I had lain down in my crypt to rest for a few decades, but when I awoke, centuries had passed. My castle is in ruins, my clan is gone, and necromancers are considered just a fairy tale for children. They take me for a healer. That's because the world is sick. And it's time for strong medicine.

I was a Hunter, and I honored the Code. For my services to humanity and for leading a "proper" life, I was to be rewarded. A new life after death, and a new world to give me some well-deserved rest. But something went wrong. Once again, I must fight. The Monsters that face me here are far more terrifying than those of my past life. They are cleverer, crueler, more unpredictable. And their name is.

I used to be the greatest Earth Mage in my world. The head of the entire Order of Architects. But the older you get, the more you come to realize that at some point, you need to retire, so that you can have the chance to enjoy a peaceful life and to cede your place to the young, some of whom have already turned two thousand years old . . .So that's what I did. But I failed to account for one thing: during the course of my long life, I'd accumulated too many enemies, and they had decided to spoil my retirement. So they died along with me. And I hope their deaths were final. But mine was not!

I was the most powerful healer in my world—the best, having devoted my entire life to mastering the art of healing. And yet, for whatever reason, my brother feared that I sought to claim his throne, and he marshaled his forces against me.

Kai of the Sorcerer's Tower was one of the last Mages left, barely surviving in a world contaminated with dead mana and ruled by creatures of the dark. To save his world and fulfill his master's last wish, he puts himself through a forbidden ritual, risking his soul being ripped into pieces to make his way into the past, to a golden era with abundant mana. But things go wrong. He overshoots and finds himself in an ancient time thousands of years earlier, within the body of a young lord named Arzan.

What would you do if left unattended during your reincarnation? What would you choose from an endless list of abilities for your next life? Time is short to select what skills you need in your next life. The hero of this story chooses a life of wealth and prosperity, but in a world of infinite magical possibilities, plans are quickly disrupted. Storme finds himself reincarnated into a Dyson Sphere stabilized with powerful aetheric magic. Fantastical creatures, terrible dangers, and treacherous dungeons are abundant. It doesn't take long before he succumbs to the adventurer's life.

Su Fang arrives in a realm of cultivation unprepared—no skills, no knowledge, and no backing. Like everyone else in this new world, he is given a blessing from the Heavenly Dao to help him success, but Su Fang's blessing isn’t power over the elements or mastery of profound arts. No, it takes a brutal lesson to teach him that he’s been ‘blessed’ with repetition. Every time he dies, he returns to the moment of his arrival. The young cultivator uses each reset to grind skills, refine his inner essence, and empower his very soul, using only the memories of countless failures.

For two centuries, Daren Morin was one of the most powerful mages in existence, a master of forbidden magic and feared across the realm. But betrayal ended everything. Now, he wakes up...eighteen years old. Again. Stripped of power. Trapped in a ruthless magic academy. Mocked by classmates who call him "Moron." This time, he's weaker. This time, they think he's no threat. This time, they're dead wrong.

I was once a mighty Paladin of Darkness, mother of all the Elements. The one and only of my kind. Some called me the chosen one, a savior destined to rescue the world; others insisted I would be its downfall. I never got the chance to discover who was right. Society conspired with the traitors to trap me in the deadly Element of Time. But a year later, I managed to break free . . . wait, how has it been 700 years?

In a former life, Jack was gifted, meaning he possessed peculiar abilities. If rich folks found themselves in a jam, Jack could use his talents to get them out of it. Where others were sure to fail, Jack's aristocratic clientele could always count on him to finish jobs cleanly, efficiently, and leave no trace, for which his services commanded a hefty fee. But one day, Jack picked a fight with the wrong man and his old life came to an end. But, as it turned out, his story was far from over.

Wulf is one of the last survivors of the demonic apocalypse. At the brink of oblivion, he’s sent back forty-one years to prevent the end. Now he’s a first-year again at Istalis Academy. Having his advancement reset is an opportunity to do everything better. But Wulf is sent back with a seemingly useless crafting class. Nobody can know or he’ll be expelled from his fighter program, where he’ll be expected to channel his abilities through the hollowed-out vessels of stone giants.

Magic, danger, and epic fantasy collide in this spellbinding first book of the Silent Archmage series, where an archmage seeking peace enrolls in a magic academy, only to be swept into a treacherous magical adventure. Syl, an archmage who tirelessly fought the monsters spilling from the magical...

Contains The Expansion (book one) and The Upheaval (book two) of the Legend of the Arch Magus series. An Arch Magus dies, only to find himself in the body of a young man in a medieval kingdom. He finds out that he is the second son of a Duke, exiled to a desolated town by his own family. Shackled by the notorious reputation of his new shell, he tries his best to develop his domain, implementing new policies and innovations, leading his subjects to prosperity. In this world where magic is undeveloped, he shall once again pave a new path.

The second book in an action-packed, epic, and hilarious LitRPG fantasy series about an underdog who was never supposed to be a hero—but when he’s forced to manage a cursed magical farm, he proves himself far more resilient (and luckier) than any monster—or god—expected. Nicholas Parker...

Am I the villain in a different coat of paint or just the bane of a corrupted empire? I wonder... Around age twenty-seven, they finally caught me off guard. As the youngest son of seven, children of the most powerful duke on the continent and archmage at that, the world expected us to fight over the throne. I tried to keep my distance. Rescind my role. Go about my merry way as people called me the trash of the Thunder family. After all, my magic wouldn’t work for some unknown reason. Well, it turned out distance wasn’t an option for me.