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Using My Blessings To Restore The Kingdom: Odin’s Lost Eye

Mavis never imagined she’d be blessed by Hel—the Goddess of the Underworld. Just months before, she washed ashore thousands of miles from her home, a nameless girl torn from a kingdom swallowed by eternal fog. Now she hides in a foreign land under a borrowed identity, unaware that fate has already marked her. But Mavis is no ordinary survivor. She is the lost Queen of a forgotten kingdom—the one even the gods tried to erase. To save her people, she must walk a path tangled with magic, politics, and divine betrayal. Armed with Hel’s dark blessing, Odin’s all-seeing eye, and a serpent born from legend, Mavis begins a journey that will shake continents. A journey to break her kingdom’s curse. —————————————————— “You know of the kingdoms, don’t you?” “I know there are seven,” the child said proudly. “Dolus, Invidia, Castimonia, Fides, Laetitia, Lues, and Ipse.” “That’s right,” the mother murmured. “Seven kingdoms we trade with, argue with, laugh with, and fear in equal measure. Seven that send their ships across the sea, their diplomats to the cities, their warriors to the fields. Seven kingdoms you read about in your books.” She paused, letting the room settle into stillness. Even the fire seemed to quiet, popping softly like an old man clearing his throat. “But,” she continued, “there is an eighth kingdom.” The child frowned. “A… a secret one?” “A hidden one,” the mother corrected, her voice barely above a whisper. “A kingdom older than the others. A kingdom the maps refuse to show. A kingdom that does not speak to the rest of us—nor do they wish to.” A chill—not from cold, but from something far older—slipped across the child’s skin. “Is it real?” they whispered. “Or just a story?” The mother leaned closer, casting her shadow long across the blankets. “Some say,” she murmured, “that it is nothing more than rumor and superstition. That the Hidden Kingdom—Absonditus—is nothing more than an old tale told to children who ask too many questions.” The room suddenly felt smaller, walls drawing nearer. “Others,” she went on, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, “swear it is real. They say the land exists far beyond the edges of our charts, swallowed by fog and darkness. Secluded. Silent. Watching.” The child swallowed. “Watching us?” “Always.” Her smile was gentle, but her eyes carried something deeper—an understanding shaped by years of hearing this story herself. “The seven kingdoms interact with one another. They trade, scheme, fight, and form uneasy alliances. But the eighth… The eighth watches from afar. Hidden, unseen. It keeps to itself, as though waiting for the right moment to return to the world.” The fire cracked loudly, sending a plume of sparks up the chimney. The child flinched. “Is it… dangerous?” they asked in a whisper. “Not dangerous,” the mother said slowly. “But powerful. And very misunderstood. The people of Absonditus do not come to our lands. They do not ask for help or friendship. And so over many generations, most have come to believe they do not exist at all.” She tilted her head. “But those who live on the border of the Dolus kingdom’s coast say that when the full moon shines down at night…” Her voice grew softer, hushed with a kind of reverence. “…and the fog of the Arianiac Sea disappears…” Firelight shimmered in her eyes. “…you can see the kingdom of Absonditus.” The child’s heartbeat thudded loudly in her ears. “See… the kingdom?” she breathed. “Like a mirage?” “Like a truth the world wants you to forget,” the mother murmured.
Momjeanslover · 21.8k Views

Surviving Terra II: My Journey Through Catastrophes and Nobles

Terra II, a world split into vast planes, where deserts stretch endlessly and horrors—born from beyond existence and from within—roamed without rest. It is a land scarred by nightmares that never fade, where survival is measured not in victories but in the ability to endure another day. The Common Era, an age where the very concept of happiness has been abandoned. Here, no story begins with joy, and none end with peace. One mistake—a misplaced word, a fleeting gesture—is enough to end you before you even realize it. If you looked strong, if you felt strong, if you were strong—was it ever enough? Strength itself is questioned here, tested not only by battle but by the world’s unrelenting weight and the collapse of all things. Trust is a fragile mask, loyalty nothing more than a fleeting dream. In such a place, how long can one endure before breaking? What if you didn’t even know who your real family was, where you came from, or whether you had the right to claim even a fragment of Terra as your own? --- I'm pretty excited to come back here after literal months of being away, i haven't updated since i felt it had no real place, it didn't feel real enough, well; as realistic as i wanted it tbh. The characters I had were either to much of this or that and didn't have struggles that felt meaningful. So i toned down how strong the mc is and will be along other things. I'm pretty nervous how this version will be received and since i went for both magic and a modern setting. I'm not really good as creating things so i took inspiration from some well known media, so if it seems familiar, i tried as best i could to make it my own. but idk. long ass rant, lol. Kristen out, peace. 09/25
Kristen_404 · 23k Views

Alchemist of the Last Light

Rosen, a physics whiz, is unexpectedly transported to a dark, otherworldly realm strikingly similar to the game *The Hunter*, becoming the noble young man Rosen. This world is teeming with monsters and fraught with danger, and upon waking, he finds himself in a manor ravaged by the high-ranking vampire Viken, his parents dead, and himself facing imminent death. Using his knowledge of vampires from the game and his innate "alchemy talent tree," Rosen calmly uses his alchemical knowledge to devise a poisonous scheme, causing Viken to be poisoned by drinking his blood. At the critical moment, a young female hunter, Annie, arrives to his rescue. Though no match for Viken, she creates a chance for Rosen to survive. The two escape together, and Rosen, combining scientific thinking with alchemy, uses nitroglycerin to create a trap, ultimately killing Viken in a cave. After escaping the vampire's pursuit, Rosen abandons his inheritance and decides to travel with Annie to Holdenburg in the north to remove the blood seal magic binding him. Along the way, they witness the suffering of ordinary people and encounter Mary, a peasant woman afflicted with a strange festering sore, and her daughter Alice. Rosen recognizes the symptoms as resembling syphilis and resolves to cure it. Meanwhile, he senses the village's outbreak might be linked to Dias, a resident mage conducting research, and encounters his magical attack in the wild. Leveraging his profound understanding of chemistry and skillful alchemical manipulation, Rosen defeats his opponent in an invisible battle. The two secretly bring Mary and her daughter to the town of Sunderland, planning to develop penicillin for treatment. Rosen realizes that in this dark and ignorant world, the combination of alchemy and science can unleash immense power. He vows not only to save lives before him but also to be the first to ignite the flame of civilization, changing the world with the light of science. However, the lurking mage, the mysterious "Blood Rose" organization, and the enigma of the "Apocalyptic Prophecy" still await him ahead.
water_king · 1.2k Views

The Billionaire's Fated Painting

Billionaire CEO Adrian Wynford never understood why his mother Elara Wynford, a legendary painter, left him an unfinished artwork and a note For years, Adrian kept the painting and the note locked away No name No explanation No title. For years, he tries to decode its meaning… A boy and a girl sketched with incomplete faces, broken strokes, the hidden layers beneath the canvas and the strange sense if light the painting seems to carry. Art critics call it “final mystery.” Collectors call it a masterpiece. But Adrian knows it’s something more because his mother never painted without purpose. Adrian has no idea that the little girl in the painting was real and that his mother once harbored a secret. Years earlier, Elara discovered a gifted seven-year-old child who painted with rare instinct and emotion. She became the Elara's secret student,trained privately, outside the public eye, destined for greatness and would one day cross paths with Elara's son. Together,Elara and the girl (Eva),aged seven crafted a painting that would one day become Adrian's greatest mystery. But tragedy struck. A fire incident that took the life of the famous painter and erased Eva's memories. Now Eva remembers nothing Not the famous woman who taught her Not the fire accident that erased her past Not even the painting she once helped create. Years later, Eva Sinclair, now twenty-three, enters Adrian’s life by accident, a paycheck artist with a talent she can’t explain and a childhood she cannot remember. She has no knowledge of Elara No memory of the lessons No understanding of why advanced techniques comes naturally to her hands. But when Eva sees the painting, something stirs Not a memory A pull. As Eva and Adrian are drawn together, fragments of her forgotten past begin to surface… and the truth of the painting slowly slowly awakens: The girl captured in soft strokes wasn’t a stranger. She was Elara’s secret student. A hidden prodigy the world never knew existed. Now, as the painting reveal its hidden truth,the past resurfaces and the future they were destined to share finally begins.
Chidinma_Favour56 · 2.6k Views

Blood Of Haven

Before the world burned, there were three... The King of Slayers The Child of War And The Savior Who Never Was. History called them killers. Tyrants. Monsters. The ones who brought the end. But what if history lied? King of Slayers: “I am Victor Zefar, King of the Slayers. I come to you as judge and executioner. Eleven years ago, I met the woman you called queen. I helped her while knowing why you sent her.” She had been sold to me as a slave, sent as an assassin, but my truth set her free. When she realized I knew her mission, she never begged for herself. No… she begged for you. “She begged me to spare you disgusting savages — traitors — demons in human flesh! How did you repay her? How did you reward her loyalty? Tell me, people of Oma… how did your queen die?” Child of War: “I hid in the den of snakes, awaiting the monster who killed Father. He had waged war on my people and won. He loved to claim all that lived. He especially wanted Mother. Only death freed her from his grasp. Now he was after me. I had one mission: kill the monster, or die trying.” Savior Who Never Was: “I lived among the Immortals for a millennia. I was told tales of humanity’s salvation but watched them destroy each other every century. One tyrant in particular was granted blessing and power from the Heavens themselves. I watched him end a race and walk away with their prince,  a mere child — as his trophy. I dared to defy Paradise to get to Earth. I had to end that tyrant’s reign even if my home and people: Haven and the Immortals, were against interfering. What would happen if I left without their consent? Would they fight me? Could they stop me? Well… only the Spirit behind Adam's eyes knows the truth. Was I ever home, or in prison?”
MBU_Overlord_6594 · 7.1k Views

Transmigration: I’m Not An Omegina!

Silver-Winged Snake Beastman Owen was wandering when he accidentally saved a heavily injured Omegina; he happily brought the person back to prepare for mating. Before he could even touch the Omegina, Owen was thrown over the shoulder by him. Owen lay on the ground, staring at the deep blue sky, feeling his worldview crumbling. Aren't all Omeginas supposed to be very weak? Aren't all Omeginas supposed to be very timid? Why is the future mate he found so ferocious? ... Rowan was a top-tier Alpha during the era of interstellar warfare; during a battle, he accidentally transmigrated to a strange world. While struggling to survive, Rowan was mistaken for an Omegina by Owen, who rescued him with the intention of laying eggs together. Rowan had screamed no fewer than a hundred times: I am not an Omegina, I am not! Unfortunately, no one believed him... ... *World Setting: 1. Rowan's original world: The Mecha Era, set against the backdrop of a war with the Insect Race. There are three genders in this world: Alpha, Beta, and Omega. 2. The world Rowan transmigrated to: A primitive Beastman world with two genders. Beastmen can transform into beast forms for combat. Omeginas are similar to male Omegas in Rowan's original world: frail and capable of reproduction. 3. Forms of address for parents: Beastman fathers are called "Daddy". Omegina fathers are called "Papa". ... *A few words from the author: This story mainly revolves around the courtship journey of the Silver-Winged Snake Beastman Owen. It contains elements of war, tribe building, and civilization construction; however, these are not explored deeply, so please do not expect too much. There may be many inconsistencies, so I hope for your understanding. Happy reading!
Ngọc_Trần_3827 · 9.4k Views