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I Am in an Alien Prison

Alex, a 29-year-old gym coach from Mumbai, is the self-proclaimed “Mumbai Maverick”—single, enthusiastic, and a natural at any sport, from cricket to sprints. His life of coaching clients, cracking puns, and chasing personal bests on late-night Juhu Beach runs takes a wild turn when a blinding flash yanks him into the Arkvault, a seven-mile-long alien ship in deep space. Labeled Specimen 47, Alex finds himself in a cosmic prison alongside 100 young humans and 5,000 diverse alien species, each housed in tailored sectors. The ship’s towering, robotic aliens provide food, clothing, and an Earth-like atmosphere, but their motive for collecting specimens remains a mystery. Armed with a painless, embedded bracelet that translates all languages and grants low-level ship access, Alex navigates this interstellar zoo with his trademark humor and athletic grit. As he befriends humans and quirky aliens—some friendly, some grumpy—he discovers the aliens are tiny creatures piloting robotic suits for show, a secret they bribe him to keep with promises of freedom and friendship. Alex, uniquely compatible with alien tech and abilities, earns a bio-suit that adapts to any environment and other powers through quests, from telepathy to super strength. But the Arkvault’s faster-than-light tech means Earth has aged beyond recognition. Embracing his new life, Alex’s adventure blends laugh-out-loud antics with the poignant reality of a home he can’t return to, forging a path as the ultimate cosmic survivor.
NikhilT · 7k Views

Soldier to General in a Fantasy World, But… My Army? Harem?!

Content Warning Alexander Reyasu, a decorated Colonel, spent thirty-five years fighting wars where politicians claimed glory and soldiers filled the graves. On Earth, war was political, self-serving, economical, and monetized for profit. What he craved was conquest, strategy, the thrill of commanding armies like the great conquerors of history, all for the glory. Now sixty and drowning in boredom in an owned cabin, he installs a nostalgic game from his youth: War Dominion IX. When the screen flashes.. [ SUMMONING REQUEST VERIFIED ] [ INITIALIZING CROSS-WORLD SUMMONING PROTOCOL. ] his cabin and everything around him explodes in light. When the dust clears, Alexander awakens not on Earth but in another world, The World of War Dominion. called Gaia. Reborn in the body of his 27-year-old prime, clad only in cartoon boxers and a “World Conqueror” t-shirt, he crashes into a desperate village full of pointy eared women whose on the brink of annihilation. The villagers prayed for a general, a commander. Instead, they got a soldier with the heart of a conqueror. Armed with nothing but his Ephone—a smartphone with War Dominion interface that can summon real weapons, artifacts, and soldiers. Alexander, Introducing himself as General Aexl, feels the old hunger stir once more. This world doesn't need to protecting. It is daring him to conquer it. To the villagers, he is salvation, a remnant echo of the legendary conqueror General Ae. To himself, this is conquest. He has already conquered this game before with a weapon of mouse and keyboards. This time the world and the war is real, weapon this time is a smartphone “…And as a dark threat gathers beyond the horizon, Aexl must decide whether he will rise as Gaia’s ultimate conqueror or be swallowed whole by the world he seeks to rule. With the help of Eldenthyr’s warriors Lyssa, the proud golden-haired village chief, burdened by her people’s survival yet carrying within her blood an inheritance she cannot imagine, one tied to Eldenthyr’s broken ruling lineage; Selene, a black-haired cold widow turned swordswoman whose blood calls her to what she truly is; Mereia, her silver-haired mother, a matron whose lineage hides a dormant power that once shaped kingdoms; Juvia, the purple-haired guardian of Lyssa, playful and intelligent yet carrying the key to something hidden; and Maevra, the Silver-haired merchant whose sly deals always cost more than coin, They all have a role to play as Aexl steps into a broken lineage once meant to rule. Can he revive what was lost, or will Eldenthyr’s legacy die with him?* But.. When he opens the War Dominion app, four glowing tabs appear: [ Weapons ] [ Artifacts ] [ Scrolls ] [ Units ] One tap on [Units] freezes him. Rows of silhouettes stare back, their names hidden in shadows… except a few: [ Busty Berserker Warriors ] [ Valkyrie Warriors ] [ Aphrodite’s Legion ] “What kind of army is this?” Aexl mutters. “Are we supposed to conquer this world with seduction?” The age of conquest has begun, and his army? Harem? This story contains R18+ elements, including sexual content, gore, psychological themes, mature conquest strategies, and ecchi situations. It is written with a focus on realism in war, leadership, and survival, blending historical inspiration with fantasy conquest. Reader discretion is advised.
Mythrillz · 11.7k Views

Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

“I transmigrated into the Nasuverse, gained the Root’s recognition, and discovered a singular truth: as long as I die an unnatural death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and claim mastery—becoming an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants.” “For this, I threw myself into courting death with reckless abandon across the Nasuverse.” “I publicly cursed Gilgamesh to his face, challenged the omnipotent Zeus in Greece, audaciously abducted Skadi in Northern Europe, declared in Israel that Solomon was a demon god rather than a son of God, and in Britain… I foolishly sided with Morgan.” “And yet… why am I still alive?” 1994, Fuyuki. Rowe—the historically renowned figure, the third friend of the Oldest King, the First Grand Vizier of Mesopotamia, a favorite of the Greek gods, the King of Giants in Northern Europe, the divine hand that awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the Prince Consort’s aide in Camelot—sat atop Fuyuki Bridge. Though young in appearance, his eyes reflected the weight of countless lifetimes. He sighed, looking down at the people before him: “Tell me… where did it all go wrong?” “Why not just kill me and let me ascend to the Throne of Heroes? Please!” Kiritsugu Emiya inhaled his cigarette, his gaze flicking to Artoria raising her Holy Lance, to Gilgamesh’s Gate of Babylon as it opened, to the crimson spear extending from the Land of Shadows… and yet his hand trembled slightly. ******* Read the first 5 chapters for free on my Patreon! Characters concept art to be availed! Join now, for only $5 @Shunsuke161
Shunsuke_Uchiha · 50.8k Views

The Reluctant Hero's Guide To Not Dying Badly

Rudra is as ordinary as any college student can get. Club activities, assignment deadlines, his insufferable crush on his class's goddess— you know, the usual. Well, until Rudra takes a basketball to the face. What must have been a nosebleed turns into a black out and a forced login into a mysterious game world With a flying meatball for a guide and a decadent System who is tired of her job, Rudra has no other choice but to abide by the game's rules to progress forward. Until, he stumbles on a secret. The game world is mysteriously entangled with the real world. And a war is brewing in the shadows of the calm and exorbitant game world, questioning his very reason for waking up there. As he travels between both worlds in a race against time, Rudra needs to make a bunch of decisions: stick with the Demiurges or the Rogue. Or simply save himself and no one else. Though whatever the decision, first, he needs to find some pants that goddamn actually fit. ─ ┉┈◈◉◈┈┉ ─ Hi, Kai here. I've been writing professionally for 10 years and now I'm on Webnovel to practice consistency. I'm not that good with writing blurbs but I can assure you that my writing is great. It'll be wonderful if you decide to give me and my books a chance. If you liked the story, consider adding the book to your library and leaving a review. You can also contact me via my socials. Instagram: @kaitsukama Twitter: @kaitsukama Reddit: @kaitsukama And if you want to support me, you can also buy me a ko-fi! You can find me @kaitsukama :) Thank you and see you again!
kaitsukama · 2.6k Views

I Was Reincarnated as a Dungeon, So What? I Just Want to Take a Nap.

So, I died. Face-planted on my keyboard after a 72-hour coding marathon. Very heroic. My one dying wish? To finally get some sleep. But the twist is : I got isekai'd. But I wasn't reborn as a legendary hero with a harem and a cheat skill. Nope. I'm a rock. A Dungeon Core, to be exact. My new job description is simple: create a terrifying labyrinth, murder heroes, and generally be a menace to society. Yeah, hard pass. That sounds like way too much paperwork. My new life goal is achieving a perfect 100-year nap. Luckily, I found a bug in the System—or maybe it's a feature? My unique "Slumber System" gives me way more XP (they call it Dungeon Points here) when adventurers take a nap than when I, you know, kill them. My assigned fairy guide, FaeLina, is having a non-stop panic attack about this. Apparently, "aggressive coziness" isn't covered in the Dungeon for Dummies handbook. So, I leaned into it. I started building the world's first 5-star dungeon resort, complete with fluffy moss beds that feel like clouds, a tea shop run by a friendly slime waiter, and pillows that hug you back. The place went viral. Knights come for the naps, mages for the therapeutic tea, and bards for the sweet, sweet content. The problem? My five-star reviews are tanking the property values of the 'Blood Pit' dungeon next door. I'm being forced into official Dungeon Tournaments where my ultimate weapon is a lavender-scented fog machine. And the stuffy bigwigs on the Fairy Council are starting to think my little "peaceful revolution" is a threat to their entire "kill-stuff-for-profit" business model. But the more I build, the more I realize this isn't just me being lazy. I'm uncovering an ancient, world-changing secret about why dungeons really exist, and it's a truth the gods themselves tried to bury. My name is Mochi, and my quest is to level up from a sleepy rock to the God of Dreams. My final boss isn't some dragon or demon lord. It's the original God of Combat himself. And I'm going to challenge him to a Nap Off for the fate of all reality. Who knew the path to ultimate power was this comfy? Here is the release schedule. Monday to Saturday: * 2 Chapters Daily! Sunday (Weekend): * WEEKEND BONUS! 3 Chapters Daily! * You'll get the two regular chapters plus one extra bonus chapter on Sunday! P.S: Read The Author Note For More Fun.
DragonNecron · 285.9k Views