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B.U.D.D.I.E.S. : Origins

An Epic of Dragons, Wolves, Magic, and Cosmic War Across the vast expanse of the multiverse lies the B.U.D.D.I.E.S., a colossal intergalactic organization sworn to defend all known worlds. It is a place where soldiers, mystics, werewolves, inventors, and legends from thousands of civilizations train together in towering space fortresses the size of small planets. Among these rising recruits are six unlikely heroes: • Danny — A young man with unimaginable power buried in his blood, haunted by a past he doesn’t fully understand. • Swift — A silver-blooded prodigy struggling to master the dragon within. • Jake — The bronze-born underdog with a limitless heart. • Shadeclaw — A shadow-wielding wolf warrior fighting both his instincts and his destiny. • Jade — A street-born brawler whose fists hit like artillery. • Mira — A fierce lone wolf from a shattered homeland, determined to carve her own path. Thrown together in the galaxy’s toughest training program, these six cadets quickly discover that the multiverse is far more dangerous—and far more wondrous—than any of them imagined. Across endless battlefields, colossal space cruisers, and ancient super-structures forgotten by time, they confront: • Deadly tournaments • Interdimensional monsters • Rogue experiments • Infiltrating dark operatives • Forbidden elemental powers • And secrets older than the universe itself But deeper still, beyond the reach of ordinary eyes, a storm is gathering. The Elemental Lords, godlike beings wielding rings forged of pure primal force, seek dominion over creation. Their power is growing, their ambitions rising, and their eyes have turned toward the one thing the multiverse cannot afford to lose— Danny. As ancient sigils tremble and galaxies shift in the balance, friendships will be tested, loyalties strained, and destinies forged in fire. Each cadet must confront who they are, what they fear most, and what it truly means to stand together against forces that could unmake reality itself. This is a story of evolution, sacrifice, found family, and the unstoppable spirit of those who refuse to surrender—no matter how vast the enemy, how dark the odds, or how violent the coming storm. B.U.D.D.I.E.S.: ORIGINS Where heroes aren’t born— they’re forged.
Gene_Johnson_9742 · 20.5k Views

Fate: I Just Want to Die and Sit on the Throne of Heroes

I crossed into the world of Type Moon and, for some reason, the Root itself recognized me. As long as I die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become its lord, an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants. So, in order to die, I started acting like a complete fool across the Nasuverse. I cursed Gilgamesh to his face in Uruk, challenged almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, proclaimed in Israel that Solomon was a demon god instead of a holy king, and even stood at Morgan’s side in Britain. Yet for some reason I am still alive. By 1994, Fuyuki City, history has given me a ridiculous list of titles: the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the miracle worker supported by Prince Camelot. On top of the Fuyuki Bridge, a young yet world weary Lovi sits on the railing, staring at the city lights and sighing. “Tell me, what exactly went wrong? Or you could just kill me here and let me finally ascend to the Throne of Heroes. Please.” Kiritsugu Emiya lights a cigarette, glances at Artoria holding the Holy Spear, at the treasury of the King unfolding beside Gilgamesh, at the crimson spear tip reaching out from the distant Kingdom of Shadows. The cigarette in his hand trembles slightly.
FanficLord03 · 200k Views

Fragments Of Divinity: The Age Of Gods

The Shattered Sky stretches endlessly above, a tapestry of light and shadow, of creation and decay. I have walked among gods, borne fragments of fire, water, clarity, and shadow, and survived trials that could have broken not only my body, but my soul. Each fragment pulses within me, alive with power—but also with whispers. The fire speaks of courage, the water of understanding, the clarity of truth, and the shadow… of secrets and temptation. Together, they sing a song both beautiful and dangerous, a reminder that power is never free. I have seen fallen deities, gods who succumbed to pride, sorrow, or despair. Their ruin reflects what may yet befall me. And yet, I have also seen mercy triumph, courage endure, and choices that shape not just one life, but countless worlds. Some call me hero. Some whisper I am the bridge between realms. But I know the truth: I am mortal, flawed, and fragile. The fragments have granted me strength—but every action, every decision, carries weight. Even now, I feel the subtle pull of their hunger, a shadow in my heart that could grow if I falter. And yet… hope remains. Hope in those I have saved, in the lives yet to be touched, in the possibility that even amidst divine chaos, choices matter. I am Eryndor, bearer of the Shattered Sky, mortal and bridge, flawed yet determined. The Age of Gods continues, unpredictable, unforgiving, eternal. The trials ahead will demand more than courage or strength—they will demand wisdom, restraint, and heart. And perhaps, just perhaps, they will demand sacrifice. I do not know what waits in the next fractured realm, or the one beyond that. But I know this: as long as I endure, as long as I choose, the fragments endure with me—and the story of the Age of Gods continues. For in the end, it is not only power, but choice, that defines legend. And I… I have chosen to endure. --- This epilogue: Acknowledges the peril and corruption inherent in the fragments. Keeps hope alive, reflecting Eryndor’s courage and moral growth. Leaves the saga open, creating tension and anticipation for future trials. Balances mythic grandeur with personal stakes and mortality.
Ze_N9n · 4.3k Views

Chronicles of Azerin:Battle of the Gods

The official sequel to the legend of januza return of the Devourer Renji Kurogane’s awakening began slowly born not from revelation, but from suffering. Each time he fell into despair, each time death brushed against him, something ancient stirred within his soul. Pain acted like a key..... Agony like a whisper..... And every moment he fought to survive unlocked a small, fractured piece of the power he had forgotten. But it was always incomplete scattered memories, unstable strength, glimpses of a life that wasn’t supposed to exist. Everything changed the day his closest friend, Choji Namikaze, died in the battle against the king of the generals , an apostle of the azerin And everything transformed the moment Choji was reborn. That miracle shattered the final seal inside Renji. In an instant, a surge of divine awareness erupted through him, tearing apart the identity he believed he had His full memories returned not human memories, but the memories of Januza, an ancient being who once went against gods and shaped the foundation of existence . The truth hit him like a tidal wave: he had not been gaining new powers… he had been reclaiming what was originally his buy only in fragments With his awakening came clarity. The looming catastrophe the world had feared, the one the gods of creation had warned about, was built upon a lie. The hunters themselves were preparing for the wrong war. The threat was never about them. Renji’s memories as Januza were never meant to awaken unless his brother did so first. And now, Azerin had risen. Azerin, the God of Corruption. A cosmic being who existed far above the gods of creation, a force capable of corrupting universes with a thought. Renji realized with horror that the true battle wasn’t divine against mortal, or creation against destruction no it was something else it was brother against brother corruption against destruction Azerin had awakened first, and with him came a wave of corruption powerful enough to consume existence itself. His intention was absolute: wipe away all life and rebuild the universe in his twisted image. Only Januza could stop him. And Renji Kurogane was Januza reborn. No longer believing himself a mere vessel, Renji accepts the truth.his human life was a fragment, a quiet reincarnation meant to keep him hidden until the right moment. That moment is now. To face Azerin, Renji must reclaim the full power he once possessed, mend the shattered pieces of his identity and despair and must now rise once more as the being he was always meant to be. The fate of every world hangs on whether Renji can become Januza again and regain his full powers before his brother’s corruption consumes the universe forever.
Tegzharem · 5.7k Views