tragedy

I once wrote a cringe book as a teenager, many years have passed since then and now I am working as a simple office worker...no I haven't became a writer, but everything crumbled, the story i once imagined as a kid came to life...and the characters i admired met me...i am not sure how to change the strange tragic ending i once wrote but I will do it...I need to do it...I can't let them die...not again...

Four hundred years ago, the moon wept blood. From that night onward, demons—known as the Tainted—swarmed the land, feasting on the spiritual energy of the living. The once-peaceful realm descended into chaos. Now, humanity survives behind two massive walls, while the lands beyond decay into a demon-infested wasteland. Join Linyue and her companions who specializes in finding trouble, inventing trouble, and loudly denying they caused the trouble as they stumble upon the buried truths behind the Weeping Moon. Secrets that have remained hidden for centuries and may change everything they know.

When a soldier dies alongside his men in an enemy ambush, he assumed that was the end for him. Only to awaken reborn into the world of Game of Thrones, as the world's biggest twat prince Joffrey Baratheon. Follow the new prince on his journey as he sets out to correct his past mistakes and prevent events that lead to unceremonious end. A.N. this story will be a mixture of both the series and the books. Disclaimer: I own nothing but my original characters and works; all other characters and worlds belong to their respective owners. I'm simple having some fun with their toys that's all. Also this story was inspired by Tyranny of Steel by Zentmeister I recommend everyone giving their work a read.

Is One considered Inhuman simply because they lack the qualities of being a Human? Or does their Inhumanity merely hide whatever left of their Humanity? In truth, the only way to survive in a World who hates Humanity is to forsake them completely, yet does it resolve the problem that comes from being Inhuman? This story follows a Boy who remembered nothing of his bygone past, everything is a mere blur in his White Scape of Burned Self. He didn’t know who he was or what he was. His name and his mother remained hidden, forever a burned word in his mind that reels in and out of Wrath. Asking a question everyone is asking yet no one knows the answer to. “Who exactly am I in this world? What should I do? What is my purpose?” Hence his journey isn’t a grand quest to absolve a Great Evil or is it a pursuit of deeply personal vendetta. His story is a tangled web clashing with other story in a World that has no intention in keeping everyone alive. To ask himself, are those Inhuman capable of achieving Humanity? This is a deeply personal story rendered in a medium of Wuxia Fantasy, and beyond everything else this is an amateur work, expect a lot of mistakes and grammar errors. *This story tackles heavy theme such as depicted Child Abuse, Suicide and implied Sexual Content. Viewer Discretion is Advised. -Published in Sribble Hub and Royal Road, Author Retains All Right. -All characters, locations, organizations and events are the creation of the author. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is coincidental and this is not a manifesto (maybe).

There’s a legend about this Cathedral…That if you sing a song known in tale, as you pass Cathedral by - you might be asked to give 5 ro... To save another soul... It was great to win the trust and acceptance of the most notorious Magister in the best Academic town. Becoming his student. Days of observing, learning and enjoying the odd perks of the mentor were decently fun. As days went by, things started to feel off. And that Cathedral. A little short obsession of the mentor. Small thing, that was unsaid was dragged out by the accident, that really made her worry, heart thumping in her ears. Then life once again took a sudden turn - seemingly becoming even better in the new set up... Until the music sounded in her ears, until the actors faded in the mad world, until she ended up on the street in tears.

In a world torn apart by war, a soldier faces the ultimate betrayal—by the woman he once loved. Amid fire, ash, and shattered lives, he struggles to survive and protect what remains of his family. Every step through the battlefield pushes him closer to the edge, as innocence dies around him and humanity’s cruelty becomes undeniable. Blood, loss, and heartbreak mark the path of the forgotten. This is a story of love, betrayal, and survival in a world where war takes everything—even the people you hold closest. “This story contains mature themes, emotional trauma, and violence. Reader discretion advised.”

Rejected, enslaved, and left for dead, Aelara Moonfall survives a fate meant to erase her. Branded wolfless and discarded by her fated mate, she vanishes from the realm carrying a secret powerful enough to shatter the throne of the Lycan King. Years later, fate drags her back into a world ruled by blood and crowns, where the King claims her without knowing what she has already lost for him. As ancient councils scheme, rival Lycans hunt, and forbidden prophecies resurface, Aelara must choose between the safety of silence and the danger of truth. Because this time, love is not the greatest threat power is. And the children she protected in the shadows may decide the future of the Lycan realm.

Approximately 3,141 years ago, according to the oldest historical book, it records a world that is vibrant and full of life, and a world where people can roam and travel without fear, to experience the beauty, to see, and to feel the abundance it gives. However it was also recorded that it's the year the first gods suddenly appeared, and began ravaging the world tearing down great civilization and even the ones that tried to thrive. The gods didn't bring salvation when they arrived before humanity, instead it ruled over the skies, the land, and the ocean killing whoever stepped foot into their domains. And just like that on the same year the world was never the same. The land shifted colliding with one another forming mountains and creating different terrains, the sea rise burying cities destroying lives, and the sky no longer followed the natural order where one city will experience endless storms that ravage it but the one besides it experience magnified heat burning trees and melting steel. Until the 'genesis' arrived when the first god was killed and brought a spark of hope to humanity. The story began on the year 1,853 of the current era ATG (After The Genesis), the protagonist woke up in the middle of a gloomy dessert with only a holographic companion named SAI (Systematic Artificial Intelligence) and world different form what he knew, a knowledge even he himself don't know how he got. In that knowledge he dreamt of a vibrant world full of life, people everywhere, buildings that are intricately designed, and a place where no creatures named gods hunting and destroying homes. Now after waking up he only has a few thing in mind, to see the world and hoped to know who or what he is. Passion project of mine, so the the update can really fluctuate.

Useless. Talentless. A waste of space in a world where power is everything. Nakashima Rokuro drifts through the ruins of a civilization torn apart by the Collapse... Where monsters roam freely and those born without talent are left to rot. At nineteen, Rokuro is a junker, scraping by on broken machines, fighting a losing battle to prove he’s worth more than a the garbage on the streets. The guilds rule the remnants of society, accepting only the gifted, while the rest are left to survive in the shadows... or die trying. Every day is a fight to find a purpose in a world like this. My Newest novel, I'm going back to my roots. Anyway if you enjoy it, make sure to let me know in the comments and give me a review :) Schedule: Daily. 2-4 minimum chapters. (6 daily is the goal) powerstones will grant bonus chapters. Every time 150 pstones is reached there will be 1 bonus chapter. Cover made by: DarkZ2

They called him a demon. They spat on him in the streets. They let him eat alone for twelve years. And when the Heavenly Screen flashed across the sky—showing Naruto Uzumaki as the man who would end everything—the first thing he whispered wasn't rage or vengeance. It was: "Why didn't anyone tell me my parents died for me?" This isn't a story about a hero turning evil. It's about a boy who loved too hard in a world that only taught him how to bleed. And when the screen revealed everything Konoha buried—the lies, the cover-ups, the bodies in the basement—Naruto didn't become a monster. He just stopped pretending to be their hero.

After many years, he return back to his home country, Canada. He started his life as a normal student. But fate had different plans. He swore to protect his loved ones to matter the cost. This is the story of a boy named Ethan

Was the Uchiha clan’s destruction truly deserved? No — the Uchiha were merely pawns, sacrificed in Konoha’s ruthless power struggle. —— Uchiha Yuan A transmigrator will sever the chains of fate, and in the name of the Uchiha, launch a flamboyant rebellion against the entire shinobi world.

Being a Kamisama is one thing, but is it not quite another for a nameless demon to appear in the celestial realm, trap the archangels in a lovely cage trap, that make their hearts leap, and demand an erotic price!!?" This expression follows the series of developments depicted in the story, where a demon invades the celestial realm, locks the archangels in a cage, and forces them to commit sins.

Every night, Vyom dreams of falling. He never sees the ground. He always wakes before impact. Until one ordinary morning... the nightmare follows him into reality. His classmates begin disappearing without anyone remembering they ever existed. Familiar places become strangers overnight. Mirrors linger a moment too long. Forgotten roads appear where no map has ever marked them, and somewhere beyond the world people know, ancient bells continue to ring for travelers who were never meant to arrive. Some call them myths. Others call them the Hours. A few whisper about forgotten Routes, where reality itself watches every step, and where a single name can decide whether you are remembered... or erased forever. As the line between dreams and reality slowly collapses, Vyom is drawn toward a mystery far older than history itself—a mystery woven from memory, identity, time, and truths buried beneath countless forgotten worlds. But the greatest mystery isn't the nightmare. It isn't the Hours. It isn't even the ancient beings waiting beyond the rails. It's why reality itself keeps recognizing one ordinary boy... ...while slowly forgetting everyone else. Some journeys begin with a single step. His began with a nightmare. I am also publishing Symphony of the Forsaken on Royal Road under the username NanaPandit.

“Qian Renxue, do you still not understand? I taught you knowledge, helped you become a god — but my final goal was nothing more than to destroy your Spirit Hall.” “Bibi Dong, you’re a love-brained paranoid. You’re not even as smart as your daughter. The situation you’re in today is completely your own fault.” “Zhu Zhuqing, in the royal family, relying only on fighting and killing is useless. Only those who are ruthless and scheming can survive!” “Bo Saixi, you don’t want the innocent people of Sea God Island to die because of you… right?” …… After crossing into the Douluo Continent, Su Cheng continuously strengthens himself with the help of the ‘Villain Life Simulator’. What he didn’t expect was that one day, the real people would actually come looking for him. And their personalities… seem a bit abnormal. “Su Cheng, being my dad feels pretty good, doesn’t it?”

The 25-year-old heir to the biggest corporation of his father returns after 12 years abroad, with the goal to continue his father's legacy.

"His father taught him to never yield. The heavens taught him otherwise. Gen is the son of the Invincible Immortal Jiang, raised on absolute power and absolute pride. In a world where cultivators command reality through the six Wheels of Destiny, Gen's unbreakable will made him a prodigy—and a fool." "When celestial enforcers descend to punish humanity's arrogance, Gen's world of security shatters in a single day. Cast into a desperate five-year mission to prevent annihilation, he charges forward like the arrogant genius he's always been—turning allies into enemies, pushing his closest friend Liang into the arms of the corrupt Dark Wheels, and treating the end of the world as his personal proving ground." "A duel with A being that should have killed him. A betrayal that cuts deeper than any blade. A defeat so complete it cracks his soul in ways cultivation cannot heal. For the first time in his life, Gen can't fight his way out."

Transmigration? Check. Golden Finger? Check. Beauties? Check. Fang Bubai is the protagonist? Che- wait- he is the protagonist?! Then why is there another Fang Bubai running amok like the real protagonist?! And these women throwing themselves on him... why are they all traps?! But... can he refuse? Obviously... not. Ahem. Join Fang Bubai on his ascension journey, starting from his seed and with the help of his companions... Succubus, swords maiden, maids, another man's wife, catgirl... the list goes on. This novel is also posted on RoyalScribble~ For early access to new chapters, juicy content (wink wink), exclusive art, and more, check out: https://sites.google.com/view/eternity-starts-from-his-seed/home [Warning] Mature Theme, Viewer Discretion is Advised [Disclaimer] All characters are above 18 years of age. All names, characters, and events in this novel are fictional, and any resemblance to real persons, places, and events which may seem to exist is purely coincidental. [Tags] Male Protagonist, Xianxia, Cheats, Dark

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

In a world where life was not just sustained by the rhythmic pulse of an organ. Where way more was asked for to remain. A kingdom was grieving the loss of a princess, as 2 siblings were grieving the loss of a sister. One was conscious but banned from attending her funerals while the other one was unaware and busy fighting the same ending. Two siblings fighting the same system that put their family, their people and their positions of monarchs at risks. One rejected the system entirely, while the other was slowly consumed by her faith in the power it held. Both were surrounded by allies who believed in their cause, yet remained exiled far from the homeland they once called theirs