In Serialomni-verse cleaning monster Fantasy Sci-fi Adventure Harem Supernatural Horror
A young man form our world wake up in a particular situation.
He knows that he was ROBed (Random Omnisian Being) and given a task that he must do. To make it sure he does it, he does not have the ability to refuse this task.
His first task is to chose a body/power/race that he can accomplish his job forced upon him. He then tink about his favorite space cockroaches, the zerg form starcraft.
Hi in case you wonder about this fic it my atem to practice my writed English since i am French and also my first fiction ever posted.
Also, it is the kind of story that some bloke got a shitty deal and force to clean the mess that other did and abusing his power in order to get back at the a hole that send him there. The ¨mess¨ is any fictional world that was created like the one in book movie and games the old man have to managed them all and he is lazy he dont want to.
cover by Fiddy i have no talent plz let me steal your
Advertisement
Chapter Selections
1. 1-1
2. Chapter 2 Ever heard of small step
3. chapter 3 It had to be rat
4. Chapter 4 the maw
5. chapter 5. Some shitty deal must be made
6. chapter 6 Earth politic never change
7. Chapter 7 An war in all its glory and all its horror
8. Chapter 8 Let the wolf run free
9. Chapter 9 the great bait
10. chapter 10 troll it had to be troll
11. Chapter 11 Windows shopping
12. Chapter 12 Her first day as a zerg commander.
13. Chapter 13 Invasion of Gepleon
14. Chapter 14 The prophesy
15. Chapter 15 Follow up on Sasha
16. Chapter 16 prelude to éden
17. chapter 17 paradise lost
18. Chapter 18 the day after doomsday
19. Chapter 19 Home sweet home.
20. Chapter 20 Insanity is a gift that keeps on giving
21. chapter 21 American greeting
22. Chapter 22 The awaited meeting
23. Chapter 23 Victory
24. Chapter 24 Round two
25. Chapter 25 The queen of blade Victory
26. Chapter 26 The beginning of the queen regret
27. Chapter 27 The Terran campaign
28. Chapter 28 The Terran campaign p2
- In Serial38 Chapters
Luck Lockyer
Luck Lockyer was the type of man to smirk in the dark, the expression not for anyone but himself. One of perpetual amusement. The bright side of things were hard to find in the shade yet his amber eyes were always searching. The smirk was his default, he knew it, his friends knew it, his family knew it. It was his most natural state. But the death of everyone close to you can affect a downwards curve on the mouths of even the most stoic people. Without purpose, without anyone to do the job for, Luck Lockyer found himself inside an empty forgotten church. The perpetual smirk on his face had slipped to a thin line, his scar more noticeable now than ever before. His amber eyes, the windows to his soul, dull and lifeless. To anyone who knew him, it was the clothing that gave away his mental state, denim pants and a plain black t-shirt. If that wasn't enough, the tears running down his face certainly would, the echoing sobs of a broken man rang across the rundown church. It was on a whim, but Luck Lockyer prayed, he prayed for many things, for death, revenge, friends, but the one prayer dominating his thoughts, a second chance for his family. That was all he wanted. Simple. It was then, on the outskirts of a polluted city, in an abondoned lot, in a forgotten church that Luck Lockyer, the Devil of the Cards, the Bloodless Hand, the Amber Demon, the Broken, was answered by a being from another world and one from his. *found the picture online
8 83 - In Serial43 Chapters
Ashen Reign
In a dark & psychedelic world the tribes of this land tread pace with gods & muses, alive in course of their thoughts. A promising oracle, Azarra, is sworn to a life of seclusion and severe vows of chastity for communion with the fateful powers that marked her. When an upstart warlord imposes on her shrine and forces her to break those oaths, she inverts a sentence of death and disgrace into one of ambition & retribution. Proclaiming her son as the incarnation of their pantheon's progenitor, Drakkon. Azarra shapes this child, borne of unwanted union, into a tool of vengeance against all who wronged her. Swathing Drakkon in illusion of deification, she casts him as a Living Light to set her foes aflame. The cult they cultivate comes to ordain a new Aeon, a reign of Thunder. But the fiery storm of their imperium falls as rain of ash. (Fantastical elements inspired from Greco-Roman & Germanic/Viking influences in a fictional setting of war & woe.) Cover art & design by Lyria Key. Title font/logo by Dark Saturnus Eventually aiming to release as amazon paperback and kindle e-book. May conjure up a discord and donation link. But for now hoping to generate some interest and entertain as many readers as the work reaches & speaks to.
8 389 - In Serial20 Chapters
A Bored Passerby With Some Cheats
Life is boring.Even gods get bored..A story of a youth who was bored to death and summoned to the other world with some cheats other than his otherworldy knowledge...A/N Some people may find it boring at the first part.Since Its a preparation for the other settings, Cant do anything about it. Tell the gods they might know something..This is my first work. Comments and reviews are welcome...
8 227 - In Serial76 Chapters
Reboot
The darkness of unconsciousness parted. It did not disappear completely, because the person did not open his eyes, even though he woke up. But it has lost its depth. It was not so pitch-black and now it was impossible to hide in it. She couldn't hide from the madness that was going on. Madness...
8 133 - In Serial200 Chapters
translated novels and stories 5
translated novels that i would like to recommend to you
8 187 - In Serial156 Chapters
Non-BL Reading List (BG novels, Non-Romance)
My reading list for novels with female leads, male leads, non-romance~~~
8 203
Boy
Girl
