tragedy

Born a Noble. Forsaken by Blood. In a world where Mana defines your worth, Luthian Stahl Eisenhart is worth nothing. Devoid of magic and stripped of his title, he has been branded the "Trash" of the kingdom's most feared ducal family. What fate awaits him now?

A Mountain of unknowns. A chasm of certain death. A city of bones, red rock, and flesh. A place of buried history, And of fragmented memories. A place where secrets dwell in the walls, the ground, and even the air. Join the Explorers— Athalia, Enza, Sariel… What happened in their past? Uncover the laws of this bizarre world for yourself. Who built the city? What’s in the chasm? What exactly is the Mountain? What lies at its peak? All questions must be answered. …but time is running out…  …One day, a giant hourglass appeared in the sky over the city of Alavieska. Engraved upon its border were twelve unmissable words: “If the Mountain has not been summited when the time runs out, the Memory Reclamation will begin!”

How would a modern docter survive in a brutal and violent fictional world? Especially, if it was in the most violent and war filled era of the same world. Watch as the paranoid man survive clan invasions, bandit attacks, noble dealings from the Warring states era and enter the hidden village era. -P.S : The mc has minor cheat- An AI that was as powerful and smart as a common human mind but none of the emotions or sense of self. It can't even interact with host body directly, only recieving information from Host or his senses through using the chakra. ---------------------------------------- Average chapter size : 4-5k. ----------------------------------------- Author's note: The ratings for this fanfic would be genuine. Well, I hope it would be. [However, the one thing I know about my fanfic was that it doesn't deserve hateful 1 0r 2 stars reveiwes and won't be a scapegoat for online bullies to vent their depression. If I found them as such, I would delete them.]

" You were always so full of spirit, brother. Such a little terror you and Shaggydog were and even on the coldest nights on the Wall I could find a smile on my face as I remembered you all. You and Arya were cut from the same cloth, both so full of life and so keen to explore. She may have been Underfoot but you weren't too far from being so yourself." Jon said his voice sounded as if he was trying to be happy and yet it was very much not. Rickon tried to answer, tried to speak to his brother, and found he could not, though he did welcome the sound of Jon's voice and the words he continued to speak. It had been so long since he'd heard anyone he'd named as his kin. So long that he was sure he'd never hear them again and so he listened as Jon spoke and he felt the cold begin to be replaced by a warmth he'd not felt since before his father had left Winterfell all those years ago. " This is not how your life ends, Rickon. The gods aren't finished with you yet and your family misses you greatly. Come back to us brother, come back for I fear I cannot do what I must alone." Jon said softly. The flames began to wash over him and yet he felt no fear and it wasn't until he saw the blue eyes and the wall of ice that he began to worry. It was with the images of what seemed to be dead men marching that he awoke from and his panic threatened to overwhelm him only for him to see his brother and to then feel his arms wrap tightly around him. Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!

" Aegon Targaryen, Kinslayer, a man without honor, a fool played by bitter men and women. You were the prince that was promised, Azor Ahai, all our hopes and dreams, and just like with your life you refused to reach out and take it,. You refused to be who you were born to be, Why?" the voice called out. " I didn't know how to.". " No you did not, perhaps it's time you learn" the voice said. " Please." he said as the images of a life not lived played out in front of him, horrifying and revealing, Jon watched as secrets were revealed and a crossroads lay before him. Check out my Website https://dravenshadefall-shop.fourthwall.com for early access to chapters and some exclusive content. Plus, it helps me keep writing these stories that (hopefully) keep you hooked!

Sento, a young protagonist, gets reincarnated in a world of Dreams after being shot, betrayed to spare his life. In this new world, wherein your abilities are your wishes, he would tackle each step and unravel the mysteries. This is a journey, and adventure of Sento now as Merlin, And soon will grow as The Legendary Card Master.

Life is dark and meaningless. That was what it had taught every single day I'd been cursed to live it. And now, finally, it was coming to an end. My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

A bizarre invasion strikes Wuthering Waves, the Lament resounds throughout civilization, here… there is no Rover. Professional Hardcore player Noah enters Solaris and discovers that the world of Wuthering Waves is completely different from the one in his memory. The Magistrate of Jinzhou is no longer Jinhsi, but Scar of the Fractsidus. General Jiyan of the Midnight Rangers has already been corrupted and blackened by Threnodian pollution. The Black Shores have completely fallen, and the Shorekeeper sacrificed herself to fuse with the Tethys System. Gloomy shadows shroud the sky, civilization’s Lament never ceases, and the desperate, exhausted people have no time to wipe away their tears as they confront fate with roars of unwilling fury. “Good, good, good, so this is how you want to play it!” Noah cursed under his breath— “Then don’t blame me for turning on cheats.” [Wuthering Waves fanfiction + bizarre invasion + apocalypse + world salvation + collapsed main storyline + protagonist is not Rover] === 50 Advance Chapter on Patreon/Ferasam

The court of Tiān Míng is a garden in winter. Beautiful. Carefully pruned. And every root beneath the soil is strangling another. The cherry blossoms. A scholar. Ink on his hands and a vow in his chest. Raised to serve an empire with law and memorials. He did not know the empire had blood on his name. The willow. A girl the palace calls frail. The streets know another face. The war knows another still. She bends. She hides. And when the wind turns cold, she does not break. Parallel paths crossed and the forest flourished. Winter learned the shape of spring. When the throne goes quiet and the borders bleed, secrets rise like frost. A daughter who does not belong. A scholar whose name was never his to carry. A demand delivered on silk and steel: return what is ours. A choice that will cost an empire, or a life. Now the board is set. A scholar with nothing but strategy. A princess with three names and a blade she cannot remember. And in the shadows, a prince who moves for them both. To save the empire, one must betray it. To save her, one must damn it. And in a kingdom where love is treason, the softest petal and the most pliant branch may be the only things sharp enough to survive. Some loves grow in enemy soil. Some truths drown in blood.

Survivors of two accidents which resulted to the loss of her dear ones, Barbra must now go look for her brother, find the one responsible and gain revenge. This little orphan now sets on a journey filled with destruction and chaos on every turnamd new answers which unfold about unspoken childhood.

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!

When Uchiha Itachi stepped onto the battlefield for the first time Seeing the mountain of corpses results of the horrifying war and the fragility of human life — his Sharingan awakened. Then Asuka stepped onto the battlefield for the first time and Seeing the exact same scene, he just… went numb. Uchiha Itachi, watching comrades fall, questioned existence, destiny, peace and war — every deep concept known to mankind. Asuka, watching his comrades fall, questioned one thing: “Should I defect now… or after lunch?” Uchiha Itachi, witnessing deaths up close, awakened further, his power surging, his resolve crystallizing. Asuka, witnessing death up close, awakened nothing except the realization: “…Yeah, I definitely messed up choosing this career.” Back in Konoha, Asuka stared at his forehead protector, wondering — Horizontal ? Or Vertical? Which way looks more tragic? But before he could decide, he put his kunai away, slung his bag down, and turned around. The Fourth Hokage was hosting a feast. Defection could wait. A free meal couldn’t. ** Naruto belongs to Mashashi Kishimoto. This is a fantranslation. All rights to the respective contents belong to the original authors. [Konoha: Prepare to defect, the system is coming - Tuo Xie Tang Ge Yan] ** For Advance chapters P*treon.com/The_WritingSystem

He was stolen before he could be named. Experimented on before he could walk. And somewhere in the shadows — an enemy has been watching him ever since. Xavier didn't choose this life. He didn't choose the prophecy, the power, or the war closing in around him. What he did choose — what he chooses every single day — are the ideals his father gave him: that love is worth dying for, and that protecting others is reason enough to keep standing. But the force hunting Xavier's world has been preparing for decades. Patient. Methodical. Always smiling. Its ambition doesn't stop at conquest or empire — it reaches for godhood itself, for the power to rewrite reality and remake the world in the image of one man's vision. A world where only the worthy survive. Where he alone decides what worthy means. One boy carrying his father's ideals. One genius who believes his vision justifies every cost. And between them — a question that cuts deeper than any blade: Is Xavier a hero because fate decided he would be? Or because he chose to be, despite everything it costs him? The Superior Rebirth is a dark fantasy epic about heroism, love, sacrifice, and the difference between the destiny you're handed and the one you carve out yourself — set against the smoke and ambition of an industrial age where power is the only currency that matters. This is not a story about becoming powerful. It is a story about becoming worthy of the people who believed in you. ------------------------------------------------- Support my book on other Sites :) : Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/368678204-the-superior-rebirth-a-hero%27s-awakening Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/86403/the-superior-rebirth-a-heros-awakening Scribblehub: https://www.scribblehub.com/series/1111001/the-superior-rebirth-a-heros-awakening

He has lived over a million lives as various creatures though never as a human. Now, as a Jinchuriki of a Demon Fox, He struggles to become the very thing he despised— Shinobi. Will he adapt? Or be hunted like how he had been before? Can he finally get the answer to his... Existence? This is the epic story of Naruto Uzumaki. His final rebirth in this world. Join my Discord Server: https://discord.gg/X7sphRUsxJ

A book created as a gift towards those sephirah's, one that tells a tale of grimdark ambiguity.

Fighting with scars and nightmares of a war, finding himself in another world was the last thing Erwin expected. Given the Curse of the Lich and a system designed to turn its users into addicts bound to the wills of the quests and rewards, he teams up with a mysterious woman who could help him. Walking on the edge of sanity and insanity, with risk of losing his soul forever to Gods who put him into their sadistic game as a pawn to play a villain, Erwin has to survive and tame the curse none before him could manage to.

An ordinary cultivator - that was the best way to describe Zhao Yunxiao. Be it in terms of strength or talent, he had always been in the middle of the pack, neither excelling nor falling behind. However, he did not really think badly of his current situation. Some people were destined to become the stars in the skies, while some people were born to be like the rocks on the ground. The stars might be dazzling, but the rocks supported the earth itself. Both of them were necessary in order to maintain the balance of this world. As someone ordinary, Zhao Yunxiao did his best to live his ordinary life to the fullest. He was careful and meticulous, doing his best to make sure he understands everything fully instead of jumping into doing things. He knew his limits and did not dream of anything out of reach. Instead, all he wished for was to live a life of freedom. But one day, he realised that something seemed to be amiss. Perhaps he was mistaken all along. Perhaps even the rocks on the ground had their chance to shine under the right circumstances, even if only for the slightest of moments. This is the tale of an ordinary cultivator... until he was no longer ordinary. *** This story will be written for leisure and thus not be locked, but if you are feeling generous and wish to show your appreciation in monetary terms... https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/SweatingCloud

this is another novel, I started writing months ago, it is inspired by a Chinese music fic and the Pixar movie Soul (one of my favorites) here I will put the music I like, and I will write a story about a Billy Carson, who was born late, ten years late, now music is his way of life. singing will inspire people because he has the system of a superstar. I hope that everyone will be inspired and create a series through their efforts, we just need to encourage each other to write, I hope that you enjoy it, I am happy to write, that the series is for you all. this is fiction and is an imaginatión series.

The Day the Apocalypse Arrives—No One Has Privileges Anymore. It doesn't matter if you're a child, a man, a woman, or someone with a disability—if you want to survive, you must quickly grasp the rules of survival. Our only goal is to live—and to keep living.

A [System] descends upon Earth, granting everyone a [Class] and an initial weapon, turning them into players. Players can level up and grow stronger by slaying monsters—but if they die, it’s true death. Starting off as a Lancer, Bai Qiu has abnormally low Luck—poor drop rates, terrible fortune. Yet, being in the prime of his youth, with unyielding determination and exceptional talent, he overcomes countless challenges and walks the path of an invincible great hero!