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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

Creation. Destruction. Prophecies. In a universe where memories shape destiny… six Eygis are chosen not to be heroes, but sacrifices. Yuta, Scarlet, Ryota, and Evelynn are bound to powers that will take everything from them. They can accept their fate… or watch the universe collapse. Because every choice leaves a scar. Some memories can save the world… while others are meant to destroy it. And when the prophecies finally unfold… will anything of them remain? — Content Warning This work contains violence, mature themes, and occasional strong language. Recommended for a mature audience. #Fantasy; #tragedy; #mythology; #psychological; #sacrifice; #supernatural; #Angst; #fate; #dark_fantasy; #found_family

What's the difference between death and this character, Neo? He woke up as an insignificant character. Neo isn't just the weakest in the entire novel; he is also the only character with one purpose: to die. But hold on, this insignificant character has these obsessive yanderes who would slaughter even the slightest fly that hurts him. And his mom? A tyrant villainess, who erased Atlantis and the hero academy off the face of the earth because of his death. Neo has them all. ----- Tags to mainly expect# #SLOW-BURN YANDERE DEVELOPMENT #MYTH (alot) #WEAKTOSTRONG

Just a imagination of a borard guy, trying make somehow big, for his own. it'll be a prequel to my previous work Maharakshak. if you hadn't read it, you can try. it's ok story. and if you don't know what's written up above, just pretend it's not written, and this is the real Synopsis. " it's a story about a question and a superhero. The question being, does human needs the power or superhero, and superhero being just a normal guy, who does not know what a superhero supposed to mean, for him his powers are just that, a normal. thing, he didn't understand why they are so special." " story will progress in direction of a typical direction of any movie, the only shiny part maybe being the simplicity of it." " the hero is a pure guy, who does don't care about how other's think of him , he has only one goal trough out the story and that's he sticks to till end, believing his heroism nothing more then an accident." " the villain is also a pure guy, but ome who has seen the world and has his edges cleaned by it. you can think him as a guy who knows the answer, but did not want to admit it. he is more human then the hero, who seems little comical and too pure for the world. his only shortcoming being after getting powers he couldn't control it."

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

“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.

The world does not want a savior; it wants a weapon it can control. When the light of his world was extinguished by a Seele, a young boy’s grief gave birth to a terrifying resolve. Paralyzed no longer, he claimed the burden of the "Scarecrow"—a protector destined to stand in the center of the carnage, wielding a fierce, blue-tinted flame that burns with a heat the world has grown to loathe. In this era, such a Gift is no beacon of hope; it is a cursed anomaly, marking him as a pariah even as he serves as humanity's shield. His mission is fueled by a selfish vow: he has seen the worst this world has to offer, and he will slaughter every Seele in existence to ensure no one else has to witness that horror. But the Scarecrow does not burn for himself. Every searing blast of blue fire is for the one soul he refused to lose—the girl who remains his only home in a world of wreckage. She is his final tether to reality, the reason behind his crusade, and the only anchor keeping his humanity from being consumed by his own Blue Rage. Together with Squad Segment 663, he is deployed under the cold, calculating gaze of The Skulls—architects of a system where lives are merely data points on a probability monitor. From forgotten borders to decaying strongholds, they are the U.W.D.S.’s most efficient tools of "purification." Yet, in the silence between battles, a mysterious figure lingers. An unnamed guide who speaks in echoes, she is a weeping contradiction who offers a haunting comfort that feels ancient and dangerously familiar. As the squad faces the encroaching darkness of the Seele and the rising threat of a rival power, the "Scarecrow" must decide: is he truly a hero, or just a broken child enforcing his trauma on a world that already hates him? In a war where trust is a liability, the people he protects may be the first to call him a traitor.

"If she feels pain, then I'll make sure we all do..." As a purple and pink tailed meteor enters Earth's atmosphere, it begins "snowing" all over the planet. Humans are no longer on top of the ladder. A crystal ice dragon explodes from the space rock, creating Hell. Bringing along an ambush of bloodthirsty aliens, some large enough to demolish buildings, "Leviathan" has forced humanity into various locations of hiding around the world. Within three years after the initial invasion, humans have begun to not only fight back against the aliens, but some choose to become symbiotic hosts, acquiring "magical" abilities after slaying one of the unconventional extraterrestrials. Shortly before leaving their sanctuary/apocalypse training academy, two once drifted friends, Katsu and Saku, are reunited on the same scout team. As polar opposite personalities they are chosen by the only surviving "Creator of Humanity". Both boys become 'blessed' to be hosts for their universe's contemporary forces and use those "God given abilities" to achieve their (secretly combative) goals. Accompanying them is Katsu's adopted sister, Shelly. Regarded as "The Beast of the Beasts" by her peers, she is the reincarnate of her grandmother. The greatest, most underrated female Scandinavian sword fighter to live before the 13th century. After learning of her destined lineage, and admiring the otherwise "mythical" accomplishments completed by her top tier, ass kicking Valkyrie grandma, Shelly is determined to retrieve all of the stolen blades from those who dishonorably stole them over 800 years ago. In order to do so she will have to defeat several members of a manipulative covenant of warrior witches. Each woman blessed with an undiscovered form of energy that has unknowingly coexisted with humanity. These 7 women usher in the POST-post-apocalyptic world as Mafia Bosses, Matriarch Socialist Dictators, Seafaring Conquerors, and a few just want to see this new snow covered world burn. To prove which unnaturally born creature is the Supreme Ultimate amongst them. Aliens, action, romance, betrayal of old friends, the gaining of trust from new, overpowered goofballs, magical damsel despots, righteous and nefarious humans gaining niche powers, not to mention a secretive psychopath using his God given abilities to preserve who he views as his sole purpose. In the end, will love truly conquer all, or will 'their' love conquer us all? "If you have a beloved purpose you can't live a day without, do you truly have any freedom to live? If you have complete freedom to act however, or say whatever you desire, do you truly have any purpose worth caring about to protect?" ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ [All character and cover art is not done by AI but by my good friend Amon-kun] ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ WARNING/DISCLAIMER: This series uses ætiological mythopoeism to spotlight coincidental parallels between various religious scriptures, and scientific theories but is in no way discrediting or belittling the beliefs of others whether that be Creationist or Evolutionist. The views, ideas, and conversations between characters aren't in any way meant to change anyone's beliefs. The conscious use of certain psychological elements from theistic ideology and out of context holy verses is only to support this fictional plot and it's characters. As well as aid the reader as to how one could theoreticize or philosophicize the plot. Instead of using various conflicting ideologies to shame or undermine those who believe, the intention is for deeper thinking and uniting those who believe peace and tranquility between humanity is most important above all.

The Trials have ended after [Trial 1263] and celebrations are rampant across the world of Draknir. With one of the two moons restored, people have put their fates and hopes in the statue of the person who had allowed this to happen, Zephyr Mor, the Coalescer of Elysium. The transcendent one who sacrificed his life to bring about natural order without the System's interference.  Yet in the throes of the Celestium, Draknir's main prison, lay a man curled up in the midst of timeless suffering in solitude. Zephyr can see what's happening outside, yet he can't interact, and neither can he call for help. He can only hope that his companions can collect the last piece that can truly end the System. Thus, when he's offered a contract by one of the Arbiters to rid him of his solitude and go back in time to correct any past mistakes. Who is he to turn it down? The catch? He can't choose at which point he goes back in time or how many times. Alternatively: To escape eternal solitude, Zephyr selfishly takes a contract, yet the contract's terms don't quite entail what he had desired and unveil a grave of lies that built the world of Draknir.

Bhairava, a 22 year old college student with ambition of becoming a journalist. He also practices lucid dreaming, a skill where a person can control their dreams and succeeds after so much effort. But one night in lucid dream, something strange happens. Bhairava loses control and sees unusual things that feel very real. From then, his dreams begin to show him the near future and the same events happen exactly the next day in real life. At first, Bhairava thinks he can use this power to stop tragedies. But the outcome becomes even more tragic. Bhairava feels trapped in a mystery. He does not know if this power is a blessing or a curse. He can’t even understand Why is this happening? With this strange gift of foresight, Bhairava must decide what to do. Should he use it to help people, uncover truths, and become the journalist? Or should he hide it, live in fear and let the visions control his life? Bhairava’s journey becomes a struggle between destiny and choice. In search of answers, he must face the mystery of his dreams and uncover the truth behind everything. But the question is: Will he uncovering hidden realities or surrender to the nightmare?

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!

Nozomu Bountis, a weak student at Solminati Academy, is betrayed by his girlfriend Lisa and friend Ken, who spread lies to ruin him. Isolated and mocked, he trains desperately and awakens a hidden power tied to ancient dragons and spirits. As he grows stronger, he confronts personal trauma, demonic threats, and masters the "Dragon Chain" curse within him. In the end, he sacrifices his humanity to merge with a dragon spirit, purging global darkness and becoming an eternal guardian.

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.

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. It is the space between definitions—the white interval where nothing has been decided, and everything is still possible. From that silence, realities are born. Dimensions unfold. Gods rise and fall like sentences in an endless story. But every story, no matter how vast, is built upon assumptions—axioms that define what is permitted and what is not. And every axiom, sooner or later, meets its contradiction. 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 awaiting resolution. Where the space between cosmologies is not empty, but occupied by what should have ceased… yet did not. Here, the greatest threat is not destruction. It is the realization that reality itself may be unfinished—and that some fragments refuse not only to be erased, but to accept that they ever should have been. Welcome to the interval. Welcome to what comes after definition.

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.

In the quiet concrete shack of a small observatory near Jamshedpur, twenty-six-year-old doctoral student Arjun Rao has spent months chasing cosmic noise that no one else cares about. His thesis stalled, his advisor vanished, and the universe reduced to static, he finds solace only in the headphones and the endless sweep of the radio dish. One ordinary night, the static answers back. A precise sequence of prime numbers emerges from the cosmic background — not random, not natural. Embedded within the signal is something deeper: an addressing structure, a label in a referencing system older than light itself. When Arjun calculates the total accumulated observer-moments since the universe first cooled enough to see itself, the numbers match exactly. The address is his. The signal identifies him not as a listener, but as an Active Variable. Observation: ongoing. What begins as a mathematical anomaly quickly unravels everything Arjun thought he knew about reality. The universe is not silent. It is not indifferent. It has been indexing every act of witnessing since the first hydrogen atom formed — every proof scribbled in margins, every late-night thought, every fleeting moment of awareness. And now it has noticed him noticing it. As the signal evolves and alternate realities bleed into his own — reflections showing equations he never wrote, moments that feel pre-filed — Arjun is forced to confront a terrifying possibility: consciousness is not a byproduct of the cosmos. It is its oldest mechanism. And some variables, once observed, can never be unfiled. Blending rigorous mathematics, ancient Indian philosophy, and quiet cosmic horror, The Night the Numbers Listened Back is a haunting exploration of what it means to be seen by a universe that has been watching itself through us all along.

Dr. Ethan Cross is a 34-year-old professor of ancient civilizations at Oxford University. He doesn't believe in prophecies. He doesn't believe in destiny. He believes in evidence. But when a dying colleague hands him a fragment of a map — one that shouldn't exist — Ethan's world begins to crack. The map doesn't show geography. It shows rules. Seven ancient rules that govern how reality itself operates, each one sealed into a different continent thousands of years ago by an unknown civilization. The rules are waking up. And someone already knows how to use them. Dr. Marcus Vael — a senior figure within a powerful international institution — has spent two decades quietly activating these truths. Not for power. Not for money. For something far more dangerous: he genuinely believes that removing human free will is the only way to end human suffering. Ethan must cross seven continents, uncover seven truths, and make decisions that cannot be undone — because in a world governed by ancient rules, every choice leaves a permanent mark on reality. Core Question: When you know the truth — do you have the right to use it?

**[TRIAL INITIATION COMPLETE]** The words settled in front of him with quiet certainty. "Trial?" He stared at them, his thoughts stalling, refusing to process what he was seeing even as his eyes traced each letter. "What is this...a joke?" Someone waved at the air before them. "I didn't sign up for a movie." Subconsciously, he took a step back. "I'm not the only one seeing this." A second line followed, just beneath the first. **[Environment: Scorched Trial Grounds – Sector 7]** **[Participants: 1,000]** **[Objective: Reach the Safe Zone]** **[Time Limit: 05:00]** **[Failure Condition: Annihilation]** **[Trial in progress]**

"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.