myth

Adrian Lunar suddenly found himself thrown into the world of supernaturals when his mother was murdered and his sister abducted by a demon. Bitten by a rabid wolf on the verge of his death he was turned into the first ever werewolf. Driven by revenge, with the help of a witch whose memories were stolen by a demon. They solved the cases of the supernatural to help those harmed by them like they were while also searching for the demon who took his sister and the witch's memories.

Discord: https://discord.gg/b5HegG645y [Warning! Slice of Life at Core!] "Are you trying to tell me that the man who made the entire Northern continent tremble works in a flimsy bar? And he's a Water Mage???" The Emperor asked his knight. "Yes, sir. I saw him with my own eyes. He has two pet dragons and—" "Good gods! The legendary dragons that historically disdain humans as his pets?! We must have this man as our own at all cost!" The Emperor screamed in amusement, "Say, when you approached this man to speak with him, what was his reaction?" The knight gulped. "He... offered my men and I drinks, and told us to tell you, the Emperor, to visit his bar sometime." The Emperor's eyes widened, and narrowed back as he smiled. "Well, I just might." ______ Maxwell Duvon Belognia was once a reject, kicked out of his noble house for his lack of talent. His noble family was one that had produced reputable flame mages for ages, and Maxwell, who had an affinity to the water element, was a good-for-nothing. Disowned by his family, he ventured out into the world to build his own solid ground, and discovered that his talent in the path of water was much more than his family had ever imagined. Along his journey, he made friends that he loved more than his own blood, allies that could give their lives up just for his sake, and the best of all — he fell in love with a woman who gave him her heart and her soul. Until an unfortunate, world ending disaster struck on his world, ending everything dear to Maxwell in just a few seconds, including the love of his life. Luckily — or unluckily — Maxwell and his friend barely survived, thrust into a different, ruthless world where they had to grow stronger and struggle to survive. Years later, they became transcendent beings who ventured into the vast cosmos where they still fought to claim a place. They became gods. During all his years of constant struggling, fighting and ascending, Maxwell never forgot the love he lost. Regret ate at him. If only he was strong as he was now that he steadily approached the end of his being. Just when he thought his soul would fade away without ever seeing his love again... "Why don't we break one of the ten absolute rules proffered by the Celestial King?" His friend suggested. Maxwell's eyes widened. "What rule?" "Regression." And so, after fighting to go against the will of fate and the heavens themselves, Maxwell's soul finally regressed with eons worth of knowledge to the time when he was just a mortal, kicked out of his noble house. The best part? All his divine authorities as a god — although weakened — were still linked to his soul, including his pocket dimension which held his treasures. And because of this, to the eyes of everyone in his world, Maxwell was a ridiculously overpowered being. As news of this enigmatic, overpowered water mage spread amongst the four continents of the world Cryst, every monarch and every major power desired him for themselves. But the man in question? "I've lived a life full of suffering, battles and wars. Now, with this second chance, I just want to live a calm life. To do that, I'll have to stop the world-ending disaster coming in a few years. But for now..." He opened the door to his bar, smiling as he gazed at his customers which consisted of legendary mages, legendary mercenaries, divine healers, knights and the rest, all waiting to recruit him. Finally, his warm gaze rested on his wife, waiting for him behind the counter. "This is enough." ______________________ Ahem–! 50 powerstones = 1 extra chapters ‎100 powerstones = 2 extra chapters ‎50 Golden tickets = 5 extra chapters ‎A castle = 10 extra chapters

What if the only way to save the world… was to break it? Dominic grew up worshiping the Monarchs and the Mage Emperor—the legendary team who ended a five-hundred-year war and forged an age of peace. But peace is a lie. Beneath it, corruption festers—woven into thrones, laws, and the very order meant to protect the world. The system isn’t failing. It was built this way. As Dominic’s faith collapses, so does his restraint. This world cannot be saved. It must be broken. To change it, he will have to tear down everything he once believed in—and risk becoming something far worse than the evil he seeks to destroy.

Description: Moving past the death of his only friend and teacher. Orb heads into the world to find a way to die happy and fulfilled. Though the boy who lives in the present carries the weight of something that lived in the past. A curse, a blessing, a legacy. The story of those who carry things they should never have had to, and the choices of their lives which affect them and the world as a whole. Three chapters a week. link to cover artist: https://www.fiverr.com/winda_chu?source=inbox  Usually, somewhere between 2000 and 3000 words per chapter. Notice: This will be a long, long story, so it will be a slow burn for at least the first two arcs. But if you are interested in a long, wide-ranging story, I hope you will read. Notice 2: I will be fixing the grammar of the chapter within my story, around 5 per day, starting from 25/05/2025. I have heard the grammar in the earlier chapter has been an issue for many, and admittedly, I have always sucked at that aspect, which I have gotten a lot better at over the years, so I will be redoing that. Logs and other special chapters are not included in this five-chapter count. Notice 3: All corrections are done.

I am reincarnated in naruto to carry the legacy of time by the god of time she said some thing that i cant comprehend. she said i was reincarnated at a great cost what did it cost her? why did she do it? for a mortal like me? is there something happening in the universe? Witness a mortals journey to control one of the strongest element know to the universe. I never new how hard it is too write until i wrote on my own but i will not give up and keep on writing till i lose my hope.

This is a Classic Love story, cute and sweet like an overripe apple with a little bit of sour ^^ This is the Male's lead! its DanMei or BoysLove or BL. A cute love story between a Powerful, Fierce, Magnificent Crown Prince to a very weak Hua Bai Ying, a young, sweet, sixteen Hua BaiYing, a young man who almost can't do anything, even always gets in trouble and hurts himself, While the Crown Prince is known to be so powerful, strongest more than the force of the River, the mountain, or even the sky, his hobby is cutting enemy's heads and slashing and killing without mercy, but his life turned to soft and has to surrender to beautiful, gentle, delicate, HuaBaiYing, he's a big pervert, who likes to touch BaiYing here and there as he only belongs to him, only his! Who dares to touch him, you want to die?! Vol 1: is more about HuaBaiYing and his daily life at the Palace under his sister's name. It's full of sweetness, internal conflicts, tricks, unexpected truth, and identity issues. It's cute and funny, with some tension and betrayal among the other concubines. ......... I think this is a Romance cute-comedy but full of surprises, just check it out!^^ I'm sorry I might have some typos or miss translating, please give me some time to recheck it. ************************** Please help review it if you read it, it helps the Author to do much better, thanks ^^ please have good comments to support each other, really appreciate and God bless you ^^

If you have a golden apple, who would you give it to? At the banquet, Lorne, who was invited, saw the golden apple on the plate engraved with the words "To the Fairest," as well as the three goddesses in front of him caught in a dispute. The matter was quite troublesome and anyone would be panicked however, Not him. He smiled, picked up a knife and completed the process in three steps. The first step was to peel the skin, and he gave the peel to Aphrodite. "To be honest, you are indeed quite beautiful. As a layer of skin, it’s still passable." The second step was to cut the flesh, and he gave the flesh to Hera. "You are the queen of heaven, but everyone on Olympus, from eight hundred years old to the beasts, can cuckold you, including men, women, and even goats. Since your dignity is already lost, I’ll give you the substance." The third step was to give the remaining core to Athena. "You were supposed to be born as a male god to inherit Zeus’s throne, but because of Zeus, you lost your seed. So, I’ll give you this seed." And it was done.. Looking at Aphrodite, clenching her fists, Hera, raising her scepter, Athena, summoning her spear and shield, Lorne quickly stepped back, firmly shielding the goddess of discord, Eris, in front of him. "And you still want to be the goddess of discord? Look at me, I made them unite in an instant. Even your provocation isn’t as effective as mine." "..." Looking at the Greek gods around them sharpening their knives, Eris fell into silence. . . . There are around 700 chaps in the original and considering all extra NSFW, I'm going to write around 750 chaps or something, so enjoy.. For advanced chapters, consider joining my Patreon.. Patreon.com/abhi28

Lucian Thornwick transmigrated to Hogwarts and became a new student. He had originally planned to study magic diligently and steadily improve his strength. Unexpectedly, he awakened a heaven-defying level of comprehension and created his own spell right from the start. In that instant, a true magical genius was born. Harry: Wasn’t I supposed to be the Chosen One? Why do I feel like Lucian Thornwick is the real savior? Hermione: I’ll give everything I have, just to be able to follow by his side! Snape: Fame doesn’t mean everything—but talent does! Dumbledore: Do not fear the darkness ahead, for behind us stands Lucian Thornwick! The Dark Lord: What Harry Potter? Lucian Thornwick is our greatest enemy! —------------------------------ Visit my Pa treon for Advance Chapters: patreon .com/DevilWarden

In a world where the sun has long since perished beneath an eternal cobalt night, every human is born with Lunar Ichor, a living essence etched with a unique Lunar Sigil, a sacred symbol engraved into the soul itself. Yet Lunar Ichor alone grants no true divinity. Only when it resonates with Divine Ichor through the sacred rite of Baptism does the sigil awaken, forging an Astral Card, the vessel of one’s ascension and power. But the heavens are broken. The Moons, fragments of Divine Ichor left behind by gods waging endless war, hang shattered above the world, bleeding their power into mankind while spreading corruption through the night. From these celestial wounds came the Howlings, monstrous echoes of divine ruin, and the prophecy of another Cataclysm, a calamity said to descend when the Moon Goddess Noxella awakens once more. Amid this dying world lives Clyde Nox Pvolae, a boy who never sought power, never desired ascension, and never wished to stand among gods. Yet when he discovers a forbidden book buried beneath ancient truths, his Lunar Ichor mutates into Hollow Star, an impossible anomaly that defies the sacred laws binding humanity to the heavens. As the coming Cataclysm draws near and the descent of Noxella threatens to plunge the world into ruin, Clyde becomes entangled in a fate older than the gods themselves. If the heavens once fell because of mankind’s arrogance, then what will happen when one human gains the power to defy the gods? Will history repeat itself? This story is officially published on Royal Road by Cyan_Yabby. Available on Patreon for early access to chapters and exclusive content: https://patreon.com/Cyan_Yabby?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink

“Director Matou, the magical effects in your fantasy film looked incredibly realistic! How did you pull them off?” “They were real magic,” Shinji replied without missing a beat. “Director Matou, your historical drama was praised for its uncanny accuracy. How did you manage that?” “I had direct consultation from the people who lived in that era.” “Director, in your tokusatsu films, why does the Ultraman-like hero always use Bajiquan in combat?” “Well, that’s because the actor playing him is none other than the founder of Bajiquan himself.” “Director Matou, why do the female leads in all your films look so… similar? Especially all those Arturia actresses with the same name and face?” “That, my friend, is a long story. And it all begins with a certain mushroom-headed man—” “......” . . . . . Shinji Matou. A prodigious talent in the world of film, a renegade magi who defied the orthodoxy of the Clock Tower, and an eccentric summoner who had long since stopped pretending to get along with his own Servant. A director who blended modern cinema with ancient magecraft. A magus who saw the silver screen as a new kind of reality marble. He stood boldly before a press conference filled with journalists, film critics, and confused magi alike. “I am the greatest Master among Directors—and the greatest Director among Masters!” He declared it like a line straight out of his own movie, with all the pomp and confidence of a man who had rewritten the rules of both cinema and sorcery. The hall fell into an awkward silence. And then, in perfect unison, a thunderous cry echoed from behind the curtains— “SHUT UP AND GET LOST!” ×N A chorus of exasperated Servants, all fed up with his antics. Shinji didn’t flinch. He simply smirked, adjusted his director’s beret, and turned back to the flashing cameras. "Good! Now let’s roll the cameras! Scene one—reality itself."

There are things in this world that people can name. Gods. Monsters. Heroes. Kings. And then there are things that don’t fit anywhere. Natsu is one of them. He appeared one day with no past, no origin, and no place in the order of things. No one saw him arrive. No one knows where he came from. And somehow, that absence is more unsettling than any presence. He lives quietly, as if that will make him real. He cooks. He works. He helps when he can. And when people meet him, they leave with the strange feeling that something is missing—not from him, but from their understanding of him. Those who look closer begin to notice the inconsistencies. Injuries that shouldn’t close… disappear. Beings that should not kneel… do. Memories begin to feel unreliable in his presence. It’s not power. It’s not magic. It’s something worse. Something that doesn’t behave like it belongs in reality at all. As more people cross his path—warriors, outcasts, and things far older than either—Natsu becomes the center of a quiet distortion. Not because he seeks it, but because the world cannot seem to decide what he is. Some will try to understand him. Some will try to use him. Some will fear him. None of them will succeed. Because this is not the story of a man rising to become something greater. It is the story of something that should not exist— trying, against all odds, to live as if it does.

Before the first universe was born, a divine explosion created Adonai, the self-born God who shaped angels, demons, jinn, worlds, and cosmic laws. But when demons rebelled, a forbidden love opened the gates of Hell, failed universes collapsed, and chaos spread across creation. To restore balance, Adonai forged the Weapon of Wiren and placed Guardian Gods across every universe— finally completing the Omniverse. Yet this is only the beginning. Because beyond all realities, outside creation itself, a force not born in any universe is destined to rise… The one who will rewrite everything. Welcome to The Omniverse.

When darkness once again spreads across the Earth—so fierce that even the God, the Lord of the Universe Himself, must intervene—He descends for the eighth time to the earth, reincarnates as Krushn, to restore peace and harmony to a world drowning in chaos. But as He grows up among mortals, Krushn must hide His divine identity, living as a simple child while secretly protecting those pure of heart—those He loves as His own—from the monstrous demons sent by Kamsa, His mother's own brother. Kamsa, son of Ugrasena and a follower of man-eating demons, once held the reins of the chariot that carried the newlywed couple—Vasudev, noble son of King Surasena of the Yadu dynasty, and Devaki, daughter of King Devaka and sister of Kamsa himself. While Kamsa accompanies the couple to their home During their joyous journey, a thundering voice split the skies: “O foolish Kamsa! The eighth child of the woman you now accompany shall be your doom!”

I don’t own anything, all credits to the original author of the PJ series. A man gets reincarnated into the Percy Jackson universe in the 1930s. He’s not particularly happy about his new life, but he also doesn’t want to die, And in world where gods walk alongside mortals, perhaps he doesn’t have to. The idea and general plot of the fanfiction are mine, but it was written with the help of AI.

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They called the Abyss a place where even gods disappeared. Across kingdoms and ruined lands, hunters chase whispers of an unknown existence tied to vanishings, distortions, and something darker than death itself. Meanwhile, a silent traveler walks alone through the world with no memory of who he truly is. He does not know why animals avoid him. Why the forest grows quiet around him. Why people feel something wrong before he even speaks. And he does not know the most terrifying truth of all— The being the world fears may already be walking among them. As strange forces begin noticing his existence, reality itself starts reacting in ways it cannot explain. Hunters close in. Ancient powers awaken. And somewhere beyond the edges of the known world, something waits for him to remember. But the human body he walks in is only a vessel. And if what sleeps inside it fully awakens— the world may not survive it. Nihilfire Reborn: God on a Vessel — A dark atmospheric fantasy about identity, restrained destruction, and a presence the world was never meant to contain.

In the spring of year 6823 of the New Calendar, Lu Xuan, an unregistered resident of the Federation, hid outside a high school classroom and secretly learned a Cultivation Skill, embarking on the path of Cultivation. On the same day, he returned home and had a dream, just as he always did. In the dream, he was in the Guardian Storage Room during the Spring and Autumn Period in Chinese history（770-481 BCE）, and the current Keeper of the Records was named Li Er, also known as Laozi. Later, Lu Xuan dreamed that he became the succeeding Keeper of the Records, became Confucius's second teacher, became the senior brother of Zhang Daoling, the Ancestral Celestial Master, and became the honorary father of the First Emperor... Even later, someone unearthed a roll of bamboo slips from the ground, on which an event was recorded. [The eighteenth Keeper of the Records, Lu Xuan, his Sword Qi like a waterfall, assassinated Duke Huan of Qi in his bedchamber]

This is a world with only oceans, through which scattered are countless small islands and treasures. With swords, gunpowder, sailing ships, and most important, the Treasure Hunting System, Alka is ready to dominate the oceans! 「Map detected」 「Scanning for Treasure」 「Scan complete」 「Happy Treasure hunting!」