tragedy

Jacob Steve, an Old Man, died at 116 after living a whole life. But Jacob always had a dark side, which he always suppressed and hid from others. However, in the later years of his life, when death was inevitable, he understood there wasn't any point in having wealth, knowledge, or desires if you couldn't have a life to enjoy them. He became obsessed with fabled immortality and devoted his remaining life to extending his fleeting lifespan, but just like any other, he failed. However, he mysteriously got another chance at life and found a way that led to fabled immortality. But he was also forewarned that the way led to it was filled with blood and darkness! In the end, Jacob chose it anyway with no way of going back, and it was also the start of his suffering and his icky, brutal journey toward the 'Immortality' he wanted so badly! ______ Discord Server: https://discord.gg/j2t4Fazj

They called him a demon. They spat on him in the streets. They let him eat alone for twelve years. And when the Heavenly Screen flashed across the sky—showing Naruto Uzumaki as the man who would end everything—the first thing he whispered wasn't rage or vengeance. It was: "Why didn't anyone tell me my parents died for me?" This isn't a story about a hero turning evil. It's about a boy who loved too hard in a world that only taught him how to bleed. And when the screen revealed everything Konoha buried—the lies, the cover-ups, the bodies in the basement—Naruto didn't become a monster. He just stopped pretending to be their hero.

Marcus woke up to find himself transmigrated into the dark novel The Nightshade Tragedy, becoming that very same street-roaming scoundrel—Marcus—who deceives and marries the disabled heiress only to end up as fish feed in the end. Faced with the female lead, Elena Nightshade, who appears sickly and coughs up blood on the surface but is actually ruthless and merciless

What happens when everyone thinks you're one thing… and you know you're another? Sometimes, we aren't who we think we are. Or worse: we aren't who others think we are. This is the story of Sofia Mir, an 18-year-old who went to university far from her hometown to forget her past. She decides to create a new identity so that others perceive her as the person she wants to be. However, her true identity is called into question when one of her friends decides to investigate her. This is a journey into the invisible: what we hide… and what truly makes us human.

Su Xuan descended upon Teyvat with a thunderclap, awakening a mysterious Diary System. Every emotion stirred by its entries turned into points—points he could use to draw powers from countless worlds. And what did he do right after arriving? He went straight to find the Electro Archon herself. “Ba’alzebul,” he grinned, eyes shining with mischief, “mind if I take your blade for a spin?” Yae Miko folded her arms, tail practically swishing. “Who would’ve thought? Ei—our proud Raiden Shogun—completely powerless the moment she ran into… what was it? Ah. Superpower: Telekinesis.” Hu Tao gasped dramatically. “Heaven overturned, life and death reversed… and now Su Xuan wants to open a shop right at Wangsheng Funeral Parlor’s doorstep? Is he planning to leave this Hall Master with zero customers?!” Skirk’s voice drifted out like moonlight over snow. “Let this round moon rise… mm. Such youthful spirit. I like it.” Mavuika’s eyes widened in awe. “Mighty Spirit… Equal to the Heavens… A single strike that could crack Teyvat open? Is that truly something a mortal can wield?” Raiden Ei tightened her grip on her polearm, determination blazing. “Su Xuan… let me try swinging that staff of yours too!”

Satoshi, a teenager living under the shadow of childhood trauma, becomes trapped in a dark and ambiguous relationship with a girl named Misaki—a figure who blends gentleness, secrecy, and madness in a strangely captivating way. Their meeting is not the beginning of an ordinary love story, but the start of a fracture in reality, a moral unraveling, and the awakening of a long-sleeping dark side within Satoshi. As they gradually reveal their pasts, hurt each other, and merge their separate ruins, the line between truth and manipulation begins to blur. Misaki becomes a friend, an enemy, a teacher, a shadow, and an addiction—while Satoshi slowly loses himself, only to discover something darker… something that had always quietly lived within him. The story moves like Shutter Island infused with Black Swan-like tragedy: a psychological journey that peels back layers of old wounds, accompanied by an obsessive bond born from fragility, revenge, and the need to be understood. From the villa tragedy that shattered Satoshi’s childhood, to Misaki’s subtle manipulation that cuts deep into his soul, the story leads them toward a final symphony—letters, confessions, and an unfinished truth. Because their love is not about healing. Their love is about finding oneself in the darkness. And the darkness… has always wanted them both.

Do you remember, Katharina?" he whispered to the empty darkness. "And You looked so terrified." He laughed, a dry, rattling sound. He stood up, shaking off the debris of a decade. "You asked me... 'You thought I want it for a quick heal, Katharina?'" He mocked his own past intensity, tracing the stone rim of his sarcophagus. "You think I’m like those common leeches out there, hiding in the sewers, afraid of a little holy water?'" He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing in dark red in the dark "No. If one of them even touched a drop of this no they'll will die pathetic. But look at me Still here, Still whole." He bore his fangs feeling the power surge. "'Too pure for them. But I am a Pure-Blood vampire.'" He looked up toward the sealed entrance, where a sliver of daylight cracked through. "The False Immortality now' ends," he growled, the promise finally coming to fruition. "No more hiding in the shadows. I will walk under the sun and watch it burn everyone else to dust." He smiled, his fangs glinting. "And you... my darling will die with your whole damn empire .."

A young novelist dies on earth, and he was granted a second chance. Now at the world of all Origin, he will use his experience and knowledge to uncover the secrets that hid behind this world, all while using them to create a world where him and his family could live their second life to its fullest. Join our journey as we unravel the mysteries of this world, in the eyes of the novelist, Haruto Kanzaki. ... Read the story if ur curious. you won't regret it.

Danny is an *Ancient Demi High Human Alpha*, also known as the *Luminaries Primordial Alpha*, a being who has lived for countless millennia. His magical power are vast, yet he chooses to use only simple abilities in daily life — super speed, strength, defense, regeneration, flight, invisibility, teleportation, and even instant cash when needed. Extremely cautious, he always scans his surroundings for witnesses or hidden cameras before using magic. Despite the ease with which he could become a tycoon, he finds such power boring. Instead, he prefers to live quietly, low key, and experience the modern world as an ordinary human. What the world calls magic… Danny remembers as infancy. He existed before structured mana systems, before academies, before ranking pillars tried to categorize power into numbers. In an age where reality was raw and unfiltered, he was not a student of magic — he was one of the forces that shaped how magic learned to behave. Fragments of ancient civilizations still carry echoes of him in myths: a silent traveler, a witness to collapses, a guardian who intervened only when extinction stood at the door. Entire bloodlines unknowingly descend from moments where he chose to spare a city instead of letting history erase it. But immortality breeds a unique fatigue. After watching empires rise and rot in repeating patterns, Danny stopped searching for meaning in dominance. The modern era fascinates him not because it is powerful, but because it is fragile. Humans pretending to control forces they barely understand amuse him more than any war ever did. The academy is not a goal. It is entertainment. A controlled ecosystem where ambition, fear, pride, and desperation collide in predictable ways. To him, it is a living experiment — a place to observe how this generation dances with power. Yet beneath his boredom lies instinct. Danny recognizes movements others cannot see: hidden organizations shifting pieces, forbidden rituals resurfacing under new names, cult structures repeating ancient mistakes he watched destroy worlds before. He does not intervene immediately. He never does. He waits. Because history has taught him one rule: Civilizations reveal their true nature only when they believe no god is watching. And Danny has mastered the art of pretending to be human long enough to let them forget. ---

Ansh never wanted to be a hero. Born with a Trident Mark that ties him to an ancient sealed horror called the Nightmare, he’s spent his life learning to hold back — to keep the people he loves safe. Siya, his twin, is the light he clings to; Yami and Baba are the family he chooses. When Chhaya arrives — a hard, sapphire-marked mentor with more questions than answers — Ansh is forced into brutal training. The lessons aren’t about strength alone. They’re about seeing: Void Sense slows time and tests the mind, and without control, power is a curse. Outside the training ground, the world stirs. A network of hunters and scholars track relics that hum with long-buried magic, and the discovery that more relics exist than anyone believed turns quiet lives into a battlefield. Loyalties will be tested, secrets will surface, and survival will demand choices. If you like character-driven fantasy that balances found-family warmth with hard, consequence-laden progression — slow-burn training, moral stakes, and a creeping relic hunt that pulls ordinary people into extraordinary danger — follow Ansh as he learns what it really costs to be chosen.

Alfred, a self-styled "temporary soulmate," specializes in cinematic one-night stands followed by elaborate gaslighting. To avoid messy breakups, he uses decoys and fake identities—like "Bartholomew from Toronto"—to vanish entirely. Alfred believes his "mercy" preserves the romance, but his commitment to the bit leaves a trail of bewildered women. how long will that continue to work for him?

Lightweight system) (Slow-heating) Aegon travels to the world of A Song of Ice and Fire and becomes Aegon Targaryen, who shares the same name. Good news: He possesses the bloodline of the Valyrian Dragon King and can ride dragons. Bad news: I didn't transmigrate into Aegon the Conqueror who conquered the Seven Kingdoms, nor into any of the Targaryen kings in history, but into "Little Aegon"—yes, the one who got smashed against a wall by the Mountain and had his head split open. To make matters worse, the Targaryen dynasty had already fallen, and a usurper had ascended the throne in King's Landing. He could only drag his broken body and rely on the system to stay alive as he fled to the Narrow Sea. Aegon thought he was getting a tragic and heartbreaking script, but what happened? Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully checked in at the Valyrian Ruins and received 1 chance to win a prize. Ding! Congratulations, host, you have drawn the Golden Legendary item and obtained King Ghidorah (juvenile form). Aegon stared in astonishment at the grotesque three-headed beast on the system screen: "Wait... is this art style right?!" When the shadow of a three-headed dragon, obscuring the sky, swept across King's Landing, when the chaotic Seven Kingdoms were reunited under the dragon's wings, and when usurpers and traitors were reduced to ashes in the flames, the maesters who wrote the Targaryen Chronicles bestowed upon him the title "Aegon the Avenger" after Aegon the Conqueror.

Matthew Ashford gave up his name, his fortune, and his family for the woman he loved. On the night he planned to propose, Maya Davis died saving his life. Or so he was told. Three years later, Matthew has rebuilt everything, except his heart. Across the street, a woman with no memories wakes up, drawn to a life that feels hauntingly familiar. She doesn’t know she was once loved. He doesn’t know she’s still alive. When the girl he thought was dead returns, will love survive the truth that tore them apart?

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...

Transported three thousand years into the past, onto the ancient land of Teyvat, Luo Li awakens to a mysterious Immortal Sign-In System. From a fragile mortal who could only cling to life, he slowly becomes a wandering witness of history—his footsteps leaving quiet marks across all seven nations. Lumie (Lumine): “I’ve been exploring various domains lately… A strange number of ancient texts mention someone named Luo Li. Who exactly is he?” Venti: “Him? Luo Li? Ahaha, that’s my good brother—the one who helped me topple the tyrant ruling the Tower of Fierce Winds! Slurp… His wine? I can still taste it to this day!” Zhongli: “Contracts of Liyue stretching back three thousand seven hundred years still hold true. A pity… many old friends have long since departed. Hm? You found him alive? That is… delightful news.” Raiden Ei: “My heart died long ago—ever since my sister and he fell into the Abyss five hundred years prior. Truly, only eternity can stand against the order of heaven.” Lumine: “But… I saw him in Liyue just recently, listening to music with someone named ‘Zhen’.” Raiden Ei: “??? This moment—comes annihilation! (yandere expression)”

Weronika is a person who always carries a very deep hatred. Towards those who are called villainous mages, in this magical world. That is because, all of them have caused her to lose everything. Specifically, they killed her parents, along with the relatives she loved most. Not stopping there, they also caused her to lose her beloved homeland, as well as the land where she was born and raised since childhood. Not only that, Weronika was also pursued by them non-stop to kill her at all costs. Precisely because of that, her hatred, towards those villainous mages, rose higher day by day and could never end. Therefore, from that moment onwards, she made an extremely profound oath to her own self that. * One day I will make this damn and wretched world! * Become a place that is truly wonderful and better than ever! * So that all the people who have to suffer the same fate as me, will no longer have to live in this scene of sorrow and tragedy anymore!

"Y..you are not...aahh.. my husband... uhmm..who are y...you? stay away... ", Liang said. He used his strength to remove the unknown alpha from his body. The alpha made Liang mess on the bed while leaving his body weight over him. His strong and dominant alpha pharamons made Liang feel dizzy. Liang's eyes were half closed, he wasn't in senses as he was drugged. The alpha kissed him and left marks on his body. He was inside him and kept thrusting him like an animal. Liang could understand that the alpha wasn't his husband. He was in pain. "Cheng... where are you?", Liang said in a lazy voice. He wanted to shout but he couldn't do it. The alpha captured Liang's upper lip and sucked him with pressure by pulling the lip inside his mouth. Liang was getting breathless. He looked at the ceiling with his wet eyes. His body didn't have enough strength to push the alpha away. "C..Cheng..", Liang said in his cracking voice. He held the alpha's shoulder and tried to push him. "Call me daddy!", Finally the alpha said in his deep dominant voice. Again he thrusted deeply and pinned both his hands on the bed. "Ah...", Liang groaned in pain and slowly he closed his eyes. What Liang will do when he will found that his husband tricked him and sold him to a mafia king? How will the mafia king Wang Yuhang treat Liang? This story contains adult content, angst, forced relationship, emotional breakdown, betrayal power and conspiracy. I hope you will enjoy this story.

Shadows We Loved is a powerful social drama that follows David, a young man whose descent into drug addiction slowly dismantles his sense of responsibility, love, and morality. As his life unravels, his wife Jennifer bears the unseen cost—enduring emotional abuse, social judgment, and financial hardship while desperately trying to hold their marriage together. Through Jennifer’s quiet strength and David’s painful reckoning, the novel exposes how addiction devastates not only the user but those who love them most. Raw, compassionate, and deeply human, Shadows We Loved delivers a sobering message about love, survival, and the importance of awareness, accountability, and rehabilitation in confronting drug abuse.

Butterflies drink tears to harvest sorrow, but who comforts the one who wrote the sorrow? Gazelle was a writer who built worlds to escape her own traumatic past, but when she wakes up inside the very fiction she did not create, she realizes her mind has become her cage. In this realm, the butterflies are cursed witnesses, the forests are untamed, and the characters she penned have gained a terrifying consciousness. Raven, who was supposed to be a mere figment of ink and paper, is now alive—and he knows his creator. He is broken, angry, and undeniably real. But he is not the only one who has awakened. The ruthless Morgan family, the tyrants, are hunting the "Gazelle." They know that capturing the author means controlling their fate, and they will spill blood to rewrite their endings. Forced to rely on the survival skills of a childhood she hated, Gazelle must navigate a world where reality is fracturing. Trapped between a creation that resents her and a love that shouldn't exist, she must answer one question: Can she survive the story she did not even start, or will the characters write her end? * "This is not a love story. This is life."

In a world where the gods are long gone, only their cursed relics remain—twisting anyone desperate enough to use them. Vael never wanted power. He only wanted to survive. But when his village is destroyed by a warlord wielding a relic of the old gods, he’s left with nothing… except a choice: die broken, or take up the artifact that calls to him by name. The moment he touches it, everything changes. The gods didn’t vanish—they were betrayed. And something older, something worse, is beginning to stir beneath the ruins they left behind. As the power eats away at his mind, Vael must decide what he's becoming. Because in a world like this, monsters aren’t born. They’re made.