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Argus Aethra dies powerless, watching his family fall to betrayal. He wakes as a child again — reborn into the same world, the same clan, and the same cruelty that once crushed him. Branded a useless half-blood and ignored by gods and kin alike, Argus survives not through talent, but observation. When a forbidden system awakens within him, offering growth through sacrifice and adaptation, he realizes this second life is not a gift — it’s a test. In a world where lost Ascension Routes and ancient gods shape fate from the shadows, Argus begins walking a path no one was meant to follow. One that learns. One that copies. And one that refuses to break.

A knight and heir of the supposed Dark Lord. His memories swept away, as he joins a heralded quest. |:| A veteran heroine. Blindly following destiny, yet again, to protect those she loves. |:| A teenage hybrid huntsman. Working with all sides, rewarded, while seeking one's own gain. |:| A right-hand to the same overlord father. Retrieving his brother, the knight, for praise or battling against him. ‎ |:| Their presumed fated outcomes hinge on the magical written prophecy. But perhaps, not all writing, especially sacred ones, hinges on truth -------------- (Published on Royal Road and Wattpad) https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/132202/fateless-questers-season-one https://www.wattpad.com/story/396718769-fateless-questers-season-one -------------- This story goes out to Enzo Amarado, A Chronicle Legend

He awakens at the bottom of an endless dungeon. No name. No memories. No way out. The only rule of this place is simple: ascend or disappear. Arthur possesses a cursed ability— every time his body is broken, it forcibly evolves. Shattered bones strengthen. Burning muscles harden. Pain is not a consequence. Pain is the mechanism. Each floor turns him into something less human. Each battle pushes his body beyond its limits. Soon, adventurers descend into the dungeon to hunt the anomaly growing within it. When mortals fail, divine-ranked beings take notice. And when even they are not enough… the gods intervene. But there is a cost. His body regenerates. His mind does not. As the dungeon becomes a battlefield between mortals and deities, Arthur continues to climb— not because he seeks power, but because stopping means erasure. He was not created to serve the gods. He was created to break them.

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Darius was dying. Amidst the smoking ruins of the Elysian Gardens, he stood alone, cornered by the relentless onslaught of the Five Fire Commanders and the infinite legions of the Dark Lux. His blue blood stained the earth, the light of his ancestral pendant flickered on the verge of extinction, and the holy blade—repelled by his vampiric nature—remained cold to his touch. The desperate screams of his lover, Elis, echoed through the carnage, a haunting melody to his impending defeat. But at the threshold of death, something ancient and primal stirred. The blood of the fallen—friend and foe alike—began to churn in a macabre vortex, igniting the forbidden Festival of Blood. The Beast within him finally broke its chains, seizing total control. As a cataclysmic surge of energy flooded his veins, Darius claimed the holy sword, binding it with his own cursed blood and reforging it into a shimmering weapon of absolute slaughter. His vengeance was swift. His retribution, total. In a blur of steel and shadow, the Five Fire Commanders—Seraphina, Arachne, Centurion, Aquila, and Scorpius—were decimated in mere heartbeats, swept away by a tidal wave of gore and the rending fury of his claws. Yet, his rage was not sated. Darius turned his wrath upon the Dark Lux legion, drowning them in a Tsunami Claw that left nothing but silence in its wake. But victory demanded a grim toll. Amongst the sea of corpses, the dark, guttural command of Azazel echoed in his mind: "Open the gate." As the spilled blood coalesced into a jagged, crimson portal, Darius—his soul now a hollow shell—stepped into the abyss, ignoring Elis's frantic pleas. He awoke on an island that looked like paradise: white sands, azure waters, and a sun that felt far too bright. His body was whole, his human form restored. But beneath the deceptive beauty of this silent world, a whisper greeted him: "Welcome to the Labyrinth of Death." One epic saga has ended, but a far more treacherous maze has only just begun.

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In a reality where the blood moon rises every New Year's Eve, sleep signifies death. Those chosen who fall asleep are dragged into the lunar plane, trapped in the endless expanse of the creature who had taken them. Ryven never wished to become a dreamer, someone who destroyed their kidnappers expanse, and roams the Lunar Plane during their dreams, while returning to earth when they awake, yet one fateful car crash seemed to change that. Waking up in Fear's expanse, he watches as fragments of his life materialize around him. His street, his school, his home. Yet everything was wrong. Very wrong. Fear didn't just feed upon him, but wore the face of everyone he loved. Forced into a battle against a creature that seemed almost unkillable by a teen like him, he does unforeseen. He accesses his own expanse, pulling out a weapon, and evening the odds.

When Lewis Thomas got delivered his dish of the Truck-Kun/Isekai experience, he was told he was going to Marvel. What he wasn't told, was that his journey would shape him into someone else -- Into something else. From the creator of Heir of Primordial Darkness and SSS-Triple Ranked Talent, comes a fanfiction like no other. Taking place in the Marvel multiverse, this action is adventurous, dark and antiheroic with nigh-villainous behavior. If Adam Blake is heroic and Void is evil, then Lewis will be something in the in-between. No one is ready for the emergence of this foe ---Not even the gods themselves! Watch as Lewis Blake climb to the peak of the business industry, master his powers, crown himself King of Mutants, gain ungodly level powers and make even the Gods and Celestials of the Marvelverse fear his name! And, when he's finished with Marvel, he may just head over to DC... ------------------------------------------------------------ Send Comments, let me know how you feel about the story. It keeps me motivated to writing more, thnx XD! P.S: Unusual Uploads. I work different jobs and go to university, so I update not so consistently. But it IS worth it in the end, I guarantee you XX! ------------------------------------------------------------ First Universe: Marvelverse Second Universe: TO BE DETERMINED....

Kagutsuchi is a country that emerged after the Divine Beast Invasion 60 years ago, when colossal creatures from another plane invaded the world. These creatures were called "Shinjuu" (Divine Beasts), categorized from Level 1 to 5, with Level 5 being the most devastating and practically immortal. After years of war, the Shinjuu's bodies began to crystallize and form objects known as "Core Stones" or Arcane Pyramids. These pyramids could be synchronized with mages and used to summon weapons, creatures, or armor, depending on the type of beast they came from.

!~~~WSA 2026~~~! "A teachable moment. The fragility of life doesn’t care what you want, only what you can do. SkillSense simply shows you the truth of yourself, of what you are, and what you can become. And the truth, little one, is rarely kind." ——————————————————— This is the story of one man's Ascension to godhood and beyond. Magnus Barlowe: Cult Leader? He'd wish it wasn't so. But when he plays an obscure game and is the first ever person to complete it, he's rewarded, or punished, with the most unexpected skill. In this world, skills are managed and recorded through technology known as SkillSense, and the people of the world place a hierarchy on those with skills. Meaning: The higher your skills, the more people respect you. But the skill Magnus just earned, SSS-Rank Cult Management, is not only two levels above the max S-Rank, but is also a restricted and mostly unknown skill to the world. What has the world got in store for this reluctant man? Will he deny his destiny, or jump into the path of being a cult leader and not look back? Follow Magnus along his journey through the occult in this tale of mysteries! ——————————————————— Author's Notes: As you may know, I'm also the author of Reborn with a Necromancer System, which has been a blast to write, Fractured Horizon, a slightly futuristic fantasy/sci-fi novel about mutated human monsters and psychics that battle them (currently on hiatus to focus on my other novels and my life). I also wrote My Undeath, a reincarnation novel set in a fantasy world. It wasn't my best work, but I loved writing the story, and I may get back to it one day. As long as you, my readers, are interested in this novel, I will continue to write it. Magnus's journey is capable of covering thousands of chapters across many years of his life. ——————————————————— Disclaimers/FAQ: 1. This story is set in a modern alternate Earth, where there is a technology that reads your best skills and reveals them to you. This is not a system novel, instead, the "system" is just a mathematical analysis of your skills that everyone has access to. But the MC is guided (not very gently sometimes) by the social media system known as SkillSphere occasionally. He is not a slave to it, but reluctantly follows it's suggestions for one reason or another. 2. There are no plans for a harem, or for multiple lovers over the course of the novel. The MC is a loyal, stick-to-one-person-at-a-time kind of guy. But don't worry, we won't suddenly see Magnus shift his entire personality just because he likes someone. He is who he is, and of course may change over a couple thousand chapters, but not in an instant. 3. This is not a cultivation novel, even if it has cult in its name. 4. Yes, the images and cover art in this novel are currently generated with A.I. This in no way impacts my writing, and if enough money is made from this novel, I plan to commission professional art for the title, characters, and some world building images. ——————————————————— Inspiration: The Steam game Cultist Simulator, was actually something of an inspiration for this novel. I played several dozens of hours, but always felt it needed something. I started working on a 3D alternate version of the video game to make it better, but it suddenly hit me that I could write a novel about a cult leader instead. I've watched and read several pieces of fiction with cults in them (quite difficult to find, honestly), and they usually grab my attention pretty well, and so here I am. ——————————————————— Support me, the Author: Please use coins/stones/golden tickets, or review my novel! And if you're feeling extra benevolent and want to help me turn writing into my full-time job so you can all read more from me, please share my novel or send me gifts with coins. Everything helps, and I can spend more time writing more chapters for you all to binge! If I were to win WSA 2026, you'd have me writing full-time for an entire year. Wish me luck!

Three Souls lay in one body, One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all. And He lost it all, tricked and manipulated from the time he was a child. The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world in his own universe. A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning. He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release. And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself. And the Third? The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead. He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, yet he manipulated space. His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body. His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos. His enemies were greater than one could count. His luck is worse than shit. And yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above. He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny. ---------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Introduction: After transmigrating into the Douluo Continent, I awakened Bai Ze as my martial soul, along with innate full soul power. I was then accepted as the personal disciple of a Golden Crocodile Douluo from the Spirit Hall. However, unlike battle-type beast martial souls such as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Bai Ze is an extremely rare support-type beast martial soul. As an auspicious divine beast, Bai Ze possesses the power to discern all mysteries, seeing through every disguise and illusion. Before my eyes, no secret can remain hidden. … Tang San: “Damn it! Why is his ability to see through illusions even stronger than my Purple Demon Eye?” Ning Rongrong: “Spiritual interference… future prediction… dispelling control… His support abilities are actually stronger than mine…” [Anti-Tang, Anti-Xiaogang, Multiple Female Leads (Two)] — Daily Updates X2 — For advance chapters: [email protected]/Thebeginning331

In a world ruled by immortal sects, divine laws, and heavenly bloodlines, reality itself can be bought, sold, and stolen. Sung Jin Ezio is the only one born outside that system. No cultivation body. No destiny. No place in fate. Thrown into the streets and forgotten by the heavens, Ezio becomes entangled with a forbidden system known as the Red Code — a hidden law that will one day allow reality itself to be traded, manipulated, and rewritten… Behind velvet curtains, shadow markets, and decadent sects like Casanova and Machiavelli, Ezio learns that power is not built with swords… It is built by owning what others believe. Kings fall through whispers. Wars are decided by information. Souls are bought like shares. While Heaven watches and six million fallen angels wait for someone to break the rules, Ezio begins walking a path no cultivator was ever meant to tread — a path where fate, love, power, and existence itself become assets in a growing shadow empire. This is not the story of a hero. This is the birth of a man who will gamble against Heaven itself.

After dying in a sudden accident, Joseph awakens reborn in a world of magic and nobility. Though born to two kind human parents, a mysterious System reveals that he carries sealed Ancient Dragon Blood and an unmatched fire affinity. As he grows stronger, Joseph uncovers the truth about his father—a former Imperial Fire Knight and fallen Grand Duke whose dragon-like power was sealed by fearful nobles. With magic, bloodlines, and imperial conspiracies shaping his fate, Joseph must rise beyond his limits and reclaim the power that was never meant to remain sealed.

[First Simulation: You Become Ning Rongrong’s Fiancé] [You possess the fate of the Heavenly Lone Star. Orphaned at birth, you are taken in by Ning Fengzhi and brought back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.] [At six years old, you awaken your martial souls: Sword and Wine Gourd. You are a twin–martial soul wielder with innate full soul power.] [At twelve years old, Ning Rongrong runs away from home.] [At fourteen, Ning Rongrong tells you she has fallen for someone else. You kill that person, thereby standing against the protagonist’s group.] [At twenty-six, you ascend to godhood—only to be besieged by the Asura God and the Sea God. You die…] “???” [Second Simulation: You Become the Fourth Prince of the Star Luo Empire] [Born into the imperial family, yet fated never to become emperor—because your martial soul is not the White Tiger, but the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.] “???” [You secretly cultivate and grow stronger through devouring. At merely twelve years old, you reach the Soul Emperor level.] [While preparing to leave on a journey, you encounter Zhu Zhuqing, who is being hunted down by Zhu Zhuyun.] [Lost amid her repeated cries of ‘big brother,’ you choose to help the pitiful little kitten.] [You take Zhu Zhuqing to find Dai Mubai, allowing her to clearly see what kind of person he truly is.] [Tang San believes you have stolen his friend’s woman and declares that you have committed a crime worthy of death. You make your move, severely injure Tang San, and then… are killed by Tang Hao.] “???” [Third Simulation…] Through simulation after simulation, Wang Li obtains an astonishing wealth of rewards. When the simulations finally end, he sets foot on the path of conquering the Douluo Continent. Wait—wasn’t this supposed to be just a simulation? Then why… have they all changed? — Daily Updates (X2) — For Advanced Chapters: [[email protected]/TheAbsoluteBeginning]

Arin was sentenced to a life of powerlessness. Diagnosed as utterly incapable of wielding magic in a world where colossal beasts threaten humanity’s extinction, he was branded a burden. But Arin refused to surrender to the concept of "talent." Armed with a deep understanding of anatomy and a persistence bordering on madness, he forged his own path. He turned his heartbeat into an engine and his breath into a weapon. In an Academy rife with aristocratic conspiracies and monsters hiding behind human faces, Arin is determined to prove a single truth. The strongest sword is not the one flowing with magic, but the one forged by sheer will. *This isn't a 'WN' about 'isekai,' 'reincarnation,' 'transmigration,' or 'regression.' The Sword's Breath is a novel that tells an original fantasy story set in another world, commonly called 'Native Isekai'. This WN is for those of you tired of the genres I mentioned earlier. *There's no "reincarnation" or "regression" that usually characterizes the overpowered protagonist in this novel. The protagonist struggles to become strong on his own. Even with every power gained, there are always consequences. This is a "Zero to Hero" story, but rest assured, the protagonist isn't unstable and naive like shounen protagonists. *There is no harem. The MC will only choose one Heroine.

Lin Qingmo transmigrated to Douluo Continent, accidentally bringing along his Douluo fan group from before his transmigration! He originally planned to complain and share his perilous daily life in the Douluo world with his group members—maybe copy a bit of their homework while he was at it and coast his way to victory in life. But who could have imagined that every online nickname in the group actually corresponded to the real person themselves? [Heavenly Snow Woman] — the Snow Empress! [The Pope Herself] — Bibi Dong! [Evil Soul Master Saintess] — Ma Xiaotao! Lin Qingmo complained indiscriminately about every living being on this “Love Continent.” What he didn’t know was that the true identities behind those nicknames had already “exploded.” Ma Xiaotao: “Me — the Saintess of the Holy Spirit Church? Is that for real?” Bibi Dong: “Heh, I’m crazy, cold-blooded, and ruthless? Interesting.” Gu Yuena: “I would actually like—” — Daily Updates X2 — For Early Access: [email protected]/Taichu372

In the world of Aethelgard, light is not a gift; it is private property. The chosen live in floating cities sustained by the vital essence of those who dwell below. For the rest of humanity, only the Abyss remains—a pit of shadows, monsters, and the mechanical refuse of a sky that no longer acknowledges them.Kaelen was an initiate of the prestigious Order of the Silver Edge, until he was betrayed. Used as a “sacrifice of balance” by his own oath-brother, he was cast into the depths of Erebus, where identity is supposed to disintegrate and flesh turns to dust.But Kaelen did not die. He found the Codex of Debt, a forbidden system that governs the laws of existence.In this system, power is not trained—it is negotiated. Every ability has a price: a memory, a sense, an emotion. Kaelen has ceased to be a cultivator and has become a Creditor. By absorbing a fragment of celestial light and corrupting it with the oblivion of the abyss, the first Eclipse was born—an anomaly the System cannot erase and that the Gods of Aethelgard have learned to fear.Now, from the metal slums of the Sump, Kaelen begins his ascent. He does not seek justice; he seeks collection. Manipulating crime lords, forging an army of orphans, and turning every betrayal into an asset, Kaelen has one clear goal.