tragedy

Ena was just an ordinary person until she boarded the train and awakened a mysterious system. What started as a simulation quickly spiraled out of control.

Xu Yang should have died. Instead, he awakened inside a book he once read trapped in a cultivation world ruled by ruthless Heaven and merciless laws. His new identity? A Cat Demon. Granted nine lives, each bound to a cruel condition: death is mandatory. Every life is a cycle. Every death pushes him deeper into the story he never finished. As righteous sects hunt demons and fate tightens its grip, Xu Yang must survive a world that sees him as prey and a Heaven that demands his obedience. But destiny makes mistakes. Somewhere in this world stands a man who was never meant to care for demons, never meant to defy Heaven, and never meant to fall in love. In a story where death is guaranteed, what happens when love becomes the variable Heaven cannot control? First time writing fantasy story! Hope you enjoy:)

She was sold as a servant. He was never meant to notice her. But the moment her blood touched him— He could no longer let her go. Lyra Valen was born from a sin she never chose. As a half-blood witch, the illegitimate daughter of a servant and a powerful noble, she grows up in poverty, burdened by debt and hatred. After her mother’s death, Lyra is sold to a royal magic academy in Scotland—not as a student, but as a servant. Invisible. Disposable. Worthless. Until the day everything changes. When Lyra is injured, her blood accidentally heals someone—and exposes a secret that should have stayed buried. Her blood can save lives, but every use leaves her weaker, closer to collapse. Worse, her touch reveals fragments of people’s pasts, uncovering truths no one wants known. In a world built on lies, Lyra becomes a walking threat. Kael Draven, the kingdom’s most feared young knight, never cared about someone like her—until her blood saves him. From that moment, something shifts. Not just in his mind… but in his body. He can feel her. And he cannot let her go. As Lyra is dragged into academy politics, dangerous experiments, and the attention of powerful families—including the one that abandoned her—her existence becomes a prize worth fighting for. But the more she uncovers, the clearer the truth becomes: Her blood doesn’t just heal. It binds. And in a world where power decides everything… Lyra may be the most dangerous existence of all.

THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION! #### Everyone has a purpose in life, and Kyo's purpose is to be the biggest name in the entertainment world. Start with books. Then, screenplays. How about drawing comics? What if I try writing a song? I'm handsome, why don't I become an actor? Everything Kyo touches ends up becoming a hit. Even as a child, he was considered a legend in the entertainment world.

1000.....years......that's as far as I can count before I stopped. From that point on, I don't know how long I have been falling down....the Void is indeed infinite, but at least it's quiet here, gives me time to think, to look back at what I've learned, and do something about them....just to maintain something of myself.... Who knows? Maybe I will need them once I arrive at a new world.....hard to tell, maybe I will keep falling until this last soul fragment of mine wither away.... Memories? I don't think I need them anymore....not that they are pleasant....most of them are.....painful...a living weapon made to slaughter.....Wait....do I need them anymore? There are still those care about me, right? 'Mother' 'Friend' 'Love', at least I know there are 3 of them care about me....wherever they are.....but....do they still remember me.....or can I return to them one day? Hard to tell..... How long has it been? I don't know....3000 more years.....2 seconds....I don't know......maybe I'll sleep alittle, *yawn* let's hope when I wake up, I see more than darkness........

Somewhere between death and memory, she was remade. Pulled from the ashes of a failed expedition, a nameless girl wakes in a place called Solmere Bastion — an alchemical refuge built for the broken and forgotten. With no past but the relic she clutches, she is reborn as Ravine — a name given, not remembered. But the Dead Zone does not let go so easily. Whispers linger. Dreams unravel. The relic she carries is no ordinary pendant — it's a Matron’s Bloom; a sacred object passed only to those meant to carry on a bloodline... or a burden. As Ravine walks the rain-soaked halls of the Bastion, haunted by names that might have once been hers, she must uncover not just who she was — but who she is becoming. Because in this world, alchemy gives nothing for free. To live again is to owe something. And the Gate always comes to collect. Aporia is a slow-burn fantasy of identity, grief, and quiet magic — perfect for fans of lyrical prose, introspective journeys, and stories that linger long after the last page.

Number Nine is a man who exists on the edge of everything. A ruthless killer, precise and calculating, his actions leave no room for weakness or hesitation. But beneath the silence of his cold exterior lies a fractured past-a web of lies, pain, and memories that he himself doesn't fully understand. With a pistol as his only companion, Number Nine drifts through a city teeming with chaos and corruption, an enigma to all who cross his path. He never speaks of his past, never explains his purpose. The world may try to box him in with labels and theories, but he is no one's puppet. Not a monster, not a hero-just a shadow who moves in the space between. As he moves through the streets, leaving only death in his wake, one question lingers: who is Number Nine, really? And will he ever be more than the sum of his fractured past?

The cultivation world is cruel and ruthless, with powerful forces falling left and right under the yoke of the strongest. A system established millions of years ago... Can the Qing clan, a small clan from a minor realm, with only exceptional luck and a powerful lineage, break the system established since ancient times? Can Qing Xuanling, a mere full-root spiritual cultivator, the worst talent in the cultivation world, lead her clan to the top while protecting what she loves, or will she be lost in the sea of ​​blood hidden at the very foundation of the world she lives in? * * * * This is a slow-paced clan cultivation novel with a Yuri twist. Don't expect a fast pace or for the protagonist, Qing Xuanling, to be the undisputed pillar of the Qing clan. I've never liked that. What's the point of a clan if it's only sustained by the protagonist? This clan is full of dragons and phoenixes, where our protagonist will somehow stand out with her wit and talent. Please support this novel a lot. I'll be posting a patreon starting around chapter ten or maybe fifteen, so please support it. Whether I continue this novel or not depends on it~ -------------------------- This is my Patreon, please support it! There are up to ten chapters available in advance! By the way, this novel is also available on Royal Road. https://patreon.com/Raven_Feather?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink

As I made my way to the company to tackle an urgent crisis that demanded immediate attention. I suddenly found myself transported into a world that struck a curious balance between the familiar and the extraordinary. It was a surreal experience, filled with sights and sounds that echoed my own reality, yet everything felt uniquely different—vibrant colors, unusual landscapes, and characters who seemed both strange and oddly relatable. It left me pondering deeply: was this truly the life I envisioned for myself? Or perhaps this surreal scenario was merely a distraction from the pressing issues I was meant to confront? As these thoughts swirled in my mind, I couldn't shake off a more troubling concern. At the forefront of my worries was Miss Chan, a elderly women who always seemed to see the world colorful. I couldn’t help but think that she might unjustly hold herself responsible for the incident in the train. The thought of her blaming herself for a situation that was beyond her control was distressing to me. I wished so fervently for her to understand that she should not guilt herself over this; it was not her fault. I mentally urged her, “Please don’t let this burden weigh you down. You have done nothing wrong, and that is what truly matters.” "It was my decision."

Death is peace. Nothing moves, nothing talks, nothing disturbs. It is a dark place full of nothing. Death keeps everything for itself. But when Life is involved, nothing is certain. Light penetrated the darkness, illuminating the pale face of a boy. He, without a name and a past, was honoured with two blessings, or curses. A fragment of the soul of Light and a new name. When the Savior woke up in a ruined world, far past his glorious days, he found out that his presence wasn't welcomed. Hate, suspicion, and new friends kept him company in his first and last peaceful days, before death followed him everywhere. Weak and inexperienced, he will be sent off to explore an unknown part of that dead world. He will do whatever it takes to survive against the horrors he will find in his way, where death, trauma, and distant memories will shape him. He will manage to be the Savior who will save the Light and its people? Regardless of the answer, his mere presence changed the fate of the entire world.

In a parallel world created by a God who abandoned his world, the year is 2044. Heiss and Kalika, invented names with damaged pasts, without well-remembered parents and with supposed new families. The perfect codex created for killing with multiple personality problems and the successor who will begin her family's revenge. Two young people with peculiar inheritances, but with no one to accompany them at first, will face a world led to decadence and corruption. Ruled by idealism, religion, politics, and lost history. They will go against what the world has established, fighting against the districts and the different groups with the most power in the world, trying to win as many allies as possible along the way. All for “change,” because whenever there is change, we are closer to perfection or, at least, further away from the demons that torment us. Pain, love, despair, every emotion you have ever felt in your life is experienced like a roller coaster ride. Only through learning can this world be understood, and only then can one understand oneself better. I recommend starting with the author's notes.

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

Shayda Morning-Dew was living her best life, about to be engaged so she could finally live her forever with Asher. It was all she had dreamt of, a small home with 2 kids and a day filled with immature pranks. Those dreams and hopes she had filtered away in the moment, when she saw her boyfriend with her best friend. there was a proposal, but it was never hers. the life she had wanted cut short by the two people she trusted the most but things turn very spicy quickly. The Grim Reaper assigned to take her to the Afterlife turns out to be hot, single and flirty and is definitely making her feel like a teenager all over again. If Shayda had a horrible life before, she was determined to live her death in the most unhinged way possible with a new name.

DROPPED!!

Freshman Gu Yi thought university would be a new beginning: classes, friends, freedom… nothing extraordinary. But one night at the freshman welcome gathering, a single decision changed everything. Drunk and disoriented, he crosses paths with Shui Mingyun—the campus beauty from one of the city’s most prestigious families. A late-night hotel check-in, a shared room, and a single impulsive night set off a chain of events neither of them could have imagined. Weeks later, Shui Mingyun discovers she’s pregnant. Alone, she makes a choice: to carry the child—or children—without telling him, protecting him from the burden while raising them herself. Two years pass. Gu Yi, always responsible and dependable, remains unaware… until the truth comes crashing into his life. Faced with three children and the consequences of a single night, Gu Yi must step up, not only as a father but as a man worthy of the family he never knew he had. From campus chaos to sleepless nights, from fear to determination, this is a story of responsibility, sacrifice, and building a future from scratch. Will love survive the secrets, the time, and the weight of three lives?

Power is not found through some arbitrary system, sacred teaching, or the tedious crawling through dungeons with unknown beasts or opponents lurking around every corner. Nor is it the ability to harvest the best fruit of the land - no matter if the fruit is a dragon, beast, or weapon. Courage, Wisdom, Friendship, and Love were the Four Souls needed to forge the Shikon Jewel in Inuyasha's mythos if one wanted to be righteous. Corruption of either part of the souls created Magatsuhi and Naraku, and the same can be said for the Lord of the Western Lands, Sesshomaru. But, how true is that when we know little about his past or him for that matter? Do you truly believe his story ended in the Final Act simply because he defeated Meido Zangetsuha and obtained Bakusaiga? Or, is there untapped power beyond his father's trials? What must be learned in order to truly rule the House of Inu?

Everyone just wants to be happy. Some may call it a happily ever after. But what does that really mean? To be "Happy"? Can everyone be happy? Is it ever too late? Is it just as simple as "Making friends", "Having a good family" or "being successful"? Who knows, and who even cares. At the end of the day, it all sounds like a lie... or is it?

In a world veiled in enigma. Ruled by distant gods and eldritch entities had its story set in stone. An ode began to form. It wasn't in the concept that flourish instantly. No, it is in the figure of a woman whose identity was that of an ordinary secretary working for an unincorporated company. Would you like to see a new perspective and begin to love the 'Original' once more? How far would you cross between the border of a canon and a fiction? "Lord of Mysteries: Goddess of Origin."

The Peerless Tang Sect is an era without hope, an age controlled by an invisible hand. It appears vibrant, full of life, and ablaze with brilliance, yet beneath that prosperous facade lies corruption without hope or possibility. Birth, decay, and death form the inescapable cycle of all things. And yet, even in the harshest environments, the most tenacious lives can still bloom into defiant flowers. Even amid corruption, vivid colors can still emerge. Forced by disaster to become an evil soul master, Chen Ming refuses to surrender to fate. Even if he is treated like a stray dog in the street, he will never stop barking at the heavens themselves. All things decay, but all beings are immortal.

Tags: [Naruto] [System] [Fanfiction] [Rogue Ninja] [Dark] [Female Lead] Status: [Non-Transmigration] [Canon Divergence] This is the story of a girl who yearned for peace, only to fall step-by-step into the depths of darkness. To leap from a mere single tomoe directly to the Mangekyo Sharingan… just how much agonizing pain must one endure? Kanon Uchiha, the biological younger sister of Itachi and Sasuke, finds herself thrust into the nightmare of the Uchiha Clan Downfall. As the massacre begins, she is forced into a desperate confrontation with the Mysterious Masked Man. In Kanon’s heart, her parents were her entire world. When she finally drags her battered, broken body through the streets of Konoha and stumbles back to her home, she is met only with the cold, lifeless corpses of her mother and father, lying in a pool of thickening blood. In that singular, soul-shattering moment, the vibrant field of flowers that bloomed within her heart... Was crushed to ash.