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Dimensional Travels: World at War

Barded_Ink
A modern US soldier and his batallion die immediately when flying to a rapid mobilization order in Iraq. The Goddess Triamal saves the batallion and offers them a tantalizing offer: Live a second time with a chance for redemption, or die and return to Earth. Most take the offer, going to war against a world. The age old question: "can a modern army unit win against an entire world" is on display here. *Disclaimers* There is no harem in here. There is a single FMC, and that will never change. Yes, there will be romance, and no the MC is not a spineless wimp who doesn't know how to treat women. This is not a "guy gains a system, and speed blitzes everything" story, there are stakes, there will be death, and the pacing may slow at times. I may get a few things wrong from time to time about how a battalion moves. Feel free to tell me when/if that happens. This is not a story about "conquering another world because a portal showed up." No, this is "we are fighting an entire world for our second chance at life" Chapter updates: Monday through Thursday I will release between 2-4 chapters. Fridays through Sundays will be 1-2 chapters. (i work weekends)
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Battle Royale Of Gods

"In a game designed by the Divine, the only way to win is to stop existing." Ten thousand players. One crumbling city. A "Harvest" that demands a soul-tax for every breath you take. For Alok, a college student trapped in this divine slaughterhouse, the rules were supposed to be simple: Higher Luck means a better life. But Alok’s interface shows a value that shouldn't exist: Luck -1. In a world where "Hero" tier players hunt with golden light and "Saints" command the elements, Alok is a Ghost—a glitch in the system that the Gods can’t track, tax, or predict. While others pray for divine buffs, Alok must navigate the shifting sectors of the Cradle, accompanied by a cold-blooded assassin who might be his only ally—or his eventual executioner. The Gods want a Harvest. The Players want the bounty on his head. But Alok is tired of being a piece on the board. [What to Expect] Tactical Survival: Every resource—water, stamina, and Soul Credits—matters. Victories aren't won by screaming louder; they’re won by outsmarting the System’s logic. Grounded Supernatural Action: Powers have costs. Magic isn't "free," and Alok’s "Negative Luck" is as much a curse as it is a weapon. A Brutal Battle Royale: High-stakes phases, shrinking zones, and "Janitor" entities designed to erase the weak. Deep Lore & Mystery: Who is running the Game? And why does the System fear a boy with no luck? [What NOT to Expect] No Harem: This is a story of survival and grit, not a collection of waifus. No Forced Romance: Relationships are built on trust and necessity in a kill-or-be-killed world. No "Power of Friendship" Plot Armor: If a character makes a mistake, they pay for it. The System doesn't forgive. [System Status] Name: Alok Class: [ERROR: NOT FOUND] Luck: -1
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Kage? No Problem, Just Pay Up

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