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Do bear with me I’m no expert at this so if you have any advice please feel free to share. *** Outside the ordered universe is that amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and bubbles at the center of all infinity—the boundless daemon sultan Azathoth, whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes. *** Don’t feel offended by my use of mythical, fictional and religious beings in this novel Btw not my cover art

The story takes place in the modern era in Stuttgart, Germany. It was an ordinary day when Star Torch and his girlfriend were on a date Without warning, a man of inhuman power — capable of bending the earth itself — launched an assault on the city. Caught in the chaos, Star Torch found himself face to face with the attacker. The battle was one-sided .Yet for reasons not yet revealed, Star Torch emerged victorious. His girlfriend did not .Drowning in madness, Star Torch made a promise to her corpse: i will find her. What follows is his descent, Star Torch turns criminal, dismantling a hidden group that controls power from the shadows. He awaking his inhuman power . He travels through the Iron Maze. He leaves Earth. He loses his memory. He meets the Four Archons. The Archons do not rule as kings. They rule as saviors — each governing a quarter of the world according to its own law: One quarter ruled by Magic. One quarter ruled by the Will of Life. One quarter ruled by Nanotech. One quarter ruled by Mutation. Then Star Torch forces the world to build a fifth

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

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

A cursed tale. Told through the years, releated within the ages.

The Scales of Eternity: The 76 Trials of Arthur Wu ​One Soul. 76 Trials. No Second Chances. ​When 76-year-old businessman Arthur Wu died, he expected the void. Instead, he woke up in the Afterveil, a world where your past isn't just judged—it's weaponized. To earn reincarnation, Arthur must survive one trial for every year he lived. ​The catch? The difficulty of each realm is dictated by his Karmic Ratio. A year of kindness might grant him a "Mercy Scale," while a single year of greed could pit him against a Demon God with nothing but his bare hands. ​Now, at physical age 44 and with only one life remaining, Arthur enters his 33rd Trial. Facing a legendary Earthbound Dragon that should be impossible to kill, a glitched cosmic anomaly awakens within him: The Karmic Apex System. ​In a world where "Young Sovereigns" and elite souls mock his age, Arthur is about to prove that 76 years of life experience is the ultimate cheat code. ​Reverse Aging: Win a trial, grow a year younger. ​The Multiplier: Every ten years, the terror doubles. ​The Rankings: Climb the global leaderboards and slap the faces of the "Heavenly Geniuses" who look down on a mortal relic. ​He’s not just surviving his past. He’s conquering it.

In a reality full of harmonious magic, rising tides, and sudden encounters with false prophets and dead deities, a young gaunt man has decided to isolate himself from all the chaos... and go fishing, of course. However, one can't truly keep themselves free from the tides of fate, as a sudden encounter with a monster and a crass thunder-manipulating lady thrusted him back into the chorus of the world. Pulled in by the currents, he's dragged into thrilling encounters that challenge his morals and trauma, steeling him to bear the truths of this world. Discord: https://discord.gg/PJakm7r6FP

"They broke his bones. They stained his clothes with blood. But they couldn't break a soul that was never human to begin with." In the elite halls of Vidya University, Ayaan was a shadow—a "background character" with no wealth, no family, and zero Prana. To the high-born Siddha students who ruled the campus, he was nothing more than a peasant to be stepped on for sport. After a brutal betrayal leaves him dying in a rain-soaked gutter, Ayaan expects the end. Instead, he is claimed by a force far older than the city itself. Kidnapped by a feral, ancient Sage who reeks of cold fire and forgotten eons, Ayaan is dragged into the bleeding edge of the 4th Dimension. He is handed a White Book—a shifting, sentient manual that contains the forbidden geometry of the 7 Lokas. The world thinks cultivation is about gathering Qi. They are wrong. Guided by the fierce justice of Parshurama and the lethal charm of Krishna, Ayaan returns to the world that discarded him. He isn't looking for an apology, and he isn't here to play by their rules. He is a glitch in their "perfect" reality, and he’s finally learned where to cut. [Syncing Memory Fragment: The Axe of the First Brahmin...] [Status: Reality Dissection Initiated.]

A saga of gods, mortals, and the war against the End. When the old gods fade and new ones fracture, darkness finds its chance. Across forgotten villages and cursed lands, fractured faiths awaken—Slavic deities, Gods, angels, saints, witches, monks and hunters—each clinging to crumbling power as the Devil moves unseen. From broken forests to holy empires, scattered souls rise to resist the coming storm. Bound by fate, divided by belief, they must decide what to protect: their gods, their people… or something greater. Because in the end, when heaven falls and hell awakens— Only the last faith will stand.

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

“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.

[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 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

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.

In the boundless Heavenly Dao World, where mortals strive to transcend life and become one with the heavens, a child is born under an heavenly omen. Tian Ming an orphan is adopted by a mysterious cultivator Xi Yijian under a thundering sky and an heavely omen. His birth shakes the entire word even darken the web of fate itself. Farmers in distant fields dropped to their knees in awe. Beasts in ancient forests lifted their heads to the sky. Even the divine being living the highest heavens feels his anomaly and great beings whispers as they foresee his extraordinary fate. At the age of twelve he opens his consciousness and becomes a cutivator and joins flying sword sect. He takes his first step into the world where weak are pray to the strong. He ventured deep into that world with his burning ambition along with his relentless persuit what is limitless.

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.

A directionless teenager meets a man who should not exist—a fallen priest whose name erases itself from memory. After a single conversation, reality begins to fracture. Faces blur, voices fade, and something unseen starts watching from the edges of perception. The priest warned him once: don’t look back and don’t meet their eyes. Now, with only a name he can barely remember—Wilfred. He is dragged into the world where the objects of faith live. That world twists truth, soul, and even existence for its entertainment.

Upalabdhi is not the tale of a hero but a way of living. It follows a forgotten king reborn in a world who forced to face the raw laws of reality. Fighting against natural laws he understands that to make a change he needs to conquer the world. In flow of war and peace his inner revolution look how people worship and see life. Seeking truth over power, he ultimately finds himself and leaves a legacy that outlives his name. It's an inner feeling to do something. Because everything you do is for good.

In the celestial realms above, the proud son of the God of Lust and Love swore a heaven-defying oath, to remain a virgin for eternity, claiming that true love needs no filthy touch of carnal desire. Enraged by such arrogance, his father cast him into the ruthless wheel of reincarnation, forcing him through nine mortal lives filled with torment and tragedy.

Wei Yuan originally had no grand aspirations, but in the torrents of the times, he had no choice but to embark on the path of conquering the four corners and expanding territories, treading through mountain passes without ever growing old. Irreverent Introduction One: Even Immortals fear industrialization! This is a story about an industrial revolution in a fantasy world.