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"I spent my first life conquering an empire. I will spend my second conquering the Heavens.” Yan Zhao was a Founding Emperor. He possessed power, glory, and an empire that bowed at his command. Yet in the end, none of it mattered. He died as all mortals do, grasping for immortality that never came. Then he awakens again. This time no throne awaits him, and no loyal armies stand at his side. Instead, he opens his eyes in the broken body of Lin Que, a slave of the Luoyan Clan, beaten nearly to death over a mistake so trivial it would have meant nothing in any sane world. In a world where cultivators split mountains, command the winds, and walk the skies, a servant’s life is worth less than the dust beneath their feet. But Yan Zhao did not come empty handed. [Supreme Ascension System Activated.] [Primary Task: Establish a Supreme Immortal Sect within one thousand years.] [Failure: Termination.] From a nameless servant to a sect founder. From mortal wretch to an immortal sovereign. The Young Masters think they can trample him? The great sects think they own the sky? They have forgotten one thing: You do not threaten an Emperor. You either kneel... or you fall.

Tae Hee is the founding goddess in the world of gods and goddesses. Tae Hee who has found inner peace must be reborn in the world of gods and goddesses as the goddess of destruction and the son of the predecessor emperor. But everything changed when a human in his previous life did a good deed and became a god-emperor. The current emperor wants to remove Tae Hee from his throne by banishing him to the human world.

[UPLOADED TO ROYAL ROAD BY ScriptoresPraeteri] https://www.royalroad.com/profile/849313 3 CHAPTERS UPLOADED DAILY AT 09:00 AM EST James Prescott Mercer had one life already, an Army Engineer, Green Beret, an intelligence officer, a congressman, a husband, a father of three. He died protecting his family in a terrorist attack on a shopping mall in France, throwing himself onto a live grenade with his last thought a quiet, furious vow that if he ever got another chance, he would not just watch history happen to him again. He wakes up as Nathaniel Caldwell, the infant son of a Virginia soldier's widow-to-be, in the year seventeen fifty something, with all his memories intact and a body that can't so much as hold up its own head. What follows is the long, unhurried story of a man relearning how to be a child while carrying the mind of a forty one year old soldier, engineer, and political operator, in a world that has no idea what it's raising. Nathan grows up inside a real family, a mother who becomes the emotional center of his new life, a grandfather whose blacksmith and trading businesses become the seed of something much larger, and siblings who live and die and shape him in ways history books never mention. He loses his father young, the same way the history books say he should, and it's that loss that finally makes the truth click into place: he knows exactly where he is, and exactly what's coming. The French and Indian War. The Stamp Act. The Boston Tea Party. Lexington. A revolution he remembers from a classroom two and a half centuries away. He doesn't try to become a great man overnight. He can't. He's a child in a colonial household, and knowledge without leverage is just a dangerous secret. So he builds, slowly, over more than a decade of childhood and adolescence, a merchant network that quietly becomes an intelligence network, a family business that quietly becomes a manufacturing base, and a circle of local relationships that quietly becomes political capital. By the time the Revolution actually starts, Nathan isn't a prophet standing on a hill shouting warnings. He's a sixteen year old with money, contacts, trained militia, and a head full of engineering knowledge nobody else in Virginia has, and it takes every bit of that just to earn a seat at the table. From there the story follows him through the Revolutionary War itself, where his foreknowledge starts bending under the weight of his own choices and the war stops resembling the one he remembers; through the shaky, broke, half functional years of the Articles of Confederation and the fight over the Constitution; through the birth of American industry, banking, and infrastructure, where Nathan tries to build institutions and learns that some of them work and some blow up in his face; and into the messy birth of American political parties, where his relationships with men like Washington, Jefferson, Hamilton, Franklin, and Lafayette are real, complicated, and never simply admiring. Underneath all of it runs the same quiet ache that never fully goes away: Nathan loves the family he's building, genuinely, completely, and still doesn't know, and will never know, what happened to Sarah and his three children in the seconds after he told them to run and not look back. The story has no fixed endpoint. It's built to run as long as the history keeps diverging, following Nathan from the boy who remembers into the man who built a country, and eventually into whatever his children and grandchildren do with the country he leaves behind.

A genius magician, to fight against his fate to die a natural death from old age, grasped at the truth of magic to allow himself to reincarnate with a power he created himself. The cycle of reincarnation is repeated multiple times and in his 31st reincarnation, the magician became a boy named Syril who lives in a village of elves. However, that village is ruled by Humans, and the Elves are treated as livestock. After becoming 14 years old, Syril, who regained his past knowledge and experience, stands up to help a girl, who is his childhood friend. The story of the creation of an ideal country begins in that one village, a place where all races can coexist. Elves, Fox-girl, and various other Heroines. ______________________________________ This is not original work just transition. Aso transition not my my just copy and paste

Nei was living a boring life in a small rural town. Everyday he dreamed about, how it would be to have a System. How exciting his life would become, but in the end, these were only fantasy’s till one day. [I am 'The Game Sudio System'! Bind yourself to me and you will become the biggest publisher & developer to have ever existed!] "But I don’t know how to program or run a business." [...] "Can‘t you change what System you're?“ [.......] "System-san?.." It’s a story about Nei and his way to conquer the world of games. Making Blizzard shudder, Riot riot and Rockstar.. well.

Reality was not discovered. It was constructed out of seven fundamental lies to keep the universe from collapsing into pure entropy. At the highest level of existence sits a hidden government that doesn't just rule the world, it defines it. Follow Vincere as he discovers the horrifying truth: that natural laws of physics, time, and human memory are nothing more than mathematical errors sustained by a coward’s will to keep the Void at bay. Caught between a cold, indifferent Truth and a merciful, protective Lie, Vincere tries to forge a third path. But in a universe governed by entropy, creating meaning might make you the next Tyrant. "Truth is the residue of what is remembered, not what is known." For thousands of years, humanity has lived under the protection of the Seven Founding Lies pillars of false reality engineered to keep the universe from screaming. But a lie believed is the truest thing in the world, until the framework begins to fracture. And the echoes of entropy are getting louder." In a world where reality is simply an agreement, power is nothing without permission. # Psychological # thriller # philisophical # scifi #conceptual horror #dystopian

Synopsis: In a cosmos governed by unfathomable hierarchies, the Originverse Sect stands supreme—ruling over stars, galaxies, multiverses, and beyond. At its peak sits a being of immeasurable age and power: Xerath Aeonshade, the Ninth-Level Eternal Sub-Entity and Founding Ancestor of the sect. Having slumbered for untold epochs, Xerath exists beyond mortality, with countless avatars spread across the realms. His influence is law, his will eternal. But when an unknown fragment from a realm beyond the Eternalverse awakens within him, his cultivation surges to a terrifying threshold—half-step Eternal. As the balance trembles, forbidden forces begin to stir, and forgotten destinies awaken. What follows is a cosmic upheaval that threatens even the highest laws of existence. --

'The Golden Sun has set.' The Arin family was hunted to near extinction after the fall of their dynasty. Decades after the rebellion, the remaining members along with their retainers were found and slain to the last man. Almost. Lucian, the youngest grandson of the deposed emperor, had survived. Having been born on the run, all he knew his entire life was weakness. Thus, he resolved himself to be strong. Strong enough to avenge his family. Strong enough to take back what was his. Strong enough to live as he wished. The Golden sun would rise again.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"