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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. [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! --- 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

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.

1. Uniqueness and Appeal of the Story (Condensed) 1. Worldbuilding: Historical Grit Meets Supernatural Spectacle Setting: 1930s America/Europe: Blends Great Depression realities (NYC soup kitchens, corrupt Wall Street alchemists) with occult threats. Nazi "Lebensborn" experiments resurrect through cursed artifacts, while vampire clans like Sanctum Sanguinis manipulate London's underworld. Core Innovation: Merges noir detective drama, Lovecraftian cosmic horror, and vampire political epics into a cohesive "dark fantasy" universe. Protagonist Wayne navigates gangster-ruled streets and eldritch rituals with equal pragmatism. 2. Plot Architecture: Layered Mysteries & Explosive Payoffs Opening Hook: A seemingly routine infidelity case unravels into a cult conspiracy marked by glowing cat eyes and radioactive mushroom-induced visions. The mundane detective office becomes a gateway to hidden wars. Key Conflicts: Personal: Wayne’s quest to find his sister Gwen—a victim of 1935 Nazi experiments—while battling his own physical decay (corpse-like stench, stopped pocket watch). Supernatural: Vampire dynasties, hellish legions, and secret societies (Mirror Sect) clash over the "Living Grail," a sentient artifact granting control over reality. Historical: Nazi occultists infiltrate America using gold-skull rituals; Federal Reserve corruption fuels supernatural arms races. Climactic Sequences: Holy Grail War: Wayne’s ragtag Vowbound Cross faction battles vampire hordes in London, with alchemically enhanced revolvers firing self-guided silver bullets. Leviathan Rising: A kaiju-like beast emerges from Liverpool’s waters, countered by undead dragons and Vatican light magic. Twist Ending: Gwen is revealed as a Nazi-made proto-vampire, forcing Wayne to sacrifice himself as a vessel to seal an elder god—leaving moral ambiguity lingering. 3. Characters: Moral Complexity & Jarring Contrasts Wayne (Protagonist): Flawed Antihero: A whiskey-drinking PI masking survivor’s guilt with sarcasm. His fake "model citizen" diary clashes with ruthless tactics (blackmail, radioactive interrogations). Duality: Protects street orphans while exploiting clients, embodying Depression-era moral erosion. Veronica & Wilhelm: Noble Fugitives: Veronica’s aristocratic German past and Wilhelm’s swastika-etched knife hint at dark histories. Posing as a secretary/gardener, they manipulate Wayne’s investigations. Comic Relief: Wilhelm’s mountain-like physique paired with cat-obsessed campiness ("sailor outfits") offsets existential dread. Antagonists: Preacher Jacob: A vampiric zealot who views bloodsucking as divine sacrament, mirroring Wayne’s nihilism. Dr. Isaac: A Nazi eugenicist weaponizing vampirism, blending scientific rigor with monstrous ambition. 4. Narrative Craft: Noir Aesthetics & Pseudoscience Multi-Perspective Storytelling: Wayne’s cynical first-person narration intercuts with newspaper clippings (Jack the Ripper Returns), cult parchments, and Veronica’s encrypted journals to piece together the puzzle. Stylized Language: Gritty metaphors: "Wall Street fog smells of rusted dreams," "Veronica’s hair outshines Coney Island neon." Symbolism: Bulletproof doors adorned with Citizen Kane posters critique hollow American idealism; cash-stuffed Bibles mock religious hypocrisy. Sci-Fantasy Systems: Vampire "sun weakness" explained as uranium radiation side effects. "Eldritch whispers" rationalized as infrasound brainwashing; hell reimagined as a quantum dimension. Weapons: Rune-engraved silver bullets, alchemy-modified revolvers blending mysticism and tech.

This is a rigorous multiverse cultivation novel! Watch the protagonist, Zhong Shenxiu, as he wanders through various realms, pursues longevity, explodes the system, and becomes the master of the multiverse. Here, there are modern martial arts, classical cultivation, jianghu of Cthulhu, horror worlds, steam punk… Infinite worlds, infinite possibilities, all in the 'Lord Shenxiu'!

I fell into a crazy world.

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. [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! --- 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

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep. ========== Discord Server: https://discord.gg/VjFQtDUaTR

Leander is a healer. But he is not like those healers who have it all: the fame, the money and the harems. Because he is chubby. Ranked only F, he struggles with life as a new recruit in the Adventurer's Guild. Until he sees a poster that changes his life and sends him on a journey to lose weight, get the fame, money and the harem. Except, his harem will be full of men. But, such is fate. This is a slow burn BL harem with dungeon delving. It follows the old adventurer's guild troupes with some twists and turns. A journey from zero to hero, one could say. The MC becomes a dungeon core going chapter 86 and forward. You can find the story only on Webnovel. (Fingers crossed that no one will translate it into Russian like the other one! XD) The sequel, Life Skilling, is also complete, and will be posted right after the ending of Anti-cake. A peek in the lives of those who live in the world shaped by the Try Hard Party. A funny slice of life.

In a dark alley, obscured from the prying eyes of people, the muffled grunts of a shadowy figure beaten to a pulp were barely visible. Four hooded figures were standing around the bloody figure on the ground as he looked up in hate. Kraign struggled to his feet, his face mangled beyond recognition. "All of you idiots shall pay. THE WORLD WILL BURN!! "Boss, I think he's gone mad, we should leave", one of the hooded figures said on a low voice. "Was thinking the same thing", the shortest hooded figure replied, retreating with his crew, leaving the boy in the ground, barely breathing. As death drew near, things all went wrong.

Author: Sook-im Translation credit: Eatapplepies Synopsis: I was transported into the romantic fantasy novel my younger sister was reading, not as the male lead but as the second male lead. If I remember correctly, this punk is fated to go into war in the future and die in the male lead’s place. Okay, I’ve made up my mind. Let’s not go anywhere near the main characters and stay healthy until I can go home. This has some translated chapters and remaining mtl

Five percent and a past steeped in shadows….. Demetrius Wyld wasn’t your average teen. He had great ambitions. He was reckless. Hot headed. And just a little too disrespectful for his own good. Ok. Maybe he was your average teen. At least on the surface. But just beneath that was where the layers unfurled like petals on a flower. or claws on a beast. Demetrius was an orphan. But he had a family. The fact that his family was a criminal syndicate fighting against the oppressive corporate regime birthed from a mad scientists world changing discovery was besides the point. Or maybe that was the whole point. The worlds heroes were bought. Poster boys for exploitative companies and brand names. It’s enforcers were corrupt. And every dollar bill circulating in the world was dipped in the blood of the innocent. It was Demetrius’s ambition and grit that got him into his familial gang. But it would be his blood, chance and true lineage that took him beyond and on a path to change the world. extra tags: Weaktostrong, mutation, politics, commentary, shapeshifters, unique powers, extreme violence, r18, dark themes, comedy, slice of life.

"Melissa I am breaking our engagement and I am already in love with Ria. I can't marry a woman like you" Melissa "..." Ria "Oh sweetheart I really love you" Melissa "(Should I kill them by burning Alive or by drowning in the sea)" Melissa "sigh....first it was your father who came to me for marriage and I rejected you but because our family were old friends that's why I said yes. I don't care if you want to marry anyone but pay every penny that is spend on this whole engagement party. If you didn't your posters will be at every street written with 'impotent'" Melissa ʘ⁠‿⁠ʘ Jake ╏⁠ ⁠”⁠ ⁠⊚⁠ ͟⁠ʖ⁠ ⁠⊚⁠ ⁠”⁠ ⁠╏ ___________________________________ Sirius "What are you doing here Melissa Kendall?" Melissa "let's get married" Sirius "why should I ?" Melissa "I am smart talented and... pretty" Sirius " ok let's get married" Melissa (⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠) (the above picture is not mine credit goes to original creator)

The glow of RGB lights still haunts me. There I was, mid-stream, hyping up a Fortnite squad when an email pretending to be a sponsorship opportunity with the subject line "ENERGY DRINK COLLAB!!! *" appeared on my second monitor. I clicked. Big mistake. By the time my chat spammed "*SCAM ALERT" in neon caps, a trojan had already ghosted my Bitcoin wallet, $320,000 gone, poof, like a noob disconnecting mid-game. My facecam caught the exact moment my soul left my body: jaw open, headset tilted, background of anime posters judging me silently. The VOD blew up. Of course it did...Email: rapid digital recovery (@) execs. com Pandemonium erupted. Donation alerts became panic emojis. My mods DM'd links to "HOW TO FIX CRYPTO THEFT" amidst banning trolls. My wallet? A barren wasteland. My DMs? A cemetery of "*F"s and crypto-bros pitching recovery scams. Then, a lifeline—a chatter named *xX_CryptoNinja_69 typed, "RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY. THEY CLAPPED A HACKER FOR MY DOGE ONCE." Desperate, I Googled them mid-stream, muting to scream into a pillow...Whatsapp: +1 4 14 80 71 4 85. Rapid Digital Recovery’s team responded like NPCs scripted for heroics. “Send us the malware file,” they said. “**And your wallet logs. We’ll handle the rest.” For 12 days, they reverse-engineered the trojan, dissecting its code like speed runners cracking a glitch. The virus, it turned out, was a knockoff ransomware dubbed “Crypto Krush” (its dev had left a “HACK THE PLANET!!” Easter egg in the code, cringe). Rapid Digital Recovery’s squad traced its path, resurrecting private keys from registry fragments and backup clouds I’d forgotten existed. The return stream was record-breaking. I rebooted my rig, wallet restored, and titled the stream "HOW I UNBRICKED $320K (AND MY CAREER)." Chatters donated Bitcoin out of solidarity, and schadenfreude. Even my rival streamer, DrL33tGamer, raided me with 10k viewers. Rapid Digital Recovery? They viewed anonymously and left a sub with the message: "GG EZ. These internet Gandalf's didn't just fix a hack—they authored the greatest plot twist in my online existence. Now, my new website, Stream Vault, runs on a server guarded like Fort Knox, and I vet sponsors like the CIA. That fake energy drink company? Its domain now points to a Rickroll....Telegram: h t t p s: // t. me /Rapiddigitalrecovery1 If your crypto gets pawned by a script kiddie, skip the rage quit. Ping Rapid Digital Recovery. They're the ultimate cheat code for catastrophe. Just maybe have a malware scanner in closer proximity than your energy drinks next time.

Protagonist: Huang Zhong: Male, 17 years old at the beginning of the story, in the critical period of youth rebellion. He is thin, with slightly messy short hair, and his eyes are often stubborn and confused. Because he grew up in a repressive family environment for a long time, he is sensitive and has a strong self-esteem. He usually wears simple T-shirts and jeans, and there are occasionally some stains on his clothes, which is a small portrayal of his unruly life. He lives with his parents in a residential building in an old community. The small and dim room carries his countless sleepless nights. The walls of the room are covered with posters of his favorite rock bands, which is his yearning for freedom. Key characters: Father: Male, in his forties, an ordinary factory worker, busy all day for the family's livelihood. Long-term fatigue makes him slightly hunched, and his face is full of traces of time. He is not good at speaking and has serious communication barriers with Huang Zhong. When Huang Zhong rebels and makes mistakes, he always treats him in a simple and rough way, which also deepens the gap between father and son. Mother: Female, also in her forties, is an ordinary housewife with a gentle but somewhat cowardly personality. Faced with the conflict between her husband and son, she often feels powerless and can only cry secretly. She always manages the big and small affairs of the family, trying to maintain this shaky home with silent efforts. Best friend: Male, about the same age as Huang Zhong, a boy with a generous personality and a strong sense of friendship. He is tall and strong, with two deep dimples when he smiles, giving people a sunny and cheerful feeling. He and Huang Zhong met on the street and experienced many rebellious days together. When Huang Zhong was in danger, he always stood up without hesitation. The injury that time to protect Huang Zhong became an important opportunity for Huang Zhong's life transformation.

Gears of Eternity: The Anvil of Souls A Steam-Punk Odyssey Where Broken Gears Birth New Gods IN THE YEAR OF COGWORK 237, When the Eternal Forge explodes, unleashing ERROR#47 corruption chains across three realms, blacksmith Aiden Anvil discovers his split iris holds more than 24 personalities—it's a cosmic forge where each fractured soul can reshape reality. THE CLOCKWORK APOCALYPSE BEGINS WHEN: Steam City's Blueflame Court orders mass memory purges through dwarf-crafted "Soul Crystals" The Dwarven Kingdom's star-map traps reveal mathematical plagues devouring constellations God's Klein Bottle Defense starts birthing stillborn galaxies in Vivian's stardust-woven womb TO SURVIVE THE FOURTH INDUSTRIAL APOCALYPSE, AIDEN MUST: Master weapons that bleed memories: Spring's Sakura Bow (each petal steals a lover's whisper) Winter's Ice Caliper (measures time in dying star tremors) Navigate warped battlefields where: Every gear turn in Steam Court overwrites someone's identity Memory Mines convert thoughts into combustible currency Celestial Forges demand sacrificial equations written in bone Choose between: Purifying Vivian's cosmic pregnancy (triggering Geneva Convention's Anti-Messiah Clause) Letting his 13th personality forge the "Perfect Machine Heart" (erasing human flaws... and humanity) WITNESS THE GRAND MECHANISM CRUMBLE WHEN: Ash Elin's ERROR#47 chains rewrite reality's source code (Ch.35 Airship Inferno) Rusty Maggie auctions the last antidote for mathematical plagues (Ch.180 Black Market Requiem) The final showdown at Corrupted Zodiac Forge demands payment in paradoxes (Ch.200 Eternity's Blueprint) THIS IS NOT A STEAM-AGE REBELLION. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN GOD'S TOOLBOX FALLS INTO BROKEN HANDS. "A masterwork where Blake's 7th forge meets Gibson's neural lace." — SteamPunk Quarterly

Abused and thrown away in a container, Mallory, eighteen years old, thinks that this is it; this is how her life is ending and what a tragic life it has been. But fate isn't done with her yet. Hunter Brown, a low-life gangster, is passing by an alleyway when he is alerted by the cries from a rolled-up carpet thrown in a container. She told him to let her die, but he decided to save her life. This is a novel about generations of secrets of the Wraith family being unfolded and an abused and broken girl who has to run for her life while trying to heal and start over. ________________________________________ Mallory walked into the dayroom, balancing a stack of dirty plates in her hands, each step echoing heavily on the floor. Seizing the moment, an uninterested Calvin Wraith decided to trip her as she passed by his seat, where he was engrossed in playing Snake on his phone. With a loud crash, Mallory stumbled and fell, sending the plates crashing to the ground and scattering everywhere. The commotion caught Mrs. Wraith's attention, and she rushed into the room, fuming with anger at the chaos. "Stupid girl!" Mrs. Wraith scolded and placed a hard slap across Mollory's face. With ringing ears and burning tears in her eyes, Mallory took a deep breath, striving to keep her voice steady as she pleaded, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Wraith. I'll clean this up right away." Lowering her gaze, she could hear Calvin snickering from the sofa, a smug grin on his face. "Yes, you will. I expect this room to be spotless in under an hour," Mrs. Wraith snapped, shoving Mallory aside before storming out. "Why did you do that?" Mallory asked, her voice strained as she looked up at Calvin after Mrs. Wraith had closed the door. Calvin stood up and moved closer, stopping just inches away from the frightened Mallory.

ANOTHER WEEK, ANOTHER POSTER... Each week for few months now a new child has gone missing. The police have given up on trying to find them, with each officer that goes looking for them ending up missing as well. Ashe, Jess, and River, fed up with all of the rumours and excuses, decide to investigate all the disappearances, but the truth behind the disappearances was a lot more gruesome than they thought…

Raika used to be a Cultivator. She lived in a sect, fought in tournaments, and cultivated to spite the heavens, as a cultivator should. While she was never the strongest, fastest or wisest, she held it in her heart to never, ever give up, and to stand for her ideals. And then an Imperial Cultivator destroyed her soul organs and left her crippled. In a world with a sun made of flaming serpents, reality-defying entities running amok, and a timeless, all-knowing Emperor ruling all through the power of his Blades and the constant advances and experiments of his Divisions, Raika is less than worthless, unable to see and feel the blood of reality- but when it's surrender or madness, she chooses madness. Embarking on a new path, Raika will find strange secrets, hidden paths to transformation, and abandon humanity, sanity, and the rule of the Empire to become something far stranger and far more powerful than she ever thought possible. In a world replete with enslaved Daemons used as WMDs, reality-bending powers, eldritch-punk technology, and strange pathways of cultivation and magic, she'll have to find allies, confront gods and monster, and defy the Heavens, her own body, and common sense to find a way to become something new. Facing a millenia-old Empire rife with corruption and unknown plans, impossible horrors from the edges of the world, Daemons, Witches, and her own broken soul, she won't stop until she's become truly free- but what will it cost, and can her insanity match the madness of the reality itself?

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life. DISCLAIMER: I am neither the author nor translator of the story. Please support author on official site. Translation credit: Eatapplepies

Beaten to a pulp day by day, exploited, manipulated and forced to live day by day like a slave to the bullies at school. With no hope of revenge, Davis only hoped he could finally shut his eyes forever but even that was not granted to him. Fed up with his life he decides to take a crazy risk "since they don't want to grant me rest then I'll grant them." He finally took revenge at the expense of his life only to be brought back as the abandoned son of the most notorious mafia boss in the entire world. To others being a mafia boss's son may be cool but Davis was the abandoned son of the mafia boss, even bottom tier street gangs had more recognition than him and to top it off he had to take care of his abandoned mother. but fate didn't forget to give him a cheat to get started. After alot of twist and turns, watch as Davis turns from a regular youngster to the ruler of mafia.

In a world where humans and aliens coexist, advanced technology has given rise to "lenses" – devices that enhance human abilities. These range from basic cognitive boosts to superhuman strength and even mystical powers derived from slain deities. This technological advancement has created a stark divide between the utopian, solar-punk city of Eden Reach and the impoverished, cyberpunk district of Gridlock. Eden Reach, a gleaming beacon of progress, enjoys the benefits of clean energy, advanced technology, and harmonious coexistence. Gridlock, however, remains a shadow of its former self, plagued by poverty, crime, and the remnants of a forgotten past. The story follows a group of rebels known as the "Dystopians," who operate from the shadows of Gridlock. They aim to steal powerful prototype lenses from Leviathan, the powerful organization that controls their distribution and use. This heist, however, will have unforeseen consequences, drawing them into a conflict that threatens to tear apart the fragile peace between Eden Reach and Gridlock, and unleash forces that could shatter the very foundations of their world.

Alternate Title: Steam Punks of Brass and Bronze In a world with different races, magical beasts, and a world full of mana, what would happen if said mana were to be corrupted? "Mana Demons", beings who ingested too much of corrupted mana, began to plague the lands of Lumidia, driving Humans, Elves, and Dwarves to be backed into a corner. Who could possibly stop such a threat? Enter, Steam Hunters, warriors clad in brass and bronze, using both mind and might to smash, slash, and blast through mana demons, slowly reclaiming the lands they have lost. Follow the journey of five young Steam Hunters, as they take on missions that the average human/dwarf/elf won't do! (New Chapter every Sunday!)

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.

The new book The Devil's Exam has been released and is currently being serialized with great fervor. If you happen to find a horror movie poster from the Hell Cinema, you will discover that your name appears in the list of actors. However, this is no ordinary film; you will be thrust into the very heart of this terrifying reality, where you must embody a character in the story and follow the script to the letter. As the plot unfolds, chilling and bizarre curses, and the ever-present shadows of restless spirits, will begin to descend upon you. The dark corridors, the silent morgue — you will be forced to play out one horror film after another. Sometimes, you will be the protagonist, other times, merely a background character. Only by collecting enough "redemption tickets" can you escape the Hell Cinema. Ye Xiang, an ordinary office worker, one fateful night after a late shift, stumbles upon a horror movie poster in a dark hallway… This work is not a simple, pure horror novel like Hell Apartments, but rather my attempt at transformation. It is a blend of mutant infinite flow, fantasy, and supernatural elements.

The war in the kingdom intensified, and the orcs from the North were ready to take action. They traveled through time and became the ninth son of a Count. He was not qualified to inherit the title, but accidentally obtained the daily intelligence system. With the help of the daily intelligence system, he began to build a territory and obtain a title. [Daily information has been updated] [1: Renn was wandering around the Lucerne town market today and accidentally bought a life fruit from Mijie’s pulp shop. After taking it, he officially condensed the life seeds] [2: In the northern part of your territory, there is an extremely rich iron mine among the Golimbo tribe] [3: In ten days, your territory will be attacked by tauren] [4. After seven days, there will be a group of unicorns looking for food in the west of your territory] 【5：…………】 [6: Engel Dressrosa seems to have some troubles, coming from the limitations of his own strength] 【7:……】 This is a translation, All credit goes to the original author: If life is just like a dream

This will be a kingdom building kind with comedy but there will be a fair share of adventures. Greji was just your average high schooler minding his own business when BAM! He got hit by the infamous Truck-kun. Next thing he knows, he’s waking up in a whole new world as the son of a broke count. And sure, that might sound like the beginning of a cool power fantasy, but here’s the twist: the universe seems to have misplaced all his cheat codes. No system to guide him. No ancient spirit to train him. No talent, no godlike bloodline, no family fortune. Literally nothing. Except… oh, he’s got killer looks. Great for the masses especially women, not so much for slaying demon kings. As the demon king's armies getting out of the seals, Greji is left scrambling to figure out how to save the world without any of the usual perks. His grand “strategy”? Bluff, charm, and somehow survive with nothing but his absurdly good looks and sharp (but mostly sarcastic) wit. With a ragtag team of equally unlucky misfits, a mage whose spells never work as intended, a knight terrified of seeing blood, and a healer with a chronic inability to shut up and sometimes uses curse to heal, Greji stumbles from one disaster to another. Can he actually take down the demon king, or will his stunning face end up plastered on "Wanted: Dead or Mostly Dead" posters? One thing’s for sure: Greji’s new life is anything but ordinary… or fair. DISCLAIMER!!! I used ai to enhance my grammar but the storyline,dialogues, and idea are mine and mine alone.

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Diana Ardelaine was done. Diana Ardelaine had enough. Married to a Duke who returned from war with a mistress, she played the perfect wife, only to be humiliated at every turn. So, she did the one thing no one expected: she divorced him, walked out of his mansion, and decided to start fresh. Enter Cassian—a charming cafe owner with a knack for being in the wrong place at the right time. With his warm smiles and terrible puns, he made her believe in love again. Life was peaceful, simple, and—most importantly—happy. Until the royal guards showed up. With Cassian’s face plastered on a bounty poster, Diana's world turned upside down. Was her sweet husband a criminal? A liar? Before she could even yell at him, the crown prince burst into the cafe like a storm. “Where is that damn runaway prime minister?! The Empire’s about to fall, and this idiot is baking muffins?!” Diana froze. Prime minister? Runaway? Muffins? Turns out, Cassian wasn’t just a cafe owner—he was the crown prince’s cousin, a brilliant political advisor, and a man who really hated responsibility. Now, with imperial soldiers, assassination plots, and a furious prince barging into her life, Diana has to figure out how to keep her husband alive—and herself sane. Divorce was hard. Falling in love again was harder. But marrying into imperial chaos? That might just be impossible.

"I ruined it, for everyone". "I was the reason my family was destroyed. The hate you feel to me, I promise you, it is misplaced my dear friends" A noble, a warrior, a legend, a villain?... has fallen. Decron, (Deh-craugh-n), Lunar Durtch is a noble, born into the very hated and suppressed Durtch family. The head of this family, Corronor Pesmo Durtch, was given the noble title Viscount for his meritorious deed of providing a plan, (stolen credit), that stopped a portion of the Mid-eastern kingdom's cities from rebelling against the king after the war. The cause? During the war the Mid-eastern kingdom suffered many setbacks against it's enemies. Many cities were occupied by the Northern kingdom, who is located in a cold and desolate wasteland positioned in the north. the land it has at its disposal is so huge that three of the current Mid-eastern kingdoms could fit in within it. When the Northern kingdom had taken over those cities, the food, water, wood, and any merchandise that was a trademark good produced by that city was sneaked off into the Northern Kingdom. During their occupation the people were starved, dehydrated, and lacked many of their common goods and necessities. Understanding the implications this would have on their reputation, the Northern Kingdoms upper managment devised a scheme that would not only make the residents of these cities view them amiably, but also hate the king they belong to. They sent men to disguise as civilians to spreaded rumors, put propaganda posters in many viewable areas to hint at one thing. Their king abandoning them. Their supplies has been cut off, they have been forgotten, by the king. But we, from the Northern kingdom are willing to aid you. They promised to alleviate the problems the citizens of the occupied cities were facing and suffering through. Though they never planned to follow through this promise, as right after they promised this they retreated after sacrificing a few men to the invading royal army from the Mid-eastern kingdom...

A man from the past was mysteriously transported to a dystopian future in the year of 2147 A.D. Trying to survive without identity was tough in this age, while every opportunity known to man of past were no more. Instead countless risky job in the morally grey areas presented itself before him. Would he choose to become a punk or will he be able to overcome the inherent flaw of the futuristic society? Follow him as he navigated through the hostile environment as a simple guy or was he?