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=== WSA 2025 - Silver Prize Winner === Discord: https://discord.gg/3q2GJdk27D ============================ Way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals. And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army. Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too. My Talent's Name Was Generator. Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like. So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me? Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back. I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.

=== WSA 2025 === Jauh sebelum aku lahir, duniaku sudah diinvasi. Sebenarnya, bukan hanya duniaku, seluruh alam semestaku dikuasai oleh alam semesta lain, dipimpin oleh satu ras yang menyebut diri mereka Para Abadi. Dan mereka sudah siap. Sangat siap. Setiap nyawa yang kita hilangkan dalam perang melawan mereka dimanfaatkan oleh mereka. Mereka tidak hanya membunuh orang, mereka menangkap jiwa mereka, menempa mereka menjadi Phantom, dan menggunakan jiwa-jiwa itu untuk mengubah binatang menjadi Abomination. Orang-orang kita yang mati menjadi pasukan mereka. Tiga ratus tahun kemudian, aku lahir. Seorang pria dengan energi yang terlalu banyak. Duduk diam? Mustahil. Bergerak lambat? Tidak mungkin. Aku selalu bergerak, selalu siap untuk beraksi. Kemudian aku terbangun, dan mendapatkan Bakat juga. Nama Bakatku adalah Generator. Karenanya, aku tidak pernah kehabisan energi. Selamanya. Ototku? Bertenaga super. Penyembuhanku? Lebih cepat. Staminaku? Tolong, aku bahkan tidak tahu bagaimana rasanya lelah. Jadi jika alam semesta ingin melibatkanku dalam perang tanpa akhir? Baiklah. Aku akan memberikan semua yang kumiliki sebagai balasannya. Aku tidak dilahirkan sebagai pahlawan. Tidak pernah ingin menjadi pahlawan. Tapi perang ini? Bukan hanya pertarungan alam semestaku lagi. Ini pertarunganku sendiri. Para Abadi memastikan hal itu ketika mereka mengambil jiwa orang tuaku.

=== WSA 2025 === Lange, lange und sehr lange bevor ich überhaupt geboren wurde, wurde meine Welt überfallen. Eigentlich nicht nur meine Welt, mein gesamtes verdammtes Universum wurde von einem anderen überrannt, angeführt von einer einzigen Rasse, die sich selbst die Ewigen nannten. Und sie waren vorbereitet. Sehr gut vorbereitet. Jedes Leben, das wir im Krieg gegen sie verloren, wurde von ihnen genutzt. Sie töteten die Menschen nicht nur, sie fingen ihre Seelen ein, schmiedeten sie zu Phantomen und nutzten die Seelen, um Bestien in Abscheulichkeiten zu verwandeln. Unsere Toten wurden zu ihrer Armee. Dreihundert Jahre später wurde ich geboren. Ein Typ mit viel zu viel Energie. Stillsitzen? Unmöglich. Es langsam angehen? Nicht möglich. Ich war immer in Bewegung, immer bereit, in Aktion zu treten. Dann erwachte ich und bekam auch ein Talent. Mein Talent hieß Generator. Deswegen ging mir nie die Energie aus. Niemals. Meine Muskeln? Aufgeladen. Meine Heilung? Schneller. Meine Ausdauer? Bitte, ich hatte keine Ahnung, wie sich Müdigkeit überhaupt anfühlte. Wenn das Universum also einen endlosen Krieg auf mich werfen wollte? Fein. Ich würde alles, was ich hatte, zurückwerfen. Ich wurde nicht als Held geboren. Wollte nie einer sein. Aber dieser Krieg? Es war nicht mehr nur der Kampf meines Universums. Es war meiner. Die Ewigen stellten das sicher, als sie die Seelen meiner Eltern nahmen.

Pour toi, coeur de poète avec une âme de pirate et un esprit vagabond. Je t'invite a voyager avec moi, contempler l'univers, l'inconscient et leurs secrets.(fic) Suis sur facebook en open source, Dav Bin, vu que le compte est passé en creation digitale, viendez. pas.

All races were transported to the world of Orandra, where each individual was granted the ‘Power of the Crown’, and a fierce struggle for survival and dominance began. There, the survivors acquired various regional talents, which determined their fate and strength in this new world... Kaiden acquired a talent called: SSS-class Regional Quest Generator, through which he receives daily quests within his region, and each quest he completes grants him various powerful rewards. Whilst others were struggling to survive and secure the basic necessities of life, Kaiden was obtaining rare resources and luxurious food by completing missions. And whilst most lords still relied on ‘militia’ forces to bolster their territory’s strength, Kaiden’s rewards far surpassed that… as he had already begun recruiting elite soldiers in droves! While the majority of humans trembled in fear of the alien races, Kaiden was crushing them under his boot… simply to complete missions! Amidst this shocking disparity, Kaiden could not hide his satisfaction, muttering coldly: “Completing missions… makes me happy~” What to expect: From weak to strong Building a kingdom Solid characters A unique power system Update rate: Two chapters a day, and if there are power stones… there’ll be more!

The regular story of waking up in another world with extrodinary powers, but this times it is the power to create whatever our main character can imagine so long as he has the energy to do so, powerful weapons sounds good, pills that increase my power i'll have some of those, beautiful and faithful companions maybe not AI's not the best when it comes to generating people and i don't want to risk it (uploads will come as and when i do them so don't expect any kind of schedule)

EXP Generator, simply add to your library as a quick and easy way to get experience through rating, comments, replies, daily chapter readings. New chapter will be posted Daily. thank you

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?"

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"