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J_a_zzy

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I write when I am drunk

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Ultra-Level Weeb: Rise in an Awakened World

A world awakened by mana. A mountain. A dead young adult. And one dangerously overqualified weeb who sees that combination and thinks: “Holy shit… did I just transmigrate?” When Earth’s most delusional anime addict dies—or maybe just gets absurdly lucky—he wakes up in the body of Maximus Falkner, a half-dead student stranded on a mountain in the mana-powered world of Sureka. No cheat artifact. No ancient grandpa hiding inside a ring. Just a cracked phone, a dysfunctional family held together by debt and passive aggression, and a suspicious amount of Main Character Energy. Armed with severe Main Character Delusion Disorder (MCDD), questionable morals, and enough webnovel knowledge to qualify as a public safety hazard, Max does what any reasonable transmigrator would do: Immediately declares the world his property. Unfortunately, reality has other plans. His new life comes bundled with a hostile household, a tragic backstory nobody ordered, a body with the survival instincts of expired yogurt, and a magic system built on mysterious runes that supposedly take geniuses entire lifetimes to understand. There’s just one tiny problem. Max… somehow understands them. Now dropped into a world of mana users, battle mages, magical academies, and enough opportunities for chaos to make fate nervous, Max sets out to become what he was obviously born to be: The protagonist. Not a noble hero. Not humanity’s savior. Just an unapologetic, genre-savvy menace chasing power, revenge, questionable ambitions, and a dangerously unhealthy amount of confidence. Because in a world where people train for decades to master mana… A delusional weeb with accidental talent might just be the most terrifying plot twist of all. WARNING: Read at your own risk. Seriously. This story contains everything from R-18 content to full-on degeneracy fuel. We’re talking: Violence? Yep. Dark humor? Absolutely. Questionable life choices? Constantly. Morally unstable protagonists with reality issues? You better believe it. Mana, magic, chaos, delusions of grandeur, and weaponized weeb logic? In unhealthy quantities. Also yes, this story does not politely stop at “mild mature themes.” It casually vaults over that line, sets up camp on the other side, and starts charging rent. Expect mature themes, crude humor, dysfunctional characters, unhealthy amounts of genre self-awareness, morally gray—or outright morally missing—decision making, and content ranging from comedy to darker territory depending on how hard the plot decides to throw hands that day. If you came looking for wholesome inspirational heroism… You may be in the wrong webnovel. If you came looking for an unhinged mana-world trainwreck starring a delusional transmigrated weeb convinced he's the protagonist of existence itself— Welcome aboard. haracter reference images, artwork, updates, and other bonus content: https://discord.gg/kJZhhcQmyQ

J_a_zzy · Fantasy
133 Chs

Warrior Training System

Cassian Ven Dyke, the bastard son of a powerful ducal family, grew up in the slums of Veldora under the care of his father figure, sword master Russel. When Russel passed away, Cassian was left with only a silver necklace as his inheritance. After putting it on, Cassian was attacked by three psychotic thugs who tortured him in an attempt to steal the necklace. Refusing to give in, Cassian was ultimately stabbed through the heart with the very same necklace. Instead of dying, he mysteriously vanished as the necklace lodged itself in his heart. Just before disappearing, he heard an eerie message echo in his mind: [True mana detected. Origin: Human...] [Human detected. Compatibility with system: Confirmed.] * * * * * * Discord : https://discord.gg/VYpeADXd38

J_a_zzy · Action
553 Chs

The Omnistore System

Discord link :-https://discord.gg/VYpeADXd38 join for character artworks *ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear. "Hello..." he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth. "Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?" a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab. The boy, referred to as the "Pissed-up Prat" by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, "Who is this?" "What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!" the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent. The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked. As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state. The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine. Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, "Whose shop is this?" In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind. [The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]

J_a_zzy · Fantasy
492 Chs

Saga of The Night God

................. “7.9 billion people, 3.8 billion of them are women. I saw millions of them in my lifetime, talked with thousands, known hundreds.” Yelled the man, while raising his hand toward the sky. “And...not a single...pussy for me…..god…why.” And burst out in tears. [5 minutes Before ] The person yelling at the god Erwin Tynan is a successful corporate slave because of his well-paid job at a multinational company. He had just had a dinner meeting with his slave colleagues and was waiting for his ride. Standing under the lamppost while enjoying the winter night, he said, "What a beautiful night," and pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. And continued with a sigh, “sigh, it will become more beautiful if I have someone as beautiful as this night in my arms. " Saying this, he searched for a lighter in his pocket but couldn't find it. Suddenly, a hooded person approached Erwin while he was searching his pockets and pulled out a lighter from his jacket. Seeing the man approaching him suddenly Erwin was surprised and, seeing the lighter in the person's hand, he saiThanksanks man” And leaned forward to light his cigarette. Lighting his cigarette, he tries to get a glimpse of a person's face. After seeing the face, he was astonished. Because under the hood. It was a beautiful girl. Her skin was white as snow, her hair black as night, and her crystal red eyes and blood-soaked lips were challenging the night's beauty. Her expression was colder than ice and they enhanced her beauty more. But there was something wrong here because Erwin's astonished face was now grim. And had a wound on his stomach that certainly came from the knife in a woman’s hand. “Why?” he said painfully and fell over. ....... Discord link :- https://discord.gg/WNGARAePs2 join for character artworks

J_a_zzy · Fantasy
181 Chs