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Nobita saved the world... Then Doraemon left, and took the proof with him. Now 18, Nobita is alone, haunted by memories of epic battles and friendships that only exist in his head. He's learned how to live on his own. He's built a life of quiet anonymity, desperate to escape his past. But the past won't escape him. When a familiar face returns to drag him into a war spilling out from the worlds he once saved, Nobita must make a choice: stay in the safe, lonely world that has forgotten him, or embrace the brutal legacy of the false chosen one and fight once more.

Hark! Upon us steals a Curse, A man like flies, yet something worse. Gold and gilded were his eyes, A serpent’s tongue, lives with lies. He fed on hearts once pure and honest. Sleep now, sleep, my little Thomas. For God has left us to our fear, And none in Heaven bends to hear. He walks where candlelight burns thin, And whispers softly through his jinn. For some monsters wear a face of grace, And move like men from place to place. They do not howl, they do not scream They go and steal in your quiet dream. So hush now child, and bar the door, Let no foot cross the threshold floor. For golden eyes in dark still gleam… And nothing’s ever as it seems.

"In a world without heroes, surviving is the Ultimate DEAD." A grey world where the living fear death and the dead fear him, one man walks through carnage with unmatched power. Every step leaves destruction in his wake, and no army, no saint, no knight can stand against him. This is the story of WALKING ON DEAD—where humanity faces the consequences of pride, guilt, and the unstoppable force of a single man.

Jason Beecroft is flawless where it doesn't matter. Inside games, he is decisive, precise, undefeated. Outside the screen, time keeps moving while his life stays suspended, buried beneath late nights, unfinished plans, and the quiet weight of expectations he has never quite met. Nothing is broken. Nothing is changing. Until a single discovery fractures the routine. Hidden in the internet's forgotten corners, Jason finds a game that isn't listed, reviewed, or meant to be found. It doesn't promise escape. It doesn't offer comfort. It doesn't reset. The moment he plays, the rules of his world begin to bend. The game opens a Construct where habits take shape, excuses are made visible, and time itself enforces consequence. Progress demands discipline. Mercy invites punishment. Growth creates enemies, some wearing authority, others sharing his blood. Every choice is recorded. Every failure is remembered. As Jason advances, he learns a brutal truth: transformation is not a breakthrough. It is repetition under pressure. And the further he goes, the clearer it becomes that the greatest threat was never the Construct itself, but the people and systems it forces into the light. The Dreamwalker’s Construct is a psychological thriller about change without shortcuts, discipline without applause, and the cost of becoming someone you were never allowed to be.

​Lu Zheng, the Minister of Justice, was a man upright in character and unyielding in his pursuit of truth. He was the only man in the Empire who noticed the slight tilt in the scales of power, a hidden hand that steered the Emperor’s every decree. But when he refused to bow to the darkness he couldn't yet name, his entire household was erased in a single night of silent blades. ​The world believes the Lu Clan was purged for treason. The Emperor believes he gave the order himself. ​Everyone is wrong. ​ The true architect of the massacre remains a shadow, unknown to the court, the throne, and even the surviving Lu children. To the siblings, their enemy is a corrupt system. To the Mastermind, the siblings are merely loose ends in a game they don't even know they're playing. The children steeled themselves and trained in a temple at the outskirts of the capital, invoking an oath that they will be back, and they will bring justice to their parents.

In the rainy coastal city of Greyhaven, a struggling single mother named Mara Ellison is trying to rebuild her life after a traumatic past she barely speaks about. One night in a dim bar, she accidentally meets Dr. Adrian Vale, a brilliant and charismatic psychiatrist whose calm voice and piercing gaze seem to see straight through her. Their chance encounter turns into a secret relationship. But everything becomes complicated when Mara unexpectedly meets Elena Vale, Adrian’s elegant and enigmatic wife. Instead of hostility, Elena offers friendship. Soon, Mara finds herself entangled in their strange marriage, mysterious therapy sessions, and disturbing phenomena she cannot explain. She begins to experience lucid dreams, sleepwalking episodes, and moments where reality feels… borrowed. As Mara investigates Adrian and Elena’s past, she uncovers whispers of experimental psychology, trauma survivors, and a hidden practice involving consciousness traveling through dreams. But the deeper she digs, the more unstable her own identity becomes. Because someone in this story is not who they appear to be. And someone else is wearing a life that was never theirs.

Middle-aged, broke, and a constant disappointment to his parents, Elliot Myers hits rock bottom—stealing his dying aunt’s cancer treatment money and ending up alone, miserable, and dying on the sidewalk. But when he opens his eyes… he’s not on Earth anymore. He’s reborn in a brutal fantasy world of warriors, monsters, and holy magic. Now, Elliot must walk the path of a warrior and redemption, hunted by a shadowy group known as the Dark Inventors, who will stop at nothing to destroy him. Can Elliot overcome his past, take control of his hidden inventor talent, and rise to become a world-class warrior? Or is he doomed to die sad, broke, and alone… all over again? READ NOW

Rei Nishimura only wanted to live an ordinary life except he was brought into the world upon realising his dream of being a sorcerer has a lot of things to understand and to deal with especially when everything is ruthless and cruel in contrast of what he had expected.

​In the vertical slums of City-06, oxygen is a debt you can never repay. ​Seventeen-year-old Vane is a Lung-Greaser—a nobody who survives by repairing the masks that keep the toxic Savage Haze at bay. In a world ruled by the maskless Gods of the Great Clans, Vane’s only goal is to remain a gray smudge in the background. ​But the universe has a cruel sense of humor. ​When an ancient Signature resonates within his marrow, Vane is no longer a scavenger. He is a stolen asset. Betrayed, vivisected, and discarded into a Red Class Tear—a radioactive hellscape where biology goes to dissolve—Vane was supposed to die. ​Instead, the abyss rewrote him into an anomaly. ​Now, Vane no longer fixes masks. He’s back to break the faces behind them.

She was left to die, wasn't she? The world had forsake her hadn't they? They had corrupted her kind little heart only desiring to live a happy life. Since her birth she was cursed, yet others called it a blessing. They wanted to use her as a weapon. The angel of death had come to liberate them from their sufferings. This time around it would be a one-sided slaughter.

"Power is not a measure of energy. It is a measure of how much of the universe you are dragging behind you." Eila was Aethelgard’s absolute shield. To leash him, the ruling elite executed his innocent sister in front of a cheering crowd. They thought it would break his spirit. Instead, it broke the world. Blinded by grief, Eila unleashes a reality-warping void that nearly erases the Kingdom. The apocalyptic magic temporarily cripples his body, forcing him into a quiet exile. But the gap is quickly filled. A flawless stranger seizes the throne, replacing the era of magic with a suffocating, industrial nightmare. His primary target: the Fallen Hero. Forced to ally with a desperate rebellion, Eila must wage a new kind of war. He has to dismantle this sterile empire piece by bloody piece, surviving just long enough for his god-like power to return. But as reality fractures, the unseen hands that wind the clock of the universe are beginning to notice the broken gears. The Era of Mana is Dead. This is The Age of Anomalies.

In a world where Omegas are state-monitored property, Naruto Uzumaki is a ghost. Disguised as a Beta, he infiltrates Konoha Elite College to find his brother, Kurama, who vanished without a trace. His survival depends on invisibility, but his plan shatters when he is assigned to room with Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke is a dominant Alpha from a powerful dynasty and is the one person Naruto must avoid—yet he is the only one he can’t escape. The cramped dorm becomes a battlefield of suspicion and a magnetic, agonizing pull that defies logic. When a missed dose of suppressants reveals Naruto’s secret, Sasuke doesn't turn him in. Instead, he offers a dark pact: he will help Naruto navigate his volatile heats if they hunt the truth together. As they descend into a web of medical horrors and illegal experiments, the line between their alliance and their instincts blurs. Amidst the search for Kurama, a protective obsession sparks between them, threatening to expose Naruto to the monsters hiding in plain sight. Naruto came to find his brother, but he may lose himself to the man who was supposed to be his enemy. Fanfiction Art: https://pin.it/6vUJayonx

In the turbulent era of Europa from 1913 to 1920, a devastating world war ignites following the assassination of Great Duke Francis, heir to the Middle Nations of Germano-Hungry—loyal allies of the formidable Great Empire. This spark escalates into a brutal clash, with the Great Empire locked in combat against a coalition of powers: the steadfast Republic of France, the shadowy Transnatia (formerly Romania), the expansive Great United Front of Russia, and the naval-dominant Island Nation of Commonwealth (Britain), as additional nations are pulled into the conflict across the years. "Trenchbound" chronicles the war through shifting perspectives of soldiers on the battlefield, each chapter capturing a unique viewpoint at critical junctures. From the desperate struggles of everyday infantrymen navigating treacherous trenches and mechanized assaults—featuring colossal steam-driven tanks and armored contraptions—to the elite magic divisions, where mages command ethereal flying machines (distinct from conventional aircraft) to soar above the fray. These sorcerers enchant bullets with devastating spells, causing them to explode on impact or unerringly track their targets, turning the odds lethally against ordinary troops and amplifying the chaos of combat. Through these personal narratives, the novel delves into the grim realities of a war where arcane enhancements merge with industrial might, exposing the fragility of life, the bonds of camaraderie, and the shattering consequences of enchanted warfare that reshapes Europa's destiny. This alternate historical epic blends authentic period tensions with limited magical intrigue, painting a vivid portrait of survival amid enchanted peril.

Rejection of Pride follows Simo Hayha from his childhood in Finland to becoming the deadliest sniper of the Winter War. Even after all the fighting, he refuses fame and glory, choosing instead to live simply, hunting, farming, and finding peace in a quiet life.

The Dark Triad Trapped in a finite cycle of four repeating loops, I awaken each time with memories intact and emotions slowly fading. As the world resets, morality becomes irrelevant and humanity turns into an experiment rather than a truth. Through manipulation, observation, and calculated cruelty, I embrace the principles- Machiavellianism, Psychopathy,Narcissism ~

#WSA2026 Light?It was always something we depended on to see within the world but that has changed. What is one supposed to do when the world is engulfed by darkness? Giving us no choice but to adapt to the world we once knew. People turn into monsters, light ceases to exist, and yet I'm left here with no idea on how to move forward. I'll never forget the woman who gave me that direction to follow. A woman with beautiful long white hair, shining brightly under the moon is all I can remember. "Rise above them all. Become the strongest and you'll never have to fear the dark." her voice echoes. I'll become the strongest... If that's what it takes to survive this hell. cover by: DarkZ2 join the server https://discord.gg/KSRRq597Hp

Born with eyes that see too much and a body that rejects itself, Shiranui Rin was never meant to live a normal life. He was born wrong. Blue eyes no one could name. A body torn between chakra and a darker force no shinobi could understand. Migraines, pain, and whispers followed Shiranui Rin from the day he opened his eyes. Shiranui Rin was born with the Six Eyes… and every cursed technique imprinted in his brain. In the world of Naruto, where chakra reigns supreme, Rin alone possesses cursed energy — a force that clashes with his chakra and threatens to destroy him from within. Hunted for his mysterious blue eyes and burdened by constant pain, he hides his condition while training in Konoha. He is not the strongest. . . . In a world of bloodlines, tailed beasts, and war, what happens when a boy becomes the bridge between life energy and the darkness that rejects it? This is not the story of a hero born strong. This is the story of a child who survived long enough to become unstoppable. . . . [A/N]: Before you continue with the upcoming Chapters of this story, there's something important I want to clarify. This story is set in the Naruto world, but it won't follow the same narrative rules as the original series. In canon, many characters with real potential were pushed aside or reduced to hype tools so the spotlight could stay on Naruto and Sasuke. Amazing ninjas were ignored, underused, or treated like background decorations. In this story, I will try to avoid that so it won't happen. Here: Characters with talent will actually matter. Power isn't limited to a handful of people. Characters won't exist only to make the main character look good. Every skill, clan ability, and specialty will have weight in the world. That doesn't mean everyone will be absurdly strong. It means they will be relevant, dependable, and active, the way a true shinobi force should operate. So if some characters feel stronger or more capable than you remember in the OG Naruto, it's because they're finally being used instead of being overshadowed. This world is still dangerous, unpredictable, and imperfect… but it's alive, and the people in it matter. If you're ready for a version of Naruto where potential isn't wasted, and the world doesn't revolve around just two characters— Welcome to the story.

[A Multi-POV epic fantasy adventure featuring a fully rendered artwork in every chapter! Updates every Friday] Survival is a word that can mean many things. It could mean the literal struggle to survive against starvation in a forest crawling with daemons so desperate that they might even be willing to eat you. The struggle to keep going as your clothes become tattered and your body is covered in bruises and breaks. It could mean the political struggle to keep your head afloat as a militaristic entity tries to mould you into the perfect solider against your will. The desperate game of cat and mouse as you're dragged into a conspiracy you never wanted to know about while the woman behind it all holds the key to finding your lost brother over your head. It could mean the struggle of allegiance as you're turned into a tool for the greater good of a city you've never been to before in the hope, the slimmest of hopes that maybe, just maybe, when you complete your mission they'll be willing to reward you with the key to finding your missing sister. The struggle against the knowledge that you have already run out of time but she's okay, she has to be okay. It could mean the internal struggle of being a prince destined for sacrifice who just wants to live. Is it really so wrong to want to live? Welcome to Gehenna. Survival is the name of the game down here. Excerpt from Chapter I: Thwack! “Go! Go! Go!” The rounded stone soars through the sky as Godien stabs his blade into the soil and runs. His gilded boots slam against the dirt pentagram drawn into the soil as he races past the first, the second, the third base—arm outstretched as he finally approaches the second to last– "You're out!" "Blast it!" Godien curses, his toe making contact with the fourth base mere seconds after the stone-keep catches the rounded stone in his mitt. The knight laughs, “Apologies, your highness!” “Liar,” Godien retorts, tone sharp despite the grin tearing his cheeks asunder. He does a cursory stretch before jogging back towards his teammates, "Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't fibbing a sin, Sir Diarmad–?" “Prince Godien dir Fearg Impireal!” Every knighted man, woman, and daemon in-between either freeze, or startle. Godien stumbles over a rock and falls face-first into the dirt—it's almost a miracle that he doesn't end up eating it too. He feels the shadow of his younger cousin envelop him as he pulls himself to his knees...

Love is weird, isn't it?, It encourages you to see the beauty in most despising thing. while when shattered left you to hate with all the peices of your broken heart. Love has different kind, ranging wide from between parent, to children, to siblings. each love has its own sets of boundaries but what if it's indescribable? what if its becomes the specific reason for breaking of a beautiful bond. Garam, a 12 years old, who has always loved his sister, more like a soul-less without her. Would have given his life in a heartbeat, but came across a truth he never had ever comprehend or anticipated, which pushed him to shut his affection. However, What if you were to live a life,that wasn't yours? what if your identity was nothing, and the love you received belonged to someone else. Gyu always ends up thinking does he even exist? if he does,then where is his share of love? But then again the love he gets in his deception, he clinge to cherished it. He tried hard to fit in, but suddenly getting caught he was pushed to something more brazen, only to be stumbling upon a different truth.

In a fractured city where the privileged thrive and the forgotten barely survive, Arthur awakens with no memory of who he is or how he got there. Taken in by a stranger offering shelter, he steps into a world where trust is fragile, and danger hides behind every corner. As he searches for answers, tensions rise, secrets surface, and the balance of the city begins to crack—because sometimes, the quietest arrival sparks the loudest collapse.