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Fragments in the Wall

When humanity faces extinction, what breaks first? our bodies, or our humanity? How much of ourselves are we willing to lose to stay alive? In 2104, The world has already ended, but its consequences haven’t. In the OctaCore: the last of humanity's shelters, resources are limited and the radiation is rising fast. Within two years, the surface will become unlivable. Long before that, the food will run out. The monsters that destroyed the world are still out there, but they’re no longer the worst threat. With the shelters on the brink, the council faces an impossible choice: Cull 80% of the population to preserve the remaining 20%, or Launch a suicidal mission into the wasteland to retrieve a supply shipment that could sustain humanity long enough to rebuild. A small team is chosen for the Hail Mary attempt. Memory-scarred survivors, soldiers who’ve already lost too much, and civilians carrying secrets they’d kill to protect—bound together by the thin hope that something out there might still be worth saving. Outside, they will face the world that once was: a ruined city haunted by monsters, nazis and the aftermath of choices no one wants to admit they made. What to Expect: 1. Morally questionable characters 2. No clear good or evil—only survival 3. Character-driven beginning → escalating high-stakes plot 4. Brutal worldbuilding 5. Mature themes (genocide, moral collapse, societal failure) 6. Gore, violent imagery, disturbing psychological content
zachelodeon · 49.8k Views

Memories Like a Dagger

“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is like a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.” — Langston Hughes Whistle remained perched onto his shoulder, black head cocked and its eyes even cockier. Kalani grinned though, despite his disheveled hair. Training against loud noises had been going well, and it wouldn’t be long till they officially moved to the city. Anticipation made his heart fly high. Finally… his family would move to the illustrious Nael, capital of the kingdom of Karst. Yet the world beyond those small routines was far less gentle than the stories suggested. Kingdoms and tribes hid their violence well, their dangers flowing quietly beneath polished surfaces. You didn’t need to dive in to be taken; brushing against it was enough. And so ‘They’ took everything. What remained of him was sealed away, buried where names lost their meaning. Revenge required survival, and survival required obedience. Then she appeared. Not as rescue, and not as hope, but rather as something that didn’t fit. She moved through his world without caution, wings catching air where no fresh wind should exist. Her optimism wasn’t comforting. It was reckless. He told himself to ignore her. Yet he found himself noticing details he had long trained himself not to see: the rhythm of her voice, the way she tilted her head when thinking, and how she flew free like how he used to. He never looked at her for long. “This changes nothing,” he would murmur, though the words rang increasingly hollow. His emerald eyes lingered a second too late, following the outline of wings he knew he should not reach for. Objective first. Always. And yet, some costs are harder to measure than others. … Update Schedule: 2 chapters every month Cover found on Pinterest; artist unknown ;~;
SolAce · 116.6k Views

The Court of Silken Chains

In an empire where silence is law and beauty is political property, gifted women are claimed as sacred “Relics” — ceremonial figures believed to anchor the stability of the throne. When Lianhua is publicly seized under the Quiet Mandate, she does not scream. She observes. Trained within the Veiled Court, she learns that Relics are not honored — they are contained. Draped in silk, worshiped in ritual, but stripped of autonomy, these women serve as symbolic vessels through which the empire binds faith, fear, and obedience. Yet Lianhua quickly realizes something others do not: The empire does not draw strength from the Relics. It depends on them. Assigned four elite enforcers — known as the Black Hands — she begins her quiet rebellion not with blades, but with study. She memorizes doctrine. She deciphers ceremonial language. She watches the fractures in the men assigned to guard her. The Loyalist believes order prevents chaos. The Blade believes strength justifies control. The Scholar believes history defines truth. The Silent One believes nothing at all. Slowly, carefully, Lianhua begins altering small ritual phrases during sacred ceremonies. A word here. A pause there. A symbolic gesture that shifts meaning without breaking law. The people begin whispering. As noble factions compete for influence, the Emperor himself notices her growing impact. Threatened yet intrigued, he offers her a position closer to power — one that could secure her survival at the cost of her autonomy. But Lianhua has already discovered the empire’s most guarded secret: Relics are not symbols of control. They are emotional anchors. If one falls publicly, unrest spreads like fire. If one defies expectation, belief begins to crack. The throne is not protected by armies. It is protected by narrative. And she has learned how to rewrite it. As tensions rise, the Black Hands begin to fracture under the weight of their loyalty. Alliances shift. Rituals become battlegrounds. Love grows in spaces where obedience once lived. When the empire attempts to silence her permanently, it faces an unexpected truth: punishing her may collapse the very belief system that sustains the throne. In a final ceremonial confrontation mirroring the day she was claimed, Lianhua steps forward not as property — but as ideological power. The empire must choose: Destroy her and risk chaos. Or change. The Court of Silken Chains is a dark historical fantasy about ownership, belief, and the quiet, devastating strength of a woman who learns that true rebellion begins in language, not war.
Moonglade_5786 · 324 Views

Forbidden West: Ballad of Akelldema Miyamoto

Born in late 1864 beneath the cold skies of Hokkaido, Akelldema Miyamoto enters a Japan caught between fading steel and rising industry. His father, Hiroshi, once a formidable samurai, has sheathed his blade to serve as a physician to a powerful lord, walking the narrow path between tradition and survival. Through harsh herbal regimens and disciplined breathwork, he forges his son into something steadier than most boys his age, preparing him for a future neither of them can fully see. By 1879, unrest coils through the country. Old loyalties are hunted. Food grows scarce in certain districts. Rumors move faster than horses. In the lord’s estate, Princess Aiko Takamori stands at the heart of fragile political balance, and Akelldema, still only fifteen, finds himself drawn into her orbit even as the ground shifts beneath them. When violence can no longer be contained, Akelldema, seventeen and nearing manhood, is chosen to escort Aiko and seven loyal companions across the Pacific to California. What awaits them is not only gold and opportunity, but the consequences of ambition unbound. In the American Wset, the brilliant and obsessive Dr. Nikolai Richtofen has traded provisions to a desperate tribe in exchange for their medicine man, seeking to master life itself. His experiments awaken a corruption that seeps into the blood, spreading by bite and turning the living into something hollow and driven by a darker will. Separated from the princess and believing his duty has failed, Akelldema is cast into a fronteir where greed, secrecy, and infection thrive in the shadows of mines and desert laboratories. Armed with his father’s teachings and the discipline to resist the taint in his own veins, he must hunt for the truth, protect what remains of his honor, and confront the man whose curiosity has begun to unravel the boundary between life and something far more dangerous.
Future_Gadget_Labs · 1.3k Views

The Fury Of Yagurah

In the ancient world of Nophilis, where kingdoms rise on steel and fall in fire, strength is the only law that holds meaning. Clans rule the continents like living empires—each with their own martial traditions, sacred blades, and brutal codes of honor. Among them, none were feared or respected more than the Yagurah, the shadow-forged swordsmen whose discipline shaped centuries of warfare. But in one night of treachery and bloodshed, the Yagurah are wiped from existence. At just seven years old, Aldrich Yagurah watches the rival clans Varkonn and Saelari slaughter his entire family—his father, mother, and older sister—leaving him alive only to break him. Instead, their cruelty forges something far more dangerous. In the ashes of his home, clinging to the legendary sword his father created, Aldrich swears an oath of vengeance so fierce it shakes the night itself. Saved only by Eldran “Iron Spine” Yagurah, the clan’s last surviving elder—an aging warrior who lost his right arm protecting the gate—Aldrich is taken deep into Hollowdene Forest, a lawless, monstrous territory where dragons, ogres, griffins, crocotta packs, and other medieval beasts roam freely. There, in the heart of danger, a new legacy begins. Eldran builds a home in the center of the wilds and begins to forge Aldrich the same way Yagurah blades were forged for generations: through pressure, pain, and relentless discipline. With no magic and no divine gifts—only swordsmanship, martial arts, raw will, and human strength—Aldrich endures brutal training, hunts beasts that could crush kingdoms, and grows stronger with each scar. But vengeance is not simply killing his clan’s enemies. To uphold his oath, Aldrich must rise above them— outthink the Saelari, outlast the Varkonn, and surpass even the ancient warriors whose blood he carries. From the ashes of the fallen Yagurah, a new storm is coming. A storm that kneels before no king. A storm born from grief, raised by fire, and sharpened by monsters. His name is Aldrich Yagurah— and the world of Nophilis will soon know the fury he carries.
TajayReid · 19.8k Views

Reborn In the Apocalypse: My Hotel Has Unlimited Supplies

After struggling to survive for three years in the apocalypse, Chu Jiangyue is betrayed and killed by her best friend. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself reborn—one day before the apocalypse begins. Her original plan is to stockpile supplies and lie low. However, fate has other ideas. Instead of hoarding goods, she’s bound to a hotel system. She's running a hotel at the end of the world. Her former best friend—the one who killed her—wants to freeload? Chu Jiangyue thought, "Sorry, please top up before shopping." A bizarre guest wants Chu Jiangyue to marry her son and take over the hotel? Chu Jiangyue thought, "If you don’t want to stay, you can say so directly. There's no need to beat around the bush." When meeting a clueless student looking for a free ride while trying to be kind on the road, Chu Jiangyue thought, "Little girl, I run a hotel, not a charity." … Zombies everywhere—no place is truly safe? Chu Jiangyue said, "Hotel rooms have zombie-shielding protection; guests can check in and stay secure." Extreme heat waves are causing constant heatstroke; stepping outside means instant sunburn? Chu Jiangyue said, "Want to try temperature-control suits and ice-cold drinks?" Extreme cold plunges to minus 100°C, freezing even zombies solid? Chu Jiangyue said, "You could enjoy cold-resistant thermal gear in our hotel!" … Someone covets the hotel and wants to seize it by force? Chu Jiangyue said, "Dear guest, you have received a hotel eviction package. Please sign for it." When people witness someone vanish into thin air, those harboring ulterior motives quietly abandon their plans. Chu Jiangyue declares, "If you want to stay here or buy supplies, no matter if you're dragon or tiger, you'll have to behave yourself on my turf!"
Mo Zhuzhu · 480.3k Views