Novels tagged with Slow Progression
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Death Card
» Card Twenty Three: Six of Pentacles 4 days ago
» Card Twenty Two: King of Wands 6 days ago
Some magic is taboo for a reason… the kind of magic that can be so dangerous and takes such an immense toll that it kills you the more you use it. But Feather has been handling the most lethal and forbidden of taboo magic for centuries, an unstable form magic known as the concept of anything. Which, as the name implies, lets him do absolutely anything he wants. Yet instead of seeking recognition for accomplishing the impossible, Feather spends all his time aimlessly wandering all the many pockets of the Udimeia, doing whatever silly things he pleases. He does whatever he wants, and only ever listens to himself. With his power, who could stop him? Luckily for the world, Feather has a hobby of helping people and causing mysterious miracles, a truly marvelous guy... if you ignore all the tricks, threats, and landmarks that have now been destroyed and wiped off the map. And, of course, he hasn’t died… permanently, at least. In another hand of cards, there is Cirrus Aixon, the crown prince of Lilino and future leader of the Central Domain Alliance. A man destined for greatness since the moment he was born, he's been prophesied to save the world and stop reality from breaking, but if he's honest, he'd never wanted that burden. He’d never asked for that role to be his. But he doesn't see any other options but to live by the oracle's words, with his lack of confidence and conviction being very ugly flaws. By the time he's sent on a wild goose chase on his grandmother's order and finds himself attempting to hunt down a miracle worker that no one is even certain exists, Cirrus is just trying to focus on what's expected of him, because the very last thing he wants to do is let people down.
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At the end of the 19th century, the cowboys of the American West stood at the edge of extinction — their wild, lawless era fading into legend. Amid this dying frontier, Logan Song awakens… inside the body of Dave Callander — the man fated to die in the opening moments of Red Dead Redemption. But this time, things will be different. This time, he grips his destiny with both hands. “Dutch, I have a plan!”
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One day, an event swiftly took Riota's life. As his consciousness faded, he felt his body and soul being pulled in a direction he couldn't comprehend. It wasn't emptiness, nor heaven or hell—but a journey to a new world. In a world that seemed peaceful, something slowly stirred from within the shadows. People looked up at the same sky, living their days as usual — yet without realizing it, something long buried in the past had begun to awaken once more. An ancient darkness, once forgotten, now drifted again through the whispers of the wind and the fading glow of dusk. In the midst of that world, a young man named Sinhart opened his eyes in a place that was not his own. He couldn’t remember why he was there But his new life gave him no time to seek answers. Each small step he took slowly led him toward something far greater than himself — a truth that tied together the world’s forgotten past and the reason for his rebirth within it. Mysteries, curses, and secrets hidden by time began to unravel little by little. And behind it all, the shadow of someone — or something — kept watching in silence, as if waiting for the right moment to emerge once more. Because in this world, nothing truly dies. It merely sleeps… waiting to awaken again. Synopsis of the novel by Orinnaw.
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New Body, new universe, deadly problems. As if waking up in the body of a young teenage girl wasn’t bad enough, I couldn’t remember my own name. Worse, it turns out I’m the princess, second heir to the throne, in a kingdom full of infighting and on the brink of collapse. Advisors, nobles, people supposed to be on my side, have their own plans for the throne – the only thing keeping me alive. I don’t know why I’m here, what’s going on, or what to do. But if I don’t figure it out quickly, I’m not going to remain a living princess very long. And, yeah, I awoke tied to a tree in the enemy army. The one that just killed the king, this body’s father. --- In a gritty, realistic medieval world that doesn’t pull punches, Princess Cayce struggles to adjust. A land of terrifying magic, ever-present warfare, deeply rooted patriarchy and, well, a lot of limitations on how a princess can behave.
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Hogwarts: Transmigrated as the Top Student
» Chapter 222: The Prophecy Genius 3 months ago
» Chapter 221: Three Prophecies 3 months ago
Transmigrated into the world of Harry Potter, Jon Hart brings a mind built for science into a school ruled by magic. A child genius with a photographic memory, Jon doesn't rely on prophecies or brute power—only logic, discipline, and precise planning. From dueling spells to magical beasts, every challenge at Hogwarts becomes a problem to solve. Can pure intellect thrive in a world driven by bloodlines, destiny, and chaos? A slow-burn, strategic Harry Potter fanfic. Magic meets science. Strategy over spectacle.
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This Poor Fox Is Not Your Childhood Sweetheart!
» Chapter 27: Period 1 month ago
» Chapter 26: After School 1 month ago
Note: This story is made by the same author as [ Trapped In Paradise ] and [ After Becoming A Girl, My Best Friend Kept Hitting On Me ] I got isekai’d—only to wake up as a fox spirit possessing the body of a high school girl! No big deal. Sure, I was a guy in my past life, but as long as I keep up the cute-girl act, there’s gotta be a way to turn things around and reclaim my manly pride someday! But come on, this is tough! I’m just a hardcore shut-in otaku, and now I’ve got to play the part of a sparkling high school beauty? That's way too much pressure for this poor fox! And the scariest part? This body’s original owner still has feelings for her childhood friend—how the heck am I supposed to play along with that!
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Dorothy's Codex of Forbidden Mysteries
» Chapter 42: The Interface 1 month ago
» Chapter 41: The Guide 1 month ago
Amidst the steam of the Industrial Revolution, the arcane stirs in silence. Cults and secret societies seek the extraordinary in the shadows, while the hidden gods gaze down from the heavens above. Forbidden knowledge, sacrificial rites, forgotten histories… Mystery is everywhere. And into this strange, spiraling world stumbles Dorothy — an accidental traveler from another realm. To survive in this ever more absurd world, she must cling to one core belief: "Knowledge is power." But what about forbidden knowledge? "Naturally, that’s an even greater power!" (A tale steeped in the eerie, the occult, and the mysterious… Think secret cults and cosmic horror.)
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A Hentai World is a Dangerous Place, Especially if Your Best Friend is a Hentai Protagonist and You Are a Trap.
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What can a single man do in the world of Honkai? Save it, that’s what.
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When I opened my eyes, I realized I had been reincarnated into a cultivation game. But not as some heaven-defying protagonist, nor even a notable side character. No, I became a nameless NPC with trash-tier spirit roots—doomed to die at the age of fifteen at the hands of a minor villain. My name is Ye Anping. And yes, I was despairing. Fortunately, it wasn’t all hopeless. At least... I was only four years old. Even better, I had a junior sister—an ordinary NPC according to the game lore—who was actually blessed with peerless talent. A natural genius who could make the heavens weep. Ten years passed in the blink of an eye. My junior sister grew up. She became strong. Beautiful. Radiant, like the moon hanging high above the mortal world. And then, the protagonist noticed her. And then… my junior sister push me down to the bed!? Ye Anping: “Junior Sister, I’m your senior brother, I—!” (Spoiler: it didn’t matter.)
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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle
» Chapter 130: An Absurd Deduction 3 months ago
» Chapter 129: More Questions 3 months ago
You hear the penny-dreadful tales, don't you? Souls whisked off to other worlds, landing in lives of ease and splendor. Reborn as young lords in grand manors, with enchanted baubles at their fingertips or a spectral mentor whispering secrets. But my own 'grand arrival'? No gentle angel to light the path. Instead, a repulsive, foul deity—some forgotten horror from a darker age—claimed me. I was tormented to the very edge of oblivion, then pitched into a twisted, gaslit world of shadows and fear. I awoke in the frail body of an orphan girl, shivering in some rat-infested rookery, choked by smog and despair. Weak, plagued by illness, with a hunger that gnawed relentlessly. My new story didn't start from scratch; it began deep in the dregs, clawing my way up from less than nothing." Now, all I fight for is to live, to see another grimy sunrise over these cobbled streets. Not just for my own skin, but for him—the one whose fate is tangled with mine, the one soul I cling to in this godforsaken, fog-drenched city.
