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After binge-playing a game for seventy-two hours, the single-player streamer Yang Yu, who made his living selling game guides, quietly passed away in his bed. Unaware of his own death, he was invited by a deity to conquer an RPG game, and was persuaded into choosing the hardest civilian starter. Couldn't even defeat a single slime after leaving the novice village? Want to learn a taunt skill but have to actually verbally taunt? And the gacha only yields trash? Faced with numerous hardships, he actually... got excited. A true gamer never fears challenges; they only fear the game being too easy. As his sparse panel began filling out, Yang Yu felt an unprecedented satisfaction swell within him, and he became addicted to making waves, unable to stop himself. 'Hey? There seems to be a lone hero up ahead. Watch as I turn him into a unit of combat power! Damn, I’ve been spotted. Hero, don't run away!'

It all happened so abruptly. After finally grasping my situation, I found myself in an entirely different world. Looking around, I noticed others in the same predicament… Could this possibly be one of those Hero developments? Was there a tyrannical Demon Lord needing extermination, or would I be tossed into the maelstrom of war? Whatever it was, I was afraid. I never wanted to be a Hero. I don’t want to harm another…… Ignore the nonsense I was spouting; there was nothing to fret over. The Demon Lord was slain a thousand years ago, and 800 years had passed since the last war. The nobles didn’t treat us summoned like tr*sh; instead, we were kindly cared for. The Demons have been on good terms with Humans for some time now. Dangers, such as monsters, were being taken care of by the Guild and the Order of Knights. What’s more surprising is the fact that I wasn’t even a hero! Instead, I was unintentionally summoned! It also turns out that this world was a world in which the three races, the Spirit World’s Magical Races, the Celestial World’s Divine Races, and the Mortal World’s Human Races, are kind neighbours. Here, everyone lives a peaceful and fulfilling life. In summary, this other world was――at peace. What’s my plan for the future? For my limited stay here, I will live this world to its fullest; going on a cultural exchange, sightseeing, then, after experiencing the festival that is only held once every ten years, …… I shall safely return home. However, despite my lust for a peaceful last year before returning, this planet’s heavyweights have begun amassing around me, and……

Zheng Ming, who had transmigrated to another world, carried with him a set of Hero Cards which, given enough Prestige Points, could summon the heroes from these cards: With the power of these heroes, you could cut down enemies while on horseback, scale walls and rooftops with ease, unleash a Celestial Flying Immortal attack, and even command the might to bewitch the heavens and earth! Of course, riding your sword through the Nine Heavens, vanquishing demons between earth and sky was not just a dream, nor was it impossible to transform into the Ancient Golden Crow, scorching the heavens and boiling the seas...

Heroes are divine beings that are not only powerful themselves, but able to augment the troops they lead with greater power. "Heroic Genesis", a world-class online game developed by the United States, China, the European Union, Russia, India, Japan, and South Korea combines fantasy, adventure, war, trade, territory construction, navigation, sports, and leisure. Every gamer in the world is fanatical about it, and the top gamers in various countries shine on the stage of the national wars. Dafei, a former internet addiction treatment expert, sees the infinite business opportunities available in Hero Genesis after quitting gaming for many years and joins the game with the aim of becoming a professional player. The whole world is filled with positive energy because of him.

In times of war… What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination? How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques? What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy? And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move? For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions? This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.

It was just a game; one Evan played way too much, but it was still a game in the end. At least it that’s what it was supposed to be... However, on the day the main quest ended, he discovered it was more than just a game. The world of Aidos was real, and the demon threat was even more so. He was sent to be the leader of the new generation of heroes and save the world from the demon invasion by the god who made the game. Unfortunately, nothing was as simple as it may have seemed. As the truth behind the invasion and the previous Seven Heroes was slowly revealed, he began to have second thoughts about his choices. He began to question whether the demons were truly the enemies of Aidos. Even more so, when he discovered a new truth. That he may not actually be who he thought he was. #wsa WSA 2022 Entry [Check out my other stories from my profile: Godslayer’s Legend, Reincarnated Hero System & Beyond the Bloodline] ◇　◇　◇ Discord Link: https://discord.gg/ZXyAjGtS4r ◇　◇　◇ Support Me: https://ko-fi.com/michae_l ◇　◇　◇ I'm new to writing, so I hope you all will support me on this journey. I'm hoping for your review of the book. Constructive criticisms are allowed too. ◇　◇　◇ DISCLAIMER! This novel is a work of fiction, and though it draws inspiration from historical places and events, it is by no means meant to be a realistic representation of any current or historical events, places, cultures, or people. The story may contain themes and events that may be disturbing to some people, and if you are "triggered" by pretty much anything at all, it may not be suitable for you, as I will not limit myself in terms of themes, events, or topics while writing.

Elric's life had been nothing short of a nightmare since his childhood. He was constantly bullied at school, detested and ignored by his family, and left with nobody to care whether he lived or died. The accumulated loneliness and suffering from decades pushed him into a severe depression, and he ultimately decided to take his life’s final decision… Suicide. One day, Elric's soul heard a voice calling out to him. "Wake up, Elric. I am the God of Darkness, and I'm here to give you another chance at life." To the God of Darkness, Elric replied with only two words… "Fuck off!" Now forced with the possibility of a new life despite his unwillingness… Elric must decide whether to become a puppet or forge a new destiny with his own hands. Will he overcome his traumatic past, or will he squander yet another chance at life? Join the Protagonist on his journey as he is given an impossible task while striving to become one of the strongest beings in a world full of Magic, Mythical creatures, Dragons, and Gods. ---------------- [[Author : The protagonist of this story is a scheming mastermind who doesn't trust anyone and plans everything based on his present strength, knowledge and circumstances. No Romance, Harem, or Fan-service here. The main character is also not an Edgelord or a Psychopath who kills people without reason. Character development is a gradual process as the Main Character learns to acknowledge and overcome his flaws. This is a story for those who appreciate a psychologically well-developed character. The protagonist is an Antihero character who exists in the gray area between good and evil. This is a story for those who enjoy complex characters, greatly improving and expanding World-building along with intricate plots. If you are looking for a story with a nuanced and morally ambiguous yet humorous protagonist in a mature and gritty world, then this is the novel for you.]] ---------------- Note : Character Reference Arts available in chapter comments. You can also support me on Patreon : Just type HeroOfDarkness in Creator search menu. Discord Link : https://discord.gg/DstSrGK4dn ---------------- Note : Vote for the Novel for extra weekly chapters. 500 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter per week 1000 Power Stones = 2 Extra Chapters per week 2500 Power Stones = 5 Extra chapters per week 50 Golden Tickets = 2 Extra chapters per week 100 Golden Tickets = 3 Extra chapters per week 150 Golden Tickets = 7 Extra chapters per week

Rejoignez Kat dans ses aventures à travers les dimensions alors qu'elle remplit son devoir démoniaque et répond à l'appel de l'invocateur. Chaque semaine, Kat sera impliquée dans de nouvelles situations étranges et opportunités qui l'attendent. Pendant la semaine, elle aura son meilleur ami Lily, et peut-être un peu d'aide de Sylvie pour comprendre ce qu'elle est censée faire de sa vie maintenant qu'elle devient un démon.

Light and darkness are twins, blessings and curses coexist. Oh girl who stands upon the stage of destiny, May your path ahead be filled with blessings. ------------ Anko Probabilistic Narrative Writings：It's like telling stories by rolling dice. Just as many games offer various action and dialogue options that lead to different branching storylines, this book creates characters, advances the plot and builds the world view by providing a large number of different branches and using dice rolls to determine the outcome.

Life is dark and meaningless. That was what it had taught every single day I'd been cursed to live it. And now, finally, it was coming to an end. My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY