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Devourer's Ascent

Zephyr was taken to his first step into the trial when the world itself seemed to turn against him. Thrown into chaos without warning, he found his body already pushed beyond its limits—bloodied, brutally battered, and teetering on the edge of death. Every breath burned his lungs, every movement threatened to tear him apart. Yet the trial offered no mercy, no pause to recover, no chance to retreat. This was no ordinary test of strength. It was a crucible designed to break the weak and refine the strong. An endless death march stretched before him, a path littered with the fallen—those who had once carried hope, ambition, and pride, now reduced to lifeless reminders of failure. The air itself felt heavy, suffocating, as if it demanded sacrifice. Hunger gnawed at his insides, exhaustion clouded his thoughts, and pain became his only constant companion. Here, survival was not granted to the strongest alone. Power meant nothing without cunning. Skill meant nothing without awareness. And even the most prepared could fall if luck turned its back on them. In this merciless domain, only those who could adapt—who could endure—would carve a path forward. Zephyr staggered, nearly collapsing as his vision blurred. His body screamed for rest, for surrender. But deep within him, something refused to yield. A spark—small, fragile, yet unyielding—burned against the overwhelming darkness. Would he survive this relentless trial? Or would he become just another forgotten corpse beneath the weight of the crucible? The answer had yet to be written. But one truth remained undeniable... This was only the beginning. Now… let the Ascent begin!!!!
SleepingMonkey · 6k Views

Section E India

Aadhya Verma never imagined that one transfer could feel like stepping into an entirely different world. From the simplicity of her village school to the polished chaos of Prestigious School of Knowledge, everything feels unfamiliar—too big, too loud, too… much. But the real shock? Section E. The one section everyone avoids. The one filled with boys who don’t follow rules, don’t respect authority, and definitely don’t welcome outsiders. And Aadhya? She’s the only girl there. Surrounded by the most unruly, rebellious boys in the entire school, she quickly realizes this isn’t just about adjusting—it’s about surviving. Leading them is Vivaan Oberoi—arrogant, unpredictable, and dangerously sharp. He doesn’t like change. And he definitely doesn’t like her. What starts as cold hostility soon turns into a battle of egos, words, and wills. Vivaan and his friends make it clear—they want her out. But Aadhya Verma isn’t someone who backs down. With her stubborn resilience, quick wit, and unbreakable spirit, she refuses to leave. Instead, she stands her ground—challenging them, provoking them, and slowly… changing things no one thought could change. Because sometimes, the people who try hardest to push you away… are the ones who end up closest. Amid chaos, clashes, laughter, and unexpected moments, Aadhya finds something she never expected— friendship, belonging… and maybe even love. This Story by title it says it's a remake of Ang mutya ng section E but with an Indian version of it. Just with a few changes. I hope you like it. Offcourse all credits to Ate Lara for this Amazing story line. We love you...Aye Lara.
Payal_Goswami_6362 · 25.3k Views

The Anomaly: My Shadow Has a Lethal Glitch

People used to believe that they had finally taken over the cosmos. We created a golden age of peace by curing diseases and ending conflicts. Then the clouds parted. Massive Gates ripped through time and space without prior notice, their violet light pulsating to consume the sun. From the bottom of the abyss sprang nightmares—physics-defying leviathans and hordes of horrible things that transformed our once idyllic world into a killing field. We humans put up a fight, but the world our ancestors left us is a merciless prison where power rules supreme. The survival of his younger sister is Cardo's first priority in this merciless new age. For that, he requires authority. Unfortunately, Cardo is demoted to the lowest possible rank on the day when his dormant skills are finally brought to light. His so-called "gift" is a Basic Clone, a lifeless shadow puppet that lacks any sort of fighting magic whatsoever. Cardo falls to the lowest level of society after being branded as a non-essential bycatch. In a world where monsters prey on the weak, what hope does a trash-tier utility user have? In the face of the haughty nobility and the dangers beyond the city walls, how is he supposed to shield his sister? With only a silent follower, how can he ascend the merciless ladder of power? In the shadows, you will find the light. Cardo is going to find out that his shadow can absorb dangerous, forbidden secrets—it is more than just a mimic. Instead of merely climbing the ladder of power, Cardo will smash it in order to rise from the ashes and defend what is rightfully his.
KaidoDLuffy · 4.2k Views

Rizzmaster: The Adventures of Bob

SYNOPSIS | Initially an ‘Average Joe’, or thoroughly mediocre person, Bob, born with F- grade genetic potential had an epiphany that day when he read in his science textbook that "The goal of all living things was to reproduce". Stumbling upon Epigenetics, a Theory which states that every organism can alter its genetic potential as a result of their own actions and in the right environmental conditions, Bob begins to study and train in order to improve his Genetic Quality, in order to become a genetic success and attain Immortality. One day he picks up a manual entitled “The Art of Rizz, Vol. 1” dropped by a grandfather who is seeking a disciple to pass on his teachings, and so begins Bob’s Adventures as he embarks on the path of becoming a Grand Rizzmaster, and achieving Immortality with endless achievements, the most important one being to achieve Evolutionary success and to ensure his DNA is passed on successfully. Read and follow along with the Adventures of Bob in this unique ‘Coming’-of-age Tale and get ready for a ‘Wild Ride’. And no! Not… necessarily the one you’re now thinking of now… ! (Get that mind out of the gutter :P!!!) Rating: PG Parental Guidance recommended ___ • Any and all terms and ‘epiphanies’ in this work are intended as satire for comedic effect and should not be taken seriously. • All characters, places and events are fictional unless otherwise stated. • The aim is to Entertain. Enjoy ! ✨ • Read and you won't regret* *Disclaimer: 50% probability.
nightskynear · 380.4k Views

The Cafe Beneath The Storm

My name is Naomi Price. I’m twenty-three, cursed with an annoyingly flawless complexion, and my life used to be completely unremarkable. My biggest mistake was paying eight bucks for a americano at The Roasted Cafe. That’s where some coward slipped a lethal cocktail into my mug, and I ended up choking on my own spit on a sticky laminate floor. Death was supposed to be a dirt nap. Instead, I woke up with a migraine, exactly ten years in the past. Only, it isn't my past. The world I woke up in is wrong. The skies are a polluted, bruised purple, and the streets are crawling with heavily armed zealots who call themselves The Legion. They own everything now. And the kicker? Everyone is walking around with powers, dictated by a mysterious, floating System that treats human lives like a twisted, high-stakes game. You want to survive this dystopia? You rank up. You want to find out who murdered you? You bleed for it. But the universe has a sick, twisted sense of humor when it comes to leveling up. You can't just grind your way to the top by beating the shit out of low-tier thugs in an alley. To climb the ladder and claim a higher rank, the System locks you in a pocket dimension and forces you to fight an upgraded, deadlier version of yourself. You have to literally kick your own ass to evolve. If you lose? You die for real. And as if dealing with a fascist regime and fighting my own shadow wasn't enough, I brought a passenger back with me. A fractured piece of my own subconscious woke up when I died. She is an arrogant, unhinged mastermind who thinks she is God’s gift to violence. I just want to solve my murder, rip the Legion to shreds, and fix this broken timeline. My other half? She just wants to finger-paint with their blood. So, grab a helmet and buckle the fuck up. We have exactly fifty chapters to sort this colossal clusterfuck out, and my patience is already running on empty.
r0h1th_ · 3.4k Views