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The Black Transgressor

The Black Transgressor..LOTM inspired.. Genre: Steampunk Occult Mystery / Transmigration / Progression Fantasy "In The Wave Of Steam and Machinery.. In The Epoch Of Ravaging Dieties And Forbidden Truths.. Who Then Could Achieve The Extraordinary " Inspired By Lord Of The Mysteries.. Moldris Connors is a modern detective keeping vigil at his little sister’shospital bed when an unmarked black book is delivered to the ICU with his name on it. One sentence.. "I hope with this,You can craft for yourself A Perfect Ending .." Then the world disappears He wakes up inside a stranger’s body-another Moldris Connors,in the fog-choked industrial city of Bostwick on the continent of Columbia. A handwritten note from the body’s previous owner,His own self Moldris Connors,greets him: “Ascend. Go home Do not trust every memory.” In this version of Earth, only four continents are known to man. The Holy Churches rules through divine “Faculties”—pathways to supernatural power. Anyone who walks those paths is branded a "Transgressor" Moldris is already one. His inherited identity: Tenth-Degree ** Sly Quester of the Faculty of Mysteries. His starting abilities are four granted "Singularities" To grow stronger he must Solve The Mysteries behind his presence in this World only Through Ascension.. A silver die that rolls on its own. A black Nameless book that writes a new page every night. A sister waiting in a world that might be gone forever. His utmost goal is To tear a hole between worlds and go home, before this clockwork Earth finishes whatever it is building… and decides he is just another spare thread.. Follow the Sly Quester's journey to pinnacle of the World By unraveling mysteries that feeds on his sanity,And True History behind the haunted pasts..and at the end when reality becomes a joke,will he truly Ascend with One Final Act..?
Craddles · 3.5k Views

The Ugly Duckling Of The Tiger Tribe

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?
Author_fredah · 105.8k Views