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Naruto Is The Fastest Man Alive

The World's Strongest Is Actually a Camera Man???

[WSA Newbie 2025 Entry] !!! Warning 18+ Mature Content- readers discretion adviced... "Hey, you.... yes you, I can see you." a Dione whizzed... "I can feel it you are strong. Please... help." she begged as the monstrosity before her was beyond what she could bear. despair glitterd in her green pupils as she gazed at the fluctuating shadow, hoping for help... Void shuddered as a figure came into sight, oddly enough he was clinging onto a camera, "Ah? Me?" Seth asked sounding confused. Realizing he was the one being spoken to, he chuckled waving his hands as his amused voice rang out. "Forget about me Mam... I'm just a camera man" With that said he vanished as though he was never there. But his eerie presence was still felt quite clearly in the environment... "Bastard!" she hissed, seeing she wasn't getting any help, she turned back to her hulking foe, readying what was left of her blade... And suddenly a screen popped up in front of her eyes... [Congratulations!!! You have been chosen by the great cosmic cameraman, to be a protagonist do you accept Y/N] she blinked, 'Yes' she practically screamed in her mind... [Congratulations on becoming a protagonist of the great cosmic camera man... you have been granted exclusive feature protagonists shop.] [You have been granted +1000 plot armor points... spend wisely.] [Protagonist item shop:] [1.Ancient Void bloodline- 999 P.A points. 2.Instant Level up- 899 P.A points. 3.Sudden enlightenment pill 12000 P.A points. 4.Encounter Ancient immortal weapon 100,000 P.A points ...] looking at the long list before her, her heart palpitated excitedly. her plea didn't fall on deaf ears! *** Join the tale of Seth Bane, an irregular on an unconventional journey to become the strongest. But unlike your typical protagonist, Seth's path is far from ordinary—in truth, he is actually a cameraman. Yeah, and an absurdly overpowered one at that. Swordsmen? Necromancers? Archers? All these pale in comparison to his unique occupation: the cameraman! Dive into a world where champions battle against otherworldly foes, and Seth Bane's unexpected power as a cameraman becomes humanity's hidden ace. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, discover how Seth's unassuming role conceals his extraordinary strength. after all who said the hero was the strongest- well that was only possible as long as the camera man remains low-key. Beware!! this is a fast paced progressive novel. (The world setting isn't the Earth you know.) MASS RELEASE REQUIREMENTS!!! Bonus chapter requirements.... 50 Power stones= 1 bonus chapter 200 Power stones= 5 bonus chapters 50 Golden ticket= 1 bonus chapters 200 Golden tickets= 5 bonus chapters..
I_The_Honored_One · 74.6K Views

God's Man

[Warning: Adult content 18+. Extreme violence, torture, and abuse.] "You are nothing but a toy—a plaything for the gods. Why resist the inevitable?" Alan's voice was laced with contempt. "For a man. For a woman. For a father. For a mother. For a son. For a daughter. For the broken. For the dreamers. For those who prayed and believed. I am their salvation," Hmu Hmo proclaimed. Alan's laughter erupted—Ha! Ha! Ha!—each burst sharp and mocking, amused by the man's resolution. "Salvation? No—you're their ruin. Their reckoning!" He seized the girl's hair, forcing her tear-streaked gaze to meet Hmu Hmo's eyes. "Death doesn't flinch before you...but—what about her?" —Schhhhrrkk. … They said the world is cruel and that the gods—or whoever is up there—are evil. But what is evil? Beasts devour beasts. Men slay men. Is the devourer evil? Is the slayer evil? Or was it the one who was devoured, the one who was slain, the one who lost? In every fairytale, the hero always defeats the villain. But was the hero always righteous and the villain always evil? Indeed, only the purest heart can receive the hero's calling or the blessing from the gods. But if the gods are evil, was it the villain who was called? This story follows the tragic lives of Hmu Hmo, Alan, and a dozen other characters—each connected to them in one way or another, or is essential to the unfolding events of the world. As these characters strive to achieve their goals, they may fall victim to the world's wickedness—or even become the embodiment of evil itself. They will accomplish feats worthy of song, yet commit crimes that make your skin crawl. As the story progresses, the line between hero and villain will blur. Was it Alan? Was it Hmu Hmo? Or was it someone else entirely—someone unexpected? Warning: This story contains graphic depictions of violence, including torture, slavery, sexual abuse, and self-harm. While these elements are not the central focus of the work, they are essential to the characters' experiences and development. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
TriYe · 27.7K Views

Lucky Seven: I Am The Luckiest Man Alive

Seven Silverhare isn’t just any gambler — he’s the gambler. Back on Earth, no one could touch his skill at cards, dice, or anything involving odds. But just as he’s riding high, Seven finds himself yanked from his world and hurled into another — and not by accident. A divine glitch (or maybe a prank) hijacks his summoning and slaps an absurdly overpowered skill onto him: Limitless Luck. This isn’t just good fortune; this is reality-bending, probability-shattering luck that lets him win without effort. Monsters? He’ll “trip” and crush a dragon under falling rocks. Boss fights? The boss might spontaneously combust before he even lifts a finger. Challenges? They practically self-destruct when he shows up. Seven’s main goal? Tear through The Dungeon — the deadliest, most notorious gauntlet in the world of Eteria. But where others train their muscles, sharpen their swords, or master spells, Seven strolls through the chaos like he’s on vacation, casually dodging death, breaking game mechanics, and causing the gods to tear their hair out in frustration. Along the way, Seven’s not just winning loot — he’s effortlessly drawing in people. His harem grows like wildfire: bold fellow players who can’t resist his charm, all sorts of NPCs swept up in his ridiculous luck, proud nobles and commoners from Eteria itself who fall for his easy victories, and even goddesses who watch from above — intrigued, amused, and eventually captivated by the man who’s turning their entire world into his personal playground. This is a story of nonsense victories, impossible stunts, and a protagonist who doesn’t need strength, magic, or strategy — because when you’re the luckiest man in the multiverse, it’s not even a fair fight. ••••• NO YURI — the MC’s girls aren’t here to kiss each other; they’re here for him. NO RAPE — with his luck and charm, he doesn’t need to force anything. NO NTR TO THE MC — he’s the one stealing girls, not getting stolen from.
Ruruy07 · 4.3K Views

Hara is Alive

Ang buhay ay parang apoy. Kapag maliit, madaling patayin. Kapag malaki, mahirap patayin. Pero hindi gan’on ang tunay na buhay—dahil kahit maliit ka man o malaki, madali ka pa ring patayin. Hindi natin pagmamay-ari ang buhay na meron tayo ngayon pero sadyang may mga taong handang wakasan ang kanilang buhay para sa inaasam-asam na kapayapaan sa sakit na nararamdaman. Meron namang binawian ng buhay na hindi naman nila ginusto, lalo’t na ang pagkitil ng isang buhay na hindi mo naman pagmamay-ari. May mga taong gusto mabuhay, pero hindi nabigyan ng pag-asang mabuhay. Alam nating lahat na ikaw at ako ay magkaiba. Dahil tayo ay ginawa ayon sa gusto ng Diyos, ngunit tatanggapin mo ba ang buhay na hindi naman dapat sa ‘yo? O pababayaan mo na lang dahil hindi mo ito gusto at pagmamay-ari? O gagamitin mo ito para sa iyong paghihiganti? Isang araw na akong walang tulog dahil sa mga pangungutya ng mga kaklase, guro, at mga tinuring kong totoong kaibigan. Hindi ko na alam kung paano ko kakayanin pa. Yesterday, my friends told me to do the dare. Sabi nila, katuwaan lang. I don’t know kung bakit ko ginawa ang katangahang bagay na ‘yon. “Hara, you must do the dare. I promise, he truly likes you.” Nahihiya akong gawin ang dare kasi malalaman nila na meron pala akong tinatagong nararamdaman sa isa sa mga gwapong, magaling, at babaerong sikat na MVP Basketball player sa Cor Jesu College. Sino naman kasi ang hindi magkakagusto sa isang katulad niya na, everytime mo sya na makikita ay ngumingiti siya ‘tapos dagdag mo pa ‘yong mapupula niyang labi at ‘yong thick eyebrows niya. “Okay, I’ll do the dare, but make sure na hindi ‘to malalaman ng iba.” Sila ‘yong mga babaeng grupo sa school namin na nagkaisa para takutin ang mga babae at bakla sa school namin na ‘wag lalapitan o kausapin ang kanilang prinsipe raw. Nakita ko si JM sa labas ng room namin kung saan siya lang mag-isang nakaupo sa isang white plastic chair habang hawak-hawak niya ang kaniyang cellphone. Nasa harap ko na siya pero ang mga kamay, paa, at katawan ko ay parang ayaw nang humakbang papalapit sa kaniya pati na ‘yong anino ko gusto nang umurong. “Sige na, Hara!” boses ni Christian sa likod ko na nagtatago sa may pintuan ng room namin. Lumingon ako at sininyahasan ko na gagawin ko na ang dare nila. “JM, ahm… ano k-kasi,” nauutal ako. Hind ko na tuloy alam kung ano ang sasabihin sa kaniya. Ang mga bibig koy tila parang may nakadikit na glue na parang ayaw na nitong bumuka. Subalit, nilakasan ko ang aking loob upang matapos na ito. “Bakit, Hara?” tanong ni JM, kita sa mukha niya ang pagkalito sa kilos ko. “Dare lang ‘to, huh. Sana ‘wag mong masamain. Can I kiss you?” Hindi ko namalayan—ang pinkish, smooth, at nakakaakit na labi ni JM ay nakadampi na pala sa inosente kong labi. Saglit akong natigilan. His lips... were on mine. Para akong kidlat na tinamaan sa kalmadong gabi—walang babala, walang panahon para umiwas. Ang patak ng ulan ay tila pluma ng tadhana, dahan-dahang sumusulat ng eksenang hindi ko kailanman inasahan. Sa bawat segundo, parang umiikot ang mundo nang mas mabilis—para akong nasa Ferris wheel na nawalan ng kontrol, lumulutang sa pagitan ng takot at pagkamangha. Ang lamig ng paligid ay unti-unting natunaw sa init na hindi ko maipaliwanag, parang apoy na biglang sumiklab sa gitna ng bagyo. I was barely clothed—what I had on was torn to shreds. That’s the only way I could describe myself when they found my body behind the abandoned school comfort room. Makalipas ang ilang taon, tuluyan nang naglaho ang usapan tungkol sa pagkamatay ko. Wala nang balita, wala nang tanong. Siguro’y pinasara na ang kaso dahil wala silang ebidensiyang nakuha, at wala ring makapagsabi kung sino ang pumatay sa akin. Ang lumabas na lang sa balita: suicide. Dahil daw nalulong ako sa droga. Dahil daw sa stress—sa school, sa bahay. But now I’m back… And they’ll pay… For treating me like some toy—something to break, to use, to discard when they were done.
GenZRizal · 156K Views
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