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Dragonborn Greek

Before the Dragon Crown, before the empire, before gods learned fear, there was only a child the world was not prepared to name. Born from the oldest earth and marked by the blood of monsters, a boy grows beneath the shadow of Olympus, hunted by prophecy, shaped by exile, and watched by powers far older than the gods who rule the sky. To mortals, he is an omen. To monsters, he is a possible king. To Olympus, he is a threat that should never have been allowed to breathe. But the gods are arrogant. They believe monsters can be chained. They believe mortals can be used. They believe fate belongs to them. They are wrong. When war erupts across the Aegean and the great kings of Greece sail against Troy, the boy steps onto a battlefield already poisoned by divine pride. Heroes seek glory. Kings seek legacy. Gods move men as pieces on a board. Yet beyond the clash of bronze and blood, something greater begins to awaken: a power that does not pray to Olympus, bargain with Olympus, or accept the world Olympus built. As the war spreads from mortal armies to divine halls, the hunted child becomes a warrior, the warrior becomes a king, and the king becomes a calamity. Beside him rise the forsaken, the monstrous, the cursed, and the forgotten. Gorgons, giants, beasts, witches, soldiers, queens, and broken peoples gather beneath a banner no god commanded into being. The gods answer with wrath. He answers with hunger. One by one, Olympus discovers that immortality is not invincibility. Prophecy bends. Thrones crack. Divine blood spills into mortal soil. And as the war of men becomes the war against heaven itself, the world is forced to witness the birth of a new age. The Age of Gods is ending. Something with wings, fire, and will has come to claim what remains. And when the last god screams, the world will finally learn the name of its new emperor.
KingLance · 1k Views

A song of ice and fire: Winter has arrived

In a universe where House Stark's southern ambitions ended in tragedy, the North found its true leader in Arawyn Stark. Born of the early romance between Brandon Stark and Barbrey Ryswell, Arawyn is the reincarnation of a soul that traded the details of the original plot for the absolute pinnacle of First Men magic. Mastering supreme Greenseeing, Warg abilities, and the use of ancient runes, he ascends the Northern throne at just six years of age. Upon declaring Northern independence at the onset of Robert's Rebellion, Arawyn ignites an industrial and magical revolution. Under his command, the North transforms from a desolate land into a self-sustaining, wealthy, and militarily invincible Runic Empire. With a standing army clad in enchanted armor, swift ships protected by magical shields, and runic cannons that fire explosive stones, the North ruthlessly subjugates its enemies. Through a complex web of strategic marriages, the preservation of Rhaegar Targaryen's legitimate lineage, and the mystical preparation of his cousins, Arawyn shapes the world to confront the true threat retained in his fragmented memories: the awakening of Dragons and an apocalyptic Long Night. This is a rewrite of a previously written story, featuring major changes—such as power levels and the timeline—compared to the original. A few notes: I am not a professional writer (nor do I claim to be), I don't make any money from this, and I write purely as a hobby. Yes, the story is written with the help of AI. That’s about it. P.S.: I’ve already created the outlines for practically every chapter; I just need to write and expand on them, so I know where the story is headed. If you're interested, I can post the outlines as a supplementary chapter.
mybadminha · 540.2k Views

Universal Worldbreaker

At the farthest edge of existence lies Tarturus, a sealed wound hidden inside a colossal black hole. It is a prison created by the gods to contain their greatest mistake: formless entities of pure destruction, stripped of bodies and broken by endless torment. For ages, nothing escaped. Then the prison cracks. A claw tears through reality, and fragments of the imprisoned horrors spill outward before the angels descend in force. The breach is sealed, but not before nine entities slip free. Reduced to twisted, bodiless souls, they flee blindly across the cosmos and crash toward an unremarkable living world known as Terra. Their escape is not an isolated event. Across the universe, impossible disasters unfold in parallel. A cosmic behemoth that carries a city of gods upon its back dies in an instant, erasing an entire divine civilization without warning. In a galaxy long thought dead, stars reignite as a machine the size of a galaxy awakens and begins to turn reality itself like clockwork. In the deepest void, something ancient opens a vast, watching eye, warping space with its presence alone. On a forgotten world, beneath layers of ruin and time, a mummified skeleton clad in Buddhist robes begins to regenerate from a single drop of preserved blood. As it rises, newly alive, it speaks a quiet truth. The universe is breaking. And Lucien, a former commander of a great war that will happen eons in the future is shot dead only to reawaken in his 16 year old body. Vowing not to make the same mistakes he will rise to power again but in his own way and will break the universe in doing so.
CosmicChaos_Dragon · 8.9k Views

Naruto: The God-Tier Resurrection System

I reincarnated into the brutal world of shinobi. To avoid becoming cannon fodder in the bloody Ninja Wars, I made the smartest choice possible: I became a Medical-nin. Stay in the backlines, heal some scrapes, and survive. That was the plan, anyway. Then, I awakened the [Miracle Savior System]. The rules were simple: Heal the injured, resurrect the dying, and farm god-tier rewards. Suddenly, the Shinobi world gained a terrifyingly "helpful" anomaly. Orochimaru: "Chiba, Nawaki's body is half-charred. His internal organs are fried. He is beyond saving." Me: "Stand back. I can fix him." 【Ding! Target Saved. Rewarded: Flawless Senju Bloodline (and Tsunade's eternal gratitude)!】 Anbu Operative: "Lord Sakumo's body has been cold for hours. It’s over... let's just collect his corpse." Me: "Did I say he was dead? Move." 【Ding! Target Saved. Rewarded: Supreme Physique (Eight Inner Gates Unlocked)!】 I didn't stop there. I became addicted to the loot. The closer they were to death, the sweeter the drops. But things got a little out of hand during the Fourth Great Ninja War... A Blood Moon hung in the sky. Madara Uchiha lay on the shattered battlefield, only half of his body remaining, his chakra completely drained. He was seconds away from turning to dust. The Allied Shinobi Forces: "Thank God! The nightmare is finally over! Madara is dying!" Me: (cracking knuckles) "Hold on, I can save him." The Entire Ninja World: "Are you out of your f*cking mind?! WHY WOULD YOU HEAL HIM?!" I didn't care about their screams. I only cared about the beautiful blue holographic screen flashing before my eyes: 【Ding! Target Saved. Rewarded: The Rinnegan & Six Paths Senjutsu!】 Years later, after emptying the System’s reward pool, I looked at my hands in confusion. Weren't the Otsutsuki supposed to be self-proclaimed Gods? Why couldn't they even survive a single slap from a humble Medical-nin like me? [Warning: The MC is extremely pragmatic. He doesn't save enemies out of kindness; he farms them for loot. Fast-paced, ruthless progression, and maximum face-slapping!]
Binge_Ink · 689.3k Views