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thedude3445 · 1 year

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Let's Read Systemless

Here's Reborn on a Systemless Earth... With a System!

It's my 1100+ page trilogy that's just about to finish. Read it all for free, and preorder Volume 1 before it releases on Kindle Unlimited on June 18th!

This comedy fantasy reverse isekai story features the following:

Cultural differences leading to many shenanigans.

Card game-based RPG superpowers.

Perpetually annoyed lesbian wives.

Underground wrestling arenas with Pretty Cure expys.

Multiversal temporal desychronization causing cosmic chaos.

Bizarre numbers of references to CATS (dir. Hooper, 2019).

Anarcho-monarchist surf pirates.

Using Minecraft to cheat at real life.

Ridiculously convoluted hidden origin stories.

Beavers.

A very slow-burning BL subplot that eventually ends with heartwarming triumph.

President Joe Biden with a plan to use RPG powers to solve climate change.

Plot twists so massive you'll be dropping your damn jaw to the floor.

Hot guys with pink hair.

I've been posting the story for over 3 years, and I think you'll really enjoy the insanity to come. It started as a parody of isekai stories by sending an idiot fantasy guy to modern-day America, but it became so, so much more over its 250-chapter run.

The story will post its final chapter in June, and then it'll be published on Kindle Unlimited.

Read it for free now, and also preorder Volume 1 so I can become rich and successful and self-finance the rest of that one Squiddles fan adventure!

#free books #litrpg #reverse isekai #books like homestuck but only subconsciously because i was in mega mspa-hate mode back when i started the series in 2020 #the book got huge hate when it came out for the LGBTQ+ parts so i hope and pray 4 tumblr to discover it instead of the homophobe str8 boys

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kieransometimesthinks · 9 months

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I like this attempt better for Jason’s soul projection.

#he who fights with monsters #jason asano #hwfwm #hewhofightswithmonsters #litrpg

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northyme · 9 months

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Cover for Hell of a System ✨

#my art #hell of a system #book cover #illustration #fantasy #litrpg #commission

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thisambiguousone · 9 months

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Art by Lucas Soo

Demon OC from my litRPG Hell of a System because who said the demons can't be as good looking as the other people? Not all demons are bad demons. NOT ALL DEMONS ARE TRYING TO TAKE OVER THE SYSTEM. Just some of them.

Check it out if you're interested:

The best way to come back from the dead is stronger than before. Geram Vulros vows to kill his family for their part in his mother’s death, but he’s killed by a demon possessing his father before he can. Except instead of dying, he unlocks the [Hidden Slayer] class, giving him the power of a demon core. Of cultivation. There is a larger plot at play here—by demons and other forces that are beyond him. But all that means is that he has a demon invasion to get out of his way. Then his father and brother both will pay. What to expect: - MC slays - Big level ups, big power scale - Slow burn demon core cultivation(s)

#demon best boy #demon #demon oc #oc art #monster oc #monster art #fantasy #illustration #art #geram #hell of a system #litrpg #web serial #demon slayer #progression fantasy #books #read online #oc #original character

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hewwo-its-floof · 11 months

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I'm waiting for the day where the Dungeon Crawler Carl fandom blows up

#dungeon crawler carl #Matt dinniman #litrpg #dnd #booklr #audiobook

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novemberocean · 3 months

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hello its me again!

do you have a passion for isekai? Do you have a powerful love hate relationship with isekai? Do you wish you had taken the chicken out of the freezer when your mom told you to an hour ago? THEN DO I HAVE A BOOK FOR YOU (except that last one, you're on your own)"

"For five years, Aderyn has waited to get the Call—the event when the system controlling her world grants her a class and appropriate skills to become an adventurer. When the system makes her a Warmaster, Aderyn eagerly sets out on her first journey. The problem? Her class is useless. No one believes a Warmaster is anything but a joke. They aren’t strong fighters, they have no magic, and they don’t have powerful skills. But Aderyn hasn’t waited all these years to give up now. With the help of a young man from another world, she’s going to prove this Warmaster can do anything."

Whats cool about this book is that its told from the perspective of someone already IN the fantastical world the regular joe gets isekai'd into. It's set in an RPG world where everyone has classes and ranks and theres even a chosen one! theres a different dungeon the party goes through in every book and they are legit the best part of the story.

the audiobook just got released on spotify and i snagged myself some free codes so first 20 commenters get a free audiobook to listen on Spotify! (you have to already have a spotify account)

its also on amazon

#ive posted about this before #i PROMISE its really really good #its kinda like reading a dnd campaign #litrpg #books and reading #fantasy #female main character #rpg setting #isekai #but not REALLY isekai

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tychodorian · 19 days

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The LitRPG genre is a unique literary niche that transports readers into immersive worlds reminiscent of video games and tabletop RPGs. It's a literary playground where game mechanics, character progression, and RPG elements drive the narrative forward. Imagine stepping into a virtual realm where every decision, action, and encounter carries weight, much like in your favorite gaming adventures.

In King of Dust, I've taken the essence of LitRPG and woven it into a rich tapestry of fantasy, comedy, and LGBTQ romance. Set in the land of Starkovia, readers will follow the journey of Darius, a protagonist grappling with the weight of his past and the complexities of his present. As Darius navigates the treacherous terrain of Starkovia, he'll encounter formidable foes, forge unlikely alliances, and embark on quests that will test his strength, resolve, and morality.

What sets King of Dust apart is its seamless integration of gaming elements into the narrative fabric. From epic boss battles to side quests, every aspect of the story is steeped in the rich tradition of RPG gaming. Whether you're a seasoned gamer or a newcomer to the genre, King of Dust offers a thrilling and immersive reading experience that will keep you on the edge of your seat.

If trying out this genre interests you, you can check out King of Dust on Kickstarter! The link is in my pinned post (look for the Linktree, and then head on over to the Kickstarter!)

#trans artist #trans artwork #art #digital art #oc #original character #publishing #self publishing #writing #authors of tumblr #litrpg #writeblr #ttrpg #bookblr #vampire books #fantasy books #lgbt books #dungeons and dragons #book genres

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ddoubleblindd · 10 months

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Everyone's a Catgirl! Ch. 1: The Bench

It all happened so fast. “You Died” didn’t flash before my eyes. There wasn’t a guardian angel or that “light at the end of the tunnel.” I didn’t even get the memory reel that everyone talks about.

Just a giant vastness of nothing.

When my consciousness returned, it didn’t come with a body. Well, it kind of did, but not the corporeal flesh-golem I’m used to. It was more like an outline, hinting at where the edges of my skin should be. I thought I’d lost all five senses before I found myself standing in a room, staring at the hinted shapes of other people.

Dead people?

There were a lot of ways I’d imagined the afterlife, and this definitely wasn’t one of them. I was in the lobby of an enormous building flooded with stringent white light. Rooms lined the hallways to my left and right, extending further than I could see. Each section was closed off by glass panels, allowing curious onlookers to peer into what looked like courtrooms. Stern-faced judges in black robes sat at the head of every room while other souls—at least, that’s what I assumed they were—stood at the defendant’s table. The whole setting had a dream-like quality that I couldn’t seem to shake, but something told me that this was very, very real.

“Am I in hell?” I wondered aloud, happy to hear my own voice emit from a source that I was sure had lost its lungs.

“I dunno, man. I just got here.” Another form next to me shrugged. “But this sure is my idea of hell.”

I wanted to panic, or run, or do anything but stand there and stare into what was sure to be my final judgment. This was all too fast and too damn soon—I’d just barely turned twenty. I couldn’t be dead yet.

“Matthew Kelmer?” a kind voice called over the crowd. I looked up to see a young woman who couldn’t have been much older than me but contained a more solid-looking body. Her blonde hair fell in waves just past her curved hips, and she wore a sharp black jacket with a tight skirt and brightly colored scarf. Made me think of a sexy flight attendant.

“That’s me,” I said, stepping past the other souls.

Her smile was brilliant and unnervingly comforting. But what else was I going to take comfort in? “Come with me, please.”

“Hey! What’s the deal? He just got here!” a man in the back shouted.

“This way, please,” she repeated, ignoring the outcry.

There was an annoyed grumbling from the heckler. I squared my shoulders and fell into step behind the stranger.

“Where am I?” I asked once we were far enough away from the crowd.

“Surely you’ve heard of purgatory?” she asked.

“Well, yeah.” I realized that being called back so quickly probably wasn’t the best thing to happen in purgatory. “Wait, did I stamp a one-way ticket to hell or something?”

“No, silly. Quite the opposite. Here, please.” She stopped in front of a large metal door and held it open for me. It was one of the only rooms not sectioned off by glass.

I stepped inside and waited. “Who are you?”

“My name is Leiana. I’m one of the managers of purgatory.”

“Managers?”

“Your world refers to them as goddesses, I believe.”

I wanted to pinch myself and wake up. But there was nothing to pinch. “Um. Okay.”

“You see, Matthew—”

I bristled. “Just Matt is fine.”

A corner of her smile twitched downward, but her cheerful demeanor remained. “Your heroic death has earned you another chance. A new life in a different world.” She circled an oak desk and took a seat.

My what? In a what? A dozen questions assaulted me. “Valiant death?”

A virtual display appeared above her desk with a few presses of her fingers. A movie in stunning high definition began to play, and I watched in silence. It was me at the gym I’d been standing in not an hour before.

I was lying on the bench, preparing to do a bench press without a spotter. Who the hell needed a spotter? It didn’t look that hard. I’d never done one before, but I knew the other girls in the gym loved to watch guys compete against each other with the weights. And there was a girl there I had my eye on.

“You battled against this metal beast with such courage!” Leiana exclaimed.

The dots began to connect. Oh, Jesus Christ. In the video, it was clear that I hadn’t secured the weights well. Briana, the girl I’d been hoping to catch the attention of, had noticed. She’d jogged over to the bench just as I lifted the bar. Her lips were moving, and she was waving her arms, but I’d had my headphones in and didn’t hear her.

“See how you struggled!” Leiana clasped her hands and swooned. “You protected her with all your might.”

Yeah, I struggled, alright. As I pushed harder on the bar, my face turned beet-red, and the veins in my throat pulsed against my skin. I’d racked up almost three hundred pounds—nearly twice my weight.

The bar tilted in my unsure grip, and my arms buckled. As my shoulders gave out, the bar hurtled toward me past the catches on either side and crushed my windpipe. I must have died instantly. Briana sunk to her knees and plucked out my earbuds, shouting words I couldn’t make out.

“And as all tragic romances end, true love’s kiss,” Leiana crooned.

Briana had tried to give me CPR. I wanted to crawl under Leiana’s desk. I hadn’t even stayed alive long enough to feel her lips on mine, goddammit. The screen went dark.

“I could not let your judgment pass without offering another chance.” Leiana sighed. “These are the stories that go down in history.”

God, I hope not. I had no idea what to say. “So, another chance?”

“Yes. As a manager, you see, I can grant second chances to special cases such as yours. There are hundreds of other worlds that could use your strength and valor, with a few stipulations, of course.”

“Such as?”

Leiana giggled. “It depends on the world! Every world has its own set of rules.” She replayed the video from the beginning. “Goodness, I believe I could watch this for eternity.”

And now I’m in hell. “Can we talk about the other worlds?”

“Oh! Yes, of course. Let’s see what we have available.” She closed the window and opened a new one—something akin to a spreadsheet program. Names and languages I’d never seen nor heard of scrolled by at a blazing speed. Her smile wavered. “Hmm.”

“What?” I was beginning to wonder if I’d rather risk it with the judge. I hadn’t done anything too terrible in life to deserve eternal damnation, right?

“Well, you see, I only have three worlds available at the moment.”

“Out of that whole list?” I couldn’t hide my surprise.

“There are many specifications, requirements, overrides, and a lot of paperwork that goes into such a feat. But we’ll make the best of it, Matthew, I promise you!”

“Matt,” I corrected flatly.

“Of course, Matt!” The giant list condensed down to three names, all composed of symbols I didn’t recognize. She selected the first title, and a screen filled with bar graphs and pie charts overlayed the spreadsheet. “So, our first potential world has a moderate difficulty rating, a balanced monster score, and vast opportunity for growth!”

“Difficulty rating? Monster scores?” I probably couldn’t feel dizzy, but I took a seat in the chair across from Leiana’s desk anyway. “Like a video game?”

“Yes! Very much like the video games of your world. You must complete tasks and earn yourself a place in their society by honing your attributes and gaining Skills.”

“Are you saying I have to level up?”

“Something like that.”

“Are all worlds like this?”

“No. However, the three available are.”

Okay, maybe this wouldn’t be too bad. I’d played enough games to have a handle on that sort of system. “What are the rules of this one?” I gestured to the graphs.

“You must begin life anew as a dungeon.”

I paused. “A what?”

“A dungeon. It’s very popular, from what I understand.”

I pictured dark, scummy caves filled with bats and spiders and bears. I imagined smelling like stale water and mold. “Who the hell would want to be a dungeon?”

“Well, many before you have chosen this option, but we can move on,” Leiana mumbled, seeming distraught. She quickly regained her composure and pulled up the second set of charts. “Our second world begins in the Kingdom of Rhodes. The difficulty rating is low, the monsters are on the gentler side, and magic powers the realm.”

Boring. I’d played every JRPG on the planet. The last thing I wanted to do was live in a tropey, easy fantasy land. “Next.”

“You don’t wish to hear the rules?”

“No. Next?”

Leiana sighed and pulled up the third name. The graphs for this one looked more intense compared to the other two. She chewed her bottom lip and glanced at me before looking back at the hologram.

“What?” My interest piqued.

“Well, the difficulty rating is quite extreme, and the monster score is on the higher end of what I’m familiar with. And, well—” she trailed.

This sounded interesting. “Well, what?”

“Everyone’s a catgirl.”

If I still had a heart, it would have stopped. “Wait. It’s a world full of catgirls?”

“Yes.”

“Like girls with cat ears and tails?”

Leiana narrowed her eyes. “Yes.”

“Do I have to be a dungeon?” There had to be some stupid catch. This was way too good to be true.

“I do not believe so.”

“Do I have to be a catgirl?”

She opened another document and glanced through the illegible script. “No. Per their stipulations, you would arrive just as you were before you passed. But your attributes and profile would be entirely reset. Matt, I don’t—”

“I’m going there.” I leaped from the chair. My head swirled with pictures of beautiful, petite girls with adorable kitty ears and bells. “Send me there.”

Leiana drummed her fingers along the top of her desk as she stared up at me. “Are you sure?”

“Absolutely.” Catgirls wearing maid outfits, in silk lingerie, in bathing suits. It was like the ultimate dream come true.

She paused. “The difficulties will be immense. We cannot change this decision once you’ve made it.”

“I understand.” What part of “Send me” didn’t she get?

She frowned. “You are certain, then?”

“I’m more than certain.” How many times was she going to ask me? I didn’t care how hard it was or how awful the grind could be. It was a whole damn world of catgirls. I wanted nothing more. “Send me.”

“As you wish.” She stood and signed off on the bottom of the stipulations sheet. “Your necessary tools will be given to you after you arrive. Please check your inventory.”

“Wait? How do I do that?” In a video game, my inventory was accessed by a button. How did someone pick through a physical inventory? Would I get a suitcase or something?

She ignored my question and made a series of hand signals. A warm glow surrounded her fingers, and her final gesture pointed toward me. “For your valor, Matthew Kelmer. Be reborn!”

For the second time that day, the world went dark.

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#books & libraries #everyone's a catgirl!#everyonesacatgirl #catgirl #litrpg #gamelit #fantasy #light novel #isekai #story #chapter 1 #snippet #web novel #original novel #self publishing #fiction

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thundamoo · 9 months

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Why are there so many litrpgs!? It's a question that I hear asked a lot in webfic spaces: why does every story have a system, why is every story number-go-up, why is every story about stats and skills and words in brackets? And if you have ever wondered this, I have the answer for you. It's because writing a litrpg is easy. And this—and I need you to pay attention real close on this one—is fucking awesome. Even the first chapter of a book is a ton of work, notably far more work than any other individual chapter. Because to write the first chapter of the book, you don't just have to put two to six thousand words down on a page, you have to have a complete enough idea to even start. You need a world, you need characters, you need a plot, you need a story arc, you need every single organ that turns the story into a functioning body that can have any chapters, at all. And litrpgs are popular because they streamline this process. People who don't have backgrounds as writers and worldbuilders can just use the template, making a generic world with a magic system that more or less does anything the writer wants it to and doesn't need to be explained to the audience. That is the essence of the "generic litrpg" that swarms so many webfic sites: other ideas absorbed into the tumbling, churning waters of a new author's mind and deposited in slightly different ways, ready-made for deployment into a full story. Which is, frankly, a fantastic way to start writing. The swarm of off-the-shelf litrpgs is the product of literal hundreds of people who wouldn't have otherwise decided to become a writer trying their hand at it using an accessible starting point. Yeah, that means more mediocre stories that you might not want to read, but more importantly it means more stories period, and some of those stories WILL be great!

Lowering the barrier for entry into creative writing means that we get more authors and more books. Who cares if they aren't all great Some of them will be, and they wouldn't exist otherwise, and I don't see how that isn't enough.

#writing #web fiction #litrpg #plus like its okay if a story is bad #that doesnt hurt you because you can just stop reading it #you know you can just not read it right

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thedude3445 · 10 months

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I got my Reddit promo posts going for Systemless and noticed, uh, LOTS of downvotes on these posts, which is not normal for the subreddits I posted to.

And some guy helpfully explained the reason why:

Not your fault you would probably get the same ratio had the book been pro nazi. People are tired of rainbow culture worming it's way into everything. Just saying not trying to be hateful.

When I called him rude for it...

Why is a statement of fact considered rude? Look to bud light target and disney all losing millions for pushing the rainbow ideology people are tired of it seeping into every corner of society trying to turn and corrupt kids. And was the pastel bright pink colors on the cover necessary is the book targeted at adults or kids?

GEE ISN'T IT FUN TO BE ACCUSED OF BEING A GROOMER WHEN I'M TRYING TO PROMOTE MY NEW COMEDY BOOK.

What do I even do at this point? Accept that this book is going to be a culture war battleground and not the fun reverse-isekai comedy I desperately want it to be? What do I even do in response to all this negativity?

#reddit #litrpg #progression fantasy #homophobia #all i want to do is to write stuff people enjoy #i dont want to have to fight a battle every time i promote my books #and yet here we are

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cateyedfox36 · 8 months

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dungeon crawler Carl

The AI is so fucking mean. I love it.

#Dungeon crawler Carl #The dungeon anarchist cookbook #AI so mean #Don't hoard clothing #Mental health #LitRPG #You should read this!#Yes you

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thewanderinginn · 2 months

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10.02 Y

The closer you got to the New Lands of Izril, the more you realized that the changes to the continent weren’t just in the nations arriving, the political turmoil, or even the land itself.

It was affecting all of Izril. The raising of so much landmass, nearly a fifth the size of the original continent, hadn’t just made a new zone to explore. The added geography was influencing everything from sea currents to plant life, and even the weather.

It had also ruined lives, or at least, sent entire cities into spirals of uncertainty. How, you may ask? Well, consider this: you were a happy, coastal city far south from the Hivelands minding your own business when, one day, the earth rumbles. The sea you’ve used for transport and food and your people’s income vanishes.

How…what were you supposed to do? If the one thing your home was known for vanished, how did you survive?