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Magus Supremacy

“Hey! What's going on? Wh…why are you quivering? Why haven't you sealed his magic yet?” The mage didn't reply for a moment, the beads of sweat grew in numbers as his whole body was now totally drenched. “H…he… I can't! His aura, his mana, his magic is growing. He is growing rapidly, I can't tame him. I can't. He's too…” Meanwhile, in the shadow realm, Grey smirked as he lifted his hand and made a slashing motion in the air in front of him. “Dimensional Slash.” _ In a world teeming with mages. A world where more than half the human population had awesome affinities ranging from wind, earth to lightning and so on. Grey Dawn had none. He was weak, useless, magicless and most importantly… a cripple in terms of magic usage. Not until an accident where he almost brushed past death. Summoned by a celestial, the seal placed on his core was shattered and there he was appraised. Grey found out not only will he wield magic, he would come to become the strongest mage in existence with five affinities. Confident, he enrolled at Lunaria academy. One of the four great magical academies. Here, he meets awesome mages, forged bonds and most especially, rivalries. With his squad, Grey blitzed through enemies… portal breaks, dungeons, bandits, kingdom invasion, he was clearing them all. But it wasn't enough. The foe the world was up against were not weak by any means. The Otherworlders! Destroyers of planets, conquerors of worlds. Beings with destructive powers and backing. These were the kind of foes he was up against. Grey would learn that his magic isn't enough against them. And the Otherworlders won't be the only foes he would be up against. Demons, cocky celestials, powerful warriors— masters of Ki, Terrifyingly powerful clans and Ki warriors. He will realise that he would be needing something more. He would be needing to transcend his current self and status. He would need to evolve into something more so as to stand a fighting chance against the otherworlders and the much more terrible foes beneath the surface. He would need to become; The Supreme Magus! How will Grey Dawn achieve this title? How will he get worlds to hear of this name and tremble? How will he fare against interdimensional conquerors? How will he survive? How will his squad of humans and different races fare? And most importantly, what will be Grey's five affinities? Find out more in this awesome book and read how Grey's journey unfolds and blooms. __ “Wh-who are you? Wh-what even are you?” “...” “You really want to know who I am?” Grey demanded, lightning crackling around his hands. A sinister smile crept on his face hidden beneath his devilish mask as his glowing eyes narrowed at the man before him. “... They call me; The Supreme Magus.” “No-no way…” BANG—! ___ This is the link to the discord server: https://discord.gg/eN7em7Q38
KBKayboy · 914.7k Views

Project Axioma

In Aethelgard, a world composed of drifting continents and monolithic stone cities, power is everything. Yet, power here is not derived from mystical sorcery, but from Axiom—the cerebral capacity to manipulate the laws of physics in real-time. The elite can rend space, invert gravity, and command thermodynamics through sheer mental computation. Elian Laurent is the "trash" of this perfect system. Born as a Zero, Elian possesses no ability to project Axiom. His life is a mere struggle for survival in the derelict slums of Sector 9, alongside his younger sister, Miya Laurent—a prodigy blessed with a rare, untainted talent. Their fragile peace is shattered when Inquisitor Valerius, the right hand of the World Government, arrives to conduct an "Induction." Miya is abducted to serve as a "Living Processor"—a human battery destined to maintain the stability of Aethelgard’s skies. Helpless, Elian can only watch as his sister is dragged toward the heavens, leaving him bloodied amidst the ruins of his workshop. However, in the depths of despair and burning rage, something inside Elian’s mind fractures. Elian does not gain the power of Axiom. Instead, he is cursed—or gifted—with a terrifying vision: he begins to see the glitches in every formula of reality. He realizes that his world is not an infinite universe, but a closed curve—a gargantuan scientific experiment known as The Closed Variable. Joined by Caelus, a mysterious mentor who fights using the mathematics of probability, Elian embarks on an impossible journey. From the steam-choked lower districts to the crystalline spires of Sector 1, Elian fights not with brute strength, but by hacking the god-like attacks of the Inquisitors. He has only one goal: To reach the highest peak, rescue Miya, and shatter the false sky into pieces—even if he must prove that all of humanity is nothing more than a variable meant to be deleted by the Creator.
ElianLaurent · 1.9k Views

THE SILENT RUIN OF KINGS

Before the great Mughal Empire, the world feared only one name: The Mongols. They were a storm that destroyed everything in its path. But they made one mistake—they left a young boy alive. Ulfat ul Baet was a child of peace and faith, traveling with his scholar-father and gentle mother. In a single night of horror, the Mongols didn't just attack his caravan; they stole his parents' identities. By wearing the clothes of his mother and father, the invaders tricked Ulfat into a false embrace before murdering his family before his eyes. Dragged into the freezing North as a slave, Ulfat is subjected to years of brutal torture. The Mongols want to break his body, his language, and his Islam. But while they watch his hands work the dirt, they fail to see his mind building a fortress. Ulfat doesn't want to kill the Khan with a sword. He wants to destroy the Mongol Empire from the inside. Through a stroke of culinary genius and psychological manipulation, Ulfat uses the "bond of bread and salt" to fascinate the aging King. In a move that shocks the world, the outsider is named the Successor to the Throne. Now, the slave is the King. But Ulfat hasn't forgotten the blue silk scarf in his pocket or the blood on the Steppe. As the new ruler, he begins a terrifying "Governmental Force." He doesn't burn their cities—he breaks their spirits. He forces the proudest warriors to bow at his parents' graves and slowly rots the empire’s foundation until they have nothing left but their shame. But as Ulfat nears his final revenge, he faces his greatest enemy: his own soul. Will he destroy the world to avenge his past, or will a single memory of his mother's mercy save him before he loses his faith forever?
AFIMANGERZ23 · 5.9k Views

OP: Transmigrated as a Half-Mermaid, I’ll Change the World for Robin

I transmigrated into the worst possible world of One Piece: a Celestial Dragon slave, a mermaid hybrid, and marked on my collarbone. But I know that in the West Sea, there is a blue-eyed girl on the run. So when I was twelve, I found ten-year-old Robin, gave her a bag of bread, three Berries, and a sentence she spent her whole life proving: "Knowledge is innocent." Then I turned around and joined the Navy. I was taken away by Vice Admiral Tsuru to become his disciple, trained by Vice Admiral Garp, and nurtured by Fleet Admiral Sengoku. I climbed to the position of general, my hands stained with countless lives, and built my web of power. I thought I could control everything, until the peacock died in my arms. From that day on, something shattered completely. His naval colleagues began privately referring to Admiral 'Cloud Fox' as "the silver-haired mad dog." It doesn't matter. I would rather become a disciple of the Five Elders, the Financial Martial God, and become Im's sharpest proxy, than hide my ambitions and purposes in the vortex. Hancock loves me, Vivi falls for me in a political marriage, Nami says my embrace is the only safe haven, Perona only stops having nightmares in my arms, and Reiju chases me from dreams into reality. But every night, I still touch the burning mark below my collarbone and think of those pale blue eyes in the granary. Robin, wait a little longer. Wait for me, this mad dog, to... tear the old world apart for you.
Solyura34 · 38.4k Views

Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

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 sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- 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. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 317.4k Views

Sold To Mafia Don

Isabella Martinez’s life shatters in one night. Dragged from her waitress job by loan sharks, she’s thrown onto an auction stage and sold like property to pay her father’s five-million-dollar gambling debt. Terrified and powerless, she watches as wealthy men bid on her future until HE walks in. Dante Moretti. The most dangerous man in New York. A billionaire mafia don who built a twelve-billion-dollar empire on blood and fear. When his cold grey eyes lock on hers, everything changes. He bids ten million dollars without hesitation, buying her in front of everyone. Bella expects horror. Expects to become his slave, his toy, his victim. Instead, she discovers something far more dangerous: Dante Moretti has a code. He protects women and children. He kills traitors without mercy but honors loyalty above all. And despite his brutality, despite the violence she witnesses, despite every reason she should run she’s falling for the devil who bought her. But loving a mafia king comes with deadly consequences. The Russian mob wants revenge. A traitor within Dante’s own family wants him dead. And Bella now seen as his greatest weakness becomes the target of every enemy he’s ever made. Forced to choose between the innocent girl she was and the warrior she needs to become, Bella must learn to fight, to kill, and to embrace the darkness. Because in Dante’s world, there are only two options: become the mafia queen who stands beside him… Or die. From sold at auction to ruling an empire. From victim to queen. From captive to the most dangerous woman in the underworld. This is the story of a girl who was bought for five million dollars and became worth five billion. Welcome to the mafia. Welcome to love. Welcome to war.
Bestbabe · 16.6k Views

Shining Light In Steel [A Girls Frontline Fanfic]

(Exported from Wattpad. You can check it out in Wattpad if you want. And if you want, you can also support me both in Wattpad and here in Webnovel!) --- Alright, let's see what we have here: - A young man with amnesia. But not just any young man with amnesia, but a supposed 'young man' with amnesia who's comprised of metal, wires, and complex programs. [√] - Suddenly woke up from a cryostasis inside of an old bunker with no explanation whatsoever. [√] - Having no clue what is even going on around him. [√] - Decides to walk out from the said bunker after gathering the scraps left behind by the former inhabitant and embark on his new adventure into the strange new world. [√] Those aspect combined fits well into the typical 'protagonist woke up with amnesia and set out for his journey across the new world and to defeat the main antagonist' kind of story. But unfortunately, this isn't the fantasy world that he's expecting/hoping to woke up into. Instead, he's greeted by the rusty, gritty sight of Earth in the year 2060's. Undead abominable creations caused by 'ELID', rogue robots that kills any living beings on sight, factions consist of ideals & goals, and the political power at play across Europe. With all being said, let's see how this 'young man' could fare against the unforgiving reality of the situation He have put himself into against his own will. Whether a variable like him could truly shine a bright light among the other beacons, to make a different in the brave new world He woke up into, or will the past memories He no longer remember eventually caught onto to him; forcing him into circumstances that question and put his own choices, morality, necessity, and dignity to the test. (Girls Frontline belong to MICA Team)
WackyWriting101 · 4.3k Views