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I'm begged to join the Legion of the dead

I never wished to be one of the Dead. Being one of the Dead isn’t what normal people normally pray for. But that's the problem, I'm not normal. Although, in this context, being Dead doesn’t truly mean you are dead—at least, not entirely. It is a state between life and death. Where your soul lingers, your humanity fades, and something else begins to take its place. And yet… I chose it. No. I was chosen. And now, having accepted this existence, it has become my deepest need to become the most evolved of the Dead. Once, I was nothing more than an orphan—just another forgotten boy surviving in the slums, living inside a rusting, converted bus my uncle once used to cook drugs. I fought to survive, 'cause aside from my not so caring uncle, I had no one. Well, not until Death found me. That was when everything changed. Death exposed me to the true reality hidden beneath the illusion of what I once believed the world to be. I saw monstrous things—demons, fallen warriors, and necromantic beings raised through forbidden magic. Souls dragged back from death and forced into existence once more, but in monstrous forms. I saw creatures—evils and beasts—that threatened to devour our entire sphere. Then, I also learned the truth. Earth is not the only sphere that exists. There are countless others, each inhabited by different species and creatures. There is the Elven Sphere—the world of the elves. The Orcanian Sphere, home of the orcs—green-skinned beings shaped like humans, yet far from them. And the Dwarken Spheres—the domain of the dwarves. And then… there is the Forbidden Sphere. The sphere of monstrosities. A realm where demons, abominations, and horrors beyond imagination are born. It is from this sphere that the horrors come. These spheres do not exist in isolation. They connect and at times overlap. They bleed into one another… and into ours. Yes… bleed. It is not many times that you will just suddenly wake up and find out that the friend beside you all this while has been an elf or an orc that entered to explore your world, but was hidden from you all this while because you lacked the sight to see through nature. When I was found by death, that was when I learned all this, when I learned who I was, the power within me, my truth, and my destiny. And now, I must navigate through all these worlds and fight all these monsters and demons in order to keep our sphere and other spheres safe. Because if I don't... Our sphere—and every other—will fall.
Da_Sn · 3.1k Views

Abyss System The Rise of the Lord

Noa was once the kindest child in the world. He dreamed only of living peacefully with his family, building a simple life on a mountain peak with the girl he loved. But the world was not kind to him: after losing those he loved and being betrayed, a unique love for power, wealth, and strength awakened in his heart. When he was exiled, he was ready to embrace death… yet fate was not as merciless as he had thought. The Spirit Chain — long believed to have been destroyed centuries ago — had now fallen into his hands. This chain grants power, but its consequences are far greater than one might expect… The chain turns its owner into the target of the entire world. A boy standing against the world cannot know the trials that lie ahead. Ultimately, will the chain devour Noa… or will Noa devour the chain and ascend to join the ranks of the world’s most supreme beings? ————————————————— Tags: Male MC, Western Fantasy Schedule: 7 chapters per week (unless I get sick or something unexpected happens) Chapter length: 1400–1700 words Warning: This protagonist is not ordinary. Noa is neither a hero nor a typical anti-hero. He is cold, ruthless, and acts only for his own benefit. If you are looking for a kind MC who fights for everyone — this story is not for you. If you expect a protagonist who never changes or develops — this novel is not for you either. discord: https://discord.gg/jtPPMTDpu
Abdulbosid · 98.3k Views

Villain's Breeding System: Evolving 999+ Harem into an SSS-Rank Legion

« MATURE CONTENT » His name is Raven Lustre. And the universe fucked him from day one. Imagine this: You get isekai'd to a fantasy world. Finally, right? Your moment. Dragon slayers, demon kings, the whole power fantasy package. Except when everyone else rolled Dragon, Archangel, Titan—bloodlines so pure they could split mountains on day one—you got Incubus. 60% purity. The discount bin special. Not the "seduce and conquer" kind you read about in those masterpiece web novels. The "your pheromones are weaker than cologne" kind. The "you can't charm anyone stronger than you" kind. Which in a world where everyone else is a walking apocalypse? Means you can't charm anyone who matters. So while Gareth—the muscle-brained Titan hero—was bench-pressing boulders, and Astasia—the Holy Archangel with a body that belonged in a cathedral and a face she hid behind a helmet—was literally glowing with divine power, Raven was in the back. The strategist. The brain. The guy they kept around because someone had to think. And they hated him for it. Astasia called him trash. Disgusting. Bastard. Freak. Every curse word a noblewoman could learn, she threw at him like stones. He thought she despised him. Thought she saw him as the weakest link dragging down the hero party. Turns out? 89% favorability. She was a fucking tsundere. And he never knew. Never saw it. Because he was too busy surviving, too busy stealing quick fucks with noblewomen in hallways just to recharge his trash-tier powers, too busy being treated like a prostitute with a brain instead of a hero. Then there was Nyra. The cat-woman. Gareth's slave. The one Raven fucked in secret because that idiot was too busy drawing pictures of Astasia like a lovesick puppy. 96% favorability. The one who actually loved him. The one he promised to free. And he failed. An Incubus got who died at Hand of Succubus during their first Session. The End.
Idiocrat · 138.6k Views