Book 1 Stubbed November 19th Synopsis: Sometimes the multiverse needs expanding. That's where I come in. Unfortunately being a deity isn't all fun and games, as there are always things working against you. Not even the Overgod of the Multiverse can change that.
Longer Summary: Twelve souls were chosen to expand into the void surrounding the multiverse, and were given a grace period in which they could expand their domains in relative safety. Once that period is up, however, the created universes will be able to interact with each other and other universes...as well as be at the mercy of the Void. I am one of those souls, and it's not easy. Between trying to raise up gods to defend my realm with, guiding mortals, accidentally making a xianxia world, and dealing with my own children, I have my work cut out for me. Now I know why back on Earth gods worked in mysterious, invisible ways. There's just too much to be done.
What to expect: Worldbuilding in the most literal sense, lots of POV's, Xianxia elements, and more. The LitRPG elements are very light, be warned if you're coming in for that.
This is a rewrite of an old story. It's been about six years since I dropped the previous, and having grown as an author and person, I decided to revisit the concept. The old one will be left up, for anyone who wants to revisit it or look at it from a legacy standpoint.
Updates will be twice a week, on Wednesdayand Saturday.
Laiton had loved Pokemon, but that was a TV show meant for children. Simple and easy, filled with obvious problems meant to teach moral lessons. Now he's found himself in a very different world. A place with culture, economics, and politics—inhabited by people that have their own passions, goals, and prejudices.
What's a reincarnated man to do when he finds himself here—a vaguely familiar land filled with adventure and endless possibility, but not all of those possibilities are good.
Cannibal gods and evil monologuing not-angels would do that to anyone. So, when a chance presented itself to stave off death for good and gain powers he could only have dreamed of, he took it and didn't look back.
Nothing comes free, however, and wielding an artifact that's desired by forces far beyond his imagination, he must use wits, luck, and maybe some pluck to survive a manhunt orchestrated by the rulers of his new world– a pantheon of deities drawn straight from myth—the Olympians.
All he needs to do is make sure the person who witnessed his resurrection doesn't spill the beans, figure out how this cultivation business works, and... do some quests?
It could be worse.
What to expect:
A LitRPG with mythological gods walking about and making stuff hard for Luke in a cultivation-esque setting.
An easy to understand system with a reasonable number of blue screens.
Characters that aren't all remorseless killers, and at times are even friendly.
Updates will be a chapter a day, Tuesday through Saturday.
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An accidental clone. Talent no one saw coming. Infinite worlds to explore.
Percy was born with little hope of standing out—just another face in a world ruled by bloodlines and class. Starting with the lowest Red core and mocked as a waste, Percy was always overlooked by his peers and scorned by the powerful. But when his bloodline awakens with the power to send clones across worlds, he seizes the chance to shatter expectations.
Exploring strange realms teeming with danger, Percy returns with priceless treasures: divine techniques, obscure knowledge, and even the seed of a second mana core stolen from an advanced civilization. But the road to the apex is riddled with peril. The elixirs he needs to advance? He’ll have to master alchemy to brew them himself. The Great Houses, scheming titans, and invading gods?
They’ll do anything to crush him before he can prove that even a so-called waste can reach the stars.
What to expect: -Weak to strong male MC -Daily releases -Fast paced with frequent powerups -Fantasy setting with magic and a system -Isekai elements (Percy often possesses random bodies on distant worlds) -Western cultivation elements (Cleansing mana core to extend lifespan) -Morally grey MC (Willing to break a few rules but not a scumbag) -Alchemy -Runecrafting
The saying goes that when a man is born the Fates weave his destiny and swaddle him in it. Then one day the man dies, and the swaddle becomes a shroud. Heaven moves on.
It is audacity to question the Fates. Olympus is Olympus. The land of men is the land of men. To transgress that, to cross the line of divinity and scale Olympus Mons? To defy the Fates and cast off their threads?
That is hubris. It’s a mark that every philosopher bears plainly on their soul.
Power of friendship? Getting stronger when you’re enraged? Powerful monster sealed in you by your father?
Yeah, that was not me.
I was the arrogant youngster who got punched on the first panels of the shounen manga I was reading.
I wouldn’t have even remembered his name if I wasn’t stuck in his body.
Release schedule: 7 chapters a week
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Tags and content warnings are mainly to give me creative freedom later on. This is my first novel ever, and English isn’t my native language, so go easy on me fellas. Any feedback is more than welcome, of course.
Array King Dane has had enough of the cultivator's world. Fight, kill, grow stronger, and fight some more, that was their lifestyle. Cultivation was nothing more than the eternal rat race of immortals and everyone falls at one point or another. Eternity made any odds a guarantee given enough time, and Dane was quitting the game while he was still ahead.
And so he retires. No more fighting, no more killing, no more violence. He's chosen peace, but unfortunately, peace has to be protected.
Updates Monday Wednesday Friday Minimum Three Chapters Per Week
The Aspects are long dead. The venerated creators of reality are no more.
Yet the final scheme of their slayer, of the deceased Betrayer, seeks to grind all they have ever made to dust. And the truth is, it is working. Slowly but surely, the end of all things has been growing closer and closer throughout the eons. Inevitably, unstoppably.
The last Hope is a desperate gamble: For one of the first children of the creators to cast their very soul into reincarnation and perhaps return as something strong enough to stop the end. If there ever was any chance to begin with.
I am not stubbing this story until it's at least complete (if ever).
Expect: High fantasy. Weak to strong quick. Powerful MC reincarnates, gradually starts regaining memories. MC that is an actual character not a plot device. My original unique magic system discovered along with the MC. My original setting with mythos that have both been living rent free in my head for actual years. Story that matters (or does it?) No, I can't rewrite the prologue even though I lose a good half of prospective readers on it.
Good writing and decent grammar. Reviewers seem to like it, you might too.
Upload schedule: Updates every Saturday. 3000+ words per chapter.
Meant to be read in RR dark mode.
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