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Having crossed into the Immortal Cultivation World and finding himself at the very bottom, struggling to survive, Xu Yang discovered he possessed a special golden finger. As long as he persisted in any single activity, he could gain the power to transform the decayed into the miraculous. Eating: Stabilize the Foundation and Cultivate Essence, strengthen the body, extend lifespan… Sleeping: Nourish and accumulate energy, be as vigorous as a dragon or a tiger, Eternal Youth… Breathing: Turtle breathing technique, a tide of vitality, Qi Moves Mountains and Rivers… Walking: Travel a thousand miles in a day, shrink the land beneath you, rival mountains in your speed… No matter if it was the common myriad activities or the Hundred Arts of Cultivation, as long as one was persistent, they could reach the pinnacle of refinement. With this, Xu Yang evolved from a humble fisherman into the strongest ever known, revered as the Ten Mile Sword God!

In a quiet world, Adam lived his life peacefully but it all changed when he woke up in an hospital bed with the ability..... Creation Of All Things Armed with this Overpowered ability, watch how Adam would uncover the truth of his world and beyond..

"Football isn't just a game"—it's life. For 16-year-old David Jones, football is more than a sport; it's an escape, a calling, and the only thing that makes sense in a world full of challenges. The electric thrill of scoring a last-minute winner, the roar of the crowd—it’s the closest thing to freedom he knows. But David's journey is far from simple. Blessed with extraordinary talent yet burdened by fiery anger, he’s fighting battles on and off the pitch. Growing up as the son of a Nigerian immigrant and a British mother, David navigates the pressures of cultural expectations, the weight of his own ambitions, and the scrutiny of a sport that demands perfection. Passion drives him forward, but his temper holds him back. Can he channel his emotions and prove himself worthy of being football's next big star? David Jones: The Next big thing is a gripping coming-of-age story about resilience, identity, and the unrelenting pursuit of dreams. Disclaimer: This work is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All trademarks, brand names, and other proprietary rights mentioned or depicted are the property of their respective owners and are used for illustrative purposes only. This work is not affiliated with or endorsed by any brand, company, or individual mentioned. All rights reserved to their respective owners.

The Auto biography of an attempted Austrian painter and his odd brother. 1892 - ????

As an average college student, Kal's biggest challenges were exams and finding a job after graduation. That is until the night she went missing. Months later, she's finally back home, but something's different.

What is the most powerful and influential thing in the world you ask ? It's a Cult, Obviously. Kael was an ordinary kid, but one night his parents were murdered brutally, yet... no complaint was filed instead his existence was erased from the world by an influential cult leader. Kael knew that power was everything and he decided to join the same cult in order to achieve power but when he entered inside the inner ring, he was betrayed by the cult leader. "You just know too much." Kael smiled as he accepted his death but instead of dying he was transferred to another world. [Void Convent has been created, You are the Cult Leader.] [Summoning Demons] [Opening the gate of Abyss] "A demon that can heal a human if you give him a chicken ?" An assassin maid with big boobs ? Let's take her into the cult using her son's sickness. Take over the noble family and use their influence to expand the cult. "I don't trust people, I use them." ALL HAIL THE CULT LEADER.

[Processing dead body... 45%... 56%... 99.9%... ding!] [Error.] [Reprocessing dead body... soul found... ding! 2%... 5%... 59%... 67%... 99%... ding! 99.9%] [Process incomplete.] The woman had red hair that glowed like embers. Her face was strikingly fair, but her entire body appeared faintly transparent like glass under sunlight. She blinked, disoriented, as her gaze settled on a hideous, robotic bird hovering nearby. Its sharp, angular body looked mismatched, with awkwardly stiff wings and an oversized beak that glowed menacingly. It was focused on her lifeless body on the ground, shooting thin, bright laser beams across her body. Hazel stared at the bird, her figure stiffening. "What in the world..." she whispered, her voice echoing faintly. If you're confused, let me explain. Just a few minutes ago, Hazel had been driving, enjoying the breeze through her open window. That's when she noticed a tiny puppy stranded in the middle of the road, trembling and helpless. Her instincts kicked in. Without thinking twice, she swerved, steering the car sharply to avoid hitting it. The puppy was safe. But Hazel wasn't. Her car had crashed, and she died instantly. Now, Hazel had become a ghost. Her body felt strange—light and weightless, yet she could feel every movement as if she were still alive. She floated, her hair billowing as though caught in an invisible current. Then came the noise. Ding! The sound was loud, sharp, and mechanical. Hazel flinched, looking around until her eyes landed on the robotic bird. It was still scanning her dead body with its obnoxious laser beams, beeping and whirring as if annoyed at its own failures. Hazel frowned, watching it from a distance, but after what felt like the tenth scan, her curiosity got the better of her. She floated closer, hovering near the hideous creature. It twitched, almost startled by her presence, before it froze completely. Ding! [Process complete] [Congratulations, soul number XOXO, for binding with the Baby-Raising System!] Hazel blinked, her ghostly hand clutching at her chest out of habit—forgetting she had no heartbeat anymore. "The what system?" [Newbie Packet detected! Festive Season Bonus activated for Host.] Ding! [Opening gift automatically… Bonus Daddy included in every world.] She froze, her hands dropping to her sides. Her mouth opened slightly in disbelief as the robotic bird chirped happily, almost smugly. "Wait... what? Bonus Daddy?!" Hazel's transparent figure seemed to flicker with frustration. Her chest rose and fell as if she was still breathing, though no air passed through her. The bird made another cheerful ding! sound, completely ignoring her shock. "What is this? Some kind of sick prank?" Hazel muttered, pacing in her ghostly form. She glanced at her lifeless body again, then back at the bird, her mind racing. She was dead. That much was obvious. But now she was... stuck in some baby-raising system? "What the heck is going on?" Hazel hissed, throwing her hands up.

this story is about a zombie outbreak and having to deal with the loss of friends and family, making new friends despite the situation and adapting to the new ways and finding love

A collection of short stories taken from the depths of my subconscious. Take a dive with me and experience the oddities of what lies beyond.

When in doubt, search for the past… where all secrets hide. He is a man known by many names. Born a Crown Prince, his birth name was known by all the kingdom and, after his death, it became known by the entire world as the tale of the Lost King — the beautiful and kind prince said to have disappeared into the Northern fog and to only return to his people in their time of most need. Such whispers spread like ashes through the kingdoms, ushered by the winds of the North, crossing seas to bring faith to unknown people. Living as the Slayer, his name became the whispers of those frightened, spoken in both prayer and consternation for fear that his arrival might not only not bring peace to the dead, nor keep the living from death. Dying as a God, his name became the word no one would dare to speak, for with his death, the evil slithered away, not killed or banished, but satisfied for long enough to leave the world to enjoy some semblance of peace, leaving his absence an emptiness the skies felt, but no one defied. Born Raiden Thorden. Lived Steel Kairo. Died Thor Odinson. The human boy fated to be a God. The most powerful God sacrificed in the most human of ways. The only remaining question is what name the Seid will give him, now. Faced with the end of all things, if his death is the sacrifice needed for the survival of the world he spent his entire existence protecting, isn’t it worth it? After all, his ending began centuries before… And when comes the thawing, after all the secrets have melted away, what remains shall be the truth. (Norse mythology and Viking inspired)

A story of woman, trying to live her destiny.

A mass of chaos. That's what he was. A thing. Or at least, that's what he used to be... "What will you name him, your highness?" She smiled down at her baby, "I'll name you Aridam.." He never really had a name before.. And if you think about it, excluding the doctor that helped delivering him, she was the first living being he ever saw.. Roaming in nothingness for millions of years as a thing.. That was the life he has ever known. But somehow, he got reincarnated in the body of a newborn baby.. I guess he's a royal child now.. In a world filled with magic and celestial beings. Chaos never wanted loneliness again.. So the first thought that came to his mind once he opened his eyes.. Conquering this world.

Work In progress (>‿◠)

A journey to understand the way of humans

Loosely based on the history of Song Dynasty, To Rule in a Turbulent World tells the story of You Miao—the dandy son of a merchant who climbed his way to the very top from rock bottom. We witness the history of a nation, from prosperity to decline, to a new order. Peace, war, internal strife; You Miao has lived through it all—but not without his loyal Quanrong s*ave-turned-husband, Li Zhifeng. Theirs is a story of undying devotion that combats racial boundaries in a time when the ethnic tribes of the north clashed with the Han empire. Together, they ruled the world! (Behind the scenes, of course.) The epic continues its song, and as tides rise and fall, the most beautiful moonlight of the great desert is yet to come… I do not own the rights to this novel, as I am only the translator. Sole rights belong to the authors and publishers Author(s) Fei Tian Ye Xiang Gu Xue Rou 非天夜翔 顾雪柔

The words that I'm about to say are not in English so please you can translate if you want " Nimic și nimeni nu ne stă în calea de ne-am urma visurile, și chiar și așa Viața ne lovește când te aștepți ce-l mai puțin " by Irine

Since I was a child, I always admired characters who moves within the shadows. They aren't the protagonist, nor the antagonist of the story. They can be considered a really important character who will barely appear on the whole series, but their presence itself are so mysterious and relevant to the overarching and jumbled arc of the characters.

Following the mysterious death of both of her parents, 14 year old Daisy Anne Serenity seeks out the answers behind this paranormal world with the help of a few friends, and maybe even enemies... ____________________________________________ Yes, I know there will be grammar mistakes and confusing sentences, but I'm new to writing so go easy on me please! Also, this may be constantly changing as I find out what words work better! Thank you!

How easy is it to ask someone you like on a date? Have you ever considered anything before asking someone out? This is a story about two people who fall in love and their lives with the people around them. * X x * x * x * x * x * x * x * x * x X* That's all there is. There's nothing much in this story. There is no solid plot, only cliché stuff for your daily dose of Yuri. A mix of sweet and spicy goodness. Welp, there you have it. You have been warned. Read at your own risk. Thanks for dropping by! Enjoy~ * X x * x * x * x * x * x * x * x * x X* This is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, businesses, places, events, or incidents are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

As a kid, we were told that ghosts do not exist. They are all made up by the adults to scare the naughty children who do not want to sleep early at night. However, little did these grownups know that what they deemed as natural occurrences are made by the so-called entities that lurk within the four corners of their homes. And I, who can see them don't care. As long as get to keep my normal life, because shamanism is not my thing.

Our poor protagonist is sent to the game he used to play, but as a villain that was destined to die. With a limited amount of lives, how does he survive in this world that wants to kill him, let alone the protagonist?