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A Trader’s Ancestor Is a Feng Shui Master

• 1-2 New Chapters Every Day Ethan Park did everything right. He graduated from Wharton, landed a coveted seat on a Wall Street equity derivatives desk, and promised himself he would never waste the sacrifices his immigrant parents made. Instead he finds himself drowning in volatility, office politics, and the quiet humiliation of being a junior trader who is always one mistake away from disaster. Then his ancestor appears in his toilet. Park Gyeong-seok, a Joseon era feng shui master who once served the royal court, fell into a river during the chaos of the Imjin War and never fulfilled his final duty. Now he wakes up in twenty first century Manhattan, furious, soaked in pride, and determined to correct the catastrophic flow of energy in his descendant’s life. Ethan does not believe in spirits or geomancy. He believes in pricing models and risk limits. Unfortunately for him, the old master can read the currents of fortune running through his apartment, his office, and even the market itself. As small adjustments begin to shift Ethan’s luck on his tech volatility desk, coincidence starts to look like design. Success brings attention. Attention brings rivals. And bending fate for profit comes with a cost neither of them fully understands. Complicating matters further is Mei Lin, a sharp Chinese-American architect with her own complicated relationship to tradition. As Ethan falls for her, the world of feng shui expands beyond one stubborn Joseon scholar into a larger web of Chinese myth, lineage, and unseen contracts that bind cities and people alike. Between modern finance and ancient geomancy, ambition and balance, love and pride, Ethan must decide whether he wants to master the market or learn what it truly means to stand in the right place at the right time. On Wall Street, everyone is chasing an edge. Ethan just happens to have one arguing with him from the bathroom.
DJGuyFawkes · 4.5k Views

He Who Was

Before God spoke the first word, something else was already there. Before the angels were made, before the Heavenly Host drew their first breath, before the seventy-two were bound and the wars were fought and the prayers were written — there was something sleeping in the bedrock of the world. Something that had culled the primordial chaos down to silence, that had cleared the void so completely that when God arrived, He built His entire creation in the space it left behind. It did not know this. It was asleep. It has been asleep for longer than history has words for. Until an archaeologist with a family secret she'd rather not think about falls through the wrong floor in the Negev desert — and something that predates the concept of morning opens its eyes. His name is Elkaius. He has no language, no framework, no model of what he is. He does not know that the stone wall beside his resting place holds layers of pre-language scripture, the deepest of which contains a message from God Himself — a confession, a grief, and an instruction nobody has carried out yet. He does not know that the Heavenly Host and the Seventy-Two Demons have been at war for centuries in the world above him. He does not know that both sides are about to find out he exists. What he knows is this: there is a woman with stone dust on her hands who gave him the word for sun on the first morning, and a house that is becoming something he does not have a word for yet, and a wall full of things written for him before writing existed. He is learning the words. One by one. Carefully. *The war above him is about to become very inconsequential in the grand scheme of things*
KaiAlistair771 · 674 Views

Scholar's Mate

“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.
NovaLumin · 113k Views

Endless Myth: What Lies Beyond Reality

In this world, there exists a realm beyond human understanding—beyond knowledge itself. Science cannot fully explain the macroscopic universe, nor the microscopic realm. Both are deeply connected to a mysterious world that defies clear explanation. The word God is often used lightly, yet the world where gods truly exist extends far beyond the universe humanity knows. An eternal war between gods and devils has spread across all space and time—parallel worlds, alternate dimensions, and the infinite Omniverse itself—eventually reaching the physical world. Now, that endless conflict is about to enter a new phase. Messiah Christel, an architect known as the “Egg Messiah,” and Maria Priy, his student, share a fragile love. Both were abandoned as children—Messiah by his parents, Maria by the church that once sheltered her. Their quiet world shatters when meteorites fall from space. As cities collapse and disasters erupt across the globe, a girl named Konomi wanders through the chaos. Separated by catastrophe, Messiah begins to awaken a hidden power within himself. But his life becomes the target of ten mysterious psychics, all seeking the “Fruit of the Guilty Man.” They call themselves the Shield of Cocoon—ten superpowered beings who claim they exist to protect him. What follows is a ten-versus-ten battle involving different races, dimensions, and destinies—awakening memories of past lives and weaving together fates that span eternity. This is the beginning of an endless myth.
Zin_Fuzisima · 24.1k Views