Ongoing Power Struggle Web Novels

Power Struggle series that are still updating.

Riot in New Batavia [Beat 'Em Up, Political]

Punk? Faction warfare? Conspiracy? Secret cult? All wrapped in dark comedy and slow-burn progression? "What's wrong with your ears, you Kratonate spy?" That's the first thing Rads hears after crawling through a hidden tunnel beneath a train station. 24 hours earlier, he was just another unemployed graduate chasing the Batavia Dream. Then he lost his apartment. Slept under a bridge. Couldn't afford breakfast. Now he's smuggling secrets for Batavia's most wanted revolutionaries. In Batavia, zines are contraband. Rock concerts carry encrypted messages. Cassette tapes hide political manifestos. Every faction is fighting a war nobody admits exists. Rads doesn't want to change the world. He just wants to survive. Batavia has other plans. RIOT IN NEW BATAVIA is a story-first LitRPG, rich in graphics. No chosen one. No overpowered hero. Every victory is earned. Every choice has consequences. If you enjoy Disco Elysium, Final Fantasy VII, Yakuza, then... Welcome to Batavia. Check out the GLOSSARY for a glympse!

DoomyStoner · Urban Fantasy · 20 ch

Under The Veil

Original ONGOING Portal Fantasy / IsekaiTime LoopUrban FantasyProgressionWar and MilitaryActionMysteryPsychologicalRomanceApocalypseDystopiaFirst ContactGender BenderHigh FantasyMagitechMale LeadMartial ArtsMythosReincarnationSteampunk Warning: This fiction contains: Graphic Violence Profanity Sensitive Content On the empty street, a lone figure walked. A black coat draped over a white shirt, stained in dark, uneven patches that had yet to dry. Black trousers followed the same muted tone, blending him into the night as though he belonged to it more than the world around him. His hair was black, unremarkable at a glance, yet his eyes—sharp, brown, and unwavering—carried a quiet weight. Not exhaustion of the body, but something deeper, something that had settled within him long before this moment. Blood marked his clothes. Fresh enough to glisten faintly beneath the dim light, yet old enough to cling stubbornly, refusing to fade. The road remained silent. No footsteps but his own disturbed the stillness. No distant engines, no whisper of wind—nothing. Only a single street lamp stood above, casting a weak, yellow glow that felt… insufficient, as though it illuminated less than it should, leaving parts of the world just slightly beyond reach. And in that dim light— Something about the scene felt incomplete. Then, without warning, the streetlight flickered. Once. Then twice. Then irregularly, as though something unseen had begun interfering with its rhythm. The shadows shifted with it—but not entirely in sync. A fraction too slow. A fraction too late. As if they were no longer bound perfectly to the objects that cast them. NOTE:- Please only read if you are ready to imagine the extreme gore and all types of mortal cruelty. Also available on Minkly.io in audio form

Phoenixfly_steller · Mystery · 7 ch

Silk, Steel, and Silence

William James Moriarty is held captive in a basement by Senka, a dominant woman who binds him in chains and refuses to let him go. The confinement is not just physical—it becomes a psychological struggle for control, power, and manipulation between two minds that refuse to yield.

Senkora · Mature · 25 ch