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In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time? Release Schedule: 14 chs / week *There is something wrong with the system. We are currently working on it right now. Thank you for your patience and support.*

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.

One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques. However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed...

[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.

One must always sacrifice something to strive for survival in this world. But when all that is sacrificed becomes meaningless, turned into a toy for others to freely squander, with no compensation paid. Then, the Bounty Mercenary Group does not mind resorting to their own hands, and collecting the interest they're rightfully owed!

Driver Ye Chen travels through worlds and gains a selection system. Randomly activating special passenger selection missions. A beautiful president rewards with a limited edition Pagani sports car, Charm Value +10 billion Group president. A second-tier actress, Gulfstream G550 luxury private jet, acting skills +10...

One day, Wang Ping joined a transmigrators' group chat, where each member could randomly transmigrate to different worlds and obtain their own exclusive cheats. Wang Ping thought he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life... "Wait, 60 out of 67 group members went offline? What happened?" "Ding, one group member was eliminated. Chen Kang, who joined the group chat at the same time as you, has died. He didn't survive for even ten seconds. All group members, please take this as a warning." Wang Ping was stunned, instantly realizing that this transmigrators' group chat was a huge scam, with a high mortality rate among its members. Death could happen in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, Wang Ping awakened the Life Simulator! "Ding, Life Simulator activated, talent refreshing..." "Congratulations to the host for obtaining the golden talent—Holy Body, the legendary talent—Space-Time Celestial Body, and the legendary talent—Becoming Stronger By Taking In Disciples."

=== 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.

Un jour, Wang Ping a rejoint un groupe de chat de transmigrants, où chaque membre pouvait transmigrer aléatoirement vers différents mondes et obtenir ses propres avantages exclusifs. Wang Ping pensait qu'il était sur le point d'atteindre le sommet de sa vie... "Attendez, 60 membres sur 67 sont hors ligne ? Que s'est-il passé ?" "Ding, un membre du groupe a été éliminé. Chen Kang, qui a rejoint le groupe de chat en même temps que vous, est décédé. Il n'a pas survécu plus de dix secondes. Tous les membres du groupe, veuillez prendre ceci comme un avertissement." Wang Ping était stupéfait, réalisant instantanément que ce groupe de chat de transmigrants était une vaste arnaque, avec un taux de mortalité élevé parmi ses membres. La mort pouvait survenir en un clin d'œil. Heureusement, Wang Ping a éveillé le Simulateur de Vie ! "Ding, Simulateur de Vie activé, actualisation des talents..." "Félicitations à l'hôte pour avoir obtenu le talent doré—Corps Saint, le talent légendaire—Corps Céleste de l'Espace-Temps, et le talent légendaire—Devenir Plus Fort En Prenant Des Disciples."

Um dia, Wang Ping entrou em um grupo de chat de transmigrados, onde cada membro podia transmigrar aleatoriamente para diferentes mundos e obter suas próprias trapaças exclusivas. Wang Ping pensou que estava prestes a atingir o auge de sua vida... "Espera, 60 dos 67 membros do grupo ficaram offline? O que aconteceu?" "Ding, um membro do grupo foi eliminado. Chen Kang, que entrou no grupo de chat ao mesmo tempo que você, morreu. Ele não sobreviveu nem por dez segundos. Todos os membros do grupo, por favor, tomem isso como um aviso." Wang Ping ficou atônito, percebendo instantaneamente que este grupo de chat de transmigrados era uma grande farsa, com uma alta taxa de mortalidade entre seus membros. A morte poderia acontecer num piscar de olhos. Felizmente, Wang Ping despertou o Simulador de Vida! "Ding, Simulador de Vida ativado, atualizando talentos..." "Parabéns ao anfitrião por obter o talento dourado—Corpo Sagrado, o talento lendário—Corpo Celestial do Espaço-Tempo, e o talento lendário—Ficar Mais Forte Ao Aceitar Discípulos."