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Deep within the darkest floor of the Dungeon in Asterra continent, a weak mindless creature suddenly awakened. A tiny, weak, nameless slime gained something that no ceature in this world should ever possess: a system, memory, anger, and the ability to evolve. After devouring monsters one by one, the slime begins a ruthless climb toward power. From dissolving goblins in silence to hunting terrifying predators far above its rank, the Dungeon’s lowest creature becomes its most dangerous threat. Skills, mana cores, traits, and abilities, everything becomes fuel for its evolution. And as the slime grows, ancient secrets buried in the world and the divine war stir awake. Because this was no ordinary monster. This slime was never meant to exist. And when it evolves into its peak forms, entire world will fear the creature that crawled from the bottom floor. --- What you can expect from this story (Or at least what I'm trying to write): 1. A ruthless underdog power fantasy with slow, satisfying progression with clear milestones. The MC is not transmigrated human it should be pretty interesting. 2. Dark and gritty Dungeon atmosphere with dangerous ecosystem of various monsters, and environtment. 3. Evolution & System Progression. There will be skill leveling, trait acquisition, and evolutions. Unique new abilities gained from consuming monsters. Multiple evolution paths that affect the plot. Read a few chapters. I hope you will like it. :)

Sacred treasures are bestowed upon men, scattered all around the world and through the ages. It has such power that can be used to protect, build, or destroy. Crown prince, Evan Shawn Siegmund at the age of 24, is now ascending the Royal throne. The handsome angelic-looking rebellious prince will be taking over the strong empire that was built by his Father William Lance Seigmund. This is the story of a Prince of assassins who became a Strong Capable Ruler

For centuries, humanity looked into the sky, dreaming to walk amongst them. However, when first contact with an alien species goes horribly wrong, humanity is faced with an impossible set of choices... Remain Silent & Obedient... or Torch the Heavens they so wished to walk...

After a near-fatal accident, a strange fracture appears inside a 17 year old boy of a shard of Purity, the source of all power in the world. Aetherions are born with fixed purity levels. He wasn’t. His Purity is broken. Unstable. Impossible. Now, shadowy Orders hunt him, ancient rituals stir, and the veil protecting the world begins to tear. To survive, he must learn what this corrupted power inside him truly is and why it should not exist. In a world ruled by strength, secrets, and blood-bound levels, he steps onto a path no one was meant to walk. The path of a fractured Aetherion.

150 years after the Great War that tore the peace treaty between the Five Great Families, the lands of Kama remain fractured and tense. The war left deep scars—generations of loss, bloodshed, and unresolved secrets buried beneath layers of royal deception. In the heart of Ankh, a kingdom known for its ancestral traditions and unexpected miracles, Teleu becomes a fugitive overnight. Betrayed by his uncle—who hungers for the throne and will stop at nothing to ensure his own rise—Teleu becomes the target of a deadly assassination plot. Forced to flee his homeland, Teleu’s path takes him deep into the forests near the Gold Land, where destiny waits. There, amidst danger and survival, he crosses paths with Rel, a strong-willed and sharp-tongued princess of the Gold Land, who is herself fighting to protect her younger brother from shadowy forces threatening her kingdom. As Teleu and Rel forge an unlikely alliance, both find themselves caught in a web of political intrigue, personal vendettas, and ancient family rivalries. Across kingdoms, secret letters pass between traitors and loyalists. Ambitions fester in palace halls. And in the distance, a storm of conflict gathers.

On the very eve of the Prequel trilogy (Episode I), amidst Darth Plagueis' most audacious experiment, the chaotic power of the Great Force intervenes. The soul of Darth Revan, legendary Master of both the Light and Dark sides, is violently ripped from death and transplanted into the body of a test subject. Reborn into a galaxy he barely recognizes, Revan must immediately confront the bitter truth: his ancient enemies, the Jedi and the Sith, have become mere shadows of their former selves. The Jedi are complacent, blind to the darkness gathering under their noses, and the Sith, fewer, yet more insidious, are on the verge of claiming ultimate power. What side will this resurrected legend take in the brewing conflict? Will he pledge his immense power to the flawed idealism of the Jedi or the cynical machinations of the Sith? Or will Darth Revan forge a terrifying new path, seizing the destiny of the galaxy for himself and proving that some legends never fade?

Nexus Morningstar, an ordinary human from 21st-century Earth, wakes up in a mystical world of swords, magic, and guardian totems. He expected to at least be reborn as a human, but he instead became a Blood Boiling Mushroom... a mushroom infamous for temporarily increasing the consumer's power before causing their deaths. During a celestial event, a single drop of golden rain fell from the sky and landed on his cap. In an instant, his dormant mind awakens. He regained his sentience and remembered his past life. With the twists and turns of life, he found himself becoming the Guardian Totem of the Butterfly Nymphs, a weak race at the bottom of the food chain. Armed with his Innate Magic [Glutonny], Nexus turned this weak race into the world's strongest race with the help of the Mushroom he personally grew and fostered.

In the grim future of Mankind, there was nothing but monsters. The Rifts opened, and hordes upon hordes spilled doom for humanity, reducing it to a fraction. But when we thought it was all lost, an Army of Plastic rose to our rescue. They emerged with holy light: Towering Superhumans in Power Armors, wielding weapons from science fiction. Disciplined Soldiers in uniform march, facing death with a holy chant. War Machines and Walkers of unimaginable technology, thundering the battlefield. And on their forefront was one of our own, once mocked as Nerd, Geek, Gamer; now hailed Hero, Champion, Leader. He was Adam Clay, Lord Commander of Earth. --------------What is this?----------------- An RTS Crafting and Summoning LitRPG. One gamer gains the ability to turn his action figurines and war game pieces into actual people who can fight with futuristic powers. ----------Is this what I think it is?---------- Yes, it is completely inspired by Warhammer 40K, but you can say it is the watered-down version for those who aren't willing to dip their toes in the original madness. Consider it my own take on the grim dark, combining some shenanigans from WH40K, Doom, Dune, Mad Max, Silo, Red Alert and Generals series, and other cool stuff. ------- Where else to find this gem? ------- This story exists on Patreon as well as Webnovel, Royal Road, and Scribble Hub.

In modern India, Vihaan Roy, a 28-year-old workaholic businessman running his family’s sprawling import-export empire, dies in a tragic car crash. Obsessed with Indian history and trade, he regrets burying himself in work, yearning for a life of joy. As he fades, he wishes for a second chance to truly live. Reborn in 1600 Surat as Jai Vora, son of a middle-class spice merchant, he awakens with the Emperor System, a mystical interface granting stats (Power, Stamina, Endurance, Health, Wisdom, Agility, Perception, Luck, Charm), starting with Wisdom=100 and Charm=1, and the Ability Detector to scan others’ stats and loyalty. Jai spends his early years savoring life’s pleasures—market games, street food, family warmth—in his bustling port city. But when the East India Company’s ship Hector docks in 1608, his past-life memories flare: these foreigners will plunder his homeland. At age 8, with Charm=7 and a knack for rallying allies, Jai vows to roast the EIC with wit, trade, and sabotage, building an empire to rival theirs. The Emperor System fuels his rise, offering quests (e.g., recruit followers with stats above 10), stat-stealing (with risky backlash), and loyalty perks (x2 learning at +10 loyalty, system benefits at +50). Normal folk have stats of 8-10, elites hit 20-25, prodigies boast 40-100, and nobles range 20-80, but Jai’s stats can soar un-constrained, marking him as a legend. From charming street kids to outsmarting Mughal nobles, Jai grows from a clever boy to a trade titan. He faces cutthroat rivals, EIC schemers, and rare prodigies (like a Power=80 warrior), using his Ability Detector to recruit or steal stats. Quirky moments—like “branding” spices or tossing modern slang into Mughal courts—clash with heartbreak, as betrayals and losses (family, loyal allies) test his resolve. By his 20s, Jai commands trade routes, influences emperors, and battles EIC fleets, his Charm and Wisdom turning foes into followers. Will he rewrite history, balancing joy and duty, or will the system’s temptations (stat-stealing’s cost) doom his dream? Reborn to Roast the East India Company with My Emperor System is a thrilling blend of historical intrigue, game-like progression, and swaggering defiance, as Jai Vora becomes the GOAT of India.

Holy Pope, golden scepter. Knight King, silver embroidered bed. The one who sows wheat eats chaff, the one who weaves has no clothes. When Eve and Adam toiled, the nobles and gentlemen sat in high halls? Occupy my wife, seize my house, kill my pair of good parents! Countless heads roll, blood debts must be repaid with blood! Behead the Priests! Behead the Pope! Behead the Knights! Behead the King! Slash away all injustice, balance all the debts of grievances. We common folks are mere pigs and sheep, welcoming the Saintess to start a massacre. When the Saintess arrives, there will be no Priests! When the Saintess arrives, there will be no Kings! When the Saintess arrives, there will be no forced labor! When the Saintess arrives, there will be no taxes!

The crumbling Vienna System is unable to stop the rise of the Second Empire, as the Emperor's nephew is about to visit his faithful Paris. Protector of the Apennine, Honorary Chairman of the Rhine Federation, Close Ally of the Kingdom of Spain, French Empire Augustus Jerome Bonaparte: I will make France great again! -------------------- (Reasonable historical deduction party, Paradox Interactive game players rejoice!)

The once most powerful ancient forbidden divine art, the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique has been lost for millions upon millions of years. Countless years later, youth Lin Feng who was down on his luck, managed to obtain the number one ancient forbidden divine art, the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique by chance. When Lin Feng departed from a tiny city of the northern-most area in the world, a legendary story would begin. This is a world with experts as many as the trees in a forest, a world where different races vyes for supremacy. Who shall rule over destiny in this boundlessly vast land? Depending on the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, Lin Feng battle the heavens and fought the earth, sweeping aside all experts with dominance, tyrannically ruling the myriad realms.

Beneath the neon-lit bustling city, unknown monsters lurk. Martial arts sects, biological modifications, cutting-edge mechas, golden bloodlines, abyssal alien species... Chen Feng arrives in this world, similar to Earth, and discovers he can enter a strange dream world where he can pick up various light groups. 【Limit-Break Light Group: Can enhance martial arts skills, break limits, and upgrade!】 【Attribute Light Group: Can randomly increase four-dimensional attribute points, bigger and stronger, add points!】 【Talent Light Group: You gain the talent - Cyan Armor, able to switch combat forms, with power increase by 100%........】 【Skill Light Group: You obtain the Extreme Refinement Method, destined to break human limits......】 As martial arts gradually decline, and modified humans and cutting-edge mechas flourish, Chen Feng has achieved ultimate limit-breaking in the dream world, integrating extraordinary talents, and continues the path of martial arts! Tear apart mechas with his hands, smash aircraft carriers with his fists! I am the great King of the Century. ......... My name is Chen Feng, the peak you can never surpass.

Chen Sansi traveled back to the chaotic end of a dynasty, thankfully with the hardworking system by his side. He originally wanted to hunt to earn money and someday go to the Martial Arts Hall to learn some basic fist and foot techniques, aspiring just to be an ordinary rich man. Yet, fate had other plans. With officials imposing heavy taxes and the Martial Arts Hall bullying the citizens, he had no choice but to enlist in the army to survive, becoming an archer. From "archery (entry-level)," he worked tirelessly up to "operating a ten thousand weight bow, where arrows cannot be dodged," taking the heads of enemy generals from a hundred miles away! From "basic soldier's spear technique," he worked tirelessly up to "National Guardian Dragon Spear, growing more valiant with each battle," standing firm with a spear on horseback, alone turning back the Enemy Army of a million! Years later, Chen Sansi, having campaigned in the south and battled in the north, was truly invincible under the heavens, commanding two hundred thousand of the Iron Cavalry. Watching his subordinates forcibly ascend him to the throne and become emperor, he felt quite helpless: 'You... you have really caused me trouble!'

Destiny splits before me into two unrelated, straight lines: one leading to a palace and city ablaze, the Kingdom overthrown, the Earth bearing suffering, and Life enduring torment in this Fire. And the other leading to the pinnacle of Ancient Kings, where deities in the clouds personally crown me. I don the laurel wreath, basking in the cheers of the mountain. My gaze pierces through the mists of history, my Knights conquer lands for me, my Sword cleaves through obstacles, leading my people to victory. I take up this Scepter, holding the Authority of the World in my hands. I overlook the multitude, altering the course of history. I am Brand, King of Vorn, and this is my Legendary tale. ......................... Plain version synopsis: This is a story about a Senior Warrior with memories of rebirth, crossing back into the World he once fought for to alter the strands of history and make a mark in the sands of time.

No system, pure time travel, relying on intelligence and knowledge to control the situation, do not enter if you do not like it. ----------------------- The protagonist travels to the Republic of France and becomes a quasi-rich third generation in a family of agricultural tractors. Unfortunately, it is near Paris. The Germans will soon come here, and to preserve the family, France must be saved. Gallieni: "God, the enemy actually presented their flank to us!" Xia Fei: "This can't be true, could it be a trap?" Protagonist: "The food is ready, go ahead, do I need to feed it to your mouth?" German Army: "Is this a tractor factory? What are these steel monsters that are impervious to knives and guns?"

The long night shrouds the world, and the dawn is late in coming. Evil descends upon the land, causing immense suffering to all creatures. He roams through the long night, wanders on the edge of the blade, and sways between the clouds and hell. Igniting the fire of the star soul. Since the night is long, then I shall be the lord of the night.

The Halfling says: curiosity is power. The Dwarf says: unity is power. The Elf says: Magic is power. The Gnome says: creation is power. The Beastman says: slaughter is power. Humans say: authority is power. The Dragon always says: knowledge is power. The Gods once said: faith is power. Lynch stands on the terrace of the All-Knowing Tower, overlooking the Anriel Continent, and gently says: "I", am power.

In the ruins after the war, the empire is reborn from the ashes. For supreme glory, it competes for supremacy in the world and aims to dominate the globe.

This is a world shrouded in darkness. The spreading Black Fog corrodes every living creature. The only protection for humanity lies in fire. But as the dark Epoch approached, the fires slowly extinguished. Countless strong Kingdoms became dens for Dark Monsters, humans lost contact with each other, and survivors trembled in the faint solitary light. Until Rod came to this world. "Damn, what's this cow and horse stuff, is it edible?" "This Soul, it's delicious." "As long as the will of fire remains unextinguished, I believe, one day, humanity will once again illuminate this world and burn all spectral vermin to ashes." "Even if I'm mired in darkness, bearing the Dream Realm, I can still support this world!" "We've won!" —— The world is about to fall, the Abyss looms at our side. And I will raise this Unique flame to light up the world. Yes, I am the last King of Darkness. But... Hello? Anyone, save me.