tragedy

EVOCATION; The act of bringing or recalling a feeling, memory, or image to the conscious mind. Laying in a frosty forest, with no recollection of where or who she is. What happened?

Seven college friends reunite for a long-awaited getaway in a luxurious hillside villa. Behind the laughter and warmth of their reunion, dark secrets begin to unravel—betrayals of love, old grudges, scandalous videos, and deep-seated family conflicts. What starts as a perfect escape slowly turns into a bloodstained prison when one of them begins to be terrorized. But who is the real target? And among these lifelong friends, who truly harbors the deepest, most dangerous wounds? Setting: Indonesia

“Hey! What's going on? Wh…why are you quivering? Why haven't you sealed his magic yet?” The mage didn't reply for a moment, the beads of sweat grew in numbers as his whole body was now totally drenched. “H…he… I can't! His aura, his mana, his magic is growing. He is growing rapidly, I can't tame him. I can't. He's too…” Meanwhile, in the shadow realm, Grey smirked as he lifted his hand and made a slashing motion in the air in front of him. “Dimensional Slash.” _ In a world teeming with mages. A world where more than half the human population had awesome affinities ranging from wind, earth to lightning and so on. Grey Dawn had none. He was weak, useless, magicless and most importantly… a cripple in terms of magic usage. Not until an accident where he almost brushed past death. Summoned by a celestial, the seal placed on his core was shattered and there he was appraised. Grey found out not only will he wield magic, he would come to become the strongest mage in existence with five affinities. Confident, he enrolled at Lunaria academy. One of the four great magical academies. Here, he meets awesome mages, forged bonds and most especially, rivalries. With his squad, Grey blitzed through enemies… portal breaks, dungeons, bandits, kingdom invasion, he was clearing them all. But it wasn't enough. The foe the world was up against were not weak by any means. The Otherworlders! Destroyers of planets, conquerors of worlds. Beings with destructive powers and backing. These were the kind of foes he was up against. Grey would learn that his magic isn't enough against them. And the Otherworlders won't be the only foes he would be up against. Demons, cocky celestials, powerful warriors— masters of Ki, Terrifyingly powerful clans and Ki warriors. He will realise that he would be needing something more. He would be needing to transcend his current self and status. He would need to evolve into something more so as to stand a fighting chance against the otherworlders and the much more terrible foes beneath the surface. He would need to become; The Supreme Magus! How will Grey Dawn achieve this title? How will he get worlds to hear of this name and tremble? How will he fare against interdimensional conquerors? How will he survive? How will his squad of humans and different races fare? And most importantly, what will be Grey's five affinities? Find out more in this awesome book and read how Grey's journey unfolds and blooms. __ “Wh-who are you? Wh-what even are you?” “...” “You really want to know who I am?” Grey demanded, lightning crackling around his hands. A sinister smile crept on his face hidden beneath his devilish mask as his glowing eyes narrowed at the man before him. “... They call me; The Supreme Magus.” “No-no way…” BANG—!

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

Weronika is a person who always carries a very deep hatred. Towards those who are called villainous mages, in this magical world. That is because, all of them have caused her to lose everything. Specifically, they killed her parents, along with the relatives she loved most. Not stopping there, they also caused her to lose her beloved homeland, as well as the land where she was born and raised since childhood. Not only that, Weronika was also pursued by them non-stop to kill her at all costs. Precisely because of that, her hatred, towards those villainous mages, rose higher day by day and could never end. Therefore, from that moment onwards, she made an extremely profound oath to her own self that. - One day I will make this damn and wretched world! - Become a place that is truly wonderful and better than ever! - So that all the people who have to suffer the same fate as me, will no longer have to live in this scene of sorrow and tragedy anymore!

Arjun was an ordinary nobody—until a prophecy from another dimension claimed him as an Avatar. Now, he is the only thing standing between our world and Tormaan, a demonic Asura warlord fueled by the corrupt essence of supreme dark matter. From the shadows of the cosmos, the immortal "Dark Sage" Shukracharya pulls the strings, seeking to plunge both the earthly realm and the celestial heavens into eternal night. To save humanity, Arjun must cast aside his mortality and ascend. He isn't just fighting a war; he’s claiming a throne he never wanted. The era of the humans is over. The era of the God-King begins.

Every night, Aarav falls. The same rooftop. The same rushing wind. The same terrifying moment before the ground rises to meet him. And every morning, he wakes up like nothing happened. At St. Augustine’s Senior School, Aarav exists quietly in the background, the boy no one really notices. The boy who prefers empty corridors, silent classrooms, and the old willow tree behind the school. Until Aira arrives. A transfer student with a strange fascination for ghost stories, forgotten tragedies, and abandoned places with hidden pasts. Where others hear rumors, she hears questions. Where others ignore the shadows, she follows them. And soon, she begins to notice something no one else does. Aarav. The quiet boy who watches the world like he doesn’t quite belong in it. As Aira starts digging into the school’s past, strange things begin to surface, a locked classroom no one talks about, missing records, and whispers about an accident that was never fully explained. But some stories refuse to stay buried. Some memories refuse to fade. And some people… Were never meant to be forgotten. Because sometimes the biggest mystery isn’t the ghost haunting the building. It’s the boy sitting quietly in the last row.

A soul from the twenty-first century awakens in the body of Ivan Thornheart, an illegitimate noble left for dead in a world of knights and magic. Before he can adjust, an ancient silver construct appears, declaring the extinction of a lost clan and activating a long-dormant mission: the search for a new master. Magic rules this world—but Ivan has inherited the remnants of a fallen technological civilization. With power, strategy, and ambition, he will conquer lands, colonize new planes, and build an empire across worlds. In a universe where planes collide and civilizations rise and fall, only those who master both sorcery and technology will dominate.

The novel was written and conceptualized by me, but it has been translated into English using AI. This is rather embarrassing for me; however, I hope readers will kindly continue reading. After all, aside from the translation, the AI has not contributed anything else to the story or the work itself.

Some loves are gentle. Theirs was born bleeding. The night she met him, her soul recognized what her mind refused to remember. His eyes didn’t look at her like a stranger — they looked at her like a survivor. Of her. Of them. Of a love that had once burned so fiercely it ended in death. He says she loved him before. He says she betrayed him. He says she killed him. And the worst part? Her heart believes him. Bound by matching scars neither of them can explain, they are pulled into a connection that feels less like fate and more like a curse. Every moment they spend together tightens an invisible thread around their souls — one woven with desire, fear, memories, and a past soaked in blood. But love this intense is never simple. Someone is watching. Someone who knows their ending. Someone waiting for history to repeat. The closer they come to becoming one, the more the world seems determined to tear them apart. Truth hides behind lies. Trust hides behind betrayal. And every answer they uncover only proves one terrifying thing: Their love is not meant to save them. It is meant to destroy them. Yet even knowing this… They can’t stay away. Because some souls are not destined to live happily ever after. Some souls are destined to burn together — forever… even if forever means never truly being together at all.

A talented individual who is respected by many and welcomed everywhere… Not at all! A bloodthirsty battle fanatic who knows no defeat! However, he is usually kind and gentle, as well as a great boss and a subordinate who does not make a fuss! That’s what people think of me, but in reality, I’m a sickly person who struggles to get by in everyday life, let alone in battles. Due to excessive stress, I vomit blood. If I’m shocked, I vomit blood. Even if I’m slightly startled, I vomit blood. For no reason at all, I vomit blood… No, it’s about time everyone realized that I’m weak, but for some reason, they continue to have a strange misunderstanding about me. So… I used to be strong—no, I still am, but for some reason my body was damaged and I can no longer use 100% of my skills? Is it because my body will be unable to withstand it? And the reason for it is… a spell? A curse? This is ridiculous! ___ This is an upload of a PDF I have. I don't know who the original translator is. I will make small modifications to each chapter to correct some things that may be confusing.

He never dreamed of falling from a flying ship. It was more of a nightmare. Instead, Xavier dreamed of awakening a great Power. One that could turn the tide against monstrous hordes and bring justice to those oppressed and forgotten. He longed to explore the vast realm, aid those in need, and carve out a life brimming with adventure, danger, and the perfect balance of joy and excitement. Fate, however, had other plans with him. Kidnapped immediately after the Choosing, the realm Xavier knew changed forever. His nightmare turned to reality, and he fell from a flying ship. Jumped. And all just because the gods had chosen a Power for him – a Power feared by the Order, dreaded by the rulers of the Overworld, and coveted by the cunning Lords of the Netherworld. Xavier awakened Shift. A Cursed Power of unimaginable might, a force as perilous as it was formidable—perhaps stronger than anyone dared imagine. But he knows nothing of that. Follow Xavier as he learns more about the realm and its inhabitants. Follow his journey through the realms as he and his comrades seek to carve their names into the very Essence of all that was. But first, Xavier has to survive falling from the sky. After that, he could probably figure out what his stalker wants from him. *** Release schedule once premium 14x/week Extra chapters can be earned through powerstones and golden tickets. Cover - AI(temporarily - Several artists have been contacted.)

A goddess of nature loved a man she was forbidden to touch. For that sin, the world cursed them both. She was stripped of her divinity and forced into endless rebirth, condemned to live and die again and again without ever remembering who she once loved. He was granted immortality, doomed to wander through history in search of her, finding her across 378 lifetimes, loving her whether she returned his feelings or not. Sometimes she loved him sincerely. Sometimes she used him for a purpose she could not explain. Sometimes she chose another man, and he learned to accept it. Each life ended the same way with her death, and his sanity fraying just a little more. Only fragments remain: dreams of impossible flowers, a familiar sorrow, a name that feels wrong to forget. As the world reaches the modern era, the curse finally begins to shift. In Tokyo, the immortal meets Serenitti, a woman who is not a reincarnation, not a goddess, but something entirely new. And when she speaks a name that has not been spoken since 10,000 BCE (Before you say anything. This is inaccurate and more or so around 16,000 - 17,000 BCE) fate hesitates. The Goddess & The Mortal is a slow-burn, tragic romance spanning myth, history, and modern life is about devotion without reward, love without memory, and what remains when eternity finally loosens its grip. Author's EDITED Note: I'll be posting a new chapter after some days, sorry, I still have school to attend. Also it is the Neolithic Period (New Stone Age) but if being accurate, it would be the Beginning of the Late Cold Age

[R-18] [Darkest] In the rotting husk of a world where cities burn under atomic skies and power is measured in blood and blackmail, Draxton is owned by the Krossvales — seven orphaned brothers raised by a sadistic father into gods of violence. They deal in weapons, fear, and broken bodies, profiting from every war while the rest of humanity chokes on ash. Vernon Krossvale is their blade: 6'2" of scarred, combat-hardened muscle, long dark hair framing a face carved from stone and rage, coat always open over a bare, slashed torso. He kills without blinking, feels nothing when he does — until the night a girl sees him gut a man in the forest with brass knuckles and pull out his intestine. Vernon's death gaze falls on her. She runs. He smells her fallen handkerchief. And something inside him — long dead — wakes up. Ira Royvane never wanted Draxton. She came for survival, not salvation. But that night branded her. She was never meant to survive the gaze that pinned her in the dark — eyes that saw her to the bones. Vernon haunts every sketch she draws — his bloodied hands, his shadowed eyes, his lethal beauty. When the Krossvales seize her school through threats and terror, turning classrooms into their personal hunting ground, Ira becomes prey in their empire of cruelty. The Krossvales violate the girls the way wolves tear meat from still-kicking prey—playful, tearing, taking turns. Any brother, father, boyfriend who bares teeth in defense is dragged down and opened from throat to groin. While innocence bleeds—the monsters laugh . Vernon watches — always watching — helpless against Kai’s insanity and his own buried guilt. Until the day Ira crashes into him again, body pressed to his fever-hot skin, and for one heartbeat the monster feels something worse than emptiness: need. The man who has never wanted anything now wants one thing above all: her. Not to destroy. Not to possess. To shield. To keep. To feel something other than guilt and emptiness for the first time in his ruined life. In a city where mercy is suicide and love is the deadliest sin, a monster begins to question his chains — and a girl begins to wonder if the nightmare who haunts her drawings might be the only one capable of saving her from the rest of the monsters . **My Monster Man** — A raw, obsessive dark romance of guilt that bleeds, trauma that scars, forbidden desire that burns, and the fragile, dangerous hope that even the blackest heart can still protect the soul it was never meant to touch. [Contains dark themes and graphic violence. Reader discretion is advised.]

[Join the Discord: https://discord.gg/CEztj6Vurv] (In short: The story of a madman going through multiple worlds to reach immortality.) ====== *Full Synopsis* ====== Thomas Blackwood, a brilliant programmer, finds himself at the brink of death, consumed by a debilitating illness. Little does he know that his true journey is about to commence. The story revolves around a man who merges with his advanced AI companion, only to awaken in a mysterious realm. Here, he faces a series of trials set by a powerful entity, bequeathing upon him a unique inheritance. This gift grants him the ability to traverse diverse worlds, each offering unique experiences and challenges. But as he ventures deeper into this multiverse, he grapples with a haunting question: “Was that gift a blessing or a curse?” Thomas Blackwood's odyssey propels him through realms of enchanting magic and realms governed by relentless cultivation. He becomes a knight in one world and harnesses the dark arts of curses in another. "May the dice roll in your favor." ====== **Author's Notes:** ====== - I as the author have employed multiple pen names throughout my journey, including Chaos_Guide, TS Greed, and Slumbering Dragon. - This is a fantasy tale with a morally complex protagonist who does not shy away from embracing the darker aspects of his character. - The story commences in a world devoid of fantasy elements, gradually ascending through the ranks of worlds as the expansive universe unravels. - The narrative truly takes off with the onset of Volume 2, where the first fantasy world unfolds in all its grandeur. Tags: #Villain, #EvilMC, #MatureMC, #LonerMC, #AIChip, #StatusPanel, #Reincarnation, #NoRomance, #NoLovedOnes, #NoFriends, #Dragons, #WorldHopping, #MagicRealms, #Cultivation, #DarkArts, #EpicJourney

In a world that is normal but tragic, Grey Nirmala walks around that world, chained by the past. But everything changes when a mysterious power chooses him and the people around him. But is it really a mystery or something more than meets the eye? Something that will change the worldview of the boy with golden eyes who saw nothing but destruction. Will he awaken into something more and find who he truly is? Or will he die while trying? Nones fate is decided. Anyone can live and anyone can die.

“How good it is to be ordinary To have a normal life.” warning : contents suicidal thoughts

SYNOPSIS: The story follows Reydem, a clandestine organization that seeks to rid the world of hostile cosmic entities — beings that, through curses, make humanity suffer. But Reydem is not seen as a heroic force. To the great kingdoms, they are rebels and heretics. Hunted by armies and mercenaries, Reydem must find a way to survive the relentless purges of powers like Rousth: a mighty, corrupt, and decadent empire where the ruling elite indulges in every kind of excess. To prevent Reydem from being wiped out, agent Amarantha takes on the most dangerous mission of her life: infiltrating the Palace of Rousth, the heart of aristocratic power, and sabotaging it from within. To do so, she enters under the identity of a “cloth maid.” In Rousth society, cloth maids are not considered human. They are treated as nameless objects — decorative furniture meant to stand silently in rooms, without rights, without a voice, and without any value beyond obedience. Amarantha must use that dehumanization as a weapon, listening to war plans and state secrets while the Sovereigns speak in front of her as if she doesn’t exist. But every day inside the palace has a price. Between abuse, forced silence, and protection that is never fully safe, Amarantha will learn that survival doesn’t always mean escaping intact. Holding onto her mind — and her identity — may become as difficult as completing the mission itself. This is a grim chronicle of espionage and endurance, where cosmic horror intertwines with political cruelty… and where resisting may demand a sacrifice greater than life itself. WARNINGS: This is a dark fantasy work and contains scenes of explicit violence, physical and psychological torture, dehumanization, and themes of abuse. Absolute reader discretion is advised. Adult audiences only (+18). GENRES: Dark Fantasy, Grimdark, Cosmic Fantasy, Political/Psychological Thriller, Suspense, Slow burn. AUTHOR’S NOTES: Path of Darkness and Light is a dark fantasy story centered on survival, espionage, and moral decay within corrupt systems. This story does not aim to glorify abuse or violence, but to portray a cruel world where characters are forced to make difficult choices in order to survive. If you are looking for light or heroic fantasy, this is not that kind of story.

Five years after the fall of the Iron Throne, Westeros breathes, but only barely. King’s Landing is quieter, the great symbols of power reduced to ash and memory. The throne itself is gone, melted into nothing, leaving behind a kingdom ruled not by spectacle but by watchfulness. At its center sits **Bran Stark**, a king who sees more than any ruler before him. Some call it wisdom. Others whisper darker things, that control without passion can become another form of chains. To the north, **Jon Snow** lives in exile beyond the Wall. He tells himself it is penance, a choice made for the realm. But peace is fragile, and rumors have begun to move like shadows across the sea: black wings in distant skies, sightings of a dragon long thought lost. The last dragon. **Daenerys Targaryen** was dead, or so the world believed. Her body vanished in the chaos of war, and Drogon, the final living dragon, disappeared with it. Some said he carried her east, mourning his queen. Others insisted the flames had taken everything. No proof remained. No answers. Only silence. But legends do not die easily. Across the Narrow Sea, whispers grow. A queen seen in shadows. A dragon’s cry in the night. Stories that should not exist. Meanwhile, in the shadows of Westeros, **Arya Stark** moves like a ghost, investigating truths that others prefer buried. What she discovers threatens to unravel everything—the past, the present, and the fragile peace built after years of war. Suspicion spreads. Alliances fracture. Old wounds reopen. And somewhere, far beyond sight, something waits. The return of a queen. A choice no kingdom is ready to face. A war that may not resemble the last. Because some endings are only beginnings in disguise. And the greatest danger is not what we remember—but what we refuse to believe.