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Mark is a genius military weapon designer who was kidnapped by a mafia gang after refusing to work for them. They forced him to design unique weapons for five years, until one day he successfully escaped only to get shot by his trusted comrades. *Ding! You awakened a weapon system. When he opened his eyes, he was in a different body and in a different world. "You want to kill a wild boar without being detected? Forget about bow and arrow. Here, I present you this sniper rifle." "You want to kill a horde of goblins from the sky? Forget about those flying carpets and brooms. Here, I present you the fighter jet." "You want to kill a dragon? Forget about taking the help of the S-class adventure team. Here, I present you a nuclear bomb." Join Mark Spencer/ Lu Zhen as he brings the whole world to its knees with the help of his weapon system. *** Note: Author isn't born in an English-speaking nation and has no editor either. So, please be understanding if there are any grammatical errors. ************** Author's current works: War Online, My Soul Card is a Reaper Author's other notable works: The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga ************** You can also support the Author through Patreon or buy coffee on Ko-fi.com https://www.patreon.com/snowstar https://ko-fi.com/snowstar5061

Set in the Shadow Slave world...a time before Sunny was born...this story follows a simple soldier who must survive in a dystopian, apocalyptic landscape where magic and gun warfare collide. In a far-off Quadrant known as North America, a young soldier named Hope is 16 years old when he gets infected by the Nightmare Spell. He passed! But...he feels a bit scammed...? A flaw that makes him fade from people's memories... A cursed attribute that makes him remember everything endlessly in eternal wakefulness... It's as if the Spell is twisting his future and existence into an almost improbable one. All he has ever known his purpose to be was to serve as a simple soldier. Not too powerful. But not so weak either. And maybe, just maybe like some others, become an Awakened. Although he never dreamt of being one. Now that his whole life is compromised after his First Nightmare, his first objective is to survive on his own. But as he tries to escape his fate, his actions seem to lead him further from his goal. He struggles against obstacles that slowly grow bigger and out of proportion. Maybe the Dream Realm and the Real World aren't so different than one may think. Hope's journey involves uncovering secrets and gaining knowledge about his true nature and his new role in the world. Is he fit to be a hero? Could he redefine it? *** Please read the READER DISCLAIMER in Volume 0. This is my spin-off novel of "Shadow Slave" by Guiltythree. But please don't expect the same writing style, setting, and characters, especially the main character. This story reveals more about how people/cities/governments operate after the Spell’s arrival. I always find it interesting how maybe one country handles it fairly, but how others handle it with desperation to the point that you question humanity. There will be easter eggs pointing to the original novel either intentional for the plot or unrelated to it, but all for fun. I am a new author so props to all who bear with me and helps me improve my writing. If it is not for you, please don't leave outright hate comments. Eat wassabi instead if you want pain. Critique and advice would be great too. Cover Art: @ellieaedon I will be posting on RoyalRoad.com and on AO3 for some people's preferences.

{WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+} A man wakes up in an endless white void with a strange voice whispering in his ear about how he’s become the new owner of the Dungeon of Lust. He doesn’t take it too seriously at first, but when he learns his life may be in jeopardy, all his reserves fall to the wayside. It’s not long after he realizes the true peril of his situation that the voice in his head grants him the ability to summon defenders to help him; however, to claim sovereignty over his legion and rule these summoned defenders, he has to fulfill a condition with them: satisfaction. He grows confused at this condition until an otherworldly beauty appears in front of him, flaunting her alluring figure. Then, Vale, the man, learns just what it means to be the owner of the Dungeon of Lust. He struggles to hold his morals, but when the vice of lust is suppressed… it only gets stronger.

Max Taylor was supposed to get a second chance. One moment he was dying in a crumpled car, headlights bleeding into the night— the next, he opened his eyes beneath a foreign sky, reborn into a world where the wind smelled cleaner and the stars burned unfamiliar. Fate, he thought, was finally being kind. But kindness doesn’t linger. Within months, his new parents—gentle hands, warm smiles, the family he never had—were murdered without a trace. No bodies. No clues. Just the echo of loss repeating itself like a cruel cosmic joke. Grief hardened into a quiet storm inside him, a five-year-old carrying an anger far too ancient. Just when the darkness felt bottomless, his “golden finger” arrived. The Wish Stone. Sentient. Sensitive. And loud enough to give a monk a migraine. Sy—blunt, sarcastic, and convinced Max is one bad decision wrapped in skin—becomes his unwilling partner. Every boost, every upgrade, every tiny miracle drains Max’s hard-earned Wish Points. Sy charges him for everything, even cleaning up messes Max didn’t know he made. If power came with a troll, it would look exactly like this. Armed with grit, borrowed miracles, and Sy’s nonstop commentary, Max grows stronger in the shadows of the mundane world—picking up scraps of intel, dismantling gangs, digging through the grime for the one truth that matters: who killed his parents? But the truth comes with fangs. Taking on a job, Max stumbles upon a request to kill a vampire, a confirmation that the world he's in isn't as it seems. Behind the neon-lit alleys and smoky hideouts lies a hidden realm—creatures of myth walking in tailored suits, old powers trading secrets beneath moonlit cathedrals, mysteries sharper than blades. The underworld he hunted is only the surface. And the monster he’s been chasing? He isn’t the killer. Worse—his parents aren’t dead. Everything Max has bled for, every path he clawed his way through, every night of rage, every wish… all built on a perfect, deliberate lie. Now Max must dive deeper, into a maze of shadows where truth costs more than Wish Points, and the dead don’t stay dead. With Sy’s taunting voice in his ear and a destiny shaped by secrets, Max hunts the real puppeteer pulling the strings of his life—twice. A boy reborn. A world concealed. A sarcastic cheat system with opinions. And a mystery that rewrites everything.

Option 2：Game of Thrones: The Lustful Plunderer System Option 3：Execution Day: I Awakened the Slaughter System in Westeros The cold Valyrian steel of 'Ice' pressed against my neck. Ned Stark stood above me, ready to swing. I was a deserter of the Night's Watch, and I had one second to change my fate. I didn't die that day. Instead, I awakened something far more dangerous than the White Walkers: The Killing System. In this cruel game of thrones, I am not a hero. I am a Hunter. [Ding! Enemy Killed.] [Experience Points Devoured. Attributes Increased!] [Skill Plundered: Grandmaster Swordsmanship!] From the frozen North to the burning South, I turn the world into my personal hunting ground. I killed the Night's Watch Commander to seize power. I manipulated the Starks for leverage. I hatched a mutated three-headed dragon born of Ice and Fire to rule the skies. I don't play by the rules of honor. I play to win. And the prize? Not just the Iron Throne, but the most beautiful women in the Seven Kingdoms. From the wild Wolf Girl of Winterfell to the Lioness Queen of King's Landing, and even the Mother of Dragons across the Narrow Sea... I will plunder them all. Winter is coming? No. I AM the Winter. What to expect: Ruthless Protagonist: A pragmatist who kills without hesitation. No mercy for enemies. Solo Leveling Vibe: Kill enemies -> Plunder Stats & Skills -> Become a God. Dragon Rider: Master of "Winter," a unique three-headed dragon. Harem: Unapologetic ambition. Conquering Queens, Princesses, and Noble Ladies. Plot Omniscient: Using knowledge of the future to manipulate major events and destroy enemies like Littlefinger and the Lannisters.

The year is 2065. A devout Christian named Arthur Bennett wins a lottery to participate in a virtual reality experience at a high-tech company called Elysium. The program utilizes a VR pod to immerse users in a world based on a popular cartoon from Japan. As the other participants—a mix of personalities with varying degrees of Japanese animation knowledge—prepare to enter the simulation, Arthur remains the only one who has never indulged in it. Upon entering this new world, he discovers an unsettling truth: pain is excruciatingly real despite Elysium’s claims of a dampened pain response. Arthur eventually finds himself trapped in prison, unable to log out, and demanding to be released from the program. Calls go unanswered, and the world of ninjas becomes a nightmare where hunger, thirst, hygiene, and even death are all real. Angered that he was deceived, he abandons all sense of logic and vows to become a villain no one had ever anticipated.

A forbidden technique. A dying clan. A Konoha buried in shadows. Shiraishi Gisei possesses the power to devour Chakra itself. But in a world of monsters, he starts as nothing more than prey. This is not a tale of a hero saving the world with the Will of Fire. It is the chronicle of a survivor who rejected his destiny. Forced to hide in the dark, he schemes, builds his own forces, and steals power from those who stand in his way. From a fragile insect user to a mastermind shaking the foundations of the Ninja World—his path is paved with patience, ruthlessness, and the drained corpses of his enemies.

[Content warning: Mature Content, lots and lots of lemons, genius MC.] ________________________________ [Ding! You have stopped the Cromothean Invasion! You have unlocked the Black Steel Armor (Level 3)] [Ding! Despite putting a stop to her plans, the Cromothean Empress has fallen for your charms, she wants nothing more than to meet you!] [Ding! You have solved the Cosmic Formula! The cosmic entities have grown wary of your existence.] Years ago, way before I was even born, humanity was reminded that we weren't alone in the universe, and our world was invaded by a race of alien conquerors that called themselves the Ravemites. It was ghastly. And humanity was soon on the brink of extinction until, we were saved by an Intergalactic Organization that called themselves Starcore Nebula. Years later, in the middle of this chaotic relationship between mankind and alien, I, Ethan Kaiser — a regular 18 year old kid who had always looked up to these heroes, aspired to be just like them even without awakening any talent, lost my parents in the apocalypse . Since then, I lost any aspirations I had, any admiration I harbored towards these intergalactic agents. Till one day, I came across a strange system that changed my life forever, and I awakened a talent too. That Talent's Name was D.E.L.T.A. And because of it, I was linked to the greatest technological system in the universe, create state of the art weaponry out of thin air? Easy. Hack into the universe's most elite security system? Piece of cake. Being wanted by cosmic beauties across the galaxy? Child's play. But I didn't go unnoticed, soon enough rival galactic organizations and even alien warlords from all over the universe wanted me gone at any cost, so if they wanted to wage a war against me, bring it on. I have no desire to become a intergalactic hero, but with this system, I am justice. So the battle to save earth from these so-called conquerors? it wasn't just the planet's fight anymore, it was mine. They made sure of that the day they let my parents died.

"I've always thought that the greatest stories are those that End when they should End". But. Is it really true? Maybe I could be right or maybe wrong who knows..... [◆□◆□◆□◆□◆] BEGINS NOW..... ᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔᚔ “Why me? Why did I have to be the one pulled out of 8.23 billion souls. Maybe there’s no reason. Maybe life picks at random and laughs in your face. So let’s do what we can do now, in this moment stolen from the world I’ll never return to. 'But I wish I could....God I wish I could'. So The only answer left is to keep moving until the end. until then— ============================ P.S support this lazy ass author. And you might get a cookie.

Adem thought he was simply exploring a newly discovered underwater pyramid in the Mediterranean. But the moment he touched the Stone Eye… he awakened a power no mortal was ever meant to stir. His soul was pulled into a golden cocoon—trapped alongside a Fallen Primordial, an ancient existence feared even by gods—and when he opened his eyes again, Earth was gone. He had awakened in an entirely different world: Duat. Only then did the truth unveil itself. Ancient Egypt did not originate on Earth. Earth was merely Duat’s shadow. The gods, symbols, and pyramids worshipped by humanity were nothing but faint echoes—reflections of beings who shaped this world long before humans ever existed. He arrived weak, disoriented, and utterly powerless. Now? Sect Masters want to recruit him. Emperors want to imprison him. Half-Gods want to erase him at any cost. Because whatever followed him through that vortex… was never meant to exist in Duat. Welcome to Duat—where all beginnings were written.

If you had one wish, what would it be? A screen just appeared before you, asking for a wish. Would you believe it and try to wish for money? Maybe Fame? Or would you question if everyone is given a screen and the world is about to be flipped upside down? Well, the world is given one wish, everyone has the same opportunity, and your imagination is the limit! [Warning: MC would be overpowered, and by overpowered, I mean those with a skill rank of his tier and above could hope of even standing in his way.]

Riev haunted by a destiny he fights to escape, becomes a reluctant weapon in a war to claim Heaven's throne. The fate of all realms revolves around an abomination, an offspring of the ugliest of sins, a shame born to Lucifer, the devil himself and a lunatic dark witch. Riev struggles to find meaning in a world that calls him curse. Simon, known in Hell as Riev, was never meant to exist. Not an angel, not a demon, not even a human, Hell's first living spawn. When Lucifer vanishes without a trace, Hell fractures against itself in a bloody fight for dominance over the Infernal throne. Every infernal faction turns on itself, and Riev becomes the hunted key to a prophecy older than Heaven's throne. As realms shatter and forbidden love tempts him towards salvation, Riev must choose: to embrace his wrath and crown himself the monster they all tremble at, or to defy Hell's bloodline and something far more dangerous, a threat to the balance between all realms. But power like his was never meant to be controlled. And blood... Always calls to blood. Love will save him, Betrayal will end him. And his name will be remembered only in the dark corners of all realms as whispers of what could have been.

#Not a wish-fulfillment story #Intelligent protagonist "If Yamcha had awakened earlier… the Android Apocalypse wouldn't have been hell." Yamcha wakes up in the Dragon Ball world. But not in the peaceful timeline. Not when Goku is alive. Not when the Z Fighters stand together. He opens his eyes in Trunks’ doomed future—A world already burned to ash! Cities fall. Families scream. Androids 17 and 18 hunt humans like toys. And the Z Fighters… every last one of them… are dead. No system. No cheats. No Saiyan bloodline. Just a human body everyone mocked—And the will to defy everything. Is this really all there is to the limits of humankind..? Should I just accept my fate and die..? No! I REFUSE TO DIE THE SAME WAY TWICE. This is a hardcore, strategic power-up story. No system, no shortcuts—just grit, technique, and DBZ's martial arts. And don't worry, he'll become OP as hell!

En un mundo donde los dioses gobiernan con puño de hierro, un alma rebelde decide desafiar el orden divino. Cuando el destino lo empuja a alzarse contra el mismísimo cielo, descubre que la verdadera lucha no es solo por el poder, sino por la libertad. ¿Podrá cambiar el curso del universo o será otra víctima del destino?

*** Liohime Kitagami could only blink in utter confusion as the fully nude body of the woman came into view. And thus, only a single word creaked out from him in response. "….Eh?" The playful beaming smile of the young woman emerged right before she jumped at him and screamed with joy while her arms opened wide for an emphatic hug. "MASTER, WELCOME HOME!!!" It was at that moment that the life of Liohime Kitagami from the Shinigami Soldiers changed forever. In a modern fantasy world where powerful magic beasts are the norm, seventeen year-old Liohime undergoes his biggest undercover theft mission yet by sneaking into one of the branches of the most famous Magical Beast organizations. His life changes completely when his eyes casts upon his target- a mysterious green and white decorated egg. Unfortunately, his split second decision of taking it while almost out of time was a mistake. Thus, life with an extremely clingy sacred beast that could transform into a mythical young woman who displayed a hyperfixation of love for him had emerged. While understanding that this magical beast is probably more incredibly important than he might have thought, it is up to Liohime Kitagami to engage in countless day to day activities, adventures, recreational mishaps, dates and more with mayhem lurking around every corner in order to satisfy this Magical Beast Girl that won't leave him alone.... *** TW: BOO! Profanity and sexual themes included! ....Hey, why are you not scared? *** Webnovel Rising Star 2025 Participant! -'The Magical Beast Girl Won't Leave Me Alone!' (Or 'Mahoujuu Shoujo' for abbreviation) is a slice of life/comedy fantasy web novel written by me, Tezukumo. -I plan to consider valuable criticism and suggestions by readers. Please look forward to a mostly chill and fun-filled story. -Chapters will be published twice every day! -Discord Server for Chapter Updates, Announcements, Discussions and More: https://discord.gg/qPPGvUwnRn

"If she feels pain, then I'll make sure we all do..." As a purple and pink tailed meteor enters Earth's atmosphere, it begins "snowing" all over the planet. Humans are no longer on top of the ladder. A crystal ice dragon explodes from the space rock, creating Hell. Bringing along an ambush of bloodthirsty aliens, some large enough to demolish buildings, "Leviathan" has forced humanity into various locations of hiding around the world. Within three years after the initial invasion, humans have begun to not only fight back against the aliens, but some choose to become symbiotic hosts, acquiring "magical" abilities after slaying one of the unconventional extraterrestrials. Shortly before leaving their sanctuary/apocalypse training academy, two once drifted friends, Katsu and Saku, are reunited on the same scout team. As polar opposite personalities they are chosen by the only surviving "Creator of Humanity". Both boys become 'blessed' to be hosts for their universe's contemporary forces and use those "God given abilities" to achieve their (secretly combative) goals. Accompanying them is Katsu's adopted sister, Shelly. Regarded as "The Beast of the Beasts" by her peers, she is the reincarnate of her grandmother. The greatest, most underrated female Scandinavian sword fighter to live before the 13th century. After learning of her destined lineage, and admiring the otherwise "mythical" accomplishments completed by her top tier, ass kicking Valkyrie grandma, Shelly is determined to retrieve all of the stolen blades from those who dishonorably stole them over 800 years ago. In order to do so she will have to defeat several members of a manipulative covenant of warrior witches. Each woman blessed with an undiscovered form of energy that has unknowingly coexisted with humanity. These 7 women usher in the POST-post-apocalyptic world as Mafia Bosses, Matriarch Socialist Dictators, Seafaring Conquerors, and a few just want to see this new snow covered world burn. To prove which unnaturally born creature is the Supreme Ultimate amongst them. Aliens, action, romance, betrayal of old friends, the gaining of trust from new, overpowered goofballs, magical damsel despots, righteous and nefarious humans gaining niche powers, not to mention a secretive psychopath using his God given abilities to preserve who he views as his sole purpose. In the end, will love truly conquer all, or will 'their' love conquer us all? "If you have a beloved purpose you can't live a day without, do you truly have any freedom to live? If you have complete freedom to act however, or say whatever you desire, do you truly have any purpose worth caring about to protect?" ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ [All character and cover art is not done by AI but by my good friend Amon-kun] ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ WARNING/DISCLAIMER: This series uses ætiological mythopoeism to spotlight coincidental parallels between various religious scriptures, and scientific theories but is in no way discrediting or belittling the beliefs of others whether that be Creationist or Evolutionist. The views, ideas, and conversations between characters aren't in any way meant to change anyone's beliefs. The conscious use of certain psychological elements from theistic ideology and out of context holy verses is only to support this fictional plot and it's characters. As well as aid the reader as to how one could theoreticize or philosophicize the plot. Instead of using various conflicting ideologies to shame or undermine those who believe, the intention is for deeper thinking and uniting those who believe peace and tranquility between humanity is most important above all.

Luke transmigrates into a chaotic Marvel-fusion universe—one where Freddy, Jason, Myers, Pinhead, Transformers, mutants, witches, demons, and cosmic entities all coexist. A world where even going to high school means sharing a classroom with Peter Parker, Harry Osborn… and future monsters in human skin. Just when he thinks he’s doomed, a golden finger awakens: —Reality Editor— • Edit your own attributes • Access thousands of skills from countless worlds • Alter skill effects • Scan 3D surroundings • Identify friend or foe • Manipulate terrain and objects • Record anomalies to gain power forever Every “anomalous” person, item, or creature becomes fuel for his upgrades. Every threat is an opportunity. Every version update brings Luke one step closer to omnipotence. With limitless growth, reality-bending abilities, and no moral chains holding him back, Luke sets his own path: From bullied classmates… to supernatural killers… to cosmic horrors… To the very gods overseeing the multiverse—all will eventually kneel. Because once the Reality Editor reaches its final version… Luke will no longer be human. He will be the Architect. The One Above the one above all. And this multiverse? It will exist only as long as he allows it.

Nate should have known better than to pick up his roommate Jared’s latest obsession. Jared had been raving about a fantasy novel, claiming it was “the best story ever.” Nate, ever the skeptic, decided to borrow it—to prove how incredibly cliché it was. Flipping through the first chapters, Nate saw it all: melodramatic monologues, tragic backstories crammed into paragraphs, endless speeches about justice. He couldn’t help himself and muttered to himself: “As expected” Unfortunately, the author he offended wasn’t just a writer. He was Eltharion, the Supreme Primordial—the being who wrote the novel and the world it takes place in. Next thing Nate knows, he wakes up in a different body. Not a hero. Not a rival. Not even a proper villain. He becomes Othriel Veyndral, a pretentious young noble who appears briefly in the prologue just to die. A forgotten extra, one with an unfortunate backstory, a name readers forget immediately. And once Nate recognizes where he is, he finally remembers the novel’s absurdly long title: “The Everlasting Hero of Pure Eternal Justice.” Nate mutters: “…What kind of title is that? Did the author swallow a thesaurus?” Right on cue, a laid-back system materializes and declares: ❝Your mission: make the story more interesting.❞ Consequence for failure? Nothing, serious. At least, for him. He’d simply “lose the chance to inherit the mantle of the Supreme Primordial.” As if Nate asked for that kind of cosmic responsibility. So Nate decides on the simplest path: survive, relax, upgrade his lifestyle using his noble status, and maybe destroy the hero’s harem. But then the system updates. A new message appears: Eltharion had already chosen him as his successor— not out of necessity, not out of destiny, but because it made Nate’s transmigration far more entertaining. A cosmic joke. A divine prank. A bored god’s personal reality show. Now the world’s script warps around Nate. Characters gravitate toward him instead of the protagonist. Events that never existed begin unfolding. He wanted peace. Fate wants drama. And the universe keeps asking the question he’s trying to avoid: Will he stay a nameless extra doomed to die in the margins… or act upon the title he never asked for— the chosen successor of the Supreme Primordial— and shake the world to its core? Thus begins the tale of Othriel Veyndral— a forgotten extra, a reader who mocked the wrong prologue, and the successor whose choice may ignite a new era. Author’s Note: This is my first book, so it might lack some things here and there—but I hope you’ll enjoy the story as it grows. Thank you for giving it a chance!

Suicide. That was his exit but things never go according to plan do they? The self-named Imposter wakes up on another world. To make matters worse he is trapped inside the body of the weakest seventh son of the bankrupt House of Moon-Born. Now as Orochi Moon-Born, he must traverse the Kingdom of Nagalon for the survival of his House and above all, himself. In a world where spirit power seperates the ordinary man from nobility, where the weakest are discarded, Orochi must face the demands of this harsh new reality. No one expects the seventh Moon-Born to be anything special. No one is expecting the Snake God.

You ever wake up with that weird gut feeling that something’s about to go horribly wrong? Yeah, me too. Unfortunate me, it wasn't the usual "Forgot to set the alarm" kind of trouble. But before all that, I had to deal with the real apocalypse: morning traffic, overflowing buses, and my boss — the final boss of corporate hell himself. You know? Your usual adult way of life, yay! And what about that seemingly endless mist, that didn't seem to go away? The news said “strange weather phenomena,” but my gut said “we’re all screwed.” Naturally, I did what any rational person would do: took a long bath, played some games, and did some workout swinging my sword in the backyard like a wannabe knight. Because if the world is ending, I might as well look cool doing it. I hope it's just me overthinking things... What? Did you expect ME to play the hero? Not happening! Now, if only the unease would go away... What happened to the animals? No! Bad doggy! Stop it! What even is that shadow?! That thing is definitely not normal! Wait... are you telling me I was secretly the protagonist all along? This might not be that bad after all... -------------------------------------------------- This will be the story of an unusual office worker whose world was devoured by some higher game-like world. The MC will be strong, but I don't want him to be one of those cringe dumbass lone wolfs with 6th grade syndrome. Also, I ain't making him some Saitama look-alike anytime soon if ever at all. There will be romance and will be no-harem (you better support the novel or I'll break your hearts, you are warned!). 4 new chapters every week on Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday on reset time! That's all on my part, give it a go and tell me what you think (Reviews and power stones are always welcome and they give me dopamine, give me enough of them and I might just let a couple chapters of my stash out earlier!).