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THE TALE OF THE RUSTED KNIGHT ( RWBY X HIGHSCHOOL DXD)

I remember our first meeting perfectly. Over a field of grass, dyed red by the glowing sun at the horizon and the splattered bloods across the land, a sphere of light flickered to life. It pulsed weakly for a moment, its blue light wavering in the air before somehow finally gaining some strength from it surrounding and started to solidifying. How could I not? Slowly, almost hesitantly, the sphere of light began to move through the air, leaving a trail of shimmering light in its wake. It's always twisting and turning, but never rising or falling, the sphere began to pick up speed as an image began to form from its trailing lights. Like a paintbrush on canvas, the sphere drew a circle in the air. And within that circle was another circle, and third one within the second. Between the borders of the circles were strings of archaic runes, numbering in the hundreds, leisurely revolving within the limited space within the boundary of the circles. When the sphere at last appeared to have finished its work, it hung in place, motionless for a few moments, before slowly drifting towards the very heart of the design, to the small patch of empty space located in the middle of the smallest circle. Aligning itself in the center of the magic circle, it pulsed once and then twice, before it unfolded like the petals of a flower. The former sphere twisted into a new form, a two-dimensional shape that was clearly a symbol of some kind though one far too complex to be a mere rune and vaguely resembled a stylized necklace. Could remember who And yet I cannot remember who you were in time pass by as I remember I was once a warrior a night was on his duty protecting his people but in the end I think I failed them and somehow I transferred and to this unknown land where I am just drifting away from my destination one day I'm excited or not.
Jaune_acr · 54.9k Views

Love Triangle: The Prince, the Weredragon King and I

“I am simply extending my hospitality. I respected you as a princess of a neighboring kingdom. So I act civilized. It has never crossed my mind to treat you like a prisoner. But it seems I failed to humor your expectation.” Swiftly Alexander approached me. Before he could come near, I pushed the chair backward and retreated until my back was on the wall. Shoot! This is not what I have in mind. I turn my head to the side, calculating the distance. If I were to sprint now, I would’ve escaped from this room. But before I can even make the move, Alexander has his body pinning me to the wall. He leered at me. His stare shows lust and desire while his eyes narrow, and his tongue licks his lips. I have dug my own grave! In the enchanting realm of heaven, two princesses, Seraphina and Ariella, with exceptional talents, embark on a journey to human realms. Their path intertwines with Prince Alexander, the crown prince of the Kingdom of Eldoria. A tapestry of adventure, romance, and self-discovery unfolds as they face trials, encounter magical beings, and navigate their desires. The kingdom's stability is tested by monstrous creatures, forcing the prince and his allies to confront their inner strengths. Amidst battles and politics, the prince's yearning for a queen grows, leading him toward a destiny that intertwines with the princesses. That is the novel I once read in high school. And now I have transmigrated into it! The love triangle between the princesses and Prince Alexander would end in tragedy. I hated the male lead because of that. But I never imagined that the tragedy would shift to me! I was trapped in a love triangle between me and the villain, Aetherion, the King of Monsters, and Prince Alexander, who was obsessed with me and my gift. I have clearly chosen the villain as my love interest, but Alexander would not let me go. What should I do?
seraelya · 52.7k Views

A Werewolf's Unexpected Mate

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.
FantasiaLia09 · 244k Views

The Azure Lotus

"The Azure Lotus" - It is said that this flower blooms once in 14 Cosmic Cycles... Is it really so...? Well, when summarizing the main story of this novel, it comes to mind that greed is born with the intention of gaining power, or the only goal of greed is to gain power. From this, a sense of entitlement full of inferiority is born. The attraction towards each other has been going on for an eternity, and with it, the range of inferiority complexity is gradually increasing. It is said that whenever this arises in someone's heart, it causes destruction everywhere for them. From the influence of which even the kingdom of heaven is not exempted. But it is also true that if there is a disease, there is a way to cure it, and here it is the union of "pure love" and "wisdom." How will our "Goddess of Love Kiyoko" and "God of Wisdom Akimitsu" connect with each other holistically for the welfare of the world, stand against this destructive, all-consuming, negative, anti-life force, and continue the struggle to maintain harmony in the entire world. This is the topic of our Nobel... Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, places, events, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This fiction does not represent any particular nation, religion, language, coterie, nor oppose it. Here the writer is only trying to follow some realistic material in order to create a realistic plot of the story; they don't claim anything else... And also, as our fiction on the one hand condemns war, conflict, violence, strife, bloodshed, brutality, oppression of the strong over the weak, and adultery. On the other hand, it also supports life, peace, unity, prosperity, cooperation, kindness, compassion, pure love, and wisdom wholeheartedly. So we humbly request all the readers to please enjoy this novel just for the pleasure of reading the story. Finally, this is what I want to say - "Life is a wonderful creation of God, so it should be cherished like a great purpose. It is necessary to prepare its own foundation by combining pure love and wisdom. Peace should be its requirement, and unity should be taken as its strength."
UnknownHumanBeing8 · 29.6k Views