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Thread of the Unchosen

"The heavens opened, and a thousand prayers ascended to find their thrones. But for one, the sky remained leaden, and the only answer was the lengthening of their own shadow." … They speak of a world spun from chaos— a realm beating with the pulse of the dead and the living alike, each ordained by the gift that shaped their existence. Power was not won. It was bestowed. Every soul awoke to a calling. Every calling carved a purpose— etched into destiny before the first breath was taken. Except one. Born beneath a sky that refused to recognize its existence. A reject among the chosen. Mocked by the world for his emptiness, until he embraced the void— and the shadows that welcomed him. But silence listens deeper than sound. And in that stillness… something finally spoke back. A voice forged of cold logic. It offered not salvation— but function. He reached for the light, not out of devotion, but to silence the hunger that knew no shame.   And the world shivered, unaware that this choice, was the first thread pulled from the tapestry of fate. And thus began the fracture. Through a system that whispered in a language no living mind could bear, he etched himself across the spines of countless timelines— and feasted upon every doubt ever cast upon him. The world shuddered. Its laws unraveled like threads from an ancient loom. And when the sky finally screamed, it was no echo of the cosmos, nor lament of the gods— but the bellow of him. The one who rose from the hollow of silence. The one who taught creation itself the terror of being consumed. The tapestry has torn. The loom is silent. And in the heart of the original dark, a pair of eyes—unblinking and starved—has finally opened. The feast has begun.
TwoFish · 11k Views

Honkai VS Genshin: I Only Provide the Arena

One misstep, and Valerius wakes up in the universe of Honkai: Star Rail. No cheats. No broken bloodlines. Just a mysterious Game Arena System with one mission: “Bring entertainment to the masses.” …What kind of nonsense is that?! But Valerius isn’t panicking. Not at all. “You all go ahead and fight your battles. I just provide the battlegrounds... and quietly profit behind the scenes.” And thus begins the era of Interdimensional PvP. Where warriors from Teyvat and the Express are dragged into game after game— Each more absurd than the last. Mafia Night: “Herta, clues are only 3 points each. Final offer—take it or leave it.” Zombie Survival Mode: “Keqing, this is called an RPG. One shot and even the Tyrant will cry for his mom.” Monopoly Gone Wrong: “Ningguang, 1 point per remote-control dice. Asta already bought three~” The result? Two worlds. Total chaos. Kaeya: “Two points for The World! Jing Yuan, what’ve you got?” Jing Yuan: “Hmph… Tail, do your thing.” Svarog: “No evil survives while I stand.” Lord of Qlipoth: “Step away from Clara.” Clara: “Berserker~~!” Sparkle: “Fight! Fiiight! MOAR CHAOS!” Silver Wolf: “Did I wake up in the wrong patch version or what...?” Multiverse war? Check. System hijinks? You bet. Profit-hungry MC playing 4D chess while everyone else fights? Absolutely. When Genshin Impact and Honkai: Star Rail collide in a reality-bending game arena, only one rule remains: Don’t trust the MC. He’s the real final boss.
Dark_Verse · 1m Views

The Spoilt Beauty And Her Beasts

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.
Glimmer_Giggle · 629.1k Views

Surviving The Beastworld: I Turned From Prey To Predator

From Pig-Faced Trash to the Most Wanted Mate in Beastworld! * * * Aurora died as she lived - feared, skilled, and alone. As a world-class assassin of the 21st century, she expected death to be the end. Instead, she awakens in a primitive Beastworld in the body of a girl who shares her name but nothing else. The original owner of her body was not only overweight, despised, and carried filthy reputation, but she's so hated that even children throw stones at her. And worst of all? She wakes up straddling a bound, enraged, devastatingly handsome Alpha wolf she apparently drugged in an attempt to force him into mating. Aurora immediately realizes she has transmigrated into a complete disaster. With death looming, a ruined name, and a body that can barely run - she has no time to panic. Especially not when a mysterious System binds itself to her and issues a cold command - [Save the Beastworld from extinction… or be erased.] In a world where females are rare, weak, and dying out, and powerful beastmen rule with instinct and dominance, Aurora must survive by relying on the only things she still owns - her deadly skills and forgotten medical knowledge. But survival isn't simple. Because the wolf she tried to "assault" becomes her first unavoidable connection. And he is only the beginning. A tyrannical Snow Lion Beast King with piercing eyes that see too much. A cold and ancient Dragon King who has outlived his entire bloodline. A cunning Nine-Tailed Fox Lord who plays with hearts like games. A blazing Divine Phoenix whose pride rivals the heavens. Each one powerful. Each one dangerous. Each one drawn to her in ways they don't understand. Some want her dead. Some want to claim her. Some can't decide which desire burns stronger. Caught between survival, secrets, and a system that manipulates her at every turn, Aurora must rebuild herself from nothing - changing not only her fate, but the future of the entire Beastworld. All while unintentionally capturing the hearts of the most powerful beastmen alive. Because this time, the "trash" female they all despised is the one who will make them kneel. --- **A reverse-harem fantasy romance filled with danger, humor, slow-burn love, and a heroine who refuses to be broken.**
Nightsummer20 · 41.3k Views

The Ruthless CEO's Revenge Wife

[WARNING: CONTAINS PHYSICAL ABUSE AND RAPE] ------------------------------------------------------ “What are you doing, Logan?” Jean’s voice was sharp, but her body betrayed her leaning into the warmth of his breath as his lips traced a sinful path down her neck. “You promised me a kiss every day, remember?” Logan murmured, his smirk curling against her skin. “Or should I read the contract to you again?” She should pull away. She knows this is wrong. But resisting Logan Kingsley? That was never in the plan. ------------------------------------------------------ Jean Adams has spent her entire life under the suffocating control of her powerful family, molded into the perfect daughter, the flawless businesswoman, and the untouchable heiress. But when her parents cross the final line, demanding she marry the very man who once shattered her, she refuses to be their pawn any longer. If they want a marriage, she’ll give them one. But on her terms. Logan Kingsley, her sworn enemy. A self-made billionaire with a reputation for winning, Logan has spent years battling Jean in boardrooms and beyond. They have never seen eye to eye, their hatred simmering since childhood. But when Jean offers him a deal, a contract marriage that benefits them both, he doesn’t hesitate. For Logan, marrying Jean is a strategic move. For Jean, it’s her ultimate revenge. Tying herself to Logan is the perfect way to break free from her family’s grip, humiliate them, and destroy the future they tried to force upon her. But as their fake marriage plays out under the public eye, their carefully crafted plan starts to unravel. Old wounds resurface. The line between pretense and reality blurs. And the one thing Jean swore she’d never risk, her heart, may become the biggest casualty of all. In a game of power, betrayal, and unexpected passion, Jean and Logan must decide: Is their marriage just a weapon for revenge, or has it become something far more dangerous?
RiyaSarkar24 · 357k Views