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In a continent where power is literally written in cards and the Seven Great Houses rule with absolute tyranny, Vihan Riven was born as a defect. Cursed with Blank Affinity — veins that refuse to hold even the weakest Common card — he is branded "Blank Trash" from birth and condemned to scrape a miserable existence in the slums of Kharos Spire. His only light is his father, a brilliant card artisan who dared dream of breaking the Houses’ monopoly. Until the day House Vesper frames and publicly executes his father in the Grand Arena, ripping out and shattering his soul before fifty thousand cheering spectators. In that single moment of absolute despair, the impossible awakens. The eighth Concept — The Unwritten — long sealed away by the Houses out of primal fear, stirs inside his empty veins. Now Vihan can forge entirely new Origin Cards that have never existed before… by permanently sacrificing fragments of his own soul. Memories. Emotions. Senses. Lifespan. Personality traits. Each card he creates grants him power that defies every law of Aetheria… but every card makes him less and less human. From the filth of the slums, Vihan begins his ruthless ascent. He will infiltrate the cutthroat Arcane Crown Academy. He will master the forbidden art of true card creation. He will dismantle the Seven Great Houses one by one. He will uncover the ancient conspiracy behind the dying Aether Veins and the prophesied Great Reshuffle that will erase the current world and rewrite everything. In a world obsessed with decks and duels, the Blank is about to rewrite reality itself. But as the Unwritten Sovereign rises, one chilling question follows every victory: When the final card is forged and the continent kneels… Will anything remain of the boy who started this journey? Or will only a hollow god remain — the perfect, emotionless Sovereign who paid the ultimate price? A dark, strategic, soul-crushing card-crafting fantasy of sacrifice, revenge, empire-building, and addictive progression. For readers who crave real costs, cold calculation, and a protagonist who will burn everything — including himself — to win. Tags: Card Crafting, Soul Sacrifice, Revenge, Anti-Hero, Academy, Dark Fantasy, Empire Building, Strategic Battles, Unique Power System, Slow but Explosive Growth

“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is like a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.” — Langston Hughes Whistle remained perched onto his shoulder, black head cocked and its eyes even cockier. Kalani grinned though, despite his disheveled hair. Training against loud noises had been going well, and it wouldn’t be long till they officially moved to the city. Anticipation made his heart fly high. Finally… his family would move to the illustrious Nael, capital of the kingdom of Karst. Yet the world beyond those small routines was far less gentle than the stories suggested. Kingdoms and tribes hid their violence well, their dangers flowing quietly beneath polished surfaces. You didn’t need to dive in to be taken; brushing against it was enough. And so ‘They’ took everything. What remained of him was sealed away, buried where names lost their meaning. Revenge required survival, and survival required obedience. Then she appeared. Not as rescue, and not as hope, but rather as something that didn’t fit. She moved through his world without caution, wings catching air where no fresh wind should exist. Her optimism wasn’t comforting. It was reckless. He told himself to ignore her. Yet he found himself noticing details he had long trained himself not to see: the rhythm of her voice, the way she tilted her head when thinking, and how she flew free like how he used to. He never looked at her for long. “This changes nothing,” he would murmur, though the words rang increasingly hollow. His emerald eyes lingered a second too late, following the outline of wings he knew he should not reach for. Objective first. Always. And yet, some costs are harder to measure than others. … Update Schedule: 2 chapters every month Cover found on Pinterest; artist unknown ;~;

After transmigration, Shen Changqing became a member of the Great Qin's Demon-Subduing Division during an era infested with Demon Evils and rampant Strange Monsters— After slaying a Ghostly Level Fiend, his Pure Yang Technique reached Perfection! After slaying a Resentment Level Monster, his Heavenly Martial Gang Qi reached Perfection! After slaying a powerful Demon Evil, he broke through his own limits! After slaying— Years later, Shen Changqing became the Defender of the Human Clan, and all sorts of Demon Evils and Strange Monsters bowed their heads in submission! "As long as I live, the Human Clan shall not perish!"

Enter the Immortal Sect, cultivate the Immortal Dao. Others practice diligently and arduously, but Li Yunjing masters everything in one go, his comprehension defying the heavens. Understand the thunder magic, embark on the path of immortality. Practice the thunder magic, and take on the heavenly calamity.

Inter Milan's star is dim, Florentina is high-spirited, no one in Serie A can forever maintain their reign. Who will unify the world? In 2014, Inter was at a historical low point, ranked 9th in the league, constantly refreshing the lower limit. The glory of the treble winner had disappeared! Fortunately, Tang Long traveled back, and his brain fused with an AI football system called the "Green Grass Wisdom Engine". This system, originating from 2084, combines advanced machine learning, big data analysis, and sports science. It can continuously upgrade through match feed and provide Tang Long with divine predictions! -Cross 5% chance to central area, 5% chance to out of bounds, 90% chance to the near post, move early to grab the spot! -Detected that opponent's center-back pair will have a hidden gap in three seconds, prepare a through pass! -The angle between the wall and goalkeeper is 0.62dc, big data shows shooting the upper right corner has a scoring rate of 88.76%! Tang Long frequently makes "Divine Hand" actions off the pitch, shocking everyone! C Luo: "It's simply divine! Every prediction by Tang is three seconds ahead, he seems to foresee the future!" Icardi: "My European Golden Boot, nine-tenths of the credit goes to Tang!" Guardiola: "He's simply the prophet of the football world in the 21st century!" Mancini: "After Ronaldo, Tang is the second alien. His understanding of football far surpasses this era!"

In times of war… What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination? How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques? What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy? And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move? For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions? This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.

"You read the “Comprehensive Studies on Mysteries” and got 100 subject knowledge points! You read the “Basic Magic Potions Explained”. Without anyone teaching you, you understood the magic potion, “Shriek of the Witch”! You read the “Magic Energetics Theory” and successfully manufactured the Ghost Fire Train that uses water as its fuel! You had been thinking about it for 10 minutes. This was a world where learning caused your sanity value to drop. Here, there was reiki rejuvenation, and there was the gaze of the ancient gods, and monsters and beasts had free rein. This world was full of various mystical and magical mechanical products. There were powerful fighters who could flatten mountains with their strength and supernatural powers that could not be described with words. You stopped hesitating and flipped open the mystery studies textbook while yelling in your heart, “System, let me do another ten thousand books of practice questions!”

Mysterious gates appeared all around the world a few decades ago. Beings emerged from the gates and brought disaster upon humanity. Humanity called them Demon Spirits. It wasn’t until the advent of Demon Suits and Demon Suiters that humans stood a fighting chance. For some perplexing reason, the world’s number one Demon Suiter, Li "God" Xiu abandons his identity to start over again as a newbie trial-taker. He enters the gates to participate in all sorts of trials, in a bid to seek out the reason that enticed his best friend into becoming a trial-taker. These trials weren't the run-of-the-mill dungeons, ranging from game sports (soccer, basketball, baseball, etc) to athletics. Just as fortune favors the brave, what would Li Xiu obtain on his quest? “Are you telling me he’s a greenhorn?” the other trial-takers frustratingly ask while watching Li Xiu's feats that prove why he's the number one Demon Suiter.

I failed my Genetic Awakening. Score: 0.03%. Status: Trash. Then I got a system. Not the kind that makes you a hero. The kind that makes you a problem. [Ancestral System] Power Source: Other people's negative reactions Specialty: World-hopping to wuxia dimensions Side Effect: Becoming the most hated guy on Earth Here's how it works: - Someone mocks me → I gain points - I use points → Travel to wuxia worlds - I learn cultivation→ Bring it back to Earth - I use martial arts→ Everyone loses their minds → MORE POINTS It's a beautiful cycle. While Earth's mage chant spells and discover mana patterns, I'm spending weekends in sects chasing jade beauties. While they train to combat kaiju, I'm buying cultivation techniques from a sarcastic AI named ARIA. The government wants to dissect me. The mages want to recruit me. My classmates think I'm an alien. I'm none of those things. I'm just the only martial artist in a world that forgot cultivation existed. And I'm about to remind them why that's a problem. [System Quest: Make the entire martial world question reality] [Reward: Legendary Technique: Heavenly Lotus Art] [Current Progress: 3%] Let's see who's trash now.

In the Foundry, speed is god. The "Iron Pulse" changed everything. Fighters don't train anymore; they inject. The serum turns blood into rocket fuel and men into blurring demigods—at the cost of their humanity. Marcus "The Piston" Graves is a relic. He’s 35, his knees click, and he fights with a style the new world calls "obsolete." He was content to rust away in the dark, a forgotten king of a dead era. But when the city’s most dangerous syndicate comes knocking, Marcus is forced back into the light. To save the only family he has left, he must enter a tournament designed to showcase the very monsters he hates. Outmatched, outgunned, and out of time. Everyone says he needs the Pulse to survive. Everyone says he needs to evolve. Marcus has a different theory: Engines can stall. Hearts can break. And even the fastest machine has a rhythm waiting to be exploited. --- Just a heads up: I tend to write long. You might want to grab a coffee and get comfy before diving in. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com under the name MysticInk.

In the cold and dark depths of the universe, nine massive dragon corpses pull an ancient bronze coffin, existing since time immemorial. This is an incredibly shocking image captured by a space probe in the desolate universe. Nine dragons pulling the coffin—have they returned to Ancient Times, or have they arrived at the Paramita of the Starry Sky? A vast world of Immortal Heroes, bizarre and extraordinary, endlessly mysterious. Blood boils like a volcano, passion surges like a vast sea, desire is as boundless as the Abyss... Climbing the Heavenly Road, walking while singing, a mere gesture can cover the sky.

[The Hook: A Rejected Hybrid] I possess the eyes of the Uchiha and the body of the Senju, yet Konoha calls me a "cursed mongrel." Without a family name, isolated by the entire village, and watched by the cold eyes of Danzo, I was supposed to be a broken pawn in the gears of war. But they didn’t know one thing—I am a [Witness]. [The Cheat: Witnessing is Power] The stronger the event, the greater the reward. As long as I am present to "Witness" the history of the Shinobi world, I become a God. Witnessed Kushina’s Enrollment? [Reward: Thunder Breathing - 7th Form] Witnessed the Great Ninja War? [Reward: Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan] Witnessed the Nine-Tails’ Rage? [Reward: Wood Release - Deep Forest Bloom] [The Face-Slapping: The Rise of the Rogue] Hiruzen Sarutobi asks: "Why did you betray the Will of Fire?" Danzo Shimura growls: "You brat, how dare you scheme against me!" Minato Namikaze gasps: "How can your speed surpass my Flying Thunder God?" "You all called me a traitor... so don't cry when I finally act like one." [What’s Inside?] Crossover Skills: Mastering the Thunder Breathing (from Demon Slayer) in Konoha. God-Level Evolution: Merging Uchiha and Senju cells to awaken the Rinnegan. Cold & Calculating MC: No "Talk-no-Jutsu." Only schemes and strength. Protecting the Red-Haired Goddess: Changing the tragic fate of Kushina Uzumaki. Anti-Konoha: Tearing down the hypocrisy of the village elders.

Transmigrating into the Soul Society, Naraku Sora finds himself in a timeline that has deviated from the original story. The future villainous boss, Sōsuke Aizen, is not only a mere student at the Shino Academy but also Sora's "close friend" and roommate,. Knowing he is too weak to survive the chaotic future, Sora awakens the [Justice System]. The rules are simple: suppress criminals to extract their stats, abilities, and talents,. Rejecting the prestige of the Gotei 13, Sora chooses a path others fear—Guarding Muken (The Central Great Underground Prison),. To others, it is a hellhole; to Sora, it is an endless buffet of experience points. • Suppress a corrupt Noble? Reward: Increase Spirit Body Strength and Reiatsu. • Chain up a Menos Grande? Reward: Hollow Power, High-Speed Regeneration, and Hierro,. • Catch the eye of Warden Shutara Senjumaru? Become the strongest "test subject" in Soul Society history,. From a fragile academy graduate to a monster capable of fusing Shinigami and Hollow powers, Sora rises through the ranks. While Aizen plots in the shadows, Sora stands in the light of the prison fires, grinning at the sinners before him. "Sōsuke, you must be a good person," he warns his friend, while personally crushing the skulls of his enemies. In a rotting world, Naraku Sora has only one creed: "Justice, add points!".

A second life. A broken body. A ruthless world. Mo Fan was a graduate student on Earth until gravity ended his life. He opened his eyes in this world, finding himself at the bottom of the food chain. With "Trash Spirit Roots," he has no future in Cultivation. However, he brought something else with him: The power to command death. From stitching rat teeth onto finger bones to grafting demon legs onto skeletons, Mo Fan uses his knowledge and his System to turn corpses into weapons. He will survive. He will level up. And he will turn this world into his hunting ground. This is an original story. However, since English is not my native language, I use AI to assist with the localization to ensure the best possible reading experience for you.

When I woke up, I found myself in a world where Pokémon and humans lived side by side. Gazing into the mirror, I was greeted by a younger, yet oddly familiar face. As memories flooded my mind, a few labels surfaced: *"Pokémon Releaser,"* *"Defeat at the Start,"* and *"Ultimate Dense Man."* No way! After being given the rare chance of rebirth, there was no way I’d let myself be stuck with such ridiculous titles again. Then it began— *Pokémon Releaser?* Uncle, you want me to hand over my Primeape? Please. Do you even know your own limits? *Defeat at the Start?* From that day forward, every so-called rival across every region would learn what it meant to face true humiliation. *The Ultimate Dense Man?* Ash: Uh… Look, I just treat them like normal friends. I swear I’m not flirting… Am I? This novel is mostly based on the anime but there may be some inconsistencies Disclaimer All content belongs to the original creator. If the original creator wishes to have it removed, please leave a review below. I found the novel and am sharing it here for personal enjoyment and practice. Support the original author in the Chinese site. Author name: Fish_And_Drift_Bottle Original Title: 精灵：放生？不存在的

When Smith Doyle enters the Marvel Universe, he carries the Dragon Balls, artifacts capable of granting any wish. HYDRA schemes in secret, believing that collecting all seven will make them rulers of the world. Captain America longs for a simple miracle—to keep his promise and share that long-delayed dance. Ultron seeks absolute logic, wishing for the complete extinction of humanity. Thanos watches with curiosity, wondering if the Dragon Balls rival the Infinity Stones. Gorr the God Butcher kneels before fate itself, begging Shenlong to revive his daughter. Every wish carries a cost,

Jacob Deatrix is a bored Adventurer with the power level of a Demigod. He is an Aimless Merc, just going about doing jobs hopefully as a Bounty Hunter and not a Hitman this time. He lives in the Universe of Dimensions, so he is like, the Rich Sanchez of Adventurer Psychopaths. :3 https://discord.gg/ztfvth4m This is a link to a discord text rp server I'm hoping to start up.

"Miss Butterfly, I’m really the ancestor of the Demon Slayer Corps." Shinobu Kocho smiled politely, her eyes clearly saying: 'Your brain is broken.' She poured me a cup of tea and whispered like she was comforting a child, "Sure, let's get you a full-body check-up first." The tea was great. But the truth was even better: I've lived so long that I've forgotten my original name. I was there when the first Sun Breathing was formed. Ancient Ancestor: A "Bibi" (Grandmother) figure in a young girl’s body. Peak Combat: Mastering the origins of all Breathing Styles. Slice of Life & War: Warm interactions with the pillars and ruthless slaughter of Upper Moons. Non-Human Identity: Is she a ghost? A god? Or something entirely different? Fixing the Tragedy: No more pillars dying. Not on my watch. --- "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com,"

In the vast universe of iconic series and movies, police cases and gánster plots intertwine in a broader tapestry. From Banshee, a story emerges where the impossible becomes part of everyday life. Characters from dramas like Chicago P.D., Walker, Texas Ranger, Jack Reacher, Hunter, Person of Interest, and Bones find their fates intertwined with that of Ethan Morgan, the protagonist. In a world where crossovers defy expectations, Ethan has a clear mission: to break the predetermined narrative, save those characters destined to disappear, and, most importantly, survive amidst the chaos. ****Note1: This is a translation of a Chinese novel, bearing the same title as the original. I’ve made some changes to parts that might be bothersome, aiming to make it a bit more neutral and accessible to a wider audience. ****Note 2: Hello, English is not my native language, so this was originally written in Spanish and translated using AI and Google Translate. So I apologize for the grammatical errors, I have already spoken with a friend to help me correct the writing. Be patient while I work on it.

When the Wheel turns, When the dungeon trembles, When the gods acknowledge, When the world trembles to be saved, He who holds the Wheel shall be born, He who bears adaptability and compassion in his form, He will come forth, As the last hero. [A FF Novel with Mahoraga's Wheel from JJK]