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Carlotta's Daily Report

After waking up in a world of magic, knighthood, and alchemy, Carlotta finds herself with an unexpected gift: an intelligence system that feeds her daily updates, secrets, rumors, and even hidden dangers unfolding around her. Yesterday’s intel was especially eventful. Mrs. Thea Ashfield, an eccentric alchemist, tossed away an old tool called the Rose Thorn late last night, left forgotten in a trash bin just south of the academy. Meanwhile, a new restaurant at No. 56 Fame Street is quickly becoming the talk of the town, fresh ingredients, great prices, and a steak that people are already calling legendary. Not all food fared as well though: most of the caramel bread in the academy cafeteria turned out to be leftovers from days ago. (Still edible, just… don’t expect miracles.) Teacher Estelle Marlowe pulled an all-nighter preparing the upcoming magic exam. Rumor has it the questions are no joke this time. Then came the serious alerts. One warned of a wanted criminal hiding in the Fame District, with a bounty of thirty thousand Orrae on their head. The other was more personal, Headmistress Viviana Richards’s lost dog was about to be shipped off by dog traders through the port. Thanks to Carlotta’s timely tip-off, the headmistress was able to rescue her beloved pet just in time. ###### Some Tags: Female Protagonist, Card Magic, System, Daily Intelligence, Genius Main Character, Focused Main Character, Academy, Intelligent Main Character
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Dun Aviut

Long before kingdoms rose and history found its voice, Aresedal endured a cataclysm so devastating that all records of it were scorched from the world. The War of the Black Tide swept in from the far eastern sea—an invasion of shadow, storm-born beasts, or something far stranger. No two stories agree on what marched from the waves… only that it nearly ended all life. Salvation came in the form of a nameless figure remembered only as the First Protector, who waded into the roaring tides and lifted a wall of radiant power across the horizon. The empire calls it the Vaelorian Barrier—the greatest miracle ever gifted to mankind. A thousand years later, the world has forgotten the war. The Barrier stands distant and unseen. And on the lonely eastern coast, the Tower of Enclosure endures storms, centuries, and silence. Arden Vaelorian, heir to a lineage bound to the tower’s deepest secrets, grew up in the shadow of mysteries no one would explain: the sealed chambers beneath the earth, the pale elders fading into ritual and fear, and the quiet tragedies that claimed his family one by one. Trained in ancient arts older than empires, he alone knows how to read the signs others ignore. And the signs have returned. The coast trembles. The air grows heavy. Something shifts in the deep. While the empire laughs off old legends, Arden hears what his ancestors feared most— A whisper rising from the east. A whisper of stirring power.. A whisper of awakening... Warning: this book contains blood and gore. reader's discretion is advised
Baledifent · 14.4k Views

The Blasphemous Way

Beyond life and death. Beyond heaven and earth. Beyond suffering itself — lies the only truth worth seeking.” On the day the heavens bled, Li Qiong stood alone against the world. Surrounded by thousands of immortals — righteous sects, divine patriarchs, sword saints — he stood atop Blackpine Sky Ridge, bloodied yet unbowed. His cultivation was in shambles. His body was broken. His soul burned away like a candle. And yet… he laughed. For he had already seen through it all. Li Qiong was no villain, no hero, no martyr. He was a seeker. A sage. A man who had walked farther than any other on the endless path — and glimpsed a truth so vast, so profound, that even the heavens themselves feared it. While others cultivated for power, for status, for petty notions of righteousness or vengeance… Li Qiong pursued one thing, and one thing only: True immortality. The door beyond. The answer to life, to death, to suffering itself. For centuries he endured in silence. Patient. Persistent. He bled, and knelt, and climbed — each step closer to the ultimate truth. Until the day came when even heaven itself tried to stop him. And he smiled, because he understood: To sever heaven is not to rebel. It is to to be free. But his story did not end with his fall. When the heavens burned and his body turned to ash, his eyes opened once more — in the body of his younger self, before it all began. Armed with the wisdom of countless lifetimes and the unyielding Will of a sage, he takes the path again — this time not merely to climb beyond heaven… but to tear open the final door, and step through. Even the heavens cannot shackle one who has already broken free.
Ciaran_Godheart · 32.7k Views