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Felix Maxwell was destined to be a loser, born on one of the weakest races and on the least favorable of situations, he was forced to face adversity head-on as he traveled across the vast universe where dangers laid in every corner, one day traveling in hopes of riches he stumbled upon a ruin where a supreme being laid imprisoned, in a stroke of bad luck the being laid its eyes on him and tried to take over his body, forcing itself upon him. But fate hadn't given up on him! He woke up in his younger body, 20 years in the past with the fallen being trapped in his soul. In his past life he had been a loser, giving up on things mid-way and never striving for greatness, he was a side character who made the strong shine even brighter, but not on this life. He swore to himself he would strive for glory, he would take advantage of his knowledge and emerge as a supreme being! ...... Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/XdrTrn9g This is my Patreon, everyone is welcomed to drop by! https://www.patreon.com/MidGard_Author

Felix Maxwell war dazu bestimmt, ein Verlierer zu sein. Geboren in einer der schwächsten Rassen und unter den ungünstigsten Umständen, war er gezwungen, Widrigkeiten direkt ins Auge zu blicken, während er durch das weite Universum reiste, wo in jeder Ecke Gefahren lauerten. Eines Tages, auf der Suche nach Reichtümern, stieß er auf eine Ruine, in der ein höheres Wesen gefangen war. In einem Moment des Pechs richtete das Wesen seinen Blick auf ihn und versuchte, seinen Körper zu übernehmen, indem es sich ihm aufzwang. Aber das Schicksal hatte ihn nicht aufgegeben! Er wachte in seinem jüngeren Körper auf, 20 Jahre in der Vergangenheit, mit dem gefallenen Wesen, das in seiner Seele gefangen war. In seinem früheren Leben war er ein Verlierer gewesen, der Dinge auf halbem Weg aufgab und nie nach Größe strebte. Er war eine Nebenfigur, die die Starken noch heller strahlen ließ, aber nicht in diesem Leben. Er schwor sich selbst, nach Ruhm zu streben, sein Wissen zu nutzen und als höheres Wesen aufzusteigen!

I, Fang Cheng, an Immortal. Although I had developed many hit games, there was one question I never quite figured out. Games, why are you fun?

Wang Zhong arrived in an alternate world and became embroiled in this world's global war. What he gained was a cheat, akin to a real-time strategy game's overhead perspective, and he could even see through the eyes of his subordinates' units! So, he decisively started micro-managing, "Shift the machine gun position five centimeters to the left! Place the anti-tank cannon in the forest on the right!" Three years passed in this manner, and Wang Zhong looked at the marshal's baton in his hand, then at the double-headed eagle flag behind the emperor's envoy. "In my hometown, there's an old saying, 'Princes and generals, are they not sprung from the masses?' Envoy, do you know of it?"

Wang Zhong est arrivé dans un monde alternatif et s'est retrouvé impliqué dans la guerre mondiale de ce monde. Ce qu'il a gagné était une tricherie, semblable à la perspective aérienne d'un jeu de stratégie en temps réel, et il pouvait même voir à travers les yeux des unités de ses subordonnés ! Alors, il a commencé à micro-gérer avec détermination : "Déplacez la position de la mitrailleuse de cinq centimètres vers la gauche ! Placez le canon antichar dans la forêt sur la droite !" Trois ans se sont écoulés de cette manière, et Wang Zhong regarda le bâton de maréchal dans sa main, puis le drapeau à double tête d'aigle derrière l'envoyé de l'empereur. "Dans ma ville natale, il y a un vieux dicton, 'Les princes et les généraux, ne viennent-ils pas des masses ?' Envoyé, le savez-vous ?"

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

【Global Game + Infinite Flow + Farming Infrastructure + Healing System + Fluffy + DND-like】 Born through reincarnation and abandoned in the forest at birth, I barely survived into adulthood when the global game descended, and everything had to start anew as the scientific world suddenly took a turn. Killing beginner monsters, logging into the game, each person received a Player Manual and took on extraordinary Professions like Barbarian, Warrior, Wanderer, Martial Monk, Priest, Druid, Forest Patrol, Mage, Magician, and Bard—eleven core Professions to choose from. This is a mythical world teeming with numerous Races; humans are no longer the sole intelligent Race. Elves, mermaids, Half-Breeds, Mushroom Men, goblins, and Jackal Wolfmen each have their own way of survival—some are friends, others enemies. New players, along with the world, embarked on their evolutionary journeys. Mu Ying, holding the Lord Token, took on the role of an adept farm grower and jack-of-all-trades Druid, eventually becoming the first Lord and the first player in the deep blue. ………… This text contains slow-paced infinite flow elements, currently featuring Trial Worlds: Square World, Witch World, World of Gods. (There is a male lead with low presence, very limited screen time, in a relaxed, healing system centered around a strong female lead.)

Han Qiwu acquired a farm game system similar to Stardew Valley. While farming, fishing, and mining in his own fields, he can obtain high-quality loot. At the same time, he can also craft various ultra-high-quality farming tools, and he enjoys a brand new version loaded with an Oriental Mod! Peach blossoms bloom in March, picked to brew peach blossom wine. Loquats ripen in May, harvested to make loquat cake. Spring doves sing on the roof, white apricot flowers by the village. Learn recipes from Shennong, trade pets with Chiyou. Farming games are indeed fun, but playing can really be a grind! Fortunately, Han Qiwu gradually found the joy in grinding during his exploration...

Romance Carnival 1st Prize. BEWARE THE FURY OF A PATIENT WOMAN. Rosalind Lux died after learning of her husband and sister’s betrayal. And just as she thought she finally found peace, she woke up forty years before her death. With memories from her past life intact, Rosalind vowed revenge. Her plans quickly brought her into the arms of a Duke whose enticing gaze contained mysteries that threatened not just her plans but her heart and body. …. BEWARE THE LOVE OF A CURSED MAN. Punished by the Goddess for his greed, Lucas Benjamen Rothley had been guarding the North for as long as he could remember. For hundreds of years, no woman has ever stirred his heart. That was until the fearsome Rosalind Lux stumbled into his life. Soon, he realized Rosalind wasn’t quite the damsel that she liked everyone to believe. She is hiding a secret so dark it could either end his curse or throw his life amiss. Tags: Revenge, Strong female lead, no rape or abuse, slow-burn romance. Other novels: The Lycan's Sin: COMPLETED Cover is mine. Instagram: @b.mitchylle Discord: MitchyMitch#3750

This is the tale of an earthling, who transmigrated as a dying third-rate god but somehow rose through the ranks, gaining followers and eventually causing the Fourth Great Apocalypse. ☆ "Have you ever heard of the God of Games?" "The God of Games..?" Eleena shook her head in puzzlement. "I have never heard of Him…" "What if the God of Games could give you the power to defeat your enemies?" Xi Wei coaxed patiently. Eleena remained silent for a while, before resolutely lifting her head and fixing her gaze on Xi Wei. "Then I am willing to become a believer of the God of Games!" "Belief isn't something to only be spoken by mouth. Close your eyes and envision His name in your mind, and feel His power with your heart," he said solemnly. "O Master of Games, grant us new life!"