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I Am Genie

Michael wished to become a genie. He initially thought it was a wise decision, but he ended up being stuck in this 'job'. With no other option, he could only follow the system's instructions and complete the genie's tasks. In the Sun & Moon continent, Michael must help a boy become king of the world. Michael feels utterly helpless. He is just a genie with 'three no': no power - no experience - no money. What can he do to help someone become king? ---------------------------------------------------- The story isn't simply a case of: I'm king because I'm the strongest. The characters in the story all have limitations. At the same level, it's difficult to determine a winner. Teamwork is extremely important because 1 vs 1 battles are very difficult to win when the levels are close. There isn't one overpowered level where a single person is strong enough to conquer an entire world. In war, humanity can also kill gods with overwhelming numbers. The social, economic, and political aspects will be written as seriously as possible. Of course, there are fantasy elements to make it more interesting. A leader may not be the strongest person, not the smartest but must be the one most respected by people. ---------------------------------------------------- I will do my best to complete this story in the most engaging way possible, while also conveying the most positive message. I hope that by the end of the story, you will feel that the time you spent reading it was entirely worthwhile.
TheCharacter · 71.4k Views

THE JANITOR WHO CLEANS UP AFTER GODS

Chen Wei is a burned-out, middle-aged man who took a night janitor job because it was the only thing left that asked nothing of him. No interviews. No explanations. Just a mop and an empty building and the voicemails from his daughter he never answers. For eight months, that was enough. Then a woman named Director Zhao steps out of an elevator at 3:17 AM and tells him his real contract started tonight. His first assignment: Floor 47. Someone left a god in the breakroom again. The mop, it turns out, is not a mop. It's an RST-7 — a Reality Stabilization Tool — disguised because nobody questions a janitor. And Chen Wei has just been hired by the Cleanup Committee, an organization that has existed since the first god made the first mess. They don't govern. They don't intervene. They just clean. The gods are real. They're also exhausted, forgotten, and prone to flooding office buildings with grief. They don't need someone to fight them. They need someone to sit with them. To witness them. To stay. Chen Wei is very good at staying. He's been staying away from his daughter for eight years. It's the only skill he has left. What follows is not a power fantasy. Chen Wei will never be the strongest. He will never master a forbidden technique or unlock a hidden bloodline. He will level up by losing things — memories, feelings, pieces of himself — one cleanup at a time. But somewhere between a hearth god throwing pots in an empty apartment, a war god fighting a battle that ended before this world began, and an exhausted creator who just needs someone to tell him it's okay to stop — Chen Wei starts to understand something. Presence is harder than power. Staying is harder than winning. And the most dangerous thing in the universe might be a middle-aged man with a mop who has nothing left to lose. His daughter is still calling. One day, he'll answer.
FewStepFromHell · 571 Views

A femboy descent into a world of slaughter

In a world where dungeon breaks tear reality apart and hunters rise or fall by rank and blood, Lunaria Vale should have been invisible. Reincarnated into a fragile body with moonlight-colored, waist-length hair and a beauty so delicate it invites ridicule, Lunaria never awakened like other hunters. At eighteen, he survives on the lowest rung of society as a dungeon cleaner—scrubbing blood and corpses from places others fear to remember. He is underestimated, dismissed, and constantly placed one step from death. Until death answers back. When a group of F-rank monsters corner him inside a ruined dungeon, Lunaria survives by instinct alone—killing them with nothing but a knife and refined movement that feels more like dance than combat. Half-dead, drowning in blood and pain, he awakens not as a chosen hero—but as something far more dangerous. A System appears. Commanding. Nagging. Instructive. And unsettlingly caring. From that moment on, Lunaria walks a path no hunter understands. He never “awakens” like others—he evolves. His fighting style becomes elegant, fluid, overwhelmingly feminine, each movement precise enough to kill without waste. When he removes the ribbon that binds his hair, his lethality sharpens, beauty turning into inevitability. As dungeon breaks escalate and Hunters College becomes a crucible for survival, Lunaria draws attention he never sought. Men—hunters, instructors, even demons—find themselves shaken by his presence, drawn toward him with emotions they cannot explain. Some adore him. Some obsess over him. Some challenge him. All of them underestimate him. Behind his soft voice and graceful manner lies a blade that does not hesitate. Monsters who mistake him for weakness die beautifully. Demons who infiltrate human strongholds fall to his sword. And every kill feeds a system that watches, guides, and demands more. In a world ruled by brute force and arrogance, Lunaria Vale proves a terrifying truth: Elegance can be deadlier than cruelty. Beauty can end worlds. And the most dangerous hunter is the one no one believes in—until it’s too late.
Aira_Voss195 · 81.8k Views