Ficool

Dear the Chosen | DTC

tegksokm
Prologue This work is a Thai novel. It has been translated into English with the aid of an artificial intelligence. The voice you hear is only a shadow of the original, but shadows may reveal what light cannot. Introduction This story is a meditation on ruin and philosophy. The further it goes, the less it belongs to the ground of men. Its form is fractured, its truths concealed. The first four chapters lie elsewhere, beyond this place. They are only a threshold. What begins here is the descent itself. A drama of grief and cruelty, of blood and silence. The tale grows darker as it unfolds, and the warning is plain: within these pages are things meant to wound. Systems hidden in the world, mysteries that coil and divide, paradoxes that gnaw against every philosophy. Read at your own peril. Yet know this—if you go on, you will not forget. Synopsis He was a man once. Ordinary, with a family. He held a small happiness, the kind that the world itself cannot abide. For the world hated him. The world sought his ruin. So it came to pass that he lost all things. No grief was deeper, no despair more complete. He became a husk in the shape of a man, staggering through the wreckage. Nothing left to guard. Nothing to keep. He tore at himself, he tore at others. He hunted vengeance like a starving dog hunts blood. He sank into wickedness because there was nowhere else to go. And in the end there was only the carcass of a beast, falling down into blackness. He found himself in another country, a place without mercy. A land of nightmare so absolute it mocked the very idea of waking. There he was changed. No one could name what he had become. Not man. Not beast. Something that stands above both. None could curse him. None could deny him. Demons shrieked when he passed. Gods trembled. The races of that world went into hiding. Even the void itself could not bind him. He would be more than flesh, more than soul. He would be a thing that rose beyond heaven and annihilation alike. He would stand beyond Nirvana, where language breaks and all meaning rots. And there, in that place, he would endure alone. Thank you for choosing to read it.
Table of contents
Latest Updates

Anime Multiverse: Starting by Teaming Up with Maple, the Shield Girl!

Synopsis: Seito had lived in a slice-of-life crossover world for seventeen years. During that time, he worked hard, built a stable life, and quietly hoped to settle down someday. Everything changed with the release of the world’s first full-dive virtual reality game. From that moment on, the world began to feel subtly—but unmistakably—wrong. By closely studying the playstyle of the so-called “Lucky Shield Girl,” Seito rapidly climbed the rankings and soon stood at the very top. Maple Honjō: “Seito-kun is amazing~! I love teaming up with Seito-kun the most~!” Shizuka Hiratsuka: “Hey, brat. Come over to my place tonight.” Kaguya Shinomiya: “Unbelievable! Losing to someone like him?! I refuse to accept it!” Yukino Yukinoshita: “Hmph. As if I’d ever like someone like him.” Utaha Kasumigaoka: “As expected of you~ That really was impressive~” As time passed, the line between the virtual world and reality began to blur. When the game finally fused with the real world, Seito—the first player to reach the summit—rose above everyone else and became the first god of this new era. …… This novel is a crossover featuring worlds from Oregairu, Saekano, Kaguya-sama: Love Is War, BOFURI, and more. Update schedule: 1-2 chapter daily. Note: This is a translation of a Chinese fan-fiction. Before reading, please remember to turn off your brain a little and enjoy the story with a positive mindset. If you notice any mistakes in the translation, feel free to point them out in the comments. Your feedback is greatly appreciated! ....... 100 PS(Power stone)= 1 extra chapter 300 PS= 2.... 500 PS= Still unknown(Not going to reach anyway) The extra chapter will be uploaded on every Sunday or if miss it will be on Monday. And thank you for reading! ........ And if you want to read ahead and support me a bit please do check my P*troen:Koko_890. I only have 1 Tier that's also only $3 a month. If you have some extra money or You are very Rich please do help a poor like me.
KoKo_890 · 1.5m Views

Return of Black Lotus system:Taming Cheating Male Leads

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”
K1ERA · 586.5k Views