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Ethan Crowe walked out of prison after seven years with nothing to his name and nowhere to belong. The world he returned to was unrecognisable. Gates had torn open across the globe, monsters roamed beyond human control, and society now revolved around the Titled - people chosen by mysterious voices and granted supernatural powers that made them heroes, weapons, and rulers all at once. Ethan wasn’t one of them. Not at first. Lost, angry, and with no future worth chasing, Ethan was barely surviving when a voice finally spoke to him. "Your Title is… Lord Of Beasts." But something about his awakening was wrong. Instead of gaining power in the real world like every other Titled, Ethan awakened a System tied to the Tower Of Beasts - a brutal, game-like world he can only enter while asleep. Inside the Tower, Ethan must fight for survival against monstrous creatures, earning power through a system of skills, evolution, and beasts. As for the beasts he acquires there? They persist beyond his dreams... Registered as an E Rank Titled with only D Rank potential, Ethan should have been insignificant. Yet the Lord of Beasts cannot be measured by ordinary standards. As Ethan grows stronger at an impossible rate, his existence begins to ripple outward - drawing the attention of elite Titled, criminal syndicates, and forces lurking behind the Gates themselves. His past refuses to stay buried, his beasts grow more dangerous, and the truth behind his Title hints at something far more terrifying than anyone realises. In a world ruled by power, Ethan Crowe starts at the bottom. But as the Lord of Beasts, it’s only a matter of time before he climbs to the top! Note: The novel is a gritty version of the typical hunter/awakener novels with a beast twist, which I hope you will enjoy Feel free to reach out on Instagram/Discord: BerserkBaldy P.S. This is my WSA 2026 Entry - all support with powerstones and reviews is appreciated :) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real events, locations, or people are purely coincidental and not intended to portray anything.

Transmigrated into the world of Genshin Impact, Han Feng obtained the [God-Tier Manga Shop System]. As long as he welcomed a certain number of customers, he would receive exclusive rewards. With the help of manga from his past life provided by the system, his shop quickly took Teyvat by storm! Venti: “Ahehe~ When will I finally pull that Foodie Tablecloth? I’m so broke I can’t even afford soup!” Zhongli: “The Ultraman manga from your store is truly fascinating. I’ve already begun constructing an Ultraman statue in Liyue.” Ningguang: “With the Peace Star, my Jade Chamber can finally cover all seven nations!” Klee: “Jix’s bombs are amazing! Blowing up fish is the most fun ever!” Lumine: “Boss, the manga here is so good. I don’t even feel like looking for my brother anymore. What should I do?” ~-------- 65+ advance chapters on Patreon: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer

After being transmigrated into the world of Fairy Tail, Ur awakens to a brand-new life as a rookie mage. No fame, no strength—just the long climb from the bottom. But when danger looms and battles break out, a strange voice echoes in his mind: 【Would you like to top up your balance, Host?】 Armed with a mysterious cheat system, Ur begins carving his own path through guild life, quests, and rivalries. Fairy Tail will never be the same again. Disclaimer: This is a translated Chinese fanfiction of the same title.

Traveling into the world of Genshin Impact—and of all places, ending up in Snezhnaya, which hasn’t even been released yet. A catastrophic start… but luckily, he received the gaze of an Aeon. With a single punch, he shattered a Fatui Debt Collector. With three punches, he brought down the Captain. As the knight’s helmet in the Captain’s hand crunched beneath Su Ran’s palm— The voice of the Tsaritsa rang out in sorrow: “Please… spare him.” Su Ran smirked. “Beg me?” The Tsaritsa whispered, “I beg you… please, spare him.” Looking up at the familiar figure upon the throne, he finally loosened his grip. ~------- visit my pa treon for 75+ advanced chapters: pat reon .com/YonkoSlayer

Wade: I only have seven years to study at Hogwarts. If you exclude holidays, that's just 266 weeks! Even if I could thoroughly understand one book a week, that's only 266 books! How many magical books are there in the Hogwarts library? Thousands upon thousands! Time is fleeting, how could I not seize every moment to study?! I won’t allow anyone to disrupt my study environment—not even the Dark Lord! No, no, no, it’s not just a simple love for knowledge. I’m simply greedy. ************** This is not my story and is written by a Chinese author. I am Just translating it.... This is a Machine translation. I have cleaned all the chapters I publish to the maximum of my capabilities. It's not perfect, but it's still an enjoyable read. If the original author have any issue with this... Please let me know i will remove it... **************

The Vongola ring is fake. The flames burning through his chest? Absolutely real. Ichigo's mother dies in one year. Tsuna says watch me. That's the problem with gods. You don't see them coming until the world is already on fire. Aizen didn't see him. Yhwach didn't see him. Soul Society didn't see him. Now they're all burning.

Struggling to become a writer, Filure Writ wanted to give up, but his passion for writing keep giving him hope of a better tomorrow, to maybe one day become successful, but that was a naive dream and reality is not fiction. Struggling to pay debts and struggling to even get a average paycheck within the lowest part of the city, there was no hope to even began with. However, one night, something turned and change Filure world upside down as he found himself in a new world. Destruction and Creation coexist with one another and the world is always changing, what will Filure do next? [----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------] Genre: Transmigration. Disclaimers: Schedule of uploads is when I feel like it as I am a complete novice. Quick note from author: I'll try to improve as I write this story, hope you enjoy. MC will grow slowly but surely. And other character will get their development. Story is up to your interpretation.

The world's messed up. Monsters started falling from the sky. Flesh-eating creatures that almost wiped out Humanity.But then, people began to awaken strange abilities...Gifts, they called them. Supernatural powers that gave us a fighting chance. With these new abilities, we fought back, and for a while, it seemed like we were winning. Life slowly started to return to something that resembled normal. That is, until the Curses began. No one knows where they came from or why they started, but one thing was clear: they weren’t Gifts. They were something darker, twisted, as if reflecting the worst parts of humanity. People whispered that the Cursed were dangerous, unstable. Some even believed they were monsters in human skin. I used to think having a Gift would be the best thing that could ever happen to me. I dreamed of it, even. Too bad I didn’t get mine until the darkest moment of my life. And it wasn’t a Gift at all. But hey, like I said before, the world’s messed up.

Someone put a bullet in my head. Joke's on them — it activated my system. Now I'm Tony Stark's forgotten twin brother with super strength, regeneration, and an adamantium skeleton. I fly faster than his suits. I hit harder than his missiles. And my motorcycle just turned into a woman with serious attitude problems. Obadiah wants us dead? He's decorating the sidewalk. S.H.I.E.L.D. wants to recruit me? I lead or I walk. They called me the useless playboy. Wait till they see what I unlock tomorrow.

in the haunted realm of Dehls, where murders and supernatural horrors intertwine, one woman stands between chaos and truth: Fiona Hamilton, known by the nickname Lady Mystery. Fiona is no ordinary detective. With white hair, green eyes, and a cursed body scarred by tragedy, she serves under Dark Umbrella, a secret organization that investigates both mortal crimes and magical anomalies. Notice The Story and the Charachters are Fantasy

In an alternate timeline of Jujutsu Kaisen, set during the formative high school years of Satoru Gojo, a foreign soul descends upon the world of jujutsu—bringing with it power that should not exist. His name is Toho Hiroshi. Once an ordinary vocational college student, Hiroshi awakens in a world ruled by curses and sorcerers, where strength determines fate. From the moment of his arrival, he possesses the Mangekyō Sharingan, granting him access to terrifying ocular techniques—Amaterasu, Kagutsuchi, Kamui, and Tsukuyomi. But this is only the beginning. As Hiroshi delves deeper into the mysteries of cursed energy, his eyes evolve, approaching the realm of the Rinnegan—a power that transcends the limits of jujutsu itself. His existence disrupts the natural order. A second “set of eyes” rivaling the legendary Six Eyes appears in the same era, sending shockwaves through both sorcerers and curses alike. Satoru Gojo: “I thought my eyes were absolute… but now, I’m not so sure anymore.” Suguru Geto: “Are you strong because you are Toho Hiroshi… or is it your strength that defines who you are?” Kenjaku: “One anomaly was already enough. Now, there’s another variable I cannot ignore.” Uraume: “Sukuna-sama… this outcome… was not part of the plan.” As hidden truths surface and long-standing contradictions within the jujutsu world begin to unravel, Hiroshi walks a solitary path—one that challenges fate, rewrites destiny, and exposes the flaws of the world itself. In an age of prodigies, monsters, and ancient curses… A new existence rises. The one who sees through all illusions. The one who bends dreams into reality. The Dream Master—Toho Hiroshi.

He was in his early twenties when the world decided to end for him. A computing prodigy, educated at MIT, someone who understood systems, patterns, and limits better than most. In his previous life, power didn’t come from fists, but from the mind — lines of code capable of shaping digital realities. Then he died. And was born again. Reincarnated into the DC Universe as a helpless baby, he grew up in a world where gods walk among humans, where vigilantes defy the impossible, and where power is rarely fair — or free. While others trusted destiny, chance, or inherited gifts, he trusted only one thing: process. Memory intact. Intellect intact. Ambition intact. From an early age, he understood a simple and cruel truth: in that world, those who do not grow are crushed. And so, far from the spotlight of the League, he began to build something forbidden — his own Artificial Intelligence, created not to save the world, but to optimize it. To make him stronger. More efficient. More prepared to survive among monsters, aliens, and symbols. While heroes were born from tragedy, he forged himself in silence. While villains sought external power, he engineered it from within. This is not the story of a chosen one. It is the story of someone who decided to become inevitable. Between code and chaos, science and superhumans, begins the rise of a man who does not believe in miracles — only in evolution. This story was inspired by a fanfiction I read years ago — a work I deeply admire and still reread to this day. Unfortunately, that story was never continued. This project is not a continuation, rewrite, or replacement of that original work. It is an independent story, created with its own plot, characters, and direction, merely inspired by the ideas and feelings that the original story left with me. Out of respect, I want to properly credit the source of my inspiration below: Original Story Title: Pyroclasm (Young Justice SI) Original Author: Fulcon Original Story Link: https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/pyroclasm-young-justice-si.664558/ If you enjoyed this story, I highly recommend checking out the original work and supporting its author. Reader Notice If you like the story but don’t like harem: fuck off. This story has harem. If you like the story but don’t like gore: fuck off too. This story has gore. The tags are there. If you don’t like it, read the tags and don’t read the story. Simple as that. I’m not changing the story to please everyone. It was written this way from the start. If you want to read early chapters, they will be available on my Patreon. I’m not promising 10 or 20 chapters ahead — maybe just a few, maybe more later — but there will be early content there. I’m taking my time with this story because I want it to be good, not rushed. That takes time, revision, and proper development. If this kind of story is for you, welcome. If not, just move on. Simple. Criticism and comments are always welcome. Thank you, and enjoy your reading! If you'd like to support me and, as a bonus, read some chapters in advance, just become a member of my Patreon: https:/./www.patreon.com/cw/pararaio. Want to read the next chapters before everyone else? Now you can follow advanced chapters for free on my official website! In addition to accessing new content first-hand, you'll also find my other stories and future projects. Access here: [https://parallelworldverse.com/]

Long before he set foot in Westeros, Prince Dragonzel of House Varezes was already something the world had never seen—a dragonlord not born of the House Targaryen, but forged in the distant Free Cities, where ancient Valyria’s lost knowledge still lingers in shadows. Hailing from a powerful foreign lineage that mastered both dragons and forbidden arts, Dragonzel arrives in Westeros not as a guest—but as a force that challenges the very foundation of noble bloodlines and tradition. In a land where legitimacy is everything, his existence alone is a threat. With his dragons, wealth, and unmatched intellect, he begins weaving a vast network of alliances—binding great houses, influencing trade, and reshaping the balance of power across the Realm. But Westeros stands on the brink of chaos. The brewing conflict between Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Queen Alicent Hightower threatens to ignite the devastating Dance of the Dragons. Dragons will rise, kingdoms will burn, and loyalties will be tested. Amidst this storm, Dragonzel walks a razor’s edge—ally, rival, or something far more dangerous. Because his goal is not merely to survive the coming war… …but to surpass the legacy of Valyria itself. ---

Reincarnated as Javier De Armand as the youngest son of one of the Human Kingdom’s most powerful noble families, former salaryman Nakamura Junichi enters a world ruled by ancient bloodlines, divine relics, and collapsing empires. Born into the formidable Armand family, Javier hides his true intellect and combat genius behind a lazy smile and a laid-back demeanor. While the world sees him as a useless noble son, he quietly builds a legacy of innovation, loyalty, and power. From the daily chaos of being punched, dragged and chased by a beautiful elf maid for his antics, to crafting advanced mana relay towers and puppet knight army, Javier’s influence grows quietly but relentlessly. He walks a delicate line between playful freedom and deadly responsibility. Guiding allies, managing internal politics, and countering threats from scheming nobles, monstrous armies, and even forces beyond understanding. Javier’s silent work becomes the key to Armand’s survival. But the battlefield isn’t just war. It’s love, loyalty, and trust. Whether fending off persistent princesses, outsmarting corrupt nobles, or navigating his own rising harem of jealous and powerful maids, Javier must balance duty with desire, always one step ahead, always watching, never showing his full hand. In a world where kingdoms teeter on the edge of madness, one noble son dares to laugh, love, and lead, on his own terms.

Reborn into the House of the Dragon, a modern soul awakens as Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, heir to prophecy and blood, in a Westeros standing at the edge of quiet upheaval. This is not the mad realm remembered by history. King Jaehaerys II still sits the Iron Throne, Prince Aerys has yet to fall into madness, and the great houses—Dragon, Lion, Stag, and Wolf—remain bound by fragile alliances. Beneath this calm, however, the seeds of disaster already lie buried: ambition, bloodline, prophecy, and the inevitable clash between fate and will. Armed with knowledge of future tragedies yet constrained by the customs of nobility, Rhaegar must walk a perilous path. He cannot act rashly, nor can he escape the weight of Valyrian tradition—incestuous bloodlines, political marriages, and the unyielding expectations placed upon a dragon prince. Every decision, from betrothal to alliance, threatens to ripple through the realm. As dragons stir, ancient bloodlines awaken, and the shadow of the Long Night lingers beyond memory, Rhaegar begins to reshape history—not through open rebellion, but through patience, foresight, and quiet reform. The fall of great houses, the rise of unlikely heirs, and the redefinition of kingship itself unfold step by calculated step. Yet destiny is not so easily undone. Prophecy watches. Blood remembers. And Westeros will test whether a man who knows the future can truly escape it—or only forge a darker, sharper fate. This is a Translation Raw - 权游：我成为了银王子

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What was the most popular way of getting isekai'd? Even if you ask multiple weebs, they'll give you only a single answer, Truck-kun. Well, my case was a bit different.... scratch that, a lot different. *** Orion was as ordinary as one could get, with over half of his life spent on comics, mangas and webnovels. The kind of guy who knew every isekai cliché in existence, yet still stayed up till 3AM reading “just one more chapter.” Unfortunately for him, that knowledge didn’t help when it actually mattered. Because instead of getting the honorable “Truck-kun send-off,” He got struck by lightning. And just when he thought death was the end of it, he woke up in a white void, got blamed for something that clearly wasn’t his fault, and was forcefully thrown into another world by a suspiciously carefree old man. He had no choice of world, powers or even a return policy. Now reincarnated in a world where strength is everything and summoners rule the hierarchy, Orion finds himself in the body of a noble… A noble who couldn’t summon even a rat. But just when things couldn’t get any worse, the same “old bastard” decides to interfere again, granting him a system. A system that lets him summon legendary beasts. Powerful, rare, world-shaking creatures. There’s just one small problem, every single one of them… Is completely, utterly, and terrifyingly obsessed with him. Will Orion avoid being killed by enemies of this world? Or worse, his very own summons?

Still, the last idea Dumbledore come up with took the cake, asking him to continue sitting in the same room with Snape while he was attacked mentally, again and again, baring his deepest secrets to him. Dumbledore must have been an idiot if he thought that he would ever agree to something like that once again, after that monster disguised as a teacher did his best to humiliate him. He acknowledged that giving Voldemort access to his mind wasn't exactly reasonable, but he would die before relying on Snape to fix anything, lest of his brain. He still remembered how Snape ruined Sirius' life just to satisfy his schoolyard grudge despite Dumbledore's orders to contrary at the end of the third year. Who would've guaranteed that he wouldn't do the same to ruin his in an attempt to get even with his father? With that in mind, he entered the library and sneaked his way into the restricted section. "Secrets of the mind," he murmured as he carefully pulled a book after a brief search. "I hope that is the one I'm looking for." Note: Porn with Plot Thank you for reading! If you are enjoying the story, please consider supporting me on Patreon. Patrons get access to advance chapters and help make it possible for me to keep writing. You can find me at: patreon.com/DarkLoreWriter