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A Better Worlds

In a world where everyone strives to rewrite fate as they see fit, those who dare to challenge the very fabric of reality awaken. They know no fear, for fear is the fate of the weak. They know no pity, for pity is a sign of weakness. Ancient powers awaken in those willing to pay any price for power over the world. Each sees the truth in their own way, and each is ready to destroy everything that contradicts their vision. A fire burns in their hearts, capable of melting even the strongest bonds of the universe. Wars do not begin on battlefields—they begin in the minds of those who thirst for change. And when many paths converge, when impossible dreams and unwavering will collide, the world will change forever. But at what cost? There are no rules in this game—there are only the laws of force. There is no good and evil—there is only the desire for power. And when the last stone falls, when the last spark of energy fades, only one will remain—the one who will bring their vision of a "Better World" to life. But remember: in a world where everyone strives for perfection, there is no room for compromise. And whoever survives this battle for the future will write new laws of existence with the blood of their enemies. Author's Greetings Greetings to all readers! ForestRam is me, the author of this story, trying my hand at literary creation for the first time. I understand that as a novice writer, I may not always meet high standards, and the first chapters may seem less than ideal. Important message to readers: If you notice any errors, typos, or plot inconsistencies, please point them out. I will carefully review every comment. I would be grateful for any constructive advice and suggestions for improving the text. Your ideas for plot development are invaluable to me. Regarding the work on the text: despite multiple rereads, I understand that there is always room for improvement. That's why your feedback is so important—it will help make the story better. I hope your journey into the world of my story will be an unforgettable experience. Enjoy reading! Sincerely, ForestRam
Forest_Rem · 69.7k Views

Evolution: From Calamity To Accursed Calamity

A realm was formed when two different universes were connected. A realm that spanned for dozens of galaxies in diameter. In time chaos, death and disorder spread through the whole realm, and from these mentioned elements came a completely new race of beings, which the lifeforms of the two universes termed as calamity. Most were as savage, unintelligent in nature but there were some, stronger ones who were born with sentience, intelligence! The calamities hated it as their home was ravaged by war and their kind was hunted because of greed, as they were seen as nothing but resources by the outsiders to either consume or tame! However, despite of everything, they couldn't do anything, as if they had a few strongs, than the outsiders had many on many strongs. The massive realm had become the main focus of all the main powers of the two universes. it had become a main ground where three different powers fought on a daily basis in every corner of the realm. Every day there were Divine Entities that fell to their doom, but every day there were also many how ascended to The opportunities and the resources were abundant, along with the dangers and death that came hand in hand with them. Meanwhile, in such an environment, a weak calamity was born in some far corner of the realm, away from the real dangers, yet still not, because even though, he had sentience, he was born weak and ignorant. Only born with the superficial knowledge: that his kind was hunted, and he should get stronger as soon as possible if he wants to survive in this realm, and not become nourishment for someone else. Nonetheless, though born weakest as a rank 1 calamity, he had something special that not many had. An absurdly and illogically strong ability, another absurdly strong ability and another strong ability. However, it was still unknown, if these abilities were even strong enough to make him survive, let alone make him strong, stronger than anybody else, or perhaps strong enough to make him climb to the top. [Note: The MC is indeed born with strong abilities, however that doesn't mean those abilities will make him insanely stronger from the start! No, instead to become strong and peerless, he would have to work for it, and suffer for it! Only then would he be worthy enough to be called ] ... *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***
Ainzzol · 6.5k Views

Game of Thrones: My Pets Evolve Into Dragons

In the filth of Riverrun’s slums, Limpick — an eighteen-year-old pauper with nothing but stale black bread and a rusty dagger — accidentally steps on a dying rat. Golden text flashes before his eyes: [Detected environmental creature: Rat ×1. Evolve into dragon species?] He says yes. What follows is not the story of a hero with a sword. It’s the story of a starving nobody who discovers he can turn ordinary animals into dragons by feeding them the lingering flames of dead dragons. The rat becomes Ember — a black-scaled, golden-eyed beast the size of a warhorse that can already scorch stone with its tail. The white falcon he rescues becomes Plume — a feathered terror with mismatched gold-and-silver eyes and a hunger for ancient power. Together they devour the bones of Vhagar and Caraxes at the bottom of the Gods Eye, loot the residual dragonflame beneath cursed Harrenhal, and set their sights on the one place in Westeros that still holds a mountain of dragonglass: Dragonstone. But dragons draw eyes. The Lord of Light’s priests see holy fire. King Robert’s spies see treason. And Stannis Baratheon’s red priestess sees prophecy. Limpick doesn’t want a throne. He just wants to keep feeding his pets until they stop being “juvenile” and become the real thing. Because in a world that forgot dragons, the only thing more dangerous than a dragon… is the man who can make more of them. A slow-burn, system-powered, dragon-raising epic set in the Game of Thrones universe — where one pauper’s pets are about to rewrite the fate of the Seven Kingdoms, one evolution at a time. (Perfect for fans of The Beginning After The End, Re:Monster, and anyone who ever wondered what would happen if a broke kid in Westeros got a pet evolution system.)
Cokelat_Manis · 177.4k Views

Descent of The Fallen Treant

Long ago, the gods created a world full of beauty & resources; ready to embrace all life that would come to inhabit it, the world started to become populated with animals, plants, and sentient beings like elves, beastmen, demons, humans, and more. At first, the races lived in harmony, and the gods granted blessings to help them grow, build, and hunt. It was wondrous, but then, conflict started to rise between the races; as time passed, darkness began to fester in their hearts: they grew envious of the others strengths, anxious & fearful at what they could do, disgusted at their appearances. Pressure continued to rise until it couldn’t any longer, and the Grand War descended upon those prepared and unprepared… The gods knew the sentient races couldn’t exist without conflict, as they themselves couldn’t, but to see how fast they have fallen into madness… Destruction erupted and came to every corner of the world, nothing was untouched by the war, millions of lives were gone in the blink of an eye for the gods, and there was no end in sight. The world that they all created together was being destroyed bit by bit by the war, but only when the races started committing unspeakable acts to each other and their own, even to the very world to gain unnatural power did they intervene. They all unified and came to an agreement. They descended to their now ruined world and forced the fighting to a close with their power and might. Once that was done, they enforced an enactment across the world; a price for all the terrible happenings during the Grand War. For all things, no matter how far away they were, they heard these words: "You had peace, you had hope, you all had a beautiful world, but now, you have BURNT it to the ground, you all have done sick, twisted deeds to gain the slightest edge in battle… We gave blessings, with the goal to help and spread growth, but you have absconded from our wishes and only used them for self-interest and murder… There was no need for such a large and bloody war to happen, yet this is what it came down to, the war wasn’t going to end before taking the entire world down with it. And so, we had no other choice but to get involved. We gods have decided upon a fitting punishment for ALL to live under… The world shall be refitted anew with resources to make up for what has been destroyed, burned, and the horrid damage to the planet will be reversed, however, since all of you created conflict with each other in a peaceful world, we thought you all would make peace with one another in a violent one. In 10 years time, monsters shall start roaming the world, spreading forth the destruction you all once wrought… Apart, you have no chance to survive the tide of change, but together, you will survive. That is all…prepare with these 10 years, and we wish you all the best of luck." The entire speech was done by the leader of the gods, the Goddess of Creation. And with a bright flash of light, they couldn't see anything, but once their vision returned, they were surprised. The gods were gone, and the world was no longer broken, scarred... but it wasn’t as beautiful as before the Grand War, this was an unspoken punishment from the gods: the world would NOT return to how it was, no matter how much they pleaded for its beauty to return. There was another untold punishment that everyone noticed imminently on reawakening, that their previous powers were now gone! All forms of power were reset to zero, and they would have to start from scratch! Without them being able to curse out the goddess for this indignation in fear of the incoming catastrophe, the races began to rebuild and train to recoup their strength. While they had made peace and worked mutually, there was always an underlying conflict, intolerance, lingering from the Grand War. As their time came to a close, things came to fruition just as the goddess said, monsters now roamed the world, spreading the havoc once sown by their own hands.
Storyteller_0 · 49.2k Views

The Broken Halo

‘How cliché. I’ve read countless novels where the Hero is betrayed by their companions… but was I wrong to trust those who fought beside me for nearly six decades?’ ----- Betrayal. A word many live in fear of. A word some never expect… until it happens. A word that completely shatters one’s view of life. Just like any other heroic tale, Simon was the Hero of Earth, the one who defeated the Demon King and was about to end the war between races with his companions. Yet, in the end, he was betrayed by his own companions for reasons he never understood. Instead of finding death, Simon found rebirth. To his horror, he reincarnated as the very race he had devoted his entire life to exterminating… a race he despised, feared, and was disgusted by. Reborn as a demon infant within one of the most impoverished demon tribes, Simon found himself at the very bottom of a world he once sought to destroy. Fortunately, he was not entirely abandoned. His unique Seven Star Blessing, bestowed by his patron God, followed him through reincarnation. Armed with this Blessing and the Demonic Magic of his new race, Simon now harbors an ambition greater than ever before… to rise higher than he ever did as the Hero of Earth. To become a God. But the path forward is far from simple. Betrayals from those he would never expect. Endless trials and tribulations. And the lingering question of identity… Should he cling to his past as a human hero, or embrace his nature as a demon to survive? Can Simon abandon his hatred and live among demons? Will he erase his past entirely and fully embrace his demonic nature? Will his thirst for revenge drag him deeper into darkness… Or will he rise above it? In the end… Will he be devoured… or will he devour all?
Anon22 · 1.2m Views