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Ascendants of the Fallen Earth

ASCENDANTS OF THE FALLEN EARTH When fire fell, silver whispered. The night the sky bled silver, a comet tore Earth open, unleashing Celestia—a raw, living power that reshaped the world. Now, in a fractured age of overgrown ruins and mutated beasts, humanity clings to existence in underground havens, where some are born with its volatile light in their veins. Eris, fifteen and touched by the silver, battles the untamed power that threatens to consume him. Kaylah, remains his fiercely loyal anchor, her presence a shield against the monstrous transformation he fears. But their fragile peace is crumbling. Ruthless Awakened clans seek to control or eliminate those like Eris, and in the deep tunnels, a mysterious force, marked by a pulsing spiral, awakens to his unique resonance. The shadows remember what the blood forgets. The old world is never truly buried—only waiting to open its jaws. And secrets lurk in drowned ruins and dried seas, whispering of ancient power and the price of claiming it. Driven by survival and the desperate need to protect his family, Eris must confront not only the savage creatures above, but the escalating power within. For the sky's fire never truly dies, and its ultimate cost might be the very soul of the new world. Dare to step into a world where evolution is both salvation and curse, and the echoes of the past refuse to die? ASCENDANTS OF THE FALLEN EARTH is a haunting post-apocalyptic fantasy about unbreakable bonds, the terrifying evolution of power, and the desperate fight to reclaim humanity from the ashes of a transformed world. This work is my first foray into this fantasy world — it's raw, growing, and shaped by your eyes too. I hope you'll walk these tunnels and the ruins with them -- so many to discover! "WHEN THE SKY BLED SILVER" was the first title of this novel
Myobee_Elsewhere_2597 · 15.6k 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 · 20.7k Views

Tides of Reckoning

They killed me on New Year's Eve. My fiancé Ethan and my best friend Vanessa pushed me from the lighthouse observation deck, stealing my research breakthrough—a deep-sea compound worth forty-two million dollars to the pharmaceutical industry. I drowned in the Atlantic. I felt my lungs fill with freezing water. I died. Then I woke up in my lab on December 17th. Two weeks before my murder. Two weeks to change everything. This time, I won't trust anyone. This time, I'll become the monster they tried to kill. I need Carter Blackwell—the disgraced investigative journalist who destroyed Cape Marlowe's reputation three years ago. Everyone here hates him. He's ruthless, morally bankrupt, and obsessed with taking down the pharmaceutical companies that sponsor our research. "Help me destroy the people who are going to kill me," I tell him, "and I'll give you proof of the biggest research theft scandal in marine biology history." Carter's dark eyes search my face. "Why would I believe you're not setting me up? Everyone at Cape Marlowe wants me dead." "Because I know things I shouldn't know. Because I'm the only person desperate enough to work with you. Because we're both willing to do terrible things to people who deserve it." He smiles, and it's not kind. "Then let's ruin some lives, Dr. March." As we work together through brutal winter nights gathering evidence, our partnership becomes an obsession neither of us can control. But Carter has his own secrets about Cape Marlowe—secrets connected to why I was given a second chance at all. When December 31st arrives again, I'll have to choose: save myself or save the man I've fallen for. Because my second chance came with a price, and someone has to pay it.
urchman3726 · 742 Views

Stacking Passives to Survive!

After transmigrating into a high-martial arts world where everyone was built like an elite athlete, Chen Kuang also obtained a golden finger, a cheat ability that refreshes daily, allowing him to stack passive skills. He figured he should keep a low profile and grow steadily while lying low... But the world had other plans. People just wouldn’t stop treating him inhumanely and so his passives kept piling up. [Flesh Reishi]: Your flesh is nearly infinitely regenerative and rivals celestial treasures, consuming it can prolong life and cure ailments. [Sword Heart]: You possess an innate, enlightened sword heart, when a blade is in your hand, it becomes an extension of your will. [Fortune in Misfortune]: Every calamity you survive grants you a corresponding blessing. [Heavenly Demon Mimicry]: Any technique used against you can be instantly replicated as your own. [Celestial Visage]: Your handsomeness rivals that of the divine. This year... The future empress who would dominate the world was still a helpless orphaned brat, tucked under Chen Kuang’s arm as he fled. The revered "Benevolent Immortal" faced his trolley problem and was forever burdened with an inescapable heart demon. The undying demonic sovereign was just a timid little maid serving a courtesan. The White Dragon True Monarch, who would later slaughter his way through the demon race, was still nothing more than a drifting piece of frayed rope. And Chen Kuang, then a death-row convict, set the chaotic world ablaze, starting with a single torch.
ExoEight_ · 158.1k Views