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13th Olympian

Time-Travel to the Medieval: A Fantasy Adventure of an American Girl

Emily Smith, a 22-year-old history student from a university in Los Angeles, accidentally travels back to 13th-century England. She unknowingly enters a strange "Fate Correction System" and is sent into an ancient legend as the female lead. According to the system, the original owner of this world shares the same name as Emily. She was an unloved noblewoman, and according to fate, she was supposed to have a one-night affair with the most powerful Duke of England, Edmund de Montfort, on a full moon night. This led to an unexpected pregnancy and her expulsion from her family. Five years later, she was to return with her genius son, going through some struggles before reconciling with the Duke, eventually being treated like a queen. However, due to a system malfunction, the original owner learned about her fate in advance and deliberately avoided the Duke, disrupting the balance of the world. Therefore, Emily was tasked with fixing this. The system arranged for Emily to be sent to the night when she was supposed to meet the Duke — after a grand castle banquet. According to the plan, she would mistakenly enter the wrong room after drinking wine laced with aphrodisiac herbs. An hour later, as the system watched Emily lying on the bed, flushed with color, it asked, "Host, when will you carry out your mission?" Emily replied slowly, "Wait, let me first get used to the clothes of this era... This corset is killing me." Five hours later, the system, seeing Emily finally get up, urged, "Host, it’s not too late! The Duke is in the tower next door, his door isn’t locked because of a broken lock. You need to go now!" Emily casually pushed open the door next door, and found herself face to face with Edmund de Montfort, the Duke, who was handling estate matters under candlelight. The system was excited: "Go for it, Host!" Edmund furrowed his brow, coldly saying, "Who are you? How dare you break into my private chamber?" Emily looked at the plate of delicate honey cakes on his desk and couldn’t help but swallow her saliva. "I’m your wife, five years from now." "I’ve answered your question. Can I have a reward now? A piece of cake, the one on your left, it looks so sweet." Edmund hesitated for a moment before nodding and ringing a bell to summon a servant. "Bring another plate of honey cakes, the best ones." The system: "…" Edmund couldn’t forget the mysterious woman who had broken into his room. At a grand royal ball, they met again. This time, Emily was drunk and staggered over, hugging him tightly and refusing to let go. Edmund smirked: "Is this some trick of ‘catching me by pretending to be weak’?" Before long, Emily’s little brother appeared, apologizing and trying to pull her away. "Sorry, Duke de Montfort, my sister recently... um... has a strange condition where she believes she's a forest animal and wants to hug tall people for warmth." Edmund was silent for a moment. "It’s fine. I’ll reluctantly endure it." Little brother: "Are you sure?" Edmund: "Yes." An hour later… "Miss Emily, could you wake up?" "My legs are numb." "…" After giving up on Emily for a while, the system returned to fix the aftermath. But it discovered something unexpected: Emily’s biased noble parents were no longer biased and had completely turned into doting parents. The originally villainous younger brother did not go down an evil path but instead became the most popular court poet. The original cannon fodder female antagonist had become Emily's sister, and they were running a business together in harmony. As for the male lead, Duke Edmund, he had long since embraced his beautiful wife, pampering her like a treasure. The entire medieval world ran smoothly with no signs of collapse. System: "How did she do it? By eating, sleeping, and modern-day ideas??" Modern American girl’s laid-back life vs. the high-and-cold Duke’s broken persona. The original world fell apart, and in the new world, everyone got a fresh start.
digaga_lei · 1.1K Views

The Beginning's End

Caelus Thorne was born into a good family. But at thirteen, he lost everything that was his parents. The cause? Unknown. The memories? Gone. Yet he didn't care about his past; rather, he focused on the present and the future. One day before his 16th birthday, he saw a garden from his dreams, where beauty is born from rot, and death blooms in the form of blood-red spider lilies. His parents, long dead under unknown circumstances, appeared in visions too grotesque to be mere memories-like, visions that tear through the veil of reality like butterfly wings made of shadow and flame. Caelus is dying, and he has known about it for as long as he can remember. Plagued by a mysterious illness that no doctor can explain, he survives each day on sheer willpower and the warmth of the one person who refuses to leave his side: his sole friend, Uriel Evernight, heiress to a family that would rather see him gone. Now, on the eve of his sixteenth birthday, he revisits the amusement park where his parents died, also the site of his 13th birthday. When Uriel proposed to him, a huge incident occurred, awakening his affinity. After that incident, he discovered the unknown world he inhabits through the academy he was sent to by the Awakeners Association. But who would have thought that the path he chose would turn him into a criminal? ... This novel doesn't have a system, no level-ups, and nothing else; everything must be accomplished through hard work or talent. There is a system-like feature only to track their abilities and ranks, which will exist in their cores. Next, there will be a lot of gore, and even in the first chapter, there is plenty of it. So, it is a warning for people who doesn't want any gore, the gore is huge in my novel. The main character will be a villain, as the tag suggests, and he will not become a villain directly; rather, through the progression of the novel, he will become one he may not be in the beginning. There is only a little romance, so I didn't put the tag, and the romance is for the sake of the plot. Chapter words: Max - unknown number of words Min - 1500 words
The_Nameless_ · 23.6K Views

The Abandoned One : Rise Of The Exiled Prince

Betrayed by blood. Banished by fate. Bound to conquer. Kaelion Vel’Rath, the 13th Prince of the mighty Aetherion Empire, was born to a lowly palace servant, mocked, scorned, and disregarded by the imperial elite. Yet with nothing but his modern mind from a forgotten world called Earth, he rose through the empire’s ranks, earning the emperor’s favor and transforming cities with knowledge centuries ahead of its time. But brilliance breeds envy. Framed for treason by his jealous siblings, Kaelion was exiled through the empire’s ancient Teleportation Gate. Yet in secret, the coordinates were tampered with… and instead of exile, he was cast into the heart of the unknown, a savage, forgotten continent at the edge of the Infinite World. There, on the brink of death, he awakens to an impossible miracle: A tower..invisible to all but him..embedded in his soul. Within its countless floors lie forbidden spells, lost techniques, ancient war maps, treasure realms, and blueprints of weapons that once shattered empires. At its heart, a mysterious spirit named Jade whispers: “Rise, abandoned one. The Infinite World awaits its new ruler.” From nothing, he will build a kingdom. From ashes, he will forge an empire. From betrayal, he will become the storm that shakes the heavens. This is the saga of the abandoned prince... who will conquer the Infinite. ------------ #AbandonedProtagonist #KingdomBuilding #CheatSystem #Reincarnation #WeakToStrong #MagicAndKnights #TowerInMind #Betrayal #EmpireBuilding #HiddenLegacy #WarAndConquest #StrategicGenius #SecretWorld #FantasyAdventure #OverpoweredMC
Mysterious_Ghost · 4.5K Views

The 13th Kingdom: Reincarnation

- That Time They Reincarnated a Rapper - You’d think dying would be the worst part. Not for Jean Vinson. After a brutal end in his previous life, Jean wakes up in a wild new world where music is magic, souls are power sources, and gods walk among mortals. Now known as Xiro Mikazuki, he finds himself on the outside of Gaia’s cutthroat society, armed with only old memories, a mental disorder-turned-power up, and a smart-ass attitude that just might get him killed—again. Thrown into deadly trials, divine politics, and twisted battles that remix soul, genre, and grit, Xiro must navigate a world where faith empowers, fame kills, and failure means eternal silence. The system’s rigged, the deities are watching—and they’re betting on him to lose. But they clearly forgot: He’s not here to play fair. He’s trying to create his paradise by any means necessary. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The 13th Kingdom: Reincarnation is more than just another isekai — it’s an evolution of the genre. It refuses to follow standard tropes and instead blends the music industry’s highs and lows, Black cultural identity, divine spirituality, and shonen-style power systems into something deeply personal and original. At its core, this is a story of healing through power, rage, and love, driven by the ghost of the past and the burdens of greatness. Xiro’s arc — from lost, damaged artist to rising Godlike force — is never clean or idealized. It's traumatic, hilarious, angry, vulgar, and transcendent. What to expect: - A Love Letter to Hip-Hop, Anime, and Fantasy Games. - OP Protagonist with infinite potential and a savage attitude. - System Mechanics wrapped in magic and science. - Divine Politics & Soul Wars that upend every trope. - Witty, Smart-Mouth Narration in full AAVE effect. Patreon.com/CreativeZoneComics - Read ahead a week when you join for free or one of the support tiers. 10 chapter advancement, bonus chapters, artwork, character design, and a community chat with more to come can be found here. Learn more about Gaia and the Prime Realm System with behind-the-scenes insight and posts, and access to the publicly released chapters a day early. - Weekly Chapter Release - Every Friday. Join the support tier to avoid the wait for the public release.
xmwebster · 48.3K Views

Cronus' system: Against the gods

If you're reading this, then chances are you're drawn to tales of Greek mythological characters and monsters . Update schedule: 2-3 chaps per day Ding {System notification} God of War, Ares, hath been vanquished {+one million exp points} "What the heck! I just defeated a god and I got only a million exp? Cronus, you stingy ancient relic! I’ll get you for this!" Rex yelled. "Verily, thou hast bested but the god of mere skirmishes, Ares. Prithee, speak not of billions in reward 'til thou doth lay low Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades. Until then, relish thy modest crumbs, mortal!" "Talk normally!" Rex screamed You’ve merely vanquished the god of brawls, Ares. When you manage to take down Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades, then we can talk about real rewards. Until then, enjoy your pocket change!" "Okay, now I even hate it when you speak normally!" Rex facepalmed ************** Pandora's box has been opened! Woe unto humans!! The entertainment of the gods has just begun!!! Years after the titans were defeated at the hands of the Olympians, humanity started to awaken abilities that made them accomplish feats that would have been only possible in Superhero movies. Yet "evil must accompany good," as monsters also began to emerge on Earth. Amidst all of this, an orphan boy named Rex fails to awaken anything, as if this isn’t enough, a pitiful end soon follows him, but it seemed as if fate hadn’t forsaken him yet, as the very depths began call for him, ***Young one, You have inherited my will*** But great power comes at a great cost
ARCADIAN · 192.2K Views

KRAVEN CHRONICLES

MYTHS, LEGENDS, CHRONICLES AND TALES OF WAR: They whisper from the scorched earth and the drowned depths, etched on crumbling steel and sung in the funeral of forgotten peoples. Some true, some false, spun from fear and the fading memory of glory. But one truth bleeds through them all, a crimson thread in the tapestry of ruin: BLOODSHED, PAIN, SUFFERING. The rot began not in mortal hearts, but in the heavens themselves. GREED, a serpent coiling around divine thrones. JEALOUSY, a poison in ambrosial cups. SPITE, a dagger plunged by brother into brother. UNCHECKED EGOS that scraped the vault of stars. UNTAMED RAGE that cracked the foundations of the world. I saw it unfold, this symphony of annihilation. While the OLYMPIANS, thunderbolts like wrathful serpents, clashed against the NORSE GODS whose axes sang the doom-song of Yggdrasil, the very Tree groaning under their fury... Below, the ATLANTEANS, masters of crystal and crushing tide, and the celestial SHENS, weavers of elemental harmony, tore at each other’s throats in a BLOODLUST for dominion over realms mortals could scarce comprehend. And then, the venomous strike: the ORISHAS, their brilliance dimmed by envy for the opulent DEVAS and graceful DEVIS, whispering secrets to the shadows. They forged an unholy compact with the cunning, myriad-faced YOKAIS, turning their combined might not outward, but inward, to rend the very empire they coveted. A betrayal that drowned golden spires in the divine river of ichor. All the carnage. All the destruction. Wrought before my very eyes. The horror was not merely in the scale, but in the instrument. The HEKA. My creations. Forged not in malice, but for advancement; tools to sculpt mountains, to calm storms, to heal wounds that rent the sky. Tempered for justice; blades meant to sever chains of oppression, shields to guard the innocent and lowly. Conceived in peace, instruments to bridge gaps between realms, to weave understanding where only suspicion grew. Yet, grasped by hands steeped in greed, they became engines of torment. The HEKA that could mend bones sundered souls.Weapons that could summon light ignited funeral pyres for continents. That could command the seas drowned civilizations. Each glorious purpose twisted, inverted, used to INFLICT PAIN and CAUSE GRIEF on a scale that scarred the cosmos. I, HOGREGORON, the Maker, watched. Helpless, filled with regrets. My forge-fire cooled to chambers of shame. When the dust settled, eons later, it was not dust, but the ASHES OF GODS. The thunder fell silent. The axes lay shattered. The crystal cities were glass tombs on ocean floors. The celestial harmonies were discordant echoes. The vibrant courts of Devas and Orishas were silent sepulchers. No triumphant paeans echoed. No victors raised banners on the scorched and sundered earth. Only silence, thick and suffocating, broken by the mournful wind whistling through the skeletal remains of Yggdrasil, through the broken columns of Olympus, through the drowned halls of Atlantis. NO WINNERS. NONE VICTORIOUS. I stood alone. HOGREGORON. The Last. The Remnant. Upon a plain that stretched into desolation, where once vibrant realms had pulsed with divine energy, now only CHAOS reigned; a landscape twisted by final, cataclysmic magics, raw and weeping. No survivors.
KLEOS01 · 6.8K Views

Secret Killer

[Best psychological, thriller, and superpowers novel on this platform!] [Mature Content!] [Contains psychological romance. Crazy Love interests!] --- When Leon was eight years old, he lost his parents and younger brother in a terrorist attack. Fortunately, he and his older sister survived. Their custody was given to their uncle, who was the only available relative. However, their uncle was a thug, and he would often chain Leon and his sister and beat them mercilessly. That continued for ten long years. One night, when his uncle was beating him up, there was an announcement on the television. [Today's date- 12th September 20XX. Time- 18:18. Due to the increasing population and advanced technology, thousands of homeless, uneducated, unemployed, and criminals roaming in the country are a useless burden to the world. So the government has come to a solution that on every 13th of the month, from 12 AM to 6 AM, all the crimes, including murders, would be legal.] After hearing that announcement, something awakened inside Leon. One month later, he live-streamed the murder of a bigshot and became the world-famous— Secret Killer. Note- This is a psychological genre novel, so expect the unexpected. If you have a weak heart and you can't digest dark stories, then this novel is not for you. ==== Warning: MC is (experimented) superhuman. He is Evil and an egoist, with little to no emotions for anyone other than his sister. Disclaimer- The book cover is not mine.
NoWoRRyMaN · 1.9M Views

Pandora Zero

May 13th, 3000. A gate opened in the heart of zone Four.  From it came. CALAMITY.  August 26th, 3060. For decades, humanity has fought a relentless war against the beings now called Wyrm. These monstrous calamities have pushed humanity to the brink, their destructive power unmatched, until Pandora Corp emerged.  The corporation's revolutionary field mechs leveled the playing field, giving humanity a fighting chance. But as humans evolved their technology, so did the Wyrms. Bigger, faster, and deadlier, they ravaged the world once again, reducing Earth's population by half.  February 23rd, 3100. The war reached a stalemate with the introduction of the Juggernaut: colossal mechs designed with unmatched durability and a revolutionary co-link system that allows their pilots to control them as if they were extensions of their own bodies. But these powerful machines could only be produced in limited numbers, far too few to turn the tide of war. To protect what remained, the world was divided into districts. The wealthy and influential were sheltered in the first ten districts, far from the Wyrm spawning zones. The rest of the world was left to burn. July 5th, 3180 "Special riders can go anywhere they want, to any district, abandoned or not." Amid the chaos, a boy from a destroyed district survives each day by the skin of his teeth. With nothing but a standard mech, his wit and a gun, he kills to survive, clinging to the hope of returning to his destroyed hometown. One fateful day, just before death claims him, he's offered a golden ticket: a chance to join Pandora Academy, the prestigious training ground for Juggernaut riders. If he rises through the ranks, he'll earn his own Juggernaut, and the freedom to reclaim his home. But within Pandora are the best riders humanity has to offer, each with dreams and ambitions as fierce as his own. To succeed, he must fight through a gauntlet of unparalleled talent and impossible challenges. The stakes are high, the odds stacked against him. But for his home, he'll claw his way to the top. [A/N: If you're a fan of tactical combat and large robots fighting even larger monsters, this is the one for you!]
Jeffery_XXVI · 6.2K Views

Dancing Alone In The Dark: Full Lyric Book

‘Why is it so hard for a fragile man to say I love you?? Maybe it’s the way a person can be so confident in something and themselves that truly scares them but not the word itself. Saying I love you to a person and actions to not live up too the standards you falsely spoke into fruition amasses a great deal of pain and suffer up onto one another is one of the greatest trials to Receive in the experience we call Existence. You’re never really the same after, yet you’re on your way to healing and crafting you’re happily Ever. ‘I want a man that wants to heal and shall never stop. Someone to pick me up when I’m in a dusk of fog. To call me at 4:59am before my clock goes off.’ I want a man to know when it’s time to be a man and when it’s time to play like a child in a factory of false truths and soon to be broken dreams that will once again live to see a sunny day before dusk breaks Sometimes I think to myself why do I choose to live the life of a person who has yet put up their Jersey?Maybe I haven’t finished my lustful Journey And with all the speed bumps and trauma that have taken place in the seven seas around my heart and temple that hold me from going afloat It was until the day I almost risen that I knew with a new day, came hope Maybe sprinting in spirit with the spiders and webs they’ve made home in mine, I’ve grown and am growing to realize there is no true one set concept of time Maybe pattering my feet in this room with no light may be therapy & Maybe Just Maybe, I’ll keep Dancing Alone In The Dark’. Act I. Jun 21st. FULL LYRIC BOOK. NOV 8Th. 2024. Following the 3rd lyric book release of "Happily Ever After" released in 2022, Dancing Alone in The Dark" is a part of a 2 Part ACT series, with Deluxe Versions, & the official follow up and overall 4th lyric book project by, Darius Clayton. Set To Release June 21st, of 2024. & Available November 4th On Webnovel. (First Updated: Bio On November 13th 2023.) (Last Updated: Bio On June 13th 2025.)
Iamdariusclayton · 112.9K Views
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