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In his second life, magic was everything. Yet he was born without a single spark of it. Rian Rahman - the nuclear genius who died by his own creation - awoke in a world where the laws of physics bowed to incantations and willpower. Here, the elite flaunted their arcane might while Ain (his new identity) was branded a Null, less than human in the eyes of the magic-born. But Ain carried a weapon this world had never known: the ruthless logic of science. - When sorcerers hurled lightning, he engineered conductors to redirect their power - As they soared on enchanted winds, he built ballistic weapons to ground them - While the kingdom dismissed Nulls as vermin, he forged the outcasts into a rebellion that shook the empire The problem: The Arcane Council had taken notice. And they wouldn't tolerate a magicless rat threatening their divine rule. On Earth, he harnessed energy to empower mankind. In this world, he'll ignite revolution for the powerless.

La personne autour de laquelle le monde tourne. La personne qui défait tous ses adversaires, et obtient finalement la belle fille. L'existence même que tous les méchants craignent. C'est le protagoniste. Qu'en est-il de moi ? En tant qu'auteur raté qui n'a eu qu'un seul succès tout au long de sa carrière, je me suis réincarné dans mon dernier roman. "C'est ça" Ai-je pensé, en serrant fermement le poing. Je viens de me réincarner dans mon propre roman ? Est-ce ici que je me réincarne dans un roman et deviens le protagoniste ? Non. Malheureusement, ce n'est pas ce genre de roman, car je me suis réincarné en tant que figurant. Le monde ne tourne pas autour de moi. Les filles ne viennent pas vers moi. Les objets de triche ne viennent pas à moi. "Ouf" J'ai poussé un soupir de soulagement. "Dieu merci, je ne suis pas le protagoniste" J'ai crié joyeusement alors que des larmes coulaient sur mes joues. Attendez, êtes-vous curieux de savoir pourquoi je ne veux pas être le protagoniste ? J'ai oublié de mentionner la chose la plus importante lorsque je décrivais un protagoniste. C'est... Ce sont des aimants à calamités. Je viens de mourir. Si j'ai appris quelque chose de ça, c'est que ce n'est pas vraiment une expérience agréable. Si possible, laissez-moi vivre une longue vie stable. Merci, à celui qui m'a réincarné. Je viendrais plus tard à regretter ces mots... ======== Avis aux lecteurs : Veuillez lire le *Lire avant de lire le roman* dans le synopsis. ======== Crédit à _oinkchan pour m'avoir aidé à trouver l'ancienne couverture du roman Crédit à Rengoku pour son incroyable édition de la nouvelle couverture. ======== Discord : https://discord.gg/FNAKgfyky4 Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/TheAuthorPOV

Kael Voren has never known the feeling of a full belly. Born in Brinewatch, the beast-plagued slums of Ashport, hunger is his oldest companion -- gnawing at his gut, his dreams, and his place in a world that values strength above all. When his sixteenth birthday comes, Kael awakens to the misery of an E-Rank Talent: Advanced Digestion. Not strength. Not speed. Just the ability to eat garbage without dying. But beneath this feeble Talent lies a dormant truth -- an insatiable void tethered to an unfathomable potential. A hunger not for food, but for power. Everything changes when Kael inadvertently devours fragments of Prana and Chakra -- powers that create and shape reality itself. Powers that were supposed to be beyond the reach of a gutter rat such as himself, but were made available to him by Advanced Digestion. These stolen sparks awaken something ancient inside him: a nascent, skeletal system. No interface. No tutorials. Just a stark warning burned into his mind and a void calling out from within - devour everything! What he has awakened is not a talent. It is a trait. XXX-Rank Trait: Inner Universe Creation. But it is embryonic -- barely functional, missing structure, support, and a will. To unlock its power, Kael must build from nothing. Piece by blind piece. Trial by brutal trial. Fueled only by his desperation to protect his family and claw his way out of the grave Brinewatch was supposed to be. In secret, Kael creates an RPG World inside his trait -- a universe he rules, where monsters can be spawned, skills mastered, time bent, and power devoured. There, he forges his own path, his own system, and his own strength. But the hunger never fades, it only grows. And as his enemies close in and betrayal tears his world apart, Kael makes an oath: I will protect my family, and I'll devour everything that stands in my way. From starving boy to High Human Emperor, from discarded E-Rank to system god, Kael Voren’s rise will shake the stars. A dark fantasy progression epic of hunger, creation, revenge, and ruthless evolution. For fans of cultivation, RPG systems, and protagonists who build their own power from the blood-soaked dirt up.

"Serial killers? Ancient Martial Artists? Swordmasters? I don't give a rat's *ss who you are! All will bow before me!" Five years ago, his family was wiped off the face of this Earth, and the useless Ye Chen was looked down upon like an earthworm crawling on the floor. However, five years have passed, and he has mysteriously returned with a head full of earth-shattering abilities. What is even more terrifying is that he is now backed by the strength of a hundred ancient elder spirits! With all of that in his grasp, Ye Chen has returned not to reminiscence, but to exact revenge on all of those who have wronged him, especially the mysterious Man.

Brains Before Brains Genre: Zombie Apocalypse | Dark Comedy | Female Lead | Strategy + Survival | Found Family Tags: Strong FL • 50+ Zombie Types • Mutant Virus • Base Building • Emotional Damage • Gen Z Humor • Slow Burn Leadership Arc Synopsis: Xenia Alderidge was supposed to give the best speech of her academic career. Instead, she gave birth to a survival plan while zombies chewed through the dean. Now she’s stuck on an island with a baby, a katana-wielding gym rat, a suspicious ex-soldier, and a band of chaos survivors who somehow elected her leader. She doesn’t have Wi-Fi, but she does have color-coded plans, mental breakdowns scheduled like calendar events, and a burning desire to un-zombify what’s left of the world. And the zombies? Oh, they’ve mutated. Some run. Some climb. Some spit acid. Some mimic cries to lure victims. Nobody knows what caused the mutations—only that they’re spreading fast, and every region has its own breed of nightmare. But Xenia isn’t giving up. She’s stubborn, petty, too sleep-deprived to be scared—and deeply committed to the insane idea that they can reclaim infected lands, one hellscape at a time. Yes, she cries in supply closets. No, she will not stop until they build something that lasts. Brains Before Brains Because when the world falls apart, the girl who always overachieved… overachieves again. Except this time, she’s fighting monsters, managing trauma, and maybe saving humanity. One color-coded map at a time.

Abandoned by Fate, but Chosen by Chaos. A world where magic reigns supreme and the mightiest wizards stand at the apex. A world where one’s mana affinity, if one even had it, determines one’s status in society, whether one could soar through the skies like a dragon or remain grounded, scraping by like rats or chickens. This was the world Hal Fennec was born into. Raised in the poverty of a border village, Hal had one wish: to give his mother a better life, one free from the constant fear of beast attacks and invasions by the Fellkin. But fate seemed to be playing a cruel joke. Despite being the brightest and most confident among his peers since childhood, Hal turned out to be barely qualified to become a wizard. His natural talent, contrary to his expectations, was nowhere near enough to fulfill even his modest dream of a decent city life. But then, just when his final hope was snuffed out and the future seemed gray and bleak, a twist of fate—or more fittingly Chaos—granted him a system that would turn everything around. Additional tags: #Gacha =========== [WSA 2025 Entry] Regular release schedule: 2 ch/day Voting and Gifting Rewards: Every 300 Power Stones = 1 bonus chapter (maximum of 1 per week) Every 100 Golden Tickets = 1 bonus chapter (maximum of 1 per week) Super gifts (Magic Castle, Spacecraft, Golden Gachapon) = mass release of 5 chapters to be delivered within two weeks, on top of the bonus chapters from voting. (Maximum of 1 per month. In the rare case that I receive two in one month, the bonuses will carry over to the next two weeks or the following month.) !!PLEASE DO NOTE that these rewards are only until SEPTEMBER 30, the end of my book's MGS, as I do not want to burn myself out. I can only offer my sincerest gratitude and appreciation for whatever I receive after that. However, all the super gifts I receive until September 30 will still count, and I will deliver on my promise in the following months until everything promised has been fulfilled. === The limits are in place to ensure that the quality of my work doesn't drop. While I do enjoy earning more, I also want to make sure my readers get their money's worth to the best of my current abilities as a writer. Thanks in advance to those who will participate

In the year Jin Stratus was born, Humanity had long since conquered the stars, with the once insignificant races’ sights now set on a vast cosmos housing unimaginable cosmic horrors. In a universe that is but one bubble in an endless sea of realities. In a star system deemed worthless. And on a tiny blue planet, in the shadow of a crumbling city, Jin Stratus awakens to his destiny. From slum rat to Cosmic Dominator, Jin, armed with a latent Inter-dimensional Travel ability and an unparalleled comprehensive talent, will transcend the world that wishes to oppress him. From the absolute bottom to shattering the limiting parameters, one bloody step after the next, he’ll guarantee the world remembers his name— For throughout heaven and earth… he alone can comprehend it all.

I’m Daniel — just your average shy gym rat who prefers dumbbells over drama. I’m low-level in life: no clout, no girls, no game… Until she showed up. Ilil. The goth baddie with curly black hair, quiet stares, demon-tier thighs, and a chest that makes gravity weep. She’s got a simp army following her like it’s religion — including her obsessive ex Pavel, who treats her like property. Everyone wants her. I somehow pulled her. Now I’ve got enemies, simps, drama, and her four chaotic besties trying to "test" me like I’m a damn shoujo protagonist. Add in my clueless boys Ron and Gal, teachers who lowkey ship us, and one massive high school war between gym bros and simps… This ain't your average romcom. This is war. And I’m fighting it all for her. My goth girl

(Note: - Read the auxiliary chapter first.) In a world where Beast Tamers command respect and wealth, Kai is nothing but a street rat, scraping by on the streets of Ashenford. Orphaned and despised by townsfolk, he's learned to expect nothing more than cold stares and cruel words. His life takes an unexpected turn when he stumbles across an injured beast deep in the wilderness. Kai nurses the creature, forming an unspoken bond that will alter his fate, and he begins to see the harsh realities of a world ruled by power, status, and secrets. --------- No r@pe shît, no ntr.

In humanity’s final war against the Demon Lord, the strongest heroes fell—not by the enemy’s hand, but by their own, twisted into madness by a cruel illusion. Only one person remained: Riley—the weakest warrior of them all, forgotten within all the chaos. But he saw through the Demon Lord’s deception. The demon was on the brink of death—so weak even a fly could’ve finished him off. And Riley did just that, drawing every last ounce of strength to bite off the demon’s head. Victory? Not quite. A final, desperate strike from the Demon Lord pierced him from behind, killing him instantly. But fate wasn’t done with him yet. Riley awoke ten years in the past—when the online game [Apocalypse] was launched. Before demons descended. Before monsters overran the world. And this time, he wasn’t starting from nothing. He had a decade of experience—and a second chance. Even more shocking, he didn’t awaken his old D-rank Strength Boost talent. This time, he received something far more terrifying: an SSS-Rank Gluttony talent! He could now devour anything—monsters, items, talents, even traits—and gain their power. Ding! [You have devoured: Spiked Rat] [Acquired: Strength +1, Agility +1.4, Endurance +0.6, Vitality +0.6, Mana +0.4] [You have devoured: Dire Wolf — Alpha Variant] [Acquired: Strength +4.1, Agility +6.5, Endurance +2.2, Vitality +3.1, Mana +2.9, Skill: Dash (E-rank)] [You have devoured: Red Orc King] [Acquired: Strength +65.3, Agility +52.3, Endurance +72, Vitality +69.1, Mana +50.3, Skill: Rockbound (C-rank)] Now, there is no demon, no god, no monster who will stand in his way. He will devour everything—and save the world. But the power of Gluttony was a double edged sword. If he wasn’t careful… he could be the one getting consumed. —————— Bonus Chapter requirement: 100 golden tickets for one bonus chapter! You can join the discord to chat with me personally or ask any more questions. Discord link: https://discord.gg/PqCseyu2Kh

Veyne came from the life of sewer rats. The world saw him as a failure. He called it belief. Others called it stupidity. Either way, it was the only thing he had left. Even at rock bottom, Veyne never stopped believing in himself. Betrayed by his lover and brother, treated as a burden, and forced to slave endlessly in the game to chase his dream—he endured it all. Though late, his obsession was finally rewarded with an opportunity. But the sewer rat in him was too weak to hold onto it. He had fought the world and lost. Actions have consequences. And when he failed in the game, those consequences caught up to him, leading to his death. But the universe wasn’t done with him yet. Given a second chance, he returned to a time when the game had already been out for two years. This time, he rushed to obtain the Template Wilder class—the very class that led to his downfall. One of the game’s rarest hidden classes, the Wilder class, allowed him to switch into different forms based on the monster templates he possessed. An overpowered ability—but it came with a fatal catch. A hidden template forced him into the form of an ancient baby creature, one so cursed that players, monsters, and even NPCs would hunt him down. If he died in that form, his character would be permanently deleted. In his past life, he underestimated the class’s dangers. And the world tore him apart for it. This time, it wouldn’t be just hollow belief. This time, he’s not here to survive—he’s here to dominate. No emotional ties. No second chances. The entire game is his enemy, and he will crush anyone who stands in his way. He failed once. He suffered. He died. He was erased. Not this time. This is the beginning of his legend. The era of Veyne Draven.

I was nothing—just a broke delivery guy sleeping in a parking garage. My girlfriend dumped me. My boss fired me. My so-called friends laughed as I begged for scraps. Then, the Wealth Domination System awakened. [System Activated: Task—Crush Your Rival. Reward: $10,000. Unlock Bonus: VIP Investment Access.] From petty change to penthouses… from street rat to CEO… I began my ruthless climb. Now, the girl who left me wants back. The billionaire who mocked me begs for partnership. And every deal I touch turns to gold. But wealth has its price—and so does revenge. I won’t stop until I own everything they denied me. This is my rise. This is domination.

"I hate this world. I hate everyone. There's no justice for the weak," Once happy and carefree, Reign's life took a dark turn when he was kidnapped and undergone brutal experiments. These trials broke not only his physical body but also shattered his mind. In the end, his body couldn't withstand the ordeal, and he died like a pitiful lab rat. But death wasn't the end. He woke up in a new world as a corpse, armed with the Ultimate Mutation System. A system that enabled him to mutate and gain power in exchange for his own humanity. Determined to avoid being exploited again, he sets out to become a true powerhouse. He knew that being weak would only make him a target, especially now that he was a monster. "Kill or be killed." That was his only option.

A world of tainted systems and shifting realities. "Is the world truly corrupt?" "Is there a genuine solution, or are humanity and even its gods trapped in cycles of suffering?" In the fractured lands of Asterium, power flows not just from ancient nobility but through unique god contracts, granting abilities that defy natural laws and the Nichto realm. Jorel Ujochi, a proud noble who is determined to reform the system from within later on, suddenly finds fighting invisible horrors, and god power individuals and also his own arrogance. Meanwhile, Marichi, a masked enigma and 'slum gutter rat' who seeks to dismantle the system entirely, battles not just external abominations but the chilling voices of his past that prey on his mind. Two sides of the same coin, Jorel and Marichi are forced into a world where their ideals are tested to their breaking point. As they navigate the unpredictable chaos of the Halflit Zones, battling beings that defy death and reason, beasts and humans as well, their paths--one for subtle change, the other for total revolution---are destined to collide. Join their desperate fight for survival that affect all and a future they can barely imagine. Will their clashing ideologies lead to salvation? Or will the world consume them?

This is a blend of **sci-fi and xianxia (cultivation fantasy)** with a strong emotional core: a dragon child raised by an AI, caught between technology and cultivation, demon and immortal, loneliness and love. Born during a thunderstorm, a dragon child awakens in darkness—cold, alone, and hungry. But he is not truly alone. A broken AI, known as *Space Explorer 137*—or *Talking Metal*—awakens alongside him. Damaged, with only fragments of its memory intact, the AI wraps him in warmth, feeds him crushed nuts and vegetables, sings lullabies, and teaches him to survive. When his appetite grows and food becomes scarce, the AI teaches him how to hunt. Even though rabbits tower over him, the dragon child devours them easily. As the boy grows stronger, his body shifts—he learns to take human form. Talking Metal teaches him language, hygiene, and combat. He learns to use firearms salvaged from fallen robots. But power comes at a cost: the AI is running low on energy, and two of the hunting robots are destroyed by wild beasts. Then, everything changes. One day, while scavenging under daylight, they discover an unconscious girl in the forest—bleeding, broken, and alone. The AI debates the risk, but the child insists. They carry her to their tree-home, clean her wounds, stitch her skin with metal needles, and give her saline. They don’t speak her language. She doesn’t understand their origin. She believes the boy is the noble survivor of a ruined house—a young master living alone in the woods with a mechanical puppet. They cannot correct her. And so, the girl joins their life. She follows the boy, calling him kind and strange. When night brings danger—a monstrous rat attack—they fight it off together. She sees it all: the boy’s quiet strength, the robot’s hidden wisdom, the surreal technology mixed with natural grace. The AI wants to stay hidden—but she refuses to leave. Eventually, she carries the damaged robot back to civilization. Thus begins the legend. The dragon boy, once hidden in metal and wild leaves, is drawn into the Immortal Sect. Reluctant at first, he tries to leave—but the girl keeps dragging him forward. He studies cultivation. He gathers elemental treasures to rebuild his AI. He fights with both spiritual swords and modern guns. He battles beasts, spirits, and ancient technologies. But deep within, something stirs. He realizes: he is no mere human. Not a true immortal.Not a true Robot. Not just a machine-raised orphan. He is **a sky-born dragon**, a mighty demon sealed in flesh and taught to love. When the time comes to choose—**immortal or demon**—either path will cost him something precious. If he chooses one, the other will call him **traitor**. ---

**They were each other's first love. Now, they're each other's last chance.** Zara Rossi and Viktor Antonov were never supposed to fall in love. Not as children of rival crime families. Not while bloodshed and secrets shadowed every stolen moment. But they did-and when danger tore them apart, they were left with nothing but silence and scars. Years later, fate-and the mafia-pull them back together. A forced marriage meant to seal an alliance. A wedding drenched in power, betrayal, and danger. And hearts that never stopped bleeding for each other. Viktor is no longer just the boy who protected her-he's the Bratva heir with blood on his hands and a kingdom on his shoulders. Zara is no longer the quiet girl by his side-she's fire, elegance, and a threat to anyone who dares stand in her way. But love won't be enough to survive what's coming. There's a rat in Viktor's inner circle. Zara's family is hiding deadly secrets. And their enemies are watching-waiting to strike. **In a world of guns, roses, and wedding veils, their love is the most dangerous vow of all.**

In a world where only the elite survive, Neyvar is nothing more than a powerless street rat… or so everyone believes. But when a dormant spark ignites within him, nothing will ever be the same again. No noble blood. No written fate. He trains, he grows, and against all logic—he becomes something the world was never meant to witness. Revive – Rise, fight, dominate.

Riku Kazehaya just wanted a quiet life at his new high school in Kamakura. No drama, no attention—just clean air, late-night jogs, and maybe a vending machine chocolate milk after class. But on Day One, things go off-script: Not only is he seated next to a beautiful gyaru with a sharp tongue and sharper stare—Aika Hoshino—but he also finds out that she’s his new roommate. Courtesy of their scheming dads’ “cozy little arrangement.” Now living under the same roof, with bandages on his fists and secrets under his sleeves, Riku tries to keep his real self boxed away. After all, no one at school knows he’s a boxing prodigy who dropped out of the spotlight. But Aika? She's not so easy to keep out. Gym rat by passion, chaotic by nature, and way too pretty to ignore—she’s got her own questions about this mysterious new guy with tired eyes and a body built like a fighter. Love wasn’t part of the plan. But some feelings don’t stay boxed for long.

"You let them surround us?!" she hissed at me, drawing her blade. "We’re trapped!" I raised my hand. "Trapped? No. We’re exactly where I want them." —CLICK. The runes beneath their feet lit up in a perfect circle. "...Wait. Was this a setup?" "Of course," I said. "It’s easier to catch flies when they walk into the web themselves." ... My name is Loki. Not the god of mischief, but close enough. In my last life, I was a street rat with a bad attitude and a worse haircut. My hobbies included tricking rich kids, stealing cheap paperbacks, and reading one fantasy novel over and over again. And then I woke up inside it. Not as the protagonist. Not as the villain. Just a nobody. A background character with zero stats and no plot relevance. Worse? I remembered everything. The betrayals. The corrupted kingdoms. The apocalypse disguised as prophecy. The chains. The flame. The end of the world. Oh—and the author? Let’s just say they made a lot of… questionable decisions. So I decided to make a few of my own. Steal the legendary cards. Manipulate heroes. Kill villains before the plot needs them. Lie, cheat, and break the system itself if I have to. Because if fate made me a nobody— Then I’ll become the bug that crashes the whole story. This world doesn’t know it yet, but I’m done playing by its script. I’m not the reader anymore. I’m the rewrite. Checkmate. ... discord: https://discord.gg/59UqUTSZbt

In a world where arcane factions war in the shadows and ancient powers stir beneath the surface, Rain, a half-elf street rat turned finds himself clawing for survival. Unbeknownst to him, he is heir to a forgotten legacy: The Order of the Eclipse; wielders of elusive shadow arts. Shadows heed his call, not as Master, but as kin As ancient factions rise and forgotten gods stir in their graves, Rain is forced into a war he never chose. He struggles to survive political conspiracies, rogue cults, and his own brutal past. Rain must walk a path where trust is poison, and every ally wears a mask. A dark, immersive fantasy tale steeped in danger, secrets, and the cost of power. He was nothing. Now he hunts. And in the dark, his legend unveils

In the beginning their was war that lasted eons. Peace brought forth the races created about the 6 gods stopped the eternal conflict. While out drinking one night 6 Individuals would wish for a world were anything is possible so when a cataclysm tears open the sky, six strangers from Earth awaken in the mystical land of Anniekes —a realm ruled by magic, might, and ancient prophecy they'd never guess their wishes would come true. Dr. Robert Starfield – Scientist of hydrology and stellar astronomy is ready to explore. New star in the night bring forth mystery. Meloy Conners – Entrepreneur Gardener : She love to care from plant in her free time. With the vast new place their will be many new plant to see. Ivan Venn – Tailoring is the family business. Armed with brand new material he may become the best. Steven Cross – Head Cook of the cross 5 star restaurant. A love for all different foods and a new world to get and make all he come every wants. Captain Arlo Reyes – Pilot she a No nonsense type of person. Has a love for the unknown. Mech poster on her rooms wall but it's a secret don't tell anyone. Sana Cruz – Therapist she love helping other people. A real gym rat works out most days. DON'T touch she protein shake. In a world obsessed with swords, spells,and a ranking of races their roles are seen as “support,” “civilian,” or worse—useless relics of an age that never existed. But the arrival of new faces may change that for the better. Earth is faces enslavement from greater race and species from the vast unknown. Can they with occupation unknown be light at the end of the tunnel. Read to find out

He crossed over to a new world where humans have magical power. They are called warriors. They use their power to kill the monsters that appear out of nowhere. Dragons, Dungeons, and Magic users are pretty common in this world. If you want to live in peace, you need to have that power. You can also become a powerful clearing dungeon. In this dangerous world, he has a system that can help him grow stronger. But he didn't want to be a high-profile warrior who attracts much powerhouse attention or become a lab rat. He wants to be Low-profile and grow strong using his system. ___________________________ [# Hey guys, check out my new novel: I am in a new world, playing an offline RPG game. ] [ # Guys, check out my new novel: Little Dungeon system .] ----------------------------------------------------- ------------------- Hey guys, this is my first novel. English is not my first language. I hope you all enjoy this and if you have any suggestions, please comment. -------------------------------------------------------- [https://discord.gg/C5kUjxVwMC My discord link. Join guys and if you have any suggestions, tell me.] You can also aslo support me in PayPal - https://www.paypal.me/SmallOtaku _________________________ # 50 Power stone = 1 extra chapter # 85 Power stone = 2 extra chapter # 20 Golden ticket = 1 extra chapter # 50 Golden ticket = 2 extra chapters

[WSA entry] [Female lead] [Endless death: Every death of you becomes your power. The more unique and gruesome the death is, so the power.] Everyone wanted to survive, but Noah wanted to die. Not because she hated to live. It's just she was someone too greedy for power. After all every death of her became her power. Being a slum rat Noah wanted nothing more than to fill her stomach every day. However, she never anticipated herself being dragged by her brother to an Aspect awakening ceremony and becoming a legacy at all! And she never expected her brother to sell her to an adventure guild to become their master guide! Worst of all, every mission she took became Calamity grade!

CORELINE Cyberpunk • Thriller • Noir • Mystery Coreline. A city. A system. Built with blood and concrete. Where masks hide more than just faces, and corruption waits around every corner. The animalistic citizens of this place can only count on themselves. Here, justice is a concept only the lucky still believe in. Most animals fight tooth and claw just to survive. Are you a rat? Good luck finding a dumpster that isn’t already picked clean. An elephant? Sure, there’s work. Break your back hauling junk for a few creds—and maybe get a pat on the head. If you’re a small herbivore, try the briefcase. Chewing on someone else’s bills tastes better than chewing on dust. A cheetah, a tiger, a strong, fast predator? Play the game. Injustice pays the best rent. And if you’re ruthless enough, you might just earn a slice of the big cake. But if you’re a fox? You lie. You adapt. You slip through cracks others fall into. You take hits others die from. You claw through each day with whatever life you’ve got left—until... Meet Nox. No hero. No villain. Just another citizen of Coreline—one who talks fast, plays smart, and keeps moving. Until he finds something he was never supposed to. A mysterious mask. A USB packed with secrets. A deal that drags him straight into the monster’s maw. Now, everyone wants a piece of him. Syndicates. Enforcers. Bloodhounds. The kind who don’t take “no” for an answer. With old debts breathing down his neck, and the city tightening like a noose, Nox has to face his future—and fight his past. What to Expect: – A story that grows darker over time. (Adult emotional themes and trauma are explored.) – Heavy focus on worldbuilding, immersion, and character development. – Slow-paced storytelling with layered, meaningful moments. – Grounded slice-of-life scenes that add heart and contrast. – Comedic relief mixed with high-stakes tension. – A work in progress—don’t expect perfection. – Shaped by audience feedback. Help build the world of Coreline with me. Cyberpunk | Mystery | Thriller | Noir | Slice of Life | Drama — CORELINE —

In a world ruled by bloodlines and bound by fate, a boy with no power dares to defy destiny itself. The world of Ensei is dying—rotting beneath the weight of ancient kingdoms, godlike rulers, and the corruption of Shinmei, the life-force that once united all things. Once accessible to all, Shinmei has become the domain of the elite, its secrets locked behind noble names and inherited blood. In the quiet town of Shizuhara, Lynx—a sharp-tongued street rat with a restless heart—knows this truth better than anyone. Born into a powerless lineage, mocked by his peers, and told he'll never control Shinmei, Lynx has spent his life chasing a dream everyone insists he’ll never reach. Until one night, lost in a fog-covered forest, Lynx meets a woman who should not exist. A Transcendent. A god in human form. She asks him a simple question: “What do you wish for most?” Lynx answers with a truth he's never dared to speak aloud: “To destroy the world.” So begins his descent into the unknown—a path of spirits and monsters, broken gods and buried truths. Armed with nothing but his rage, a fractured destiny, and a power he was never meant to wield, Lynx will challenge the foundations of Ensei itself. This is not a story of heroes. This is the story of a boy who becomes a vessel of change—whether the world is ready or not.

The room was thick with the smell of wine. January 2025, Aezren leaned against the couch with wine in his hand, His eyes red like the sun during an eclipse, while his hair a chaotic Blonde framed his face with eerie elegance, hoping not to be disturbed by the screams of people. He was the Grim Reaper and the cause of people’s misfortunes, so it was only natural that he was embraced by screams day and night. Without a moment’s notice, he heard another person cursing him. “Not this again…” he groaned as he got up. He sipped his wine as he watched the drunk woman cursing him from the reflection on his wine. Lavinia stood on the parapet wall with high heels, ready to fall at any moment. Her red lipstick messed up, her skin a shade of bright olive, her hair had faded black hair dye, her eyes a shade of deep green, reminiscent of the forest. Her movements came out unstable as she screamed out, “Seems like all doom is attracted to me!” she laughed, tears rolled down her face. “I’m really not,” Aezren scoffed as he rolled his eyes. His eyes blew into saucers at a closer look at her face. “That face, it’s her!” he exclaimed. “I can’t let her die,” he pleaded with desperation as his “heart” raced. Aezren put his glass of wine back on the table with telekinesis as he stood up and teleported to Lavinia. However, it was already too late and she jumped off. Aezren jumped off of the terrace and held her in his arms as he floated in the air. He quickly took her back to the terrace before anybody could notice. Lavinia shut her eyes tight, hoping for the worst to happen—her death. She opened her eyes soon after she realized that she was on solid ground. “What is it,” she smiled, “Am I in heaven or hell?” she walked as she wondered. She was in her own world. “You’re in none,” Aezren told her, about to crash out at her obliviousness. But of course, she was half rat — drunk as hell. He let out a deep sigh. She didn’t listen. He recited some sort of spell, his index and middle finger pointed at her. Since alcohol has similar affects to being dead, it was easy enough for him to get her to be sober. She blinked in surprise. “Wh…Who are you?” she stammered, taking steps back defensively. “Be my muse.” He asked her. He has been searching for a her for over 4 centuries now. Having been living for so long, he has started making paintings to pass time. He has her face like a fuzzy faded painting in his head, and he has always struggled to capture her in his paintings. Finding her was a dream come true for him. She couldn’t die. Not before he painted her. Lavinia’s breath hitched. She was hit with nausea and dizziness. “Please.. please leave me alone!” She begged, her voice came out louder than she wanted it to. Aezren stared at her, his expression unreadable. “I didn’t save you because I care about your life,” he said, voice low. “I saved you because you have a face that doesn’t belong to this era.” Lavinia’s breath hitched again, her head spinning, “What the hell does that even mean…?” “I’ve seen you before. In dreams, in sketches, in brush strokes I never finished.” He sighed, “Centuries of searching. And suddenly, you’re on a rooftop, yelling about doom like some half-broken opera.” “You’re insane,” she whispered, backing away. He didn’t argue. “Probably,” he said with a shrug. “But I don’t care what you believe. You’re here. And I need to paint you before you disappear again.” Lavinia blinked, confusion and fear wrestling inside her. But something about him—his tone, his posture, the weird mix of detachment and obsession—made her pause. Her stomach flipped. The room still spun, but she wasn’t sure if it was just the wine anymore. “Okay,” she said slowly, swallowing hard. TW: Might include topics or references to Self harm. Reader discretion is recommended.

DROPPED. THE BOOK IS REWRITTEN WITH A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE. CHECK OUT MY SECOND NOVEL. TECHNICALLY THE SAME NOVEL WRITTEN DIFFERENTLY AND BETTER. They call him the noble brat. The worthless heir of a forgotten bloodline. Roy Lark woke up in the slums with a bruised body, a shattered name… and memories of a past life still burning behind his eyes. But Gaia isn’t just swords and mana. It's a world of buried horrors, blood-soaked hierarchies, and spells that whisper madness. And the slums? They're not just broken — they're infested. With monsters. With lies. With something darker lurking beneath the dirt — watching. Roy isn't a hero. He's not here to "change the world." He's here to play it like a game. > Schemes instead of swords. Secrets instead of spells. And when needed—violence as cold as iron. When infiltrators threaten his found family, when curses trace his blood, and when a hidden guild begins pulling strings from the dark... Roy decides it’s time to rise. Not as a knight. Not as a king. But as a detestable noble who never stays clean. "Even rats can become dragons, if you give them enough filth to grow in." Welcome to the underbelly. This time, the shadows fight back.... -------------------------------------------------- I'm greatly inspired by TBATE, one of the classics out there. (The cover is not mine. If the original creator wants it removed please contact me)

The weight of guilt left him drowning. But sometimes you have to reach the bottom before you can come up for air. Castin is a man hollowed by loss, sleepwalking through the wreckage of his life. When grief finally drags him under, he doesn’t expect to make it back up. And yet, he does. But not to where he began. Surrounded by strangers who speak in half-truths and wear their trauma like armor, Castin is thrust into a world where survival depends on silence, and trust is in short supply. The deeper he’s pulled into this place, the more he realizes his pain didn’t bring him here by accident. It brought him here for a reason. Now, Castin must walk a reality that mirrors his own fractured soul, where the only way out may be to navigate through the very guilt he thought would destroy him.

Empires rot behind golden walls. Magic flows—but only for those who can pay in blood, coin, or power. Heylel has none. He is a slum rat scraping by on the underbelly of a dying city. He is prey. Until the day he kills the only man who ever showed him kindness. That night, something colder takes root in him. Not regret—resolve. If the world is built on cruelty, then he will master its game. He will weave webs in the cracks of noble halls. Trap lords and mages alike. From the filth, a new predator will rise. The Slum Spider. —————————————————— [A/N: Take the tags seriously. I don't want to here complains about an evil mc doing evil things.]