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I was not a perfect person, not an easy teammate to get along with, and I could not even be considered a good person at all. However, no one in this world could deny that I was the greatest basketball player, not even God!

The old world collapsed. The gods who once held it together faded into dust, and in the quiet that followed, new powers rose to shape what remained. In the midst of it all, a single soul—ordinary by all accounts—was thrown into a world not his own. He started from nothing. Faced trials born of both truth and illusion. Walked paths shaped by choice, chance, and unyielding determination At its core, this is a simple story: one person, another world, countless struggles—and the long, uncertain road toward saving it. P.S. English is not my first Language. A Thousand Apologies Dear Readers if Any Mistakes are Found. TAGS: [Another World] [Fighting] [Becoming Stronger Step by Step] # TO ALL THE SWORD AND MAGIC LOVERS OUT THERE #Unhinged protagonist # REVERSE SIMULATION. *** Bonus Chapters Unlock System! Reviews: let's get to 30 reviews soon: unlocks 3 bonus chapters! *** 200 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter 200 Collections = 1 Extra Chapter *** Gifts: Massage Chair unlocks 1 bonus chapter. Luxury Car: Unlocks 2 bonus chapters. Dragon: Unlocks 3 bonus chapter. Magic Castle: Unlocks 5 bonus chapters within the week! Space Craft: Unlocks 10 bonus chapters within the week! Golden Gachapon: Unlocks 15 bonus chapters within the week! ***

Author: Donald Firesmith is the prize-winning author of speculative fiction including The Secrets of Hawthorne House (teen paranormal urban fantasy), the Hell Holes series (alien invasion science fiction), and Magical Wands: A Cornucopia of Wand Lore (fantasy). Named a Distinguished Engineer by the Association of Computing Machinery, he is also the author of 7 technical books in system and software engineering. In his spare time, he crafts one-of-a-kind jeweled magic wands. It was only an old book that the professor found while traveling by train through Scotland. A scholar of medieval history, Professor George Smith was on sabbatical studying Scottish legends and myths when he chanced to meet an aged Scotsman and his granddaughter on their way to her new boarding school in the Isles of Skye. The young girl had accidentally left her book behind, and the professor picked it up meaning to send it on to her. But then he looked inside and discovered it was no ordinary book. It was a school textbook on magic. Could it be real? Could it have actually been left by accident and found by chance? Or was it all an elaborate hoax played on the unsuspecting professor? Did he ever find the secret Isles of Skye School of Magick? Did he ever discover the hidden world of wizards and witches implied by the book's very existence? Or did they find him? The professor vanished soon afterwards, and the answers are unknown. Read the book and decide for yourself. Magical Wands: A Cornucopia of Wand Lore is that textbook from The Isles of Skye School of Magick. The first chapter begins with a basic overview of magic wands followed by an introduction to magical theory including the four planes of existence (Astral, Spectral, Physical, and Daemonic), the five metaphysical elementals (Quintessence, Air, Fire, Earth, and Water), and the three preternatural phases of Light, Twilight, and Darkness. It also contains sets of the commonly used spells associated with each of these elementals and phases. The first chapter then describes the different types of wands, their components, how they are crafted, and how they are used to cast spells. Chapter two teaches the 17 principles of wand making. Chapters three through six comprehensively cover the materials used to make magic wands including magical creatures (both beings and beasts), magical woods, mystical crystals, and mystical metals. Chapter seven documents 26 famous and infamous witches and wizards, their wands, and how well their wands suited their needs. Chapter eight concludes the textbook by nicely summarizing the contents of the entire textbook. Each of the chapters ends with student exercises, the answers of which are included in the back of the textbook which also includes a glossary, references, and afterword by the editor. If you have ever wondered what young witches and wizards actually study in their hidden magic schools, then this book is for you.

At the beginning of time, the goddess Rylenta found a patch of primordial void. She cultivated it into a vast world devoid of life and emotion. Her seven breaths created life as we know it, and the myriad races ushered into existence like tiny moths chasing the light. She lived with her children happily, treasuring them more than anything else. Time passed like fine faery wine, and her world entered the age of blossoming. However, one day, she vanished without leaving as much as a trace behind, plunging the world into perpetual darkness. Thousands of years later, the world is scarred, and the end seemed to be nigh. Children looked to the empty sky and could no longer see the stars in their dreams. In search of light, fate extended its mysterious hands on a group of humans in a foreign world. They were called many names; The Anointed Ones, Travellers, Players, Angels of the Goddess… However, will they be successful in their fated mission? And what happens when the most unfit person, Seth Ravenswood, gets chosen to take part in this cruel mission?

In the infantile state of a new universe were many creatures in their starting phase, one of which was a juice pouch and straw that would challenge any vegetables from the cabbage patch to a round of fisticuffs, ultimately overcoming them and absorbing their power, thus, it became formidable and left behind an entire and complete heritage behind. This being was later known to be none other but...The Succ Sage. The self named Genius Gang, a group of intellectuals with knowledge far beyond the norm of this infantile universe then began to rise and found this heritage, allowing them to begin their ascent to the higher realms. The Scrummy Bummy Lore is an incomprehensive, shortened archive of the real events that the Genius Gang went through on their path. Translator's Note: As the best translator in the world, it is easy to assume that my translation will be complely on point, however, the Scrummy Bummy Lore, being written in the language of the Gods, was far too complex for even a genius like I to translate fully, as I, just like you, am a mere mortal. Please do read this novel with an open mind, keeping in mind that not only are there multiple meanings that we do not understand, but also many that can eventually be understood through comprehensive thought. I myself feel as though I have matured as not just a person, but as an entity in this vast universe that we call our home after reading this novel. In short, I must say that if the human race ever evolves to the point where we can incorporate the Scrummy Bummy Lore into our national curriculum as the most significant subject, I can die knowing that humanity shall live on to achieve great things.

In a world where orphans are deemed of a value worth less than dirt, a lone boy lived his life, working day by day, in hope to better his destiny. The day of his coming of age marks the birth of his potential, where everyone unleashes their magic, in hope that they would receives a powerful ability. The boy held hope that that might change his fate, hoping to be groomed to a noble's house, and change his destiny to the better. However, what he ended up with after his comming of age was nothing but a strange book. A book he thought to be useless, however a simple book it was not. and simplicity was far from fair to describe it. follow Basara as he uncovers the secret of the book that is only the Servants of Death to carry are worthy to carry. This is one of my stories. If you wish to read more, look for. The Everlastings. Rise of the Undead Legion Requiem of Souls. Enjoy the read.

Apakah ada dalam sejarah, manusia benar-benar berkuasa?" Ketika virus purba meledak dan melahirkan 'Lore'—makhluk anomali berwujud monster dengan anatomi spek iblis—peradaban manusia runtuh dalam hitungan hari. Senapan mesin berat memantul, turret otomatis tak berguna, dan tank baja Leopard seharga miliaran hanya menjadi rongsokan besi yang lumat sekali injak. Manusia terlalu naif menyebut diri mereka pemberani, sampai mereka sadar bahwa di hadapan evolusi Lore, nyawa tak lebih dari remahan debu. Di tengah kiamat yang melanda tanah air, sebuah tim militer elite dibentuk untuk menjadi garis pertahanan terakhir. Namun, ini bukan cerita tentang pahlawan yang selalu menang dengan keajaiban. Di dunia yang dikutuk ini, taruhan setiap jengkal tanah adalah darah keluarga dan sahabat sendiri. Satu per satu rekan gugur, pangkalan militer rata tanah, dan keputusasaan mengikis kewarasan. Dipimpin oleh keteguhan taktis Alina dan dinginnya amarah Angel, sisa-sisa manusia yang sekarat dipaksa berdiri di balik bayangan kematian. Menolak punah, mereka harus berburu atau menjadi buruan di tanah mereka sendiri. Sebab di dunia ini, manusia dapat mati dengan sangat mudah.

Issac's life back on Earth was a nightmare, he had suffered all kinds of humiliation and pain. Even after being Isekai, he couldn't live a meaningful life, so he at least wanted to live a peaceful life. But the cruel and cold world wouldn't even let him have that. Isaac from his birth to his death was nothing but a Plaything in the hand of others. Even at his last breath, he believed that Gods will take pity on him and provide him with that Justice he deserved but it seems like they don't want to hear his cries even at his last breath. All the pain, the sorrow that he had bottled up in his heart started to change into hatred. He had sworn to get his revenge on all of them. When he thought all hopes were lost that's when someone heard his call, the one who answers the call was neither a God nor an Angel. The one who lend him the hand and saved him from his death was not the light hand of an Angel but the dark hand of the devil. Without any hesitation, he accepted the call and made a deal with the devil. And that is how the successor of the devil was born, Witness his growth, From weak to strong, From a Pawn to a Player, From On the board to Off the board. Witnesses Him and his path which was so cruel that mere mention of his name would make Primordial Gods and top powerful races of the Universe shudder in fear. ============================================ Now, enough with all these backstories and stuff. Are you tired of reading all those generic stories of either Isekai or transmigration or reincarnated in with system novels? Then trust this is your real deal, I promise you won't regret reading this. It is a completely new concept. Where I and Issac break the norms of a novel and bicker through the 4th wall. Author:[ Join ME and Isaac on our journey and be a witness to Our growth. Watch Me as develop my skill, while this snotnose pansy gets Stronger in that process. ] Isaac:[ Who are calling snotnose pansy? you're a snotnose pansy ur entire family is a snotnose pansy. *sigh* Even though the Author is a dimwit but this time he is right. You should certainly join us on this epic story, Please Watch over us, As I and this idiot of an Author make our way towards the top.] ============================================ Author: The cover doesn't belong to me and all the credits go to its creator. If you are the creator and you want me to take down the cover just directly contact me. ( I want to appreciate your work this cover that I'm using is nice and if possible I would like to not change it ) Issac: [ Shameless.]

Cassius Crimson, the founder of the Crimson family, one of The Great Three vampire powers, has been awakened from his slumber after 500 years. By whom? A mere boy! The future of the once great Crimson family has declined. Seeking power and guidance, Vesper-the young Crimson lord turned to his ancestors for help, never did he imagine that he would manage to wake the actual founder. As Cassius adjusts to life in a futuristic 21st century, he’s aided by his loyal retainer Estefan. Tackling daily campus life, an insecure apprentice, revenge on his family's honour, he experiences all sorts of new occurrences as humans have evolved into more than just food. All while Cassius battles the urge to sink his teeth into the most delicious human he has ever smelt. This lust for blood turns into an irresistible passionate romance. A Tale of sensual vampire love unravels as he discovers new feelings that were hidden eons ago

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.