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The Growth of a Titan in the Cultivation World

The Pantheon of Gods dethroned the Titan Race, ushering a new age called the Era of Gods. In this Era, the Gods decided to create a new race in their own image and have this race serve them. This race was called the Mortal Race. However, in a twist of fate, these beings known as Mortals not only inherited the Gods' image, but also their ambition. Thus, the Mortals who was once deemed as an inferior race by the Gods created a method of cultivating the world's natural energy to become Immortals and stand next to the Gods. The Jade Immortal, the strongest of the Immortals, besiege the Pantheon of Gods and carved out a place at the summit for Mortals, allowing them to become one of the Divine Races, along with the God Race, the Celestial Race, and the Titan Race. However, in retaliation, the Gods divided the world into the Heavenly Realm, and the countless Mortal Realms before casting all the Mortals down to the Mortal Realms. They then blocked their ascension to the Heavenly Realm and their path of cultivating to Immortality, by cursing their entire race to face a series of Heavenly Tribulations. That event was a very, very long time ago. So long ago that the story was all but lost in the history of the Mortal Realms. *** '…I'm not as strong as you think Sol. I'm too weak to save the village, that's why I need you to leave. Goodbye son…' After his father was murdered and his peaceful village massacred, Sol woke up to find a mysterious old man standing over him claiming to be his new Master. “You want revenge, don’t you? I’ll train you so you have the strength to take it, but you have to become my one and only disciple first!” *** This coming-of-age story follows Solovin Iziah Solaris, a village boy with a mysterious past who is stuck between two Realms. Watch as he grows from a clever, but naive youth, into someone who has to shoulder the world.
Tsetth · 226.8k Views

Raging Desires(Moved to a New Link)

Aine was born into simplicity and loved it. A warm family, a modest coffee shop, and a mother whose laugh made every ordinary morning feel like something worth remembering. It was not a grand life, but it was hers, and she never once thought to want more. Then her mother died, and the life she knew died quietly with her. Rebuilding meant starting over in a home that did not quite fit. A stepmother with expectations sharp enough to cut. A stepsister who made the distance between them feel deliberate. And a father who, despite everything, Aine never stopped loving, even when perhaps she should have. At Jade High, she learns to move through the world like a ghost. Unnoticed. Undemanding. Until Jokull finds her anyway, the school president, everyone's dream, and somehow, inexplicably, interested in her. For the first time since her mother's passing, something in Aine's carefully greyed world begins to stir. A fragile, terrifying thing that feels dangerously close to hope. But hope, she will learn, has a price. Her father, desperate and cornered, betrays the most powerful mafia organisation in the world. The consequences do not fall on him. They fall on Aine. Taken. Used as collateral. She endures pain, control, and betrayal. in those dark corridors that she will carry in her bones long after the bruises fade, abuses and pain that strip away whatever softness she had left and replace it with something harder, something that knows how to survive. And at the centre of it all is Ravi. The mafia's own. Dangerous and complex, with shadows in his past that run deeper than Aine initially understands. When the truth about Jokull surfaces, that he is not who he appeared to be, that his connection to the mafia world is older and darker than his charming smile ever suggested, Aine is faced with an impossible choice. She chooses Ravi. Not out of desperation. Not out of fear. She chooses him with her eyes open, and that choice changes everything. What begins as captivity slowly, painfully, honestly transforms into something neither of them planned for. Love grown in the hardest soil is still love. Ravi pursues her completely, and she lets herself be found. But Jokull refuses to disappear. He returns again and again, dragging trouble behind him like a shadow, until the violence of it costs Aine the one thing she cannot afford to lose. Her memories. Gone. All of it. The pain and the tenderness alike, swept clean. Ravi relocates with her, patient in a way no one who knows him would expect, and begins again. Slowly. Carefully. Planting seeds in ground he once nearly destroyed, watching something grow between them for the second time and understanding, now, how rare that is. But their love, rebuilt, fragile and real, is tested once more. The road to starting a family is not smooth, shadowed by fears neither of them speak aloud. Until the day Aine holds their child in her arms and the future, for the first time, feels possible. Then a ghost returns. A woman from Ravi's past. His childhood. The kind of history that does not knock before it enters. Tension bleeds into the life they have carefully built, and Aine stands at yet another crossroads. She has survived betrayal. Captivity. Loss. The erasure of her own story. She has chosen this man and this life more than once. But some battles cannot be won by simply enduring them. Will Aine fight for what she loves? Or will she finally, after everything, let love prove itself without her?
Avery_Muiris · 73.3k Views

The Asshai's Bloodmage

After dying on Earth, the protagonist wakes up in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire. Armed with the knowledge from the books and coming from a more evolved society, he accepts his new life and identity and decides to learn more about this world of magic and dragons. However, things are not as simple as he imagined. Sent to a very distant past where the Targaryen conquest has not yet happened, his knowledge of the renowned literary series is not of much help, and to make matters worse, he was reborn in the worst place and at the worst possible time. [BEEP] [System activated] [7 days until the doom of Valyria] [New mission!] [Run away!] TAGS: Game Of Thrones, Valíria, Targaryen, System, Magic, Adventure, Dragons, Pirates, Slaves, World Building, Weak to the Strong, Rituals, Horror, Monsters, Firearms, Multiple POV, Secret Organizations. Hello everyone. I hope you like my fan fiction. It takes place 400 years before the events of Game of Thrones. In this fic, I will show my vision of Asshai by the shadow using my experience that I gained from reading many magic novels. I hope you like the city of shadows that I created. The system is not powerful and will only help the protagonist with small facilities and some minor benefits. This is my first time writing, and I do not have an editor, so feel free to correct anything in the grammar. I like the sinister environment of Asshai, where no magic is forbidden, and because there are few mentions in the books about this place, I started to have these ideas about what Asshai and its society would be like. So I decided to share these thoughts with you and write this fic. I hope to gain more practice and experience as an author, to later release my book, which is also already in development. Enjoy the book, everyone!
RedSage · 1.7m Views

PAWNS RISE AGAINST THE STRINGS

Crestwood used to be peaceful. Now people lock their doors before sunset. The town has become consumed by a string of brutal murders, each victim connected in ways the police fail to understand. To everyone else, the deaths seem random. But Aubrey knows better. There’s a pattern hidden beneath the bloodshed—something watching, choosing, waiting. And when the pattern begins circling her, she realizes she was never outside of it. Desperate for answers, Aubrey gathers the friends she trusts most, only to uncover a terrifying truth: all of them are connected by something far deeper than coincidence. Their lives, their encounters, even the tragedies that shaped them feel orchestrated, as though they had been guided toward one another long before they were born. But the deeper they dig, the more reality itself begins to unravel. Because behind Crestwood lies something far worse than a murderer. There are forces moving beyond human sight—silent influences shaping lives, steering choices, and bending fate toward an outcome only they understand. To them, people are nothing more than expendable positions in a larger design, living entire lives unaware they were never truly in control. Everything was proceeding exactly as intended. Until one of them changed. Among Aubrey’s group, one fate begins drifting beyond what was planned, triggering a chain reaction no one foresaw. What should have remained controllable becomes unpredictable. Dangerous. For the first time, something within the system is no longer obeying the role it was given. And if even one pawn can move on its own… Then the ones controlling the board may finally learn what fear feels like.
Anvata_Fableseed · 324.2k Views