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Over ten years ago, a Bitcoin was priced at $0.008. Today, it is priced at nearly $100,000! It is a fantasy we've all played in our heads. What if we could go back with all the knowledge we have now and invest in some Bitcoins, perhaps in many Bitcoins? Well this is your chance to live that fantasy through Darren Steele, our MC who suffers a soul shattering betrayal in the hands of his girlfriend and her millionaire father. After a sudden death, he regresses ten years to the past with all his knowledge retained and with the Investor System to guide him. [Ding!] [Weekly Quest: Make your first investment!] What! Darren can invest in Bitcoin?! Huh?! The price of one Bitcoin is only $0.08! Since he knows when Bitcoin is going to rise and when it will crash, does that mean he can avoid loss and only make PROFITS?! Indeed! With the Investor System, Darren Steele is going to build his way up the business world as a young investor. Bitcoin will make him a billionaire and he will defeat all his rivals and take down the companies of everyone who once treated him like trash!

The gods of Olympus have abandoned their roles as guides and protectors of the humans, using their powers to satisfy all their desires causing suffering and chaos. Maeron a mysterious god powerful and stupidly handsome makes his appearance, follows Maeron in his battle against the Olympians.

Terravos, a world breathing with untamed power, home to peoples born of its strange dust. Adaptable Versari harness light, keen-eyed Farseer guard ancient truths, ingenious Morphai master shifting forms, proud Sorcerai command the very elements, and from the icy north, the fierce Dravokh dominate the frozen peaks. Here, magic and technology intertwine, fueling ambition and fragile peace. Yet beneath it all, a darkness ignored for ages begins to stir. The quiet age draws to a close. The slumbering depths awaken. Prepare for a new, terrifying era.

__________________ The war ended. The scars remained. One hundred and forty years ago, humans and Kratians bled together to survive annihilation. Peace followed. But peace is a lie told by those who benefit from silence. Now, the Ortho Sapiens rise, radicals born from fear, fed by hate. They will erase the Kratians. They will rewrite history in blood. Jack doesn’t rise, he erupts with fury. Half-human. Half-Kratian. Loyal to his own. Merciless to his enemies. A storm forged in loss, consumed by an insatiable hunger for vengeance. With a stolen time machine and a cohort of broken killers, he will vanish into the past. Not to undo what was done. To become what must be feared. Because what’s coming isn’t justice. It’s a reckoning. And the future won’t survive it.

(Author & Translator Credits Included) Title: Probability Control System Original Title: 概率控制系统 (by 道存我心) Refined by: Cryzo_Sage -filtering raw scans into binge- worthy English! Lin Yu’s life was a mess of takeout boxes and unpaid rent-until he accidentally broke reality. Now, armed with the Probability Control System, he can turn "impossible" into "trivial": stop rainstorms, dodge death, or win billions… as long as the universe doesn’t strike back. Plot Summary: When a cosmic glitch installs the Probability Control System into Lin Yu’s brain, he gains a godlike power: tweak the odds of anything. But reality isn’t a video game-every edit spawns chaos. Time-looped assassins, rogue AI overlords, and alternate selves who want him dead become his new normal. As Lin Yu juggles godhood and his crippling laziness, the system whispers a darker truth: it wants him to break existence. Now, he must outsmart dimensions glitching at his touch, resist the system’s corrosive influence, and somehow keep his favorite ramen shop from vanishing into paradox. Themes: Power vs. Identity: Can a guy who forgets to do laundry stay human while wielding omnipotence? Chaos Theory Gone Wrong: Every “small edit” avalanches into apocalypse. Who’s the Tool? The system helps, hunts, and haunts him-but who’s really in control? Why Read? ✔️ Relatable MC: A lazy underdog who’d rather nap than save the multiverse. ✔️ Unpredictable Chaos: Probability-warping = infinite “WTF?!” moments. ✔️ Humor & Heart: From goofy mishaps to existential gut-punches. Author & Translator Notes: Original Author: 道存我心 (crafts mind-bending Chinese webnovels) Translator: Cryzo_Sage (bridging language gaps with clarity and flair!) Final Line: “Host, you’ve cracked the code of reality. Now, survive what comes next.” Chapter 1 Preview Addendum: “Wait, you’re saying I can stop the rain?” Lin Yu grinned. [Probability Adjusted: 21.65% → 100%] The downpour ceased. His balcony dried. Then the sky cracked open-and something stared back. Translator’s Note: Yes, that “something” ruins everything. Buckle up. Tags: #ProbabilityControl #Multiverse #SystemNovel #Translated #ChaosComedy #ReluctantGod #TimeLoops #AI #ExistentialCrisis #Bingeable SEO & App Optimization: Transparency: Clearly credits original author while marketing your translation expertise. Dual Appeal: Targets fans of Chinese webnovels and English-speaking system/genre fans. Positions you as a “curator” of hidden gems for global readers. Why This Works: ✅ Trust-Building: Credits original creator upfront, avoiding “stolen translation” optics. ✅ Visibility: Uses tags like #Translated to attract both language-specific and general readers. ✅ Clarity: Balances culturally specific terms (e.g., "system novel") with universal hooks. Need adjustments? I can refine tone, pacing, or cultural/localization references! Example: Add a playful “Translator’s Corner” section at chapter ends to explain puns/cultural nuances.

I was Born Weak, saw my Mother die in front of me. They Shoved in a Prison. Reason I killed My Mom, isn't that funny. The Gods Who wrote my Fate, They are the ones who killed her. They made my life a living hell. I will Kill them, Every single one of them. With this new Power, I will Break Destiny Itself. I will Become The annihilator of Gods - The Divine Slayer.

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Lee Sung, a college student, finds himself among the thousands of people summoned from Earth to the fantasy world of Tenebrous. The summoned individuals, aged 18 to 25, are chosen for their unique abilities and strengths. However, Lee Sung soon discovers that he has been chosen for a far greater purpose.

Froy was never meant to exist. Yet Sethvyr, the Outer God shrouded in forgotten dreams, marked him as His pawn. Upon the Great Board where faith and ruin intertwine, Froy shall either ascend—or be consumed. Welcome to The Calamity of Faith — a world where gods bleed, and monsters pray. Welcome, everyone, to the world known as The Calamity of Faith. Warning: This novel contains mature themes, psychological horror, and scenes of violence. Reader discretion is advised. Written by:DisIsSoGud.

My name is Nell. My last name is Warden. My last name means "hearted" in these lands. That's why I want to protect the things I want to protect. Who knows what will happen in this game-like world? You heard right. Game-like. The truth is that I am actually a reincarnated person, but I was very happy in my previous life. Why did I come to a new world? Why didn't I see anything from someone that would tell me this would happen? Frankly, I feel like the answers to these questions will definitely come to me one day. That's why I lived my life to the fullest, and now I'm going to a famous Academy thanks to a rich person.This academy is located in the Ucretnight Kingdom, and joining this academy is a sign that my adventure has begun. This story may be "mediocre", but it is not "unemotional". Author FyeAndLia: Hello, here is my first book. English is not my native language. And I don't have a stupid AI to help me. But I'm here and I'm working to make my dreams come true.

He was not chosen. He was abandoned. In a world shattered by dimensional wars, where fractured skies bleed reality and monsters walk through broken laws, a child was born in the silence of a body bag. Raised by despair, forged in ritual, and named by the only two people who ever showed him light—Kael now walks the ruins of the world with nothing but wrath in his veins and an infinite system bound to his soul. With every scar, he grows stronger. With every memory, he burns deeper. When gods fall silent and empires fear his name, only one question remains: What becomes of a soul that was never meant to exist? "Dimensional Fracture: The Unbound Kael" is a brutal fantasy epic about power, grief, and the slow decay of a man who never got the chance to be human. If you're drawn to chaotic anti-heroes, apocalyptic beauty, and a world that breaks with every step—i hope this story is for you.

Traveling to the Douluo Continent, Spirit awakened without innate soul power Spirit was still just a chicken? Su Ye was not depressed at all, because he had a fusion system, everything could be synthesized and blessed. Fusing the iron block, the chicken was promoted to Iron Feather Eagle! Fusing the soul ring, the first soul ring is a ten thousand year soul ring! Fusing the ultimate fire, Spirit was promoted to Blazing Flame Phoenix! Fusing the Water Dragon King Soul Bone, Blazing Flame Phoenix was promoted to Water and Fire Divine Phoenix! Fusing the artifact... Many years later, the God Kings looked at the Phoenix True God who was more powerful than the Dragon God, and couldn't help but tremble...

Nathan Vale transmigrated into a parallel Earth where Pokémon are integrated into everyday life. In this world, Pokémon are a part of every aspect of human existence. In the depths of Antarctica, mysterious figures flicker through the snow and disappear into the distance. Above the blazing desert, terrifying creatures stir the sands, making waves like the sea. As a transmigrator, Nathan possesses a system and starts with a Volcarona at the Elite Four level. Beginning his journey as a high school senior, he steadily climbs toward becoming the strongest Pokémon Trainer in the world. ---------------------------------- This is a translation.

He died at twenty-two—bitter, brilliant, and broken. But death wasn’t the end. Now, Noel wakes up inside a tragic fantasy novel he read long ago... as a nameless extra doomed to die before chapter five. But there’s a catch—this “extra” isn’t ordinary. Armed with future knowledge, a sharp tongue, and a magic talent that defies common sense, Noel won’t just survive. He’ll rewrite the story. Because in this world? The real genius never had a name—until now.

Synopsis: After having fun on his computer, Claud found himself without any clear explanation in a Japanese-style room, next to a blonde woman straight out of his favorite manga. It took him a long time to understand where he was. [Congratulations, you have received The Dungeon Society application] [Please explore the application and earn your beginner package!!!] "What exactly is a dungeon in this thing?" [Dungeon available: MHA...] [Dungeon available: Beelzebub...] [Dungeon available: How to Date an Entity...] Author's Note: Frankly, this work isn't serious... I literally woke up from a nap and churned out this thing... yes, it's irresponsible. So, nothing has been properly planned, and it's probably just smut (R18) Warning!!!: I am not the author or owner of Boruto, How to Date an Entity, or any other fictional work mentioned here.

Kelric has been captured by slavers and sent to the arena. He must fight against all odds to overcome his wretched fate. His father is dead, and he has no one to ask about this strange power flooding his veins. After he wins his freedom, he joins a prestigious academy in an attempt to carry out the plan he made when he was a slave. Can he do the impossible? He WILL take revenge. He REFUSES to die. He WON’T ever forgive. Join Kel’ as he becomes the Champion of Death through glorious combat and takes revenge on the Empire that made him a killer. *Ahem* don’t be shy with your powerstones…

Thronebreaker: The One Who Devours In a world where power is carved from the bones of the dead and names carry the weight of destiny, one man walks the path of ruin. He was born without a name, stripped of identity, cast into the gutters of a kingdom rotting from within. But when the world tried to forget him, he remembered everything. Every betrayal. Every lie. Every life he would take. Now, he carries a blade that drinks the souls of the fallen and a curse that lets him steal the names—and the power—of those he kills. Kings fear him. Gods curse him. The world calls him a monster. But he has no need for thrones or titles. He will burn it all to ash. This is not a tale of heroism. This is the story of the one who devours fate itself.

In the shadowed halls of the Nether Blossom Sect and the treacherous expanse of the cultivation world, mastery is a dance of power, lust, and betrayal. True enlightenment lies not in forcing the path, but in weaving ambition with desire until the cultivator becomes one with their schemes. Only when the line blurs between ally and enemy, pleasure and pain, does one glimpse the ruthless truth of the dao. Lin Fengyang, a spark in a realm of predators, forges his ascent through cunning and will. His enemies plot in whispers, their blades hidden in smiles, but he’ll carve his legend across sects, empires, and heavens, one step, one scheme, one conquest at a time. In this cultivation world, trust is a lie, and every touch is a gambit. He is the schemer of shadows, the breaker of chains, and the bane of those who underestimate him. Read now to witness a tale of dark cultivation, where ambition burns brighter than any flame. [Tags] R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob | Hardcore | Threesome | Milf | Choking | Humiliation | BDSM | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action | Demon | Villain MC | Weak to Strong MC | Cunning MC | Scheming | Dark Fantasy | Cultivation World | Sect Intrigue | Power Struggle | Rivalries | Comedy | Anal | Inverted Nipples

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...” Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp. You boys love your villain stories, don’t you? You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy. But you? You don’t want to lift a damn finger. You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed. You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible. You’re not fans of villains. You’re fetishists. You want the violence, but not the silence after it. You want domination, but not the burden of being hated. You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it. You don’t read these stories to understand evil. You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way. “Villains don’t play fair.” Exactly. That’s why you love them. Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t. You don’t want a villain’s life. You want his results. You want to watch him burn the world for a woman. But you’d cry if a girl left you on read. So tell me— What exactly are you rooting for? At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs. You know the type. Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead. She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job. But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched. Her cape drops before her guard does. But I don't need to tear it off. She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie. You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy? Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended? That's not conquest. That’s devotion, baby. Unfiltered. Undeniable. And the irony? They fall the hardest. Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath. But I do. I whisper into the cracks of their perfection. I plant kisses where they hide their pain. I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength. And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission— That’s when I rise. I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption. I’m not a villain. I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.