weaktostrong

Richard Maddox, a once-promising football prodigy, dreamed of becoming a star. But just as his dream was within reach, it was abruptly shattered when he banged his head on the goalpost, fracturing his skull. Forced into early retirement, Richard vanished from the public eye. People thought Richard Maddox was done for. However, no one expected that during his unconscious state, his spirit detached from his body. He drifted through time, witnessing the world of football from the perspective of a ghost. It was strange, unpleasant, yet exciting. No need for tickets or travel—he could simply fly. England, Italy, Spain, Germany—the best football countries in Europe—and even the passionate South America, the energetic Africa, and the growing Asia—Richard observed the rise and fall of football giants, all from the sidelines. However, watching football from the other side was quite different from experiencing it live. He missed the cheering, singing, and chanting with the other fans. No one could hear him now. No one could watch football with him. He was... alone. Just as Richard was about to be bored to death, his soul was sucked back, and he realized that only an entire year had passed. 'Interesting,' he thought, laughing. “I could bet, invest in companies that will succeed in the future, and get rich. Bitcoin, I'm coming, baby.” but who could have guessed that Richard would dive so deep into the world of football—From owning a single share to testing the waters as a scout, trying his hand as an agent, and eventually stepping into the world of coaching, before finally diving into the realm of football club ownership. It has truly been a full spectrum of football, the highs and the lows. Join us as we welcome Richard Maddox!

in a house ruled by power, cruelty is currency. She has always been at the bottom, mocked, broken, overlooked. A disgrace to a powerful vampire bloodline that thrives on control, secrecy, and reputation. One mistake was all it took to ruin everything. Until the new wife arrives. Graceful. Calculated. Unreadable. And suddenly… the attention shifts. A glance that lingers too long. A touch that feels intentional. A kindness that feels… selective. In a family where weakness is punished and blood defines worth, Seraphina is the only one who looks at her like she matters. She knows she should stay away. She knows nothing about this woman is as soft as it seems. But she doesn’t stop. Because for the first time in her life she is being truly seen. And she is willing to burn everything. her dignity, her sanity, her bloodline. just to keep that feeling. Even if it destroys her. .

After spending her childhood in the orphanage and her teen years in brutal slavery, Hazel was bought by the royal pureblood vampires to work as a royal servant. Not knowing anything about her history or background, she worked diligently in the castle and tried hard to stay invisible because she feared attention. But for someone who is tied to a great prophecy and is the remedy to the broken realms , her presence and actions cannot remain unseen. When she thwarts an assassination attempt on the crown prince, Kilian Nightvale, she is rewarded with a promotion from a kitchen servant to the prince's personal servant. At first, Kilian treated her like nothing, and they never got along. But as time passes, Kilian finds himself drawn to her in a strange way. Hazel believes she is just a weak human, but she is actually something far more powerful. Together, they are bound by an ancient prophecy that will repair the broken realms and the world.

So, here's the deal. You know that cliché where a guy gets hit by a truck and ends up in a fantasy world? Well, I wished for that to happen. I actually hoped for a head-on collision with Truck-Kun, but fate had other ideas, and it turned into one heck of a hilarious journey. I kept trying to make it happen. I'd dramatically throw myself in front of speeding trucks, but you won't believe what happened. Every single time, those monstrous vehicles came to a screeching halt or pulled off some crazy last-minute maneuver, leaving me unscathed and bewildered. But my wild ride didn't end there. One day, I was reading a completely normal novel, lost in the story, and then I fell asleep, still clutching the book. When I opened my eyes, I wasn't in my room anymore. Nope, I was inside the very novel I had been reading. But, after living for a year in this novel I get a notification that I have been transmigrated into a wrong novel? Now I must choose to get transmigrated into the worst novel or go back to real world. And now, brace yourselves for the wild part. In this new novel, I had not one, not two, but five sisters, each more beautiful than the last. And as if that wasn't enough, I had two mothers who were the strongest of their race. Sounds pretty awesome, right? Well, hold on. You won't believe how they greeted me. "No! Don't take off your clothes in front of me," I'd stutter, wondering if I'd become the pervert of this story. But one of my sisters, the boldest of the bunch, had a sly grin. "Don't be like this, brother. We know you also want to do it, right?" Huh? Well, yeah, but... let's just say things got even crazier from there. [Author note: #Not Heavy Smut. This story focuses on character development, family politics, and relationships. While romance elements exist, the story is not heavy smut and will follow meaningful, long-term relationships rather than constant fanservice.]

Reborn as a nameless girl in the world of One Piece, she only wished for a quiet, ordinary life. But the age would never allow it. Born in the turbulent years before Roger’s execution, she was swept into an era ruled by pirates, rumors, and blood. Slavers, criminals, whispers of betrayal, and the stench of violence followed her through her childhood. She did not break. She learned to endure. And one day, she became the user of the Paper-Paper Fruit. As she travels across the seas, she discovers the one thing that truly belongs to her— writing. With a pen in one hand and Devil Fruit power in the other, she begins to record the world as it truly is—its cruelty, its beauty, its lies, and its dreams. Her words spread across the seas. And without realizing it, so does her influence. This is not the story of a chosen hero. It is the long journey of a wandering girl who survives the Great Pirate Era by turning life itself into literature— and leaving behind a legacy powerful enough to shake the seas themselves. “I will become a great writer!” --- https://linktr.ee/Bellirys

Anthony has been reborn! Placed into the remarkable game-like world of Pangera. However, something seems a little off. What's with these skills? Bite? Dig? Wait.... I've been reborn as a WHAT?! Follow Anthony as he attempts to adjust to his new life, to survive and grow in his new Dungeon home!

The river mud tastes like iron and betrayal, but Dorian Vael is finally awake. The elite operative from Earth now inhabits the poisoned corpse of Prince Aldric Blackmere, the most hated royal in the Ashenmere Empire. While the court believes the "disgrace" has simply returned from a drunken bender, Dorian is actually navigating the "Usurper’s Path"—a cold, silver system interface that rewards him for turning enemies into loyal assets. By manipulating the rare, cold Shadowflame in his blood and his system’s ability to quantify human connection, he begins weaving a web of influence to survive the assassins currently stalking his every move. In a city of half a million souls, a dead man is now the most dangerous player in the game.

Thousands of years ago, there existed a Demon Sovereign so powerful that even gods feared to speak his name. He ruled over demons, crushed human empires, and defied the heavens themselves. But history betrayed him. His own generals turned against him, erasing not only his life—but his very existence from the world. His name vanished from records, memories, and even legends. Now, he has been reborn. Zareth Voidragon awakens in a weak noble family with none of his former glory… at least on the surface. When he enrolls in the prestigious Demon King Academy, he is mocked, underestimated, and labeled as a failure. After all, no one remembers who he truly is. But Zareth doesn’t seek recognition. He seeks answers… and revenge. And as fragments of his past begin to resurface, one truth becomes clear: The world may have forgotten him— …but power never did.

Something I tried to write taking a lot and I mean a LOT of inspiration from LOTM (You can even call this a copy), bloodborne, and lovecraftian horror. Hope you enjoy this weird surreal thing I haphazardly put together with some, Elmer's glue, and bubble gum. Additional tags: Psychological horror, Cosmic horror, Slow burn, Identity horror, Reality manipulation, Progression fantasy, ancient secrets, unreliable reality, factions.

After an event that was recorded as "the shattering", multiple dimensions have been forcefully combined, making a single endless dimension. which left an immense crack in the center of it all, and within it is the planet called Madion. Clad, who was a member of an organization called "Union", worked in a kingdom named Naroth as an agent on a mission to get rid of criminal groups, when suddenly he felt the world under him fall apart, then woke up 3 years later in a world he didn't recognize at all. "Where the hell am i? Read as Clad learns this new world and goes on adventures, slowly learning more about the secrets that are hidden within it. Join the discord: https://discord.gg/FeVku89wv3 (Chapter length can vary from 300 to 1700 words) (Alternative title: Madion Saga: The center of the rebuilt world)

Gaining consciousness as a background character in a novel, Ring attempts to reach the conclusion of the story in the hopes of making it to the real world.

《汤小七修仙记》讲述了徐岚山庄唯一幸存者——**汤小七（徐小七）**的成长与复仇之路。生于七月初七的他，身负家族传承的“净化之源”，在魔修灭门之后被清虚观收养，从一个贪懒怕事的小修士，逐步成长为肩负使命、守护人间的英雄。 故事从他在秘境中意外激活祖传玉佩与平底锅开始，历经**传承殿奇遇**、**清虚观危机**、**身世揭秘**、**父子对决**，最终直面幕后黑手——**魔头残魂**的惊天阴谋。途中他结识了活泼贪宝的**兔子精**，与师父、师兄师姐并肩作战，也逐渐揭开了父母被害与徐家灭门的真相。 作品融合**仙侠修真**、**成长冒险**与**轻喜剧**元素，既有热血的战斗与传承，也有幽默温馨的伙伴互动，展现了一个少年在命运洪流中不断抉择、不断强大的修仙传奇。

"I woke up inside a corpse that died in Chapter 7. Brain-dead by page 12—just disposable lore for the real hero. But the vessel opened its eyes, and I drew Death (XIII)." His [Cursed Mouth] speaks structural truths: "Your leg will bleed tomorrow." They called it a devil's curse when the mother screamed. He calls it pattern recognition. Now he wields the Rumoured Deck—22 Major Arcana, 22 ghost contracts. Each secret housed makes him harder to delete. He calculates death with a deck of ghosts. The only question is whether he collapses the panel borders first—or the plot swallows him whole.

[Unique Skill: Copycat] — You are no longer bound by your own fate. Steal the objectives, rewards, and destinies of those around you. [Unique Skill: Appraisal Eye] — See the hidden strings of the world. Observe the stats, quests, and secret vulnerabilities of every player and monster. ------ The System did not come with a manual; it came with a price. In a world transformed into a lethal hierarchy of Levels and Ranks, power is the only medicine, and gold is the only lifeline. Nas was branded as an Rank F, a "Below Threshold" nobody destined to be fuel for the Empire’s machine. But when his younger brother is stricken with Mana Depletion, a slow-acting death sentence that only the most expensive elixirs can halt, Nas is forced into the Tutorial Spire. To the world, he is a sacrificial lamb. A 99% mortality rate for F-Rank, to the System, he is an error that should never have occurred. Armed with two unprecedented abilities, Nas decides to stop playing by the rules. While others struggle to complete their own grueling tasks, Nas hunts the hunters. By peering into the interfaces of the elite, he copies their high-tier quests, stacking rewards that no F-Rank was ever meant to possess. He doesn't just play the game; he plagiarizes it. The System is more than a sorting center for the strong. As Nas ascends, utilizing a brutal, Endurance-based logic to survive the impossible, he begins to see the "glitches" in the reality they’ve been sold. The System isn't here to save humanity. It is here to harvest it. From a desperate brother to a systemic anomaly, Nas will climb. He will lie, he will steal, he will kill, and he will save. He will bleed the System dry until the truth behind the world is finally laid bare. Tags: #System #Awakening #Weaktostrong #Action In a world of scripted heroes, the copycat is king.

Calem, a young boy was curious about a book his father had. It had a story that was... kind of disturbing which parents didn't want to pass on. A story of their own. Calem's mother tells her kids the story they had experienced through their ages. which turns out to be a story every adult knew but no one dared to pass it on to their future generations. What was that story in reality? An apocalypse that wasn't intended to fall upon humanity but was fended off eventually only to come back? Creatures that are beyond human understandings? And why are they hunting them that they want?

After almost dying to a weak monster, Hajin awakened his laten power, a system that allows him not only to use his summoning skill but also live stream his life to back on earth. The system is tied to the goddess of reincarnation, who was betrayed and killed. She trusted Hajin, the last of her bloodline to use the system and bring her back to life.

What happens when what seems to be a cliche reincarnation turns out to be something else entirely?

In 2847, humanity rules two hundred star systems. We conquered gravity. Cheated death. Mapped the galaxy. But three years ago, a seventeen-year-old prodigy named Kael Vasquez tore a hole in reality on Mars. Seven people vanished. Dimensional energy flooded the solar system. The System appeared, granting ordinary people powers, stats, and ranks from F to SSS. Awakened individuals became the new elite. A new era began. Kael never Awakened. Exiled to a forgotten station at the edge of space, branded a failure, he spent three years watching the world move on without him. The boy once called the youngest genius of his generation became a punchline. Then he found the signal. An adaptive transmission from a void where nothing exists. A signal that knew his name. When Kael reached out, the System finally responded. [ANCHOR CLASS DETECTED] [F-RANK] The lowest rank. The weakest possible start. A unique class nobody had ever seen. Now factions are moving. Shadows are watching. Something ancient is waking beyond the dimensional barrier. And Kael, the trash who couldn't even Awaken properly, is being dragged into a war that started long before he was born. He didn't ask for this. But the void chose him.

If everyone in the world went mad, then would you be sane? And if you were, then wouldn’t that make you the maddest person in the world? This was a question he so often found himself asking, and many other questions. All of which ended up with no answer, but did he really expect an answer when all he ever got in life was beating after beating. He really began to wonder what the point of living was, and that, weirdly enough, was the only question of his that got answered, but even the answer was weird. To fuck monster girls, of course Huh Yes, from the beautiful snake-bodied woman of the lamias to the various forms of the yokai, from obscure, little-known species to popular legends like elves and vampires. And even the aliens that lie beyond the stars All of these humanity once called monsters, all of these they still do But you, Sol Van Helsing, the host of the Anima System, will call these women beautiful; you will call them yours So get ready for the hunt, host, because just as humans need air, we need monster girls.