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SABER-1 is more than a soldier— he is a reflection of the choices made in the face of annihilation and the sacrifices required to carry the weight of hope. A lone figure forged in the crucible of relentless warfare, his existence straddles the line between man and machine, embodying both the potential and the peril of humanity's technological evolution. His hulking frame, adorned armor marred by countless battles, evokes awe and fear in equal measure. Yet, beneath the reinforced plating and glowing visor lies the ghost of a man, burdened by the weight of his mission and the impossible expectations placed upon him. SABER-1’s story is one of paradox. He is humanity’s greatest savior and its most chilling reminder of what desperation can create. But with each victory, a haunting question lingers: where does the man end, and the machine begin? As the lines blur, SABER-1 becomes an enigma—a figure of unparalleled strength and relentless determination, whose actions echo far beyond the battlefield, forcing humanity to reckon with what it means to survive and what it means to be human.

“I shall see the end of this story.” In a world on the edge of collapse, who could defy despair? In the ruins of dreams and shadows of death, who was writing fate’s cruel script? I stepped into the world of my favorite novel, where reality and fiction blurred into a twisted nightmare. Collapsed cities, monstrous nightmares, and a sky shrouded in blood. Deception, betrayal, secrets, and survival… The pages turned endlessly, yet the answers to the world’s mysteries remained out of reach. This is the story of the "Joker," a certain writer who sought to create the perfect story. † Discord: https://discord.com/invite/4YQDYXWGME

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger) --- What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. ... My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses. I said to her, "Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment." Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I... ========== Translation Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to this novel. I am solely responsible for the translation efforts.

"Doctor, it seems there's something wrong with my emotions." "There's a clown in the West City circus who can make everyone laugh. I think he can certainly help you." "But Doctor... I am that clown." "..." ...... Waking up in a strange room, Leonard Churchill finds himself lying next to a stunning woman. Assuming good fortune has come knocking, but the eerie part is, she's a corpse without any heartbeat or breath. Just when he thinks he's been roped into a bizarre murder scene, After a closer inspection, He realizes, Shockingly, she isn't human! This is a fantastical world after the Great Catastrophe, under the fog-covered land lies countless Underground Cities left by the ancients. A Treasure Hunter wearing a clown mask travels alone in the dark. He is Joker Leonard Churchill, the Catastrophe King! PS. If you're out of books to read, you can check out the already fixed 3 million+ sales old book "Mechanical Alchemist".

It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!

【Single female lead or no female lead, don't read if you mind this】 【Infinite flow of intelligence】+【Whimsical tales】+【Word games】+【Joker People Literature】 Core of the power system: Text composition↓ A piece of "rock", a sheet of "skin", forms the character charm, "broken", which can shatter thousands of things. 【Scene Display】: When encountering a zombie, you just need to carry rice and scatter it. "Corpse" plus "rice" transform into a large mosaic, instantly turning the enemy into nothingness. *The instances involve 【Animal park rules tales】【Prison mirror】【Logic people】… —————————— "Is it time to delve into instances and uncover more monster tales?" Author Yu Liang, still groggy, sat at the computer, stretched, and casually drafted a leave application. 【Slacker Note】 My nephew is born. I am taking a day off^_^

[Synopsis] In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine. "You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops. "We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness. Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses. A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood. "Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern. Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality. ------------------------------------------- [A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.] [Discord Server Link: https://discord.com/invite/4gVfcaePJS]

[Warning: This novel can get brutal and has some some R18 scenes which you will be warned of at the beginnings of the chapters] ....... What is existence? It is divided into two Spaces. The Mortis, where one can find Worlds. The Immortis, where one can find Realms. Both divided by a boundary that keeps the two separate. However, as vast as this world is, only a single individual's story is relevant. A man who rose from the depths of a dark society in the Mortis and ended up being a symbol power, prosperity and fear in the Immortis. Revered and respect by experts of all realms of power. He was granted a title to acknowledge him as a powerful expert. A King. However, there’s a saying in the Immortis. ‘Like the Mobius of Birth, one’s life always comes back around with all the vile darkness one thinks they’ve left behind.’ The man who had become a King, lost everything to a cycle that came to bite him in the back. Betrayal. Everything that he built. The wife he loved. The children he raised. All of it was lost. He returned to square one. Back to the Mortis, where he began. Join him on his journey to ascend again. His fury is not abated. He wishes to tear down his enemies for they did. The traitors for their betrayal. Will he rise alone? Will he follow the same path as the last time? Will he overpower his enemies? Find out in the story of a dark King. The King of.... ......... "You are rage." As he said so, he slashed down with the sword, his arms not quite able to bring down the sword in a perfect slash. However, it was a slash nonetheless. It was clumsy, but it was fine. The young man raised his arms and grasped his sword above his head again. "You are pain," he said as he slashed down with a better steadiness that made his slash look a bit more elegant. The look in his eyes turned colder as the evening breeze brushed past him. Before him was not the sea or the moon or the stars. There was the face of his enemies as they dared to bring to ruin all that he had built. "You are fear," he said as he brought down his sword again, its rusting blade showing nothing of the magnificence a sword should bear. What was the True Way of the Sword? It was to cause bloodshed. It was to cause pain. It was to cause sorrow. It was to tear away families from their fathers, husbands, children, mothers. Every weapon was forged to cut down a life. Whether it was to protect or not. A life would be taken by the silver blade as it slashed down. The bulky man in the forge, hammering away at the heated metal would seek to make a sword stronger and sharpen it afterwards so it wouldn't fail to behead a foe. A sword's purpose and instinct was to kill. "You are torment!" The young man slashed again with all his might, his slash being a silver light could be seen as it was lit in the night. "You are war!" He lowered his stance as he felt the sword slice through the air seamlessly. "You are madness!" The sword blew a bit of the sand on the shore as he swung down. "You are destruction!" he said as he slashed. 'I will walk this path again. It has worked for me before and it will continue to work now,' he thought. He slashed again. 'None shall remain standing when I return to the Realms above.' ........... Cover is not mine....credit to artist..

What if a power to level up or upgrade everything—your way of living, battle skills, military prowess, etc.—but this power is limited to your Eldritch tribe. Would you expand your tribe to rise above all adversaries, would you use it to gain more personal power or use it to toy with everyone? Lyerin wanted nothing more than peace on himself, but all he had was regret. He possessed a secret ability that allowed him to quickly excel at anything he chose, but he could only use it once. While others had to spend a long time to reach higher levels or master new skills, he only needed to complete a simple, specific task to level up. However, he had already used this ability to count a specific number of sand grains to save his own life. After that, his existence became a living hell. One day, he was unexpectedly sent back in time, where he would witness numbers appearing in the sky, signaling the end of the world again—an apocalypse he despised the most! But Lyerin realized he could use his ability once more, this time on a certain group of people. A TRIBE! ``` [ Ding! ] [ You have chosen to level up knife slash! As a Wildling of your tribe, you can level up your knife slash. ] [ Condition: Slash the knife 500 times. ] [ You have chosen a random tree to level up! The tree is part of your tribe; you can level it up. ] [ Condition: Water the tree 300 times. ] [ You cannot level up anymore due to your limited rank within the tribe. Raise your rank in the clan first. ] [ Condition: Give honor to the tribe. ] [ You have reached the peak level of your tribe. If you want to level up further, improve and level up your clan! ] [ Condition: Level up the Ancestral Healing Ritual, level up the Newborn Den, and level up the tribe's farm. ] ``` With this overpowered ability, can he still hold onto his selfish wish for peace within himself? Warnings: 1. Cold, Calculated and Cunning MC. 2. After 100+ chapters will be bloody.

(UPDATES: EVERY SUNDAY 2 P.M IST) "You have always been the joker of this gamble of lives my dear, and now is the time to use our Ace." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . To the world, she is an angel fallen from hell, but for him, she is a doll made of glass, and he is scared that his slightest move would break her. Her eyes are the most innocent things he had ever seen in his entire life; they melt him down, and her wrath is something he admires most. His lady, his chérie, his 'Lia. When the broken, scared girl accidentally encounters with the Chief of a Republic Security Stability Organization, 'Lewis Hanniel,' he finds what he was looking for. He decides to create her as a weapon, but her life takes twists and turns after meeting Lewis's son, Cade. Her safe place, her fantasy, her king. Under her control... NOTE: This story is in AU and nothing to do with this universe. It does not support anything which is going around in this world.

The power of absolute control... Time. After Rock died, he mysteriously reincarnated in Shun Long's almost dead body when a triangular-shaped rock merged with his soul, and a sudden influx of information flooded his head. He has now found himself in a mystical world filled with extraordinarily powerful cultivators who can destroy mountains with a single punch, and split seas in half with a single slash of a sword! This is Shun Long's journey in the majestic world of cultivation, as he fights geniuses and reaches the pinnacle of both alchemy and martial arts!

In a future where the world has collapsed into chaos, ancient knowledge is lost, and science is considered a myth while magic, Qi, and aura govern nature, two extraordinary beings emerge. Kali, born into a wealthy Brahmin family, excels at everything he does and, believing himself to be the prophesied Kalki, unites the world under his rule. However, his growing power corrupts him, revealing his true identity as Kali, the destroyer. Meanwhile, in a humble family, Kalki is born and blessed by the seven Chiranjeevis. Unaware of his destiny, Kalki leaves home at seven and trains under these eternal beings, mastering ancient knowledge and martial skills. As Kali's tyranny grows, Kalki embarks on quests to retrieve lost relics, gaining followers along the way. Kalki's journey begins in chapter 101, and he starts active training with the seven Chiranjeevis from chapter 151. Please be patient as this series will exceed 900 chapters, and I am intentionally keeping the story at a slow pace. The main characters are Kali and Kalki, with the seven Chiranjeevis and Sukracharya as supporting characters. The others are minor or extra characters and not particularly important. Even if I inadvertently don't do justice to these characters, please don't criticize me.

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In the depth of hell, a child was born. Life and death intertwined with each other. The birth of Gods resonated with the glorious rise of the Imperial Citadel and it's eventual fall. Blades of sorrow was cast upon humanity and then, everything was wiped in it's deadly slash. One man was left standing in the wake of total annihilation.

Life is like a deck of cards, we have an ace- the excellent ones, the jack-the constantly bullied one, a queen- everyone's beloved, a king- oh the ruler, queen's sweetheart, or anything you call under breath- the fucking cheater! But, rest we are common cards- yup, the number cards which come and go, who cares?! However... There's one card rarest of all, in a deck of 52 only one to be found- the joker! This card has been a show-stopper, which was be anything- I mean ANYTHING- a king, queen, Jack, ace, or a common number! However, many people underestimate this very brutally! Until they know it's worth... But that's a long way, isn't it?! **** The story of a Joker, but a hidden one! Sleeping 20 hrs out of 24! "How is he even human?! " But... A master inside with a brain so strong and work like horsepower stuffed inside his thick skull, yup, he wasn't human, He was beyond human! The human, the joker who is the missing link in the game of survival in the apocalypse that has been settled 17 years ago, Now it's returning at a greater pace, Wait that's in the game! Well, the game has entered the red human realm, expecting blood and a forsaken planet And he... "You can't be serious with this sleepy head!! " Who said he can't win a game?! "Okay, would you prefer sleep or life, the most?! " "Sleep" he answered in certain confidence rubbing his sleepy eyes. Eh... let's see if he...survive or sleep?!

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【Online Game, Assassin, Game and Reality Integration, Data Stream】 The mysterious game "Abandoned by the Gods" has arrived. Players can obtain lifespan by killing monsters and can also consume lifespan to extract game abilities into reality! As a result, extraordinariness descends and disasters spread across the Blue Star! In the previous life, Qin Feng, along with his sister Qin Xiaoyou, developed into one of the top 100 powerhouses in the world. In the end, however, his star-chasing sister gouged out his eyes, intending to give his "Ancient God's Eyeballs" to her idol... Reborn in this life, Qin Feng decides to go it alone! Sister? Let her get lost! From then on, a god-level assassin without a trace or form is born. He is the Shadow, brandishing the blade in the darkness. Killing and death bloom like art in his hands... Surrounded by billions of corpses, he will eventually ascend to the divine throne! (Skills with Unlimited Evolution: Permanent Invisibility, One-Hit Kill, Hundred-Fold Drop Rate, Slaying a God with One Slash...)

Story has been changed to "I'm An Evil God." since this novel was going nowhere/reached a dead end. + Hanasaki Uta and his four friends were dragged into the familiar trope of being summoned to another world. While his friends were chosen for roles like "Hero" and "Saint," Uta alone was assigned the job of "Unemployed," a designation that offered him no power or abilities. Given some money and promptly sent out of the castle, Uta’s misfortune took a darker turn. He was betrayed by the summoning king, who ordered soldiers to kill him. Slashed down by their blades, Uta’s life appeared to end there. But they had overlooked a crucial fact. While Uta was indeed a student with no apparent role, he harbored an incredible secret. Hanasaki Uta was not human. He was a dark god in disguise.

The Year is 1885 of the Imperial Calendar. When the Imperial Flagship P.R.S. REAPER comes under attack, Major Derringer "Trick-Shot" Asus calls his bay handler to open his hanger so he can deploy in defense of the ship but is denied deployment. Soon after the ships Commander gives him a new task. Escort the Chalmayan Princess back to their home world of Primia.

batman with all his items and manor gets transferred into onepiece. he has only few years to return to stop Joker from nuking his home. he will need to reach the treasure island as it has a way to take him home. but reaching it will take all the skills , tools, and teck of the greatest detective ever.

Synopsis: In a far-off futuristic realm at the peak of the love of football, where futuristic technology and ancient magic coexisted, a young football prodigy named Lio thrived. His talent on the field was unmatched, drawing awe and admiration from all who witnessed his skills. However, jealousy festered in the heart of his best friend, who sabotaged Lio during a crucial scouting match. The betrayal led to a severe injury leaving Lio handicapped. As he fell from grace, anger and determination fueled his spirit. Gradually, Lio envisioned a path of revenge, a quest that would lead him to unexpected realms beyond imagination, pushing the boundaries of sports and magic alike. Would he rise to the challenge, and conquer the world of football as the star he was born to be? or will he fail and let the ones who wronged him have their way over trampling on his dreams.

Mare: The mare does not refer to a female horse but to the mara demon who sits on a person’s chest and terrorizes them in their sleep. According to old Norse folklore, a Mara was an evil nocturnal demon of terror. The Night-hag or “riding witch” are other names for the Nightmare. Our story is about 4 Special Operations soldiers under the disbanded force MARE who decide to abandon their homeland of Chrome and defect to the neighboring country of Gasia with their former Captain and 5 other teams to protect the young princess from the hostile forces working in the shadows against her. However, even those who lurk in the shadows need sleep. And when they do, the true terrors of the night the Mares emerge.

"In your lifetimes has anyone ever worshipped you? Ever prayed to you? I know you're not the being you once were, and now is your chance to prove it..." "You may meet the being I once was." "... And what kind of being is that, Reaper?" In the vast expanse of space, where stars flicker like distant promises and civilizations rise and fall like cosmic waves, there exists a man haunted by his own choices. Once a protector, a guardian of those he held dear, he found himself forced into the shadows by the merciless demands of fate. In a universe teeming with threats, he made a pact with the darkness, trading his warmth for a cloak of ice, his compassion for a blade of steel. Now known only as the Reaper, his name evokes fear even among those he once safeguarded. He moves like a wraith through the void, a silent sentinel of death, his heart encased in frost as he carries out his duty. He is both hero and villain, protector and predator.

The story of a men accompanied by the last survivors of human kind, fighting battles until their last breaths. As time passes, only he remains able to keep swinging his sword. Why keep fighting, if there is nothing more to protect? Why keep struggling, if there is no more hope? But he still chose to swing his fists and slash with his sword, and at the very end...

My first time publishing please read patiently. Jack is always surrounded by mystery born in the 20th century where they are more evils that good. He is aware of the changes around him and he didn't care since him and his loved ones are happy and save. Happiness is forever so he thought. When tragedy struck at those around him, he taught law was the solution and that the law enforcement officers (police) will help and bring him justice. Then, he saw the bad side of society, the system that no one could help him. That when he decided to put the matter into his own hands. JOKER ---------------------------------------------------------- Context: There are two people in the middle of a deserted street at 4 @am. Rain falling heavily creating a sound proof around. One of them standing and stepping on the other person on the floor with their backs touching the cold floor and the rain is watching their bleeding body that never seems to end. "Please Joker forgive me, I have wife and kids waiting for me to come home", pleaded victim 1. Joker responded menacingly while starting at the man with a cold glear and blood shot eyes, " so you have a life to live? you choosed this path. You should have made a better decision 2 years ago". The man seeing that Joker wouldn't let him go cried while looking at the floor thinking that it was truly his fault he made that mistake and moved on which was wrong. But it was too late to say sorry. Joker stared at him nonchalantly getting impatient to go home and sleep since was past his bed time. Pissed off by the man attitude and state, he said to him. " Stop being a man baby no matter how you cry you are going to die anyways". After speaking, he took his rider gloves from his back pocket and started to wear it getting ready for his next act. Bending down to swat to mach the man's eye level, he holds his victim chin to make eye contact. Tilting his head to the right he asked his victim coldly, any last words? The man started at Joker for a moment by now he had already stopped crying and the rain automatically stopped too. It seems that time was slowing down. Opening his mouth slowly he wanted to tell his wishes but it was already too late. Joker had already snapped his neck in an instant. "Tsk on a second thought when you took action two years ago you didn't give them a chance either, right?", he said talking to the already dead body. After taking his gloves from his hands and putting it in his back pocket he used his pinky finger to clean his ear and said, " Good luck on the other side". He then stepped over the body while on his way back home. After some distance he paused and turned around. "That is..... if some over there will take you of course", he said after thinking then continued on his way.

A young boy discovered he was no ordinary human. Gifted with extraordinary intelligence and heightened senses, he soon realized the cause-a strange symbol of an alpha slash on his back, alive like a heartbeat. Through research, he learned he was half-wolf, half-human, with a powerful wolf spirit locked within his soul, waiting for its energy gate to open. But his discovery drew the attention of the dark alphas, creatures of shadow bent on destroying him. They eventually captured him, and during a desperate escape attempt, their leader struck him with a deadly slash across the symbol on his back. The blow unleashed a surge of energy, breaking the seal on his wolf spirit. Pain turned to power as he transformed into a full werewolf, stronger and fiercer than ever before.

A sequel story to " The Ascendent". For more : Read Epilogue.

In the beginning of time, a point not bound by concepts such as space and time, a being stood. He was fettered by neither space nor time as they were nothing but a thought away for him. Feeling bored at the lackluster appearance that was the void, he created a sword out nothing and slashed. With each slash, profound meaning of all known laws were evoked and galaxies were born. In each galaxy, billions of stars came into existence and around these stars floated tens of large planetary bodies. Three Thousand slashes later, this being felt he had made the void more beautiful, but after a while, he felt it was still lackluster. Why this was so, he had no idea. Suddenly, he was struck by a thought. "Why don't I create beings that will facilitate the evolution of this great Universe?" And From him, came the many Celestial Bodies. These beings were the embodiments of The Supreme laws from which all other laws were born. Still, this being found them to be singular. Hence he decided to create a less powerful species with the potential to grow and reach the point he was standing, and from then, the human race were born. This being passed on his knowledge to these Celestial Beings and tasked them with the Divine Task of creating the Ten Thousand living beings that are known in this day and age. ... In a Library, a young boy looking not more than nine years old read from a parchment. "What an interesting person." He muttered to himself. "I wonder if what is written here is true. To be able to create all that is know throughout the Universe. To be unfettered by space and time, life and death. What an admirable position he must have stood in." This young man had nothing but praise for this being as he festered the thought of one day reaching such height. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/jrJBVc7u

Kui lang's fingertip gently grazed his painting. Beautiful pair of blue gem like eyes seemed so lifelike. The glistening green tail shone brightly in the sunlight. "Beautiful...." Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed his fingertips. The lifelike tail swisher around slashing mist on his face, and the merman's blue eyes blinked down at him. Kui fell down from shock. "W-What.. what is this..." The merman tugged at his hand, and the next second, he was in a different world. The world he had drawn with his own hand.