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Hearthsoul Chronicles: El'shadie Prophesies

Enor. A world of ceaseless rain, where steam rises from the land in a slow exhalation, as if the planet itself breathes in torment. The dark heavens weep, the ground smolders, and amid it all, a boy sells himself to chains. Merrin Ashman walks into slavery—not for survival, nor profit, but out of fear. Out of shame. His hands are stained with his brother’s blood, and the weight of that sin crushes him. He does not weep. He does not rage. He is too much a coward to take his own life, yet too hollow to live without purpose. He does not seek redemption. Not yet. But he yearns for something—some task, some meaning, some distant thing to justify the ruin he has wrought. And fate, ever cruel, answers. By chance or divine will, he snaps at the cruciform. In that shattering, something awakens. A power, terrible and vast. He becomes a caster, one who moves the symbols. And with it, revelation: a destiny sought through time. El’Shadie. The title lingers like a question. A savior or a scourge? A harbinger of ruin or the world’s last hope? He does not know. But the path is before him. A path through a world of shadowed faiths, churches and warring clans, of casters wielding forces beyond reckoning, of monstrous fallen things clawing from skies. And this time, the El’Shadie must choose what he will be. join my discord for more information on Hearthsoul Chronicles related things like the wiki, maps, character art, etc https://discord.gg/xy7KuN7R6F
Tale_Library · 367.8k Views

Young Master’s Pov: I Am The Game’s Villain

The villain dies in every route. I should know — I wrote the guide. Kael Ashborne logged 4,127 hours inside Throne of Ruin — the most brutally difficult dark fantasy RPG ever released. He cleared every route. Wrote the strategy guide the community still uses. Memorized every boss, every betrayal, every heroine, every one of the forty-seven ways the villain could die. On the night he finally beat the final boss, his heart gave out at the desk. He wakes up inside the game. In the villain's body. Cedric Valdrake Arkhen — firstborn of the most feared ducal house in the Empire, hated by every protagonist, scheduled to die in every single route, sometimes before chapter thirty. Worse, the reincarnation cracked Cedric's Aether Core. Kael wakes at the lowest possible rank in a body the world expects to be a monster. *"I didn't save him because I was kind. I saved him because dead protagonists cause route collapses. That was the excuse, at least. It sounded better than the truth."* He has three weeks until the entrance exam. Forty-seven death flags. A system called the Villain's Ledger that calls him a *malfunction* and counts the seconds until he fails. And five heroines — each one stolen from a route she was supposed to fall into with someone else. Each one beginning to notice that the cold young master flinches when he thinks no one is looking. *"You're not who you pretend to be,"* the saintess told him. He smiled the way Cedric Valdrake would have smiled. *"You should hope I am."* But the world has a script. And the script is watching. Every change Kael makes raises the Narrative Deviation Index. The protagonists grow stronger. The Cult moves faster. The boundaries between the game and the people inside it start to crack — and somewhere beyond the screen he died in front of, something is still writing. He came here to survive forty-seven death flags. He'll have to kill the story to do it.
DQVJX · 316.8k Views

Curing The Erection Of Four Beast Alphas

Ezra wakes up in a strange world with pointy-eared people, glowing castles, and a family he doesn’t recognize. Before he can figure out where he is, everyone keeps calling him “young master” and insisting he’s a harmless beta. But at a royal event, his body betrays him and he suddenly “awakens,” releasing pheromones he can’t smell and can’t control. The entire hall of powerful Alphas turns toward him like wolves scenting blood. The four royal brothers, dangerous, famous, and stupidly attractive, claim he’s an omega who belongs to them. Ezra has no idea what an omega even is. Then a weird system appears. [SYSTEM ERROR: Omega awakening detected. First task: avoid every Alpha in this room.] While trying to figure out what happened to him, Ezra learns the truth: the original body he now lives in was murdered, and the man who killed him is still out there. Worse, he’s tied to the royal family. Forced into a world where omegas are treated like property, Ezra must survive: Four Alpha brothers who want him both romantically and sexually and would do anything to have him in their bed every night. A system that only appears when he’s seconds from disaster. A disgustingly handsome and obsessive killer watching him from the shadows. And his growing deep feelings for one particular brother. He only has three days before the brothers drag him into the royal house for good. And the worst part? His body reacts to them… way too easily.
Somachi · 63.4k Views

[Romance] Lord Black Dragon Still Hasn't Hatched Today

Jasmine received "shocking" news: she had to marry the Dragon Ghost as his wife. But in exchange, after the marriage, she would inherit the entire estate, subjects, and territory of her husband. Jasmine was overjoyed: "Is there such a sweet deal in this world?" On the wedding day, she dressed up sharply and stepped into the magnificent cathedral, casting an affectionate glance toward her future partner. And then she saw... a Dragon Egg. The majestic Dragon Ghost was nowhere to be seen; there was only an egg lying there all by itself. Inventory of assets: A dilapidated castle, with drafty winds blowing in from all directions. Subjects: Three hundred skin-and-bone slaves who, at first glance, looked like walking skeletons about to collapse from hunger. Territory: A dead land spanning ten thousand square kilometers around the Dragon Valley, so desolate that "dogs eat stones and chickens eat pebbles." Jasmine knew she had fallen for the scam of the century, but unfortunately, the knights who escorted Jasmine here had long since "whipped their horses and vanished," running away a long time ago. An old butler, so aged he could barely walk, tremblingly stepped forward, waiting for the new Lord's instructions: "My Lord..." Jasmine held the "egg-husband" in her arms, and her rational nerves snapped: "I have land and people, could I really let myself starve to death?" Putting words into action, Jasmine rolled up her sleeves and officially embarked on the path of tilling the soil to get rich. Many years later. A strange town suddenly appeared on the mainland, rumored to be obscenely wealthy. From that place flowed exquisite fabrics, pure white porcelain, and sparkling jewelry... Anyone who had ever set foot there could not help but exclaim in amazement, while wandering poets competed to compose poems praising that prosperity until their throats were sore. A certain greedy King became overcome with avarice and brought a massive army, intending to seize the town for his own. The result? They were treated to the sight of a giant dragon descending from the sky to "pay them a visit."
Ngọc_Trần_3827 · 240.9k Views