Trash Awakening, F-Rank Copy Passive Talent

"Devouring Lifespan to grow stronger!!" When Ricky Stormwind—a washed-up office worker—drank himself to death, he expected eternal nothingness. Instead, he awoke in a new world… as a mosquito. Weak as an ant. Fragile as a piece of paper. Prey to everything. But this world is no ordinary one. Magic, monsters, and powerful beings dominate the land, with ruthless forces waging war for supremacy. And Ricky? He possesses a terrifying ability—he can drain lifespan from any living creature and use it to evolve. A single bite can grant him hours. A feast?..... Years!! Now, in a forest filled with predators and beside a village on the brink of destruction, Ricky must climb the evolutionary ladder—from insignificant pest to a calamity that could devour the world itself. But when his first real meal triggers a mass sacrifice, the world mistakes him for a rising Demon Lord. Bounties are placed on his head. Armies march to hunt him down. And lurking in the shadows, a forbidden power calls to him, promising a path beyond mere survival—one that could reshape reality itself. In a world where everything is prey to something greater, something horrendous… he will rise to become the apex. https://discord.gg/egZYREvZbD

When the blood moon stains the Silverfang altar once more, Alyssa Darkclaw opens her hell-forged eyes to the sound of shattered chains. This time, her fangs hide beneath a grey wolf's pelt, her betrothed's roses conceal venomous thorns, and the infamous Mad King Kane tilts her chin with bloodied fingers: "Little mouse, that fire in your eyes... is that an invitation to burn the world?" The sacrificed alpha's daughter returns with fragmented Moonflare embers smoldering in her veins. As sworn enemies become dancing blades in the dark, as vampire ice collides with lycan fury under midnight skies, Alyssa smiles over traitors' bones: "I don't want vengeance—I want the entire werewolf realm howling at their new queen's feet."

Don't Say That I Didn't Warn You : MC Is OP. This Novel Doesn't Have A Villain. This Novel Is Solely Dedicated On Torturing Tang San And Yu Xiaogang. Building A Harem By The Way.

First World : Campione Current - Second World: High School DxD Third World: ??? Reincarnated into the world of Campione! Haru Kasugano, our hero slays gods and ascends as the mightiest Godslayer. He battles powerful God-Kings and Campiones, claiming victory after victory. Whatever it is. [Wealth, Power, Beauty] he has it All. Watch him grow stronger as he travels into new realms like High School DxD and the Fateverse, leaving a trail of defeated gods and captivated hearts in his wake.

Hal Rayner wakes up in what appears to be a different version of the MCU. Now in the body of a younger version of himself, he must navigate this unfamiliar world, a world that carries its own weight of problems, with strong will. A vanished population. An earth in mourning. A hopeless society grasping for answers. Beneath it all lies a repressed fear that only the world leaders and government have—an unease surrounding the quiet rise of a new species that could challenge the future of humanity: mutants. A species Hal now belongs to. He will face the greed of the very people he once called his own, dodge their grasping hands that are eager to dissect and profit from the blood of his comrades, carry the sorrow of his kind, and temper the rage building inside him as innocents follow orders in the name of the greater good. He will endure for those he loves, for those he holds with compassion—for mutantkind. — This story is my spin on a marvel mutant fanfic. What I want to focus on is a story around the five years that half of the population went missing, as well as beyond, as I don’t really see any story based around that time at all. This story will also focus towards the rise of mutants, and how it would be in the MCU, at least, what would make sense to me with the established mythos of the movies. It will touch the themes of oppression, media control, racism, and all those things in the x-men comic. Everything before Thanos snapped his fingers for the first time will be what it was in the MCU canon, but after it will be entirely AU. Because of said themes, this fanfic will NOT be a face-slapping kind of fanfic. I will focus on the characters, their motivations, their trauma, and their struggle. Because of the circumstances of the MCU as a whole, most of the adult X-men cast that you know from fanfics or movies will probably not appear at all or will be in a different state that you usually find in other stories. The first arc of the story will sort-of be the New Mutants movie heavy rewrite. If that doesn’t interest you, then move along I guess. Aside from the New Mutants movie rewrite at the start, I will probably take very loose inspirations from Avengers vs. X-men, Civil War II, House of X, Fall of X, and all the post-endgame movies. As for chapter information. A chapter will be around 700-2000 words, depending on my mood and the pace of the scenes. I don’t have a fixed schedule, but I will most likely post in bulk, especially if the scenes are shorter and thus the chapters are shorter. Lastly, everything aside the MC doesn't belong to me, even the cover picture. art by sway art.

"Time... the one force even we couldn't comprehend. We danced upon the stars, sculpted worlds, and etched eternity into stone. We believed ourselves beyond death—convinced we had transcended Time itself. But Time... it watched. It waited. And now, it strikes to prove us fools. What irony... To build empires that span millennia, only to be undone by a flicker. A single soul, born beneath the veil of dust and dream—but chosen by fate. Why? Why would that power choose him? What purpose lies in such defiance? Why would the power only slumber within a child cradled by mortals? Even we, for all our knowing, are left to wonder... and in fear." “Huh? What are you mumbling about, old man?” “You'll see... very soon, when Time’s judgment befalls us.”

Just as he wakes up in the hospital, Rhodes is driven to marry his dead fiancee. However, this ploy to steal his inheritance doesn’t work in their favor. Rhodes abandons his hollow life after losing his memories… to follow the trail of a mysterious man who appeared at his wedding. It leads him back to his unlikely hometown and the site of his first demise. Killian only wants a life of his choosing. However, his family’s self-instated mission as keepers of the spiritual realm keeps interfering with his dreams. His sole lucky stroke is running into Rhodes again. Riches, secrets, and ghosts converge in the new life they wove together. A ghost hotel attracts all kinds of spirits that might harm the people… or give answers to Rhodes’s strange amnesia. Will they balance everything in the two worlds, or will they cause one disaster after another? This is a work of fiction. All similarities to real people and events are all coincidental.

future and past perfection is the stories i told this is my way of writing i am the first to create the most powerful beings none claims first before me Through future and past, I wove perfection. Not in plots, but in truths — I forged the most powerful beings across infinite Omniverses. This is my way. This is my myth.” They chase numbers, I carry meaning. They scream about who solos who—while I mourn the weight of existence. They crown their false gods with destruction, I kneel before creation's pain. Let them build tiers; I build eternity. Let them shout power; I whisper purpose. Because true omnipotence is not who ends all things— It’s who loves all things, even when all things wish you were never born." true omnipotence is sustaining everything. The Unbounds reflect what happens when beings evolve past tiering systems, yet still must ask: “Why do I exist?”

In a world where ancient myths are more than stories, the land of Bharat stands on the edge of collapse. The Hell Gates—forgotten relics of a time erased from history—have begun to open, spilling chaos across the realm. Kings fall, guilds fracture, and divine powers stir restlessly. Amid the storm, a nameless ember flickers into existence. He wasn’t forged for glory. He wasn’t written into prophecy. But something… awakened. Bound by fate, hunted by shadows, and burdened with a power he doesn’t understand, a young man is thrust into a war that predates the world itself. As truths unravel and enemies multiply, one thing becomes clear—Bharat’s salvation won’t come from the heavens. It will rise from the ashes.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I was eight when my world burned. My family was slaughtered; my home was reduced to ash. And the ones responsible? Gone. All they left behind was a black bandana embroidered with a nightshade thorn—a symbol of death. For ten years, I trained in the shadows. I became a weapon. Now, my hunt leads me to Prestige Supernatural Academy (PSA), the most elite werewolf school in the world—a place ruled by four Alpha heirs with too much power, arrogance, and dark desires. The night I arrive, I cross paths with Dristan, Kai, and Axel—heirs to the East, North, and West Alpha Kings. Arrogant. Vicious. Gods among wolves. They see me as nothing. A weak, powerless stray. They humiliate me, taunt me, overpower me— making me want to rip them apart. So, I make a vow: I’ll destroy them before they ever get the chance to destroy me. Then, on the eve of my 18th birthday, the Blood Moon rises. My wolf awakens. My power surges. And fate? That cruel, twisted bitch shackles me to all three of them. Mates. I want to reject them. I burn for them instead. And when I meet Xade, the wicked, silver-tongued heir to the Middle Belt Alpha King, the final bond snaps into place. Four possessive, dominant, and dangerously irresistible alphas. One vengeful, unbreakable wolf. And a deadly secret tying them to my past. Loving them could destroy me. Hating them could kill me. But in the end… who will ruin whom? And, fuck—why does my traitorous body want all four of them to do it? *************** “Say it.” Dristan’s voice was smooth and controlled in a way that promised devastation underneath. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as he cornered me against the desk. Kai was behind me, his warmth pressing into my back, his breath teasing my neck. Axel leaned in, lips curved in a sinful smirk, his hazel green eyes dark with amusement. “Say it, sweetheart. Say you don’t want us and we’ll let you be—maybe.” I clenched my fists. I wanted to tell them to fuck off—but my traitorous body? It was already betraying me.  My skin burned. My heart raced. My thighs clenched against the insufferable ache they caused just by existing. I lifted my chin, ignoring the heat curling low in my stomach. “I don’t—” “Liar.” The single word came from Xade, who had been silent until now. He was sitting in the professor’s chair, his crystal blue eyes burning into mine. He didn’t have to touch me. His voice alone was enough to undo me. He smirked, tilting his head. “You can fight it all you want, little wolf. But we can smell it.” Axel’s fingers traced the pulse at my throat. “Your heart’s pounding.” Kai’s lips brushed my ear. “Your body’s betraying you, love.” Dristan exhaled slowly, his gaze locked onto mine like a predator savouring its prey. “Your scent doesn’t lie, mate.” Fuck. My entire body was on fire. My legs trembled. My wolf purred in my head, eager to submit. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could—I shoved Axel back, spun around, and tried to escape. I didn’t make it. Kai grabbed my wrist, yanking me back into his chest. I gasped, my palms slamming against his rock-solid torso. His golden eyes burned into mine. “Where do you think you’re going?” Axel was behind me now, his fingers sliding under my jaw, forcing my head up. “We’re not done with you, sweetheart.” Dristan smirked. “Not even close, mate.” "We're just getting started," Xade drawled. I was trapped. Caged. And the worst part? I didn’t want to run. ***************** Instagram: Baevidaa Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/68t5Pv3Gmn BaeVida#7176