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SCP Foundation: The Sickly Girl Who Controls S-Class Witches

Traveling to a world where ghost stories and abnormal creatures are rampant, Serie not only becomes a beautiful, fragile, and sickly girl like a porcelain doll, but is also taken in by the salvation organization as an S-level abnormal creature and imprisoned in a steel fortress in the deep sea. But Serie didn't care, because she found that as long as she closed her eyes, those witches condensed by fear, desire and power would open their demon eyes on the other side of the world. They were walking taboos and also puppets dancing on Serie's fingertips. Each witch has a completely different form and ability. Complete tasks, light up the skill tree, and continuously upgrade and evolve. Beautiful and powerful S-class witches appeared one after another like mushrooms after rain—— "The Witch of Pleasure plunges New York into a lewd abyss?" "The Dread Devourer ate the Golden Gate Bridge clean?" "The Slaughter Witch rules the battlefield, weaving nightmares for her enemies with threads of blood?" "The ruling witch made the organization's top executives betray her and become her loyal servants?" Alarms on the radio sounded one after another, and the employees were talking about Serie's trumpet, some with fear, some with admiration, and some with vigilance, but they would never know that the culprit of all this was that useless and cute girl who was tied with chains and restraints and did nothing every day except act coquettishly and wait for food. Serie said nothing, just buried her face in the pillow and continued to play the simulation game: "Let's open a new account... I want to try a different evolution path this time."
Solyura34 · 137.4k Views
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Hunger Games: The Unseen Tribute

After dying of cancer in our world, a 34-year-old man wakes up in the body of 17-year-old Nolan James in the coal-dusted slums of District 12. He isn't just a survivor; he’s a "transmigrant" who knows the horrific future of Panem and the details of the 74th Hunger Games. Armed with a set of "game-breaking" supernatural abilities, Nolan must navigate the Reaping, the training in the Capitol, and the bloodbath of the Arena. His goal isn't just to survive—it's to use his powers to protect Katniss and Peeta, sabotage the Gamemakers from the inside, and turn the televised slaughter into the first spark of a real revolution. The Transmigrant’s Arsenal: The Powers 1. Blind Spot (The Ghost Sense) What it does: He instinctively "knows" exactly where people or cameras aren't looking. This makes him a master of stealth, allowing him to move through the Arena or the Capitol completely unseen, slipping through the literal blind spots of surveillance. 2. Enhanced Healing (The Survivor’s Grit) What it does: His body repairs itself at a supernatural rate. While not instant, it allows him to walk off injuries that would kill any other tribute—broken bones knit in hours, and deep gashes close overnight—as long as he has enough food to fuel the recovery. 3. Poison/Toxin Immunity (The Mithridates Effect) What it does: His blood neutralizes any chemical threat. Whether it’s the lethal fog of the Quarter Quell, tracker jacker venom, or a poisoned berry, Nolan is completely immune. He can walk through biological traps that the Gamemakers design to be "instant death." 4. Storage Space (The Infinite Inventory) What it does: By touching an object, he can "store" it in a private pocket dimension and pull it out later. This allows him to smuggle weapons, infinite food, and medical supplies past the Capitol's peacekeepers and into the heart of the Arena.
Wish_Fanfic · 534k Views

The Hunted Regressor: My Heretic Saint System

Runes are the source of all power in the world, but for Ignotus, they were a death sentence. A mercenary, assassin, and leader of the desperate, he'd spent more than ten years running from a Fate forged by sheer, abysmal luck. But when the hunt finally ended, the unhinged Stranger did the impossible: He traded his life to maim the realm's three absolute rulers, leaving scars that even the Gods couldn't heal. Infuriated by the humiliation, Hora, the Queen of Time, cast an ancient spell to reverse the clock and erase his final strike. ...But her arrogance became his salvation. Ignotus regressed to the day of his Ascension, the very day he received his first Rune. He was back to where he was known as the worst of lowlifes. A manufactured reputation designed to bully him into oblivion by his own flesh and blood. To the old Ignotus, it was the end of the world. To the current him? It was a joke he no longer had the patience to hear. This time, he wouldn't play by their rules. While others begged for Primary Elements like Fire or Water, he chose what the realm deemed the weakest of all, knowing its true, terrifying potential. Armed with a set of Irregular Soul Glyphs and knowledge of the realm's war-ridden future, Ignotus was done running. He'd leave the family that abandoned him to forge a new Path—one that would lead the House he built into the Heavens, all to rewrite his Fated ending! But... Ding! That would've been too easy. — {HERETIC DETECTED!} [Nex, of House Death, has sensed the Soul that escaped his scythe.] [Hora, of House Time, has seen the stain left on her clock.] [???, of House Light, has witnessed the birth of a Twisted Light.] [YOU ARE BEING HUNTED.] — The hunt had resumed... an unending game of cat and mouse. Unfortunately for his hunters, however, in this new life, the prey wasn't alone. Ignotus had accidentally brought a Goddess to the slaughter~. — {Author Of Misunderstood Villain} {Alternative Title: Father Of Luck & Calamity} [Status] {Volume One, Break The World: Completed} {Volume Two, House Of Strangers: Completed} {Volume Three, Demons Are Coming: Completed} [Note] - MC's powers are very unique. - MC gains many interesting Soul Glyphs. - Fast initial progression for MC and his Cohort. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/bGGfgMfu48
GoldenStache · 242.2k Views

Abyss of Advyatic Shivay (AGAADH : BOTTOMLESS)

THE ABYSS SPEAKS Before the universe had a name— Before the fourteen realms were carved from silence— There was One. One light. One energy. One complete consciousness. No edges. No shadow. No opposite. And then—it split. Not by accident. Not by violence. By choice. Because nothing truly exists… until something stands beside it. One fragment fell toward life. The other—into the void. And between them, the universe was born. His name is Shivay. Sixteen years old. Zero-rank—the lowest possible existence. Unwanted in his own village. Carrying a power in his chest that consumes everything… yet has no name. When his only friend dies— Shivay learns that some people leave behind a void shaped exactly like them. He makes a blood oath. Steps into a forest. And does not look back. The world he enters… is breaking. Something ancient is devouring darkness itself— Feeding on war, death, and silent suffering. Every demon is its hand. Every corrupted soul, its voice. It waits inside Tamas-Vivara— Body sealed. Soul free. Patient as the space between stars. Waiting… for something that can oppose it. “What is the hole in your chest?” asks Agastya, a sage older than kingdoms. “It consumes everything.” “And you’ve had it since birth?” “Yes.” “…Sit,” Agastya says. “This will take time.” Shivay will walk through Kurukshetra— Where ghost soldiers still fight, And the earth remembers every death. He will stand before divinity… And weep without knowing why. He will descend into Patala— Through seven realms of fear, desire, and truth. He will absorb demons. Drink poison. Fight what cannot be killed—only sealed. And survive… changed. He will meet a girl with fire in her hair— Lost in the wrong realm. Furious. Uncontrolled. Her flames burn things she cannot explain. He does not understand her. Neither does she. “You are a fool,” Agastya says. “And you are alive.” “Do not repeat it.” “I can’t promise that.” “I know.” Far beyond… in absolute darkness— The Dark Monarch waits. Nameless. Ancient. Unbroken. On his hands—marks of a dark lotus. When Shivay’s power ignites—gold and cold blue— Those marks pulse. Stronger. Clearer. “Interesting,” he thinks. And the darkness agrees. What is the hole in Shivay’s chest? Why can’t gods interfere? What law binds even creation’s strongest forces? Who is the girl of fire? What lies beyond Stage Twelve? And what happens… when the final seal breaks? The Agaadh is not a curse. It is not a void. It is a door. And somewhere between seven realms below, fourteen heavens above— At the point where existence should not exist— It is beginning to open. FOR KNOWING READ ABYSS OF ADVYTIC SHIVAY ONLY ON WEBNOVEL
Prasad_Shinde_4610 · 9.1k Views
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