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"Failed writer. Failed hunter. Failed at life." Aiden Jus had heard it all before. At twenty-eight, he was a walking reminder of what happened when you failed your mana awakening and spent thirteen years chasing a dream that would never come true. No powers. No future. Just a cramped flat in the UK and a lifetime of rejection letters from publishers who never bothered to read past the first page. But the day Aiden decided to give up on writing—the day he was ready to finally accept a soul-crushing desk job at an editing firm—everything changed. *[You have been chosen by Nabu, God of Literacy and Scribes]* *[Skill Acquired: Narrative Embodiment (Divine-Rank)]* The ancient Mesopotamian deity offered Aiden something unprecedented: the power to physically enter any story he writes and gain real abilities from the fictional worlds he creates. *[You have mastered Celestial Blade Art - Skill permanently acquired]* *[You have learned Tier-9 Spell: Void Severance - Spell permanently acquired]* Every sword technique mastered, every spell learned, every power gained inside his stories becomes permanently his in the real world. But so does every death trap, overpowered villain, and narrative cruelty he carelessly wrote in moments of frustration. Suddenly, Aiden isn't just a failed writer anymore. While other awakened humans rely on mana cores and dungeon raids, Aiden's strength comes from the worlds born from his imagination—a power that operates outside the traditional hunter system entirely. As rival gods compete for powerful human contractors and ancient ruins promise unimaginable treasures, Aiden must survive the deadly fictional universes he created while building his reputation in a society that once dismissed him as worthless. **From the typewriter to the battlefield, Aiden Jus will prove that the pen truly is mightier than the sword—as long as you're willing to live through every word you write.** --- *An action-fantasy progression series blending real-world hunter systems, divine contracts, multi-genre story realms, and the ultimate question: What would you do if you had to survive your own worst writing?* Author's Note 1 chapter per day.
Mr_Raiden · 52.7k Views

Level-Up Apocalypse

The world did not end in fire. It rotted. Civilization collapsed overnight. Cities fell, demons descended, the dead began walking - not mindlessly, but under a growing, forced will. Vincent, an ordinary man drowning in debt, clung to fragile hope. Then, hell arrived - he became something worse than a victim. A mysterious zombie virus descended, but Vincent did not turn. He awakened as a carrier. He became the first infected - a Progenitor. Every life claimed by the virus strengthens him...and stains his soul. He walks a razor's edge between savior and catastrophe. Survival is sin and requires everything. Venturing into ruins, facing demons, and making impossible choices - there is no good choice. No gain. No winning or losing. No choosing the good. Only choosing the lesser evil. Meanwhile, trust fractures. Humanity's last forces are not as united as they appear. Ghosts of the past hunt them. False grief hides calculated malice. While they battle demons, something far more terrifying has already infiltrated among them. Factions rise, hidden powers awaken. One question looms over the ruins of the world. Can a man who commands the dead still save the living - or will he become the very end he fears? Hopes are fading. The role of humanity seems insignificant. And the end? Certain. In the shadows, unknown forces are at bay. Bound by the universal rules at the moment, restrained. But time is ticking. The day draws near. What fate awaits humanity and the world once the chains break and the mysterious forces can act freely?
HAVEMERCY · 5.8k Views

Honkai Star Rail: Who Says You Can't Level Up While Lying Down!

Zeig unexpectedly traversed to the Honkai: Star Rail world, and right at the start, he was implanted with a Stellaron by Kafka. "Congratulations to the host for awakening the Slacking System. Slacking makes you stronger!" "There's such a good thing?" Zeig lay down on the spot, leaving Kafka and Silver Wolf dumbfounded. After slacking ended... "Congratulations to the host for obtaining Aeon Emanator-level strength, as well as the true legacy ultimate technique of the Phoenix Immortal!" "No way, it really gives it?!" That day, outside Herta Space Station, a sword tip that obscured the galaxy appeared, slowly descending toward the Doomsday Beast. March 7th stared in astonishment: "Oh my god, what is that?" Welt adjusted his glasses: "It's actually the Taixu Sword God. Who on earth is the one drawing the sword?" Asta's pupils shrank sharply: "How much money would it take for him to stay at the space station? I'll pay double, no problem!" Herta: "Heh, in this laboratory today, once you come, you won't be able to leave. It's not up to you!" Only Zeig remained calm as still water. "Everyone, small scene, no biggie." "By the way." Zeig turned his head, "Did you capture my handsome heroic figure just now? Remember to photoshop it more." Everyone: "......" In order to protect his companions well under the threat of the Aeon of Destruction, Zeig entered ultimate slacking mode. "What's the point of Trailblazing? I haven't finished my happy water yet." "For the inn, I want the most expensive and highest-grade one." "March, where are your snacks? No way, it's only been a few days and I've eaten them all? So little, go buy more." March 7th gritted her teeth and said to everyone on the train: "How about we kick him off the train?" ——
Ferasam · 8.1k Views