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Having traveled to the Otherworld game for ten years, Li Ang, without any cheats or a wise mentor, fought his way to become the core support of the world's strongest Adventurer's Guild as an ordinary person, earning outstanding merit and being considered the cornerstone of the guild. However, after the team introduced a brand-new merit algorithm, he was defined as consuming resources without contributing and was directly 'optimized'. Ten years of effort went down the drain, and it was only then that the game system appeared in front of him. He decided to reorganize a highly professional and efficient Adventurer's Guild to return to the peak. "Yes, you're a founding member, but if veterans loaf off openly, how can we lead the group?" "The recent key tactics all revolve around my Support Magic—" "Yeah, which made everyone exhausted to death," a member interrupted Li Ang's words.

Lin Da, a former professional player, arrived in the game "Mystic Continent" and aimed to team up with a few "Young Ladies" from Another World to conquer fifty levels of Mystic Realm and become the strongest adventurer squad. However, ever since the team had risen to fame, they had changed somewhat. "Why is your healing so slow? I almost got killed by the Magical Creatures." "The reason your level is so low is that you don’t train diligently, always have crooked thoughts about us. This 23-year-old guy is so disgusting." "Better leave the team and become my servant instead; my pet dog just needs a playmate." The attitude of the three Young Ladies chilled Lin Da’s heart, and he opted out of this team that he had been with for three years and had grown deeply fond of. Only then did they realize who the core of the team really was. When they regretted their actions too late and tried to apologize to Lin Da, seeking to join his team, Lin Da glanced at the team composed of prettier and hotter beautiful girls behind him and said helplessly: "Sorry, my team is full."

Mo Rao was born into a family of military doctors. Her parents had risked their lives to save Fu Ying’s grandmother, so the latter forced Fu Ying to take Mo Rao in as his wife. Mo Rao always knew that Fu Ying had a dream girl named Qu Ru. This girl failed to marry Fu Ying as she desired because Fu Ying’s grandmother stopped them. After their marriage, Fu Ying was very considerate of Mo Rao. They even had high compatibility especially in bed. Fu Ying would always find himself deeply immersed in Mo Rao’s tenderness. Until one day, Fu Ying said, “Qu Ru has returned. Let’s divorce. I will transfer the property I promised you to your name.” Mo Rao said, “Can we not divorce? What if… I’m pregnant…?” Fu Ying answered heartlessly, “Abort it! I don’t want anymore obstacles to appear between me and Qu Ru. Also, Qu Ru has leukemia, and your bone marrow happens to be compatible with hers. If you’re willing to donate yours, I can promise you anything.” Mo Rao said, “What if my condition is that we don’t divorce?” Fu Ying’s eyes turned cold. “Mo Rao, don’t be too greedy. Even if I promise you for Qu Ru’s sake, you know full well that I don’t love you.” The words ‘I don’t love you’ stabbed at Mo Rao’s heart like a knife. Her smile suddenly became twisted and she was no longer the docile woman she used to be. “Fu Ying, this is the first time you repulse me so. You call me greedy, but aren’t you the same? You want me to divorce you so you can be with Qu Ru? Sure, I’ll agree to that. But you’re even dreaming that I’ll save her? Don’t forget, there’s no such thing as getting the best of both worlds in life, just like you and me.” Then Mo Rao left. Fu Ying actually felt suffocated, and this feeling drove him mad. When Mo Rao appeared once more, she had become a dazzling star. When she appeared before Fu Ying, holding hands with her new beau, Fu Ying couldn’t care less and said, “Baby, didn’t you say you would only love me?” Mo Rao smiled faintly. “Sorry, ex-husband. I was mistaken back then. You were only a replacement. I actually love someone else.”

My name is Seraph. In a world that is filled with magic, science and arts of unbelievable kinds, I'm relatively ordinary. But then I met them. A group of assassins that work the machines of the world behind closed curtains. And the most striking is their leader, the woman which is the greatest mystery in the world. Though to the world we are all dead, each of us has a story of their own. I wonder if I can find myself a home among these people who call themselves Valkyries and more importantly can I solve all the riddles that surround them?

I Don't claim any credit for this novel, it all belongs to its original creator and translator, and if they want me to remove this from webnovel they only need to ask. A professional gamer dies unexpectedly during an E-Sports tournament and is sent to Valhalla, a heaven reserved for only the greatest of warriors. The warriors of Valhalla are pitted against a struggle for survival in the face of a common enemy. Fortunately, within each warrior lies the roots to their own saga, a legendary tale of their ascendence to fame and feats of great achievement alike. Witness the birth of an epic saga as this gamer challenges legends and carves a path toward the ultimate glory. The story itself revolves around Nordic mythology and incorporates a gaming system alongside magical wizards and mighty warriors.

The Hall of Valhalla the great hall of heroes and legends from the Age of the Gods to the Age of Humanity is now at war. Legends, heroes, and villains clash against one another for a divine opportunity presented by the Courts of Heaven: the chance for one soul to transcend mortality and become immortal an opportunity never before granted. Amidst this cataclysmic war stands a single witness. His name is Darlington. Summoned by the Courts of Heaven against his will, dragged from the depths of his emotional turmoil and grief, he is forced into Valhalla not as a warrior, but as an observer condemned to bear witness to the war of legends, the battles of the past, and the fate of eternity itself. WHATSAPP CHANNEL https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbCdeJF1CYobPVeghK2y X ACCOUNT https://x.com/Aruba_hhghfb 7 chapters a week written by a 200lv medical student

Desde siempre ha existido la incógnita de si el ser humano es malo por naturaleza o si es la sociedad quien lo corrompe. En esta historia conoceremos a Morgan, un joven bondadoso y de gran corazón, amante de los animales. Sin embargo, su vida se ve truncada repentinamente por una enfermedad que lo lleva a la muerte. Es entonces cuando se encuentra frente a un dios de la muerte, dispuesto a devorar su alma y fundirla con el universo. Pero, en ese instante, otro dios aparece para intervenir y ofrecerle su ayuda. Ambos mantienen visiones opuestas sobre la naturaleza humana, por lo que deciden resolver su diferencia mediante una apuesta: ¿Podrá el alma del muchacho conservar su pureza en un mundo donde la crueldad reina, o será corrompido por su entorno? Morgan reencarna en un mundo despiadado, donde la especie humana se encuentra al borde de la extinción. Sin embargo, hay un detalle que lo cambia todo: el dios de la muerte lo hace reencarnar como un ajolote, mientras que el otro dios le otorga un regalo misterioso. ¿Logrará Morgan mantenerse fiel a sus ideales... o acabará siendo víctima de una sociedad putrefacta y corrompida?

Since the dawn of time, there has always been the question of whether humanity is evil by nature or if it is society that corrupts it. In this story, we will meet Morgan — a kind young man with a pure heart and a deep love for animals. However, his life is suddenly cut short by an illness that leads him to death. It is then that he finds himself before a god of death, ready to devour his soul and merge it with the universe. But in that very moment, another god appears to intervene and offer him help. Both hold opposing views on human nature, so they decide to settle their disagreement through a wager: Can the boy’s soul remain pure in a world where cruelty reigns, or will it be corrupted by its surroundings? Morgan is reborn in a merciless world where humanity teeters on the brink of extinction. However, there is one detail that changes everything: the god of death reincarnates him as an axolotl, while the other god grants him a mysterious gift. Will Morgan manage to stay true to his ideals... or will he fall victim to a rotten and corrupted society?

A trace of expensive essential oil lingers in the air—delicate, exclusive, intoxicating. Her fingers are trembling against my back. I know those hands. In another life, the woman attached to them, Ye Miyue, the untouchable Ice Queen of our academy, was shredded by an S-class Calamity Beast in exactly three hours. Now she whispers it's her first time, her face flushed crimson. "I... I can't go on." But I didn't crawl back from death just to let the clock run out. Wang Xian died an 8th Realm Half-Step War God, buying seconds for civilians with his final breath. He wakes up seventeen, his cheat not a glowing screen—but a combat soul forged in apocalypse. Every peak-tier technique, every strategic instinct from humanity's last stand, now crammed into a teenage body. Top of his regret list? Ye Miyue—the lonely goddess he never knew, currently at his mercy, exhausted and blushing on his table. "Keep going" isn't teasing. It's a declaration of war on fate. One extended session buys time to rebuild his dojo, accelerate his cultivation, and become the wall that saves them all. But a chill creeps down his spine: something about this timeline feels wrong, twisted—as if someone else who remembers the future is already making their move. Campus Goddess, Unraveled Cold to the world, reduced to a blushing mess under your hands. Her descent from untouchable icon to devoted confidante begins with a trembling whisper. Rewriting Death, One Session at a Time Every preventable tragedy becomes a domino. Extending her massage is the first intimate push that topples a city's bloody fate. War God in a Teen Body No weakling arc. No slow grind. You bring a sealed arsenal of apocalyptic combat mastery—explosive growth, instant domination. Flirting With a Countdown "Add more time" is a race against the S-Rank Beast tearing toward the city. Every touch is borrowed seconds against annihilation. Pseudo-Harem, Real Tension The ice queen is step one. A childhood tsundere, second-chance allies, and more orbit your rising power. Emotional rescue blurs into irresistible desire. You're Not the Only One Who Returned Other shadows from the future are moving. The path to supremacy is now a chess game of pre-knowledge—and your opponents remember everything, too.

Have you ever wondered what you'd do if Mother Nature decided to take back the world? When the cities fall and the grid goes down for good, how would you survive? For Tran Thanh Phuong - a handsome, quiet, and steady young man - the answer was to leave it all behind before things got bad. After his career in the city soured, he traded the urban grind for a simple life back in his hometown, raising chickens and tending his grandfather's farm. Just as he'd settled into a peaceful rhythm, the world began to unravel. Unprecedented natural disasters and raging pandemics plunged his sleepy little village into chaos. It's in the midst of this growing despair that Phuong, while out herding his goats, stumbles upon a familiar face from his past: his old schoolmate, Nguyen Bao Khang, collapsed and barely conscious on the side of the road. The first day they met again: Khang: “Hey, handsome... got a place a guy could crash for a few days?” Phuong says nothing, simply turning his back to lead his goats home. Khang: “Wait! I swear I don’t eat much! And I can work—I’ll pull my own weight. I won’t be a freeloader, I promise!” ... Some time later... Khang: “Phuong, what would you say if I offered to be your wife?” Phuong: “Okay.” Khang: “... Wait, what?” Who knew one little joke would make the stoic farmer change his mind in the blink of an eye? Not only did Tran Thanh Phuong agree, but he immediately marched over and hauled all of Khang's meager belongings into his own bedroom. ... 1. This is a work of fiction. Please suspend your disbelief and enjoy the story. 2. Please forgive my mistakes, as English is not my first language. I appreciate your understanding!