Harry Saves Daphne At The World Cup

Cynthia has entered a romance game that is not yet online. In the beginning, she was offered to the Bloods as a “gift” from the human nobility, and became a test subject for the madman's ancestor. --No first embrace, no bloodline, but she survives. The system is asleep, the plot has deviated, the NPCs are all at risk, and even the original “male protagonists” are not following the script. Cynthia wakes up under the cold gaze of the blood nobles, trying to stay alive while carefully weaving an identity for herself. She has no clan, no background, and no one to cling to. But everyone knew that she was the one who was “made” by the hand of the originator. In the blood world, the first name represents the lineage, the last name represents the belonging. And there is only one “Cynthia”. --Cynthia. The eternal ancestor in the tower remained silent, and the system indifferently prompted her: “If you want to pass the level, please destroy the Bloods.” Cynthia: “...... Why don't you go try?” She decided not to pass the level and live first. And so-- The nobles found out that this young girl of unknown origin refused to submit to any clan, yet step by step she took control of the discourse. She belonged to no one, yet everyone could not ignore her. ⸻ [You think she's human? “No, she's the most dangerous variable in the blood world.” [Do you think she's going to raid the male lead?] “No, the male lead failed in his attempt to raid her and was nearly killed in return.” [You think she's a Toolman? “No, she's the exception that the system wouldn't even dare to predict.” -- “I am no one's heir.” “I only represent myself.”

Clara never wanted the crown. She never wanted anything, really, except quiet mornings in the garden and long walks with her sister, Celia. But when the ancient scepter glows in her presence, marking her as the next ruler, the life she knew vanishes overnight. Now, in a palace full of whispers and knives, Clara must rely on her instincts, her sister, and a fiercely loyal guard named Lue to survive the storm ahead. Because in a family where love is rare and ambition is deadly, being chosen is both a blessing—and a curse.

Who is Katz Baldwin? A wandering healer? A rogue sorcerer? A quiet hero in a dying world? No one really knows. But here's the truth: he's the 36th Demon King—the so-called weakest in history. The joke of the underworld. Except... he inherited the forbidden shadow powers of the First Demon King—the legendary God Slayer. So, yeah. Weak is kind of relative. For two thousand years, demons and humans have been at war. Katz? He crossed into enemy territory not with an army, but alone—drawn by a deadly plague that’s tearing through every race: humans, elves, demi-humans. Instead of spreading destruction, he started saving lives. Now they call him a hero. But how long can a Demon King pretend to be a savior? How long before the truth slips through the cracks? He walks the line between light and shadow—and when the mask falls, the world will have to decide: Is he their salvation... or their doom?

Feng Yun transmigrates into a fantasy world filled with magical powers and immortals. Just as he was wondering about his future, the system activated... [Ding, activation confirmed. The novice gift package will be issued automatically.] ["Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a random special physique: Sacred Dao Body of Chaos.] ["Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Supreme Foundation Building Treasure.] ["Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a hundred million top-grade spirit stones.] ["Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining The Celestial Yin Yang Dual Cultivation Technique.] "Hmm, there is a dual cultivation technique, You guys do boring cultivation, I am going with the Dual Cultivation." Feng Yun laughed heartily. Years passed... decades passed... Feng Yun was sitting on the immortal throne, embraced by his immortal wives, and sighed in satisfaction, 'This is life.' ------------------------ Release Schedule: 7 chapters per week. ------------------------ DISCLAIMER: English isn't my native language, there's bound to be some errors here and there. ----------------------- Join Discord Server→ https://discord.gg/pZVsJWS

Raymond Greene spent his final years in silence, paralyzed and discarded in a rundown rest home. A freak accident during a storm sent his broken body into the road—and straight into the path of a truck. But instead of oblivion, Raymond awakens before the stars themselves, greeted by a voice offering him three choices: eternal paradise, a second chance at life, or the call to defend a dying world. He chooses to fight. Reborn in a realm of swords, sorcery, and ancient secrets, Raymond finds himself in a land under siege by Vladimir, a necromancer whose shadow army swells with every soul he reaps. Empires are crumbling. Hope is dying. But the world has prayed for salvation—and what it got was a broken man with a warrior’s heart, divine power, and the training of a SWAT legend. With every clash of steel and strike of magic, Raymond must navigate a world of scheming nobles, forgotten prophecies, and monstrous creatures from the void. If he fails, the necromancer won't just conquer this world—he’ll claim the next one, too. The afterlife can wait. There's evil to destroy.

For Lucian, who had lived a life full of betrayal, reincarnating into the world of the fantasy novel "Hero x Sword" wasn't a second chance—it was a grand annoyance to his desire for a quiet life. Reborn as Alaric Valerius, the son of a minor baron destined to be executed by the world's hero, he refuses to resign himself to such a troublesome fate. His goal is simple: to live his second life with maximum laziness and absolute peace. However, to escape this destiny and finally achieve the peace he craves, he is forced to do the most inefficient and forbidden thing imaginable: kill the world's symbol of hope, "The Saint of Solian." But this action tears the script of fate apart. The hero's death doesn't bring him the peace he craved. Instead, it awakens a new shadow that never existed in the original story. Strange, dark incidents begin to occur across the kingdom, heralding a far greater and more ominous disaster. Now, Alaric is the world's most wanted fugitive, though no one knows his identity. Led by Set de Medeiros—the grieving Minister of War and the hero's uncle—the kingdom's entire military might is deployed to hunt down the mysterious assassin. At the same time, Alaric is the only person who realizes the world is beginning to deviate from the novel's plot, with a new, unexpected threat on the rise. Hiding behind the mask of a lazy student who would rather sleep in class than train, Alaric must use all of his cunning to survive the greatest manhunt in the kingdom's history. It was all incredibly exhausting for him, but the prospect of death was a far greater annoyance than the effort required to live. Will his identity as the hero's killer be revealed? Can a man whose greatest motivation is laziness be forced to save the world? And in a world that has lost its light, what dangers await in the newborn darkness?

God is dead and yet the world marches on. After creating the world, God finds himself at the mercy of his own creation. In his absence, angels and demons have laid waste to the nine realms. There exists only one follicle of hope. The one who is prophesized to become the greatest hero in history. The AntiGod. Akuma Tiryns, a high school boy with a habit of calling himself God, finds his life flipped upside down after meeting a mysterious homeless man. One who is certain that he is the hero prophesized to one day save the nine realms.

A mysterious novel, "The Villain is the Anti-Hero," was supposed to be a thrilling escape, not a death sentence. But after a bizarre accident, Alan finds himself trapped within its pages, living fifty grueling years as a side character. He fought, he loved, he lost—his wife to cancer, his family to ruin, and the world to demons. His dying breath was a wish for a second chance. And he got it. Waking up as his 10-year-old self, Alan de Rivian—the novel's notoriously snotty villain—he's armed with the bitter wisdom of a sixty-year-old and the rudimentary skills of a battle-hardened veteran. Now, confined to his room and betrothed to a stranger, Alan must shed his villainous past, navigate a treacherous noble society, and rewrite a destiny that once led to utter despair. Can he save everyone he failed before, or will this 'anti-hero' be consumed by the very story he sought to change?

¡Me arrebataron aquello que amaba!. ellosno me amaban, ahora me encuentro sola fría y despotejida, tomó aquel pequeño recipiente de cristal,recordando esas palabras -tómalo de todas formas eres solo un estorbo, ellos me aman.- sus palabras suenan como una victoria ganada. mis lágrimas se desbordan sin control por mi rostro. hazel su Guardia nos observaba con una mirada burlezca, mis ojos son de su plica. -oh...pobre indefensa, Daphne al fin obtienes lo que mereces por arrebatar lo que nunca fue tuyo-. su tono despectivo,lleno de malicia resonante en la Sala, antes de ser tomada de el cabello sintiendo un dolor agudo e insoportable. -en tiende no eres mejor que yo, siempre. fui mejor que tu lo tengo todo y tu nada-. siento como mi cuerpo se desploma en el piso, colapso sobre mis propias lágrimas, antes de beber el pequeño frasco. ella mira feliz el momento, a ella no le importa mi sufrimiento solo desea mi muerte más que nada. -¿por que?..., ¿que...hice para merecer es...to?- mi voz tan débil como nunca apagando se en un debil susurro , mi cuerpo temblando, ella solo sonríe. -te odio eres algo que debo quitar de el camino,además de ser solo un obstáculo-. su voz suave pero llena de malicia ,sus ojos observando me con una mirada llena de maldad y codicia aún cuando mi cuerpo colapsa escupiendo sangre, ¡nunca existió un por que solo me odiaba.! sonrió colapsando por el veneno en mi cuerpo, aquello que me hace escupir sangre, mi vista nublada se despide de este mundo oscuro sin pizca de emoción. oh... la voz de aquella chica sonando como una débil despedida a este cruel mundo que llame hogar, su cuerpo muerto ya hacia en el piso, la amante celebrando su victoria. --- -!esto es injusto si yo estuviera allí, la haria arrepentirse!- rechino los dientes con furia, antes de ir a la cama estaba molesta, Daphne era una miga jerarquía y una estúpida, pero aún así se aferró hasta su último aliento en una falsa esperanza de nada. me tumbó en mi cama. -eres una pendeja Daphne pero no te culpo , ya que fuiste creada para ser dócil y sumisa solo para tres imbéciles que no te merecen-. me recuesto en mi cama mirando el techo. -como sea-.

Weary reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, shadowy shelves of this somber library. However, I regret to inform you that this book is ill. Your fingers should be able to feel the raised, diseased growths on the surface of its cover. The words, written long ago, cling to the pages like parasites, hoping for someone to observe their writhing, to feel them, analyze them, and touch the diseased core of this story. If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition.

Multiple Protagonists are being Isekaid into a world that is....a secret!

A demon king, a beacon of hope for humanity, that is who Daril was. As the final key to elevate to a higher world, Earth becomes a battleground to the angels and demons. To survive, humanity must choose a side. After leading the human race to cooperate with the demons, the human Daril Dagonet is betrayed and his body is destroyed by his closest comrade Ezekiel Gavi. For countless years, Daril’s soul drifted in a void, living out the torment and withstanding insanity. Eventually, Daril opens his eyes to find that he has travelled back in time to before the invasion, and in the body of… Ezekiel? Update every week.

In a dying world strangled by frost, plague, and the whispers of monsters, survival is a currency—and Iris Liren is dangerously close to going broke. She’s spent her life scraping together enough food, coin, and sanity to protect her younger brother Flynn from the rot seeping into their crumbling town of Sundra. Between the ever-creeping infection known as the Rattle and the ravenous vampire lords across the border, death is always one wrong step away. The Wolves—cold, lethal warriors bonded to the mythical volanema beasts—are the kingdoms’s only real line of defense. Revered, feared, and kept distant from the civilians they serve, the Wolves don’t come when you scream. They come after, when it’s too late. And when Iris sees the wreckage left behind after another attack, she knows the truth: if you want someone saved, you do it yourself. But the town is bleeding, secrets are festering, and trust is a weapon no one dares to wield. When Flynn vanishes, desperate to join the Wolves and prove he can protect what’s left of their broken world, Iris finds herself pulled into the center of a conflict that’s far bigger—and far older—than she ever imagined. And at its heart is a commander whose eyes see everything and give away nothing. His presence is as commanding as his silence, and though Iris refuses to bow, she can’t help but feel the sharp pull of fate every time he’s near. Determined to drag her brother back from the jaws of death, Iris pursues him into the treacherous mountains. Instead of finding Flynn, she's forcibly conscripted into the brutal trials herself, thrust into the Culling – a bloody free-for-all where hundreds fight to survive, and only 60% will walk away. Forged in desperation, she forms uneasy alliances. But the trials aren't her only battle. Watching over the carnage with chilling detachment is Alpha Zion Kage – leader of the feared Kuzgun Pack. Beautiful as wildfire and sharp as a honed blade, Zion radiates lethal power and unsettling secrets. His obsidian eyes see too much, especially Iris's defiance and raw strength. An unwanted, dangerous attraction sparks between them – a hunter drawn to a wounded, furious sparrowhawk. Zion is the embodiment of the system Iris distrusts, the man who might hold the key to Flynn's fate, and the one who forces her to confront the terrifying darkness within herself. As rebellion brews, loyalties fracture, and something ancient begins to stir beneath the snow-choked earth, Iris must decide how far she’s willing to go to save her brother—and whether the line between monster and man is as clear as everyone wants to believe. Iris must survive a trial designed to shatter the weak. To understand Zion, she might have to forfeit her heart. And to win, she'll be forced to cross a line that stains the soul. The path to the wolves is paved in blood, and love might be the deadliest trap of all.

------------------- A Canadian man crosses into another world to search for his little sister, who was forcefully summoned years ago. As he navigates this strange new realm, he uncovers the horrific fates of previous summoned individuals and the sinister plans of the demons. Can he stop them from destroying the world? Can he shield his allies from the terrifying forces of darkness? Can he rescue his little sister before it's too late? Read to find out. ----------------------------------- A mix of Isekai, cultivation, sci-fi, and dark fantasy. ------------------- I've read and watched so many isekai where the MC past life is just a loser. So, I thought, why not make the MC actually a strong, successful man? Why not make him a gigachad who forced his way into another world instead of getting transported there passively? Why not have him prepared himself with everything he could before he enters the other world? Thus, this is my attempt in writing my own Isekai story where the MC's life on Earth actually matters, where there is an actual goal that is set even before the story begins. Of course, it will still be full of anime/ isekai stuff that I love. Especially the beginning, it's inspired by The Rising of the Shield Hero. Therefore, some chapters can be dark and disturbing. --------------------------- If you want, join my discord to chat! Let's discuss ideas together! https://discord.gg/vy3SDtyr R-18 tag is for the dark and gore parts.

For a brilliant but lonely game developer, death was not a "Game Over" but the beginning of a new and brutal "New Game+". He wakes up not in heaven but in a dark cave, trapped in the body of a colossal metal-armored dragon, a war machine with a processor for a heart.

Lin Xu, a fierce and independent thirty-year-old businesswoman, had only one wish in life, children of her own. But fate was cruel. The day she found out she was barren, she drowned her sorrow in alcohol, slipped down the stairs, and died. But death wasn’t the end. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the body of another Lin Xu a minor character from a popular TV drama in her town. This Lin Xu was a pitiful woman who died tragically at the hands of her cruel in-laws. Her three children were left to suffer alone until her missing husband returned years later, only to find her long gone. But this time, things would be different. This Lin Xu wasn’t weak, and she wasn’t going to die so easily. She had lived alone as an orphan, built herself into a force to be reckoned with, and now she had a second chance not just to live, but to raise her children on her own terms. Forget the in-laws. Forget the husband. She would rise again, build an empire, and give her children the life they deserved. --- Excerpt "Young Master, Miss Lin has just opened a massive bun shop." "Really? Buy everything. Leave not even a crumb." "Young Master Mo, Miss Lin returned all the coins and houses you sent her." "She did? Then send triple the amount and throw in a farm while you’re at it." "Young Master Mo, Miss Lin and the children were bullied by your uncle and aunt." "Oh? Send fifty men to smash their home. Make sure not a brick is left standing." "Young Master, Miss Lin is laughing and talking with that fisherman Gu." "Is that so? Seal off the entire coast. Buy every net, every boat, and every hook. Let’s see him fish in the desert." "And tell Miss Lin… if she dares smile at another man, I’ll show her what it really means to challenge the General of the Guan Empire." "If I can’t have her heart, then no man will." --- Genre: Historical Time-Travel Drama Romance: Slow Burn Note: Book cover not mine.

Damien Rothschild, an immortal who has lived life to the fullest for the past four hundred years, is visited by a mysterious woman who reveals the many depravities of his mischievous brother in another world. To save his brother, Damien must first travel to this other realm. However, the path becomes treacherous as he is tricked and loses everything he once had. Now, he must navigate this new world in search of his brother. This story follows a man who was granted the gift of immortality, allowing him to rise to the very pinnacle of the human race—until he was stripped of everything he held dear in a desperate attempt to save the only thing he ever truly loved.

In 2020, a friend of mine at the time recommended a manhwa called "Tomb Raider King," and currently, I’m following several with an academy theme, 70% of which have been abandoned (please don’t leave me, "The Extra’s Academy Survival Guide"). That’s why I wanted something similar — so I could read without the fear of it being canceled or going on permanent hiatus because its creator has to do military service or is being exploited at work. Obviously, a novel isn’t the same as a manhwa, but I don’t care (just like having a cover made with AI).

They’re broke. They’re emotionally unavailable. They’re probably not licensed to do any of this. But somehow… they keep saving the world by accident. Meet Kazuki Kuroda, a washed-up conman with a mysterious past, a strawberry milk addiction, and a gift for lying through his teeth. Leading a team of psychic freeloaders, demon cats, and emotionally unstable sidekicks, he takes on odd jobs no one else wants—ghost infestations, psychic toddlers, cursed ramen contests… He never means to be a hero. He just wants lunch. But when a simple errand spirals into citywide chaos, Kazuki and his ragtag crew get mistaken for world-saving legends. Again. Between possessed microwaves, fake god impersonations, accidental cult leadership, and one very emotional haunted bathroom ghost, things start getting weird. And dangerous. Because beneath the punchlines and pratfalls… something darker is stirring. And Kazuki? He’s not just lying to the world. He’s lying to himself.

When you get reincarnated, you normally get a sweet new family that will give you a decent head start in your new life, right? WRONG! Instead of a supportive family, Isaac got an orphanage and a wasteland full of monsters that want nothing but humanities extinction

In the year 2030, Michael Thorne is eighteen, broke, and barely surviving the system that left him behind. With no family, no future, and nowhere to go, he spends his nights sleeping in abandoned corners of the city and his days trying not to disappear completely. Then the game Veilborn arrives. No advertisements. No studio credits. Just a whisper online: “The game that remembers.” With no login ID, no setup screen, and no price tag, Michael is pulled into something deeper than VR—an artificial world that feels as old as memory and as cruel as reality. But Veilborn doesn’t treat him like a player. It treats him like something else—something that was never supposed to exist. Marked by a mysterious “Veiled Star,” Michael’s tutorial is lethal, his starting class unglamorous, and his only advantage is the fact that he refuses to break. As he levels through real combat, bleeds through real pain, and uncovers hidden systems buried beneath the game’s surface, one truth becomes clear: This isn’t a game you win. It’s a world that tests what you are. And somewhere within it lies a power that remembers him. Even though he has no idea why.

In an empire where gods toy with destinies and magic feeds on your spirit, Igfrid Severe D’Tyr, the exiled prince of Lothien, bears a legacy of betrayal and pain. His only beacon in the darkness was Canaria Von Lancet, the noblewoman with aquamarine eyes who believed in him even when the world branded him mad. But when Silvine Irohim, a power-hungry manipulator, tears Canaria from his arms, Igfrid unleashes a fury that reduces the empire to ashes. Crowned the Necromancer Emperor of a shattered realm, he bargains with forgotten gods for one purpose: to resurrect his lost love—even if it means damning the world that took her. Yet time proves a cruel enemy. Upon returning to his past, Igfrid discovers that altering fate demands an even darker price: walking the villain's path once more. Amidst battles of arcane cannons, profane rituals, and undead legions, this is a tale of love that burns hotter than hate, vengeance that devours souls, and one question echoing on every page: How far would you go for the one you love... and what would remain of you in the end?

‎"That day…That day, I made a promise... ‎A promise to save the world from whatever the hell this is. ‎ ‎Whatever turned it into something worse than hell itself. This is the world my father died for. And now… here I am, in a place that peoples call hell... ‎ ‎Standing face to face with the very ones who caused all of this. ‎ ‎But I have no power…No one...I am bleeding… ‎ ‎Bleeding so much that even words can’t measure the depth of the pain this blood has caused. ‎ ‎And with every drop I lose, Hope fades away further from the hands of the people... ‎From humanity... ‎From every lifeform that passed their power down to me. ‎ ‎I cannot disappoint them. ‎I won’t.... ‎ ‎I must stand… and fight... ‎Even if I’ve lost my arms , even if I lost my will to fight. ‎ ‎This… this cannot be the end right? ‎ ‎*Breath* ‎ ‎This breath… ‎It holds the hope of all life that still matters. ‎ ‎“.......” ‎ ‎Thousands of years ago, the world was a beautiful and peaceful place, something what people call paradise….It really was tho. ‎ ‎It was under the protection of the divine hand of God, ‎ ‎Shielding all life from evil. ‎But that hand…it Died or maybe it's not only the hand which died. ‎ ‎Like a sacred banyan tree offering shade from the sun’s burning rage. ‎ ‎Once it was gone, those who rested beneath it felt the pain of the heat. ‎ ‎And so, Earth...once innocent and sinless ‎Became stained with sin. ‎ ‎Or perhaps… ‎God was killed by something that transcends even god. ‎ ‎Something so beyond , so vast, ‎That it taught all life the meaning of desire. ‎ ‎And with it, the seed of evil. ‎ ‎It is said that those closest to God are the ones the devil desires most to corrupt. But as long as God remains, He guides them, shelters them, keeps their hearts from straying. Yet once God is gone, once that divine light fades those once nearest to Him may become worse than anything imaginable. ‎ ‎For without His guidance, even angels can fall… and fall further than demons ever could. ‎ ‎It was not a lie after all... ‎ ‎Closest to God were the Nio who were ‎Divine beings forged with power no mortal should ever wield. They who had always used their power for the wellbeing of God's creation, with the touch of evil became something worse than the devil ever could. ‎ ‎ ‎They turned against the very creation they were meant to protect. ‎ ‎Driven by corruption, ‎They became something far worse than demons who are worse than the worst sinner. ‎ ‎With that began the long dark age for all humanity as humanity endured the endless torment of Nios. ‎ ‎Until the arrival of the Niobanes, ‎Who rose to save the world... ‎Defeating the Nio, And sealing them away in the deepest pits of hell. ‎ ‎The presence of hell can make a man do crime that can't be imagined, and when for someone worse than a demon...?? ‎ ‎Years later... ‎ ‎From the blood of the grandson of the most powerful Nio, ‎ ‎The seals were broken that trapped divine demons in hell. ‎ ‎The Nio returned...To reclaim power and rule once more. ‎ ‎He saw it all. ‎His mother, dying to protect him. ‎His father, sacrificing everything to save the world. ‎ ‎And in front of his eyes... ‎They broke free, using his own blood. ‎ ‎Selay was born carrying that burden, ‎The guilt, the legacy and the pain. ‎ ‎But in the flames of grief He found purpose in his existence. ‎ ‎Inspired by his father's sacrifice, with ‎Fire in his eyes he whispered a promise to bring the heavens on earth. Turning the earth back into a haven...With the promise of saving the world his father died for. ‎ ‎"I will save the world my father died for." ‎ ‎

Possessed an useless and talentless noble, I was assigned to most brutal location for required military training.

Ladies and gents, I'm currently remaking this novel under the name "to Destiny's end" I'd appreaciate your support.

When an AI system takes over Cleveland under the guise of promoting wellness and happiness, a paranoid dive bar owner and his eccentric patrons accidentally become the last holdout against algorithmic oppression—armed only with whiskey, bad jokes, and a mysteriously sentient jukebox. --- Tag:- urban fantasy, AI, paranormal bar, found family, slow burn mystery, dystopian humor

A single mother in her twenties moves into an isolated rural home with her 3 year old son. she starts receiving late night visits from black eyed children, asking to be let in. As the visits become more frequent, she realizes these children are connected to a dark event from her past.