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Transmigrated to Nemeteia

"You are holding the best hunter in our village," they said. Lyor looked at the brown cat he had held so protectively in his hands. He needed to get him treated. "Huh?" The last thing Lyor remembered before waking up in this strange forest is the suffocating pain in his chest. Now people he found are saying that he is holding a hunter and not a cat. "What on earth is going on?" He mumbled as his vision grew dark. "What's earth?" He heard them ask before everything went black. In Nemeteia, a vast ancient tree stands at the center of a peaceful village, sustaining a barrier that protects its people from the dangerous creatures beyond. Most arrive with no memories of their previous lives. Lyor is the exception. After a life on Earth defined by hardship, pressure, and pain, he awakens beneath the great tree with memories he was never meant to keep. In a world where people speak gently, offer help without expectation, and rest without fear, he does not know how to exist without constant anxiety. Survival is no longer a fight, yet his body and mind have not learned that safety is real. On the day he arrives, he encounters Sol, the village’s most skilled hunter, who accidentally transforms into a cat mid-mission due to a lingering prank curse. Mistaking him for an injured animal, Lyor carries him back to the village with desperate concern, unaware he is protecting a human. That moment of instinctive kindness sparks an unexpected bond between them. Nemeteia is not without danger. Beyond the barrier live monsters, some truly hostile, others simply misunderstood. When Lyor’s rare ability begins to manifest, he may hold the key to strengthening the boundary between worlds.
TheGD · 7.4k Views

Reverend Insanity: The Goody Two-Shoes System

Man is the spirit of all things, and gu are the refined fragments of the Great Dao. The ambition which blooms with the spring's morning breeze withers at the call of autumn's night. The accumulation of five hundred years - triumphs and failures - will be naught but ash with dawn's first light. The rising of the sun bathes the mountains in golden flame, but 'tis sunset upon the demon's time. The demonic overlord, Fang Yuan, is cornered by his enemies after word gets out that he refined the Spring Autumn Cicada - a gu worm rumored to be capable of having a chance at sending one back in time but demands a terrifying price in return - the user's entire existence! With no hope of escape, in desperation, Fang Yuan uses the Spring Autumn Cicada which miraculously lives up to its name and sends him back in time. And now, he's back in Gu Yue Village as a fifteen-year-old ready to use his knowledge of the future to conquer the world... but there's something wrong. Something is quite different this time around. What's with this new notification that keeps popping up in his view? It calls itself 'The Goody Two-Shoes System.' It also starts giving him quests to complete. "Help Fang Zheng gain his confidence back!" - get a Green Copper Relic Gu! "Help your friends refine their gu worms!" - have your aptitude raised by 2%! All of these rewards and quests before him, why are they trying to convert this demonic overlord to the path of righteousness? And aren't some of these quests kind of... sus? Why does marrying Bai Ning Bing give him an immortal gu? Whatever, anything for benefits! This is a fanfiction based on Gu Zhen Re's work 'Reverend Insanity' known in Chinese as 蛊真人 or 'Gu Taoist Master'. I don't own the rights to the original work. 'Gu' in the context of this story are mystical insects that have various powers and are the basis of the world's cultivation system.
Drechenaux · 2m Views

Jugaad Magic: The Raven Heir’s Hidden Sanskrit

​A Note to Fellow Readers: Are you tired of reading the same repetitive tropes in novels and manhwa? The kind of stories that look amazing at first, but slowly lose their spark and become boring after a few dozen chapters? ​I felt the exact same way. ​That frustration led me to try an experiment, which eventually became JUGAAD MAGIC. I wanted to write the story that I was desperately looking to read—something with a truly unique magic system, high stakes, and a fresh perspective. ​I invite you to give the first few chapters a try. If you enjoy this new world and decide to leave a review, it would be a massive honor. I believe this story offers something genuinely different and exciting. ​If you give my work a chance, I promise I will work hard to deliver a journey that never disappoints. Welcome to a different kind of magic. One moment, I was Aryan, a struggling college student in Delhi, working shifts in a grocery store. My life was a messy struggle. I failed Math and Science, but I lived for the 'useless' stuff: History, political strategies, and, most of all, the ancient mantras of Sanskrit. ​Then a mysterious, Sanskrit-engraved locket sent my soul into the body of Theodore Aryan Vance. ​In this new, Western-style fantasy world, Theo is a joke. He’s the magicless heir to a broken, ancient noble house, known only for his striking raven hair and pale skin, and the fact that he cannot cast a single, basic Western formula. ​The Archmages dismissed him as a failure. They didn't see the truth: Theo can't understand their rigid formulas because his soul speaks the 'source code' of magic. To him, their 'failed spells' are ancient mantras just waiting to be completed. ​They say magic is a pure, expensive science. I’ll show them it’s a living power. They say my family must fall. I say we ascend. They’ve never met an Indian with a talent for Jugaad.
Deep_2061 · 3.2k Views

The Shadow of Immortality

The feeling was fleeting, sharp—a sudden and terrifying void where his past should have been. A beautiful face he once loved… now mere grains of sand slipping through Clark's fingers. All that remained for him now was his name: Clark. This forgetting was incredibly potent. Clark felt an intense headache in every pore of his head. He began to see his surroundings. He was wearing rusty metal armor. When he looked ahead, he saw a strange man. He was calm, holding a nearly empty bottle of liquor. This man had lit a fire and was sitting beside it. Next to him was a rotting, dead corpse. The stench of blood was piercing, revolting to Clark's senses. Clark was tense, his hand on the sword beside him. He didn't understand why, but it was the survival instinct within him. The man looked at Clark. His voice was unsettlingly calm. • "Don't trouble yourself reaching for that sword. I didn't kill him, I found him like this with an empty bottle." Clark ignored the dizziness and sat beside the man, his hand still on the hilt. Clark's voice sounded as if his vocal cords were frayed from hunger. • "Who are you? What is this place?" • "My name is Jin. I woke up in a field of corpses. You were the only breathing thing. So I dragged you here." I was hoping you had answers. About me. About any of this." Clark's expression froze. He hadn't comprehended that he had amnesia. "What do you mean 'about you'?" Jin replied with a helpless smile. "I don't know. I've lost… everything. All that's left for me is instinct. The need to survive. That's all." Enjoy reading it!
diodaa · 243.1k Views