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For 15 years, a mysterious voice told Ash two things 'Get stronger' and 'Fight.' Not the best advice, but when you're stuck in a monster-infested limbo, you take what you can get. Then, a god shows up, opens a rift, and throws Ash (monsters included) onto Earth. There, he meets his doppelganger, Thorne, who immediately hates him. Why? Thorne thinks Ash wants to steal his hard-earned social status. Yeah, as if Ash cares about high school politics while eldritch horrors are ransacking the mall. Ash’s plan is simple: punch monsters, grab a burger, and enjoy his new life. If Thorne wants a rivalry, he'll have to get in line—right behind the monster tearing up Main Street

"On that day, Zach Harper died-" Or at least that was how it was supposed to be. I died. But there was good news, and bad news. The good news; I was reincarnated! Transmigrated into the World of Aethoria! Holy fuck, miracles do happen! But the bad news was, "Huh? What's this?" ... [DING!] A New Quest has been issued:- Type:- SURVIVAL Name:- Quest To Becoming Stronger: Description: The {Great Calamity} is coming...Get stronger and survive. Duration-: ... Reward:- ... Penalty:- Death, ??? ] ... I had to survive. •••• Join the discord! https://discord.gg/3E6p8AdQVR ••• Stone goals will be re-updated soon.

There are heroes in this world. Unlike us lowly people, they are humans who were chosen by the absolutes. And I am a human who steals the women of such protagonists. *** For advance chapters visit my Patreon. Link: patreon.com/aarvan

This story is simply immortal knowledge, and lessons are told in story form. He will recite past experiences and lessons he’s learned in his life. Hoping the readers will learn something.

I woke up in a strange forest, surrounded by monsters and strangers. No explanation, no warning—just a strange glowing Sphere in my dreams and the overwhelming instinct to survive. I'm not the only one. Others were thrown into this nightmare, each with their own Sphere, each fighting for strength, control, and power. Some formed alliances. Others turned to murder. The strong preyed on the weak, and the weak died screaming. I refused to die. With every kill, my Sphere grew stronger, feeding on the energy of the creatures in this cursed place. But I was never the strongest—just the most desperate. While others sought to rule, I chose to survive. Yet, no matter how much I tried to stay hidden, gods had other plans. Blood was spilled, a war was waged, and by the time it was over, only a handful of us remained. The greater truth—this forest, this "dungeon", was only the beginning. A vast world lay beyond its borders, filled with kingdoms, ancient magic, and creatures far worse than the ones we had already faced. The Sphere was more than just power; it was a curse, a trap, a key to something far greater than any of us understood. Something that exceeded our theories, and even endangered our old home, Earth. And we were never meant to survive. This is my story. My confession. My journal. _______________________________ The story does include romance, and a lot of tragedy. New chapters every week!

This is the story of a young man named, Blaze Constantine, who has taken on the family business, since his father has disappeared under mysterious circumstances. Blaze is now tasked with keeping the balance between his world and other worlds(planes).

Frieda Evans, the daughter of the former Royal head physician is required to treat the Dark Lord's illness or she dies. After being tricked into marrying the scheming king, she gradually realizes that he isn't all that he seems and maybe the cure to his heart disease is a little... love?

In a world where colossal monsters rule 90% of the world's territory, Parahuman women are the only ones capable of facing them. Gregory is a newly graduated Hunter, slightly above average in talent but at the top of the scale when it comes to ambition. As monsters ravage the land, he can only rely on his Hounds to survive. That’s why he believes that rewarding and caring for his Hounds with 100% dedication is only natural. He will do whatever it takes to protect them and make them stronger, just as they protect him...

A self proclaimed researcher that is documenting unknown anomalies in his journal and you the viewer manage to find his journal.

Updates @ 13:00 (+8 GMT) Naga can be many things. Yet, none had ever been a dungeon core. Chavu is one, after two hundred years of service to the old one, which was smashed as he napped in his pond cavern. Marcellus greets him with a bloody sandal, yet, Chavu has never felt too much fear of anything. Well, maybe of flutes, but that is a perfectly reasonable fear. Together with a gnomic colony, and a prince who doesn’t quite know what he is doing, Chavu will take up the system, or, the snappy auntie, as he calls her, on her challenge. Does he have what it takes to survive as a dungeon core? Will he rake in a profit? This is a journey of a dungeon core, who doesn't play by the rules!

A 21st Century Medical Researcher was targeted by her organization due to her numerous merit and got killed in the process of escaping, thinking that she already died, she never thought that the heavens would play a twist in her life when she suddenly woke up in a different body and in a different time zone. I can still accept the "different body" but say what? I also have a husband?! I don't even have a lover back then! What's freakingly happening with life?! ctto for the cover~

Hellium Dexter is a drained, 26 year old, old man who believes that his sole reason for living is to overwork himself. Contrary to his lifestyle, his agemates had been busy making their lives successful, with both time and money, plus girlfriends. While he, on the other hand, had been assigned to an unreasonable boss and toxic officemates who seem to enjoy living trampling others. The only paradise he can achieve in this earthly hell was manga, anime, and light novels. Yes, Hellium is an otaku. A true hero of his generation! A man with the power to overturn life and death situations by willpower and shouting! A 26-year-old who still have chuunibyou. Not like he can use his will power and shouting in the real world though. For example, when he saved a child from an attempt of suicide by jumping off a bridge. A mundane effort! And thus, Hellium Dexter died. What a quick death! However, contradicting the feeling of dying, he opened his eyes. Only to find himself on an unfamiliar scenery with a body that could only move a little. A baby?! Did he reincarnate as a baby? He can’t believe it and was about to be swallowed by joy when he realized something is missing… why doesn’t he have that thing down there?

The cataclysm happened quickly. Portals appeared and monsters invaded earth. People awakened powers and fought back. And after one month. [Channel 16379 earth has opened up] Beings called constellations came and showered awakened with support and powers. I even got a gift from one [Constellation Fighting goddess: is gifting you an item!] [Obtained item: Constellation's sword(SS+)] With that weapon I became the strongest awakened and struggled to keep humanity alive. But that's all useless history now. The world has gone to shit. With the appearance of otherworldly corruption the world didn't stand a chance. It gave immeasurable power for a price.

I’ve finally started my very first game, and everything is going great... or at least, I thought it was. As I continued with my development, I’ve started to notice strange things happening—things I can’t quite explain. I’m not sure if it’s a bug or something... more. What started off as a simple passion project is quickly becoming something I never expected, and I can't shake off this feeling that I might not be the one controlling the game anymore. I’ll be documenting every step of my journey in this logbook. If you'd like to join me, feel free to do so.

This could have been new shit

“They're not dead,” “They are alive… watching and laughing from the shadows as we all fall into our coffins.” The Domains had grown weaker, and the Gate of Oblivion had finally collapsed, weaving ancient terrors back into existence. Ripped from their reality, three strangers were plunged into a nightmarish dimension where death was permanent, and survival was an illusion. Every full moon, the Otherworlders were judged with simple but merciless rules—succeed and walk further in hell, fail and be annihilated. ___ Elias Valor, a ruthless hitman for a local mafia, was no stranger to violence, but the dreads of this dimension pushed him beyond insanity as he stumbled against two other anomalies—Lysandra, a sinister healer, and Malachi, a mad prophet. With each mission, they descended deeper into a world where their deadly and mystic skills were both a weapon and a curse. Haunted by their past sins and the forgotten horrors of the dimension, they had to navigate brutal landscapes where survival came at a price too steep to pay. As the lines between reality and nightmare blurred, they faced a dark truth: the greatest threat might not be the dimension, but the darkness they once were. “The clock has stopped—but the true game has not even started.”

"Bring him to his knees." Wait, what? This was supposed to be my reward ceremony, hell, I had just seconds ago finally received the title they decided to push on me. "Bring me the ring." Alice De Vritara, crimson eyes that burned like fire as she looked down at him. He was so dumbfounded that he didn't even try to stop her as she forced his arm up and placed a ring in his hand. A silver band that twined around a large amethyst that held a deeply crimson core, the Eye of Rostam, expensive enough to buy half a city. "Oh? Is this a proposal? I didn't know you wanted to marry me that much." Wait, what? You're the one who forced me to hold the ring, hell, you're even the one who forced me to my knees like this. In this situation, shouldn't I be the one saying thigns like that? "Don't look at me like that, I'm just following your third tenet." Again, what? You're blaming this on me? What the hell, all I wanted to do was change your pre-determined fate and raise the supposed monster of the story into a good (Villainess) person. --------- (I do not own the cover for this story, I will remove if asked. I also give myself permission to release this on other sites.)

Victoria a little girl of 7 years filled with innocence encounters harsh and disturbing moments after being kidnapped by terrorist while on a school trip and becomes an underworld queen after 20 years of handling harsh enviorment and bitter truth.

Ethan was just an ordinary gamer, enjoying his favorite fantasy romance RPG. But one moment, he was at his desk, and the next he was inside the game itself! The worst part? He wasn’t the hero. He wasn’t even a side character. He was just an NPC, a lowly servant in the royal courtyard, destined to be forgotten. With death lurking around every corner, Ethan must use his wits to survive in a world where NPCs are disposable. But as he starts changing the game’s storyline, the heroines take notice, the hero grows suspicious, and the very system of the world begins to glitch. Why was he brought here? Can he escape? Or will he rewrite destiny itself?

There are countless ways to survive in a world already consumed by darkness, yet there are infinitely more ways to perish. If you're reading this out of curiosity, wondering what kind of worlds would be considered apocalyptic, or if you're one of the wiser ones already preparing for the inevitable end, then you've found the right place to satisfy that hunger...

Hero missing? Kaiju gone rogue? Spaceship needs repairing? No worries, we can solve it all! After losing his last keepsake from his late parents, Furukami Subaru enlists the help of 'Odd Jobs R Us' to help him search for it, but little did he know it would thrust him into a brand new world. A world he did not know existed, a world filled filled with wonders and dangers... Oh how he wished he did not know, but what can he do? Let's enjoy the ride as far as we can go! (It has a slow start, but it will get better around volume 2. Please show your support by reading it!)

this is me writing my dreams out and experience for all if you by chance see this and want to use one of my dreams as a inspiration for your own book go for it brotha

Falling for your grumpy best friend is a recipe for disaster...or the best kind of chaos? This hilarious romance proves that sometimes, the best love stories are the ones you never planned.