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❗[Current Writing Contest-WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Fantas]❗ Flain grew up in a futuristic world. When he was born his parents didn't want him because he didn't live up to their expectations and so he ended up very badly. Flain was employed as a slave. He was forced to mine radioactive iron deep in the mines. It was drilled into his head that he existed only to obey orders. Young Flain was obedient. He doubted some of it but knew nothing else. For years, he never saw a single ray of light; light was only spoken of among the others as a legend. The routine was the same: in the morning, he would take a nutrient tablet and water. Then he would mine all day, sleep eight hours, and repeat. Flain worked like this from childhood until he was ten years old. He even found a friend, but that friend died of radiation poisoning right in front of Flain. Flain couldn't stop mining. He kept mining with tears streaming down his face. Before bed, Flain cried. "I will become the strongest. I will kill you all, and you will become my slaves." Flain stopped crying, stared blankly at the rocky ceiling, then looked ahead. A manic grin appeared on his face, one that would often adorn it from that moment on. At the age of ten, Flain was assigned to a military camp due to his endurance in the mines and his survival against radiation. In the camp, Flain was trained. The regime was much looser; he even had an hour of free time each day. However, Flain didn't make any more friends. Even during his free time, he trained with a smile. He would achieve his goal at any cost, even if it meant training himself to death. Experiments were conducted on Flain. He lost his hair, two long gray arms grew on his back, and a third red eye appeared. Flain became a mutant. Flain was then sent to war. He fought with sharp katabas. He performed quite well in the war, earning himself command of ten soldiers and becoming a small commander. But one day, everything changed. Flain then dies, is swallowed by darkness, and Flain refuses to die, thus appearing as a skeleton in a fantasy world.

In the Kunlun Snow Palace, a sage once said, those who pass away wander, while the living cannot let go. Once the soul departs, it will wither like the autumn grass. Those who are reborn from the dead, existing apart from the mortal realm, shall be shunned by all celestial sects and smitten as undead demons. On this day, a youth awakens from within a coffin, his blood dry and his bones chilled, to find himself a century old upon opening his eyes. A single tear from a sage awaited, a constant companion, may unravel the dreams of the past. Seeking not immortality but a mundane death, not to lament with the ages over lost love and resentment, but only wishing to grow old with tenderness in this lifetime, beneath the white clouds that hold no envy for the heavenly realms.

【Necromancer】, Originating from ancient Europe, these mysterious wizards were often male, knowing how to summon and enslave the souls of the deceased to create undead creatures. Usually, those who practiced this craft had frail bodies, pale complexions, and twisted psyches, shunning and distrusting others. Some, who mastered the art, could even trade their flesh for an immortal Lich's life. But can someone tell me how to practice the art of necromancy in the 21st century? In a law-abiding society, I can't even get a skeleton! Misumi Mikoto: Doctor Chen, come quickly and help me examine this body; I can't find the cause of death! Jounouchi Hiromi: Doctor Chen, come check on this patient first; what exactly is wrong with him?

The sun is bleeding. The world has turned to hell. The end of times... is here. Everyone is fighting for their survival. Everyone but one man who decides to play god. Why join the 'good' side when an entire playing field awaits you on the 'evil' side? It's going to be a wild ride of betrayal, setbacks, sacrifice and... evolution of a human to the zombie overlord.

Moulded from rot and souls, Loimos is born as an undead, as a skeleton. An undead linked to the weakest category of its kind, yet, he has something no other of the dead have. He is pure. Follow the journey of Loimos as he fulfils his duty and hunts down the living with extreme prejudice and faces off with the hypocrisy of those who live in death. In a world thriving with life, magic and heroes, he stands as the solution and its end.

In Arcadia, power is determined by one thing — your Awakening. For Leon Graves, the verdict was final: F-Rank Necromancer. Weakest class. Lowest rank. A joke to the world. He lost everything that day — the respect of his peers, the promise of a hunter's future, and even the loyalty of his best friend. Left with nothing but shame, poverty, and a dying mother he couldn’t afford to save, Leon was supposed to fade into the slums of Armathor. But fate had other plans. That night, a glowing blue screen appeared before him: [Zombie Lord System Activated] Unlike the normal hunter systems, this one let him raise the dead — not as mindless puppets, but as evolving warriors with real strength, real tactics... and real loyalty. “F-Rank? I’ll show you what a real rank looks like.” Thrown into a brutal world of dungeon tests, corrupted guilds, and dimensional rifts, Leon doesn’t just fight to survive — he fights to rise. Because when the world discards you, you don’t beg for a seat at the table. You build your own army and take the damn throne.

After suddenly dying from work exhaustion in the modern world, a young man named Clayton wakes up in someone else’s body in a foreign world styled like medieval Europe. Without knowing how or why he ended up there, Clayton slowly realizes he now inhabits the body of a teenager who has just survived a deadly illness—and lost his beloved father. But his new awakening isn’t met with hope; instead, it brings pressure and intrigue. The people around him—from city officials to seemingly kind neighbors—all share one goal: to seize the valuable house his father left behind. One by one, their masks of kindness slip away, revealing the harsh reality of this new world. With a weak body, a nearly dead farm, and a loyal, skinny dog, Clayton must fight to survive. He not only has to delve into the memories of his body’s former owner but also navigate a world filled with manipulation, magical creatures, and social injustice. This world isn’t just an escape from work stress—it’s a battlefield for his soul and pride.

Brought to you by the same author of "Rise of the Undead Legion" Biako. -If you are reading this anywhere that's not Webnovel.com then please stop doing so. those are websites that have stolen this work and using you the reader to earn money from ads. Please do not encourage theft. You can read this almost freely on webnovel by doing simple stuff like watching ads or reviewing the story. Please don't participate in stolen work. Disclaimer: Be patient with this one there are a few... 1st -This is a story where there will be some hot scenes (later down the line) 2nd- As for the start of the story, it is an Academy setting, but it's not the main premise, it's a full world to explore, with continents and dungeon crawling and battles A LOT of battles,. But this academy is the starting point. So please don't judge it poorly 3d- There will be no filler chapters! Not a single one there will be nothing but pure plot, any flashback in the story will have purpose and have incredibly important information regarding future events. 4th The story is slow, but once it picks up, you'll need to buckle up. 5th, There will be no info dumping or overly lengthy fight scenes. Fight length will depend on the opponents the MC is fighting, I'm not gonna write 10 chapters where the mc is fighting some third rate character or 5 chapters explaining a single spell that's not me. 6th last but not least, I'm not the type to make the MC overpowered or give him random abilities just for the sake of winning a fight, fights are meant to be exciting, thrilling and most of all, feel hard-earned when winning. Our MC will not have any easy gifts that aren't earned. Ludwig Heart, the heir to a vast fortune and a life of luxury, craves only one thing: freedom from his gilded cage. But when a plane crash catapults him into a world of magic and danger, he awakens not as the hero he dreamed of, but as a victim in a twisted ritual. Trapped between the ambitions of dark necromancers and the wrath of vengeful gods, Ludwig must navigate a deadly new reality where his life is no longer his own. Stripped of privilege and resurrected as an undead pawn, Ludwig’s fight for survival will determine whether he reclaims his destiny—or becomes a mere footnote in a world of shadows and deceit.

When Electrolux became the old man trapped inside a ring. When Gu Feng transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, becoming the grandson of the Bone Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and awakening the Bone Dragon Martial Soul. The Bone Douluo originally planned for Gu Feng to follow his own defensive path, relying on the Bone Dragon’s unpredictable and ever-changing spatial attribute to fight. But Gu Feng decisively refused, even going so far as to have a falling out with his own grandfather. The Bone Dragon belongs to the Undead attribute; spatial power is only a secondary trait. What kind of mastery is specializing in space? Years later, when Gu Rong met Gu Feng again, he was shocked to find that his grandson had somehow risen to the very top of the continent, becoming an existence even he could only look up to. …… My name is Ye Lingling. Everyone knows the Ye family’s healers are compassionate doctors who dedicate their lives to saving others—but who truly knows the hardships behind our legacy? Recently, I met someone very interesting. He told me, “You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in the Heavenly Dou Empire.” He also said, “There are stars in your eyes…” Hehe, no matter what, I’ll help you! …… Gu Rong: “Hahaha, no wonder he’s my grandson. My grandson Gu Feng truly has the potential to become a god!” Tang San: “Damn it, you damned Gu Feng! With such a thick death aura around you, you must be a fallen soul master, right?” Silver Dragon King: “Clearly the lowest existence among the Dragon Clan, yet why does that aura surpass even the Dragon God?” [Electrolux as the Teacher] [Life is Fragile, the Undead Ascend!] Tags: Douluo, Transmigration, Genius Protagonist, Invincible, Decisive Battle, Lighthearted, Fanfiction, Spin-off, Mature

Forced to Transmigrate as Huo Yuhao, But With the Centipede Cultivator Inheritance Transmigrating as Huo Yuhao comes with the Centipede Cultivator inheritance. If I go to Shrek, will Tang God King sabotage me, taming me into a loyal Tang family hound? Then I’ll unleash Centipede Cultivator’s Fortune-Seizing Dragon Transformation Technique—how will you counter that, Your Excellency? … Huo Yuhao: “Don’t you know everyone at Shrek is my beloved family, my brothers and sisters? …Heh heh heh, you’re next, little punk!” From then on, the entire continent condemned his inhumanity. But when his past was revealed, countless hearts broke, tears fell, and people lamented his bitter years, stripped of all refuge. Thousands of maidens sent letters, yearning to give the young man a warm home! Yet, growth is never free from malicious slander… Shrek: “I suspect Huo Yuhao’s tied to our downfall, but I’ve got no proof!” Holy Spirit Cult: “Same here!” White Tiger Duke’s Mansion: “Us too!” Four Great Empires: … Five Forbidden Zones: … God Realm: … A Demonic Cultivator Mc the only thing that moves him are benefits. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Disclaimer: I do not own the original novel or any of its characters. This is a fan translation. All rights belong to the original author. This is just a translation done by me using AI, not my own work, this is a CN fanfic I really liked so I wanted to share it with people This is a fun translation

A 40-year-old man suddenly dies and is reincarnated in a world devastated by zombies—but instead of becoming a hero or a survivor, he wakes up as a zombie girl.

In a world ruled by the enigmatic Tower, where climbers gain power through classes, skills, and contracts with cosmic sponsors, a boy without any of them dares to climb. Ryu Jin-Seok, raised in secret and trained by a vanished legend, enters the Tower not for glory—but to uncover the truth behind his grandfather’s disappearance. But within him awakens a strange, hidden system unlike anything the Tower has ever seen. As ancient powers stir and factions move behind the scenes, Jin-Seok must face deadly trials, broken champions, and the weight of a legacy he never chose—one that may change the Tower forever.

In a fractured world born from cosmic chaos, a legendary assassin known only as St4 lives by the blade and vanishes with the wind—silent, lethal, and alone. At just 21, he’s carved his place in the underworld, surviving off blood money and precision kills. But everything changes when the universe is torn open by a reality-shattering event known as the Descent of the Unknown—a catastrophe that violently merges countless realms. People are ripped from their homes and hurled into unfamiliar worlds. Time stretches. Laws of existence crumble. And the veil between life and death is destroyed. The dead return, whispering the secrets of their demise, unleashing chaos upon a society not ready to face the truth. As tremors ravage the earth for an entire year, the worlds slowly stabilize—fused into a strange, broken whole teeming with ancient power and forgotten horrors. Now trapped in this new, unstable existence, St4—real name KA, a truth buried deep—must survive in a world where others have trained far longer and wield powers he’s never encountered. Forced to rely on his assassin instincts, KA becomes a reluctant player in a cosmic game, haunted by spirits, hunted by enemies, and pulled toward a destiny that refuses to let him hide. The Descent of the Unknown marked the end of the old world He will Terminate everything and anything In His way.

Waking up in nothing but a cage would make anyone wonder: What the hell is going on? But fortunately, you’ve been reincarnated with a cheat—a system designed to help you escape this dire situation. Now, with the gacha system to guide you, navigating this dangerous world of Marvel becomes a little more manageable. After all, you never know when a certain guy might kick off a population control program, another might decide to play humanoid chess, or yet another starts scheming to rule over everyone. Wait… wasn't that last one kind of the same? Anyway, it's a perilous world, and you were thrown into it without even being asked. So, good luck to me! ******* A fanfiction set in the Marvel Universe with gacha elements. It's slow life at first and then it paces.

bored from his school life Maarg had been living a free and simple life but what will happen when he realises that the new epidemic will change his and his loved ones lives forever!

"You dragged me into this world. Now you kneel in it." — Tim Slokov By day, Tim Slokov was a quiet office drone. By night, a ruthless online critic of fantasy novels. But when a mysterious force transmigrates him into the dying body of an elven outcast—doomed and powerless—Tim realizes he’s become the tragic background character of someone else’s story. Only he refuses to die quietly. Denied justice, Tim is granted a single gift: the Shattered Necromancy System, a broken power fueled by death itself. [Seek Me, O Death — Passive]: Every kill becomes a servant. Every soul feeds his army. [Death Embrace — Active]: He becomes what he commands—gaining the power of his dead. [Arise — Active]: The battlefield becomes his stage, where his fallen rise again. Armed with cursed power, Tim must evolve himself—and his ever-growing legion of the dead—to claw his way up a world that wants him erased. But vengeance is only the beginning. As his strength grows, so does the truth behind his forced arrival... and the god-like force that wants him broken. Tim isn’t here to play the hero. He’s here to rewrite fate—one death at a time.

What would you sacrifice for power? Your wealth? Your name? Lucien gave his legs, his body, and the favour of the gods… just to create the perfect build. When a shut-in author dies with a legacy of unfinished stories and angry readers, he’s greeted by a system that offers him a second life — and a character creation screen straight out of his wildest RPG fantasies. With 9,613 soul points and a heart full of ambition, he crafts the ultimate necromancer: a prodigy with infinite mana, perfect recall, and the power to command armies of the dead. But when he discovers the legendary trait Necroforge — the ability to create undead monstrosities from scratch — he realises he doesn’t have enough points. So he pays the price. Crippled. Cursed. Rejected by healing, hated by light itself… Lucien is reborn in a ruined world as a paralysed infant of a noble necromancer bloodline. Raised by a Lich in the shadows of history, Lucien Vaelthorn will rise to reclaim his family name, forge an empire of the dead, and remind the world that monsters are not born… They are made.

Poisoned by his wife, betrayed by his best friend, and abandoned by his children—Matthew died broken and alone. But when he wakes up thirty years in the past, trapped in his eighteen-year-old body, everything changes. Now, the halls feel haunted, memories from a future that may never come keep popping into his head, and something strange is growing inside him—something he can’t explain. Sadly, this second chance isn’t a blessing. It comes with a price. But this time, he won’t be the victim. This time, he’s the one in control.

A realistic zombie apocalypse ------- The world ended without warning. No monsters. No mutations. Just the walking dead — and the unlucky survivors. When society collapsed, I lost everything. All I have left is my knife, my instincts... and the will to survive. This is my story. No superpowers. No systems. Just blood, death, and the fight to stay human in a world where people turn into monsters. If you're tired of overpowered protagonists, godlike powers, and evolution cheats — welcome to reality. The undead don't care who you were. Only what you're willing to do to keep breathing. My name is Alex. Today is Day 1. And it's already hell. ------ (Warning: Contains violence, gore, and dark themes. This is a gritty, grounded survival tale.) Add to your library if you want a non supernatural kind of apocalypse.