EPHEMERAL.

Born into wealth, Alex Wyndham should have lived a life of privilege. Instead, he grew up as an outsider in his own family. Ignored. Looked down on. Treated like he didn’t belong. The reason was simple. He carried the Wyndham name… but not their acceptance. With no talent for Qi and no place among his own blood, Alex believed his life would never change. No power. No future. No one to stand beside him. Then, everything shifted. A single encounter pulled him into a hidden world—one that existed beneath the surface of normal life. A world ruled by strength, where warriors and strange powers decide who rises… and who is crushed. And somehow, Alex had a place in it. Not through talent. Not through training. But through something far more mysterious. Now standing at the edge of this new reality, Alex is faced with a choice: remain the forgotten boy… or step forward and uncover the truth behind himself. Because in a world where power is everything— Even the weakest can become something terrifying. --- For updates and future stories, you can follow me on Instagram: @JEFFWEIKESON Or join my Discord community: @JW_Stories https://discord.gg/DxyZ3ctdV

Himanshu was just an ordinary eighteen-year-old—an orphan scraping through life—until a heated argument about Karna and Arjuna became the last conversation he would ever have. Struck down by a god’s wrath for daring to question divine actions, his life ends abruptly… but not completely. Before his soul can fade into oblivion, he is summoned by Lord Shiva. Declaring that Himanshu’s death was unjust and premature, Shiva offers him a second chance—one bound not by mercy, but by purpose. A sacred duty awaits him in a world where Dharma is on the verge of collapse. Reborn in the era of the Mahabharata, Himanshu quickly realizes something is terribly wrong. The timeline exists. The kingdoms stand. The great war approaches. But the one who anchors destiny itself… Lord Krishna is missing. Without Krishna, the balance between Dharma and Adharma begins to shatter. Heroes waver. Villains rise unchecked. Fate itself grows unstable. Armed with three extraordinary boons—a mysterious system that rewards his actions, unnatural luck, and unmatched talent in all arts and combat—Himanshu steps into a story that was never meant to unfold this way. But in a world where destiny has lost its guide… Even the smallest change can birth unimaginable consequences. As he navigates alliances, alters events, and challenges the very will of the gods, Himanshu must confront a terrifying truth: Is he here to save this world… —or to decide if it deserves to be saved at all? ====================================== (Author note:) This story was a heavy A.U and all those characters belong's to the OG creator of the epic. Except the Mc and Oc. And I would never disrespect them. I hope you guys give me your opinion and idea's. WARNING: If you don't feel like you dislike A.U on Mahabharat then there is a chance you might not like the story. And the story won't just follow the book or any serials. It's A.U so might feel a mix kind of feeling. Bye guys I hope you enjoy the story.

One day, I decided to end my short livestreaming career. Not that I had ever started it with the intention of earning money. My life had hit rock bottom: a disappointment to my family, painfully average in academics, buried under massive debt after my company failed, and to top it all off, the one person who had been my emotional support, my loving girlfriend, cheated on me. Yes, life had turned into hell. So I chose to cut off all distractions and focus solely on my studies. However, the moment I went live to announce my decision, the few viewers I had exploded in rage. [There will be slaughter! Whoever made my Kyle sad deserves to burn in hell!] [My time with Kyle… gone… that demands… massacre.] [Kyle… Kyle… don’t go…] Then came a suggestion. [I have sent a gift for you. I hope that helps change your mind.] That gift, sent by one of my regular viewers, completely changed my life. I learned that the world I lived in wasn’t as simple as I had believed. Nightmares, shadows, ghouls, curses… they were as real as humans. And with the blessing I received, I became part of that hidden world. On top of that, I received a system that sometimes rewards me simply for existing. It’s crazy. The viewers I thought were just regular people were all deities. •••••••• A/N: For the first few arcs, the protagonist will operate in secrecy, and there is a good reason for it. The main character will experience sudden growth in strength, as this story isn’t about gradual power-building but about personal connections and slice of life. Expect heavy slice of life in this one. And please read through the free chapters before passing judgment. https://ko-fi.com/rashcore

Voldemort: “Dumbledore! Lynn possesses dark magic and gathers dark creatures; he wants to replace me and become the new Dark Lord!” (Serious face.jpg) Dumbledore: “He’s just a little too curious.” (Drinking tea.jpg) Lynn: “Dark Lord???!!! No, I didn’t do it. Don’t talk nonsense—I’m a model wizard.” --- I test the poison so you don't have to. For 30+ advance chapters join my p@treon: mrfanficion140

"Special Admission, Rank 1." That was the title on the golden invitation I threw into the trash three months ago. Back then, I was the Crime Lord of Oakhaven. I had money, territory, and an ego that touched the sky. Why would a King lower himself to attend a school? I was arrogant. I was foolish. And I paid the price. It took less than an hour for a single knight to turn my criminal empire into a graveyard. He didn't just defeat me; he ignored me. I was an ant beneath the boot of a god. Broken and desperate, I used my last asset: a golden letter granting me entry to Zenith Imperial Academy as "Special Admission Rank 1." It’s a lie. I’m not a prodigy. I’m a fraud with no foundation, surrounded by the strongest heirs in the Empire who want to see me bleed. I can’t cast their spells. I can’t hold their weapons. But I can steal their lives. My Authority is [Usurper]. While they study theory, I steal reflexes. While they practice honor, I copy trauma. I am not here to learn. I am here to hunt. My targets are the "Four Calamities"—four women who hold powers strong enough to rewrite reality. They think I’m their peer. They don’t know I’m the parasite waiting to hollow them out. I’m going to make them mine. Discord: https://discord.gg/FK9GfrSjtb

THE GAME OF ASCENSION (Phase I — The Pikra War) The world was never ruled by kings. It was ruled by players. Two figures move civilizations like pieces on a cosmic chessboard: The Misunderstood Revolutionary. The Exiled Prodigy. And humanity is caught between them. What begins through the eyes of an ordinary side character slowly unfolds into a war spanning factions, dimensions, forgotten histories, and godlike beings known as the Asuras — ancient enemies of the Devas who once shook existence itself. At the center of it all stands one monster among men: Kae The man called the smartest human alive. The Seventh Asura Community Ruler. The greatest disciple of the legendary Gomo Taka. A being so terrifyingly gifted that he was considered worthy of leading the Immortalus Society at the age of fifty — a position even prodigies spend centuries chasing. But genius alone does not create monsters. Kae controls civilizations from the shadows, raising kingdoms and destroying nations for a single purpose: To ensure he always has enough pawns. To some, he is a savior. To others, the greatest threat in history. And the worst part? He might actually be right. As wars intensify and truths begin collapsing, one realization becomes unavoidable: The Pikra War was never the end. It was merely the opening move. --- What to Expect Multiple protagonists and shifting POVs Psychological warfare and political manipulation Cosmic power systems and ancient factions Morally grey characters Mastermind vs mastermind conflicts Large-scale wars and strategic battles Long-term mysteries and foreshadowing Villains who feel terrifyingly human --- In this game, there are no heroes. Only players. And pieces waiting to realize they were never free. ---

Loki Laufeyson has lost almost everything, his family, his place in Asgard, and the trust of nearly everyone who once called him prince. So when Odin decides that an arranged marriage to the princess of Vanaheim might keep Loki out of trouble and strengthen the realms, neither of them gets much say in the matter. She has known Loki since they were children. Now she is expected to marry him and somehow pretend this is all perfectly reasonable? What begins with formal smiles and painfully polite conversations doesn't stay that way for long. Forced into each other's company, the two discover that arguing comes far more naturally than pretending not to care. “You are my wife. You do what I say.” “Oh, please. I’m the older one, and very clearly the wiser one.” And somewhere between the bickering, stolen glances, and a marriage neither of them chose, Loki starts wondering when exactly his greatest inconvenience became the one person he cannot imagine losing. Perhaps the trickster's heart was never meant to be won.

When Lucian Carter crosses into the Supreme Plane, he awakens the Infinite Amplification System—a divine mechanism capable of enhancing anything a hundredfold… or even infinitely more. His first step to godhood? Open his own Divine Realm and recruit believers to fuel his ascent. There’s just one problem—where is he supposed to find worshippers in a world of gods? That’s when an invitation appears. [Ten Thousand Realms Chat Group: New Member Joined] Suddenly, Lucian finds himself in a mysterious multiversal chat group with users from across infinite realities: A rum-soaked Pirate Lord looking for adventure. A flirty Sword Spirit with a sharp tongue (and a sharper blade). A fanatical Ninja Scientist obsessed with human experimentation. And even a warlord prince typing mid-battle. They come from different worlds, different rules, and different agendas—but all are now linked to a single, rising divinity. As Lucian’s name spreads across realms, his followers grow, and so too does his power. But not all gods welcome a new rival. The game has begun. Faith is currency. And Lucian intends to collect it all.

Check out Villain Extra: Rogue Reader!!! “Delete my game account and have a mansion on the outskirts of the city?” Am I being treated as an abandoned dog? How laughable! Former Vice Guild Leader of a Super Guild in the game Divine World, Xu Feng, was ultimately discarded. Despite pouring his heart and soul into the Reaver Guild, Xu Feng found himself no better than a discarded stray. Luckily, fate had other plans for him. Upon falling asleep at night, Xu Feng miraculously found himself to be reincarnated. “You people will soon regret your choices,” Xu Feng fixed the position of his glasses and ensured they would pay the price. --------- Discord: https://discord.gg/7hXBJ7Rkdb

Lìngxiāo is the same boy Chóng Fēi believed he had killed indirectly by exposing him. Since the time Lìngxiāo was Eighteen, he has carried a strange condition that never lets him show pain or anger. As an independent exorcist with no controlling clan above him, he roams the land with three burning aims: to save the common people from darkness, to clear his own name—from his own father's murder—and to unravel the mystery behind the man who raised him before disappearing right after he learned to stand on his own. Was his father killed? Or was there something deeper than that? Who was that bloodless "uncle" who used to teach him what is distraction and what is destination? Were those teasing words—"A wave of pleasure"—something more than what he took too long to understand? Soon, his destiny took an unexpected turn. His hometown Yún Xi calls him back—not as who he used to be, but as a professional exorcist. A town haunted by a Red Robe Ghost, where no exorcist who answered the call has ever survived. When Lìngxiāo arrives, a silent surprise awaits him. The ghost is one groom or something else? why isn't his calculation matching? who hunts the heir this much? That heir is Chóng Fēi. He has spent more then seven years carrying the weight of a death he believes he caused—the death of Xiǎo Lìng, the boy who once protected him from his father's cruelty. He has spent years trapped between his father's control and the skull mummy who haunts his every step. Now, Chóng Fēi finds himself drawn to the mysterious, perpetually smiling exorcist. Something about Lìngxiāo feels familiar. Something about him makes Chóng Fēi want to trust—and want to run. He doesn't know that the man he's falling for is the same boy he's been mourning. During the investigation—through a ballad of needles and fear, all for the sake of keeping the heir alive—Chóng Fēi's one-sided longing grows into deep love. It becomes his reason to walk slower. To share belongings. To share his trauma. And Lìngxiāo, who has been searching for answers about his father and his uncle, begins to realize that the demonic energy haunting Yún Xi isn't just around him. It's around Chóng Fēi too. The ghosts are not the villains. They are victims of someone else—a mastermind who has been watching, waiting, pulling the strings. And there is more than one. The unknown one seems to be above the other. Can someone who roots for power and legacy move for the songbird whose nature is flying around, searching for his origin? And who even bothered enough to raise a hopeless boy without purpose—only to leave just when he had started to fly high and wanted to hear that simple "Do not worry, boy"? Let's find out on the surface of tears and smiles—which is not even the start or the end, but the middle of something far more complicated but ends into someone else's epic. Bonus book: For The Four Arms, One Soul [a book inspired by Chóng Fēi's shelf! say thanks to him for being such a story bug!]