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Project Sovereign

Max Hall's life is a collection of missing pieces. His parents, vanished. His girlfriend, gone without a word. His own future, a casualty of mediocrity and grief. He's not living; he's just waiting for the end credits. The story changes on a day like any other. A glitch in his vision. A shimmering, holographic interface materializes, offering an absurd proposition: skills, talents, genius... for cash. It's the kind of thing you'd see in a bad video game, an insultingly simple solution to a life of complex pain. On a desperate whim, he cashes in his last few dollars for a shot. A beginner's talent in financial analysis. Suddenly, the chaotic noise of the stock market becomes a symphony he can conduct. A few dollars become a fortune. A fortune becomes an empire. In a rush of stolen knowledge, he masters sciences, arts, and industries overnight. The world sees a titan, a phantom prodigy rewriting the rules of success. But Max sees only a means to an end. The wealth isn't for a life of luxury. It's for an investigation on a scale no government could sanction, a private war against the silence that swallowed his life. He's pulling at the threads of a simple missing persons case, but what begins to unravel is a conspiracy that defies logic. The clues lead him away from cold cases and towards impossible artifacts. They hint at forgotten histories and fringe sciences that shouldn't work, but do. He realizes he isn't just looking for a kidnapper. He's on a collision course with a truth that will not only explain what happened to his family, but will rewrite the rules of reality itself. And the System, his ticket out of mediocrity, might just be the most terrifying clue of all.
GourdMan · 1.8k Views

The God of Veyron

The planet is called Veyron. It’s twenty times larger than Earth — a colossal, sprawling world where the land breathes magic, the skies are heavy with energy, and the space between civilizations is measured in weeks. At its heart lies the only great human civilization: The Grand Empire. The Grand Human Empire The Human Empire is vast and tightly organized. It is divided into eight territories, each governed by one of the Eight Supremes of Humanity — individuals of unmatched power and absolute authority. Every citizen is born within a territory and inherits its name as a surname. Example: Ares of Zhagrova (citizen of the Territory of Zhagrova) Each territory has its own institutions, laws, and military force, but all answer to the unified authority of the Empire and its Supremes. The Walls of the Empire The entire Empire is enclosed by enormous walls, so tall they block out the sky in some regions. Their origins are ancient and unknown, but what matters is this: they still stand, and they serve as a barrier between the human lands and the rest of the planet. The walls are not sealed shut. There are guarded gateways at key locations, and anyone may exit legally — as long as they pay a toll. No permits required. No noble blood. If you can pay, you can leave. Re-entry is also possible, though monitored and taxed. The World Beyond Outside the walls, the world is untamed — vast, dangerous, but alive. Several intelligent races inhabit the lands beyond: Elves – allies of the humans. They live in sacred forests and wield natural elemental magic. Gnomes – short, brilliant craftsmen and masters of runic technology. Giants – reclusive and ancient, they dwell in high mountain ranges. Beastkin – hybrid tribes, some hostile, some neutral, scattered across forests and plains. Magical Beasts – born from raw world energy. Once they reach King grade, they can take on a human form. Devils – cunning, powerful beings from another plane, often enemies of mankind. Nyther – entities born of the Void between Space and Time. Their powers can’t be measured, and they can temporarily absorb others’ elements. Lunari – nocturnal beings with inherited memory. They recall fragments of past lives and control long-lost elements like Aether and Silence. All contact with these races happens outside the walls — in neutral zones, contested borders, or mixed cities built through trade, diplomacy, or necessity. The Power System At some point in life, every human receives their Element through a dream. From that moment, they have six months to comprehend it — alone. No guidance. No training. No one can help. Only deep thought and self-discovery lead to true understanding. When the six months are over, the person is assigned a Comprehension Rank, which defines their potential and elemental power for life. The 5 Ranks of Comprehension: Dormant Awakened Master Supreme Divine A low rank means a weak future. Only a rare few achieve Divine Rank, and they are feared and revered alike. After that, progression follows through World Grades — a separate scale of personal power: I. Aspirant → II. Knight → III. Lord → IV. King → V. Emperor → VI. Supreme → VII. God/Goddess A Rare Exception Humans are supposed to receive one element. That’s the rule. That’s what’s natural. But rarely — extremely rarely — someone receives two. And if they manage to understand both at a high level, the system itself begins to break. The rules no longer apply. In a quiet, forgotten corner of Zhagrova Territory, a boy has just completed his six-month period of isolation. He did not receive fire, water, or wind. He received Space. And Time. And he has fully understood them both.
THE_CHAOS · 2.7k Views

Oath of the Devourer: I Will Use My System to Devour the Old Universe

Kael Voren has never known the feeling of a full belly. Born in Brinewatch, the beast-plagued slums of Ashport, hunger is his oldest companion -- gnawing at his gut, his dreams, and his place in a world that values strength above all. When his sixteenth birthday comes, Kael awakens to the misery of an E-Rank Talent: Advanced Digestion. Not strength. Not speed. Just the ability to eat garbage without dying. But beneath this feeble Talent lies a dormant truth -- an insatiable void tethered to an unfathomable potential. A hunger not for food, but for power. Everything changes when Kael inadvertently devours fragments of Prana and Chakra -- powers that create and shape reality itself. Powers that were supposed to be beyond the reach of a gutter rat such as himself, but were made available to him by Advanced Digestion. These stolen sparks awaken something ancient inside him: a nascent, skeletal system. No interface. No tutorials. Just a stark warning burned into his mind and a void calling out from within - devour everything! What he has awakened is not a talent. It is a trait. XXX-Rank Trait: Inner Universe Creation. But it is embryonic -- barely functional, missing structure, support, and a will. To unlock its power, Kael must build from nothing. Piece by blind piece. Trial by brutal trial. Fueled only by his desperation to protect his family and claw his way out of the grave Brinewatch was supposed to be. In secret, Kael creates an RPG World inside his trait -- a universe he rules, where monsters can be spawned, skills mastered, time bent, and power devoured. There, he forges his own path, his own system, and his own strength. But the hunger never fades, it only grows. And as his enemies close in and betrayal tears his world apart, Kael makes an oath: I will protect my family, and I'll devour everything that stands in my way. From starving boy to High Human Emperor, from discarded E-Rank to system god, Kael Voren’s rise will shake the stars. A dark fantasy progression epic of hunger, creation, revenge, and ruthless evolution. For fans of cultivation, RPG systems, and protagonists who build their own power from the blood-soaked dirt up.
Marcus_2835 · 1.5k Views

Reincarnated To Evolve My Bee Empire

"Now, go forth, my mortal champion! Conquer this world—or else!" I lived a painfully average life and died by a stupid, stupid accident, but a goddess interfered, giving me a second chance in another world. There, I became royalty—the lazy kind with almost no obligations, free to live in peace and luxury for the rest of my days. Sounds like a dream, right? In reality, it was anything but—because I became *BEE* royalty. A Drone Bee, doomed to die of old age in 2 months! (A humanoid bee, thankfully, but still a bee in all the ways that matter.) The only way to increase my lifespan is to develop and grow my bee colony—a deadly task in a vicious world like this one. There are murderous insect monsters, colossal beasts trampling the earth, other civilizations, natural disasters, and the bitchy patron goddess who absolutely hates me. But as long as I have my brains, my bees, and the powerful genes my system gives me, my Bee Empire will be unstoppable! === For those who want to know more: This is a wholesome comedic story, but it has some dark moments. The focus is on kingdom building, survival as an empire, and interacting with MC’s beautiful bee wife and adorable bee daughters. The bees are all humanoid (see pictures) and human-sized. However, they are still bees in their ways of life and mentality. Although there’s a system, real growth comes from putting effort and time. Nothing happens in an instant in this story, unless it’s trouble. MC acts like an idiot sometimes (oftentimes), but he’s not actually stupid-stupid. When it comes to strategic decisions, he uses logic and reason. Even if you might disagree with it. Also, there will be no smut (ecchi is a fair game), incest, NTR, harem or BL. === Discord is up! Find it at -> https://linktr.ee/Garessta Updates: 2 chapters/day, right after the reset (with a 5% chance of running late). Reply to author's pinned review if you have questions. Also, although I realize the futility of this aim (at least right now), if this novel reaches top 15 golden ticket ranking (and stays there for a few days, obv), I will mass release 10 extra chapters! (within 30 calendar days)
Garessta · 1.5m Views

Corporate Villainy: Trample Protagonists as a Minor Villain's Dad

**Mature Content Warning** This novel contains morally bankrupt decisions, unapologetically villainous behavior, corporate warfare, system abuse, woman-stealing, protagonist-trampling, psychological manipulation, and occasional spicy entanglements—some consensual, others complicated. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In a world eerily similar to Earth—only where megacorporations rule entire cities and states like feudal lords—Vincent Cornelius wakes up in a soft bed beside a plump beauty. Reincarnated into the body of a rich, arrogant CEO in the gleaming city of Autumnvale, Vincent soon discovers he’s not just any rich patriarch—he’s a “villain father”, the kind destined to be humiliated, ruined, and killed so that his pathetic son, Lucas, can become a stepping stone for some arrogant, heaven-defying, cliché cultivation protagonist. But fate doesn’t know what it’s dealing with. Because Vincent isn't here to follow the script—he’s here to rewrite it. Armed with the Corporate Villain Expansion System, Vincent earns Villain Points for every time he defies the story’s “fated path”: Let the "hidden young master" stay hidden? +300 Villain points Humiliate the trash protagonist who awakened a divine bloodline? +500 VP ‘Educating’ his own useless son? +100 Luck Points! Giving female lead a ‘taste’ of reality? +1000VP +200LP Skills, poisons, underhanded deals, reputation-crushing press leaks—he can buy it all from the system, as long as he plays the role of the perfect villain… and wins. In a land where cultivation powers are monopolized by corporations, and destiny is rigged in favor of cookie-cutter protagonists, Vincent must grow his mid-tier family business into a corporate empire through any means necessary that can crush fated heroes and hostile corporations beneath its polished leather shoes. The world wants him dead. The story demands he lose. But Vincent Cornelius didn’t reincarnate to be anyone’s footnote. He’s about to prove that in this world, the real golden finger is a hostile takeover. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer (Filed Personally by Vincent Cornelius): If, by some cosmic accident, any names, corporations, or highly sensitive trade empires mentioned in this story resemble real-world entities—rest assured, it’s entirely coincidental. I am far too busy conquering fictional markets to bother with actual ones. No offense is intended. No lawsuits, either. Unless you’re a protagonist. In which case… file away. I'll be waiting—with a better lawyer and a hostile takeover plan. This is fiction. Relax. Or invest. E-Mail- xxvincentcorneliusxx@gmail.com
Maharaja_Sakt · 53.1k Views