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Gods of Pangaeos

In the mist before GENESIS, Fate and Chance and Others cast tolls upon their names, while the chalice did burn and churn whose crown should be. And he that won strode through the mist unto YOD-VAV-HEH and cried: “Lo, wake upon the mist and create the heavens and the earth and make gods for me, for I have won over the crown and thy mist is mine to rule.” And so as the cry was heard Fate and Chance and Others bowed, But whether it was Fate or Chance or Another that won the cast of the tolls before GENESIS—none-knoweth. .............................................................. Welcome to Gods of Pangaeos. ​This work is a reimagining of the creation myth, written as a stylistic marriage between the liturgical structure of Genesis and the high-fantasy, rhythmic prose of Lord Dunsany’s The Gods of Pegāna. ​In this world, the Creator is a sleeper, and the world we know is merely a "Game" played by smaller, whimsical deities during His slumber. You will find echoes of our own earth’s deep past—Pangaea, Panthalassa, and Gondwana—woven into a tapestry of myth and "The Word." ​A Note on Style: The text uses archaic phrasing and repetitive structures to mimic ancient holy books. If the gods seem cruel or indifferent, remember: to them, we are but the pieces on a board. ​I hope you enjoy the "Game." ​Art Disclaimer ​Cover Illustration: "MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI" by Sidney Sime (1906). ​ ​Note on the Artwork: The illustration used for this cover is a masterpiece by Sidney Sime, originally created for Lord Dunsany’s The Gods of Pegāna. As this artwork was published over 100 years ago, it resides in the Public Domain. ​While the image originally depicted the deity Mana-Yood-Sushai, it has been chosen for this work to represent the Great Stillness of YOD-VAV-HEH. I use this art as a tribute to the golden age of mythic illustration that inspired the tone of Gods of Pangaeos.
Kai_The_Author · 4.5k Views

HER TRIALS HIS TEMPTATION

The heavens do not bleed; they burn. When the King of the Skies lost his heart to the earth, his grief shattered the mortal realm. But he did not seek a replacement, he sought a vessel. With a roar of thunder, he reached down and pressed a silver brand into the skin of a newborn babe, a mark that would pulse with a fevered heat as she grew, a constant, aching reminder that her body was never truly her own. For years, she lived as a ghost, an untouchable prize for a God who had not yet come to collect. She was an outcast in a village that feared the storm in her blood, unaware that the mark on her waist was a bridge between her skin and his divine hunger. But the Sky is not the only power that watches her. While the King waited in the heights for his harvest of fire, another voice whispered secrets of bone and blood into her ear. While the world threw stones, she learned the language of the roots and the hidden, thrumming rhythm of her own desire. Now, the child of the storm has grown. She carries the emerald mercy of a healer in her palms and the violet wrath of a God in her veins. She has stepped out of the cage of her childhood and into a realm where her presence is a spark in a room full of powder. She was born to be a sacrifice. She was raised to be a bride. But as the silver mark on her skin begins to burn with a new, predatory intensity, she realizes the King doesn't just want her soul. He wants the woman she has become. The King is watching. His patience is fraying. And the lightning is coming.
Nicoletta_Dera · 10.8k Views

Little Moon Of The Red Pavilion

In the heart of the capital stands the Red Pavilion, the most beautiful and infamous courtesan house of the empire. Within its crimson halls lives Qin Yuehuang, a quiet young man born to a legendary courtesan who died giving him life. Raised among silk, music, and whispered desires, he grows up belonging to a world that was never meant for someone like him. But Yuehuang carries a secret no one knows. On nights when the moon rules the sky during the full moon and the new moon he becomes Yuehua, a breathtaking courtesan whose beauty captivates the entire dynasty. Yet unlike all others, Yuehua never allows a man to touch her, never performs for anyone, and remains wrapped in mystery. The capital is obsessed with her, but none can claim her. Before the Spring Festival, fate shifts. In the daylight world, Qin Yuehuang encounters the gentle and intelligent Crown Prince, and an unexpected bond begins to bloom between two lonely souls. But that same night, under lanterns and moonlight, Yuehua crosses paths with a ruthless and powerful General of Flame City, a man feared across the empire and a dangerous spark ignites. Two men. Two identities. One heart caught between love, lies, and destiny. As both men fall for different faces of the same person, Yuehuang is pulled into a web of forbidden desire, hidden truths, and a past far darker than the Red Pavilion itself. Behind his beauty lies a secret that could shake the dynasty… and destroy everyone who loves him.
The_keshav01 · 10.6k Views

on Haitus 2

Aryan was the "Golden Boy" of the Indian tech scene—until the people he trusted most cut his throat. In a sterile boardroom in Mumbai, his best friend and his lead investor didn't just fire him; they stripped him of his dignity, his shares, and his life’s work. As his heart failed under the crushing weight of their greed, Aryan realized the truth: In the world of modern business, being a "good founder" is just another way of saying you're a "good lamb." But the universe isn't finished with him. Aryan wakes up ten years in the past, back in 2016. He’s broke, he’s in a tiny apartment, and he’s holding a cracked laptop. But this time, he isn't alone. A glowing, imperial interface hovers in the air—the [Chakravartin Business System]. The System offers him a path that no MBA could ever teach. It grants him the strategies of the Gupta Empire, the legendary "Golden Age" of India. To win, Aryan must stop playing by the rules of Silicon Valley and start playing by the rules of Emperors. He must hunt down the Ten Gems—the SSR-tier geniuses hidden in the shadows of the corporate world. A disgraced architect of code, a ruthless master of logistics, a legendary keeper of the mint—together, they will form his Imperial Council. But building an empire costs more than money. Aryan is haunted by the memories of his future: the face of the woman he loved who was forced to marry his rival, the family he neglected, and the crushing loneliness of power. Can he build his "Pataliputra" without becoming the very monster who killed him? Every decision is a gamble. Every contract is a battlefield. As Aryan’s influence grows, his enemies from the future begin to notice a "ghost" in the market—a shadow player who knows their every move before they make it. The Paper Kings are gathering their armies. The corporate siege is coming. Will Aryan unite the "Four Quarters" of the market, or is he destined to die in a boardroom once again? Why You Need to Read This: * The "Face-Slapping": Watch arrogant billionaire heirs get dismantled by ancient strategies they don't understand. * The System Mechanics: Recruiting "SSR-Tier" employees and leveling up an entire company like a character in an RPG. * The Emotional Core: A man struggling to fix the mistakes of his past life while trying to survive the cutthroat present. * The Knowledge: Every chapter reveals a secret of the "Gupta Playbook"—real business tactics used by history's greatest rulers. Author Notes: I am working on fixing the books. Sorry for inconvenience!!!!
Mr_Pro · 2.8k Views