tragedy

The ashes that fell the night Raizen’s village burned weren’t black. They were gold. Nyxes - creatures of living shadow that he swore to kill - have hunted humanity for as long as anyone remembers. Mindless. Relentless. Unquestioned. The Vanguards kill them, history doesn’t want to remember them, and nobody wants to ask what came before. But something did come before. Something older than the monsters. Something that whispers inside Raizen's mind. Something that looked at him dying and decided he was worth keeping. Waiting. Silently. Now, he walks in a world built on beautiful lies. Eon turns desperation into miracles, Luminite weapons rewrite the rules of what's possible, and everywhere - buried truths that refuse to stay dead. The city says the war is simple: humanity versus darkness. But the higher Raizen climbs, the more the walls look like cages - and the more he wonders who they were really built to keep out If he wants to survive, he must grow stronger. If he wants answers, he must become someone not even the nightmares can ignore. …But to win? He may have to burn everything in his way - and pray the thing watching from the dark doesn’t remember him.

"Immortality? That can be lonely. And in the end, everyone will die. It doesn’t matter what you do to escape it—sooner or later, all shall taste death. It is already written; it’s only a matter of when and how. But glory… glory is the answer. Glory will outlive flesh and bones. Glory is what we should strive for, not immortality." ~~~~ Robin Burton was a young man who grew up with everything anyone could ever hope for: immense talent in cultivation, a sharp mind, and a wealthy family that would stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything—except the will to make use of it. "Why should I walk the same path as my ancestors? Why must I seek strength just to defeat one rival or compete with another? That is not what I was born for!" --- “…Heh\~” Robin let out a long sigh. “Pursuing power was never my goal. I left my family and secluded myself to escape those pointless struggles for authority. I wanted to explore the universe, and to explore myself first… yet time and again, I was dragged into devastating wars. I wanted to benefit people with my knowledge and immortalize my name, yet worlds fell and hundreds of billions died because of me. Ironic, hah?”

Once the crown prince of a mighty imperial dynasty, Long Shen was now on a death bed . Because those who feared the Long clan chose annihilation over coexistence. Through a forbidden resurrection art, he returns from death—only to awaken with two terrifying presences within his Sea of Consciousness: the soul of a Buddhist Abbot, master of enlightenment and restraint, and the soul of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, embodiment of destruction and tyranny. Reborn into a world that believes him dead, Long Shen hides behind a calm and calculating mind, observing, planning, and waiting. He does not rush. He does not waste moves. Every step is measured, every scheme layered. Yet fragments of that night still haunt him: the imperial halls burning, blood on jade steps, and the knowledge that his entire family was erased—not for their crimes, but because their rising power had become a threat. When the time for revenge arrives, mercy becomes a luxury he no longer affords. With heaven and demon sharing his mind, he walks a path between compassion and annihilation, using wisdom as his blade and ruthlessness as his shield. As old conspiracies resurface and empires begin to shake, the fallen crown rises once more from death. This time, he will not be hunted. This time, he will be the one they fear. He will rule—as the Dual-Soul Sovereign.

Arlott was never meant to live. Born with demon blood and raised as a weapon, he was feared before he could speak and hated before he could choose. To humans, he is a mistake. To demons, he is an insult. To himself, he is something worse — a survivor. Each battle sharpens his body, but erodes his humanity. Each life he takes pushes him further from the fragile boy he once was. Yet in a world that only understands violence, compassion is a weakness he cannot afford. This is not the story of a chosen hero. This is the story of a man shaped by rejection, hardened by cruelty, and forced to decide whether he will become a monster… or something far more dangerous. A dark, psychological fanfic exploring identity, trauma, and the cost of survival.

In una città moderna dove umani e vampiri convivono senza saperlo, la Redline Corp opera come una compagnia di consegne perfettamente legale. Lily è solo una rider che cerca di sopravvivere. Firma un contratto, rispetta le regole e non fa troppe domande. Finché scopre che alcune consegne non sono pacchi. Sono persone. Scelte per il loro sangue. Vincolate dal consenso. Quando Lily oltrepassa la linea rossa, diventa un’anomalia in un sistema costruito per controllare fame, potere e identità.

Within the occult of spirits and magic, Hermann finds himself to be the center of a series of incidents which blur the lines between reality and dreams. As the world around him becomes riddled with strange "sights" from his newfound power, he gains both the luck, and misfortune of being omniscient, at the price of rebellion against omnipotence itself. While Hermann tries to solve the mystery at every step of the grand game, he not only becomes the puppet of other spirits who try to rebel against the Heavenly Lord, but he also becomes lost in the crux of time. Similar to the symbol of identity he unwillingly inherits at the cost of rebellion, he becomes both the played, and the player of the orchestra. This is the story of "The Spiritus."

Vishal never believed in shadows… until one started following him. What begins as a strange message on his phone slowly turns into a nightmare where mirrors whisper, doors open on their own, and familiar faces can no longer be trusted. In a quiet house filled with silence, something ancient awakens — a presence that doesn’t attack from outside, but enters through fear itself. Each chapter pulls Vishal deeper into a world where reality bends, reflections lie, and every sound could be the last warning. This is not just a horror story. It’s a psychological thriller about curiosity, darkness, and the terrifying truth that sometimes… evil already lives inside the room. Read if you dare — because once the shadow sees you, it never leaves.

In a world divided into four realms—the Mountains of Gods, the Deserts of Demons, the Black Water Ocean, and the lands of mortals—chaos brews. When a peaceful elf village is ravaged by demons, three princesses narrowly escape, guided by a mysterious warrior who promises to help them take revenge. But as their journey unfolds, long-hidden secrets surface: the truth about the enigmatic man, the power of the third sister, and THE HUNT OF GOD'S

Chaos is the ultimate paradox - Life and death, creation and destruction, the beginning and the end. In a hyper-advanced future where everything works on quantum technology, Humanity is in a fierce battle with the chaos fragments - cracks in the universe, leading to a higher dimension. Humans are awakened by the same power, gaining supernatural abilities for their survival. In the shadows of this broken world, Missio Augustus goes on a mission to capture an affiliated drug lord but in the process, relives his trauma from seventeen years ago... Now, tired of life, he watches as a secret organization worshiping an unknown deity slowly exposes humanity's greatest secrets and kills off important figures, all while leading the world towards an unknown ending...

In a kingdom ruled by magic and duty, Ryan is born powerless and ignored. Refusing to accept a weak fate, he walks a forbidden path where shadows answer ambition. As his power grows, so does the cost—forcing him to choose between control, morality, and the throne itself.

A boy trapped in a dull and suffocating life finds no joy in dreams, love, or ambition. Every day feels the same—empty, predictable, meaningless. But in the silent depths of sleep, another world calls to him. A world where primal essence shapes destiny, where warriors rise through ten ranks of cultivation, and where the sky itself bows to those who dare to soar. When his ordinary life reaches its breaking point, he awakens in this mysterious realm— a place that feels more real than reality itself. Here, he discovers purpose. Here, he finds freedom. Here… he begins to dream again. As the boundary between the real world and the Martial Dream World blurs, he must choose: remain chained to a life of monotony, or embrace the path of cultivation that could remake his fate. His journey begins with a single step— but the world of his dreams may demand everything from him.

In a universe where power is decided at birth, worlds are divided into nobles and commoners— and Ethan was born on a planet that doesn’t even deserve to be noticed. On the lowest-ranked world, humans awaken at fifteen, bound by rigid limits imposed by bloodline, destiny, and fate itself. Most gain insignificant abilities. Some gain nothing at all. Ethan expects no miracle. But when he steps into the Temple of Awakening, something ancient stirs, something that was never meant to awaken on a lower world. The System records his awakening… then hesitates. In a universe ruled by elite worlds, origin planets, and cosmic bloodlines, Ethan’s existence becomes an anomaly—one that threatens the balance between fate and free will. To rise, he must challenge the limits of evolution itself. To survive, he must walk a path no human was ever meant to tread. This is not a story of destiny chosen. This is the story of destiny broken.

In a kingdom ruled by duty and ambition, a forbidden love blooms in secret, threatening to overturn centuries of power. A prophecy whispers of a union so powerful it could unite kingdoms and yet, jealousy and betrayal lurk closer than loyalty. Two sisters are bound by fate, one radiant and untouchable, the other shadowed and cunning, both pawns and players in a game they never chose. When a legendary warrior arrives, drawn inexplicably to the one she cannot claim, passion ignites, scandal spreads, and hearts are tested against the weight of destiny. A mother’s obsession, a kingdom’s fragile politics, and a love that defies rules converge in a storm of desire, deceit, and danger. As betrayal twists into tragedy, the line between loyalty and envy blurs, and only the courage to forgive and the willingness to protect can break the cycle. Bound by a curse older than memory, their fates are etched into a twin rose, one light, one dark, destined to bloom every new life until when love and shadow finally find balance. In a new world where every choice carries consequence, love itself becomes the greatest rebellion, and only those who dare risk everything can hope to see the rose stripped of deceit, blooming in crimson, ivory, and ash.

Clara didn’t come to the devil clan to get married. She came to survive and to take revenge. Years ago, the Devil King, Julian, wiped out her family. Clara was the only one who escaped, hiding the truth of who she really is: an angel soul pretending to be a devil. Now she’s back, standing inside the same kingdom that destroyed everything she loved, engaged to the king’s son. The engagement is supposed to protect her. In reality, it traps her. Ryshian, the heir to the throne, isn’t fooled by her for even a second. He knows she doesn’t belong in Hell, and she knows he sees straight through her lies. They don’t expose each other because they’re bound by an infernal engagement clause one that prevents them from killing each other. So they wait. They argue. They threaten. They smile when they shouldn’t. What starts as pure hatred slowly becomes something more dangerous. Not trust. Not love. Something messy, unwanted, and hard to control. Clara wants the Devil King dead. Ryshian wants to protect his throne. And Hell is watching every move they make. This is a story about revenge, forced bonds, and two enemies tied together long enough to ruin each other or change everything.

Diana was disowned by her family simply for being a girl. Her aunt took care of her until her fifteenth birthday, but when her aunt died, Diana was left alone in a harsh and unforgiving world. In despair, she takes her own life only to be reborn as the queen of an unknown kingdom. Thrust into power, Diana must confront rampant corruption, rebellious nobles, and the ever-growing influence of the cathedral over her people. The deeper she digs to fix the kingdom’s problems, the more entangled they become. Can Diana navigate these overwhelming challenges in a land she barely knows, and will she succeed in restoring the trust of her people in her justice and hope?

Rosemary feels like a wilted flower in her father’s court. Born into a society that places power on a pedestal, her frail body and weak angelic powers only earn scorn from her fellow nobles and icy contempt from her father. Suffocated by whispers and rejection, Rose’s gentle spirit eventually breaks, driving her to do the unimaginable– jumping off a bridge on a stormy day. But as she sinks into the water, memories of her brother's kindness renew her will to live. Yet, it might already be too late as she's dragged under the current of the river. All hope seems lost until a hand reaches into the roaring river and grabs her– a pair of cold eyes purple peer back at her. Would their owner bring the salvation she so desperately craves, or a continuation of the emotional torment she has endured since childhood?

Seventeen-year-old Kaito Endo doesn't remember killing his mother—his mind erased it to survive. When supernatural fragments grant him reality-bending powers across Tokyo, the limitation in his abilities mirrors the fracture in his psyche: he literally cannot hold contradictions. As a enigmatic mastermind orchestrates deadly trials and Kaito's repressed memories begin to surface, he faces an impossible question: can you heal from a truth that will destroy you? A psychological thriller about weaponized trauma, the architecture of denial, and whether choosing humanity over godhood is strength or surrender.

[It's Genderbend!] The world has ended, apparently. I sat down on an overgrown patch of grass, contemplating about things. Soft and fair skin, a frail figure that could snap, lustrous long hair... And a fairly modest chest? Ah, is it that troupe? Where I turned into a girl. Surprising, that's for sure. ...But, does it have to be in a world like this? [Cover was made by a cool person, a friend]

Born as the fourth prince of a decaying empire, Wu An was raised to be brilliant, polite—and irrelevant. Cast aside by his brothers and ignored by his warlord father, he wore his mask well: the quiet scholar, the forgotten son. But when a strange light drags him from his modern world into a twisted imperial court filled with ancient rites and fractured thrones, he awakens in a body shaped for power—and vengeance. To survive the throne room is to master the battlefield. To win the war is to become a monster. When war erupts in the north, Wu An unleashes a brutal campaign of subterfuge and slaughter. But beneath every victory lies something far more terrifying—visions of monks with bone-bead rosaries, scriptures written in blood, and gods that do not belong to this world. At the heart of the empire is a secret buried in ink and ash, and behind every smile in the capital, a knife waits.

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