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Wondered if a cryptomining app would make you a Superhero..or villain? Damen Dark is an unfortunate orphan trapped in a cruel household, forced to endure the abuse of his uncle, his family, and a world that seems determined to break him. One ordinary day, he receives a mysterious link on his phone advertising a new app—DemCoin, a cryptocurrency mining program. Damen knows it’s probably a scam. But curiosity gets the better of him. At first, the app seems harmless. It “mines” coins by targeting living beings—stray animals… and people. With little expectation, Damen uses it as a private outlet for his bottled-up anger, siphoning coins from those who torment him: his family, his classmates, the bullies who rule the streets. It feels like justice. It feels good. But DemCoin is far more than a mining app. As Damen accumulates enough coins, hidden features unlock—features that allow him to target individuals and steal their powers. What begins as survival turns into temptation, and temptation into transformation. With every stolen ability, Damen grows stronger… and more dangerous. Now faced with unimaginable power, Damen must choose who he will become. Will he take revenge on a world that never showed him mercy, or rise as a hero to protect it? The truth lies somewhere in between. In a cruel twist of fate, Damen soon realizes the irony of power: the stronger he becomes, the greater the threats that hunt him. And worse still, DemCoin is not just a tool—it is a force, subtly guiding his path. Whether he knows it or not, the app isn’t shaping him into a savior. It is forging a supervillain. And Damen Dark may have no choice but to become exactly that.

What if you were rejected three times over—by your family, by society, and by the world itself? This is not a tale of vengeance, nor the story of a barbaric conqueror. It is the story of someone who possesses overwhelming power, yet wishes for nothing more than to be accepted and live as an ordinary human. Al is the true-born son of the noble Virellano family. But seventeen years ago… he was swapped at birth, abandoned at an orphanage, and forgotten by his own blood. Now, he has returned. Not as a guest. Not as an intruder. But as the real young master. The problem? That family… has grown to love the child who isn’t even theirs. Al doesn’t care. He’s not interested in fake affection, inheritance, or the family throne. All he wants is a normal life—an existence where he can finally be accepted, not as a terrifying creature, not as a monster, but as a human. But within his body lies a forgotten ancient energy. And the sealed living weapon he carries… is slowly awakening. This world is far from simple. Beneath the glittering lives of nobles lies a hidden system of energy, ancient races, and long-dead magic… waiting to rise again.

John died and woke up in DC. That's a good thing, right? One would expect to get a cheat or some kind of power, and then the usual: become a hero or villain, kick some ass, and get some girls. Well, not so much when you wake up in Kahndaq of all places as an expendable mine slave with no power or cheat. But one fateful day, on the brink of his death, John noticed an old staff lying on the ground within his reach. He heard a whisper... "Say my name." Follow John's journey as he suffers, fights back, and finally tries to find a balance in his unusual life with Harley Quinn & Maureen... Maybe some more along the way... [DC extended verse & crossover] > Dakotaverse (Static Shock) + TMNT YES, THIS IS HAREM --- [THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION] --- Cover picture found on Pinterest --- If you like my work, you can support me on>: www.patr eon.com/XcaliburXc [Read 20 advance chapters]  

Back in 1960s Hollywood, Connor Hauser woke up to find himself a wounded vet lying in a hospital bed. To continue being a soldier was impossible… Afterwards, he witnessed the rise of the New Wave of Hollywood, when America's entertainment industry began to dominate around the world and the Blockbuster were barely invented. The vortex of desire for money and power, the close relationship between Hollywood, Wall Street and Washington... Most importantly the 1960s was full of beauties and money! Follow the director/media mogul path, he will invest in Media, Theme Parks and Videogames.

Rei Nishimura only wanted to live an ordinary life except he was brought into the world upon realising his dream of being a sorcerer has a lot of things to understand and to deal with especially when everything is ruthless and cruel in contrast of what he had expected.

Rogers was just an ordinary office worker who loved the world of Warhammer 40,000. But his life changed when he died trying to save a child from an apartment fire. When he opened his eyes again, he was born into a fantasy world called Aurelia—a world full of magic, monsters, and ancient dungeons. At the same time, light emerged from his chest and a Space Marine Power Armor formed on his body. In this world of swords and sorcery, Rogers is something that has never been seen before. A Space Marine from another world. And his new legend has just begun. Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction inspired by Warhammer 40,000. Warhammer 40,000 and related terms such as Space Marines and other elements belong to Games Workshop. I do not own them. This story is created for entertainment purposes only and is not intended for commercial use. Author’s Note: English is not my first language. The original story is written in Indonesian, and I use AI tools to help translate it into English so that international readers can enjoy it. Thank you for your understanding.

Outside of the hut, the sound of rain was gently drumming, insects were chirping, somewhere near frogs were humming. Yet, under it all, there was a voice singing. Not in words, but in resonance with the life of the rainy night. The blue glow in Seven’s veins pulsed in and out with the melody. “Can you hear it? Mana calling out to you? I’ve never felt such joy and sadness mixed like this before. Its as if two lovers found each other after years of being apart, yet not being able to see who they loved in the other anymore . Tragic isn't it?” The winged child sat upon the windows sill, looking out into the rainy night. “I- I honestly don’t understand any of this. Before all of this, I was completing a mission. Gunfire, blood, death. All of that, seems so filthy now. I feel filthy…” Seven sat up, his mind wandering to the past, and comparing it to the present. “It’s not filthy, it’s just a different perspective. A different face on the same coin. Both worlds are yours. Both define you, neither are wrong.” The child looked at Seven, her eyes the same bright glowing blue as the pulse in Seven’s veins. Her hair was jet black with soft blue highlights lightly strewn in individual strands amongst the sea of black, like the night sky. ****This will only be up for a limited time. I'm building a reader/fan base to see how this will actually do.****

Transmigrated into the depths of Coruscant, a former software engineer finds himself bound to the Void Merchant System—a buggy, interdimensional interface that trades weapons from Halo, Mass Effect, and Warhammer 40K for cold, hard credits. There are no heroics here, only margins; the system punishes generosity with a "Charity Tax" and rewards "Actionable Outcomes"—even if that means selling out a contact for a 1,200-credit profit. In a galaxy consumed by the Clone Wars, Kade Varro chooses the only side that matters: his own bottom line. "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

THE ABYSS KNEELS TO ME [System Message: The Blood of the Sovereign has awakened.] In a world where the Heavens dictate your fate, Vaelor Morgat was born to be a shadow—a nameless student at the bottom of the Oksidium Academy's hierarchy. But the Heavens made a mistake. They forgot that the Abyss doesn't follow their laws. When the forbidden power of Dominion pulses through his veins, the world’s greatest terrors don't come to hunt him. They come to serve. "The World Serpent is stirring..." "The Leviathan has surfaced..." "The Legions of the Bone Kings are rising..." As the Imperial Army marches with forty thousand silver-clad soldiers to execute the "Abyss Traitor," they find the Academy transformed into a fortress of obsidian and death. Behind its gates stands Vaelor, flanked by a lethal Alchemist, a cold-blooded Ice Princess, and monsters that can swallow cities. The Empire wants his head. The Abyss wants a King. Vaelor is no longer playing by the rules of men. He is building a Kingdom where the light dares not tread. "You brought an army? I brought an Apocalypse."

Shu finished the final chapter of a hated apocalypse novel, only to wake up inside it hours later. In Zoxhia, dungeons open without warning, monsters flood the streets, and even the strongest heroes die miserable deaths. The only reason Shu has not joined them yet is a cheat no one else has ever seen: a Domain that can grow into an absolute safe zone. Armed with incomplete knowledge of the story, a dangerous system, and a world already heading for ruin, Shu has to survive, grow stronger, and change an ending where the demons win and everyone dies.

Dungeons may mean adventure for heroes… but someone still has to clean them up. Hope is an energetic and carefree young man who steps in after the heroes defeat the boss and claim their loot, repairing traps, resetting monsters, and treating all the chaos like a “normal workday.” However, one day this ordinary routine is shattered, and Hope finds himself thrown into gladiator arenas, fleeing through chaotic dungeons filled with strange monsters, traveling alongside odd allies, and facing missions that grow more dangerous with each step.

Genghis Khan conquered the world with fire and blood. His name shattered kingdoms, erased borders, and terrified continents. His empire stretched farther than any before it. Yet after his death, that vast dominion didn't stand as one. Brothers turned against brothers. Sons against uncles. The greatest empire in history fractured, piece by piece, until only its legend remained. A modern soldier opens his eyes on the frozen steppe, surrounded by blood, steel, and screaming horses. He has been reborn as Batu Khan, grandson of Genghis, heir to the western armies of the Mongol Empire. And he knows what awaits him. He knows the Mongols will reach Europe, then retreat. He knows the empire will tear itself apart over succession. He knows history will squander this unmatched momentum. He refuses that future. Armed with modern knowledge of warfare, logistics, and statecraft, Batu begins reshaping the western frontier. From tribal bloodshed to imperial ambition, from the steppes to the heart of Europe, he will carve a new destiny. Not as a loyal prince of a dying empire, but as the Great Khan of the West.

In a world where criminals roam free and justice fails, one man’s life was shattered beyond repair. His wife and daughter were murdered, leaving him with nothing but rage—and a mission. Now, he operates outside the law, capturing the guilty and putting their fate in the hands of the world. Through livestreams hidden in the darkest corners of the internet, viewers vote: live or die. seven minutes to decide a life, and every choice leaves a mark on the conscience of those who watch. The authorities are helpless, society is fascinated, and the line between right and wrong fades with every act of punishment. In the shadows of the city, one man’s vengeance exposes humanity’s darkest urges—and reveals what true justice really costs.

25-year-old Drexel MalFoy was an illegal underground wrestler, used to pain, blood, and surviving alone. He never expected betrayal to be what killed him. Beaten and thrown into a well to die, Drex should have stayed dead. Instead, he wakes forty years later in a ruined world he no longer recognizes. While he was frozen in a secret laboratory as a failed experiment, Earth was invaded by powerful women known as Feeders—predators who enslave men, build harems, and drain the life out of them. Cities collapsed. Nations disappeared. To fight back, a secret organization created something new: SLAYERS. They were neither soldiers nor heroes. They were hunters, built for the destruction of harems. Through forbidden experimentation, human bodies were fused with wolf DNA, creating hunters capable of shifting and entering the most dangerous parts of the ruined world—places now called Death Zones. Drex becomes one of them. Half man. Half beast. Sent into the ruins where Feeders rule and hunters rarely return, Drex hunts in places where most men would never survive. But the deeper he pushes into the Zones, the clearer one terrifying truth becomes: The Feeders were never the true rulers of this war. Something else is watching from the other side. And when it finally answers his violence... the war will move to a different realm. ~~~~~~~ A/N: Read the auxiliary note before proceeding to the first chapter. I clarified some things to people who might have questions about the book.

Jin Mian, an unemployed college graduate, died in a car accident and transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, becoming the grandson of Jin E, the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall. Orphaned and without any cheats, he survived quietly until the age of six, when his martial soul awakened and the system finally descended. His first reward was a god-level martial soul, Miris. After evolving into Radiant Miris, Jin Mian forged his own divine path, comprehended true light, and stepped onto the road of becoming the God of Light. As for Tang San? In this life, he exists for only one reason—to be completely crushed.

With only one hour left before the world ends, what can a person who has spent his entire life locked inside a small room possibly do… ? Fight! Not against fate—but against the only thing that ever trapped him there. Something that cannot be seen nor reasoned with. Only endured. And yet, even at the end of the world, nothing changes. Most people rush outside, chasing their final moments. But he, he doesn't. He stays. Alone. The story should have ended here. Instead, he finds himself at an empty cafe. Well… almost empty. Behind the counter, a barista polishes glasses as if the world isn’t about to disappear in forty minutes.

In a world where everyone can awaken, power is not decided by some rigid system. People choose their paths, shape their talents, and carve their own destiny as hunters. Or so everyone believes. Rean Icaran was supposed to awaken like everyone else. Instead, he failed. But failure wasn’t the end. Something else noticed him. Fate itself. Selected as a mysterious “Vessel,” Rean gains an ability no hunter should possess—the power to evolve and assimilate the talents of those he faces. Some survive the process. Others lose their power… or their lives. The power to evolve and Assimilate talents was unlike anything Rean had heard of. The ability strengths and evolves the abilities of his opponents before the Assimilation kicks in. With Assimilation Rean steals the evolved talents adding it to his ever expanding arsenal. While other hunters are bound to a single talent, Rean can stack abilities endlessly, growing stronger with every encounter. But this power comes with a purpose. A test. One day, Rean will be forced to enter the Gauntlet, a trial created by Fate itself. Only those deemed worthy can survive it. The question is simple: Is Rean meant to become the perfect vessel… or be discarded like all the others before him?

If one looked into a mirror, they'd find their reflection staring right back at them. But that wasn't the case for Damon. He woke up one night, only to find another face staring back at him. But that wasn't the worst case. The worst case was finding out you got transmigrated in a trashy third rate novel. Oh, and not to mention, the even trashier body he got transmigrated into. And a reminder, the world was doomed for destruction come a few years. What could possibly go wrong? Right?! ====== "It's like I was the one actually living it. I felt like I was Damon myself." "But that's not possible." "I am not Damon, I am...." "Wait... who am I?" –Damon.

Through transmigration, Naohara became one of the Supreme Beings and freely indulged in this hard-won life in another world. Watching Momonga locked in a battle of wits with thin air, Herohero shamelessly slacking off, Demiurge confidently claiming he had already grasped the thoughts of all three Supreme Beings, along with the many strange and eccentric Floor Guardians, Naohara felt that joy could be found everywhere. This is a fan translation of 纳萨力克的灾厄龙王 by 魂悠. Please support the original author if you can.