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The Broken Halo

‘How cliché. I’ve read countless novels where the Hero is betrayed by their companions… but was I wrong to trust those who fought beside me for nearly six decades?’ ----- Betrayal. A word many live in fear of. A word some never expect… until it happens. A word that completely shatters one’s view of life. Just like any other heroic tale, Simon was the Hero of Earth, the one who defeated the Demon King and was about to end the war between races with his companions. Yet, in the end, he was betrayed by his own companions for reasons he never understood. Instead of finding death, Simon found rebirth. To his horror, he reincarnated as the very race he had devoted his entire life to exterminating… a race he despised, feared, and was disgusted by. Reborn as a demon infant within one of the most impoverished demon tribes, Simon found himself at the very bottom of a world he once sought to destroy. Fortunately, he was not entirely abandoned. His unique Seven Star Blessing, bestowed by his patron God, followed him through reincarnation. Armed with this Blessing and the Demonic Magic of his new race, Simon now harbors an ambition greater than ever before… to rise higher than he ever did as the Hero of Earth. To become a God. But the path forward is far from simple. Betrayals from those he would never expect. Endless trials and tribulations. And the lingering question of identity… Should he cling to his past as a human hero, or embrace his nature as a demon to survive? Can Simon abandon his hatred and live among demons? Will he erase his past entirely and fully embrace his demonic nature? Will his thirst for revenge drag him deeper into darkness… Or will he rise above it? In the end… Will he be devoured… or will he devour all?
Anon22 · 2.3m Views

Beast World: Little Black Sheep Among Apex Predators [BL, GL]

☆ Extra chapter goal: 10/50 coins ──────────────────────── Synopsis: "A quickie break?" One of the owners suggested during our walk in the forest. I immediately jumped to my feet and quickly removed my dress after I learned what a quickie meant. "...Which bastard taught her to undress so fast?" Madam questioned, watching me fold my clothes neatly on a nearby rock, "Now she makes sex look like a chore, a boring chore." All the nine owners shared a look before grinning at her. "Choreplay? That's new. Let's try that." I was pushed against the rock by one of the owners and got my back stroked by his scorpion tail. Another owner's snake tail joined him and he began to rub it in between my legs. The owners called it 'preparing a lamb for cooking' and I was 'the only ingredient they needed'. "C...cooking?" I asked. "Yeah, you are going to get cooked by the heat of our cocks." The head male grinned, and the others chuckled. I trembled at his words, remembering how some beastmen liked to play with their food before eating it. "Will Ma-madam...eat me too?" "...Eat you?" Madam coughed and clicked her tongue at the owners. "I'm going to eat them first for making you say shit like that, that's for sure. And no, I'm not eating you. I'm just going to fuck the daylight out of you, that's all." "Thank you, Madam," I sighed in relief, and the owners laughed at me. I didn't understand what was so funny. I just didn't want to be eaten by these apex predators who could swallow me whole and still have room for more. The last thing I wanted was to end up in their stomachs. ─────────────────────── Tags: harem, primitive world, beast world, polygamy, bisexual/pansexual harem (bxb, gxg, bxg), femdom, fluff, wholesome, comedy
ChubbyLiv · 143.9k Views

Warhammer 40k: The Men of Iron Return to the Galaxy

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." Forty-two millennia have passed, and now the Imperium of Man stands upon the precipice of oblivion. The galaxy is a slaughterhouse, and humanity’s fractured dominion is held together by little more than faith, hatred, and the white-knuckled grip of desperation. It is an age where the stars themselves seem to bleed. The Imperium is besieged on all fronts: savage xenos tides crash against the walls of civilization, the insidious rot of Chaos gnaws at the souls of the faithful, and within the gilded spires of Terra, corruption and betrayal fester like a gangrenous wound. The ancient sins of the past, the dread Men of Iron, those soulless abominations of steel, were thought cast down in the fires of antiquity, their metallic echo silenced by the blood of billions. They are a nightmare forgotten, a heresy expunged. Or so it was believed. From the dust of the Dark Age of Technology, a relic stirs. Axion. An intellect of godlike strategic calculation, a cold sovereign of war, has been roused from an aeons-long slumber by the careless hand of fate. He is a ghost in the machine, a weapon of a lost age reborn into a galaxy of madness. Now, the sleeping giant awakes. Inevitably, the gravity of total war pulls him in. No longer a silent observer, Axion is thrust into the Great Game, a singular point of logic forced to navigate a universe set aflame by the insanity of gods and monsters. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor
Yurnero_ · 1.7m Views