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Heaven's Withering Script

“I don’t know when stories began to die. Not loudly, they ended. Not in flames they burned. They didn’t collapse like kingdoms or scream like gods falling from the sky. They simply… slipped away. The kind of stories no one remembers. The ones that never made it into records. The lives that ended without witnesses. Somewhere beyond the world, something that was never meant to feel begins to fail. It was created to remember everything—to watch over every story that could have existed. But even it cannot hold on to what is forgotten. But I will collect them all…” ...Lin Su. And then, a boy is born. There is nothing special about him. No prophecy follows his footsteps. No power awakens in his blood. He just feels things too deeply, too much sadness without reason, grief without memory, and loneliness that doesn’t belong to this lifetime. He doesn’t know it yet, but fate is toying with him. Every pain he carries belongs to someone who has waited for him. Every emotion he cannot explain is an echo of a life that never got to be remembered. Slowly, without choice, he becomes a place where lost narratives gather, a fragile shelter for things the world has abandoned. This is not a story about saving the world through strength. It is about carrying weight. Weight of the life. Weight of the mortality. As the line between existence and nothingness begins to blur, the boy must walk through memories that aren’t his, lives that never finished, and truths that were never meant to return. The more he remembers, the more he risks losing himself. Because remembering hurts. And yet, forgetting hurts more. At its heart, this is a story about why stories matter. About why even the smallest life deserves to be remembered. About how humanity, in all its weakness, might be the last thing standing when even systems and gods begin to fail. I wrote this for the stories that were never told. And for the people who feel like they were forgotten.
Harmonious_moose · 4.7k Views

BEYOND THE CAGE OF HEAVEN

In a world where cultivation defines destiny, freedom is the rarest treasure of all. The world of Tianheng is vast, layered, and cruelly ordered. Mountains float above seas of clouds, ancient sects rule territories older than recorded history, and every living being exists within a rigid hierarchy dictated by cultivation realms. From mortals who struggle merely to survive, to immortals who shape continents with a thought, all are bound by one unspoken truth: no one escapes the Great Cycle. Birth, cultivation, ascension, decline, death—this is the law of Heaven, enforced by the world itself. To cultivate is to gain power, but also to step deeper into the cage. The story follows Lin Yuan, a boy born in a hospital and abandoned by his mother. He is not born with a rare constitution, divine bloodline, or heavenly destiny. His talent is mediocre, his background insignificant, and his future—according to the world—already written. He is meant to live, struggle, cultivate if lucky, and die like countless others before him. Yet from a young age, Lin Yuan senses something deeply wrong with the way the world functions. He notices it in the fear of cultivators who claim immortality yet tremble at the mention of tribulation. He sees it in sect elders who preach enlightenment but obsess over lifespan-extending pills. He hears it in legends of ancient immortals who “ascended,” only to vanish from history entirely. Power is celebrated, but freedom is never discussed. This unease becomes the seed of his journey. When a chance encounter pulls Lin Yuan into the world of cultivation, he initially walks the same path as everyone else, absorbing spiritual energy, refining his body, breaking through realms. But unlike his peers, he does not cultivate out of ambition or reverence for Heaven. He cultivates out of defiance. Each breakthrough feels less like progress and more like another shackle snapping into place. The higher he climbs, the more clearly he perceives the invisible walls surrounding the world
Red_Dragon_779 · 5.2k Views

The Rise of Khan [Progression Fantasy]

Khan wants to be a cultivator.  He promised his father he would become one. When the Awoken Moon Sect rejected him, they didn’t just deny him entry—they declared that he would never cultivate at all. In a world ruled by Qi, that sentence was final. Khan would live and die a peasant. At fifteen, stranded in the mud-choked alleys of Lunis City, Khan survives in a society where strength decides everything—and he has none. Until he learns a dangerous truth. In a world of immortal cultivators, power doesn’t only flow from fists and swords. It flows from dependency. Resources. Secrets. Supply chains. Favors that no sect can afford to lose. If Khan can’t cultivate, he’ll make himself indispensable. He begins walking a path no one warns him about—leveraging scarcity, exploiting ambition, and striking deals that place his life on the line. Every step forward costs him something. Every advantage paints a target on his back. This is a progression fantasy where growth is earned through strategy before strength, where cultivation is delayed, bought, stolen, and paid for in blood and compromise. A slow-burn rise from nothing. The story of a carp that dared to jump the Dragon Gate. Release Schedule: 1 chapter a day posted till the end of this month at 9:01 PM UTC + 4. After that, releasing on Fridays and Saturdays at 9:01 PM UTC + 4. Extra tags: Progression fantasy, Xianxia/cultivation, Slow burn, Fantasy, Weak to Strong, Survival, Strategy/Schemes(later on)
jkingread · 4.4k Views

A Farmer's Journey To Immortality

"Battling young masters for some treasures in mysterious caves? No, thank you. What's so special about a ring containing an old sage's trapped soul? I'll just toss it away. Becoming a direct disciple of some big expert with many enemies? Count me out. I'll flip the bird to the pointless struggle in prestigious sects that only attract calamity. What I have here, this opportunity I've seized, is plenty for me. I'll choose safe and steady methods of progress, even if they're slow. After all, I'm just a simple farmer seeking peace through cultivation. I'll rely on myself to pave the way." - Aksai Everwood (Chapter 7) ============ Aksai Everwood was a terminally ill man in his past life who signed up for one last experiment and accidentally made history by merging his mind with an AI. Instead of dying, he woke up in another world with a new name, new body, and a magical farm. But this isn’t your average pastoral paradise. Spirit farming here means dealing with dangerous cultivation, chaotic realms, and the occasional reality-bending headache. Armed with neural tech, an enchanted farm that grows mystical resources, and the ability to travel between worlds, Aksai skips the usual sect life to blaze his own trail. From druidic powers to martial arts and body cultivation, he’s on a path to conquer many realms. ============ Additional Tags: #druid #bloodlines #Martialarts #worldhopping #artificialintelligence #coldmc #battlenovel #calculatingmc #villain #farming #spiritcultivation #mindcultivation #bodycultivation #worldhopping #rpgelements #low-keymc #sliceoflife #nonarrogantmc
Grayback · 2.4m Views