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Hallwalker: My System Is A Fragment Of A Fallen God

WHEN HELL OPENS A DOOR IN YOUR FRIDGE, YOU EITHER RUN… OR WALK DOWN. #Violence #Gore #Mature Twenty-five years ago, cracks appeared across the world. Creatures came through them. Some people awakened powers. Most didn’t. The awakened became heroes, celebrities, protectors of humanity. Kabir was not one of them. He was thirty-five, drowning in debt, working whatever jobs he could find. His friends disappeared once power entered the world. His wife left with their son, choosing someone stronger—someone awakened. Kabir stayed behind. Then one night, at 1:03 AM, his refrigerator opened by itself. Inside wasn’t food. It was a staircase leading downward, glowing red, breathing like something alive. Kabir knew he shouldn’t go down. But when your life is already falling apart, fear doesn’t hold much weight. Hell didn’t give him awakening. It didn’t turn him into a hero. It marked him. Whatever waits below doesn’t offer power freely. Every gain comes with loss. Every fight takes something from him—strength, sanity, or pieces of who he used to be. While demons begin crossing into Earth and awakened elites start dying, Kabir finds himself caught between two worlds that both want to use him. He isn’t trying to save humanity. He isn’t chasing revenge. He just wants to survive. But Hell doesn’t let its chosen walk away clean. And the deeper Kabir goes, the more he realizes— some doors, once opened, don’t close.
CelestialWordsmith · 156 Views

I Can Only Cultivate In A Game

In a world transformed by the arrival of mana, Earth is no longer the domain of humanity alone. Magical beasts and three powerful humanoid species have claimed vast territories, forcing humanity into fortified cities protected by mana-infused barriers. The hope for survival lies with the awakened: those blessed with magical classes and the ability to wield mana. Victor Revenant, a hilarious and self-deprecating 16-year-old, has spent his life dreaming of joining their ranks. But on the day of his Awakening Test, his dreams are shattered. Like countless others, he fails to awaken, destined to remain ordinary in a world where mediocrity means irrelevance. Just as Victor hits rock bottom, his father gifts him a VRMMORPG game, Ascendant Realms: Cultivation Chronicles, as a consolation prize. The game promises an immersive cultivation experience, complete with mystical techniques, powerful bloodlines, and the journey to ascend to godhood. But when Victor logs in as his in-game persona, Fang Chen, he discovers something incredible: the cultivation techniques he learns in the game begin to manifest in the real world. Armed with the Primordial Chaos Constitution and the legendary Void Emperor Bloodline, Victor embarks on a dual journey—mastering the game’s cultivation system while using his newfound abilities to change his fate in the real world. What begins as an escape from his failures turns into a chance to rewrite his destiny. But Victor quickly learns that his unique ability may make him more than just an anomaly... it may make him a target...
TimVic · 1.8m Views

I'm Trying To Go Broke, So Why Do I Keep Getting Richer?!

Leo had a problem. Don't be like Leo! It wasn't that he was poor. It wasn't that he was unlucky. It was that he had been cursed, or blessed by the Accidental Tycoon System. The rules were deceptively simple. Any money he lost on an investment would be returned to him, doubled. His life's new mission was crystal clear. He had to go bankrupt. In a high-tech world of S-Rank Heroes, magic, and newly-contacted alien civilizations, this should have been the easiest thing to achieve in the galaxy. He just had to become the biggest, most spectacular loser the universe had ever seen. So, he tried. Oh, how he tried... He threw billions at publishing a dungeon guide written by a 10-year-old. The maps were in crayon, and it listed the final boss as a Big Grumpy Badger. [Breaking: New S-Rank dungeon called 'The Whispering Labyrinth' appears! All high-tech mapping drones fail. A lost F-Rank porter used the crayon guide... and it's 100% accurate. The final boss is a 50-foot divine badger. The Galactic Union has declared the guide a 'holy text' for exploration!] He bought the galaxy's most useless moon, planning to build a 'Museum of Paint'. [Alert: Ancient magical ley-lines discovered under the moon's surface! It's the only place in the universe that can safely grow the 'Star-Lotus,' the key ingredient for immortality!] To the Intergalactic Hero's Guild, the Magic Academies, and the Alien Federations, Leo was the god of investment whose every move was like 5D chess that ordinary people couldn't understand. Heroes would soar with his sponsorship. Alien emperors offered him their daughters' hands in marriage for a single 'tip'. But Leo just stared at his bank account, which now displayed his wealth that he couldn't use on himself, with tears streaming down his face. "Please," he cried, "I'm trying to fail! Why won't you just let me be poor?!"
CodeNexus · 617.4k Views

Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.

The Moon Goddess made a mistake— or maybe this was a curse just like everyone says it is. But I always knew deep down that I was never meant to be theirs. They belonged to her. To my twin sister, Chalice, who was sweet. Perfect. Worshipped by the entire pack… and pure venom behind closed doors. The three brothers— Zevran, Kael, and Caelum— hate me with a fire that burns hotter than the bond tying us together. And I know because I see it in their eyes… I feel it in the way their burning touch lingers a second too long. They despise me. Just like everyone else does. But they want me. And no matter how much I try to stay away, the mate bond keeps dragging me back into their world of heat, power, hatred and danger. Maybe, I should leave… I know. But fate plays a cruel game. And as truths unravel and secrets come to light, the triplets— the ones who once despised me— now see me for who I am. Now, they want me— unabashedly. But by the time they realize this, it is a little too late. I’ve been broken by them a little too much. And I am done being anyone’s pawn. ~*~ “We want you, Leilani… we always have. Always would. Please take this as our way of saying sorry. For everything, for not believing you… for letting our judgements be clouded by…” Caelum said softly, his voice trailing off, his breath warm and ticklish against my fingers that he brought up to his lips as his other hand found the warm spot between my thighs. My eyes snagged on his full lips— pink and inviting; But they’d been kissed by another. And I don’t do leftovers. I sighed exasperatedly, shaking my head to rid myself of this pitiful sight and clenching my legs together to force his hands out. He didn’t budge. “No.” I said sharply, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips creating sparks across my body. “I’m done. Go back to Chalice… she suits you more than I ever did.” Kael’s voice vibrated through my body as he pressed himself flush against me. His brothers Caelum and Zevran leaned in too, their lips on the shell of my ears, one’s fingers grazing over my taut nipple. “I’ll burn the world, Leilani,” he growled, his voice deep. Threatening. “I’ll burn the entire world, if that’s what it takes to win you back.” “Then I'd like to see you after the world’s been successfully burnt down. Maybe then we’ll have this conversation.” I answered, and with that, I pushed their hands away and leapt off the cupboard. And as I walked out of the kitchen, I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once. But I didn’t falter. I didn’t turn around. I was the monster they’d made. CONTENT WARNING: This book contains triggers and explicit scenes of abuse, Graphic violence and murder, explicit sexual activities, strong language and dark, obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised. ****
Ahvahh_ · 2.1m Views

SSS-Ranked Surgeon In Another World: The Healer Is Actually OP!

"Life and death are patients on my operating table." - Bruce Ackerman. **** Bruce Ackerman, an SSS-Ranked Surgeon and the No. 1 medical genius in the world, was transmigrated into another realm against his will… In this new game-like world, the Akashic Codex governed all. It was fair yet merciless, granting trials to the Awakened, rewarding achievements, and bestowing titles that could grant unimaginable power. Upon transmigrating, Bruce awakened an EX-Class: Godly Healer. But unlike ordinary Awakened who relied on repeating the same system-given skills, Bruce chose a different path. With the knowledge, traits, and discoveries of his past life, he refused to be bound by limitations. Why spam the same ability endlessly, when he could create new, overpowered skills - each one a masterpiece of surgical genius? --- 【You’ve created the SSS-Rank Skill: Restorative Detonation!】 【You’ve created the SSS-Rank Skill: Vitality Collapse!】 【You’ve created the SSS-Rank Skill: Mirrored Surgeon!】 【You’ve created the SSS-Rank Skill: Venom’s End!】 With each creation, Bruce Ackerman carved his legend deeper — a Godly Healer who refused the limits of the system. Armed with surgical genius and unrivaled power, Bruce set out on a path to dominate both life and death. "If Healing can restore, then healing can also destroy." .... #Healer #Weaktostrong #faceslapping #GeniusMC #Doctor #Overpowered #Bloodpumping #System #Game-likeWorld DISCORD https://discord.gg/fxuPGb78jk
Overinspired_Chef · 1.2m Views

Claimed by the vampire prince

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.
Blessing_Nwodo_16 · 321.2k Views