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It's Just another movie night for Zeke and Julie! Itching to get their horror tooth fix in the two head to the Dream Mega Mall USA to take in the sights and sounds of popcorn and cotton candy. But when a massive green ''Zombifying'' Comet passes by the earth transforming it's inhabitants into monsters, The kids date-night goes terrible wrong, or did it go terrible right? Buckle up for a wild, comedic, and action-packed ride through a suburban nightmare! This story blends the mundane with the surreal, as two teenagers, Zeke and Julie, find themselves caught in a chaotic battle against a horde of zombies, vampires, and other monstrous creations. With a dash of teenage romance and a healthy dose of humor, the narrative takes you from the quiet streets of a summer night to the neon-lit chaos of a mall under siege. Expect unexpected twists, quirky characters, and a healthy serving of the absurd as the protagonists arm themselves with upgraded Super Soakers and prepare to crash the Monster's Ball. It's a thrilling, laugh-out-loud adventure that will keep you on the edge of your seat, wondering what bizarre turn the plot will take next.

Soul Mechas were forged to punish the Eldritch Monsters that attack this world from Beyond the Glass. But they can only be powered by those who bond with ancient mythical souls from that world. Unfortunately, souls are only attracted to negative emotions: helplessness, anguish, and loss. The deeper and more wronged, the better. However, regardless of the empire's pressure on the people to produce the best Soulbound Warriors and the heavy stigma from his father's curse, Soren remains a happy boy, a dreamer. Until he ends up with the worst soulbond in history after 'The Touching Glass Ceremony.' An F-rank soul. Trash even amongst trash. Even the commoners laughed when his rank was called. Beggars in rags celebrated and claimed to be above him. But was it really the worst soul bond ever? Because, when an Eldritch monster ravages their town and kills all that he loves, Soren finds himself repeating the same day again and again, bathing in unimaginable pain and death that forces him to grow, evolve, and confront questions that plague the empire, his father's mysterious curse, soul rituals, and the Eldritchs' true goals on earth. Each loop leaves him HUNGRIER, stronger...but less human. As the lines between man, soul, and machine blur, Soren must decide the very fate of the world...

I am currently drafting a prologue featuring Guts' reincarnation into the Final Fantasy VII universe. Having played just ff7 crisis core, ff7 Remake, and Rebirth, watch ff7 original i know Aerith's death is a constant . But in this story, I am shifting the focus to the NPC Johnny, who has his soul replaced by Guts. It presents a narrative possibility that I am very curious to explore. This story was written with the assistance of Gemini AI, particularly for the English phrasing. Sorry if there are grammatical errors and bad english.

Anshu Agrawal is 22 and already feels like someone who stayed alive by mistake. She remembers things that never happened to her — deaths she didn’t die, love she never lived, promises made by people who don’t recognize her. Every time she tries to understand herself, the future shifts slightly, like reality correcting an error. There is something following her. Not a monster. Not a god. Tomorrow. An intelligence that does not exist in time, but governs it. Tomorrow believes Anshu is a contradiction — a human shaped by a memory that should have vanished before she was born. As timelines fracture and forgotten versions of herself bleed into the present, Anshu is forced to face the most terrifying truth of all: She was never meant to survive. She survived because someone chose her over the future. And that choice broke everything.

The world teaches one rule early: only the living are allowed to decide what is right—and they decide it with blood. When he awakens beneath a sky choked with ash and rotting light, he does not ask why he was brought here. He listens instead—to the screams that never stop, to the prayers that go unanswered, to the quiet way the weak vanish. Gods demand worship yet bleed when cut. Churches preach salvation while sealing cities shut and burning them clean to preserve their truth. Power is not inherited or earned. It is taken from those who cannot hold it. He is not special. He is not chosen. He is simply willing to do what others hesitate to imagine. To survive, he learns to hollow himself out—wearing morality as bait, loyalty as a trap, and fate as something that can be strangled. Each step forward leaves something behind: names erased, faces forgotten, promises broken so thoroughly they never existed.And with every sacrifice, the truth becomes harder to escape— This world does not reward goodness. It consumes it. If ascension demands that he become the thing children are warned about, the monster history pretends never existed, then he will accept the role without apology. Because in the end, the world does not fear evil. It fears those who endure.

Humans are the symbol of perfection in all of LIFE's creations; Tama are the gifts —powers— given to LIFE's creations by the universe which appear in the form of jewels of different shapes and sizes. When the two are brought together, they make a Tama-Artist, a human closer to perfection which is a perfect immortal. After the sudden disappearance of the Legendary Villain Rehabilitator, the world has fallen into mayhem. As the truth got shrouded by a cloud of lies, the Earth has been regressed and purified, until one culture and language remains. Born in such a world, Lucién Derniere Étoile did his best to free his mother from the blood sucking spirit left in her by his father. However, on the day the dreaded Yotram decide to start their plan to expunge all of LIFE's creations, he sadly lost her to his silver hammer. With nothing, but his research and a body that grows stronger after each kill, Lucien quests himself to find the people who messed his life for revenge. Further down the line, he meets up with Phiri Tento, a vibrant youth born with little to no desire who is curious about the mysteries of the world. Nonetheless, with more mysteries reviewed, what stands before them is greater than what meets the eye.

‎ ‎In a world governed by unique abilities, sacred gifts, and carefully curated destinies, the greatest threat is not a demon lord or a fallen divinity—but an anomaly the world itself cannot observe. ‎ ‎When Null, a seemingly mysterious human, is summoned alongside a proclaimed Otherworldly Hero to the mighty central world of Elpis, he is immediately marked as a mistake. While heroes are celebrated, Null is ignored—until an Ultimate Ability awakens within him. ‎ ‎That ability is Fantasy Omniscience. ‎ ‎Unlike sacred gifts granted by the World, Fantasy Omniscience is a transcendental intelligence capable of reading existence itself as a novel—past, present, and confirmed futures laid bare in absolute truth. It bypasses fate, divine concealment, prophecy, and even the World’s own narrative control. ‎ ‎Yet there is a paradox. ‎ ‎Fantasy Omniscience cannot fully observe its own user. ‎ ‎Null exists as a conceptual blind spot—a being excluded from causality, unrecorded by destiny, and immune to narrative correction. The World cannot define him. Deities cannot foresee him. Even omniscience cannot predict what he will become. ‎ ‎In a world where every story demands a final enemy to justify its ending, Null is not the hero. ‎ ‎He is the unresolved variable. ‎ ‎The one existence the story cannot conclude. ‎ ‎And if the world insists on survival… ‎ ‎It may have no choice but to make him its Final Antagonist.

Manmade monster.

After surviving a massacre he shouldn’t have, Arion awakens holding a rusted sword no one remembers forging. At night, the blade drags him into a realm built from other people’s memories—memories of warriors, killers, and victims the sword has touched. Each nightmare hides a technique. Each victory changes him. And in every dream… someone else is watching. And the deeper Kael descends into the dream-realm, the clearer one truth becomes.

In Marvel, she transmigrates as a girl, and obtains the Heroic Spirit Panel, which can become stronger by defeating or killing enemies. When the night falls, the elegant and cold gentleman killer in black suit, armed with two guns from hell, slaughters everything. During the day, the ancient emperor King Arthur, holding the sword of the oath of victory, uttered a majestic cry of justice, pointing at all evil with the sword. ___________________________________ Extra chapters available in patreon patreon.com/Dragonscribe31

They harvested his father. They threw him into hell, but they never guessed what they were forging. In a world where elites steal supernatural powers from the weak, Leon Storm’s father was scrubbed from existence after a suspicious crash. All that remained was his paintbrush—and a volatile golden power now erupting in Leon, a storm of golden light, forged in grief and rage. Thrown into a lethal academy and a cruel world where failure means death, Leon faces elites who feed on the powerless and monsters that haunt ruined cities. Every closed door, every doubting voice, only sharpens his edge. As the storm within him grows, one question remains: Control the storm, or become the disaster the world deserves. The choice is his.

The sky doesn’t fall. It updates. One night, the world crosses an unseen requirement and reality stamps a verdict across every screen: Qualified. The Awakening window opens for everyone twenty and older—no warning, no handbook, no “trial period.” Some people light up. Some people break. And when they break, they don’t always leave bodies behind. They leave Fragments. Bright, pulsing remnants that feel less like miracles and more like bait. They draw attention. They draw hunger. They turn ordinary streets into places where strangers circle the same patch of air like it owes them something. Kael Vasquez is newly twenty and newly trapped inside a rule-set nobody asked for. His Authority isn’t flashy, and it doesn’t make him safe—just aware. A little too aware. He can feel panic building before it hits, hear the shape of danger in concrete and crowds, sense the moment a person is about to lose control. That awareness doesn’t save anyone by itself. It just tells him exactly how bad the next ten seconds are going to be. In a city where fear travels faster than sirens, Kael has to move through collapsing stairwells, basement shelters, and desperate alliances—while something worse than chaos wakes up alongside the Fragments: people who learn the new rules quickly, and start treating survivors like resources. And the younger ones—too young to awaken, old enough to remember—watch the adults vanish and start believing in whoever looks like they can stop it. Kael doesn’t want faith. He doesn’t want worship. He wants to live through the night. But in a Qualified world, belief is never free—and godhood is just another kind of debt.

Someone still stuck with memories of a long distance past. A loose ended prodigy who couldn't accomplish much of anything at all. Kind-Hearted and a mind full of wanderlust. I hope they can enjoy their time in this magical world of Dragons and Dragons. ------------------------------ AU DxD This world is filled with other reincarnates filled with their desires and self-importance. This story however will focus on the one who witnesses cruelty and will try and help in which ever way they can

Reborn into the world of Douluo Dalu, I exist across three different eras at once. Su Ming split into three selves, each falling upon a different point along the river of time. Spanning twenty thousand years and weaving plans across three ages, he paves his path toward becoming a God King. In the era before Martial Souls existed, he awakened the Body Martial Soul. In the age where mental power was needed to seize the Dream Spirit’s fortune, he awakened the Soulforce Martial Soul. And in the age of the Silver Dragon King’s emergence, he awakened the Elemental Control Martial Soul. "I must have been set up by capital itself." Master: “Using oneself as a Martial Soul? What kind of useless trash Martial Soul is that? Probably weaker than my Luo Sanpao!” Tang San: “Didn’t Teacher say his Martial Soul body was fragile, a waste soul? Then why can’t my hidden weapons even scratch him? And what’s with that armor he wears—it feels more like his Martial Soul than his actual body!” Huo Yuhao: “Just what is his Martial Soul? These soulforce lines stretch out and somehow become part of the heavens and earth?” Tang Wulin: “Can someone explain to me why, as a spiritual-type Soul Master, his strength surpasses mine?” "I pierce through past and future, drawing upon the past, seizing the future. As three-in-one, even a God King is nothing before me!" "Tang San, come out and die!" === English isn’t my first language, and I don’t own anything. Read advanced chapters here: (+50 Advanced Chapter) patreon.com/CNBLUE Raw:斗罗：三位一体，我贯穿了时间线

[I am River. Nice to meet you. I'm here to let you know about the novel and what is it about. Like a summary of sorts. Now where do i start. well, it is about a Shy demon who really loves getting himself into trouble but don't worry, he is way too slippery to be caught. The world is a scary place but I am with him to morally support him. That's all I am capable of doing but who knows maybe one day I will be doing much more. Maybe you can find it if you read this silly thing.]

Serah dies in a sudden accident... and what she finds is a ghost's worst nightmare. Betrayal, supernatural rules, and strangers who can see her. The afterlife has its own agenda. Dying wasn't the end. It was just the beginning of the drama.

Once you enter the Anbu, it’s as deep as the sea—if you don’t act or hide well, you’ll die fast. During the Second Great Ninja War, I transmigrated into the body of a disposable Anbu soldier in Konoha. Every single day, I felt like I could die at any moment. I followed Danzo to assassinate Yahiko—then got killed by Nagato. But then— 【Moonlight Arc System Activated!】 【Host gains one revival opportunity per month. After death, revival occurs on the previous full moon night.】 【Each revival grants one random reward draw.】 Shinra Tensei (Deva Path) Uzumaki Bloodline (Pure) Sealing Technique: Absorption Seal (Preta Path) They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger… but what if dying actually does make you stronger? Sure, the Anbu die fast—but maybe that’s not such a bad thing after all. === English isn’t my first language, and I don’t own anything. Read advance chapters here: (+50 Advanced Chapter) patreon.com/CNBLUE

[Congratulations! You’ve successfully unlocked your Infernal System.] When humanity almost faced extinction at the hands of an interplanetary race called Skavverns, alien invaders who thrived on domination and sought to claim the Earth. Another race, known as the Algos, descended from the stars and saved humanity. To ensure humanity’s survival, the Algos unleashed a gene-altering pathogen, granting humans supernatural abilities to fight back. Unfortunately, not everyone was granted an ability A century had passed since the visit of the alien races, and a new world order was put in place. Power defines worth, and those born without them are called ‘useless.’ The lowest of the low. Axel was one of them. Born without an ability, he had always expected his life to have a brutal end, and eventually, it did. His story should have ended after he died…but it didn't. Axel awakens as a different person and this novel explores his journey from being a normal human to becoming the Demon King. #DemonKing #system

A naked amnesiac claiming to be Lucifer stumbles onto a lonely man’s road. Though reluctant, he takes her in. As he tries to help this strangely clueless yet terrifyingly powerful woman navigate the modern world, he is pulled into an ancient war between angels. This hidden conflict has just found its newest battlefield: his quiet, ordinary life. PS: If you like stories with high power ceilings and high-stakes fights, you should give this a try. I promise I won't disappoint you in terms of fight scenes and the incredible feats the characters perform.