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The legend of januza Chronicles of Azerin

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.
Tegz01 · 673 Views

Tideborne: The Last Island

They said his face was a gift. Aarav Mehra knew it was a cage. A life measured in jealous glares and shallow praise. A gilded prison he was desperate to escape. One push was all it took. A splash in the dark, a cold descent into oblivion... ...and an awakening under a sky bleeding firozi, lit by two silent moons. He is reborn in the Sundered Isles, a world held together by magic and myth. Found by a girl with starlight in her hair, a warrior with ice in his veins, and a captain with a storm in her eyes. Liora, the healer. Kael, the blade. Mara, the anchor. His first friends. His only hope. An ancient compass flares to life in his presence, branding him with a new name: Tideborne. A chosen one. A pawn of destiny. A path forward paved with impossible trials, leading to a mythical, final island. For the first time, Aarav has a choice that matters. He chooses the storm. To survive, he must be reforged. In the brutal grace of Kael's twin blades, he finds his stance. In the gentle whispers of Liora's Aether, he finds his power. And in the quiet moments between battles, in her eyes, he finds something he never thought he'd have: a reason. This is a love born not of looks, but of shared scars and silent understanding. But every light casts a shadow. A faceless "Master" haunts their wake, a puppeteer pulling the very strings of the Tide. Pirates are sent as pawns, and his guiding compass flickers with a malevolent, crimson light. How do you follow your destiny when your map is lying to you? The journey is a crucible. An island of living trees. A city of shattered glass. A maelstrom that births monsters. With each trial, he earns a Sigil—a brand of power marking his soul. But his true battle is fought in the mirror, against the boy who believed he was worthless. His path ends at Antima, the Last Island, where the final enemy isn't a demon or a king... but a tired guardian chained to a sorrowful duty. The prophecy demands a sacrifice. Aarav chooses to shatter it. He will not destroy. He will heal. He will not return. He will build. This is the story of a boy who fell through one world to finally find his place in another. This is Tideborne.
Nikki_78 · 11.9k Views

Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 263.4k Views