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Dawnbringer: Lightborn

Lightborn is the centerpiece of the Dawnbringer series of novels in the world of Irándiel, upon the small continent of Telmérion, cold and rugged and yet inhabited since the beginning of human history by the first family of humankind. Though the setting is high fantasy—a work of co-creative imagination fashioning a mythical world with its own history and geography—the plot and the ins-and-outs of the world are deeply realistic, portraying as it were an ancient and long-forgotten past of our own world. Or more precisely, what is offered here is a mythical exposition of the true past that we all share—with very little magic or other fantasy tropes, but with a great deal of “magic,” in other words, a world filled with wonders and terrors of all kinds, from the ancient guardians of the world, the Anaíon, to vicious and deadly beasts such as dragons, eötenga, and vru’ádach. The characters thus find themselves caught in the cosmic battle between light and darkness, between the weakness of love and the power of hate, which casts its rays and its shadows also into the heart of every man and woman. The journey marked out before their feet calls for integrity, fidelity, and heroism, and also something more, something that lies at the heart of every good adventure and every life, and which is the very measure of man. When Eldárien returns to his homeland after many years away—burdened by the awareness that he has perpetrated great evil at the hands of an Empire whose knight he has become—he encounters a continent riven by strife and war and threatened by creatures even more horrifying, born of the very darkness itself. He wishes to lay aside the sword, to leave behind a past marked with violence and bloodshed, but he also longs to aid his people against the forces that endanger their very existence. And such a path he cannot walk alone, facing obstacles both within and without, and he finds given to him both the light that he wishes to serve and friends to share the journey. All the while the land that he loves slides inexorably into conflict, into what shall be known henceforth as the War of Darkness, and he and those to whom he is joined are called upon to share the fate of their people, looking forward in hope to the promised coming of dawn after darkest night.
JoshuaElzner · 93.1k Views

SICNECAL BIN

SICNECAL BIN IS A WORLD CREATED BY LWC AKA LEGEND WHO CREATED EVERYTHING.IN THIS WORLD A YEAR IS 100 MONTHS.1 MONTH IS 100 DAYS. 1 WEEK IS 10 DAYS. 1 DAY IS 100 HOURS. 1 HOUR IS 100 MINUTES. 1 MINUTE IS 100 SECONDS. PEOPLE USE A ENERGY NAME URJA TO DO EVERYTHING.IT HAS 25 PRIMARY TYPES.WHICH ARE THERMAL,LIQUID,ECO-SYSTEM,INTHERMAL,DRAGON,ELECTRO-MAGNETICS,DEVIL,SPIRIT,DARK,DIVINE,EARTH,STONE,SOLID,TOXIC AND UNDEAD.BY COMBINE THEM IT CAN BE SECONDARY TYPE. BY COMBINE THEM IT WILL BE TRINITY TYPES. SO,THERE IS INFINITE TYPES BY COMBINE ONE WITH ANOTHER. THEIR IS A UNIQUE NUMBERING SYSTEM. THOURO( INFINITE -1+1),LOURO([INFINITE -1=1] x 2),L([INFINITE -1+1]x3),SICNECAL([INFINITE -1+1]x4) AND WC([INFINITE -1+1]x5). IT IS A WORLD AND A WORLD IS MADE OF 1 SICNECAL L VERSE. A L VERSE IS MADE OF 1 SICNECAL WC VERSE. A WC VERSE IS MADE OF 1 SICNECAL SUPRI VERSE. A SUPRI VERSE IS MADE OF 1 SICNECAL LEGA VERSE. A LEGA VERSE IS ADE OF 1 SICNECAL LETA VERSE. A LETA VERSE IS MADE OF 1 WC(NUMBER) VERSE. A VERSE IS MADE OF 1 WC INFINTY. A INFINITY IS MADE OF 1 WC OMNIVERSE. IT IS EXPANDABLE AND EXPANDING ALL THE SECONDS BY 0.0005% LAM IS IT'S MAIN PROTAGONIST.HIS FULL NAME IS KHANDAKER G.O.D L TECH DINO LION.HE IS G.O.D OF TECH. HE IS A ANIMN. HE IS A WRATHFULL,CREATIVE,IMAGINATIVE,OVERTHNKER,MULTI-TASKER,HARD-WORKER,PLANNER,PSYCOLOGIST AND LISTEN ONLY TO HIM. ASADULLAH IS LAM'S ELDER BROTHER AND 2ND PROTAGONIST. HIS FULL NAME IS KHANDAKER G.O.D L WAR ASADULLAH DINO LION. HE IS G.O.D OF WAR AND FIGHT. HE IS WRATHFULL,STRETEGIC,WELL BRAVED FIGHTER. HE IS ALSO A ANIMAN. DRAZ IS ANOTHER PROTAGONIST AND ELDER AMONG HIS 5 BROTHERS. HIS FULL NAME IS KHANDAKER G.O.D L URJA DRAZ DINO LION. HE IS G.O.D OF URJA. HE IS A YOUTUBER. HE IS JOYFULL,OVERCONFIDENT,IMMATURE,PLAYBOY AND SLOTHIC. KRODH IS OLDER THAN REST OF 3. HIS FULL NAME IS KHANDAKER G.O.D L DHONGSHO KRODH DINO LION. HE IS G.O.D OF DESTRUCTION. HE IS FULL OF WRATH. HE IS CALM AT BATTLE,STRETIES. HE IS ALSO MERCINESS IN BATTLE. HE FOLLOWS UMAR IBN AL KHATTAB THE 2ND CALIPH OF ISLAM. 3RD SON IS BAYU AKA KHANDAKER G.O.D L VAYU BAYU DINO LION. HE IS G.O.D OF AIR AND WIND. HE IS FRIENDLY,CALM,LOVING,LIGHT-HEARTED AND GOODEST AMONG ALL 5. HE TAKES CARE OF NATURE SO MUCH. IT MIGHT FEELS COMPLEX AT START BUT TOO GOOD TILL END. IT WON'T BE A SHORTER STORY. IT WILL BE INTERESTING WHEN IT GETS LONGER. SEE HOW I WRITE AND READ THE WORLD - LWC.
LAMWORLDCONQUER · 50.1k Views

Itsumo hitori de - [いつも一人で] - (Always Alone)

いつも一人で (Itsumo hitori de - Always Alone) Series Description RATED: MA18+ | 14 Episodes | Supernatural Tragedy In a Tokyo drowning beneath endless rain, two souls exist in parallel hells separated by death itself. Seishin Hōrō-sha dies at fifteen—broken, abandoned, worthless. A truck crushes him on rain-slicked streets after years of bullying, family betrayal, and abuse. Death brings no peace. Ancient folklore condemns him: souls without purpose cannot ascend. Trapped as a wandering spirit, invisible and voiceless, Seishin watches his mother die, his siblings—Daiki, Hana, Kaito, Yukimira, Mei-Suke, Rikunuke, Sorana—scatter into crime and forgetting. None mourn him. The promises they made as children mean nothing now. For two years he drifts, purposeless, fading. Then he sees Ritchi Utsu. Five years old. Wealthy. Suffering behind closed doors in ways that mirror Seishin's own hell. "Independence training" that's systematic torture. Parents demanding perfection, punishing with cruelty. A life of isolation and psychological destruction masked by privilege. Seishin recognizes himself. Feels purpose for the first time since death. For ten years he watches, unable to intervene as Ritchi endures beatings, assault, suicide attempts. A ghost bearing witness to suffering he cannot prevent—until rain changes everything. During storms, barriers thin. Seishin manifests briefly, leaving messages in fog, reaching Ritchi for seconds that prove he's not alone. Their connection deepens. Seishin becomes the invisible guardian, the one constant. But spirits fade. His time is ending. The final year brings violence and desperate choices. Ritchi must survive without his ghost. During one last storm, Ritchi sees Seishin's face, remembers the teenager who walked into traffic ten years ago, recognizes their intertwined fates. Their goodbye transcends death itself. - "The rain remembers everything we try to forget."
Locke_Weisz · 6.1k Views

Lost in flames Found in dark

"Lost in Flames, Found in Dark" Some love stories don’t begin with hello. They begin after the end. She was once the light in someone’s storm — wild, warm, unforgettable. Then, in a single moment, Shruti vanished. No note. No clues. Only a silence that shattered the hearts left behind. He searched for her like a man possessed. Burned down every lie, bled for every truth — until all that remained was rage... and a love too deep to bury. Years passed. And somewhere far from the wreckage of the life she once knew, a girl opened her eyes in a hospital bed. Her name was different. Her reflection — unfamiliar. But the ache in her soul? The flashes of another life? All too real. A scar she doesn’t remember getting. A voice she still hears in her dreams. And eyes — cold, broken, beautiful — that feel like home. He doesn't know her. Not anymore. But something in him stirs when she’s near. A storm. A memory. A promise not yet fulfilled. As their worlds collide once more, past and present bleed into one. The girl who shouldn't exist remembers a life no one believes. And the boy who lost everything now stands at the edge of rediscovery… and ruin. This isn’t just a second chance. It’s fate demanding what death tried to steal. Love. Longing. Pain. Fire. And a mystery that binds their souls beyond lifetimes. Because some hearts never stop searching. Some memories refuse to fade. And some love stories are written in scars. --- SNEAK PEEK The night air was sharper than she'd expected, and the thin fabric of her top did nothing to help—but she’d already refused his jacket with full drama ten minutes ago. Pride came before comfort, apparently. From the couch behind her, Dhruv watched in silence. Head slightly tilted, fingers resting near his lips. He didn’t comment. Yet. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she muttered. “A little,” he admitted. She rolled her eyes, still facing the balcony. “This is where a gentleman offers warmth. Maybe a hot drink. Or, you know... human decency.” “You rejected the jacket and the blanket. Can’t save you from yourself.” She opened her mouth to sass back, “Unbelievable.” Before she could finish being annoyed, she felt him. He was behind her—close. His body heat rolled into her back like a slow, deliberate wave. She gasped softly, more out of surprise than cold. His hands slid into hers with quiet certainty, wrapping them up gently. Then, his arms circled around her waist, pulling her lightly against him. Her breath caught as his chest pressed warmly against her back, the thin fabric of her top doing nothing to shield her from the way his warmth spread over her skin. “Dhruv!” she gasped, her voice half protest, half flustered mess. Her words scrambled as he leaned a little closer, breath grazing the side of her neck. “Better?” he asked, low and completely unaffected.
Abishaa · 33k Views