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The First Engine Tycoon

She built the road before the world learned to walk. She died in a world that already had roads. She woke up in a kingdom that still believed horses were the peak of civilization. Transmigrated into a rigid feudal era ruled by nobles, guilds, and outdated traditions, Elara Veyne finds herself reborn as the overlooked daughter of a declining noble house—a woman with no power, no title, and no future worth mentioning. Except for one thing. She remembers a world that moved. Wheels. Engines. Roads. Industry. While the kingdom remains trapped in endless wars, political stagnation, and reliance on brute force, Elara quietly begins building something no one understands—and everyone fears. Not magic. Not divine blessings. But machines. Her first invention is dismissed as madness. Her second is mocked as heresy. Her third changes trade forever. As roads begin to replace battlefields and engines challenge the dominance of aristocracy, Elara rises from a forgotten noblewoman into the most dangerous kind of power—a tycoon who controls movement, logistics, and wealth. Standing at her side is Prince Caelan Auremont, a war-hardened royal bound by tradition, duty, and a kingdom on the brink of collapse. He does not believe in miracles—but he believes in Elara. Their alliance begins as necessity. Their trust is forged through resistance and sacrifice. And their romance burns slowly, dangerously, beneath political tension and unspoken desire. But progress has a price. The nobility wants her silenced. The church wants her condemned. The old powers want her erased before the world learns how to move without them. As Elara’s engines reshape history, she must decide: Will she merely survive this era— or become the woman who rewrites it? In a world that never imagined wheels could rule kingdoms, she becomes the First Engine Tycoon.
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Shackle The Witches

The Old World ended when humanity drilled too deep into the planet. By breaking the planet seal, the Domains from another dimension began to emerge. The Deep that destroys cities with a tsunami, the Shining that alters the skies, the Nightmare where terrible creatures rush out from; the chaos that makes every possibility happen at once, and the Abyss that erases everything that gets too close. The Domains connected with the people of Celestia, turning the girls into Witches. They became existences that could reshaped the world at the cost of going insane. In their rampage, they destroy the world and then began making a new one. In desperation, the last researchers of Ark-9 committed their last sin. They stole a soul from another world and then forced it into a new body to create the Chief. The Chief was made to suppress the Witches, to restore the world, and to be a weapon. The Chief was placed in a long sleep under a flooded city. Until finally the dying researchers awoke him for the mission, they have been preparing. The salvation of Celestia. “Fuck off.” Was what Aether said to all of them. “You bastards thought you could tear me from my world, and make me your obedient weapon?” Aether then laughed. “Those Witches you guys hate. I will not hunt them, chain them, force them, or use them as tools for your schemes. But instead, I will love them.” The Ark-9 Researchers erupted in rage. But he continued laughing without a care as their rage was music to his ears. “This is my script now.” The prison that held him shattered as their screams faded into silence. And he stepped into the new world with a smirk. “And I plan to make sure. No Witch escape my love.”
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