Invincible Level Up - Chapter 75

The Soaring Dragon Continent is a world of summons, you can only become strong if you become a summoner! Yue Yang, an average high school boy, was suddenly transported into this world. When he woke up, he was greeted with a lot of worried faces and found out that he had assumed another person’s identity. Turns out he’s the good-for-nothing third son of the Yue Family, who had just recently drowned himself because of a failed engagement. Unlike the third son of the Yue Family who was useless in summoning, Yue Yang succeeded in making a contract with a summoning grimoire on his first try, even when the other guy failed for the past fifteen years. Others would have a headache making contracts with beasts afterwards, but countless beasts tried to gain favour with Yue Yang instead, acting like a good kid before him.

How will the person who, in her previous world was known as the Goddess of Ice, deal with the world of Naruto? This story will loosely follow cannon and will focus on how a powerful, wise, and slightly insane person will affect the story and its characters. Slightly AU

Alex always knew he was different. Ever since his parents were brutally murdered when he was a kid, he grew up alone in the shadows, learning to survive in a cruel world. Taken in by a secret assassin organization, Alex was trained to be a perfect killing machine, a murderer in the night, and just another quiet student during the day.But everything changed one unexpected night... when he lost his virginity and...[ All requirements fulfilled ][ Activating Spirit Premordial System ][ 1%,2%,...100% ]A cultured novel for cultured people, expect it to be like that so don't complain plz.The cover is not mine not does any character pic.Anyways, I have around 30 or so chapter stocked up so I will post them first in like a week or 2 and see the response so do support!!Comment, Power Stone, anything please!!

It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.