Echoes of a Dead Star
By @john1208
Radovan Kresnik, the last human alive, died alone amidst the ruins of a world devoured by the Void. But his death was not an end - it was the final step of a desperate, centuries-old plan. Awakening eighteen years in the past, he is once again a scrawny, unremarkable student at the prestigious Svarog Spire Academy, his cataclysmic gravity magic carefully hidden beneath the guise of a clumsy telekinetic. His younger sister, Milena, is still alive, and so is Zora, the woman whose death originally broke him. Haunted by the memory of his own cowardice, Radovan is armed with fragmented memories and cryptic clues left by his future self. He must navigate the petty cruelties of the academy, including a sadistic instructor with a grudge, while secretly deciphering his own desperate message from the future. He knows the Void is coming. He knows everyone he loves is on a countdown to extinction. Can he unravel the puzzle his dying self created in time to change their fate, or will he discover that the price of saving humanity is his own?
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Dreamer of the Shattered Echo
By @john1208
Kenshin awoke at the bottom of the Ouroboros Pit, a place from which no one returns, with only two things: the memory of his humiliating defeat at the hands of the generational genius, Haruka, and a strange new System. The [Echo Chamber] grants him one hundred phantom bodies in a time-accelerated dreamscape. For every hour he sleeps, his echoes train for a century, channeling their accumulated power back to him. Cold and ruthlessly efficient, Kenshin embraces this path, his power skyrocketing with every nap. He quickly surpasses his peers, ready to reclaim his honor. But strange reports begin to surface - entire villages found obliterated by a single, devastating martial technique, a continent sundered by a phantom fist. The techniques are his, but he was asleep when they were unleashed. His reborn rival, Haruka, armed with knowledge of a future Kenshin is creating, hunts him with desperate fervor. Kenshin believed his echoes were mere data in a dream. What if every one of his hundred training grounds is a real, inhabited world?
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Shadows of the Ruined Sun
By @john1208
The heavy black lockbox arrived by anonymous courier moments before the sky tore open. Inside was a jagged obsidian blade and a single directive: *Extract them*. When massive gates unleash impossible horrors upon the sprawling tech-metropolis of Oshur, Rheno Galt is immediately betrayed by a wealthy bully who throws him to the beasts to save himself. Rheno survives, buries the blade into his betrayer’s chest, and discovers his terrifying new gift. He doesn't raise rotting meat; he rips the shadow straight from the corpse, forging a pitch-black, eternally loyal soldier. As the apocalypse rages, Rheno carves a path of cold, calculated revenge against the elites who orchestrated the invasion. His power snowballs with every fallen boss, culminating in the execution of a hostile Gate Saintess who now heals his shadowy legion with corrupted dark light. But as Rheno closes in on the mastermind behind the gates, he uncovers a horrifying truth. The villain didn't open the gates to destroy humanity - he did it to force an evolutionary bottleneck, saving them from a far worse, approaching cosmic entity. Will Rheno abandon his vengeance to save a broken world, or will he let his shadow army consume it all?
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Strolling on Lasers: The Beggar King of the Wasteland
By @john1208
Kou Yanzhao was the undisputed, notoriously ruthless king of the Mud-Stained Brotherhood - until he choked on a stolen chicken bone. He awakens on the wasteland planet of Orox in the starving body of a local scavenger, right in the middle of a public humiliation. A pompous Mecha-Enforcer fires a plasma rifle at Kou’s feet, laughing and ordering the 'trash' to dance. Instead, Kou utilizes his Cloud-Treading Swallow lightness skill, casually stepping on the laser blasts as if ascending a staircase. With a perfectly deadpan expression, he rips the multi-ton mecha's knee joint apart with a rusty pipe, sending the Enforcers into absolute, terrified hysteria. Thus begins a hilarious campaign of quiet destruction. Kou only wants a decent meal and a nap, but his brutal efficiency accidentally wins the starry-eyed devotion of elite Mecha Knight Rinzen Vael. Meanwhile, physical martial arts are banned as 'primitive' - but Magistrate Vorstag actually outlawed them because heavy breathing outside a mecha cabin guarantees infection from alien mutant spores. Can Kou’s ancient internal qi out-filter a planetary apocalypse, or will the government nuke his favorite new noodle stand?
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A Cradle of Copies
By @john1208
I've always lived for my little sister, Miri. When the strange, blue screens appeared and the world shattered into a thousand deadly 'Scenarios', I thought we were doomed. The System that arrived was cruel, but it gave Miri a 'Legacy Class' that stabilized her frail body, a miracle I'd prayed for. The price? She's now a target. My own gift from the System was a joke: [Object Duplication], a skill that can only copy simple, non-magical items. Useless in a world of monsters and magic. But I'm a toymaker. My hands know how to build things from nothing. So I started small, copying bandages and clean water. Then I realized I could copy the pages of a skill book, one by one. I could copy the components of a powerful potion. I could build an arsenal from scraps, a library of forbidden knowledge from a single page. The other Players, with their flashy combat skills, laugh at me. But they don't see what I see. The System isn't just a game master; it has a goal. And Miri's 'gift' is central to its plan. Can a man who can only make copies create something original enough to save the person he loves?
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Hollow-Point Necromancy
By @john1208
I was down to my last magazine, cornered by a four-story amalgamation of rotting flesh and mutated wolf, when a glitchy radio broadcast echoed in my skull. The voice was mine. It cheerfully congratulated me on unlocking my true potential, proving this apocalypse was an inside job - and the insider was me. I never asked to survive the Marrow-Plague, a zombie virus that fused shambling corpses into magical behemoths, but dying sounds like entirely too much paperwork. Now, I can rip souls from the dead and arm them with ethereal heavy artillery, starting with a wall-phasing ghostly assassin and scaling up to an endlessly firing undead militia. Surviving the eerie, fog-choked ruins of the world means hunting down the monstrosities that ended it, looting their powers, and turning arrogant guild masters into my personal, heavily humiliated ammo carriers. Alongside a hopelessly optimistic scavenger and a prickly scout I'd gladly die for - though neither of us will ever admit it - I have to follow the bloody breadcrumbs left by my temporal ghost. Why would my past self destroy the world just to give me an army of gun-toting corpses?
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March of the Ten Thousand Echoes
By @john1208
Jaskier Drozd appears to be a cheerful fool, a boy whose optimism is tragically out of place at his own father's funeral. Burdened by his family's sudden fall from grace and the predatory gleam in the eyes of their rivals, he feels utterly powerless. That is, until a cryptic system awakens within him: the 'Legacy of the Endless March'. Every single step he takes is now amplified, granting him the equivalent of ten thousand steps of physical conditioning and martial practice. A short walk to the market becomes a decade of training; a brief stroll in the woods, a century of honing his power. To the world, he's just a boy pacing nervously. Internally, his power spirals to unimaginable heights with every footfall. He plans to use this impossible strength to shield his grieving mother and sister, but he is not the only one with a secret. A rival, Dawid Sroka, has returned from a doomed future with one goal: to destroy Jaskier before his 'endless march' can bring ruin to the world again. Faced with an enemy who knows his every future move, can Jaskier's exponential growth protect his family, or will every step he takes only lead them faster towards the very damnation his rival seeks to prevent?
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The Crimson Seam
By @john1208
The day the world ended, I, Levan, got two things: a System that branded me a useless [Stitcher], and a strange package from my past self. Inside was a single, crimson needle and a note: 'Don't trust the System. Trust the Thread.' Now, humanity is exiled to Vaskarr, a cursed continent teeming with Scourge-Beasts - monsters empowered by unbreakable afflictions that laugh at S-rank blades. While everyone else chases combat classes, I'm stuck with tailoring. But when a Scourge-Beast corners my friend, instinct takes over. I don't attack; I stitch. And with a single pull of my needle, the monster's curse unravels like a cheap seam, leaving it powerless. Suddenly, my useless skill is the key to everything. The powerful factions that once mocked me now want my secret, and my partner, Anais, has been taken by those who understand the true power of curses. I have to get stronger, faster, and unravel the mystery of this needle before the final boss awakens - a creature that cannot be killed, only cleansed. Can I stitch together a future for us, or will my own forgotten plan be the thread that hangs me?
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Treading the Plasma Rain
By @john1208
Makara, the Nine-Knot Sovereign of the Dust-Walkers, died expecting eternal rest. Instead, he wakes up wedged inside the exhaust thruster of an active star-dreadnought. Using his ancient Lightness Skill to surf the thermal ignition wave to safety, he crashes into the Aegis-Kraal Officer Academy - a hyper-futuristic school where physical martial arts are mocked as low-level underground gutter-brawling. Exhausted and aggressively sarcastic, Makara just wants a nap. But the academy's brutal Star Network forces him into live-fire virtual mecha trials. When he easily dodges a barrage of heavy laser fire on foot, running across the plasma beams themselves, the galaxy's understanding of physics shatters. Meanwhile, Praetor Nysa is hunting a catastrophic AI virus infecting the academy's network. As Makara casually dismantles towering war-machines with his bare hands to protect his loud-mouthed, snack-obsessed roommate Jib, Makara's survival trials and Nysa's investigation violently collide. Why does this futuristic AI virus recognize Makara's ancient Qi? And what happens when the galaxy realizes their greatest weapon isn't a mecha, but the tired old soul walking among them?
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Trấn Ma Ti: Diệt Thần Đao
By @Anh Trần Quốc
Trong Linh Tiêu Đại Lục tàn khốc, nơi tu tiên giả thao túng vận mệnh, Trần Dạ là một kẻ bị "Thiên Tru" - phế vật không linh lực, không căn cốt. Nhưng số phận đã ban cho hắn thân thể kim cương bất hoại và phản xạ siêu phàm. Trong tay hắn là thanh Hắc Đao cổ, lưỡi dao tàn nhẫn xé nát linh lực, nghiền nát thần hồn. Trần Dạ gia nhập Trấn Ma Ty, đảm nhiệm vai trò nguy hiểm nhất: diệt trừ tà thần và yêu ma gieo rắc kinh hoàng, đối mặt với một thế giới bề ngoài thanh tịnh nhưng ẩn chứa sự mục ruỗng sâu sắc. Hắn đơn độc bước đi trên con đường nhuốm máu, săn lùng những thực thể thần thánh đã biến chất, buộc phải trở thành thần chết của chính những kẻ được thờ phụng. Liệu một phế vật có thể thay đổi vận mệnh của một đại lục bị nguyền rủa?
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BLOODBOUND
By @Jesús Antonio Jolliffe Rom
BLOODBOUND: THE SEVENTH DAUGHTER At sixteen, Seraphina Vale loses the only family she has ever known when her mother dies under mysterious circumstances. Forced to leave her old life behind, she moves to the forgotten town where her mother grew up, taking refuge in the home of an uncle she barely knows. Surrounded by unfamiliar faces, ancient houses, and a forest that seems to hide more than trees, Seraphina struggles to adjust to a life she never wanted. Then the nightmares begin. Every night, she dreams of bloodthirsty vampires, monstrous figures moving beneath the moonlight, and wolves that seem almost human. The visions grow increasingly vivid, leaving her with the unsettling feeling that they are more than dreams. The only connection between these nightmares and her mother's death is an antique amulet she received on her sixteenth birthday. But some secrets were buried for a reason. Unknown to Seraphina, she was born from the forbidden union of a witch and a vampire, making her a rare hybrid whose existence challenges everything the supernatural world believes to be possible. Her mother belonged to an ancient lineage of witches and carried the legacy of the Seventh Daughter, a power that once threatened to change the balance between supernatural species forever. The vampires who feared her mother ensured that her ritual would never be completed. Now, as strange occurrences begin to follow Seraphina, the past refuses to remain buried. Caught between grief, new friendships, dangerous attractions, and a world she never knew existed, she must uncover the truth behind her mother's death, the meaning of the amulet, and the father who disappeared before she could ever know him. Because some bloodlines are inherited. Others are feared. And some were never meant to exist at all.
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The Glutton's Pantry
By @john1208
The morning the sky fractured and the 'System' arrived, Mateusz Nowak was just trying not to burn his breakfast. While others were granted legendary combat classes, he was branded with [Culinary Synthesis] - a skill for a world that no longer had pantries. Shunned and deemed worthless, he survives on scraps in the shadow of the Shard, the crystalline monolith that has replaced Warsaw's city center. But during a desperate scavenger run, he tastes a drop of a priceless healing elixir and the System reveals his skill's true nature: he can replicate it. Perfectly. Potions, enchanted scrolls, even permanent stat-boosting elixirs - if he can taste it, he can cook a flawless copy. This power makes him a target for the powerful, an enigma to his rivals, and a lifeline for his friends. But the System's gifts are never free. Each synthesis leaves him feeling emptier, his memories fading, his emotions blunting into a terrifying, hollow hunger. Is he climbing to the top, or is he just the choicest ingredient in the System's unknowable feast?
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A Gentle Hand to Catch the Stars
By @john1208
I don't remember being a monster. I only know that I woke up mid-punch in the roaring holographic arenas of the Cakra-Grid, staring down the glowing barrel of a plasma cannon wielded by a towering Titan-Shell mecha. My body moved before my mind could panic, catching and redirecting the scorching energy blast with a fluid motion of 'Yielding Water' - an ancient, obsolete martial art supposedly reserved for pathetic Nulls without psychic powers. The entire galaxy went silent. Now, I’m the most hunted man in the Mandala Reach. Despite my desperate desire to live peacefully and show kindness to everyone I meet, I am repeatedly forced into brutal star-network deathmatches against the galaxy's elite. My fiercest rival, the ruthless pilot Laksmi, is slowly becoming my only ally, helping me uncover terrifying truths about my past. I wasn't just some ancient martial artist. I was a ruthless demonic cult leader who ravaged my era. And the worst part? A hidden holographic message reveals that my tyrannical past self engineered this very awakening, wiping his own cruelty to forge my gentle soul. Why would a monster set himself up to be a savior, and can I save this metal-ruled universe before my past sins catch up to me?
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My Legs Are World-Ending Weapons
By @john1208
Mikolaj is a laughingstock at the prestigious Zorya Academy, mocked for his inability to manifest 'Aura' and his threadbare clothes. During the annual ranking ceremony, he's publicly shamed by the academy's golden boy, Vlastan, for being too poor and weak to even take a proper stance. In his moment of despair, a system activates: [Path of Perpetual Motion]. The message is from someone he doesn't recognize: himself, from a forgotten life. Now, every single step he takes grants him a massive, ever-increasing boost in power. A short walk to the market becomes a brutal training regimen. Fleeing from a bully accidentally levels a city block. His quiet, ruthless plan to protect his family from scheming nobles spirals into a comedic apocalypse of his own making, as he struggles to control a body that can shatter mountains with a single stumble. But the system left a final, cryptic warning: he is not just training for godhood, he is being fattened like a prize pig for a cosmic slaughter. Can he outrun his own destiny?
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The Gilded Leech
By @john1208
When the Echo descended, the world was fractured and remade into the Umbral Spire, a treacherous tower ruled by a cold, unforgiving System. Istvan Marek, a reclusive archivist with crippling social anxiety, receives a cryptic package containing a single, withered seed and the System's cruelest joke: the [Lesser Husbandry] skill. While elite Awokened with god-like combat abilities fight for glory, Istvan is relegated to tending the Spire's dying hydroponic bays. But when a high-ranking Climber is brought to him, riddled with an incurable entropic curse, Istvan makes a desperate discovery. His 'useless' skill doesn't just grow plants - it can draw out and transplant afflictions, turning curses into inert, beautiful blossoms. Now, hunted by those who want to control his power and guided by a mysterious elder with a hidden agenda, Istvan must climb the Spire. He believes he's cultivating a cure, but the System's rules are not what they seem, and the 'pests' he's weeding out may be the only things holding reality together. Can a man who's afraid of his own shadow cultivate the strength to face the Spire's silent, non-violent apex, or will his unique cure become the world's final poison?
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Lobo adolescente
By @Bølita Ultra
Scott McCall’s life in Beacon Hills was complicated enough, balancing lacrosse, friendships, and his newfound lycanthropy. But now, a boisterous spectral companion named Yuji Itadori haunts his mind, visible only to him, offering unsolicited advice and a disturbing cheerfulness. Yuji, a spirit capable of 'Evolutionary Adaptation,' finds himself inexplicably tethered to Scott, his presence a constant, chaotic influence. As a new wave of supernatural threats descends upon Beacon Hills, from ancient Kanimas to ruthless hunters and clandestine sorcerers, Scott must navigate his own burgeoning powers while deciphering Yuji’s cryptic guidance. Their bond, however strange, might be Beacon Hills’ only hope against a brewing war for supremacy, but trusting a voice in your head could be the fastest way to lose yourself.
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The fantasy journey
By @Atharv
Just read
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The Infinite Pill Sovereign
By @john1208
In the smog-choked, industrial city-state of Zalosk, Rhysik Volkov lives on a knife's edge. His only goal is to afford the exorbitant alchemical treatments for his sister, Lena, who suffers from the insidious 'Petrifying Blight.' When a desperate theft goes wrong, Rhysik is left for dead, only to awaken a cryptic System: [Metabolic Cascade Protocol]. Now, every alchemical pill, every nutrient gruel, every drop of essence he consumes can be stacked, its effects multiplying infinitely. A simple 'Stamina Pill' doesn't just restore his energy; it grants him permanent, ever-increasing reserves of vitality. But this power doesn't go unnoticed. Zoryana Vostok, a brilliant and ruthless prodigy from the Alchemical Consortium, is a Regressor. In her past life, a nameless monster consumed the world's resources to attain ultimate power, and she believes Rhysik is that monster. Possessing knowledge of the future, she is determined to crush him before he can even begin his ascent. Can Rhysik master his exponential growth and navigate the deadly political machinations of Zalosk's elite, all while hunted by an enemy who already knows his every move?
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The campal Batlle
By @Hazel Godínez
Se trata sobre cuatro personas muy poderosas en una batalla campal donde al final se decide un ganador, los personajes son capaces de usar poderes sobrenaturales capaces de cambiar el mundo
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Alaia Stark
By @Iga Jaśkowiec
Stark family on war
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Necropolis on the March
By @john1208
I woke up inside the digestive tract of a crashed Vlaxari bio-ship. Not exactly a five-star hotel. But when a glowing interface popped up offering me the 'Genesis Mandate,' I thought I’d unlocked a cozy settlement-building game! My first 'villager' is Ollin, a legendary hero from the old world who seems awfully grumpy for a skeleton, and my 'farm' is surrounded by extraterrestrial bio-horrors that melted humanity. By killing these terrifying alien bosses, I can revive them to till my fields, lay bricks, and forge weapons. The crazy part? The more my undead build and harvest, the stronger they get. I even managed to kill a sky-scraping Makara Behemoth and slapped a town square right on its back! Now I have a walking fortress, a delightfully prickly scout named Ixchel (who I'm pretty sure is reporting my movements to an alien death cult), and a rapidly expanding metropolis. But as I finally read the system's fine print, I realized my 'friendship points' are actually a global domination meter. Did I accidentally become the apocalypse's final boss?
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Vanguard
By @Matt Snyder
[ Style: Dark, grounded, atmospheric, cinematic, visceral, street-level action, emotional trauma. ] [ Perspective: Third-person limited following Matthew "Matt" Lewis. ] [ Narrative Structure: Dual timeline featuring present-day vigilante operations in Lynchburg mixed with sensory flashback memories triggered by trauma/stress. ] *** BACKGROUND & PROTAGONIST: Name: Matthew "Matt" Lewis (formerly Vance). 18 years old, 5'10", slender, athletic. Day Job: Youth Program Coordinator & Craft Instructor at the River Basin Youth Center. Teaches woodworking, leathercrafting, and scrap metalwork to younger kids. Uses dry sarcasm and a relaxed exterior to mask trauma, hyper-vigilance, and deep pain. Origin: Escaped his abusive adoptive father, corporate tycoon/drug lord Victor Vance. Took down Vance's local empire at 18, shed his father's surname, and legally changed his last name to "Lewis" (meaning "renowned warrior," honoring his grandfather's memory). Vigilante Arc: The Drift (Survivalist/Ghost) -> The Wanderer (Vengeful anti-hero) -> The Vanguard (Hopeful protector). Equipment: Kevlar-riveted tactical brigandine with an integrated dark canvas hood, custom compound/recurve archer rig built from salvaged scrap. WORLD & FACTIONS: Setting: Hybrid Lynchburg, VA / Star City. Industrial Mill District, James River docks, corporate riverfront towers. Primary Threat: Victor Vance / "Apex" - Charismatic corporate philanthropist secretly running a syndicate distributing "Ambrosia," a volatile, honey-based chemical drug destroying the city's youth. Secondary Threats: Gabriel Cross / "The Huntsman" (S2 survivalist mentor turned adversary) and Baron Iron-Clad (S3 leader of a high-tech/medieval order). SUPPORTING CAST: - Hayes: Older head boxing coach at the youth center. Discovers Matt's secret early after catching him wounded. Acts as his grounded, stitching-and-soul mentor (Diggle archetype). - Tessa "Tess" Stone: Fast-talking electronics tech. Catches Matt when his gear breaks; bec
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单身父子
By @ppsusu
单身快乐
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Ryoko's Forbidden Legacy
By @ナタリー
In the decaying urban sprawl of Ryoko, an aging city choked by a pervasive, spiritual miasma, dwells Ryoko, a seemingly frail grandmother. Beneath her unassuming facade and sagging breasts, however, lies a forbidden power: the ability to manipulate and amplify spiritual energy through acts of intense self-pleasure. This scandalous, secret art, passed down through generations of her forgotten clan, is the only weapon against the encroaching 'Shadow Blight' that consumes both spirit and flesh. When her beloved granddaughter falls victim to the Blight's insidious touch, Ryoko must shed her shame and embrace her taboo heritage. Her world's very existence hinges on her willingness to masturbate with unparalleled devotion, her pussy becoming the conduit for salvation, even as the puritanical Grand Council seeks to eradicate her 'obscene' practices, threatening to plunge Ryoko into an abyss of despair and defeat.
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hahah
By @Amelia
Lily Vane, uliczna wojowniczka o płomiennym temperamencie, żyje w rozdartym Miami, gdzie tajemnicze anomalie energetyczne wypaczają rzeczywistość. Gdy jej młodsza siostra zapada w śpiączkę po kontakcie z niestabilną energią, Lily odkrywa, że posiada zdolność do manipulowania i pochłaniania tych samych anomalii, które zniszczyły jej rodzinę. Musi stawić czoła korporacji "AetherCorp", która dąży do skolonizowania tych potężnych mocy, nie zważając na ludzkie życie. Jej ścieżka to ciągła walka o przetrwanie i odkrycie prawdy o świecie, który stopniowo pochłania energię. Czy Lily zapanuje nad chaosem, czy też jej własna, gorąca głowa doprowadzi do upadku Miami?
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Feast of the Falling Star
By @john1208
I was just Bayu Kartika, a talentless student at the Pradipa Academy, content with my ordinary life as long as I could be by Ratna’s side. But an ordinary morning became a nightmare when her ‘Whispering Frost’ affliction flared, nearly consuming her. In that moment of desperation, a System awakened within me: [Essence Absorption Activated]. Now, every pill, every meal, every drop of spiritual brew I consume multiplies in power, a multiplier that grows with my level. My strength explodes exponentially. My initial goal was simple: get strong enough to enter the forbidden Sunken Caldera and find the legendary Sunpetal Lotus to cure Ratna. But a reborn rival, haunted by memories of a future I destroyed, stands in my way, determined to suppress me at all costs. I can handle a rival. I can handle the world’s most dangerous monsters. But the System has a secret it never told me: my body is a vessel, and the power I’m accumulating has a price. How much of myself am I willing to burn away for her, and what will be left when the countdown hits zero?
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The Grave-Walker's Dirge
By @john1208
I woke to the smell of damp earth and lilies, standing at the funeral of a boy I watched die ten years ago. In my past life, I was the fool who held the line against the Charnel-Wraiths - a disposable meat shield who died in agony so the 'heroes' of the Morven Lodge could flee. Now, the Dirge-Weaver's Loom has spun me back to the beginning. Disguised as a mediocre Scavenger Rogue, I stalk the foggy, cobblestone courtyards of the academy with a quietly ruthless purpose. Let Pellam Ystmar flaunt his bought-and-paid-for enchanted armor; let the instructors sneer at my abysmal stats. I am a Grave-Walker, and the shadows are my domain. I bide my time, cultivating my true power in secret while a mysterious string of gruesome murders plagues the academy grounds. But my low profile shatters during the Grand Exhibition. When the Lodge unveils a dormant, legendary shadow-blade meant for Pellam, the weapon instead shatters its display, tearing through the hall to resonate violently in my grasp. The brutal murders and the waking blade are one and the same, but how long can I hide the monster I’ve become before the academy realizes the truth?
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Severing the Chrome
By @john1208
The story opens in the blood-soaked pits of an underground arena, right in the middle of a brutal death match. Gao Renshu, once the legendary and unparalleled swordmaster of the ancient world, finds himself reborn in a dystopian megacity where towering mechas rule and physical martial arts are considered a pathetic joke meant for low-level street thugs. Armed with nothing but a rusted metal rod and his world-weary sarcasm, Renshu systematically dismantles a towering cyborg gladiator. He recognizes the emblem on the arena walls: the Vipera Conglomerate, the futuristic descendants of the very sect that murdered him centuries ago. Alternating between Renshu's cold, calculating perspective and that of Sova Lin - a corporate double-agent posing as a street hacker - the narrative follows Renshu as he hunts the corporate elite. He soon shocks the underworld by paralyzing a rampaging Veyr-stalker alien monstrosity using nothing but precise qi strikes to its hidden acupuncture points. But Renshu is operating under a lethal misunderstanding. Thanks to his optical implants, he believes the Star Network's physical AR overlays are a Virtual Reality spiritual trial, and the "points" he's earning are Dao merits rather than a massive corporate bounty on his head. What happens when this sarcastic phantom blade realizes the "simulated" enemies he's been carelessly slaughtering carry very real, world-ending consequences?
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The Grandmaster's Guide to Pet Cafes
By @john1208
Grandmaster Feng Jiu of the Azure Cloud Peaks was the greatest Spirit Beast Tamer in his realm. His talismans could calm raging dragons and his voice could command armies of celestial creatures. After a cataclysmic battle against a world-devouring entity, he wakes up, powerless and bleeding, in a noisy, metal-and-glass world: Seoul. He's taken in by Han Sora, a kind-hearted but overworked veterinarian who mistakes him for an amnesiac. To earn his keep, Feng Jiu applies his ancient wisdom to modern problems, becoming an unusually effective (and shamelessly flirty) assistant at her animal clinic. But as he rediscovers his powers using the faint spiritual energy from deep Earth veins, he realizes this world isn't safe. The planet's spiritual decay has spawned 'Graveblight', monstrous manifestations of pollution that prey on the living. To protect the woman who gave him a home, Feng Jiu must rebuild his strength from scratch. Can a master of ancient spirits learn to tame the ghosts of a modern world?
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Conductor of Chitin
By @john1208
The day the System descended, it shattered reality and gifted humanity with power. For most, it was a path to glory. For Ilmari, it was a curse. His 'useless' Class, the Gazer, granted him a single skill: [Appraisal]. While his peers at the vaunted Vesiros Academy manifested blades of pure energy and commanded elemental forces, Ilmari could only see the intricate details of the world around him, a power deemed fit for a merchant, not a warrior. Hunted for his sister's rare healing abilities and despised for his own perceived weakness, Ilmari is a pariah. But during a desperate flight through the Academy's forbidden Whisperwood, a panicked [Appraisal] on a lowly Skittermite reveals a hidden status: 'Tameable: Loyalty Potential 100%'. It’s a flaw in the System, a secret language only he can read. One by one, he begins to build an army from the forgotten and the weak, a tide of chitin and claws that moves in perfect, silent unison. The guilds who hunt him see a worthless boy. They don't see the million eyes watching them from the shadows. Can one boy's intellect and a legion of vermin tear down an empire of power?
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One-piece ngoại tuyện
By @Nguyễn Hảo
One-piece
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Mokuton Prodigy of the Leaf
By @Kristina Johnson
Reborn as Shin Senju, a gentle soul with the legendary Mokuton, a Sage Body, and an uncanny ability to commune with nature, he finds himself thrust into the volatile world of Naruto at the dawn of a new era. While others train for combat, Shin heals the wounded and communes with the wild, his innate kindness a stark contrast to the shinobi way. But the shadows of war loom large, threatening to engulf his peaceful existence and the lives he seeks to protect. With the Uchiha massacre on the horizon and the specter of Akatsuki emerging, Shin must grapple with the immense power within him. Can his gentle nature survive the harsh realities of the ninja world, or will he be forced to sacrifice his ideals to save those he loves?
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Eclipse of the Usurper
By @john1208
The Ethereal Court has initiated the Culling - a brutal survival game meant to entertain bored deities. When a divine Envoy descends into a collapsing bunker to draft Earth’s most brilliant tactical mind as a puppet, the paralyzed and ruthless Zirul turns the tables. In a tense, dying bargain, Zirul forces a permanent identity swap, stealing the Envoy's flawless avatar and trapping the god's servant in his doomed human body. Now recognized by the System as a divine administrator, Zirul claims the forbidden power of Shadow Extraction. He doesn't raise rotting corpses; he tears the ethereal essence directly from his foes. Starting with the Envoy's own ghostly assassin - a phantom capable of phasing through solid walls - Zirul's solitary march snowballs into an unstoppable one-man army. His ultimate prize? Slaying the ocean-dwelling leviathan Abzu-Kurgal to serve as a living, sea-faring fortress for his endless shadow legion. The story alternates between Zirul's calculating conquests and the machinations of Osham, a wise human elder who knows Zirul's secret and plots to use the false god for his own ascension. Surrounded by enemies, can a usurper survive the wrath of true deities?
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The Immortal Caretaker of the Apocalypse
By @john1208
Waking up inside a sealed stasis-pod orbiting the shattered moon, Tashin plunges back down to an Earth fractured by the Abyssal Maw. The world is now a frozen, demon-infested wasteland, but Tashin isn't fighting alone. He is greeted by Khandro, a ghostly assassin who can phase through solid walls - and who claims Tashin's past self arranged everything. Though Tashin has no memories, he possesses a terrifying power: he can revive defeated apocalyptic bosses as fiercely loyal pets. Better yet, any damage Tashin takes is instantly transferred to his undead, making him functionally immortal. Armed with a gentle smile and quiet ruthlessness, Tashin traverses the ruins, brewing tea for weary survivors while his ever-growing horde effortlessly slaughters demons. When he defeats a colossal Abyssal Titan, he resurrects it into a walking fortress to safely shelter humanity's remnants. But as he loots the ultimate world-ending bosses, the breadcrumbs left by his past self reveal a chilling truth. Why did the old Tashin erase his own memories, and did he orchestrate the very apocalypse they are now trying to survive?
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The Janitor of Ascension
By @john1208
I was about to propose to Anya when the sky cracked open and the Adjudicator's voice turned our world into a game. We were chosen, it said, to climb the Oubliette, a tower that would save our dimension from collapse. I was given a Skill: [Perfect Housekeeping]. While others received blessings of fire and steel, I was branded a Janitor, a bottom-feeder in this new, brutal reality. Anya, blessed with a combat class, was ripped from my side and taken by the elite. Now, I'm trapped at the bottom, scorned and forgotten, left to scrub the grime left by monsters and more powerful 'Irregulars'. But in the filth and decay, I discovered a secret: where I cleanse, life can take root. I can purify corrupted soil to grow flora that grants permanent stats and forgotten skills. While the powerful fight for scraps of experience points, I am cultivating an arsenal in secret. They think I'm just a cleaner, but every floor I scrub brings me closer to the power I need to reclaim my life, and to Anya. But the Oubliette has its own guardians, and the Adjudicator's 'salvation' feels more like a harvest. Can a Janitor truly scrub the rot from the heart of the system itself?
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Asap
By @pirate war
Cerita tentang pemburu spectre, Spectre adalah kumpulan asap hitam dari asap angkot, pabrik dan energi negatif sekitar yg membentuk jadi sebuah entitas atau makhluk dengan wajah yg terbentuk dari abu/debu jalanan lalu membentuk sebuah topeng. Pemburu spectre disebut smoker, mereka menggunakan teknik pernafasan asap, menghisap rokok(unik/spesial) putih polos tanpa merk, lalu menyebarkan asap keseluruh tubuh untuk memperkuat tubuh
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The Architect of Idolatry
By @john1208
I was Jiang Xun, the Infinite Array Master, a cultivator who could imprison deities with a flick of my wrist. But a final, desperate gambit by a cornered god went wrong, and I woke up in a world of blinding lights, screaming metal beasts, and suffocating spiritual decay. They call this place 'Earth,' and I am powerless here. Worse, I'm inhabiting the body of a man who just got engaged to Hana Lim, a brilliant but overworked architectural designer who sees me as nothing more than a contractual partner. My only path back home is to reclaim my power, but the spiritual energy here is dormant, only awakening through the focused belief - the faith - of others. To become a god again, I must first become an idol, a celebrity worshipped by millions. Using my ancient knowledge to create 'miracles' of art and design, I'll build my own pantheon. But the spiritual pollution of this world is a palpable poison, and a shadowy organization seems dedicated to accelerating it. Can I become this world's new god before its creeping corruption consumes it, and me, entirely?
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The Culinarian's Appraisal
By @john1208
I was supposed to die in a hospital bed, counting my last breaths. Instead, the 'Convergence' happened. A system descended upon Earth, monsters poured from reality-tearing 'Breaches,' and a select few like me 'Awakened' with unique skills. While others got god-tier combat abilities, I received [Ingredient Appraisal], a skill fit for a grocer, not a survivor. Resigned to my fate, I was sent to the Bastion, a fortified academy meant to train humanity’s saviors. Here, surrounded by S-Rank prodigies, my useless skill was a joke. But hunger is a great motivator. I started cooking to pass the time, and that's when I discovered it: by combining ingredients my skill identified as having hidden 'echoes' of power, I could create meals that granted legendary, permanent buffs. Now, the strongest hunters in the academy secretly rely on my cooking. I just want to live out my few remaining days in peace, but the more I learn, the more I suspect the Breaches aren't a natural disaster. Someone created this apocalypse, and they’re hiding inside the Bastion's walls. Can a dying chef with a glorified nutrition label skill uncover the truth before my time, and everyone else's, runs out?
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Hero of the dead
By @Hasan Al-Rubaye
Ultrion, a gentle giant blessed with flight, super speed, and immense strength, patrols a city plagued by an escalating crisis of doppelgängers. His life takes a dark turn when a twisted reflection, the Ghoul, emerges - a creature mirroring his powers but devoid of his compassion. The Ghoul's rampage threatens to shatter Ultrion's carefully constructed peace and expose his deepest fear: that the world will see him as the monster his doppelgänger portrays. With every battle, the lines between hero and villain blur, forcing Ultrion to confront not just an external foe, but the haunting possibility that the Ghoul is a manifestation of his own suppressed darkness. Can he defeat a mirror image without losing himself in the reflection?
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Asgardian Harem Conqueror
By @Kyel Liwanag
Reborn as Vali, Odin's forgotten son, our protagonist awakens in Asgard with the mighty lineage of the All-Father and a destiny entwined with its future. His power is immense, yet he carries the crushing weight of a family curse: a hunger for dominion that consumed his namesake. When Sif, the legendary shield-maiden, is inexplicably bound to him as his daughter, and their forbidden bond yields powerful offspring, Vali is thrust into a struggle not just for power, but for control over his own burgeoning desires and the very fabric of Asgardian society. With gods and mortals alike drawn into his orbit, Vali must navigate treacherous politics, ancient prophecies, and the ravenous whispers of his bloodline, all while protecting his growing, unconventional family. Can he forge a new legacy, or will he succumb to the same ambition that nearly tore Asgard apart centuries ago?
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