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A World of Monsters
From a sundered Universe, a Sorceress is made to reborn. But a human, the Sorceress is no more. Born an insect, a vermin with a mere 90 days of life, the Sorceress seeks reasons to live. Suffering the curse of unending starvation, the Sorceress must ceaselessly eat or die.Meanwhile, Kiran leaves his home to defy mediocrity. Named after the hope he represents, he seeks a [Class] so austere that hundreds fail in their search. Yet, before this [Class] even the Gods bow their heads in respect. P.S. This is NOT a number-crunching LitRPG. The System is an add-on, not the story itself. Also known as I Reincarnated as an Immortal Caterpillar, the story follows a monster and humans in a system word with a Buddhist/Hindu philosophy. The System is especially influenced by this philosophy. Cover by the ever so awesome Jefferymoonworm Warning! Not for trauma survivors.
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The Traveling Shop Keeper
Humanity has survived on Earth thanks to the Towers created by the AI council, sheltering humanity from the damage done to the earth from the war. To help humanity through the idea of living in upgraded caves, it created a method to digitize the human concious, allowing a user to enter a completely digitized world. Tyler, just hitting the required age to safely digitize into his local Tower digital world, is in a race to establish his trading company head office. With HYTOMA running for over 150 years, competition is fierce to buy property against other trading guilds, and the richer, more powerful raiding guilds. He could imagine that in his excitement that he would run into a Wanderer, a human that snubs their nose at the Towers, and spend their time wandering the ruined planet. Surviving by scrounging up old PC hard drives, and selling them back to the AI Council, allowing AI to add lost information to the Tower Network, and impoving the digital world. Hang on for a ride, as Tyler discovers he was given a hidden class by the ruling AI entity, slowly rolling through a digital world on a rickety cart. Will this Traveling Shop Keeper survive dragons, and lead Humanity out from the Towers, into a brand new world built by Articifical Intellegence? Note: I am a new writer with difficulty getting words from my head to sheet, so edits will be frequent. I do not have an editor, if you are interested, I am more than willing to discuss options for your involvement.
8 109 - In Serial6 Chapters
Another World Trucker
I must be cursed. All I've ever wanted to do in my life is hit the open road and drive to my heart's content. But life seems to have other plans for me. After dying while on delivery in my semi I wake up to find myself in another world, with my truck. I've always wanted to be the driver, but at this point, I'm just in the passenger seat while whatever forces control these worlds drive me along. Hopefully, this world won't end as bad as the last one. In another world with my truck! Another fairly standard isekai, but one that's hopefully engaging enough to keep everyone around. Also, way too many references to other isekai's will be included. My first time ever writing a story so feedback is greatly appreciated.
8 195 - In Serial23 Chapters
He Finally Cares
In this Outsiders fanfic Rylee Darien, a 15 year old girl from Alabama, gets kidnapped during her dance practice. She then finds that she is lost in Tulsa, Oklahoma. A gang helps her escape her kidnappers for now, and finds herself falling for a dark, mysterious man. Will she find her true love and escape the kidnappers for good? And what happens when secrets get revealed? You'll have to wait and see.
8 228 - In Serial9 Chapters
Addorn: "The Freed of The Void"
Have you ever wondered why the Dwarves in games, movies, and comics, were so great at developing weapons or in some cases creating technology that was so far ahead of their time? Or even why they seemed ruthless and resilient, always somehow surviving even if it meant living underground to survive? And also why were they always in most cases described as greedy for gold or other luxuries? This is the story of the legendary race and the truth behind these stories that followed after this tale.The story begins with the Humans finding out the earth will be decimated, by a cataclysmic event that had happened millions of years ago, in 2 years time. Followed by the awakening of a man, or in this case an infant boy, reborn into a world of myths, legends, and fantasy, only to be a King of legendary proportions.
8 149 - In Serial27 Chapters
Heavens Light (A Magi Fanfic)
This is the story of a young girl who captured a dungeon to keep her family and her friends family safe and well fed, but she never thought what happened next would tear her heart in half. She travels to Sindria with her friends to start a new life, until they run into certain people along the way. What will happen to there new lives, will it be just a normal everyday life or one full of mysteries, adventure, and love. Sorry I kinda suck at entry's so don't judge
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