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A child with the mind of a master, a mechanical companion, and a spear that strikes like lightning—Alpha is no ordinary survivor. Born from discarded genius, he navigates the chaotic seas of the Grand Line, facing pirates, Marines, and deadly organizations with unmatched strategy, Haki mastery, and deadly precision. Every island is a test, every fight a lesson, and every shadow he casts spreads his legend across the seas. With Beta, his relentless drone-like partner, by his side, Alpha must evolve faster than the world can react—or be consumed by it. Strategy, combat, and survival collide in an epic tale where the shadows are alive, and the Grand Line never forgets a name.

Shanum Asmara, a beautiful 20-year-old college student and orphan, lives independently after her parents passed away. She lives in Jakarta to pursue her education at a public university thanks to a scholarship she earned through hard work and intelligence, while her elderly grandmother lives alone in Yogyakarta, working on a rice farm. Since childhood, Shanum has been accustomed to facing life's difficulties, so she learned various types of martial arts from her grandmother, such as pencak silat, karate, and taekwondo, to be able to protect herself. While living in Jakarta, strange things often happened around Shanum. She felt that she was always accompanied by an invisible figure when she returned to her boarding house alone. When she was bullied by a college friend, the perpetrator suffered a mysterious accident. When she was almost kidnapped by thugs sent by the Rice Lord who wanted to make her his wife, those people also received an unexpected retribution that she couldn't explain. During her college break, Shanum returned to Yogyakarta and told her grandmother about all her experiences. From there, she learned a secret she couldn’t fathom with modern thinking: since childhood, Shanum had been protected by a ghost named Den Mas Alif Bhirawa. Who exactly is Den Mas Alif Bhirawa? Is he merely a guardian, or is there a deeper connection linking him to Shanum? And what is the true purpose behind his constant surveillance and protection of Shanum from the past until now?

https://www.royalroad.com/profile/814934 "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com." In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness, who was watching? Who was calling?  The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts, awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters, nestled between nations lies a place not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the  House of Red-Hill. To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis, run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind, but Red-Hill is no sanctuary. beneath its warm halls and shared meals, the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill, to protect.  Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought, licensed, and employed by those afraid to rely on divine mercy alone.  Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, it's just home. And every night, when the rifts groan, they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

Arin was sentenced to a life of powerlessness. Diagnosed as utterly incapable of wielding magic in a world where colossal beasts threaten humanity’s extinction, he was branded a burden. But Arin refused to surrender to the concept of "talent." Armed with a deep understanding of anatomy and a persistence bordering on madness, he forged his own path. He turned his heartbeat into an engine and his breath into a weapon. In an Academy rife with aristocratic conspiracies and monsters hiding behind human faces, Arin is determined to prove a single truth. The strongest sword is not the one flowing with magic, but the one forged by sheer will. *This isn't a 'WN' about 'isekai,' 'reincarnation,' 'transmigration,' or 'regression.' The Sword's Breath is a novel that tells an original fantasy story set in another world, commonly called 'Native Isekai'. This WN is for those of you tired of the genres I mentioned earlier. *There's no "reincarnation" or "regression" that usually characterizes the overpowered protagonist in this novel. The protagonist struggles to become strong on his own. Even with every power gained, there are always consequences. This is a "Zero to Hero" story, but rest assured, the protagonist isn't unstable and naive like shounen protagonists. *There is no harem. The MC will only choose one Heroine.

Who knew disobeying your parents could destroy your entire life in just one night? It all started with one small act of rebellion… sneaking out. By morning, my brother was missing. My dad was gone. And the girl I used to be disappeared with them. No matter how hard I try, I can’t stop blaming myself. Now I live in a house that doesn’t feel like home. With a mother pretending we’re okay. And three stepbrothers who look at me like I’m a mistake that walked into their perfect life. They watch me intensely, and hate that I exist in their space. But sometimes… their stares linger too long. The tension feels dangerous. And sometimes, I forget they’re supposed to be off limits. Then the letters start coming. Anonymous, uncomfortably intimate letters. Written like the sender knows my body, my mind, and every secret I’ve buried. They know my fears, my desires, and thoughts I pretend don’t exist. Every word feels like a dare. Every page makes my heart race like I’m doing something wrong just by reading. Now I’m falling into something I shouldn’t want. Craving a mystery I should run from. And questioning if the person writing these letters is already closer than I think. The slippery slope theory isn’t a theory. It’s a curse. And I’ve already started falling. Will I ever find my missing brother? Or will I lose myself chasing the person who knows me better than anyone ever has?

A blindfolded woman. A captor who speaks calmly to the camera. And a video the whole world can’t stop watching. Late one night, a disturbing clip goes viral—showing a young woman tied up, her captor’s voice echoing in the dark. While the internet debates whether it’s real, her boyfriend reports her missing. The victim is Mitra, a software engineer and small-time social activist… and the key witness in an unresolved kidnapping from two weeks earlier. Trapped and threatened, Mitra refuses to break. Instead, she engages her captor—who calls himself Sashi—in a dangerous psychological battle of truth and lies, probing into his secrets as he digs into hers. As Vishal races against time to find her, Sashi releases more videos to the public. Each one is a twisted interrogation. Each one paints Mitra not as a simple victim—but as a guilty person with a hidden past. The clues lead back twelve years, to a quiet town, a brutal murder, and a past neither Mitra nor Vishal ever escaped. This is not just the story of a kidnapping. It is the unraveling of a chain of murders spanning more than a decade—and an obsession that was waiting to be exposed. When the truth finally surfaces, who will be left standing?

That year, Voldemort had just formed the Death Eaters and was about to unleash his bloody era on the wizarding world.​ The Marauders of the previous generation had also only just started at Hogwarts, eager to carry out “justice.”​ Pure-blood ideology was running rampant​ The malice and fighting among students were more than ten times what they were in the Chosen One’s era​ In that kind of world, Eric enters Slytherin under the name Severus Snape​ Outside, the Death Eaters watch like tigers ready to pounce​ Inside, a blond-haired rival is eyeing the girl next door he grew up with​ Yet Eric only gives a scornful smile​ Looking at the many glittering “tags” and traits on the teachers and students of Hogwarts, and holding a replication system in his hand, the smile on his face slowly turns twisted​ This is a story set in Hogwarts during the Marauders’ generation, and also the story of a protagonist who climbs step by step to the peak through his own schemes​ Slow-burn, slice of life, not a saint, semi-invincible.​

My current situation is truly, truly dire. How could it not be? I have been sentenced to death, but not by the police or any institution for committing a crime. No, it’s not like that! I have been sentenced to death by myself, by my own hand. You must be wondering why, right? Fine, let me explain from the beginning, briefly, because my hands are already shaking. Somehow, while I was asleep, I was suddenly pulled into the world of my own novel, right at the location where mass destruction is about to occur, and there is absolutely no way out… I don’t know why, but it feels as if someone did this on purpose. To make matters worse, I don’t even know who will destroy it or what event will trigger it, because this place is a plot hole I left behind. Could it be the Villain I wrote? Or is there someone, an organization, or a new monster created by this world to fulfill what has been written? I truly don’t know! Funny, right? But the point is, this place will be completely obliterated, leaving no life behind, because that is what I wrote. And I have seen how this world fills every ‘Blank Space’ perfectly, with history and logic for a place’s existence that I never even wrote. I used to write this destruction casually, even sipping coffee at my desk without feeling the slightest bit of guilt. But now, after living with the people in this Safe Zone, everything is different. So different. They aren't just novel characters; they are whole human beings with families, goals, and dreams… But I… I KILLED THEM ALL WITH MY FINGERS JUST TO MOTIVATE THE PROTAGONIST. Who is more cruel than me? I am so sorry Alice, Aunt Maya, Erickson… I may not deserve to be part of your family. Indeed, fundamentally, I am not your family, I am just a killer nesting in his body, pretending to be him. Even so, I truly love you all more than anything, even my own life. Thank you for letting me feel a sincere love. Thank you for giving me the meaning of life that I have been searching for all this time. Thank you for giving me everything I couldn't get in my previous life... Once again, I love you all... I truly can't wrap my head around it… Why? Why is it that when I finally get a decent life, sincere friends, and a new family who loves me unconditionally, it ends up like this? Am I really this unworthy of happiness? Fine, enough complaining here. This changes nothing… Oh right… This might be the last time I write in my life after writing since I was a child. Yes, this is my final entry in my diary before I take action. I will miss the feeling of writing again… Alright, I’m moving out. I must take responsibility for my negligence by trying to change the fate I have written. Whether I can or not? That’s a matter for later. I will do everything in my power to achieve it, even if I have to use any means necessary. Goodbye, whoever you are reading this. After this, maybe I won't be the same person anymore.

Hacking was already a bad idea. Stealing the source code of a multibillion-dollar game and hacking it was even worse. Helant just chose to be optimistic. Worst case, he goes to jail. Best case, he gets isekai’d. Turns out, it was the best case. When YGGDRASIL shuts down, Helant doesn’t log out. He crosses into the New World together with Momonga, Nazarick, and every NPC… carrying a fully hacked character build. Maxed races. Broken classes. Faith power that turns belief into raw strength. Let's see how it goes... for others.

After transmigrating into the world of Naruto, Youyu awakens a bizarre system: the more he drinks, the stronger he becomes! While others exhaust themselves training Ninjutsu, Youyu only needs a bottle in his hand to dominate the world. The Fourth Raikage: "My ultimate armor? A joke! Youyu shattered it while chugging sake!" Sarutobi Hiruzen: "The boy is a monster. I’ve never seen him train a day in his life, yet with a cup in his hand, he’s untouchable." Uchiha Madara: "You want to dance? I couldn't even take a step! That bastard cut me down while staggering around in a drunken stupor!" Uchiha Obito: "Kamui is useless! When he's wasted, his blade cuts through the very fabric of space!" Youyu: "My hobbies? Drinking... and cutting people in half."

​"I am not a weapon. I am the reason weapons were invented." ​Thirteen-year-old Ryu Alverion was never meant to survive the night his world burned. A high-precision sniper bullet claimed his parents, but it couldn't claim him. Instead, the trauma shattered his mind into three lethal fragments, birthing the Tri-Node System.... a cognitive architecture so dangerous, the Dominion of Astryx buried his existence under the code: Subject D-3. ​Inside Ryu’s head, three entities fight for the steering wheel of his soul: ​NV (Neural Voice): The cold, analytical stabilizer that views the world as mere data. ​Eon (The Corruptor): The bloodthirsty manifestation of Ryu’s suppressed rage, whispering for total annihilation. ​The Silent One: A terrifying, ancient resonance that speaks only when the world is about to end. ​Now, trapped within Vasena.... a secret facility that turns gifted children into state-owned predators.... Ryu must play a deadly game of compliance. But as the mysterious "Weeping Eye" organization arrives to "harvest" his brain, Ryu realizes that Vasena was never a school. It was a cage. ​The cage is now broken. The harvest has begun. ​But Ryu isn't the crop.... he is the reaper. ​In a world of bio-electric warfare, shadow conspiracies, and fragmented memories, Ryu must decide: Will he be the Dominion’s ultimate tool, or the anomaly that burns their world to ash? ​[THEY THINK THEY LOCKED YOU IN, RYU. BUT THEY FORGOT ONE THING....] { The door is open.... step into the void.... }

When Aldric clicked Confirm, expecting a rez glitch, he got transmigrated to Westeros — the world of Game of Thrones with no interface or guild chat, and certainly no way back. Wearing epic plate armor that shines too much, thirty thousand gold nobody here can explain, and not one paladin spell left. The first village he reached was already ash and bodies...

A bunch of mini stories.

One act of heroism cost Aden his life. One stroke of fate gave him another. Aden has transmigrated into the body of Daren Redwyn, the most despised noble in the Kingdom. Exiled, weak, and left for dead in a monster-infested jungle, he should have died a second time. Instead, he awakened the forbidden. Adaptive Resonance. His power has no form, no limit, It evolves to mirror and counter any threat. But the stronger Aden grows, the closer he comes to losing his soul to the Entity —a primal bloodlust buried within him that turns every training session into a slaughter. Under a Master who survived the Great Demon War, Aden must climb the ranks of cultivation. But with a cursed ring fused to his finger, assassins on his trail, and a father who wants him dead, survival is no longer enough. The world expects a disgraced heir. What they’ll get is a god-tier disaster.

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 DISCLAIMERS: This story is officially published on multiple platforms under the pen name Zachelodeon. If you encounter it elsewhere under a different name, it has been stolen or reposted without authorization No audio adaptations, translations, derivative works, or commercial uses are permitted without written permission from the author. For adaptation inquiries, please contact the author directly. For professional or rights-related communication, please email: [email protected] Copyright: 2025 Zachelodeon. All rights reserved. This work is an original creation by the author. No part of it may be reproduced, reposted, mirrored, translated, or adapted without explicit written permission.

Samantha Hale once lived an ordinary life in the human world, ordinarily except for the constant sense that she never truly belonged. Found as an abandoned infant near a forest border and raised by a loving human couple, she grew up blind to her origins yet strangely attuned to the unseen. Her senses were sharper than most; her instincts too accurate to ignore. But the truth behind her unusual existence remained hidden… until Morris found her. Morris was a werewolf, charming on the surface, dangerously obsessive beneath. He was fascinated by Samantha, drawn to something he couldn’t immediately define. When she resisted his advances and tried to escape his tightening grip, his obsession turned violent. The night she fled him changed her life forever. Morris, enraged that she would choose freedom over him, clawed out her eyes in the forest, claiming that if she couldn’t look at him with love, she shouldn’t look at anyone at all. Blinded, bleeding, and running on pure terror, Samantha stumbled deep into the forbidden wildland…the territory of the Alpha King of werewolves: Zoro Darkfang. Zoro was everything Morris wasn’t … powerful, calculating, feared yet fair. He carried the burden of leadership, haunted by a slow-burning war with Morris, his former beta turned traitor. When Samantha literally crashed into his life and arm… something ancient stirred inside him. He couldn’t ignore the instinctual pull he felt toward her. Yet he saw her as human and helpless, a fragile soul ruined by one of his own. His first instinct was to protect … and hide her. But soon, Zoro begins to realize Samantha isn’t helpless at all. Even without eyes, she sees things others can’t … whispers of magic, traces of aura, echoes of souls. She senses a darkness coming… and she feels it inside herself. The wolves around her react to her presence… not with pity, but awe. Her scent is royal. Her wounded face carries beneath the skin a faint shimmering mark, one Zoro recognizes from stories told only in secret: The Eclipse Wolf. A supernatural lineage believed extinct. A wolf that exists between light and shadow, life and death. Samantha is the last of them… the heir to a power great enough to either unite or destroy every pack on the continent. And both Zoro and Morris want her. Zoro, to protect her. Morris… to claim her. Morris is convinced that Samantha is his destined mate… not because of love, but because of ambition. If he owns the Eclipse Wolf, he owns fate itself. He launches relentless attacks on neighboring packs, killing dozens and leaving one survivor each time… always with the same message: “Bring me Samantha. Alone.” His dominance becomes a blood-written ultimatum. Samantha, meanwhile, battles fear, guilt, and a terrifying transformation inside her. As the Eclipse mark awakens, she experiences visions of a giant wolf woven from moonlight and darkness. She feels her body changing, senses sharpening, something monstrous and magnificent waiting beneath her grief. She hates what Morris did to her. She fears what she’s becoming. And yet, she needs answers. Zoro tries to help her control this new power, guiding her through the rage and shadows looming inside. Along the way, their connection deepens… from protector and victim to something undeniable. But love only intensifies the danger. Prophecies begin resurfacing: “When the Eclipse Wolf awakens, a king must fall.” Morris believes Zoro is that king. Zoro wonders if he might instead be destined to die by Samantha’s awakening hand. The climax erupts when Morris stages his deadliest attack yet, abducting innocent pack members and forcing Zoro’s warriors into slaughter. He sends a mangled survivor to deliver the final demand: “Samantha walks into my territory, or their blood never stops flowing.” Samantha refuses to let more lives be lost because of her. Despite Zoro’s furious objections, she makes her choice. She goes. Alone. Blind but guided by something older than eyesight, de

"I just wanted the pain to stop..." Year 1956 Ren Blackwood, a teenage boy with a failing body, suffered through his existence from a young age. The doctors told him to fight on. The nurses whispered false hope. But he knew the truth—there was no cure for him. So he made a hard choice. And pulled the plug. But his death didn’t bring peace. No, it brought something far worse. Instead, he awakens in The Wretched Vale, a horrific world where agony has no end. Where lost souls wander endlessly, trapped in never-ending cycles of suffering. Here, pain is eternal—and no one can escape. To survive, Ren must face the horrors of this afterlife, confronting the darkest parts of himself. Can he find a way to escape this endless cycle of death, or will he be lost to it forever? In a world where suffering is unrelenting, can a soul truly break free—or does it become one with the torment?

Give him a Fireball, and he gives you the Sun. Give him a Wind Blade, and he cuts through reality. Lu Li has transmigrated to Fairy Tail with a singular, terrifying gift: the ability to instantly learn, analyze, and upgrade any power he witnesses. While others struggle to master a single attribute, Lu Li is building an arsenal of apocalypse-level magic. His goal? Survive the Dragons, Zeref, and the chaos of this world. His method? Absolute dominance through understanding. But just as he begins his rise to power, the multiverse comes knocking. [Invitation: Dimensional Chat Group] [Do you wish to join? Y/N] Lu Li hits "Yes." It’s time to show the multiverse what a true mage looks like.

-No harem. -Slow pace at the beginning. -Regression Aethermoor is a land surrounded by dangers that threaten its peace. From the frozen north, to the scarred west, the corrupted east, and the threatened south, unseen forces and ancient vows struggle to keep the world from breaking apart. At its center rises the World Tree, a silent guardian standing watch, holding the fragile balance of life together. Kai Rowen Greyhold, the young heir of a hidden legacy, sees none of this. To him, life is ordinary, yet he feels the tension in the air, the absence of his father, the watchful care in his mother’s eyes, and the weight of a world that could crumble at any misstep. Unaware of the secret battles waged by protectors like White King, the Ice Warden, the Knight King, and the Everlasting Priestess, Kai must navigate a land where every step holds danger. Magic, beasts, corruption, and political intrigue swirl unseen, testing courage, wits, and trust. As Kai journeys across Aethermoor, he will uncover hidden truths about his family, the ancient powers that sustain the world, and his own role in a destiny far greater than he ever imagined. In a land where darkness grows silently and even allies may hide secrets, survival is just the beginning. In a land on the edge of collapse, one question remains. Can Kai rise to meet it?

A school exchange trip to Korea's southern islands ends overnight when a neural broadcast triggers a mass behavioral collapse. The government responds with Containment Protocol Black Tide. Nineteen year old Seo Jun-ho has no powers and no systems, only discipline, combat training, and the ability to stay calm when others lose control. As the infected spread alive, in pain, and no longer fully human, society collapses faster than the outbreak itself. Authority fails. Information becomes a weapon. Safety becomes currency. Forced into leadership he never wanted, Jun-ho must guide his group from island to island toward the mainland, making decisions that save some lives and erase others. The more he survives, the further he drifts from the person he used to be. This is not a story about heroes. It is a story about what control keeps you alive and what it costs to keep it.