dying to put a face to the name

Synopsis: The Bastion of the Twelve (The Final Descent) ​The Bastion of the Twelve is a metaphysical epic tracing the journey of Haoran and Yuxiao as they lead a sanctuary of outcasts through the Forbidden Deep. The Archive, a divine machine of absolute order, treats their existence as a "narrative error" that must be corrected through total erasure. ​The heart of the story lies in the sanctuary’s Metallurgical Metamorphosis, where the city’s physical shell transforms through periodic elements to counter divine protocols. From the Tellurium Logic-Engines to the Thorium Nuclear Hearts, each transformation is a desperate attempt to stay written on the page of existence. ​The Tragedy of the Twin-Logic ​The core conflict is not just between the sanctuary and the Archive, but within the "Lattice of Will" that binds Haoran and Yuxiao. To protect the refugees, they must merge their souls into the city’s core, becoming the very syntax that holds the world together. However, the Archive’s final protocol—the Absolute Paradox—is designed to turn the two pillars of the sanctuary against one another. ​The Climax: The 5,000th Gate ​As the sanctuary reaches the final threshold of the 5,000th chapter, the Archive forces a "Resolution." The divine logic dictates that for the refugees to transition into a new, safe universe, the "Authors" of the rebellion—Haoran and Yuxiao—must be purged to balance the cosmic scales. ​The story concludes in a devastating Zero-Sum Strike: ​The Final Betrayal: Under the weight of the Archive’s corruption, the two protagonists are forced into a terminal duel. Their powers, which once resonated in perfect harmony, become polar opposites—one of absolute density and the other of absolute void. ​The Mutual Sacrifice: Realizing that the only way to break the Archive’s cycle is to leave the narrative entirely, they choose to kill each other simultaneously. By dying at each other’s hands, they create a "Logical Void" that the Creator God cannot fill. ​The Legacy: Their blood fuels the final transformation of the sanctuary into a Trans-Finite Realm, a world without a master. The refugees survive, but the book closes on the image of Haoran and Yuxiao’s armor drifting in the deep, locked in a final, lethal embrace. ​The book ends not with a victory, but with a Final Punctuation—the protagonists become the martyrs of their own story, ensuring that while they perish, their words remain unerasable.

[The pampering story has ended] For a hundred million, he bought her. "From today onward, you're mine, in body and soul." The man held her, declaring dominantly like an emperor. ... ... Lucas Walker: Xiaoye, you are the rib that God took out of me. Xiaoye: I spit, it is you who is the rib, your whole family is the rib. Baby A: Mommy, is a rib the same as a spare rib? Baby B: I like sweet and sour flavor.

[Invincible, showoff, face-slapping, feelgood] "Who is richer? Sorry, Every watch I have is worth billions. Money is just a number to me!" "Wanna fight? Fine, I won't even use my hands and feet. I've never lost a fight in my life!" "You like me? Sorry, even a cruise ship is not big enough to hold all the women I have. Haven't you seen the princess of Anenida lining up for me?" With the invincible system, everything can be easily accomplished. Please don't show off in front of me. I have a nickname called Face-slapping Zhang!

Jiang Chengxuan accidentally transmigrated to the immortal cultivation world and accidentally obtained the immortal cultivation heritage. However, his qualifications were really low, and after a hundred years of hard work, he was still unable to advance to the Foundation Establishment Realm. Just when he was discouraged, he came to a mortal city in silence, ready to end his life. That was when he got the long-awaited cheats. Detected that the host has achieved 100 years of immortal cultivation, hereby granting a life extension fruit, which can increase the life expectancy by one year. The next achievement task was now issued. Please complete the quest a hundred times. Complete it to achieve the honor of completing the quest a hundred times and you can get a chance to complete the quest smoothly. Ding! Please complete 100 times of technique practice, and achieve it to obtain a sense of perfection in technique inheritance jade talisman. Please complete 100 times of energy training to enhance the foundation bone. Please complete 100 times of talisman-making achievements... Please complete 100 times of enlightenment achievement... Please complete 100 times of alchemy achievement... Please complete 100 times of poisoning achievement... Please... Unknowingly, when Jiang Chengxuan heard the system's prompt again, he was told that there were no more achievements worthy of him to complete, because his existence itself was already an achievement that could never be surpassed.

【Children, remember this. Among the fortunes of heaven and earth, three parts are the essence of literature, seven parts are martial, and one part determines the fate of the realm!】 【...10...3+7+1... Hey? Ancestor, something seems off?】

=== WSA 2025 - Silver Prize Winner === Discord: https://discord.gg/3q2GJdk27D ============================ Way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals. And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army. Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too. My Talent's Name Was Generator. Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like. So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me? Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back. I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.

Roland awakens with the memories of the life before his transmigration and gets a soul-bound card which makes him a good writer. He takes part in a national writing contest and submits his writing. But after hearing that the old king has died and there will be a new empress, he is overwhelmed by a wave of panic. Because the title of his work is Oh My, the Empress Is Pregnant, Who's the Father?

=== WSA 2025 === Lange, lange und sehr lange bevor ich überhaupt geboren wurde, wurde meine Welt überfallen. Eigentlich nicht nur meine Welt, mein gesamtes verdammtes Universum wurde von einem anderen überrannt, angeführt von einer einzigen Rasse, die sich selbst die Ewigen nannten. Und sie waren vorbereitet. Sehr gut vorbereitet. Jedes Leben, das wir im Krieg gegen sie verloren, wurde von ihnen genutzt. Sie töteten die Menschen nicht nur, sie fingen ihre Seelen ein, schmiedeten sie zu Phantomen und nutzten die Seelen, um Bestien in Abscheulichkeiten zu verwandeln. Unsere Toten wurden zu ihrer Armee. Dreihundert Jahre später wurde ich geboren. Ein Typ mit viel zu viel Energie. Stillsitzen? Unmöglich. Es langsam angehen? Nicht möglich. Ich war immer in Bewegung, immer bereit, in Aktion zu treten. Dann erwachte ich und bekam auch ein Talent. Mein Talent hieß Generator. Deswegen ging mir nie die Energie aus. Niemals. Meine Muskeln? Aufgeladen. Meine Heilung? Schneller. Meine Ausdauer? Bitte, ich hatte keine Ahnung, wie sich Müdigkeit überhaupt anfühlte. Wenn das Universum also einen endlosen Krieg auf mich werfen wollte? Fein. Ich würde alles, was ich hatte, zurückwerfen. Ich wurde nicht als Held geboren. Wollte nie einer sein. Aber dieser Krieg? Es war nicht mehr nur der Kampf meines Universums. Es war meiner. Die Ewigen stellten das sicher, als sie die Seelen meiner Eltern nahmen.

Qin Huai a été transporté dans un mystérieux monde fantastique où les démons étaient omniprésents et les héros émergeaient. Il n'avait ni passé ni qualifications de cultivation jusqu'au jour où il est devenu apprenti dans une boutique de médicaments et a commencé à cultiver avec ses compagnons apprentis. Il a découvert que les orbes d'expérience tombaient en fait de son maître et de ses frères. Il a appris à broyer des médicaments avec ses frères. "Ding! Expérience 'Art Médicinal' +3 !" Son Maître et ses frères pratiquaient les arts martiaux. "Ding! Vous avez ramassé une 'Essence de Cultivation du Qi (Blanc)', expérience de 'Cultivation du Qi' +3 !" Il a tué les bandits dans les montagnes et a récupéré leur cultivation. "Ding! Expérience 'Technique de Respiration Astringente' +13 !" Son maître a dit que la technique n'était pas bonne pour attaquer, avait une limite de cultivation et ne pouvait que prolonger la vie. Mais quand Qin Huai a ramassé l'expérience jusqu'à ce que la Technique de Respiration Astringente soit 50 fois plus puissante, son corps a subi un changement énorme. Une douce poussée de sa main était comme une vague. Il pouvait maintenant attaquer et défendre. Les gens disaient que lorsque deux méthodes de cultivation s'affrontaient, continuer à cultiver conduirait à la mort du cultivateur. Cependant, quand Qin Huai ramassait l'expérience et sautait directement le processus de cultivation, il a découvert qu'il n'y avait pas d'effets secondaires du tout ! Lorsque Qin Huai a pratiqué de plus en plus de méthodes de cultivation, il a soudainement découvert que ces méthodes interagissaient entre elles dans son corps et devenaient des compétences plus puissantes. ... Qin Huai, qui pouvait ramasser de l'expérience, a commencé à errer parmi les grandes puissances. Il a vu la chair repousser sur les os blancs et les morts revenir à la vie. Il a vu des démons cuisiner 10 000 personnes et exsuder une énergie extrêmement maléfique. Il a vu la statue de Bouddha chanter dans le temple. Le Sanskrit résonnait comme un mantra. Qin Huai ramassait silencieusement de l'expérience afin de s'établir dans ce monde chaotique.

Not my story not my translation just post it so I can read when I go somewhere with no internet thanks Xu Zifan climbed to the top circle from the slums, and eventually became a boss level figure, who knew that once he crossed, he became a male cannon fodder! However, it doesn’t matter, he still wants to be the Big Boss, and whoever doesn’t have eyes will be turned into a slag in seconds! An idol was destroyed by a reborn woman? Start a company to cherish you! The real daughter of a rich family despises the childhood sweetheart? It doesn’t matter. I’ll have more fun with the fake daughter~ A slag father gave his property to the half-brother? Give at will… How does bankruptcy feel, President? Should strive in every life to be the Big Boss!