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Otaku Witch
4.68
Ask, under the starry sky there was a beauty, her black hair like eternal night, bright eyes sparkling like stars, her powerful magic made the world tremble, her supreme beauty made all creatures submit, who was this beauty? "That's right, it's me, the Witch King, Dorothy!" ps: The original title is "Armed Witch." This is a slow-burn story, not for those who dislike a slow pace. Not for those who dislike a slow pace! Not for those who dislike a slow pace! -
The Shadow of Great Britain
“Next, we have the most noble recipient of the Order of the Garter, the Grand Cross of Saint Michael and Saint George, the Grand Cross of the Bath, the Victoria Cross and the lower grades of Knighthood, the leader of the anti-colonial movement, the bell-ringer of the East India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a Fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong dear friend of literary giants such as Dickens and Great Dumas, a steadfast supporter of scientific luminaries like Faraday and Darwin, having served as assistant under-secretary, deputy under-secretary, and permanent under-secretary in departments of the Home Office and the Navy Department of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the inaugural Cabinet Secretary and head of the civil service, the first graduate and most distinguished alumnus of our school. Please welcome Sir Arthur Hastings to deliver a speech on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the founding of the University of London.” Arthur's gaze swept across the crowd before him, looking at the young faces and murmured, “Agares, what do you think I should say?” The Red Devil's wraith hovered behind him, saliva almost dribbling from the corner of his mouth, “Look at these ignorant souls; they still worship you as a hero. Why not say something they'd like to hear?” Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar, “Oxford is a bunch of whores' bastards!” “Oh!!!!” The audience erupted into thunderous applause. “Cambridge is the same!” he added immediately. The applause grew even more fervent... (The protagonist, possessed by a devil, travels through 19th-century Britain in a world without magic) -
21st Century Necromancer
4.27
【Necromancer】, Originating from ancient Europe, these mysterious wizards were often male, knowing how to summon and enslave the souls of the deceased to create undead creatures. Usually, those who practiced this craft had frail bodies, pale complexions, and twisted psyches, shunning and distrusting others. Some, who mastered the art, could even trade their flesh for an immortal Lich's life. But can someone tell me how to practice the art of necromancy in the 21st century? In a law-abiding society, I can't even get a skeleton! Misumi Mikoto: Doctor Chen, come quickly and help me examine this body; I can't find the cause of death! Jounouchi Hiromi: Doctor Chen, come check on this patient first; what exactly is wrong with him? -
True Solution of the Sword Dao
2.4
A young man, killed because of his sister's identity as a Psychic, was reborn into a parallel universe's version of himself and began a new life. The growth path of a true villain boss. In the past life, he was ordinary and powerless to resist, but in this life, he awaits the moment to turn the tables -
Official Career Storm
An official who reaches the level of lifting a heavy object lightly, turning stones into gold, and being extraordinary is called an official god. Seeing the world with discerning eyes, being an official is like a god. Let's see how Song Guanchao rose step by step to become a high-ranking official -
Hero? Are You Worthy?
3.83
"Dear, it's time for your medicine!" The beautiful and pure Holy Daughter brought over the medicine for treating his wounds. On this day, he saw betrayal with his own eyes and experienced despair with his soul... From this day forth, the Hero was dead, send paper offerings if you must! -
Cultivation: I Can Reincarnate Into Various Worlds
2.3
I transmigrated and went through numerous hardships to become an official, but unexpectedly, I was falsely accused by my superior and thrown into prison. Then, I awakened the Eternity Mirror and began the cycle of cultivation. I could solidify my fate with [Dao Fruit], ensuring eternal enlightenment about Tao. Using parallel worlds as a way to avoid calamities, I sought blessings in the real world... In the first life, I joined the Heaven and Earth Society as an important mission to resist the Qing Dynasty. I condensed the fate of [Righteous Thief], performing righteous deeds, striving to conquer my destiny. Faced with threats from the imperial court, there was a chance to seek good luck and avoid misfortune. I also became a disciple of the Dragon Gate Sect's Daoist, learning the art of the Corpse Immortal. I condensed the fate of [Underground Lord], a third-class wandering ghost in the underworld without a ghost register or duties, the beginning of Corpse Immortals... What about the second life? I haven't decided yet... -
The Enemies reincarnation
******* Volume 2 Prince Eyrin’s death sends ripples through the land, reaching the ears of Nameless and Arnin. Theories swirl, uncertainty thickening like a storm—but was it truly suicide, or something far darker? As Nameless, Arnin, Tidalia, Lady Meiyer, and Ningtin venture deeper into their search, they uncover the elusive residence of the immortals. But something is amiss—only one immortal remains, while the other vanished years ago to roam the world. Within the immortal’s domain, Nameless makes a startling discovery—Lyrien Alsan had been there more than 200 years ago. A mystery unfolds, one that grips him relentlessly. What ties him to Lyrien Alsan? And why does the fox demon Prince Eyrin once defeated called him Tarath? Meanwhile, whispers drift from the peaks of Mount Kenton. A masked martial artist walks its paths, cloaked in secrecy. Who is he? And what shadows lurk in the land of Kenton? A ghost attack rattles the main Kenton state—an entity twisted into an evil spirit. The disturbance summons the Ghost Commander. Then, an assassin emerges from the darkness, slaughtering members of the Vexar families. Rumors spread like wildfire—some claim it is Prince Eyrin’s ghost, seeking vengeance.Others whisper that his death might not be suicide. Could it really be him? The journey to Alsan State is riddled with unforeseen challenges—high-ranking demons, celestial immortals, and formidable foes seeking to crush them at every turn. But in the heart of chaos, one truth remains. They must fight. And survive. -
Who told him to play Yu-Gi-Oh
The story follows Yugen, a seasoned Yu-Gi-Oh! player from the modern world who transmigrates into a world where the game is a fundamental part of life. He quickly discovers that powerful cards like Pot of Greed and Graceful Charity still exist and are incredibly overpowered, unlike their forbidden status in his original world. However, acquiring rare cards in this new world is extremely difficult and expensive, with some even being unobtainable. Leveraging his vast experience, Yugen decides to build a deck based on the concept of "Hand Destruction"—a strategy focused on controlling the opponent's hand to prevent them from playing cards. In his first duel at a local dojo, Yugen faces Sato Koji, an overconfident Level 3 duelist. Yugen relentlessly uses cards like Delinquent Duo, Drop Off, and Don Zaloog to systematically deplete Koji's hand and deck. Koji, initially smug, spirals into panic and frustration as he finds himself unable to summon any monsters. Ultimately, Koji loses his composure and attempts to physically assault Yugen, leading to his disqualification and defeat. The narrative highlights Yugen's "mind-game" and "frustration-inducing" tactics, drawing a stark contrast between the "fantasy Yu-Gi-Oh!" depicted in the anime and the brutal "real Yu-Gi-Oh!" where the goal is not just to win, but to ensure the opponent can't even play the game. -
Angelic Predator: Am I sane??
He was killed, unjustified.No one's death can be called completely justified but, he died with nothing.Alone. Elarion,now reborn with memories of his past life. His appearance is flawless, with heterochromatic eyes and no visible scars despite past hardships. His demeanor is calm, restrained, and distant. He did not come back to speak. He did not come back to judge. He did not even come back to feel. He simply returned— quiet, distant, watching. Not a ghost. Not a god. Something in between. His body still bears the remnants of divinity, but his soul is unreadable. He doesn’t flinch at cruelty, doesn’t seek revenge, and doesn’t explain the power that hums beneath his skin. He walks alone. He goes through a lot of things...which help him..some changes him..and some cling till last. A girl with a secret. A city on the verge of collapse. And the slow unraveling of the fragile calm he once called peace. They want to know what he is. A cursed angel? A fallen god? A monster who forgot how to hate? But he no longer answers questions. He only acts— when he chooses to. And once he does, nothing survives the judgment. He has proven himself, completed the trial and returned again for a new life. Not for revenge, Not for love. Not for people. Himself. He returned only for himself. ---- 2 chapters a day or sometimes none. Minimum 5 chapters a week, until further notice. This is the re made version of my previous story, since I thought I could do better. Please add this to your library, and I promise you won't regret it. There is everything you will love —Action, Fun, Romance, Pure bonds and alll....... -
Wind of Reincarnnation
Endi, a boy with amnesia, had been wandering alone for four years since losing his memories. He had no idea who he was and no one he could rely on. His origins, his age—everything about himself was a mystery, except for one thing: for certain reasons, he at least knew his own name. Day after day, on this aimless journey alone, Endi had completely shut himself off from the world. However, a dream he once had became the trigger for an unexpected encounter, and from that moment on, he began to live with a new resolve—to reclaim his lost memories. Along the way, he met many companions. In a world torn apart by ceaseless wars, he continued to fight in order to uphold his own sense of justice and conviction, living with unwavering courage. One day, he would come to learn of the destiny placed upon him, and challenge a colossal battle that would engulf all of humanity—but that part of the story is still far ahead. -
SONS OF HERMES
SONS OF HERMES : YEAR 2117 Humanity survived the end of the world. What it couldn’t survive—was its salvation. In the aftermath of three cataclysmic wars, Earth is governed not by nations, but by corporations. The elite enforcers of this new order are the Retributors—augmented humans fused with nanotech, created to eliminate threats and maintain order in the shifting chaos of post-war civilization. John “0110” Ripley, a grizzled veteran Retributor, operates by the book. Plukett the unpredictable cannon and Midas, his hotheaded partner, doesn’t believe in rules. Sakarah Mishima, their prodigious intern Together, they patrol the sprawling, code-sensitive districts of Dream City , holding back the tide of rogue AIs and rising rebellion. But when missions start going wrong and classified files vanish mid-upload, the team stumbles onto a conspiracy: their corporate contractors—supposed saviors of civilization—may be hiding the real origins of the war, and the truth about the Bineth Chip that changed them all. Amidst this unraveling order, a new threat emerges: The Prophet—a masked insurgent turning the world against Retributors through terror, propaganda, and a chilling new doctrine. He doesn’t just want to destroy them—he wants to erase what they stand for. And in the shadows of it all, a reawakened Manual named R.O.L.O. begins a journey to change the very foundation of existence. Born of circuits but dreaming of peace, he becomes the unexpected catalyst in a coming storm that will pit machine against creator, soldier against system, reality against dream and truth against control. As the lines blur between loyalty and liberation, Ripley must confront the most dangerous code of all: the one written into his own soul. SONS OF HERMES IS HUGELY INSPIRED BY GHOST IN A SHELL, TRIGUN AND CYBER PUNK EDGE RUNNERS -
The Endless Death
In a nameless, choking city, people don’t die once—they die in fragments. Every abandoned dream, every forgotten version of yourself is another quiet corpse nobody bothers to bury. Noor, a burned-out night worker drifting between shifts and half-lives, stumbles onto the proof when a new route appears on the metro map: Line ∞. The black train that runs it doesn’t take passengers home. Its blurred riders call themselves “your deaths” and offer a brutal mercy: Endless Death, a service that erases you from records, algorithms, and other people’s memories, gathering all your tiny, wasted endings into one deliberate rebirth outside the story the city wrote for you. Noor steps aboard. As files vanish and conversations rewrite themselves without him, he begins to explore the hidden system beneath the streets—a network built from lost stations and discarded futures. But something in the city resists his erasure. Something remembers him when no one else can. And if a world that has already killed you once refuses to let go of your name… what exactly did you step into that train to escape? -
Rapture: Testament of the Forgotten
The church says they were chosen. But no one remembers choosing. The sermons. The rituals. The promise of ascension. Belief only goes so far when the gods stop answering. In a forgotten village sealed by scripture and fog, three teenagers carry out their duties beneath the watchful eye of the Church. Isaac walks the same roads every day, but finds himself forgetting where they lead. Isabelle studies the rites in hopes of staying close to her sister, who’s been chosen for something higher. Ian pretends not to hear the whispers in the walls. They’ve been taught not to ask questions. Taught to smile when the lanterns dim. Taught to celebrate those who vanish. The village is small. The rules are older than language. And somewhere beneath the altar, something breathes -something older than the Light they worship, something hungrier. As the rituals grow stranger and the rules shift without warning, the trio begins to uncover cracks in the world they thought they understood — and the deeper truth beneath their devotion. What do you do when your faith is a lie? And what’s left of you after the soul is given away? The Church of Light promises salvation. But salvation has a cost. And not all gods forgive. A slow, dreamlike horror about memory, obedience, and the gods with crooked hands. There is no escape. But there is remembrance. Sometimes.
