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The Traveler was a Princess

Ever since Aiden’s death, nights have become unbearable, quiet, suffocating, and filled with memories that refuse to fade. It is on one such day, when despair weighs heavier than reason, that Claire crosses paths with a ragged beggar in a forgotten alley. After saving him from harm, he presses a simple, weathered watch into her palm and whispers a warning disguised as a promise: "The watch can turn back time." Claire dismisses it as madness. And yet when night falls and loneliness tightens its grip, she finds herself clutching the watch in the dark, tears soaking her sleeves, and a heart aching for the man she lost. With nothing left to believe in, she closes her eyes and wishes just once to see Aiden again. Time answers... But not as she expects. Instead of returning to the day Aiden dies, Claire awakens in another timeline entirely reborn as Princess Clara Ashford of Vandenberg, a royal bound by duty, secrets, and a fate already in motion. In this world, Aiden lives as a duke under a different name Caelum Ren Sinclair, a young general celebrated for his unparalleled swordsmanship and unwavering loyalty to the crown. As Claire realizes that saving Aiden means more than stopping a single death, she must uncover the truth behind Clara’s identity, the fragmented memories locked, and the hidden connections binding the people around her; alliances, betrayals, and secrets long buried by time. To save Aiden, Claire must understand who Clara truly was… and decide whether changing the past will cost her the future... Because in this world, love is both her greatest strength... and her greatest risk.
AeoshabelleSkye · 5.4k Views

Supreme Viking System

Supreme Viking System is a brutal power-fantasy reborn at the dawn of legend. One moment, Anders Skjold is a modern man with a sharp engineer’s mind. The next, he awakens as a newborn in a smoke-filled Viking longhouse—surrounded by iron, fire, and gods who should not yet exist. Before panic can take hold, a cold blue interface ignites before his eyes. The Supreme Viking System has chosen a host. Forged by Odin himself to create the perfect warrior for Valhalla, the System grants levels, stats, skills, and quests—but it does not care about mercy. Daily trials harden the body. Weekly challenges test loyalty and leadership. Saga-level quests reshape history. And every choice carries consequences written in blood and rune. Armed with knowledge centuries ahead of his time, Anders begins to rise—not as a lone berserker, but as a king. Villages become fortresses. Clans become armies. Trade routes, war doctrines, and forgotten technologies bend the Viking Age in terrifying new directions. The gods watch closely… and some are not pleased. Loki has already played his trick. Thor sees a challenger. Freyja sees potential—and desire. As war, conquest, politics, and passion intertwine, Anders builds a kingdom powerful enough to shake Asgard itself. Allies gather. Rivals fall. Bonds form with fierce shield-maidens, noble warriors, and dangerous women touched by fate—each drawn to the rising legend he is becoming. This is not a story of survival. It is a story of dominion. Reincarnation. A ruthless system. Norse gods and divine schemes. Kingdom building on the edge of myth. Power, loyalty, ambition—and desire. Valhalla was never meant to be earned like this.
Gene_Johnson_9742 · 2.6k Views

Seven Mandates of Silence

The world of Atherion is held together by oaths older than kingdoms and stronger than blood. For centuries, these oaths have been renewed in silence, not because rulers believed in them, but because the world itself demanded obedience. Power did not belong to kings or armies, but to mandates, roles bound by ancient agreements that kept balance intact. Until one of those oaths was broken. In full view of the world, a governor refuses to renew the Pact of Continuance. His death is immediate, violent, and unmistakable. The sky recoils. The land responds. And something long buried beneath ice and history begins to stir. What follows is not a simple struggle for power. As legitimacy collapses, the Crownbearers lose their authority. The Gilded Compact tightens its grip, starving cities without drawing a blade. The Veiled Synod fractures under the weight of truths it was never meant to reveal. Along the frozen frontier, the Frostwardens face signs that the world’s oldest silence is awakening. There is no chosen hero. Only witnesses, decision makers, and survivors. Each faction acts according to its role, not its morality. Every choice carries consequence. Every truth uncovered demands a price. And as the past resurfaces, it becomes clear that humanity never ruled this world by right, only by permission. Now that permission is being questioned. Seven Mandates of Silence is a dark political fantasy about power without righteousness, order without mercy, and a world that remembers every broken promise. It is a story where authority is fragile, truth is dangerous, and survival depends not on strength, but on what one is willing to sacrifice when the oaths that shaped reality begin to fail.
Anuman · 2.2k Views

Conatus of the Iconoclasts [Conatus Iconoclasta]

An army of 150,000 men marched in sync across the valley, their footsteps causing the very mountains to tremble and the ground to convulse. They chanted prayers of the old. Today shall be the day the wronged are vindicated, the oppressed are recompensated, and the fallen are avenged. A man clad in armor made of Xitesos-iron, mounted atop a beautiful black steed gazes over the valley, towards the walls of the walled city nestled between massive mountains. His mane of long, wavy hair tousles in the breeze, much like the bright red flags the cavalry behind him carry. Crepuscular rays penetrate the skies, looming over the massive army and the city in the distance. Listen—because today the sky is at war, and it all started with a boy's home turned pyre. One spark, unquenched: a crimson-eyed orphan, forged in ash and ambush, chasing ghosts through empire's jaws. What is conatus, if not this primal roar—the ache to shatter icons of loss, to reclaim dawn from rain that devours all? In a world of marble scars and stolen skies, one soul defies: not for glory's hollow gleam, but to kindle what the dark named impossible. -------------- Some info regarding the novel: This is a historical fantasy novel set in an expansive, living, breathing world with many different factions and diverse biomes. Conquest, finance, logistics, power systems, politics, dramaturgy, emotional growth, revenge, morality, becoming a better person and fights—such themes are prevalent in the novel. I try to make descriptions cinematic and captivating, during both grand junctures and intimate moments, making sure the text composition feels almost poetic. I am not a good writer by any means, but I have lofty ambitions, and if such a writing style appeals to you I would really recommend this novel. The characters in this novel are quite complex and almost real-like. They are written with the intention of making the cogs in your mind turn and your morality clash (that, and providing for some extremely entertaining moments). I'm inspired by works like bleach, and want the characters to be unique like Kubo Tito's, not just copy paste cliches. A lot of characters, places, weapons and other stuff will be based on real historical events and names and what not. Great conquerors, grand cities, fabled kingdoms and monolithic turning points. There isn't any magic per say (magic in its supernatural form), rather,broken abilities are a natural, imbuded part of this world in a bio-physiological aspect. Its a well balanced power system that isn't too overpowered, which would lead to stagnation and steer away from the themes of the novel. Release frequency- There is no fixed frequency, but I try to upload as often as possible. Expect some insane power scaling in later chapters (Around the end of the Dusk to destiny arc (vol 2) )
DoraCake · 17k Views