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"A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies... The man who never reads only lives once." Lucas Frost was a normal kid, who liked devouring his favorite novel in his free time. Life was ordinarily...extraordinary as he always believed: why settle for one life when a multitude awaits? But, fate is a cruel author. His ordinary life came to an abrupt end. Now, transmigrated in a novel, he once read as a reader. Raviel Thanarion must navigate and survive.... to reach the ending. Because, his story has just started and the scripted narration has ended. ============================ P.S support this lazy ass author. And you might get a cookie.

They harvested his father. They threw him into hell, but they never guessed what they were forging. In a world where elites steal supernatural powers from the weak, Leon Storm’s father was scrubbed from existence after a suspicious crash. All that remained was his paintbrush—and a volatile golden power now erupting in Leon, a storm of golden light, forged in grief and rage. Thrown into a lethal academy and a cruel world where failure means death, Leon faces elites who feed on the powerless and monsters that haunt ruined cities. Every closed door, every doubting voice, only sharpens his edge. As the storm within him grows, one question remains: Control the storm, or become the disaster the world deserves. The choice is his.

Transmigrating into the Soul Society, Naraku Sora finds himself in a timeline that has deviated from the original story. The future villainous boss, Sōsuke Aizen, is not only a mere student at the Shino Academy but also Sora's "close friend" and roommate,. Knowing he is too weak to survive the chaotic future, Sora awakens the [Justice System]. The rules are simple: suppress criminals to extract their stats, abilities, and talents,. Rejecting the prestige of the Gotei 13, Sora chooses a path others fear—Guarding Muken (The Central Great Underground Prison),. To others, it is a hellhole; to Sora, it is an endless buffet of experience points. • Suppress a corrupt Noble? Reward: Increase Spirit Body Strength and Reiatsu. • Chain up a Menos Grande? Reward: Hollow Power, High-Speed Regeneration, and Hierro,. • Catch the eye of Warden Shutara Senjumaru? Become the strongest "test subject" in Soul Society history,. From a fragile academy graduate to a monster capable of fusing Shinigami and Hollow powers, Sora rises through the ranks. While Aizen plots in the shadows, Sora stands in the light of the prison fires, grinning at the sinners before him. "Sōsuke, you must be a good person," he warns his friend, while personally crushing the skulls of his enemies. In a rotting world, Naraku Sora has only one creed: "Justice, add points!".

Queen Medusa: "Who are you?" Wu Tian: "My name is Wu Tian. I am the guardian spirit of the Serpent Clan's queens, generation after generation!" Queen Medusa: "Then how did you get in here?" Wu Tian: "Whoosh! Just like a skyrocketing firecracker, and here I am!" Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

No..no..no!... This shouldn't be happening to me, why did I receive the symptoms of this curse at this age!? Nyxar's twenty years old young man, who never wished for power in this apocalypse world, but life not goes always go as we wish time always has different plan. And such terrible plan was Nyxar's delayed awakening to curse evolution. The power he possessed was not a normal one not a op one but such a mystery Hybrid path, his core beast is Honey badger. ------------------------------------ After the nature's curse apocalypse, everything was destroyed and reborn, transforming into a hell for humans and a paradise for other creatures. The living beings, aided by the curse, underwent monstrous evolution and occupied the entire world. To protect themselves from these evolved creatures, people lived in large underground cities, creating settlements by excavating large caves and tunnels inside mountains. Then it happened: humans too gained the power of the curse, and with its help, they began to fight to reclaim their lost territory.

Omalga is ruled by Gods, Angels, Saints, and history written by the victorious. Then there is the Imp. A nameless killer whose existence threatens divinity itself, the Imp leaves ruin in his wake. Not because he wants to rule, but because the world refuses to let him exist quietly. As Gods maneuver for control, Saints hunt for redemption, and mortals chase ascension at any cost, the line between justice and atrocity collapses. Memories are altered. History fractures. Even death begins to lose meaning. This is not a story about heroes. It is a story about what happens when monsters refuse to stay buried. (Told through multiple perspectives, No Heaven for Monsters is a grimdark fantasy about power, faith, identity, and the lies that hold reality together.)

A recurring nightmare afflicted Khan's nights since the Second Impact. His dreams replayed the scenes of the crash of the Nak's spaceship, an alien race that the humans had defeated five hundred years ago. Khan's life had turned upside-down after the tragedy. His mother had died during the incident, and the Nak's toxic mana had infected him. His father had managed to save him, but they ended up losing their home and name in the process. The nightmares wouldn't let Khan forget about the Nak, so he decided to join the Global Army and learn to wield mana. He had to put an end to those dreams, even if that meant hunting down that alien race through the stars. ------------------------------------- Follow me on Twitter: https://twitter.com/EoCNovels Instagram: eocnovels Discord link: https://discord.gg/fNsPwXMP7P

Well, I really am in deep now. I was a hospital orderly once—now I’m some kind of undead creature, and they’ve even put a bounty on my head, no less! As if I didn’t have enough problems already, the mere thought of losing control over my own body is bad enough. So. The goal: understand what I’ve become. The task: survive. --- This is a translation! Raw: “Вампир. Эксперимент”

A crossover fanfiction merging Marvel, Wanted, John Wick, and more. After killing Sloan and destroying the Loom of Fate, Smith Doyle becomes the new leader of the Fraternity. Raised inside the organization, he wields a Dragon Ball Z Dokkan Battle System. With the Dragon Balls active in this world, Shenron's wishes will grant him 3 draw for Character Templete, Item and Partner From DB World. Support me at [email protected]/GoldenGaruda You'll get early access to over 50 chapters

Transmigrated into the Marvel Universe as the adopted cousin of Peter Parker, Ben grew up watching fate pull his new family toward tragedy. When a camping trip leads him to discover the dormant Omnitrix, an alien device capable of transforming him into powerful species from across the galaxy, Ben believes he’s finally found a way to change his destiny. But the Omnitrix won’t activate. Desperate to gain power before the Spider-Man origin plays out in blood, Ben takes a terrifying gamble—he eats the radioactive spider that had bit Peter. The result is monstrous… until the Omnitrix finally awakens. This is a Translation and edit of Raw : American Comics: The Matrix 美漫：骇客蜘蛛侠 more available at : [email protected]/goldengaruda

"Son, what's your plan after middle school?" Such a plan had never crossed Ryomen Sukuna's mind. What did he want in life? What kind of mark does he want to leave in this world? His father always asked him this question whenever he could, though Sukuna always never had an answer no matter how hard he tried. "How about heroics, son?" Oh, maybe there is one now. (No harem, only Mina Ashido the pinky queen) (Yes, Sukuna has jjk Sukuna's powers, it's all in one quirk) (no system) (Todo will be in the story, I'll probably get MHA: Vigilantes in here later)

Radeon. A cosmic emperor who devoured his own universe to cage an unknown blight, and now woke in the weak flesh of a nobody scribe. Will he live out a carefree life in this sect, with beautiful junior sisters on his arms? Of course not. In this anomalistic, backward, dissonant Samsara realm, Radeon had been given a chance. He carried a wealth of knowledge about combat, science, technology, occultism, and even magic. What was more, he already knew how to exploit weaknesses most men never saw. Let us witness how he builds the craziest foundation, trains godly disciples, and crushes those who work in shadows, as well as those who claim righteousness in the light. Will he finally learn the blight’s true nature? Will he be able to surpass his former self? “Don’t just sit there. Read.” [Author's Note: You can treat MC as both Transmigrator and Regressor for better reading experience.] [55,000+ Words before locked-in] [Cultivation] +[Eldritch] + [Middle Ages Era] [Warning: Contains violence and intimate contents on later chapters.] [System creation also on later chapters.] [Update Schedule: Guaranteed Two Chapters Daily.]

through a blasted warp miracle/curse. A lone Krieger is suddenly inside a strange chaos infested city. He will do what every faithful servant of the God-Emperor of mankind would do: Burn the heretic. Kill the mutant. Purge the unclean. AN: This takes place in the beginning of the seven days of blood, following the rise of Evilus. This is a possible one-shot, don't expect something ambitious Because I'm already busy with another fic sadly.

[100% ORIGINAL - HIGH-QUALITY] "I, the Last Senju, Will Tear Down the Leaf From Within!", My first B-rank mission was supposed to be routine. Instead, ROOT tried to fry my brain so the enemy could “finish me off.” Why? Because I’m the last heir of the Senju revivalist faction, the same one Hiruzen and Danzō erased in the last war. Now I’m trapped on a Genin team with a Hatake who lives for battle, a Hyūga who won’t stop watching me, and a sensei tied to the Hokage’s leash. Their job is to see me buried. Mine is to survive and prepare. War is coming. I’ll use it to rebuild from the ground up: Senju bloodline unlocked, elements fused and mastered, the Gates forced open, Sage arts claimed, and no ceiling left above me. I’ll charm allies, bury enemies, 'repopulate' a clan, and plan my revenge. Konoha thinks I’m some prey, but they’re dead wrong. >>> Want to read way ahead? Patreon has up to 70 advanced chapters -----> patreon.com/xebec7766 WARNINGS: * Amoral, power-hungry MC. Transmigrated. Harem with real plot impact, * Tsunade plus two OCs from Konoha’s great clans, others possible. * NO system, no stat screens, just raw Naruto-world powers and growth. * Expect a darker, politically heavy, butterfly-effect rewrite of the timeline. * Don’t expect canon accuracy with ages or chronology, or no fan inclusions. * High-quality English, heavy worldbuilding, logical and detailed plotting. [REMEMBER: This is 100% not a translation. Not low-tier and garbage 'writing', and definitely not robotic or AI-like in appearance.] Other titles I had in mind: "They Tried to Assassinate Me, But I Ended Up in Tsunade’s Tent Instead...", "Hiruzen, Retire Gracefully - Orochimaru Got My Vote for The Hokage!" - - - Posted only on this site and ScribbleHub.

Some are reincarnated as the shining, pure character known as the hero of the story. Others find themselves as secondary, unknown characters, carrying no weight in the flow of events. And then there are those who are reborn as villains… villains meant to be struck down, forming the very foundation of the hero’s growth. As for me? I was neither a hero, nor an ordinary villain. I was merely a cursed soul, reborn as an experiment within an organization that worships an unknown entity. Am I just a third-rate villain? … I wished it were so. Because the truth is far worse. I am the character who appeared in the very first scene of the game, even before the hero made his entrance. I am… the Vessel. Discord: https://discord.gg/jpYJpHdMmn

Argus believed he’d simply been reborn into a mundane world—armed with memories of his past life, he planned to quietly amass wealth and collect a few obedient, well-trained "pets." That illusion shattered the day he encountered a white-haired elder with mismatched eyes. In that moment, he realized the truth: he had transmigrated into the Harry Potter universe... and he was the last surviving bloodline of Gellert Grindelwald. For years, Argus lived in the shadows, silently maxing out every talent with the aid of a mysterious system. Now, the prodigy has stepped into the light. Animagus transformation? Child’s play for anyone with skill. Occlumency and Legilimency? Mastered to perfection. ... - Dumbledore: “I once thought Voldemort’s gifts were unparalleled... until I met someone who eclipses even him.” - Snape: “No one dares claim the title of Potions Master in Argus’s presence.” - Voldemort: “They call me the Dark Lord? Argus walks a darkness a thousand times deeper.” ... As Gellert Grindelwald’s chosen adopted son, Argus inherits his father’s unbreakable will. He is destined to rally the loyal Saints once more. His first act on the world stage? Delivering a speech from the towering walls of Nurmengard that will shake the wizarding world to its core... ... For (FREE) Advance Chapters, Join - [email protected]/Ren_Saga

A king without a throne. A kingdom ruled by something that should not exist. And a monster who has already paid the price for power. Seraphiel is cast from his castle without war, without revolt—without even an enemy he can name. In his place rises a king who does not rule by presence, but by acceptance. A crown worn by absence. A sovereignty no one can explain, yet everyone obeys. Stripped of title and shelter, Seraphiel is forced into exile as his kingdom continues without him, unchanged and uncaring. The Eye watches. It always has. Far from the throne, Seraphiel encounters Sol—a man marked long before Seraphiel was born, shaped by a curse that rewrote reality itself. Sol does not offer comfort or guidance. He offers understanding sharpened by cruelty. A lesson learned in Seriol, where suffering was permitted, observed, and—at times—admired. Under Sol’s looming prescence, Seraphiel learns that power does not always arrive as force. Sometimes it comes as endurance. Sometimes as complicity. Sometimes as the quiet decision to allow what should never be allowed. Above it all, the Eye looks down on the Kingless Kingdom with something like pity, mourning a cycle it will never interrupt. The Kingless Kingdom is a dark fantasy tragedy about dispossession, false sovereignty, and the slow realization that some evils persist not because they are imposed—but because they are endured. The throne is empty. The crown is worn. And the kingdom remains.

Dai Yao once wondered what would happen after traveling to the Douluo Continent. First, beat up the hypocritical Tang San and the scumbag Yu Xiaogang. But when he actually crossed over and arrived at the Douluo Continent, he became the fourth prince of the Star Luo Empire. What now? Failing in the fight for the throne would mean death. The age gap was too significant, and the hope of victory seemed slim. Fortunately, he still had a second martial spirit: a green lotus. (Not bowing to the Grandmaster, nor joining Shrek Academy.) Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

Reborn, Vector finds himself in the DC verse with the power of his dream, plus an extra ability. With the power to travel the omniverse, rewrite reality with but the snap of his finger, he could do it all... so what should he do?