myth

In a world divided into Hunters, Guilds, and hidden beings that observe reality from the shadows, existence itself is governed by layers of unknown authority. Kael Veyron is a weak D-rank hunter living a normal life—or so it seems. But when reality begins to fracture, he discovers something impossible. He does not belong to any system. Not to rank. Not to fate. Not to existence itself. As gates collapse and unseen upper beings awaken, Kael becomes the first recorded anomaly outside all classification systems—a being known only as a World-Class Entity. Not a god. Not a creator. Not even something that should exist. Now, forces beyond reality begin to notice him. And for the first time in history… The system is afraid.

Let Power Be Your Truth. Your Light. And Your Chains. That was the first law granted to the Nyxvalis clan. For thirty-eight generations it held. Through fire and blood, through empire and ruin, through centuries of war waged in the name of a bloodline that had long since ceased to be merely human. It held — and in holding, built a monolith so absolute that the world stopped asking whether it could fall. Then came the 39th Flame. Seven hundred and thirty-one entered the Chambers of Night. Forty-seven crawled back out. Not an army. Not a dynasty. An ember — dim, diminished, and already encircled by enemies who had spent years sharpening their finest wolves in anticipation of its arrival. A heresy in numbers alone. A silent warning to those still bold enough to hear it: If a monolith can tremble — so too can it fall. As the world prepares to record the embers in its annals, so must its instruments play their parts. Those duty-bound to hold the monolith in place. Those eager to test the might of a millennium of power. And the forty-seven — carrying a smiling ember within. A dark gothic world of political deceit and ancient bloodlines. Empires built on inherited violence. Power forged in law and broken in shadow. And beneath it all — the slow, certain rot of institutions that have never once been held accountable. This is the world of The Star Chronicles. A story about survival without innocence. Legacy worn like chains. And the particular kind of power that doesn't free you — it simply decides how you burn. Embers of the Calamity Volume III

"Grant me infinite knowledge, and I shall be as a fulcrum, to move the endless world!" ... Sorcerer Continent—a world where sorcerers exist. Wielders of arcane knowledge. Masters of all elements. Sovereigns of space and time. These sorcerers governed the world with their unrivaled prowess. One day, a young man awakened into this world with his past forgotten and no place to call home. Follow along as Grimm, by relying on his luck and wit, tries to survive and advance in this unforgiving world. Entangled within the machinations of fate, political schemes, power struggles, and wars, he forges his own path and creates a place for himself.

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles. Villagers are fearful of my grandfather. I am fearful of him too. Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me. Even grandfather is afraid of me. ... My name is Chen Shi. The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

This is the war between humans and the Ancient God Clan, tracing back to Ancient Times, extending into the future, spanning the river of history, and composing an epic. The Ancient Gods invade reality with a shattered world. Secrets from timeless mythologies reveal the truth. Ascenders traverse the gaps of time and space, journeying between two realms. Reality and transcendence, blade and sword, blood and fire. When the apocalypse arrives, the Ancient Gods awaken from their long slumber. The curtain rises— My father once went missing while investigating the resurrection of a certain God, and his fate remains unknown to this day. I am anxious, but not entirely distressed. Because that resurrected God— Is me.

【Brand New Setting】【Fully Developed System】 When you awoke, you had become an official known as "Minister of Agriculture" in a fantasy game. "Dynasty's Prosperity" version: You diligently cultivated the "Seasonal Order," from "Harmonizing Winds and Rains" to "Summoning the Winds and Commanding the Rains," from "Bountiful Grain Harvests" to "All Things Flourish," commanding the seasons and quietly developing. You achieved minor successes, joined the army on expeditions, and controlled the "Four Books of Agriculture." You froze thousands of miles of great rivers to pave the way for the army. With "Miasma" you slew enemies, "Fog Shadow" obstructed tens of thousands of troops, establishing unparalleled military exploits and rising to the position of Director of Agriculture, secretly seizing the fate of the dynasty, all falling into your hands. "Spiritual Energy Resurgence" version: You nurtured "Mountain Spirits and Wild Creatures": Twin lotus make you invulnerable to both water and fire, the Seven Star Sword cools the light across Nineteen Provinces, Parasitic Species feeding on living beings, Void Species rooting in the void to absorb the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth... You established an inner scenic area, cultivated immortal species, with "Grand Taiyi Lotus" replicating en masse! "Ancient Tree of Life" immortal and indestructible! "A true seed falls into the Dantian, can nurture spiritual sprouts for ten thousand years, one day when the cultivation is complete, my life is governed by me, not by the heavens!" "Heart fire shines like the sun, kidney water is the source, spleen stores earth, lungs refine through metal, liver sustains with qi. Using the body as the foundation, nurture original species, foster all laws, achieving the status of Shennong Dao Master !"

Chen Xi looks at the soldier who just threw a rock weighing a few hundred kilograms away and looks at the sky speechlessly. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty? It doesn't make sense to see Lu Bu single-handedly cut through the ten-thousand-strong cavalry. Zhao Zilong ends up truly possessed by a dragon soul. Is he really human? Dian Wei single-handedly defends Cao Cao as they storm out of the enemy camp and slaughters a few thousand cavalry of the enemy. His combat strength is off the charts! Is there something wrong? Chen Xi touches a goose feather fan and fans it. A strong gale blows and he sighs. "This must be some mythical story, right? Even I'm not normal anymore."

I finally got this idiotic thing working. I have been trying to get the Thought Logger to work for the last two weeks.  Well, I guess that I should not waste my time anymore and just introduce myself. (I don't know how long I can keep this activated.) My name is Anthony Sevenstars, and I am a formation mage.  I know, I know. It is rare to see formation mages associated with the guard corps. We guards are supposed to be diplomats first and foremost, as quick with praise as with threats. We are supposed to be as cool as a cucumber.  It is hard to imagine me as any of those. I am the guy you meet with when you have a fort to blow up. (How I got my position as a guard is a long story in itself.) I guess I should speak about the mission. I will be honest, I have not been able to learn much about the mission. (Don't blame me. I have been busy keeping our ship flying.) All I know is that we are dealing with the Snowwind Empire. Let's just say that some things have happened in the last year, and they are on the verge of becoming our enemies. All I know is, I am supposed to maintain diplomacy with them (I should manage this.), prevent them from becoming our enemies (this is something that I am dreading.). In the process, I might get to blow up a few of our enemies. (I will do this very well indeed.) Damn it, why is th.. Connec...... Brea.. No.. note 1- my publishing schedule is going to be Monday-wednesday-friday note 2- if you like my work, you should check out my patreon. i don't have any tiers ready yet but any membership will boost my motivation to work on this. this is my patreon link - patreon.com/tengen1410 note 3- I am significantly ahead on royal road webpage. so if you like my work you can go there and check out what is going on.

Throughout the world, many young people dream of adventures spanning thousands of miles; however, after the sea swallowed the land, many people lost their hope and dreams. On a small boat in the middle of unknown waters, a boy awakens with no memory of who he is or why he is at sea.

Ivan, a teen who's life has been a complete contradiction to his mindset is sent into a new world for another chance; he must achieve his ultimate goal, which is to have no goal!

After falling sick and heading home from school, Salem wakes to find himself in a field of fire and three giant figures. Salem finds out that a giant fight will break out in the future, with the third thing being dangerous. Salem is granted with the power of flame, and the ability to control those flames freely...

Kamina died as he lived-screaming defiance into the face of fate. But death, it seems, wasn’t the end. Dragged from the battlefield of the Spiral King into the soul-crushing depths of the City, Kamina awakens in a world where hope is currency and mercy is a myth. The only law is profit written in blood. Districts rot from the inside, ruled by Syndicates, Wings, and the Head no one has ever seen-but everyone fears. He has no mech. No brothers. No drill. Only a sword, a shattered sky, and an unbreakable spirit. Now, in a city built to erase dreamers, Kamina dares to burn. He won’t play by the City’s rules. He won’t bend. He won’t break. And if the world wants to crush the fire out of him-He’ll light it up from the inside and make it watch.

Anthony has always been a coward. And his greatest fear was ghosts, mythical creatures that were always his grandmother's means of scaring him. Just to get him home early when he was a kid. Growing up with stories that makes him cower in fear during late night trips to the toilet. Now? He is now facing the greatest nightmare he could have imagined. [SYSTEM ACTIVATED. THE DARKNESS HAS STARTED SPRAWLING THE WORLD.] It was both exhilarating and dreadful having to own a system out of nowhere. "Putang ina! Why do I have a system? I thought it only works in other countries. Not here in my country!" [OPENING THIRD EYE. PROGRESSING....] "I'm dead...."

Arthur Moreau vanished during a live broadcast. No warning. No transition. No last words. One moment he was finishing a world event in front of four hundred thousand viewers. The next, he was gone, and what arrived somewhere else was Gepetto: his character, his creation, the most feared Marionettist ever built in a game where power was the only language that mattered. The world that caught him is not new to collapse. Empires have risen, fractured, and vanished long before his arrival. Gods have existed, and some of them have died. What stands now is only the latest arrangement in a cycle that has never needed him. But something has changed. Players have begun to appear. Not as heroes. Not as chosen figures. As variables carrying power without understanding the system they have entered. The world does not pause for them. It absorbs them, bends around them, and moves forward. Gepetto does not try to fight it. He studies it. While others assert themselves through force, faith, or conquest, he builds something quieter. Not an army. Not a kingdom. A structure. Invisible at first. Distributed. Patient. A web that does not need to be seen to function. The skills are real now. The strings are real. And what they touch does not reset. House of Puppets aspires to deliver what the greatest fantasy novels have always delivered: moral complexity, narrative weight, a world that lives and breathes and reacts. It does this in the webnovel form, built daily, with the same structural ambition as any novel meant to be taken seriously. It is a story about control, belief, and the cost of acting in a world indifferent to your intentions. It follows a man who does not seek to win, but to understand the rules well enough that losing becomes unlikely. Because the puppeteer pulls the strings. But in a world this old, someone is always watching.

The story follows the adventures of Leon Bartfort, who are reincarnated into a harsh, female-dominated fantasy world based on an Otome Game that Leon's sister forced him to play in his previous life. He possess unique, celestial powers, the "Grace" of Eclipse, which in abnormal when compared to the rest of the world. I Just Came from rewatching Trapped in a Dating-Sim And seeing there is no fan-fic about it I couldn't help but imagine writing one and when I did the ideas couldn't stop coming I even have a full story board. PS IM NOT A LIT STUDENT SO PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME GRIEF ABOUT MY GRAMMAR AND SPELLINGS, IF YOU CAN UNDERSTAND WHAT WAS SUPPOSED TO TO WRITTEN KUDOS TO YOU Give me power stones quick before I start to think that no one wants to read my work and quit early cause I swear I will.

I, the author, creator or god of this world, however you want to call it, was transported into my own world. Into a character that’s unknown and a story I didn’t write. But I couldn’t care less, after all it’s not easy being the bastard son of the Aphelion family and I’ve got more problems than I can handle. I’ll just try getting as powerful as possible while gaining autonomy over this body and fighting this evil family of mine. And maybe….Just maybe I’ll get a happy ending. I just really hope “HE” doesn’t notice me before that.

“In an age where knowledge cuts deeper than knives, Victoria is about to learn far more than is safe for any soul to bear.” Victoria and Robert were torn from the gentle dullness of their ordinary century and cast into a realm governed by proto-concepts—those ancient, unblinking truths from which life, death, and divinity themselves are carved. Proclaimed “Heroes” by a world too desperate to question its own choices, they were commanded to rise in strength, confront a Demon Lord, and deliver salvation to a land that had never been theirs. Robert donned the mantle with the fervour of a man stepping into destiny. Victoria… hesitated. And in that hesitation, something old—older than scripture, older than light—turned its gaze toward her. She felt its attention like a draft through a locked room. In a moment poised between terror and terrible understanding, she accepted its offer: a contract sealed in silence, a year of her life exchanged for a thing that should never have been permitted to exist. Not in this world. Not in any. She did not yet grasp that, in straying from the Hero’s ordained path, she had not merely shifted her fate— she had begun to unwrite the very scaffolding of her humanity. Now Victoria walks like a phantom through a world that has marched on without her— one year behind the celebrated Hero, yet burdened with an insight so sharp it threatens to cut her free from mortality itself. She can now trespass upon knowledge forbidden to scholars, sorcerers, or even those who stand at the pinnacle of human mastery. She commits the kind of acts whispered only of beings who have stepped beyond the human threshold… and never returned. And in a world built on primordial, immovable truths, one truth endures: Knowledge is power. But power, when mishandled, becomes a curse that devours its bearer— quietly, inevitably, like rot beneath embroidered silk.

A saga of gods, mortals, and the war against the End. When the old gods fade and new ones fracture, darkness finds its chance. Across forgotten villages and cursed lands, fractured faiths awaken—Slavic deities, Gods, angels, saints, witches, monks and hunters—each clinging to crumbling power as the Devil moves unseen. From broken forests to holy empires, scattered souls rise to resist the coming storm. Bound by fate, divided by belief, they must decide what to protect: their gods, their people… or something greater. Because in the end, when heaven falls and hell awakens— Only the last faith will stand.

What's the difference between death and this character, Neo? Cain woke up as an insignificant character. Neo isn't just the weakest in the entire novel; he is also the only character with one purpose: to die. But hold on, this insignificant character has these obsessive yanderes who would slaughter even the slightest fly that hurts him. And his mom? A tyrant villainess, who erased Atlantis and the hero academy off the face of the earth because of his death. Neo has them all. ----- Tags to mainly expect# #Slow Burn Yandere #Myths #WeakToStrongMc #Academy #StrongActingWeak #R-18 warning: not everyone would like the MC, his personality is twisted... especially when he's about to die.

Nox is a young man with no wealth and no political power, living in a remote village in an unknown land. He spends most of his time reading books about ancient world history and magic, fascinated by the possibility of gaining supernatural powers. As time passes, Nox begins to travel to distant lands to learn more about magic and world history. As he travels, Nox comes to make a name for himself and a reputation throughout the world, thanks to his intelligence, courage and impressive magical abilities. Eventually, Nox becomes embroiled in a great political conflict in which two rival nations fight for power. He manages to use his magical abilities to support his allies and defeat the enemy, earning the respect and admiration of many people around the world. Because of his reputation and influence, Nox is then elected as emperor of the whole world. He uses his magical abilities to rule wisely and ensure peace and prosperity throughout the world. Over time, Nox becomes one of the world's most well-known and respected leaders, and history remembers him as one of the greatest emperors of all time.