Useless Bones combines multiple genres like comedy, Isekai, and Revenge into one. The story takes place in a future where Isekai stories are common knowledge to everyone. But when they get transported to another world, everyone is blinded by the fantasy of it. Blinded by becoming a “Hero” of a new world, they get corrupted and lose who they once were. It’s up to Zeake to attempt to free them or leave them.
In the technologically advanced metropolis of Lavi City, within the Solarian Empire, Alistair Kaelen is a seemingly unremarkable university student. He's also an INTJ – a strategic mastermind – and a top player in Aetheria Online, the world's most immersive VRMMORPG. While most players chase power and glory, Alistair is fascinated by the game's intricate mechanics, seeing it as a complex puzzle to be solved. He soon discovers that Aetheria Online is far more than it seems. The game's energy system, "Aether," is a veiled representation of real-world spiritual energy, and in-game actions have subtle, but real, effects on the player's body. Alistair, playing the obscure and underpowered "Voidwalker" class, begins to experience these effects firsthand, developing enhanced senses and an inexplicable ability to manipulate spatial forces. His investigation leads him to a hidden community of players who also suspect the truth, and to a vast conspiracy involving NovaTech, the corporation behind the game, and a secret world of traditional cultivators. As Alistair masters his newfound powers and unravels the mysteries of Aether, he must confront powerful enemies, navigate treacherous political landscapes, and ultimately decide the fate of a world where the line between virtual and reality is blurring. --------------- The writing style of this book was enhanced using AI tools, but the contents and ideas are mine. Enjoy reading.
When the rules of the game intrude into reality, the original order of the world collapses, and mankind enters the era of people changing jobs. Demons are raging like a flood, and secrets, copies and abyss open their mouths in horror on the earth. Fear and treasure coexist, and crisis and opportunity are intertwined! Only by becoming a job-changer and constantly improving our strength can we stand on the top of this troubled times! On the day she changed her job, Irene Mercer captured the only hidden occupation-the Necromancer. Awakening God-level talent "Resonance of the Dead": The initial power of all skills is increased tenfold; The passive skill "Bones Contract" takes effect, and all damage is forcibly transferred to the summoner. As long as the Legion of the Dead exists, it will have immortality. Infinitely evolved skeleton warriors, lich lords who control forbidden magic, and bone-winged dragons across the starry sky … wake up from the kingdom of the dead under her spell. When darkness enveloped the mainland, the gods were shattered in the storm of bones, and she stepped on the throne in a sea of blood. "Can you resist?" Where the curse spread, even the gods turned into bones. The crack of bones resounded through heaven and earth, and the world collapsed in the tide of the undead. She sat on the throne of bones, wandering in the boundary between life and death- "I am a natural disaster."
I died doing what I loved most: failing chemistry. A goddess with the energy of a sleep-deprived intern accidentally gave me the world’s most broken skill: Void Synthesis (??? Rarity) Create or erase matter at a conceptual level. User manual not included. I tried erasing a rock. Instead, I created Hydrogen, reinvented flammability, launched a village into the sky, and became a walking environmental disaster. Now every time I sneeze, I trigger atomic-level chaos. Every element I create unlocks a new accidental superpower: Helium → I float uncontrollably like a party balloon. Lithium → Everything I touch becomes explosive tech support. Carbon → I accidentally evolved a slime species that worships me. Oxygen → I revived a dead cat and gave it wings. I didn’t choose overpowered life. Overpowered life chose me… …by mistake. My goal is simple: Control my own existence before I explode the world again. But with the entire periodic table to get through? Yeah, we’re all doomed.
A thousand years ago, the world split apart. Fractures tore through reality, linking Earth to millions of unknown realms each filled with monsters, magic, and madness. From these realms, Gates began to appear at random, birthing an age of Hunters who fight, explore, and die within them. Axcel Haven, an 18-year-old who spent his entire life training to become a Hunter, finally earns his chance. With low magic power but unmatched determination, he joins his first beginner raid. But fate only laughs...
THE TRAGIC, GLORIOUS, AND ABSURD DEATH OF COLL APSI: A NATIONAL DISASTER OR A BLESSING IN DISGUISE? By: A Reporter Who Was Forced to Write This Ladies and gentlemen, citizens of the internet, and all the unfortunate souls who have nothing better to do than read this article—today, we gather to mourn (or mock) the untimely demise of Coll Apsi, the so-called "number one pro-gamer" of Yggdrasil Online. Yes, you heard that right. The man who dedicated his life to clicking buttons faster than the rest of us has finally clicked his last. How did it happen, you ask? Was it a tragic accident? A conspiracy? Perhaps the government finally decided to tax gamers for their virtual wealth? No, dear readers. The truth is far more poetic. Coll Apsi, a man of legendary skill but questionable life choices, was found dead in his apartment. His cause of death? A brain shock caused by excessive stimulation. A poetic way of saying that his brain literally couldn’t handle his own awesomeness. Some might say it was a divine punishment for spending too much money on in-game cosmetics, while others argue it was simply evolution removing the weak from the gene pool. Now, let’s talk about the crime scene. The authorities found our dear Coll in a rather unique position—doing a full kayang (bridge pose) while his manhood stood at full attention. Some experts suggest this was a final salute to his gacha waifus, while others believe it was a desperate attempt to ascend into another dimension. Either way, it worked. He got isekai’d. Naturally, the news spread faster than government scandals, and soon, the live chat was flooded with reactions that ranged from genuine sadness to absolute degeneracy. Some fans cried out, “Gone too soon!”, while others immediately began making memes about “Coll Apsi’s Final Form.” There was even a small cult forming, claiming that he had achieved true enlightenment and would return as the God of RNG. But let’s not forget the family’s response. In a heartwarming display of motherly affection, Coll’s mother, Madam Apsi, was interviewed and gave a truly tear-jerking statement: "That useless brat! Where’s all his money?! I raised a son, not a broke corpse!" Indeed, it turns out that despite being a top-tier professional gamer, Coll Apsi somehow managed to spend every single penny he earned on loot boxes, NFTs, and premium battle passes. A true financial mastermind. The government’s tax department, upon realizing there was nothing left to seize, immediately lost interest in the case. And if you thought that was the end of it—oh no. Even game developers and corporations had something to say. The official Yggdrasil Online Twitter account posted a heartfelt message: "Rest in peace, Coll Apsi. May your soul continue to grind in another world." Meanwhile, other game developers jumped on the opportunity, releasing limited-time Coll Apsi tribute skins priced at a very respectful 99.99 dollars. Nothing honors the dead like capitalism, after all. But perhaps the most unexpected response came from a national agency, which, in a rare moment of self-awareness, tweeted: "We have reviewed the case and can confirm that Coll Apsi’s death was indeed NOT a government operation. If we were responsible, we assure you it would have looked like a normal heart attack." Ah, government transparency at its finest. Of course, conspiracy theories began to spread. Some claimed that Coll had unlocked the secrets of the universe, while others believed he was assassinated by a rival esports team. There was even one theory suggesting that he had successfully hacked the afterlife, leading to an emergency server maintenance in heaven.
After seven years of suffering in a world turned to hell, Lucas Drake finds himself inexplicably sent back in time to just before the apocalypse began. Equipped with invaluable knowledge and a unique power, Lucas embarks on a mission to change the fate of his shattered world. Determined to accomplish what he couldn't in his previous life, Lucas seeks power, resources, and women. Join him as he navigates the perils of a world on the brink of disaster, ready to rewrite his destiny and the future of humanity. Expect a Non-Braindead MC, with a bit of smut and a bit of smut. ( jk, it will not be centered on smut but it will surely be a part of this work )
When the System descends on Earth, the world is plunged into chaos. Towers pierce the sky, dungeons emerge in cities, and monstrous portals spawn creatures from other dimensions. Every human is "Inducted" into the System, given a class, stats, and skills. The strong thrive, the weak perish. Ethan Cross, a struggling college dropout with no family and no future, wakes up on the day of the System’s arrival with nothing but a glitched Class: [Undefined]. Everyone else laughs—until Ethan discovers his “bugged” class gives him access to every skill tree in existence, letting him learn and evolve infinitely without the restrictions of normal Classes. Soon, Ethan becomes the only hope for a dying humanity. But as he grows stronger, he learns that Earth is merely a testing ground for the Multiverse War, and the true enemies are Players from other worlds—ruthless beings who treat Earth as their game board.
in the Murim world life can kinda suck for the average person…and the less average person if you were to tell Zhen that he was gonna end up being super important to the world of cultivation he’d laugh at you and continue his life as a humble wine Guild member until he gets stabbed comes back to life and sees floating tabs in front of him trigger warning: this story contains a Implied Stuff, and gore, and violence, and dark topics. so uhh enjoy(For webnovel mods this story does not Glorify any of these actions, like at all please don’t remove this)
What should you do if you suddenly find yourself in the body of a female character inside a Korean MMO? For Yura, a nerd from the music faculty, it’s a chance to forget about exams, but for Gennady Alexeevich, a retired military man with a family, it’s a complete disaster. In the world of the game "Hell Grind," they face absurd quests, magical skills, battles, and the Tree of Wisdom, which offers questionable advice. Or maybe they don’t—because the adventures are highly dubious! Struggling to survive, find a way home, and keep their sanity turns into a ridiculous yet gripping adventure. A parody isekai with elements of LitRPG and a pinch of humor, where the gamer’s life collides with a fantasy reality in a comically absurd but thrilling clash. A lighthearted storyline, not weighed down by an abundance of numbers or intricate schemes. This book is an experiment, a translation of my novel for a Russian-speaking audience. I'm curious to see how well the humor resonates with Western readers. Let me know what you think about the story.
Alex Wei is dying, and the System's integration of Earth is no miracle for him. Deemed too weak, too broken for any Class, he is left with nothing but a barren status screen and five stat points while others become legendary heroes. With nothing left to lose, he defies all logic and pours every point into the one stat everyone mocks: Luck. From that single, desperate choice, an anomaly is born. Buildings don't just fall near him; they miss. Monsters don't just attack; they slip on pebbles and impale themselves on faulty wires. Alex discovers that in a universe governed by code and probability, Luck isn't a passive stat—it's an active, reality-shattering weapon. His journey escalates from surviving city dungeons to manipulating the loot tables of reality itself. He becomes a glitch the System cannot patch, a gambler who challenges cosmic gods, and finally, the heir to the original architects of the multiverse.
The Substrate In the neon sprawl of New Vire, survival is an algorithm few can crack. Kael Strade is a vault breaker; a quiet, skilled, and invisible thief scraping by in a city owned by corporations and patrolled by drone-enforced law. But when a drone delivers an unmarked package to his balcony, everything changes. Inside is an invitation to The Substrate. It's a covert system beyond governments and markets, run by an AI known only as Sovereign. Its goal: to dismantle the world’s corrupt power structures and rebuild a fairer order. Its method: recruit those invisible enough to rewrite the rules from within. Kael enters a world of silent warfare, modular upgrades, and impossible missions. As he ascends the ranks, haunted by what he must become, he begins to realize: this isn't just about survival anymore. It's about choosing who deserves to shape the future.
Ziom was never a hero. In his first life, he was just an ordinary man, and in his second, a farmer who became a baron after being adopted and inheriting everything when his stepbrother and stepfather died. He gained several wives and countless lovers. And yes… he ended up being poisoned by one of the women he loved. But now, in his third life, he has one last chance thanks to the innate skill Legacy(Unique). It vanishes upon use but grants him a final opportunity, to be reborn as a Dungeon Master, with the ability to procreate with any species. However, he can only reincarnate again if one of his own children, or any of his descendants dies within a dungeon. Yet Ziom never cared too much about what was right or wrong… and this time, the entire world will play by his rules. Warning! In this novel, there will only be Netori (the protagonist steals other men’s women). If you’re expecting Netorare or Netorase content, I’m sorry to say this story isn’t for you. Aside from that, the story will include a lot of content involving incest, half-humans, non-human races, interracial relationships, unconventional pregnancies, female monsters and humanoids, body transformations, and master–servant dynamics.
"Thus, My Child… Rise! Carve your path. Write your tale. Then return to Me, whether with laughter, or with tears, or with a bitter smile. It matters not. In the end, bring Me the story you have written." These were the words of God, the divine charge given to me upon my death. In my previous life, I was just an ordinary guy... well, not that ordinary. Fine, I was handsome, okay? Let's just get that out of the way. More importantly, I was a handsome man with a single, burning ambition: to achieve financial freedom and escape the crumbling economy of my country. My big break finally seemed to come when I received my acceptance letter into the nation's top university. But in a cruel twist of fate, my life was cut short on the very same day. I died saving a friend from a deranged stalker. I'm no hero, I don't have a savior complex… but when I heard that creepy stalker swear he would do something really, really horrible to my friend, I didn't hesitate. And that's how I ended up standing before God. Instead of heaven, oblivion, or reincarnation, He offered me a deal and sent my soul to a vibrant alternate world. This new world has a System that awakens in every person on their 18th birthday, determining their destiny, class, and power. And guess what this grand system is based on? The hierarchy of chess pieces. You could be a mighty Queen, a strategic Bishop, or a powerful Knight. As for me? The guy who died a hero? I am a Pawn.
Marcus Vincent was fifteen when the world ended—at least, the one he knew. Dragged with his family into a world ruled by leveling systems, stat screens, and monsters straight from nightmares, Marcus quickly learns survival demands more than strength—it demands evolution. With a blade in hand and speed as his weapon, Marcus begins carving his path through goblins, beasts, and worse, unlocking rare skills and tapping into the mysterious force known as the Dao. But with each level gained, the stakes rise. The world is watching, and something ancient is stirring beneath the surface… The System doesn’t care if you’re ready. Adapt, or die. P.S. this is my first time writing so be free to leave criticism and any help would be welcome, thank you.
> What if the system that chose you… was the weakest one ever made? Kieran wakes up to a translucent blue screen: > You have received 1 Stat Point. Allocation is irreversible. No dungeon. No cheat skills. One point. And the system is brutally slow — every stat increase requires real effort: Want Strength? → Move bricks until your muscles tear. Want Agility? → Sprint until you puke. Want Intelligence? → Study until your eyes bleed. Others level up in minutes. Kieran evolves in months. Yet… when he finally pushes a stat past its limit… > [Stat Limit Reached: EVOLVING] Str +1 becomes Str (Evolved) Skills mutate, merge, and ascend into forms the world has never seen. His slow system hides a terrifying truth: > The slower the growth, the stronger the evolution. But ancient powers feel the anomaly. Hunters begin to track him. Guilds want to dissect him. A girl with a flawless S-Rank system whispers: > “Why is your growth… infinite?” He started as the weakest. He is becoming the most dangerous.
When the Veil tore, the first demons slipped into the mortal plane. They weren’t the lords of the abyss, but the weaker kind—drawn by the overwhelming life energy that this world held compared to their own. The Milky Way Galaxy, closest to the Demon Realm, became the first battleground. Planet after planet fell, crushed beneath demon hordes that relied only on brute force. But when they finally turned their sights on Earth… something went wrong. The invasion failed. For the first time, demons were forced to retreat. They left humanity alone—for now. But humanity wasn’t foolish. Everyone understood: as long as demons existed, so did the threat of extinction. So mankind struck back. With the sudden awakening of mysterious powers called Soulmarks, humans began to hunt demons instead. Victory, however, came with a terrible price—mass casualties. Entire cities were lost. Families shattered. And yet, through this endless struggle, humanity evolved. Guilds rose. Militarization Institutes were built. Structures of war and discipline took root, all forged with one purpose: the eradication of demons—and any threat that might follow. Although they were completely unaware of Asura's existence. Among the many who grew up in this new world of Soulmarks was Kai Zen. On the surface, he was just another face—an orphan of the first invasion, living in the shadow of his cousin, the prodigy Kyro. While Kyro was praised as a natural genius, handed powerful bloodcore gears, and groomed for greatness, Kai was left with nothing but scraps. But fate had other plans. [Congratulations, You have granted the system] [Your first trial will now begin] And if humanity was to survive the war against demons… Then Kai Zen would carve out his place in the world, no matter the cost. Author Note: Please leave a review after reading.
Synopsis: In a world ruled by Dungeons, power means survival—and Kael Vorrin is done playing by the rules. Branded a lowly C-Rank adventurer, Kael should have died when his entire party was wiped out by a dungeon that wasn’t supposed to think. But he didn’t die. He killed. Alone. Now bound to a forbidden Reaper Class, Kael walks the darkest corridors of the world’s dungeons—solo. Efficient. Relentless. Unnoticed by the Guild and feared by the things that dwell in the deep. But when a routine extermination reveals a dungeon that breathes, learns, and whispers his name, Kael realizes something horrifying: the dungeons are waking up. And they remember him. With a HUD system that speaks directly to his soul, a blade that feeds on the dead, and a skill tree tied to the abyss, Kael isn’t just fighting monsters anymore. He’s fighting the world’s evolving nightmares. And he’s the only one willing to go deeper.
“The Tournament”—a genocidal gameshow where cosmic entertainment meets ruthless eugenics. The prize? Humanity’s survival. Jeff Nostro never imagined his first date with Sally would lead to alien abduction. Now, catapulted into an interstellar arena, he’s our only hope against Osmius, a brutal and ambitious reptilian who aims to convert Earth into a crystalline World Core—fuel for his ascension to Hemitheon status. Armed with a rare ability to tap into the powers of the Undead and a slim chance to rewrite his Path, Jeff must fight his way through to the Elimination Rounds while retaining his humanity—and his sense of humor. In a System-universe governed by RPG-like stats, fractal runes, and intricate mana manipulation, Jeff quickly learns that the game is rigged. Trapped in a war between three alien empires, he faces a critical choice: remain a pawn in their conflict or unlock his hidden bloodline, rewrite his Path and take a step closer to omnipotence and the distant Omega Point at the universe’s core. This epic progression fantasy LitRPG adventure delivers intense action, deeply immersive game mechanics, and introduces groundbreaking new cultivation techniques.
"If each action you do had been written in a book then are you truly free?" An underpaid worker was transmigrated into another world controlled by "storylines" as Jean the Peasant Orphan. In this mysterious other world controlled by an Author and their narrators he seeks to find his name before he becomes an empty shell devoid of life. (story is authored by 3 people) Authors: MJY Renzo AvianBirdLol (updates once a week) [back from hiatus]