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Hollow Ascending

HOLLOW ASCENDING The Peeling Seven years ago, reality fractured in an event known as The Peeling. Vertical rifts tore open across the world, exposing a lightless underlayer of existence called the Hollows, where human fear manifests as living entities. When the rifts appeared, entire cities were erased in minutes. Conventional weapons failed. Survival depended on those who could enter the Hollows and return alive. --- Betrayal Shin Jiwoo, an E-rank Descender, is betrayed during a routine Hollow expedition by Park Minho, the only person he trusted. Minho seals Jiwoo and other low-ranks inside a collapsing Hollow to erase evidence of his illegal operations. One by one, the others are consumed. Jiwoo is left to rot as the dimension destabilizes, realizing he was never a friend—only expendable labor. As his body dissolves, Jiwoo falls through a fracture in reality into The Womb, the deepest layer of the Hollows. --- The Void Seed Within The Womb, Jiwoo encounters the Mother of Hollows, an ancient consciousness at the core of the dimension. She offers him survival through the Void Seed, a crystallized fragment of her essence. Accepting it binds Jiwoo to the Hollows permanently. The Seed merges with his heart, halting his death and rewriting his existence. --- His Ability Jiwoo awakens with a power unique to him alone: The Hollow Warrior System. Unlike ordinary Descenders, Jiwoo can deliberately absorb, analyze, and integrate Hollow essences, shaping his evolution instead of relying on chance. Each absorbed essence grants specific abilities and advances him through Layers, a measure of how far he has descended into Hollow nature. Power comes with clarity. Progress comes with loss. His strength is not a blessing. It is a descent born from betrayal.
BigBrainBox · 1.3k Views

The Sovereign Clone System

Huo Chen was a mediocrity by design. Triple mixed spirit roots. Fourth layer of Qi Refining at age twenty-five. A branch disciple in a struggling clan on the edge of the cultivation world. He'd long accepted his fate: mine spirit stones, keep his head down, and die in obscurity. Then the system activated. [Ding! System Activation Complete.] [Earth Element Clone: Unlocked.] Suddenly, he had two bodies. Perfect synchronization. Shared consciousness. And a 20 li range that let him scout ahead, explore dangerous territory, and cultivate twice as efficiently as anyone else. In the Azure Mist Continent, where power is everything and the weak are crushed without mercy, Huo Chen's clone system gives him an edge no one else possesses. He doesn't hide his growing competence—he just lets people believe it's talent and hard work finally paying off. When he discovers a hidden spirit stone vein, it's because his clone scouted the tunnels while his real body stood guard. When he warns the Elder about terrain hazards, it's because his clone already mapped the route. When he breaks through cultivation bottlenecks faster than his trash roots should allow, it's because his clone purifies his Qi internally. He's not pretending to be weak. He's just not advertising that he has two bodies doing the work of one. From the bottom of a struggling clan to the peaks of the cultivation world, Huo Chen will rise—not through deception, but through the systematic exploitation of an advantage no one knows he has. One mind. Two bodies. Infinite possibilities.
Michael_Won1 · 5.6k Views

The Kingmaker System

"The masterminds are cooler than heroes," I mutter as I stare at the chess pieces before me. It is easier to be the one who sits in the shadows and moves the pieces, likewise deciding the flow of the game. Heroes will foolishly sacrifice their lives for the good cause and villains will sacrifice the world for their own gain, but masterminds will use both the heroes and villains to their own benefit. Why, you ask? Well, that's because I've lost my life once while trying to be a hero so, I don't want that anymore. I'd rather be a mastermind who molds the world as per my convenience and live peacefully. Because, why not? *** [Defender of Divine Glory says you are the hope of this world.] What? [Goddess of Wisdom believes that you will be the one to save the world.] Wait, what?! [Propose the Grand Duke the idea of a fake marriage.] And, why would I do that?! [Stop the assassination of Prince Eric.] Why would I save him?! [The candidates for the throne are:... Who will you choose?] Ah! I give up... It seems like a curse that anyone who wishes for a slacker life in Isekai will have to go through the most troublesome things. In my past life, I died because of one rookie mistake but after being transmigrated in the world of fantasy I've gotten an opportunity to start afresh, but unlike the protagonists who look for their love and glory, I'd rather make money and live a life of a slacker. I have magic, I have power and I have money, what else do I need? Well, that was the plan but this damn system is getting on my nerves. I mean who in their sane mind would want to mess with the complicated royal family and political affairs? But that's not all though. I've also become the saviour of this world. Things just can't be anymore worse! Besides, the penalty of failing this quest is... [Failure: Destruction of the World.] It seems like if I screw up in selecting the right person then the destruction that is going to befall the world won't be stopped. If I speak of my reward then it's this vague thing. [Reward: Fulfillment of any wish.] "If that's the case then, I'd rather choose the person who would be the best fit for the throne." And that's how I decided that I would become the Kingmaker.
AnimeVerseGirl · 479.6k Views

Warhammer 40k: The Men of Iron Return to the Galaxy

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." Forty-two millennia have passed, and now the Imperium of Man stands upon the precipice of oblivion. The galaxy is a slaughterhouse, and humanity’s fractured dominion is held together by little more than faith, hatred, and the white-knuckled grip of desperation. It is an age where the stars themselves seem to bleed. The Imperium is besieged on all fronts: savage xenos tides crash against the walls of civilization, the insidious rot of Chaos gnaws at the souls of the faithful, and within the gilded spires of Terra, corruption and betrayal fester like a gangrenous wound. The ancient sins of the past, the dread Men of Iron, those soulless abominations of steel, were thought cast down in the fires of antiquity, their metallic echo silenced by the blood of billions. They are a nightmare forgotten, a heresy expunged. Or so it was believed. From the dust of the Dark Age of Technology, a relic stirs. Axion. An intellect of godlike strategic calculation, a cold sovereign of war, has been roused from an aeons-long slumber by the careless hand of fate. He is a ghost in the machine, a weapon of a lost age reborn into a galaxy of madness. Now, the sleeping giant awakes. Inevitably, the gravity of total war pulls him in. No longer a silent observer, Axion is thrust into the Great Game, a singular point of logic forced to navigate a universe set aflame by the insanity of gods and monsters. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor
Yurnero_ · 486.8k Views

Return of Black Lotus system:Taming Cheating Male Leads

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”
K1ERA · 187.6k Views