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"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

"Sword Cultivators may die standing, but they shall never live on their knees!" Xie Xuanyi fell into the Northern Sea, yet, under the nourishment of the "Undying Spring," he unexpectedly welcomed a second life. Chronic ailments had faded, and new flames reignited. A single ember can set the fields ablaze. Enchantresses, Sword Immortals, Buddhist disciples... A multitude of demons danced chaotically as a great tide approached, heralding another golden age! In his previous life, his body was frail; in this life, he would refine his body with golden vital energy, achieving indestructible, crystal-clear Vajra bones! If the three hundred flying swords of the past were all broken, then he would forge an entire Sword Qi Cave Heaven! "Talismans, formation patterns, Daoist techniques—I only know so much—" Xie Xuanyi sat alone within a great array, with his former long sword placed across his knees. "Who says the path realized by Sword Cultivators can only be the Sword Dao?"

Year 2035. The game that rewrote reality. Glory Lords: Arcane War isn’t just the most immersive VR ever created — it becomes the world itself. Nations collapse into rankings. Power becomes law. And players become gods. For most, it’s a game. For Ethan Parker, it’s the end of everything. One reckless night in Las Vegas, he gambles on the only Legendary artifact in existence— the Stone of Glory. He loses. And that single loss costs him his future. When the game merges with reality, the man who wins it — Griffin Musk — rises as the ruler of a new world. Ethan, once the #1 player on Earth, is stripped of everything. His account. His power. His freedom. Broken. Tortured. Discarded. Until— he wakes up at the beginning. This time, he remembers everything. This time… he plays to win. And this time— the game breaks its own rules for him. He gains what no one else in the world possesses: A private territory. A system no one can access. And the only true Legendary unit in existence— a Green Dragon that evolves, thinks, and grows stronger with him. Not a pet. Not a summon. A force capable of rewriting the world itself. As Ethan rises faster than anyone in history, the world begins to notice. Governments. Militaries. Corporations. Hidden powers in the dark. And Griffin Musk. But Ethan isn’t here for revenge alone. He’s here to take back the future. And this time— he won’t lose.

The only thing standing between a dead-end job and football glory? A holographic interface and a lot of hungover plumbers. Danny Walsh is going nowhere. At twenty-six, his life is a monotonous cycle of night shifts at a Manchester convenience store and escaping into the digital world of Football Manager, where he is a tactical genius building championship-winning teams from nothing. In the real world, he is just another guy with a dead-end job and a dream that feels impossibly far away. A mysterious notebook gives him an impossible edge: the power to see the hidden attributes of football players. It’s a party trick no one else can see, a useless superpower for a man going nowhere. But in the broken, overlooked talent of Manchester's gritty leagues, data is destiny. Danny holds a winning ticket, if he can only learn how to read it. And if this cursed gift doesn't break him first. --- For fans of Player Manager, Football Manager, and system novels, this is a character-driven, tactically rich, and hilariously authentic journey from the bottom of the pyramid to the very top. The beautiful game is about to get a system upgrade. Sports Fiction | System Novel | Football Management | Progression Fantasy ---

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

[Horror-Spieleentwickler: Meine Spiele sind wirklich nicht so gruselig!] Ich hasse Horror. Von den huschenden Geräuschen von Schritten, die hinter mir herjagen, bis zu den leisen, aber beunruhigend kalten Flüstern, die sich um meine Ohren winden... All das. Ich hasse es. So sehr, dass ich anfange zu kotzen, wenn ich eine bestimmte Schwelle erreiche. Und trotzdem bin ich ein Horror-Spieleentwickler. Ein miserabler noch dazu. Also habe ich beschlossen, aufzuhören, angesichts meiner mangelnden Fähigkeiten. Und doch... [Glückwunsch, Sie wurden für das Horror-Spielentwicklungssystem ausgewählt!] Nein, ich will es nicht. Lass mich aufhören. ※ Hinweis: Ihre Welt könnte einige Veränderungen erfahren. Aber keine Sorge! Es ist Teil des Spiels! *** Dies ist eine Geschichte über einen Spieleentwickler, der Horror hasst, aber keine andere Wahl hat, als Spiele zu entwickeln, die gruselig genug sind, um Menschen zu traumatisieren. Sie wollen mich verfluchen, weil ich Sie dazu gebracht habe, sich in die Hose zu machen? Wenn das der Fall ist, wen verfluche ich dann? *** Eine von SCP inspirierte Geschichte mit ihrer eigenen Wendung!

Modesty! Honesty! Compassion! Bravery! Justice! Sacrifice! Honor! Faith! He is a lich, yet he upholds the knightly spirit! He is a lich, yet he remains steadfast in his faith of light! "With a formidable enemy at hand, fearless and unobstructed! Daring and loyal, worthy of the Holy Spirit! Loyal and upright, willing to die unyielding! Protecting the weak, never going against heaven's principles!" Standing at the top of the world, no matter how great the storm, nothing can stop him from following the steps of the Holy Spirit! Not even the Holy Spirit! ... This is a romantic legendary story of a chatty cat and a lich who dedicates his body and soul to the light! Yes, "romantic," not deceiving you! That's just how it is!

She is the true daughter of a prestigious family in the Federation, who was lost outside and grew up in a garbage heap, and is also a waste with only F-level spiritual power. Her parents' abandonment and favoritism, the exclusion and framing by her green tea fake daughter sister, the cultivation sect in crisis. She can only regain her cultivation and turn the tide by participating in the Federation Planet's 'God Creation Game'! "No way? Someone with only F-level spiritual power can also enter the 'God Creation Game'?" "Maybe just to make up the numbers." "With only 3 attack points, even a gust of wind can kill her, right?" Josh, the sickly waste not favored by everyone, casually summoned a Divine-level Monster in the dimension. Just when everyone thought she was going to kill all sides, she smiled slightly: "Open for fortune-telling, divining the location, weaknesses, and treasures of monsters, looking at dimension feng shui, monster physiognomy, one divination for 3000 points, scan the code to pay, thank you!" Barrage: "What's wrong! 3000 points, what idiot would go there! She's a fraud!" Contestant: "Me me me! I want a reading, I want a reading!" "I was here first!" "Don't cut in line!" Barrage: "......" Are these the star contestants they've fostered with points?

Manchester United, once a dominant force in world football, finds itself struggling under Erik ten Hag despite having the financial power to rebuild. Big-money transfers fail to restore the club’s glory, forcing Ten Hag to shift his focus to homegrown talent. Among the overlooked prospects in the U18 squad is Leo Calderon, a 17-year-old central midfielder buried deep in the pecking order. Lacking physicality and dismissed by teammates as weak, Leo endures constant ridicule from those who dominate with strength and athleticism. But during one ordinary training session, everything changes—Leo suddenly sees passing lanes no one else can, angles of play invisible to even the most talented prospects. Yet, there’s a problem. His vision surpasses his ability. The passes he attempts don’t connect, his technique unable to match his newfound awareness. Coaches dismiss his efforts as sloppy, and his struggles continue. But one unexpected observer—a visiting League One assistant coach—notices something different. He watches Leo’s movements, seeing potential where others see failure. As Leo fights to prove himself in an unforgiving system, the question lingers—can he refine his raw talent before the club moves on without him? ****************************** Also, all rights reserved for the companies and teams and also players I use in the novel since I don't know how image rights work and I'm too lazy to search it up on Bing-, I mean google Also, character arts are not mine or AI-generated. I got them on Pinterest and will soon use reverse search to find the authors so I can credit them. Thank You for reading. 60 Golden Tickets: 1 Chapter 1 Magic Castle: 3 Chapters 1 Spaceship: 6 chapters 1 Golden Gachapon: 9 chapters

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!