myth

Is society capable of chaining the truly strongest? Or law and order fold upon their slightest whims. Folds in the Vermillion Dusk follows Krodh a teenage boy studying in a prestigious institution designated for the noble society, his mishaps with said society as he feels chained down by the constrains set upon him by them. The story contains ideas of self reflection, classism, communalism and racism.

The white lotus, a legendary artifact rumored to contain the very secrets of the soul, granted unimaginable power to its wielder. Countless Magi from across the universe waged an epic battle for it. But when the dust settled, the lotus vanished, awaiting to be inherited by the destined one. Adam dreamed of escaping poverty, yearning for a life of riches and comfort. Yet, in a world ruled by arcane spellcasters, achieving such a dream meant becoming one himself. But learning magic was a costly pursuit, one that required talent and resources he did not possess. Until one day, everything changed when he stumbled upon a mysterious white lotus... *** Discord: discord.gg/w4vACWwfSv Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/esenel

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.

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, and fading to dust. I held on without looking back. Through each repeated day, I ran toward tomorrow’s light. Becoming a knight, resolute and bright.

It's been over 300 years since every human, witch, wizard, hag, vampire, centaur, dwarf, and every other supernatural race residing on Earth suddenly found themselves on Floor Zero of the Tower. The population now sits just under 20 million, a sharp contrast to the original 8.2 billion. As a result, anyone under the age of sixteen is required to attend the Academy of Beginnings, a place designed to prepare them for the climb and uncover the mysteries of the Tower—why the System brought them here, and what lies at its peak. But with the highest known completed Floor being Floor 34… they still have a long way to go. Determined to honor his father and mother’s deaths and become the first human to reach the top of the Tower. Deacon Surtr Hayes stands on the cusp of graduating from the Academy of Beginnings, ready to claim his Tier 1 Class and ascend the Tower with his closest friends by his side. At least, that’s what should have happened. Waking up hours before receiving his first Class and finding out that not only was his father alive, but that he wasn’t even human, derailed everything Deacon thought he knew about his future and left him with many questions, the most prevalent being, “What the hell is a Jötunn?” Schedule: 3x a week (Sun, Tues, Thurs) What to expect: [+] Weak to Strong MC [+] Multiple Weapons & Magics [+] Various Mythologies [+] Tower [+] Grimdark [+] Antihero MC [+] Jötunn

Three high school students are thrown into a time before the legend of Prambanan Temple was ever written, only to discover that the story everybody knows is incomplete. As an ancient demon rises in silence and a kingdom slowly drifts toward collapse, their presence begins to shift the flow of fate, forcing a legend to find a new ending. Some stories are not meant to be rewritten. Others demand to be, no matter the cost.

The fateful encounter with a truck sent video game developer Wu Xiaoming into a parallel world. He was now the son of a past action star, a child star who failed to accomplish much in his adult career, and a wanderer in the ethereal realm hidden behind the glamorous physical world. And ghost hunting had not only become his career, but also his way to live. Lucky for him, he brought the game he was developing with him - only that right now, HE was the one with the character panel, inventory systems and skills. It’s Haoliwood, the Hollywood in this world, and it’s full of ghosts, baby!

A single failure in a literature exam ignited a storm that tore my family apart. Caught between my mother’s condemnation and the collapse of my world, I leapt into a waterfall—expecting death. Instead, I fell into another reality. A world ruled by divine law and rigid hierarchy: the Azurite Tree World. Layer upon layer, the world unfolds like the rings of an ancient tree. Gods watch from above. Divine Laws are unbreakable. Fate is absolute. When I awaken, I am only a nameless orphan, branded a slave, abandoned at the cruelest starting point imaginable. Sold as a slave apprentice, I am sent to the Azurite Academy. In this academy, there is one rule: Those who fail are erased from existence— offered as sacrifices to the Tree itself.

As a golden dragon raised by a human family from a young age, Noah has no particular hobbies except for cultivating kings. Though some ignorant scholars misunderstand him, labeling him as a mentor of king slayers and trampler of royal authority, over the millennia, there are also wise men who praise him as the imperial dragon and holy dragon. Moreover, the vast empire's many races regard him as the pioneer of the golden age, an immortal radiance of the empire, eagerly desiring his regency and control over the empire's authority.

People got a planet in the beginning and what to do with it was up to them. Wang Yi, a young man in the 21st century, coincidentally transmigrated into a world where everyone had the opportunity to awaken a planet. The larger the diameter of the planet, the more advanced the energy transformed, and the more powerful the civilization created. Some people obtained the planet's energy as " Martial True Qi" and used the creation sandbox to create a martial civilization, and the people on the planet were all martial artists. Some people get the planet's energy as "Immortal True Energy" and use the creation sandbox to create an immortal civilization, and the people on the planet were all cultivators! Some people obtained the energy of the planet as "Fighting Qi", and used the creation sandbox to create the civilization of Fighting Qi, and people on the planet are all fighters! Some people obtained the energy of the planet as "Soul Power", and used the creation sandbox to create the Soul Path Civilization, and the people on the planet were all Soul Masters! ... Everyone was struggling to evolve a magical civilization system. Wang Yi, however, used his past life memories to start evolving an "Primordial" civilization! "Your world-extinguishing laser cannon is powerful, but I have the son of the Great Dao, Pan Gu! One axe will reduce your world to naught!" "Your thousands of angels are powerful, but I have three thousand Chaos Demon Gods to beat you in a minute!" "Your army of darkness is awesome, but I have the Buddha's Paramount Sage, who will defeat you in a minute!" "..." This was a story of how the Primordial civilization crushed various transcendent civilizations.

Su Jie, capable of traveling between Blue Star and the Cultivation World, discovered that cultivation was just too difficult. Spirit Pills, Magic Artifacts, Pocket Worlds, and inherent comprehension—each was a mountain on the long road to immortality. Not until Su Jie found out that Demon Cultivators refined corpses by killing, extracted souls to cultivate fiends, and used fear as sustenance for their cultivation. Need souls to consecrate a Soul Summoning Banner? Get to know the pig farms that slaughter millions of pigs a year. Need human fear to cultivate fierce ghosts? Stock up on ghost houses, horror films, and horror games... Need fresh blood for Demon Techniques? Across the ocean, America is the world's largest grey market blood transfusion station... ...... Years later. "You devil, how many people have you killed? And you still have the face to call yourself a good person? Pah, today I shall act on behalf of heaven to mete out justice." The Tianyuan World's most beautiful person's eyebrows were furrowed with rage, as she stared at the terrifying Devil before her, enveloped in wronged souls, with thousands of ghosts parading on his Soul Banner, seated in a palace made of bones, she posed her soulful question. The Devil slowly stood up and pulled out a business card that read "Hua Country's Philanthropist of the Year / Founder of the World's Largest Chain of Ghost Houses / Owner of Blue Star's Largest Livestock Slaughter Business / Emerging Tycoon of the Entertainment Industry." "You see, I'm really not a devil, okay? Nowadays, who still uses such a lowly method as killing people to cultivate as a devil!"

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.

That day the sun set and never rose again............... Author Spotlight: Chen Dong — WebNovel's legendary titan behind global phenomena like 'Perfect World', 'The Sacred Ruins' and'World of Longevity‘— returns with his most ambitious saga yet. Crowned among the platform's all-time greats, this master of epic worldbuilding has dominated fiction charts for many times, with multiple novels adapted into hit games. When this trailblazer drops a new book, millions brace for sleepless nights.

The ancient Buddha's head was stolen by a monster with a human body and a sheep's head. The Ghost buried an eye in the Buddha's temple, and from then on, the world's fire was extinguished, and darkness engulfed the continent. To combat the Ghost' invasion, the gods of day and night were born between heaven and earth. This is a narrative passed down for generations by storytellers. What was the true nature of the ancient Buddha, the Ghost, and the wandering gods of day and night on the once great continent? Perhaps, traces can be found in a troupe named 'Zhou Family Troupe.' The Zhou Family Troupe, is a troupe that performs operas specifically for the dead...

Standing before you is the Quicklime Martial Saint, the founder of the Taiyang Fist, the Flower Folding Master of Dinghu, Half-step Master Invincible Under Heaven, the First Sword of Xuanmen, the Judicial God, and Taiyi. ... After the end of the Dharma, a time of grand corruption descends, the world devoid of spiritual essence, and the system of Dao fruits takes precedence. Embracing Dao fruits, ascending step by step, thereby possessing the power of gods and saints, transcending the ordinary to achieve holiness. 'Just like this,' Jiang Li said while summoning a dog, 'Heavenly Dog, bite him.'

His tendons severed in his hands and feet, he fused with the memories of the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong, in a moment of utter despair. From then on, he defied the heavens and rose powerfully, unstoppable once he began.

Having transmigrated into the world of Journey to the West and become Tang Monk, equipped with a gaming system that allows for battling demons and leveling up, while looting equipment, from then on, the demons on the path to the Western Heaven were in danger. Monk Sha: Big Brother, it's not good, another demon has been captured by Master. Tang Monk: You all listen to me today, it's not you protecting your master on his journey to the Western Heaven to seek scriptures, but rather your master has to drag you all along, you know? Without you, your master alone would have fought, uh, made it to the Western Heaven by now...

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."

The world is not as empty as it seems. Hidden beneath ordinary cities, forgotten highways, and quiet towns, something ancient and inhuman still moves—and most people will never know how close it gets. Axl, Cedric, Garath, and Ace travel the world in a battered RV, chasing rumors no one else believes. They are Hunters, trained to face what humanity was never meant to see. Some rely on brute strength and experience. Others carry gifts that feel more like curses. Together, they survive by instinct, loyalty, and the unspoken rule that no hunt ever ends clean. Each stop on the road brings a new threat, a new choice, and a new cost. Monsters are not always mindless, and humans are not always innocent. As the line between protector and executioner blurs, the crew must decide what they’re willing to sacrifice to keep the darkness buried.

In another world where magic, monsters, power, and history drives humanity, Kokoshi Reiji arrived and found himself engulfed with its conflicts and dynamics. A mysterious power grants him the ability he could only imagine. Setting him on a course of adventurous and unique journeys for Discovery. Follow him as he embarks on unraveling the truth about the land, humanity, magic, and the connection of this world to his. What are the Powers left by historical figures? Will he be able to devour the legacy of the past to save the future?