The King of Midfield!

After her death, Lilith awakens in a world where fourteen billion players struggle for survival, power, and the right to continue existing. Over Ten million of them have become Demon Lords, each building their own race, their own territory, and their own army. Demonic Dragon Knights command vast legions, Vampires rise to build empires, and Lords of Catastrophe leave nothing but ruin in their wake. Yet Lilith enters this world as the Primordial Succubus Monarch - and quickly realizes she cannot walk the same path as the others. Instead of endless armies, she is given only three succubi, each unique in their own way, and the system permanently seals her ability to summon more. In a world where power is measured in numbers, such a gift feels more like a death sentence than a blessing. If she wants to conquer this world, she will have to take armies from other Demon Lords, grow stronger despite her limitations, and prove that a demon of desire is not meant only to seduce - but to fight. And above them all stand the Heroes… beings created for one purpose alone. To hunt and kill Demon Lords like her. And Lilith would soon realize… that neither Heroes nor Demon Lords were the true predators of this world. *** You can support me on Patreon: https://patreon.com/TorqQ

What if the monster you were sold to wasn't the real danger? They call him the Monster. Nine wives. Nine graves. No heirs. I was supposed to be the tenth. Sold by my family to save a sister who betrayed me, I thought survival meant staying invisible. But when I healed Alpha Kael Cinderclaw in the snow, I accidentally bound us together, a mate bond neither of us wanted and neither can sever. Now I feel his rage like fire beneath my skin. He feels my fear like a blade against his throat. And the fortress that buried nine wives is watching us both. My family wanted me erased. His enemies want me dead. And Kael? He looks at me like I'm the one thing he can't afford to want—but can't let go. They wanted a sacrifice. They're getting an awakening. In a world where power is everything, the wolfless girl just became the Alpha's greatest weakness, and his most dangerous obsession.

Once a man in the prime of his life, forged by years of exhausting study—sustained by energy drinks—by harsh military discipline and relentless, grinding labor, he had finally reached the moment to live for himself. Free at last from the weight of financial chains that had kept him from his desires, he found happiness in doing what he loved. Life showed no mercy. A single accident erased everything he had built in a matter of seconds. Yet the cycle did not end. He breathed again. This time, in the body of a child. Not reborn into warmth or safety, but into captivity—into the body of a young prisoner of war, stripped of freedom, bound for slavery. His name was Basil, a name meant for greatness.

In the city of Fuyuki, where legendary heroes are summoned to fight in the Holy Grail War, an ordinary man is inadvertently thrown into a conflict he was never meant to touch. Kuro Tokitou, a handsome androgynous man with a troubled past, has just realized that he is the reincarnation of someone from another world named Cain Ainsward. By luck, he acquires a mysterious system. But, unfortunately, the system turns him into a Master in this deadly war. With the Sharingan Eye Skill and the Gate of Babylon granted by his daily system login, Kuro Tokito’s absurd journey begins in a world he could never have imagined.

A story about a young woman who faces the world from her childhood till the day she parted and her journey to seek the truth. Facing obstacles throughout her journey, and the curse that she had to endure lead her to a prophecy about the world fate that lies within the hand of a child who was born in ominous circumstances. Trying to change fate and to saved her loved ones made her lose everything she held dear in her heart... What will she do? Who shall she trust? ... ... This story was previously published in wattpad. Please feel free to contact me if there are any questions.

One look to learn. Two looks to master. Ren Isana was summoned to a world where spiritual energy has returned, monsters roam the streets, and spatial rifts lead to dangerous alternate dimensions. But he wasn’t summoned by a god or a king—he was summoned by his own parallel self: a depressed orphan who sacrificed his existence just to bring Ren into this “giant cesspool” of a world. However, the sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Ren awakened the Eyes of Insight, a legendary talent from another world. Whether it is the bone-shattering martial arts of a street-corner elder, the high-tier elemental spells of elite professors, or even the unique bloodline talents of his peers—Ren sees it all. Yukino Yukinoshita’s perfect physical control? Copied. Asuna Yuuki’s lightning-fast rapier speed? Mastered. Aria Valentia (Ais Wallenstein)’s divine wind magic? Replicated and improved. When a spatial rift opens to the legendary city of Orario, Ren doesn’t go to explore—he goes to dominate. Behind him stands a class of the world’s most famous “geniuses.” Ahead of him stand the gods themselves. As the newly appointed Captain of the Hestia Familia, Ren Isana is about to show the inhabitants of the Dungeon what happens when a mortal possesses the eyes of a god. “You call that a secret technique? Sorry—I learned it five seconds ago… and I think I do it better.”

In the ninja world, a ninja’s potential has limits—and so does a ninja’s lifespan. From his observations, Higashino Makoto comes to a simple conclusion: the harder a ninja trains and the more fiercely they fight, the more likely they are to become short-lived. Countless efforts, endless battles… all for an early grave. “Father, a ninja’s capacity really has its limits.” “What are you talking about?” “I’m just saying… becoming something beyond a ninja sounds better.” A light reincarnation story with a pragmatic protagonist, set in the world of Naruto. .... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"

I transmigrated! Yaaayyy—! Spawn point: captured by Evilus! Waaah—! Saved by Ryuu Lion! Yaaayyy—! Woke up skin and bones! Waaah—! The system finally booted up! Yaaayyy—! It assigned him the class Abundance Pathstrider (the “Healer” route)! Waaah—! But he joined the Astraea Familia and became an adventurer! Yaaayyy—! A brand-new adventure of his own is about to begin! Yaaayyy—!