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Synopsis: The Bastion of the Twelve (The Final Descent) ​The Bastion of the Twelve is a metaphysical epic tracing the journey of Haoran and Yuxiao as they lead a sanctuary of outcasts through the Forbidden Deep. The Archive, a divine machine of absolute order, treats their existence as a "narrative error" that must be corrected through total erasure. ​The heart of the story lies in the sanctuary’s Metallurgical Metamorphosis, where the city’s physical shell transforms through periodic elements to counter divine protocols. From the Tellurium Logic-Engines to the Thorium Nuclear Hearts, each transformation is a desperate attempt to stay written on the page of existence. ​The Tragedy of the Twin-Logic ​The core conflict is not just between the sanctuary and the Archive, but within the "Lattice of Will" that binds Haoran and Yuxiao. To protect the refugees, they must merge their souls into the city’s core, becoming the very syntax that holds the world together. However, the Archive’s final protocol—the Absolute Paradox—is designed to turn the two pillars of the sanctuary against one another. ​The Climax: The 5,000th Gate ​As the sanctuary reaches the final threshold of the 5,000th chapter, the Archive forces a "Resolution." The divine logic dictates that for the refugees to transition into a new, safe universe, the "Authors" of the rebellion—Haoran and Yuxiao—must be purged to balance the cosmic scales. ​The story concludes in a devastating Zero-Sum Strike: ​The Final Betrayal: Under the weight of the Archive’s corruption, the two protagonists are forced into a terminal duel. Their powers, which once resonated in perfect harmony, become polar opposites—one of absolute density and the other of absolute void. ​The Mutual Sacrifice: Realizing that the only way to break the Archive’s cycle is to leave the narrative entirely, they choose to kill each other simultaneously. By dying at each other’s hands, they create a "Logical Void" that the Creator God cannot fill. ​The Legacy: Their blood fuels the final transformation of the sanctuary into a Trans-Finite Realm, a world without a master. The refugees survive, but the book closes on the image of Haoran and Yuxiao’s armor drifting in the deep, locked in a final, lethal embrace. ​The book ends not with a victory, but with a Final Punctuation—the protagonists become the martyrs of their own story, ensuring that while they perish, their words remain unerasable.

[The pampering story has ended] For a hundred million, he bought her. "From today onward, you're mine, in body and soul." The man held her, declaring dominantly like an emperor. ... ... Lucas Walker: Xiaoye, you are the rib that God took out of me. Xiaoye: I spit, it is you who is the rib, your whole family is the rib. Baby A: Mommy, is a rib the same as a spare rib? Baby B: I like sweet and sour flavor.

=== 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.

Earth is the human civilization’s cradle, but humans cannot possibly live within its cradle for eternity. In 2264, the first deep-space colonization spaceship of human civilization leaves the solar system and enters the boundless darkness… Zhang Yuan, son of the man behind the spaceship’s main control system, is one of the half a million volunteers to embark on the 20 light-year journey to a new planet. Follow Zhang Yuan on his journey of gaining new knowledge, exploring the unknown, and finding out what's the secret behind the intelligence enhancer his father left him.

Earth is the cradle of human civilization, but humans cannot live in the cradle forever. In the year 2254 AD, the first deep space colony ship of human civilization departed from the solar system, venturing into the boundless darkness...

Roland awakens with the memories of the life before his transmigration and gets a soul-bound card which makes him a good writer. He takes part in a national writing contest and submits his writing. But after hearing that the old king has died and there will be a new empress, he is overwhelmed by a wave of panic. Because the title of his work is Oh My, the Empress Is Pregnant, Who's the Father?

=== 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.

Many people wish to be transported to another world, beautiful women, supernatural powers, adventures and the list continues. But what happens when you are born in a place where almost everyone see you as a tool, which turned out to be useless for their purposses. Falling into the depths of despair after losing what he cared for the most, the unmistakable sound of a notification changed his destiny and the one of all the planes of existence, but was it for the good... or not? "The host's current body is too shitty for the system, physical reformation in progress", "physical reformation complete, as a one time reward for surviving the host might ask the system for a wish". Follow Daimon on his journey through a world where the existences called "Gods" are only higher ranked mages. ------------------------------------ Achievement rewards: 300 power stones= 1 extra chapters (The reward chapters will be posted on the week, on a random day) ----------------------------------- If You like monsters folklore and cute girls then be my guest ----------------------------------- The cover is not mine, so all the credit for the right owner ----------------------------------- The story will have a lot of dark elements so if you don't have stomach for that then I suggest you to leave, oh also i'm quite a pervert myself so be prepared for that (NO NTR). ---------------------------------- Finally, enjoy the story and if you like it please do support me with your golden tickets, power stones and reviews they will help me a lot.

Birçok insan başka bir dünyaya taşınmak ister; güzel kadınlar, doğaüstü güçler, maceralar ve liste uzayıp gider. Ancak neredeyse herkesin seni bir araç olarak gördüğü, amaçları için işe yaramaz çıkan bir yerde doğduğunda ne olur? En çok değer verdiği şeyi kaybettikten sonra umutsuzluğun derinliklerine düşen kahramanımız, bir bildirim sesinin kaderini ve tüm varoluş düzlemlerinin kaderini değiştirdiğini fark eder, ama bu iyi mi oldu... yoksa kötü mü? "Kullanıcının mevcut bedeni sistem için çok kötü durumda, fiziksel yenilenme süreci başlatılıyor", "fiziksel yenilenme tamamlandı, hayatta kalmayı başardığı için kullanıcı bir defalık ödül olarak sistemden bir dilek dileyebilir". Daimon'ın "Tanrılar" olarak adlandırılan varlıkların sadece üst düzey büyücüler olduğu bir dünyada geçen yolculuğunu takip edin. ------------------------------------ Başarı ödülleri: 300 güç taşı = 1 ekstra bölüm (Ödül bölümleri hafta içinde, rastgele bir günde yayınlanacaktır) ----------------------------------- Eğer canavar folklorunu ve sevimli kızları seviyorsanız buyurun gelin ----------------------------------- Kapak bana ait değil, tüm hakları sahibine aittir ----------------------------------- Hikâye birçok karanlık öğe içerecek, bu nedenle buna dayanamıyorsanız ayrılmanızı öneririm, ayrıca kendim de oldukça sapığım bu yüzden hazırlıklı olun (ALDATMA YOK). ---------------------------------- Son olarak, hikâyeden keyif alın ve beğenirseniz lütfen altın biletleriniz, güç taşlarınız ve yorumlarınızla beni destekleyin, bunlar bana çok yardımcı olacaktır.

Mucha gente desea ser transportada a otro mundo, mujeres hermosas, poderes sobrenaturales, aventuras y la lista continúa. Pero ¿qué pasa cuando naces en un lugar donde casi todo el mundo te ve como una herramienta, que resultó ser inútil para sus propósitos? Cayendo en las profundidades de la desesperación tras perder lo que más le importaba, el inconfundible sonido de una notificación cambió su destino y el de todos los planos de la existencia, pero ¿fue para bien... o no? "El cuerpo actual del anfitrión es una mierda para el sistema, reforma física en proceso", "reforma física completada, como recompensa única por sobrevivir, el anfitrión puede pedirle un deseo al sistema". Sigue a Daimon en su viaje por un mundo donde las existencias llamadas "Dioses" son solo magos de rango superior. ------------------------------------ ----------------------------------- Si te gusta el folclore de monstruos y las chicas lindas, bienvenido seas ----------------------------------- La portada no es mía, así que todo el crédito para su respectivo dueño ----------------------------------- La historia tendrá muchos elementos oscuros, así que si no tienes estómago para eso, te sugiero que te vayas. Ah, y yo mismo soy bastante pervertido, así que prepárate para ello (NO NTR). ----------------------------------