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The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

In his first life as 'Caine Wilson', was the villain—ruthless, cunning, and very powerful. He played his part perfectly, crushing the so-called "protagonist" and parading his enemies, their families, and anyone who crossed him naked through the streets. He watched with glee as the "hero" lay broken, stripped of his dignity, before finally ending his pitiful existence. But just as Caine, thought he had finally won and secured his place at the top, 'Higher ups' intervened. A booming, ethereal voice—like the universe’s pissed-off judge—shook the skies: "You have violated the sacred code of villainy! The villain shall not win. The balance has been broken. Caine Wilson, the world hereby rejects you!" Before he could even enjoy his victory, his world blinked out, like a story whose writer just erased the last chapter in frustration. Everything went dark. And when he awoke, he wasn’t Caine Wilson anymore. He was 'Su Xiaobai', a nobody on 'White Cloud Star', a world of cultivation, martial arts, and endless struggle. But this time, things were different. He could feel it—he could see through the cracks of reality itself. He could break the fourth wall! He wasn’t just some reincarnated soul; he was a villain who had 'seen the system', who understood the game. And he was about to flip it upside down. --------------- A/N: Buckle up, you miserable bunch! It’s a parody, so shut your brains off, toss 'em in the trash, and dive headfirst into this deep, glorious shithole! Don’t come whining to me when you laugh so hard you choke on your own damn tears! --------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**
SKuLL · 616.3K Views

Wolfless; Rejected by the Lycan, Embraced by the Tribrid King.

"When the moon hides, the shadows embrace." ®®®® "I, Kane Nightshade, king of the Lycans, reject you wolf-less wench, Isabella Williams as my fated mate. How dare you bare the mark of someone else and have the guts to be pregnant too." The lycan king boomed, slamming me hard.as he continued. "Punishment is to be whipped a hundred times and by the end of it, her head should be cut off" ^^^ Isabella never thought her life would end like this. Yeah, she knew she was wolf-less and would die before she reached a good age. But she never knew she'd have to pass through the rejection, the shame, and the curses. Framed for infidelity and bearing a mysterious child. Isabella's life turns all the more dark as her tormentor, who turns out to be her fated mate, brutally rejects her and the child. Subjecting her to a punishment that would eventually lead to her death and their unborn. But just as she was about drawing her last breath. The creature came to her rescue. The creature in question was shrouded in smoke, a man who no one could describe, killing the Lycans left, right, and center just because of an uncontrollable rage he, himself didn't understand. Lucian, a being who slept for a thousand years, has awakened. But what is he now? A demon, human, werewolf, vampire, or something more? A freaking tribrid, driven by fury and a thirst for vengeance. And What does he want with Isabella, the wolf-less, pregnant runt he accidentally marked? Will she survive long enough to find out about her wolf and destiny. ©© Dark romance Warning ®18 Read with caution, it has a very sensitive scene and mature content.
Saa_Mohd · 1.9K Views

Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep. ========== Discord Server: https://discord.gg/VjFQtDUaTR
The_One_Who_Was · 1.3M Views

The Shattered Light Extra: The sovereign of depth

Victor was on a school bus trip to Mount Fuji, engrossed in the final chapter of his favorite game, The Light's First Being. Frustrated by the game's abrupt and unsatisfying ending, he barely noticed the majestic mountain looming in the distance. But before he could process his disappointment. a sudden BOOM! shattered reality. In an instant, Victor and his entire class were ripped from their world and summoned to another a world, reminiscent of the game he had just been playing. Thrust into a realm of magic, ancient prophecies, and looming darkness, Victor learns that they have been called to aid the Hero of Light in defeating the Child of Chaos, a being of unimaginable power threatening to plunge the world into eternal despair. As Victor navigates this unfamiliar world, he discovers that his knowledge of the game’s lore might be the key to survival and success or is it??. But the journey is far from easy. Victor must balance his growing power, his unraveling sanity, and the complex relationships with his classmates, who are also grappling with their new roles in this world. Bonds of friendship are tested, alliances shift, and betrayals lurk around every corner. Amidst the chaos, Victor finds himself drawn to unexpected allies and faced with impossible choices. As the lines between hero and villain blur, Victor must confront not only the external threats but also the darkness within himself. Will he rise to the challenge, harnessing the power of the Light and darkness to save this world and his own sanity? Or will he succumb to the shadows, becoming the very thing he was summoned to destroy? ------------- if you want more chapters , you can use your Stone to vote 100 Stone =1 chapter 200 Stone =2 chapter 300 Stone =3 chapter 400 Stone = 5 chapter Voting with your power Stone also help The novel as well, it Make it so More people will see The Novel.
sam_bath · 16.2K Views

Reawakening: SSS-Rank Villain’s POV

[Warning!!! Contains Explicit Scenes, extreme gore, heart-pounding fight scenes, and an extremely combat loving MC!] Two millennials ago, Earth underwent an earth-shattering change. The gods were slaughtered by an unknown terrifying existence, and their potent blood spilled through the entire solar system, corrupting all life on various planets along with Earth. As a last resort, the gods created the Galactic Tower. Their inheritances, strength, and relics were placed as rewards for those who cleared each floor, proving themselves worthy. Thus, the Awakening Era arrived. … Lucian Morningster, the golden boy of the city. He had a perfect life, had the prettiest girl, a good best friend and a very bright future. Noticing his potential, The Mayor took him in, everyone respected him, his classmates envied him and the Mayor took him as a son. However, everything ended when he awakened an F-rank talent instead of the S-rank talent everyone thought he would awaken. Lucian’s smile froze. He mumbled to himself, “It must be a mistake?” The whispers started again. This time they weren’t nice or joyful; no, they were sharper and carried a cruel edge. “See? I told you he would awaken a trash talent.” “All that potential, for an F-ranker?” His girlfriend who awakened a C-rank talent, “What a waste, Lucian. My father took you in for nothing,” Her voice as cold as the ice on the tips of her fingers. His best-friend who awakened an A-rank talent, “You know, seeing you so weak and vulnerable is kind of refreshing. She always hated your endless confidence, so do I. It’s no wonder she comes to me after being done with you.” Lucian, who was respected and envied now turned to a joke to the entire school and town. “Boom!” Those who he called friends attacked him, leaving him for dead in the Galactic Tower. It was then his chance for vengeance arrived. [Ding!] [Would you like to Reroll your talent?] [Congratulations! 100,000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Self Regeneration (F-Rank) has evolved into Extreme Ungodly Regeneration (SSS-Rank)!] ──────────────────────── [Ungodly Regeneration] ▪ Class Rank: SSS ▪ Class Perk: — +∞% Vitality | x300% Mana (SSS) ▪ Class Skills: ➤ (SSS) Ungodly Regeneration: Instantly regenerates from any injury. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Shadow: Use your blood to awaken a blood shadow of slain enemies. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Extraction: Absorb the blood of the dead to gain random stat enhancements. [Upgradable] ────────────────── [Rerolling Standard Combat Spear...] [1,876x Reroll has been triggered!] [Standard Combat Spear → Blood Shadow Devourer(Legendary)] ──────────────────────── [Rerolling Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade)] [5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade)→Celestial Essence Amulet (Mythic-grade)] ──────────────── [Rerolling Tresure Chest[Bronze-grade).] [5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Treaure Chest[Bronze-grade)→Treasure Chest (Mythic-grade)] ••• With extraordinary power: comes extraordinary responsibilities. Lucian: “Fvck that! I just want vengeance!” [I won’t beg for golden tickets but those with gifts would have their names as Male lead! (The higher, the more important!)]
RagingArtPunk · 183.5K Views

Apocalypse: Transmigrated with an Overlord System

Liora was a pampered royal princess, with loving parents at the forefront and eleven royal brothers at her back. Always adorned with the finest silk and served with exquisite dishes while lounging in her palace. Her biggest concerns? Which dress to wear for a banquet and how many more hours she could nap before her royal duties caught up to her. But fate (or some seriously bad karma) had other plans. One moment, she was sipping fine wine and but the next moment-boom!—she wakes up in a world where people are eating each other, the sky is covered with ominous veils that look like it wants to swallow the world, and worse, her royal status means absolutely nothing. What she can tell more about her poor condition is that she has no servants, no food, and no idea how to fight off the disgusting zombies, who are trying to take a bite out of her. Just when she’s ready to scream at the heavens for an explanation, a cold mechanical voice rings in her head: [Welcome, Host. You have activated the Overlord System.] Overlord? That sounds powerful, right? Wrong. Turns out, she starts at the bottom of the food chain with no powers, no weapons, and zombies that see her as their next snack. While others awaken abilities like fire manipulation or super strength, she gets... a system that gives missions with questionable rewards and always tries to drown her in a huge debt. Fight a Level 2 Zombie with her bare hands? Sure, why not? Survive hordes of zombies while the system nags her? Classic. But as she battles to level up and gathers allies (some willing, some just too scared to say no). She realizes—maybe she isn’t as weak as she thought. Because when the world falls into chaos, only the strongest can rule. And if the system insists on calling her an Overlord, well… she might as well live up to the name. Power, danger, and a system that may or may not be trying to get her killed—welcome to the apocalypse.
Violet_Melody99 · 62.8K Views

The Unwanted Bouquet

You ever have a perfectly peaceful life? One that’s quiet, predictable, comfortable? Yeah. I had that once. A nice little flower shop, a hidden enchanted garden that only I knew about, and exactly zero unnecessary distractions. My business wasn’t booming, but it was steady, and most importantly, I was left alone. Then, they showed up. First, a half-dead human collapsed outside my shop. Like an idiot, I brought him inside instead of leaving him there to be someone else’s problem. Turns out, he’s from some ancient mage bloodline and thinks I—just because I’m an elf—should teach him magic. I have lived centuries longer than him. I have forgotten more things than he’s probably ever learned. I told him no. He whined. I told him no again. He kept whining. Eventually, I caved, but only under one condition: if he wanted to learn, he had to work for it. Then, just when I thought my life couldn't get any worse, we found something worse than a lost human—a vampire. Sleeping. In my enchanted garden. Acting like it belonged to him. He refused to leave, ignored every single one of my threats, and had the audacity to look offended when we tried to kick him out. In the end, we had to force him to help with the shop just to make sure he wouldn’t be a freeloading parasite. And now? My once-perfect, peaceful life is in shambles. The shop is crowded. My workload has somehow doubled. My garden is infested with an insufferable mage and an even more insufferable vampire. And with February just around the corner, business is picking up, meaning I have even less time to deal with their nonsense. I never asked for this. I never wanted this. And yet, somehow, this is my life now. I am too old for this nonsense. Someone, send help!
Eilith_Veyne · 380 Views

Through the Distant Universe

Life is a Trickster: While some losers from isekai stories accidentally stumble into portals, instantly gaining superpowers, harems, and the title of "Overlord of Everything" without lifting a finger, others work for years chasing a dream—only to lose everything in a single moment. The first ones? They're the chosen, pampered by fate. Fall into another world, sneeze twice, and boom—you’re a god, smacking dragons around like flies. Funny, isn't it? No sweat, no tears, no callouses—just a fairy-tale jackpot for those who’d be nobodies even in their original world. But Adam? He’s not one of them. He clawed his way to the top—admission to MIT, perfect AP scores, his parents' pride. No portals promised, no magic shortcuts—just grit and grind. And the reward? A blinding flash, a sudden pull, and instead of triumph, he’s thrown into a nightmare. No magic swords, no cheat systems, no winged allies—just rust, pain, and trials that would crush anyone. From golden boy to fate's prey, without hints or handouts. Justice? Don’t even ask. Now, Adam must walk through a hellish universe where every breath is a victory and every step could be his last. Can he survive, stripped of everything he loved, in a place where "almighty losers" would be waving spells around? This isn’t a tale of easy wins—it's a test of spirit and endurance. Because life loves irony: some get a golden platter, others a boot to the abyss. But Adam will march forward, through the Distant Universe.
Granulan · 418 Views

HOW TO RECOVER STOLEN BITCOIN HIRE ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST

WhatsApp info:+12723  328 343 Website info: http s:// adware recovery specialist. com Email info: Adware recovery specialist (@) auctioneer. net  Telegram info: http s:// t. me/ adware recovery specialist1As a financial consultant working in the United Kingdom, I’ve always prided myself on helping clients navigate the complex world of investments. However, nothing could have prepared me for the shocking experience I had when I fell victim to a fraudulent cryptocurrency exchange that cost me £6,500,000. I had been working with an investment firm, exploring various digital assets and potential opportunities within the booming cryptocurrency market. Like many others, I was drawn to the promises of high returns and cutting-edge technology that the exchange was offering. I believed I had thoroughly researched the platform and its features, but, as I would soon find out, this was a carefully crafted scam designed to deceive even the most seasoned professionals in the industry. Over time, I started to notice signs of trouble. Withdrawals were delayed, and customer support was becoming increasingly unresponsive. When I attempted to access my funds, the exchange's website went offline. After several failed attempts to contact them, I began to realize I had fallen victim to a sophisticated scam. My trust in the system had been shattered, and I was left wondering how such a well-executed fraud could have gone undetected for so long. In my despair, I turned to ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST, a firm that specializes in recovering funds from fraudulent schemes like this. From the moment I reached out to them, I felt a sense of relief. Their team of experts immediately began investigating the situation, utilizing cutting-edge technology and strategies to trace the fraudulent exchange’s activities. They were able to uncover the web of deception behind the exchange, including how they had lured investors with false promises and manipulated transaction records to cover their tracks. Thanks to ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST , I was able to recover a significant portion of my lost funds. Their dedication and expertise were nothing short of extraordinary, as they worked tirelessly to navigate the complexities of the digital currency world and ensure that justice was served. This experience, though devastating, taught me a valuable lesson about the risks associated with investing in unregulated markets. It also reminded me of the importance of having a trusted team of professionals who can help mitigate those risks and recover from unfortunate situations like this. I'm grateful to ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST for not only restoring my financial stability but also for showing me that even in the face of such massive loss, there’s always hope for recovery.
Harmon_Jennifer · 211 Views

Creed: World’s Strongest

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.
Basil_Chaway · 13.7K Views

REINCARNATED AS A MOVIE DIRECTOR

Vincent Caine, a washed-up movie director whose career collapsed under the weight of his own unfulfilled ambition, awakens in a void — a pitch-black theater where the only spotlight is fixed on his own sweating, broken face. The laughter of an unseen audience echoes around him, sharp and unnatural, twisting his pain into their entertainment. His memories are gone, save for a single truth: his name. A booming voice — equal parts ringmaster and executioner — congratulates Vincent on his "win." The prize? A new life. Not because of talent or purpose, but a simple roll of the dice. He is to inhabit the body of another heartbroken indie director, recently felled by a heart attack, his corpse held in unnatural suspension. As Vincent's consciousness spirals through the emerald vortex of his forced rebirth, the lines between performance and reality blur. The faceless crowd’s laughter follows him like a haunting score. Memories that are not his begin to surface — the indie director’s unfinished scripts, his fears, his distant relationships. But Vincent’s own past remains a blank canvas, gnawed at by a presence that seems to slither through his mind. What awaits him in this new life is more than just another chance at directing — it's a waking nightmare of fabricated success and lingering failure. Every interaction feels staged, every relationship like a hollow performance. The question isn't just who Vincent will become in this borrowed life — it's what dark hand is pulling the strings behind the curtain, orchestrating this surreal second act. And the ever-present, unnatural laughter? It never stops. Because the show must go on.
AGNES_RENS_69 · 1.8K Views

Extra's Rise: I Introduced Arms In A World Where Magic Is Useless!

After dying as an orphan in a devastating world war, Keith finds himself unexpectedly transmigrated into his favorite novel, Fallen Mages. But instead of a fresh start, he’s thrown right into the chaos of the great war between the Mages and the Negators—a brutal conflict destined to end in humanity’s destruction. Armed with the grim knowledge of their impending doom, Keith braces for the worst. Except fate had other plans. Now living as Elon, the banished prince and forgotten son of the second queen of a struggling kingdom, Keith soon realizes that his presence has shifted the course of the story. And then, it happens— [This Extra has been chosen after a random selection...] [Congratulations, you have obtained the Weapon Summoning System.] "Weapon...? Summoning...? System...?" "You mean weapons like guns and grenades? Like the kind that goes BOOM?!" "HELL YEAH!" With this newfound power to summon modern weapons, Elon discovers that these arms are the only tools capable of striking fear into the Negators and giving his kingdom a fighting chance. From simple guns to devastating missiles, Elon’s arsenal grows stronger with each battle. Determined to rewrite the fate of this war-torn world, Elon sets out to transform his once-weak kingdom into an unstoppable force. Along the way, he questions everything: What’s wrong with conquering other lands if their rulers were never worthy in the first place? What’s wrong with using power to unite the broken? "An AK-47 can't kill the Third Order Commander? Fine...! Launch the Bazooka!" "The Great Archdemon of Death survived the grenades? Summon the Rocket Team and fire the missile!" "A Twelve-Winged Demonic Dragon shrugged off the RPG-7? Let's introduce it to a volley of Javelin Missiles!" Conquering the world won’t be easy, but with his system, unrelenting ambition, and growing army of allies, Elon is ready to take on every foe—and claim his destiny. Join Elon in his explosive journey as he builds the strongest, greatest, and most fearsome kingdom this world has ever seen. . . Harem? Yes. Kingdom building? Yes. Army building? Yes.
Sixtee · 29.6K Views
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