Airs Above The Ground

(key elements of this book: supernatural abilities, kingdom building, friendship, territory and people management, slight romance but nothing crazy) Skye’s eyes took a moment to adjust to the bright light of a sun peaking through the sticks that didn’t burn his skin in an instant. The wind blowing between the trees carried no sand or toxins in their breeze. The floating orb above him spoke bluntly yet Skye paid him no mind. It’s words a mumbled mix of nonsense, Skye struggled to latch on to anything important. Something about their god dying, needing to form a team, building a society that can withstand the others. Blah blah blah. It was too early to hear it all again. Skye groaned and detatched himself from the roots connected to his nervous system. The energy they helped him absorb over night was going to be put to good use. He pushed himself up and grabbed Thorn, his trusted spear, and opened the makeshift door to his tent, letting the fresh air rush in. Stepping out he said “Alright. Another day of trying to survive and not becoming dinner for some weird flat face freak.” He gave his body a stretch with his spear raised above his head with both hands, feeling a pop in his back from sleeping on the ground. “Oph, and maybe find something softer to sleep on.” His minions danced along with his words. their petals fluttering in agreement. The bodies of a few monsters with chunks blown out of their sides lay scattered around them. Today was going to be a good day.

n a world ravaged by a relentless zombie apocalypse, survival is no longer just about strength—it's about purpose. Aarav Takeshi, once a broken soul mourning the loss of his beloved Saanvi Hikari, is now humanity’s last hope. Gifted with godlike powers from ancient beings—Shadow of Darkness and Fragment of Light—Aarav embarks on a journey not just to survive, but to uncover the truth behind the plague and his own mysterious origins. Alongside him are Muskan, Sarah, and Julie—three girls who awaken supernatural abilities in the face of despair. Together, they face horrifying "evolved zombies" that mutate by devouring mutant creatures, and rise in power by consuming one another—some becoming zombie kings. With each battle, the team grows stronger, but the emotional cost deepens. As love, betrayal, sacrifice, and destiny collide, Aarav must confront the real Zombie King—who holds a devastating connection to his past. Will Aarav save humanity... or lose himself in the darkness?

Xia Mi found himself transported into a classic JRPG game, becoming a villager in a beginner's village. His biggest wish was to save money and marry a woman from a different race as his wife, live a peaceful and worry-free life, and eventually pass away peacefully. One day, the heroes defeated the Demon King. [Name: Xia Mi] [Profession: Villager] New addition: [Profession: Successor to the Demon King] "Quickly take action, Demon King! Kill all the heroes! Restore the glory of the demon race!" Wait, did something go wrong here? In the beginner's village, where Xia Mi spent his days farming and serving as a passer-by, he suddenly had an identity panel. But he was just a villager in the beginner's village! "Where is the Demon King? Where is the Demon King?" News of the Demon King's emergence spread across the continent, and every hero who came here to defeat the Demon King could see a constant stream of monsters in the beginner's village, but never caught sight of the Demon King. A villager from the beginner's village: Demon King? I'm just a villager. I have no idea what it is.

Bai Yanliang, male, 23 years old, unmarried. Condition improving, good personality shaping, has met the discharge criteria. Today, discharged.

In a World filled with Chaos, Lequiss a boy who obtained a Mythical item, a Quiss, seeks to better the World in his own way...

Kaine was betrayed. And as he tried to cheer himself, he died. End of story... not. Kaine was transmigrated. His soul and memory fused with that of Spark Nighthawk. The lone survivor of a sky ship accident. A noble kid from a fantasy world. Now, he had to try... with his cheats (boosted attributes and archives of rune knowledges) and noble inheritance, to gain unlimited wealth. Not just simply for the sake of comfort. But for power. For safety. And for the capital to explore... the islands above the clouds.

What is my existence? What am I? Since his birth, Aldrian Aster had never been an ordinary human. One day, a screen appeared in his sight with a message: I’m tied to the universe. I’m tied to nature. All of this is my own karma. Why I am different is also my destiny. My domain encompasses all things. There is nothing that can escape my view. There is nothing that can escape my sense. There is nothing that can escape my will. As he read these words, Aldrian understood that this was part of his destiny. Abnormal cultivation? Rapid comprehension? Mastering everything? Creating techniques effortlessly? This was his journey towards discovering his 'true' self.

"Doctor, the game I designed seems to have become reality!" "Isn't that great? People are under such great pressure at work, but you've managed to escape from it all, immersed in the game world, living the life of your dreams." "But I'm a horror game designer, I've conceived one hundred and twenty-six murder cases, created dozens of murderers with different personalities, and in search of material, I've watched ninety-five thriller movies, read over four hundred horror comics, and collected more than two thousand urban mysterious legends. Now, it seems like they've all become real!" "So... do you think I look familiar?"

What is a System? What is Inheritance? I only use the sword to cultivate and reach the peak of cultivation for tens of thousands of years.

In the war-torn world of Vhal'Tharax where gods manipulate mortal flesh, Arkan Dreadborne rises from the darkest pits to ultimate supremacy. With supernatural dominance carved into his very essence, he reshapes entire civilizations through acts of control and submission. This chronicle traces his conquest of the Nine Dominions, where no race remains untouched by his influence. From noble houses to sacred orders, all must surrender to his doctrines of power and possession. The series weaves together brutal conquest with the darkest aspects of possession - where authority is asserted through absolute control and the reshaping of flesh to serve unyielding power.

"Tank!" The cry of "Tank!" ripped through the air, cutting through the chaos of gunfire and explosions like a chilling gust of wind. Panic gripped the soldiers in the trenches as the ominous presence of a tank loomed on the battlefield. Fellow soldiers, their voices filled with urgency, shouted a stark warning to their comrades. The news of the tank's arrival sent shockwaves through the already tense atmosphere. The cramped confines of the trenches offered little protection against the formidable metal beast that threatened to roll over everything in its path. Desperation etched on their faces, David's friends raised their voices above the cacophony, urging everyone to make a choice - retreat to safety or face the enemy head-on. They buzzed with the urgent decision that each soldier had to make in the blink of an eye.

The sky shimmered with twin suns, casting warm hues over rolling hills and ancient forests. The air itself buzzed with an unseen energy, and the very ground beneath his feet hummed faintly, as if alive with secrets waiting to be unraveled. He blinked against the unfamiliar light, confusion etched across his face. But confusion quickly gave way to awe. A bird soared overhead, trailing glimmers of blue light in its wake. Nearby, a child pointed a finger at a fallen branch, whispering a single word—and the wood floated into the air, spinning gently before settling neatly into a bundle. Magic. It was real. Tangible. Everywhere. In that moment, a hunger was born in him. Not a hunger for food, nor for wealth or fame, but something far deeper—a yearning. A need. An obsession. The magic of this world, this radiant, endless force that danced in the air and bled through every leaf and stone, had sparked something inside him. And each passing day only fanned that flame higher. His only goal became understanding Magic and growing in Magic. It consumed his thoughts. He chased rumors of ancient scrolls, watched from shadows as mages cast their spells, and spent sleepless nights sketching symbols he didn’t yet understand. He would kneel before old statues and listen to forgotten songs, desperate to catch even a whisper of arcane truth. Because he knew—knowledge was the key. The key to understanding this world. The key to understanding Magic. And knowledge… was the key to understanding the Universe.

our vision should be very large or higher and the mission also.The vision may be higher than or equal to our dreams or hope.But sometimes the dreams or hope or vision excludes somethings or could not reach sufficient level.lets see how people are unable to hope or dream.

Chan Shinwam, a young prince from modern-day China, mysteriously transmigrates into a multi-layered fantasy world divided into realms of humans, cultivators, deities, and the highest divine plane. Starting at the lowest rank of nobility in the human realm, he awakens to a system called “Fan” that guides him on his journey. With each mission completed, Chan Shinwam gains extraordinary powers and uncovers hidden secrets of this mystical world. Facing fierce rivals, divine challenges, and the weight of destiny, he strives to ascend through the realms, ultimately aiming to become the supreme Creator—shaping the fate of all worlds.

Death is inevitable—unless you seize control of fate itself. Erasmus has never believed in gods. Faith is a tool, a system to manipulate, a currency to be spent. As a priest, he preaches salvation while quietly siphoning power, turning devotion into influence, and blind belief into wealth. But when the sky fractures and the world collapses into something unrecognizable, Erasmus finds himself trapped in a realm where logic is an illusion and the unknown is alive. Here, the ground murmurs secrets. The air devours memories. The trees do not sway—but they watch. Stranded in a land where identity itself is prey, Erasmus does what he has always done: observe, adapt, and take control. But in a world that feeds on the mind before the body, ambition alone may not be enough. Something in the dark is listening. And it does not forget.

When scientists stumbled upon a sloth with abnormal strength and speed deep in the Amazon, they were astonished to discover it was carrying a unique virus, one that enhanced physical capabilities beyond human limits. Intrigued and desperate for an edge in modern warfare, they extracted the virus and began human trials. The result? Super soldiers, faster, stronger, nearly unstoppable. For a time, the plan worked. Victories piled up. Battles were won. But then, the virus mutated. The enhanced soldiers began to lose their minds, consumed by an uncontrollable hunger. Their emotions vanished, replaced by primal instincts. No food could sate them, except flesh and blood. They turned on comrades, civilians, anyone in sight. And worse: every bite they inflicted passed on the infection, creating more of them. Now, humanity teeters on the edge of collapse. Darius Quinn, a hardened soldier and one of the few who survived the initial outbreak, is sent with a small team back to ground zero Mahana Island. Their mission: recover the prototype cure that can suppress the virus, halting the transformation and stopping the Cravings from turning the entire nation into a blood-soaked wasteland. But time is running out. And Mahana is no longer an island, it's a hunting ground. ---

Chapter 1: The Awakening on the Imperial Throne A bone-deep chill permeated every fiber of my being. This wasn't the cold of an office air conditioner; it was the chilling touch of solid metal and ancient stone. I... Vireak... slowly opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was not the familiar ceiling of my bedroom or the cluttered desk piled high with documents. It was the vaulted ceiling of a vast, imposing hall, supported by colossal black stone pillars carved into the forms of terrifying, monstrous creatures. A faint, azure light emanated from crystal chandeliers hanging above, casting eerie and foreboding shadows. "Where... is this place?" I tried to speak, but the voice that emerged was not my own. It was a deep, resonant baritone, filled with an authority that made the very air in the hall vibrate. I felt myself in a seated position. I slowly lowered my head, and what I saw almost made my heart stop.

Long-distance relationships never work for her since she is the clingy sort, spoilt, and enjoys her lover's undivided attention. Additionally, she tends to be flirtatious, although her intentions have never been honest. She has a way of intriguing people and then leaving them once they develop stronger feelings for her. Since she travels a lot for her job as an air hostess, most of her past relationships find it difficult to be apart from her. That all changed when she encountered someone who was just as formidable. The most ignorant woman on earth, yet the most passionate lover. She's determined to make things work this time. Regardless of the distance, that woman belongs to her.

She thought she was free. Until a billionaire and his daughter saw her — and decided she was theirs. One wanted a wife. The other wanted a mother. Neither asked if she agreed. They watched her for two years. Followed her every move. Until one day, they flew across the world and bought her future — with smiles, paperwork, and charm that smelled like roses but felt like chains. Now, she sleeps in silk sheets she didn’t choose. Wears clothes she didn’t buy. Answers to a name she didn’t earn. Every touch is a test. Every night is a transaction. And every whispered “I love you” is a warning. She hides pills beneath her tongue. She dreams of running. But there is no escape — only a cage made of wealth, obsession, and unbearable intimacy. Because he doesn’t just want her body. He wants her compliance. Her mind. Her loyalty. Her womb. And when the daughter discovers the truth — she doesn’t cry. She accuses. Now the doors are locked. The smiles are gone. And the only thing more terrifying than being watched… is being needed. This isn’t love. This is possession with a wedding ring. This is family, twisted into obsession. This is what happens when a girl becomes the answer to someone else's madness.

In the year 3050, Earth is a wasteland — a dead planet ruled by silence, shadows, and secrets long buried. Civilization collapsed after a mysterious celestial phenomenon called “The Ascent” — a global event that lifted thousands of humans into the sky… never to return. Rei, a lone teenager, wakes up on the surface with no memory of his past — only a strange word carved beside him: “Ascended.” But when Rei’s body begins to rise against gravity, he’s pulled into the Skygrave — a horrifying afterlife-like dimension floating above Earth, where time twists, the dead walk, and no one remembers how they died. There, Rei meets a white-haired girl who knows his name… …but swears she’s never been alive. As Rei tries to escape the Skygrave, he’s hunted by faceless Watchers, haunted by versions of himself, and slowly uncovers a truth too twisted to forget: “He was never supposed to be alive.” “And death… was never natural.”

In a world where cities float above the clouds, powered by the ancient magic of Aetherion, Caius Vaelen, heir to a powerful noble family, is drawn to the secrets of the Skyshards—fragments of Aetherion with mysterious power. His search leads him into the underground Skyfall Bazaar, where he meets Aurelia Skylar, a skilled thief with knowledge of the dangerous magic that sustains the floating cities. Aurelia warns Caius that Aetherion is not something to be trifled with, but when the two are forced into an unlikely alliance, they uncover a dark conspiracy that threatens the very foundation of their world. As their bond deepens, they realize that Caius’s growing power over the Skyshards links them in ways neither can fully understand. With enemies closing in—including Caius’s own family—they must navigate a treacherous path of magic, betrayal, and trust. Together, they must decide whether to control the power of Aetherion—or risk losing everything.

A journey across the land of a young boy to the top of the world

The demon’s roar was a monstrous sound, shaking the rain-soaked streets like an earthquake. Its form twisted and writhing, a grotesque fusion of jagged horns, sinewy muscles, and eyes that burned with ancient hatred. It moved with terrifying speed despite its size, each step cracking the ground beneath like thunderclaps. Kaito felt the familiar rush of adrenaline as the air around him thickened, charged with his wind magic. His grip tightened on his sword, the blade shimmering as swirling gusts danced along its edge. The air whispered to him, bending to his will. “Stay close!” he barked to the others, eyes locking on the demon’s glowing core. That’s the weak spot, he thought. If we hit it, maybe we can end this quickly. Ren laughed—a manic, fierce sound that echoed over the storm. “End it quickly? Where’s the fun in that? Let me add a little fireworks to the party.” His pistols flared, flames licking out like twin dragons unleashed. Haru’s pale eyes flickered as he calculated the demon’s patterns. “Its movements are irregular—unstable. But it’s anticipating our attacks.” He stepped forward, hands weaving through the air, as if pulling invisible strings. “We’ll need to synchronize our strikes.” Daiki’s deep voice rumbled like the earth itself. “Then let’s bring the mountain down on it.” He slammed his fists to the ground, and the earth trembled. Cracks spiderwebbed across the cobblestones, rocks levitating with slow, deliberate power around his knuckles.

ZION He woke in a broken world, carrying the soul of another… and the memories of gods long forgotten. The tribe is scattered. The warriors are dead. But as Zion rises in a new body, ancient spirits stir—and a lost people begin to believe again. They don’t know who he is. They don’t know what he carries. But the gods are watching… and so is the enemy

After suffering a career-halting injury and being blamed for his team’s loss, Kaito disappears from basketball—and from himself. A year later, he returns to the court, not to prove others wrong, but to rediscover who he is. Joined by old rivals, new friends, and quiet supporters, Kaito begins a journey of healing, growth, and redemption—both as a player and as a person. This is a story about falling, rising, and the people who help you believe again.

Once a ridiculed "Blank Slate" in a world powered by Awakened skills, Kim Min-jun unexpectedly gains the seemingly useless F-rank skill: Lucid Dream Training. He secretly transforms his dreams into an intensive training ground, mastering combat and surprisingly improving his real-world abilities. Forming the underdog guild "Dream Weaver" with his first allies, he utilizes his unique skill to silently train his low-ranked team to punch far above their weight, drawing the suspicion and hostility of powerful S-rank guilds. Facing deadly conspiracies and global threats, Min-jun's enigmatic guidance and Dream Weaver's unconventional strength earn them international recognition, proving that true power can be forged in the realm of dreams and leading to an unexpected ascendance on the global stage.

Dua belas tahun lalu, saya ditusuk oleh salah satu pengagum Zoran, sehingga saya tidak bisa memiliki anak seumur hidup. Zoran berlutut di samping tempat tidur rumah sakit saya, menangis ketika dia bersumpah untuk mencintai saya dengan hidupnya selamanya. "Fallon, saya sudah merasa bersyukur kepada surga bahwa kamu selamat..." "Mulai sekarang, saya tidak akan pernah membiarkan siapa pun menyakiti kamu lagi." Dua belas tahun kemudian, Zoran menindih pengagum sebelumnya: "Aria, maukah kamu memiliki anak denganku?" Saya tertawa pahit pada diri sendiri, pulang ke rumah dan merusak kamar tidur Zoran, secara tidak sengaja menemukan buku hariannya yang lama. Dalam kemarahan, saya menulis: "Zoran! Aku benci kamu!" Tak disangka, sebuah kalimat muncul entah dari mana: "Siapa kamu? Saya tidak peduli siapa pun yang membenci saya kecuali Fallon." Sejenak, saya lupa ketakutan saya dan menulis dengan hati-hati: "Saya adalah Fallon."