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This was the story of the Wannabe Webnovelist Team (aka WW) who slaved over writing for five years and did not receive a single reader, only to discover that the person responsible for the final edit and publishing in the Wannabe Webnovelist writing team never actually published anything. He had only uploaded everything to the drafts. Sit back and relax (or not) as you try to figure out which character has written which paragraph or chapter. Not to mention working out how many people are actually in this team - this may fluctuate. The WW team's rules in this novel are that once a chapter has been published, no one in the team can edit it. (NB: all the characters in this work are fictional and while any resemblance to real life people are not entirely coincidental - no insults are meant. This is a completely tongue in cheek, rubbish piece of nothing. Yes, you read that right. If you find this as nonsensical as the author(s), then 'high five!' You are on the right page.) Also, has this story really been discontinued? Wait and see... because if it really has been discontinued, we hope the readers enjoy being left hanging on the cliff edge - or just hanging, cos there's nothing wrong with just hanging about. Addit Oct 2023: WW is on a long break. Who knows if they'll ever get back together or come back (in fact, I doubt they will ever return - I think they've given up). Therefore, you will receive random short stories instead. This is now truly discontinuous nonsense. Enjoy. If you don't like one story, you can now switch to a different one via the contents page. Yay.

Jin grew up peacefully, with small modest dreams, unaware of the harsh truths of the world around him — until his life was turned completely upside down. He never once imagined that he would attract the spirit of a forgotten entity and gain the ability to use its power. Because of this power, he constantly finds himself in deadly battles against terrifying beings known as the Chaos creatures. Will Jin survive against those creatures… or will he become a corrupted entity even more terrifying than them?

In a world veiled in enigma. Ruled by distant gods and eldritch entities had its story set in stone. An ode began to form. It wasn't in the concept that flourish instantly. No, it is in the figure of a woman whose identity was that of an ordinary secretary working for an unincorporated company. Would you like to see a new perspective and begin to love the 'Original' once more? How far would you cross between the border of a canon and a fiction? "Lord of Mysteries: Goddess of Origin."

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

In the ever chaotic continent filled with blood-spillers, a lone man wander the lands with only a sword in hand. The mysterious swordsman wander as if lost, visiting various city and place. No one knows what he wants, what he search for, but make no mistake. That man is no ghoul. His eyes filled with life, brimming almost shining. For the resident, common people, and righteous martial artists, his presence bring them warmth. His easily approached demeanor was nothing but a grease for a pleasant evening that will come. And his knowledge about the sword would evoke a sense of amazement in any sword practitioner. However. For the wicked, for the blood-spillers, for the demon in disguise, he is a prophet. But only one prophecy came out for them. One future. One inevitability. And that is— —Death.

In a world where magic is a tool of commerce and power is inherited in bloodlines older than memory, an unnamed girl is found beneath a tree — four years old, half-destroyed, and alive in ways that should not be possible. She cannot die. No blade, no fire, no obliteration can hold her. What is consumed returns. What is erased reappears. She passes first through the hands of Billy, a merchant-turned-smuggler whose pragmatism curdles, over months, into something he never names but which the reader recognizes. He sells her to Simon — scion of one of the continent's seven great families, a man of precise intelligence and a body that is slowly losing its argument with time. Simon wants the Elixir of Eternal Life. He believes the girl holds its secret. Two years of trials yield only one certainty: she is not the answer to Simon's question. She is proof that the question was wrong. Her immortality is not a gift — it is continuance stripped of everything that makes continuance worth wanting. A body without a self. Life without a witness. Then Simon finds the ship. And everything changes.

What if the world became a survival game… and you were the weakest player? Bruce wakes to a nightmare — a frozen wasteland where endless snowstorms devour the sky, monstrous beasts roam without restraint, and civilization has long since collapsed into ruin. The warmth of the old world is gone. Cities lie buried beneath ice. Humanity stands on the brink of extinction. Every survivor begins the same way: With a single bonfire. In this merciless land, all resources must be gathered by hand. Every log of wood, every shard of stone, every scrap of food is earned through blood and frostbite. Monsters attack without warning. The night is colder than death. And beyond the flickering light of the fire… something far worse waits in the dark. But Bruce is different. While others struggle to survive, he awakens with a mysterious Camp System — a power that allows him to build, upgrade, and evolve his shelter without limits. What begins as a fragile flame in the snow may become a fortress. A sanctuary. Perhaps even the foundation of a new civilization. As ancient, corrupted entities awaken and the truth behind this frozen apocalypse slowly unfolds, Bruce must decide: Will he merely survive? Or will he conquer the Absolute Cold Era? In a world where winter reigns supreme… the fire has only just begun to burn.

“Life is a banquet, and I was the only one on the menu.” Kaizen’s world didn’t end with a bang. It ended with the sound of a rope tightening. After uncovering his mother’s affair with his own school bully—a betrayal that drove his father to suicide—Kaizen was left with nothing but mockery, poverty, and a hollow smile. Faith, family, dignity… all devoured long before his death. Then came the so-called Mercy of the Gods. Summoned alongside his classmates to another world by the Goddess Ishtar to stop a world-ending calamity, Kaizen is granted a “Holy Gift” like the others. While heroes receive legendary weapons and divine magic, Kaizen is humiliated once again with the lowest-ranked skill of all: [Gluttony]—a useless hunger in a land of monsters. A curse. A joke. A perfect sacrifice. That is what everyone believes. What neither the heroes nor the Goddess herself realizes is that Kaizen’s hunger is not for food. It is an absence—something that should not exist. A void that does not simply kill, but erases. In a world that expects him to die quietly, Kaizen begins to rise. Each step forward strips something away—from monsters, from heroes… and eventually from the Gods themselves. Ishtar wanted a Hero. Instead, she unleashed something far worse. A mistake that is learning how to eat.

In a world ruled by elemental kingdoms locked in endless conflict, Aydan, a young fire wielder, struggles under the weight of anger and loss. As rivalries grow and war begins to rise, he is forced to confront the brutal truth of power and the choices it demands. Daimon Pyros is a dark fantasy journey through hatred, vengeance, and the consequences that follow when flames are fueled by pain.

"When you think everything is going well, the world will flip you the middle finger." __ A successful author. After living an ideal life ... a loving family, amazing friends, a stable job, and a bestselling novel that made his name known across the world .. he suddenly finds himself reincarnated inside his own story, written by his very hands. And worst of all... inside the body of the weakest villain ... Frey. A third-rate villain doomed to die in the earliest chapters. A worthless scumbag with trash talent ... hated by every other character in the story, with no redemption in sight. But he refuses that fate. He rejects the entire world. This author doesn't need the cliché of a second chance — he already lived the life he always wanted. "Spare me the second chance nonsense. One chance was enough. I’m the one who created this world… and I’ll be the one to destroy it if I have to. I will return — to my world… my family… my life. No matter the cost." Driven by a burning desire to return home, Frey begins his journey through a merciless world, one where his fate has already been written by godlike beings. And as if the world hadn’t played enough cruel tricks on him, it granted him a strange system .. one that toyed with him endlessly. Complete knowledge of every event in the novel, and the ability to create any talent or power he wished. They seemed like overwhelming gifts... but were they truly? how far can he go… and what will become of the world he once created? ... ... discord: https://discord.gg/uNrXRgS3Xb

In the year 1484 of the Sea Circle Calendar, Sidilir Oran, a pirate from Piltover, set sail into uncharted waters. That day became a turning point for the world—because with his arrival, the seas would never be the same. From the Project Universe codenamed Jin-Shiki, to the Tyrant Universe known as Warhammer-Oz… from Piltover’s Hextech armor to Zaun’s alchemical elixirs… even a clone of Charlotte Linlin has appeared on these seas. Here, dreams shatter the walls between worlds. Valoran technology collides with Devil Fruits, forging miracles that defy reason. And as for Star Guardian Urgot… well, some creations can only be called bizarre. (One piece • Sailing • Valoran • League of Legends) ---------------------------- Unlock the next 30 chapters at p@treon

This story explores a mysterious world where ambition has a price, where loyalty is tested through strange rituals, and where some agreements are never written on paper. How far would someone go to reach the summit of power? And what happens when success demands more than anyone dares to admit? In a world ruled by secrets, influence, and unseen forces, you may discover that some deals are not sealed with signatures… but with something far more dangerous.

Arin was never unlucky—until he realized that surviving a normal day was his greatest fortune. Cursed with the worst luck in the entire multiverse, disasters followed Arin from the moment he was born. Collapsing schools, ruined companies, and shattered hopes became routine—yet he endured with logic, gratitude, and an unbreakable will. When a single bolt of lightning strikes him on a clear day, Arin’s life ends… only to begin again in the realm of gods. Due to a cosmic error, his soul arrives in heaven at the exact moment a divine seal closes, trapping him where no mortal was ever meant to exist. Unable to erase their mistake, the gods sentence Arin to an impossible fate: one year under the care of the Goddess of Time herself. Cold, absolute, and terrifying beyond comprehension, she has no desire to shelter a human—especially one whose very existence disrupts fate. With no power, no blessings, and luck that defies the universe itself, Arin must survive one year in a realm where even gods tread carefully… Because when eternity is watching, even one year can change everything.

[Eternal Life + Simple Cultivation + Life-Borrowing + No Female Lead + Character with Growth] [A reminder: If you enjoy mindless, fast-paced action, proceed with caution!!!] Gu Ming unexpectedly transmigrates to the cultivation world, starting with endless lifespan and awakening the talent of life-borrowing. If killed, he can randomly sacrifice his enemies or close relatives to revive himself, and randomly gain one of the sacrificed person's abilities. Joining a sect requires a cultivation license? Lacking talent requires paid cultivation? No, why don't I even have the qualification to pay for cultivation? Fine! You won't even let me cultivate, huh? I'll just have to endure it all. While others study to reach the Immortal Realm, Gu Ming will rely on his lifespan to reach the Immortal Realm. Kill me? Come on.

The sky broke once. Machines fell from the heavens, and the world changed forever. Now humanity survives among ruins, guilds, and monsters born from ancient dungeons. Sarah only wants to live her life. But the world refuses to leave her alone. Stronger than she should be. Faster than anyone else. And hiding a secret that even she doesn't understand. While shadows move behind the scenes and forgotten powers begin to stir, one truth slowly comes to light: Sarah was never meant to exist. And when the truth finally awakens… the world will face something far more terrifying than the enemies that came from the sky. A king without a crown.

Mark is a broke model-tier hunk trapped in a dead-end life—until he’s sucked into his favorite mafia novel, María. The catch? He’s a side character who dies in the first crossfire. Every. Single. Time. But the Author left him a gift: A System. Every time Mark dies a pathetic, cringe-worthy death, he wakes up with millions of dollars in his bank. From a lowly waiter to a Billionaire Boss, Mark is out to change the script. He’s not just saving the lead actress, María—he’s collecting every dangerous beauty in the underworld. Roll the dice. Get rich. Build the Harem.

In the unforgiving wilderness of a desolate continent, a young wolf is born into a world where the weak are prey and the strong are still prey. This harsh, primal forest is a place where survival is a relentless struggle, and every creature fights to claim their place in the brutal hierarchy of the food chain. From the moment it opens its eyes, the little wolf, named Kai Syaoran, understands the ruthless laws of nature. The little wolf begins to question what it means to be perfect and whether true perfection can ever be achieved without immortality. Driven by an insatiable desire for perfection and the elusive promise of eternity, Kai Syaoran embarks on a perilous journey to rise above all things .

In a world where every soul is born with the divine swirl, power is a curse. Unless you're born without it. Centuries of prophecy promised of a savior to come, A child without the mark to break the curse of the world. Alyss is that child. They never worshiped him. They never protected him. They never protected him. They killed him. Yet death refuses to claim him. Alyss is born again and again and again, In borrowed lives across fragmented timelines, Kingdoms crumbling, Monsters rising from broken reality, Old powers stirring beneath the earth. Every new life draws him deeper into a prophecy never fulfilled. Alyss has no say where he is born, No say whose life he claims, No say when he'll finally be at peace. Because he cannot be dead. As the world waits with bated breath for its savior to return, Alyss wants only one thing: He does not control where he wakes. He does not control whose life he takes. And he cannot stay dead. While the world waits for its lost messiah to return, Alyss searches for something else. The ones who killed him. He wants answers. He wants revenge. And when it is finally done. He wants to die. ***** Find me on: Discord - theforgotten68_63164 Reddit - u/Forgotten68 5 Chapters A Week This novel is simultaneously published on other novel sites under the name Alyss In Dreamland

In a city where monsters walk freely wearing human faces, the law often looks the other way. He was once an elite Para SF commando — trained to eliminate enemies of the nation. Now he lives under a different identity… a quiet “social worker.” But when night falls, his real work begins. Rapists. Human traffickers. Drug lords. The people the system fails to punish. They disappear. No arrests. No trials. No mercy. Because someone is hunting them. And their bodies never go to waste. Their organs enter the black market, funding a mission far bigger than revenge. But when a fearless girl named Rajni enters his life, the line between justice and damnation begins to blur. Is he a savior… or just another monster the city created? In a world of sinners, one man has become judge, jury… and executioner.