epic 2013 part 1

A young man dies from a merciless fever, only to be reincarnated in the World of Genesis—a brutal land of swords, magic, and a god-like System that governs all life. He is reborn as the lowest of the low: a defenseless caterpillar. But fate has granted her a monstrous gift. As Kireina, she can consume any creature and steal its powers, skills, and very essence. Using her cunning mind and extraordinary adaptability, she claws her way through a world that wants nothing more than to devour her alive. Through relentless evolution and sheer willpower, Kireina gathers devoted followers and builds a fearsome monster kingdom from the ground up. In a realm ruled by humans, ancient horrors, and arrogant gods who conspire for her death, she carves out her own destiny. To those who stand against her, there are only two options: Submit… or become her next meal. Over 350000+ Words available for FREE! You can check the Illustrations of the Novel's characters in the first Auxiliary Chapter!

Thousands of years ago, humankind left the Old World. We enter a new age where science and magic are no longer opposing concepts. With these new opportunities came danger in the form of the Dark Races and the ones that named themselves Gods. However, if there was one thing humans were good at was their ability to destroy. Humankind fought and carved a bloody path into the new world. Cain's luck had never been good, but his destiny changed forever once he decided to harden his heart and face the world without fear or hesitation. --Godslayer Humankind's motto.-- We can comprehend the supernatural. We can dominate the supernatural. We can kill the supernatural - Adam, Emperor of Godslayer Humankind, The First Titan. Current schedule: 21 chapters a week. Bonus chapters: Over 600 power stones: 3 extra chapters. Over 800 power stones: 6 extra chapters. Over 1200 power stones: 9 extra chapters. Discord channel: https://discord.gg/R666sNEdrU

A young man's life takes an unexpected turn when he meets an untimely demise, buried beneath an avalanche. As he breathes his last, he hears the echoes of mechanical voices resonating in his head, granting him a multitude of wishes in the form of Skills, Fortunes, and a new Body. Reborn as an Ice Dragon, Drake finds himself thrust into a fantastical realm reminiscent of Norse Mythology known as Yggdrasil. This world, however, holds more surprises than he could have ever imagined. It is not only a realm of fantasy but also a Cultivation World, blending two seemingly disparate concepts into one. Join him on his journey as he explores this enchanting world, navigating its treacherous landscapes and encountering deadly monsters along the way. As he fights for survival, he seeks to find his place in this new existence and discover the purpose that drives him forward. Yet, he soon realizes that he is not alone in this reincarnated state. Others have been granted wishes as well, and the collision of their desires threatens to plunge the world into utter chaos. This is a tale of rebirth and transformation—a man's evolution from a humble Dragon Pup to the indomitable Strongest Dragon King. Along his path, he will forge new alliances, face formidable foes, and gradually establish a place he can truly call home.

Connor McDonald livrait de la nourriture pour son travail à temps partiel. Un jour, il a dû livrer de la nourriture à un hôtel tristement célèbre pour être un hôtel de passe. Lorsque la porte de la chambre s'est ouverte, il n'en croyait pas ses yeux. Sa petite amie était à moitié dénudée, se blottissant contre un enfant riche de leur classe. "Eh bien, maintenant que tu l'as découvert, je suppose qu'il est temps que tu le saches", a déclaré l'enfant riche avec dédain. "Ta petite amie sort avec moi maintenant. "Connor, renonce à moi. Tu es orphelin et tu n'as pas d'argent. Même si tu livres de la nourriture pour le reste de ta vie, il n'y a aucune façon que tu puisses rivaliser avec lui. Tu n'es pas à la hauteur pour moi. Rompons", a déclaré sa petite amie. Connor était totalement abasourdi, se demandant pourquoi Dieu empêcherait les pauvres d'être dans une relation normale. Alors qu'il se lamentait de douleur, son téléphone a soudainement sonné. Il a reçu un message texte intéressant. [Vous avez reçu 1,000,000,000.00 dollars sur votre compte.] "Qu'est-ce que c'est que ça?" s'est exclamé Connor. "Qui diable vient de me transférer 1 milliard de dollars?"

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

The Princess locked up in the Evil Dragon's home is just like a yacht owned by a tycoon – it's not so much about whether it's used, but that you can't be without one. Ideally, it comes with a few bounty quests; the higher the level, the better. If there's a dragon-slaying quest, even better – that's the kind of prestige we're talking about. If you don't have a Princess in your lair cursing you to hell every day, you'd be too embarrassed to even say hello to other Evil Dragons. What, the King sent Adventurers to gang up on me? Hahaha, I, the grand Level 80 Black Dragon Lord, a world-class BOSS, how could I possibly care about a bunch of Adventurers. What! The Adventurers have already reached outside the dungeon? All of them are maxed-out big shots, and there are two heroes leading the charge! And the leader is a Dragon Slaying Swordsman! I'm done for, now what to do… Heroes and villains, black dragons and mortals, the formidable BOSS of the game world and the insignificant streamer of reality. This is a story about a Black Dragon BOSS player.

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life. ------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This is an unofficial translation of the novel "Lout of Count's Family." Every effort has been made to ensure accuracy, but there may be errors or omissions. The original work holds the sole copyright, and this translation is intended for entertainment purposes only. No commercial use is permitted without the author's consent. Please note that cultural nuances, idioms, and literary devices might be lost or altered in translation. The translator does not claim ownership of the original work or its characters. If you find any errors or have suggestions, please feel free to provide feedback. Thank you for reading! [Author – Yu Ryeo Han] [Proofreader – Rai_Mayank]

Power is Truth! The Iron Chancellor Bismarck once said, "The great issues of the day will not be settled by speeches and parliamentary resolutions... but by iron and blood." Military enthusiast Qin Tian has been reborn as the fifth son of Wilhelm II, Prince Oscar. Originally just wanting to live a carefree life, he unexpectedly becomes the heir to this empire. To save his own life, Qin Tian must think of every possible way to ensure Germany wins the war! Qin Tian’s goal: "With the sword of Germany, to gain land for the plow of Germany, to secure daily bread for the people of Germany, and to fight for sunlit land for the Germanic nation!"

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT An unwarranted death, an unprecedented rebirth, two men vying for her love. Elize's life was not easy to begin with, but now she has to fight her own destiny. Will she want to return to what was hers? Or will she choose to ignore it? Is she strong enough to face her fate? Then what about love? GLIMPSES (P.S. Contains spoilers, read at your own discretion) : As she drew closer to the door, she could clearly hear two men bickering "I swear if you lay a finger-" Deep breath. Elize repeated to herself as she pushed the door open. Two heads whipped towards her direction from the corridor to which the door opened. The conversation between them seemed to have died down with her presence. One of the two tall men stepped towards her. An animalistic growl emanated from his body. Elize narrowed her eyes and was about to say something when she noticed it. Those eyes. Those same blue eyes! ********* "Who's there?!" She asked aloud, unable to find anyone. 'You have come at last.' The voice replied, a hint of joy in its tone. She gulped her saliva nervously. "Who- who's there?!" Elize stuttered. 'I am what is missing from you.' The voice replied, calmly. "Huh?" 'Since our time has not yet come to become one, why may I ask are you here?' The voice asked. "I uh.." She said absentmindedly. 'Let us seal our bond with a wish, that I may accept you as my master.' The voice spoke with much enthusiasm. ****** "Do you hate me Elize?" He asked, with a pout. Elize maintained her poker face. She was not going to fall for it no matter how cute he tried to act, she thought to herself. "No I don't sir. I don't even know you." She replied nonchalantly. "Ouch. That hurt." He said, clutching the place above his heart. Elize huffed, rolling her eyes. "Do you really have something to say or should I come back later?" She asked, folding her hands above her chest. "Would you come back to me later, on your own accord?" He teased, almost reaching her. "That's not what I-" The Kelpie's laughter cut her off. "You're so cute when you do that. It makes me want to bite you." He said licking his lips, his wet tongue gliding over his moist lips slowly, making a show of the process. Teaser is on the Instagram page : author_obsessedwithwolves Join our discord- https://discord.gg/Nrj87UT

AVERTISSEMENT : CONTENU MATURE Une mort injustifiée, une renaissance sans précédent, deux hommes se disputant son amour. La vie d'Elize n'était pas facile au départ, mais maintenant elle doit combattre son propre destin. Vouloir-elle revenir à ce qui était le sien ? Ou choisira-t-elle de l'ignorer ? Est-elle assez forte pour affronter son destin ? Et l'amour alors ? APERÇUS (P.S. Contient des spoilers, lisez à votre propre discrétion) : Alors qu'elle s'approchait de la porte, elle pouvait clairement entendre deux hommes se chamailler "Je jure que si tu poses un doigt-" Respire profondément. Elize se répéta tandis qu'elle poussait la porte. Deux têtes se tournèrent vers sa direction depuis le couloir vers lequel la porte s'ouvrait. La conversation entre eux semblait s'être éteinte avec sa présence. L'un des deux hommes grands s'avança vers elle. Un grognement animal émanait de son corps. Elize plissa les yeux et était sur le point de dire quelque chose lorsqu'elle le remarqua. Ces yeux. Ces mêmes yeux bleus ! "Qui est là ?!" demanda-t-elle à haute voix, incapable de trouver quelqu'un. 'Tu es enfin venue.' Répondit la voix, avec une pointe de joie dans son ton. Elle avala sa salive nerveusement. "Qui- qui est là ?!" bégaya Elize. 'Je suis ce qui te manque.' Répondit calmement la voix. "Hein ?" 'Étant donné que notre moment n'est pas encore venu de ne faire qu'un, puis-je demander pourquoi es-tu ici ?' demanda la voix. "Euh.." dit-elle distraitement. 'Scellons notre lien par un souhait, afin que je puisse t'accepter comme mon maître.' parla la voix avec beaucoup d'enthousiasme. "Est-ce que tu me détestes Elize ?" demanda-t-il en faisant la moue. Elize conserva son visage impassible. Elle n'allait pas tomber dans l'attrape, peu importe à quel point il essayait d'agir de façon mignonne, pensa-t-elle. "Non, je ne le fais pas monsieur. Je ne vous connais même pas." répondit-elle nonchalamment. "Aïe. Ça fait mal." dit-il, saisissant l'endroit au-dessus de son cœur. Elize souffla, levant les yeux au ciel. "As-tu vraiment quelque chose à dire ou devrais-je revenir plus tard ?" demanda-t-elle, croisant les bras au-dessus de sa poitrine. "Reviendras-tu vers moi plus tard, de ton propre gré ?" taquina-t-il, presque à sa portée. "Ce n'est pas ce que je-" Le rire du Kelpie l'interrompit. "Tu es si mignonne quand tu fais ça. Ça me donne envie de te mordre." dit-il en se léchant les lèvres, sa langue humide glissant lentement sur ses lèvres humides, exhibant le processus.