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Getting a Sugar Mommy in Cultivation World!!

[WPC DEC & JAN 2023 [Fantasy] WINNER!] -------------------- Discord link--https://discord.gg/9gxbPb6Gqb ------------------ In the middle of nowhere, where there was no beginning nor end, a voice echoed, shaking the space a little. “NO!!! This was not why I died; I have to go back. Fu—.” Noah, who was the god in a magical world, dies at the hand of a weak mage. It seemed everything was under his control, but he panicked when his plans seemed to have fallen apart because of the interference of an unknown entity. Reborn in the body of a 14-year-old boy, Noah cursed his fate; he was in a completely different world where Qi is used instead of magical power. Noah did not lose hope and used his trump card, and something weird happened with it too. He looked at the fairy in front of him looking back without any emotions on her face. She gave him a mountain of gold while claiming. “Here, take it all, because from now on, ‘I am your Sugar Mommy~!’” … Noah was speechless at her exclamation; his eyes resembled those of a dead person. ‘I, The Mage god feared by all, got a sugar mommy….’ ---------------------- Additional tags: Character Building, Smart MC does not care about the beauty of a woman. Killing, a new type of face-slapping (only used on special people), and fast-paced. ---------------------- Show your lovely support if you like the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! Golden Ticket! Gift is the best way to boost my motivation
Odayaka · 3.5m Views

The Shadow of Immortality

The sensation was fleeting yet sharp—a sudden and terrifying void where my past should have been. A beautiful face I once loved... now just grains of sand slipping through my fingers. All I had left was my name: Clark. This oblivion was nothing like sleep; it was drowning. I had just broken the surface, gasping for air. My head throbbed with a dull ache. I wore rusty armor, heavy and cold. I forced my eyes open to a small campsite—and the first thing I saw was him. A man. Something deep in my gut twisted with unease. He sat beside a faint fire, staring at the stars. A cold breeze rustled through the trees, but it couldn't mask the pungent smell hanging in the air: blood. Beside me lay a corpse—mutilated, unrecognizable. Friend or foe? I didn't know. The man glanced toward me. His voice was disturbingly calm: "Don't bother reaching for that sword. I didn't kill him. Found him like this with an empty bottle." Ignoring the dizziness, I pushed myself up, my hand still gripping the sword's hilt. My voice came out as a harsh rasp: "Who are you? What is this place?" He didn't even flinch: "Name's Jin. I woke up in a field of corpses. You were the only other thing still breathing. So I dragged you here." He paused, his cool demeanor cracking for a moment: "I was hoping you'd have answers. About me. About any of this." His words froze me: "What do you mean, 'about you'?" He looked down, weighed down by the words: "I don't know. I've lost... everything. All I have left is instinct. The need to survive. That's it." I hesitated, then slowly sat near the fire, keeping my distance: "I don't trust you. But... I'm in the same damned situation. I don't know who I am either." Enjoy reading it!
diodaa · 97.5k Views

Archer Unlimited

Steven Archer is thirty-seven, exhausted by life, and quietly convinced he’s missed every chance he ever had—until the day he awakens in a world ruled by Classes, Ranks, and a System that seems almost as baffled by him as he is by it. Dropped into a land of monsters, ruins, and ancient magic, Archer discovers he possesses a rare gift: a **System Inventory** capable of restoring any item he stores to pristine condition. It’s not flashy, but in a world built on scarcity and survival, it’s priceless. Armed with a Ranger Class that refuses to advance until he masters his skills, Archer begins carving out a place for himself—slowly, stubbornly, and with a quiet determination that surprises even him. Along the way he forms an unlikely trio of companions: **Vulkan**, a steel-hearted warrior with the temperament of a disgruntled bear; **Elenor Faeweaver**, a fire-obsessed mage with more raw power than restraint; and Archer himself, methodical, practical, and increasingly dangerous with a bow. Together they tackle a mysterious dungeon locked in a perpetual first-floor loop, each reset offering danger, experience, and the promise of deeper secrets. The fights grow harsher, the monsters stranger, and with each victory the System reveals a little more of what Archer *might* become—if he survives long enough to reach the dungeon’s heart. But the deeper Archer ventures, the clearer it becomes that the dungeon isn’t simply a challenge—it’s a crucible. One designed to test him, shape him, and perhaps unlock a power that goes far beyond anything a simple Ranger should wield. **Resourceful, grounded, and older than most heroes get to be, Steven Archer isn’t destined to save the world. He’s just determined to thrive in it. And sometimes, that’s exactly what changes everything.** ---
_Kerry_Fisher_ · 2k Views