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'Apakah omong kosong ini benar-benar terjadi padaku?' Itulah reaksi pertama Kael Carter ketika dia melihat sekelompok pendeta bersujud di hadapannya, memujanya sebagai 'Pahlawan.' Selama beberapa waktu, dia benar-benar mengira itu hanyalah salah satu mimpinya, sampai kenyataan menamparnya. Ini nyata… Dia benar-benar dipanggil ke dunia fantasi di mana sihir ada. Sebuah dunia Penjinak Binatang. Sebuah dunia di mana Manusia dan Binatang Ajaib tumbuh menjadi lebih kuat bersama. Sebuah dunia yang seharusnya dia, sebagai Pahlawannya, lindungi. Responsnya? "Tidak mungkin!" Bagaimana dia bisa melindungi seluruh dunia ketika bahkan membuka stoples acar saja seperti pertarungan hidup-mati baginya? Dia bukanlah seorang Pahlawan. Dan untuk membuktikannya, dia memutuskan untuk meletakkan tangannya di 'Orb Rezonansi' yang seharusnya 'mengonfirmasi identitasnya sebagai Pahlawan.' Tapi kemudian, [Ding!] Dia mendengar suara. [Bakat Terbangkitkan.] [Nama Bakat: Dragon Genesis] [Peringkat Bakat: Peringkat SSS] [Deskripsi:] [Kekuatan untuk mengubah binatang manapun yang memiliki setitik Darah Naga menjadi Naga dewasa.] 'Apa-apaan ini…? Aku... Aku bisa menciptakan Naga…?' Kael tidak percaya dengan apa yang dia lihat. Di dunia di mana Naga adalah Legenda hidup—makhluk dengan kekuatan, kebijaksanaan, dan daya yang tak tertandingi, Di dunia di mana seluruh Kerajaan gemetar melihat hanya satu Naga. Dia bisa menciptakan... pasukan Naga?

‘Is this shit actually happening to me?’ That was Kael Carter’s first reaction when he saw a bunch of priests kowtowing in front of him, worshiping him as the ‘Hero.’ For a good while, he actually thought it was just another one of his dreams, until reality hit him. It was real… He was actually summoned to a fantasy world where magic exists. A world of Beast Tamers. A world where Humans and Magic Beasts grow stronger together. A world he, as its supposed Hero, was meant to protect. His response? “Fuck no!” How was he supposed to protect an entire world when even opening a jar of pickles was like a life-or-death battle to him? He was no Hero. And to prove it, he decided to place his hand on the ‘Orb of Resonance’ that was supposed to ‘confirm his identity as the Hero.’ But then, [Ding!] He heard a sound. [Talent Awakened.] [Talent Name: Dragon Genesis] [Talent Rank: SSS Rank] [Description:] [Power to turn any beast with even the slightest trace of Dragon Blood in them into a full-grown Dragon.] ‘What in the hell…? I... I can create Dragons…?’ Kael couldn’t believe what he was seeing. In a world where Dragons were living Legends—creatures of unparalleled strength, wisdom, and power, In a world where entire Kingdoms tremble at the sight of just one Dragon. He could create… an army of them? ... AI-Generated Cover. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/qZHRTHGdZG If the link does not work for some reason, DM me: SleepDeprivedSloth

'Passiert mir dieser Scheiß wirklich?' Das war Kael Carters erste Reaktion, als er eine Gruppe von Priestern sah, die sich vor ihm verbeugten und ihn als den 'Helden' verehrten. Eine ganze Weile dachte er tatsächlich, es sei nur ein weiterer seiner Träume, bis die Realität ihn einholte. Es war real... Er wurde tatsächlich in eine Fantasiewelt beschworen, in der Magie existiert. Eine Welt der Tierbändiger. Eine Welt, in der Menschen und Magische Bestien gemeinsam stärker werden. Eine Welt, die er als ihr vermeintlicher Held beschützen sollte. Seine Antwort? "Auf keinen Fall!" Wie sollte er eine ganze Welt beschützen, wenn selbst das Öffnen eines Gurkenglas für ihn wie ein Kampf auf Leben und Tod war? Er war kein Held. Und um das zu beweisen, beschloss er, seine Hand auf die 'Resonanzkugel' zu legen, die 'seine Identität als Held bestätigen' sollte. Aber dann, [Ding!] Er hörte ein Geräusch. [Talent Erwacht.] [Talentname: Drachen Genesis] [Talent Rang: SSS Rang] [Beschreibung:] [Macht, jede Bestie mit auch nur der geringsten Spur von Drachenblut in sich in einen ausgewachsenen Drachen zu verwandeln.] 'Was zum Teufel...? Ich... Ich kann Drachen erschaffen...?' Kael konnte nicht glauben, was er sah. In einer Welt, in der Drachen lebende Legenden waren – Kreaturen von unvergleichlicher Stärke, Weisheit und Macht, In einer Welt, in der ganze Königreiche beim Anblick nur eines Drachen erzittern. Er konnte... eine Armee von ihnen erschaffen?

After transmigrating to a world similar to Earth, Jiang Qiao was approached by a former goddess—Ocean Blue. As Bluestar is also on the verge of collapse from invaders of other worlds, Jiang Qiao must find a way to save this one. With the ability to create a virtual game world, he creates the world of Sacred Souls. In order for this new world to grow, it has to devour other worlds. Thus, the greediest, most cunning, and horrible beings came into existence—Players.

Without even a name in her past life, she managed to escape her lifelong imprisonment and transmigrated to the wasted body of a noble’s daughter. Does she mind? No! As long she can fulfill her greatest desires; freedom, treasures, and food. Crawling out from the abyss to claim her freedom, snatching treasures to her heart’s desire; To get what she wants, she has no choice but to grab ahold of the chance to take a wealthy husband. Will she be able to control him? Or will he control her? Husband: Afraid? Are you thinking of backing out after agreeing to the bet? Wife: Who’s afraid?! I will empty your treasury! Husband: Oh? You just need to warm my bed every night and the treasury will be yours... Wife:..... (considering the offer) ................................... Author's note: Disclaimer: Ongoing editing Thank you so much for checking out my story. This can be a long one so I am trying to update more than 2 chapters daily, though anything more is a bonus. This is also a stand-alone story and the first book of a series, so rest assured, there will an ending. :-) Sorry in advance as well for some grammar issues. Still working on editing. Constructive and reasonable feedback and suggestions are fine too. Hope you guys enjoy! :-)

Everyone wants a second chance until they're trapped in an impossible loop. Grey wasn't one to lust after redos. He lived life with his heart on his sleeve and a pep in his step, but the universe had other plans for him, plans that started with a knife in the gut and a survival game show warring alien races used to take the edge off. The good news was that his new Spirit, Prometheus, didn't ask him whether he wanted a redo or not before it yanked his soul back in time and whiplashed it with the worst case of déjà vu he had ever experienced. The bad news was that the producers of this stupid survival game show had for some reason chosen to target him. The robot arms meant to fit his Nexis Suit glitched, and now he couldn't communicate with their damned system. To make matters worse, they were painting him out to be some streaking, perverted madman all because the viewers found it hilarious. No system. No stats. No rewards. He was stuck in this hellscape with the strength of a human and no way to improve. All he could do was die. And die again. And then die again. He'd be damned if he didn't piss on every one of their graves. [Warning. Obscene gesture detected] [This is your first warning. If there is a second—] "FUCK YOU!" [Prometheus Initializing...] ======================== https://discord.gg/8zTAU5YXFq instagram: @awespec_

Galaksilerarası Hayatta Kalma Gerçeklik TV Programı. HAZIR. MISINIZ?! Grey değildi. Karnından çıkan bir bıçak varken değildi. Zamanın kabusu başlangıcına geri sarıldığını ve güçlü bir deja vu yaşayarak uyandığında daha da az hazırdı. Ve bir şekilde, bu tekrar olduğunda bundan da az hazırdı. Ve sonra yine. Grey bir zaman döngüsüne sıkışmıştı, onu çıplak koşan bir deli gibi göstermeye ısrar eden Yapımcılar tarafından boğulmuştu ve her köşede canavarlar ve arkadan bıçaklayanlar ile çevriliydi. Maalesef, her döngünün başında Nexis Giysi'sini uygulaması gereken robot kollar sürekli arızalanıyordu, bu yüzden Genesis Oyunları'nın sistemiyle arayüz oluşturamıyordu. Sistem yok. İstatistikler yok. Ödüller yok. Hepsinin mezarına işemezse lanetlenecekti. [Uyarı. Müstehcen hareket tespit edildi] [Bu ilk uyarınız. İkincisi olursa--] "SİKTİR GİT!" [Prometheus Başlatılıyor...] [Titan Çerçeve'ye Hoş Geldiniz]

Sebuah Acara TV Realitas Bertahan Hidup Intergalaksi. APAKAH. KAMU. SIAP?! Grey tidak. Tidak ketika sudah ada pisau yang menancap di perutnya. Dia bahkan kurang siap lagi ketika dia terbangun dengan serangan déjà vu yang kuat dan waktu yang telah diputar kembali ke awal mimpi buruknya. Dan entah bagaimana, dia bahkan kurang siap dari itu ketika hal itu terjadi lagi. Dan kemudian lagi. Grey terjebak dalam lingkaran waktu, sesak napas oleh para Produser yang bersikeras menggambarkannya sebagai orang gila yang berlari telanjang, dan dikelilingi oleh monster dan pengkhianat di setiap sudut. Sayangnya, lengan robot yang seharusnya memasang Nexis Suit-nya pada awal setiap lingkaran terus mengalami glitch sehingga dia tidak bisa berinteraksi dengan sistem Permainan Genesis. Tanpa sistem. Tanpa statistik. Tanpa hadiah. Dia akan terkutuk jika tidak kencing di atas makam mereka semua. [Peringatan. Gerakan tidak senonoh terdeteksi] [Ini adalah peringatan pertama Anda. Jika ada yang kedua--] "PERSETAN KAMU!" [Prometheus Diinisialisasi...] [Selamat datang di Titanframe]

Eine intergalaktische Survival-Reality-TV-Show. SEID. IHR. BEREIT?! Grey war es nicht. Nicht, als ihm bereits ein Messer im Bauch steckte. Noch weniger bereit war er, als er mit einem starken Déjà-vu-Gefühl aufwachte und die Zeit zum Anfang seines Albtraums zurückgespult worden war. Und irgendwie war er sogar noch weniger bereit, als es wieder passierte. Und dann wieder. Grey war in einer Zeitschleife gefangen, erstickt von Produzenten, die darauf bestanden, ihn als eine Art flitzenden Wahnsinnigen darzustellen, und an jeder Ecke von Monstern und Verrätern umgeben. Unglücklicherweise glitchten die Roboterarme, die ihm zu Beginn jeder Schleife seinen Nexus-Anzug anlegen sollten, ständig, sodass er sich nicht mit dem System der Genesis-Spiele verbinden konnte. Kein System. Keine Stats. Keine Belohnungen. Sollte er doch verdammt sein, wenn er nicht auf jedes ihrer Gräber pisst. [Warnung. Obszöne Geste erkannt] [Dies ist Ihre erste Warnung. Wenn es eine zweite gibt--] "FICK DICH!" [Prometheus wird initialisiert...] [Willkommen bei Titanrahmen]

In the shadow-soaked alleys of a city where memories are both currency and weapon, burned-out detective Maxwell Hartwell is known for his unique immunity to memory extraction, a trait that marks him as both an asset and an outcast. When enigmatic Elena Voss approaches him to investigate the murder of Victor Kane, a top memory trader renowned for his ruthless ambition, Max is drawn into a web of deceit that permeates the highest echelons of society. Max's investigation leads him deep into the underbelly of the memory trade, where human experiences are bought and sold to the highest bidder, altering personalities and histories at will. As he navigates this dangerous landscape, he's forced to contend with his former partner, Detective Sarah Lim, who walks a thin line between law enforcement and moral compromise. Throughout his journey, Max is aided by the Archivist, a secretive figure who trades in illicit memories, providing Max with information that cannot be obtained by conventional means. As Max delves deeper into the mystery, he uncovers a disturbing truth: Victor Kane's death is merely the surface of a much larger conspiracy that threatens to topple the precarious balance of power within the city. His investigation reveals a sinister plot to control the memory market, orchestrated by figures that blur the line between friend and foe. Haunted by fragments of his own inaccessible past, Max must navigate through layers of betrayal and manipulation, confronting painful truths about himself and those he once trusted. The closer he gets to solving the murder, the more entangled he becomes in a struggle for power that will define the future of memory itself. With the city on the brink of chaos, Max is faced with a choice that will not only determine his own fate but also the fate of a society where memories can be rewritten at will. As alliances shift and secrets are unearthed, Max must decide whether to continue protecting a world that has forsaken him or forge a new path that could lead to redemption—or ruin.