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In the vast river of time, all names are destined to be forgotten—except one. Shao Xian, once the Sovereign of Dao, stood above all existence, mastering the fundamental laws that shaped reality itself. Yet, betrayal came not from enemies, but from those closest to him—Ancient Deities, Celestial Emperors, and Primordial Entities conspired to bring his downfall. Surrounded and outnumbered, Shao Xian fell, his name erased from history. But fate is a cruel joke. Reborn in the body of a weak, nameless youth in a world bound by lesser laws, Shao Xian awakens with all his memories intact. This world may see him as nothing—but he is still the one who once ruled the heavens. This time, he will not repeat the mistakes of the past. There will be no mercy, no attachments—only absolute dominance.

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

[Propose to Liliana Draven and get rejected.] [Success: Gain the All Affinity Crystal and God-Level Talent.] [Failure: Lose the system and receive… a handkerchief to wipe your tears] Veer braced himself for rejection, but to his shock, she actually said yes! [Ding! Task failed] [But a hidden mission has been completed. System upgrading...] [Would you like to merge with the Wife Doting System?] _______________________ Labeled as a joke for his “useless” Dragon Master Aspect, Veer never expected dragons to take him seriously—or for the School Belle to form a contract with him. And what? she’s an Ice Dragon? And her sister, the Dark Dragon, wants to be tamed too? Veer’s life just turned into pure chaos, and it’s only getting crazier! ...... 5 extra chapters for every castle 8 extra chapters for every spacecraft 12 extra chapters for every Golden Gachapon That's all for now. Discord https://discord.com/invite/auje95R4k7 Happy reading.

On an ordinary day, Lucius stumbled upon a strange, run-down shop. At first, he assumed it was abandoned—until he stepped inside. [You have entered the Universal Alchemy Store.] [Congratulations! You are now the store’s owner.] [Please craft your first potion.] Lucius blinked. 'What kind of joke is this?' But as if guided by an unseen force, he followed the instructions. Minutes later, his first creation was complete. [Love Potion: The drinker will fall in love with the first person they lay eyes on.] Lucius swallowed hard. 'Wait… does this actually work?' Before he could process it, the shop’s door swung open. Standing in the entrance was no ordinary customer—she was an elf. Long, pointed ears, mesmerizing green eyes, and a body sculpted by the gods. A visitor from another world. A dangerous thought crept into his mind. 'Should I test it on her?' ----------------- Disclaimer: This book has mature content. Discord link: https://discord.gg/Z9pY9tE9e8 For Spicy Pictures, join my Patreon: https://tinyurl.com/NaughtyJ

As a joke, Fall chose to create a girl character in an old open world game with the class of Card Master, But that joke soon turned into a large reality. Fall now as his female avatar Fell is transported to the game world similar to that of the game but it has completely different rules and events. What is more concerning was that he was a girl, a Loli with a relatively small hitbox, watch him or should I say her as she survives her new reality and make friends along the way of her long journey and she will find out the lore she created for her character came true.

I'm gonna say this now this book is mainly a comedy fantasy series so it's more like a mix of konosuba and boondocks. there will be harsh language and corny jokes you have been warned. The story will be following a group of adventurers on there day to day adventure and mission. in the group we have a hot vampire that loves to act like she's rich and spends off the groups money. a tomboy werewolf girl who loves eating to much food and some random op human ( he's black) that as to keep the group feed and a roof over there heads. that's the basic run down hope you enjoy.

[WSA-2025-ENTRY] "Why? Just why?" "Why did I became this guy?" That was the first thing I said when I see myself on the mirrors reflection. Lucien Drelmont. A bottom-tier instructor at Noctis Ardentis Academy. A joke of a character. A corrupt, talentless noble despised by both students and faculty. He was one of the early game villain, that was destined to die, a stepping stone for the protagonist, a scapegoat for the Academy, no matter what way the game is played his death was destined. And now I need to survive as him, in this hellish academy. _____________________ [No Harem] [No Romance] [No NTR&Yuri] 2-4 chapter per day

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I was a stand-up comedian. The flop kind. The type who only got laughs when someone else was roasting him. One night, I was doing a gig at a shady, run-down bar—the kind where tattooed bikers drink motor oil for breakfast. I went in with my usual dark humor, but my jokes were getting the same reaction as my dating profile: complete silence. That didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was already starving to death. So I did what any committed comedian would—I went darker. Turns out, one of my jokes (or all of them?) triggered a guy so hard that he pulled a trigger. Headshot. Instant death. But hey, look at this: A guy got triggered, so he pulled the trigger. That’s wordplay. But who cares? I’m dead anyway. All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing, and maybe a few girls swooning over my wit. I never cared about money. The millions I’d have made would have gone to charity—specifically, 0.001% of it. See? I’m generous like that. Anyway, death is death. My story should’ve ended there. But… if there is an afterlife, I had a simple wish: become a successful comedian, find a loving wife, and have just enough money to afford three meals a day… and maybe a humble little private yacht. Or a jet. But that’s it. Because, like I said, I don’t care about money. Unfortunately, wishes don’t work that way. Because, well—there was an afterlife. And it was absolutely not what I wished for. ——— ——— ——— Gib Money - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

Ian Night’s life was a joke—until it wasn’t. Betrayed, discarded, and left with nothing, he welcomed death when it came. But fate had other plans. Reborn in chains, Ian awakens as a slave in a world where power is dictated by bloodlines and magic. While others wield fire and lightning, he is given dominion over something far more absolute: Death. With every slain foe, every stolen soul, and every corpse bound to his will, Ian will carve his way from servitude to supremacy. He will rise from the dirt. He will shatter his chains. And those who once cast him aside will learn what it means to fear the dead. [Ability Unlocked: Soulbind – Bind the fallen to your will.] [Absorb strength of fallen soul?] [New Trait Acquired: Gravewalker – The dead whisper, and you listen.] Kingdoms will tremble. The weak will kneel. And Ian Night will never be a failure again. Or, like most in this cursed world, he’ll die trying.

"I think am in love with Ishtar's husband," Nadia Browne said suddenly, and it sounded like a joke to her best friend Sonia.

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn't the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else's story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I'll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.

A kidnapping shattered Sophia Diaz's innocence; the wealthy heiress who once dreamed of becoming a pastry chef never imagined she would fall into the hands of a demon who would change her world forever. Capone, who grew up amidst life-and-death shootouts, considered love a luxury and a joke. She was a toy for his amusement and a tool for his revenge, yet she unleashed a storm of bloodshed throughout his Mafia empire. With a simple deal, she finally won her freedom, believing their paths would never cross again. But he reappeared like a ghost, crashing her wedding, tearing her dress to shreds and destroying everything. Separated by gratitude, resentment and deep-seated enmity, he watched her disappear into the vast sea with his own eyes...

Chung Myung, the legendary 13th Disciple of the Mount Hua Sect and one of the 3 Great Swordsmen, is renowned for his triumph over the fearsome Chun Ma, the one who spread chaos and destruction across the world. After a brutal battle, Chung Myung takes his final breath atop the Heavenly Demon Sect’s mountain, his legacy sealed in history. But fate has other plans. A century later, Chung Myung is reborn in the body of a child, his spirit unbroken and his sword still sharp. However, his return is met with an unimaginable shock—The Mount Hua Sect has fallen?! What kind of twisted joke is this? The once proud sect, reduced to nothingness, and with his memory of the past slipping through his fingers, Chung Myung embarks on a journey to reclaim the glory of the Mount Hua Sect and prove that a true sword saint can never be defeated—not even by time itself.

A Hero or Villain? Let Fate Decide. Embark on the treacherous journey of Ye Feng, a manipulative, narcissistic, and cunning protagonist whose only goal is to see his desires fulfilled, regardless of the cost. From humble beginnings, he sets out to carve a path to power, relentlessly eliminating anyone who dares to stand in his way. Driven by ambition, Ye Feng's ruthless pursuit of the top pushes him to question whether he is a hero striving for greatness or a villain consumed by darkness. As he rises, the line between right and wrong blurs, and only fate will determine the legacy he leaves behind. _______________ Warning: Strong violence and mature content. -->Some scenes may not be liked by all people so just take those as air and move to main story. -->Love is just a waste of time so, no time wasted on those things to develop deep relationship with every female character. -->Our protagonist is an evil so don't consider it as a joke tag. Warning: This work is purely fiction, and it does not promote any kind of violence against any living being. Please read with caution. _______ Support and enjoy the Journey................................

Steven, a third-year college student and a longtime "stagnant water" player of [Conquering Dungeons While My Girlfriend Spends Time with Her Steamy Boss~], never expected to wake up as the game’s most pitiful protagonist. Trapped in a modern fantasy world designed to make him suffer, he quickly realizes that if he follows the original story, he's doomed to be nothing more than a joke. But Steven isn’t the original MC. Armed with his knowledge of the game’s mechanics, hidden events, and every pitfall that led to the protagonist’s downfall, he plans to rewrite his fate. No longer a pushover, he will manipulate the plot, outgrow his scripted suffering, and indulge in the life the original MC never got to experience. In this world, strength means everything. And this time, Steven refuses to lose.

Not being a hero isn't the issue. The only problem I'm facing right now is surviving in this world!

She stared at him. "Are you dumb?" [Dumb: temporarily unable or unwilling to speak] Kai shook his head. "No, I can speak, I'm just not very good at it." he smiled sheepishly. "Tend to embarrass myself a lot." Stupid? Ignorant? Attracting unwanted attention? Kai Waltz waltzed into a foreign life his superiors labeled "Case Deadpan". Prove you aren't a joke or die trying. All Kai has going are his good looks which, let's face it, cause more trouble than not.

Waking up in a new world, the protagonist realizes he's landed in a genuine magical fantasy realm full of wonders—and deadly dangers. Just yesterday, he was an ordinary university graduate celebrating the end of his studies at a lively party. But today, he's a newcomer in a mysterious world ruled by three powerful academies, each led by a great mage. Things take an even stranger turn when he acquires a unique Trolling System! Its mission? Drive these mages to madness! However, there’s one significant problem—it’s not just a joke. The great mages are powerful, dangerous, and won't tolerate being mocked. If the hero isn't careful, he'll become ashes faster than he can say, "It’s just a prank!" Can he survive, balancing the leveling of his strength, jokes on the edge of life and death, and dangerous enemies who fail to appreciate his sense of humor? Or will he become the first person ever to drive the great mages to rage—and live to tell the tale?

—WSA 2025 ENTRY—- In a world where humans become Players and must enter Level Zones—dangerous realms where power is earned through survival—to level up, humanity stands on the edge of chaos. The strong rise through the ranks, claiming powerful abilities and shaping the future. The weak? They become forgotten names in the ever-growing list of casualties. When Han Taejin is chosen as a Player, his assigned class is a joke—a Newbie. The weakest of all, a rank so low it shouldn’t even exist. Ridiculed, underestimated, and forced into deadly Level Zones, Taejin is expected to fail. But what if the Newbie Class isn’t weak? What if it holds the key to limitless growth, unrestricted power, and abilities that defy the system itself? As Taejin steps into his first high-risk Level Zone, everything changes. His so-called weakness turns into something monstrous—something even the strongest fear. As governments, factions, and mysterious beings take notice, one question spreads across the world: “Isn’t he just a Newbie?” But by the time they realize the truth… it might already be too late.

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

Pure instinct to aid the weak. A noble impulse, right? My 'sin,' or perhaps my supreme stupidity, was trying to save a woman and her daughter from a brutal death. In the heat of the skirmish, a moment of carelessness cost me a gunshot. And then, the ironic confirmation of an old suspicion: the God of this world finds amusement in fallen heroes. Just as the darkness was claiming me, a strange phenomenon tore me from its jaws... only to throw me into the body of a noble baby, a child born with privileges, yes, but also with a curse. Lucien Whiteheart, his parents' fifth attempt at having an heir, was a doomed body. A grotesque curse denied them descendants, and now, I, a trapped soul, faced a premature death at the hands of enemies I never provoked. A blessing or a cruel joke of fate? I’ll find out, if I survive.

‘I must entertain the masses.’ This was Jester’s lifelong goal. After leading 12 different lives as a Hero, King, Sage, Jester, and more, all he wanted was to mock the king and his court. Unfortunately for him, his majesty didn’t appreciate his vicious jokes. Jester died, trying to flee for his life. But death wasn’t the end for him. For his 13th and last life, he triggered the Archetype System and reincarnated in a world of magic and perils. [This is your last life. Don’t waste it!] [Welcome to the world of Archetypes!] Soon, players from Earth would flood into his new world. But even players won't escape from his clutches! Even people from the Earth will be tamed!

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.

Year 2177. Empyrean, the greatest VRMMO ever created, had long since changed the gaming world. One hundred floors stretched towards infinity, each a separate world teeming with nations, tribes, and countless races. Millions of players made this their second home, a realm where the sun rose and set, where seasons danced their eternal cycle, where life flowed like an endless river. The goal was simple yet impossible - find the key on each floor and ascend to the hundredth level. New players were meant to start their journey on one of the first three floors. But Kane Reed's fate was different. He stood alone on his floor, not yet comprehending the cruel joke destiny had played on him. It was only when he accepted the most basic of newbie quests - the eternal tradition of rat slaying - that he understood. [Current floors: 100]

When one is summoned to another world, it's usually because that fortune smiles upon the chosen one. Much like those shows visualized before their dreamy audience, the summoned heroes are blessed with gifted stats and traits, renown and respect, and eventually, a harem of many a fair maidens. So why am I here? Why am I isekaied if I don't even have OP stats? Why don't I know of the purpose that summoned here, or the trademark 'demon king' that I need to slay? Why am I here?! What's the point?! Why summon an idiotic loser?! What can I give?! Is this a joke?! Some twisted amusement for the fates to enjoy?! JUST LET ME GO BACK! I suppose... I have to figure all that out, don't I?

*"Trapped in a place where hope is nothing more than a cruel joke, I have learned one thing—pain is the only constant. Every scream, every drop of blood, every shadow that moves in the dark reminds me that escape is impossible. But then I met her. In this abyss of suffering, she became my only light. Weak, broken, yet still fighting—just like me. Together, we dream of freedom, even when the world crushes us beneath its weight. This is not a story of heroes. This is not a story of mercy. This is a story of survival, of blood-soaked nights, and of a hope so fragile that it might shatter at any moment. Will we make it out? Or will we become just another forgotten whisper in the dark?"*

Do deities play practical jokes on mortals? My new life in a new world is gratifying, so far, but I can't help but wonder why. There are no men and these women are ridiculous. One all-female race after another, in this part of the world, at least. Amazons, Elves, and Fairies; each with strange quirks and bizarre personalities. I keep collecting more of them as I try to carve out a place for myself in this world. Author's Notes: I intend this to be a lighthearted comedy, as well as a fun and intriguing power fantasy. I won't write anything disturbing, and I will make it as funny as I can.

Draven Craftlock was a serial killer who lived for the thrill of the hunt—until a freak accident and a bolt of divine lightning sent him straight to his death. But instead of eternal damnation, he wakes up in a bizarre new reality… as a single drop of blood. Turns out, God has a twisted sense of humor. Stripped of his physical form and bound by three divine rules that prevent him from mindlessly slaughtering his way to the top, Draven now has to find a way to survive in a world of magic, monsters, and gods who see him as nothing more than a mistake to be erased. But he’s not alone—Emma, an eldritch, reality-bending clown, has been assigned to “watch over him” (read: mock him relentlessly). With his instincts still sharp, his bloodthirsty nature barely contained, and his new reality stacked against him, Draven is ready to play the game. If he can’t kill outright, he’ll just have to get creative. After all, rules were made to be broken… right?

Guys here is my pitch..... In the sprawling world of fantasy, we’ve often been treated to tales of heroes reincarnated with divine blessings, legendary powers, or cheat-like abilities, thrust into magical lands as shining saviors—or chaotic terrors. But what happens when the very concept of reincarnation becomes a curse? When the divine boon is a big fat joke, and the "cheat system" doesn’t quite… cheat? Enter John, the unluckiest reincarnate. Blessed by a god and thrust into a fantasy world, he dreams of glory, power, and adventure—only to wake up as a normal, utterly powerless bird. Not a mythical phoenix, not an ancient thunder eagle. Just… a bird. To make matters worse, this world is no ordinary realm. It's a land scarred by the devastating legacies of past isekai’d heroes and villains, whose reckless exploits piled skeletons into mountains and turned their cheats into harbingers of chaos. Fed up with these unruly intruders, the ancients of the realm banded together to create a world-shaking seal: all reincarnated souls are trapped in the bodies of harmless animals, confined to isolated sanctuaries that function more like fantasy zoos. Here’s the twist: this isn’t mercy. It’s a resource grab. The powerful beast tamers of this realm have turned these reincarnated souls into exotic pets, prized for their cheat-like potential. John finds himself at the bottom of the food chain in every sense. His cheat doesn’t work. His human form is gone. And his world is filled with predatory cultivators who see him as either a snack or a tool. But John isn’t one to give up so easily. What starts as despair quickly turns into cunning survival. With wings and wit as his only tools, John must navigate layers of misfortune, dodge fate’s sharp talons, and cheat his way through a world determined to keep him grounded. Get ready to join John on a wildly unconventional journey—one where reincarnation isn’t a ticket to greatness, but a death sentence he’s determined to rewrite. His story is one of humor, wit, and persistence, as he explores a world where he is the joke and his survival is the punchline. Main tags: reincarnation/isekai, beast taming cultivation system, comedy, action, adventure. Of course No-harem!

*"In some worlds, death is the end. In others, it’s a mercy."* Some stories are meant to inspire. Others exist to remind you that life is one long, merciless joke. This was one of those. A world where heroes and villains are just two sides of the same bloodstained coin. Where fate doesn’t grant second chances—only crueler ways to suffer. Where the so-called protagonist isn’t some destined savior but a walking catastrophe waiting to happen. And me? Well, let’s just say I wasn’t supposed to be here. No cheats, no divine blessing—just a front-row seat to a reality where even the strongest are just well-dressed pawns on a board stacked against them. -------------------------- *"In some worlds, death is the end. In others, it’s just a fucking courtesy."* Hey, normies, don’t get your hopes up—this ain’t some top-tier literary masterpiece. Just your everyday, pent-up engineer reject vomiting his frustrations onto a page. Love it, hate it, meme it to hell—I don’t care. Commitment issues? Oh, absolutely. No promises this won’t rot unfinished in some forgotten corner of the internet. Anyway, welcome to a world where heroes are just villains with better PR, the MC is a glorified landmine, and even death clocks in as the better option. No chosen ones, no overpowered cheats—just one long, cosmic joke with zero punchline. Enjoy the ride. Or don’t. Not my problem.