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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 === 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.

=== 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.

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)

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Acquiring actual skills, interests and ideals... Is a hard task! How can you make sure, that everything you do is not an absolute waste of time, leading to less than nothing? Therefore, the main character of the story, the man affectionally called 'Nista' a name that, essentially, has no meaning, and "No meaning" is not the meaning of it either, obligates himself to nothing, aside from Visual novels! Reveling in his unemployed and severely uneducated life-style, refusing to go outside due to its dangers, the comfort of his life is challenged: unless poor Nista finds an actual job, his parents are going to stop sending him all the needed funds to slack away! So, o great' hero Nista... Can you depart on an adventure so dangerous, to seize the roots of a profession!?

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.