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Shadow Slave | Sleepless Dreamer

Set in the Shadow Slave world...a time before Sunny was born...this story follows a simple soldier who must survive in a dystopian, apocalyptic landscape where magic and gun warfare collide. In a far-off Quadrant known as North America, a young soldier named Hope is 16 years old when he gets infected by the Nightmare Spell. He passed! But...he feels a bit scammed...? A flaw that makes him fade from people's memories... A cursed attribute that makes him remember everything endlessly in eternal wakefulness... It's as if the Spell is twisting his future and existence into an almost improbable one. All he has ever known his purpose to be was to serve as a simple soldier. Not too powerful. But not so weak either. And maybe, just maybe like some others, become an Awakened. Although he never dreamt of being one. Now that his whole life is compromised after his First Nightmare, his first objective is to survive on his own. But as he tries to escape his fate, his actions seem to lead him further from his goal. He struggles against obstacles that slowly grow bigger and out of proportion. Maybe the Dream Realm and the Real World aren't so different than one may think. Hope's journey involves uncovering secrets and gaining knowledge about his true nature and his new role in the world. Is he fit to be a hero? Could he redefine it? *** Please read the READER DISCLAIMER in Volume 0. This is my spin-off novel of "Shadow Slave" by Guiltythree. But please don't expect the same writing style, setting, and characters, especially the main character. This story reveals more about how people/cities/governments operate after the Spell’s arrival. I always find it interesting how maybe one country handles it fairly, but how others handle it with desperation to the point that you question humanity. There will be easter eggs pointing to the original novel either intentional for the plot or unrelated to it, but all for fun. I am a new author so props to all who bear with me and helps me improve my writing. If it is not for you, please don't leave outright hate comments. Eat wassabi instead if you want pain. Critique and advice would be great too. Cover Art: @ellieaedon I will be posting on RoyalRoad.com and on AO3 for some people's preferences.
MonoSilence · 561.3k Views

Princess’s Struggle for Survival

Imagine waking up as the villain in your sister's cheesy fantasy novel. Yeah, not ideal, especially when that villain is destined for hatred, and a grim end in some forgotten dungeon. That's Astrid's new reality. Her old life? Gone. Her new mission? Survive. And step one means throwing the original script out the window. But changing fate is way harder than it sounds. In a desperate move, Astrid makes the story's heroine, Lyra, her personal maid. Clever, right? Except teaching Lyra magic and treating her like, well, a person, backfires spectacularly. Lyra's gratitude twists into something intense, dark, and possessive. And she's not the only one. Astrid tries mending fences with her powerful aunt, only to find herself smothered by a love that feels dangerously close to madness. Even her ambitious half-sister, originally her rival, gets weirdly attached after Astrid shows her a bit of warmth and helps her gain power using some modern-world smarts. Astrid thought she was being clever, building alliances, creating intelligence networks, rewriting roles. She is changing the story, but it's warping everyone around her. Their loyalty? It's becoming obsession. Their affection? A dangerous fixation. Now, Astrid isn't just fighting the plot. She's drowning in a mess of her own making – caught between people who crave her, tangled in lies and affections twisted way out of shape. Everyone wants her, and sharing isn't remotely on their agenda.
_Astra_20 · 1.2m Views

The rejected Luna returns

They wanted a villain, so I became one. Publicly humiliated and cast aside, Lina became an easy target after she was rejected by her fated mate, Kain, the Alpha's son. Used by those in power, blamed for things she didn't do, and abandoned when she needed protection the most, her first life ended violently and unfairly. But that wasn't the end. She was reborn into several years in the past with the memories of her death intact, and was aware of everything that would happen. Lina refuses to make the same choices again. This time, she keeps her distance, hardens herself, and stops trying to be good for people who never valued her. But no matter how careful she threads, fate still tied her down to the same person. Only this time, she had two fated mates instead of one, Kain's twin brother, Louis. And despite having rejected her and ruined her life previously, Kain is now desperate to reclaim her. However, as the saying goes, once bitten, twice shy. Lina refuses to fall back in her old ways again. He may want her back, but it doesn't mean she will still be there, waiting for him. Excerpt (Lina's POV) "You want an answer right? Fine…" I shot back, my expression hardening. "I feel nothing for you. Besides, aren't you already engaged? What more do you want from a lowly slave like me?" my words came out harsh, not because I meant to sound harsh, I just….I couldn't take the risk, not with a Winston. My fate could end up just like before, if I dared to let myself waver. I noticed his expression harden, his eyes turning cold as he quietly moves away to let me pass. I didn't waste another second there. I rushed out of his quarters, my eyes burning as I tried to hold back my tears. The emotions welling up inside me, so much pain than I've ever felt before, sadness….these couldn't be mine. I froze where I stood, clutching my chest as the emotions overwhelmed me. It was at that moment that it dawned on me. He was actually in love with me. But how? When? I don't understand. What in the world is going on, why had events become so unpredictable, so many things had changed I don't even know what to do anymore. If Louis was in love with me, then…maybe I finally had a chance to use him to change my fate. Carla has already proposed this, but I was afraid I'll end up being betrayed, used and then cast aside just like the past. But this was different now, he loves me.That makes him a risk… and an opportunity.... I just needed to use him to change my fate, I didn't have to love him back. Using him meant crossing a line I swore I never would. It meant becoming something I despised. But what was the alternative? I don't know what came over me, but I turned around, heading back into the room where I found him laying on the bed. He sat up in a hurry as I barged into the room, his eyes wide with surprise. He obviously wasn't expecting me to come back. "You—" he stopped himself, pushing himself upright. "Why are you here? " I didn't answer immediately. I stood there, staring at him, noticing the tension in his shoulders, the way his jaw clenched like he was bracing himself for rejection all over again. "I lied," I said finally.
ELF_QUEEN · 79.4k Views

The Sinful Young Master

[Character videos and images-discord-https://discord.gg/wmcF4trFt2] Thomas had always been diligent, loyal, and quietly dependable — the kind of young man who put family before himself. Yet it was that very family who betrayed him. Their greed and ambition led to his death, ending his life on Earth with bitterness and unanswered questions. But death was not his end. He awakened in another world — a realm where gods were not distant myths but the most powerful beings in existence. Here, divinity was sustained by faith itself; the more believers a god had, the stronger that god became. Entire civilizations rose and fell based on devotion. Reborn as Jolthar, Thomas quickly discovered that fate had not granted him peace. The noble family he was born into was fractured, cold, and rife with internal conflict. Ambition, jealousy, and neglect defined his new household, echoing the betrayal of his previous life. Instead of love, he found rivalry; instead of support, suspicion. Yet Jolthar was not one to bend. Hard-headed, stubborn, and driven by a fierce will to rise above weakness, he refused to remain a victim — whether of family, society, or even the gods themselves. In a world where belief created divinity, he began to question the very system that sustained the heavens. Why worship… when one could ascend? His fate took a decisive turn when he received the blessing of Qalena, a powerful and enigmatic goddess whose motives remained unclear. Some said she saw potential in him. Others whispered she sought a champion — or perhaps something far more dangerous. With her blessing, Jolthar’s path became clear. He would carve his own legend. He would rise beyond mortal limitations. And one day, he would not merely pray to the gods. He would stand among them — or above them. [My Twitter id : https://x.com/jl_lucifer]
Luciferjl · 1.3m Views

The King of Solrein

Burn the worlds. Destroy the gods of old and new. Become the king of what was not meant to be. The year is 7500. The Empire is a relentless machine of Roman discipline and Victorian elegance, expanding endlessly across the stars via FTL travel. It is a universe of rigid order and divine oversight, but Blake Justinian Margrave is the flaw in the design. Blake seeks a throne that reality itself forbids. To claim it, he must dismantle a galactic civilization and execute the deities that rule it. But a man cannot kill a god. To achieve the impossible, Blake Justinian Margrave will have to break himself first. He must shatter his mind, discard his humanity, and unmake his very soul. Only by becoming nothing can he inherit everything. The fires are lit. The gods are waiting. The breaking begins now. One day, he may destroy a planet without hesitation, calmly biting into an apple as he issues the final command. Or he may discover that everything he believes about himself is a lie. That he was never meant to be Solrein. Or even human. The Solrein are humanity’s next creation. Genetically perfected beings with glass-like eyes of bright color. rapid regeneration. A life measured in centuries. Where humans conquer worlds, Solrein armies claim entire solar systems. Where humans fade in decades, Solrein rule for a thousand years. This is a story of advanced technology, genetic and machine evolution. Victorian refinement and Roman authority collide with a far-future universe of starships, living weapons, and engineered blood. There are no harems. No stat screens. No artificial power ladders. Just blood, sweat and tears. Only galactic war. Politics where mistakes matter. Power paid for in flesh and blood—Spellblood included, though that is something best discovered within the story itself. This is a story that listens to its readers. If you find a flaw. a mistake. or something you dislike. say so. I will always thank you for it. Welcome to The King of Solrein. Sometimes I might be away so fewer chapters some weeks but I will upload extra to make up for any missed. Meant to be a true book, A series of books. So no 1000+ chapters where you have to seriously invest to keep reading just to never see a true ending in sight.
Nightz_Write · 81.9k Views

Demon Anomaly System

Blurb: He was once mindless trash. Vermin. An Imp. No name, no purpose. No future. He was supposed to die in the Maw like the rest. Mindless, crawling meat for something stronger to chew on. But something broke. A spark buried itself inside him... something ancient, older than Hell itself. Now he can see. He can think. He can Evolve. Hell doesn't know it yet, but the bottom just stood up. And he's hungry. Synopsis: The lowest demon in Hell. An imp without thought, spawned from filth, born for slaughter. Then he devoured a glitched system shard, something that shouldn’t exist in Hell. It gave him thought. It gave him power. It gave him the chance to evolve. Crawling through a realm of endless death and rot, he forced open a path to Earth. But in the year 2125, Earth isn’t what it once was. A hundred years ago, the Convergence shattered reality. Dimensions merged and the Dungeons fell. Civilization ended. Now, after a century of struggle, the Five Kings rule what's left, each carving out their own empires with overwhelming power. Like the Beast Taming King, who controls what was once Africa. His lands teem with monsters. Users flock to farm his dungeons, capturing beasts, gather rare materials...if they can survive, and don't forget to pay tribute. Or the Undead King, who holds what was once Europe and Russia in an iron grip. Endless legions of the dead serve him, his people loyal and fanatical. Behind an iron mask, he enforces absolute authority. A tyrant, loved by his people, living or dead. Everywhere, system users chase their own power. Shards grant anything from petty stats to world-shaking destinies. Everyone sees themselves as the hero, the protagonist of their own story. All of this is maintained and guided through the Network, a system-spanning infrastructure no human can escape. It ranks, registers, and controls. But not everywhere. Beyond the king's territories lie the Freelands, lawless zones they can’t or won’t hold. Here, gangs and corporations carve up ground while dimensional rifts swallow entire city blocks, wild dungeons drop without warning, and violence is the only law. He shouldn’t even exist in the Network. He’s not human. But his shard is corrupted...tainted. He slips through its firewalls, unregistered, unranked and free. Consuming the life and identity of Wohan Seo-jin, a system user and gang boss on the drowned coast of what was once Korea, he takes everything: his face, his memories, his men. Now he owns a foothold in the human world. And he plans to keep it. Survival isn’t enough. There is too much to want, too much to take for his own. System users, demons, dimensional races, even gods, he’ll push past every limit, evolve beyond every threat, and claim everything he desires...no matter the cost. #Litrpg #DarkFantasy #Grimdark #ProgressionFantasy #Post-apocalyptic
ValdenePatriarch · 418.3k Views