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After a routine planet-fall on an Earth-like planet near the farthest recorded reaches of the frontier, a group of United Federation of Earth colonists looking for a new home has stumbled into a planet that is described as a "Fantasy World". Complete with Dwarves, Elves, Dragons, Orcs, Monsters and shockingly other Humans, a brave Studies and Observations Team code-named 'Stryder Group' must survive in this new world with their guns, wits, genre savviness and a few good cans of Spaghetti sauce. A story inspired by Modern World meets with Fantasy World (like Gate, the Accident and Stargate) (Now a Webnovel Semi-Exclusive! Always 2 Chapters ahead of every other releases in Wattpadd, Royal Road and Spacebattles Forums. Catch the latest chapters here in Webnovel now!)

As a young boy, Warren lost his parents to a wild beast attack in his village. Join him as he finds his way through the world full of dangers and surprises at every corner!

Lorsque les forces de deux mondes opposés s’entrechoquent, le chaos menace d’engloutir les univers. Seul un espoir subsiste : rassembler les neuf fragments de la force responsable de cette tragédie. Cet espoir, Koma va le saisir afin de retrouver qui il est vraiment, et affronter les dangers d’un monde où les pouvoirs peuvent être à la fois une bénédiction et une malédiction. Mais dans cette quête, la vérité sur lui-même pourrait être bien plus effrayante que ce qu’il imaginait…

Jun, a genius burdened with laziness, had his life flipped upside down after an encounter with a Riftwalker. Explore, alongside Jun, the mysteries of the Rift, its inhabitants, and the powers it bestows.

Ini adalah cerita macam mana seorang lelaki yang dah lama duduk berkurung di rumah, stress baru berhenti kerja dan sentiasa risau jadi orang paling merbahaya dalam bandar yang dia tinggal. Segalanya bermula bila ada sekumpulan penyagak dari kumpulan pakeda ambil handphone dia.

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A rift tore open above the moon, the bleed that spilled from this wound altered the course of human civilization. For Eric Rossvolt, life on the surface was a dead end of debt and regret, a former scholar with nothing to show for it, he takes the only way out left for him, a one-way ticket to the Moon as a paid conscript for the Lunar Exploration Force. The job description was simple: Survive, serve the military, and get paid. But, to walk among the stars, one must first surrender their humanity, and to conquer the void, a foreign substance must be introduced to one's blood that forces the soul to manifest its true shape and potential. Those who were not worthy and not have the potential would be swallowed by the void and become one with it the enemy of HUMANITY and GODS, but those who were worthy would open the become champion of HUMANITY and GODS. But Eric dismissed as a failure with zero potential and he was assigned to the bottom of the food chain, yet there is a difference between an empty vessel and an abyss. The system may have labeled him "Null," but perhaps being "Null" might be the most dangerous thing of all.

Hunger. Hunger was the first thing the boy felt when he opened his eyes. Around him, and beneath him, lay bodies. Dozens of them. Children. Children around his own age. All dead. The air smelled of damp stone and death. Sitting on his chest was a black crow. The bird tilted its head. The boy could not understand its words, but he somehow felt that the crow was telling him to wake the fuck up. Or something like that. Then it flew away. The boy watched it for a moment before slowly standing. He did not know where he was. He did not know who he was. He only knew one thing. He was hungry. And so he walked in the direction the crow had flown. ...... This is a world filled with monsters. A world where humanity hides behind walls. A world where the earth itself is layered like a wound. And this boy... His fate has yet to be written. Perhaps his path will lead toward a brighter future. Perhaps it will lead somewhere far worse. We will watch him grow. For better or for worse. Well. That is the story we are here to discover.

It seems a little pointless to write a diary when the world has, in a sense, ended. When I die it will simply drift about. When I die, how long will it be before my journal is found? When I die, will this diary die with me?

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?"