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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 · 46.4k Views

I am the Only Son of Nyx

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! 100 Power Stones: 1 extra chapter! (Delivered every Monday) 50 Golden Tickets: 1 extra chapter! 100 Golden Tickets: 3 extra chapters! 250 Golden Tickets: 5 extra chapters! (Delivered at the start of a new month) A Castle: 1 extra chapter! A Spacecraft: 3 extra chapters! A Gachapon: 5 extra chapters!
Mrboogey13 · 148.4k Views

Star Chronicles:Embers of the Calamity

Let Power Be Your Truth. Your Light. And Your Chains. That was the first law granted to the Nyxvalis clan. For thirty-eight generations it held. Through fire and blood, through empire and ruin, through centuries of war waged in the name of a bloodline that had long since ceased to be merely human. It held — and in holding, built a monolith so absolute that the world stopped asking whether it could fall. Then came the 39th Flame. Seven hundred and thirty-one entered the Chambers of Night. Forty-seven crawled back out. Not an army. Not a dynasty. An ember — dim, diminished, and already encircled by enemies who had spent years sharpening their finest wolves in anticipation of its arrival. A heresy in numbers alone. A silent warning to those still bold enough to hear it: If a monolith can tremble — so too can it fall. As the world prepares to record the embers in its annals, so must its instruments play their parts. Those duty-bound to hold the monolith in place. Those eager to test the might of a millennium of power. And the forty-seven — carrying a smiling ember within. A dark gothic world of political deceit and ancient bloodlines. Empires built on inherited violence. Power forged in law and broken in shadow. And beneath it all — the slow, certain rot of institutions that have never once been held accountable. This is the world of The Star Chronicles. A story about survival without innocence. Legacy worn like chains. And the particular kind of power that doesn't free you — it simply decides how you burn. Embers of the Calamity Volume III
Greyfin · 29.9k Views