weaktostrong

"In the frozen crucible of the Northern Plains, where luck is a blade and bloodlines conquer lands, a reincarnated surgeon awakens in the body of Ju Yang — heir to a strong bloodline going to be the future Giant Sun Immortal Venerable. Cursed with a congenital Yang Blockage yet blessed with an absurd luck and Venerable fate , he carves a new path of dominance, dual cultivation, and forbidden conquests. As ancient wills awaken and Yin-Yang harmonies ignite, a new glory rises from the ashes of fate — one seed, one woman, one tribe at a time. A dark, clinical Reverend Insanity fanfiction exploring luck, hedonism, and unbreakable bloodlines."

They say that 90 percent of the world's oceans have been unexplored, due to just how much floor there is to cover. Imagine a world where, instead of deep trenches of water, our oceans were filled with forests—endless forests—where the further you go, the stranger, and larger the creatures become. The air growing thicker, and heavier, with the stinging sharpness of ozone; trees that stretch into the stratosphere, or bottomless muddy quagmires that are so deep that the bodies claimed can never be discovered; deer the size of whales, or bigger still, with an anomalous number of legs; the oppressive daytime darkness, never ending, due to the boundless appetite of the trees. Who knows what untold methods of ravenous mutilation might be discovered in the great beyond; or what unfathomable treasures lurk just beyond the shadow's edge. We find ourselves marooned in little islands of flat plain in the midst of miles and endless miles of oppressive wooded wilderness. Do not let the sunlight fool you. There is nothing keeping the terrors of the depths from venturing into the light.

Summoned into a war between humans and demons, Eiden Cross is not hailed as a hero. He is tested. Found useless. And thrown to the front lines as expendable infantry. He dies within minutes. Then wakes up in the summoning chamber. Alive. Unchosen. Unblessed. With the memory of how he died. There is no system. No divine guide. No second-chance reward. Every death resets him to the day he was summoned. But the reset is not free. His thoughts slow. Sleep erodes. The battlefield shifts. And the enemy begins to adapt. As the Empire advances toward the Demon Castle and its promises of victory, Eiden realizes something far worse than dying— The war is not repeating. It is learning. And the more he survives, the more visible he becomes. In a campaign built on disposable soldiers and engineered triumphs, survival is not power. It is exposure. How many times can one man outlast the same battlefield— before the battlefield starts hunting him back?

A Soul from modern world drifted and found itself in body of Viserys Targaryen, whose body just after being killed by Khal Drogo who poured molten gold on his head was thrown far away from the camping Dothraki to feed angry animals in the wild. The new Viserys woke up, his head where wounds healed, but gold fused, looking very scary. He decided to go away first, as for revenge he has no thought about it, because Viserys was the reason for his own death. While running away, he stumbled upon a rock and fell down, but when he turned to look there was no rock but a grey rock with orange linings on it. "Dragon Egg?" Viserys muttered, as he recalled from the memories of previous owner of this body, where his sister was given gift of three fossil dragon eggs. He picked it up and started running away again. After running for a long time, he found a small pond with clean water hidden by dozens of lush trees. There he lit up a bonfire as night was approaching. He killed a fat rabbit, by aiming a sharp rock at it, the egg was put near the bonfire. Just as he was skinning the rabbit from the small Valiryan dagger hidden in his chest, the dragon egg cracked and a orange head peeked out. "Charizard?" Viserys dumbfounded said loudly. "Mwaaahh!!" Baby Charizard screamed cutely in response.

Saber Sovereign: The Low-Key Legend ​"I was the boy who washed your cars in the rain. Now, I am the man who owns the sky you fly in." ​Thirteen years ago, Carson McCain’s world was erased. His parents were killed, his inheritance was stolen by his own blood, and he was abandoned in the neon-soaked gutters of New Seattle. For years, he survived on scraps, his only hope being a girl who eventually traded his heart for a piece of cheap jewelry and the favor of a gang lord. ​But the world didn't know that the "Ghost-Washer" of 4th Street was the only disciple of a hidden Primordial. ​Five years in the void. Five years of blood, fire, and the agonizing refinement of the Saber-Qi. ​Now, Carson is back. He isn't just a Level 14 Celestial Sovereign with power that can slice through dimensions; he is the shadow owner of the world’s largest conglomerates. He doesn't want an apology. He doesn't want his money back. ​He wants the Solaris Hegemony to tremble when he unsheathes his blade. ​"The world is a whetstone. And I am finally sharp."

Markil a poor boy who is studied in the college for the sake of his family. One day, Markil ask his mother for leaving the college, But his mother doesn't accepted, He ran off from house with anger, started thinking about his life on a railway track without noticing that he was on a railway track. A train smashes the boy with brutal force, and the boy was dead. But the story did not end there.Markil open his eyes in a new world,Where magic was ordinary thing to use, it was a world were Humans, Orcs/Goblins, Halflings/Hobbits, Gnomes, Trolls, Giants, Fairies/Fae live together. Not knowing of this world Markil begins his journey. He explorers dungeons and was able learn every magic very easily in a small period time. Along the way, Markil made many friends in this new world.

A month-long live stream turned his life into entertainment for the world. Arav was just an ordinary young man chasing his dreams when he met **Aisha Khurana**—a cold, powerful CEO from an elite family of the Rising Sun Empire. What began as a simple friendship slowly turned into something deeper… until the truth shattered everything. Their entire relationship had been part of a scripted social experiment. Watched. Judged. Broadcast. Humiliated before millions, Arav walks away with a broken heart—and a burning resolve. If the world respects only power… then he will build power. From zero, he begins again—founding an AI company, sharpening his skills, and vowing to rise high enough that no one can ever treat him as a pawn again. But fate isn’t done with them. Aisha carries a secret she cannot undo. A forgotten night. A child that ties their destinies together. Three years. One promise. Two hearts separated by pride, ambition, and unfinished love. When they meet again, will it be revenge… or the beginning of a love strong enough to rebuild everything? In a world of empires, ambition, and second chances— some stories don’t end with heartbreak. They begin there.

San Qi was the firstborn heir of the Mystic Wolves Clan—destined to rule, feared by enemies, revered by his people. Then he began to rot. For five years, his strength faded. His wolf fell silent. His throne slipped from his grasp. Behind closed doors, his younger brother rose in his place… sharing a bed with San Qi’s fiancée while feeding him poison drop by drop. Betrayed. Broken. Left to die. But death rejected him. Through forbidden Black Wolf magic, San Qi tears his ruined body apart and reforges it—awakening two ancient spirit wolves, forging a second heart, and walking a path outlawed by history itself. Now reborn as something no clan has seen before, San Qi returns from the shadows—not as a dying prince, but as a living nightmare. His brother will fall. The throne will burn.

Zekai is twenty-two and has already decided that life is meaningless. He has no job, no ambition, and no interest in the future. While others chase purpose, he watches from the sidelines, convinced that the world runs on illusions people are too afraid to question. Then his grandfather dies during a circus performance. The death is ruled an accident. The silence afterward is not. Something is left behind—something old, something deliberate. From that moment, Zekai begins to notice what others cannot: patterns beneath coincidence, intent behind tragedy, and a presence that seems amused by his existence. The city changes around him. Crimes grow stranger. People disappear without explanation. Whispers spread of a figure who appears in moments of fear—part savior, part nightmare. Zekai does not seek to become anything. He only reacts. Yet the more he intervenes, the more the world pushes back. Every choice carries consequences he cannot escape. Every step forward reveals another layer of truth he was never meant to see. Some paths offer power. Some demand sacrifice. Some do not allow turning back. As Zekai is pulled deeper into a hidden side of the city—where justice, guilt, desire, and fate collide—he is forced to confront a question no one can answer for him: Is freedom something you choose… or something taken from you the moment you play along? Because this story is not about destiny fulfilled. It is about what remains when the final number is reached— 22.

For five thousand years, Earth was protected. Not by science. Not by luck. But by a seal placed by Heaven itself. Then one day, a voice entered every mind on the planet. “I am Shangdi.” The Creator of the oldest heavens has returned… and delivered humanity’s final verdict: Earth will no longer be protected. As the sky tears open and Shangdi’s giant servants descend, the apocalypse begins. But before extinction can fall, the impossible happens— Gates of light erupt from Earth. Ancient myths, forgotten gods, and legendary beings step out of history, declaring war against Heaven itself. And in the middle of it all stands one man: Zheng Wen Te. A broken fifty-year-old failure… chosen as Shangdi’s last prophet. With Earth’s guardians sealed away for eternity and the Trial of survival unleashed upon mankind, Zheng must awaken a path of cultivation beyond myth… Or watch the world restart once again. Because this is not the end. This is Earth’s final cycle.

Sold by her father to their greatest enemy, Princess Seraphina Valewyn was never meant to survive Varkholme. She was meant to stall a war. What no one knew was that she wasn’t fragile. She was sealed. Beneath her skin sleeps Esterblood — an ancient elemental power strong enough to bind gods and break kingdoms. For years, her father suppressed it, using her as a political pawn while favoring the heir. Now she belongs to Darian Varkholme — the ruthless Lycan King who sacrificed his ability to have heirs in exchange for unstoppable power. He swore he would never love. He swore he would kill her father under the rare Blood Moon in two years. But when an assassin strikes and Seraphina’s power erupts, the impossible happens. The mate bond snaps. And it doesn’t just bind them — it fractures the seal beneath Varkholme’s fortress. Now an ancient entity is awakening. The council questions her loyalty. Her father demands betrayal. Her brother wants to claim what he believes is his. And Darian? He says he hates her. Yet he marked her. Under the Blood Moon, kingdoms will fall. And Seraphina will have to decide— Destroy the man she’s bound to… Or become the Queen no one sealed tightly enough.

Wish thought that if she ever got a second chance at life, she would at least wake up in a better story. A spoiled princess. A doomed villainess on the path to redemption. A heroine adored by powerful husbands. Anything would have been fine. That's how stories were supposed to work. Instead, fate—and whatever twisted cosmic editor writes destinies—casts her in the one role she should never have been reborn into: the fat, ugly, unwanted maiden chosen for sacrifice. She awakens in a body mocked by her tribe, pitied by her parents, and avoided by every man. In a world where beast forms define worth, hers is a joke—a puff-fluff fox, a useless cotton cloud that couldn't frighten a butterfly. Worse still, she is the doomed extra whose sole purpose was to die during the Mating Moon Ritual—her death the trigger that allowed the real female lead, a beautiful, weak princess, to earn the devotion of the four almighty beast deities. The Wind Deity—hot-headed, wild, and dangerously unpredictable. The Solar Deity—arrogant, playful, and impossibly radiant. The Sky Deity—silent, calm, and shrouded in mystery. The Night Deity—cold, calculating, and merciless. Except Wish doesn't die. And her survival breaks everything. The plot stutters. Events twist. Characters act wrong. The world itself seems to notice her refusal to disappear—and begins trying to correct the mistake. Now hunted by fate and trapped in a society where beauty is worshipped, mating marks define destiny, and the weak are meant to be sacrificed, Wish is given one impossible condition for survival: She must derail the story completely. The only way to do that is to draw the attention of the four beings the world revolves around—creatures meant to be untouchable, distant, and divine. One is bound to her by a ritual that should have killed her. One meets her with hostility instead of fate. One sees her existence as a threat that must be erased. One should be incapable of feeling anything at all. They were never meant to notice her. The story was never meant to let her live. So how is she supposed to survive a world that measures worth by beauty and power, when she is fat, unwanted, powerless—and armed with nothing but a useless fluffy fox? Can she break the story that wants her dead? Or will she die exactly as the plot demands?

In a world torn apart by the undead, survival is no longer about just staying alive. It’s about who you’re willing to trust, what you’re willing to give up, and how far you’ll go to feel something human again. Iyisha Clarke, a young doctor with more instinct than experience, crosses paths with Malcolm Briggs, a former Navy SEAL carrying wounds deeper than just the physical. They didn’t plan to travel together, much less depend on each other. But between dodging zombies, stolen kisses, and broken boundaries, their connection becomes harder to ignore. Supplies are scarce, safe zones are shady, and sex in a zombie apocalyptic world is messier than it sounds. Some people are trying to rebuild. Others are just trying to breathe. And somewhere between a dying government and whispered hope, Iyisha and Malcolm might find more than just survival. They might find a reason to live. P.S. Though romance, the romance is slow burn so please be warned. First chapters are survival.

I used to believe my life was simple. I was a noble’s son leading a sheltered, comfortable and carefree life. My days were spent studying, laughing, and living without fear, never once imagining how easily everything could be taken away. On the night of my sixteenth birthday, that illusion shattered. In a single night, my world collapsed, and I was forced to flee with nothing but grief, a loyal steward, and my family’s hidden artifact - an ancient book known as Mystical Reality. That was when I learned how cruel and dangerous this world truly is. If I wanted to survive… if I wanted to avenge my family… then I had to become stronger. When the artifact(ancient book) finally responded to me, my life began to change. But what I didn’t realize then was that my fate had already been set in motion, entangled with something far greater and far more unimaginable than I could ever have foreseen.. ------------ More about the book/characters: Main Character: Arthur Reyes is a kind hearted, innocent, rich noble(only in first chapter but still), goes from weak to strong and linked with the mysterious artifact called Mystical Reality. Female lead: Aelira Valenor is a strong and wealthy scholar from another nation who enters the story in the later arcs. Steward: Charlie, one of the main characters in the story- a loyal, devoted steward who always stays beside Arthur. Abilities: There are so many different and unique types of abilities possessed by people called Controllers. Cultivation: Obviously, that is how they gets stronger. Romance: yes, but a slow one after the female lead enters the story. PS: JUST READ IT!!

She was born of moonlight. He was forged to protect her... In the Lycan city of Vargorath, Lara’s life changes forever when Thornak, the Lycan King, discovers her fighting off rogues in his forest. She is his fated mate, but she doesn’t feel the bond, for she has no wolf… As ancient forces awaken and a dark sorcerer rises, whispers of a forgotten bloodline begin to stir. Lara is the lost heir of the Moonguard, bearer of the moonfire, and bound by blood to the Starborn king. The fate of the realms rests in her hands. She is more than she knows.

I’d been reading a Webnovel called The Dance of Power. It wasn’t a blockbuster hit, but it had a devoted fanbase — and the worldbuilding was interesting enough to keep me hooked. Flawed, sure, but filled with potential. Its biggest draw was its gimmick: An interactive system that lets readers submit their own character sheets to be added to the story. Naturally, I made one. Naturally… it got rejected. “Not unique enough.” “Doesn’t fit the plot.” “Try again next event.” I shrugged it off. It was just a character, after all. At least, until I opened my eyes — and found myself inside the world of The Dance of Power, inhabiting the very same character the author had turned down. A character who wasn’t meant to exist. A character with no place in the story. A flaw in the narrative. And in a universe built on power, politics, and brutal hierarchy… Being a mistake is the most dangerous thing you can be.

Lan Qingyun transmigrated into a cultivation world and waited a hundred years for a system. It never came. With average talent and sheer persistence, he became Sect Master of the declining Azure Wind Sect — once Top Five, now reduced to a broken spirit vein, a dying master, and fifty mediocre disciples. When the sect is attacked and pushed to the brink of collapse, the system finally activates. No beginner reward. No easy path. Only one task: Restore the sect to Top Five within twenty years — or lose the system forever. To survive, Lan Qingyun must rebuild from nothing: recruit a thousand members, raise powerful disciples, gather vast wealth, and withstand rival sects eager to crush them. A century late or not— This time, he’s not waiting for destiny. He’s taking it.

In a world where magic is everything, the protagonist was born with all he could ever wish for. But it was all taken from him. What followed was a journey through darkness, revenge, cruelty, and relentless torture—one that reshaped his destiny and altered the course of his fate forever.

A black poison with a blue tint swayed before my eyes. My brother, with a gentle smile, softly spoke. “Drink it now, Luka.” When I opened my eyes, I became an extra character destined to die at the hands of my brother. To make matters worse, I can’t even use magic and I’m universally disliked? First, let’s regain my strength.

Klaus was never meant to matter. A nameless slave, knew nothing, dragged into a war of monsters and Keepers simply because survival leaves him no choice. Then destiny changed, Klaus received more than freedom—a name, and a mess. It is the story of a boy who was dragged into someone else’s war—and decided to survive it, no matter the cost. Note: I added 14 auxiliary chapters. This involves an important event, not only for Klaus, and where everything started.