tragedy

On the night they finally became husband and wife, Nishibi Haruto and Zangetsu Sakura step into what should have been the beginning of a lifetime together. Fate does not allow it. A sudden accident takes their lives. Yet death is not the end. In a place beyond time—where stars fall silent and eternity holds its breath—they awaken before two ancient, unseen forces: The one who births all light. The one who devours all that remains. Together, they pass judgment. And grant mercy. The couple is given another chance—reborn into a distant world where magic breathes and destiny bends. But mercy is never free. A curse is placed upon them. Haruto is bound to *The Unremembering* —a slow, inevitable erasure. The world begins to forget him. Names fade. Faces turn unfamiliar. His existence slips away, piece by piece. Sakura, in turn, is sealed from the truth. Her memories of him are locked deep within her soul—untouchable, unreachable. And so, they meet again. They laugh. They travel. They fall in love. All over again. But only Haruto remembers. And so— he lies. As Sakura begins to feel the emptiness she cannot explain, fragments of a forgotten past return to her—feeling by feeling, heartbeat by heartbeat. Yet every memory she regains brings him closer to vanishing completely. Because in this world, remembering is not a gift. It is a cost. And the price of remembering him… is losing him all over again. And when the world finally forgets Nishibi Haruto— only Zangetsu Sakura may remain, the last soul who remembers a love that even eternity could not erase.

(Rewrite of the original TSLS, unsure if its allowed but hopefully this rewrite is better than the original. And yes, I am the same author of the original, so if you'd like to read the original (unadvised), it is still public. Note: Its bad.) Satoya Murayama, a guy who daydreamed, zoned out, and barely paid attention to life, finally reached 19. After his birthday, he wakes up from an odd dream with the sudden motivation to step out of his comfort zone and attempt at doing something meaningful for once. What he doesn’t realize… is that the world he’s been ignoring for his whole life, is a lot bigger — and far more dangerous — than he ever imagined. But what if this is just a mere draft, a draft made by a desperate author to craft something because of her pathetic ordeal? A last story — for a story that never ended — with her being in the center of fault? -???

Upalabdhi is not the tale of a hero but a way of living. It follows a forgotten king reborn in a world who forced to face the raw laws of reality. Fighting against natural laws he understands that to make a change he needs to conquer the world. In flow of war and peace his inner revolution look how people worship and see life. Seeking truth over power, he ultimately finds himself and leaves a legacy that outlives his name. It's an inner feeling to do something. Because everything you do is for good.

Everything Asuma loved was reduced to flames and ash. His sister was ripped from his arms by a shadowy cult—followers of the Goddess of Death, a name whispered in fear across empires. As if that weren’t enough, Asuma was marked by a legendary vampire, cursed with unstable, forbidden magic that threatens to twist him into a monster. With nothing left to lose and no one left to protect but her, Asuma is forced onto a path soaked in blood and secrets. The world of Anorak is vast and merciless, and every step forward drags him deeper into conspiracies far older—and deadlier—than he ever imagined. From the treacherous halls of imperial courts to demon realms sealed away by ancient laws, Asuma must survive assassins, cultists, and creatures that should not exist. He’ll form dangerous alliances, betray his own limits, and embrace the darkness clawing at his soul. Because saving his sister means mastering the curse inside him. And if he fails… the world won’t survive what he becomes.

This novel was formerly known as Resonance Archive ____________________________________________________________ The city ate its children. Ezra learned this when he was five. He survived the Pit anyway. Seven years of hunger and cold and watching everyone else get swallowed. But when the winter came and didn't leave, and the food ran out, and death became a matter of when not if, a recruitment paper blew into his lap. The Spire promised food. The Spire promised purpose. The Spire promised to make him something. The Spire was a lie. Buried beneath the capital, hidden from the sun, it is a machine that turns desperate children into weapons. Ezra arrives with nothing but silver hair, a strange mark on his chest, and a girl who saved his life before they ever spoke. Together, they are thrown into a world of brutal training, propaganda,war and the slow unraveling of everything they've been taught to believe. The war outside is old. The lies are older. And the truth—when it comes—will cost more than any of them are ready to pay.

The Prequel to the genre-defying MetaHumanCosmicHorror novel that shattered reality "Static Bride". Before Emily became Emily PRIME, she was just an orphan in the city of Leonore. On Prime Day, she is selected by the ENGINE amongst 99 other candidates to undertake a pilgrimage for godhood. Become the PRIME or die. A unique fresh spin on cosmic horror mixing meta elements and YA romance.

Jerry Windfield leaves a trail of flame and tears behind him after every conquest. Vile and treacherous is what he is. An arrogant beast hiding beneath the slits of a charming smile. No. He is just a man.

Why does elegance persist in a sullied state within the capital of the Filth? Who dares to drink elixirs to transform oneself into a scripter? To unleash a signature so poignant that it becomes an unforgettable performance, able to alter reality in one’s own image. In the decadent yet oppressive Velvet Pavilion, Silvie, a maidservant, lives a life of flawless performance, with every action dictated by the cruel Miss Rosalina. Her existence is one of uniform beauty and agony, until an inexplicable event, a meeting with the Lady of Velvet, which would irrevocably transform her monotonous life. --- Note: Check author notes.

“Humans deserve freedom — all living things do.” 33 years ago, a man known as Khan defied The Motherland — the eternal empire that rules the world through fear and dark arts. Before his execution, he spoke a prophecy: “A being, the incarnate of pain and freedom will rise, and he will end the rule of the Tree and its Branches.” Now, the world waits. The Motherland tightens its grip. Children are taken, shadows whisper in the wind, and those who remember the prophecy pray for deliverance. Until one day… the curse begins to awaken. And the being promised is soon to be born.

Nothing is set in stone—not time, not fate, and certainly not Death. But in Rudra's existence, one thing has remained constant: a person. In her tears and rage. In her love and hatred. Now, Rudra is determined to figure out why she was the only one who mourned his death while the rest of the world celebrated his demise—especially since they had always stood on opposite sides of the war. And her answer might be the one thing he holds most dear—the only truth that remains truly sacred.

Synopsis: MEMORIES MAY BE EPHEMERAL BUT FEELINGS ARE ETERNAL! The world has been plunged into chaos as the seven great demons have assumed the stage in the world of the mortals. They have ravaged countries and slaughtered every living being in sight. However, humanity has not lost hope as they use the power of the demons against them. Amidst this chaos is a boy who has no memories of what he was before though he continues to kill demons after demons in the hope of finding the answer to his unknown question. Follow the journey of Vanitas as he tries to piece together his memories and finds a shocking truth about the demons and God. THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I AM WRITING FANTASY SO THERE MAY BE SHORTCOMINGS HERE AND THERE. SO, I WANT YOU GUYS TO POINT THEM OUT OF YOU FIND ANY SO I CAN IMPROVE! I DON'T OWN THE COVER ART! IF THE CREATOR WANTS ME TO REMOVE THEIR WORK OR CREDIT THEM PLEASE CONTACT ME HERE: [email protected]

“In a world where truth is sold… and lies are applauded, a blind young man walks between cities, seeing what others refuse to see. Elia… is not just a musician, he is a witness to the world's ugliness. And somewhere in the shadows… Lilia moves, not to reveal the truth… but to punish it. When the judge meets the executioner… the world won’t be judged, it will be exposed.”

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

For character images and short glimpses = discord-https://discord.gg/sygkMXkUp9 Aragon, a village-born boy with exceptional swordsmanship skills, discovers his lineage as a descendant of a legendary swordsman. He embarks on a quest to conquer challenges, unravel old secrets, and face dark forces. Along the way, he faces the truths and secrets of his family. As he navigates political intrigue and battles for the throne, Aragon's journey becomes a path of self-discovery and the true meaning of power. (The characters in this story and everything is wholly fictional.18+ and also it may contain some adult and mature content. And it is a completely fictional and imaginary world in which the events of the story take place.) NO NTR OR YURI

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

Crossing into the 2D world, with both parents dead, money in my pocket, and a place to live. Even if the universe’s ‘no-imouto clause’ is in effect, this still looks like the classic daily-life harem-protagonist trajectory in a 2D world, right? Surely next comes the otaku-bait development, a wonderful story of being surrounded by girls, yes? [Welcome to the “Sacrifice Game.” We wish you the chance to witness the end within true fear.] Wait a sec— This script isn’t right, is it? Corpses whispering, shadowed pits creeping, paper effigies asking for directions, a cursed village’s night patrol, an eye peering from under the bed… Grotesque rules weave a blood-stained net; there is no escape. Only by facing the endless nightmare head-on can one fight for a sliver of life. So, since I’m being entangled by all these horrors, can I get a system? Preferably the kind that becomes overpowered just by checking in! While I was thinking that, I realized I’d gotten the ability to roll back after death. It sure is a cheat—but doesn’t that mean I have to keep betting my life on trial and error? I refuse! I don’t want to be a Subaru-style, die-and-retry protagonist! Someone save me, please! Then I turned around and saw the girls trapped with me: Shinomiya Kaguya, Fujiwara Chika, Gotō Hitori, Yotsuya Miko, and others. Damn it, then bring it on! How could I let beautiful girls be sacrificed in a place like this? I’ll create a happy world—no Urobuchi-style tragedy and no grimdark despair! .... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.