myth

Mankind prospered in the modern age, but one day, everything changed. Mana descended onto the world, making a permanent change to society. Alongside it was also the appearance of monsters invading the world from the sky and from below. Gods pitied mankind and bestowed divine bloodlines, creating superhuman people called the Supernals who can fend off the invaders. But not everyone who became a Supernal is suited for the role. Those people are pariahs that don't belong anywhere, especially when there are quotas for each divine bloodline. In a world where society revolves around those with divine bloodlines, Kai is a Supernal with the lowest talent. He doesn't fit with normal people and is too ordinary to mingle with Supernals. He was ostracized for hogging a slot in a divine legacy, and his only family suffered for it. But Kai isn't weak. It's just that nothing could properly check his bloodline. [Primordial Bloodline awakened] [Patron God: Goddess of the Primordial Night] Now, with the bloodline of the final night inside him, he will bring terror to those who wronged him. However, there's one big problem that he hadn't realized. -- Bonus Chapters will depend on your votes: Power stones, golden tickets, gifts, or even comments and reviews if the mood is great!

Arush a failed student. burden on world and family thinking his destiny is to fail in life. as his life changes by lending or by making a choice that will shake his world for ever. makar is mythological being unpredictable while arush resmbele him and sun as his destiny will take him into nothingness

Ereshgal was born under omens—marked by the gods, worshipped by mortals, destined to rule. But even a crowned godling fears death. Desperate to escape his fate, he defies the divine and drinks from a power older than the heavens themselves—crimson, cursed, eternal. Now immortal, he walks through centuries haunted by blood, betrayal, and the price of what he’s become. This is the story of the first vampire. Of the king who chose damnation over death. And of the world that will burn because of him.

In a twisted world of hidden myth and folk, where humans have long since forgotten about gods and monster, a young boy attends an academy designed for half-blooded demi-humans. His first day quickly snowballs into chaos quickly when all doesn't appear as it seems, who is this mysterious boy? What are his motives? And why does trouble follow wherever he goes?

Cassian has spent years feeling like something is missing. Not broken—just… wrong. Like the world around him doesn’t quite fit. When the people closest to him begin acting strangely, that quiet unease turns into something far worse. Something unnatural. Then the truth starts to fracture. Memories don’t line up. Reality bends in subtle ways. And the more Cassian looks, the less certain anything becomes—including himself. In a world shaped by will and imagination, where power belongs to those who can define reality itself, Cassian may be the only one who doesn’t belong. Or the only one who truly does. Because some truths were never meant to be remembered. And some names were never meant to return.

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.

In the world of card games, myths from China will be re-established! Mythical legends of Earth will also become myths in this world! In this world of cards, with cards as the medium, the birth of myths is welcomed! What does it matter if the body is weak? What if suffering from muscle weakness? In this world without character cards, only equipped with weapon cards and skill cards, I will create a new genre! Starting with the Summoning Card: Nezha, the Third Lotus Prince! Give the world a shock from China!

Gods. People worship many of them— some worship gold, others men, and its often that the simple folk worship idols carved in stone... but what if the gods we worship are the ones doomed to destroy us all? Upon the rise of the Orders, Leon Marigold— a prince of a humble kingdom—must navigate the politics of his father's council, the awakening threat of rebellion, the dragon-faith warriors and the fire that never dies... Dragons are monsters. Dragons are Gods. A man praises what he believes is most pure... but any tale can be forged... and they can be forged well... The night fades away and the ball of fire rises again. If men shall war, they will gain suffering, then. Brimfyre, Drymount, Haethar— all burn with light. Frost, Traite— shall hinder all sight. The Green Caryt flies, soaring high with might. May the Lord of Dragons return to all men's sight.

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."

Before gods ruled, the world was whole. When immortal beings crossed into Earth to observe, their presence shattered an age and revealed a power hidden within humanity itself. Fearing imbalance, the gods chose equality—and divided the world to enforce it. Now gods rule a land that never asked for them, mortals carry power they do not understand, and order stands where wholeness once existed. Tales of the Zodiac is a mythic epic of cosmic world-building, divine consequence, and the price of choosing control over truth.

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.

After extinction silences the world, the sea restores itself. Namakaikahaʻi reshapes a broken ocean and brings humans to her shores—not to protect them, but to test whether they can survive without defying the tide. From daily struggle, six quiet Ways emerge—patterns of living that align breath with storm and stone. A generation grows strong. Then fire invades. The clash leaves a scar on the coast—and something changes. The next generation is born unified, unfractured, powerful in their stillness. For a time, the land rests. But unity becomes habit. Habit becomes assumption. And when the sea feels its resonance thinning, it removes ease. As precision returns and comfort fades, the horizon begins to burn. Fire is coming back.

Legend has it, he is the hero Griffith, who, with a single recitation of his Noble Phantasm, made all the Greek heroes chant poems of chuunibyou style during their ultimate moves. Legend has it that he is a hero created from a lie, a descendant of the heroes aboard the Argo, and the descendant of Kratos, the dragon slayer hero. Legend has it he is the hero who peeled off the armour of the gods from the flesh and blood of his body, making even the sun god impressed with his dedication. Some say that the goddess of beauty, the goddess of wisdom, the goddess of discord, and even the pure goddess of the moon and the queen of the underworld were all madly in love with him and fought fiercely over him. He is the Adonis of spring, adorning the pure hearts of goddesses with floral crowns, a rainbow-coloured figure in the eyes of countless unrequited lovers, both human and divine. Apollo wept daily in white learning, saying: "It was me first." Poseidon looked at Athena's kiss with jealous envy, splitting apart with rage: "How am I supposed to feel seeing the ones I once desired and those I now desire together?" The three Celtic goddesses, unable to obtain him, sought to destroy him. The earth mother goddess Nephthys personally crowned him as the hero of the storm, giving him the name of Set, the god of destruction in the desert, viewing him as her eternal lover. And it all starts with a war, with the hero chanting: "The awe of the king is displayed at this moment. Witness the power that shakes the heavens and the earth!" ___________________ This is a Translation.. So, you can credit the original 'Author: Merlin You Have No Feelings' ...he has written a good fanfic. I'm merely translating ... if the original author wants me to remove their work, just leave a comment below msg me at.. https://www.scribblehub.com/profile/114611/abhii28/ ______ I've used chatgpt for translation with some adjustments so, only read if you can handle the words. The updates will be fast as I've got about 100 chapters in stock. (Ancient Greece–Rome–Greece..) The Story starts in Rome and then simulates to the Ancient Greece(Trojan War)...

In the spring of 2019, strange disappearances began sweeping through Japan. One by one, people vanished, and those who remained instantly forgot they had ever existed. But when one of Yuki Ayano's closest friends vanished before her eyes, she somehow kept her memories of him. Even as her classmates forgot he ever existed, she refused to abandon him and swore she would bring him back no matter what it took, even as demons, sorcerers, cursed spirits, and countless other threats stood in her way.

"I woke up. Sick, with no memories, barely even able to stand up. But hey? At least the view was good!" Welcome, WebNovel-goers, to my Fanfic "A New Sun"! Check out "A New Sun" on Questionable Questing or Fanfiction.net, the original sites this work was posted on. Specifically QQ if you wanna see extra stuff like the pic used as the cover. Also, I've got early chapters up on my Patreon (3 early chapters, in fact). Check that out here; https://patreon.com/Karmatic Updates regularly every Thursday.

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.

There is a silence that exists before the first word is spoken. A stillness that holds its breath before the first law is written. Some call it the Unwritten— The space between definitions, Where nothing has been decided, And everything remains possible. From that silence, realities emerge. Dimensions unfold. Gods rise and fall like sentences in a story that cannot conclude. But every story is built upon assumptions— Axioms that define what is permitted, and what is not. And every axiom, eventually, meets something that should not exist. A fragment that refuses to end. A presence that cannot be defined. A choice that was never permitted… yet still chooses. This is a journey through the architecture of existence. Through layers where time is not a flow, but a record that cannot forget. Where endings do not vanish, but remain suspended— Unfinished statements that may never resolve. Where the space between definitions is not empty, But occupied by what was never meant to persist… Yet remains. Here, the greatest threat is not destruction— It is the realization that reality itself may be unfinished— And that something within it refuses to be erased. Not out of defiance. Not out of hope. But because it chooses to continue. Welcome to the interval. Welcome to what comes after definition. Where even ending is no longer certain.

​For centuries, the scattered islands of Kiribati have been bound together not by the tools of man, but by the tides of fear. The ocean here gives life, but it also takes it away—silently and without warning. The locals speak of Te Anti—monstrosities from the deep that rise to claim the living. ​Sixteen-year-old Tawi carries the weight of this history in his bones. Sensitive and fiercely spirited, he struggles to find his footing in a world constantly on the edge of grief. To prepare for the unthinkable, Tawi trains in the Buubura Karekare—ancient, communal games designed to sharpen the body and spirit. He isn’t alone; he stands shoulder-to-shoulder with a brotherhood of young warriors: Taake, Bwene, Tabuto, and Kauro. ​But the ocean is changing. The disappearances are no longer random tragedies—they are strategic strikes. Realizing their enemy is executing a coordinated invasion, Tawi and his rivals must dissolve their petty differences. They have to master the brutality of the games not for glory, but for survival, before the rising tide swallows their people forever. THE DRUA HAS MOVED WEST ​To the watchers of Banaba: ​The mist at the river mouth has grown too thick. The journey of Tolu to Naisariti is continuing in clearer waters. ​I am moving the logs of this voyage to a new harbor. If you wish to see the 'Electric Turquoise' and the weight of the expanse of the story, look for 'FAR AWAY' by [Te-One-Karawa] on the 'Royal' path. I’ll be waiting at the shore. ​The river remains, but the ocean is calling.

Reincarnated a thousand years in the past, what is a guy to do but go on the greatest adventure the world has never seen? There is so much to see, and so much to do. He won't be satisfied until he's experienced it all. Set in Highschool DxD but Crossed with Jujutsu Kaisen with some other minor crossovers planned. The fic is going to be about the journey of a man who wants to see the world and everything interesting it holds. I have a Discord! Discord.gg/Pj3Dttwses I also have a Patreon! Patreon.com/user?u=41732867 I post on Webnovel.com, Scribblehub.com, Fanfiction.net and now ArchiveOfOurOwn and QuestionableQuesting for the first time. If you see my fic posted anywhere else, I don't really care. Feel free to steal any of my ideas. Though, it would make me happy to be told about it so I can see for myself :)