adventure

"what shall a man do when fate -the morbid jester- turns its twisted humour upon oneself ?" Devoid of ambitions , love ,hope and the will to live , only an empty husk remains of Shy Naga. However in a cruel twist of fate , he finds himself in a whirlpool of chaos where ancient powers are at play. Mystic beings , ancient deities , parthegons and missionaries. As he tries to juggle between fate and destiny , Shy tries to find his place in this new chaos . In a world filled with mysteries , and untold horrors can Shy Naga achieve his goal

Zhen Yan was once a kind-hearted youth adopted into the Zhen Family, a quiet household in a forgotten village. He grew up believing he had found a home, until one night, everything was taken from him. The Zhen Family was annihilated without mercy. Men, women, children—none were spared. Zhen Yan survived, but only barely. From that night on, he abandoned kindness and began walking a path soaked in blood. Wearing a ghost mask and carrying a sword forged by his adoptive father, Zhen Yan becomes a wandering killer who fears no death, and seeks no fame. His only goal is to find the ones who ordered the massacre and make them pay, one by one. Along his journey, he uncovers secrets buried beneath the martial world—hidden organizations, powerful clans, and a truth he never expected. The deeper he digs, the closer he comes to the source of everything, the ones who ordered the massacre. When the truth is revealed, Zhen Yan makes a choice. He abandons the question of blood ties and embraces vengeance. With his own hands, he destroys the family that gave him life, paying blood with blood. Wounded and at the edge of death, he returns to the graves of the people who raised him. There, he gives his final words, holding the sword they gave him, and closes his eyes in peace. This is not a story of heroes or redemption. It is the story of a man who bloomed in darkness—and fell like a still blossom.

A man dies after a harsh, exhausting life… and then wakes up again. He is greeted by the Priestess of Worlds, who calmly tells him the impossible: he is being sent to paradise — a place where he can do anything he desires. He may build a world of his own. He may live peacefully with a family in a grand home. He may shape reality itself. Instead of comfort, the protagonist chooses creation. He builds a paradoxical paradise — a world that reflects both his wounds and his curiosity — and slowly, inevitably, he begins to change along with it. But soon, questions rise: Who created paradise in the first place? Why does it exist? And what purpose does such a perfect world serve? This story explores the nature of heaven, illusion, freedom, and the quiet conflicts hidden beneath perfection. Important note: This work was originally written in Russian. The author translated and adapted it into English. Content note: If you dislike philosophy, metaphors, or subtle sensuality woven into world-building, this story may not be for you.

If you think you know where this story is going because you've read 'Hunter' novels before... you're wrong. This isn't a story about leveling up. It's a story about realizing the ladder you're climbing is made of paper. Welcome to the Silence."

WARNING: CONTENT -FUTA ON MALE- A young doctor never thought that, by taking his Hippocratic oath, he would give his life to save a little girl who, while chasing a balloon, crossed the street without realizing that a truck was going to run her over. At the moment when his body flew out from the impact, it was as if his mind was freed and he no longer felt his body, all his life memories passed in an instant, and with a smile, he felt no regrets about dying. As an orphan, he spent his life studying and working to pay for his studies, he managed to graduate as a doctor and had planned to study a specialty. But fate would not give him the opportunity, without family or girlfriend, he left nothing behind but life insurance, which would fall to the orphanage that raised him and that he knows would be of great help. But when he thought that his mind would vanish forever, as an atheist, his firmness in not believing in gods or anything paranormal, hit him out of nowhere, telling him that he was wrong. Or rather, the blow was so real and on his buttocks, when he wanted to protest, he could only let out a cry. And he realized that he had been reborn. Now, he faces this new life, and with a family at last. He can feel the joy of living again. And to his surprise, this is a world of magic and swords. A fantasy world with a modern style. But something is wrong with this world! Women rule here and the few men are actually flowers and treasures that are sought and pursued by women. Who pamper and care for them as if a man would care for a woman! But the surprise doesn't end here! Follow my story of how a man has to show his manly worth and find his place in this world of women! WARNING!!! Please note that this is a story with futa on male, and male on female, R-18 novel. If the content is not to your liking, please do not read and do not report, you can contact my email with comments and criticisms with respect and cordiality. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- _______________________________________________________________________ Additional Tags - Male Protagonist, Harem, Love, Action, Romance, R18, Futa on Male, Beautiful Female Lead.

Eve stands at the edge of the world, where the foam of a billion seas whispers of greed and ruin. A voice — ancient and grating — has claimed her. Is it to save her, or to use her? Her waking hours are no longer her own. She will face true Rot. Tame true Fear. And in service to an entity that speaks through the gasps between wind and silence, she is mandated to save everyone—those who were her ancestors in a distant past, and those who will one day roam the distant future. As the boundary between dreams and nightmare dissolves, one question remains: when the world is saved...if it can be saved— will anything of Eve remain?

Lucien, an eleven-year-old British wizard who transmigrated from his previous life as a university student, attempts to board the Hogwarts Express by running through Platform Nine and Three-Quarters at King's Cross Station. Instead of arriving at the magical platform, he crashes into the barrier and is somehow transported to Atlanta, Georgia. Disoriented, he wakes up on a deserted street surrounded by walkers. Before he can process what's happened, a horde begins chasing him. In a desperate attempt to escape, he's saved at the last moment by Shane Walsh, a deputy sheriff from King County. ---------- ---------- I do not own Harry Potter, The Walking Dead or anything related to it. All rights belong to their respective owners, including J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros. Entertainment, and AMC Networks. Warnings: - AU - Zombies - Magic

THE ROZASINA CHRONICLES: THE CIPHER OF CREATION Beyond the veil of the known universe, 70 billion light-years from Earth, a civilization played god… and paid the price. In the Rozasina b12 galaxy, the blue-skinned Keratons have ascended to the peak of evolution. They caged their sun, Vitilinon, within a Dyson Sphere to fuel an empire of 975 trillion souls. But their utopia was forged in the fires of the Great Civil War a cataclysm that shattered 1,100 planets and silenced 1.4 quadrillion lives, leaving behind an empire of ash and iron. Now, on the frozen, toxic surface of a dead world in a conquered galaxy, a secret buried for 673 million years has been unearthed. The ancient tablets speak of the "Essence of Creation" four lost capsules with the terrifying power to ignite life in the void or tear the fabric of reality apart. High Commander Atrino, a scarred veteran of the old wars, receives a final directive from the Emperor. Commanding the Cosmic Lance, a warship the size of a country, he must lead the 39th Fleet into the uncharted darkness. The coordinates are set. The guarantee of return is zero. The race to control the power of genesis has begun before it unmakes the universe.

Every story has a hero. Cale Tenebris was never meant to be one. Born into powerful tennebris clan, yet denied the place within. He existed as a shadow, a reminder of what he could never be. But he refused to disappear. If the world wouldn’t give him a place, he would take it. If they wouldn't let him rise, he would drag them down with him. He would not bow. He would not break. If he couldn’t be the hero… he would become the monster they feared. ------------------------- “Wow. That’s an incredible backstory for a villain.” I flipped through the worn pages of an old book, my only functional eye open wide. “But where did this come from? It wasn’t here before.” I’d read this romance fantasy novel back in my childhood, and as far as I remembered, Cale Tenebris never had a backstory. “Did I grab the wrong book?” I tilted the cover to check the title. [Curse of the Crown] It was the same one. “Did I skip this chapter before?... Whatever.” I shrugged, turning the page again as I slowly lost consciousness. And then I died. ********* This is a fictional tale. The darkness within these pages belongs solely to imagination. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidence, or fate. Reader discretion advised.

Title: Reborn in the Apocalypse: The Sword That Demands a Price. When the world ended, Lin Chen died screaming. When he opened his eyes again, the apocalypse had not yet fully arrived — but the terror of his previous life remained carved into his soul. Cities would fall. Humanity would fracture. Power would decide who lived and who was erased. This time, he refused to die helplessly. Yet the force that answered him was not salvation. It was a sword bound by an unbreakable law. It grants no free strength. It offers no protection without cost. Every time its power is invoked, something must be paid — memories, senses, emotions, or pieces of the self that can never be recovered. In a world where survival demands brutality, each swing brings Lin Chen closer to life… and further from being human. As monsters evolve and survivors turn on one another, Lin Chen must choose carefully: How much of himself is he willing to lose to stay alive? And when the final price is demanded — will there be anything left to call himself human?

The human race fell under the wrath of the alien invaders. At the end, Michael, humanity's last Paragon, remained. Unwilling to let his kin be exterminated, he goes back in time to the year 4026. One week before the start of the alien invasion that marked the turning point in the war. Reborn in his young body with his memories intact, Michael will use the knowledge of his past life to his advantage. By mastering both cultivation and cybernetics, he will attain the power to protect his loved ones, with his ultimate goal being to raise humanity to galactic supremacy and triumph over the alien invaders once and for all! Discord - https://discord.gg/3evkMwNyZC

The noble young ladies are either extremely rude or have nothing but flowers in their heads. Even in an era when such stories were rampant, there were still people who taught them.

I was possessed as a villain in a Romance Fantasy novel. As a pathetic villain who abused rare summoning magic just to win the heroine's favor or to threaten people. A villain who, after causing such a ruckus, ends up dying a violent death at the hands of the male and female leads working together. To make matters worse, I was treated like an outcast at home, receiving nothing but persecution and contempt from my accomplished siblings. There was no need to think long about it. I immediately grabbed a few silver coins and made my escape. Heading toward the Helvid Northern Territory, where the Northern War was about to break out.

I was just a normal person an orphan living an ordinary life, stuck in a boring office job. Every day was the same: work, deadlines, fake smiles, and exhaustion. I had no grand dreams, only the wish for a quiet, carefree life. Then one night, everything ended. On my way home, while crossing a bridge, I saw a little girl I didn’t even know about to be hit by a speeding truck. I didn’t think. I rushed forward and pushed her away. The next moment, pain exploded. I was hit, thrown off the bridge and then there was darkness. Yeah. Truck-kun got me. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t dead but I was drowning in water. Cold water filled my mouth and lungs, and panic surged through me trying to swim. At the same time, I realized something was very wrong. My body was small like that of a five-year-old child. Just as my consciousness began to fade, someone grabbed me and dragged me out of the water. A middle-aged man had saved my life. When I finally caught my breath and looked around, my heart trembled. This place wasn’t Earth. There were no buildings, no roads, no cars. Only endless golden fields, whispering winds, lush forests, and towering green mountains. That’s when the truth became clear. I had transmigrated into another world. A cultivation world. But I didn’t awaken as a powerful warrior or a genius young master. I was reborn as the son of a spiritual farmer. Then, a strange voice echoed in my mind. “Grow crops. Harvest cultivation treasures. Cultivate and become Immortal.” I had obtained a Reward System. Every harvest granted me spiritual energy, skills, pills, artifacts, even cultivation techniques. While others fought and bled in dangerous realms for resources, I cultivated quietly through soil, sunlight, and hard work. But in a world where strength is law, could a farmer truly live peacefully? Would my tranquil fields remain untouched… Or would enemies come to reap what I had sown? When the time came, would I choose only the path of the farmer Or would I also take up the sword? This is my journey—from a burned-out office worker to an immortal spiritual farmer, cultivating not just crops… but power, wisdom, and fate itself. ---------------------- what you can expect : -> Clear story flow -> No braindead/stupid/low IQ MC -->Not a SINGLE -> No excessive side stories -> Max effort in writing to provide relaxation for readers not frustration -> You can expect beast pets, adventures and other things because MC is not a shut in NEET -> Display of the MC inventory at every harvest for ideal consumption of resources and tally them -> There will be standard rules of cultivation to avoid confusion when comparing MC to others -> You can check auxiliary chapters for the standards and rules, these chapters will be updated along with the story progression

After the war with Voldemort, Harry Potter was finally free—no more battles to fight, no prophecy to fulfill. For the first time, he chose to live for himself. Leaving behind the expectations of the magical world, he moved to America. But across the ocean, a new kind of destiny awaited him—one tied not to wands and wizards, but to gods and monsters from Greek mythology.

Detached by society, Avoiding socialism and detested to owe debts to others. Such were the firm principals of a twenty-one year old, Armin. Armin is a under-graduate student, suffering from Anti-social Personality Disorder. Since he know, Armin has never interacted much with anyone except his parents. He was a Background character, who's presence is so thin, that peoples will not bother his presence or sudden disappearance, like now. [Ding...] [SYSTEM INITIATION...] [Ding...] [Welcome! The Supreme Karma System is ready to serve you Host]