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Weight of the veail

In a world smothered by the Great Veiling, the concept of "vision" has transitioned from a memory to a myth, and finally, into a whispered heresy. For three centuries, a milky, impenetrable cataract has settled over the eyes of every living creature—from the lowest scavenger to the High Gods themselves. This is the Velvet Age, a civilization built on the tactile and the auditory, where city streets are navigated by a complex web of guide-ropes and the "truth" is felt through the vibration of a cane. To the people of Oakhaven, the return of sight isn't a miracle; it is a nightmare of sensory chaos that would shatter their fragile, rhythmic peace. ​In the center of this sensory fortress lives Kael, a sixteen-year-old who treats the world like a private gymnasium. Kael is the antithesis of the "Grip"—the name given to the structured, fearful lifestyle of the blind. He refuses the ropes, mocks the canes, and sprints across moss-covered rooftops with a terrifying, intuitive grace. To the village Elders and the High Priests, Kael is a walking blasphemy—a boy who lacks the "holy humility" of the dark. While they fear the "Demons of Image," Kael finds joy in the scent of cedar and the bite of the mountain wind, possessing a free-willed spirit that refuses to be tethered by superstitions he cannot touch. ​Yet, high above the clouds in the Pillar of Aether, the blind Gods are trembling. They sit on thrones they can no longer see, ruling through booming echoes and the fading memory of their own grandeur. They know the truth: their power is derived from the mortals’ imagination. If humanity regains its sight, they won't see majestic protectors; they will see the rust on the divine armor and the cracks in the celestial marble. The Gods have become the ultimate gatekeepers of the dark, weaving prophecies that paint the return of light as an apocalyptic fire, all to ensure that no one ever looks up and sees the frailty of their masters. ​But the atmosphere is thinning. A strange, stinging warmth has begun to pulse behind Kael’s eyelids—a "headache" that the ancient texts call the First Spark. As the celestial film begins to tear, Kael becomes the unintended focal point of a cosmic revolution. He is a boy who never asked to be a savior, yet he is the only one bold enough to face the searing beauty of the first sunrise. ​Caught between a society that clings to the safety of the shadows and a pantheon of Gods willing to commit deicide to remain hidden, Kael must navigate a world that is suddenly, violently, becoming visible. In this story of perception and power, one carefree boy will discover that being the only person who can see doesn’t make you a king—it makes you a target.
Willamzz · 458 Views

Transcending Realms With My Leveling System As A Demon

#SINGLE-FEMALE LEAD #Overpowered #Growth #Magic #High-Fantasy #NO HAREM #BETRAYAL #Mystery #Tragedy Zylus's life had been nothing short of a nightmare since his childhood. He was constantly bullied at school, detested and ignored by almost everyone except for his loving family. But his family's death cut those dreams short. The accumulated loneliness and suffering from this event pushed him into a severe depression, and he ultimately decided to take his life’s final decision… Revenge. This is a story about revenge and growth. The main character is smart, he has development, and will do anything to reach his goal. There is almost 0 filler; if there is filler, it's important towards the story, so no chapters you'll pay for will go to waste. I'll add the filler once the novel is finished, as side chapters. I can also 100% reassure you I'll be finishing this novel, so don't worry, I won't drop. Htrae is split within 3 realms, and the power system is very easy to understand. If you have any issues, please don't feel afraid to join the Discord. I'm new, so I'm not the most experienced, so if there are any flaws, let me know. [Analysing User Data] [33%...67%...98%] [100%] [User's Data Analysed!] [Welcome To Your Demonic Weapon System...] -> [Zylus Elwis] If you like an MC who continuously rises through the ranks and never changes his harsh attitude, this is the story for you. A man who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, even if that means seducing women. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/CTdktXXXGA Upload Schedule: 2 Chapters A Day (No days when I don't do 2) If I ever fail to do 2, I'll do 1 1500-word chapter, but that will be highly unlikely, so you guys can feel safe, no worries.
TechsR_25 · 134.2k Views

Shadow Sovereign Of The Broken Realms

In the year 2047, Earth is dying. Mana rot devours the oceans, cities sink into black sludge, and humanity clings to survival like rats in a collapsing cage. Kael Eze is nobody. A Level 1 Scavenger. A corpse hauler. A man who drags the dead for scraps while the world ends around him. Then the sky rips open. A cold, mechanical voice echoes in every surviving soul: [Final Calibration Complete] [Earth: UNSALVAGEABLE] [Sovereign Selection Protocol — Activated] [1 candidate chosen out of 8.4 billion…] Kael is selected. Not as a hero. Not as a savior. As the lowest possible thing: a Sovereign Candidate with 0.0001% authority. Thrown into the Infinite Staircase — the Throne of Ashes — where death is permanent, mercy is myth, and the first floor alone is rated ×7 difficulty. He awakens as an infant in a crib of blackened ribs. A six-winged nightmare calls him “little calamity” and laughs as ash-eaters scent fresh sovereign flesh. But something broken inside Kael wakes up too. [Hidden Trait: Soul Devouring Gluttony (EX)] Devour anything. Become anything. Regret nothing. From the weakest newborn king at the bottom of infinity, Kael begins a ruthless climb. He consumes gods, steals bloodlines, devours worlds, and carves his name into the fabric of broken realities. Betrayed by fate, hunted by ancient horrors, cursed by the very throne he claims — he doesn’t seek redemption. He seeks dominion. Because if the universe decided he was trash… then he’ll become the monster that devours the trash-heap entire. Weakest start. Highest stakes. No mercy. No limits. Only ashes… and the sovereign who rises from them. Will the last candidate become the Last Sovereign — or just another forgotten name in the void? Tags: Dark Fantasy, System, Weak-to-Strong, Ruthless MC, Anti-Hero, Multiple Worlds, Face-Slapping, Ancient Bloodlines, Betrayal, Overpowered Growth, Apocalyptic, No Harem (yet?), Soul-Devouring, Throne Conquest Drop a heart if you’re ready for Kael to eat the multiverse one bite at a time.
Bloodrush · 17.7k Views

Path Beyond Fate

**Synopsis: Veil of the Unseen Path** Eron has spent eighteen years perfecting the art of being forgotten. To teachers he is average. To classmates he is harmless. To bullies he is easy. He answers questions softly, scores just high enough to pass unnoticed, and lets the world label him a pushover—because revealing the mind that quietly devours differential equations, quantum paradoxes, and every hidden pattern in existence would only paint a target on his back. He chooses invisibility. Logic demands it. His family is the only place the mask softens: his gentle mother who believes in quiet effort, and his father—a man of sealed lips and long absences—who works for something he will never name. One moonlit night, that father slips into Eron’s room like a shadow. No words. Only a silent ritual: something cold and metallic pressed to his son’s chest, a bloom of unnatural warmth, then gone. In the morning, Harlan has vanished again. Eron says nothing. He never does. Days later his body begins to change—muscles carving themselves from frailty, senses sharpening to a predator’s edge. The world notices. He still hesitates at every raised voice. Then the sky remembers it is not supposed to be kind. A low, grinding earthquake. Crimson days that refuse to end. Scarlet rain that falls like judgment, burning through flesh and bone. In hospital beds the dying rise screaming with power—flames at their command, wind in their breath, impossible strength in trembling hands. Before every surviving face a screen appears: eternal, unblinking. *Cultivation Level*. Quests. Rewards. A ladder to godhood for anyone willing to climb. Eron sees only empty air. His home stands silent. His family is gone. Only an old silver pendant remains—its runes faintly warm, as though it remembers something he does not. Then the world itself dies and is reborn. Technology perishes in a single apocalyptic roar. Concrete twists into ancient timber and tiled roofs. The modern city becomes something older, crueler—a lawless realm where strength is law and the weak are currency. In the heart of his transformed room lies a single book that was not there before: *The Eternal Path of the Martial Artist*. When he traces its first form, something wild and pure surges through him—for one blinding heartbeat—then vanishes. No screen guides him. No quests promise him power. No one knows what he carries in his blood, what his father did that night, or why the pendant pulses when no one else is watching. To a newborn murim world already crowning its new gods, Eron is nothing. A forgotten boy. A blank space. A mistake. And that is the most dangerous thing of all. Because some paths were never meant to be assigned. Some flames were never meant to be lit by anyone else. And some veils, once torn, cannot be mended. Eron steps forward into the crimson-shadowed wilds. Unbound. Unseen. Unstoppable. The true story begins where every system ends.
Sahil_Ashat · 409 Views

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? Or 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 · 265.6k Views