Progressing Stories

Title 2: I Wanted the Wolf King, but I Got the Warmaster Before the Fall. Transmigrating into the most despair-inducing Underhive wastes of the 41st Millennium, Kaelen, a mere mortal, thought his days were numbered. When his cheat system finally activated, he prayed for one thing: Just give me Leman Russ. I need the Wolf King to survive! [Ding! System error. Target locked: Davin. Salvaging soul...] Instead of the loyalist Wolf, a dying giant crashed before him, his soul teetering on the edge of Chaos corruption. It was the Warmaster himself. Horus Lupercal. Staring at the tragic, uncorrupted demigod covered in scars, Kaelen went completely silent. "Horus," Kaelen sighed, pushing up his goggles. "Your father is a corpse on a golden toilet, your brothers have all gone insane, and the Imperium is a rotten hell-hole." Horus: "...?" No divine bloodlines. No genetic enhancements. Just a mortal commander armed with future knowledge, a glitchy system, and the most powerful Primarch in history serving as his loyal sword. If the galaxy is broken, they will carve a bloody path from the Underhive to Holy Terra to fix it. 🩸 [The Ultimate Fix-It]: Erasing the tragedy of the Heresy. Horus never falls, and the traitors will bleed. 🧠 [Mortal Domination]: Watch arrogant Space Marines and Chaos Daemons experience absolute cognitive shock when outsmarted by Kaelen's ruthless modern strategies. ⚔️ [Purging the Dogma]: Slashing heretics, kicking the Golden Throne, and reviving the Emperor's true dream. 👑 [Building a New Order]: From a desperate survivor to the shadow ruler of the Indomitus Crusade.

Logan Reed once made a living creating perfect Pokémon for online clients. Flawless potential. Impossible moves. Maximum friendship. No request was too ridiculous for his modifier. Then a mysterious customer ordered three hundred customized Pokémon. Logan finished only the first one before everything went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he had become ten years old and awakened in the middle of a forest within the Pokémon world...

( An imagined-version of Season II of Beyblade Shogun Steel ) **Fanmade**

https://www.jcldd.com/blog/an-introduction-of-progressive-die-stamping.html Envision a world in which parts show up mysteriously, unequivocally produced, and ready for gathering, and where metal is changed into muddled shapes with each push of a machine. This is the field of moderate die stamping, a quick, exceptionally exact metalworking technique that has changed creation in various ventures.

Nine minutes into any run, the rating window is closing and the corridor in front of Milo Ashcroft keeps going past where the certified map says it stops. That's when the Cartographer System boots - no license required, no permission asked. He's been rated Common, non-commercial, since he was twelve. The System disagrees. It prices every meter he reads in Route Fatigue, and ninety seconds standing still is never free. What lies past the certified map is worth more than any licensed cartographer is allowed to know - and worth killing to keep unlicensed.

You can be given strength by a total stranger, for life - and you will never get so much as a warning before they take it back. That's the one rule the Stepwater country runs on. The substance is called measure. It moves only when someone says your name out loud in front of a sworn witness inside a stone room, and it can be pulled back on a whim by whoever gave it, with no reason owed to the person who just lost it. Weston is the only person alive who was born holding none of his own - not weak, empty - and that emptiness is exactly what lets him do something nobody has managed in a thousand years: take what a stranger gives him and push it into someone else instead, permanently.

Six of the Reach's seven kingdoms are already underwater, and the man who can raise any of them back has already drowned once, just to get here. He's bound to the Ascendancy System now: the standing right to reclaim a drowned crown. It has never once said what the raising costs. Inside an eighteen-minute Slack-Tide Window, he calls a drowned street breathable again. Every raise spends Tide-Salt he can't recover, and First Air he can't refill fast enough. Miscalculate, and it isn't only Ellis who drowns twice. He wants all six kingdoms back, reclaimed instead of conquered - a crown standing instead of a stat cleared.

Valaciel is fifteen again. It is January 2009, first day of a new term, and he is sitting in a classroom like any other student. That is the lie everyone else gets to believe. He remembers everything. He remembers dying alone at sixty-one. He remembers being pulled into Heaven and climbing for centuries as someone Heaven never wanted. He remembers the fall, the Void, and the long years inside it - years that felt like forever and ended with a wish he did not fully understand: to come back. When he wakes in 2009, the world has moved on without him. No one else remembers Heaven, or the war, or what was done to him. Only Val does. The world he returns to is stranger than it looks. Monsters spill from Gates that open in cities and forests and empty lots, and the people who fight them grow stronger with every clear. Angels and demons and old bargains sit behind ordinary life, and Val is trying to learn how to be fifteen again while carrying the weight of someone who has already lived too much.

[[A dark fantasy in another world, born of betrayal and taboo] "The first friend I ever trusted killed me... all for money." Haruto Kobayashi, a young man who met a bitter end, awoke next in a harsh otherworld where humans, demons, dragons, and gods ran rampant. To make matters worse, he found himself in the body of a "Half-Dragon, Half-Demon" infant- a taboo existence loathed and shunned by the entire world. Stripped of his second family by the world's cruel and irrational laws and left utterly alone, Haruto plunges into a blood-soaked journey just to survive. Encounters with new allies, conspiracies within the kingdom, and fierce battles that draw in the gods themselves. Defying his harsh fate, Haruto reaches out to seize dominion over the world. Yet, at the end of his desperate struggle, he discovers a truth about the world that is far too cruel. -"This world... isn't real." It was an endless "prison of memories"- a construct created by "another self," the ultimate adversary known as Kai Zero, who had repeatedly killed Haruto across countless timelines. The false world begins to crumble. His comrades-in-arms are fading away. Beyond the cycle of reincarnation, where everything is turned upside down, Haruto launches a rebellion against the false system itself to grasp the true "beginning"-! Alternative Titles: Beyond Reincarnation / 転生の向こう側 (Japanese Official Web Novel Release)

Li Tian survived the massacre of Black Crow Village, but he did not escape unchanged. The Pale Court - a secret organization that believes memory is suffering and attachments are chains - came for something hidden within his bloodline. They left with nothing but ashes. What they sought was the First Memory: the primordial source from which all Intent was born. And it lives inside Li Tian. He also inherited the Broken Flute, a cursed instrument that traps the souls and memories of the dead rather than letting them pass on. Where most cultivators wield their own Intent, Li Tian carries thousands - warriors, poets, healers, farmers - all clamoring for space in his mind. If he cannot control them, they will erase him completely. His only anchor is Xiao Yin, the girl taken from him that night, whose living bond of shared reaches across miles like a thread even Oblivion cannot sever. Gathering six extraordinary companions who become known as The Seven Lanterns, Li Tian journeys across a Jianghu torn by three warring philosophies: 🏮 The Seven Lanterns fight to preserve memory and meaning. ⚫ The Pale Court seeks to erase the past to end suffering forever. ☁️ The Celestial Vanguard believes both sides are chains - and seeks to transcend all Intent entirely. As Li Tian's power grows, so does the question at the heart of his journey: Are the memories we carry our greatest strength... or our most dangerous curse? ------------------------ 《 Arc 1 - Chapter 1 to chapter 11 = Completed 》 《 Arc 2 - Chapter 12 to Chapter 22 = (Completed) 》 《 Arc 3 - Chapter 23 to Chapter 33 = (Ongoing) 》

In Meridian City, a dungeon is run like a company: ranked floors, quarterly quotas, a termination clause that doesn't fire you, it erases you. Cole Ashworth died once, chasing a deadline at a desk. He wakes into this one mid-onboarding, one smeared signature from his erasure, when a dormant Whistleblower System boots inside him. Fine Print shows him the one true flaw in anything he studies: a rewritten date, a forced signature. Every reading burns Vitality Equity he never recovers; using it off the clock breaks his contract. Both powers climb the same eight corporate ranks on two ledgers that don't speak: official Clearance, and the Tier Gap only Cole can see.

"Reality requires three points of agreement to stay stable: A Witness, a Record, and a Name. Take one away, and the world begins to unravel" Aren Vey is a scribe's apprentice trained in the quiet art of keeping reality anchored. In a world where forgotten deaths threaten to tear the fabric of existence, scribes live by three inviolable laws: WITNESS, RECORD, NAME. Then a fresh grave erases its own inscription before his eyes. Investigating the anomaly leads Aren to Eira Venn-a pale, silver-eyed girl who appears only at funerals, leaves no footprint in human memory, and carries a terrifying curse: she is contagious. To speak her name is to invite her decay into your own mind. To know her is to watch your own memories turn to ash. Driven by forbidden curiosity, Aren breaks into his mentor's subterranean archive and uncovers a secret buried beneath centuries of scraped ink. Eira isn't a specter or a rogue magic user-she is an Unnamed, an anomaly that has walked through hundreds of years of funerals, always twenty years old, always forgotten. And hidden beneath the floorboards sits a leather-bound ledger titled The Last Name of God. Inside, Aren finds no ancient hymns or holy scriptures. He finds hundreds of entries written in his own handwriting across centuries. At the bottom of the last page, written in ink that feels terrifyingly fresh, is his own name-and a desperate command left by a past version of himself: "THIS TIME, DO NOT LET HER DIE...?!?! As mysterious forces splinter the archive doors and the boundary of memory collapses, Aren realizes the horrifying truth: remembering Eira Venn isn't just a sin against the Scribes. It is the catalyst that will make the world forget itself.

Could you do it? Could you live, day after day, in a city this violent, this broken? Could you lie, steal, and hide to stay alive? Could you hurt someone to protect the one person you have left? Fourteen-year-old Amos doesn't have the answers. The economy collapsed years ago and almost took the country down with it, and he's resourceful enough to survive Boston's streets alone but only just, and only for so long. Then he meets Alanah, a hot-headed girl as stubborn and capable as he is, and together they carve out a hidden life that almost passes for normal. But surviving the streets is only half the fight. The other half is staying who you are while you do it: while you deceive, and rob, and hurt people to make it to the next day. Then Amos crosses the wrong person: an old-world matriarch with a strict code of family honour and a gift for a much older, darker kind of power. When he bloodies her grandson, she doesn't send men. She sends a curse, one that slowly eats away at who Amos is. Cornered and running out of time, Amos and Alanah are pushed toward choices they'll carry for the rest of their lives.

An eight-year-old boy. A discarded book. A phone. And a world far larger than he ever imagined. Alcric lives with his family in the remote Greenlandic settlement of Ittoqqortoormiit. His family has little, and life depends on hunting, fishing, limited resources, and careful decisions. At seven, Alcric discovers discarded books near his school. Inside them, he finds knowledge about a world he has never seen-technology, science, engineering, business, and education. For the first time, he realizes how much there is to learn. So he begins. He reads. He experiments. He fails. He tries again. A phone eventually connects him to the internet, where he discovers educational resources, digital books, and AI. But Alcric soon learns something important: Knowing something doesn't mean you can do it. Reading about electricity doesn't give him electricity. Reading about engineering doesn't give him the tools to build machines. And knowing about martial arts won't magically make an eight-year-old capable of fighting. Then Alcric starts recording his life in Greenland. At first, almost nobody watches. But his videos slowly attract an audience. His channel grows, his family's life improves, and his name reaches far beyond Greenland. Then an unexpected invitation arrives. Ming Do. A new academy combining education, martial arts, philosophy, and practical development. Alcric investigates before accepting. He researches the academy, questions the recruiter, and discusses the opportunity with his parents. Eventually, he agrees to meet them. He doesn't know it yet, but Ming Do will challenge everything he has learned. He will meet people stronger, faster, smarter, and more experienced than himself. He will make friends. Find rivals. Fail. Struggle. Grow. Because knowledge is only the beginning. This is Alcric's journey-from a curious boy in Greenland to the greatest student of Ming Do.

AfroVerse: Battle for the Core Two brothers. One ancient power. A city built on lies. Layan and Kaelo thought their lives were bound to the peaceful highlands of the Serengeti. But peace shatters the night the Aegis Syndicate raids their village, leaving their father dead in the dust. Driven by grief and a desperate need for power, Kaelo steals ancient relics and flees to the glittering, neon-lit metropolis of Dar es Salaam, striking a deal with the very corporate monsters who destroyed his home. Left behind, the burden of protection falls on Layan. Chosen by a sacred ancestral artifact, he unlocks Moli-a fierce, spiritual warrior energy he barely knows how to control. Forced into the concrete jungle of the city, Layan must navigate corporate syndicates, underground cyber-hackers, and a brother wearing a high-tech Crimson Core Suit fueled by rage. As a dark web of betrayal closes in around them, Layan must fight to save his brother before a masked killer ends them both. Dive into a gripping Sci-Fi/Fantasy thriller where ancient lineage clashes with corporate corruption, and the ultimate battle for survival begins at the core.

Rhett Sorrell admits it up front: he once let a settlement silence someone who deserved better, and never answered for it. Now that debt lives inside a keep called Caldreth Reach, in a Concord of broken thrones, where survival means being read as useful before anyone asks what he is. The System reads that use as Due, a tally of trust the court hands him, through Due-Sight, always four days behind the room. Climbing it is the whole plan: disposable today, indispensable before the debt catches up. Nothing on that climb is free - every rung costs him something the System calls Toll Taken, a piece of who he was, spent the moment it's granted.

No Landing on the Stair has ever admitted keeping a list of who it turns away. It only ever says, again, that it doesn't. THE TREAD reads the Stair's real law to Hollis alone: usable force equals suiting fraction times local load. THE HOLD carries up to four strangers' shortfall past a Landing, draining his own strength for days per debt. THE FOOTHOLD buys an exemption, paid in blood - a nosebleed first, a permanent piece of himself later. Every person he carries past starts the same four-hundred-day clock, whether they ever learn it exists or not. At the Rim, a guild sells the only measurements anyone is licensed to trust.

In a world governed by divine monopolies and rigid cosmic ledgers, power is not cultivated-it is leased. Aethelgard is a four-ringed concentric realm where native elites sign brutal contracts with the gods, carving "Edicts" into their souls to channel raw power. But when Julian Vance-a cold, calculating quantitative analyst from Earth-transmigrates into the dying body of an expendable archive clerk, he brings a mindset entirely alien to this world: he doesn't revere the gods; he short-sells them. Unlike the native Edict-Bound, Julian wakes as an Unchartered soul, equipped with The Fate Market Interface-a silent, non-magical financial dashboard overlaid across reality. To Julian, magical wards are systemic vulnerabilities, bad luck is over-leveraged liability, and causality is simply a ticker tape waiting to be manipulated. Starting at the bottom of the Lower Rim with zero capital, Julian survives his own framed execution by sabotaging the illegal assets of the noble House Varos, netting his first 120 Fate Credits. Recognizing that physical violence is a low-yield risk, he begins recruiting distressed human assets-starting with Kael, a disgraced Stage 2 mercenary drowning in catastrophic "Misfortune Debt." By restructuring Kael's bad luck and weaponizing it as kinetic collateral, Julian begins executing high-level institutional raids, tricking regulatory bodies like the terrifying Crown Inquisition into liquidating his rivals for him.

Two souls. One curse. Eike and Tassila have never met. But they have two things in common: a life they long to escape, and a mysterious symbol on their skin-the Mal. Eike, a peasant, is branded the devil's child and beaten for it. Tassila, daughter of an impoverished noble, is being rushed into marriage before the Mal devours her like her sister. However, fate changes when the power of alchemy awakens in them, and with it a dangerous sliver of hope. When Eike's and Tassila's paths cross, neither knows of their common burden, nor whether the other can be trusted. But in the Theudic Empire, where only the mightiest alchemists rule and the weak are swept aside, they must fight as one to survive. There's only one path: break the curse, and become the strongest alchemists ever known. What to expect: - Two MCs, dual POV. - Slow-burn romance. - Weak-to-strong progression. - Original setting transplanting Chinese cultivation into a medieval German low-fantasy world. - Dark-but-hopeful vibe with deep mysteries and intense shōnen-style fights. - Updates Mon-Fri. Advance chapters on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/cw/CursedAlchemists

Mezalogue was a village left in the dark. While the glittering capitals of the Grand Nation of Wilscovia hummed with advanced technology, life in the outer rims moved at a grueling, ancient pace. A forgotten frontier, heavily monitored by the ruthless Knights of Supremacy. Dominic was an obedient village boy who never looked for trouble. And, for reasons known only to his family, he always wore a mask. But when a routine trip for firewood spirals into a high-stakes clash with capital elites, Dominic and his twin brother Raphael are dragged straight into the meat grinder: The School of Supremacy Entrance Exam. A brutal, hundreds of participants Battle Royale where only the absolute strongest survive. To achieve absolute dominance, they must unlock Qi (Qirap) the invisible internal energy that floods the mind when the human brain is pushed past its limits by sheer grit, rage, and survival instinct. But as the dark secrets of Dominic's mask begin to crack, a terrifying cosmic truth begins to bleed out into the arena. The empire thinks they are hosting a simple exam. They have no idea that the timeline is already ticking toward an apocalyptic red eclipse...[Updates Everyday apart from weekends]