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[SCENE START] "Get the fuck out of here, you broke-ass, miserable Mandorian piece of shit!" the wealthy DI'an resident sneered, aggressively adjusting the cuffs of his ridiculously expensive suit. "Get the fuck out of our country, you bottom-feeding peasants!" The man in the poorly dressed uniform stood his ground, glaring right back with pure defiance. "I am not poor, and I am not going anywhere! I'm a legal resident of this shithole just like you, so take your elite corporate entitlement and shove it straight up your tight fucking ass!" "Oh? You wanna play hardball?" the DI'an resident laughed, a dark, cartoonishly evil grin spreading across his face. "Let me show you what a real corporate beatdown looks like, you pathetic broke fuck!" "And... CUT! Cut!" a director yelled from the background. "Beautiful! That was absolutely perfect. Exactly the scene I wanted!" [SCENE END] I instantly dropped my evil smirk, let out a heavy sigh of exhaustion, and looked right at the screen. Yeah, aren't you? I am talking to you. Mr. Reader, or Mrs., or... whatever it is. Just—look, Reader. Listen up. Let me properly introduce myself. I am the actual Narrator of the story you are about to read. Yeah, I just took a minor acting role in this cheap propaganda ad because I needed to scrape together some extra revenue on the side. The economy is absolute shit right now. Now, you are probably staring at your screen, looking at our tags, and thinking, 'Oh boy, they placed this story into the Fantasy category! Is it a standard fantasy story?' Let me stop you right fucking there. No. There won't be any majestic dragons, no pointy-eared elves, no generic magic systems, and definitely no standard-issue Demon Lord waiting at the end to get punched in the face. So why the hell did we choose the 'Fantasy' tag then? Well, let me explain the logic. The events in this story are entirely disconnected from real life, taking place in a completely different world with its own strange rules, massive scale, and alternate dimensions. We couldn't exactly throw this into 'Realistic Fiction' or 'Urban.' But honestly? The platform simply didn't have a better box for us to check. If I had the power to accurately name the actual genre of this novel, it would be a Pseudo-Corporate, Geopolitical Comedy. I know. It sounds ridiculously long, incredibly stupid, and a bit ridiculous. But it is whatever the fuck it is. We didn't have any other options. So, look. This story might not be exactly what you were expecting when you clicked that tag. You have a choice right now: you can either jump into Chapter 1, or you can get the hell out based entirely on what I am telling you right now. And yeah, yeah, I know it has literally been six months since we launched and we are just now updating our old, horribly vague synopsis. I have been busting my ass writing the main chapters, okay? I know this story is vastly different from the usual fantasy novels you see in this category. Some people might not click with it, and that is completely fine. But it's up to you. You can give it a try, or don't— AHEM. A loud, highly pointed, aggressively fake cough echoed from off-stage. I rolled my eyes, glaring at the Author. Alright, alright, I get it! The synopsis ends here. I am going to write the new chapter now before this guy fires me. Byeeeeee.

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ---------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/p5y6GyghQ9

After dying in an accident, Julian thought his story was over. Instead, he wakes up in a medieval fantasy world, ruled by steel, filled with magic, and crawling with monstrous beasts. Reborn as Darion, the bastard son of an emperor, he is thrown into a life of mockery and scorn. As an illegitimate noble, he holds no power, no respect, and no future. Until Awakening Day. In this world, only the children of noble families awaken a Class: an ability that determines their status and role. Some become Dukes for awakening classes that summon mythical beasts. Others rise as Commanders, wielding magic capable of dominating entire battlefields. Darion awakens… nothing. Laughter erupts across the ceremony hall. Declared classless and a disgrace to the imperial bloodline, he is cast off as a mere baron and exiled to a dying territory—barren lands, starving knights, and graves of fallen soldiers who died defending a domain the empire long abandoned. Darion is left with a single, bitter question: What is a classless lord supposed to do with dead knights? [Ding!] [Late Awakening Detected] [YOU HAVE AWAKENED: NECROMANCER] With no gold, no allies, and enemies closing in, he decides to build his kingdom the only way he can… By raising an immortal legion from the battlefield. [First Undead Knight Raised] [First Undead Wolf Raised] [Legion Formation Initialized]

Commissars - or Ministorum Priests of War - are the soul of any Astra Militarum regiment. They lead by example and hold the absolute standard. A soul from another world inexplicably takes up the role of probationary commissar in the grim darkness of the far future. His world is a brutal death-world battlefield. His regiment has been surrounded by Chaos traitors and is fighting for survival. Duvette looks at the System before him called "Soul of the Legion" and makes one decision: he is going to live. "What do you mean an Astra Militarum soldier ripped a Chaos Astartes' head off with his bare hands?!" "You're saying you have three hundred thousand mortal troops as powerful as the Custodes?" Guilliman looked at the man before him. "No. Stronger." A hundred years later "I am the Emperor's will. We are the hammer that crushes the xenos. We are the blade that pierces Chaos. We bring eternal death to the enemies of mankind, and mankind shall know true victory." Eternal Imperial Warmaster, Lord of the Sun, Humanity's Sole Consul, Augustus, Guardian of the Galaxy, Marshal Duvette. Progression: Commissar — Senior Commissar — Lord Commissar. Then: trophy worlds, legion-building, power fantasy in the grim darkness of the 41st Millennium.

Second book of RTSSIA Series. Read Book 1 through here: https://www.webnovel.com/book/34280531508761905 --------------- Commander Hans Flemmens is no longer just a survivor. With the Construction Yard deployed and a functioning base established, he now commands an army that does not tire, does not falter, and does not run out of ammunition. But a base is only the beginning. Beyond it lies Grefort City, a hundred-kilometer expanse occupied by millions of infected, with Hives within its streets and more than a few secrets hidden within. As Hans pushes farther into the city, captures Strategic Facilities, and expands his army along the way, what else will he uncover inside Grefort, and the cities that lay beyond it?

A NEW STORY LADIES AND GENTS, THIS IS A STORY ABOUT THE DANGERS OF ALCOHOL AND HANG AROUND BAD PEOPLE AND WELL BE RIGHT ON TIME IN YOUR HOME OR YOUR WIFE WILL KILL YOU ABD IF SHE IS IN THE HIGHER FIELD IN THE WORLD OF EDUCATION THEN HUNTING MONSTERS OF VERY MUCH MASS DESTRUCTION AND BUDDY BIRD OF ADVICE DON'T PISS THEM OFF.

Before you stands, the Sword Saint of Bohemia, the Rogue of Burgundy, the Sword of Heaven, the Grand Commander of the Templar Order, the Grand Commander of the Yoms Pirates, the Count of Glamorgan, the Conqueror of Anatolia, the Lord of Egypt and Cyprus, the Great and Formidable, the King of Gold and Blood, Eric Outville! Transmigrated as the second son of Robert Outville, the Conqueror of Southern Italy in 1066. However, his old man sent him to a monastery, not even granting him the title of a Baron. The Norman monk begins his adventure with 【Celestial Salvation System】. 【Novice Pack, Basic Master Strike, two pairs of lock picks, qualification as a Junior Priest of the Lucifer Servant Society】 【Steal an apple, Agility +1】 【Defeat three robbers, Power +1, Points +6】 【Redeem 5000 points for Nuremberg Plate Armor】 【Complete the resolution to establish the Man Island and its Archipelago Kingdom】

Zhao Feng is reborn as a soldier in the Qin state during the Warring States period, exactly when the legendary Emperor Qin Shi Huang is annihilating the other six kingdoms. He is assigned to the Logistics Army, responsible for clearing the battlefield and carrying corpses. But for Zhao Feng, there's no better job than this. Touching a corpse. 【Picked up 1 point of strength】, 【Picked up 1 point of speed】, 【Picked up 1 point of constitution】, 【Picked up 1 point of spirit】, 【Picked up 1 point of lifespan】. Touching an elite corpse. 【Picked up 5 points of strength】, 【Picked up 5 points of lifespan】. Killing an enemy, attribute pick-ups doubled. 【Picked up 10 points of strength】. 【Picked up 10 points of lifespan】.

A crumbling empire, a turbulent government, widespread chaos, and an international arena filled with covetous foreign powers—this was Spain in the latter half of the 19th century. Reborn as Carlo, the first Spanish King of the House of Savoy, his absolute priority right now is figuring out how to secure his throne.

Chen Yang had once dyed the mountains and rivers with blood, carrying a coffin on the battlefield; he had stood firm at Hanyun Valley's national gate, willing to defend the eternal rivers and mountains with the strength of one man. "After deliberation among the Elders of the Inner Court, it has been officially decided to promote you to the post of Nine Gates Admiral and bestow upon you the title of Zhennan Prince." "Congratulations."

Through years of abuse and death threats, Ye Jian is not so ready to bid adieu to this world just yet! Fortunately, destiny has granted her another shot at life. Only this time, she is determined to become the master of her own fate and retaliate her oppressors from her previous life. It's payback time. Although reborn with beauty and youth, Ye Jian obviously holds higher pursuits. In this life, she is determined to become an extraordinary commando. No, she does not need love, family, or any affection! He is born in a powerful family; and step-by-step, he becomes the youngest Major General through his own merits. He is drawn to her every move, despite her repeatedly shunning him. "What you need is love, my little fox," he whispers. "Get lost! I need bullets!" She steps away. Behold. Let this novel take you through the warm, happy, loyal, and passionate story of the aggressive military couple.

The Super Soldier in the City, the invincible champion who strides across the urban landscape, wanders through day and night.

"Listen up, my obedient disciple, it's time for you to descend from this mountain. Your master has arranged a marriage for you with a stunning beauty, and it's quite a steal!" With those words, the master absconded with the dowry, leaving Lin Chen feeling both aggrieved and furious. Determined, he descended the mountain to find his betrothed. However, fate had other plans, as he was waylaid on the road by a captivating woman who insisted he play the role of her fake boyfriend. To make matters even more bewildering, this woman bore an uncanny resemblance to his intended bride!

In a world ruled by twelve mighty thrones, each kingdom stands divided by power, by belief, and by history. Every nation holds its own heroes, villains, and secrets. Yet as new forces rise, powers that render armies obsolete and kings irrelevant, the balance of the world begins to crack. Through shifting perspectives across continents, Twelve Thrones unveils a world on the brink. What happens when the age of soldiers ends? When ancient power awakens and reshapes the very rules of rule? All thrones will tremble. Not all will stand.

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, and fading to dust. I held on without looking back. Through each repeated day, I ran toward tomorrow’s light. Becoming a knight, resolute and bright.

25 Years had passed since the arrival of Spawns; monsters from a rift that had opened between the ocean of Japan and China. The opening of the rifts caused chaos until the Yamato Heavy Industry produced a combat system to fight off the monsters, they called it "Rider System". The Rider System proves effective in combating the Spawns and for the following years, they are able to keep them in check. In the midst of this insanity, Kamen Rider Historia appeared, his goal is unclear but one thing is clear: Historia is a threat. Following the appearance of Historia came a knight clad in red armour. He introduces himself as Red Daybreak, here to take down Historia. Monsters, Knights and Rider, all three are trying to take down one another. What's the cause of this? Control? Domination? Heroism? Author's Note: The story is currently under construction together with the Book Cover because I haven't finished drawing the illustration, the upload will continue even if the Cover is still being established

In a universe where worlds are not conquered—but earned—humanity survives by turning planets into battlegrounds. Every world is ranked. Every creature evolves. Every victory reshapes the stars. And at sixteen, every citizen must enter the system… or be left behind. David Wyn was never meant to stand out. The son of independent explorers, he was raised on the edges of civilization—taught how to observe, adapt, and survive. But when his parents vanish on a volatile world called Verdalis, they leave behind something far more dangerous than answers: A book that should not exist. A voice that should not speak. And a system that does not belong to any known bloodline. At the Academy—the proving ground for humanity’s future—power is everything. The Twelve rule by lineage. Heirs bend elements, command shadows, and carry legacies written in conquest. And those without a crest? They’re expected to fall in line… or fall behind. David does neither. When his awakening is masked as a failure, he becomes invisible to the very system that defines strength. But hidden power doesn’t stay hidden. Not when monsters evolve mid-battle. Not when planets shift under the weight of a single decision. And not when the strongest bloodlines begin to notice… something is wrong. On Kharos Vale, a training mission turns into a nightmare. A predator consumes its own kind and becomes something greater. An ecosystem begins to spiral. And David makes a choice that changes everything. He doesn’t fight to win. He fights to stop collapse. Now the system is watching. The heirs are questioning. And something older than the Concord has begun to stir. Because David wasn’t chosen by lineage. He wasn’t granted power. He was permitted. And in a universe where strength determines who owns entire worlds— David Wyn may become the one thing no system can classify.

“Our business is life itself.” “We contain, we control, we protect, we are the first line of defense for mankind, and we will never retreat.” –William Russell – In a world without Special Containment Procedures (SCP) Foundation, But there are abnormal phenomena, events, and individuals. Then, people will live under fear. In the future, the world will fall into darkness and destruction. In order to avoid this fact, a desolate nobleman established a company called Umbrella. Mingmian is an international monopoly and has a very high evaluation. The dark side is to hold up a protective umbrella for the entire earth. – There will be classic SCPs in this book, as well as original or movie anomalies and creatures for containment.

Before you stands Mr. Jorg von Roman: the architect of a new era for the German Wehrmacht, the mastermind behind Middle Eastern oil development, the venomous viper at the negotiating table, the leader of the En Marche! party, the scalpel that severed colonial empires, and the man destined to shape a thousand-year empire!