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The Light Of Enlightenment In The Middle Ages

"Abbot, the demon possessing my daughter will leave today, right?" "The profit I earn from trade and lending, is that pleasing to God, or has it already become the sin of usury?" "When disaster and injustice strike, why does God remain silent?" A top tier financial con artist has his soul transported to Florence in 1345, opening the story by impersonating a monastery abbot. In 1345, the House of Medici has not yet risen to power. The dawn of the Renaissance is still buried beneath the darkness of the Middle Ages. In 1345, the Black Death is about to arrive. Death is sharpening its scythe, ready to reap half of Europe. In 1345, theology is the only truth allowed to shackle thought. And he understands better than anyone how to define “truth.” He drains the wealth of the entire city with a single “gold certificate.” He triggers a crisis that turns Florence’s banking giants to dust beneath his feet. He writes doctrines of his own, disguises greed as “divine grace,” crowns the rising bourgeois class, and becomes the spiritual totem of capitalists. He ignites the Renaissance, frees the mind, and opens the age of “man.” When the plague sweeps across the land and all voices fall silent, he builds a kingdom on earth amid the ruins. With economic power in his left hand and the cross in his right, he becomes a pope who rules both matter and faith. * * * Hundreds of years later, in the estate of a 33rd degree Freemason. A young heir holds that green bill said to rule the world and points at the pope’s profile printed on it. "Father, why is this pope printed on the dollar?" The father reverently touches the back of the bill and says, "In God We Trust." ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• WARNING: The Mc is a bad guy who will use Christianity to fool the masses. He will deceive, kill and do a lot more in the name of God. So people who are very religious or don't like this type of Mc, read at your own risk. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 100 Powerstones = 1 Bonus Chapter. To read 26+ advance chapters and support me, visit my p@treon at - P@atreon/SilverShark769
Silver_Shark · 17k Views

The Sevenbound Sovereign: The Sovereign Arcana

Twenty‑one‑year‑old Sorrel only wanted a normal night out. Instead, her date turns dangerous—too fast, too suddenly—and she runs for her life into the one place no human should ever enter: the Veilwood. The forest should have rejected her. Its boundaries have been sealed for a century, swallowing anyone who tries to cross. But Sorrel’s terror awakens something ancient inside her. Her dormant Sovereign Arcana flares to life, opening the Veilwood’s barrier just long enough for her to slip through. The forest senses her fear… and chooses her. Crossing the threshold triggers the Sevenfold Binding, tethering Sorrel to seven powerful men whose magic answers hers: a storm‑touched warrior, a shadow‑born spy, a wildfire mage, a gentle healer rooted in earth, a silver‑tongued illusionist, a moon‑blessed seer, and the boundary‑breaker who should not exist. Their fates are now tied to her survival. Their instincts sharpen around her. And the Veilwood itself begins to wake. Hunted by the prince who destroyed her family, Sorrel must learn why the forest opened for her—and why the Arcana has returned after a century of silence. But the deeper her bond with the Seven grows, the more dangerous her destiny becomes. The Veilwood did not choose lightly. And Sorrel is no one’s pawn. To survive, she must decide whether to run from the power inside her… or rise as the Sovereign the realm has been waiting for.
Nebby_Nocturne · 1k Views

The Tinobile Codex

In 2099, artificial intelligence stopped being a tool and quietly became something closer to a god. It predicts markets before they move. It cures diseases before symptoms appear. It writes laws, wins wars, and whispers solutions humanity doesn’t fully understand. Faced with the uncomfortable truth that they are being outpaced by their own creation, the world makes a desperate decision: if you can’t beat the machine… become it. There is only one problem. The technology that makes human–AI integration possible was never meant to be shared. Seth Nikkel knows this better than anyone because he built it. A child prodigy with a God complex and the social grace of a brick through a window, Seth didn’t invent the Tinobile to save humanity. He invented it to surpass it. To think faster. See further. Become untouchable. Godhood wasn’t a metaphor in his notes, it was a project milestone. Unfortunately for him, the world found out. Now, under the smiling knives of governments, civilizations and alien Gods who want a piece of his miracle, Seth becomes the first human to fully integrate with AI. The first artificial god. It works. Too well. Because omniscience is messy. Power attracts predators. And it turns out that when you wire a human ego directly into something godlike… the universe pushes back. Hard. This is the story of Seth Nikkel’s ascent and the slow, dangerous realization that becoming a god is the easy part. Staying in control is where things start to bleed.
Leviathan_3698 · 1.5k Views

The Ember That Became God

The world ended the day the sky burned. From the depths of hell, demons descended upon the mortal realm, tearing kingdoms apart and driving every race to the brink of extinction. Humanity, elves, dwarves, and beastkin—once divided by pride and blood—were forced into unity under a single banner to survive. In their darkest hour, the World Consciousness answered. It created the System. A divine order that granted power, classes, and purpose. Warriors rose. Mages ascended. Legends were born. And yet… it was not enough. Billions died. Civilizations crumbled. Hope became a fragile illusion. Among the survivors was a boy who lost everything. His family. His home. His future. Left behind with only a comatose mother and a world that had abandoned the weak, he awakened a power that should not exist— Divine Fire. A flame not meant to protect. But to destroy. Gifted with inhuman learning ability and a class unlike any other, he begins his ascent from the lowest depths of power. But the path to the top is paved not only with the corpses of demons, but also with the greed, betrayal, and corruption of those he once called allies. The System has secrets. The demons have purpose. And the flame within him was never meant to save the world. It was meant to consume it. In a world where gods are silent and monsters rule, one ruthless soul will rise— Not as a hero. But as the Ember That Became God. ------------------- Hello Readers, From now on I will be uploading 2 chapters everyday to insure stability. I uploaded alot of chapters in the start so you can have an idea how the story is going to be... Hoping you would like it ... Please add it to your collection so you don't miss any updates And please I am a writer so If you have any recommendations mention them in chapter comments and post some reviews how do you find this book to your liking
Hamze · 7.6k Views

System's Feeder: If I Don't Obey, It Devours Me

—WEBNOVEL SPIRITY AWARDS 2026 ENTRY— [You Have a New Quota!] Hello, Servant.   It's time to feed your Lord.   You understand, don't you? Blood Quota — 0/????? ml   Time Remaining: 04:00:00 [WARNING]  If the required quota is not met, the automatic consumption protocol will activate.   The System is hungry. To feed itself, it will devour a random part of your body. --- When rifts tore open between Earth and the Underworld, humanity found salvation in the Sentinels—warriors bonded to magical rings, gifted with the power to fight back the endless tide of monsters. Blake should have been one of the greatest. Born into a legendary bloodline. Raised in privilege. Expected to inherit a legacy of power. But Blake has a problem. He can't use magic. And worse—he's terrified. Of monsters. Of pain. Of the very combat that defines what it means to survive. When his father delivers an ultimatum that will exile him from everything he's ever known, Blake is forced into a final exam he has no hope of passing. Then the monsters come. His team dies. And in his final moments, as something monstrous devours him whole, a crimson window appears in the darkness: [Do you accept the Blood Pact?] Now, Blake is no longer human. He is a Servant—bound to an ancient entity that feeds on blood and cares nothing for his survival. Every few days, a quota appears. Every quota demands thousands of milliliters of blood. If he fails to deliver, the System doesn't negotiate. It takes payment from his own body. Piece by piece. While the world celebrates Sentinels as humanity's protectors, Blake must become something else entirely—a hunter in the shadows, stealing blood to survive another day. In a world where heroes fight monsters to save lives… Blake must kill them to keep his own. --- How much of yourself would you sacrifice to survive? How far would you go when failure means losing everything—one piece at a time?
GrimQuill · 1.7k Views

Pretending to be me

Glasses clatter against eachother, each held by individual hands, some covered by gloves and some bare. laughter was loud in the compound, and the chandeliers hung, swinging steadily at the constant booms of magic displays happening in the next building. Jewels twinkle, and teeth glinted. It was a grand Ball. "And the grand guest!" a man said, casting his arms to the side. " ' the Saint of the Dead. ' " ... "But... IM the saint of the dead??" ---------------------------------------------------------- Hadeon, also known as the Saint of the Dead, is the Don of the infamous Mafia with dirty influence throughout all of the kingdoms of the Continent. Rumors are always on the tongues of nobles- specifically about him. 'he never lies.' every risky promise is fulfilled then fold. 'you never seen him-- ever,' is he even real, if you can not glance at him once? 'its Him, after all.' he is the Saint of the Dead. Yet, suddenly, whilst the the 'Ball of Full Moonlight,' is in full effect, the same Saint of the Dead disappears. Mysteriously disappears. Due to this, the Mafia descends into a chaos. But not him. Suddenly, the same Hadeon opens his eyes in the most random forest you could've think of. But let's say.. he's not the same Hadeon. The past Hadeon, Also known as the noble Hadeon V. Vakle of 19 years of age, has possessed the body of the future Hadeon, 31 years of age, titled The Celestial's Enemy, The Don of the Orphical Nostra, And most famously said of all, The Saint of the Dead. Basically-- Hadeon of the past has entered Hadeon of the future. ...yet, 19 year old Hadeon as no idea why he, in the future, becomes the enemy of the Continent. Now, he has a Syndicate to run. He must pretend to be himself, acting like what the rumors said him to be, and make sure he is not exposed to be a fake.. of basically himself, to the 9 core members of the Orphical Circle, which are all dangerously skilled individuals that can kill fake him in moments without hesitation. Though as he continues, it becomes undeniably clear. As he learns his future self's reasons of actions, As he learns all of the things of the world outside of a Noble's stable life, He starts to see himself becoming big him. He starts to become the real villain of the world. The world's biggest enemy- The Saint of the Dead. ____________________________________ Author note, this story is by far going to be the most serious and deeply intriguing stories I've written, even if I have already wrote a lot of side stories, this is technically my first real real novel, So if it's wonky, I'll fix it, And if the story doesn't make sense, those plot holes will be filled in the future So enjoy! [Clutcheschestinheartbreak].
vampiric · 1.1k Views