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🏆["Bronze Medal" in "The Most Popular Novel" of "Meganovel Annual Writing Contest 2022" ]🏆 Alvine opened his eyes and suddenly found himself in the body of a boy celebrating his 18th birthday. [ Ding!! ....] [The host has reached the age required for activation of the Incubus legacy ] [The turning process into an incubus will begin in 5 seconds... 5....4...3..2..1...] (The profile does not belong to me. The owner can contact me!)

Piper gave up her dream and served as waitress to raise her sister's abandoned baby.,She bumped into her prince EX, Nicholas, in the crazy Luna choosing game.Nicholas: How could you hide my little girl?!Piper: EXM? She's not yours!Nicholas: You had a child with someone else right after we broke up?!

'Game on' was quietly launched all over the world, infiltrating all virtual game servers. The game transported humans to a bright new exciting virtual world full of cultivation, mystery, and power. But what people didn't realize was that this game was a training ground,  for the Apocalypse, and not a virtual one, as humans would soon be teleported to this cruel new world, and when that happened, humans would only have one life, unlike in the game, resulting in a situation in which countless humans died because they couldn't stand up to the monstrosities in this new world. Vanya, who had led a sad and feeble existence during the Apocalypse, was sent back in time with all of her memories intact. Follow Vanya's exploits as she uses what she knows about the future to save her brother and other humans from the Apocalypse, as well as to discover why weak humans from Earth were transported to this horrible world known as Pangu world.

Dante must enter a portal that takes him to a world in the middle of nowhere. He had been chosen by the parents of the bakery owner he had previously looted. Niflheim is a world filled with ice and snow. There Dante must fight according to the mission that will be given periodically by Nidhug. He was a mystical dragon who acted as a God in that world. The battle is like a game, where Nidhug is the holder of power and rules. 'Game of the Destiny' is a game that will decide the fate of every race in their home world. Game of the Destiny, held once every 500 years to fill Nidhug's boredom. Now it's Dante's turn to do it as the fire prince in this crazy game. Instead of following the game with resignation. Dante has another plans!

[What was your sin?] "I tried saving them." [What would you gain from doing that?] "I just wanted to remove this scar." [But that scar was never gained from not saving them.] "I know. I just wanted to see if it worked or not." [And the result was?] "The one I saved killed me." The discussion between Desire and Delight took place as he sipped the tea. [What will you do now?] "The stage has been set, and the doors will be opening soon. I also need to do my part." [And what was your part?] "One Last Chance." The room was in silence as Delight looked at Desire and asked, [A sinner or a saint?] "Depends on the way of the viewer."

Modern esports is by no means a game. You can completely lose everything and even your life because of one stupid mistake. I was the top player on the planet, but after I was framed, I had to leave. Though with large debts, but alive. But the brother stayed and, it seems, contacted the wrong people. Now he's gone, and all I have is a few scant clues from the virtual. Well, hold on bro, I'm coming.

Ma Feng who was known as The Most Unfortunate Kid in the world, Hated by the world and the Universe. After being stabbed to death by a gang, Ma Feng got Reincarnated into a Mysterious Dimension. A World unlike his own and With An Elder God sealed in his body, He swore to return back to his former world. To exact his revenge and ruin those who despised him and With his Mysterious System. All his dreams can become reality! He is The King of Conquerors!!

“You don't deserve this throne. Your birth was nothing more than a mistake by my late husband, so don't think any more of yourself. But if you still want to be King, then go into the territories and kingdoms outside Griffindale and build your army of followers and allies from scratch. Whenever you feel like you have amassed a huge following enough to seize the throne away from me, then you can come back to fight for it. But from now on, you are on exile.” “The throne belongs to me, Stepmother. Nevertheless, I will do as you ask. But rest assured, for what you've done, I will return—not just for my throne, but also for your head.” “While the Queen fumed with rage in her private chamber, Cyrus emerged from her quarters wearing a satisfied grin, knowing his destiny was now set in stone. He would one day become king, no matter what.” -------- This is my first novel on the platform, so my pacing and world-building aren't the best, but it gets better with time. The story is set in a medieval world, somewhere in an alternate version of ancient Europe. At first the tone focuses more on war and basic politics, but as the story progresses, there will be more magic/fantasy elements added - like dragons, witches and fables. If you enjoy the work, please consider supporting it in any way you can. Any means of support goes a long way for me and is duly appreciated. Have Fun!!!

The game is a game that begins by calling a number (+1)234 56789. Which players are those who lose their way in life and want money by playing some crazy game of 13 death games. A young man named Ernest follows the game to pay off his father's debts. However, on the way to the final. Something happened to him that made him unable to continue his game. Would he, then, survive if he stopped in the middle of the road? What's make him stop in his last game?

Bryan, who was only 7 years old wakes up and finds himself transported into another world by mistake Fortunately, sira's family found him and adopted him as one of them despite his unique ability He did not want to conquer any word or become the king of any word, yet fate had other words After 8 years of living with the Sira's An accident happened that changed everything . . .