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Arab Chronicles - From a Banished Prince to Ruler of the Arab World

Some men are born into destiny. Others are cursed by it. In the golden age of the Arab world, where Sultanates rise and fall on the edge of a blade and magic flows through the very soul of every living thing, a child was born in the palace of Faras under a sky that made the Saints tremble. They saw many futures. Most of them ended in the destruction of the world. Shehzade Ali al-Shirazi enters the world with a weak Rooh and a prophecy that follows him like a shadow. Rooh al-Shamoos, the Dark Sun, a fusion of fire and shadow so rare and so volatile that the Saint delivered a single quiet verdict to Sultan Bahram al-Shirazi. Kill the boy. Before the boy kills the world. The Sultan could not do it. The child was the last memory of Begum Maryam al-Shirazi, the woman he loved above his throne and lost in the same breath he gained an heir. So instead he built a cage of silk and called it protection. The finest tutors. The highest walls. A prince kept carefully distant from a world the Sultan feared his son would one day consume. Ali grows up knowing two things with equal certainty. That his father loves him, and that his father is afraid of him. He does not know why. Nobody would tell him why. So he finds his own answers in the dark. On the rooftops of Shiraz, where the Sultan's eye cannot follow, a different version of Ali exists. Al-Barez. The Black Thief. He moves through the night like a rumor, stealing from the corrupt and returning what was taken to those the powerful have forgotten. The streets worship him. The nobles curse him. Nobody connects the phantom of the rooftops to the fragile prince who never leaves the palace. Nobody except the Wazir who has been watching far more carefully than anyone realized. When Ali's double life is laid bare before his father, the Sultan's grief and fury collapse into a single devastating decision. The prophecy warned him. The Saint warned him. No cage, however gilded, can hold a Dark Sun. Ali is banished from Faras with nothing but the clothes on his back and a mark on his inner wrist he has carried since birth. A small dark sigil that has never glowed, never spoken, existing quietly like a word written in a language the world has forgotten how to read. Cast into a world he only ever watched from above, Ali falls hard and fast. Debt and desperation deliver him into the hands of a merchant in Basra who recognizes useful when he sees it. A sharp mind, sharper instincts and nothing left to lose. Ali works. He survives. He learns what the palace never taught him. That the real Arab world has teeth and does not care about prophecies or the colour of a man's Rooh. But the merchant has his own agenda. And the road he points Ali down leads in one direction. Misr. A burned mansion stands abandoned at the edge of the city, cursed in the memory of all who knew it, its secrets buried under a decade of ash. Nobody goes there. Nobody dares. Whatever happened inside those walls left a wound that never fully closed. Ali goes there anyway. What he finds will crack open everything he thought he knew about himself. His weak Rooh, his cursed mark, the Saint's prophecy and a shadow organization moving quietly through every Sultanate in the Arab world like a rot nobody has yet named. The Saint saw two futures above all others. In one, Rooh al-Shamoos burns the Arab world to nothing. In the other, it is the only thing that saves it. The secret buried in Misr will decide which future Ali walks toward. But first he must answer something the prophecy never accounted for. Whether a man born under a dark destiny is bound to follow it. Or whether he is the one person capable of breaking it entirely.
NerdAstrologer · 6.8k Views

Tale of Four

Seventeen years have passed since the four received a command before birth, from a being Incomprehensible to them. With the King dead, the realm is ready to explode, being held together by a fragile peace. On a continent that struggles to know peace, the four move forward, willingly or unwillingly guided by their command. Tristan Cosmaton, a princeling of the Cosmaton dynasty, resides at the Everlight Palace, a place where everything is a performance. After the late King Elias III's death, the realm elects a new ruler, fearing the civil war that could erupt under normal succession rules. After seventeen years of blending into the background, with the sole goal of survival, he finally decides to step out of the shadows, not through ambition but a belief that it was the next step for what he had always done. After seventeen years, Alice is finally granted the title of Magi and given the freedom she has always craved to explore the Mad House and learn of the horrors and wonders that exist beyond the doors lining the magical tower. Charging ahead, she slowly delves deeper into the world's forbidden truths, pursuing a goal she doesn't truly understand the cost of. Arriving in Kript, Isis decides to leave Veston after seventeen years and head west. Landing in Oros, she sets out on a mission to return a holy icon she comes across, only to be pulled into the horrors of Oros and have her faith in the world shattered. Even as her faith in the world crumbles, her journey never ends, and through it she is drawn closer to the choice she must make. With one prophecy before birth, 'Defend the Dove of Salvation, ' Oliver rises from a Lordless Knight, searching for a liege he doesn't know to become the greatest sword in the realm. Oliver travels, fighting battle after battle, serving men he hates, desperately trying to rise within Veston, just so he can find the one he is destined to serve. ----------------------- Other than the first short arc, which introduced all the characters at once, each arc will focus on a person's story unless they meet or are in close proximity to one another. Each arc won't just solely focus on the MC POV, but characters around their immediate orbit or are extremely important to the plot, but if it ever switches away from the MC to another character, it will be for a brief time. The only character who won't have a second Pov and it will always follow the character is Alice ----------------------------------------------------------------- Will have character portraits created over time, but that is a lot of money and will take time. In the meantime, they will be left blank.
Ems_Cube · 96.8k Views

Be The Superheroes' Father in Marvel X DC universe

Vist my SubscribeStar page to read more chapters, up to Chapter 1800!!! : https://subscribestar.adult/dreamwalker Feel free to support me there :) *All characters are 18+, all scenes are fictional!* *All content and extra stuff do not represent real people or places* With the Marvel X DC universe as the theme, this is a tale of conquering the beauty FCs in this Marvel and DC mixed universe. A daughter's daughter is still my daughter - what better than being a superhero is to be a superhero's father! This is the shameless journey of a scoundrel seducing other men's wives and mothers to struggle upwards. It contains all kinds of risque elements - the more shameless the better! The Penguin's mother, Bucky's mother, Captain America's mother, Iron Man's mother, Wonder Woman and her Amazon sisters, Wanda... No beautiful Marvel and Dc mothers escapes his clutches. He leaves behind him a trail of defiled virtue, morally compromised women, and superhero daddy issues. This lecherous Casanova MC stops at nothing to satiate his endless deviant appetites! Timeline - start from WWII - The MC NTR others - The MC is the little brother of Captain America, named Chris Rogers - No frustration - The MC would has a well known special title - Chris the Conquer of Your Mother PS: It is my first time to write, hope you can enjoy my stories, just feel free to leave any comments as they would be the valuable encourage to me :)
DreamWalker2023 · 6.1m Views

Blade Over Magic

Xander was hailed as The Swordmaster on earth. When it came to blades, he held no equal. It didn't mater what category or how experienced his opponent was. He was just better, and none could deny it. Yet all it took was a bullet to end his life. All that hard work, all that talent. All of it gone because of an idiot with a gun. So Xander was naturally indignant against the reality of it. What was the point, then? What was the purpose of achieving such mastery if his life could be snuffed out so easily? His final thoughts were filled with resentment and regret. And so he closed his eyes. Only to reopen them again. But not in a hospital. But in an entirely new world, filled with magic and mages. Xander thought that in a place like this, his dream of making swordplay relevant would be possible. But he was dismayed to learn that not only had the body he transmigrated to been incredibly weak and untalented, but the act of swordfighting was heavily looked down upon. Made obsolete by mages who chanted powerful spells and unleashed them from a distance Yet on the verge of losing hope, he discovered something. This world, it's understanding of swordfighting wasn't just rudimentary. It was PATHETIC! Elite knights only knew how to swing harder and faster! There was no technique! No order! Offended, Xander made to use a blade. Even if the path was dead, he would not allow something so sacred to him be insulted so thoroughly. However, in the throes of his swordplay, he made a discovery, one that would shake the very foundations of the world as everyone knew it. Swordfighting wasn't obsolete. No, it was simply unexplored! And Xander, with his adequate knowledge on how to wield a blade realized... "The usage of swords with proper technique, is a form of magic in itself." And so begins the story of a man who decided to turn the entire world of magic on its head, with a Blade.
Bj_Omonobi_4986 · 162.4k Views