Hill Terry, Crown Prince of Timeline, possesses the blood of an ancient dragon capable of controlling time, yet his eyes harbor a cold, calculating sequence that trades emotion for omniscience. His world was meant to be a tapestry of knowledge, intrigue, and controlled adventure, until an awakened Titan ruin shatters it all.

The ancient steel civilization has never perished; it lurks in the shadows, regarding the Dragonborn as its most precious "forging material" and manipulating its allies into fanatical pawns. From a desperate escape to trials in the wastelands, from court intrigue to clashes in other realms, Hill matures rapidly amidst blood and fire. He exposes conspiracies, takes in the last surviving dragon, and confronts the chilling malice from beyond the stars, seeking to reshape all order.

As the family's king gradually relinquishes his power, as his sleeping brother awakens with bewildered eyes, and as his former classmates are transformed into twisted weapons by the Titans—Hill knows he stands at a crossroads in history. In his left hand lies the Reverse Scale, inherited from his ancestors, carrying both curse and hope; in his right hand is the Eye of Truth, capable of seeing through all things and weaving time and space.

This is the final glorious era of the Dragonborn, and the prelude to the Titans' return. Hill Terry will use his wisdom and sword to carve out a future for the Time Dragons, on the chessboard of power and the battlefield of flesh and blood, for his loved ones and for his world.

"The Ancient Chaos Hammer" tells the story of the legendary counterattack of Su Yan, a young man from a mountain village. He grew up in Qingyan Village after his parents died early. He got the Ancient Chaos Hammer by chance and set out on a journey to find five Chaos Orbs to unlock it.

On the way, he made his mark in the secret realm and bravely fought the Blood Blade Gang to protect the village. After obtaining a Chaos Orb, he was coveted by forces such as the Black Wind Village. See how Su Yan, with his perseverance and wisdom, cut through the thorns in this fantasy world, and become the Heavenly Lord with his hammer.

Xia Shuang, who wanted to become stronger, got a love simulator. After falling deeply into it, she cried out that she had been deceived. She could only tear her love rivals apart while improving the favorability of the heroines to eliminate the trouble forever.

The protagonist's cheats don't improve his combat power much, and his strength growth depends on his own practice, so there will be no invincible mode at the beginning, please choose it accordingly.

A BA x Kamen Rider fanfiction, an extended Kamen Rider story based on Kiwotos.

The story begins with the erosion rain half a year ago. An abnormal phenomenon called pollution begins to appear in Kivotos. The polluted place is called pollutant, and the pollutant will generate strange people called corrosive bodies.

The protagonist is Xia Lai's teacher, who transforms into Kamen Rider AIM by chance.

(This is my first time writing a fanfiction, please don’t blame me if it’s not good)

ooc and other issues can be pointed out

A love letter from the past, a classical game, usher in a bizarre cyberworld; a sea of ​​electronics, a mirror planet, a cloud of doubt behind the illusion of prosperity; a dark age, hidden for a thousand years, demons roam rampant beneath the veil of paradise; foolishness and blindness, billions of glories, for whom are the songs of the past quietly played? A flirtatious man from Zurich, holding a double PhD in geophysics from the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology; a rising star in the European piano world, living in Vienna; a gray ghost, a hacker, wandering the cybercity despite low blood sugar; a world-weary and aloof daughter of a prominent family, a high school sophomore, running away from home and exiling herself; the curtain rises on a mad era, and the believer Hearn, combing her hair, holds up a black umbrella, steps into the rain curtain of time...

This is a fanfiction for the Digimon Ghost game. It makes up for the regret of the Ghost game ending being so bad!

As long as there are people who are willing to believe and support me, I will lead you into this brand new world... (Please forgive me if there are any shortcomings. My writing skills are limited, so please don't criticize me if you don't like it!)

[No system, no invincibility, no refreshing writing, moderate rhythm, those who mind should be careful. According to the suggestions of readers, the first person has been changed to the third person (the first four chapters of this book tell the history of the world and all things. If you don't like historical research and settings, you can jump directly to the first chapter: "Ashes are destroyed, new life" starts, which will not affect reading)]

When the gods are dead, who will maintain the order of the world?

According to legend, the original god Kronos cast a ring with his heart and transformed himself into a world, ending chaos with his life and opening up the world. The divine ring called "Kronos Ring" carries all the mysteries of time, fate and order. It hangs quietly at the top of the sky, rotating endlessly, waiting for fate to come again.

Thousands of years later, a young man in a border town picked up the fragments of fate between the sea of ​​fire and dreams on the night when his home was destroyed. In a world where darkness is approaching, faith collapses, the gods are silent, and only the fire of mortals has not been extinguished.

Can he break the ring of fate and reshape a new era? When fate comes back again, is he ready to face the call from the depths of time?

What? This isn't Lupo! This is a compressed werewolf! Put him in blood, and he'll automatically grow bigger and taller. Look how strong his bloodsucking ability is! Look at him, a tiny 1.6 meters tall, but after drinking a lot of blood, he's a 3.5-meter by 2.2-meter Zaunian beast! Look, he doesn't shed fur or dander, and he's practically indestructible. Use him to deal with natural disasters, and then heal Oripathy or something—he's incredibly useful. What? Where can I buy something this good? Click on the novel to read it now, guaranteed to be a great read!

[A work signed by the First Editorial Team of Qidian]

I have half a scroll of a book, which I call "transformation" in my carefree spirit.

We wave to ask the immortals and Buddhas to retreat, and send this to the gods to hear.

The ink's fragrance is heard in songs, its essence transmitted through the mysterious and profound. ...