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Into the Apocalypse: Saving My Favorite Villain

It is said that a child finds comfort only in their home — their Sanctuary, the only place where they feel safe, loved, and at peace. This is the case for many children, even adults. But unfortunately, It was destined that I would not be one of them. In my own home. Among my family. With the mother who gave birth to me and the siblings who came from the same womb. I have never, not even for one day, felt love or comfort there. My sisters are ashamed of me. My younger brother does not respect me. And my mother? She is the harshest of all. Since I was a child, she has not loved me, cannot stand to see me, and scolds me whenever she does. As I grew up, I became nothing but the family’s disgrace — a moving money box for my mother and my little brother. How many times have I thought about ending my life? How many times have I thought about giving up on this miserable life? People may think I am too dramatic, but — If you have not burned yourself on live coals, how can you feel their heat? No one in this world will ever understand me. But that’s all right. Because I did not give up. Not because I am strong. Not because I am holding on to life. But because of one person. Except this person was not human. Not an animal. Not even a ghost. This person is the final villain in my favorite novel. Years spent following him, reading everything that happened to him. Years spent accompanying him. His existence became my world — my only world. I love him. I adore him. Even if he is not real. Even if he is only a man of paper and ink. I am willing to do anything for him. I would die for him. And then the gods granted me my only wish... Now, I am in his world. And this time, I will save him. Yes, I will do the impossible to save him. I will kill for him and die for him. So, Cassel… This is how madly I love you. How much I am obsessed with you. I am ready to destroy myself and the whole world for you.  ... So, can you look at me?
EratoChronicles · 150.1k Views

Before It Started

The night sky over the Eastern Base burned a deep crimson. Flames devoured the steel walls that once promised safety, while the screams of the dying echoed through the cold wind. The stench of blood mixed with smoke, and the ground was littered with the bodies of soldiers, civilians... and Zombies. Ashira Vale staggered through the chaos, blood dripping from the wound on her side. Her breath came in short, sharp bursts. Each step felt heavier than the last, but she didn't stop. She couldn't. She had fought too hard to die like this. Yet... she had been left behind. She turned around, slashing down a lunging zombie with trembling hands. The gate slammed shut right in front of her face as metal scraped against metal, sealing her fate outside. The people she once trusted, those she fought for, bled for, were gone. Not because they died. Because they left her. "You're too dangerous to keep around, Ashira." That voice still echoed in her mind, cold and sharp as the wind cutting through the smoke. Her teammates. Her so-called allies. The people who swore to fight beside her... had used her. And when she was no longer useful, they threw her away. She remembered the cold look in their eyes when the gate shut. The smirk on one of their faces. The whispered words that cut deeper than the wound in her body. Betrayal. That was her final taste of humanity. She stumbled toward a burning truck, the firelight reflecting in her bloodstained eyes. Every breath hurt, but the pain didn't matter anymore. The world had already ended. She glanced at the barricade she once guarded, now nothing more than twisted steel and burning corpses. The walls that once symbolized hope were falling apart, just like the trust she'd once had in people. The Eastern Base... the last stronghold of survivors. Ashira tilted her head to the sky, watching as smoke smothered the stars. Her lips curled into a faint, bitter smile. "So this is how it ends... for me." Her voice cracked as she looked at the horizon. "Even the end of the world, can't kill betrayal." She smiled bitterly. Her fingers loosened around her weapon as she sank to her knees. In her fading vision, the shadows swarmed closer—hundreds of undead closing in from every side. But just before they reached her, a faint light flickered before her eyes— like a broken screen glitching. [System initializing...] [User: Ashira Vale - detected fatal condition.] [Rebirth protocol activating.] [Returning to checkpoint: Nineteen (19) days before the outbreak.] Her heartbeat slowed. And as her body was swallowed by darkness, a final thought crossed her mind— a vow whispered between blood and regret. "This time... I'll change everything." ^^ REMINDER: This was another version of what you might think of about zombie apocalypse, This is all about survival with the help of power. Surviving is more than just staying alive. It's keeping your mind intact when the world's already gone mad. It's sleeping with one eye open trusting no one but still hoping someone's out there. It's learning when to run. When to fight and when to stay quiet enough when the dead pass you by. It's the constant battle between fear and hope knowing every day could be your last, but choosing to live is more than that...
MITSYBITSY · 14 Views

Mutant Survival Guide To The Commonwealth

This story is about a man trying to find his way in a foreign but familiar world. I plan this novel to be about his journey through the Commonwealth as he tries to make the world a better place. He would be classified as a decent person, but one who doesn't hesitate to protect his life and those he cares about. Now onto the story. Rio will find himself in the Commonwealth of Fallout 4 with a system that works like a combination of the previous titles' game mechanics. It has Skills, Traits, Perks, VATS, and everything else a survivor could need to survive the wasteland. Rio must try and find his way in a world that to him was nothing more than a videogame before he died. He will meet friends and foes alike during his journey. But the biggest issue he has to deal with isn't how to shoot a gun but how to fit into a world where he isn't a human and everyone sees him as a horrifying mutant. How will he manage to convince everyone he isn't like the big green brute or the decaying ferals? I guess you will have to read and find out. (Edit: Someone mentioned that the title was misleading so I will clarify that the main character is not a Super Mutant but he is seen as a mutant by the people. ) ------------------- Now, for the details on what you can expect from me. I will make the chapters around 1500-2000 words, and I anticipate releasing them Monday-Friday. Except for the occasional holiday, in which I may release two chapters. It may take a while before I start uploading to this story, as I want to create a few chapters first. My other story that hasn't been completed will likely go on Hiatus as I have lost some of the motivation to write that story. If you notice any errors or mistakes in any of my content, then let me know, and I will usually fix it, and if I don't, then I will at least let you know why. I read almost all the comments, so let me know what you think. Lastly, I use Grammarly, but both it and I can make grammar mistakes, so let me know if you find any. Until next time, Ciao.
DJMLucarionite · 213k Views

The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest

Have you ever read a novel with such a terrible ending that you wished you could change the story and give the characters you loved the happy ending they deserved? ~~~ I was just another failure of an author, writing stories nobody read, and that never sold. Seeking to improve my writing, I read the most popular novel at that time, Solo Player, to learn what made it so popular. However, as I read this story, I couldn’t help but feel frustrated about the story’s development, which had a terrible ending. Eventually, and quite bitterly, once I ended reading the book, I found myself transmigrated into the very world of this novel. Did I become the Protagonist? A Villain? Or perhaps even an Extra? No, it was much worse than I imagined. Because I ended up becoming the most worthless character that nobody ever cared about in the novel. A character that is often considered the motivation for the protagonist to grow stronger, but also his greatest burden. Someone every reader hated! “I’m the protagonist’s sister…” However, with my knowledge of this novel's events, my worthlessness was about to change. I’ve decided to not only become the strongest but also change the story’s terrible ending! “I won’t let you go inside a Dungeon, it’s too dangerous.” ...As long as I can get this incredibly corny and overprotective brother out of my way! And for some reason, the Constellations won’t stop bothering me. Ding! [The Cosmic Throne {Butterfly That Flies Across The Universe} seems interested in your tenacity!] [She has sponsored 1000000 Plot Points and the [Demon of Calamity Transformation Technique (SS)] Skill!] [The Cosmic Throne {Monkey that Dances in Chaos} finds your chaotic nature amusing!] [He has thrown the [Umbral Chaos Stone Necklace (S Rank)] at you!] [Not enough? He launched the [Immortal Heaven Peach (SSS Rank)] right on your face!] There was something really wrong with the Constellations this time around. Ding! [The Cosmic Throne {Jester Filled With Lies} is happy that you’re bringing despair to your victims!] [He has gifted you the [Jester’s Last Laugh (S Rank Privilege)] and the [Master of Manipulation (SS)] Skill!] [The Cosmic Throne {Maiden that Watches Over Nature} seems happy you’re growing stronger.] [She has gracefully sponsored you with 2000000 Plot Points and Fully Heals All Your Wounds!] [She has also begun to wonder if you could plant some trees for her, gifting you the [Divine World Tree Seedling (SSS Rank)]!] [The Cosmic Throne {Warrior That Seeks Calamity} is satisfied with your battle performance but asks for more battle!] [He has sponsored you with 500000 Plot Points and [Beheading Sword of Destruction (SSS Rank)]!] They simply couldn’t stop gifting me things as if I were some sort of famous streamer for them. “I am grateful, but please just leave me alone already…” Chapters are long, 1500 ~ 2000+ words. During its serialization, this novel will be available for free forever, no premium. However, you can read advanced chapters here: https://www.patreon.com/pancakeswitch Copyright 2023 PancakesWitch. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of brief quotations in a review. This novel is also being posted on Scribblehub and Royal Road. If you see it anywhere else, please let me know. Thank you.
PancakesWitch · 1.5m Views

Hunting Disorder

When the moon bleeds and the world fractures, monstrous entities known as Ruin Beasts pour from the earth’s wounds—beasts born from corrupted instincts, living nightmares, and crystallized hunger. Cities fall. Governments collapse. Humanity survives only in scattered enclaves, hunted by creatures that evolve faster than they can be killed. In the ruined city of Valehaven, Kairen Vale, a quiet, overlooked young man with a tragic past, awakens a mysterious mark on his arm—the Hunting Disorder, an ancient, parasitic sigil that devours the instincts of beasts and turns them into power. It should have killed him. Instead, it makes him something new: a human with the instincts of predators, the clarity of hunters, and the potential to become stronger than the monsters hunting the world. But power comes at a cost. Each fragment he absorbs pulls him closer to losing his humanity. Each ability he gains carries a memory of the beast it came from. Each evolution risks turning him into the very thing he’s trying to destroy. Under the guidance of Liora Thane, a rogue hunter with secrets of her own, Kairen begins to train—learning to integrate multiple fragments, control the instincts tearing at his mind, and survive battles that only get deadlier as the beasts evolve. Yet the Ruin Beasts are not mindless monsters. They are organized. Territorial. Intelligent. And something ancient—something crowned and forgotten—has stirred beneath the city. As Kairen grows stronger, so do the Beasts. As he hunts them, they begin to hunt him back. Whispers spread among the Ruin: a human evolving faster than any monster should… a predator with the scent of a king… a threat that must be removed before he ascends. To save his city, protect the few people left, and keep himself from unraveling, Kairen must walk a razor-thin path between human and monster, between control and instinct, between hunter and hunted. Because the Hunting Disorder is not a gift. It is not a blessing. It is a sickness that grows… or consumes. And for Kairen, there is no cure—only the hunt.
DiaPheonixN · 630 Views