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It all started with a curse. In the sterile halls of St. Solace Hospital, Laura—wounded, desperate, and blinded by grief—cast a curse she never meant to. A curse that tore through the innocent, striking a child who wasn’t meant to bear its weight. Rozzi, a hero caught in the shadows, made the ultimate sacrifice to protect that child, her life extinguished in the Spiral’s growing darkness. And Asto De La, a father shattered by loss and betrayal, was pushed to the edge of madness. His quest for justice became a battle against something ancient and merciless—a forest that remembers every name, every pain, every secret. Now the forest watches. Elias, a boy who should have died that night, lives on beneath the trees. Saved by a silent girl whose name he never learned, he became the Spiral’s last heir. He writes the names of the forgotten into the dirt so they don’t vanish, so the curse doesn’t spread. But memory is not merciful. And the Spiral never forgets. When the dead begin to whisper and children wake remembering things they never lived, the curse calls again. Elias must choose between becoming a monster like the one who saved him… Or breaking the forest’s heart one name at a time. The Forest Never Forgets is a chilling supernatural tale of memory, sacrifice, and the weight of love that refuses to die. This is where grief grows wild and names become roots. Dear Readers, Some stories are born from fire. This is one of them. In the shadows of forgotten places, in the silence after screams, the past waits. It doesn't fade. It doesn't forgive. And if you dare to look too closely, it might look back. The Ashes of the Innocent is not just a story of grief, curses, and the supernatural—it's about the aching cost of love, the terror of truth, and the monsters we inherit. Every word was written with trembling fingers and a haunted heart. I hope you read it with the same fire. Welcome to St. Solace. Remember: once you enter, it remembers you too. With ash-stained pages

On a fictional, more futuristic Earth, over half the population is comsumed by a cannibalistic plague. One of the many permafrost secrets escapes from the depths of the North Pole, marching south, only to reach that farm boy. But Blackow isn’t just any farm boy, he too shares some secrets of his own, secrets the whole world isn’t ready for.

Adam, a student from Earth, finds himself transported into a game he once played, inhabiting the body of the former Sun God from Lord of the Mysteries, with the status of Sequence 0 of the Sun Pathway. After a single night with the famous Stellaron Hunter Kafka in the world of Honkai: Star Rail, he ends up with an unwanted child. Now burdened with the responsibility of raising her, he must learn to care for this little girl… while trying to rediscover his lost humanity. None character or elements belongs to me but to cuttlefish that love diving for Lotm and Honkai star rail belongs to miHoYo.

Weirner Schneider hated death, so he was always thoroughly careful with his life. He didn’t have it all, but he had enough not to complain. He even had a car he bought without any mortgage plan. So dying was the least he expected. And certainly not from a truck that flew all the way to the tenth floor and crashed into his office. Just like that, his peaceful days came to an end, and he found himself in a hardcore mythical world, where dying was as easy as breathing, in the body of an orphan named Wei Shi Lan. Determined to live a comfortable life here, Wei Shi Lan began to tread the path of a Daoist. Along the way, he discovered a unique ancient cultivation technique that allowed him to harvest the purest form of energy in existence through the copulation of divine yin and yang. With this technique… cheating death was possible, even though the requirements were beyond absurd: Conquering and collecting the Divine Yin energy of ten thousand goddesses through dual cultivation. He fought for his goal and eventually reached the benchmark of conquering one thousand goddesses after two hundred years. But before he could celebrate his victory, Shi Lan was betrayed by one of the goddesses — the one he trusted most. The realms below Heaven and the ones above it collided to kill the despicable Shi Lan. With his final breath, he destroyed them all at the highest mountain peak of the Martial Realm. What Wei Shi Lan did not expect was that he would wake up in the body of his younger self, ten years after that event. And this time, he awakened with the precious reward he had obtained after conquering one thousand goddesses in bed. The Heaven-Defying Demon had been slaughtered. Peace reigned across the seven realms. But little did they know that the stealer of wives, the only husband of all the goddesses and maidens of the heavens was slowly sharpening his blade. Armed with a Dao-Devouring Nascent Soul, he would continue his pursuit of immortality and return to make their wives chase him. But first, he would teach that backstabbing goddess a very good lesson.

For a decade, Lauri has served as a government operative. Now, he finds himself in the unforgiving wasteland of Antarctica, leading his own ragtag crew of Irregulars against the ever-encroaching tide of Nightmare Creatures. In a land where darkness festers and hope freezes, every battle is a struggle to keep the light alive. (Hai, so I intend to have fun with this fanfic. It may start in the middle of the Antarctica campaign, but have no fear. After a certain point, there will be flashbacks to Lauri's First Nightmare, Winter Solstice and Second Nightmare, respectively. But that won't be for a while, so I hope you enjoy the ride!)

In the City of Amnesia, survival has a price — and it costs everything you are. Kobi is a Scavenger. A shadow at the bottom of the world, invisible to everyone who matters. But when his mother sacrifices her memories of him to pull him back from the edge of starvation, she doesn’t just forget his name. She becomes a Shell. A hollowed-out vessel. Empty eyes. A stranger wearing his mother’s face. Consumed by rage, Kobi descends into the forbidden ruins — the one place the city’s rulers have declared off-limits. What he finds there isn’t just salvage. It’s a secret ruthless enough to shatter the order that keeps millions enslaved. But the City of Amnesia doesn’t give you truth for free. Every answer costs a piece of who you are. Every secret carves out a little more of the self you’re trying to save. How much of himself can Kobi lose — before he becomes the very thing he’s fighting to destroy? …………….. Disclaimer & Reader's Guide • Rapid Growth: Watch the MC’s ascent as he masters the mysteries of Éto and his unique powers at an accelerated pace. • Elite Squad: The MC is backed by a formidable cast of Knight Summons, each possessing their own lore and devastating combat styles. • Epic Journey: A true Progressive Fantasy experience, with deep evolution and growth spanning across a planned 300+ chapter odyssey. • High-Octane Action: Prepare for visceral battles and spectacular Beast Skills that will push the boundaries of the Mindscape. • No Harem: The focus remains strictly on plot, character development, and the harsh reality of the world of Amnésia. • Quality Over Speed: Each chapter is crafted with precision and care to ensure the best visual and narrative experience. Quality takes time. ……….. The mystery of The Last Trace is only deepening... Subscribe to follow the journey and stay updated!

It's been 5 years since Spider-Man disappeared after the events of Superior Spider-Man. At the very least, New York was turned into hell, and worse, the world was slowly dying as a result of Universe 616 being kicked out of the web of life and destiny. But with the help of an extraterrestrial entity, a group of heroines set out to travel back in time in order to prevent the Web's core from being destroyed. Some of them were old loves, and some of them wanted more than colleagues to support them in their most broken moments. . . Note: The story is related to the spiderman in dc story, but in a different timeline.

There are secrets the world chose to forget. Darian just stumbled upon one. Raised on stories of heroes and sacrifice, he dreamed of a clear path: climbing the ranks of the Adventurer's Guild, exploring dungeons, and making a name for himself among the Empire's finest. But the world is bigger, darker, and far more complicated than any book ever taught him. The history everyone knows, the one carved into statues and told in every village, might not be the real history. The heroes he admired his whole life could be hiding a truth that someone spent centuries burying. And Darian just found the first clue. A world to explore. Monsters that defy all logic. Dungeons that hide more than treasure. Truths buried for centuries. And an adventure that's only just begun. Do you dare to discover it alongside Darian?

In the shadowed cradle of a newly unveiled realm, Takumi crossed the threshold with hope alight in his heart. Yet no sooner had his footfall echoed than catastrophe unfurled its merciless wings. The world shattered in an instant, consumed by flames that left only barren ash and echoing silence. He stood alone—the last human soul amid an endless wasteland. In that hour of utter desolation, destiny unveiled its quiet mercy. A luminous comprehensive comic group chat materialized before him, an ethereal bridge across the voids between worlds. At his very first entry, the fabled Cocoon of Finality descended, fusing his spirit to the broken realm in an eternal covenant. Here, a soul’s power blooms in flawless accord with the vigor and grandeur of civilization. The stronger and more radiant a society becomes, the mightier its guardian grows. Yet one insurmountable barrier remains: not a single other human lingers upon the shattered earth. Thus, from the depths of his solitude, Takumi extends a heartfelt summons to his companions across the chat. “Will you answer the call and migrate to this forsaken world?” he asks with solemn grace. A boundless home awaits each traveler—vast territories untouched by time, a realm to claim as their own, and powers that transcend mortal dreams.

In his previous life, Lucian was an “invisible hand” that moved the world from the shadows. He was not recorded in history—only a mysterious figure who controlled global economics, politics, and power without ever stepping into the spotlight. However, in the end, even he was killed in a premeditated attack. It should have been the end. But he awakened in another world—a world of magic, kingdoms, and war… a world identical to the fantasy strategy game he had once completed in his previous life. A strange and dangerous alternative medieval era, where airships sail across the skies, mythical beasts and monsters roam the land, prophecies and curses shape the fate of kingdoms, and ancient artifacts hold power beyond human comprehension. With knowledge from the modern world and memories of this world’s future, Lucian begins to move. Amidst a chaotic struggle of powers vying for dominance, he starts building his own strength from nothing. Not for a throne. Not for power. But for something far deeper than either of them: freedom from the fate that binds this world… and to uncover the truth hidden beneath it all.

Life hadn't given him the best of what it had to offer lately; in fact, things had gone from bad to worse. In his most miserable moments, just as he decided to end it all, the light appeared. Can Spider-Man leave his past behind and start anew life?

【Civilian path + Single heroine + Kekkei Genkai + High-intensity battles】After waking up, I found myself transmigrated into Konoha. As a mere civilian, I created the Storm Release, defeated a demigod, and spent my entire life in battle—for Kurenai alone. From now on, I call the shots in this ninja world! (Note: The story starts a bit slow, so please be patient and read a few more chapters.) NOTE:-This story takes place in an alternate universe, so there can be many diffrence from the cannon;like requirements for sage mode training, Tsunade Haemophobi etc.... ....................................................................................... To access the 70+ advanced chapter, visit Patreon:- patreon.com/fanfictionstories419 ....................................................................................... This is a translation Raw 火影：我家的红真是太飒了

They called him a failure. The gods called him unworthy. During the Awakening Ceremony, Yang Lionheart—the disgraced son of a powerful noble family—is rejected by every god. Humiliated. Cast aside. Forgotten. But as the divine light fades… something else answers. A presence older than the gods. A power buried in shadow. A voice that should not exist. “If they will not claim you… then I will.” Chosen by a forbidden entity, Yang gains a power the world was never meant to see. Now hunted by the divine, feared by his own bloodline, and walking a path that defies heaven itself— Yang will rise. Not as a hero. Not as a savior. But as something far more dangerous. A slayer of gods.

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. "I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. "Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…” “Then why do you want me to stop following you?” “I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end. “Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away. “I did,” he sighed in defeat.

Arthur Pendragon, a very strange person who has both the talent and mindset of a king, though his desire is only to have a wife and keep his bloodline going, from a promise he had made with his late parents passing. living across the norths region on a giant island, he woke up from a terrible nightmare after coming into this world. "my name's Arthur" looking at his reflection, he nodded in satisfaction. staring out of his castle's window, he saw a horde of Vikings awaiting his call to set sail and raid the norths supplies. walking through his giant castle, the only thing he could hear from his soldiers was 'Skal!', "lead us into battle son of Balduh". . very small harem, only three women. Lyanna stark, Eivor and Hela. . (R-18) content here, there will be.

In the vast and grand universe, beginnings and endings have always existed. Thrones symbolize power: kings and emperors rise, yet inevitably fall. There are no exceptions— all who hold power eventually succumb. Such is the fate of those who rule. While scientific and cosmological research seeks to explain the erosion of time and the workings of the universal temporal current, one question persists: is what we call “Destiny” merely chance… or something that truly exists? Is there a predetermined end for everything and everyone? Or is this idea born from human fragility, a desperate attempt to deceive ourselves with a future different from the one already conceived? Ryoumi was born into a Victorian-aesthetic world, where Renaissance minimalism blends with medieval style, layered atop an industrial revolution. In this setting, magical technology and science advance side by side, growing with each passing day. Driven by his family and inspired by his own dreams, Ryoumi is compelled to face hardship and work tirelessly to understand how the world truly functions. But what awaits him ahead? Amid rusted metal rails, transforming cities, and sparks of life that defy the inevitable, a final question arises: is Destiny an inescapable force on his path… or is there still room to change the course of the future?

Born in the same year as Naruto Uzumaki, Kiyoshi is a quiet genin who goes largely unnoticed in Konoha. While others rely on talent, bloodlines, or ambition, Kiyoshi hides a dangerous gift: absolute comprehension. Anything he studies, observes, or experiences can be understood at its deepest level. Rather than seeking power openly, he grows through preparation, restraint, and learning from even the smallest failures. As canon events unfold around him, Kiyoshi alters little at first—but subtle changes begin to ripple through the shinobi world. This is a story of patience, hidden growth, and the kind of mastery that never announces itself. Disclaimer I do not own Naruto or any of its characters, settings, or concepts. All rights belong to Masashi Kishimoto and associated publishers. This is a work of fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only, with no intent to profit. Original characters, including Kiyoshi, and original plot elements belong to me.

On the day of my execution, my father laughed, my clan cheered, and my blood stained the earth. But death was just the beginning. I was Himiko Higuruma, the betrayed heir of a forgotten age. Now, I am a nightmare of cracked porcelain and black shards. I am no longer human, but I am still a Queen—and my court is built from the corpses of those who wronged me. A Curse does not age; it only evolves. What began as a massacre in the ancient forests of the Heian Era is merely the first stitch in a tapestry of blood. My shadow stretches across the centuries, waiting for the world to turn, waiting for my name to be whispered once more in a modern age that thinks it is safe. From the ancient past to a fractured future, my judgment is eternal. The porcelain throne has waited eight centuries. It is time for the world to find it wanting.

A realm was formed when two different universes were connected. A realm that spanned for dozens of galaxies in diameter. In time chaos, death and disorder spread through the whole realm, and from these mentioned elements came a completely new race of beings, which the lifeforms of the two universes termed as calamity. Most were as savage, unintelligent in nature but there were some, stronger ones who were born with sentience, intelligence! The calamities hated it as their home was ravaged by war and their kind was hunted because of greed, as they were seen as nothing but resources by the outsiders to either consume or tame! However, despite of everything, they couldn't do anything, as if they had a few strongs, than the outsiders had many on many strongs. The massive realm had become the main focus of all the main powers of the two universes. it had become a main ground where three different powers fought on a daily basis in every corner of the realm. Every day there were Divine Entities that fell to their doom, but every day there were also many how ascended to The opportunities and the resources were abundant, along with the dangers and death that came hand in hand with them. Meanwhile, in such an environment, a weak calamity was born in some far corner of the realm, away from the real dangers, yet still not, because even though, he had sentience, he was born weak and ignorant. Only born with the superficial knowledge: that his kind was hunted, and he should get stronger as soon as possible if he wants to survive in this realm, and not become nourishment for someone else. Nonetheless, though born weakest as a rank 1 calamity, he had something special that not many had. An absurdly and illogically strong ability, another absurdly strong ability and another strong ability. However, it was still unknown, if these abilities were even strong enough to make him survive, let alone make him strong, stronger than anybody else, or perhaps strong enough to make him climb to the top. [Note: The MC is indeed born with strong abilities, however that doesn't mean those abilities will make him insanely stronger from the start! No, instead to become strong and peerless, he would have to work for it, and suffer for it! Only then would he be worthy enough to be called ] ... *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

In the heart of a German storm, the cold President transformed into an entity feared by the world... While everyone fled, she stepped toward him. Three strangers, a buried secret, and a love born within the beast.