Litrpg Stories

Li Hao is transmigrated into a Xianxia Cultivation World, and thrust into the life of a servant in the Azure Cloud Sect. He has the worst quality trash five element spiritual roots. Any other wastrel in his position would be chopping wood and eating inferior quality pills for the rest of their life. However, he binds with a system that can upgrade everything. Purchased a worthless burnt and blackened pill worse than poison? No Problem! It is only 1 upgrade away from a priceless golden three pattern Marrow Cleansing Elixir! Found an old cracked and rusty butter knife? Easy fix! Let's turn that into a dagger sharp enough to slice through Demonic Serpent Scales! What to expect: -Weak to Strong -Magic Items, Spirit Stones, and Wealth Accumulation -Kingdom Building -Sects, Clans, and Royal Dynasties in Constant War [5 Uploads Per Week: M,T,W,TH,F]

Jack didn't ask to save the world. He just wanted to run his convenience store in peace. Then he woke up in a wasteland. No town. No neighbors. No Wi-Fi. Just cracked red earth, dead trees, and a voice in his head calling itself the Limitless Omniversal Supply System. The LOSS System. Jack laughed for a very long time. The system was not amused. Now he has a fully stocked store, unlimited water and electricity, and a system that's somehow both all-powerful and deeply offended by everything he says. To survive in a world where the average temperature hits 52°C, Jack will have to sell supplies, make allies, build shelter, and figure out why his little store might be the first step toward bringing a dead world back to life. One cold soda at a time.

In the world of the Walls, everything follows a cycle. The Titans eat. The humans die. The Paths connect them all. But I am a variable that doesn't belong in the equation. After a fatal encounter with a truck, I woke up in Shiganshina with a broken body and a glowing interface only I can see. I have one year before the fall of Wall Maria. My XP gain is abysmal, my strength is non-existent, and my existence is a glitch in the Founding Titan's vision. I'm not here to follow the script. I'm here to rewrite the physics of this world. [XP Multiplier: 1.0x] [Probability of Survival: 0.04%] [Let's change those numbers.]

Skylar was just an ordinary gaming obsessed senior when the world turned upside down. Now she's balancing living in her world and adventuring in The Campaign. Follow her as she gains levels and skills while helping her own world adjust to their new reality.

After dying from cancer, Liu Yun was transmigrated to an Apocalypse World with a system. Unlike everyone else's overpowered systems, hers has only one objective: Survive. But before she can even understand what's happening, a teleportation glitch throws everything into chaos. Ding! [Teleportation intercepted! Foreign intervention detected!] Ding! [Emergency procedure activated!] With a weak body, zero combat ability, and a malfunctioning system, Liu Yun somehow stumbles into saving the most terrifying existence in the apocalypse... The Zombie Emperor. Liu Yun: "System! Are you kidding me?!" System: [......]

【A false Necromancer lacks troops and is hunted down by others.】 【A true Necromancer commands countless skeletons and becomes a ruler in their own right.】 After obtaining the Dual-Portal, Wu Heng discovered that the original world was overrun with zombies. When the plan to become a profiteer failed, a new plan for survival began. Wu Heng chose to become a 'Necromancer.' Can't summon the undead in another world? The entire apocalyptic planet is a source of troops. Can't survive in the zombie world? Then I'll live and learn skills in another world. From that point on, the world witnessed an undead army equipped with modern weapons. Natural disaster looms, with millions of skeletons. Undying bone dragons, undead kings. (Dual-Portal + Necromancer + Magic + Fantasy World + Undead Plague.) Patreon link for those interested: https://www.patreon.com/FALCON_N

Years ago, an international expedition recovered an impossible artifact from beneath the Antarctic ice-an object believed to have been left behind by an extraterrestrial civilization. Then *Star Realm 3.0* appeared. With near-perfect virtual reality and the unprecedented support of governments across the world, the mysterious game drew billions of players almost overnight. No one knew who had created it. Even fewer understood why humanity's leaders were so desperate to bring the entire planet online. Bankrupt, newly single, and running out of options, Chen Mo spent what little money he had left on a gaming headset. If this new world truly represented humanity's next great opportunity, he intended to use it to rebuild his life. His starting talent, however, looked worthless. **Ancient God's Curse** was only a low-rank, evolvable ability. Each successful attack placed a lingering curse on its target, dealing a tiny amount of damage that ignored defense while suppressing recovery. The damage seemed insignificant-until Chen Mo realized that the curse could be stacked repeatedly. Its growth potential was even more terrifying. Slaying elite enemies would permanently strengthen its damage, while defeating bosses could raise the talent itself to higher ranks. Where everyone else saw a useless beginner skill, Chen Mo saw an ability with no visible ceiling. He became a mage who invested in speed, covering entire battlefields with spells before his enemies could react. Later, he learned to conceal himself and strike like an assassin. As the curse evolved and its layers multiplied, armor stopped mattering. Healing stopped working. Even the rules designed to keep the game balanced began to collapse around him. But *Star Realm 3.0* was never merely a game. Its existence was tied to the Antarctic artifact, the growing turmoil on Earth, and alien powers already making their way across the stars. When those civilizations finally reached the planet, they expected to find a

When the next-generation full-dive VRMMO Godhunt Online finally launched, professional gold farmer Liu Kongkong rushed in immediately. After all, this game was supposed to make him rich. Unfortunately, the name he wanted was already taken. "Seriously? Fine, I'll just change it. Can you hurry up? You're wasting my money-making time." After a few random clicks- He entered the game before even finishing character creation. And somehow, his character had become the blacksmith NPC of the beginner village. At first, Liu Kongkong was furious. Then he discovered something important: Every coin players spent on his weapons belonged to him. Suddenly... being an NPC didn't sound so bad. Forge equipment? He casually modified the stats and sold them for ten times the price. The cash shop doesn't sell cosmetics? Fine. He'd just craft better-looking armor himself. The system wanted him to design dungeons for players to challenge? With his years of gaming experience, if players could clear them easily, he'd change his surname on the spot. World Boss loot wasn't enough to satisfy him anymore. True divine weapons could only be forged by Liu the Blacksmith himself. As his wealth exploded and his stats spiraled completely out of control, one truth became clear: He no longer needed skill multipliers. A single punch was enough. And when the worlds finally merged together, even the supreme god-emperor was smashed into the ground by Liu Kongkong's fist. "This... is your limit?" the Emperor God asked weakly. Liu Kongkong shook his head. "No," he replied calmly. "This is the limit your body can withstand." "And I'm still not wearing my equipment yet."

The world didn't end. It levelled up. Eighteen-year-old Romi Decker is waiting for a train when reality resets. A mysterious World System appears. Everyone becomes a Player. Classes are assigned. Levels unlock. Monsters, dungeons, quests and loot begin appearing across the modern world. There's just one problem. Romi is Level 0. While everyone else begins at Level 1, her System insists she's already registered. Then she discovers she can see information other Players can't-including the impossible profile of nineteen-year-old Trent Rider. Class: NPC. Status: Alive. Deaths: 14. Things only get stranger when the World Map unlocks and Romi discovers four people listed as her family. She doesn't remember any of them. Nobody does. Now Romi and Trent must survive a world rapidly transforming into something that looks suspiciously like a game. There are monsters to fight, Coins and materials to collect, weapons to level, Strongholds to upgrade and an increasingly ridiculous number of System notifications to deal with. Trent thinks it might be the best game ever. Romi isn't convinced it's a game at all. Because buried beneath the levels, quests and upgrades are errors the System doesn't want anyone investigating. And Romi has one question it refuses to answer: If the World System has only just arrived, why does it remember her?

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.

The world has already ended. For one million years, Jace Seo has wandered through the ruins of humanity, fighting monsters, battling gods, and searching for a way to avenge the civilization he failed to save. Now, as the last human alive, he faces the strongest god in existence... and loses. But due to a unique ability called Total Loop, death isn't the end. He awakens one million years in the past, in the body of his 27-year-old self, with all of his memories and abilities. But will all of his power be enough to save the world that he lost? ------ Weekly updates on Sundays.

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.

One day, an ordinary fish tank becomes home to a race of miniature fishfolk. Soon afterward, its owner learns that the game captivating the world is destined to merge with reality. When that happens, monsters and civilizations from another realm will cross over-and ordinary people may have nowhere left to hide. His only advantage is a god-tier talent that transforms his fish tank into an evolving pocket world. Sea beast eggs, rare creatures, and precious resources obtained inside the game can all be brought into it. With time flowing far faster within the tank, even the weakest hatchling can grow into a creature of legend. By the time the game descends upon reality, the balance of the entire world has already begun to change. Colossal sea beasts rise from a seemingly ordinary tank, ancient powers lose control of the oceans, and distant kingdoms arrive at an astonishing conclusion: They have discovered the legendary origin world of all sea beasts.

Yang Ling was just a professional gold farmer looking to relax in the newly released VR game, Godrealm. Instead, he found himself trapped inside. The environment was brutal. Monsters roamed everywhere. Resources were scarce. And worst of all- There was no logout button. With no way to escape and death lurking around every corner, Yang Ling had only one option left: Mine ore. Level up. Allocate stats. And survive at all costs. What began as a desperate struggle for survival slowly turned into something far greater. Because in this world, the strongest players weren't heroes- They were the ones willing to grind endlessly.

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.

When the apocalypse arrived, Evan Hale did not get a sword. He did not get magic. He got Shelter Manager. At first, it looked useless. Then the monsters reached the apartment doors, the fighters panicked, and Evan discovered that locks, walls, rules, and frightened people could become something stronger than a weapon. Ashford Gardens is old, damaged, and full of people who do not trust him. It is also the only safe place left.

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.

Teenage duelist Dominique becomes an adventurer after inheriting a 32,000 Gold debt. After killing a god in self defense, her already distorted life-and the world around her-spirals further and further out of control. Like dominoes toppled by the passing of a deer, one mistake leads to another. Then another. Until it can no longer be stopped. With a broken heart and bloodstained hands, the journey into oblivion begins. ************ DOMINION Volume 1. Of Deer and Dominoes Story written by Crow. This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to actual people, the living or the dead, places, events, and the deer and dominoes are either fictitious and/or entirely coincidental. © 2026 Crowyoru. All Rights Reserved.

She was seven when the river took her. He spent two years learning how to breathe without her. Then he died too. He should be gone. Instead he wakes up in a body that isn't his, in a world that isn't his, surrounded by people speaking words he shouldn't understand. None of it matters. None of it, because someone tells him his daughter is alive. Not here. Not close. Six worlds away, growing up without a father, not knowing he's coming. But he's coming. Every world has a coin. Every coin holds something together. Every coin he takes leaves a wound behind him, broken wards, unprotected towns, people who helped him left with nothing. He tells himself he'll make it right later. He tells himself there's no other way. Maybe there isn't. Maybe that's the worst part. WISHING WELL - A serialized isekai light novel.

To the Devils, Angels and Fallen of Kuoh. Y/n is a simple nerd with few friends - a quiet, unbothered teenager with no standing amongst their kind. However, that all changes when he has the time of his life with his upperclassmen. Akeno Himejima. As her presence and actions awaken a dormant power that should have never been unleashed. And for Y/n, his entire life is turned upside down. His friends. His loved ones. His family. Welcome to: A Wanderer's Requiem: Awakening.