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The Light Of Enlightenment In The Middle Ages

"Abbot, the demon possessing my daughter will leave today, right?" "The profit I earn from trade and lending, is that pleasing to God, or has it already become the sin of usury?" "When disaster and injustice strike, why does God remain silent?" A top tier financial con artist has his soul transported to Florence in 1345, opening the story by impersonating a monastery abbot. In 1345, the House of Medici has not yet risen to power. The dawn of the Renaissance is still buried beneath the darkness of the Middle Ages. In 1345, the Black Death is about to arrive. Death is sharpening its scythe, ready to reap half of Europe. In 1345, theology is the only truth allowed to shackle thought. And he understands better than anyone how to define “truth.” He drains the wealth of the entire city with a single “gold certificate.” He triggers a crisis that turns Florence’s banking giants to dust beneath his feet. He writes doctrines of his own, disguises greed as “divine grace,” crowns the rising bourgeois class, and becomes the spiritual totem of capitalists. He ignites the Renaissance, frees the mind, and opens the age of “man.” When the plague sweeps across the land and all voices fall silent, he builds a kingdom on earth amid the ruins. With economic power in his left hand and the cross in his right, he becomes a pope who rules both matter and faith. * * * Hundreds of years later, in the estate of a 33rd degree Freemason. A young heir holds that green bill said to rule the world and points at the pope’s profile printed on it. "Father, why is this pope printed on the dollar?" The father reverently touches the back of the bill and says, "In God We Trust." ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• WARNING: The Mc is a bad guy who will use Christianity to fool the masses. He will deceive, kill and do a lot more in the name of God. So people who are very religious or don't like this type of Mc, read at your own risk. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 100 Powerstones = 1 Bonus Chapter. To read 26+ advance chapters and support me, visit my p@treon at - P@atreon/SilverShark769
Silver_Shark · 23.3k Views

The Invisible Goblin’s Netori Tales: Breeding Wives and MILFs Unseen

[WARNING!!!] [Heavy 18+ Content!!!!] Skarn had been just an ordinary man once—scrolling through late-night screens, chasing the quiet rhythm of a normal life. Then fate, cruel and capricious, snuffed him out and shoved his soul into the frail, green-skinned shell of a goblin. The body was small, crooked, despised. Worse still, it came cursed: an insatiable, animal lust carved straight into the marrow, a constant low burn that no human mind could ever fully tame. Every scent, every curve, every careless brush of skin set it raging, insistent, humiliating. But the mockery didn't end there. In the dead of night, as the last echoes of forbidden sounds faded from the master's hut, a crystalline ding sliced through the haze. [Congratulations on awakening the Invisible Breeding God System.] The name alone was absurd, almost laughable—yet the knowledge that flooded his skull was cold, merciless, glittering. Invisibility: perfect, traceless, erasing sound and scent and soul-presence alike. Ten minutes under normal conditions. Thirty-minute cooldown. And then the catch—the barbed promise at the heart of it all. Power. Real power. Stats that would rise, limits that would shatter. But only through breeding. Only while unseen. Each concealed union fed the system; the system fed him back. Unlimited duration, no cooldown, as long as he was buried deep inside willing—or unwilling—flesh. Now trapped in this ugly, hated form, no woman would ever look at him with desire. No kindness would bend his way. Survival already meant hauling water, scrubbing floors, enduring the forge's heat under a blacksmith master's heavy hand. And yet right there, in the same quiet household, lived Madam Sarah: soft curves, warm smiles, maternal affection that ruffled his coarse hair without a trace of revulsion. A beautiful MILF who called him "my Skarn," who shielded him with steel-edged protectiveness, who moved through the yard with effortless grace and left him aching, twitching, hating himself for every filthy thought that followed. The system dangled freedom like a blade held just out of reach. Reject it, and he could cling to the frayed threads of his human decency—stay small, stay safe, stay sane. Give in, and the first shadowed act might claim the one woman who had ever shown him gentleness. The night held its breath. The choice coiled tight behind his ribs. What would break first: the collar around his neck, or the last scraps of restraint in his mind? [Tags: R18, Mature, Smut, Heavy Smut, Netori, Breeding, Impregnation, MILF, Harem, System, Invisibility, Stealth Sex, Goblin MC, Isekai, Transmigration, Weak to Strong, Taboo, Large Breasts, Creampie, Corruption, Slow Burn, Dark Fantasy, No NTR (Only Netori), Yuri (Only in MCs presence), Explicit Sexual Content, Fetish Elements] Disclaimer: Slow-paced
Sensei_Zamasu · 59.2k Views

Transmigrated: Married to a Cold Mage, So I Built My Own Kingdom

"Honesty and politics don’t belong in the same sentence," they say. Celine Yue, a kind-hearted social worker, stepped into politics to help more people. But what she didn’t know… was that her own party would be the one to end her life. After her death, she wakes up in another world as Cyrina Vaeloria, the Elf Princess—right on the day of her arranged marriage to Lucian Aetherion, the cold, mysterious Human Prince and strongest mage alive. A political union to keep two powerful races from tearing each other apart. But this so-called alliance is just a mask. She despises the way other races are trampled beneath noble boots. Cyrina refuses to be a pretty puppet. She dreams of building a new kingdom—where races aren’t divided by power, bloodlines, or magic. To do that, she’ll need power of her own. And lucky her... she just married the most dangerous man in existence. With sharp wit and stubborn grace, Cyrina slowly bends her cold husband to her will— She toys with the ruthless Archmage, tames the untamable… and drags him into a revolution wrapped in royal silk. After all, if you marry the strongest mage alive… you might as well make him yours. ***** excerpt~ Lucian’s voice is like a blade, low and sharp. “Do you even understand what you said in the royal assembly?” Cyrina lifts her chin, unbothered. “I understand perfectly. I said I’ll build a new kingdom—where every race can live together.” His eyes darken. “You don’t know what you’ve sparked. That speech—” he steps closer, “—could ignite a war. You’re underground now, Cyrina. Buried beneath politics you don’t even see coming.” She spins on her heel and waves dismissively. “Ugh. Kaelen Blackthorn, your master is giving me a migraine. Get me out of this castle before I set it on fire.” Kaelen gives a slow, exaggerated bow. “As you wish, my lady.” He takes her hand like the perfect gentleman and leads her toward the door— But Lucian’s voice booms behind them. “Kaelen. Don’t forget who your master is.” Kaelen pauses. Glances back. “I remember, my lord. But as per your standing order… I obey only my lady’s command.” A smirk tugs at his mouth. “Even if it means going against you.” ♡♡♡♡♡ Golden Ticket Rewards 1 Golden Ticket = 2 extra chapters 5 Golden Tickets = 10 extra chapters And if we win Win-Win T1 this March… I’m dropping 20 EXTRA chapters. Yes. Twenty.
Dreamy_Cloud143 · 30.1k Views

Northern Star[GOT]

Kaelen Stark is born into a freezing and brutal world. He is the second son of Winterfell and the twin brother to the wild and beloved Brandon. But Kaelen is entirely different from the very first breath he takes. His hair is as white as fresh snow. His bright green eyes watch the world with a chilling and intense calculation. Trapped within the fragile skull of an infant is a mind containing ten billion years of human scientific progress. He remembers the exact speed of light and the complex chemical formulas required to cure a thousand diseases. But in a primitive land where massive castles are heated by inefficient open fires and the winters can last an entire generation, that vast knowledge means absolutely nothing if he cannot survive the freezing cold. When Kaelen learns the true nature of the long winters a profound terror grips his perfectly logical mind. He looks at his gentle mother Lyarra and his loud twin brother Brandon and knows they are utterly defenseless against the coming darkness. To protect the family he has grown to fiercely love, the White Wolf makes a silent and unbreakable vow in the ancient godswood. He will drag the frozen North out of the dark ages using the absolute power of concrete and steel and steam. This is an epic tale of survival and relentless innovation. It is the sweeping story of how one man transforms the poorest kingdom in Westeros into an invincible and highly industrialized fortress. But progress always attracts dangerous and hidden enemies. From the quiet poisons of Citadel maesters to the mad kings sitting on distant iron chairs, the world will desperately try to tear down everything he builds. Kaelen will have to forge his body in the bloody mercenary wars of Essos, navigate the treacherous politics of the Seven Kingdoms, and suffer devastating personal losses to keep his fragile pack alive. With his brilliant mind and the unyielding support of his fierce wife Alys Karstark, Kaelen will raise a new generation of Starks prepared to face the end of the world. He will earn the title of the Demon Wolf on the bloodsoaked battlefield and the Warden of Winter in the high halls of power. The dead are marching in the deep dark of the far north. A terrible war is coming that no beautiful song or ancient prophecy can truly win. But Kaelen Stark does not believe in prophecy. He believes in preparation. The pack survives. The North remembers. The White Wolf is ready. DISCLAIMER This is a fan made, unofficial work created for entertainment purposes only. I do not claim ownership of the original series, characters, or settings. All rights belong to their respective copyright holders.
IamtheDictator · 32.8k Views

Limitless Evolution Through Conquering Primal Beauties

Everyone has their own unlucky day. For Leonard, his was worse than most. After nearly two years of unemployment and endless job hunting, he’d finally gotten the call. He was hired. Too bad he never made it to his first day. He came across a group of homeless men attempting to kill his dog for food. Acting on instinct, he stepped in to protect the only companion who had stayed by his side through everything, and that choice cost him his life. He was stabbed and left bleeding in a dirty alley. Death should have been the end. Instead, Leonard woke up in a primitive world untouched by civilization, a vast and ancient wilderness governed by the ruthless laws of nature. Wild creatures roamed freely without fear, colossal predators stalked through towering primordial forests, and every inch of land was contested by beings that respected only strength. Amid his confusion, a translucent system interface appeared before his eyes. It was a system that granted him the ability to evolve without limits and survive in this savage world through hunting, gathering, and conquering women. This world belonged to the Beastkin—humanoid tribes with animal ears, sharp fangs, tails, and instincts honed by generations of brutal survival. They fought each other for territory, resources, and dominance. And their women weren’t prizes to be won—they were elite hunters, battle-hardened chieftains, and frontline warriors who would gut a man before letting him touch them. To reach the top of the food chain, Leonard would have to earn their submission. Every woman he conquered granted him power. Every bloodline he fused with pushed him further from humanity and closer to something greater. But that was just the beginning. Mindless, starving monsters roamed the untamed wilderness. Invisible entities watched silently from the night sky. Deep beneath the ancient earth lay forgotten secrets that had no place in a world this primitive. Leonard died a failure, a man who couldn’t protect the one thing that mattered. This time, he’d become something else. This time, he’d become the predator. And if this world wanted to play by jungle rules, he’d make damn sure he was the one standing at the top. . . . Note: I know the title and synopsis might make this look like a 18+ novel. And yes, there will be some scenes, but please don't expect too much. There's no force in this story. The main character wins women through love and manipulation. This is a story about a man who ends up in a world like the Stone Age. There will be wars between races, kingdom building, survival, and more. But that's not all. I promise there are things that will surprise you. I'm still a beginner and English is not my first language. So if you find any mistakes, please tell me. I will fix them. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy it!
Ariesta_Wululu · 12.3k Views