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A story that blurs love, madness, and sweet lies. ... His blood and soul are Hers. His very life is in Her hands. No matter what trial or tribulation is against him, his devotion is to Her alone. ... In the pursuit of 'love', Wu Xue Yue's whole worldview centres around 'Her Hallowed Visage', the sole deity of ethereal beauty that was worshipped by the Aftothysia Clan. When the time of war comes around, the Branches of the Aftothysia Clan fight for Her recognition. As the sole Heir to the Sanguine Branch, how could he let his devotion be challenged? Being one of the four bearing the name 'Yue', how could he let others bear the same name? Having his dream so close to his fingers, how could he let Her recognition be snatched away from him? With his devotion festering in his youth, Wu Xue Yue's yearning reaches the lofty heights where Her Hallowed Visage resides. ... Like the radiant stars in the Starlit Sky, she hung in the skies above. With a hand outstretched to Her Hallowed Visage, Wu Xue Yue beckons silently to his salvation, to Her, and utters a single phrase in his heart, "Love me."

A Great Leonopteryx hatches alone beneath the ruins of a forgotten human project. It is not born into legend. No path has been set in advance. Raised in a territory shaped by abandonment and intrusion, the Last Shadow learns the world through survival. Every movement teaches balance. Every hunt reshapes the body. Every choice leaves a mark on a land that answers in return. Eywa offers no words. Yet the world responds. Armor forms where wounds once opened. Wings strengthen with weight and time. Growth is not a blessing but a negotiation between survival and restraint, between taking and enduring. What is claimed must be defended. What is defended must be lived with. This is not a tale of destiny or chosen champions. It is a record of adaptation, survival, and consequence. Far from the stories told by the clans, a presence grows in silence. Territories shift. Patterns change. Pandora does not question who should rule the sky as hunters, riders, and shadows draw closer together. It allows the sky to decide. Eywa welcomes all her children. But some are born to change the shape of the world. - The world of Avatar and all related characters and settings belong to their respective owners. This work is a non-commercial fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only.

Heaven abandoned Eli Cross the moment he proved too human to rule. Adopted into poverty, bullied at school, and hunted by creatures humanity was never meant to know, Eli lives a life God chose to forget. Demons invade the human world. Vampires rule from the shadows. Angels erase the truth. Dragons wait. When Heaven finally moves to erase him, Eli survives divine judgment—and begins a path no human has ever walked. This is not the story of a chosen one. This is the story of the human who replaced God.

"-Thousands of years, waiting for the sun to shine on us again. Thousands of years, screaming for the gods to take mercy on us. Thousands of years, crying for our loved ones to come back to life." His words chilling, and choking the lungs of the woman sitting in front of him. The woman who knew nothing, yet, still attempted to save this worthless soul but craving its gifts. Same as others. Her almond-shaped eyes that shone gray with pearls falling from them as if she were a clam endlessly spilling precious jewels with no one to help collect them. "So many centuries... Watching as life after life is collected by their hands and my own. These centuries of hatred, how could I forget?" Wiping the dust off an eerie brass horn, Haolin's fingers instinctively curled around its handle. Almost tight enough to crush it in his hands, "-I can't turn back time. I can't return to those who gave their all for an unworthy cause, nor can I slaughter the traitors whose blood already stained my hands once." The sight of the horn's distorted handle made her catch her breath. "This useless "blessing" I traded the gods my everything for." His smile was scornful, "Are you also a foolish human who desires 'Heaven's Favor'?"

I finally got this idiotic thing working. I have been trying to get the Thought Logger to work for the last two weeks.  Well, I guess that I should not waste my time anymore and just introduce myself. (I don't know how long I can keep this activated.) My name is Anthony Sevenstars, and I am a formation mage.  I know, I know. It is rare to see formation mages associated with the guard corps. We guards are supposed to be diplomats first and foremost, as quick with praise as with threats. We are supposed to be as cool as a cucumber.  It is hard to imagine me as any of those. I am the guy you meet with when you have a fort to blow up. (How I got my position as a guard is a long story in itself.) I guess I should speak about the mission. I will be honest, I have not been able to learn much about the mission. (Don't blame me. I have been busy keeping our ship flying.) All I know is that we are dealing with the Snowwind Empire. Let's just say that some things have happened in the last year, and they are on the verge of becoming our enemies. All I know is, I am supposed to maintain diplomacy with them (I should manage this.), prevent them from becoming our enemies (this is something that I am dreading.). In the process, I might get to blow up a few of our enemies. (I will do this very well indeed.) Damn it, why is th.. Connec...... Brea.. No.. note 1- my publishing schedule is going to be Monday-wednesday-friday note 2- if you like my work, you should check out my patreon. i don't have any tiers ready yet but any membership will boost my motivation to work on this. this is my patreon link - patreon.com/tengen1410 note 3- I am significantly ahead on royal road webpage. so if you like my work you can go there and check out what is going on.

Hundreds of years have passed since the God of Games launched the Promotion Star Games System, which spread across the stars. Since then, almost every human was granted supernatural abilities and forced to participate in a lifelong competition. Victor was born on a planet in blissful ignorance until the day the Promotion Star Games descended, his mother figure left him, and he gained a mysterious black hole in his mind. Discovering that his world is an experiment created for some unknown purpose, Victor vows to get stronger to find the secrets of his lineage and the woman who raised him. Follow Victor as he battles across the blood-soaked stars and participates in strange, deadly games in a galaxy-wide rat race to protect all those he loves or be ground up by the system.

Seres Caelum is the only student at Farskog's Academy who can't merge with a fragment, the crystallized essence of gods and heroes that grant power in a world shattered by divine war. With graduation approaching and his family mysteriously vanished four years ago, he's running out of time to prove he belongs. When a fragment storm offers one final chance, Seres succeeds... but something goes terribly wrong. The power he gained isn't like the others. It's darker. It's something hungry. And as fragment storms intensify across the wasteland, he begins to suspect his "gift" might be more than he expected. Caught between the safety of silence and the growing danger of what he's becoming, Seres must decide how far he'll go to protect those he loves, and whether he can live with the cost.

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.

THE APOCALYPSE BEGAN WITH A RIDE HOME. Cain was fired, drunk, and alone. Then he found a beautiful woman standing naked in the road. She's Lucifer, the actual Devil, bored of hell and desperate for company. He's just a human with nothing left to lose. Together, they cook eggs, watch TV, and fight angels. But when an ancient mark awakens on Cain's arm, their strange friendship becomes the spark that will ignite the end of the world. Can he survive until New Year's Eve? Disclaimer: This is a character-driven story set in a low-fantasy world with high power scaling, meaning battles may extend beyond Earth. Thank you for giving my story a chance. I truly hope you enjoy it, and I appreciate you taking this journey with me.

As a golden dragon raised by a human family from a young age, Noah has no particular hobbies except for cultivating kings. Though some ignorant scholars misunderstand him, labeling him as a mentor of king slayers and trampler of royal authority, over the millennia, there are also wise men who praise him as the imperial dragon and holy dragon. Moreover, the vast empire's many races regard him as the pioneer of the golden age, an immortal radiance of the empire, eagerly desiring his regency and control over the empire's authority.

People got a planet in the beginning and what to do with it was up to them. Wang Yi, a young man in the 21st century, coincidentally transmigrated into a world where everyone had the opportunity to awaken a planet. The larger the diameter of the planet, the more advanced the energy transformed, and the more powerful the civilization created. Some people obtained the planet's energy as " Martial True Qi" and used the creation sandbox to create a martial civilization, and the people on the planet were all martial artists. Some people get the planet's energy as "Immortal True Energy" and use the creation sandbox to create an immortal civilization, and the people on the planet were all cultivators! Some people obtained the energy of the planet as "Fighting Qi", and used the creation sandbox to create the civilization of Fighting Qi, and people on the planet are all fighters! Some people obtained the energy of the planet as "Soul Power", and used the creation sandbox to create the Soul Path Civilization, and the people on the planet were all Soul Masters! ... Everyone was struggling to evolve a magical civilization system. Wang Yi, however, used his past life memories to start evolving an "Primordial" civilization! "Your world-extinguishing laser cannon is powerful, but I have the son of the Great Dao, Pan Gu! One axe will reduce your world to naught!" "Your thousands of angels are powerful, but I have three thousand Chaos Demon Gods to beat you in a minute!" "Your army of darkness is awesome, but I have the Buddha's Paramount Sage, who will defeat you in a minute!" "..." This was a story of how the Primordial civilization crushed various transcendent civilizations.

This is the war between humans and the Ancient God Clan, tracing back to Ancient Times, extending into the future, spanning the river of history, and composing an epic. The Ancient Gods invade reality with a shattered world. Secrets from timeless mythologies reveal the truth. Ascenders traverse the gaps of time and space, journeying between two realms. Reality and transcendence, blade and sword, blood and fire. When the apocalypse arrives, the Ancient Gods awaken from their long slumber. The curtain rises— My father once went missing while investigating the resurrection of a certain God, and his fate remains unknown to this day. I am anxious, but not entirely distressed. Because that resurrected God— Is me.

Standing before you is the Quicklime Martial Saint, the founder of the Taiyang Fist, the Flower Folding Master of Dinghu, Half-step Master Invincible Under Heaven, the First Sword of Xuanmen, the Judicial God, and Taiyi. ... After the end of the Dharma, a time of grand corruption descends, the world devoid of spiritual essence, and the system of Dao fruits takes precedence. Embracing Dao fruits, ascending step by step, thereby possessing the power of gods and saints, transcending the ordinary to achieve holiness. 'Just like this,' Jiang Li said while summoning a dog, 'Heavenly Dog, bite him.'

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."

Eve stands at the edge of the world, where the foam of a billion seas whispers of greed and ruin. A voice — ancient and grating — has claimed her. Is it to save her, or to use her? Her waking hours are no longer her own. She will face true Rot. Tame true Fear. And in service to an entity that speaks through the gaps between wind and silence, she is mandated to save everyone—those who were her ancestors in a distant past, and those who will one day roam the distant future. But, as the boundary between dreams and nightmare dissolves, one question remains: when the world is saved...if it can be saved— will anything of Eve remain?

follows the story of 6 boys entering a new school to cultivate the magic,technologic, and beastly power with other that may make there school life more challeging

DROPPED!!!! A no name Character, that never appear in novel. An Extra Aeron a young man, found himself in Extra character body that never appeared in the novel. only to find He was strongest, in the generation of geniuses. And his mother was "Dragon Queen.... ______________ "Life never gave me a script, but now I'm living in one. Only this time, I'm the one who’ll write my story." ______________

A single failure in a literature exam ignited a storm that tore my family apart. Caught between my mother’s condemnation and the collapse of my world, I leapt into a waterfall—expecting death. Instead, I fell into another reality. A world ruled by divine law and rigid hierarchy: the Azurite Tree World. Layer upon layer, the world unfolds like the rings of an ancient tree. Gods watch from above. Divine Laws are unbreakable. Fate is absolute. When I awaken, I am only a nameless orphan, branded a slave, abandoned at the cruelest starting point imaginable. Sold as a slave apprentice, I am sent to the Azurite Academy. In this academy, there is one rule: Those who fail are erased from existence— offered as sacrifices to the Tree itself.

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.

The life of an ordinary man transforms into a legend in another world a world filled with struggles for survival, where only the strongest live and their existence continues. The hero takes us on a journey to another fantastical world, one where we find strange creatures and events that are closer to fantasy than reality. The legend of Zeus returns once again, bringing with it many challenges for him and his descendants. Will he succeed in enduring them? This is what we will discover through the events of this novel.