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Skaviouz

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A figure in the night.

2017-07-02 đã tham giaUnited States
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Treasure Thy World

I died and got a small renumeration. Who expects to be Isekaied into the Balancing My Support Magic and Summoning Magic In A Different World (WN) by Yokotsuka Tsukasa Is this going to be an Overpowered Self Insert story? Well, I guess. It was cannon to have R18. Will I do that? Well, I think so. In cannon, the protagonist is a wuss, am I going to continue that? Well, no, but I want an evolution to that point - happens early in the story. How much am I going to write? Well, I am notorious in the continuation of writing in general, so any bullshit promise I make would be a lie at this point while writing this exact sentence. How am I going to differentiate between cannon and the new MC? I am going to briefly info dump some parts into the early chapters. I have removed excess boilerplate and words. I would like to mention I have always liked simple system stories such as this, where the system was almost secondary to the nature of the story. It's important, but it literally does not directly effect the world.

Skaviouz · Sách&Văn học
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12 Chs

The story of the Hostel and Resource Simulator

Subtitle: Forts, Finance, Farms, Factories, Factions, Faith, Foundation and Fighting. I have always like 4X games, but everything changed when I tried this 8F game. I was addicted and did not plan to stop. I have never played a game that was so different from real life, but so alike. It was when I realized that paper currency from some computer-generated NPC had serial numbers attached when it hit me. The game tracked the serial numbers on the virtual currencies in the game. Game developers do not just add boilerplate and unnecessary content to be processed when players receive no stimulation from it. What started as me thinking of a city simulator ended up being what ever I could imagine. I could live life on the country side breeding horses or playing match maker as a village chief. Turning a region into a vineyard could lead to either death from bandits or becoming an aristocrat in one fell swoop. I even tried counterfeiting and other nefarious things in the game. The game had some exaggerations, learning magic or becoming god for example. Monsters spawn randomly, events where the environment mysteriously improve, non-renewable resources can now regenerate, or portals open and allow waves of monsters to invade like a tower defense. It reminded me of that game where you are only having fun when you lose, but this game still allowed the unexpected. You could just teleport away from danger or become a skeleton or spirit after death and start a new adventure as an undead wanting revenge on the dragon that killed you. However, I did not know. This was an alpha test and something had plans for me to try the beta next. I was taken from my reality and placed in an Alternate Universe (AU). --- The world is filled with war, martial arts, cultivation, dao, magic, psychic, and other energy forces. I wake to find the previous me who lost everything. Everything was in ruins or tatters; whether it would be family, loved ones, dreams, or even my situation. With my only allies being a fiancee I do not trust and my personal magical ability, I decide to rely on my new memories.

Skaviouz · Huyền huyễn
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2 Chs

Portal Empire

To fight against the future Apocalypse and metastasis. Jim incarnated his consciousness from the future after his death. To fight against the future he knew. The metastasis didn't bring the Apocalypse like many stories might lead you to believe; governments still operates, food isn't a problem, guns still kill for the most part, economy is flourishing with new industries, and mutants are killed before they can revolt. My name is Jim Lars… I had been working on my Master's in electronic engineering with a year left to complete when the Apocalypse hit. My campus caught fire… It was later theorized that it was caused by a newly awakened. I had also discovered my own ability. It was utterly awful and weak for an ability, but I didn't give up. I practiced at all hours in the day. While studying I would multitask with training. While eating I would train. While walking I would train. While sleeping I would rest, but I never slept in. I had gained my current status through effort, but others were jealous even through they never placed any effort. Even the self proclaimed mortals had ridiculous results with effort to train nonsensical ideas. It was even proven that anyone could make fireballs with a month of nonstop effort, whether they were mortals or not. But ability users had inborn gifts for their ability... I woke up from my dream, rubbing my eyes...

Skaviouz · Khoa học viễn tưởng
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3 Chs

The evolution of the Rabbit God

A prison was destroyed one afternoon by a "random" meteorite. Scientists from the department of X at Y University had initially measured the projected meteorite to be of "inconsequential" importance, but the measuring equipment had a malfunction which lead to the confirmed deaths of 22 death row convicts, 1407 minimum security convicts, 115 guards, 32 prison workers, and 85 visitors. The meteorite was the Avatar of Johnathan, the God of death from another world. Terra; the Goddess of earth, from Earth; used the last of her divine energy to reincarnate the victims to that other world, to steal the other world's essence and bring it back upon their death. Rick Stephens was exempt from Terra's protection due to his ancestors being the desecrators of her last believers, which led to her current weakness and inability to protect the Earth from other worlds. Andrew; the God of fate, from the void; pitied the soul who was damned by a God for his worldly possessions, his body he received on birth. Rick, let karma determine your fate. Oh, you once rescued a rabbit?

Skaviouz · Huyền huyễn
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6 Chs