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The Runic Alchemist

Ben, a postgraduate chemistry student, envisions a future where science unlocks the secrets of the universe. But fate has other plans. In a sudden twist, Ben dies and awakens in a strange new world, reborn as a five-year-old boy named Damian Sunblade. Damian's joy at being part of a noble family is short-lived. His family, valuing gold over blood, sells him off to another noble house to be groomed as a homemaker husband, a mere pawn in their political games. Struggling with his new reality and the remnants of his past life’s knowledge, Damian refuses to succumb to his fate. In his new household, Damian discovers that this world is governed by magic circles, Runic symbols wielding immense power. Driven by his scientific curiosity, Damian begins to experiment. Applying the laws of physics to the Rune symbols, he deciphers their secrets and invents his own unique form of magic. However, The family that bought him has their own plans for him, seeing Damian as a valuable tool to enhance their power. But Damian, ever the independent spirit, has dreams beyond servitude. He longs for freedom, a place to call his own—a life where he can use his talents without restraint. And so Damian devises a daring plan to escape. His journey is fraught with danger and intrigue, as he navigates a world filled with mystical creatures, powerful adversaries, and ancient secrets. Along the way, he forges alliances and battles enemies, all while refining his magical and scientific skills. In "The Runic Alchemist," follow Damian Sunblade’s epic quest for independence and self-discovery. Witness his transformation from a forsaken child to a formidable Alchemist, determined to carve out an extraordinary future for himself in a world teeming with infinite possibilities. ***** Author Note : Hello! GlaringError here! As I have already mentioned in my author review I am restating it here since I am getting tons of comments about it, that I am more of a reader myself than a writer, I made this novel in an attempt to capture my fantasy world residing in my mind into words.. Writing is new for me.. The premise of my novel is inspired by many great works that I have loved over the years. And some elements I have in my novel that are slightly similar to them but it's just the skeleton of it, the real meat of the plot is entirely my own cooking. Some of the influence that is more noticeable is from The Runesmith (By Kuropon), The King's Avatar (By Butterfly Blue) and Shadow Slave (By Guiltythree). I have immense respect for these legends and I can only hope to follow in their footsteps. To all those who comment just by judging the name, at least give it a chance before letting your opinions be known. Thank you.
GlaringError · 2.8m Views

EGEMED: THE DIVINE PSYCHO

To the Reader You are about to enter a world where quiet hearts speak the loudest. Where a single hidden wound can shape a destiny, and a single moment of kindness can rewrite a life. In these pages, Egemed walks a fragile path — carrying a sorrow he never asked for, and a light he doesn’t yet realize he holds. If you choose to walk beside him, tread gently. Some souls are stitched together with trembling threads, and yet they shine brighter than those untouched by pain. This story is a soft call to anyone who has ever hidden a part of themselves, to anyone who has ever feared being seen and secretly longed for it at the same time. Let Egemed’s journey wrap around you like a quiet whisper, a reminder that healing is not sudden — it’s a slow, stubborn blooming. Thank you for opening this book. May something in these chapters stay with you long after you close it. ••• “I once met a man who spoke as if every word carried a wound. His eyes were quiet, yet inside them lived storms” There was a man from Nephelion—a quiet, beautiful place far from the city, surrounded by mountains, fields, rivers, trees, and flowers. He was the second son of Mr. and Mrs. Mychen. He had three siblings: his elder brother, Radaiom Mychen, who was twenty-four, and his younger brother, Heryl Mychen, who was thirteen. The second born was Egemed Mychen. He was twenty-one years old, born on April 23rd, 1989. Egemed was a handsome young man—so handsome that nearly all his relatives and neighbours praised him for it, often making his brothers jealous. But beyond his looks, Egemed was kind-hearted, humble, and soft-spoken. He treated everyone with respect, listened carefully, and helped others without expecting anything in return. He was honest and patient, never boasting about anything he achieved. Even in childhood, he rarely fought with anyone—not even with his own siblings. People felt comfortable around him because he was calm, understanding, and genuinely caring.
Merlys_V · 10.7k Views

Asura: The Hunter

This is a story about Arjun Jadhav, a broke engineering student who rides his father’s fading red Splendor with one thought only: earn enough to keep his dad breathing. A lonely summer job guarding a forgotten godown seems like the answer, until he breaks open Shutter 81 and falls two floors into a vault sealed since the old India still bled from Partition. Inside waits a forbidden armoury: thousands of glass prisons holding curses that whisper and claw, walls covered with photographs of impossible kills, and the diaries of Vikramaditya Shinde, a hunter of the old blood, one of the last men who walked the night with silver and fire to keep the country’s darkest hungers asleep. Arjun thinks he can lock the door and forget. He can’t. The instant he flees, the vault roars awake. Lights flare after half a century. Dust howls into hidden vents. And in the centre rises the spirit of the old hunter himself, tall, scarred, eyes like burning ghee, staring straight at the boy who just inherited a war older than the tricolour. From a village kid who measured life in dialysis bills, Arjun is about to be forged into the deadliest thing the night has ever feared: the new bearer of a legacy that never truly died. A creaking Splendor, a kirpan that chooses its master, and a country that still needs monsters killed in the dark; this is the rise of the hunter the old blood has been waiting for. Some doors don’t open for you. They open the future. Step through… if you’re ready to watch a desperate boy become the greatest shadow India never knew it had.
NikhilT · 4.9k Views