myth

In a world of chaos where gods scheme and ancient relics awaken, a prophecy hidden even from divinity foretells the rise of a mortal who will surpass them all. Born in the humble village of Elderglen, Kael Alteria carries a secret older than creation itself — a destiny tied to the awakening of the Star Vault and the shifting balance of the Fourteen Gods. Quiet yet brilliant, underestimated yet unyielding, Kael must walk his own path as realms collide, secrets unravel, and powers beyond gods stir from slumber. From chaos eternal, a power beyond gods shall awaken.

There is a world where nothing is fixed. Not the laws. Not the names. Not the boundaries between one thing and another. In this world, gravity is a suggestion. Death is a mood. The colour blue can be redefined by anyone who has the will and a sharp enough imagination. A man can die on a Thursday, and by Friday his widow can decide that "death" now means "a long walk in a garden that has no gate," and he will return to finish the soup she left on the stove. A child can decide that "school" means "a cloud that only rains on weekends," and the building will float away until Monday, carrying the teachers with it, and no one will ask questions because questions themselves can be redefined as answers that have not yet decided what they know. Everyone redefines reality as easily as breathing. The rich change themselves daily—new face, new past, new gravity. The poor cling to a handful of stable definitions just to remember who they were when they woke up. Cities rename themselves every hour by public vote. Wars are fought not with weapons but with dictionaries. The Anti-Semantic War, they say, ended when one side redefined "victory" to mean "surrender," and by the time anyone noticed, it was already history. This is not paradise. When everything can be rewritten, nothing is ever fully real. A promise made today dissolves tomorrow when "tomorrow" is redefined as "a shape that cannot fit promises." Love is exhausting because the word changes taste every afternoon. Truth is a fashion. Memory is guesswork. And somewhere beneath all this, a question sleeps that no one dares wake: If everything can be redefined, what is the definition of definition itself? Cindral had never trusted a world that could change its memories. When the past was rewritten as casually as the weather, what was a man but a rumour his own history could no longer confirm? He did not seek power. He did not want to reshape the rules. He wanted to know if there was any rule that did not answer to a vote. So when word reached him of an old vendor in the secondhand markets selling definitions too ancient to be altered, Cindral went. Not from ambition. From hunger—for something that would still be true tomorrow. The answer waits in a dusty corner of that market, where a vendor whose age shifts with the minute hand sells used definitions discarded by those who have moved on to newer models. Cindral will touch the one definition that was never meant to be touched: the definition of definition itself. That touch will reveal the thread. The thread runs through everything. It ties every word to every thing, every thing to every mind, every mind to every story, and every story to something above. Cindral will follow it upward through layers of narration that make his universe look like a footnote in a book no one remembers writing. He will climb until climbing breaks. He will define until definition breaks. He will be until being breaks. What waits at the end cannot be called a god, because gods require names, and names require someone to speak them. What waits predates the need to be named. And it is not the top. There is no top. The thread does not end; it only changes direction—cutting sideways through hierarchies, through echoes without a source, through hollows where silence is not empty but full of the absence of sound waiting to be born. This is the story of that climb. It begins in a world where anyone can rewrite the rules, and it ends where the word "rule" has never been spoken, never been needed, never been possible. Somewhere in between, a man discovers that he is a sentence inside a story inside a dream inside a definition that defines itself. The thread is already in your hand. Cindral's ascent begins now.

Saint rewrites destiny, displaces a dynasty, and overthrows Heaven.

"This is a world-first story. The history is the story. Stay with it." The world has ended before. Not in myth. Not in metaphor. It ended completely — gods unmade reality reaching for something they were never meant to hold, and existence corrected itself the only way it knows how. It took fifty thousand years to forget. Another hundred thousand to rebuild. It is about to happen again. This is not one story. It is many — stitched together across millennia, told through the eyes of those who lived inside a world that carries its own wounds forward. A nameless being waking in a summoning circle, learning what it means to exist. A woman who hesitated when she should have fought, and traded a year of her life for knowledge that is quietly unmaking her. A girl in an apothecary being handed a promise she doesn't yet understand. They do not know each other. Not exactly. But the world remembers. It always remembers. Stay long enough and you will see how the threads connect — how every choice echoes, how every name given in love becomes a weight carried forward, how the pattern emerging beneath the history is not a mystery to be solved but a wound that never fully closed. Knowledge is the weapon. History is the scar. And somewhere in the silence between chapters — You will realize you already care.

I wanted nothing more than an ordinary life—free from crushing debt and the endless corporate grind. Instead, I died. And when I opened my eyes, I was in ancient Rome. My father? Gaius Julius Caesar—the man destined to rule, or ruin, the Republic. But history is written in blood. If I do nothing, my new family will be swept away by the coming political firestorm. Power is survival in Rome, and I intend to survive. Armed with modern knowledge, I will reshape the Roman Republic—through banking, insurance, industry, and new political strategies. Rome will never be the same. ============================================== What to Expect: - A grounded story set in the Roman Republic (BCE) - Technological innovation, business, military campaigns, Senate politics, and diplomacy - Based on real history—its religions, places, and historical figures - Smart MC using future knowledge to solve problems - 5 chapters a week, M-F - 20 chapters ahead on patreon (https://www.patreon.com/cw/MinchoNyangi) ============================================== MinchoNyangi here!  This is the official English edition of [카이사르의 아들이 되었다]. This story was a hit in Korea with over 2 million views(Naver Series), and I have personally revised and expanded this definitive edition specifically for English readers. You won't find this version anywhere else—not even in Korea. Note: This is the only official translation provided by the author. Any versions found on other sites except Royal Road, Webnovel are pirated copies. If you enjoy the story, please support the author by reading the official release here. Thank you

When Jack Conners took a no name streamer's challenge to Speedrun the game faster than they did, the last thing he expected was to be Isekai'd to the world of Elden Ring as the Tarnished, with Queen Marika the Eternal as his System Admin to boot. Well, since he was already there; he might as well Become the Elden Lord and start Fixing the Lands Between, One Death at a Time. ... Love interests in mind are Marika, Melina and, of course, Ranni. Also yes, Marika is the System Waifu.

Unanswered questions, suspicious characters and a socially weird Null. After escaping from a certain scientist, teenage Null realises he doesn't know who he is or anyone connected to him. Worst of all his Neurox pretty much doesn't listen to him much. A boy with a neural chip stuck in his brain and barely any emotion gets out into the cruel world of Alstread His parents? None came to mind. Relatives? He didn't really expect much. He soon realises plans are being made, entities are plotting and he's stuck at the centre of it all without even realising it. Now, Null has to find out his real identity, regain his emotions and maybe even learn how to make a few jokes.

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.”

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

In the Dark Ages of humanity, when Heaven and Hell first appeared, the world was completely in ruins. The angels and devils fought relentlessly over control 3 keys to unlock the truth behind a realm called False Reality. As the war progressed, humanity found itself in the crossfire, and legends from across the world appeared to defend it. They were known as the 12 Gods. They were the first ones to use the powers of divinity, also known as “Path of the Divine” Portfolio. With the war won and the realms disappeared to their respective realities, it wasn't long until the world had to begin a new one. Peace spread across the world, and every story that had been created became reality... that was, until his history was born. Reawakening from the mysterious feeling of death, Kiryuu Amuka finds himself in a new world and body. He was reincarnated as the main character of the story he created, Xion Trinity, the adopted son of a baker’s family located in Blackband, a city south of the capital of the Luminous Country, called Chanda. In the Industrial Age Era, technology has advanced to include steam power and other technologies such as machinery, cannons, transportation, airships, and ships, as well as positions, Arcadius Keys, Apollo Artifacts, laws and authorities, curses, and more. With the mystery comes more questions to ask about the world he truly created. Follow Xion as he finds himself entangled with the Lost Souls, lower gods, and Paradoxs, both physically, metaphysically, and transcendently - as he slowly awakens and develops newfound powers the Transcenders gave him. The Sovereign of Dawn spoke of the mysterious nature of the future worlds. As stories continue in an endless stream of lies and misfortune, they also speak of magnificence and truth. The Seraphims spoke of a man who would eventually open the False reality, a man with potential that would be unrivaled by all who approached him. This is the Story and Legend of "Judgment." Or how the gods and Patriarchs call him "The False God."

Trapped in a Dating Sim FAN-FIC

In a twisted world of hidden myth and folk, where humans have long since forgotten about gods and monster, a young boy attends an academy designed for half-blooded demi-humans. His first day quickly snowballs into chaos quickly when all doesn't appear as it seems, who is this mysterious boy? What are his motives? And why does trouble follow wherever he goes?

It has been over a millennium since the sun last shown upon the land. It is said that the world was beautiful once, with blue skies and all manner of wonders words do no justice. but one day the gods vanished, and with them gone, the land fell under an unrelenting night, from which monsters of all sorts arose. For thousands of years, people of the land have fought against monstrous horrors, their only light coming from the sacred lightning that crackles through skies. No one remembers the sun—only the legends that whisper of its golden warmth beyond the darkness. With the discovery of an artifact straight from the divine era, a young man embarks on a quest to bring about the fabled dawn. There are only two possible outcomes; Bring back the sun, or Fall to the darkness.

Animals that people once loved suddenly turned into magical beasts and turned the world upside down. With the mines destroyed and later occupied by magical beasts, humanity was starved of the resources needed to continue fighting them. Fortunately, beings from another world lent their power to humans in the form of avatars. Every human would awaken an avatar and use its power to grow stronger and fight against the beasts. Yet Auric found himself unable to awaken a single avatar. An avatar wasn’t supposed to leave the body of its partner, but his father’s avatar—the black dragon—mysteriously appeared before him, unraveling a series of secrets he had never known before. Did he really fail to awaken an avatar? What exactly was an avatar? Did they really come from another world?

[Slow Burn] [Industrial Fantasy] [Conspiracy] [I have this on webnovel too] Following the eyes of Aim Reed, a field residency officer in last standing nation Orenthel. Beyond the great wall of orenthel laid a deadland, dangerous animal, remnant of destroyed city and waves of refugee queueing by the gate every single day and undercurrent in the city were problematic too but everything seem to be under control by "The State & The Crown" with direction from the Goddess/Her majesty who have maintain safety and survivalness of nation up until now. Until one day a pale hair man arrived at the southern gate, at refugee registeration point Aim were working at alone. And this man stirred thing in Aim and it will motive him through to unveil more secret of this world throughout the series. #NOTE : Some of arc 2 chapter are straight skipable(i'm learning by doing lol) but later arc was kind of not so, yeah yk yk.

What if GT Goku was reborn in the Z timeline... and casually revealed Super Saiyan to Vegeta on Day 1? "Krillin... you're my best friend." Goku's seen Krillin die. Yamcha die. Piccolo die. He's watched Earth burn and his granddaughter grow up fighting monsters he created by overusing the Dragon Balls. Then he sacrificed everything to stop the Shadow Dragons and died for good. Except he didn't. He woke up on Snake Way in Age 762. One year before Vegeta arrives. Thirty years before everything goes to hell. This time's different. He's not letting anyone die. Gohan gets to be a scholar. Vegeta's getting his pride shattered early. And those Dragon Balls? He's leaving them alone. Problem is, this isn't his timeline. Old Kai tells him about Beerus—a God of Destruction who makes the Shadow Dragons look like jokes. He'll wake up in 20 years. Goku needs his tail back. He needs Super Saiyan 4. He needs to become stronger than gods. P.S: Goku is not the only reincarnator in the series! For Advance 50 Chapters head to my Patreon! pat reon.com/AlphaSenatus This is a translation project. I do not own anything! Raws: 龙珠：超六悟空

"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 spotlights 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. The intention is for deeper thinking through fiction, uniting those who believe peace and tranquility between humanity is most important above all.

The greatest enemy of mankind, an Arch Deofol that reads a future like a book, read it to a vain noble, Rotsard Vallhall. The story was about a great hero who would save their world, but in that story, Rotsard was only a third-rate, stepping-stone villain who died in shame within two years. After finishing, the Arch Deofol mocked Rotsard. If he changes the main points of the story and saves himself, mankind is doomed. If he chooses to save mankind and not interfere, his own life, his very soul, will be forfeit in the most pitiful and shameful way. What it wanted to do was to throw Rotsard into despair that would sweeten his soul, the Arch Deofol would then devour. What it didn't account for, was how spiteful the young noble was.

Reincarnating in a fantasy world is something. But what happens if you reincarnate in a body of someone with no combat power. That's what i am going through right now in the body of Oscar in Douluo Dalu continent with Sausage Martial Spirit.

Solo mi opinion sobre los niveles de poder.