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Destructive Lover

WARNING : CONTAINS SCENES OF EXTREME PHYSICAL VIOLENCE AND SEVERE DISTRESSING PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA. DISCRETION IS ESSENTIAL. In the gloaming of the room, she stood transfixed amidst the onslaught of memories of a father now gone. Her tears fell not with a cry, but traced a path down her cheeks in a heavy, stifled silence. As his tall shadow loomed upon the threshold, a faint tremor of dread and uncertainty coursed through her. He stepped inside, moving forward slowly, until he stood close before her. For a fleeting moment, her gazed locked with his—those wild eyes said to carry the scent of blood. Yet within that predatory stare, truth had faded; as though time had lurched backwards to breathe life into an old memory wearing the shape of this girl. His fingers, trembling with uncertain restraint, reached towards her face; a touch so delicate it seemed impossible that these hands had ever closed around the cold hilt of a sword. He gazed into the girl's light brown eyes but, he was not looking at her; instead, deep within her eyes, he was searching for someone else. Then with his gentle hands, brushed the tears from her cheeks. With a fevered longing, he pulled her against his chest and buried his face in her hair. With every breath, he drank in the scent of her. The girl, eyes wet and body rooted in place by fear, yet burning like a furnace from sheer embarrassment, heard the rapid thrumming of his heart against her ear—a beat whose rhythm, like the tender words of a mother, offered solace to a broken heart. Her terror melted into the raw clarity of his grief. She lifted her shaking hands, clutched at his clothes, and in that heavy silence, allowed herself to rest in the chill of his embrace…
Pouria_Zarrinpar · 821 Views

Art of Reversed Evil

This is the tale of a man transmigrated from one world to another, after death he went to hell,time traveled. And after with endless efforts, he carved his path by using the mystical powers of the new world where they could use the earth it self to show the might of their realm. A world where a human body is nurtured, refined and then it's capable of wielding the mysterious power whose source is unknown. With unparalleled ambition, Fu yang regresses 300years back into the past by disintegrating his soul in the realm of Time and space.Using his profound wisdom and battle experience, he overpowers his enemies. In a world of where the fist of the strong rules, where power is cultivated through the mastery of human body. Fu yang rises above everything in the earth but from the start he has a feeling that his transmigration and regression wasn't a coincidence and he knows that even after he becomes the strongest mortal he is still far below to those who actually rules this whole world. He acts for his benifits with cold and ruthless intent, pursuing his goal without hesitation or restraint. And the whole world dances as he paints it with his blood and bones. This is not the story of a saviour or a hero. This is the Art of Reversed Evil. Note: The cultivation method made by humans unlocks the limit towards mysterious powers and with that they control beasts like wolf, tiger, crane and plants which they refine increasing their cultivation and Gu, insect like creatures which even a mortal with out any cultivation can use, like dug skin gu, liar fly gu, gu, light fire gu, wood gu, sprite frog gu. But only humans with cultivation can use attack, defence, healing, poisoning and many advanced Gu's. But remember one thing one human can only use one type of power, either contolsummon beast / use plants / or Gu's, one can only chose one.
BROKEN_DEIL · 8.7k Views

System Tearstone: The Earth God Wants His Fallen God Back[BL](V2)

This is a work of dark fantasy intended for a mature audience. It explores complex and often distressing themes, including: · Moral and Psychological Violence( not meaningless horror; everything has a purpose) · Divine Punishment & Existential Horror · Forbidden and Obsessive Relationships · Trauma, Sacrifice, and Emotional Manipulation The story contains a central queer romantic dynamic, but it is not a tale of easy romance. It is a slow-burn tragedy where love is intertwined with power, curse, and cosmic law—often manifesting as possession, obsession, and silent, devastating devotion. Reader discretion is advised. if you're sure , welcome♡ "Only one may breathe... and it will be you." —Lord Qīngyuán Centuries ago, a 5th rank god named Qīngdào Xuè Lìngxi was wrapped in the System Tearstone—a curse from the five Crystal Heart heaven official's realm. The game is simple, yet cruel: only one soul, the Red or Blue Tearstone, can win the Violet Throne. To claim it, he must kill every other Tearstone… including those he loves the most— own son lìngxiāo and soulmate Kàge Oū. Now, the System awakens, impatient— in a human's body. This will be the last lifetime of waiting. This time, even the Earth Lord himself steps onto the battlefield— sharp as blade but gentle as the braze . The past, once forgotten, becomes a knife poised at the throat of the present. The fallen god stands at the brink of the same bloody cycle. Will he walk the path of death again, if it means keeping his loved one close? Or will he dare to return to the very beginning—to the story that started before he knew it—and rewrite a painless future for the one he loves? He must decide: to forgive the common people who were once the needles that made him bleed, and to face the one who created the curse… the one he may still love. Welcome to the other side of the Tearstone universe where a curse that learned to feel, a prisoner who decided to break the game, and a judge who realized his highest law was love.
YanYeXin · 1.7k Views