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Void Evil Eye

यह कहानी सुब्बू (Subbu) की है, जो पृथ्वी का एक अत्यंत प्रतिभाशाली वैज्ञानिक था। अपनी वैज्ञानिक जिज्ञासा और अहंकार में उसने एक ऐसे 'निषिद्ध पोर्टल' (Forbidden Gate) को खोल दिया, जिससे दो दुनियाओं—पृथ्वी और एक जादुई लोक—के बीच महाप्रलयंकारी टक्कर हुई। इस विनाश में करोड़ों निर्दोष लोग मारे गए। सुब्बू को इस अपराध के लिए देवताओं ने 'ईविल आई' (Evil Eye) का श्राप दिया—एक ऐसी दाहिनी आँख जो 'शून्य' (Void) की शक्ति रखती है और विनाश का प्रतीक है। कहानी तब नया मोड़ लेती है जब सुब्बू की रूह 'एथेरियन' (Aetherion) साम्राज्य के मृत राजकुमार वैलेरियस के शरीर में जागती है। वैलेरियस एक 'माना-लेस' (जादुई शक्ति विहीन) राजकुमार था, जिसे उसके अपने भाइयों ने ज़हर देकर एक लावारिस तैरते हुए द्वीप पर मरने के लिए छोड़ दिया था। सुब्बू अब वैलेरियस बनकर इस नए हाई-फैंटेसी संसार में जीवित है, जहाँ उसका एकमात्र साथी उसकी वफादार दासी एलेरा है।
Shubu_Bhatt · 647 Views

The Unwanted Prince of Prussia

Content Notice!!!! This is an alternate-history work featuring reincarnation and supernatural elements. It deals extensively with geopolitics, warfare, religion, ethnicity, imperial power, and morally complex decisions. The narrative portrays real-world inspired historical tensions and uncomfortable subjects without simplification. It is intended for mature readers interested in political strategy, historical speculation, and philosophical conflict. Not recommended for those seeking light entertainment. Although at the beginning there will be comedy, and even slight Romance. And there will be Family Building. --- Reborn as the Iron Prince In his first life, Zhang Ge was no hero. A former child performer turned engineer and logistics analyst, he understood war not as glory—but as systems, supply chains, and men dying because someone miscalculated fuel. Then he died. When he opens his eyes again, he is no longer in the 21st century. He awakens in imperial Germany — inside the body of Prince Oskar of Prussia, fifth son of Kaiser Wilhelm II. The year is 1904. Europe stands balanced on a knife’s edge. The Great War is ten years away. And this time… he remembers everything. Armed with knowledge of future catastrophes — trench warfare, naval blockades, industrial slaughter — Oskar refuses to become another ornamental royal. Instead, he begins reshaping the empire from within: Modernizing industry before rivals awaken. Reforming logistics before generals understand their weakness. Building dreadnoughts that rival Britain’s fleet. Forging elite forces that fight with tomorrow’s doctrine. Investing in technology decades ahead of its time. But power attracts enemies. Within the palace, jealous princes whisper. Within the army, old men resist reform. Across Europe, empires grow uneasy at Germany’s sudden acceleration. And in the shadows, forces that do not fly flags begin to move. Oskar does not dream of conquest. He dreams of survival. Yet the stronger he makes Germany, the closer the world drifts toward the very war he is trying to prevent. Can one reincarnated strategist alter the course of history — or will he simply forge a stronger empire for an even greater storm? --- Disclaimer This work is a speculative alternate-history fiction in which a modern man is reborn as Prince Oskar of Prussia and attempts to reshape early 20th-century Europe. While inspired by real historical figures and events, all characterizations, timelines, and outcomes are fictional and should not be interpreted as accurate representations of historical reality.
Precious_lore · 712.8k Views

Race: The Perpetual War

The realm is bleeding, caught in the perpetual meat grinder of four sovereign empires locked in total war. Deception, plundering, and endless slaughter are the daily realities, all boiling down to a single, primal law: kill or be killed. The death toll stopped mattering centuries ago; today, the blood spilled is simply the price of their sole obsession,the absolute destruction of their enemies. Each faction is driven by its own dark ideology. The Human Empire believes the only way to end the chaos is through complete conquest and the absolute subjugation of the realm. High in their pristine lands, the Elves use devastating magic to "purify" the world, viewing the other three races as a rotting plague infecting their sacred lands. The highly intelligent Dwarves run the realm's war engine as hyper-industrialists, building terrifying siege engines for profit and mechanical superiority. Meanwhile, the Greenskin Horde:a terrifying alliance of swarming Goblins and massive, tree-splintering Orcs fights a bitter, desperate war of survival and revenge. Yet, paradoxically, a twenty-kilometer scar of land between their borders remains untouched. Known as No Man's Land, it is the only safe haven in the world, a fragile, sacred truce forged by the First Rulers back in Age 0. It stands today as an ironclad monument to the collective cries of the countless innocents who burned in the ancient crossfire, a rule honored by even the most ruthless generals. In a world consumed by bloodshed, the true battle isn't just for survival it's to see who will be left standing when the ashes finally settle.
mid891530 · 763 Views

Incubus's Lusty Harem: I got Asmodeus System with a Death Clock

Living a life of luxury under the skirts of rich women, Luca suddenly died and woke up in a breathtaking high-fantasy realm bursting with elves, demons, beastkin, dragons, dwarves, and every legendary race imaginable. But it turns out, this world is a ruthless matriarchy because only women can reach upto Tier 9. Even the strongest man alive is capped at Tier 7. Luca? He woke up a weakling with a glowing red death timer floating over his head. 45 minutes until he dies for good. His salvation is the Asmodeus System, and the key is his newly awakened Royal Incubus bloodline. It grants him Demon Fire Manifestation plus three irresistible weapons: Incubus’s Scent that floods the air with raw desire and scales with his own arousal. Lustful Touch that turns even a casual brush of skin into brain-melting orgasmic overload. And most importantly, Life Siphon, a skill that secretly converts every internal finish into lifespan + massive EXP. With nothing but that bloodline and death's own clock ticking on his life, Luca turns unstoppable knights, mages, guild mistresses, and nobles into his dripping-wet addicts. What begins as pure, shameless survival and non-stop conquest slowly darkens the moment Luca genuinely falls for these women. Because every time he finishes inside them, he’s stealing years off their lifespan for just mere days of his own, whether he wants to or not… And the System never warned him. Nor did it warn him that he is the perfect Cultivation Cauldron in a ruthless Matriarchy full of women capable of erasing mountains with just a thought. Or the fact that the strongest religion in the world, the Church of Ivona, is on a holy crusade to exterminate all demons from the world. Survival -> Shadow Harem Empire -> Romance. Heavy R18 | Snarky MC | Matriarchy reversal | Royal Incubus bloodline power fantasy | Slow-burn emotional romance later | Daily 2 chapters at least No NTR | No Yuri (a bit during threesomes) | Incubus Bloodline | Lust System | Death Timer | Harem | R18 | Matriarchy | High Fantasy Isekai
An_Imperfectionist · 10.5k Views

The Medieval Lord

One minute, I’m a 28-year-old basement dweller choking on a double-pepperoni pizza while watching questionable content. The next, I’m Lord Elaric Voss, the "heroic" master of Ravenhold—a crumbling pile of rocks in a kingdom where the economy is a literal joke. In the Kingdom of Aldoria, there are no dragons, no magic, and zero genius inventions. There’s just mud, leaky stone keeps, and a feudal tax system so brutal that peasants literally eat rocks to survive. My new "reward" is a keep with a 90% tax rate, a dungeon full of badgers, and a village of eighty people who smell like they’ve never heard of soap. In my old life, I was a sarcastic, unrepentant pervert. In this life? I’m the same guy, just with a permanent resting asshole face and a lot more authority. I have no master plan to revolutionize crop rotation. I don't care about kingdom-building or epic wars. My goals are simple: 1. Roast this medieval shithole until my modern brain stops hurting. 2. Avoid getting killed by my rich, pompous neighbors. 3. Build the ultimate harem of sweaty, hard-working maids. From "inspecting" laundry baskets for fabric quality to accidental "slips" during cold river baths, I’m going to be the most degenerate Lord this realm has ever seen. The King wants his grain, the Baron wants my head, and my steward is having a heart attack—but as long as the maids keep working up a sweat, I’m staying right here. Welcome to Ravenhold. Leave your dignity at the gate. I’ve already sniffed mine away. ________________________________________ What to Expect: • A Modern degenerate MC: No heroics, just sarcasm, luck, and zero shame. • Gritty Medieval Realism: Mud, smells, and a dogshit economy. • Comedy & Slapstick: High-stakes diplomatic insults and low-stakes horse-shit accidents. • Slow-Burn Harem: A focus on sensory details, sweat fetishes, and "inspections". • Zero Magic, Zero OP Powers: Just a modern man surviving through sheer audacity.
K_one_writer · 5.2k Views

IV: The Rebellion

In the aftermath of a fractured world, the globe is divided among five ruthless superpowers locked in a perpetual, blood-soaked cold war. At the heart of this global tension lies the European Empire, a sprawling, highly stratified dystopia of gleaming, orbital megalopolises and starving, smog-choked outer sectors. The Empire is ruled with an iron fist by the Triumvirate, a council of three absolute authorities: The First House (The Sword), which commands the terrifying, mechanized might of the Iron Legion; The Second House (The Vault), which holds a monopoly over global trade and synthetic agriculture; and The Third House (The Eye), which monitors every citizen through an inescapable web of cybernetic intelligence. Ten years ago, the empire's Fourth House was completely killed because they dared to question the illusion of peace. Now, that fragile peace is shattering. From the neon-lit alleys of Sector 4 to the brutal coastal lithium mines, a desperate underground rebellion known as the Ember is rising. Starving and outgunned, the Ember are fighting an unwinnable war of sabotage and shadows against the Triumvirate's mechanized juggernauts. At the epicenter of this brewing storm is the Sovereign Elite Institute. Built to withstand orbital bombardment, the academy is where the aristocratic heirs of the Empire's ruling houses are groomed for absolute power. Within its pristine, marble halls, high-stakes geopolitics and corporate espionage are treated as classroom exercises, and the wealthy elite walk shoulder-to-shoulder with a handful of brilliant, impoverished scholarship students from the lower tiers. As the Ember's strikes grow bolder and the Triumvirate unleashes its ruthless Inquisition to purge the outer sectors, the Institute becomes a microcosm of a world on the brink of total collapse. In a society built on buried secrets, erased histories, and absolute control, the sparks of rebellion are catching—and the ashes of the Old World are waiting to ignite. We follow our main characters in this ruthless and power hungry world.
Neo_Types · 2.2k Views