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Mana Reaver System

He isn’t weak. He’s damned. Cursed to feed only on the mana of the dead. Eric won a second chance at life after a system promised he could get revenge for the death of he and his best friend. He immediately accepted, but he didn't sign up to be a Kill-to-feed being after carrying out his revenge on his killers. Eric refused the order of the parasitic System to kill and consume the mana of his own people. His defiance triggered a transformation into a mindless Beast, and he awoke in a field of corpses. Something he'd done in his mindless state. Thousands of his colony brothers and sisters, brutally killed, their mana devoured. Consumed not by choice, but by a curse he couldn’t control. Now, transmigrated to a world of magic and blades, the same System whispers to him again. His hunger for mana is a ticking clock. Consuming mana however, doesn't just stop his hunger, it also makes him stronger, whether he wants to be or not. And in this strange, violent academy in a violent world, he wants nothing. He just wants to hide. So he plays his role: the hopeless, clumsy freshman, content to be the bottom of the class. He'll be weak. He'll be harmless. He’ll be anything but a threat. But the curse has other plans. Eric never wanted to grow stronger than he was. He needed a solid reason to upgrade his stats so desperately... Until that reason came to him. A mad, brutal reason to grow stronger. To survive this world, he must first conquer the monster he brought with him. And the line between controlling the beast… and becoming it… is starting to blur. Weakness is his disguise. Hunger is his power. And the academy is about to learn that the most dangerous predator isn’t the one who roar in the wilderness. It’s the one pretending to cower.
ValyrianBlacq · 43.6k Views

Becoming a God Starts with Acting

[A 5 chapter mass release is coming! Save the date: December 20th] A world without gods struggles against cunning and dangerous monsters from another realm, teetering on the brink of collapse—until… Silvanus never expected to die at the peak of his glory. He was on stage one second, accepting his third consecutive Best Actor award. The next, he was dead—crushed by a falling glass stage light in a tragically ungraceful demise. But the worst part was yet to come. He didn't indeed die. Instead, he woke up in an entirely different world, one on the verge of being swallowed by darkness due to an overwhelming invasion of monstrous creatures. [Beep—Acting System activated! Greetings, my god. Please create your character and start collecting Acting Points!] Thus, humanity discovered that they now had gods, divine protectors who guided them in their battles against monsters… A god who feared everything yet could foresee the future. A narcissistic deity who commanded water and life itself. A depraved being who, despite his corruption, remained undefeated against even the strongest creatures. No one knew they were all the same person. "Worship me. Believe in me without end. And one day, I shall truly descend upon this world…" ... Silvanus once thought that all he needed to do was seal the endlessly appearing dungeons, but the world was far broader than he had imagined. As secrets gradually came to light, Silvanus’s journey toward becoming a true god grew ever more difficult, entangled with even greater conspiracies. Can Silvanus rediscover himself and complete his own growth in order to repel the darker, more sinister forces that are constantly plotting to invade the worlds under his dominion? . . Minimum 7 chapters/week. Support the story with Power Stones and Golden Tickets! Thanks a lot.
Orange_Lee · 1.1m Views

The Weaver of the Frozen Meridian

"Assets: None. Liabilities: The entire clan. Strategy: Hostile Takeover." In the Great Zhou Empire, the bloodline determines destiny. The Dragon burns the sky, the Tiger shatters the earth, and the Phoenix governs rebirth. Then there is the Nether Spider. Regarded as a "trash" bloodline suitable only for concubines and seamstresses, it is given to the weak to ensure they remain servants forever. It offers no explosive power, only the ability to weave soft, sticky silk. Rian, the illegitimate son of a maid, was never meant to survive the Age of Coming. Poisoned by the Matriarch and left to rot, his body was meant to be a forgotten footnote in the family ledger. But the God of Revenge intervened—and made a mistake. Instead of a vengeful warrior, he shoved the soul of a ruthless modern Investment Banker into the boy's dying body. When Rian wakes up, he doesn't scream for justice. He checks his pulse, calculates his odds, and realizes the cultivation world is suffering from a massive market inefficiency. They call the Nether Spider weak? Rian sees a biological monopoly. While Dragons run out of Qi, Rian eats his own webs to fight forever. While Tigers rely on sight, Rian feels the heartbeat of a liar through the vibrations in the floor. While Phoenixes burn resources, Rian turns the frozen, deadly borderlands into a fortress of invisible steel. Exiled to the frozen north to die, Rian smiles. The cold is good for business. He will not defeat his enemies with a shout. He will weave a web so vast that by the time the Dragons realize they are trapped, their assets have already been liquidated. Let them be the kings of the sky. Rian will be the god of the strings.
farooqakram · 1.8k Views