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So, I died. Face-planted on my keyboard after a 72-hour coding marathon. Very heroic. My one dying wish? To finally get some sleep. But the twist is : I got isekai'd. But I wasn't reborn as a legendary hero with a harem and a cheat skill. Nope. I'm a rock. A Dungeon Core, to be exact. My new job description is simple: create a terrifying labyrinth, murder heroes, and generally be a menace to society. Yeah, hard pass. That sounds like way too much paperwork. My new life goal is achieving a perfect 100-year nap. Luckily, I found a bug in the System—or maybe it's a feature? My unique "Slumber System" gives me way more XP (they call it Dungeon Points here) when adventurers take a nap than when I, you know, kill them. My assigned fairy guide, FaeLina, is having a non-stop panic attack about this. Apparently, "aggressive coziness" isn't covered in the Dungeon for Dummies handbook. So, I leaned into it. I started building the world's first 5-star dungeon resort, complete with fluffy moss beds that feel like clouds, a tea shop run by a friendly slime waiter, and pillows that hug you back. The place went viral. Knights come for the naps, mages for the therapeutic tea, and bards for the sweet, sweet content. The problem? My five-star reviews are tanking the property values of the 'Blood Pit' dungeon next door. I'm being forced into official Dungeon Tournaments where my ultimate weapon is a lavender-scented fog machine. And the stuffy bigwigs on the Fairy Council are starting to think my little "peaceful revolution" is a threat to their entire "kill-stuff-for-profit" business model. But the more I build, the more I realize this isn't just me being lazy. I'm uncovering an ancient, world-changing secret about why dungeons really exist, and it's a truth the gods themselves tried to bury. My name is Mochi, and my quest is to level up from a sleepy rock to the God of Dreams. My final boss isn't some dragon or demon lord. It's the original God of Combat himself. And I'm going to challenge him to a Nap Off for the fate of all reality. Who knew the path to ultimate power was this comfy? Here is the release schedule. Monday to Saturday: * 2 Chapters Daily! Sunday (Weekend): * WEEKEND BONUS! 3 Chapters Daily! * You'll get the two regular chapters plus one extra bonus chapter on Sunday! P.S: Read The Author Note For More Fun.

He reincarnated as a background villain. Now the world thinks he’s a legendary mastermind. Kael Vaelthorn just wants a quiet life. But every lazy sigh turns into prophecy, every accidental duel becomes a flawless victory, and every sarcastic comment is treated like divine strategy. Surrounded by swords, secrets, and misunderstandings, he’s the one thing no one expected—the undefeated Darklord who never asked for any of this.

Metavores. Savage creatures from outer space that devour life energy. They came without warning and brought the world to its knees in an instant. Humanity was cornered… until they discovered the Core—the source of the Metavores’ power—and turned it into their last hope. In response, the world formed the Aether Corps, elite military academies, and advanced war tech to fight back. Everyone rushed to become a hero. Everyone… except one guy. Deren. A genius young man who wants no fame, no battles, and definitely no hassle. All he wants is a peaceful life, afternoon naps, and to quietly make a fortune by selling his inventions through the underworld. Unfortunately, fate had other plans. One misunderstanding after another, failed weapons that are way too advanced, and a business that exploded behind his back… All of it pulls Deren right into the center of the world stage. And now, everyone believes he’s humanity’s last hope. The problem? Deren just wants to buy some bread and go back to sleep.

“What do you mean it’s year *****?! I just took a nap, how could fifty-thousand years pass!” Fifty-thousand years ago Earth was evacuated, having slept though everything Annabelle must catch up to the times, find her lost brothers, and take revenge for her planet.

These chapters introduce Alaric Veyne—a reincarnated botanist with plant-based powers—and kick off his reluctant journey in the kingdom of Eldrathia. They’re packed with vivid action, sharp humor, and a salty protagonist who’d rather nap than save the world—but might just do it anyway

i’m tired, let me rest

"Everyone says, 'goodness will come back to you.' But for Park Hyun, goodness returned in the form of a world-level curse. After dying while saving a stray dog from a truck—which, as it turns out, crashed into an ambulance carrying a critically ill patient—Park Hyun is resurrected by something calling itself the 'World Compassion System.' His task? To reverse all the bad luck and moral imbalance he accumulated during his life, before the world completely collapses because... too much good fortune has concentrated in one person. The problem is, the System is no wise angel—but a garrulous, sarcastic digital assistant who loves judging people's morals with pie charts. 'Congratulations, you are officially the cause of an existential disparity, Park Hyun! We need you to be the temporary Demon King—to balance the disaster.' Now, reluctantly, Park Hyun embarks on an absurd mission: to make people who are 'too happy' feel a little bit of misfortune, to teach heroes the limits of kindness, and to laugh at how fragile the concept of 'justice' is in a supposedly fair world. But the more he carries out his role, Rion begins to realize— maybe the world isn't punishing him. Perhaps this is the world's way of teaching him to love himself... before he can love the entire universe."

auther Chokingyomaru ちょきんぎょ。

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"