myth

Paths of cultivation are divided into the Three Teachings and Nine Streams; Realms of practice are debated as the Three Realms and Six Paths. Knowing nothing of cultivation, yet guiding sages toward ascension; Knowing nothing of magic treasures, yet possessing peerless riches; Disbelieving in deities, yet serving as a divine messenger; Seeking no fame, yet known throughout the land. Amidst a chaotic world, creating a civilization alone, comprehending the Dao through law. Severing the Three Teachings, synthesizing the Nine Schools .

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

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 crossed into the world of Type Moon and, for some reason, the Root itself recognized me. As long as I die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become its lord, an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants. So, in order to die, I started acting like a complete fool across the Nasuverse. I cursed Gilgamesh to his face in Uruk, challenged almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, proclaimed in Israel that Solomon was a demon god instead of a holy king, and even stood at Morgan’s side in Britain. Yet for some reason I am still alive. By 1994, Fuyuki City, history has given me a ridiculous list of titles: the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the miracle worker supported by Prince Camelot. On top of the Fuyuki Bridge, a young yet world weary Lovi sits on the railing, staring at the city lights and sighing. “Tell me, what exactly went wrong? Or you could just kill me here and let me finally ascend to the Throne of Heroes. Please.” Kiritsugu Emiya lights a cigarette, glances at Artoria holding the Holy Spear, at the treasury of the King unfolding beside Gilgamesh, at the crimson spear tip reaching out from the distant Kingdom of Shadows. The cigarette in his hand trembles slightly.

"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.

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!

Ji Cha's classic novel 'Chaotic World Book' has now officially published on WebNovel！ About its Copyright: The copyright of 'Chaotic World Book' fully belongs to qidian.com. At the same time, being the international branch of qidian.com, WebNovel has the official authority and consent to publish the English translated version of 'Chaotic World Book'. --------------------------------- With a sword in hand and wine in tow, he roams the martial world; her slender waist is light as a feather in his palm. The young man strides forward with a long blade slung over his shoulder and a flask at his side, yet the world of martial arts he seeks remains elusive. As the chaotic world book turns a new page, decades of relentless nights in the martial world pass by. Suddenly, he looks back and finds he has already shattered the mortal realm.

【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 spoke to the devil in the Forsaken Lands. He told me everything would be fine."

In a cultivation world ruled by unwritten laws, immortals and demons pursue power and longevity. Jin Yuchen is reincarnated—armed with knowledge from hundreds of stories—only to discover that he possesses no apparent talent. Worse still, this reality ignores every rule he thought he understood. Through trial and error, and a series of impulsive decisions, Jin begins to deconstruct his own path. He dares to question the very foundation of the world What is cultivation? Is it merely the art of becoming immortal… or the audacity to redefine one’s own journey, transcending every unwritten rule with a brazen smile?

Before magic was turned into systems and artifacts, there was a time when mana flowed as part of life itself. Humanity lived unaware of it, until one human was born able to hear and answer that unseen force. Aslam Radianthe became the first sorcerer of humankind, mastering human magic without gods or bloodlines, and teaching others to reconnect with a power long sealed away. His knowledge reshaped lands, awakened fear among ancient beings, and challenged limits placed on humanity since the dawn of creation. Sealed beyond time and erased from history, his name faded into myth. Now, as artificial mana spreads and old structures begin to fail, the return of the First Sorcerer threatens to awaken a truth the world once tried to bury.

"Beneath the glittering facade of the modern world, places where Yin energy gathers are often gateways to the 'Netherworld.' Under the neon lights of the bustling metropolis, a young Taoist priest hides in plain sight. Driving a beat-up taxi, he shuttles between the realms of the living and the dead to scrape by, only to gradually uncover a conspiracy of earth-shattering proportions."

A being born from a subtance called ether creates, a universe full of life that he must watch as a bystander only interevning when it is paramount, watching the universe he created he sees the life of beings born from this world feeling their growth,pain and experience, and soon eveything will unfold in his eyes

In a world that has forgotten its own creation, the cycle begins again. Long before memory, the universe was shaped by fragments of unimaginable power—stones that carried will, purpose, and consequence. In the modern city of Sagar, three ordinary students begin to feel the echo of those fragments awakening within them. Vaibhav, burdened by a crystal that remembers countless deaths. Shlokh, whose voice resonates with balance and authority. Shourya, who glimpses futures he pretends not to notice. As exams end and winter approaches, reality begins to fracture—memories blur, dreams bleed into waking life, and an unfamiliar presence steps closer from the shadows. This is not a story of heroes chosen by fate. It is the story of a cycle that never stopped… And of what happens when creation begins to remember itself.

One man’s experiment was meant to save his world. Instead, it tore the heavens apart. Rayleigh Soloman was a man of cold equations and high-tech augmentations, a scientist fighting a losing war against the divine "Angels of Eden." When his perpetual energy project goes haywire, he isn't just killed—he’s displaced across time and dimensions. He wakes in a world where men chase immortality through "Cultivation," preaching of nebulous Heavenly Laws and spiritual enlightenment. To Soloman, it’s not magic; it’s just physics they haven't labeled yet. While others meditate on the "Will of the Dao," Soloman calculates the thermal output of their techniques. While they pray to the Heavens, he prepares to dissect them. In a land of immortals and spirits, the most dangerous power isn't Qi—it’s a scientist who knows how the universe actually works.

Mark, a brilliant scientist, met a tragic end while defending his sister from a merciless attacker. But death was not the end of his story. In a twist of fate, Mark finds himself reborn into a fantastical world, inhabiting the body of a young elf girl named Serafina. This new Serafina carries the memories and intellect of Mark, a stark contrast to the life of hardship and oppression she previously endured as a slave under the tyrannical Lord Vassar. Now, fueled by Mark's thirst for knowledge and Serafina's burning desire for revenge, she embarks on a journey to dismantle the oppressive regime and avenge the death of her mother and fellow elves. As Serafina grapples with the merging of two identities and the lingering trauma of her past lives, she must learn to control her newfound abilities and harness the knowledge she possesses to achieve her goals. The journey is fraught with danger, forcing her to confront not only external enemies but also her own internal demons.

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. Note: The novel does NOT take place in earth,it takes place in an alternate reality. And so the names of the continent, countries,states etc will be different ;) https://www.royalroad.com/profile/902970/fictions

God(s). Angels. Demons. Monsters. They can be more real than you’d like… And more humane too… Maybe way too much… ... … In a world with supernatural races secretly living among humans, this is the story of Lúcio Arabrantes, a lad from Minas Gerais, Brazil. If you expected an unlucky, jobless protagonist… NOT HERE, FOLKS! Owner of a jewelry shop in one of the best shopping centers of Belo Horizonte, he certainly is a successful lad! Regarding his luck… WEEEEEELL… To start, our lad has a weird syndrome and a frail body (oh dear, someone could mistake his condition as a curse…), without mentioning the disappearance of the medical artifact created by his parents that could heal him after an accident. Yeah, very original and nothing strange… But this isn't everything. The shop is nothing more than a facade for Lúcio's real business: the store Buriti de Ouro, specialized in artifacts, magical scrolls and talismans, seals, arcane forging, formations, matrices and other mystical miscellaneous; located in the Brazil Street, Latin America Zone, Heavenly Commercial District. Yes, our jeweler works in Heaven. Literally. But what is Lúcio’s cheat power? Is he the descendant of some god, dragon, spirit or devil? No, he is just a normal human with a… Not so normal job… Skills above everyone else? Despite being an inscriptionist and artificer, surpassing the gods and other races is complicated… Could it be knowledge of a past life? Well, Lúcio studied a lot, he works hard, but he never had an ancient great Grandmaster of a supreme sect or a primordial creation god to teach him secret techniques. For now… However, for the ruin of his peaceful lifestyle (if that's even possible in such a world) and rejoice of our readers, his “normal” life changes when a random box appears on his doorstep. Inside the box lies a missed artifact, the Aurum Nucleus, the same thing that disappeared and could cure his weird body condition. But the artifact has a special bonus: it hosts the spirit of a… Certain woman… … … You already know that a lot of shit is gonna happen, right? Mercenaries and mobsters appearing to screw the party? Yes. Two dudes on a motorcycle trying to rob him? We are in Brazil, what did you expected? Old bully from college trying to make a fuss in the shop? Check. Aztec sect kidnapping and trying to offer him to a weakened Aztec god? Yep- Uhhh... His girlfriend is also kidnapped, but by a group of giants with colorful hairs and eyes living on a lost island in the Atlantic Ocean? Certainly- Hold up… Trouble with the island’s church from which the first angels (aka Celestials) and demons (Abyssals btw) come from? Of course- Wait, wait… The lost past of forgotten primordial gods, involving secrets about the origin of everything, schemes and plans of ancient entities, prophecies about the Apocalypse, wars between pantheons, clans and even different dimensions, machinations that could change the world order… Uhhhh… I think you folks got the idea… Fortunately, Lúcio has family and friends to support him in these troubles. From the broas teached by his grandmother, the cheats, tricks and quirks of his family, a little help from adventurer friends, the love of his yander- cahem- protective girlfriend, and the strength of… Golden allies… This is an ordinary and chaotic story, unique and common, boring and funny, unexpected and predictable, pleasant and *censored*, and many other adjectives. So expect lots of jokes and memes (good or not, idc, my humor sense is wild), lovely or bland moments, references and mysteries, obvious or not. And as the novel’s name says, this is a story about gods and alchemy, with a certain island in the middle of the chaos… Discord server link: https://discord.gg/EjG4cBjrkJ

In the primordial age, a dark presence has overtaken Mother Earth and thrown the cosmic order out of balance. Now a millennia long war ensues between the gods and the monstrous forces of chaos over the fate of the universe.