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[ CAUTION: 18+] [WARNING: VILLAIN MALE LEAD AND FEMALE LEAD, HARSH AND SEXUAL WORDS, BRUTAL BUT NOT SO GORE,YOU HAD BEEN WARNED!] As the monster apocalypse arrived and you are offered with a class to choose from, what would you choose? A couple university students somehow make it through the chaos by choosing the right class at the start. While everyone else is busy hiding, starving, or dying, the two of them start seeing the ruined world… differently. For others, it’s fear. For them, it’s freedom. No rules, no teachers, no limits. Just power. Instead of helping or surviving quietly, they use what they gained to chase the things they always wanted but never had the power to try. They walk through broken streets like they own them, watching people struggle, watching the world burn—almost enjoying it. Where people fight to stay alive, these two fight only for fun. And in a world already ending, they might be the most dangerous thing. ... Inspirations from "Lonely Necromancer." ... 10+ chapters each week.

Clara Frossard, our intelligent protagonist, has a keen interest in arts and theater shows. She always wanted to have a peaceful and smooth sailing life. But the Frossard family says otherwise. Chained by her family's traditions, she was bound to marry for the sake of the family's reputation. She will be meeting five astonishing successful gentlemen to be her groom. Before any of her meetings, she discovered an ability that she couldn't imagine having. What use can she do with this newly discovered ability? What awaits her for this sudden change? The answer lies within her journey.

When everything that can go wrong has, Jason, finds himself in a world beyond his imagination. What is he to do when the first person he meets is a blind man? His strongest ability seems to be focused on balance, oh and did I forget to mention the world may end before he is even done with puberty...again. This is a story of a young man with a destiny far beyond what he can imagine and the trait that will lead him to greatness, Perfectly Balanced. Disclaimer: Cover photo is not mine and if the owner of the photo would like to me replace it please contact me.

A world out of balance. Join our hero Marcus Mortem in his quest to become the world of Agartha's Grim Reaper.

After losing her brother in a war, Ludellia swore that she was gonna get stronger. And she thought she had a broken skill, only to realise the god of this universe was too justiceful.

Hello everyone, I am the narrator, we are going to embark on a journey together; first of all we are going to describe the world where our stories will take place; but for that you must know a key word of our universe. Plasma.... A substance that for many only represents about 50% of the composition of the blood in our bodies, but here in Xibalba it represents... everything. There are 4 different types of Plasma with which any living being can be born and from this, if you are blessed, you can become an incomparable existence in the world but if you are cursed you can lose your humanity. Depending on the Plasma with which you are born you could develop certain abilities that allow you to manifest certain skills, the division is: Physical or Body Plasma: It allows you to change certain properties of your body, either form, composition or both but all this happens inside your body or on the surface. Who knows, you could be born with an intelligence never seen before... Or be able to transform into a dragon or maybe your only ability is to grow your toenails. Energy Plasma: Allows you to interact, control and even create certain forms of energy, so to speak is magic but at the same time is not limited by spells (Or maybe yes). You could control the 5 elements, you could manage some space-time or maybe you can just make your body glow in the dark. Organic Plasma: This is a special type of plasma that allows you to interact and influence other living entities. Maybe you can summon the dead, you could be a natural born beast tamer. merge with a dragon? Piece of cake.... if you are born with the ability. Otherwise you might only be able to talk to flies. Mutant Plasma: A certain type of plasma with mysterious properties, many of Xibalba's most legendary existences have this type of plasma... Will it be as incredible as the stories tell? Let's find out together. Did you think that's all? It's not that simple my friend, remember that all living beings in the world have plasma... Rare plants? nightmarish creatures? endless wars for incredible treasures? When they say imagination is the limit they surely mean our adventure. Did you think that's all? Since the living entities of our world will be so strong.... Why not give them a big and challenging enough world? Danger zones with impossible and extreme climates? Done heavenly minerals, natural wonders you've only seen in your dreams, unexplored areas so dangerous that no one knows what's inside? Done. Hidden dimensions and passages to other worlds? Done. References to mythologies, legends and ancient tales? Done

Centuries after most weres go feral, Gabal, Alpha of the Rocky Mountains, still sits upon his throne. Everyday, he can feel the webs of madness descend deeper into his mind. His only motivation, his only reason to push past the insanity, are the thousands of lives that hang in the balance should he fail. Driven further to the edge by the stress of a sudden plague, Gabal is left with no other choice than to seeking outside help from a nefarious witch, said by many to harm more than she helps. Centuries after most witches sink deep into the inky temptation of dark magic, Aiofe, the Life Witch, worked purely with the forces of nature. She had a quaint life in the countryside of Ireland. She follows the every day monotony, choosing to leave adventure behind in place of a more stable existence. Serving her community with home grown produce, spending her time with plenty of romance books, and doing all she can to mask the ever present ache in her heart. Two souls on a path of self destruction, both Hell-bent on waiting for that special someone. The Goddess has been waiting, She has been watching, and She has big plans for them both.

BALLS IN YOUR JAWS BABY UEAHHHHJ Uh man obsessed with ball, but does what it in his jaws? Or does jaws want to be his balls? HMMMMMMMMMM

In a post-Virat-Rohit era, Indian cricket is in crisis. To rebuild the national team, the BCCI launches the most intense talent hunt in history: “Bat & Ball.” Among 44 young players, one silent, unorthodox batsman named Aryan Raj stands out — not for power, but for precision, mindset, and obsession to win. This is not just a game. It’s a war of ego, emotions, and explosive cricket rivalries — watched by international legends and driven by media madness. Who will survive the trials? Who will lead India next?

Bai Su, who transmigrated into a book set in the interstellar Beast World, has only one interest: making delicious food at the orphanage, raising children, and enjoying her hard-won new life. Future's great villains? The cubs are all super well-behaved in front of her! The Federation Leader comes to freeload a meal, and his disability is cured! The business emperor comes to freeload a meal, and his infertility is solved! The obese little female gets thinner the more she eats, gradually growing into the number one beauty of the Beast World. She also attracts the number one genius doctor of the interstellar era and the interstellar great captain. The villainous cubs, driving warships and controlling ten thousand beasts: "If you want to get close to our Mom, you'll have to withstand our cannon fire first!" The Federation Leader laughs in anger: "You dare to bomb my armory? Courting death!" The gloomy and bloodthirsty emperor: "A bunch of little trash! You think I'm afraid of you?" The doctor's face turns ashen: "Either give back my research results, or die!" The interstellar great captain dangerously shoulders a Barrett: "I see you're all dying to get locked up." Bai Su smiles and peeks her head out, holding a gleaming kitchen knife: "Time to eat! What are you all doing?" The big shots and the little villains, harmoniously putting their arms around each other's shoulders in a picture of fatherly love and filial piety: "Coming~~"