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I remember what he said. That day when I had suddenly died from a heart attack thanks to his incompetence. That angel went on his knees and damn near kissed my feet asking for forgivness. Said that I wasn't supposed to die, said he aimed it towards a man that sat next to me. He promised that in my next life i would hardly have to work. A life of a king. A life of peace. Yet here I am, covered in dirt and blood, fighting for a lord that couldn't care less if I died. But I won't. I was promised a life of peace and I won't rest until i have it.

Mana is the essence of the soul and what builds up life, those who are able to manipulate this energy are labelled as Witches. But as a minority, they were hunted nearly to extinction during the Dark Ages, but due to their perseverance they have survived until now. Even then the Witches now are nothing but used as tools, a Witch walking the same streets as a human is unheard of and even shamed, even having a Witch as a family member would end up in prejudice by others.

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A Nigerian man who hunts people in the night found himself weighing on unbelievable guilt, but surprisingly to him the universe gave him a second chance or it appeared so. His journey will be one where he redeems himself and represent himself as the light of hope rather than the avenger of darkness

Lion city, the supposed 'greatest city in the world' For over a century, this place has been the hub for all things in terms of tech and innovation. But for many, it's just the place they live, where they go about their days, dealing with whatever it takes to get through today's set of challenges, including the students on North Lion High School. But when a mysterious set of figures calling themselves gods appear, nineteen students are left with a unique power and one message. Survive the next few weeks until one player is left. So who will awaken their powers, and who will die trying?

[A WSA 2026 ENTRY.] The moon has disappeared! Outside forces threaten to take your world! Luckily, the stars are here to help!

Malik, once a promising young striker, sees his football dreams shattered by a devastating knee injury that his family can’t afford to fix. Now sidelined from the game he loves, he spends his days sketching tactics on cracked concrete, living as a silent observer of football rather than a player. When the East-Bridge U-16 team’s coach quits just before a crucial match, Malik seizes the unexpected chance to step in despite his lack of experience and a divided squad. As a manager will Malik do well later In his career??..

Virelia bleeds chrome and secrets. In the city of neon wings and dying gods, a half-fairy, half-machine fugitive named Elaris Vein is being hunted by the very syndicates that destroyed her family. When fate collides her path with Kael Dravien, mafia prince of the Obsidian House, their alliance is as volatile as the sparks between them. He doesn’t believe in fairies. She doesn't trust humans. But survival forces them into a war neither fully understands. As circuits glow and loyalties fracture, ancient tech-magic stirs—awakening AI twins, illusion-weaving rivals, and a betrayal that could collapse the world order. Love is dangerous. Revenge is coded. And wings—no matter how broken—always return. A neon-drenched tale of betrayal, mafia romance, cyber-fairies, and a kiss that starts a war.

"Special Admission, Rank 1." That was the title on the golden invitation I threw into the trash three months ago. Back then, I was the Crime Lord of Oakhaven. I had money, territory, and an ego that touched the sky. Why would a King lower himself to attend a school? I was arrogant. I was foolish. And I paid the price. It took less than an hour for a single knight to turn my criminal empire into a graveyard. He didn't just defeat me; he ignored me. I was an ant beneath the boot of a god. Broken and desperate, I used my last asset: a golden letter granting me entry to Zenith Imperial Academy as "Special Admission Rank 1." It’s a lie. I’m not a prodigy. I’m a fraud with no foundation, surrounded by the strongest heirs in the Empire who want to see me bleed. I can’t cast their spells. I can’t hold their weapons. But I can steal their lives. My Authority is [Usurper]. While they study theory, I steal reflexes. While they practice honor, I copy trauma. I am not here to learn. I am here to hunt. My targets are the "Four Calamities"—four women who hold powers strong enough to rewrite reality. They think I’m their peer. They don’t know I’m the parasite waiting to hollow them out. I’m going to make them mine. Discord: https://discord.gg/FK9GfrSjtb

Hérése is a good, mature, and understanding child. But following a trauma during his childhood he became silent and distant, despite psychiatric sessions, nothing improved. He had just moved to town for his return to college, ready to start a new life. For him, who had only known study, school and home, he had just entered a new world, a universe opposite to anything he had ever seen before.

In Telios, the city doesn’t sleep. Smoke chokes the streets, machines hum in every alley, and the National Defense Committee rules with iron and blood. I thought I was just another ghost drifting through its decay… until a bar fight changed everything. My name is Dushata Vinashakah, and I don’t feel guilt. I don’t feel remorse. I only feel… power. I discovered I can manipulate Karma, the invisible weight of good and bad deeds, to bend reality itself. Bullets freeze midair. Life and death bend to my will. But the more I use it, the more dangerous I become… even to myself. Then came Iseph Eldra, crimson-eyed, calm, terrifying, the leader of the Concord Division, Telios’s deadliest enforcers. He offers me a choice: join his ranks or die under the weight of the world I can now shape. In a city that punishes weakness, morality is a weapon, and power is a curse. To survive, I’ll have to master Karma, face monsters both human and otherwise, and decide: am I a savior… or a psychopath? Karma doesn’t forgive. And neither will the city.

Trained since childhood by the Magic Ministry of Defense, elite mage operatives were never meant to wage war on other nations. Their duty was to stop the monsters pouring from dungeons around the world. But governments twisted their purpose. During an infiltration mission in the collapsing nation of Fria, the protagonist and his squad discover a stolen nuclear weapon. Before they can stop it, the warhead detonates underground, killing everyone. He expects nothingness. Instead, he wakes up to a girl shaking him awake in a world he has never seen. A world with magic, yes, but without nations driven by hatred. Without torture camps. Without political manipulation. But the past does not stay buried. The spells he trained with they still respond to him? Do the memories of the people he killed still weigh on him. And the shadows of his world may have followed him here? Reborn in a foreign land, he must decide: Is he a monster shaped by war, or a man with a chance to rewrite his fate?

In a world where dungeons appear as naturally as forests and rivers, some individuals known as Indexers venture inside to uncover knowledge, master techniques, and claim untold treasures. Rouka Ishimori is one such explorer, gifted with a unique ability to absorb and manipulate the patterns of the creatures and environments he encounters. But being an Indexer isn’t just about strength, it’s about understanding, adapting, and outsmarting both physical and intellectual challenges. As Rouka steps into this hidden world of tests, rivalries, and ancient secrets, every dungeon becomes a puzzle, every encounter a lesson, and every choice a step toward mastery.

A few decades years ago, Rifts appeared and with it came the System. Now, this is just how things are. Some make a living hunting monsters. While others achieve fame high enough that everyone knows their name. But Power comes at a price most people are afraid to pay. Growing stronger isn’t easy, and it isn’t fast. You can't buy it, and you can't rush it. You only grow by facing things stronger than you. Every step forward takes time, patience, and a lot of mistakes. Nathan Hale is just another person trying to make it through the day. Awakening later than most, with an ability that he doesn't know how he got. He enters the world of hunting headfirst. ---------------------------------------------- Author here, I need to specify, that if you are looking for an overpowered main character, or some insanely fast progression, you will not be finding that here. There is no harem, but there will be a romance plot later on! I will be taking things slow, so I hope you can join me in this journey and have fun reading! :D

He was supposed to die in the academy dungeon. Instead, Earth’s greatest war hero opens his eyes as Velorum’s most hated student—the “villain” everyone expects to be executed by midterms. Swordsmen duel, mages burn, saints bless, tamers command beasts. He, unfortunately, practices the one art people fear most: necromancy. He doesn’t want a throne or revenge; after a lifetime of medals and funerals, he wants something scandalous for a villain—to live well. To laugh after curfew, to taste street food, to keep the friends who chose him alive. But the church wants a heretic, the crown wants a scapegoat, and the academy’s golden hero can’t explain why the “villain” keeps winning. Call him monster, call him traitor—he’ll carve out a life worth living, and smile while he does it. Discord: https://discord.gg/FK9GfrSjtb

Reborn as the sarcastic, black-haired twin of Draco Malfoy, Orion had a simple plan: ignore the pureblood politics, torment his father with logic, and push magic to its absolute breaking point. When a blue screen popped up on his eleventh birthday, he thought he’d hit the jackpot. A System? In a magical world? It was the ultimate cheat code. At least, until it spoke. Enter Sparkle: a sentient, sarcastic, and aggressively unhelpful "System" who refuses to give him quests, stats, or a manual. Instead, she demands he "live his life" and stumble blindly into obscure conditions to unlock rewards ranging from useless Gobstones to legendary Phoenix Tears. Now, Orion must navigate Hogwarts with a brother who has more hair gel than brain cells and a voice in his head that treats his life like a reality TV show. He doesn't want to be a hero; he just wants to figure out if setting a mountain troll on fire counts as an achievement. *** Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor any characters in this fanfic, except for the idea of this fanfic story. I have no intention of monetizing this story, nor any intention of enforcing a copyright infringement.

This story will not follow the plot, and our mc will also not be a blood bag for class D. -------- Shimizu Akira accidentally transmigrated into the world of "Classroom of the Elite" and became an ordinary student in Class D. "Ding! Daily intelligence has been updated." "1: Class A's Kamuro Masumi will attempt to steal beer from a convenience store today." "2: Karuizawa Kei is looking for a 'fake boyfriend' to act as her shield." "3: If you need to satisfy your physiological needs, knock on Chie Hoshinomiya's door three times at exactly 2:00 AM." "4: Tonight at 22:00, Kushida Kikyo will visit your dorm room under the pretense of 'asking for help with homework,' but in reality..." "Is this information... reliable?" With the advantage of foresight and intelligence, Shimizu Akira navigated between various factions: He provided crucial clues to Horikita Suzune when she needed them most. He became the ideal candidate for Karuizawa Kei's "fake relationship." He enjoyed a battle of wits and romance with Sakayanagi Arisu. "Why is the intelligence getting stranger and stranger?"

[Schedule: 3 chapters every day at 9:00, 14:00, and 19:00; 26 chapters in total] The Little Engine That Would is a solarpunk reimagining of the classic children's fable, narrated by Unit 402, a sentient train. Unit 402 carries "tilted" passengers—individuals experiencing internal crisis—while monitoring their biometric stress to make micro-adjustments for their comfort. Although the passengers perceive the train as a tireless and self-sufficient monolith, its operation depends entirely on a hidden network of track sensors and human maintenance crews. The narrative replaces the "I think I can" mantra with "routing optimizations," focusing on a machine that provides safety and care for people who remain unresolved. By treating forward motion as a calculated practice of optimism, the train demonstrates that continuation is the only way belief travels.

Daichi thought his life was perfect. As a demolition household heir with eight properties generating passive income, he was living the dream of every modern person—collecting rent without lifting a finger. But fate had other plans. After a attempt to save someone from drowning, he transmigrates into the brutal world of One Piece as a low-ranking member of the Beast Pirates. But Daichi isn't your typical protagonist seeking adventure and friendship. He has one goal: rebuild his real estate empire and return to his comfortable landlord lifestyle! With the power of Groudon and a cheat that more property = more haki, Daichi begins his rise through the pirate world. Why fight for treasure when you can buy houses and collect rent? Daichi: "My dream is to collect rent from the world" ------ Image from pinterest Has powers of Groudon

The gods fell long ago, leaving behind only hollow shells and echoes that linger in the cracks of the world. In the endless fog of a decaying city, a solitary figure a nobody with no name worth remembering hears them for the first time. The echoes are not words; they are fragments of divine sorrow, rage, and unbearable emptiness. They promise strength to the weak, truth to the lost... but every answer carved into the soul leaves a wound that never heals. As the wanderer follows the whispers through crumbling temples and shadowed alleys, power awakens within shadows that move without light, memories that belong to no one. Yet with each echo absorbed, the line between self and the hollow god blurs. Friends become strangers, past becomes illusion, and the world itself seems to forget the wanderer ever existed. The echoes are calling everyone. Most go mad. Some vanish. A few... become something else entirely. In a realm where divinity is the greatest curse, one soul must decide: silence the voices forever, or surrender completely to the hollow god's lingering will.