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Supernatural Rampage Undying ¥ombat Legends

"Die Mentally Rise Physically Rampage Eternally a thirst for Undying ¥ombat" In 6077 Kevin Leister, a fearful and paranoid fifteen-year-old, is forever changed when the Mythical Matrix bonds with him, awakening the destructive mantle of the Supernatural Rampager. What begins as terror soon becomes destiny, as Kevin is thrust into a war against forces that defy death itself. He is not alone. Fighting beside him are Wyatt Freeman, his loyal best friend; Peter Shotstock, a foul-mouthed, battle-hardened ex-soldier; and Nathan Moya, a cunning illusionist . Together, they uncover the truth of the White-Blue Heart Pillar, a relic said to grant salvation or escape from mortality, and the Garden Behind the Fence, a paradise guarded by unspeakable terror. Powers emerge from "The Shattering," a cataclysmic event eons ago when an ancient, pillar fragmented into countless "Glimmer Shards"—ethereal shards of reality-warping essence that rained across the universe and landed on earth. These Glimmers bonded randomly with humans upon awakening, triggered by personal trauma, near-death, or rare celestial alignments called seals. Humans alike become Wrathborn/Legends, but each receives a distinct power flavored by their biology and psyche: a human's hot headed personality might channel hellfire manipulation. This origin ensures asymmetry—no two powers are identical—while tying all to a hidden cosmic horror lurking in the fragments.
NxthanThe99th · 18.7k Views

PAWNS RISE AGAINST THE STRINGS

Crestwood used to be peaceful. Now people lock their doors before sunset. The town has become consumed by a string of brutal murders, each victim connected in ways the police fail to understand. To everyone else, the deaths seem random. But Aubrey knows better. There’s a pattern hidden beneath the bloodshed—something watching, choosing, waiting. And when the pattern begins circling her, she realizes she was never outside of it. Desperate for answers, Aubrey gathers the friends she trusts most, only to uncover a terrifying truth: all of them are connected by something far deeper than coincidence. Their lives, their encounters, even the tragedies that shaped them feel orchestrated, as though they had been guided toward one another long before they were born. But the deeper they dig, the more reality itself begins to unravel. Because behind Crestwood lies something far worse than a murderer. There are forces moving beyond human sight—silent influences shaping lives, steering choices, and bending fate toward an outcome only they understand. To them, people are nothing more than expendable positions in a larger design, living entire lives unaware they were never truly in control. Everything was proceeding exactly as intended. Until one of them changed. Among Aubrey’s group, one fate begins drifting beyond what was planned, triggering a chain reaction no one foresaw. What should have remained controllable becomes unpredictable. Dangerous. For the first time, something within the system is no longer obeying the role it was given. And if even one pawn can move on its own… Then the ones controlling the board may finally learn what fear feels like.
Anvata_Fableseed · 171.1k Views

Fate: I'm Not A Master, I'm A Director

“Director Matou, the magical effects in your fantasy film looked incredibly realistic! How did you pull them off?” “They were real magic,” Shinji replied without missing a beat. “Director Matou, your historical drama was praised for its uncanny accuracy. How did you manage that?” “I had direct consultation from the people who lived in that era.” “Director, in your tokusatsu films, why does the Ultraman-like hero always use Bajiquan in combat?” “Well, that’s because the actor playing him is none other than the founder of Bajiquan himself.” “Director Matou, why do the female leads in all your films look so… similar? Especially all those Arturia actresses with the same name and face?” “That, my friend, is a long story. And it all begins with a certain mushroom-headed man—” “......” . . . . . Shinji Matou. A prodigious talent in the world of film, a renegade magi who defied the orthodoxy of the Clock Tower, and an eccentric summoner who had long since stopped pretending to get along with his own Servant. A director who blended modern cinema with ancient magecraft. A magus who saw the silver screen as a new kind of reality marble. He stood boldly before a press conference filled with journalists, film critics, and confused magi alike. “I am the greatest Master among Directors—and the greatest Director among Masters!” He declared it like a line straight out of his own movie, with all the pomp and confidence of a man who had rewritten the rules of both cinema and sorcery. The hall fell into an awkward silence. And then, in perfect unison, a thunderous cry echoed from behind the curtains— “SHUT UP AND GET LOST!” ×N A chorus of exasperated Servants, all fed up with his antics. Shinji didn’t flinch. He simply smirked, adjusted his director’s beret, and turned back to the flashing cameras. "Good! Now let’s roll the cameras! Scene one—reality itself."
Medusa_Fic · 665k Views