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A God of hope.

Heath Dollen was a man in his 40s who lived in a suburban complex in Lund, Sweden. He was lonely and spent most of his days tending to himself after gaining osteoarthritis and uncontrolled refractive errors that sometimes led to his vision blurring, due to his bad habit of spending too long sitting in his vehicle and not exercising enough. Heath had travelled throughout Europe and Asia, painting and writing avidly about his experiences. When he is not in his apartment, he does his best to give warmth to others around him, helping people around his neighbourhood, aiding in light labour, cleaning the environment, and donating much of his money to people he verified that required it. Heath saw the downtrodden teen Elias drop his phone on accident from the other side of the street. To help, he thought of buying a new phone for this young man. He introduced himself and after gaining their trust, Heath and Elias became good friends and Heath was even nicknamed 'uncle.' There, he was introduced to many games, specifically sandbox games. Heath heard of Games like Minecraft and Roblox, but after being introduced to 7 Days to Die, Cities: Skylines, Dwarf Fortress, Enshrouded, Going Medieval, Valheim, Project Zomboid, Rimworld, Vintage Story and more. Heath became an avid gamer while also gaining strength by replacing some of his joints with prosthetics and managing his exercises and diet. It was slow progress, but his life became more fulfilling than ever. Now he had a family to look forward to! But at one point, while Elias was helping with Heath's troubles, he spotted a man who appeared lost, walking across the street in traffic, yet was somehow never hit. Heath said aloud that they should be careful there and asked if they needed assistance. The man, that 'thing', turned to him. Now walking towards Heath robotically, yet avoiding the vehicles like a phantom, they soon came upon him. Once close enough, its features were noticed: A beautiful, yet uncannily androgynous face, eyes that appeared too clear and glassy, and skin that was too perfect with no features of wrinkles or pores and no hair throughout. A voice that sounded harmonic with the world spoke, yet their mouth never moved. "Perfect." A melodic sound, one expected for a tenor, it captivated Heath but simultaneously scared those around him, then. . . Suddenly, Heath blacked out. Hearing the cry of Elias for him. He left this world.
Jaedyn_Jasmara · 163.9k Views

Claimed by the vampire prince

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.
Blessing_Nwodo_16 · 214k Views

One Piece: Trust Me Marines, I’m Nothing But Loyal!

First year in the Marines “Loyalty, Justice, Courage!” Fifth year in the Marines “If you don’t take it, and I don’t take it, then how could Admiral Sengoku ever take it? And if Admiral Sengoku doesn’t, how are we supposed to move forward?” Tenth year in the Marines “Fleet Admiral Sengoku, why won’t you stand up and clash head-on with the Five Elders in Mary Geoise?” That year, Ortoren enlisted as a fresh recruit, his head full of ambition—dreaming of rising through the ranks and seeing the world for himself. Years later, Ortoren became commander of G-5, leading nearly eighty thousand elite frontline Marines. By then, loyalty was all he had left to cling to. Later still, he rose to Admiral of Marine Headquarters, entrusted with overseeing the New World. With hundreds of thousands under his command, his power rested on one simple truth: “The Five Elders praise my loyalty and courage, and Fleet Admiral Sengoku treats me as if I were his own son.” In time, Ortoren commanded armies numbering in the millions. At his word, the seas themselves seemed to tremble. One day, as he walked through Marine Headquarters, a group of officers suddenly surrounded him. They overpowered him—the strongest man on the seas—and draped a yellow robe across his shoulders. “It’s cold, Admiral,” they said. “You should wear something warmer.” Looking into the earnest eyes of those officers, Ortoren let out a long, weary sigh. “After all these years of loyalty, my name is ruined in an instant. You’ve truly done me in.”
PinkSnake · 934.8k Views

Survival, Dragons, and Other Poor Life Choices

The Second Chance He Didn't Ask For Knox Ashford died on Earth—hit by a truck while carrying a coffee he didn't even want. After spending over a year as a walking ghost following his girlfriend's fatal overdose, it was almost a relief. Waking up in Shadowfen? That was the complicated part. Reborn as a lesser demon in a murder-swamp where everything wants to kill him, Knox gets a System, a 12% survival probability, and absolutely no instruction manual. Armed with gallows humor, half-remembered survival shows, and spite, he starts learning the hard way: which water won't poison you, which monsters you can outrun, and how to sleep in a tree hollow without being eaten. Then he finds the egg. A dying Shadow Dragon hatchling, abandoned and alone—her loneliness mirrors his own so perfectly it hurts. Knox saves her by pouring everything he has into their bond, and suddenly he's not just surviving for himself anymore. He's a parent to a tiny, fierce dragon who tries to eat his boots and trusts him absolutely. With help from judgmental fairies, a living swamp that might be a goddess, and a dragon who thinks everything is either food or a toy, Knox begins building something he thought he'd lost: a home. A family. A reason to keep going. But Shadowfen has noticed him. And when an ancient dungeon calls, promising power he desperately needs, Knox must choose: stay safe in the home he's built, or risk everything for the strength to protect it. Five weeks in hell. A complete transformation. And the discovery that broken things can be reforged into something stronger. What started as survival becomes legend. A LitRPG progression fantasy about grief, found family, and a man learning that the opposite of depression isn't happiness—it's purpose. Featuring: a demon who can't say no to feature requests, a dragon with attachment issues, fairies who weaponize interior design criticism, and enough emotional damage to fuel an entire power system. Perfect for fans of Dungeon Crawler Carl, Beware of Chicken, and Primal Hunter—if they had more therapy and beard-based comedy. ┬┴┬┴┤ ͜ʖ ͡°) ├┬┴┬┴ Will post daily! Powerstones and comments welcome... I’m watching you, and I’ll adjust accordingly. ┬┴┬┴┤ω・)
BoredBerserker176 · 10.8k Views