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Shackle The Witches

The Old World ended when humanity drilled too deep into the planet. By breaking the planet seal, the Domains from another dimension began to emerge. The Deep that destroys cities with a tsunami, the Shining that alters the skies, the Nightmare where terrible creatures rush out from; the chaos that makes every possibility happen at once, and the Abyss that erases everything that gets too close. The Domains connected with the people of Celestia, turning the girls into Witches. They became existences that could reshaped the world at the cost of going insane. In their rampage, they destroy the world and then began making a new one. In desperation, the last researchers of Ark-9 committed their last sin. They stole a soul from another world and then forced it into a new body to create the Chief. The Chief was made to suppress the Witches, to restore the world, and to be a weapon. The Chief was placed in a long sleep under a flooded city. Until finally the dying researchers awoke him for the mission, they have been preparing. The salvation of Celestia. “Fuck off.” Was what Aether said to all of them. “You bastards thought you could tear me from my world, and make me your obedient weapon?” Aether then laughed. “Those Witches you guys hate. I will not hunt them, chain them, force them, or use them as tools for your schemes. But instead, I will love them.” The Ark-9 Researchers erupted in rage. But he continued laughing without a care as their rage was music to his ears. “This is my script now.” The prison that held him shattered as their screams faded into silence. And he stepped into the new world with a smirk. “And I plan to make sure. No Witch escape my love.”
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One Piece- Master Of Devil Fruits

“Only Haki can stand above everything else.” This was the supreme creed of the Great Route’s gold-medal lecturer, “Hundred Beasts” Kaido, a truth worshipped by countless people. But Roy did not agree. “Then let me ask you this... If there were an ability user who could analyze and collect all Devil Fruit powers, and who was unaffected by Seastone or seawater… couldn’t he rely on Devil Fruits alone to reach the pinnacle of this sea?” To prove his belief, Roy took action. Many years later. The Red Line, the Holy Land Mary Geoise, was engulfed in raging flames. Above Pangaea Castle, the one responsible stood calmly in the sky. A pristine white Marine cloak fluttered violently in the wind. “Are you going to make an enemy of the world?” The World Nobles demanded. Roy only bared his teeth in a grin. “Wasn’t I already an enemy of the world?” He smiled. Those who followed him stepped forward from behind. The figures at the front caused the entire scene to fall into dead silence. Everyone recognized them. They were the terrifying powerhouses who had risen suddenly to fame across the seas in recent years. Among them were assassins, revolutionaries, pirates, merchants, doctors… Without exception, they were all top-tier ability users, and all belonged to the same organization. It was said that this organization had a mysterious leader, the most dangerous criminal on the seas today. And now, the truth was obvious. “Y-You are…” The new legend of the Marines. The most dangerous criminal on the sea. From the very beginning, the two had always been the same person. His name was... Roy·Amos.
DarkShadow95 · 33.6k Views

Return of the Yin-Yang Sovereign

He died a betrayed assassin. He woke up as the family disgrace. Yohan should be dead—a knife in his back, blood pooling beneath him, betrayed by the one person he trusted. Instead, he opens his eyes in a body that isn't his own. Mo Yohan. First grandson of the legendary Sword God. Weak. Powerless. A failure without a Mana Core in a world where cultivation is everything. His three younger brothers have already surpassed him. The servants mock him openly. Even his own grandfather has given up on him. After losing yet another duel to his youngest brother, he's been confined to his estate—a prisoner in his own home. But the soul now inhabiting this broken body is far from weak. In his past life, Yohan was feared. No one dared meet his eyes. And now, trapped in this frail shell, he's done being looked down upon. When servants whisper about his disgrace, he doesn't bow his head. When they laugh at his weakness, he doesn't walk away. He draws a sword and reminds them exactly who holds their lives in his hands. In a world of cultivation and martial arts, where power means everything and bloodline determines destiny, a ruthless assassin's soul must navigate the treacherous politics of a powerful clan—all while trapped in the body everyone has written off as worthless. The old Mo Yohan would have endured the humiliation in silence. The new one? He's just getting started. When a killer's mind meets a cultivator's world, weakness becomes a weapon—and mercy becomes the most dangerous mistake anyone can make. --- A reincarnation cultivation novel where second chances come with brutal lessons, family ties hide deadly rivalries, and the weakest link is about to break every chain that binds him.
UMMI · 2.3k Views

I Reincarnated in One Piece and Became The Strongest Logia Type

Others transmigrate into the world of One Piece blessed with a Prophet System—a cheat that guides every step. But Gern Reginald Sigmar arrives in a far crueler era: the Dark Ages of Rocks. The script? Long since shattered. A system? It never existed. The only path left to him is brutally simple—join the Navy and survive. After four grueling years of relentless struggle, he finally becomes a mere private, then even takes out a loan, risking everything to pull strings and force his way onto the battlefield of God Valley. Yet before they can even reach the central zone, he is crushed by overwhelming Haki again and again—his consciousness shattered no fewer than fifty times. When he opens his eyes for the final time, a mysterious fruit of unknown origin lies in his arms. Without hesitation, Gern makes his choice and bites into it. In that instant, space shatters. The atmosphere howls. His body transforms into the very source of devastation itself, and with a single motion, the air trembles as if the world were about to collapse. A Logia-type Devil Fruit—the Heaven-War Fruit! Gern stares in disbelief. “Huh? Aren’t these familiar effects supposed to belong to a Paramecia? How the hell is this classified as a Logia?!” From that moment on, Marine Headquarters gains something unprecedented—a humanoid natural disaster. And so, Gern declares his justice: “Get out of the way. I’m about to begin the execution of ‘Shaking’ justice!” In time, this becomes the creed of the man who will stand at the very peak as a Marshal: “If justice must rely on natural disasters to be reshaped… then let it begin today.” My justice is natural disaster.
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Eclipse of the WorldTree

Death was supposed to be the end. For Kael Noctyrr, it was only the beginning. Awakening in a world ruled by cultivation, magic, and ancient bloodlines, Kael carries fractured memories of another life—and an artifact that should not exist: the Eclipse Core, a relic born before light learned to oppose darkness. It grants him impossible power… at a cost the world itself seems eager to collect. Hunted as a heretic, feared as an abomination, Kael walks a path no one else dares tread—one that binds life to death, creation to annihilation. Each step forward draws him deeper into forbidden truths: the undead were once saviors, the gods are not eternal, and the World Tree—the axis of all realms—is dying. As empires rise and fall, Kael becomes both conqueror and guardian. He forges alliances that blur into love, love that sharpens into strategy, and strategy that demands sacrifice. Elves whisper his name in hatred. Dragons sense a coming eclipse. Demons kneel—or burn. And the heavens begin to watch. Yet the greatest mystery lies not in the world he is reshaping, but in himself. Why was he chosen? Why does the Eclipse Core respond to his soul? And why do the oldest beings call him a mistake? When gods fall and worlds tremble, Kael will uncover a truth buried beyond time itself—one that reveals he is neither hero nor villain, but the final variable in a cycle that has repeated since the birth of existence. In the end, only one question remains: When light and darkness are both consumed… what will remain of the world—and of the man who eclipsed it?
unwanted_Error · 1.6k Views

Summoner of The Celestial Order

Volca is a world inhabited by summoners. From the moment a child draws breath, their bodies carry a Blank Mark. Every man, woman, and child will grow a tether to their summons. House Aethel lies in the Central Continent, rising as a pillar to the Valiant Faction. The family built its fame and power on the unyielding values of strength and merit. Regius Aethel stands at the center of this power. Known as their heir, his late Summoning Ritual made him a target for his adversaries, yet the result of it shook the Noble World. Records classify him as a Sovereign Summoner bonded to an Elite Divine summon, marking him as a prodigy destined to lead his House to new heights. This record is a lie. The prestige title acts as a necessary shield, concealing a more terrifying reality. Regius serves as a vessel. Etched into his very soul are beings from beyond the stars—ancient and cosmic entities that the world cannot comprehend. A living star hums within his chest; a Grand Orrery acts as his Soul Palace. Regius walks on a razor's edge. He mist maintain a delicate balance between his mask and his duty to fight a corrupting force seeking to destroy his world. He must bleed, anguish, and suffer to determine the values that are most important to him. Failure carries a fatal consequence; if he fails even once, the consequence will be catastrophic. The pressure mounts as he must fight enemies that will threaten his loved ones. Enemies that strike at the anchors of his life, targeting the people he cares about to force the cracks in his mask to widen. Regius will face heavy choices. To protect his secret and see his loved ones suffer, or to expose it and watch the world turn against him. He needs to decide whether to let the stars shine peacefully in the sky or let them fall and burn the world to ash.
Eliotto · 4.2k Views

God of Technology: Creating the Internet in Another World

Ren thought getting sacrificed and becoming a holy spirit was rock bottom—until he discovered his divine wife, the Goddess of Magic, is completely broke on faith power. That means his remaining soul would completely disappear. Turns out magicians are the worst believers ever! Ren has a crazy idea: if magicians won't pray willingly, make them pray to access the internet. Starting with a simple magic forum, Ren introduces this fantasy world to the addictive power of online connectivity. Want Q&A sessions on spell theory? Pray first. Need to livestream your dragon research? That'll be one prayer, please. E-commerce shopping for rare magical components? Prayer required for checkout. The moment Ren becomes the God of Technology, this world's whole vibe goes haywire. What begins as a desperate faith-farming scheme spirals into something far bigger. Soon dragons are running delivery services, apprentices are binge-watching magical tutorials, and even gods are competing for subscriber counts. Magic cars cruise the streets, magic trains thunder across continents, and when apprentices start wielding magic ray guns against seasoned magicians, everyone realizes this world has changed forever. From a simple forum to consciousness uploading and biological immortality—when technology crashes into magic, the explosion reshapes reality itself. After all, why choose between science and magic when you can have both?
Cannon_Mrcat · 1m Views