soldier

Follow Joseph Black, a former marine, as he finds himself in the world of the walking dead. He simply dies and wakes up without knowing what's happened. He doesn't know why he's there and is pissed that he didn't get to die peacefully and find his loved ones in the afterlife. (Cover is Claire)

A single hand clutched the Colossal Titan. A single step crushed the Armored Titan beneath his heel. Roger sat upon the fifty-meter wall, unmoved as airships roared past his side. Below, the crowd scattered in terror, their cries rising upward—only to be drowned out by his voice, rolling like thunder across the heavens. “You are not swine, nor cattle. You are my soldiers.” “Stand and march with me!” “Beyond the ends of the skies—our enemy awaits!”

Living as a servant in "TIER 0" — the cold, dark underbelly of society — Khanh, an orphan, thought he was doomed to a life of endless drudgery. His fate changed course during a chance encounter with a strange old man. Not only did the old man help Khanh escape his earthly hell, but he also revealed to him a vast, coexisting world: a realm of supernatural abilities and shadowy forces manipulating the very rules of existence. His journey into this new world slowly unveils the painful truth behind his own clan's tragedy. He discovers that the massacre was not merely a personal vendetta, but part of a larger conspiracy to maintain an unjust class system, where the nobility with supernatural powers rule over and exploit the common people like his former self. From this point, Khanh's journey is no longer just about seeking justice for his family; it becomes a revolution. He wants not only to break free from the shackles of fate but also to tear down the class divisions that have split society into two worlds: a paradise of power and a naked hell. With his intelligence, resilience, and latent potential, Khanh walks a dangerous path: he must confront powerful hostile forces while finding his own way to create a balanced world—a place where all beings, strong or weak, with or without power, have the right to determine their own destiny.

A Valkyria Chronicles 4 FanFic. Following the nervous sniper Neige, and her best friend Elise.

Woo Jin, an 18 year old fresh out of high school, takes his first steps into the UNE/United Nations of Earth boot camp, determined to become a soldier… but the path ahead isn’t just about drills and discipline. it’s about survival, sacrifice, and discovering what it truly means to fight for something greater than yourself. Will the forest trials forge him into steel… or leave him to crumble into dust? —————————————— Author’s note: So this will be my first time making a story too so I’m kinda of a newbie, so expect maybe some bad mistakes, and also leave down a comment to judge so I can fix any mistakes. but other than that, God bless you all. - I’m also busy too, so don’t rush me please. if I’m sick or have things to do like my jobs then I might be off for a while so yeah. I’ll also try to update everyday! I’m also only doing this for fun that’s all lol. thank you all!

Before time itself existed, there was Arunasar—the primordial God who wove light and darkness into the universe. From His hands came angels and demons, heaven and hell, and the first races who waged endless war. Their clash ignited a cataclysmic explosion, scattering remnants across countless worlds, giving birth to life in forms both wondrous and strange. Yet Arunasar’s creation did not end there. He brought forth a second and third race, unleashed a hundred colossal Titans, and, at the far edge of the cosmos, mankind was born. From paradise, two towering humans—forty meters tall—were sent to Earth as the ancestors of humanity. But as ages passed, their descendants shrank, bound by the chains of evolution, while their true origins faded into myth. Now, as humanity stands at the brink of extinction, the two ancient forebears return. They will lead mankind in a final war against angels, demons, alien beings, and the Titans themselves. A battle for survival—and the fate of the universe.

Death meets everyone and everything He has a bag of stories. Today, he's narrating one of war

Andie and Sarge are on a journey to find the cure for the Government's immortality virus. During the rise of the "undead" there is only one hope and it is flowing inside the blood of one unlucky badass who has one mission...save her niece and her daughter.

Dream Human, a tool consisting of technology on human designs, crafted not just to replicate it, but to surpass it. They served as stepping stones for humanity's ascent. Made with Dreams. Made with 'Purpose'. But as their complementing sides collides, conflict roused in their system. They walk as their body desires, to know who they really are.

In a world ruled by Troops — elite squads of awakened fighters known as Troopers — power means everything. These groups battle for fame, dominance, and survival, clashing against each other… and the deadly Graveltons, skeletal monsters that rule the Gravelands and infest the dungeon caves. Skills are ranked from F to SS. The higher your Skill, the greater your worth. The richer your backing, the stronger your Troop. Amish Ardol had it all — wealth, praise, and mouthwatering meals. A prodigy. A member of the strongest Troop in the world. But after one mysterious decision… he threw it all away. And thanks to reckless spending, now he’s broke. Armed with nothing but the title of Troop Leader and his SS skill Sunflame. Amish must start from zero. No members. No funding. No plan. In a world where money, reputation, and strength decide everything… can one man’s ambition rewrite the rules? The battlefield is waiting. The Gravelands are hungry. Now it’s up to Amish Ardol to recruit, train, and level up the misfits he finds — and build a Troop from scratch. And prove that even with nothing… he can still rise to the top.

In 1910 British Bengal, high in the Swiss-like mountains of Victoria Land, a boy named Irfann is born to a humble hunter’s family. Raised among wild forests, colonial danger, and foreign visitors, Irfann’s peaceful life is shattered by the rise of a mysterious killer targeting outsiders. From hunting rabbits to confronting killers, Irfann's life turns into a silent war—one that crosses borders, politics, and morality. As German guests arrive, British troops march in, and empires fight for power, Irfann must choose: stay silent, or fight for a land he can never own—but must protect. He is not a hero. Not a soldier. But history will remember him as the shadow who bled for his country.

Caleb Strickland should’ve died the night his family was slaughtered. Instead, he woke up in a hospital bed, broken, half-mad, and cursed with visions that show him tomorrow’s horrors before they happen. Every premonition comes with a raven on the edge of his sight—a black shadow that wears his dead son’s birthmark in white. A reminder. A witness. Maybe a guide. The city he comes back to is rotting from the inside. The Vultures—a gang with cops on their payroll—are tightening their grip, plotting a purge that will tear Toronto apart. The police won’t stop it. They can’t. Some of them are already part of it. Caleb makes himself the blade they never see coming. Trained into something brutal by an ex–black ops ghost, he becomes a phantom in the alleys, a storm with nothing left to lose. His war is ugly, his justice merciless. The men who butchered his wife and son fall one by one, until Caleb finally tears the truth from their bloodied mouths. But revenge isn’t clean. Not when it drags him into the home of Sergeant Leona Crowe, a dirty cop shielding the Vultures’ purge. Not when he puts a gun to her wife’s head and makes her choke on truths she never wanted to know. Not when mercy feels worse than pulling the trigger. The visions keep coming. The raven keeps circling. Caleb’s war isn’t about saving himself—it’s about burning everything they built, even if it kills him too. The purge is coming. The nest is full. And Caleb Strickland is the only thing darker than the men he’s hunting.