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In the scorching village of Ẹkààrò, hunger runs deeper than the cracked red earth. Iyiola known simply as Iyi is no ordinary young man. Born with water in his lungs and stars in his palms, he carries a restless hunger that food cannot fill. What he truly craves is gold a symbol of power, wealth, and escape from a life tethered by poverty. By day, Iyi drifts through the dusty streets stained by Lagos grime. By night, he dives into the flickering glow of cyber cafes, hacking and scamming his way toward a dream that slips further away with every stolen dime. When danger closes in, he flees into the rain-soaked shadows, chased not just by men but by something ancient and unseen. An enigmatic herbalist offers Iyi a cryptic choice: to leave the world he knows behind and journey into a hidden realm where true wealth is weighed not by coins or diamonds, but by the soul’s price. With a bar of black soap pulsing like a heartbeat in his hands, Iyi steps into a world both familiar and surreal a silent market where riches vanish like smoke and where he is no longer one of them. The Weight of Gold is a gripping urban fantasy that explores the price of ambition, the pull of heritage, and the perilous quest for a treasure that could cost everything. Will Iyi find the gold he seeks or lose himself chasing it?

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I swear. Please don’t cancel me before chapter 1. Anyway, I was a stand-up comedian. Not the good kind who gets Netflix specials. The kind who gets hit with beer bottles and told to “Meet me backstage. You’ll get one more mic.” One night, I was performing in a bar so shady, even cockroaches walked in with bodyguards. It was full of tattooed bikers who drink engine oil, smoke burnt rubber, lick silencers, cry over their exes, and still believe their fists are a valid debate technique. And there I was—trying to make them laugh using yo mamma jokes and dark humor so black it should’ve come with a flashlight and some cotton. They didn’t laugh. I kept going. One of them pulled out a gun. I cracked a joke. He cracked my skull. Bullet. Brain. Curtains. Boom. But here’s the funny part: I always wanted to be a successful comedian. Maybe get a standing ovation. But what I got was Uncontrollable Blood Ovulation. Still, I had dreams, man. Big dreams. Make people laugh. Marry someone who doesn't need two chairs to sit. Eat three meals a day, Own a yacht (the humble kind with a helipad) I wasn’t greedy. I would have donated 0.01% of my wealth to charity. I only wanted 99% of everything. But fate, karma, God, or probably the trends of Webnovel had other plans. Because instead of resting in peace… I woke up in another world. A fantasy world full of monsters, heroes, magic, kingdoms, war… And zero comedy clubs. Just my luck. So now I’ve got a second life, a rude system, and maybe a power or two. But being a Hero is secondary. First, I am gonna roast dragons, clown on kings, incest—invest, I mean invest and make the whole world laugh until they cry—or kill me again. Either way… Welcome to the story of the most dangerous thing in every world— A man who won’t shut up. ——— ——— ——— Support Me - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

Ye Chen, The Young Master of the Ye Family, sees his mother playing with her pussy one day, from the small crack through doors. And he suddenly hears a voice "Fuck Her" Gulp! ---- Tags: Pure Bloodline, Impregnation, Messing family roots, system, arrogant Mc, Dominant Mc, Mother, Aunt, Grandma, MILFS, GILFS, Threesome, more focus on sex, less focus on plot, Virgin penetration, extremely large harem, no mercy to the enemy.

In a realm ruled by magic, where every child is measured by their starborn potential, Kael awakens to nothing. No stars. No aura. No power. Laughed out of the Awakening Ceremony and labeled a “Zero,” Kael is cast into the shadows of Arkanis Academy — a place where gods-born heirs, elemental warlords, and dragon-blooded prodigies train for dominance. He is the broken one, mocked, beaten, forgotten. But Kael carries a curse the stars cannot read. Buried beneath humiliation and blood lies something ancient — something the gods themselves fear. A whisper in the dark. A hunger that slumbers behind cracked bones and broken pride. And it’s watching him rise. As inter-realm war brews and deadly academy tournaments test the elite, Kael begins his quiet, vengeful ascent. With each scar, he inches closer to power. Not the kind granted by fate — the kind stolen from it. In a world where kings are chosen by celestial favor, one boy will tear down the heavens to build his own throne. Even if he must devour the gods to do it.

Archilles is emptiness incarnate—exiled by a family shackled by suffocating expectations. Cast into isolation, he flees everything he knows, abandoning the sole light in his darkness: his sister, Audrey. Adrift in an unfamiliar city, his very identity dissolves... only to ignite anew. Transmigrate into Oliver body, he is thrust into a dazzling, impossible realm—a fantasy beyond his wildest dreams or dreads. Can this fragile second life defy the tragedy that shattered his first? Or will the haunting guilt over leaving Audrey to their family’s crushing demands poison even this impossible escape? As Oliver’s fantastical destiny unfolds, the ghost of Archilles remains, tormented by a single question: Can a soul truly outrun its past when the heart still bleeds for what—and who—it left behind? Current Arc : Amor Fati.

The world prayed for light. What it got… was born of void. A child emerges from flame and suffering. Not a savior. Not a curse. Something older. In a towered world ruled by Great Families and cursed by divine relics, war isn't waged with swords — it's fought with time, memory, and bloodlines. ANSEP, the strongest organization on Earth, is cracking from within. The Book of Voyages has vanished. The coldest traitor has returned. And somewhere… a boy without a past awakens, as the world forgets how to breathe. --- This is not a story of destined heroes. This is a chronicle of grief, betrayal, and the fire that will consume gods. ◆ Original Worldbuilding ◆ Cold, calculating antagonists ◆ No cheap power-ups — just pain, patience, and punishment.

And Just Like That Everything Changed! ...... They came from the sea—giants of stone and molten light. In seconds, Ethan village was torn apart. His mother crushed. His siste.... Ethan ran. But the ground split. A shard of black stone slid into his palm— And as his rage exploded, the stone meet with the heart shaped stone he found earlier. His body cracked. His skin turned to shale. And before he could save anyone, he became the very thing he feared. Now there's nothing left. No family. No home. Only the monster in his veins—

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

They were warriors born of starlight and storm—seven champions who rose against godlike invaders in a battle that shook the earth and cracked the heavens. But in their final stand, their power grew beyond imagination. Together, their energy scorched mountains, turned oceans to steam, and split the skies with molten rage. They won the war... But lost the world they swore to protect. Cursed with immortality and blessed with terrifying, earth-shaking power, they became walking cataclysms. Just their presence could melt the ground beneath their feet and ignite cities with a single breath. To prevent another apocalypse, they made a solemn pact: > “We will seal away our powers and vanish across the ages. For 5,000 years, we will walk alone—until the world is ready... or we are forgotten.” They scattered across the globe, living countless lives through empires, eras, and extinctions. But the price of their exile was heavy—the very echo of their unleashed power left scars on the world: earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions—the lingering aftermath of gods who dared to exist. Now, in the 21st century, the seal is broken. A pulse of celestial energy escapes into the modern world—possessing storms, toppling cities, awakening memories. As chaos returns, the immortals begin to remember. Their exile is ending. The world teeters on the edge of ruin, and the only hope may lie in their reunion. But with every step they take back toward each other, the balance frays further. They must reclaim their power... But the question remains: > Will they save the world? Or finish what they started and end it?

When the world ended, Clayton Hunt was just another street survivor scavenging for scraps, fighting for breath in a crumbling society on the edge of ruin. Then the sky cracked open, and the Genesis Protocols began. Dragged into Echoterra, a nightmarish trial world where survival rewrites your very soul, Clayton awakens. Not as a man, but as a seed… a goddamn seed! Stripped of his body, his memories locked behind suffocating layers, he must claw his way upward from the dirt, evolving into something far beyond human. The first trial is brutal and simple. ~----~ [Expand your territory to 100 square meters or die!] ~----~ Facing monstrous rivals, parasitic invaders, and the harsh reality of nature’s cruelty, Clayton battles not only to grow but to dominate; harnessing a feral, plantlike instinct he never knew lurked inside him. Along the way, fragments of his past leak through, reminding him who he was… and hinting at the terrifying power he might yet awaken. But survival isn’t enough. In a world where strength writes the law and weakness spells extinction, Clayton won’t just grow. He’ll thrive. And when he finally returns to the real world, it won’t be as a scavenger. It will be as a conqueror.

Everyone has friends in their lives, right? They can be anyone—good friends, bad friends, or even... friends with benefits. Ahem! Anyway, the point is, everyone has friends. And so did I. I was friends with author of web novel. Yeah, was. A small argument over how the main character should act in novel of [World’s Greatest Hero] led to a fight with my friend, the author. Still frustrated, I stormed out of his house... and that’s when Truck-kun hit me. But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part? I woke up in a different body—the body of a side character in my friend’s novel. A character who is supposed to die in the prologue. I was Doomed from the start! [Your body is dying!] [You don’t have much time left.] [The creator of this world is mocking you.] F#ck you, Author. F#ck this novel. I will survive, and when I do—I'll beat you to a pulp! --- [WSA2025 ENTRY!] Additional tags: # Academy # Alternate World # Fantasy World # Male Protagonist # Misunderstandings # Multiple Love Interests # Obsessive Love # Possession # Romantic Subplot # Special Abilities # Transported to Another World # Yandere [Author Note:- I don't need any castle or spacecraft, etc. i think it's waste of money sending those big gifts. So save your money and just read if you like the novel.] discord link:- https://discord.com/invite/Ep9PZHSp

Betrayed by his master and his sworn brothers, Shen Yao was burned alive at the gates of immortality — cursed with Mortal Lock, doomed never to reincarnate. But fate cracked. Ten years before his fall, he awakens again — reborn with the Infernal Immortality System buried in his soul flame. This time, revenge is only the start. To claim what was stolen, Shen Yao will rise as the first mortal-born Flame Immortal — and burn the world to rewrite the heavens.

The stars fell. The kingdom burned. His sister was taken into the sky by something wearing a crown of bone. Ten years later, Ardyn Valen is a cursed mercenary with no memory,only fragments of a past filled with fire and starlight. When a strange girl appears, claiming to be his lost sister and holding a sword from his dreams, the truth begins to awaken. In a world where the heavens are cracking and ancient gods stir beneath the ruins, Ardyn must reclaim his name, his blade, and the fate stolen from him. He doesn’t seek glory. Only revenge,and the truth behind the sky that broke.

The Emberlight Guild Hall towered above the rest of the district, a modern glass-and-steel structure humming with elemental energy. Inside, everything was alive with movement—hunters reporting missions, elemental arrays flickering, beast cores being catalogued by drones. Screens displayed live feeds from across the city and nearby wild zones. But today, the hall quieted briefly as a rare announcement echoed through the speakers. "Congratulations to Jim Arden and Tory Vale—recipients of B-Rank licenses following the confirmed slaying of the Ant Queen in Zone 9." The floor buzzed. Whispers rippled through the crowd. "Those kids? B-Rank already?" "No way. The Ant Queen's a mid-tier Lord-class beast. How did they even survive?" Tory stood beside Jim, hood up, gaze fixed on the ground. He didn't like attention. Jim, on the other hand, nodded confidently, resting his hand on the ash spear slung across his back. Keira smirked. "Not bad for a couple of orphans." Rohn grinned. "Drinks on you two now." They had officially registered their team with the guild. Name: Ashwing. Classification: Mixed Elemental Strike Unit. Rank: B. Tory let the moment pass without comment. His System screen was already filling with alerts. > [New Title Gained: Ant Queen Slayer] [Guild Mission Access Expanded: B-Rank and Below] [Reality Thread - Output Suppressed: 10% Max Until Core Stabilization] --- Three Days Later - The Hunt Begins "This area looks abandoned," Rohn muttered, sweeping his eyes across the dense treeline. They had been dispatched to a Tier-4 wild zone near the coastal Riftwood expanse, just outside Emberlight's defense barrier. B-Rank teams were often sent here to clear beast populations that had grown too close to the city. Jim squinted at the mission tablet. "Coordinates match. There should be a breach cave entrance nearby." Keira pulled her blade free. "Something's off. No bird calls. No wind." Tory moved silently through the brush, checking his readings. The System highlighted faint distortions nearby—spatial flickers, like something was tampering with the natural order. > [System Alert: Reality Distortion Detected] [Warning: Time Ripple Field - Anomaly Active] He paused. Time ripple? He said nothing. They reached a ravine wrapped in black vines, where a narrow fissure led into darkness. "Looks like we found our cave," Jim said. They entered in formation—Jim up front, Keira and Rohn flanking, and Tory bringing up the rear. They never saw what triggered it. --- The Collapse It started with a pulse. The cave walls shimmered. Then cracked. Reality twisted. Space folded. And suddenly, the ground gave way beneath Tory's feet. "TORY!" Jim reached, but too late. Tory fell through a ripple in the air, his body vanishing mid-scream. The others were thrown back as the tunnel sealed behind a burst of gravitational energy. > [System Alert: Spatial Separation Triggered] [Timeline Dislocation: Active] [Estimated Displacement: Unknown Duration] Tory slammed into darkness. --- Somewhere Else He woke on cracked stone beneath a blood-red sky. Mountains floated in the air. Rivers flowed upward. Time bent in unnatural curves. > [Welcome to: Forgotten Echo Zone] [This dimension was severed from the world 130 years ago during a failed Genesis experiment.] [System Initialization Adjusted: Temporal Anchors Rebinding] Tory groaned, slowly pushing himself to his feet. Alone. His armor was cracked. Weapons scattered. But the necklace—the ash-threaded core that had chosen him—was pulsing softly. He had been separated from the others. Lost. But not powerless. > [System Directive: Survive. Evolve. Reclaim Yourself.] [New Passive Trait: Time Resonance - Tier 1] [Element Acquired: Time (Hidden)] His eyes widened slightly. Time? The thread within him twisted, absorbing the chaotic flow of the broken world. Time and space coiled around his Reality core, feeding it, accelerating its greatly.

Tang Hao était un homme honnête qui gagnait honnêtement sa vie, mais malgré toute son honnêteté et sa gentillesse, la vie tournait souvent le dos. Même lorsqu'il a défendu un homme dans la rue, il a fini par être battu jusqu'à la pulpe et l'homme qu'il a défendu ? Il a disparu. Cela laissa Tang Hao sans rien à prouver et avec une lourde facture médicale qui épuisait ses économies. Cependant, alors qu'il était inconscient à l'hôpital, il pouvait sentir une chaleur provenant du pendentif de jade qu'il portait alors qu'il commençait à le nourrir d'une mine d'informations inestimables. Maintenant sorti de l'hôpital, et toujours armé de la même naïveté et honnêteté, que fera notre paysan villageois de ce nouveau pouvoir ? Conquerra-t-il les cœurs de cent femmes ? Vaincra-t-il les plus puissants seigneurs du crime ? Seul le temps le dira, mais pour l'instant, le destin a de nombreux plans fantaisistes pour Tang Hao.

Hope Mallory lives by the rules—ace your classes, keep your heart guarded, and never get involved with boys like Ace Carter. But Ace? He’s the kind of trouble you don’t see coming. When one unexpected kiss turns into late-night confessions, hallway glances, and heartbreak waiting to happen, Hope’s perfectly organized world starts to unravel. He’s hiding secrets. She’s risking everything. And when rumors fly and loyalties crack, Hope will have to ask herself: Is he worth breaking the rules... or breaking her heart?

Rising from a sea of blood, revived from extinction, as thunder cracks across the sky, Ye Xuan walks out of the blood sea... PS: This book is of a dark genre, the protagonist is cold and ruthless, it is not a tale of sainthood, there are no kneeling women, the protagonist is extremely violent. This is the story of a great demon king's return to the city, perhaps... this book has what you desire. Those of faint heart should not read this book, and neither should moral saints. Please consider carefully before falling into this pit, whether you want to read this book.

At dawn. The light of dawn lingered, hesitant to arrive, while the remnants of the setting sun had long faded into darkness. Within the city shrouded in thin mist, the hidden churches in the shadows, veins clinging to the cracks in walls, the gnawing sounds echoing from the sewers, and the murmuring shadows... A lantern bearer strolled forward.

"They called me a madman. A hacker. A pervert. I preferred the term 'Visionary Overlord in Progress.'" In the modern world, Sen Zu was a genius hacker with a cracked sense of humor and no filter. Between breaking into bank systems and flirting with anime girls on his monitor, he dreamed of one thing... Power. Then a truck ended his career... and his life. But death was just the start. Waking up in a ruined village, in a dying world ruled by martial clans, greedy sects, and collapsing kingdoms, Sen Zu receives a gift: [Lord System Activated.] [Congratulations, You Are Now Village Chief.]

Chase was born with no name worth remembering. No house to claim, no banner to carry—only the frail warmth of a dying father and the legend of a mother who vanished the night he first opened his eyes. And yet, in the quiet hours between sickness and sleep, his father still spoke of her as if she were something more than mortal—an echo of divinity itself, cloaked in mystery and sorrow. Years passed. Seasons came and went. And the boy grew beneath a roof of cracked timbers, with no fortune but the stories of the woman he would never know. But destiny has no need of crowns or titles. The story begins not in triumph, but in ruin—on a night when Chase wakes to the scent of scorched embers, the cries of a village being torn apart, and the first taste of the chaos that would one day carry his name across the world. For on that night, as the flames devoured everything he had ever loved, a boy was born.

Jin Yeong was just another office worker—forgettable, unremarkable, and stuck in a life that never went anywhere. He wasn’t strong. He wasn’t talented. In a world of ambition, he was just… there. Then, the sky cracked open. A voice echoed across the world, mocking humanity’s weakness. A system was given. A chance to survive. People awakened powerful abilities—fire, lightning, super strength. Jin got this: [Limitless Weapon Mastery] "Any weapon you wield is used at its maximum potential." No fire. No magic. No enhancements. Just a simple skill? But soon he and the world will learn a simple truth: It’s not about what you wield. It’s about how you wield it.

Karl, a man cursed or blessed with immortal blood, has lived in solitude for centuries atop the Eternal Mountain. Gifted with the power of gravity and haunted by fragmented memories of a tragic past, he wanted nothing more than peace. But when the ancient gate he once sealed begins to crack, and whispers of the Demon King’s return echo across the land, Karl is forced to descend into a world on the brink of ruin.

The world ended before he could take his own life. Yash Roy had nothing left — no family, no future, only debt and despair. But when the sky cracked open and forgotten gods awakened, Yash was chosen by something ancient. Not to become a hero — but to survive. With white eyes, ash-stained skin, and a broken soul, he begins building a shelter for the lost. This is not the story of a savior. This is the story of a boy who lost everything… and still chose to protect others.

Lanz Kuroda failed his Awakening Test in the most spectacular way possible, he didn’t just rank low, his ass got slapped with an FFF. He was locked out of the system entirely, and sent home like the rejected tutorial character that he is. But when a cracked relic crystal he bought from a sketchy street vendor activates, it boots up something the world shouldn’t even know exists, a hidden system that logs him into an old, forgotten alt account, one with no level cap, restrictions, and absolutely zero oversight. By day, Lanz is still the same guy that no one aspires to be. But at night? In the dungeons? He becomes Zero, an anonymous hunter operating outside the system, clearing high-tier raids solo, and slowly building a legend no one can trace. The world thinks he’s a joke. He’s about to become its biggest problem.

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 Walker, who helps her solve cases. Working together, they believe that they can solve any mystery that comes their way.

Six teenagers. One war-torn world. And a fruit that changed everything. On the 84th day of hiding, after the skies burned with missiles and their homeland crumbled under a silent apocalypse, six teens emerge from a forgotten shelter only to find their world… no longer theirs. The ground is cracked with realm fractures. The sky bleeds twilight. And a strange fruit, glowing in the dark, offers power but at a cost. Each of them gains a mysterious half-tattoo, a Veinmark, symbolizing a power tied to an unknown realm. To unlock it fully, they must pass a cryptic test. Guided by a strange, unnerving figure known only as Riftling, they face evolving threats called Daevarian's beings that are far more than monsters. As realms shift and secrets unravel, the six must survive long enough to understand what they are… and what they’re becoming. But some truths come too late. Some powers come at a price. And in a world where time bends, shadows speak, and fate itself is fractured even heroes can vanish.

Lucas Zhang never believed in fate—until the dreams began. A cryptic mirror. A whisper in Mandarin. An ancient eye that sees beyond lies. When his vision begins to crack reality itself, Lucas uncovers a hidden war of symbols, illusions, and forgotten bloodlines. What if the world you see… is the greatest illusion of all? Unlock the Tianmu. Face the Unknown.

They say gods do not weep. But he did. In the heart of the Celestial Realm, beneath silver skies and crimson moonlight, he held her broken body in his arms—her white robes stained with blood, her nine golden tails dimming with every breath. “Who did this?” he had whispered, voice shaking for the first time in centuries. But her lips trembled with more than pain. Her gaze—those eyes that once held mischief and moonlight—now shimmered only with betrayal. “I trusted you,” she murmured. And then... she was gone. That night, thunder cracked across the heavens. But no justice followed. The Moon Goddess watched from her palace, veil unshaken. The Celestial Court declared it fate. The Fox Clan mourned their Lady in silence, retreating deep into the realm of spirits. They never found her body. And the War God—once proud heir to the Celestial Throne—locked his heart behind walls no one could breach. He never stopped searching for the soul who once called him beloved. A thousand years passed. The realms forgot. But he never did. Now, a servant girl enters his palace—eyes like wildfire, voice like a memory. Something stirs. And fate, it seems, is not finished with them yet.

WSA 2025 Entry! Excerpt: "Are you satisfied?" he asked, walking to the fire where she already sat. "Can you yet call yourself the greatest knight? "Not until I can beat you," Irene argued. Despite how serious he looked only moments before, he cracked a smile. "But you saved my life," he insisted. Synopsis: With a second chance given to her after a pathetic ending to a life she didn’t want, Irene Litharion decides that she will follow in her father’s footsteps and become a knight. Waking up in the body of her eleven year old self, she’s reinvigorated to follow her heart. She has the rare blood of ancient warriors in her veins and promises to not turn her back to it anymore. Prepared for the sacrifices she will have to make to live the life she wants, a new challenge is presented when the only way she can become an apprentice knight is to turn her back on femininity altogether. The years she spent being forced to attend etiquette lessons go out the window and instead, daily sword practice takes place. Her father does all he can to get her into the knighthood, but it’s up to her to show her strength and skill to stay in it. However, it’s different than she expects when the Monster War ravages her homeland, she learns the sting of loss, and secrets of her own blood present themselves the more she leans into the thrill of battle.

There are ten rules,break one, and you’re gone.Aurex was never meant to question them,until the wheel turned, the bells rang, and his friend vanished and no one cared. Now the town is cracking. Something is waking. And Aurex is falling deeper than anyone before.Some truths weren’t meant to be remembered.Some places weren’t meant to be escaped.