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With Syl's checklist completed and Gold rank achieved in the Adventurer's Guild, the next thrilling adventure awaits in the Dwarven Empire!

Will has thrown himself into a new level of warfare. Using plausibility, Peace was able to fashion platinum-rank corruption, enough to kill everyone in the superdungeon. Nynn saved himself by tossing the effects of this bomb into the Beyond, which was good. This carried the potential of blowing up a solar-system-sized chunk of that plane, which was not. Will managed to seal the corruption within the tunnel his demon-bound skill formed, but then the demon itself got a bit loose and devoured far too much of the dark energy.

Syl has conquered the forest, survived goblin treachery, and infiltrated a town, disguised as an elf. Now Syl has set their sights upon the next big goal—conquer a flying island! Pegasus, harpies, ghouls and tricky pixies abound, all as Syl hunts for the elusive yellow slime. The allure of Lightning is too great, and Syl will stop at nothing to add the yellow core to their ever growing collection. What other secrets lie in wait for the slimy hero on this unexplored land?

Syl was given a choice by Gramps when they died. Reincarnate as a regular person or embark on a daring experiment. Driven by a desire to honor Gramps and a sense of adventure, Syl chose the latter... only to awaken as a lowly slime. A farmed slime. The life of a farmed slime was cruel. Syl was constantly at the mercy of humans, a slime whose only purpose was to eat and recycle garbage. The threat of lethal core-destroying knives wielded by innocent children was a constant shadow. This was not the life Syl had envisioned. So, they made a daring escape to the wilderness!

The aliens tested humans on an individual basis for miner rentals. Do well on your pilot test, get a spaceship, sign up with a corp, and you can mine the belt. For a puddle-jumper pilot like me, yeah, I was so interested I became obsessed. When I finally tested, I performed above and beyond, being offered a contract for some better than a miner - Earth's First Starfighter.

April 3rd, 3:46 AM. Planet Earth merges with the magical world of Arcadia, and a system gives humanity a choice: 40 years of indentured servitude, or entering a tutorial as a user to fight against the chaos incursion. Will doesn't hesitate—but the system thanks him for stepping into the fight by throwing him into an impossible tutorial. With little chance of survival, Will has a simple response: “Screw it. Might as well fight fire with fire."

The adventures of Nate and company continues. An encounter with the world’s greatest threat awakens something within the potion maker. Truths of Nate and his purpose begin to manifest. One simply cannot ignore their bloodline. Things will never be the same again.

I was just a normal guy making his way in the big city—until I found myself transported to another world to train at the Alpha Warlock Academy. Not only do they want me among their ranks, but they want me to train among the most powerful of warlocks at the Academy. I've got a lot on my plate: cramming spells, training for combat, and trying not to get myself killed during my initial challenges. Fortunately, I've also got plenty of friends to help me out, including my hobgoblin neighbor and the smooth-talking genie across the hall.

Will stands on an asteroid that has now begun falling towards Earth, bearing a piece of a reality-tearing demon in the place of an eye. Down on the surface, otherworlders run amok, causing widespread damage across the globe. And to top it all off, even if the agitated demon has agreed to back off, its raw power was enough to drag a third planet into range of Earth. Will has two years to deal with the fires on his planet before another one hits it. It’s time the wider world realized who he is.

A dangerous bloodline and family, a powerful arch nemesis, S-ranked dungeon, and disciples with secrets of their own... Something big is happening behind the scenes.

When Grandpa Stinson dies, he expects nothing more than to keep his grandsons together, running the family's multibillion-dollar business. But he's got just one unfaltering rule: They have to get married and have a baby first. The brothers disagree...wholeheartedly. But it's set in stone. Follow the rule, or you're the one grandson out of luck.... Stubborn, rugged, but oh-so-sexy Roark Stinson, the oldest brother, refuses to give in to his grandfather's manipulations. After all, women are the root of all evil, and he's never witnessed a relationship that actually works.

The complete series in a single offering! This battle shall reach its inevitable conclusion -- and the final triumph will belong to Doctor Undying!

Four hundred years ago, in the time before the Godfall, the demon hordes were unleashed upon the world of Elaria. Now, the world has shrunk to one small valley, the Valley of Auld, humanity’s last bastion. All those within its walls are protected. Elian is markless—someone who cannot activate skills—and he is one of the poorest markless there is. A miner, forced to leave the city and toil in the nearby salt mines. On their way to and from the mines, the miners are kept secure in a locked wagon. The wagon is not locked to keep them from escaping.

Freed from parole, I’m free to mentor the beautiful villainesses under my care. But my ultimate goal remains Project Rebirth and saving my lover, Green Phoenix. The key to these experiments appears at a supervillain auction being held in the kingdom of an immortal tyrant. Countless obstacles, upstart wannabes, and an unexpected foe from my past, stand in our way.

With the birth of my two baby boys, it’s clear the curse that destroyed the male population has faded away. But the witch Brunhilda threatens to unleash a new curse, even deadlier than the last. However, an uprising of radical witches threatens Brunhilda’s rule. Their cunning leader, Fang, has summoned dark powers that will kill Brunhilda—releasing her curse when she dies—and ignite an apocalyptic “Final Revolution”.

If you want to develop your body, you go to the gym. It’s pretty straightforward. But what if you want to elevate your soul? Then, you need to master astral projection. The act of leaving your physical self behind and traveling bravely to the astral plane, searching for who you are and why you’re here. The benefits of mastering conscious astral traveling are invaluable, as it transcends the limits of the physical and rational.

The battle was won, but the price of victory was high. What should be a triumphant moment for the allied forces is marred by treachery, loss and worrying news from the south. Elder Vanarr is in trouble. The Host is a looming shadow, threatening to engulf everything that they hold dear, but it is far from the only threat. To survive, they will need to stand together, but petty Sect politics threaten to undermine the foundation of the alliance. The stakes are high, and failure is not an option.

In a blink, I found myself in an unknown land, greeted by the textbox of an unfriendly system. It wanted me to become a great hero, save the world, win the love of the people and all that crap. But this new world already had a hero. Why should I bust my ass, deal with dragons and the unknown, for people I didn't know? Let him deal with that. It's his job! So instead of being tempted by the system's nonsense, I chose a simple class. Potion maker. I wasn't interested in cultivating mana and defying the heavens, courting death, none of that crap.

Well, did you know that Kyushu is an F-ranked town? Neither did I, but had I known about this tidbit information, all of the unfortunate attacks would’ve made sense. I think. But the Lord Ruler truly is a douche canoe for leaving his people to fend for themselves. That’s not all. My shop’s ranking is E, embarrassing really, despite all of the hard work put into building it.

A dangerous bloodline and family, a powerful arch nemesis, a growing shop, surprisingly powerful apprentices and disciples with secrets of their own... And the best pets ever! A butt-kicking cat, a wise sunlight wolf, and a majestic griffin. No, that is not a bar joke.