tragedy

Ariel travels to the world of Pokémon, but instead of a thrilling Pokémon battle, he is met with Team Rocket's cold, grueling training. He will assemble a powerful evil-attribute team to sweep away all enemies! In public, he is a trainer of justice in the league. Behind the scenes, he was a staff member of the Rockets stationed in the Hoenn area. There is no utopian fairy world here, only a bloody reality! Ariel will dominate the league, gradually take control of Team Rocket, and become the number one person in this Pokémon world!

Disclaimer: The backstories of the characters are full of trauma, depression, gore, violence etc. Characters are morally complex. *** VOL-1 When the Moon is declared unreachable, most people lower their gaze. Except Crown Prince Isaiah. His obsession with the mysterious Red Moon began on a night when the infamous figure saved the very people who attempted to assassinate him but instead of seeking revenge or capturing the traitors, Isaiah found himself chasing that one person. But Isaiah didn't know the truth at that time. The Red Moon he pursued was a legend named Crimson Moon Waterfall — A Courtesan known for his unmatched beauty, his forbidden dance, and his unrivalled strength. And thus, The butterfly has decided to chase the impossible. But the impossible has chosen to run. VOL-2 When their relationship took a good turn, the world's future took a bad turn. Will their newly formed relationship last in the dark Era of Apollyon? VOL-3 The peace was restored in the world, but not in their relationship... Secrets, lies, and old conflicts began to rise. The legend Isaiah chased was never as simple as he believed. His beloved moon was connected to the same existence that once killed him. And as the truth slowly unfolds, their past returns to crush everything they built. Yet everything ended in a very unexpected way. **** I upload every week on Saturday or Sunday ( except the last week of every month. ) Extra tags: #Obsession #Slow Burn #psychological #weaktostrong #complicated power dynamic #betrayal #apocalypse #reincarnation (This is also going to be slight reverse harem.) *** If you want to talk about this book please join the discord server! Discord Server link: https://discord.gg/KNdShQWuS ***

Neva and Rhett, two young souls find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael, a man with a heart of thorns, yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world, as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages, one after another, gathering a tale where faith and love and grace wins against the doubt and hatred and sin. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain, pretending to be the hero.

“Doing the wrong thing for the right reason… never ends well for anyone.” Seven great races ruled the continent of Eldarion. Humans weren’t among them. To the world, mankind was nothing more than background noise, as insignificant as a breath of air, as laughable as a failed joke of creation. A race with no promise. No power. No future. Tyler was born into that world—a world where every “hero of humanity” was fated to fall before they could rise. So he abandoned the path of heroes entirely. He chose the road stained in shadows. He chose the power no sane soul would touch. He chose to become a demon— not for glory, but for survival. His purpose was simple: Ascend to become the strongest of the demons. Stand as a monstrous shield when the true invaders finally tear into their continent. And he succeeded. He rose higher, darker, and stronger than any being before him. But power has a price. A price he only understood when it was far too late. For in climbing toward salvation, He became the very abomination he once swore to destroy— The Desecrator. And the world whispered: “There is no lesser or greater evil. There is only evil.” Yet a more profound truth lingered in the dark: “Because sometimes, only one Evil can devour another.” *** Discord - https://discord.gg/nQEBsk3ZGX *** #Yandere_MC #Complex_Characters #No_Harem #Dark #Rare_Bloodline #Magic #Slowburn #Fated_Love #Demons #Dragons #Otherworlders #Runic_Sorcery #Evil_FL

Uchiha Sarada travels back in time to save her mother from death. Yet the threads of history are woven from countless coincidences, and even the smallest detail can tear them apart. Sarada soon realizes that every action she takes—no matter how well‑intentioned—may have unpredictable consequences. Accepting her new reality is hard, but she eventually comes to terms with one truth: this journey will change not only her, but everything she has ever held dear.

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!

“Did you just talk back to me?" Seraphina repeated, her voice dripping with disbelief. Of course, it was shocking that Elara__the so-called "ugly duckling"__dared challenge her. Elara's gaze stayed glued to the floor, unwilling to meet Seraphina's eyes. But Seraphina wasn't having it. She grabbed Elara's chin and forced her face up. "You fuckin hideous thing! I asked you a question. Did you just talk back to me?" she yelled, spittle flying onto Elara's face. Elara could only shiver in fear, too terrified to speak. "I… I'm sorry. I only___" Her words were frozen in her lips by a tremendous slap. She fell flat to the ground. Her head spun painfully. Her vision blurred as pain seared across her cheek. —-- Elara Quinn was invisible at Eclipse Heights Academy. She was poor, quiet, and painfully ordinary. She became the favorite target of the school’s untouchable elite___ a group of wealthy students whose families controlled the city’s politics, courts, and media. No matter how cruel the torment became, no one listened, no one cared, and no one dared help her. And Elara never told the one person who loved her most: her older sister, Nyra. She hid everything. When Elara dies after a tragic incident during a school trip, the truth behind her suffering is finally revealed through her diary. The discovery destroys Nyra. She fights for justice, but the powerful families close ranks, crushing her case and leaving her with nothing but grief and rage. Broken and hopeless, Nyra attempts to end her life__ only to wake up in the hospital. Shockingly, staring back at her in the mirror, was the goddess she was back in her school days. And who actually rescued her? Dive into this story to uncover betrayers, revenges, painful romance, and shocking discoveries.

Life was dark and meaningless. That was what it had taught every single day I'd been cursed to live it. And now, finally, it was coming to an end. 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

A top-tier hunter dies in a high-level dungeon only to awaken inside a novel as the weakest son of a powerful hunter family, a character destined to die early. Determined to change his fate, he relies on his past-life instincts to survive. But something is wrong. The farther he is from the novel’s villian, the more his emotions spiral out of control. What begins as a necessity soon turns into something far more dangerous. As he grows stronger and defies the original story, the invisible bond between them tightens blurring the line between control and obsession, reason and desire. In a world ruled by power and dungeons, the greatest threat may not be death… but losing himself to the one person he cannot stay away from

I do not own JJK or Bleach, this fanfic is just for fun and I'm not getting paid. All rights reserved.

“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.

isakk was born in the slums and gutters of the empire will he change his fate or die

i like this word > "the" *** I was just taking a quiet late-night walk when I found… a child sleeping inside a dumpster. One thing led to another, and suddenly I became the accidental father of a kid no older than ten. The next morning, I woke up from a vivid dream. A mysterious Victorian woman whispering about "calamity, dungeons, portals, another world… yeah, good luck bro." She said all of that in the most casually elegant Victorian tone imaginable. But the real nightmare started when a floating screen appeared in front of me, spouting nonsense about quests and objectives. The day I picked up a child in a dumpster was the day my ordinary life ended. And that was when our story truly began. and most of all. this novel takes at year 2029. *** pls give it a try... I swear it gets better... my writing style might be ahh(ass) at first but I swear I got BETTER. and boom may 24th I'm now rewriting all the early chaps heh... (I... it's hard... I've read it and thank god I did too much plot holes. And I will confess, I used ai that time and that's why I'm here Remaking it now. thankfully... I swear it was like 16-58 there, and after chp 58 I tried experimenting with how I write kept it for a bit and then at 130-170 I used dozens of new different words and now 171-269 it's the same as the rewrites or better) 26/July/5th, I love, how The story is going right now. thought you might hate me because I don't have favoritism and... yes... yk just read... my lovely reader, give it a try till you reach the Regression part/1st trial and drop it if it is STILL BADDD

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.

What would you feel if the last remaining happiness in your life—your sweet, clingy dear sister—was murdered right before your eyes by a few worthless scum? By some bastards who shouldn't even exist in this world? I felt rage. Hatred. At them But more than that… I hated myself. Truly. Why? Because I couldn’t move. Paralyzed from the neck down, I could only watch as she died, as her blood spurted on me. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t fight. I couldn’t even crawl to her, while her eyes were turning dull. Ah~ now they turned to me. Guess they are going to kill me too. But I don't want to die, at least not when they are alive. I've learned something in this time. In this apocalypse... weakness is a sin. The greatest sin. Here, no rights protect you. Not like they protected us before the apocalypse. No one comes to help you. Friends, neighbours, relatives. NONE. Strength. Personal strength is the only authority that truly matters in this new world. And, If you think this is where my story ends—you’re wrong. Because, [Regression possible: Yes/No?] Guess this is my cheat. I will return. Stronger than before. And I will DEVOUR everything that stands in my way. So then… sayonara, readers. "Yes, I accept." *** 300 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter [Note: Contains taboo relationships. No NTR, No Yuri, and 18+] This is my first novel, so it probably won’t be perfect—but I’ll keep getting better as I write. Give your reviews on this so I can improve where I have to. [Note: The story will be slow paced and I'll take my time to give all the characters their time to blend into the story.] [Note: There won't be R18 stuff from the start, so don't come here expecting hot scenes from the first chapter. It will take some time before I focus on that.] [Most Important Note: There will be yanderes. Lots of them.] Character Illustrations are in the Discord. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/kGKAaexz4P

After many years, he return back to his home country, Canada. He started his life as a normal student. But fate had different plans. He swore to protect his loved ones to matter the cost. This is the story of a boy named Ethan

In the rain, she appears. Her hand dissolves into water when he holds it. She says she is rain and she can only stay while it falls. A gentle, heartbreaking love story between a boy and the girl who became the rain itself.

Xiangge grew up in a golden cage. The man who raised him was also the one who destroyed his world. Emperor Mingxuan had killed his parents, taken his throne, and kept him close for eighteen years. No questions were allowed. No answers were given. Silence became Xiangge’s inheritance. To the empire, Mingxuan was a tyrant. To Xiangge, he was everything: jailer, protector, and the only warmth left in a life built from ashes. Until 'it' appeared. 'It' wanted Xiangge’s life. And Mingxuan, for the first time in eighteen years, looked afraid. That's when Xiangge realized: he'd never known his gege at all. The empire is burning. The truth is rising. To keep Xiangge alive, Mingxuan will offer everything he owns: his throne, his blood, his secrets. But some truths kill more surely than any blade. Love protects. Love destroys. This one has done both since the night the magnolia blossoms fell.

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.

One anonymous tip-off. That’s all it took. Ling Ke—a random guy from our world, isekai’d straight into the countdown to the Third Honkai Impact—got snatched off the street and spent the next several years as a living test subject. Cut open, stitched back together, broken, rebuilt, screamed until his voice gave out. While he rotted in a lab: Fu Hua, the Immortal Red Kite, ascended beyond the red dust of mortality. Kiana joined Anti-Entropy. Raiden Mei pledged herself to World Serpent. Bronya finally found Seele again. And Ling Ke? He came back wrong. The Herrscher of Dominion. Master of a thousand puppet bodies. A walking apocalypse wearing a human face. “From this second on… this world burns.” The fully blackened transmigrator smiles—a jagged, ugly thing that doesn’t reach his hollowed eyes. Honkai. This is my revenge.