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In the suffocating confines of ancient Egyptian servitude, A-in is brutally betrayed not only by the human cruelty that enslaves him, but by the one person he trusted most, his own mother. Seeking solace and justice from the divine, he finds only cold indifference, shattering his faith and leading him into the cynicism of a man who believes in nothing. When the goddess of vengeance, Sekhmet, descends to purge the world of non-believers, A-in realizes his complete rejection of the gods may be his only shield. Alone in the heart of the resulting carnage, he intentionally draws the gaze of the furious deity, daring her to strike the soul that has already decided it is beyond redemption.

Crown Prince Ian Stromridge has just returned from battle, hailed as a hero, greeted with people's adoration and blessings but he brings home a beautiful woman, though he's already married leaving everybody completed nonplussed. His wife, Princess Angelica Stromridge wed him for convenience before he left for war. Their marriage lacked affection and was rife with misunderstandings from the start. From name-calling to accidental letters leading to further misconception. During his absence, Angelica played the dutiful wife, sacrificing to maintain the household, being the lovely princess and wonderful daughter in law, only to face his return with another woman whom the entire kingdom agreed was more beautiful than she was! Will she divorce or fight for his love, a love that clearly never existed in the first place? Will she clear the misunderstandings and surmount the obstacles or will it be a post-marriage love story or an ex-wife tale full of regret? Excerpt |||| "My princess..." called a maid, knocking on the door her hand trembling. "Come in." replied Angelica as the door opened hearing footsteps approaching. "What are you doing here? I gave stern orders for no one to disturb me for the entirety of the day." her austere voice rang out. "I... I know my princess... please forgive me... I... I did not mean to disturb you but... this is something very important." "Let's have it then." replied Angelica closing the book she had been reading as she laid eyes on the maid. The maid gulped, the fear evident in her eyes, she did not know how Angelica would react to the severely bad news she had brought with her, however, one thing was sure, Angelica would not react lightly at all. "My... m...y prince...ss the..." said the maid, causing Angelica to sigh in annoyance, rolling her eyes, she had better things to do than sit here listening to the maid's mumbling. "Yes, say it." said Angelica giving the maid a hand. "My princess, the crowned prince has returned." said the maid. "Oh... well that's nice... I guess I will see him later, or better yet tomorrow. There is no rush, I am sure he is swarmed by crowds at the moment." replied Angelica lazily, she really had no intention of moving from this spot. "But my princess... ther— " "Oh, you're right, it would be unacceptable if I did not come out to greet him, rumours would certainly ensue and the kingdom would be in serious hysteria as they always are." replied Angelica annoyed. "Yes, you are right, I should go and welcome him back home." said Angelica as she stood up and yawned. "My princess... that is not all, there is something else..." said the maid. "And what is that?" asked Angelica as the maid's eyes darted around the room, she did not know what to do, or how best to put this. "My princess... the... the crowned prince has truly returned but..." said the maid with a prolonged pause. "But what?" asked Angelica, her senses tingling, she had a inking that there was something wrong from the maid's strange behaviour. "But his highness..." paused the maid. "Out with it now!" said Angelica sternly. "His highness has returned with a strange woman and the rumours claim that she is his new wife!" spat out the maid as Angelica suddenly felt lightheaded and she fell back down on the chair. "My princess!" cried the maid as she rushed to her. "This is some sort of farce." said Angelica as the maid proceeded quickly to fan her with a cloth. "No my princess... it is true." replied the maid. "This is impossible. Ian must be mad, I am going to see this display of stupidity for myself!" said Angelica hotly, quickly rising up and storming out of the room as the poor maid followed behind her. ||||

(R18 • Strong Language • Dark Fantasy • Fiction • History) Deva Kaalaan—just an ordinary Malaysian Indian guy living an ordinary life. No wife, no kids, nothing special for a 25-year-old except one thing: he’s obsessed with Greek mythology. Ever since he was a boy, he wondered what it would be like to become Hades—the Sovereign of the Underworld, the God of Death himself. But reality doesn’t care about fantasies. A speeding truck proved that. After the fatal impact, Deva wakes up in a lavish bed… with two seductive plumped succubus curled against him. Confused and half-panicked, he looks around and realizes the impossible—he’s been reborn as Hades. Before he can make sense of anything, a glowing interface appears before his eyes: 『Congratulations, user. As a hidden devotee of Hades, you have been chosen.』 His blood runs cold. The system grants him immense potential, but also one cruel directive: 『Main Mission: Change Hades’s Fate. Failure = Death.』 Thrown into a world of gods, monsters, lust, and brutal divine politics, Deva must navigate his new life as the God of the Underworld. With a system he barely understands and powers he struggles to control, he’s forced into a destiny darker—and far deadlier—than any fantasy he once dreamed of. And in this world, even gods can die.

Congratulations! You ate the 5,000 years old Frostnatal fruit. You have awakened the Sight of Time! With the eyes, you can penetrate time and space to see what is happening million miles away, understand any cultivation technique and see their weaknesses! Congratulations! You killed 10,000 Golden Immortals! You have comprehended and successfully stepped into the Law of Time and Space! Congratulations! You have absorbed the world essence and successfully awakened the Primordial SpaceTime body! *** Emma never expected her life to turn out the way it is. A moment ago she just closed up from work to head home to her husband. On arrival she was shocked to walk in on her newly wedded husband and her younger sister in the act. Anger, Pain, Betrayal. All of them crashed into her in waves. She couldn't speak, she couldn't breath, she couldn't think. The only thing she did was turn and ran. Ran back into her car and speed off. Tears filled her eyes whilst the scene she just saw refused to leave her head, unaware that she was speeding too fast until she crashed onto a building, dying at the spot. At the last moment, her soul left her body and drifted worlds before diving into the body of a sickly eixteen year old pretty girl who was on the verge of dying. "Am I dead? Is this hell? But it feels... not like it?" Just then a voice rang in her head "Congratulations! You just awakened the Primordial SpaceTime System of ages!"

A car accident has turned a 22-year-old law student into a starving beggar in 19th-century London! A hellish start? No! This is the opportunity for a new beginning! He begins by saving seventeen-year-old Princess Victoria, the future Queen of England! She's entangled in family intrigue, and I, in a twist of fate, have become her only support! "His Highness, Prince Albert? Step aside!" She will be my future wife! Awakening a simple system. And finding herself in the 19th century, she will use the future knowledge of nearly two hundred years of knowledge and history to pave her path to the throne! Palace struggles? I am the mastermind behind it all! The Industrial Revolution? I am a technological leader! Nations flocking to pay homage? No, I am the one leading the new global order! Watch as he transforms from a simple street beggar into a future entrepreneur, claiming the development of new, raw technologies he masterminded in a still-dark age. And watch him become the Imperial Consort, marrying the future Queen, ruling the most powerful empire and shaping the future he envisions along the way.!

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The fjord lay calm, its surface like polished glass, reflecting the leaden clouds hanging in the sky. Flocks of ravens circled back and forth, heralding the bitter northern winds soon to sweep southward. This was the very first scene the protagonist beheld after traveling through time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He had become nothing more than an ordinary self-sufficient farmer, with only a barren, desolate wheat field to his name. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust. The world lay shattered, kings waged endless wars against one another, and in this turbulent, dark Middle Ages, his first task was simply to survive—then, somehow, to find a way to end the chaos… .......... HeadOver to my patreon for 75+ advanced chapters: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer

A masterpiece story created by the author of the fate series anime/light novel- this novel is going to be a little bit different from the original light novel of Fate/Strange Fake, this is going to be adapt in different writing style than the original one, I hope you enjoy reading this altered series of Fate/Strange Fake novel.

A cosmic court has condemned humanity. Seven immortal witnesses return to the dawn of civilization to prove — or disprove — its worth. Most fall. Power twists them into tyrants, idols, and architects of sterile utopias. Only one chooses another path. Across centuries, Enki walks among mortals unseen, planting knowledge instead of monuments, nurturing fragile lives instead of controlling them. He learns that meaning is not found in eternal empires, but in fleeting acts of grace — a hand lifted from mud, a garden built from flood-ruins, a child taught to listen to water. His defense is not glory. It is tenderness. It is persistence. It is humanity’s quiet refusal to stop loving, even knowing all things end. A mythic tale about time, loss, and choosing to build anyway. [Beneath the myth and the science fiction lies a simple, stubborn claim: this is not just a story. Enki was born in 2850 BC and has been carrying the memory ever since. The names are changed, the years shifted, the moons given new orbits, yet the resurrection happened, the desert temptation was real, the stone rolled away, and the Judge has been reigning ever since. Everything else — the Scrapbook, the 0.3%, the blind spot in the machine — is simply the record of those who kept looking up while the world looked down. Most have forgotten there is a sky vaster than any mind can hold, that Earth is a gift, not a possession, that God drew no borders and the birds still fly free without passports. Read it as fiction if you like. Some books are written so the truth can reach the few who still have ears to hear. This is one of them.] 2025 Mark Casa Nova (Original) You may share, translate, adapt, illustrate, animate, film, or perform this work freely — even commercially — on one unbreakable condition: Do not change the lesson. The resurrection happened. The stone was rolled away. Grace is real, borders are not, and the birds still fly free. Everything else — style, medium, language — is yours to play with. The core is not. That’s all I ask. [Mark K. Carlos]

Laenor Velaryon was a disappointment. Heir to the richest house in Westeros, Dragonrider, Knight of the Seventh Kingdom, Consort to the heir to the throne, and yet he was dead before his thirtieth birthday, left no heirs of his body, and was forgotten in less than a generation. A man from our world gets the chance to right those wrongs. He is the firstborn son of Corlys Velaryon and Rhaenys Targaryen. He is the seadragon, and the world would hear his roar.

Di Benua Ruyin, lima Kekaisaran raksasa saling berdiri seperti pilar dunia, namun kedamaian di antara mereka bertahan hanya karena satu tempat: Balai Pagoda Roh, pusat diplomasi, perdagangan, dan hukum internasional tempat semua Kekaisaran wajib tunduk pada aturan bersama. Balai Pagoda Roh dipimpin oleh seorang wanita misterius, Wa’imeng’er, tokoh yang dianggap sebagai penjaga kestabilan benua. Tidak ada yang mengetahui masa lalunya, usianya, atau kekuatan sejatinya—yang jelas, selama ia duduk di puncak pagoda, tidak ada Kekaisaran yang berani memulai perang. Namun ketenangan panjang itu retak ketika Kekaisaran Tianlong jatuh ke tangan Kaisar baru: Xuyu Wansyi, penguasa kejam yang memerintahkan penarikan pajak besar saat rakyat terpuruk oleh bencana. Penolakan rakyat pada malam itu berakhir menjadi tragedi pembantaian yang mengguncang seluruh benua. Sementara dunia bergejolak, di sebuah desa kecil yang jauh dari hiruk pikuk kekuasaan, seorang anak laki-laki bernama Wu Yan tumbuh tanpa mengetahui siapa dirinya sebenarnya. Ia dibesarkan oleh seorang pria asing yang suatu hari menghilang, meninggalkan satu pesan: “Jika kau ingin mengetahui siapa orang tuamu… jadilah kuat. Kuat hingga dunia memandangmu.” Pesan itu menjadi awal perjalanan Wu Yan menjelajahi dunia yang tak pernah ia kenal—dunia penuh Kekaisaran serakah, sekte kuno, monster roh raksasa, dan kekuatan tersembunyi yang bangkit dari zaman purba. Dalam perjalanannya ia bertemu seorang gadis ceria yang menyembunyikan identitasnya sebagai putri dari salah satu Kekaisaran besar. Gadis itu menjadi cahaya dalam langkah Wu Yan, tanpa ia tahu bahwa takdir mereka akan diuji dengan cara yang tak terduga. Saat Balai Pagoda Roh terguncang, Kekaisaran saling mengincar, dan sembilan monster roh kuno mulai bergeser dari tidurnya, Wu Yan berdiri di tengah pusaran sejarah—membawa rahasia besar yang bahkan ia sendiri belum menyadarinya. Di dunia yang menuju kehancuran, hanya mereka yang memiliki tekad dan kekuatanlah yang mampu menentukan masa depan Benua Ruyin.

'MICHAEL KINGSTON' The very name resonated with a multitude of meanings, each as potent and distinct as the individuals who uttered it. To some, he was the towering figure of a great general in the United States Army, a master strategist who shaped the battlefields of his time. To others, he was a beacon, a leader who inspired and guided the masses. In the world of commerce, Michael Kingston was spoken of in hushed, awestruck tones – the greatest businessman the world had ever witnessed. He was a paradox, a man who embodied both the gentle virtues of righteousness and kindness, and the stark, unwavering force of ruthlessness when the occasion demanded. Respect and fear walked hand-in-hand in his wake. Such was his influence that, for much of the 20th century, the trajectory of the world itself seemed to bend to his will. This is the extraordinary life of the Mighty Michael Kingston. Note: Real life historical politicians, actors and actresses will be included in the story.

I thought I was just exploring a newly discovered underwater pyramid in the Mediterranean Sea. Instead, I touched a stone Eye… and it killed me on the spot. My soul was dragged into a golden cocoon with a Fallen Primordial—an ancient being feared even by gods—and when I opened my eyes again, I was no longer on Earth. I woke up in Duat, a vast world where Ka shapes reality, Half-Gods rule continents, Divine Emperors command the heavens, and the Eternal Emperor speaks with the Will of the world itself. That was when I learned the truth: Ancient Egypt didn’t begin on Earth. Earth was only the shadow of Duat. The gods, symbols, and pyramids humans worshipped were echoes of a much older world—reflections of beings who shaped this realm long before humanity existed. I arrived weak, powerless, and completely lost. Now? Sect Masters want to recruit me. Emperors want to control me. Half-Gods want to destroy me.

When the young Duke of Ravenscroft returns to Eldora, whispers sweep through salons and ballrooms. Admired by many yet bound by none, Lady Everleigh must choose whether her heart belongs to a loyal friend, a watchful rival or to no one at all but herself.

Felix, a business elite, died in a car accident under a heavy truck, but his soul accidentally traveled to New York in 1860 and became a 19-year-old Irish youth with nothing. With only 100 dollars in his pocket, he built a canning factory from scratch using modern business thinking, expanding it to become a company. During the turbulent years of the Civil War, his assets soared thanks to precise planning. With the advent of the Gilded Age, he expanded into oil, steel, military industry, railroads, and even ventured into media, real estate, electrical technology, and the hotel industry. From a contemporary elite to a 19th-century pauper, how did he create a multi-faceted, top-tier family tycoon in America a century ago? This is a translation America 1860: Building a Financial Tycoon from Scratch 美利坚1860：从零开始当财阀

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."

Title: Kasarinlan Note: This is a fantasy story infused with Philippine history, set in an alternate world. Tagline: "Freedom, Unity, Peace, The three symbols a nation needs to fight against foreign oppression. But what happens when those who embody and deliver these qualities clash in their methods and beliefs on how to protect the nation they are meant to safeguard?" Plot: For over 500 years, the powerful nation of Spain has colonized the Philippines, treating it as one of its colonies. Due to countless failures and defeats of Filipino heroes and revolutionaries, the people gradually lost the courage to reclaim their homeland from the colonizers. With hope fading, Filipinos eventually surrendered and accepted Spanish rule over their nation. Over the centuries, Spanish governance grew increasingly cruel toward the country's citizens, dividing Filipino society into two classes: Honorary Spaniards or "Hilaw" (as the Spanish call them): These are Filipinos who abandoned their Filipino identity to become "adopted childre ton of Spain" in exchange for certain privileges in the country. Low-Class Citizens or "Indio" (as the Spanish call them): These are Filipinos from poor families, stripped of numerous privileges and rights in their own land. Due to their low social status, they are often oppressed, abused, and unable to defend themselves in any court or legal system in the country.

In the Calvire Empire, duty rules above all. Crown Prince Lucien Alexander Thorian Calvire is destined to inherit a kingdom of intrigue and power—but his heart has yet to be challenged. Enter Veyra Faelwen, the brilliant and fiercely independent daughter of Count Dominic Faelwen. As Imperial Strategist, she shapes the empire from the shadows, yet officially serves as the prince's secretary—her extraordinary talents hidden for her safety. Cold, precise, and unwavering, Veyra will not let romance distract her from her responsibilities. But when Veyra's childhood friend, Grand Paladin Rafaello Hawkins, returns, the past comes rushing back—and sparks long-buried feelings. Lucien, witnessing the closeness between them, experiences a new, unsettling emotion: jealousy. As palace intrigue, political alliances, and strategic threats intensify, Lucien must navigate his desire for Veyra while respecting her independence. Veyra must decide if she can risk her heart without sacrificing everything she has fought for. Veils of duty. Flames of desire. In a kingdom where love can be as dangerous as power, will they choose each other—or their obligations first?

Across the sands of time and the expanse of space, one power endures — Aetherion, the essence of the universe. Born from a fallen celestial metal, it holds the key to immortality, unimaginable strength, and the ability to reshape the very world. Civilizations rise and fall, kingdoms clash, and empires crumble, all in pursuit of this ultimate power. Wars stretch across centuries, and the struggle for control of Aetherion spans generations, rebirths, and distant galaxies. From the ancient past to the modern age, and into the far-flung future, Aetherion leaves its mark on every era, guiding the course of destiny and igniting conflicts that no one can escape. A saga of power, legacy, and timeless struggle — where Aetherion decides the fate of all.