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A Simple Priest... Or so I thought

This world has certainly changed since the last time I died... In the United States, if you're from a rural town, you better get home before nightfall, or you might run into the madman with the chainsaw. One rule most people know is: never enter a stranger’s house, or you might find yourself in a wax museum. And if you're planning a fun night with friends, don't choose a cabin in the middle of the woods. If you're a scientist and you want to study something that might be beyond your control, don't do it in the middle of a small town. Jonathan had heard many stories throughout his working life as a priest, and he had dealt with all kinds of problems—killer clowns, young people possessed by evil spirits, a disturbing dark being that invaded people's dreams, murderous dolls, monsters in the mist, and those things that only happen in a lighthouse. As a priest, Jonathan had to take care of every real problem that came his way. Of course, his fees weren’t exactly cheap. Whenever he took on a case, whether it was counseling or a cleansing, the results were always exactly what people hoped for. Jonathan has to admit that sometimes he used a bit more gunpowder than necessary to handle a case, but he always solved everything with a single prayer: "I ask you, God, to show me how to be open, but also teach me how to guard my heart. Help me not to fight the wrong way, but instead to think like a warrior of the kingdom. Thank you for being the light that guides my steps. I give you glory and praise for being my waymaker." Jonathan is the greatest warrior of God among humans.
SrCuervo · 1.1m Views

THE FOUNDRY PROTOCOL: IRON DOMINION

THE FOUNDRY PROTOCOL "Try not to die like a bitch this time." That was the last thing the System told me before it rebooted the timeline. I’m Jack Monroe, a construction manager who failed to save the world. In my first life, I died screaming on Day 30, ranked 47th out of 50 warlords, watching my fortress crumble because I cut corners on a concrete wall. Now, I’ve been sent back to Day 1 with a roadmap of the apocalypse carved into my skull and a 30-day countdown to a cosmic Server Wipe. Round Two isn't about heroics. It's about industry. Trapped in the toxic wasteland of East St. Louis, I have to turn a bankrupt chemical plant into an impenetrable Silo. I have to manage a crew of terrified laborers, a mutinous sheriff, and two System entities warring for my soul. The dead don't just walk—they evolve. Shamblers turn into Runners, Runners turn into Mutants, and my neighbors turn into looters. I have a plan. I have a blueprint. I have a shovel. And if you get in the way of my construction schedule, you’re going into the concrete mixer. Build. Harvest. Optimize. Welcome to the Cull. Genre: LitRPG, Post-Apocalyptic, Survival Horror Tags: Kingdom Building, Regression, Anti-Hero, Base Building, Zombie Evolution, Crunch (Stats), Gore, Ruthless Protagonist. Content Warning: This story contains graphic violence, strong language, body horror (System Sickness), and a protagonist who prioritizes survival over morality. Rated 18+
Heartless_Veteran · 14k Views

Tears Of The Smiling Exorcist: Innocence & Identity

Life needs only two things to go on: an obsession strong enough to live for, and a reason that refuses to stay buried. Lingxiao, the smiling exorcist, walks through the cultivation world like a wandering soul—saving common people from curses, demons, and ghosts, while carrying a truth darker than any spirit he has ever fought. He witnessed his father die by his own hands. He didn’t mean to. Yet the world believes he did. Lingxiao doesn’t know how to cry. He doesn’t know how to be angry. He only smiles. A smile that brightens or darkens the sky itself— to some, a curse; to others, an enchanting mystery. He never stays in one place. Every village is a temporary home. Until one cursed town begs him to return. His hometown. The place where everything began… and where something still waits for him. And there, he meets him— the red-robed ghost, the groom spirit, who first marks Lingxiao as prey… and then falls in love with him. This ghost becomes the first to teach him emotions— how to cry without shame, how to be angry without fear, how to feel loved even by something that has no heartbeat. But love with a ghost is still a haunting. A devotion that can neither live nor die. And the truth that awaits them in this cursed town is only the end of one journey— the moment where the threads of fate break open into the true beginning of Lingxiao’s existence. A beginning carved before breath was ever borrowed… beyond flesh, beyond fate— in a realm where souls are not born, but rewritten, and destinies bleed upon stone. There, in the world called System Tearstone, the truth of his existence waits… older than life, and hungrier than death. The tears he finally learns to shed become the first raindrops of a much deeper origin. Genres & Themes: ◆ Slow-burn devotion ◆ Forbidden soul-bond ◆ Morally gray lovers ◆ Ghost × Exorcist romance ◆ Tragic localities ◆ Cursed intimacy ◆ Sect betrayal ◆ Heavy fate themes ◆ Reincarnation ◆ Dark cultivation
YanYeXin · 2k Views

Demonic Possession System : I Was Possessed By 49 Devils

{ Warning : Contains graphic depictions of sexual content and violence with mature psychological and appalling supernatural themes } When the apocalypse came, it wasn’t fire or war that ended the world, it was horror. The visions written in the final book of the Christian Bible had come to pass, but not as they were foretold. Prophecy was twisted. Symbol became flesh. The world was consumed by terrors of both night and day, nightmares that walked beneath the moon, and abominations birthed from mutation beneath the sun. Civilization fell into silence, and humanity fractured into shadows of its former self. Calvin Braxton, a devout Christian teen who had lived his life in austerity, raised by strict parents to walk the narrow path of faith, found himself abandoned. When the rapture came, he was left behind. With nothing but his will to endure, he wandered the wasteland of a broken earth, searching for meaning in survival. Then the devils found him. There was no redemption waiting. Only torment. Seven of the most infamous archdevils in creation; Lucifer, Samael, Azazel, Lilith, Belia, Asmodeus, and Satanel, were bound inside Calvin’s fragile body, fleeing a greater judgment that sought their erasure. Their presence seared through his soul, transforming him into a living prison. Desperate, Calvin attempted an exorcism. Instead of release, he invited ruin. Each devil returned, carrying six others stronger than themselves. Forty-nine voices now tore at his mind, shackling him to a fate beyond comprehension. At first, he fought to stay sane. But instead of breaking him, the devils sharpened him. Piece by piece, Calvin seized fragments of their forbidden power, turning his humanity into a battlefield where survival forged strength, and strength became monstrosity. From this crucible emerged Vayren, the Fiftieth Archdevil, a destructive identity born from Calvin’s will and the essence of hell itself. Vayren commands Twelve Absolute Destructive Abilities, forces so lethal they shatter time, space, and law. His Possessed Form grants him the might of all forty-nine devils, each power a blade in his arsenal. Yet beyond even Vayren, a darker truth stirs: Calvin’s Personified Form, the living embodiment of Horror and Nightmare, whose mere presence warps minds, breaks reality, and annihilates hope. As these forms spiral toward convergence, Calvin faces a destiny that will shake the multiverse. He is no longer merely a survivor, he is the Absolute Omega, the void’s final truth. His mission: to confront God Himself, the Supreme Creator. But one question shadows every step: will Calvin master the devils within, or will their chorus drag him into damnation? In a universe where mortals, gods, and cosmic entities fear to tread, one boy rises from ruin to become the Absolute Catastrophe, the Apex of the Omega System.
Promstarprime · 8.3k Views

Ghost Exorciser: The Oust Fake Heiress Strikes

Ghost portals opened all across the world, and getting possessed seemed as common as catching a fever. As such, humanity was forced to live in safe zones that were steadily shrinking day by day. Yet to Lana, nothing was new. She was reborn on the day when the true daughter of the Almond family returned. She watched as Brenda, her murderer from the past life, was pampered by the Almond siblings. “Lana, you should know your place and leave.” Eldest Young Almond ordered with glacial disdain. “A wretch like you never belonged to the Almond Family. Pitiful mutt.” Second Young Master Almond chuckled, his venom-laced words resounding, “And if possible, stop comparing yourself to Brenda. She is a rare awakened Dream Warden, while you... sigh. Marry a beggar, and that would be the grandest achievement in your life.” “I always wondered why a dim-witted person like her ended up as our sister. Sigh... I am concerned that she might perish after being possessed by a roadside ghost.” The Third Young Master derided. For safety and peace, Lana left the Almond family and forged her own empire. Trash? She became a supreme Talisman Practitioner! Marry a beggar? The wealthy heirs in Brookvale lined up to wed her! Die in the hands of a roadside ghost? The specters in the ghost zones trembled upon hearing her name! Poor mutt? Heh! Her business empire earned her billions of dollars every single month! Even her past life’s moonlight was shamelessly flirting with her! Lana never thought that her past life's misery was orchestrated by a schemer, neither she thought that her luck was stolen away by the docile lovable daughter of the Almond family. In this life, she vowed to live a thriving life and protect her luck. She fought off ghosts haunting her world while fighting the mysterious forces. .......................................................................................... Extract “Mister, I feel a connection with you. Would you like to adopt me?” Lana fluttered her eyelashes while gazing at the handsome young man with lustrous black hair. Yet what intoxicated her the most was the radiant purple and gold aura around her past life’s moonlight! So delicious! She longed to devour him whole! “No.” His deep voice reverberated in Lana’s heart, making her freeze for a second. ‘Ah... sure enough... an untouchable flower like him... is out of my league!’ “However... I do need a silver cat.” His words were laced with ambiguity as he stared at her intently, “Especially the dauntless one that loves to sneak into my bed at night and claw my admirers.” Lana •silver cat•: “...” Ugh... no, it’s not me .....................................................................................
LittleRabbit1111 · 397.7k Views

THE STALKERS

Jason Hale should have been just another college student in Ravenwood — a sharp mind, a troubled past, a guy who kept people at arm’s length. But when a porcelain-masked killer starts stalking the campus, Jason discovers a chilling curse: everyone who gets close to him ends up dead. Girlfriends, classmates, teachers, friends — no one is safe in his orbit. Jason’s gift is survival. Smarter than his peers, sharper under pressure, he can see angles others miss. But the killer knows this too — and twists every trap into a sick “lesson.” Each murder is staged as theater. Each survivor is a test. And every time Jason escapes, someone else pays the price. What begins as a campus slasher spirals into something bigger: a network of masks, a cult built on Jason’s name, and a killer who doesn’t just murder people but rewrites the rules of fear itself. The “Many Masks” spread like a virus, turning neighbors, cops, and even kids into killers-in-training. By Season 1’s fiery finale, Jason has lost everything: his friends are scarred, his town is broken, and the killer proves there are no safe places left. In Season 2, Jason becomes an outlaw hunter, dragging his allies Elena, Ryan, and Detective Vance into a war against a cult that’s no longer hiding — a movement that has infiltrated law enforcement, hijacked communities, and turned Jason into both villain and victim in the public eye. Haunted by his own mistakes, hunted by cops who see him as complicit, Jason must decide what he’s willing to become. Savior? Killer? Or the monster the masks want him to be? The Stalker is a relentless, R-rated horror thriller where every episode escalates: bloodier, smarter, more twisted. Pretty Little Liars paranoia meets Scream’s brutality. It’s a story about obsession, manipulation, and the terrifying idea that evil isn’t one face in a mask — it’s many, and it’s multiplying.
KiiiDTHEWRITER · 10.3k Views