nonhuman

In a world of Umamusume, each corner of the globe is a home to an anthropomorphic horse-like figure known as Umamusume, where their testament of speed is tested against one another, seeking to seize the only crown of the best. The crown to become the best Umamusume in the world. However, this story wasn't about the greatest of all time but the loser of all time. Meet Haru Urara, the Umamusume who had lost every single match throughout her entire career, but never her heart. One who wasn't trying to be the best in the track of speed, but the best in the track of spirit. Hereby, the one and only, the Shining Star of Losers Everywhere, Haru Urara. Watch her journey unfold to become... the greatest "LOSER" of all time. It is a fan-fictional story that I composed for fun. None of it is canon.

Demonic beings run rampant, and cultivators revere the bizarre as the Heavenly Dao. For an ordinary mortal to embark on the path of cultivation, they must gouge out their eyes, sever their limbs, and cut off their spiritual roots… Ren Qing, who transmigrated into this world, discovers that he can bypass the gruesome costs of cultivation thanks to a Divine Ability. [Blindless Method]: By devouring eyes, he cultivates to the peak, growing one hundred and six celestial eyes all over his body. [Poison Bone Art]: Soak one's skeleton in poisonous water for thirty-six days, then reimplant it into the body. At full mastery, no life can grow for a hundred li around him. [Book of the Dead]: Seal the Lao Gong, Yong Quan, Shen Men, and Yin Tang acupoints with iron nails and bury oneself underground for three years. Upon completion, one becomes ageless, undying, and indestructible. --- Alternative Titles: Weird Way of Immortality: I Can Avoid the Price Cultivation: Tax Evasion

Wein Serin was nothing more than an aimless commoner wandering the galaxy—until fate intervened. In a twist of destiny, he saves Baron Neilson Voss, one of the most powerful nobles in the Galactic Empire. With no living heirs, the Baron repays his debt by granting Wein his title. Now, thrust into a world of treacherous politics, hidden wars, and ancient secrets, Wein must navigate the dangers of an empire where nobility are revered as near-divine beings, wielding unimaginable power far beyond that of commoners. Can he rise to become one of the Empire’s most formidable rulers, or will he be the catalyst for its downfall?

The Student President of a school of Geniuses made an error leading to their destruction and her martyrdom. Then she is thrown into a game of the gods in a new world for their amusement. Watch together as she navigates the game of the gods. EDITING IN PROCESS!! Any errors are in line with the Editing Process. Thank you for your understanding. The image is the first-ever work I had done of Chelsea. Enjoy Support me and my works at www.Patreon.com/Madjic

bored reading where leads get with eachother without any twist n trolls this is for you!!! A demon who is only soft with her and harsh with the world, tried to save her but destiny of the two itself decided whether to save her or not.

"This is our master's house." "Ours. He's your master, now, too. Welcome home." A sequel to We Who Burned The Sky, available on Amazon under Amelia S. Ashcroft. We Who Sink Beneath The Sky is being serialized here for a limited time before its KDP release.

Born different than his kinds, he was shunned by his own tribe, regarded as an ill-omen that would bring a disaster to the tribe. Humiliated, shunned, and some even tried to kill him. Even the world outside didn't welcome him. The human out there wanted him dead because of his tribe's nature to plunder and kill. The beasts regarded him as a prey to fill their belly, and the other monster races regarded him as a pest they must get rid of. To survive in a place where he was rejected, he must carve his own place with his hand. Follow his journey in the world where everything was measured in levels and skills to find his place, a place where he belonged in this vast world.

Death by overwork? Check. Isekai’d into a glittery kingdom called Aelthryndivoryssalindria, yes, that's the name but I call it Aelthryn, because who has time for that? Double check. All I wanted was a soft life filled with pastries, naps, and no husband. But five years into my new life as Princess Elyndravyssorathielindria Sylvarindelthys—Elyn, please, God knows why the names are so difficult to pronounce—my father demands I marry. But explain to me why all the potential suitors look like they were picked up from the fucking gutter? I kid you not. one of them literally suggested teaching me to ride a horse and guess who found out he could not ride one at all and at the end of the day cried begging for his mother...me. And that's just one. There's also the fact that I don't want to even get married. So in a panic, after scaring my suitors away, I tell my father I'm in love with Zorathys Vaelkyrion. What I didn't plan for was the fact that Zorathys is real, he’s at our annual ball, and he’s calling me his lover to settle Dad’s debts. Now I’m stuck in the Underworld, managing Hell’s paperwork, babysitting demon nobles, and dodging a giant snake with a sweet tooth. Oh, and Zor? A lazy, body-pillow-hugging tease who makes my heart race. Worse, every escape portal dumps me in his bedroom, and he’s not so bad. But when I stumble into a plot to overthrow him, my soft-life dreams might cost me everything—unless I fight for the husband I never wanted. Send help please, I just wanted a soft life and not a demon husband.. --------------------- "...you can't marry my daughter," my father said to the demon king and I nodded. "...she...she's gay. Yes," he said with a nod like that was the most reasonable explanation ever. "She's into girls." I was shocked and stared at him then back at the demon king who paused. Maybe this could work after all. I nodded too, supporting my father's words. The demon king smiled then. "What good taste you have, there's a reason why we belong to each other after all. I'm into women too." What?

In the middle of the castle garden stood a table prepared for an elegant tea, draped in white lace, set with blue-and-white porcelain, tiered trays of pastel pastries, and crystal cups releasing the mingled scents of roses and spiced leaves in the warm afternoon air. And in the midst of this carefully arranged ensemble lay Mirabelle Luchs. Her wild curls were spread across plates and among the tempting desserts. Her dress had been pushed up to her hips, her legs bent and braced against the edge of the table, trembling. Elegant male hands pressed them farther apart while she desperately tried to close them. Between her legs was the head of a man. His pointed fox ears twitched with amusement as his tongue moved over her again and again. ---- Read until ch30 for free. Mirabelle Luchs wakes up in a world that should not exist. A feudal beast kingdom ruled by instinct, hierarchy, and conquest. A world where aristocracy is carved into bloodlines and women like her are used to secure peace after defeat. She inhabits the body of an unmated duchess from the losing side of a brutal war. Sheltered until now. Politically valuable. Offered by treaty to powerful beast nobles from the victorious realm. Men who do not hide their expectations, their presence, or their hunger. Mirabelle is unprepared for medieval court life, for beast instincts worn openly, for how closely power and desire intertwine in this world. But she refuses to remain a passive prize. With a modern mind and a sharp sense for social dynamics, Mirabelle begins to turn the rules against those who seek to control her. Provocation becomes a choice. Submission a performance. A mature reverse harem fantasy set in a medieval beast world, featuring political marriages, power games, and a female lead who refuses to be ruled quietly. Also it is slow burn;)

‘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?

Find a mate. Bear a cub. Save the world. Left stranded on an empty road with nothing but her purse and a broken heart, Lin Wan follows the only direction available to her and walks straight into a world that was never meant for her. The Beast Continent is vast and wild and runs on rules she does not understand, and apparently her body has exactly three hours before it starts shutting down. The solution, according to the cheerful system that just moved into her head, is simple. Find a mate. Bear a cub. Save the world. Problem solved The cold, stripe marked leopard warrior who pulled himself out of a wild pool and looked at her like she was his before she even knew his name was not exactly what she had in mind. But he is what she has. And somehow, in this strange world under a stranger sky, that might be enough.

Live or Die. Words you never ask yourself in a life and death situation. You choose life every time and that’s exactly what Samson’s parents chose for their unborn child when left with only one option after being attacked by a vicious mob, and that’s to accept the assistance from a mysterious Arcadian(Were-Raccoon) whose magic could save their dying child. Making their decision Arachete and Ohr didn’t expect it to lead to their death several years later or to the rise of their child. Rescued and taken in by Abbott: The Omega, Samson soon learns the catch to his existence after a vicious outbreak of undead beings (SouBei or Soulless Beings) and of his God status for he is their creator. With the help of the Omega vigorous training, the souls accumalating within him and the consumption of Quintessence (Magical/Spirit Beasts) bodies and souls, Samson becomes more powerful. Following in the footsteps of his Pealim after four grueling years at the age of 13 Samson enters the Scarlet X trials, announces his vow to become a King, takes a Princess as a mate and turns multiple Kingdoms against him all at once. Forging ahead as a Red Letter Samson The Undead and his soulbind Delilah The Akinite goes on dangerous missions for the order and expand their followers for their Kingdom of SouBei while fending off assassins and a rogue creation who seeks his destruction.

she just wanted to get a job only for her to get into a whole other deal "Good luck Veronica Makaya" "Wait ! how did you..." Veronica a 24 year old woman managed to land a job in a hotel after preventing someone from getting robbed, little did she know that one act will change her life forever. she later found out that the hotel is no ordinary one, but Serves as a haven for the paranormal (non humans). it also serves as a detective agency that specializes in Paranormal cases. join Veronica as she tries to adjust to her new life and at the same time battling situations involving the known and the unknown. I will be posting this story on Royal Road.

Anthony Zarwick was not a hero. He was a pimp, a criminal, a street predator dressed in gold, a smiling parasite who understood that loyalty was only real until fear, love, or money gave it a better offer. After being betrayed, surrounded, shot in the back, mocked by his own mistakes, and executed in a dirty motel parking lot beneath the lights of Chicago, Anthony expected hell. Instead, he woke up bleeding. Reborn inside the world of pirates as Bluejam, the disgraced captain of the Bluejam Pirates, Anthony finds himself trapped inside the mutilated body of a dying man abandoned near the ashes of Gray Terminal, standing at the edge of betrayal, memory, nobility, and a future where the strong eat, the weak beg, and justice only exists when someone powerful decides it should. Pirates kill for treasure. Marines kill for order. Nobles kill for comfort. Celestial Dragons kill because the world lets them. Society worships power while pretending laws decide who deserves to rule. And Bluejam’s ruined body will come to possess a fruit carrying the most arrogant curse of all. The King-King Fruit. A power with a royal name. A power that sounds like command. A power that may prove kingdoms do not belong to bloodlines, crowns, flags, or thrones. They belong to the man strong enough to make the world kneel. Now surrounded by burnt trash, noble betrayal, pirate enemies, hidden monsters, a mysterious Doll woman who saved his body for reasons far from innocent, and a world already moving toward an age of legends, Anthony must decide what kind of monster survives in a sea like this. Unfortunately for everyone, Anthony Zarwick already knows the answer. (Anthony’s POV) "Let’s start with you." Said Anthony with a bloody smile. ----------------------------------------- WARNING WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ ⚠️ Content Warning: Throughout this story, there are scenes involving strong language, physical and emotional abuse, sexual situations, violence, and other mature or disturbing themes. Please read with discretion.

She is his enemy. He wants her son. And he just asked her to marry him. “Marry me.” “W-What?” Selene came to the Northern Territory under a false name—Lina—with a single goal: to uncover the truth behind the black scales on her son’s shoulder and the identity of his mysterious father. Instead of answers, she finds herself face-to-face with Caelis Valerian, the Grand Duke of the North—a man feared for his ruthlessness toward mages, yet revered as the unwavering protector of the beast clans. To the world, Lina is nothing more than an ordinary woman. But in truth, she is Selene—a powerful mage and swordswoman, feared by bandits and respected by mortals. Her son, Claude, however, appears to be an ordinary little boy. So why does the Grand Duke take such a keen interest in him… to the point of naming him his heir? To make Claude his legitimate successor, Caelis offers Lina a three-year contract marriage—one she cannot refuse. What begins as a cautious arrangement soon shifts. Trust grows as the distance between them fades, and before they realize it, love begins to bloom. But love built on secrets is fragile. Selene is the legendary Lunar Frost Sovereign—the very enemy Caelis has been hunting, with a bounty placed on her head. And Caelis, unaware of the truth, hesitates to grow closer to her, believing her heart still belongs to the man who fathered Claude… his own brother. When the truth is finally revealed, will their love survive—or will their contract marriage shatter before it ever truly begins?

Imagine if someone with a personality that is the absolute antithesis of Sonic the Hedgehog besides morally is somehow given a second chance at life, emerging not just as any character, but specifically as Anti-Sonic from the Archie Comics universe. Someone who embodies traits that are diametrically opposed to Sonic’s vibrant energy and free spirit, being reborn amidst a world that thrives on speed, anarchy, and decadence. (CROSS POSTED ON AO3 AND WATTPAD!)

"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

In the grim darkness of the far future, the galaxy is a theater of unending slaughter, yet it lacked the chittering, manic chorus of the "Yes-Yes!" To rectify this void, Lucius descends upon the stars as the Great Horned Rat, robed in tattered grey and brimming with malevolent divinity. Leading his verminous swarms, he plunges into the brutal cesspit of the 41st Millennium to carve out a domain of ruin. With the arrival of the Skaven, the balance of power shifts toward total anarchy. The Great Devourer meets its match in a rival swarm whose hunger is just as insatiable, while the Imperium of Man learns the true meaning of "unending numbers" as tide after tide of rat-kin drowns their worlds. Even the Necrons stare in cold calculation at a foe that wields green-glowing warpstone weaponry with a reckless abandon that mirrors their own. To the Orks, Lucius issues a challenge across time and reality: "Greenskins, we have slaughtered your kind from the World-That-Was to the Age of Sigmar and now into the 41st Millennium. If you have the stomach for it, come and face the swarms once more!" Experience a tale of skittering madness and galactic conquest as the Under-Empire rises to consume the stars. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor

The Omniverse clusters in Endless Myth continue to proliferate beyond infinity theory, set theory, and even concepts themselves. The prophet Ort records a fragment of it—everything within a single universe, a single Earth. ※I use AI tools in my creative work.