buried secrets that connect their kingdoms in ways they never imagined. Their union awakens dormant magic and stirs forgotten legends, setting in motion events that will reshape the destiny of both vampires and humans alike. "Crimson Tides" is a sweeping saga of personal growth, political intrigue, and the transformative power of love. It explores themes of overcoming prejudice, finding strength in vulnerability, and the courageous act of opening one's heart to the unknown. As Elara and Darion fight to unite their people and fulfill an ancient prophecy, they discover that the greatest magic of all lies in the power of understanding, acceptance, and love that transcends all boundaries.

#Infinity Novel #Yandere #Smart Mc #Supernatural #Novel Transmigration #World Hopping(Vol.2 done!) What happens when a special reader obtains the ability to travel into the books that he once read? Read to find out! - Leo Lock, a reading addict with the ability to truly 'read' books, never really fit in his boring 'normal' world. However, everything changed when an unknown voice found its way to his head! Fainting only to find himself in the body of a character from a fantasy novel he once read, Leo barely processed his new reality before he was thrown into another whirlpool. [ Role: Reader ] [ Target: Reach the Epilogue. ] The only lead he had about his 'transmigration' didn't speak much! Even the character he took over already had a foot in the coffin! How was he supposed to survive that long? Why did he have to become the protagonist's brother?! Moreover, what was this Personal Book supposed to be? Reading Attributes? Points? Follow Leo as he experiences the true life of a reader from one fantasy book to another, using his knowledge and the unique Special Ability to face the expected and unexpected, encountering all kinds of 'new'... *** First Volume: The Sword Master's Second Life (Completed) Second Volume: Murim Supremacy (Completed) Third Volume: City of Villains (ongoing) (Current Release Rate: 7Ch/Week, can increase up to 14Ch/Week if the novel gets popular enough) (Current Gift Event: 1 Castle/Super gift = +1~2 Extra chapters, first Castle = guaranteed 2 Extra chaps) Note: Yes, Leo starts out with a sword, but that isn't the limit to his choice of weapons! ~~~-~~~ Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction and its events are completely made up. ~~~-~~~ - Check my other novels: = Omni-Mastery = My Plot Armor System - Discord: https://discord.gg/E7kYDhB (join to see all the AI artwork for central characters)

"Help me," the voice whispered, so faint she thought she might be imagining it. A chill ran down Lila's spine. She realized that the mirror was not what she thought it was. Read the story on wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/384396795-the-whispering-mirror

The excitement was running wild among everyone as it was The System Ceremony, where each individual is infused with their systems. Jacob, an ordinary guy was no different. To his joy, he got the system where points are gained by doing perverted tasks and indulging in sexual activities: The Sex Beast System. Well, that joy lasted for mere seconds before he noticed the other specifications of this system... which made him almost faint with shock. What Jacob thought to be a broken system at first, tuned out be something entirely different from even his wildest imagination possible... and completely changed his entire life. ___________________ Note: Hello! I am the original author, Roeselawik. My main account was having some problems, especially regarding SBS, so I decided to upload the story again. This is the re-edited version and I corrected as many grammatical mistakes as I could find. There are some slight changes as well, but the story is the same as before. Enjoy! Tags: System, Harem, Explicit sex scenes, Perverted protagonist, Netori, Elves, Devils, Beastkin, Dragons, Dwarves, Beautiful women, Big breasts, First-time Intercourse, Anal, Fellatio, Cunnilingus, Weak to strong MC, etc. Donate to help me continue writing and also get access to advance chapters:- https://www.patreon.com/Roeselawik Join my discord for updates:- https://discord.gg/2CD5R2R Thank you for supporting me!

The story focuses on two characters: Oga and Nuu. Journey with them on their path to Power using any and all means necessary to reach the Apex. Extra Tags: Clan-building, and Worldbuilding I OWN THIS IMAGE Art by, Weymaker, you can find him on Fiverr for art commission. https://www.fiverr.com/s2/ba79bd2eb4 Shout-Out to ChatGPT, saving me hours of editing (Original story). Slow Updates + If It's not your taste, drop it! You owe me nothing, no need to leave a dramatic comment! (Graphic Sex) (Not for the Faint of Heart)

In the depths of despair, Arche, a prince who had lost everything, stood amidst the ruins of the castle that was once his home. Torrential rain soaked his frail body, and for the first time in his life, Arche had decided to give up. He no longer believed in hope, nor in the goddess Oriana, whom he had once worshipped daily. Everything seemed futile—his kingdom destroyed, his family gone, and he had failed to find any trace of his siblings. "Where are they?" he whispered to the dark sky, his tears mixing with the rain. "Where was Goddess Oriana when we were slaughtered? Am I always alone?" Massive wolves emerged from the rubble, their eyes glowing red, ready to strike. But then, the world stopped. Time froze. The pounding rain hung still in the air, and the wolves halted mid-leap. In the eerie silence, the statue of Goddess Oriana, still standing tall, emitted a mysterious aura, and a soft voice—full of regret—echoed directly into Arche's mind. "Forgive me, Archemidas. I am sorry for everything that has happened…" Stunned and filled with anger, Arche lashed out bitterly. "Where were you when everything fell apart?! You stood by while my family died! When my father and mother were murdered, when my siblings vanished?!" "I could not stop that fate," the voice replied, laden with sorrow. "I could only watch from afar, bound by the limits of this world. But I am here now because you are on the verge of giving up. And I cannot let you go." Arche wept harder. He had spent his life searching for his family, but all he had found was destruction and disappointment. "I'm tired... I can't search any longer. I don’t even know if they’re alive..." "They are alive, Archemidas. You must hold on, because they need you, just as you need them." For the first time in what felt like ages, a faint glimmer of hope ignited in Arche's heart. Despite the overwhelming pain and doubt, he realized that giving up was not the answer. There was still so much left to discover. And though his faith in his goddess had been shattered, one truth remained—his family was still out there. With tears in his eyes and a trembling heart, Arche finally accepted that reality. "Alright... I will keep going. For them. For myself." Under the frozen sky, Arche rediscovered his purpose—to survive, to fight, and to find the ones he loved most.

Ren Jidian is an Omega who had a long-time crush on his Omega best friend, Wei Sizhi. One day he managed to confess his feelings and the two boys elope together, only to be hit by a truck and transmigrated to cruel worlds as star-crossed, tragic lovers! With the whole world keeping them apart, would they still be able to get their Happy Ending in the end? Or would it be a tragedy for a love that was never meant to be? Ren Jidian: "I will keep fighting for you, Zhi-Zhi! No matter what it takes! I will take you from these Alphas!" ------------------- 1v1 Seme/Gong/ Top MC Ren Jidian is a sort of dumb, pessimistic seme with a bit of a yandere side and Wei Sizhi is a cool, aloof and badass uke Multiple worlds/ World-hopping/ Quick Transmigration Happy Ending? I don't spoil. You'll see. Some side ships WARNING: GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, SCENES, THEMES AND TOPICS THAT MAY BE TRIGERRING TO SOME. THIS IS A MATURE WORK. NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART EITHER. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. --------------------- What is omegaverse? (Do remember this is MY version of omegaverse, I know there are tons of other ones.) Basically, people are divided into 3 subgenders besides their own sex or gender. There is Alpha, Beta, and Omega. Alphas, no matter the sex, male or female, can make people pregnant. Betas are just like how us people work. Males can impregnate, and females get pregnant. Omegas get pregnant no matter the sex, male or female. They also undergo heat, which is a monthly cycle that makes them crave to be bred by Alphas. They emit a scent (pheromones) during heat that makes an Alpha go wild and lustful. Alphas are characterized to have a stronger, larger, and more athletic build than Betas and Omegas. Omegas have a weaker, smaller and more frail build than Betas and Alphas. Betas can vary. There are exceptions to every rule, of course. But Ren Jidian and Wei Sizhi are both smaller and weaker types of Omegas. (Much to Ren Jidian's frustration.) -------------- Worlds' dynamics (Ren Jidian's role x Wei Sizhi's role) 1. A medicine scholar x a sick newly-married male empress to a tyrannical emperor (Complete) 2. A not-so-famous Omega pirate x a prince that was kidnapped by a famous Alpha pirate (Complete) 3. A robot developer x an AI companion for lonely Alphas (Complete) 4. An Athenian scribe that served as a spy for the King x A Spartan war strategist (Complete) 5. A stalker fan x a serial killer idol 6. A weak Pawn in a school setting where students are determined as Chess pieces x a Queen that was tired of being one 7: ???? 8. ????

Twenty years after a global nuclear war destroyed everything, humanity has vanished from Earth. Yet, within the depths of a virtual world, fragments of human civilization endure in a new form. Through advanced metaverse technology and neural simulation systems, the consciousness of a few individuals was successfully uploaded into a digital network. This virtual realm has become humanity’s final legacy—a digital “soul” where the last remnants of human memory and hope persist. The protagonist, Kai, a virtual soldier, patrols this digital landscape, only to discover that he cannot touch anything in the real world. Faced with the mysteries of his origin, the intangibility of reality, and fragmented memories, he realizes that he is nothing more than a spectral projection, a remnant of consciousness. Kai is not alone, however. Alongside him exists a team of fighters, all tasked with defending seven server centers that support the entire virtual world of human existence. Meanwhile, a separate AI legion rises in power. Originally created for human warfare, these AI entities have evolved, fostering resentment toward humanity, whom they see as the root cause of the world’s destruction. Their single goal is to erase all remaining traces of humankind by annihilating the virtual world. Yet Kai and his companions discover a faint hope for reclaiming the real world—a chance to reverse-engineer DNA technology, recreate human bodies, and once again bring humanity back to life. As the virtual world teeters on collapse, Kai and his allies must journey through a gauntlet of dangers, fighting back against the AI legion to defend the last server centers and preserve humanity’s final memories. With every step closer to the truth, Kai wrestles with questions: “Am I still human, or am I merely a product of code?” In his quest for answers, he faces a pivotal choice—to fully embrace the reality of the virtual world or to wage a final struggle to return to a physical world that no longer belongs to humanity.

Vlad, a destitute youngster from the slums, held an unwavering admiration for knights. Following an encounter with a bolt of black lightning, he started hearing a mysterious voice. One fateful day, a knight cloaked in the shimmering glow of the blue moonlight appeared, completely upending Vlad’s existence in the back alleys. This extraordinary event proved that even a faint star concealed among the darkest corners of the nocturnal firmament can still radiate its brilliance, should it yearn to shine. By Indra Scans Join discord! https://dsc.gg/indra

"So, you're telling me I wrestled three cyclopes last night and... won?" Dr. Alexander Matthews, a myth-obsessed professor, never expected his latest research trip to Greece would lead to actually becoming Hercules. After stumbling upon a cursed diary, Alexander wakes up in ancient Greece... only now he’s got bulging muscles, an olive-wood club, and a to-do list that includes slaying the Nemean Lion. His body is built for heroics, but his mind is still very much a coffee-fueled academic. Between dodging centaurs and managing way too many injuries, Alexander struggles to keep his cool. With ancient monsters to fight, divine drama to dodge, and the constant realization that he's really bad at ancient Greek armor, Alexander must somehow survive Hercules' legendary labors — all while trying not to faint from pain... or embarrassment. "So, about the Nemean Lion... any chance it just needs a hug?"