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Roya has crossed over into the world of One Piece — and ended up as an intern on Whitebeard’s ship. Without thinking too much about it, he dumps all 1,500 system-granted attribute points into Observation Haki. In that moment, the entire Whitebeard Pirates were left speechless! PS: Access the complete chapters/series at https://www.patreon.com/c/NanamiTL

In the ashes of the 1,999th universe, something impossible stirs. Born of silence, cradled by the void, a being awakens - not a god, not a monster, but a question. His name is Qaritas. In a shattered cosmos ruled by Ascendants and haunted by the First Evil, even silence must take a side. But when the god of Nothingness begins to want something... the universe holds its breath. Told by the death-masked mistress of a theater of corpses, this is a myth drenched in blood, starlight, and dreams.

Alex who die day after a weird dream and reincarnated in the Novel that he was written. He died after uploading the last chapter of his novel. He was given a privilege to choose his birth places and background. How an omniscient being of this God ( A.ka Author) will survive the world he has created. No more Spoiler* __________________________________ 2 Chapter/ Week 100 Power stone= 1 Extra Chapter 300 power Stone= 2 Extra Chapter ________________________________ 1 Golden Ticket = 1 Extra Chapter 5 Golden Ticket = 3 Extra Chapter _________________________________ Gift : 1 Magic Castle = 2 Extra Chapter

The world cracked. And from that crack, the Outer Realm seeped through—its vile influence spreading across our world so quickly that it seemed impossible to stop. Or so we thought. Slowly but surely, the world fell, plunging into the deepest depths of chaos. Families were torn apart. Men were made widowers, young women widows, and lovers separated, their hearts left shattered. Children were orphaned at a young age, forced to grow up at a pace visible to the naked eye. They picked up arms to fight—if they were lucky, to die. If not, to suffer a fate far worse than death. “Since those in power choose to do nothing, I will usurp their authority. I will become the very definition of power, and I will leave my mark upon this world.” A bold declaration made by a young man born into an era of chaos.

"This world hates me because I'm a demon. But I'll prove that even death can be the beginning of peace." Leon Astaroth is a low-class demon, ignored and looked down upon by all. With a genuine smile amidst insults and a body covered in wounds, he fights on the front lines. In the endless war between races, he's nothing more than bait for the demon army. But just as his life fades at the edge of a human’s blade, a mysterious system awakens within him granting him a rare and powerful Necromancer ability. Now, armed with the power to raise the dead, Leon stands at a crossroads: - Become the monster everyone believes he is, or - Defy fate and forge a world without war. But the world won’t let him choose so easily. From vengeful human warriors, fellow demons who mock his status, to ancient entities that seem to have chosen him for a purpose Leon must face them all.

Medora is a god who created a world called Arya from the depths of the void. After centuries of solitude, she chose to live among her creations in one of Arya’s seven lands, Iloria. To escape her loneliness, Medora created a man to love her. His name was Attar. She bound his will to her own and began a secluded life with him in a forest manor, believing their love would remain untouched forever. But fate despises gods who interfere with the free will of their creations. When Medora is forced to bring a second presence into her life, the fragile balance between creator and creation begins to collapse. Love turns into jealousy. Devotion gives birth to resentment. And wills that were never meant to awaken start to rebel. As winter returns to Iloria, a long-watching fate finally moves to claim its price for this forbidden love. Update Schedule: Saturday & Tuesday

(Warhammer 40k, search, attack, retreat, loot the gold, run and knife the rat, snipe the rat, hoard the rat.) After the battle between the Imperial Planetary Defense Forces and the rebels, a large number of reports were scattered across the battlefield. Li Qinwu, who possessed the search, attack, and withdrawal system, began his own land grabbing business. The laser gun of a fallen soldier? Take it, it fired level 3 ammo. Shell armor? Take it! It's a level 4 armor. Wow! The explosive pistol of the fallen political commissar! It fired level 5 rounds! The destroyed Leman Rustamsk actually yielded a large gold tank battery! Take them all back to the Underworld hideout! Sell them to various gang contacts to exchange for building materials and upgrade the hideout. The hideout manufactures sophisticated machine guns and high-powered batteries. Wearing six sets of power armor, it launches a fierce attack on heretics on the battlefield, increases the Emperor's favorability, and ascends to the Golden Toilet!

The Warrior rises in the lap of nature and begins his journey to Godhood, fighting Curropted land and it's Curropted Wild Creatures. "Wait warrior!, there is danger below, you must not go" the child said but He only looked at the vast snow clad mountains above and the Darkness below, and he did what was to be done. stay with our warrior as he descends down the lap of nature into the cruel world where he must walk the path of a surviver and a God-in-making.

In a world where divine power flows from the Almighty, legends tell of the Lord of the Lords — beings who once ruled with godlike might. Atom, a quiet 19-year-old, dreams of joining their ranks — not for glory, but to protect his only light, his sister Ana. But when dark forces rise and his power, Atomistic, awakens — the ability to command and destroy matter itself — Atom faces a choice between becoming a god… or losing his humanity forever.

When Korey Kingsley wakes up in an unfamiliar room in nothing but his boxers, and no memory to speak of, his first thoughts are those of suspicion. But don't worry! His impossibly perfect girlfriend who's on the run due to her allegiance to a freedom fighter group whose goal is the unity of superhumans and normies alike totally erases his suspicion! Well, except for the fact that she doesn't seem to like him, although she tries to hide it. And how his memories of her seem too... fake. Oh, and the fact that he's a superhuman as well, and not a weak one in the slightest. I mean... what could a freedom fighter group that sounds like something NATO would hate want with a 9th tier SAVANT? As he struggles to navigate this world filled with suspicion, secrets, and power, he gradually realizes that all is not as it seems. In fact, as reality often goes, things are a lot, lot worse. And it seems like his life us about to get just a little bit fast paced. But hey, who wants a boring life? That slice-of-life fantasy is overrated. Explosions till Michael Bay wants to train under you is how life comes to an end... I mean how life is exciting.

‎[Warning: This story contains extreme sex scenes of different genders, violence, gore, sexual violence, and dark themes similar to Berserk and Hellsing. It is not suitable for most readers. Proceed only if you are comfortable with very heavy content.] ‎ ‎After the Tournament of Power ended, Android 17 stood before the Super Dragon Balls and made his selfless wish: to restore all the erased universes. The dragon granted it without hesitation. ‎ ‎But no one knew that buried deep inside the wish, hidden in the smallest crack of reality, was a name no one had spoken in billions of years. ‎ ‎Kuma. ‎ ‎The first child of the Dragon God Zalama. ‎The older brother of the Grand Priest. ‎The original being of darkness. ‎ ‎When the light of the wish touched the void, Kuma opened his eyes for the first time since his imprisonment. He was taller than his younger brother—towering, beautiful, and terrible. Black wings made of living shadow spread from his back. His skin was black like coal on bone, and his eyes burned with the cold fire of a dying star. ‎ ‎The moment he returned, the dark energy sealed inside him for eons exploded outward. It was strong enough to erase the entire multiverse in a single breath. ‎ ‎The Grand Priest felt his brother awaken. He appeared instantly, staff in hand, face calm but sad. ‎ ‎“Kuma,” he said softly. “You should not have come back.” ‎ ‎Kuma only smiled. ‎ ‎Then he reached out, grabbed his younger brother by the throat, and crushed the Grand Priest’s head like a ripe fruit. Golden blood and silver halo fragments rained across the sacred world of the gods. ‎ ‎With the Grand Priest dead, the balance broke. The chains that held the ancient evils snapped. Creatures far older and crueler than Demons, Angels, or Gods poured into every universe like a black flood. ‎ ‎The slaughter began. ‎ ‎Beerus was torn in half by a single claw. ‎Whis had his spine ripped out and used as a whip against the other Angels. ‎Belmod, Quitela, Sidra— The god's of Destruction were hunted down and butchered. Their bodies were hung from the ruins of their own planets like trophies. ‎ ‎On Earth, the Z Fighters made their final stand. ‎ ‎Gohan died shielding Pan from a monster that wore the skins of dead Kaioshin. ‎Piccolo’s arms were pulled off and his heart eaten while he still screamed. ‎Krillin’s head was crushed under a boot. ‎Vegeta fought until his final explosion took a thousand enemies with him—but it wasn’t enough. ‎Bulma was dragged away screaming by laughing shadow-beasts and was never seen alive again. ‎ ‎Chi-Chi and Goten were violated in front of Goku by creatures that fed on despair, then erased so completely that even their souls ceased to exist. ‎ ‎Goku himself was broken, beaten, bleeding. He watched everything he loved die or worse. ‎ ‎At the end, even Grand Zeno tried to fix it. The little Omni-King appeared with tears on his face, hands glowing, ready to erase the entire timeline and start over. ‎ ‎But Kuma was faster. ‎ ‎He murdered Zeno’s two royal guards in a spray of blood and bone. Then he forced the child-god to his knees, after a brutal battle, that lasted for weeks. With a cruel smile, Kuma made a wish on the Super Dragon Balls that still floated obediently in the void: ‎ ‎“Seal Zeno forever beneath my throne. Let him watch everything burn, unable to lift a finger.” ‎ ‎Super Shenron’s eyes flashed. Chains of black fire wrapped around Zeno and dragged him screaming into an endless crystal prison deep under Kuma’s newly built palace of screaming souls. ‎ ‎Darkness swallowed the multiverse. ‎ ‎The few survivors—broken warriors, terrified mortals, hiding gods—crawled into cracks between dimensions, praying the shadows would not find them. ‎ ‎Most of the dead were thrown into a new, deeper Hell where demons far worse than anything in King Yama’s domain waited with hungry smiles. ‎ ‎Others were simply erased forever, as if they had never been born at all. ‎

The world was never truly at peace. For ages, kingdoms clashed over petty rivalries, land, pride, or the whims of ruler wars as old as creation itself. Yet, as kingdoms grew wiser, treaties were forged. The battles ceased, hatred faded into memory. For a fleeting moment, it seemed we might finally know tranquility. Then came the Darkness. It arrived with no warning, no prophecy only a tide of nightmares. Legions of demons, beasts, and abominations, united by some unholy will. Tens of thousands strong, they devoured everything in their path, insatiable in hunger, boundless in rage, unrestrained in their cruelty. Villages burned. Cities fell. Chaos became the new law. Once, the gods fought beside us. Now, as extinction looms, they offer only silence. No visions. No miracles. No divine hand to stay the slaughter. We are forsaken. But we will not kneel. We refuse to. If the heavens ignore our cries, then we will answer with steel, blood and fire. We will fight, not for hope, but for generations yet unborn. Against hunger, against rage, against the abyss itself. We will stand until the horde breaks upon our resolve… or we are swallowed by the dark. Victory or oblivion. There is no surrender.

Emmanuel Lowe, a 28-year-old gynecologist, is frustrated with his love life. After serving in the army for seven years, he retired and started working at a hospital in Yeringham. Despite his successful career, Emmanuel's mother is worried about his single status and has set him up on multiple blind dates. He's gone on 17 dates so far, but none have led to a meaningful relationship. As he arrives at a café, he's interrupted by a cry for help. The story takes a new turn as Emmanuel responds to the distress call, potentially leading to unexpected adventures and encounters.

In the world of Throne of Eternity, a groundbreaking VRMMORPG, players rise and fall like kingdoms in history. At the very peak once stood Grimblade, a name that struck fear and awe in the esports scene. Known as the “Uncrowned Emperor”, his tactical brilliance and flawless combat style made him a living legend. But glory is fragile. At the height of his career, betrayal from his own guild stripped him of his throne. Contracts were torn, titles stolen, and Grimblade—the very player who built their empire—was cast aside as if he were nothing more than an outdated relic. Faded from the spotlight, with only an old gaming capsule and his undying passion left, Grimblade returns when a new expansion of Throne of Eternity launches. No sponsors. No team. No fanfare. Just skill, experience, and the burning desire to reclaim what was taken from him. Starting from scratch, he must navigate the brutal climb through ranked battles, recruit unlikely allies, and forge a guild from misfits and dreamers. Each fight pulls him deeper into the game’s politics, hidden conspiracies, and an esports industry where money and influence rule over fairness. But Grimblade doesn’t seek pity, nor fame. He seeks the one thing that has always been denied to him— The Emperor’s Throne.

"My name is Gren Solstice. If this world has a summit, I am already standing at the top—and no one can shake me."

*The strongest hunter in the world — betrayed and killed by those he trusted most.* *Kael Draven died as an SSS-rank legend, only to be reborn ten years in the past — stripped of his power, his rank reset to the lowest of the low.* *But fate has a twisted sense of justice. Within him lies a hidden power no one else possesses — a secret ability unlocked only through the mysterious Regression Protocol.* *Now, hiding his true strength, Kael must survive the ruthless world of ranks, guild politics, and deadly dungeons.* *He will complete quests in the shadows, train in secret, and expose the conspiracies that led to his death.* *This time, no one will stand in his way.* *Because Kael Draven is no longer just a hunter...* *He’s a god waiting to awaken.*

The members of a humble Korean MMA gym are suddenly thrust into a strange world ruled by ancient gods and forgotten myths. There, they uncover a shocking truth—they are the reincarnations of legendary figures: Chiwoo, the god of war, and the Oracle. But divine power is not what they receive. Instead, they are burdened with painful memories, guilt, and shattered identities. In a dying village plagued by monsters, raiders, and famine, these once-ordinary fighters must overcome doubt and trauma to survive. Guided by a wise yet reluctant coach, they begin the long, painful journey of rebuilding from the ruins—one step at a time. Brutal battles. Deep emotional growth. The revival of forgotten legends. Blade of Guryo is an epic saga of survival, unity, and redemption.

He gave up everything his crown, his love, his life just for a single vow. As Bhishma Pitamah lies on a bed of arrows, waiting for his final breath, his memories unfold the rise of a kingdom, the weight of his oath, and the legacy of sacrifice that shaped a dynasty. A powerful, emotional retelling of the Mahabharata’s most tragic warrior. This is not just history. This is the story of a man who chose duty over desire… and changed the fate of a nation.

Qin Bei had been defending his country's border for the past six years. Unfortunately, someone had inserted a chip into him to control his memories and emotion, hoping that he would become a tool of war without any emotions. Because of that chip, he could not remember his past. However, the chip was removed by chance and he remembered his family who was left behind in his homeland. When he heard the news about his wife being forced to marry another man, his son being bullied, and his achievements claimed away by his cousin, he was blinded by rage. He returned home alone. The path he took following that was covered in blood. The enraged War God had slaughtered all three family clans that had betrayed him.

Jamie was born into nobility, raised in stone halls warmed by firelight, surrounded by the music of family, the lessons of honor, and the comfort of legacy. But the world he knew was torn apart when a ruthless totalitarian regime rose to power. His father was silenced without trial, his mother’s spirit broken, his younger sibling lost, and his family’s estate reduced to ash. Stripped of title, home, and certainty, Jamie became a fugitive—a survivalist navigating a land that had forgotten justice. The wilderness became his fortress, and survival his law. Every meal stretched, every footstep calculated, every breath measured. Jamie’s nobility clashed with his new existence; compassion often conflicted with the need for vigilance. He had learned that mercy could be deadly, yet his past instilled in him a stubborn drive to act rightly even when the world demanded cruelty. When a chance encounter with a regime convoy leaves him wounded and in possession of crucial intelligence, Jamie’s path begins to shift. Among the prisoners he rescues is Elian, a seemingly loyal companion whose true motives are obscured by shadows and half-truths. Through this encounter, Jamie learns that survival is no longer enough—he must seek allies and strike back if he is to reclaim what was lost. As Jamie journeys toward Eastbridge, a rumored hub of the resistance, he is haunted by memories of his family. A worn locket, the echo of his sister’s laughter, and lessons from his parents remind him of the person he once was—and the man he must become. Each memory sharpens his resolve, deepening his understanding that legacy is measured not by title, but by courage, action, and endurance. The forest, the ruins, and the scattered remnants of humanity test Jamie’s resourcefulness, resilience, and moral compass. He sets traps, navigates treacherous terrain, and evades the regime’s patrols, honing the skills that will make him a force to be reckoned with. Yet even as he survives, he is drawn into a web of mystery and intrigue. A hooded figure named Derah emerges from the shadows—a presence both enigmatic and strangely compelling. At first, Jamie suspects betrayal, but the truth of Derah’s loyalty and role in the resistance gradually unfolds, challenging Jamie’s trust, judgment, and perception of allies and enemies alike. Their relationship evolves amidst uncertainty, danger, and moral ambiguity, reflecting the larger battle for freedom in a fractured world. Throughout the story, Jamie balances survival, strategy, and personal morality while gathering intel, rescuing the oppressed, and slowly rebuilding a network of allies. Betrayal, shifting loyalties, and unexpected revelations test him, but each obstacle strengthens his resolve. Elian’s hidden motives, Derah’s enigmatic guidance, and the constant threat of the regime force Jamie to confront the tension between vengeance and justice, pragmatism and honor. The climax sees Jamie fully embracing the duality of his existence: noble instincts tempered by the ruthlessness of survival. Armed with intelligence, allies, and a growing understanding of his own capacity for action, he moves to strike a decisive blow against the regime, reclaiming not only his family’s legacy but also a fragment of the justice and order the world desperately needs. By the conclusion, Jamie is neither purely hero nor villain, but an anti-hero forged in exile, navigating the knife’s edge between morality and necessity. He carries the weight of memory, the scars of survival, and the fire of purpose. His journey illustrates that even in a world built on oppression and betrayal, courage, resilience, and the will to act can rekindle hope—and that legacies, once thought lost, can rise from ashes.