Warning: 17++++ This story involves Bdsm, a sadistic pervert Alpha boss and his cute pouty step brother omega who loves him just as he comes. *** Ambitious young designer Kang Ye Jun joins Choi Advertising brimming with dreams, only to run headfirst into a tyrannical superior, Choi Si woo. No weekends off, constant availability around the clock, endless overtime that drains every ounce of energy no social life whatsoever, that's already brutal; the absolute worst part is that no matter how hard he tries, in the eyes of this hyper-critical director, everything he creates is flawed and unacceptable! After swallowing endless humiliation, Ye jun finally snaps: "Just because I stay quiet doesn't mean I'm some harmless pushover! I’m done! I quit!" What?! Quitting triggers a massive penalty clause worth millions?! That's insane! Can't we just separate on good terms? Since resignation isn't an option, Kang Ye jun decides to gamble everything and pull off the one move no subordinate would ever dare, seduce and sleep with the devil himself! Choi Si woo, creative director at Seohan Advertising, is a legendary figure in the industry and an untouchable elite bachelor. His professional brilliance is unmatched, but his personality is pure poison, earning him the infamous moniker "The Ice-Cold Devil in a Tailored Suit." Yet beneath that aloof, ruthless exterior lies a deeply buried, unspeakable kink he guards fiercely. When this explosive secret gets uncovered by his sharp-eyed subordinate Kang, what fate awaits the once-impenetrable Choi?

Jade was nothing but a mocked student in oversized hoodies until she agreed to help her trainer with last-minute gym inventory on New Year’s Eve. However, a single mistake—sending a private video to the wrong contact—shatters her life in seconds. Publicly humiliated at a New Year’s party, betrayed by her boyfriend as part of a cruel bet, Jade stood drenched in filth and laughter, stripped of dignity in front of the entire school, until the Alpha Triplets arrived. And with it, a ruthless bond shackled her to all three, as well as revealing she was the lost daughter of the Lycan King. The Alpha Triplets, known for their coldness and brutality, searched for their mates to break their feral curse before their 25th birthday. But when they found their mate in the form of a weak, frail girl, disdain was all she got. With a new identity and a transformation in her life, Jade is tossed into deadly Lycan politics, brutal mate bonds, a fourth bond, a throne soaked in blood, and an attraction from the Rogue King himself. What will she do when she discovers not everything is as it seems? How will Jade survive the chaos that follows in her quest to win the Lunar Crown Student of the Year and evade the dangerous love of her fourth mate, now turned enemy, who sought out her heart? Four Alphas. One girl. And Fate's Twisted Game of Love and Power.

Title: I Built His Empire… Now I’m Taking It Back Synopsis She was the mind behind the empire. While others chased titles, Adriana built systems, solved crises, and turned failing ventures into gold. With an unmatched blend of precision and instinct—an “Eagle Eye” for detail and a “Midas Touch” for transformation—she quietly positioned herself as the invisible force behind Stratton Global’s rise. But power, when hidden, is often taken for granted. Betrayed, sidelined, and nearly erased by the very structure she helped build, Adriana is forced into a position she never sought—war against her own creation. What begins as a fight to reclaim her place quickly evolves into something far greater: exposing corruption, dismantling a deeply rooted syndicate, and recovering billions siphoned through deception. Yet reclaiming the empire is only the beginning. With enemies both inside and outside the system, public scrutiny, corporate politics, and high-stakes global deals closing in, Adriana must do more than survive—she must dominate. As she clears Stratton Global’s name, restores its reputation, and positions it for groundbreaking ventures like the hydrogen gas revolution, one truth becomes undeniable: She was never just part of the empire. She was the one who made it. Now, she’s taking it back—piece by piece, system by system, until nothing stands in her way. Power. Strategy. Betrayal. Redemption. And a woman who refuses to stop at victory.

Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate? **** The candlelight quivered against the cracked walls of the old inn, shadows twisting like restless spirits. Eva froze as he wasn't suppose to be here! Hades sat in the crimson chair, his presence consuming the air, thick and suffocating, as if the world itself had bowed before him. Swirling the red liquid in his glass, his bright purple eyes never left the shadows, yet he knew she was there before she moved. "Who is it this time?" His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share."

For years, Anna never thought Sullivan was the type of man anyone should go to for help. Heck! She didn't think he was the type of man anyone should be seen with. She hated him. Secretly. Deeply. And loathed his presence. His existence alone appalled her until she crashed into his building. A loud cry for his protection and help. Sullivan didn't bother with Anna. She was too busy hating him while keeping his secret, too absorbing. Too much of everything he shouldn't be giving in to. Yet, in a fleet of seconds, she ripped his perfectly quiet world apart. As the world of the supernatural opened before her, with their unknown enemy promising a repeat of tragic fate, Anna banked on Sullivan's protection. Taking pleasure in his attention and interest. Yet, the knowledge she lacked was that peculiar interest is often overwhelming. Unhealthy. Dangerous. Obsessive. And a path of thorn that tears at the most precious skin. ■■■■■■■ “Are you hiding, little bird?” His tone was different from the usual. It wasn't the coo she knew, neither was it the song of calmness that often emanated from him. It was vibrating. An allure that in a dark and dangerous way promised a touch that would drift her alive. Annabelle kept her hand to her mouth, her heart racing past its usual rate. She wondered in that moment—now that she knew what he was—if he could hear her heart beat. As if the universe was sending her a response, she felt him stop. Right above where she hid. Holding a shaky breath, she raised her head, feeling the pressure of his feet on the wood that obscured her view from him. Surely, his ability can't go underground. Surely, the scent of watermelon and potatoes would mask her. Yet…the low chuckle that sounded like a sinister laughter made her heart jump, as her legs gave away. He lifted the wooden pallet, their gazes colliding in a fit of what seems to be prey and predator instinct. A tiny smirk was playing on his face now, the same one she was used to. And the evidence was as glaring as daylight. Blood streak marked his crisp white shirt, drooling down the side of his face to his lips—his hands, a crimson bloody mess against rich skin. The stale of another man's death lingering around him, morphing his aura and forever confirming what he is. What he will always be. “Little bird…” “Please…” Huge palm reached out to pat her nest of hair, definitely leaving behind strokes of blood. The metallic iron scent assaulted her nose in the small space she hid. He was after her heart—an organ she feared he might mean in the literal sense. As she remained in the squatting position, watermelon threatening to squash beneath her knees, she felt his pat. Once. Twice. As soothing as always for a creature like him. “I wished upon you little bird. You cannot run from me.” His words were a promise, a seal that bounded them together. Forever. ■■■■■■■ This is an enemies to lovers cum friends to lovers kind of story. ALSO... !!!THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN DARK VULGAR AND CRUDE CHAPTERS BUT A SERIES OF WARNINGS WILL BE ISSUED BEFOREHAND (depends on this authors mood *evil laughter*) SO...YOU WILL BE FINE ^.^

She was supposed to be just another spoiled heiress flatlining on a penthouse floor. One more overdose. One more file stamped “troubled rich girl.” Then Dr. Rowan Blackwood looked at her like she was someone not special and that single, stupid moment of boldness lit a fuse no one saw coming. Now the seventeen-year-old billionaire heir won’t stop until she owns Rowan completely. Body. Mind. Soul. She’ll buy the hospital wing if she has to. She’ll show up at 3 a.m. outside Rowan’s locked apartment door. She’ll burn every boundary, break every rule, ruin every excuse Rowan tries to hide behind because once someone sees the real, bleeding girl underneath the cocaine and couture, Isadora Ravencroft doesn’t let go. Ever. Rowan should run. Ethics scream it. The law demands it. Her career would survive it. But every time those fever-bright eyes lock on hers, every time that trembling, manic hand reaches out like it’s drowning… something inside the unflinching doctor starts to fracture. One wrong touch. One forbidden kiss in the dark. One night where detox sweat and desperate sobs blur into something neither of them can name. They’re definitely not supposed to *need* this. But obsession doesn’t ask for permission. And healing… healing can look a lot like destruction when the wrong two people find each other at the worst possible time. Welcome to the kind of love that ruins lives and might just save them anyway. Dark. Forbidden. Addictive. You won’t look away. Even when you know you should. ———— The audio was clean.  Crisp.  Every hitch, every gasp, every whispered "yes" and "more" rendered in perfect high-definition clarity. Rowan's knees buckled.  She caught herself against the door palm flat, sliding down an inch. "That's… that's illegal. You can't... you can't have that." Isadora lowered the phone slowly.  The moans cut off when she paused the video. "Illegal?" she echoed, almost gently. "Like fucking your seventeen-year-old patient in the backseat? Like letting her finger you until you screamed? Like coming home the next morning and lying to your friends that 'nothing happened'?"

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war. Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond. His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm. However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!" --Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server! https://discord.gg/APB5KCU --Follow my Instagram and Twitter! https://www.instagram.com/mlduong https://twitter.com/MLDuong --Cover Art by Derek-Paul Carll (carlldpn) --The Mech Touch is an original webnovel written by ML "Exlor" Duong. --The Mech Touch is mainly published on Webnovel.com and a select few platforms affiliated with the parent company of this website. --Artificial Intelligence / AI clarification: Since I started to write and publish The Mech Touch on 2018, I have never used AI tools to write my webnovel. All of my chapters are written and proofread directly by me for many years. The only automated tool that I have used is the basic spellchecker that comes standard with the Google Docs application. I have not changed my approach towards writing chapters for The Mech Touch even as technology has advanced and introduced new tools. I will continue to maintain my current approach for this webnovel until it has come to an end.

Bad Ben was living freely, doing whatever he wanted, answering to no one. But everything changes in an instant when he is suddenly thrown into the brutal war between the Soul Society and Hueco Mundo from Bleach. Surrounded by Shinigami, Hollows, and beings far beyond human understanding, Ben quickly realizes this isn’t his world, and these aren’t enemies he can simply outsmart. Yet, with the Omnitrix still on his wrist and his ruthless mindset intact। Will he side with the Soul Reapers? Join the Hollows? Or carve his own path… and rise above them all? Because he was not Ben, who loves to save the world. He was Bad Ben, and he isn’t here to save the world, he’s here to rule it.

SYNOPSIS | Initially an ‘Average Joe’, or thoroughly mediocre person, Bob, born with F- grade genetic potential had an epiphany that day when he read in his science textbook that "The goal of all living things was to reproduce". Stumbling upon Epigenetics, a Theory which states that every organism can alter its genetic potential as a result of their own actions and in the right environmental conditions, Bob begins to study and train in order to improve his Genetic Quality, in order to become a genetic success and attain Immortality. One day he picks up a manual entitled “The Art of Rizz, Vol. 1” dropped by a grandfather who is seeking a disciple to pass on his teachings, and so begins Bob’s Adventures as he embarks on the path of becoming a Grand Rizzmaster, and achieving Immortality with endless achievements, the most important one being to achieve Evolutionary success and to ensure his DNA is passed on successfully. Read and follow along with the Adventures of Bob in this unique ‘Coming’-of-age Tale and get ready for a ‘Wild Ride’. And no! Not… necessarily the one you’re now thinking of now… ! (Get that mind out of the gutter :P!!!) Rating: PG Parental Guidance recommended ___ • Any and all terms and ‘epiphanies’ in this work are intended as satire for comedic effect and should not be taken seriously. • All characters, places and events are fictional unless otherwise stated. • The aim is to Entertain. Enjoy ! ✨ • Read and you won't regret* *Disclaimer: 50% probability.

Deva was regressed back to when he was 10 years old. It was the year 2001. --- Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or teams used in this fic.

In 2021, Barcelona was burning. Debt. Defeat. Despair. The golden era was over, and the world watched as a footballing giant crumbled. But from the ashes of crisis, La Masia rose again. And with it came Mateo — a prodigy forged in silence, built for greatness. From forgotten training pitches to the roar of Camp Nou, Mateo's rise isn't just about goals and glory — it's about saving a legacy, rewriting history, and becoming a legend when all seemed lost. This is more than a football story. It’s war. It’s legacy. It’s Mateo reaching for the stars — and grabbing them. Witness the rebirth of a dynasty. One touch at a time..

In the world of "Lexica," where words shape the very fabric of reality, Elian, a impoverished student and janitor at the Royal Academy, discovers a forbidden book and speaks the taboo word: "Kaelum." The word transforms into a living tattoo on his hand, marking him as a "Bearer"—a rare entity capable of hearing the true names of things and manipulating the weave of reality through language. Now hunted by the Academy’s stern Director, who views him as a threat to the established order, Elian finds an unlikely ally in the mysterious Professor Vera. She offers to help him control his growing power, though he remains suspicious of her true intentions. As the tattoo evolves and sends cryptic messages, Elian realizes he has become a gateway between the real world and "Semantic Chaos"—a primordial force seeking to invade reality. He must now master the arts of "Magical Grammar" with urgent speed, before his power consumes him, or before his enemies exploit him to rewrite the history of the universe itself.

Multiple students from different backgrounds each talented in their own special way apply to ANHS in the same year each with a different purpose and reasons to be in such a prestigious school. Instead of being placed in Class A, they are assigned to a class that is only reserved to those whose abilities that fit a specific standard despite some of them being average in terms of intellect or physical capabilities: Class S Will these students topple every class to reach the top? Also, I do not own these characters, credits go to their creators. -- Note: Ayanokouji will not hold back in this fic, Light does not have the Death Note, and Lelouch will not have Geass. Not mine.

BOOK ONE OF “FERAL BONDS” SERIES Vael groaned, his breath fanning her skin as he pinned her against the desk. “I swear it, Vessara, you’ll never mate another in this lifetime. You. Are. Mine.” His fangs sank into the sensitive skin at the crook of her neck. Her eyes widened in shock at the realization of what he had done. >>>>>>>>>>>> Alpha Vael’Runn did not rise to power through loyalty or honor; he carved his rule through fear. He learned early that mercy is a weakness and love is a liability. So he swore off it. Until one night changes everything. Vessara is an omega born into cruelty. She has spent her life learning how to survive by staying quiet, by pleasing others, by never asking for more than she’s given. So when she’s sold off like a property to the most feared Alpha in the realm, it becomes a death sentence. Vael is irritated by her constant existence in his life. She’s fragile. She breaks just like the other omegas. But somehow, something unsettles him. Something about Vessara refuses to fade into the background of his world. She awakens something he has buried long ago. Will Vessara become more than a possession? Perhaps a weakness Vael cannot afford? Will she remain silent and survive or risk everything to awaken the man buried beneath the monster? CONTENT WARNING: This book contains triggers and explicit scenes of abuse, violence, and a dark, obsessive male lead.

A story about a young woman who faces the world from her childhood till the day she parted and her journey to seek the truth. Facing obstacles throughout her journey, and the curse that she had to endure lead her to a prophecy about the world fate that lies within the hand of a child who was born in ominous circumstances. Trying to change fate and to saved her loved ones made her lose everything she held dear in her heart... What will she do? Who shall she trust? ... ... This story was previously published in wattpad. Please feel free to contact me if there are any questions.

In a distant past, the seven Ancestral Beasts clashed, and the blood they spilled rained onto the entire plane, infecting humans and animals alike, making them part of their powerful bloodlines. As a small village’s hunter, Liam was unaware of the consequences of that legendary battle. His sole goal was to become a cultivator to gain the strength and resources he needed to avenge his family. Yet, when Liam’s Ancestral Bloodline awakened, he uncovered a connection between his family’s killers and the Dragon King, a connection that could expand his revenge to the entire Kingdom. -------------------- Discord link: https://discord.gg/mefzf3aQJ8 Instagram: eocnovels X: @EoCNovels Cover artist: https://digitalrowye.com

The Story of Your End was not just a game. Not to him. Thousands of hours — every arc, every hidden lore, every system he could exploit, every character down to the small decisions that never made it into any wiki. And the one arc no one could ever play — Academy of Endstoria, the arc that only existed as a tie-in novel so dense even most of the fandom never finished it — he read three times. Two sources. Thousands of hours. More complete knowledge of this world than anyone who had ever touched it. Then the door opened, and he went in. Not as the protagonist. Not as anyone important. As an extra, a variable that was never supposed to exist in this story. With everything he knew, the plan was simple: observe, don't interfere, let the story run its course. That plan lasted one day. If you enjoy this story and want to support me, you can do so here: https://www.patreon.com/Omaoma765

A seemingly powerless boy finds himself caught in the middle of a daring robbery. Despite believing his Quirk is useless, he makes a brave attempt to intervene and protect those in danger. But in the heat of the moment, he uncovers a hidden potential within himself—his so-called "useless" Quirk. This is an alternative universe, here’s what to expect: 1. No system. 2. Weak to strong. I’ll develop the power slowly, so the protagonist won’t just beat everyone right away. 3. I’ll follow the game’s abilities, but some things will be changed to fit the story, and I’ll try to explain why. 4. Romance, no harem. I’m tired of that. 5. I’ll try to develop every character I introduce. The girls won’t just be decoration. 6. Since this is an alternative universe, I’ll change the plot and try to expand the world. 7. The power levels will be a bit higher, and even useless powers will have ways to improve. 8. This is my first novel, so go easy on me, haha..

Scarcely had Takumi stepped into a newly discovered world when ruin descended without mercy. The entire realm was reduced to ashes, leaving him as the sole surviving human in a silent expanse of desolation. Yet fortune smiled in that darkest hour. A mysterious comprehensive comic group chat manifested before him. At his very first sign-in, he received the fabled “Cocoon of Finality,” forging an unbreakable bond between his soul and the shattered world itself. In this domain, a person’s power grows in perfect harmony with the strength and splendor of civilization. There is only one insurmountable obstacle: not a single other human remains. Thus, to his companions across the chat, he extends a sincere and solemn invitation. Would you consider migrating to this forsaken realm? A home of your own, vast stretches of land, and abilities beyond ordinary imagining await those who answer the call. And should the enigmatic Cursed Child stir your heart… it, too, can be yours to claim.

There are many beautiful things in the world, but all of them need strength to protect. Witness the rise of Sato Kaede, from a lowly Team Rocket Grunt, to a name heard around the world. A journey worthy of a Legend! "In this life, I must control my own destiny and live a wonderful life." - Sato Kaede. ................................................... I'm translating this Pokémon fanfic and I hope that you guys will enjoy reading it. If you're fed up of MTL translations and just bad translations in general - you will definitely enjoy this. Read up to 35+ advance chapters for both of my work exclusively on my Patreon ahead of everybody else at- patreon.com/Sniperwoof ................................................... Bonus Chapter Schedule: 100 Power Stones - 1 Bonus Chapter 250 Power Stones - 2 Bonus Chapters 500 Power Stones - 3 Bonus Chapters 750 Power Stones - 4 Bonus Chapters 1000 Power Stones - 5 Bonus Chapters

Li Xiang, a senior office worker, returned to the age of eleven and found himself in a Parallel World with real Pokemon, something he'd always dreamed about. But before he could enjoy his happiness, he discovered he now had a best friend with living parents, a fair appearance, a younger sister, and a commoner background— with his name being as generic as they get— Lin Feng! Shocked, Li Xiang then pieced together his situation and incredulously realized— “I’m not some side character in a novel who has no role in the later part of the story, am I?” Unable to accept this, Li Xiang decides to launch a counterattack against fate! (This book’s setting is a combination of elements from games, animation, manga, side stories, and personal creations.) -------------------------- This work is a Translation. If you're looking for something fresh and new, or if you're fed up of MTL translations and just bad translations in general - this one's for you. Read 25 advance chapters of [Pokemon: I refuse to be a supporting character!] as well as 35 advance chapters of [Pokemon: The Legendary Trainer] exclusively on my Patreon at - patreon.com/Sniperwoof

What is forgiveness? Is it a conscious, voluntary choice—to release resentment, anger, and the desire for vengeance toward someone who has wronged you, even when they do not deserve it? But would you forgive the one who murdered your loved one? Could you truly abandon the hatred towards the person who stole what was most precious to you? By law, an unforgivable crime is met with unforgivable punishment. A man who commits a heinous sin is sentenced to death without mercy. Justice is absolute. But what if the sinner is a child? If a child commits the same atrocity, should they be judged as an adult or forgiven for their youth and ignorance? Some would say, “They did not understand what they were doing.” Others would argue, “A child who commits such evil is no longer a child—but a monster.” This is the story of such a child. A child who committed a grave sin—not once, but many times. When remorse finally took hold, it was already too late. Karma came without mercy and tore away what the child cherished most. Crushed by guilt and unable to bear the weight of his sins, the child wished for only one thing: Death, as punishment. But death was not kind enough to grant that wish. Instead, it offered suffering. He was reincarnated in a world where kids had to go through a life and death trial in order to unlock magical powers. And inside the trial, he awakens a system that would somehow help him survive in that madness. *** This is the story of a sinner named Bradley, a child condemned to live with unbearable pain, haunted by the consequences of his actions. “Why do I have to suffer like this?” Bradley whispered, collapsing to his knees before the decapitated head. "Have I not suffered enough?" A child whose only desire was to die. Will his wish ever be fulfilled? Or is endless suffering the truest punishment for his sins?

SPARTAN-B312, known to ONI as Noble Six, was the kind of soldier the UNSC only created when the stakes were catastrophic. A 22-year-old Spartan-III pulled from the Headhunter program and reassigned to Noble Team, he had a reputation for surviving missions that should have killed entire platoons. Blond hair, cold blue eyes, and the quiet confidence of a born predator, he served as Noble Team’s ghost: the one who slipped behind enemy lines and didn’t return until the job was finished. During the Fall of Reach, he fought long after his armor had shattered, visor cracked open, and shields bled dry. ONI officially listed him as MIA, presumed KIA after the final battle; his body was never recovered. What ONI never discovered was the truth: Noble Six didn’t die on Reach. He was torn out of his universe entirely, flung into a galaxy far beyond human knowledge. [UNSC OFFICE OF NAVAL INTELLIGENCE SECTION III] SPARTAN-B312 // NOBLE SIX CLASSIFIED PERSONNEL DOSSIER LEVEL BLACK CLEARANCE REQUIRED File Designation: ONI-S3/Δ-B312-PRIME Reviewing Officer: Commander [REDACTED], ONI Section III Field Oversight Last Update: 30 AUG 2552 (POST-ACTION) SUBJECT IDENTIFICATION Codename: NOBLE SIX Service Tag: B312 Program: SPARTAN-III (GAMMA) Specialization: Covert Infiltration & High-Value Target Elimination Operational Attachment: NOBLE Team, Noble Actual Command Subject B312 remains one of ONI’s most efficient deniable assets ever commissioned under the SPARTAN-III program. Psychological and performance metrics consistently place the operative in the 99th percentile for mission-critical autonomy, adaptive threat assessment, and lethality under asymmetric conditions. MISSION VISUAL RECORD INCIDENT SUMMARY Timestamp: 30 AUG 2552 – 2013 Local (Reach Surface, High-Altitude Plateau) Source: Recovered VISR telemetry + KIA helmet feed Status: Final confirmed footage of SPARTAN-B312 Note: No biological remains recovered. Image Context Summary (Interpreted by ONI Analysts) The recovered visual shows SPARTAN-B312 positioned on a wind-scoured ridge overlooking an active Covenant advance corridor. Atmospheric particulates consistent with plasma bombardment obscure portions of the background, while faint energy signatures indicate at least two nearby aerial contacts likely Banshee reconnaissance elements. Armor degradation is visible across the chestplate, forearms, and helmet—specifically: Left pauldron: heat-scarring from sustained plasma glancing strikes Torso composite plating: penetration micro-fractures, UNSC-sealant auto-foam depleted Visor: external pitting from high-velocity energy debris Thigh plating: structural compromise consistent with Covenant needler sub-munition detonation This imagery represents B312’s final defensive posture, having remained voluntarily behind after ensuring the successful delivery of the Package (AI construct CORTANA) to UNSC forces. Telemetry registers steady vitals and no retreat movement—consistent with a calculated last-stand engagement. TERMINAL ENTRY MISSION EVENT SYNTHESIS ONI Terminal Playback Secure Text Reconstruction [BEGIN TEXT FEED ENCRYPTION KEY: KILO-BLACK] SPARTAN-B312 forced Covenant vanguard units into staggered advance through debris-choked pass east of Aszod. Enemy composition (final confirmed scan): 2x Banshee fast-attack aircraft 1x Elite Ultra (Field Commander) ███ assorted infantry Spartan displays uncompromised motor control despite cumulative armor damage. Vital telemetry remains stable until full signal loss at 2027 local time. After 2027, no further biometric, visual, or suit-integrity data was transmitted. Ground recovery teams deployed 24 hours later discovered only partial armor fragments. Nobody was recovered.

Transmigrating into the body of the Douluo Continent's Plane Master, starting as a second-level god, Lei Chen felt no joy whatsoever. He discovered he had become a thorn in the side of the God King Tang San. Tang Hao and Ah Yin were eyeing him covetously, waiting to replace him. Didn't want to sit idly by and await his doom? Then he had no choice but to… strike first and banish the entire God Realm! When the light of the God Realm completely vanished, Tang San roared in despair amidst the spatial turbulence: "Plane Master of the Douluo Continent, I will never forgive you!" Lei Chen smiled: "I'll raise your daughter for now."

Two barrels at the start? When Tatsuya woke up, he found himself squeezed into a barrel of wine, with the future Pirate King Luffy sleeping next to him. Bind to the [God-Level Naruto System] and receive the Sharingan as a starting reward! From then on, the Straw Hat Pirates had a vice-captain with a unique style. Marineford War? Facing Akainu's magma fist. Tatsuya sneered, and the complete Susanoo behind him rose from the ground: "Akainu, have you ever seen the Uchiha in their prime?" Light-speed kick? Facing Kizaru who can take down enemies with a single kick. Tatsuya's Sharingan flashed: "Flying Thunder God Technique, ever heard of it?" Take you back to a new age of sailing filled with passion and emotion!

He thought he had transmigrated into the world of Bleach, only for someone to tell him this was actually the world of One Piece? But Sean found that perfectly acceptable! After all, Bleach was full of flat runways, while One Piece was nothing but towering peaks. Garp asked, "Kid, what is your justice?" Sean replied, "Justice? Of course it’s The Justice that reign over all! Otherwise, what right do you have to speak of justice?" It wasn’t until years later, when a Celestial Dragon was publicly executed at Marine Headquarters, that Garp finally remembered the view of justice Sean had spoken of back then. "A justice that reigns over the world!"

The universe is ending. And only stories can save it. A dark void is eating the stars. One by one, they're going out forever. Kael is the last Curator of the Celestial Archive—a massive space library floating outside of time. Inside, the minds of ancient gods glow like orbs: Chinese immortals, Indian deities, mythical beasts. All trapped. All waiting. To save reality, Kael must dive into their memories. He'll fight alongside Sun Wukong against heavenly armies. Train with Shiva as worlds burn. Soar with the Phoenix in flames of rebirth. But here's the truth: the gods know they're being used. Some want to help. Some want to escape. Some want to destroy everything. And the Void is getting closer...

In the town of Ebirien, a quiet and introverted boy named Tare grows up enduring constant insults, blame, and emotional abuse from his peers and community. He never fights back, never complains, and always swallows his pain in silence. Over time, all his suppressed emotions—especially anger—begin to build up inside him like a dangerous force waiting to explode. One day, unable to understand or control what he feels, Tare wanders into an abandoned forest shrine where he unknowingly makes a supernatural connection with a mysterious entity known as Anger. This entity offers him a dangerous exchange: it will take all his suppressed anger and give it expression in the world. Tare accepts without fully understanding the consequences. Years later, Ebirien begins to experience strange and terrifying events. People who cause pain or humiliation to others begin to suffer instant, unexplained consequences. Lies, cruelty, and emotional harm all return to their source in violent and supernatural ways. The town slowly descends into fear as it becomes clear that anger itself has become a living force of revenge. When Tare returns to the town, he discovers the horrifying truth—he did not release his anger… he gave birth to a force that punishes every act of emotional cruelty without mercy. What started as his personal silence has grown into a curse that reflects human pain back onto the world. In the end, Tare realizes that The Revenge of Anger is not just a spirit or curse, but a mirror of humanity itself—where every suppressed emotion and every act of cruelty eventually demands repayment. A dark tale about silence, emotional pain, and the destructive power of unspoken anger.

I got isekai'd into Detective Conan's world with one advantage: I've seen all the episodes. Now I solve cases before the "genius" detectives even start. They call it cheating. I call it efficiency. Too bad the criminals are starting to catch on. And by catch on, I mean literally trying to kill me for spoiling their murders. Support the story on patreon.com/WangLing338

Chu Chen transmigrated to Emperor Soul Village, next to Holy Soul Village. Chu Chen awakened two martial souls: Blue Silver Grass and the Ancient Dragon of Destruction! The Ancient Dragon of Destruction inherited supreme destruction, while Blue Silver Grass inherited ultimate life! Gaining the dual divine kings of destruction and life, he embarked on the path of inheritance. The Blue Silver Emperor soul bone activated his bloodline, the immortal herb served as a catalyst, and the will of destruction amplified his power, completely evolving him into a top-tier plant martial soul: the Blue Silver Emperor of Destruction. Comprehending the destruction of life, he created his own cultivation technique: the Great Desolation Scripture! With a single thought, all things are born, all things fall. Yu Xiaogang: "He's already ruined. Blue Silver Grass can only cultivate the control system." Tang San: "My Blue Silver Grass can control, it contains poison, that's the strongest." Years later, when Tang San saw that Chu Chen could not only cultivate, but his Blue Silver Grass was also terrifyingly powerful endless life accompanied by an ultimate will of destruction, who could rival him!? Snow Empress: "He condensed a sword from Blue Silver Grass, and it actually crushed my Emperor Sword!" Bi Ji: "The life force he condensed is even stronger than mine..." Gu Yuena: "What terrifying dragon bloodline pressure!" God of Destruction: "Shura, your damned successor isn't any better." Goddess of Life: "Yeah, a bit weak." Asura: "You two damned old geezers, I thought I was outrageous enough.

Transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, possessing the top-tier martial soul Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and innate full soul power, Yu Yuanchen couldn't help but smile. Because he was a full six years younger than the protagonist of that era the Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen! Foresight became his only cheat code. Previous life martial arts? Self-created techniques? A bellyful of straws, yielding little result! Without a system by his side, nor divine favor, he could only focus on the limits of his soul rings. One yellow and two purple rings were astonishing, and the fourth ring was even more astounding, having absorbed ten thousand years' worth of power! With his exquisite use of power and his understanding beyond his time, he was unparalleled in combat among his peers. Until the fourth ring was completed, a mutated lightning spirit sacrificed itself, finally obtaining the fulcrum to move the World Of Lightning.