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Ashes of Earth-The Last Heir

The streets were a mess — broken cars, scattered loot, zombie groans echoing through the air. Kim Byeol-ha sprinted at the back of a terrified crowd, his hands casually stuffed in the pockets of his ragged hoodie. A dull thought floated lazily in his mind. “Should I make ramen tonight? Or maybe... tteokbokki? Something spicy sounds nice…” Behind him, a monstrous zombie let out an ugly screech. Byeol-ha glanced over his shoulder, yawned, then slightly shifted his wrist. Puff. The zombie's head exploded without warning, but he didn't even blink. No one noticed. Everyone was too busy screaming. At the front of the street, a group of well-armed fighters burst into view. Their leader — tall, broad-shouldered, in sleek black tactical armor — pointed his gleaming sword forward with authority. “Everyone behind me! We'll protect you!" Baek Ryeo-woon, commander of District 9, the textbook definition of a hero. Byeol-ha stopped running. “Ah. It’s the overachiever type.” He scratched his head and turned to the side, casually strolling toward a side alley to avoid getting drafted into some dumb citizen protection program. Meanwhile, Baek Ryeo-woon spotted Byeol-ha slipping away like a lazy cat ditching chores. "You!" he barked sharply. "Stay with the group!" Byeol-ha tilted his head lazily, eyes half-closed. “Mm? Why?” His voice was soft, almost sleepy. “It's dangerous, idiot!” Ryeo-woon shouted, cutting down two zombies with clean, practiced strikes. “You want to die alone out there?” Byeol-ha considered it seriously. "Not really. But if I die, at least I won't have to worry about dinner," he muttered, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets. Baek Ryeo-woon stared at him like he'd just grown a second head. "Who the hell worries about dinner during an evacuation!?" He stormed toward Byeol-ha, grabbed him by the back of the hoodie like a stray cat, and physically dragged him back into the crowd. Byeol-ha grumbled under his breath, getting hauled like a shopping bag. "Geez, musclehead. Let a guy think about tteokbokki in peace." Meanwhile, Ryeo-woon growled low, half-annoyed, half-baffled: "Great. Just what I needed. Another helpless civilian with no survival instincts." Neither of them knew yet — one was the hidden protector of the entire city, the other... was about to fall hopelessly in love with a boy who cared more about spicy rice cakes than zombie apocalypses.
Hina_Lura · 9.5k Views

My Reality is Bugged! (And I'm the Universe's Unwilling Tech Support)

The Universe crashed. Now I'm stuck fixing it. One day, reality just… broke. Glitches tear through cities like digital tsunamis, physics forgets its own rules, and monsters literally spawn from corrupted code. They call it the Glitchstorm. My name's Ren, and before this mess, my biggest worry was spilled coffee on a keyboard. Now? I’m the universe's unwilling, underpaid, and perpetually unimpressed IT support guy. While others might have gotten cool powers, my only "gift" is perceiving the broken source code behind the madness. I can debug glitches, stabilize failing tech, and sometimes, just sometimes, tell reality to turn itself off and on again. It's less heroic, more cosmic janitorial duty, and every fix comes with a brain-melting cost. And the so-called "System" (URE) that popped up? It's as glitchy as everything else! Expect pop-up ads for quests you can't complete, error messages instead of health bars, and achievements for surviving your own incompetence. It’s LitRPG, but if the game developer was actively trying to gaslight you. Now, I’m dragged into the depths of the treacherous Undercroft, a subterranean nightmare where survival is a daily dice roll against lethal glitches, desperate scavengers, and horrors that crawl out of broken data streams. With me? - Anya: A pragmatic, badass operator whose advanced, reality-bending vehicle is constantly on the fritz (guess who gets to fix it?). - Leo: An analyst whose knowledge of collapsing infrastructure is surprisingly vital, even if he's one bad glitch away from a complete system meltdown himself. We’re low on resources, high on existential dread, and every corner turned reveals a new system error threatening to delete us permanently. Ancient mysteries whisper from the darkness, enigmatic entities watch from the static, and I’m pretty sure my ability to debug reality is slowly debugging me. Warning: This is a gritty Sci-Fi LitRPG with a cynical MC, dark humor, unreliable systems, survival, unique skills, found family dynamics, and subtle (very subtle) harem vibes because when the world ends, tech support is suddenly in high demand. Can one tech nerd fix a fundamentally broken universe before he crashes too? Strap in. This reboot is going to be hell.
phanst · 9.8k Views

World's End Harem: The Lustful Messiah

Updates are 1-2 Chapters Every Single Day: {Ongoing} In a world where 99.9% of men are wiped out by the MK Virus, humanity clings to survival through a breeding program controlled by the powerful United Women organization (UW). The intentions with the UW about controlling men are unclear. The last of the surviving men are either still in cold sleep or have awakened with immunity to the MK Virus. Those men immune to the virus are called "Code Numbers" by the UW. They are the only hope to bring men immune to the virus back to the world. Shin Kratos, Code Number 6, awakens not as a knight in shining armor, but as a sinner with a mission. He’s not here to follow orders. He’s here to take control, one moaning woman at a time. He was a top 1% kind of guy before the virus. It is no wonder the girls would do anything to lay their hands on Shin. With a hot body built for pleasure, a mind forged for strategy, and no moral leash to hold him back, Shin embraces the harem system and reshapes it to serve his desires. He builds a harem powerful enough to threaten the UW and restore men back into society while he still remains at the top of the food chain. Behind every orgasm is a secret. Behind every kiss, a power play. Code Number 2, Reito Mizuhara, wants to find the cure to the MK Virus. Code Number 1 is having fun with the women worrying about nothing else. The other codes are doing their own thing, playing their own role in this unique world where men are the most valuable thing. The most valuable asset. Code Number 6 on the other hand, has other things on his mind. Complete domination, over everybody. Shin wants to rule what’s left of the world… with every woman under him. Even men start to look up to him. The Lustful Messiah has awakened and he is hungry for more. __ Extra Tags: Hardcore | Bdsm | Fetish | NSFW | Op MC | Dominate | Anime | Breeding | Choking | Spanking | World Domination | Hentai | Anti-hero | Smut | Mature | World's End Harem | Mega Harem | Territorial MC Socials: Discord - Coming Soon! {Note: This is a fan fiction and I do not own the anime, the characters, universe, or elements from it. The written text and the altered storyline itself is mine. All chapters are free with one or two chapters a day unless on my upcoming Patreon!}
LS_Elder · 139.2k Views

Quantum gaze: Surviving the galaxy's wrath

In-so Park never asked to be a scientific disaster magnet. Sure, he's accidentally built a nuclear bomb from food at 14, resurrected a dead bird, and stopped a great pandemic by deactivating a virus. But he's actually kind of average... except for the alien eyes implanted in his skull. These aren't just any alien peepers—they let him see FIVE whole dimensions. While everyone else is living in their boring 3D world, In-so is drowning in a reality where electrons dance, atoms scream, and the quantum fabric of existence never shuts up. Just when he's barely holding it together, surviving college by wearing special glasses that dampen his overwhelming perception, a ridiculously tall man (probably an alien) crashes into his space. "Shit! When did these monkeys evolve?" the stranger mutters, looking around Earth with disgust. Before In-so can process what's happening, the alien gets right to the point: "Now give me your eyes, you useless fucker," his voice dropping to a threatening rumble. "Hah! Gimme a break. Did I ask for it?" In-so snaps back. What the alien doesn't know is that In-so isn't just passively seeing electrons—he can CONTROL them. The headache didn't stop there for Inso. Ding! [Nexus: Welcome to the space chat] As In-so and the alien find themselves accidentally transported to a loop of different worlds where neither of them belongs to, they'll have to deal with annoying creatures, bizarre events and the most awkward bond in five dimensions. Things take a turn when the stranger is not just an alien and this isn't just a smooth adventure. Are you thinking, "Meh, I hate physics and chemistry"? Trust me. Me too TT. I'll make it simple for you ^v^ Inspiration? From a random quote: [Imagine if the aliens come back to earth after a few years thinking, "I hope the monkeys didn't touch anything"] This is my first non fanfic novel. I had this idea for so long I couldn't even remember, but never thought I had a knack to sit patiently and write. Need to thank my previous readers in Wattpad for actively supporting me and giving me compliments 0:) But please don't read those works unless you like BL. I know I'm a weird species. So cut me some slack and let me know if you like my story. Genre: Comedy, Sci-fi, Fantasy, Apocalypse, Supernatural, Adventure, Survival, Enemies to friends, Tragedy
Ammudiva · 1.6k Views

Wasteland Conqueror

Dom, a man in his mid-twenties, suddenly gets reincarnated into the harsh post-apocalyptic world of his favorite game series, Wastelander. With his previous life ended and his new one just beginning he needed a new goal to strive for, and so with an ambitious heart, he decided to pursue the monstrous goal of conquering the wasteland in its entirety that has been left scarred by atomic fire for some two centuries. On his journey through this new world, he’ll come face to face with all sorts of dangers ranging anywhere from mutants wanting to tear any human they come across to shreds for a quick meal to bandit clans that love to rape, pillage, and sell their victims into slavery. Despite those prevalent threats seeming dangerous enough to deter most from even attempting to set foot outside the confines of whatever safe haven they have, they're not even the worst of what he’ll come across in the pursuit of his goals. Dom’s quest will have him go toe to toe with the many powers that exist across the wasteland and their armies in his quest to one day conquer it. Will Dom achieve his dreams in this life or will he succumb to the many dangers that exist within the wasteland and beyond? | Other information | This is not a privilege novel and never will be. Other Tags: Relatively Ruthless MC, Faction Building, War, Aliens, Space Travel, Mutants, Robots, Exploration, Cannibals, Sex, Drugs, Slavery, Galactic Conquest, Cultivation, MC POV Only | Links | Discord Link: https://discord.gg/NP8e6CymdY Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/PowerArmorGuy
PowerArmorGuy · 414.2k Views

Apocalyptic World: Surviving with my husband and my cute little babies

[space + superpower+ farming + family + babies + slow pace + face slapping+world building] Elena has returned from a dark future where society has collapsed. Now, as the apocalypse approaches once more, she must confront the dangers alongside her husband, Ethan, and his courageous family. Together, they fight against natural disasters, mutant beasts, and an alien invasion that threatens to eradicate humanity. Join Elena and Ethan as they navigate a world full of uncertainty. ******** Excerpt: Triplets little show (2 years old) Ethan was strolling through the living room when he spotted his son climbing on the table. Ethan: “Leo, come down!” Baby 1, in the kitchen, turned around and sprinted to the sofa. Baby 1: “Daddy, eo!” [pointing at himself earnestly] Ethan: “Oops, my mistake! Leo’s here; Finn, get down now!” Baby 3 burst from the bedroom, rushing to the sofa. Baby 3: “Daddy!” [looking puzzled] Ethan: “Finn?” Baby 3: “Daddy, Finn!” [leaping into Ethan’s arms] Ethan felt his face heat up. Just then, Max darted down the table, throwing himself into Elena’s embrace. Baby 2: [giggling as Elena smothered her with kisses] “Mommy!” Elena shot Ethan a knowing look, her eyes saying, “You mixed them up again.” Ethan: [with a playful glint in his eye] “Can you blame me? They’re all adorable little lookalikes!” They both chuckle, watching the chaos unfold.
ApocalypticShone · 800.9k Views