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Woken from his long slumber into a new and dangerous world, Lord Aziel was a legend before he could recall his own name. At great personal cost, he has successfully built a following in the most isolated reaches of Kadora - only to be struck down by the mysterious World Seed whose true intentions remain unknown. Brought back from the brink of death by his beautiful Succubus Celia and proud Queen Astrel, Aziel finds his actions have attracted the attention of powerful enemies.

Scraps, a gutter child, is sitting in his hiding place in a back alley, waiting for the cold thunderstorm to pass. Suddenly, lightning strikes in front of him, and then a second time. The two lightning bolts become men — two wizards — one from the Red Order, the other from the Blue. The Red Wizard, chanting his curses, throws lightning bolts and fireballs. The Blue Wizard, singing his spells, throws lightning bolts and ice shards.

Max was a professional soldier, and extremely good at his job. Right up until it killed him. At the moment of his death, he meets Hildi the Valkyrie, and is given three options. Serve Odin in Valhalla as one of the Einherjar, fighting each day and celebrating each night until the battle of Ragnarok. Accept his death as final, and end his existence. Or be reincarnated as a Battleborne on a random unknown world. Max chooses to gamble! To live a new life, whatever that might entail.

After defending the Sanctum, hearth and home of the Jackal Sect, Luca and his disciples have worked hard to establish a foothold on their little island. The Skalds remain undealt with, however, and the Wylish folk face an unforgiving winter. Without the meat and herbs Luca harvested, many would have already died from starvation and sickness. And the cold will only deepen with time. Luca's shouldered a monstrous burden. In addition to extending his protection to the exiles, the cultivator has taken on a most improbable task: raising the nascent Jackal Sect to a position of power.

Boredom was killing Jay, not in a dramatic way, but in the life of stifled potential way. He wanted more out of life. Then, without any warning, he found himself part of an experiment with not even so much as the courtesy of a "how do you do? ". It wasn't really all bad, though. The fit, busty babes outnumbered him 30 to one. Now, Jay has to fight to survive. He has to conquer the dungeon or die. On top of that, he has to juggle a bunch of gorgeous women who are all stuck in the same life-or-death fight as him. If ever there was a time for bonding...

The heroes Terry Fairway once idolized have turned against him, hunting him down at every turn. His grandfather, the ruthless S-ranked necromancer who rules the city, watches from his throne as the people starve and suffer. Vampires stalk the streets unchecked, feeding on the innocent without fear of reprisal. Terry always believed his family were the good guys, but Wichita isn't a city of heroes or villains—it's a city of power. And if power is all that matters, then power is what Terry will seize.

Earth is gone, and humanity has been scattered across a multiverse they didn't even know existed. The only way to survive is to become powerful enough to fight back against the god-like forces that seek to control everything in the universe.

Assassins don't retire; they reincarnate. For nearly all of my life, I trained to become a master assassin, but at the height of my career, it all fell apart. I was betrayed, ambushed, and left bleeding out on the streets of London. Just before my death, though, I was offered a choice: Stay and let my life come to a swift and brutal end, or become the personal assassin of a god in another world. It wasn't a hard decision.

Ryan has learned that there is more at stake than just a single realm. The orc horde is still a deadly enemy, but it's the hands pulling the strings that have to be feared more. His team is growing larger as some of the new cultivators commit themselves to him, and he is making sure they all grow stronger. Now, he has to figure out how to combine the psionics of his bloodline, the cultivation of the human realm, and the magic of glyphs to be able to create the most powerful version of himself.

At long last, Acalia's most powerful cultivator will learn what it means to cross me. The price paid in the Sky Tower proved greater than I'd hoped. After banishing the avatar of a fallen god, my vessels well deserve their rest... and we'd all like a chance to grieve the fallen. Yet after an encounter with an assassin in Viatross, our group is bound to head south, far south to Ferendell. Cormac Alchemist IX has summoned me. The man wishes to take back Rael, the Divine Artifact he gifted Astra. Regardless of his desires, I've sworn to protect this land I love.

Ryan and his team have reached the capital. Fighting incursions is bad enough, but the many layers of political in-fighting just make him sick. Fortunately, his power is growing, and he's learning to forge his own path. To find the way forward though, he's going to have to learn the truth about his past.

After defeating Devil Kings Admiral and Dragonus, Alistair looks inward. He must grow strong enough to overcome George Moulin, the Devil King leader. Despite how much Alistair has grown, it feels like an insurmountable peak. When reports of strange storms and a mysterious black-and-white region emerge, Alistair is forced to investigate, as his already ravaged empire hangs on a precarious thread. What he finds is a crucible, one that will forge him—or end him.

Ralph could be described as a rogue on a good day. A bad day involved a lot of cursing, calling him a pirate, or sometimes even having a shoot-out. It wasn't really his fault of course, or so he would have you believe. It was the fault of those who wanted to get in his way of making as much money as possible as a smuggler. His family had been gifted with a letter of marque for the Terran Confed, one that is inherited and has been passed down to him. Essentially, it gives him a lot of loopholes and ways through regulations to be a fantastic smuggler. Or as a legal pirate, a Privateer.

Some people have nightmares of finding a monster in their closet, but how many fantasize about it? If you fall into the latter category, you get me. There I was, simply working to program my visual novel and find my muse, when bam! Monster girl in my closet. Needless to say, she changed my life. For the better at first, sure. But then there was the hunter, and the crazy lady who spoke of another world where the monsters live.