tragedy

In a world where life was not just sustained by the rhythmic pulse of an organ. Where way more was asked for to remain. A kingdom was grieving the loss of a princess, as 2 siblings were grieving the loss of a sister. One was conscious but banned from attending her funerals while the other one was unaware and busy fighting the same ending. Two siblings fighting the same system that put their family, their people and their positions of monarchs at risks. One rejected the system entirely, while the other was slowly consumed by her faith in the power it held. Both were surrounded by allies who believed in their cause, yet remained exiled far from the homeland they once called theirs

"It is not a need to put a mask of happiness on the face, but on the way of your viewpoint of life. A slight change of angel is able to create a new concept one never thought of coming across." -SWEVEN ARCANUM "Perhaps it is me who thought perspective has the capacity to hide the melancholic side of life but despite being hidden, it is yet to go away." -RILEY DEANE

‎KURIKORU BLOODLINE: EXISTENCE OF PAIN ‎ ‎A prophecy spoken by the Watchers foretold the rise of three brothers—sons of one man—each bound to a different fate, each destined to reshape the world. ‎ ‎Laiman was warned never to go to war. ‎He defied fate—and survived the Battle of the Sixty Thousand, a massacre no man was meant to live through. As punishment, the power that saved him was stolen and passed to his unborn son. ‎ ‎That child became Ragna. ‎ ‎Born in flight and raised in secrecy, Ragna grew up unaware that he was one of the enslaved Migardians forced to serve the very empire that crushed his people. While training at the Temple of Eyes, he discovered the truth—and chose rebellion. ‎ ‎But Ragna was not alone. ‎ ‎His brothers walked darker paths. ‎Colvo, raised in privilege, believed order must be enforced through fear. ‎Mist, rejected by society, sought freedom through revolution. ‎ ‎When blood ties were revealed, brotherhood turned to war. ‎ ‎Chains were shattered. Kingdoms fell. Crowns were raised in blood. ‎Ragna became the Liberator of Migard, Mist the founder of a rebel nation, and Colvo the empire’s deadliest commander. ‎ ‎This is not the story of one king. ‎ ‎It is the origin of a bloodline— ‎forged through pain, ambition, and prophecy— ‎that will one day dominate the Broken Continent. ‎

The fjord lay calm, its surface like polished glass, reflecting the leaden clouds hanging in the sky. Flocks of ravens circled back and forth, heralding the bitter northern winds soon to sweep southward. This was the very first scene the protagonist beheld after traveling through time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He had become nothing more than an ordinary self-sufficient farmer, with only a barren, desolate wheat field to his name. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust. The world lay shattered, kings waged endless wars against one another, and in this turbulent, dark Middle Ages, his first task was simply to survive—then, somehow, to find a way to end the chaos… .......... HeadOver to my patreon for 75+ advanced chapters: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer

Transmigrated into the world of Genshin Impact, Han Feng obtained the [God-Tier Manga Shop System]. As long as he welcomed a certain number of customers, he would receive exclusive rewards. With the help of manga from his past life provided by the system, his shop quickly took Teyvat by storm! Venti: “Ahehe~ When will I finally pull that Foodie Tablecloth? I’m so broke I can’t even afford soup!” Zhongli: “The Ultraman manga from your store is truly fascinating. I’ve already begun constructing an Ultraman statue in Liyue.” Ningguang: “With the Peace Star, my Jade Chamber can finally cover all seven nations!” Klee: “Jix’s bombs are amazing! Blowing up fish is the most fun ever!” Lumine: “Boss, the manga here is so good. I don’t even feel like looking for my brother anymore. What should I do?” ~-------- 65+ advance chapters on Patreon: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer

This novel contains a number of drawn stories and tales, hence the title, The Horror World. aapko kae sacche aur jhute khaniya milegi.

Rejected, enslaved, and left for dead, Aelara Moonfall survives a fate meant to erase her. Branded wolfless and discarded by her fated mate, she vanishes from the realm carrying a secret powerful enough to shatter the throne of the Lycan King. Years later, fate drags her back into a world ruled by blood and crowns, where the King claims her without knowing what she has already lost for him. As ancient councils scheme, rival Lycans hunt, and forbidden prophecies resurface, Aelara must choose between the safety of silence and the danger of truth. Because this time, love is not the greatest threat power is. And the children she protected in the shadows may decide the future of the Lycan realm.

When a devoted fan of A Song of Ice and Fire opened his eyes, he found himself standing in Westeros. Not as a king. Not as a lord. He became Suleiman, a nameless minor knight under the impoverished Daddings family, living by the muddy lower reaches of the Green Fork in the Riverlands. No gold. No soldiers. No influence. The family ruled over barely fifty peasants and held a status so low they were nothing more than silent figures in the corners of noble banquets. Before him stood the crushing weight of eight thousand years of aristocratic hierarchy. Yet in a land torn by war and shifting tides, this outsider from another world began his climb. From the mockery of “Sir Stinky Castle” on the edge of a swamp… to the throne of the Trident itself. In Westeros, even the smallest pawn can become a king. --------------------------- Join my Patreon now to get instant access to the next chapters!

Long before he set foot in Westeros, Prince Dragonzel of House Varezes was already something the world had never seen—a dragonlord not born of the House Targaryen, but forged in the distant Free Cities, where ancient Valyria’s lost knowledge still lingers in shadows. Hailing from a powerful foreign lineage that mastered both dragons and forbidden arts, Dragonzel arrives in Westeros not as a guest—but as a force that challenges the very foundation of noble bloodlines and tradition. In a land where legitimacy is everything, his existence alone is a threat. With his dragons, wealth, and unmatched intellect, he begins weaving a vast network of alliances—binding great houses, influencing trade, and reshaping the balance of power across the Realm. But Westeros stands on the brink of chaos. The brewing conflict between Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Queen Alicent Hightower threatens to ignite the devastating Dance of the Dragons. Dragons will rise, kingdoms will burn, and loyalties will be tested. Amidst this storm, Dragonzel walks a razor’s edge—ally, rival, or something far more dangerous. Because his goal is not merely to survive the coming war… …but to surpass the legacy of Valyria itself. ---

At seven years old, she began noticing things children were never meant to notice. This is the story of a girl who grew up too early—inside a home shaped by silence, loss, and unanswered questions. After the sudden death of her mother on a winter morning, responsibility replaces childhood, and faith becomes both comfort and confusion. As years pass, unfamiliar people enter her home, relationships fracture, and the meaning of family changes forever. Told with quiet honesty, this coming-of-age story explores grief, resilience, and what it means to survive when love and safety are no longer guaranteed. Some stories are loud. Hers unfolds in silence

When the kingdom burned, William lost everything—his home, his mother, his innocence. Born a peasant and branded a thief, he never dreamed his hands would one day hold a soldier’s sword. But fate is merciless. Dragged into a war he never chose, William rises from the ashes of loss, his heart bound by a single vow: to live, and to make them pay. Under the command of a hardened general, he trains among nobles and killers alike—outcast, mocked, yet unbroken. But just as he begins to find purpose, the enemy strikes where no one expects: within the very walls of the general’s mansion. As fire consumes the fortress, William is entrusted with a final duty—to protect the general’s daughter, the last light of a dying house. Hunted, haunted, and driven by vengeance, William must choose between the oath that keeps him alive and the humanity that war threatens to destroy. In a world where crowns mean power and the crownless are forgotten, his destiny begins not with glory… but with loss.

My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

You think you can understand Chaos? Foolish! Chaos isn't merely disorder; it is the ultimate paradox - Life and death, creation and destruction, the beginning and the end. In a hyper-advanced future built on quantum technology, humanity is awakened by the same energy tearing the universe apart. Entities from a higher dimension invade, forcing humans to the brink of extinction. In the shadows of this broken world, Missio Augustus wanders aimlessly like a lost soul, fighting his own inner darkness. As the Lieutenant General of the Black ops division, he goes on a mission to capture an international kingpin but experiences his life-long trauma once again. While falling into depression, he watches as an ancient church brings mayhem upon humanity... This is a relaunch of my original work. I am moving this story from my previous account (SageofMusic) to this new handle (Ekadash). I am the sole creator of Music Box Mayhem.

Power built the Murad empire. Blood secured it. Betrayal nearly destroyed it. Across India, New York, and beyond, Sohan Kadeon Murad reigns as one of the most feared men in the underworld. CEO of eight global empires and supreme leader of the Obsidian Triad, he rules with calculated brutality. His enemies vanish. His name commands silence. Yet even the darkest king had a weakness. His wife, Riyana. And their only daughter— Lilith Mahira Baneva. Born as the final heir. The true owner of everything. When greed consumes Sohan’s own cousins, a carefully orchestrated attack shatters the Murad family. A truck collision meant to eliminate Riyana and six-year-old Lilith leaves Riyana missing and presumed dead. Lilith survives—but her mind does not. Sohan unleashes hell on those responsible, wiping out bloodlines in a storm of vengeance before being imprisoned for ten years. His final command to his eight sons: No war among yourselves. Protect your sister. Keep her away from the darkness. While the brothers rise into powerful men—ruthless, disciplined, and loyal—Lilith grows up in a mental asylum, her brilliant mind trapped in the innocence of a child. Unknown to her brothers, someone close ensures she never heals, poisoning her recovery with damaging medication to keep her fragile… and unfit to rule. At sixteen, she returns home. Beautiful. Quiet. Mischievous. Broken. The empire legally belongs to her—but the world sees only a shattered girl holding pieces of herself together. Then comes the man powerful enough to rival the Murads. The feared leader of The Dominion Apex—half Russian, half American, Indian by blood. A king among kings. Cold. Strategic. Merciless. During a high-stakes alliance meeting, a single moment changes everything. He sees Lilith Mahira Baneva. And instead of weakness, he sees something no one else dares to look for. He takes her. What begins as possession slowly shifts into something far more dangerous—an obsession neither of them expected. In her silence, he finds calm. In his darkness, she finds protection. But beneath the fragile surface of the shattered heiress lies something waiting. Healing. Memory. Power. Will Lilith Mahira Baneva rise to reclaim the empire written in her blood? Will the ruthless king fall for the girl the world underestimated? Or will secrets, betrayal, and war tear apart what remains of the Murad legacy? In a world ruled by monsters, the most dangerous throne belongs to a broken queen.

This is a Warhammer 40,000 fan-made story. While some timeline elements have been slightly adjusted for narrative purposes, the tone and spirit remain unmistakably Warhammer. Expect references to memes, historical events, and chaos-fueled absurdity woven into the drama of this universe. Li Feng, an ordinary college student studying in the US, thought he was just driving home with his quiet, gentle girlfriend Empress. But in the blink of an eye, a roaring warp vortex tore open before them and dragged Li Feng across reality itself, hurling him straight into the grim darkness of the forty-first millennium. And then came the real shock. His girlfriend was never human to begin with. She was a fragment of the Emperor’s soul, wandering the mortal world in disguise! ……… Stranded on a barren, war-torn planet with nothing but panic in his lungs, Li Feng found himself surrounded by a mob of bloodthirsty orks. Just when he was certain he was about to become green-skinned minced meat, a glowing panel materialized in front of him. A system? In the Warhammer universe? Maybe... just maybe... things were about to get interesting. -------------------------------- 70 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!

Approximately 3,141 years ago, according to the oldest historical book, it records a world that is vibrant and full of life, and a world where people can roam and travel without fear, to experience the beauty, to see, and to feel the abundance it gives. However it was also recorded that it's the year the first gods suddenly appeared, and began ravaging the world tearing down great civilization and even the ones that tried to thrive. The gods didn't bring salvation when they arrived before humanity, instead it ruled over the skies, the land, and the ocean killing whoever stepped foot into their domains. And just like that on the same year the world was never the same. The land shifted colliding with one another forming mountains and creating different terrains, the sea rise burying cities destroying lives, and the sky no longer followed the natural order where one city will experience endless storms that ravage it but the one besides it experience magnified heat burning trees and melting steel. Until the 'genesis' arrived when the first god was killed and brought a spark of hope to humanity. The story began on the year 1,853 of the current era ATG (After The Genesis), the protagonist woke up in the middle of a gloomy dessert with only a holographic companion named SAI (Systematic Artificial Intelligence) and world different form what he knew, a knowledge even he himself don't know how he got. In that knowledge he dreamt of a vibrant world full of life, people everywhere, buildings that are intricately designed, and a place where no creatures named gods hunting and destroying homes. Now after waking up he only has a few thing in mind, to see the world and hoped to know who or what he is. Passion project of mine, so the the update can really fluctuate.

In a world where the night is not a sanctuary, but a slaughterhouse, the Moon is a god of execution. While the common people hide behind the "Silver Seals," a ancient race of monsters known as Kebaruke—born from a forbidden alchemical accident—stalk the shadows. But they have one fatal weakness: the very moonlight that guides them also burns them into white ash. Oolka was a simple girl until the night the Upper Sun Kebaruke decimated her village, leaving only her and her brother, Kgreko, alive. But Kgreko has changed. His hair has split into shades of purple and black, and a hunger grows within him that only blood can satisfy. To save his soul, Oolka must allow a cold-hearted Master to bind her brother’s jaw with a Steel Prayer Seal and teach her the forgotten Arts of the blade. Carrying the mysterious Triangle Mark of the legendary first slayer, Yortaka, Oolka joins the Hankure—an elite group of warriors hunting the King of Kebaruke, Izan. Alongside a wild boy raised by foxes and a girl obsessed with the speed of Heaven, Oolka must navigate a path of fire and frost. But as Izan grows desperate—slowly turning human due to a traitor’s injections—he unleashes his ultimate weapon: Ailiska, the 8-eyed King of the First Era, and Oolka's own blood-ancestor. In a world where the moon is a weapon and history is a lie, Oolka must master the First Art before the rotating castle of the enemy crushes the last of the human spirit.

I wanted an S-Rank core trait. I wanted to be special. An elite. At the very least, I wanted a single core trait ability. I wanted it so badly I would've died for it. So why... Why did I awaken with nothing? Fifty years ago, gates connecting the mortal world and the monster world appeared. Monsters poured out. People awakened. Those blessed with power became known as Ascendants. Heroes. But Unfortunately... not everyone received that blessing. My name is Ming Tia Xu. A rankless Ascendant. A failure who awakened for the sake of awakening. Chasing a false legend I should never have believed. I was nothing more than a mistake waiting to be discarded. Finally surrendered to death. Then reincarnation happened. And I obtained something I should never have touched. A power that does not belong in this universe. A power that can bend laws, challenge fate, and erase what should never be erased. With every dungeon I conquer, I grow stronger. With every quest, I move closer to the truth hidden behind my existence. But power always demands a price. And mine is one no Ascendant would ever accept. The power I received is also a curse. One that turns every battle into a nightmare. Because in a world where everyone fights to kill— I cannot. #WeakToStrong #Reincarnation #System #NoHarem #MaleMC #MagicAndSwordsmanship #Gates #Academy #Deities/Gods #hidden linage