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A mortal reimagining of Vulcan, the god of fire and forge, set in a decaying city plagued by poverty, violence, and systemic injustice. Vulcan fights not just to protect the weary, but to mend something within himself. Haunted by self-doubt and paralyzed by a mind that sees too deeply, he becomes a quiet force against the cruelty of the elites; those who rule from above with cold indifference and calculated malice. As he endures defeat after defeat, he stares into despair. Drowning, Vulcan clings to a single, radiant refrain from the madness of existence - Love.

Hang on with me for a second, as the first few chapters might be a bit confusing; however, it will all be solved in the meantime. A fantasy novel with elements of psychological pain and growth. It follows the main character, Roy Shyam, a cynical yet compassionate 17-year-old cursed with the ability of transmigration, bound by a yandere witch whose obsession with him ensures he can never escape. Every time Roy dies, he is transmigrated to another universe, a new version of him. Entering the life of each universe's Roy while facing subtle to absurd circumstances. This eternal malediction breaks down his identity of himself and prevents him from speaking of it, which summons the witch, causing him to go back in time to a place he was before. We are then introduced to another version of Roy, one where our Roy has yet to take over his body; he emerges in a society where continents, countries and law thrive through the use of prana, a force that connects life, will and reality. Here, Roy forms a faction called Nova in Veil and draws the attention of the Celestial Watch, the protector of the land where he lives. The plot moves from intimate suffering to the rebirth of a new character, culminating in his choices about memory, fate and what it exactly means to live.

In a world torn apart by wars between nations and races, where only the Awakened can wield magic, Kael Ardent was nothing more than a simple apprentice blacksmith. When a brutal raid devastates his border village, he awakens spontaneously to protect his younger sister, unleashing a power that the Empire’s measuring crystals are unable to quantify. Forcibly conscripted into the army of the Empire of Arkanis and cautiously classified as Rank D, Kael quickly discovers that his abilities defy all understanding: violet-silver lightning that erases matter itself, instinctive teleportation, and visions of an empire that vanished three thousand years ago—the Primogens. As wars between the Empire, the Sylvan Clans, and the Northern peoples escalate, ominous signs begin to spread: corrupted creatures emerging from ancient ruins, Awakened minds slipping into madness, and supernatural earthquakes shaking the land. Something ancient is stirring, and Kael appears to be the key to a mystery that could either destroy or save the world. A fugitive against his will, surrounded by companions whose loyalties are uncertain, Kael must learn to master his forbidden powers, uncover the true cause behind the fall of the Primogens, and confront a threat that transcends mortal conflicts. For his power is no accident—he is the heir of the last Primogen Emperor, and the fate of the world rests in his hands.

​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. Hi Everyone, Thank you for diving into the opening of The Silence of the Rewa so far. I wanted to take a second to talk about the brothers and the world they come from before the ocean changed them. In these early chapters, you see the brothers in their prime. They aren't the Shrink-Wrapped ghosts you see later, they are build and Explosive. I based their physical movement on the idea of functional power. You’ll notice I focus heavily on the physics of sound and texture, the shff-shff of mats, the dry-click of tendons, and the tacky feel of Dawa dye. My goal is to make the setting of Viti Levu feel as heavy and real as the characters. The Le Vaifana and the strict laws of the Rewa Province aren't just for show. Fijian history is rich with complex social structures and warrior traditions. The Bati Warriors were feared for a reason. By having the brothers defy their own Chief to save their sister, Tolu, I wanted to show that their bond as a family is stronger than the ancient laws of the land, even if it might cost them everything.

Six years was all Reinhard had until his little brother would succumb to the Dark Tide curse, and he would be forced to end his life. Wishing to avoid this, he learned only the Elixir of Life can cure his little brother. But it’s only given to the top Student in Memento Mori Academy or the Empire Army.  With little choice, he left to join the academy and become one of the beast tamers, an Inquisitor. On his first step to saving his brother, he joins the beast ceremony and takes his first step on his long journey.  But with him encountering Inquisitors and monsters, can Reinhard survive long enough to achieve his goal? Or will he just become another grave added to the growing pile? Join Reinhard as he awakens his SSS Class Beast and crushes all obstacles in his path.

“Son, never sleep with a married woman.” That was my father’s final advice, right after being stabbed by a jealous husband of a married woman he slept with. I took his words to heart but fate was a bitch and I got bombed by a stupid fucker who thought I slept with his wife. Now, I’ve transmigrated into a flop fantasy novel my best friend wrote, the same one which I “improved” by butchering it into a game as a background character. Rael Von Ashborn. An Extra who was going to die in a few days because he somehow kissed the Duchess of the Empire. Now, I got two options: Unlock a powerful class... Or die at the hands of a psychopathic duke with a god-tier skill set. But naturally, fate decided to screw me over again. [YOU HAVE AWAKENED: JESTER CLASS] A joke of a class. Oh and did I mention my maid’s a gorilla? Right. Welcome to my hell. Or as the sadistic author of this world called it... “Nytharrea.” (No NTR btw.) __________________ [Previous Title: Extra’s Supremacy: Rise of Forgotten Background Character] [Discord Server] - discord.gg/zCxTnRTp44

I inexplicably traveled through time and space and became Ares, the god of war in Greek mythology, but something seemed wrong with this world. "Ever since the Wandering Star Soldier shattered the original godhead, the world has been divided into several pieces..." "What is the Wandering Star Soldier? Can you please explain it more clearly?" "I have received a prophecy that in the future Zeus will be overthrown by a demigod named Kratos, and the Age of Gods will end..." ........................ This is a translation RAW 最苟战神阿瑞斯 ........................ For the advance chapter visit Patreon:- patreon.com/Stories_hub739 you can buy me a cup of cofee: https://www.paypal.me/UtkarshKumar96 Find your 5 free advanced chapters here: Omnicalctools.online

The world ended without leaving any answers. When fragments of the Otherworld began to merge with reality, existence itself collapsed. Time, memory, and form lost their meaning, and war became nothing more than the final echo of something much greater. Maxinni Isla fought until the end. She saw what no one was meant to see. And then… everything ceased. She wakes up in a hospital room. Twenty years before the end of the world. Haunted by memories of a reality that has yet to happen, Maxinni realizes that the Otherworld wasn't destroyed—merely forgotten. Its vestiges still whisper beneath the surface of the present, waiting for the right moment to return. Not every end can be avoided. Some are just waiting to be remembered.

A king without a throne. A kingdom ruled by something that should not exist. And a monster who has already paid the price for power. The Kingless Kingdom is a dark fantasy tragedy about dispossession, false sovereignty, and the slow realization that some evils persist not because they are imposed—but because they are endured. The throne is empty. The crown is worn. And the kingdom remains.

On a moonlit night during a grand masked banquet, two young nobles—hidden by masks and divided by a stone wall—find an unexpected connection. They never see each other’s faces. They never exchange names. They only share words, laughter, and a quiet understanding beneath the glow of the moon. Then the night is destroyed by an explosion. Years later, the memory of that night refuses to fade. Reins remembers nothing of her face, yet her voice haunts him—soft, familiar, and impossible to forget. Somewhere in the vastness of time and society, Lily searches for the same voice that once answered hers through stone and silence. As fate pulls them through years of longing, near-misses, and unanswered questions, both are drawn forward by a single truth: some bonds are not tied by sight or names, but by sound and soul. When their voices finally meet again, Reins realizes that one lifetime is not enough. Because some love is not meant to be remembered— it is meant to be found again.

When the sky bleeds red, forgotten powers awaken. Kael loses everything in one night—and gains the Ashen Crown, a forbidden power erased from history. Hunted by kings, feared by empires, and bound to a flame that devours its bearer, Kael must choose: become a monster… or burn the world to change it.

Sorry everyone, I’ll be reposting the chapters. This won’t be a remake anymore, but rather a side storyline following another character: Haller.

Some stories are never meant to finish. They appear briefly—spoken in whispers, half-remembered, misunderstood—then fade into rumor, myth, or denial. The Unfinished Legends is a collection of short tales where something impossible happens once… and never explains itself. A cat that speaks a single sentence. A customer too polite to be harmless. A moment that changes everything—and is never mentioned again. These stories do not seek answers. They only leave marks.

In a world where summoners wield the power to call forth vampires, elves, angels, demons, and all humanoid creatures from across the realms, Nathan found himself unable to summon beings except from beasts.  However, those beasts are not ordinary beasts. They are divine beings who once stood at the same level, if not higher, than the legendary creatures the world ever knew.  Casting his gaze to the left, Nathan sees numerous summoners accompanied by the likes of demon kings, archangels, vampire progenitors, and other legendary beings. Turning to the right, a massive army of alien symbiotes is waiting to attack.  There was no fear in his eyes, because standing on his left is a majestic wolf who managed to kill a god, the legendary eight-headed serpent coils on his right, above him is the bird who is glowing like the sun, and behind him is a dragon that once gnawed the roots of the world tree.  “Let the war begin.”

Caelan was born with a mark that should not exist. In a world governed by rigid laws of power and order, his mark refuses structure, hierarchy, and reason. It shifts, it hides, it bends the space around him as if reality itself were only a suggestion. As the world quietly begins to fracture and truths are buried beneath silence, Caelan feels no fear of death and no desire to be a hero. Curiosity is the only thing that keeps him moving forward. While kingdoms fight to preserve a dying system, he seeks something far more dangerous. To discover what lies beyond infinity, and whether existence itself is meant to endure or collapse.

Anthony is a regular guy with average look who is from earth where stories,fiction and myths has been written by one of the brightest mind he is an underachiever on earth broke and struggling with college untill he eventually dies out of foolish imagination but it didn't end there as he meet's a R. O. B who gives him 3 wishes and throws him into the MCU 6000 years before the story

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)...

Once, a body alone ruled the Three Realms. No techniques. No divine arts. Only the absolute peak of Body Cultivation. They called it the Supreme Immortal Body. Then it vanished without warning, leaving the heavens confused, the worlds unsettled, and countless experts arguing over whether it had ever truly existed. It should have remained a forgotten legend. Unfortunately, it did not.

Corvus Ashford knows oaths are lies and survival is rebellion. So he rebels in full—unflinching, drenched in scarlet, and never smiling.  He was born to mayhem, but his brutal existence is interrupted when he collides with two sisters fleeing toward a promised sanctuary. Corvus learns the value of life. The sisters; the price of it. Together, they will find that mercy and cruelty are but faces of the same god.  To survive the coming Change, they must sacrifice the very things that once made them human. What to expect: Epic Scale: The first of four planned novels (Change, Loss, Conquest, Stygian). Progression without Numbers: No blue boxes. No status screens. Power is earned in blood, insight, and loss. Consequence-Driven: Plot armor does not exist here. Mistakes leave scars.

Everything in this world is under the power of laws. Abided by the law of Heavens and kept everything in an order. But, there are some exceptional cases where destinies are written like a vacant book. No order, no rules; everything is designed from choices we made and make. More like a chess and chess board. Here, this is the story where the destiny keep playing like a chess and the events like chess pieces and moves. The more you go, the more you be enlighten. The less you go, the less complexity will be. When story begins there will be choices and the choices are hidden but driven by the events, slowly leads to the destiny. 'Kiaria' a character who becomes route and initiator of destiny. Let us see where this destiny guides to. The story is not written in a character POV, instead in a witness style. You can feel everything happens right in front of you. Authors Note: If you like the story please support. If any suggestions are there don't forget to comment. Daily chapter release at 23:15