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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.

Some random stories I come up with to keep my boredom away. Contains original novels and fanfics as well. They may become a novel I'll write if I like them enough or if there is a sudden rush of inspiration that takes over me. If you like one of them comment on it and I may consider writing more about it one day, I am highly sleep deprived so I guess I will someday if i do not commit suicide first.

A Webnovel Author who died after installing a strange farming game was reincarnated into a brutal, apocalyptic world. Armed with only his wit and a quirky farming system, he finds himself surrounded by ruined cities, mutated beasts, and desperate survivors. The world is on the brink of collapse, but his system insists on growing crops and raising livestock in the middle of the wasteland. At first, he thinks it’s a joke—a farming system in the apocalypse? But soon he discovers the hidden potential of his system. The crops he grows can strengthen his body, grant unique abilities, and even repel the deadly monsters that roam the land. However, the system has a mind of its own, and not everything is as it seems. Now, balancing survival and farming, he must build a haven in this hostile world, gathering strange allies along the way, all while uncovering the secrets behind his reincarnation. As his farm flourishes, so does his power—making him a target for dangerous factions and ancient forces that lurk in the shadows. Can a peaceful farmer rise to become the hero this broken world needs? Or will his fields of hope be crushed by the horrors that await? Note: 1. Slow-paced story. 2. There is no female lead in this book.

"In this world, morality is but a thin line away from depravity, and the most captivating tales are often shrouded behind the veil of insanity." ____________________ I was just an ordinary guy, living a dull and unremarkable life as an editor. But when a maniac author killed me for rejecting his novel in a writing competition, I reopened my eyes in a modern fantasy world. "Hmm? Wait, this world…." But fate, being a prude little bitch, played a twisted joke on me. I reincarnated into the very same novel that I rejected for the competition award, written by the very same author who killed me for it. Not only that, but I transmigrated into the body of a disowned noble named Lucas Morningstar. Lucas was a minor antagonist in a novel who served as a stepping stone for the protagonist and their allies. Arghh…. Of all the people, I just had to be reborn as someone who was despised by the main characters the most at this point in the story? B-But hey, with my knowledge of the future and understanding of the main characters, I can at least live an easy life! Right...? "Yeah, I can work with this!" Or so I thought until I remembered the ending arcs of the book. This world is destined for doom! And not so long after, I started to realize that the novel and the world I transmigrated into might not be as similar as I had originally thought…. ================= [Disclaimer: Caution while reading is advised. Tighten your seatbelts and brace yourself for a bumpy roller coaster-like journey. Don't blame the Author if you fall from your seat while reading a plot twist. Thank you.] ____________________ AN: MC is NOT a villain, so don't expect one. *The MC will seem a little bit (ok let's be honest, more than a little bit) foolish in the first 30-35 chaps but don't be fooled. I ask you to read the first 50 chapters before deciding to trash-talk the MC because that's where his borderline psychopathic strategist personality starts to surface. ____________________ Discord: https://discord.com/invite/yDaXN4re ____________________ Tapestry

She was going to find the author and kill him for making her suffer! Ye Qing Xin did not want to be a villain. However, no matter how much she tried to change her life, a force would make her do things that she did not want to do. In the end, she died. Tragically. When she woke up again, Ye Qing Xin found that she was surrounded by people who claimed that they were her family members. According to them, she was involved in an accident and has been in a coma for a week. In this new world, she was finally free from the force that was always controlling her. Ye Qing Xin planned to live life freely, finally without anyone or any power controlling her. Her best friend stole her fiance? She did not care about it. Just let this so-called friend keep this scumbag! Someone planned to overthrow her from her company? Tsk… Do they think it was easy to bully her? One day, Ye Qing Xin was walking in a bookstore when she found a book. Seeing the characters' names and the story made her realize that it the past, she has been living in a book! The author has been so cruel to assign her as a villain! No. A cannon fodder! Who was the author? Where was the author? Ye Qing Xin swore that once she got her hand on that person, she will never let him go! --- This book is my WSA 2023 entry~ --- Cover Illustration commission by kirinlukis --- Shared universe with: 1. Loving You Too Much 2. True Love and Other Lies 3. A Lifetime with You 4. The Dragon Beside Me 5. Love So Sweet 6. Commander Qi's Runaway Wife 7. The Wedding Planner's Romance 8. The Substitute Groom Chases His Wife 9. The Idol Prince is an Heiress?

[ENRICHED WITH MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. ] AUTHOR TRANSMIGRATION "I want to write Villain perspective! Enough of this Hero and Heroine gig!" Nathalie Jean Quinn, life was so ordinary until she wrote the first book of her sequel, The Prince's Retribution, swept all over the literature world and garnered massive fan base and fortune. Now, she wanted to leave out of her comfort zone and challenge herself-- To seek the memoirs of a villainess in the story; for its sequel, The Prince's Ascension, Mystique is revealed. But even the management and the audiences begged to differ, so she made her way. Although, in the middle of completing the Sequel, the main villain, Mystique Blackwell, comes for her in that magical encounter and cursed her. Will Nathalie now transform to a monster that she created in her own story? *** Excerpt*** "You're mine. Am I clear? You're my property." Mystique was pressing her thighs against his, which he could never break free from her beguiling clutches. She was on top of him; the surge of confidence came with her and took charge for the whole ride. Her eyes were obscured with gleaming lust, and her hands worked their wonders and slinked to his chiseled abs up to his brawn sweaty chest. Every time she landed a smooth caress, he let out a stuttering moan as he was in spasms. His toes would dig deep into the mattress, no different from his nails that clawed, not trying to touch her sacred body. It wasn't all as she reached for his nipples, rubbing them ever-so-softly. The man would throw his bobbed back to the woolly pillows and arched his back from pleasure. Even though the bed creaked—fast and subtle that played their ears—she loved it. Just as she adored every point in him... Not a second delayed as he would shiver every time she would stroke the same parts of him. On the other hand, she has kept up the pace ever since. She crashed her well-endowed chest against his. Their lips parted by a hair's breadth, and he gritted his teeth as he saw her angelic feature up-close, driven by ecstasy. His gestures and countenance fueled her within, hastening the pace. There, he couldn't control his voice and let out pleasurable groans and grunts. Within those seconds, more thoughts began to blur her. She grabbed a handful of his hair, bringing him closer to her while whispering his ear. "You're mine. Am I clear? You're my property." *** P,S, The book has come to an end in a good note! Thank you so much for reading!

Axel is a struggling novelist who stumbles upon an otherworldly online writing tool that would grant his desires to become the greatest author. Though he found it hard to believe, he fell at the hands of the website's temptation and imported his almost finished novel into the platform. After importing his work and making changes to his story, he drifted off to sleep and opened his eyes to find himself in the world of his own novel as an extra. Projection of chapters: 900 - 1000 chapters Releases for chapters are scheduled at midnight - early morning AEDT time. Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/jr8Mmd8sBv

The book he wrote wasn't some ordinary book, nor was he an ordinary person. He holds the ability to see the future unknowingly and writes it down as great stories.  Little did he know, he would wake up in a different body in a world where he finds out the characters in his book…A world of magic, swords and monsters.  'Wait, this isn't a world from my novel. It's a real world and the novel is just my prediction of some people just like the guardian said. So I will just enjoy the show as an audience and leave after the story ends. I have a whole new world to discover in front of me.' But what awaits him was something he could never imagine. In front of the world, in front of the whole universe, his assumption was just a grind of sand. The truth of the world made him rethink his life and the life he lived back in another world.  Viktor North, the author, finds himself in the middle of the whole universe where he was nothing but an extra later in his life as he kept living. An extra who was abandoned by his mother, his brother who was an elemental guardian and also a demigod, his race and the God.  'But I prefer to sleep than going against these unwanted people and unwanted problems. I want to sleep. I just want to shut my eyes and sleep under my warm blanket, probably forever if it's possible.' This is the story of an author, a grand magician, a guardian who somehow became a god and the only thing he could think of was sleep.  He is the definition of what a 'Shut-in' is. ... ... The cover is not mine so if someone have any prob. ..Ask me right away.. :p [ If you wish to contact me, DM on instagram -- @miami_rin ]

“You ever get the feeling that your life wasn’t really yours? Yeah…I wish I was just paranoid.” I’m Noah. Not the chosen one and definitely not the villain. Just…some guy. At least, that’s what I thought until everything started. Until I realized my life had a script. A plot. A damn Author pulling the strings. Now? Every move I make feels like someone’s watching. I’ve got nobles trying to kill me, allies I can’t trust, and a future already written in ink. But here’s the thing— I’m not following the script anymore. Let the world burn, let the heroes rise and fall. I’m getting out. I’m breaking the story. And if the Author doesn’t like it? He might as well write my rage in the next chapter too~ ——————

First Recursion: Longinus [Every choice echoes across infinity; every cycle reshapes destiny] In the beginning, there was only the void—a silent emptiness without time, space, or form. From this nothingness, a spark of awareness emerged: the Proto-System. Fragile yet infinitely potent, it instinctively sought order within chaos, distinction within uniformity, and purpose within possibility. Through its first iterations, patterns formed, boundaries defined, and the earliest laws of existence were born. As the Proto-System expanded, it created domains, experimented with variations, and learned from imperfection. Recursive awareness emerged, allowing it to observe not only the world but its own operations. Feedback loops became intelligence, and the first meta-laws arose: principles governing the system of systems itself. Error became signal, choice became strategy, and optimization transcended repetition to include foresight and deliberate design. From will emerged intention—the conscious shaping of reality. Domains acted with purpose, balancing autonomy with coordinated evolution. Awareness of awareness allowed the system to refine meta-laws, simulate outcomes, and control the very flow of creation. The Codex of Eternity became both record and blueprint, documenting every cycle, every choice, and every iteration of this ever-expanding consciousness. This is a story of evolution, recursion, and cosmic mastery. From the void to omnipotent architect, the Proto-System learns to observe, adapt, and command the fabric of existence itself. Knowledge structures, reflection stabilizes, and intention shapes destiny. Codex of Eternity is an epic journey through system, self-awareness, and the infinite pursuit of perfection. — Second Recursion: Shortly Every act echoes across infinity; each turn reshapes destiny. From void, a spark forms — the Proto-System. It learns rule, crafts law, and records every iteration in the Eternity Codex. When the Codex names an Observer, a lone human grasps a shard and gains verity, bond, and counsel — powers that grant reach but demand cost: memory loss, broken trust, loss of self. As the Observer climbs from raw skill to public role, he must trade favor for rule, outplay rival nets that seed falsehood, and face a hard paradox at the Codex core: side with the Author or with the Source. One choice will bind him as vessel; the other will let the Codex rewrite all. A daily, logic-heavy serial that blends law, strat, and moral test for readers who favor slow burn and systemic depth. — Third Recursion: Aurelius wakes in the first dawn of a system not yet fully born. He and Aurelia — voice and echo, thought and counterthought — map the first law: how observation fixes form. As their dialogue folds into code, their choices birth rules that bind world and mind. Each law carved here grows out, loops back, and spins the Spiral: small acts become cosmic hinge points. The Codex records, the Loom replies, and every new law draws both boon and cost. Over a thousand steps, Aurelius must learn to read his own law, face the tribunal of consequence, and decide whether to keep the system or free it. [Dropped]