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If fate is a story already written, then what happens when someone who has already read it, decides to intervene? Thrown into the beginning of Shadow Slave, an outsider, a reader walks a path that was never meant to exist. He is not omniscient or invincible. He knows enough to make things worse.

In order to complete her mission in a barely recovered world after catastrophe, Arya decided to pretend to be a child and made trouble all day long. She managed to lurk for a few years when her superior suddenly decided to promote her to become a small group leader. Looking at the few people given to her, Arya was silent. Subordinate 1: so Arya likes cake… then I’ll make a few more for her Arya (blush): I only like it a little bit! And you’re using these cakes to exchange for information! Subordinate 2: When doing mission, how come Arya can change her faces so quickly (from unreliable to reliable)? Dual personality? Arya: …Nonsense! You’re the one who have dual personality! Subordinate 3: Why did you call us cute? As a big man nearly 1,9 meters tall, I don’t think I’m suitable for this adjective. Arya (shocked): I never said that! Damn it, who tarnished my reputation? Subordinate 4: Awww, Arya is so cute…. It’s hard to believe that she’s our leader. Arya: S… Sister, even if you say that, don’t try to pinch my cheek! Seeing their group that looked more like a group of adults taking of children, the other people were speechless. Are you sure that you’re a member of criminal organization? Why does it look like you’re trying to cultivate a group of people into a daddy and mommy experts? When Arya’s mission was finally completed, she chose to run away directly. But someone caught her and brought her favorite cake in front of her. “Don’t you want to taste it~?” Arya blushed. “You’re too foul!” ... Note: it's not harem nor reverse harem. It's 1vs1 from the beginning to the end. ... Story set in a fictional future world that's recovering after war and live in bases (detailed description can be found inside the story) The cover is something I draw and then enhanced with AI to make it smooth otherwise, the cover will be too ugly. Join the discord to chat with the author and other readers: https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... Other novels: -Flowers Bloom from Battlefield [complete] - Under the Veil of Night [complete] - 7 Path of the Lilies [on long hiatus] - 1 Year of Beginning [complete] - Villain Lady [complete] - Science and Fantasy [complete] - 2 Years of Restarting [complete] - The Quiet Empress [complete] - The Villain's Little Cat [complete] - Astral Flower [complete] - Villain Princess [complete] - Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower [on going] - Runemaster in the Last Days [on going] ... Follow me on IG: @sora100518

What happens when a dark fantasy novel becomes your reality… — During a failed heist, a slave named Jesper Ivanoski gets hit in the head by one his pursuers. This caused him to awaken memories of his previous life as a mobster who was betrayed and killed by the person closest to him. More importantly, he also realizes that his current world was a world from the novel he read not too long before his death. The problem is that this world is currently at war with monsters who want to take over all of humanity, and cults who are all devoted to the same evil. Armed with the memories of his past life and the knowledge of a story he had had read, Jesper tries to survive this world and the war currently destroying it. He sets out to become an Awakened of one the most deadly archetypes, and he doesn’t stop there. He also creates his own Brotherhood of deadly assassins. However, the higher he climbs in power and politics, the more he realizes that the Monarchs themselves are playing a game he was never supposed to see. *** Note: Mc is an ambitious, ruthless, manipulative, and morally gray character. Female lead can be a bit more crazy, and her only moral compass is the MC who is trying to guide her. Also, please note that this book can get really graphic. World setting: Tsarpunk (Although there’s a bit of advancement in places due to magic.) Other tags: No-Harem, clan building, family growth, found family.

    When her father, emperor Baron Reyes, gets murdered by an unknown killer, Zeya Reyes, his outlawed daughter, was immediately set to be the next heir to the throne as the Empress of Stygia, the land of everlasting shadows. Once back in her home nation, Zeya finally sees with her own eyes of the terror this monster has caused and sets out to put an end to it as her last promise to her late father. In order to do this however, Zeya has no choice but to rekindle her relationship with a particular Kaxarene named Varen Edevane, the infamous emperor of Stygia's neighboring nation, Exousia, known for his ruthlessness both on and off the battlefield.     However, as much as is it against the princess's wishes, Varen too needs her help to resolve the same issue happening in his own empire, with countless innocent people unjustly murdered by the very same monster responsible for Baron's death.     As the mayhem caused by this mysterious creature continue to grow larger, Zeya and Varen have no choice but to set aside their differences and work together to bring back the peace their nations fought so hard to keep after the war. Throughout their journey, ancient and uncovered secrets will reveal itself as the pair band together to defeat their common enemy, causing massive shifts in their perspectives of one another. Can love between these two individuals be rekindled even after the hurt, loss, and betrayal they've caused one another? Will they be able to put an end to this monster's wrath successfully, or will their lengthy past be too compelling of an obstacle to do so?

Kabir’s life once revolved around music, dreams, and a future that felt within reach. But one decision changes everything. As his world slowly shifts into something darker, Kabir learns that in this new world promises are rarely meant to be kept.

Bullied and neglected twins finally leave the only home they have ever known, an orphanage, to embark on a new challenge. Mandatory conscription in a military academy was instituted after the Walker War abruptly ended. Pause? Hiatus? Noone knew. The remaining enemy forces simply quit fighting one day. Now, the humans who were almost eradicated must get stronger in case the enemy returns to finish what they started. This is a story about overcoming the trauma of the past and embracing the strength healing can bring. Their quest for self discovery leads them right into the last place they want to go. There are daily updates to the story which is meant to be a trilogy. Ages 16 and up please as the trauma described is SA. Though the details are not very specific, it my trigger some readers.

[Content warning: Expect explicit sexual content] [The Unrooted Saint: Blood, Flesh, and the Ars Vitae is a grimdark cultivation epic about a man whose blood is coveted by gods and whose body is wanted by the women who would use it, teach him through it, and sacrifice everything for it — and what remains of that man when all memory of who he was is gone.] Kael Ashvane is the Runeward Chapter's least-regarded initiate — a foundling with no recognized elemental root, tolerated only because his guardian Lady Magister Isara pulled the strings to keep him enrolled. His cultivation is weak. His constructs backfire. His self-styled epithet, "the Little Saint-Lord," is a joke. His body is not. Born with the Primal Vigour Constitution — an innate anomaly that generates Virilic Essence of a purity no orthodox cultivator can match — Kael is precisely what the Ars Vitae demands: a natural reservoir, inexhaustible and potent. When the Chapter's mission collapses into the undead nightmare of the Dread Mire, it is not his fire techniques that first save him. It is Selene Voss, Third Soror of the Chapter, whose Ars Vitae bond with Kael begins in coercion and quietly becomes something neither of them intended. Her Bashful Bloom constitution makes their sessions unlike anything in the cultivation manuals — and the power she channels into him makes him faster, sharper, more dangerous than his grade has any right to explain. With Ars Vitae accelerating his cultivation far beyond what his official grade suggests, Kael begins winning engagements he has no business surviving: destroying Bone Towers with siege artillery he built himself, flooding the Bone Warren to collapse an undead campaign that had broken standing armies, forcing a divine-court prince to retreat. His Primal Vigour Constitution draws something extraordinary at climax — the Dracoiling, a phenomenon that blazes dragon-veins across his flesh and marks him as something the cultivation manuals do not have a category for.

In the vast Anchored veil, where aspiring striders flock to the established Paths—, power is gained through following laid-down paths. Nox Rhinyx was destined for this comfortable route.Born into the respected Rhinyx family, he possessed decent talent and dreamed of rising through the paths. His future seemed secure: a stable loving family path, gradual advancement, and a life of quiet strength. ‎That illusion shattered on the night of the Grand Selection Ceremony.Nox watched helplessly as rival striders—slaughtered his parents and sister in a ruthless bid for control. until he himself was crushed beneath the foot of a powerful strider, sealing his fate. Left for dead in a pool of his family's blood, crippled and body shattered, Nox Rhinyx faced the brutal truth: the "standard paths" were closed to him forever. The safe, predictable roads paths had never been meant for someone like him—they belonged to the powerful, the connected, the unchanging. ‎a forgotten Path Diagram etched with glowing, fraying threads call out to him In his final moments of agony and rage, Nox Rhinyx made the choice that would redefine existence itself. He dragged his broken body across the diagram bleeding, reciting fragmented words that echoed in his soul. He walked away—not just from his family, his home, or his pain, but from the very fate the world had written for him. ‎Thus began the First Footfall. ‎ ‎But power extracted from departure carries a heavy price. Each breakthrough demands greater sacrifices: cherished memories, lingering attachments, even the origin world that birthed him. As Nox leaves fragment after fragment of himself behind, he must confront whether true freedom lies in eternal wandering… or if some threads of the heart can never be fully severed.

Henry awakens in a forest that feels as though it has long been abandoned by life itself—its trees twisted, blackened, and whispering of decay. He has no memories, no past, no identity… except for a single name: Henry. That name comes from a fleeting dream—the only fragment of his lost self—where a mysterious girl calls out to him and places a dagger in his hands, as if entrusting him with a purpose he can no longer remember. Driven by that faint echo, Henry sets out into a fractured world unlike any other. A world where advanced machination and warfare coexist. Steel clashes with steel, yet gunfire still pierces the silence. The world is not whole. It is divided. One half belongs to demons—beings of darkness, power, and unknown intent. The other half is ruled by the remaining races, bound by fragile alliances under a single flag. Between these two realms lies a tension ready to shatter at any moment. As Henry journeys across this broken land, his path becomes entangled with war, secrets, and forces far greater than himself.

Rowan Kuranes awoke in a new world inside the body of a dying prince. His latest body contains terrifying secrets that he has to protect, for inside him lies the key to Eternity. He alone possesses the bloodline of The Ouroboros Serpents with authority over Time. He had Dominion over Sheol, and every soul would be his to keep. He lords over the Host of the Highest Heavens to the Abyssal Horde of the Deepest Hells. To survive, Rowan must learn to harness his new abilities and fight against his enemies who would stop at nothing to deprive him of his powers. Yet he must strive to keep some of his humanity alive, as he continuously evolves beyond godhood. A/N: There are horror elements, including Eldritch Horror from Lovecraft. A fan of blood-borne and abominable horrors that go bump in the night would love it. Epic action set pieces, and galaxy-wide battles, with an extremely overpowered MC who is a one-man army. https://discord.gg/UVvSCCMnCU Check out my discord. All future giveaways, fan art, and other fun stuff will be posted there. Thank you

Sometimes a door closes. Another door will open for us. But what slips through isn't necessarily light. The only one who can truly oppose the one skilled in schemes and plots is the utterly, profoundly ignorant fool. For the black sheep will be the one that gnaws away at the very body of the shepherd. Illusion then reality, that is the essence of the acting mask, those who see the story within the mud are the ones worthy of wearing the mask of flesh, but also do not let the larvae lay eggs beneath the skin. The desolate world gradually falls into the apocalypse, yet in the end it is only a part of the truth, regardless, those who are sober must personally wear a mask to hide the indifference in their eyes. Ron Irus carries the memories from his previous life, when he was Joe Jothane, the person who committed suicide, but that small brain of Ron could not contain dozens of years of his memories, thus he had to become a feeble minded person. In the year he was 12 years old, he had a part of the memories still stuck in his brain awakened by an eye, from then on carrying two masks and living a bland life. In the year he was 15 years old, he began a plan where he would lead the entire world toward the apocalypse. Genre: Mind Politics Psychology Detective No harem Transmigration CosmicHorror Grimdark …

Follow two different and unique characters follow their selfish goals while slowly discarding their morality. Multiple side characters follow their contradicting beliefs and interact with the main characters. This is a grim story with all kinds of people and a brutal, ritualistic power system. The characters change and evolve continuing to pursue their wants and needs while getting stronger.

Twilight fanfic, none of the characters from the movies or book belong to me, only the original ones I created. Kael is an 19-year-old boy who has lived with his curse for over 4,000 years, searching only for peace and a purpose for his eternal life. The pain is never forgotten, we just learn to live with it.

Ather is tired of this world, tired of its answers, but then he's given an opportunity to enter into a new world. Ather will lose everything, but his will remains unbroken, because if it doesn't kill you, it'll only make you stronger. Will Ather lose everything, or will he defy his fate?

Amid schemes, lies, and haunting mysteries, IAM must tread carefully through a world where reality bends and curses linger. One misstep, and he risks slipping into nothingness, consumed by shadows beyond comprehension. Powerless against beings of terrifying strength, IAM must uncover the truth. He doesn't know who or what he is. But something does—and it's watching... This is the a tale of suffering, of betrayal, death and mystery... of someone who shouldn’t matter—yet somehow does. From blood-soaked ruins to horrifying creatures, from horrible lies to strange truths, he will walk a path no one understands… not even him. And when he finally learns the truth— The world may wish he never had. **I upload twice a day. ** ** please add it to your collection even if you don't read it now, it will be very much appreciated. ** **because the synopsis doesn't say a lot, read my review down below for more information. **

The moment the transmigrator opened his eyes, he saw an exceptionally beautiful, yet dangerously insane woman smiling at him. Before him sat a bottle of [Secret Supplicant] potion. Drink it and die later, or refuse and die now. Thus, he drank the potion and became the Dilemmist.

In the slums beneath Veston, Kael fled before his mother's body grew cold. No sun. No flowers. No hope. No dreams. Winter and gang lords buried them all. "Pray to the gods and endure for a better tomorrow," his mom said. Why would he pray to the same gods who denied him peace? Who thrust him into this nightmare? No, he'd carve a way to Veston with his own hands, and it started by breaking his promise to his mother for survival. But the job for gang lord Garrick Vane went wrong. He was left for dead with nothing but a ledger salvaged from a submerged temple. But he refused death. "I persist." Two words that awakened a forbidden power, an unlicensed truth anchored to belief and paid for in the warmth of his most precious memories. Now a heretic hunted by priests who burn the unfaithful, Kael discovered the ledger tracked everything: his stress, his anchor, the price he had already paid. Every choice stresses his truth. And if his anchor breaks, he wouldn't just die: he'd become something worse. **** Discord server: https://discord.gg/ubzzKM5wfp If you're enjoying the story and want to keep it free, please read it here: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/155290/the-crack-in-heaven-a-litrpg-progression-fantasy Don't forget to hit follow and comment there as well to make the algorithm notice your investment in Kael's story. 

Elara Nightborne died in flames. Betrayed by the Blood Council. Used as a sacrifice. Burned alive while the nobles watched. But death was not the end. She awakens again in the past, reborn in her seventeen year old body with the memories of her execution still burning in her mind. This time she will not be weak. A forgotten power sleeps in her blood. A throne erased from history. And a queen the world tried to bury. As enemies close in and ancient secrets begin to surface, Elara must grow stronger before the Blood Council finds her again. Because the next war will not be about survival. It will be about the return of a queen. And when the throne awakens… the entire kingdom will kneel.

They harvested his father. They threw him into hell, but they never guessed what they were forging. In a world where elites steal supernatural powers from the weak, Leon Storm’s father was scrubbed from existence after a suspicious crash. All that remained was his paintbrush—and a volatile golden power now erupting in Leon, a storm of golden light, forged in grief and rage. Thrown into a lethal academy and a cruel world where failure means death, Leon faces elites who feed on the powerless and monsters that haunt ruined cities. Every closed door, every doubting voice, only sharpens his edge. As the storm within him grows, one question remains: Control the storm, or become the disaster the world deserves. The choice is his. [I am currently revising the beginning chapters for better quality and consistency. Thank you for your patience and support while reading.]