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So, I died. Face-planted on my keyboard after a 72-hour coding marathon. Very heroic. My one dying wish? To finally get some sleep. But the twist is : I got isekai'd. But I wasn't reborn as a legendary hero with a harem and a cheat skill. Nope. I'm a rock. A Dungeon Core, to be exact. My new job description is simple: create a terrifying labyrinth, murder heroes, and generally be a menace to society. Yeah, hard pass. That sounds like way too much paperwork. My new life goal is achieving a perfect 100-year nap. Luckily, I found a bug in the System—or maybe it's a feature? My unique "Slumber System" gives me way more XP (they call it Dungeon Points here) when adventurers take a nap than when I, you know, kill them. My assigned fairy guide, FaeLina, is having a non-stop panic attack about this. Apparently, "aggressive coziness" isn't covered in the Dungeon for Dummies handbook. So, I leaned into it. I started building the world's first 5-star dungeon resort, complete with fluffy moss beds that feel like clouds, a tea shop run by a friendly slime waiter, and pillows that hug you back. The place went viral. Knights come for the naps, mages for the therapeutic tea, and bards for the sweet, sweet content. The problem? My five-star reviews are tanking the property values of the 'Blood Pit' dungeon next door. I'm being forced into official Dungeon Tournaments where my ultimate weapon is a lavender-scented fog machine. And the stuffy bigwigs on the Fairy Council are starting to think my little "peaceful revolution" is a threat to their entire "kill-stuff-for-profit" business model. But the more I build, the more I realize this isn't just me being lazy. I'm uncovering an ancient, world-changing secret about why dungeons really exist, and it's a truth the gods themselves tried to bury. My name is Mochi, and my quest is to level up from a sleepy rock to the God of Dreams. My final boss isn't some dragon or demon lord. It's the original God of Combat himself. And I'm going to challenge him to a Nap Off for the fate of all reality. Who knew the path to ultimate power was this comfy? Here is the release schedule. Monday to Saturday: * 2 Chapters Daily! Sunday (Weekend): * WEEKEND BONUS! 3 Chapters Daily! * You'll get the two regular chapters plus one extra bonus chapter on Sunday! P.S: Read The Author Note For More Fun.

He reincarnated as a background villain. Now the world thinks he’s a legendary mastermind. Kael Vaelthorn just wants a quiet life. But every lazy sigh turns into prophecy, every accidental duel becomes a flawless victory, and every sarcastic comment is treated like divine strategy. Surrounded by swords, secrets, and misunderstandings, he’s the one thing no one expected—the undefeated Darklord who never asked for any of this.

Metavores. Savage creatures from outer space that devour life energy. They came without warning and brought the world to its knees in an instant. Humanity was cornered… until they discovered the Core—the source of the Metavores’ power—and turned it into their last hope. In response, the world formed the Aether Corps, elite military academies, and advanced war tech to fight back. Everyone rushed to become a hero. Everyone… except one guy. Deren. A genius young man who wants no fame, no battles, and definitely no hassle. All he wants is a peaceful life, afternoon naps, and to quietly make a fortune by selling his inventions through the underworld. Unfortunately, fate had other plans. One misunderstanding after another, failed weapons that are way too advanced, and a business that exploded behind his back… All of it pulls Deren right into the center of the world stage. And now, everyone believes he’s humanity’s last hope. The problem? Deren just wants to buy some bread and go back to sleep.

“What do you mean it’s year *****?! I just took a nap, how could fifty-thousand years pass!” Fifty-thousand years ago Earth was evacuated, having slept though everything Annabelle must catch up to the times, find her lost brothers, and take revenge for her planet.

These chapters introduce Alaric Veyne—a reincarnated botanist with plant-based powers—and kick off his reluctant journey in the kingdom of Eldrathia. They’re packed with vivid action, sharp humor, and a salty protagonist who’d rather nap than save the world—but might just do it anyway

"Everyone says, 'goodness will come back to you.' But for Park Hyun, goodness returned in the form of a world-level curse. After dying while saving a stray dog from a truck—which, as it turns out, crashed into an ambulance carrying a critically ill patient—Park Hyun is resurrected by something calling itself the 'World Compassion System.' His task? To reverse all the bad luck and moral imbalance he accumulated during his life, before the world completely collapses because... too much good fortune has concentrated in one person. The problem is, the System is no wise angel—but a garrulous, sarcastic digital assistant who loves judging people's morals with pie charts. 'Congratulations, you are officially the cause of an existential disparity, Park Hyun! We need you to be the temporary Demon King—to balance the disaster.' Now, reluctantly, Park Hyun embarks on an absurd mission: to make people who are 'too happy' feel a little bit of misfortune, to teach heroes the limits of kindness, and to laugh at how fragile the concept of 'justice' is in a supposedly fair world. But the more he carries out his role, Rion begins to realize— maybe the world isn't punishing him. Perhaps this is the world's way of teaching him to love himself... before he can love the entire universe."

auther Chokingyomaru ちょきんぎょ。

A man who literally worked himself to death is reincarnated with god-like powers and a single goal: to nap for eternity. But his lazy attempts to be left alone are mistaken for profound miracles, accidentally spawning a chaotic multiverse-spanning religion whose followers threaten to ruin his rest forever

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.