tragedy

I was transported into the world of Demon Slayer, and unfortunately, I became a demon.

Joe Yabuki used to be at the top of the world. At twenty-one, he was the OPBF Bantamweight Champion, but the way he fought caught up to him. After a brutal fight with Jose Mendoza, his body basically quit. Now he lives with Parkinsonism and the permanent fallout of too many hits to the head. The speed and reflexes that made him a legend are gone, replaced by shaking hands and blurry vision. Fast forward six years. Joe is twenty-seven, broke, and living in Seoul. He spent every last yen he had on doctors and treatments that didn't work. He’s a shadow of himself, just waiting for things to get worse. That changes when he’s grabbing a meal at a small local spot. He watches a guy from Smile Capital, Yoo In-yeong, try to trick the elderly owner into a loan that would ruin her. Joe can’t just sit there and watch it happen. He speaks up and blows the scheme wide open, but that puts a target on his back. Now the loan sharks are coming for him. Joe is broken, his hands won't stay still, and he’s not the fighter he used to be. But he’s done running. He’s going to step back into the heat one last time, even if there’s nothing left of him afterward but white ash. --- This is just a fanfic. Please don't sue me, okay?

In a world where Pokémon conceal their true power to survive human exploitation, Feng Che is cursed with a forbidden ability — he can hear what Pokémon really think. At Team Rocket’s brutal recruitment camp, while others fight over flashy Charizards and Dragonites, Feng Che selects only the “trash”: crippled Pokémon, cowards, slackers… and liars. Because he knows the truth. The weak Ekans is a genetic predator. The useless Froakie controls the underground economy. The discarded Pokémon are monsters pretending to sleep. Thrown into the Death Island Archipelago, where recruits die for points and Executives watch from the shadows, Feng Che begins assembling an army that shouldn’t exist. In Team Rocket, strength decides everything. But Feng Che doesn’t need strength. He collects secrets.

After a devastating crash that should have ended his life, Pondaru Yamada wakes up in a body that isn’t fully his own—an unnervingly perfect shell branded with the mark of Project N4O-CHI, a blacksite program that erases humans and rebuilds them as living pleasure dolls. But Pondaru isn’t like the others. He bleeds. He hurts. He remembers things automaton like him shouldn't be capable of. Stripped of his old world, Pondaru finds himself in a decayed cyberpunk underworld where neon lights hide cruelty, androids are discarded like broken toys, and survival often means losing the last pieces of your humanity. Torn between the twisted kindness of a group of mercenary misfits and the looming shadow of the corporation that made him, Pondaru must navigate a world of lust, violence, and identity crisis—where every choice brings him closer to either reclaiming who he is, or becoming the product he was designed to be. In a city that devours the weak and worships desire, a place where compromise does not exist, one thought haunts him above all: If I bleed… then I must still be real…Right?

Young Shiraishi was originally an ordinary genin from Sunagakure, but in an accident, he obtained a special item and a large number of fragmented memories. Through constant exploration and deduction, he successfully transformed the initial skill of high-speed movement from another world into his first ninjutsu. From then on, young Shiraishi embarked on the path of becoming the strongest technician in Sunagakure. Note: The abilities in this story are Pokémon-based. The protagonist will also travel to other worlds, but only for some chapters, and there’s a reason for that. Characters from those worlds will appear much later in the story as well. Enjoy reading.

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

What if you were given the chance to travel… not to one world, but to countless worlds? Worlds where light and darkness clash, where mercy and cruelty walk side by side. This is what happened to Arthur Narin. An assassin who spent his life drenched in blood and betrayal, knowing nothing but killing and survival. Until one ordinary day, he found himself surrounded by enemies who had come to end him. He did not run. He did not tremble. He smiled… and fought until his final breath. But death was not the end. It was the beginning. From that moment on, his journey through other worlds began — a journey filled with pain, conflict and choices that would determine whether he would remain the monster he once was… or become something entirely different.

A nameless vessel carrying forbidden blood was never meant to exist. But the moment she gave him a name— the world began to break.

Mana is the essence of the soul and what builds up life, those who are able to manipulate this energy are labelled as Witches. But as a minority, they were hunted nearly to extinction during the Dark Ages, but due to their perseverance they have survived until now. Even then the Witches now are nothing but used as tools, a Witch walking the same streets as a human is unheard of and even shamed, even having a Witch as a family member would end up in prejudice by others.

#NO-HAREM SECT #NOT a translation or mtl. #NO AI #Strong language #No Filter Discord Link: vP8ApFue ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Synopsis/ They called me a Monster, but I call it correction. . This is a story about a patriotic fella from Germany who gets reincarnated into the world of Naruto while getting the insane martial powers of Garou from One Punch Man. Can he bring about an upheaval to the brutal world of Naruto by using techniques passed down from his great ancestor? Can the sun rise again in the dark world of the elemental nations? Read and find out. . No Harem, only Romance. *Over the top comedy that's not for everyone. _______________ A Naruto FF Slight AU ---------------------------- Disclaimer: Except OC, nothing is mine.

In a world of flashing lights and rigid laws, can a single collision rewrite their destiny?" Sana is an elite Indian Police officer , trained to handle riots and high-pressure cases with a heart of steel. But behind the uniform, she is a dreamer who finds her only peace in the soulful voice of South Korea’s biggest superstar, Park Woonseok. When Sana finally travels to Seoul, a chaotic collision at Gyeongbokgung Palace changes everything. She doesn't see a "National Monument"; she sees a rude, masked stranger who needs a lesson in manners. Woonseok is the "Prince of Seoul," trapped in a cage of fame and loneliness. For years, no one has looked at him as a person—until he crashes into a girl with mahogany eyes who calls him an "idiot" and chases him across a busy street just to return his wallet. Intrigued by the girl who doesn't scream his name, Woonseok weaves a web of lies to stay near her. He tells her he’s a "friend" of the star she loves, promising her a private meeting that will change her life forever. The Officer. The Idol. The Lie. As the "Butterfly" from India and the "Star" of Seoul move closer, the truth threatens to burn the bridge between them. When the mask finally falls, will their love be the ultimate harmony—or a forbidden crime? A Cross-Cultural Romance | Secret Identity | K-Pop Stardom | Slow Burn Official Entry for the Spirity Awards 2026

Victor, an apprentice alchemist who finds himself in the witchers’ world takes in a half-dead Ciri when she collapses outside his cabin. Their encounter shatters his peaceful routine and drags him into a brutal land where survival demands more than good intentions. Relying on alchemy, quick wits, and the harsh lessons of the witcher’s life, Victor faces monsters and escalating dangers as he pursues a bold dream: to reshape this world before it reshapes him.

In the year 2350, Earth changed forever. Portals tore open across the skies, unleashing monstrosities no human had ever faced. But with the monsters came awakening – humans gained power, ranks, and a status screen that defined their place in the new world. Two centuries later, power no longer belonged to politicians, but to the awakened. Damian Valcor, a bored 15-year-old, only cared about passing the entrance exam for an academy. But on the eve of the results, his life was overturned when he awakened the memories of his past life. A past life where he was not an ordinary man… But a ruthless mafia boss. To his shock, the world he now lived in was nearly identical to a novel he had once come across in his previous life. Although he remembered the world, he didn’t remember any of the characters of that novel. But he was sure of one thing. Damian Valcor was not one of the main characters. He was just a random Extra. With underworld cunning, ruthless ambition, and the knowledge of what lies in the future for this world, Damian must make sure to protect his loved ones, the loved ones he never had in his past life. He will make sure to snuff out the existence of any being who dared to endanger them. But for that… He needs to rise as the one pulling the strings. And to do that, he needed… Power. "Power isn’t granted, it’s taken – and I’ve had a lifetime of practice." ________________ Schedule:- 2 Chapter/Day for now. Make sure to add this novel to your collections and give reviews if you like it :) Discord:- https://discord.gg/5PxSMfSUhJ

1000.....years......that's as far as I can count before I stopped. From that point on, I don't know how long I have been falling down....the Void is indeed infinite, but at least it's quiet here, gives me time to think, to look back at what I've learned, and do something about them....just to maintain something of myself.... Who knows? Maybe I will need them once I arrive at a new world.....hard to tell, maybe I will keep falling until this last soul fragment of mine wither away.... Memories? I don't think I need them anymore....not that they are pleasant....most of them are.....painful...a living weapon made to slaughter.....Wait....do I need them anymore? There are still those care about me, right? 'Mother' 'Friend' 'Love', at least I know there are 3 of them care about me....wherever they are.....but....do they still remember me.....or can I return to them one day? Hard to tell..... How long has it been? I don't know....3000 more years.....2 seconds....I don't know......maybe I'll sleep alittle, *yawn* let's hope when I wake up, I see more than darkness........

She has died for him nine times. In every past life, Seol Areum loved the same man — cold, brilliant, and utterly unreachable. A crown prince. A warlord. A nameless soldier. A ruthless CEO. Different faces, same soul. And in every single life, she watched him die in her arms... or worse, watched him forget her entirely. Now she's back. Again. Reincarnated into the body of a disgraced noble's daughter in a kingdom on the brink of war — and he is here too. Prince Kaien. The most feared man in the empire, with eyes like winter and a heart locked behind walls she's spent nine lifetimes trying to break. He doesn't remember her. He never does. But this time, something is different. Because this time — he's looking at her first. And this time, Seol Areum isn't going to cry, sacrifice herself, or let fate win. She's going to be selfish. She's going to be ruthless. She's going to make him fall so deeply that even death won't be able to take him from her. But the closer she gets to breaking his walls... the more she realizes the truth behind all nine of her deaths. It was never fate. Someone has been killing her — on purpose. "I have loved you across nine lives and watched you forget me every time. This is the last time I will be the one to break. In this life, I choose myself — until the moment you choose me too." — A story about love that transcends lives, a woman who refuses to be a sacrifice, and a man slowly remembering a soul he was never meant to forget.

A marriage built on hatred. A truth that changes everything. Elena Vaughn is the perfect heiress… poised, untouchable, and utterly hollow. Yet behind the flawless image is a woman known for breaking four engagements… and leaving ruin in her wake. Alaric Hale is everything she is not… respected, disciplined and fiercely protective of his family. Until a scandal tied to the Vaughns shattered his mother’s life and left him with only one thing… revenge. Years later… When a binding condition forces him to marry Elena, Alaric finally gets his chance to make her pay but Elena doesn’t fight back, doesn’t explain, and doesn’t even break. She simply accepted. Shocking right? The more he tries to destroy her, the more Alaric begins to realize that the woman he hates may not be the villain he believed… and the truth behind her silence might ruin them both.

Sagiri was never meant to exist. After his entire clan was wiped out he is the only surviving member and the last keeper yet he doesn't remember. Raised in secrecy and sent to Galka War Academy, he survives among boys trained to kill, endure, and obey. While others rely on strength and discipline, Sagiri carries something older. an echo that sharpens his senses, bends his body, and slowly erodes his humanity. The Echo is the legacy of the N’garu, a legendary clan erased from the world in a single night. They were warriors who could slip between moments, speak to the shadows of the past, and reshape fate with a thought. Their extinction was celebrated across the tribes. Their return is feared more than war. Sagiri carries the last spark of their power. A whispering presence tied to his heartbeat. A force that chooses its own master. But when he crosses paths with Lira, a girl unknowingly created to kill him, the Echo reacts violently breaking the barrier meant to forget and he remembers. Visions flood his mind. Forgotten beings turn their eyes. And the world begins to shift around him. The South wants to crown him. The North wants to erase him. The Echo within him wants something else entirely. And it has finally awakened. https://discord.gg/gMa9tend

[Mature Content] [18+ Only] [Smut] **** “Nathan…” Maddison murmured sweetly, her voice soft, almost playful. “Ashley’s been clinging to you over that mating ceremony lately… doesn’t it exhaust you?” “Baby…” Nathan’s voice dropped, low and rough, laced with disdain. “Let’s not waste our time talking about someone so irrelevant while we’re enjoying ourselves.” A cold smirk tugged at his lips. “You know those promises I made to her meant nothing.” His tone turned darker, almost amused. “I said them just to watch her hope… just so I could rip it away from her tomorrow.” His gaze hardened. “I want her to stand there and watch it happen—watch with her own eyes who would become my Luna.” His hand slid around Maddison’s waist, pulling her firmly against him, possessive and certain. “It was always you. Only you.” A flicker of anger crossed his face, sharp and unforgiving. “I’ll make her regret the day she was born. If that disgusting woman she calls a mother hadn’t switched you at the hospital, none of this would’ve happened. You—the true Alpha’s daughter—wouldn’t have wasted eighteen years suffering while that impostor lived in your place.” He let out a quiet scoff, thick with contempt. “If things had been right from the start, you would’ve grown up beside me… as my future bride.” Nathan brushed Maddison’s hair aside, his voice dropping into something darker, colder. “All we’re doing now… is correcting a mistake.” His lips curved faintly. “She can drown in her misery while the entire pack turns its back on her…” His grip on Maddison tightened slightly. “…and you take the place that’s always been yours.” *** After Ashley was exposed as the fake Alpha’s daughter, her world collapsed overnight. The people who once adored her turned cold, one by one—including Nathan, her childhood sweetheart and fiancé. He didn’t just abandon her; he played along, pretending to go through with the mating ceremony, only to use it as a stage to humiliate her and publicly claim Maddison—the true Alpha’s daughter—as his mate. It was his way of proving that without her title, Ashley was nothing. They expected her to stay. To bow her head, accept the blame, and atone for a “sin” that was never hers. But they forgot how far they had pushed her. After enduring Maddison’s cruelty and torture, Ashley chose to run. She left everything behind and, in time, found someone else—someone far removed from the life that had broken her. By the time Nathan realized the truth of his own feelings, that it had always been Ashley, it was already too late. She had entered a contract marriage with the Monster Duke, and Nathan even took part in sending her to someone else's bed. Nathan thought she would regret it. Thought she would come back. But he was wrong, and regret drowned him. Now, he wanted her back and would do anything to make it happen, but would Ashley's husband allow it?

What if Sunny had a different mindset? What if the price he received for his power allowed him to absorb the effects of other flaws?