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Primordial of the Abyssal Flame

I've been sick ever since I can remember. My dad's a drunk prick, and he doesn't treat my mom very well. My girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend, because she figures I'm going to die soon anyways. They all do. Hell, they're probably right. I've been to countless doctors, and they can't figure out what is wrong with me aside from the fact that my body is slowly shutting down. I don't have any friends anymore. My dad doesn't allow me home anymore, and apparently, I'm not even their real son. That was a real kick in the teeth. Only my mom tries to talk to me still, but there's always hell to pay if my dad catches her. At this point, I've accepted my end, and I wish it would just hurry up. At least, that's what I told myself, until I came across a new fuzzy little friend that would change my entire life. My name is Elias Crosse, and my tale is about get crazy. Notes: This story features an OP MC, so power development and growth isn't really present for him, although there is some. A lot of the growth mainly comes from other characters, and features a focus on said characters. Elias is also not someone who puts up with other character's bullshit, and routinely puts them in their place. I am tired of the trope of characters hiding their powers, or letting other characters walk all over them and theirs because they are not strong enough fo do anything. So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you Elias Crosse. I don't exactly know how to describe my story in terms of a genre. It has action, it has slice of life, and it has romance. There is no fade to black, and I can be very descriptive. I have been fixing, updating, and changing somethings for consistency, to improve the story, the grammar and errors, and for things to make more sense. The more I write, the better I feel I am becoming. I just write, and I have the ideas of where I am going in my head, but other than that, I just write the story as I see fit. As such, I forget some things, I miss somethings, and most often, some ideas in my head get jumbled together and it ends up not making sense some times. I am working to correct that as best as I can.
D_G_Harbinger · 119.2k Views

INFINITE CONTRACT SYSTEM

[System Notification: Reality Error Detected at Node 001 (Earth).] [Analyzing Candidate... 99.9% Compatibility Found.] [Position Offered: Maintenance Administrator.] *** Lee Joon-Ha was a ghost. A twenty-three-year-old part-timer in Busan with a face that could move mountains, but a bank account that couldn't buy a single meal. In a world of flashing neon and mindless consumption, he was the silent observer—disciplined, invisible, and utterly alone. Then, the world glitched. For 0.3 seconds, the sky didn't sparkle; it tore. Beneath the stars lay a digital grid, a cosmic error that only Joon-Ha witnessed. While humanity slept through the malfunction, Joon-Ha was recruited by the 'Infinite Contract System' (ICS). The task was simple: Repair dying civilizations and stabilize collapsing realities. The price: Total isolation. The catch: Time dilation. To the world, Joon-Ha only stepped onto his rooftop for two minutes. To Joon-Ha, he spent a year in the freezing silence of a dead galaxy, mastering the golden threads of existence. *** He returns to Earth, but he is no longer the boy from the slums. He has the eyes of an ancient god, the hidden wealth of a multiversal conglomerate, and a body stabilized at peak human perfection. From a semi-basement in Busan to the highest penthouse of 'The Signiel' in Seoul, his ascent is silent and absolute. Under the front of 'Halo Risk Analytics,' he manages the world from the shadows. To the elite, he is a mysterious billionaire. To the National Actress in the penthouse next door, he is the cold-hearted neighbor who refuses to acknowledge her presence. But the glitches are returning. The fabric of Earth is fraying. And as the world begins to crumble, they will realize that the man in the black hoodie isn't just a neighbor. He is the Architect. And the Contract has just begun.
The_SilentGod · 2.1k Views

I Died a Virgin — Now I'm Building a Harem in Another World

Ren died at eighteen doing what he always did—shielding his little sister with his own body, blood pooling while she screamed. The God of Death looked down and cursed under his breath. “That… wasn’t supposed to happen.” A mistake. A glitch in the system. Ren just smirked through the fading pain. “Another Tuesday.” But even gods hate loose ends. In a quiet white void, Death offers him a second shot: reincarnation into Alveria, a brutal world of magic, guilds, monsters, and women who could kill you as easily as they could fuck you senseless. As apology? One cheat skill from each rank, S through E. No questions asked. He picks. He wakes up in a new body—young, strong, memories sharp, and for the first time in his life, no chains holding him back. Back on Earth, he was a virgin. Not by some noble choice—just a kid who grew up never trusting anyone enough to let them close. Anime, manga, manhwa? Those were his world. Endless stories of guys reborn, overpowered, surrounded by gorgeous women who fell for them hard. He read them alone, late at night, hand moving under the sheets, wishing it was real. Now it is. Alveria is full of powerful, beautiful women—battle-hardened, confident, dangerous. Some will underestimate him. Some will try to use him. Some will think they’re in control. They’re wrong. Kai isn’t here to play nice anymore. No more lonely nights. No more fantasies locked behind a screen. Whoever fits his taste—whichever one sparks that hunger—he’s going to take her. Slowly at first, then hard. Until she’s moaning his name, legs shaking, begging for more. One by one, he’ll build his harem. Not for power. Not for revenge. Just because he finally can. And because every single one of them is going to learn what it feels like to be claimed by a man who’s done holding back. Power. Women. Filthy, sweat-soaked nights that leave them ruined and coming back for seconds. This is his second life. And he’s not dying a virgin again.
erwinparker · 598 Views