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The Citizens of Ottawa, Illinois were your average, friendly Midwesterners. However, when seemingly insane things begin to happen, as any Patriotic American would, they answer the call. From the New World Order to the Total Collapse of Society, the Ottawans following the lead of the Ghost of Ottawa struggle and try to survive even the most impossible of odds stacked against them. But is their American Heritage and Midwestern Grit enough to survive? {Rated R due to profanity and the nature of the violence portrayed in the novel.}

Eat. Evolve. Dissolve. In the Rotting Forest, biomass is the only currency, and I’m currently bankrupt. I wasn’t born a king. I was born from the cracked ribs of a dying titan, a house-cat-sized scavenger with one missing eye and a Stability rating of 20%. In this ecosystem, I’m not a hero. I’m a snack. But I have the Gene Weaver System. I don't just eat; I architect. I harvest DNA from the dead to graft a future onto my own broken body. [NEW TRAIT DETECTED: ACID-SPITTER] [COST: 5% STRUCTURAL STABILITY] Evolution isn't a gift. It’s a heist. Every upgrade, every set of wings, every venomous barb, every layer of chitin, brings me closer to Structural Collapse. Cross that threshold, and my own biology will tear itself apart, reducing me to a puddle of failed blueprints. In this forest, becoming the Apex predator is the easy part. Doing it without melting into a pile of sentient sludge? That’s the real work. What to Expect: The "Jackie Chan" Grind: No invincibility. Every victory costs a limb. Every growth spurt hurts. Hardcore Progression: Every mutation has a trade-off. Strength costs Speed. Intelligence costs Stability. Visceral Body Horror: Detailed biological adaptation. You aren't just "leveling up"; you're rewriting your DNA. The Architect’s Wit: A protagonist who knows he's a "structural disaster" and has something to say about it. Updates Daily | #Grimdark | #MonsterEvolution | #LitRPG | #NonHuman | #Underdog | #survival

Requiem of the Star-Starved In a world where souls are currency and survival comes at the cost of your own humanity, the line between hunter and prey is razor-thin. Across frozen deserts, collapsing cities, and zones ruled by ruthless enforcers, one boy carries a power that can burn, erase, and unravel everything around him if he loses control, he could destroy not just himself, but everyone he cares about. Chased by merciless predators, hunted for the fire in his veins, and pursued by a society that worships perfection while discarding the broken, he must navigate a world where trust is a luxury, and mercy is a myth. In this dark, unforgiving landscape, every choice is a gamble, every ally a question mark, and every step forward could be the one that finally ends him.

They burned Caen Voss alive to silence him. He was just a scribe. A nobody who sat beside dying people and wrote down their last words. No enemies worth making. No power worth fearing. The Church of the Unfinished expected ash. What they got was a problem. Something inside Caen's chest cracked open the moment the fire took him. Ancient. Hungry. Patient beyond human comprehension. A fragment of a dead god that had been sleeping inside him since before the world had a name. It looked at the boy burning around it and said, quietly: Oh. You survived. Again. Now Caen carries a Scar, a fragment of divine ruin that lets him erase things from reality's record. Wounds lose their cause. People forget he exists. And the book his power manifests already has writing in it, in his own handwriting, in a language he has never learned. Someone reported him to the Church. He does not know who. His Scar mourns a woman he has never met. He does not know why. The sky above the world is not matter. It is text. It is almost full. And somewhere in its final verses, Caen Voss is mentioned by name. He did not write it. But the handwriting is unmistakably his

Beneath a shattered world sits a throne that feeds on what remains of belief. When a man dares to approach it, he awakens a starving god—and learns that some gods don’t need worship anymore… only something to consume.

Wei Chen — seorang yatim piatu yang hidup di jalanan kota terbawah Kekaisaran Langit Sembilan, dikenal sebagai "Pengemis Bisu" karena tak pernah memohon belas kasihan siapapun. Tubuhnya kurus, pakaiannya compang-camping, dan meridiannya dianggap cacat permanen sejak lahir — membuatnya tak bisa menyerap Qi sedikitpun. Di dunia di mana kekuatan adalah segalanya, Wei Chen bukan siapa-siapa. Hingga malam ketika ia hampir mati kelaparan di depan gerbang Klan Bintang Perak — klan yang dulu membantai seluruh keluarganya atas nama "pemurnian darah." Di ambang kematian, ia menelan batu giok hitam misterius yang jatuh dari langit, dan sesuatu yang tertidur di dalam dirinya selama bertahun-tahun akhirnya terbangun. Bukan Qi biasa. Bukan teknik cultivasi biasa. Melainkan Dao of Eternal Hunger — jalan keabadian purba yang telah terhapus dari semua kitab suci di dunia, karena dianggap terlalu berbahaya bahkan bagi para Dewa. Semakin lapar ia, semakin kuat ia. Semakin ia menderita, semakin tak terbendung jalannya. Namun di tengah perjalanan membalas dendam dan mendaki puncak cultivation, ia bertemu Liang Yue — putri dari musuh besarnya, perempuan yang mencintainya tanpa tahu siapa diri Wei Chen sesungguhnya. Sebuah cinta yang lahir di atas fondasi darah dan rahasia, yang bisa menyelamatkan Wei Chen — atau justru menghancurkan segalanya yang telah ia bangun. Dari pengemis yang tak dianggap manusia, hingga yang namanya membuat langit dan bumi gemetar.

A girl who has no choice but to follow her parent decision since the very beginning, desperately holding on despite the thorny words and rough path that no matter what she does would never be enough to please them. A boy who's father Remarried another women who only wants his Fame just after a few years of her biological mothers death and forced to accept the fact that he's all alone from now on. She just wanted to feel her parents warmth. He just wanted to back through time. But what if one Accident transport them to a Dream where they got what theyre hearts always wanted. And in that dream they can either choose one between the two, "Stay or Go". But a there comes a price to pay for nothing in the world is free, Now what do you think it'll be?. And in that duration would be able to bloom between the the depressed girl and the lonely boy. Well, let's see.

In a world where stars breathe life into destiny, the forgotten bloodline of the Dark Dawn Fire stirs once more. Yin Jin, born with shattered meridians and mocked as trash, discovers a hidden power sleeping within his soul — one capable of igniting the heavens and consuming the void itself. As ancient sects rise, beast tides rage, and conspiracies unfold, Yin Jin will forge his own path among the stars. His fire will either burn the heavens… or reshape them. Witness the rebirth of a legend — Immortal Star Taoists.

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.