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After conquering the Spiral—a realm of endless trials, dead gods, and forgotten laws—Astreya believed her journey had ended. She was wrong. Elevated to a Constellation, she’s thrown into a divine realm where gods sponsor mortals like players on a board. A new stage is opening: Earth.

Welcome to Eden~! The cycle here is a monotonous one, but it's a prison like no other! There are no bars, no guards, no visible chains. Just ladies, routine, and the ever-present shadow of control over everyone. Cool, right? Work earns you credits. Credits buy you whatever your heart (or body) desires. You may not like the rules. You may not like the nights. But sooner or later... you’ll fall in line. --- A/N: This story will feature male characters, both as sexual partners and as significant figures in the plot. If you're here only for female-female content, just know the MC’s journey crosses over many dynamics. Don’t feel betrayed, just be warned.

In a world where power is measured in credits, contracts, and class-level hacks, death is just the start of something way more expensive. When 27-year-old Kade Elaris wakes up in a body that isn't his, in a world where life runs on a hyper-intelligent System and your social status is quite literally coded, he thinks it’s all just another twisted post-death hallucination. That is… until he sees his Starter Credit balance: 500,000 Credits. And the words "Glitchborn Trait Activated." In this dazzlingly cruel city of glass and gravity-defying wealth, everyone wants something. From digital ghosts in the undernet to AI-brokered assassins and guilds that trade in souls, survival isn’t earned by skill alone—it’s paid for in blood, brains, and billion-credit gambles. But Kade isn’t here just to survive. Armed with a sarcastic, sentient system that glitches at just the right (or wrong) time, a past life full of regrets, and an unshakable taste for danger, he’s ready to turn this world upside down. Whether it wants him to or not. Futuristic fantasy meets system-lit in a reincarnation saga full of high-stakes politics, unpredictable upgrades, dangerous romance, and a protagonist who buys first and asks questions later.

CULTIVATION MEETS CYBERPUNK AND FINANCIAL SECTOR --- Neo-Tian runs on Qi-Credits and Karmic Scores. Fall behind? Your soul gets repossessed. Li Fang is deep in the red, days measured in hours from deletion, dantian locked. His only hope is a rogue [Quantum Fortune System] demanding he build an interdimensional finance empire from nothing. Partnered with a disgraced banker hunted by the city's most powerful sect, Li Fang starts a shadow operation. Lending pure Qi, shorting corrupt corporations using forbidden algorithms, and skimming value from the Bank of Reincarnation itself. Can he manipulate the system, dodge loan sharks, appease the auditor, and achieve financial godhood before his secrets bury him? Forget cultivating Qi, Li Fang has to cultivate his capital first!

After Mo Tianzun -the feared Demon Lord- fell to the sword of Liu Shengjie, the martial world breathed a sigh of relief. The Spirit Realm, once shattered by war, began to rebuild. Peace reigned for the first time in a thousand years. Without the threat of demons, cultivators flourished, and the balance between realms was restored. But peace is never eternal. Deep within the sacred grounds of the Yunxiao Healer Sect, a young prince named Lin Xuanji opened his eyes. His vision was unfamiliar, yet the face he saw in the bronze mirror was hauntingly similar-refined, beautiful, a mirror of the demon he once was. Gone was the stark white hair of the Demon Lord. Now, jet-black strands framed his youthful face. His body felt unfamiliar... and yet, when he summoned his qi, the power surged through his meridians-untamed, immense, his former strength intact. He was reborn. Mo Tianzun, the once-invincible Demon Lord, now inhabited the body of Lin Xuanji-the weakest prince of the Yunxiao Sect, a laughingstock among cultivators. "Weakling prince?" Mo's eye twitched. "They dare... call me that?" Though furious, he knew better than to reveal his true nature. For now, he'd play the fool. Let them mock. He would bide his time, regain his influence, and reclaim his destiny. As he sat in meditation, refining his qi in silence, a sudden voice echoed through the room. "Greetings, host." Startled, Mo's-no, Lin Xuanji's-eyes flew open. "Who's there?" No one. But then, above his head, a shimmering blue screen flickered into view. > [Welcome to the System!] Main Quest: Make Crown Prince Zhao Longxuan fall in love with you-and only you. Objective: Become the prince's sole consort, and ascend as the queen-with zero concubines. "...What the fuck?!" Mo Tianzun, the terror of three realms, screamed into the void. ———— Image Credit: The book cover/photo is not mine; full credit goes to the rightful owner. Please do not share, copy, or redistribute this work without the author's explicit permission.

Shi Yi loves to get bargains, and her biggest dream is to own a convenience store and sell the bargains to customers. Buy at low prices and sell at slightly lower than the market price, the business will definitely be hot! Until one day, she tied a magic convenience store, and every night at 10 o'clock, she could compete in hand speed to buy low-priced goods in the system mall and sell them the next day. Shi Yi: Isn't this the realization of the dream! Sesame buns for hair care, red bean porridge for blood and beauty, ten times protein grilled sausage, light salt soy sauce for weight loss, deep sleep laundry detergent... A magic convenience store opened in Xingfu Community. Neighbors sighed: "What's the lack of e-commerce supermarkets these days? Riders deliver directly to your home. Who would go downstairs to buy things? It's definitely a loss." Later, even though Xingfu Community opened at 9 o'clock, the items were limited and the variety was pitiful, neighbors still had to line up to buy. Even people from nearby communities rushed here, and some people even drove luxury cars to line up early in the morning to buy. Xingfu Community owner: Property management! Does the community need to install a personal facial recognition system? If for nothing else, just to have fewer people competing with me for the things in the magic convenience store.

This is a freebie for anybody who wants to continue this story. I have no intention of even writing another chapter much less finishing this. As long as you give credit where credit is due, feel free to take anything you've read here and run with it. It's about being Transmigrated into an original fantasy world with a yugioh style Shadow Game System.

Loose cultivator Shi Lang gradually found himself in the realm of invincibility. However, when he finally tried to ascend to the higher realm, the spirit of the world was nearly exhausted. So, between his ascension to a new world or the well-being of his home, he chose the latter and sacrificed his life to save the world. Nobody knew what he gave up for the world, and he told no one. Although his sacrifice had gone unsung, there was still someone who witnessed everything. A treasured artifact he carried on his body preserved his soul and let it escape a tragic end. Eons passed. The human race stepped out from the age of cultivation into an age of stellar conquest. The spirit energy in the world was now scarce, but humans found other means to excel. In this highly-advanced time, Shi Lang's soul has found a chance to be reborn. What happens when an ancient cultivator that neared the level of a deity before his first death gets a second chance at life in the space age? ... Cover Credits: ropreker#8513(discord) Fonts and Final editing credits: Not gonna tell y'all. XD

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

Sometimes, Gods walk among us. We just don't notice because we aren't capable of perceiving them as they are. However, when one such Goddess realizes that She is unable to remember who She is supposed to be, history starts to change forever. Join our unnamed Goddess as She travels around our world, meeting with strange Gods and even stranger mortals as She searches for the truth of who She is.

Jean wakes up in a vast, endless field surrounded by strangers—none of them know how they got there, and no matter where they go, they always end up back at the black door in the center. The door leads to a series of deadly trials, each one more twisted than the last. With every challenge he overcomes, Jean grows stronger—but the power he gains begins to strip away his emotions, memories, and humanity. Trapped in a world where survival demands sacrifice, Jean must decide how much of himself he's willing to lose to escape. Jean's cursed to evolve like a monster but loses his humanity with each fight.

Who would have thought that your life could change just because you give a bad rating to a game? Kalandra just wanted to vent his frustration because of the disappointing ending of the game he played. He left scathing reviews and ratings, then intended to forget everything. However, fate says otherwise. When he opened his eyes, he was already in the body of Lucian Hale, aka Navien, the antagonist who died at the end of the main story game he played earlier. The Problem? He doesn't know any of the intricacies of this character other than the fact that Navien is the antagonist of the game. Now he has to survive in the game he plays and find a way to avoid a terrible ending by trying to avoid the main story, especially the protagonist! Cover credit:

Coming soon... Credits to Ben J in ArtStation for the gorgeous art - the book cover. I couldn't contact the Artist, so gave credits here

This book is not mine. All the content are credited to the publisher .

She is the daughter and heir to the most powerful crime syndicate in the city. They own the historic theatre, and use it as a cover for their family. On her opening night on stage, she witnessed her father being murdered in shadowed light. Now she has to take her fathers place and find his killer, and her place as the new head of the family.

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She had spent more than 10 years of her life working hard to make her dream of opening her very own restaurant, only to die on the die of the opening. How tragic can her life be?! When she opened her eyes again to see she was reborn into the body of a little girl, she thought she had thought the heavens felt pity for her unfortunate life, but it turns out their pity was so humiliating. Why did she have to be reincarnated as the unloved false daughter of a lecherous king destined to die in a foreign land? No, she has to escape to change her fate! But how can she ever escape from the heavily guarded cold palace?

When broke and overworked office worker Li Tianyu dies in a bizarre vending machine explosion, he awakens in a chaotic cultivation world ruled by tyrannical sects, immortal clans, and ancient beasts. But unlike the others, he starts with the [Omnipotent Tycoon System], which allows him to: Trade spiritual Qi for modern technology and wealth Build interdimensional businesses in multiple realms Employ divine beings as his staff Gain shares in heavenly laws and concepts Bribe immortals, outbid gods, and buy realms outright Armed with unlimited funds and absurd cheat codes, he opens a Heavenly Mall in the middle of a war-torn continent—selling everything from cheat artifacts to immortal ramen. His goal? Become the wealthiest existence across all planes and realms... and slap anyone who dares look down on him with a golden credit card. From bankrupt sects begging for loans, to goddesses offering marriage contracts for stock in his empire, Li Tianyu’s journey from wage slave to Heavenly Tycoon will shatter the heavens themselves.

*I just wanted to run a café... not fight monsters in dungeons...* An office worker quits her job and opens a café, but things take an unexpected turn when there turns out to be a dungeon underneath it! Or when she awakens. Or somehow survives an S-rank dungeon. Despite awakening, she's still set on opening her café and running it peacefully. But why does she keep getting dragged into these tragedies?! And why are the S-rankers suddenly so interested in her?!

Check out my other books In a world plagued by the relentless scourge of the undead and ferocious mutant creatures, one man finds himself at the heart of an extraordinary culinary adventure. Meet Xiao Feng, an ordinary chef who, by a twist of fate, awakens in a city overrun by zombies and bizarre mutants. Yet, amidst the chaos and devastation, he discovers a remarkable gift – the power of Culinary Mastery. Xiao Feng's restaurant, "Great Potential," becomes an oasis of safety in a city teeming with danger. Its mysterious defenses not only keep the undead hordes at bay but also shield it from the most devastating of calamities. Armed with a unique set of culinary skills, Xiao Feng embarks on a journey of survival, innovation, and flavor in a world where the distinction between life and death has blurred. As Xiao Feng ventures out into the treacherous streets of the fallen city, he encounters both the undead and living survivors, each with their own unique abilities and stories. His culinary creations not only fill empty stomachs but offer incredible attributes and power-ups to those who partake. But the challenges are enormous, and some encounters prove that not all monsters are mindless. With a growing menu of mutant ingredients and an expanding array of skills, Xiao Feng must navigate a treacherous path of survival while unlocking the secrets of his newfound abilities. He strives to complete missions issued by a mysterious system and unlock the full potential of his culinary prowess. "Doomsday, Let's Open a Restaurant" is a tale of resilience, creativity, and culinary artistry set against a backdrop of horror and uncertainty. Join Xiao Feng as he turns the art of cooking into a lifeline, serving hope on a plate and defying the apocalypse one dish at a time. Will his unique culinary skills be enough to survive in this nightmarish world?

Among all the artificers, who can match me in terms of creativity? I just wanted to earn some credits, why do I own half of the universe?

After waking up impaled on a battlefield with someone else’s memories flooding his mind, a man realizes he's been transported into a new body—and a new world—where survival is anything but guaranteed.

Riku Arata was your average overworked high school student—until he died in a tragic convenience store accident involving a truck and limited-edition Pocky. He wakes up in a new world as Richter von Eldegrast, a demon prince fated to be the final boss in an epic fantasy tale. The problem? He has zero interest in world domination, magical duels, or evil plots. His dream now? To open a cozy café and serve the perfect cappuccino. But escaping fate isn’t so easy. The elite magic academy thinks he’s plotting something dark. The Hero is his classmate and wants answers. His demon butler keeps handing him assassination plans. And the princess he’s destined to betray? She’s… oddly supportive? Armed with coffee beans, charm, and a refusal to be evil, Richter sets out to brew peace one cup at a time. But when fate keeps trying to drag him back into the villain role, can he still protect the café life he’s brewing?

Have you ever wondered what a vampire and a wolf could make? Vampilize Edward Quinzilla (Vamp for short) and Liam Isaac meet one fateful day. Vamp, a vampire, and Liam, a wolf, form an alliance(?). Can they make a change in their society? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Don't think too much about that. Just know that it's a gay story with a bit of a love triangle. Anywho, enjoy! Disclaimer: This is my own work. All the characters are mine, and I don't appreciate people taking credit for my work. Like, you can make fanfics and fanart and stuff, but give me credit. With that being said, I did take INSPIRATION from a Gacha Life movie (don't judge me) whose creator's name I conveniently forgot. So yeah. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Quote: I loosened my grip on him. 'If Li wishes to leave, I have no objections.' He looked me in the eye. 'Never, at least, not again. Maybe in the past, I would've left as soon as I could but things are different now. My eyes have now been opened. You're the only one I could ever want or need.' 'You sure?' I ask him, afraid that he might change his mind. 'No doubt about it.' ----------------------------------------------------------------

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What does a proponent of the Free Software movement do when he is suddenly transmigrated in the world of Immortals and Demons? Wang Ren wakes up in the courtyard of the wang clan as a 12 years old. Wang Ren? What? Oh, he forgot his name in the previous life. Now he must also take tests to get into a good sect which wouldn't shame his clan and family. Can you imagine the rumors if he couldn't get into one of the top five sects? He shudders at such thoughts. Wang Ren would do as is right, Wang Ren would work hard towards being an immortal so that he can bring more trade deals to his family and make money.. why does it seem like he is stuck in just another capitalist machine? Isn't being an immortal meant to be free!? He sobs at such though while trying to concentrate his qi flow through his meridians, he must breakthrough or he will be shamed!!!!!! ------ Weird tale of Wang Ren and how he spreads propaganda of free scriptures in a world where cultivation techniques and sutras are the top most secrets that no one wants to reveal.