Global Awakening: Apocalypse Ender's Chronicle - Chapter 218: Metal

Cliche. Another monster progression story. That was probably what you thought when you read the title of my story. And, I can't lie, for the most part, it probably is.But, what else am I supposed to do when I've been thrusted into a world that could kill me in an instant? There's nothing to do but to progress, to devour and evolve. You would do the same too.Such is the basis of a monster.Such is the right of any living being.So that's what I did. I ate, I killed and I hoarded anything I could get my big limbs on. Friendship, allies and love? There used to be a little god calling himself “Heaven's Equal” who spouted of such things, before I ate him. The world went pretty quiet after that.Follow my story. Read for yourself how I evolved from a little monster in a lake I thought was the ocean, all the way into the Titan Of Destruction.What To Expect:- A relatively quick progression story- Ruthless, I mean - Fang Yuag levels - of ruthless protagonist.- A system? that grows stronger along with the protagonist- Big Monsters Duking It Out, with minimal humans/beastmen/elves, etc. . .focus. Basically, monsterverse without annoying ass humans ruining the show.- Did I mention that the protagonist was pretty evil?

Lady Jenna has lived her whole life as a puppet.And her father? He pulled the strings.She had to do everything to make him proud...to please him! that even when he asked her to let go of her first love, Lady Jenna did let go, and she was married off to a man she'd never known before.A man who, in every sense and breath, became her worst nightmare.It wasn't a beautiful nightmare, like the ones read in books, no.He'd hit her every night- her so-called husband.He became her worst fear, that she didn't even want to remember his name, and the word husband scared her.Most importantly, men.Jenna became afraid of men.She wanted to run, hide, or die even- if that would help her escape from this hell. But... society.They would turn and judge. They would raise their brows and curse her. They wouldn't look at the scars on her body.Not that Jenna would let them. She had become insecure after constant nights of tears and getting hit.But these people, they wouldn't care until she decided to leave the marriage.And when the opportunity came knocking at her window,Jenna grabbed it, abandoned her marriage, and set out for a different life.It was difficult for a girl who had always been sheltered, but she needed to survive. She didn't want to go back.Everything changed that night... a rainy ni—wait, it was a normal night. No rain, just a soft breeze, and Jenna stumbled upon this stranger...He had no memory of his past, and his mind was trapped in the age of seven!!A full-grown man, with muscles enough to snap Jenna in two, now behaving like a child?Following Jenna around and calling her Master.“Master, you own me now, right?”“Yes, I am your master, and you are mine,” Jenna nodded with a smile.Writing this novel for all women looking for their own voice in marriage and relationships.The romance is fluffy and sunshine throughout.The Male lead fell first and fell harder (a yandere)Book is also fast-paced.Book cover check out Veness on Patreon.Thank you!

Zeph was your typical no-life gamer; always grinding, raiding, and flexing his perfect builds.Then one night, during a particularly intense game, the power cut. Some weird face wheel popped up, rolled like a gacha, and handed him a card: [Primordial Architect].Next second? ZAP. He had been electrocuted to death!Alas, respawns were real after all. Zeph woke up as a scrawny 13-year-old in a broken world where reality itself ran on game-like rules.People “awakened” to Systems, Classes, and Skills—power granted by the world itself. Those who adapted became superhumans. Those who didn’t… well, they didn’t last long.Three years later, the kid everyone thought was dead has become a legend in the ruins; taller, sharper, crueler, and carrying more memes than mercy.But on his sixteenth birthday, his System finally awakens. Pretty standard. Nothing flashy. Everyone gets something like it.Until…[Secondary Core Detected][Primordial Architect – ACTIVE]And then it happened.One breath = One Skill Point.Another breath. Another point. Endless power.While the rest of humanity bleeds for scraps, Zeph just… breathes. And the world? It’s about to choke on what he builds.⸻Genre: LitRPG | Tags: OP MC, System, Gamer Reincarnation, Post-Apocalypse, Genius Mc, Anti-hero

There was a popular comic that captured the hearts of readers not because of its plot, but rather the bromance between the two protagonists, a crown prince and a duke. Their friendship & mutual trust led fans to ship them endlessly, with countless fanfiction stories ranging from dating to marriage or even incorporating omegaverse settings.One particular m-preg fanfic novel became extremely popular among fans, where the previously cold duke becomes pregnant.But the popularity of both the original comic and this novel caused everything to become unbalanced, until something strange happened - these works of fiction turn into real worlds that collided, creating an error that connected them together.In the world of the comic:Carlton from the fanfic world gazed up at his husband with longing eyes. “Husband...” He pouted, “Why don't you kiss me today?”Alaric from the comic world recoiled slightly and goosebumps broke out over his skin as he moved away. “Please don't come close to me...” He said tersely.Meanwhile, in another world:Alaric from the fanfic world, pulled his beloved Carlton into a warm embrace and peppered kisses on his cheeks. “Darling, are you mad at me?” Alaric asked affectionately. “It's okay, you're still cute.” He leaned down to whisper into his ear before continuing. “But don't forget to comfort all our children, they think you're mad at them.”Suddenly, seven children barged into the room and called out to their fathers. “Father, Daddy!” they exclaimed.Carlton's frozen expression spoke volumes about his state of mind as he tried to process what was happening. His murderous gaze fixed on Alaric as he muttered through gritted teeth. “Whose children do you say they are....?”