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Douluo: Trinity, I Traverse the Timeline

Reborn into the world of Douluo Dalu, I exist across three different eras at once. Su Ming split into three selves, each falling upon a different point along the river of time. Spanning twenty thousand years and weaving plans across three ages, he paves his path toward becoming a God King. In the era before Martial Souls existed, he awakened the Body Martial Soul. In the age where mental power was needed to seize the Dream Spirit’s fortune, he awakened the Soulforce Martial Soul. And in the age of the Silver Dragon King’s emergence, he awakened the Elemental Control Martial Soul. "I must have been set up by capital itself." Master: “Using oneself as a Martial Soul? What kind of useless trash Martial Soul is that? Probably weaker than my Luo Sanpao!” Tang San: “Didn’t Teacher say his Martial Soul body was fragile, a waste soul? Then why can’t my hidden weapons even scratch him? And what’s with that armor he wears—it feels more like his Martial Soul than his actual body!” Huo Yuhao: “Just what is his Martial Soul? These soulforce lines stretch out and somehow become part of the heavens and earth?” Tang Wulin: “Can someone explain to me why, as a spiritual-type Soul Master, his strength surpasses mine?” "I pierce through past and future, drawing upon the past, seizing the future. As three-in-one, even a God King is nothing before me!" "Tang San, come out and die!" === English isn’t my first language, and I don’t own anything. Read advanced chapters here: (+50 Advanced Chapter) patreon.com/CNBLUE Raw:斗罗:三位一体,我贯穿了时间线
CNBLUE · 1.3m Views

Dr Blessed - In MHA With Lord Of Mysteries System

What if the greatest mystery behind Quirks isn’t their beginning—but their end? … Raised in a secret underground lab, experimented upon, and robbed of a childhood, Luke’s gift isn’t flashy strength. It is Bioalchemy — a Quirk that bestows Quirks… but only by unraveling the laws of biology. Eight years after the Final War, as a price of his freedom, he is forced into a Quirk Marriage with Momo Yaoyorozu—the one person who would see him as more than just a tool for others’ ambitions. But before their child—the perfect fusion of creation and life—is born, a betrayal steals their future. Fire. Screams. Ashes. And then—nothing. In death, Luke awakens in the Gray Castle seated before an incomprehensible entity—Mr. Fool. “A price is exacted for what fate bestows,” Mr. Fool says, offering resurrection — on one condition — Luke will become His Blessed and must spread His faith. Eleven years in the past, a young Luke finds himself facing a notification— [Congratulations! Welcome to the Lord of Mysteries System! You have unlocked Sequence 9: Seer, Marauder, Apprentice.] With knowledge from his previous life and his new powers, Luke will defy fate and reshape the future, uncovering mysteries beyond Quirks — Conformity? Singularity? A war that has ruled this world since the dawn of Quirks and beyond? With a foul-mouthed raven, named Nyx, and his memories as companions, Luke must spread Mr. Fool’s faith, while uncovering the dark secrets related to his and his family’s death. In a world swaying on the edge of something far greater than Heroes and Villains, Luke must walk the line between science and divinity, justice and madness. Because this time— — he alone will decide how the story ends. ******************* Note: Luke is not a villain. However, as the story progresses, he ends up becoming a gray character with questionable actions in the eyes of Heroes, Villains, and himself If you would like to read something truly villainous, check out my other fic: Chaos and Order - A Multiverse Fanfic, featuring Kai as the Blood Demon in a Multiverse setting!
droopyauthor · 1.3m Views

Before The First Word

Disclaimer: [Slow Burn], [Prose Heavy] Before God spoke the first word, something else was already there. Before the angels were made, before the Heavenly Host drew their first breath, before the seventy-two were bound and the wars were fought and the prayers were written -- there was something sleeping in the bedrock of the world. Something that had culled the primordial chaos down to silence, that had cleared the void so completely that when God arrived, He built His entire creation in the space it left behind. It did not know this. It was asleep. It has been asleep for longer than history has words for. Until an archaeologist with a family secret she'd rather not think about falls through the wrong floor in the Negev desert -- and something that predates the concept of morning opens its eyes. His name is Vothanael, Elkaius in some translations, and in some, He is the Primordial Extinction. He has no language, no framework, no model of what he is. He does not know that the stone wall beside his resting place holds layers of pre-language scripture, the deepest of which contains a message from God Himself -- a confession, a grief, and an instruction nobody has carried out yet. He does not know that the Heavenly Host and the Seventy-Two Demons have been at war for centuries in the world above him. He does not know that both sides are about to find out he exists. What he knows is this: there is a woman with stone dust on her hands who gave him the word for sun on the first morning, and a house that is becoming something he does not have a word for yet, and a wall full of things written for him before writing existed. He is learning the words. One by one. Carefully. *The war above him is about to become very inconsequential in the grand scheme of things*
KaI_AlistaiR · 39.7k Views