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S class Hunter? No, I'm Just an Internet Cafe Worker

At twelve years old, Minhae became Korea’s youngest and most powerful S-Class Hunter — a living weapon capable of clearing high-rank dungeons alone. No one knew his face. No one knew his name. Hidden behind a mask and illusion abilities, Under the name "Luciel", he was a national secret. Then he entered a dungeon he never came back from. The world mourned the fall of its strongest prodigy. Memorials were built. His name became legend. But Minhae wasn’t dead. Gravely injured and nearly blind after a catastrophic dungeon incident, he was thrown across borders by a malfunctioning spatial rift. Stranded in a foreign land, he spent months recovering in darkness — his sight gone, his power unstable, and his title meaningless. Yet in the silence, his other senses awakened, allowing him to feel the world in ways ordinary Hunters never could. Before his vision fully returned, another disaster struck — a massive dungeon break in Korea. Driven by instinct, Minhae teleported back… only to arrive in the middle of ruin and chaos. There, beneath falling ash and broken concrete, he found a man desperately shielding a crying baby while mourning his wife, crushed beneath the debris. Mistaking the blind, injured boy for another orphan of the tragedy, the man reached out his hand. For the first time, Minhae didn’t correct someone about who he was. He took the hand. Years pass. The legendary S-Class Hunter remains officially dead. Now grown, Minhae lives quietly under a new name, working part-time at his adopted brother’s struggling internet café. He makes ramen for customers, fixes broken PCs, and pretends he doesn’t still sense mana fluctuations from blocks away.
Fallen_immortality · 4.3k Views
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Tokyo's Romeo

Reborn in modern Tokyo, Kuroha Akira comes back with exactly zero cheat abilities, zero morals, and zero motivation. His life goal is simple and noble: lie flat forever. Unfortunately, lying flat costs money—and working? Absolutely not. Since no elegant, rich onee-san is lining up to keep him, Akira pivots to a more long-term investment strategy: Find future rich girls. Raise them. Optimize favorability. Cash out dividends later. Think of it as angel investing—except the startups are people, the currency is affection, and the exit strategy is becoming a full-time kept man. This is Akira’s personal life hack: “Favorability is just an emotional stock market.” As long as he can manipulate emotional trends, hedge risks across multiple “portfolios,” and prevent any single relationship from crashing the whole system… A life of being financially supported until death is statistically achievable. Our slogan: “Lie flat. Rot slowly. Let someone else pay the bills.” *** But reality, as always, drops an unexpected patch update. Breaking News: The long-missing legendary entrepreneur and investor Kuroha Akira has been rescued after years of captivity. The prime suspects? Several women he maintained “complicated emotional positions” with during his high school era. Footage from the rescue scene captures Akira muttering in disbelief: “Why… I drained so much money… …and her favorability went up instead of crashing?!” *** His life ultimately proves two immutable truths: Emotional markets are more volatile than crypto. Being a kept man always comes with hidden costs. *** Disclaimer: Yes, this is a harem story. No, these heroines are not mentally normal. Proceed at your own emotional risk. https://patreon.com/BlackZetsu?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink
Shunsuke_Uchiha · 124.3k Views

Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World

« MATURE CONTENT » I was supposed to check my stats. Instead, I checked my sins. One scroll through the system notifications and I realized I’d made the dumbest, hottest, most catastrophic mistake in cultivation history: [Heir Conception Confirmed: All three blessed wives have been Impregnanted.] [Gestation: 3 months. Offspring inherit 50% divine bloodline + maternal elemental affinities.] [Legacy Skill Unlocked: Imperial Seed – Children born at Core Formation minimum. Twins/Triplets chance +70%.] Translation? I bred the maid who poisoned me, the archer who swore she’d never kneel, and the ice queen who hadn’t even been kissed… in one night. Now they’re all carrying little demigods—and Heaven just flagged me as Calamity Incarnate. I wanted a quiet moment to breathe. Heaven handed me a countdown. 3… 2… 1… The sky split like a bad promise. Tribulation clouds boiled over the horizon, rings within rings, and every ring had my name carved into it. Lightning didn’t just flash—it wrote scripture across the firmament, every stroke a sentence: Zhao Tianlong, Calamity Incarnate. And behind me, three heartbeats answered in perfect sync. "Husband, stand back; you should save your energy to fight us in bed..." I glanced at the notifications again, just to suffer. [Heaven’s Will: Surveillance Active. Concealment: Impossible.] [Designation: Catastrophe-Grade Variable. Tribulation: Immediate.] [Bonus Condition Detected: Three Heroines Pregnant. Difficulty Multiplier: x10.] [Note: Heaven disapproves of speedrunning destiny via breeding.] "H-husband, why is the sky thundering..." "The clouds seem to be darkening with concentrated Qi." "It's like it is spreading across the land to take you on, Tianlong." I almost laughed. Almost. My naive wives, they can’t see how the clouds look beautiful, like a beautiful woman. "Hah… I make fountains out of heavenly beauties with my thing," I spat, a chuckle forming while getting disgusted, cute, lovely glares from my heavenly wives. "So if even Heaven itself dares to spread her legs at me, all she’ll do is scream louder," I said, lifting my middle finger towards the sky with a grin that almost ruined my hot husband image in front of my wives. "Tch, perverted bastard... I will just fight." "Ahem, yes, standing beside him might corrupt me." "H-husband... I-I will go fight too... you are embarrassing me..." They stepped beside me—left, right, and one half a pace ahead. Unaware that their sway of hips and jiggles of melons were too distracting. "...." I could only look at three of my beauties, thinking how they are different than last night, but again it appears I might have to corrupt them more. "So, shall we begin the journey of Dual Cultivation?" No NTR, No Yuri
Idiocrat · 1m Views

Resident Evil: Zombie Command

Marcus Cole Harrison, a corporate analyst from our world, wakes up in the body of an Umbrella Security Division soldier just as the world is about to burn. He has inherited more than just a military rank; he possesses a perfectly integrated T-Virus that has bonded with his transmigrated soul. Unlike the shambling monsters or the mutated BOWs, Marcus is a "human-viral symbiosis"—retaining his mind while evolving his biology. Recognizing the impending global extinction, Marcus deserts Umbrella to become the ultimate variable. Joining forces with iconic survivors like Alice and Jill Valentine, he uses his powers to turn Umbrella’s creations against them. He isn't just fighting for survival; he is a living weapon designed to dismantle the corporation that started the apocalypse. In a world of zombies and tyrants, Marcus is the only thing Umbrella truly fears: their own perfection turned against them. The Virus: Integrated Powers Telekinesis: An active ability that allows Marcus to manipulate objects with his mind. It ranges from subtle distractions to crushing force, though it requires intense concentration and drains "Viral Stamina." Superhuman Physique: A passive enhancement of speed, strength, and durability. Marcus’s body operates at peak efficiency, allowing him to contend with BOWs like Hunters and Lickers in close-quarters combat. Zombie Command: Marcus can broadcast a viral frequency to influence or command basic T-Virus infected. This allows him to turn a ravenous horde into a tactical shield or a localized army. Antivirus Blood: Marcus’s biology acts as a living laboratory. His blood can be processed into a highly effective antivirus, making him the most valuable asset in the fight to save humanity—and the most hunted man on the planet. Im uploading this into royalroad.com .
Wish_Fanfic · 65.1k Views

Love,Written In Ruins

Eloise thought her first heartbreak would end in tears. She was wrong. It ended in gasoline and a match. ​For two years, she’d loved him with a naive belief in "forever." He was her safe place—until she found the truth buried in his trash. Used condoms, the scent of betrayal still fresh. Then came the final blow: a call from a friend who’d spotted him at a restaurant with someone else. ​Eloise didn't just walk away; she crashed his dinner. She emptied a glass of wine over his face, slapped him until her palm burned, and threw the evidence of his infidelity at his chest. ​But heartbreak demanded a higher price. That night, her agony took the shape of a flickering flame. She watched his estate burn, waiting for the satisfaction to kick in. ​It never did. Because the house didn’t belong to her ex. ​It belonged to Luciano Solis De la Vega. ​A man whose name is whispered in the city's darkest corners. Ruthless. Powerful. Terrifyingly composed. Luciano doesn’t believe in mercy or insurance claims; he believes in collateral. And now, Eloise is the only asset he intends to collect. ​She is his debt. His punishment. His. ​Luciano is a master of control, a man who breaks beautiful things just to see them bend. But Eloise refuses to shatter. Every defiant glance and every tremor of fury awakens a dangerous obsession within him. ​Their nights are a war zone where hate collides with heat and punishment blurs into desire. But as the smoke clears, Eloise realizes the fire she started was only the beginning. Between jealous lovers and enemies disguised as friends, she is trapped in a world where even loyalty has teeth. ​When two broken souls collide, they don’t heal. They incinerate. ​From the ashes of betrayal, a new kind of love is written—not in promises, but in ruins.
Layla_Pearls · 92.8k Views