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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. --------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

In the sprawling Iron Depths, survival is a game rigged by the ruling corporation, Eclipse. For Angel, An orphan with a knack for slipping through the cracks, Life has always been about keeping his heart beating for another day. Yet the unexpected could push him on a course that he could have never imagined. Romance, Action, Smart Mc, Handsome Mc, Weak to strong. Cyberpunk and Arcane inspired.

In a world where the realms of Light and Shadow are at constant war, Seraphina, a powerful witch with a dark lineage, and Azrael, the fearsome Demon Prince, are sworn enemies. Bound by a cruel twist of fate and a cursed prophecy, they are forced into an uneasy alliance to prevent the rise of the Endbringer, a being capable of destroying both realms. As their powers grow stronger and the lines between loyalty and love blur, Seraphina and Azrael must confront their deepest fears and darkest secrets. Can they resist the pull of their forbidden bond, or will their love be the key to salvation—or destruction? Excerpt: A Glimpse into the Future The battlefield was silent, the echoes of the war they had fought fading into the night. Seraphina stood before Azrael, her heart pounding, her mind racing with emotions she could no longer suppress. The flicker of dying flames illuminated the space between them, casting shadows on their weary faces. “I can't keep pretending anymore, Azrael,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft wind that swept through the ruins. Her hands trembled as she took a hesitant step forward. “This war, this fight… it’s torn me apart. But what hurts the most is knowing that, despite everything, I—” “Don’t say it,” Azrael interrupted, his voice strained. He looked away, clenching his fists. His demonic eyes flashed with an intensity that made her heart ache. “If you say it, I won’t be able to stop myself. I won’t be able to walk away.” Seraphina took another step, her eyes never leaving his. “Maybe I don’t want you to walk away.” Azrael’s breath caught in his throat. Slowly, he turned to face her, his mask of cold indifference cracking. His hand reached out, trembling slightly, as his fingers grazed her cheek. “Seraphina… I’ve fought it for so long. I’ve told myself you’re my enemy, that we could never—” “But we’re not enemies anymore,” Seraphina interrupted, her voice soft but firm. She closed the distance between them, placing her hand over his. “We’re something else. Something… more.” Azrael swallowed hard, his gaze locked on hers. “I’ve loved you from the moment I realized I couldn’t destroy you. And every day since, I’ve fought that love, afraid of what it would mean. But now… I can’t fight it anymore.” Tears welled up in Seraphina’s eyes as she whispered, “Then don’t.” Their lips met in a kiss filled with the weight of everything they had been through—the battles, the betrayals, the bloodshed—and the promise of everything they could become. But as their love ignited, the distant rumble of thunder echoed in the distance, a dark reminder that their war was far from over. ****End of Excerpt***** Can their love truly survive the chaos that threatens to consume both realms? What will they do when they discover the ultimate price for their bond?

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No one can see it. Only the eyes of the Prophet can see the true world. I see it. I am The Prophet Mirai had led a horrible life in the backwater streets of Louhia. On his way home from his workplace, he notices a crack in the sky and darkness covers the city. With the voice in his head leading him, Mirai realises...... He knows the future CURRENTLY ON HIATUS

After the event humans had termed as the new beginning, people had received strange magical powers and beasts mutated, and the world changed in incomprehensible ways as the planet became bigger and monsters ran amok. Gideon is seen as a disappointment as he has a very weak poison affinity and is often mocked and bullied by his peers and was almost disowned by his parents on multiple occasions. But things change when he is about to die but then a strange green bead falls from a spatial crack and lands on his head granting his the poison system. The world will shake under his feet and the gods will tremble at his name. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Cover art is not mine

How long can one ignore the voices in their head? Nine years. To Mark, that was the limit. For the majority of his life, Mark White has been fighting a constant battle for his sanity. The voices in his head pushed him toward madness one whisper at a time, and the music he used to ward against them was gradually losing its effects. As his mental state slowly deteriorated, Mark spent more of his time working on a game he had been developing and lamenting his lack of romantic experience. One night, the voices dealt him a powerful blow, bringing their battle to an end. To his surprise, Mark won the battle, but that came at a great cost. The voices might have disappeared, but a visual hallucination arrived to replace them, taking the form of a character from his game: Maids VS Apocalypse. Little did he know that the real apocalypse was already coming for him.

Shirley investigates the world and solves mysteries everywhere. She questions the suspects, examines the clues, follows every lead she has, and stops the person or persons behind the case when she cracks the case. Later, she teams up with a girl named Diane Watson, who helps her solve cases.

Criminals, murderers, and thieves—society's outcasts. But does their life hold no value? Enter Inspector Narad, a relentless detective on a mission to crack an unsolved case that has the city on edge. Someone is targeting criminals, delivering their own brand of justice. Who is behind these mysterious killings? Dive into the thrilling pages of 'Captain Deshbhakt' and uncover the truth. Every twist and turn will keep you guessing until the very end. Are you ready to find out who the real hero is?"

Several years ago, in the year 2099, the world as we know it thus far had fractured. The sky, or what we knew as it cracked, revealing that Earth was never alone—it was merely an island in a larger land. https://discord.gg/83y6nXUKcC

Elara was not a nosy person, but something about her supposedly perfect boss helplessly weeping at night in an empty office triggered her curiosity. Mr. Terrence, her boss, was the ideal image of perfection: powerful, rich, and amiable. There had not been a single flaw in him until the day she saw the crack in his mask. Not only was he not the dominant figure she had assumed, but he was also clingy, sweet, and... wasn’t this the ideal puppy boyfriend?! How was this possible? Her boss was actually a secret softie! Follow Elara as she navigates the chaotic relationship with her 'perfect' boss, filled with nothing but surprises!

Dreams are everything that identify a person's ideology. Dreams form ambitions, ambitions form personality, but what would happen if all of the above formed into power your dreams gift you. The larger your ambitions the stronger you're power may become. But what would happen if you dream too much?

Discord link :-https://discord.gg/VYpeADXd38 join for character artworks *ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear. "Hello..." he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth. "Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?" a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab. The boy, referred to as the "Pissed-up Prat" by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, "Who is this?" "What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!" the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent. The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked. As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state. The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine. Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, "Whose shop is this?" In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind. [The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]

THIS IS A WORLD OF DANGER . THE DAY WHEN REALITY CHANGED . IT STARTED AFTER A CRACK APPEARED ON EARTH AND MANA STARTED TO LEAK FROM IT . IT LED TO THE CREATION OF DUNGEONS AND SUPERHUMANS KNOWN AS "HUNTERS"

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"Let her go" segye said his voice slipping from a commanding tone to pleading .. "If i decide not to ,what would you do "? li liuax asked blood dripping from the right side of his head ... segye ,please help me ...eun seo cried as she struggled in li liuax hands. "You have ruined my entire army and half of my people , she will pay for your sins ..li liuax replied holding his crystaled dagger to her neck. "Segye ,do something , please don't let him hurt me she begged as tears ran down her eyes .. "Don't do it, u can take me instead, don't touch her ....let her go! i beg you, just let her go segye pleaded as he fell to his knees. Li liuax smiled bitterly " what do we have here the great lord on his knees because of a woman, a mere mortal ...watch her die he said as he sliced her throat .... Stop........Nooo!!!!! He watched as blood ran down her hands as she fell to her knee at last in a short breath she died .....Thunder roared, lightening flashed striking each side of the dimension with violent force. He pulled her lifeless body into his hands " Eun seo, hey stay with me alright ".she was gone "..... "Aarghhhh... He yelled the earth and soil cracked and shook violently ... "What have you done you will pay dearly for this "he said as he placed her body gently to the ground, rose into the air, the soil beneath him began to erupt and follow suit, the air grew chill and still, his eyes the color of the deep blue sea... power emitted from him. "LI liuax stood frozen, his mouth agape, fear gripped him like a leach, he trembled under the presence of a stronger being. Light and wind connected, soil and water merged a tsunami arose combining into one before erupting like a volcano, fire sprouted and conquered the entire dimension ..... "Segye landed on his feet the bright and dark color in his eyes vanished. The shield which had appeared above eun seos body cracked open .... "just then segye realized that she too had become a god ....... THE LORD OF GODS Read more..

"You're already the mother of my four children," Arsalan chuckled, "and you're about to bring another one into this world. And you say I wasn't romantic?" Sahira stared at him with scornful eyes. "If you want to know how romantic you were," she said, her voice laced with venom, "then listen..." She recounted her experiences in such a poisonous tone that Arsalan's cheeks flushed to his ears. "And if you want to hear about all the things you did to me..." Arsalan's playful demeanor evaporated. He released her wrist, and Sahira wriggled away from him. Arsalan's gaze fell to the ground. "Was I that bad?" "You're far worse than bad, Arsalan. This act of amnesia you're putting on - you could fool the entire world with it. But not me. I've seen your masterful acting before. But I'm not going to fall for your deception anymore, Arsalan Ansari." Sahira was about to turn and walk away when Arsalan's voice reached her from behind. "Hira...can't you forgive me? I don't remember anything about my past. I don't remember anything about who I was, what I did... Please believe me. Forgive me." For a moment, Sahira's heart wavered. Her feet remained rooted to the spot. She turned to face him, her eyes filled with doubt. "Very well. What a splendid performance, Arsalan. You should win an Oscar," she said sarcastically, and walked away. Arsalan let out a deep sigh and stood there, alone. -------- Arsalan Ansari, the ruthless mafia kingpin, operates on a cold, calculated smile. But a glimpse of vulnerability cracks his icy facade. Has amnesia truly buried his past - a past rife with vengeance and betrayal - or is this a masterfully crafted ploy to outmaneuver his enemies? As the line between truth and manipulation blurs, one thing remains certain: underestimating Arsalan Ansari could be your deadliest mistake.

"Madisyn, I need to know!" Joey's voice trembled with urgency, her eyes searching Madisyn's for answers. "You don't deserve to know!" Madisyn shot back, her voice cracking as tears welled up in her eyes. "Not after you broke up with me!" Her words dissolved into sobs, her chest heaving with the weight of her emotions. "Please," Joey's voice softened, filled with desperation. "Just tell me… is the kid you're pregnant with mine or is it my brother's?" --- Madisyn had always envisioned a simple, colorful life. She dreamed of nurturing her children with love and being a devoted mother, building the family she had always longed for. After years of falling for the wrong men, she thought she had finally found the perfect one, the man who would complete her picture of happiness. But she had made a grave mistake. In her eagerness for love, she had handed over her heart too quickly, trusting too easily. It was a mistake that would cost her dearly when he abandoned her at the altar, leaving her humiliated on what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. As if that betrayal wasn’t enough, she soon uncovered the bitter truth: his love had never been real. He had faked every tender word, every promise of forever. But fate has a way of balancing the scales. Madisyn knew that revenge was a dish best served cold, and what could be more satisfying than turning to the one person her ex hated most? His own brother. Dating his brother wasn't just about moving on; it was about reclaiming her power. It was about showing him that she could rise from the ashes he left behind and find love in the most unexpected place—right under his nose.

He, who stands above heaven itself watched the world in voidful eyes, a path treaded by himself, a lonely, bloody, and fearful path. In the past some call him insane to tread such path, now only he watched from all above. Collecting many legendary sword techniques, body cultivation, and those who all called forbidden to even attempt, He mastered them without a discrimination. Now, nothing mattered to Him. Companions he met on the journey died of old age or killed in battle. Eons have passed as the origin of his birth has been washed away from the sand of time. The name of his parents, he could barely remember, and the name they gave to him has washed away in the myrimid of titles he was called. Now He refers to himself as Blade as the sword is the only thing he could remember. "How boring" Blade looked below from heaven, he once struggle to climb the mountain, yet after reaching the pinnacle, he would looked to see there is always something above. Now he can destroy the celestial body itself yet.. ...he felt bored He once craved for power and after obtaining unsurmountable power he felt no joy nor a sense of accomplishment. *Crack* A crack upon his soul appear, it was not a mistake made but an intended action. *Crack, crack* More cracked appeared, it was his own doing, action that would inflict soul-wrenching pain, was only a sensation he could ignore. A flash of memory passed him, a normal teenager who wished to be born a girl, a fragment of his past from a country named Japan. *Shatter!* Pieces of his souls shattered, a faint surge of emotion came to his head. "Goodbye world" ====== Mc will be emotionless, traveling the new world he was put in, but it will be abit graphic so it's not for the faint of heart M/F

In a love that defies the odds, May and Kay's hearts beat as one. Their bond is unbreakable, their connection pure and true. Together, they find solace in each other's arms. But one fateful mistake shatters their bliss, leaving their love in pieces. Can they mend the cracks and rekindle the flame? As May navigates Kay's passionate and protective nature, will their love be strong enough to overcome the darkness? Or will Kay's all-consuming devotion threaten to consume them both?

Warning! Warning! There’s a bug in the system. There’s a bug in the system. Different participants are randomly being pulled into the System. Welcome, participant 12.3489489223823. [You are now part of the Forsaken. Your name is Xia Yunfei, and you’ve been given the chance to fight for your survival.] Xia Yunfei stood on the edge of a crumbling cliff, the ground rumbling beneath her feet. The once-familiar landscape had twisted into something menacing—a sky painted with churning black clouds, lightning cracking ominously above, and a forest now dense with shadows, every tree seeming to lean toward her, as if alive with malice. The voice of the System echoed in her mind: “You have three hours to complete your mission. Fail, and you will be eliminated.” “What kind of twisted game is this?” she muttered, her fingers tightening around the hilt of her dagger. Around her, the world pulsed with unpredictable threats: tornados could rise from nowhere, floods could swallow entire landscapes, and cracks could open in the earth itself. A faint sound caught her attention. She turned, and a figure emerged from the shadows—a man with a cold smirk, his dark eyes studying her with an unsettling amusement. It was Mo Ran, a member of the Overseers, his presence almost as foreboding as the storm-laden sky. “Are you lost?” he asked, his voice smooth and mocking, like the calm before a storm. His gaze was sharp, merciless, like someone who’d seen countless participants fall. Xia Yunfei glared at him, knowing better than to trust the Overseers. They were spectators of their suffering, observers of each desperate moment. This game wasn’t about survival; it was about entertainment, a spectacle where each twist of fate could be deadly. With her pulse racing and no choice but to press forward, Xia Yunfei stepped into the forest, every instinct on high alert. Her path would be riddled with disasters crafted by a system run amok—a world where firestorms, flash floods, and avalanches were as inevitable as the countdown in her head. Will Xia Yunfei harness her hidden powers and defy the apocalyptic odds, or will she be consumed by the darkness that threatens to swallow her whole?

(crack) Stacie was scared. she just heard the sounds of bones being broken,head falling at her feet, throats were being slit. in the midst of all this happening around her, an imagery character appeared, walking towards her. his face well defined giving his jaws sharp edges. his muscularity couldn't be hidden under the thin layer of shredded cloth on him. each step he takes emitting the strong and powerful aura around him, made Stacie forgets how to breath. when he got to her front he halt, slowly went down with his green eyes piercing into her soul. he reached out to her and embraced her inhaling her sweet scent.

"Genevieve, don't you get it?" Jonathan's voice was laced with a hint of frustration, his words cutting through the air like a sharp blade. "I don't love you, and I never have," he continued, his tone devoid of emotion, leaving Genevieve's heart shattered into a million pieces. "Jonathan, wait... what do you mean?" Genevieve's voice trembled, her words barely above a whisper, as she struggled to comprehend the harsh reality. But Jonathan's expression remained resolute, his eyes cold and unyielding. "I love you, Genevieve, but I can't imagine a life with you," he said, his voice cracking with a mix of guilt and relief. "The wedding is off, I can't do this to myself," he declared, his words echoing through the room like a death sentence. Genevieve's world crumbled around her, her dreams shattered, her heart broken. "I'm sorry for telling you now," Jonathan said, his voice laced with regret, but it was too late, the damage was done. "Please stay," Genevieve begged, her voice cracking with desperation, but Jonathan was already gone, leaving her with a shattered heart. "I hope you find someone else," he said, his parting words a cruel twist of the knife, "someone who will love you like you deserve." But Genevieve's mind was a blur, her thoughts consumed by the anguish of Jonathan's rejection. She was lost in a sea of despair, unable to escape the pain that threatened to engulf her. Until Jayjay's soft voice pierced through the darkness, "Wake up, sleeping beauty." Genevieve's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto her cousin's concerned face. "What are you doing in my room?" she asked, her voice husky from sleep, her mind still reeling from the vivid nightmare.

[A Danmei Story] Zhen Lixin wakes up after a long sleep, only to find himself as a complete stranger. When all his memories are gone, his journey to unveil the story around him is afoot, accompanied by a strange voice in his head. Will the voice within guide him on the path to truth or lead him further into the shadows of uncertainty?

In the kingdom of Draconia, where ancient legends still live, Selinia, a young woman scarred by her past, seeks to escape from her cruel family. As an illegitimate daughter, Selinia has faced abuse from her family. When her father, in a desperate attempt to avoid execution, tells a grand lie that his daughter possesses a magical voice that can slow down – or even break – the curse, Selinia is thrust into a dangerous game. King Theodore, cursed with dark powers and only one year left to live , decides to go along with the desperate man’s tale, bringing Selinia to the castle. There, she discovers that her father has made her out to be someone with a powerful voice, even though it isn’t true. Determined to gain the freedom she has always longed for, Selinia chooses to use whatever tricks she can to deceive the king. However, as she fights for her own survival, she faces complex challenges and entanglements in a world full of deceit and darkness. Will Selinia be able to save herself, or will she fall victim to the dark legacy of Draconia?

All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?

Kael had been awake for days, haunted by the same vision every time he closed his eyes. It started the same way—his father’s voice calling his name, followed by the unbearable pressure in his chest, and then the darkness. He saw the Stone of Raelith, glowing with an eerie, pulsating light, before everything was consumed by shadow. Then came the voice—a voice not of this world, promising power and death in equal measure.

In a bustling city, top journalist Han Sohee teams up with Tae hu, a quiet detective, to crack a tough case. As they dig deeper, they uncover ties to Han Sohee's past and sparks fly. Tae hu, usually a loner, starts to open up. Their growing bond adds a twist to their investigation. Will their newfound closeness help them solve the case, or will it complicate everything?