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Fate/Grand Order: Prologue – Radiant Star of the Human Order

The soul has perished, leaving behind only emptiness. Yet in its final cry of anguish, it stirs the one who dwells beyond the hollow world: the Omniscient Observer. By the will of this Observer, a nameless spirit is granted a new destiny — to be reborn as a Servant, cast into a crimson Singularity where humanity’s future has been stolen. A mythic-scale crime upon human history itself: the Incineration of the Human Order. The vessel bestowed upon it is none other than the Hero King, Gilgamesh — the Golden Monarch who severed ties with the gods and began the age of mankind. Arrogant and merciless, he judges all from his resplendent throne. And yet within this golden vessel dwells a forgotten soul, stripped even of its name. What upheaval shall this curious hero bring to the journey across human history? The White Beast watches in silence, ever observing its progress. The King’s laughter echoes across the Singularity. Behold the most luxurious restoration of Human Order in history, funded by boundless wealth and lasting for six entire months. “What? Chaldea is a black company powered by nothing but energy drinks? Fools! I shall renovate and rebuild it myself!” Through the Hero King's unending generosity, Chaldea undergoes a glorious transformation. Private rooms, pristine living quarters, an infinite power engine. An ever-turning, immortal paradise — Chaldea, reborn. And ever-present are the true treasures: the readers who continue to witness and support this tale. Over ten thousand strong, they remain unwavering, unmatched, and unshakably true. Here stands a Gilgamesh the world has never seen before. A saga woven by a pure soul and a delighted vessel — the Epic of Gilgamesh begins anew. The King’s journey is far from over. May this tale add a new brilliance to your own. I entrust it to you. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds
Greyhounds · 515.5k Views

Eldritch Subs

Riley was an appraiser at a renowned auction house through no skill of his own. His late father — a man the boy hardly remembered anything about — had almost single-handedly earned The Pentacle its reputation. But he died young, long before most of his shares in the auction house and the many, many guilds he served had vested, leaving his widow and three children with pennies, not the king’s fortune he was well worth on paper. Hoping to catch lightning in a bottle twice, The Pentacle had seen Riley through university, earning him an honours degree in dungeonry while the boy incurred massive debt offset by the promise of reclaiming his father’s dividends — should he meet the auction house’s world-class standards for appraisal. Riley would not meet those standards. Unlike his prodigious father, the boy’s appraisal spells were iffy, requiring him to rub, scratch, break, and sometimes even lick the most basic of items to identify them. One must never lick the brazen skull of a cultist’s lich-wife, however tempting — lest he be sacrificed at the altar and a poor, spiteful soul take his place. That said, now that I find myself in Riley’s body — thank you very much — I don’t blame the boy (although I do rather judge him). I’m certain Riley didn’t have any appraisal spells, but dreadful eldritch subtitles — probably fansubs too, of the kind that drove him insane, yet he revelled in the madness between magics lost in translation. Why else, pray tell, would he lick that brazen skull when he could have roiled it in mana and known the truths of this world? — From the Diary of Riley Tarot: A Spiteful Eldritch Media Player With a Heart. What to Expect: “THE END.” I’ve never written those words for any story I’ve told, but I will do so here. Eldritch Subs may not have the ending you want — or even a good ending (good writing’s notoriously hard) — but there will be one.
boggartgremlin · 2.5k Views

The Only Thing Harder Than Revenge Is My Sarcastic Cheat

Max Taylor was supposed to get a second chance. One moment he was dying in a crumpled car, headlights bleeding into the night— the next, he opened his eyes beneath a foreign sky, reborn into a world where the wind smelled cleaner and the stars burned unfamiliar. Fate, he thought, was finally being kind. But kindness doesn’t linger. Within months, his new parents—gentle hands, warm smiles, the family he never had—were murdered without a trace. No bodies. No clues. Just the echo of loss repeating itself like a cruel cosmic joke. Grief hardened into a quiet storm inside him, a five-year-old carrying an anger far too ancient. Just when the darkness felt bottomless, his “golden finger” arrived. The Wish Stone. Sentient. Sensitive. And loud enough to give a monk a migraine. Sy—blunt, sarcastic, and convinced Max is one bad decision wrapped in skin—becomes his unwilling partner. Every boost, every upgrade, every tiny miracle drains Max’s hard-earned Wish Points. Sy charges him for everything, even cleaning up messes Max didn’t know he made. If power came with a troll, it would look exactly like this. Armed with grit, borrowed miracles, and Sy’s nonstop commentary, Max grows stronger in the shadows of the mundane world—picking up scraps of intel, dismantling gangs, digging through the grime for the one truth that matters: who killed his parents? But the truth comes with fangs. Taking on a job, Max stumbles upon a request to kill a vampire, a confirmation that the world he's in isn't as it seems. Behind the neon-lit alleys and smoky hideouts lies a hidden realm—creatures of myth walking in tailored suits, old powers trading secrets beneath moonlit cathedrals, mysteries sharper than blades. The underworld he hunted is only the surface. And the monster he’s been chasing? He isn’t the killer. Worse—his parents aren’t dead. Everything Max has bled for, every path he clawed his way through, every night of rage, every wish… all built on a perfect, deliberate lie. Now Max must dive deeper, into a maze of shadows where truth costs more than Wish Points, and the dead don’t stay dead. With Sy’s taunting voice in his ear and a destiny shaped by secrets, Max hunts the real puppeteer pulling the strings of his life—twice. A boy reborn. A world concealed. A sarcastic cheat system with opinions. And a mystery that rewrites everything.
Jude005 · 3.5k Views