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Sigil of Ash

The man who died in an alley woke up in a world of beasts, dragons and living ink—with a new name, a new family, and not a single memory of the life he left behind. By the time Antony Keaney turns ten, the old world is gone. No echoes of the knife. No face to put to the name "Leo" that sometimes rises in his throat like grief he can't explain. He is just a poor boy now, son of a laborer with a faded Draft-Horse Beast Bond and grey Rune and a mother whose Fire-Newt barely lights their hearth. Antony Keaney has never bonded a beast. He's never felt a Rune burn into his skin or heard the heartbeat inside an egg. He's just a ten-year-old boy from a poor family, about to stand in the Dredge Basin and pick whatever broken egg the nobles have left behind. He expects nothing. Maybe a Fire-Newt. Maybe nothing at all. What he gets is a Coal Lizard... A creature no one has ever seen before. A fire-newt with no fire. Cold to the touch. Grey as ash. The lowest of the low. The other children laugh. The Overseer calls it defective. His mother cries. But one person isn't laughing. Professor Venn is watching from the shadows. A researcher from the most prestigious academy in the region. He has spent twenty years studying Runes, cataloguing beasts, writing papers on things that have never been seen before. He has never seen a Coal Lizard, no one has. He doesn't want to help Antony. He wants to study him. Cut open his Rune on paper. Document the failure for science. And if the boy has to sit in a classroom with forty-two noble children who bully, mock and despise him? if he has to spend every day surrounded by dragons while his own beast can't produce a single spark? Then, oh well. That's a small price for knowledge. Antony doesn't know why his lizard sometimes feels warm when no one is watching. He doesn't know why his Rune itches late at night, like it wants to move. He doesn't know why Professor Venn's eyes follow him with something that looks almost like hunger. He only knows he's about to enter a school where everyone sees him as a walking failure to be examined. And somewhere, buried in ash, something is starting to remember how to burn...
SSCunningham · 5.8k Views

Hell, Me, More

Fiction Chinese Historical Fantasy BL Hell, Me, More Yang Yanqing, eighteen years old, is a small, absent-minded student clumsy, forgetful, and always a step behind. Surrounded by bullies and whispered laughter, he has long convinced himself that no one truly cares for him. Gu Mingyue, also eighteen, is in his final year at the martial cultivation academy. Once promised as Yanqing’s betrothed, he now stands at a distance cold, disciplined, and unreadable. Ruyi Hong, eighteen as well, has never gotten along with Gu Mingyue and takes particular pleasure in teasing Yanqing whenever the opportunity arises. The three of them share a secret older than memory. A thousand years ago, they were descendants of an emperor. During an era of chaos, their bloodlines were forced to change surnames and scatter, eventually falling under the protection and quiet control of the Yun clan, who rose to rule the realm in their stead. Peace, however, is nothing more than a current swirling beneath a still ocean. As graduation approaches, the disciples are assigned their final trial: to seek out the Rootless Tree hidden within the ancient ancestral tomb. But before the journey even begins, Yanqing encounters someone strange someone unlike anyone he has ever met who begins shadowing him at every turn. And with that encounter, the fragile calm of the realm begins to fracture. Warning: This is a Chinese ancient fantasy BL (Boys’ Love) novel created purely from the author’s imagination. All characters, events, and locations are fictional. The language and expressions are intentionally stylized and are not historically accurate. This story does not reference real history. Reader discretion is advised.
Hell_spawned_ · 5.9k Views

The Dark Lord's Second Chance

[⚠️ Warning: English not my prior language, so if any grammatical and any kind of mistakes are expected. please let me know to correct it if you find any.] They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then... [Discord: https://discord.gg/MYvk4cMUsx]
SomeElfGuy · 28.3k Views

Bound by Blood: The General Who Burned The World

“I killed for you. I would die for you — even if it’s your blade at my throat.” **** Ten years ago, Jara Kingdom’s recruits Haruki and Daikiro, feared street fighters, were brothers-in-arms, bound by a vow to live and die together. When Jara joined the other thirteen ruling kingdoms of the Sondra realm in a war against Craenia, a kingdom that mercilessly erased weaker nations, every able-bodied warrior joined in. However, on the last night of the great war, Haruki watched his brother disappear beneath fire and rubble at the hands of the Sondra alliance chief general, who had deemed them too dangerous together. Haruki survived, but only as a monster fueled by grief. Determined to avenge his brother’s death, Haruki rose through the ranks as a feared general, burning through the Sondra kingdoms he had once defended with his life. To him, they were an offering to his brother’s ghost, before he joined him. But Daikiro lived. — — — Handed over unconscious to the Craenia king by the Sondra alliance chief, Daikiro was subjected to intense torture and his mind broken. Remade into Craenia’s hidden weapon, he was only ever unleashed against their strongest enemies. As a reward, the Craenia king granted him one memory: the brother who abandoned and betrayed him for the rank of general. Fate brings them together on Haruki’s final battlefield. Haruki fights to erase the last army he believes caused his brother’s meaningless death. Daikiro fights to eliminate the man he was told abandoned him for rank. Until memory fragments surface through the clash of steel and the cruel truth bleeds through the lies, leaving the brothers with an unspoken choice: Salvation or doom.
M0GWEDH1 · 2.6k Views

He who bought the future

In 2026, Kang Min-Jae dies as he lived—silently. A senior strategist for one of Korea’s largest conglomerate families, Min-Jae spent his life handling the company’s dirtiest secrets: political bribes, financial crimes, and crimes that never reached the news. Loyal, efficient, and utterly disposable, he is murdered the moment his value outweighs his usefulness. Death, however, is not the end. Beyond frozen time, Min-Jae meets a god who does not rule—he invests. Offered a contract instead of judgment, Min-Jae accepts a deal that sends him back to 1980, the year of his birth. In exchange for altering fate, a divine system—C.A.I.R.O.S—awakens within him, granting insight into causality, markets, and future events. This time, Min-Jae refuses to be a pawn. Armed with knowledge of coming financial crises, technological booms, and political shifts, he begins building wealth from childhood—through trading, offshore investments, tax havens, and proxy firms spanning Korea and the United States. While hiding behind the identity of a model student, he enters Korea’s most prestigious law school to master the rules that once trapped him. His goal is not revenge. His goal is dominance. To accumulate wealth and influence on a scale rivaling the world’s greatest financial dynasties—so that his two sisters and two younger brothers will never be forced to sacrifice their dreams for survival. As trillions move at his command and history begins to bend, the god who invested in him watches closely—ready to collect his share. Because in this world, even rebirth has a price.
Teboho_Ratsoane · 14.7k Views