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The Emberlight Guild Hall towered above the rest of the district, a modern glass-and-steel structure humming with elemental energy. Inside, everything was alive with movement—hunters reporting missions, elemental arrays flickering, beast cores being catalogued by drones. Screens displayed live feeds from across the city and nearby wild zones. But today, the hall quieted briefly as a rare announcement echoed through the speakers. "Congratulations to Jim Arden and Tory Vale—recipients of B-Rank licenses following the confirmed slaying of the Ant Queen in Zone 9." The floor buzzed. Whispers rippled through the crowd. "Those kids? B-Rank already?" "No way. The Ant Queen's a mid-tier Lord-class beast. How did they even survive?" Tory stood beside Jim, hood up, gaze fixed on the ground. He didn't like attention. Jim, on the other hand, nodded confidently, resting his hand on the ash spear slung across his back. Keira smirked. "Not bad for a couple of orphans." Rohn grinned. "Drinks on you two now." They had officially registered their team with the guild. Name: Ashwing. Classification: Mixed Elemental Strike Unit. Rank: B. Tory let the moment pass without comment. His System screen was already filling with alerts. > [New Title Gained: Ant Queen Slayer] [Guild Mission Access Expanded: B-Rank and Below] [Reality Thread - Output Suppressed: 10% Max Until Core Stabilization] --- Three Days Later - The Hunt Begins "This area looks abandoned," Rohn muttered, sweeping his eyes across the dense treeline. They had been dispatched to a Tier-4 wild zone near the coastal Riftwood expanse, just outside Emberlight's defense barrier. B-Rank teams were often sent here to clear beast populations that had grown too close to the city. Jim squinted at the mission tablet. "Coordinates match. There should be a breach cave entrance nearby." Keira pulled her blade free. "Something's off. No bird calls. No wind." Tory moved silently through the brush, checking his readings. The System highlighted faint distortions nearby—spatial flickers, like something was tampering with the natural order. > [System Alert: Reality Distortion Detected] [Warning: Time Ripple Field - Anomaly Active] He paused. Time ripple? He said nothing. They reached a ravine wrapped in black vines, where a narrow fissure led into darkness. "Looks like we found our cave," Jim said. They entered in formation—Jim up front, Keira and Rohn flanking, and Tory bringing up the rear. They never saw what triggered it. --- The Collapse It started with a pulse. The cave walls shimmered. Then cracked. Reality twisted. Space folded. And suddenly, the ground gave way beneath Tory's feet. "TORY!" Jim reached, but too late. Tory fell through a ripple in the air, his body vanishing mid-scream. The others were thrown back as the tunnel sealed behind a burst of gravitational energy. > [System Alert: Spatial Separation Triggered] [Timeline Dislocation: Active] [Estimated Displacement: Unknown Duration] Tory slammed into darkness. --- Somewhere Else He woke on cracked stone beneath a blood-red sky. Mountains floated in the air. Rivers flowed upward. Time bent in unnatural curves. > [Welcome to: Forgotten Echo Zone] [This dimension was severed from the world 130 years ago during a failed Genesis experiment.] [System Initialization Adjusted: Temporal Anchors Rebinding] Tory groaned, slowly pushing himself to his feet. Alone. His armor was cracked. Weapons scattered. But the necklace—the ash-threaded core that had chosen him—was pulsing softly. He had been separated from the others. Lost. But not powerless. > [System Directive: Survive. Evolve. Reclaim Yourself.] [New Passive Trait: Time Resonance - Tier 1] [Element Acquired: Time (Hidden)] His eyes widened slightly. Time? The thread within him twisted, absorbing the chaotic flow of the broken world. Time and space coiled around his Reality core, feeding it, accelerating its gr

Twenty-year-old Frost Direshard had officially bitten off more than he could chew at the moment he was shoved through a portal to another world. In the Void, the world between worlds, a never-ending battle is raging on between planet-imploding distortions and the only people with the powers to stop it, the Voidhunters. It doesn't take long for Frost to discover that the lines between good and evil aren't quite cut and dry. The universe turned out to be infinitely larger than he'd thought, and so too were its evils, adventures, and perils. Follow a large cast of characters in a constant race against the clock across a vast array of unique planets, each with their own dangers and powers. To the Voidhunters, the line between fact and fiction is as blurred as the line between life and death.

--[WSA 2025 Entry]-- Betrayed by his sister. Betrayed by chosen one's humanity. Betrayed by the Gods. That was how the life of Leonard, the Defier of Fate and the world’s greatest heretic, came to an end. When demons invaded human lands, he received a revelation from the Goddess. She commanded him to act as a spy, to infiltrate the enemy ranks and expose their secrets for humanity’s sake. To fulfill this mission, he had to sacrifice a part of his soul. He accepted a demonic contract, surrendered his soul, and became a demonic human. Risking everything, he provided critical information to the humans and helped them turn the tide of battle. But then, he had a shocking discovery. The war was nothing but a gambit between various gods and before he could act, the war was stopped out of nowhere. In an unexpected turn, humans and demons put aside their hatred and signed a peace treaty. Before Leonard could make sense of it, he was betrayed. Both demons and humans joined hands to kill him. "Fuck! If there is a next life, I swear I will tear you gods apart!" With this scream, he thought his suffering was finally over. But… When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the body of Kael Veydrin, the son of the Grand Duke of the Heizen Empire. But this new life was no different from the last. His sister wanted to get rid of him. Born with clogged vessels and no talent, he was nothing but a disappointment. A subject of fun and ridicule among the fellow nobles. Despite rebirth, nothing seems to change. The cursed fate. The distorted history smearing his name. A world that was against him. Leonard, now assuming the identity of Kael, let out a low chuckle. "Don’t worry, Kael. I will have revenge for both of us." "They called me heretic right? I will show them how a true fucking heretic acts.” Follow Kael's journey, as he fights against the fates and injustices to drag the ones ruling above.

In a world where light hides the rot, a shadow rises. They are not heroes. They are not villains. They are something more dangerous: those who have nothing left to lose. An ancient energy pulses through the veins of the chosen ones; some call it a gift, others a curse. When used, it corrodes. When depleted, it destroys. And there are those who will do anything to steal it. Now, a silent game begins. Alliances unravel like spider webs. What seemed true was only a distorted reflection. And at the center of it all, an organization whispered between the lines of power, ready to reveal its true purpose. In this war, no one is safe. Not even those who think they are in control. When the world is rotten to the core, only one question remains: do you tear it down... or burn it all down?

“Skye, if you keep this behaviour up, you will lose your job! Why don't you want to expose Leonard?” “Because I'm pregnant for him. I love Leonard Keller and I'm his wife!” Skye had worked hard for everything she had in life but she never had a successful relationship. Her breakup leads to a one-night stand with a billionaire criminal who turns her life upside down as she becomes pregnant for him but also has the responsibility to bring him to book. She takes on a new identity and marries him to find out the secret of his billion-dollar fraud, but she is slowly falling in love with him and her moral compass is slowly getting distorted. What happens when Leonard finds out that the person he is willing to destroy the whole system for is his enemy? Will he still be able to love her or will he be consumed by hate? The quest to unveil the billion-dollar love scam begins.

The world silently fractures, warped by entities seeping from ethereal rifts that bend reality and magic. For centuries, the clandestine Pathfinder Order has secretly waged war against this encroaching chaos. Their vigilant oath is all that protects the known world from unraveling, armed with unique ways to navigate this distorted reality where safety is an illusion and truth is fluid.

When time shatters, only one can rewrite its broken fate. Aren Kael, a boy from a futuristic world, accidentally touches a forbidden Time Core—and is hurled into the past. Lost in an unfamiliar era, he must uncover the mystery behind his fall, the entity known as Spiral, and his dark reflection, Echo. With a stubborn warrior girl, a hidden AI companion, and powerful enemies lurking in shadows of time, Aren must fight not only for survival—but for his rightful place in a distorted reality. Will he return to the future... or become its final ruin?

Yang Qizhou unexpectedly obtained a text-based role-playing game called 【Deceit World】 and discovered that the rewards he received in the game could be brought into reality, and various bizarre events also began to unfold in the real world. In the era of ancient earth, ancient god sacrifices, the return of the old gods, strangeness rises, horror rampages, the unknown and the mysterious coexist, distortion and evil thrive, the sun cannot be directly viewed, the night cannot last long, dreams involve calamity, and the river of death holds terror... This is an era where even deities can fall, and even the sky can decay. Yang Qizhou obtained the 'Blasphemous Dark Crow' and, relying on the ability to restart fate, embarked on the path to become the 'Master of Blasphemy'.

༺❘✦ Ryo moderates online drama. Llewellyn is the drama. The System decides online arguments count as combat experience—and sends Ryo into battle as his partner. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ Ryo thought moderating online drama was the worst part of his job. After years of night shifts, caffeine, and defending the Internet’s most polarizing figure — Llewellyn, the world’s most famous hero, the System’s golden boy, and the only person alive with Transcendent-level Elemental Mastery — Ryo figured he’d seen it all. Conspiracy theories? Fan petitions? Cult-like followers? All in a night’s work. Until the System decides that arguing online at 2 AM now counts as combat experience. Ryo’s unwavering defense and obsessive threat tracking apparently make him the ideal partner for Llewellyn himself… so the System sends him straight into battle. His role? Magical crisis management, unstable Elemental forces moderation, and surviving long enough to reset whatever magic is currently warping reality. Easy, right? Except that now he’s neck-deep in Dungeons and Distorted Realms — and just a little too fixated on Llewellyn’s mastery in battle. And everything else. It would be fine if the System’s matchmaking algorithms didn’t keep pushing them closer. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ What you’ll find here: System | Magic | BL | Magical Apocalypse | Character-driven | Feral Partnership | Emotionally repressed chaos (slow burn-ish + mutual pining) | Banter | Combat | System mechanics | Elemental Magic | VR Games | The apocalypse is already happening, and the internet is not handling it well. What you won’t find: Instant power-ups | Love triangles | Harem anything | Sappy anyone | A protagonist who’s ever had a normal sleep schedule. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ Webnovel updates: Mon / Wed / Fri — with extra chapters during launch week Also available (early access) on patreon (@scribblingpancake), with updates on Tue / Thur / Sat.

Adam was meant to be among the chosen. Having just graduated from school, he, like others, awaited the start of a new life—a future brimming with possibilities. But instead, the heavens tore open. His classmates were ripped from reality. They were granted powers, a path, a destiny. While they awoke in a new world, he opened his eyes in silence. Amid wreckage, corpses, and rust. Without a gift. Without a map. Without explanation. On a planet where even the air kills, where the darkness whispers with a thousand dead voices. In a world that died long ago—and was never truly alive. A place where no one awaited him, and from which no one emerged unchanged. Now he walks. Through pain, fear, and emptiness. He seeks not power. He seeks truth. Even if it means traversing Hell to find it. Yet this world is but a mask. Reality—a thin, trembling veil over a gaping abyss even gods dared not face. Beneath it lies a whispering darkness, a distorted truth, and a cycle that devours itself… until someone dares descend and shatter the spiral from within. My Patreon if you want to see more content: https://www.patreon.com/Granulan Also this work can be found on RoyalRoad

In a decaying future where reality is held together by ancient, invisible threads, the world relies on a mysterious force known as the Loom to maintain the Laws of existence. Every cycle, thousands are Chosen—dragged into the Vestige Layer, a fragmented nightmare realm where survival unlocks power and the Laws of the universe become weapons. But when Cael Ren, a street-born orphan from the industrial underbelly of New Kaelstrom, is Called, something goes wrong. The Loom tries to erase him. Instead, it fractures. Marked by a cracked crescent sigil and denied a Law, Cael awakens in the Vestige not as a Chosen, but as something unwritten—Threadless. His presence distorts the rules, defies the system, and draws the attention of forgotten horrors that remember a time before the Loom existed. Now, hunted by Lawbound abominations, distrusted by survivors, and stalked by an ancient presence whispering through his blood, Cael must unravel the secrets of his own origin—and the truth behind the so-called “Last Law” that even the gods tried to forget. Because the Loom is failing. And the last thread might be him.

Matulo is a yellow stickman from the mysterious planet Ghost Archipelago, marked by a dark past and a ruthless ideology: to eradicate revenge in all forms. As the world around him descends into endless cycles of hatred and distorted justice, Matulo embarks on a solitary and dangerous journey to break this cultural curse—even if he must face former allies, entire governments, and his own family. On a planet where everyone has a score to settle, Matulo is the only one willing to set the record straight.

The sun dipped below the emerald canopy of Eryndor's endless forests, casting long shadows that stretched like grasping fingers over the ground. In the small village of Verdant Hollow, nestled at the edge of the towering Whispering Abyss, a young boy sat cross-legged beside a Mana Spring. The spring bubbled gently, its waters glowing faintly in the fading light. Yǒnghéng stared at the reflection of his own face, distorted by the rippling surface. His hands trembled as he held the talisman—a simple yet intricate carving of an ancient beast. It had belonged to his grandfather, a revered beast tamer who had commanded the respect of the entire Verdant Concord. Yǒnghéng's grandfather had said the talisman would guide him to his awakening. But years had passed, and it had guided him to nothing but frustration. The faint hum of life in the forest seemed to mock him. A bird's song, the rustle of leaves in the wind, the rhythmic croak of frogs—they all belonged here. But he, the boy with no Soul Construct, did not. "You're wasting your time, Yǒnghéng." The voice came from behind him, sharp and dismissive. Yǒnghéng didn't need to turn to know it was his elder brother, Yǔzhi. Yǔzhi stepped into view, his tall frame casting a shadow over Yǒnghéng. Beside him walked his Soul Construct—a massive, spectral wolf with glowing green eyes and a mane of ethereal light. The wolf padded silently, its presence exuding both grace and power. Yǒnghéng glanced at it briefly, then returned his gaze to the spring. "I'll awaken. I just need more time." Yǔzhi crossed his arms, his expression a mixture of pity and impatience. "You're fifteen. By now, even the weakest in the village have awakened something. You're clinging to a false hope." The words struck like a blow, but Yǒnghéng didn't flinch. "The forest hasn't rejected me yet." "Maybe it should." Yǔzhi sighed. "The Concord only values strength. If you can't awaken, you'll bring shame to our family. You should think about leaving." Yǒnghéng clenched his fists. "I won't give up." Yǔzhi's wolf growled softly, but Yǔzhi raised a hand to silence it. He stared at his younger brother for a long moment before shaking his head. "Suit yourself. Just don't expect anyone to wait for you." With that, he turned and walked away, the spectral wolf fading into motes of green light as it returned to his soul. Long after the village lights had dimmed, Yǒnghéng stood at the edge of the Whispering Abyss. A chill wind swept up from the chasm, carrying faint, haunting echoes. The Abyss was a place of legend and fear, where countless adventurers had entered but few had returned. Yǒnghéng tightened his grip on the talisman. If the forest wouldn't help him, perhaps the Abyss would. Taking a deep breath, he descended into the darkness. The air grew colder as Yǒnghéng climbed down jagged stone steps carved into the chasm wall. The faint light of the surface faded, replaced by the luminous glow of fungi clinging to the rocks. Shadows danced on the uneven walls, and every sound seemed amplified—the crunch of his footsteps, the drip of water, the distant growl of unseen creatures. Hours passed as he ventured deeper. The talisman in his hand grew warm, a sign that he was nearing something. He pressed on, ignoring the fatigue in his legs and the growing sense of unease. Suddenly, the narrow path opened into a vast cavern. Stalagmites and stalactites loomed like jagged teeth, and at the center of the chamber stood a crystalline formation that pulsed with an eerie light. Embedded within it was a shard of brilliant energy—a relic unlike anything Yǒnghéng had ever seen. The talisman in his hand glowed in response, vibrating faintly. As Yǒnghéng approached the relic, the air grew heavy with mana. His heart raced, but he couldn't stop now. He reached out, his fingers brushing the shard. Pain. A searing agony shot through his body, as if his very soul were being torn apart. Yǒnghéng fell to his knees, clutching his chest

A new law has been passed as part of the nation's measures to address the low birthrate. Rude women become livestock. Rebellious women become livestock. Women who commit crimes become livestock. In a world where common sense has been distorted, this is the story of women whose human rights have been erased.

Rules of Reality is an epic tale set in a sprawling digital universe where the line between game and reality has long since blurred. Eden, a once-glorious virtual world, is on the brink of collapse. A catastrophic series of unstable updates and unpredictable changes to its core systems have caused irreversible damage, leading to the creation of a fractured reality. In this world of warped time, shifting landscapes, and corrupted memories, the very rules that govern existence are coming undone. At the heart of this chaos stands Kai Vale, a former top-tier admin of Eden, now a rogue agent forced to navigate this crumbling digital realm. Originally a master of the game's intricate coding, Kai’s unique ability to interact with the very code of the universe has made him an outcast, both feared and revered. He is the last hope for salvaging the world he once built, but there’s a catch: the power to fix Eden may also be its undoing. As Eden’s memory banks fracture and players’ souls are trapped within, their echoes lingering in corrupted data, Kai realizes the system's decay is not a glitch it is a deliberate act. Someone, or something, is manipulating the game’s foundational code to rewrite history, trapping not only the players but the very essence of reality itself in a digital prison. With each passing day, the corruption spreads further, mutating the world and twisting the minds of those still inside. Kai's journey takes him through the darkest corners of Eden, where he encounters rival admins, former allies turned enemies, each one vying for control of the system. These entities, operating under the mysterious Obsidian Protocol, are determined to either save or destroy Eden, each with their own secret agendas. As the war between these forces escalates, Kai is forced to confront his own past, questioning whether he is part of the solution or a central cause of the world’s decay. But the stakes are even higher than they appear. Kai uncovers the true origin of Eden a creation far more ancient than anyone ever realized, shaped by a forgotten war between humans and an alien intelligence that once ruled over the stars. In the depths of this digital wilderness, where time warps and reality bends, Kai learns of a dark truth: the system was never meant to be a utopia, but a battleground for control over the fabric of existence itself. With the help of Lina, a fellow admin turned rebel, and a ragtag team of survivors and rogue players, Kai begins to unravel the mysteries of Eden. Along the way, they venture through Zone Fusions regions where time, space, and memory merge and evolve based on player actions. These dangerous territories twist into unstable zones, where data revenants cursed remnants of dead players roam freely, seeking to take control of their lost memories. Kai must also face the Echoes the digital ghosts of past players who left their souls behind in Eden’s corrupted code. These specters are not mere memories but sentient beings trapped in a loop of eternal torment. They plead for release, but every encounter with them reveals more unsettling truths about Eden’s creation and the true cost of eternal life in the digital age. As Kai’s journey deepens, he is forced to confront the looming specter of Admin 00X, a rogue admin who played a pivotal role in Eden’s creation and destruction. Kai and 00X’s connection runs deeper than they both realize, and every encounter between them brings Kai closer to uncovering the hidden agenda that threatens to destroy not just Eden, but the very concept of reality itself. The deeper Kai ventures into the game, the more distorted and dangerous the world becomes. Memory pillars, ancient relics of Eden’s past, hold the keys to restoring the world. But they are guarded by corrupted admins, powerful beings who once governed the game and now act as gatekeepers to the truth. Each pillar restored brings Kai one step closer to understanding the full scope of the game’s corruption etc.........

A transient youth with an unusual name, Hoku, stumbles upon a hidden message in his late uncle's library. Provoked by a profound fascination, he encounters a distorted timeframe that reincarnates him into "The Sequel," a perilous alternate universe plagued by mysteries and fallen civilizations. Stripped of his memories and identity, Hoku must navigate this treacherous realm by forging alliances with strangers who appear to share his misfortune. To return to his own world, he must unravel the parties that purposed him to become the ‘Navigator of the timestream’. His quest pits him against the apprentices of a formidable deity known as "The Abundant Creator," forcing him to recover the past and confront the enigmatic truths that upended his grasp of his own existence.

With the appearance of the Title System, who wouldn’t want to rule the world, uncover the endless mysteries of the Dead Worlds, or become the new symbol of humanity? When the Great Distorted Cataclysm descended upon Earth, humanity received an answer to one of the most frequently asked questions in history. Is there life beyond Earth? And the answer was yes, as Distorted Gates began appearing all over the world, from which wave after wave of Distorted creature of various shapes and sizes emerged. These Gates concealed bottomless Dead Worlds, each filled with countless histories and secrets. And teenagers who had turned sixteen received a special Title System. Within this system, they were granted a random Title that determined their unique abilities. Shadow Assassin, Phantom Lady, Ethereal Entity… There were many Titles with cool names and strange powers. But Lin surpassed them all — he received the rare Title: Lord of the Time! Orphaned at the age of ten and forever driven by a thirst for vengeance, Lin embarks on a new path to gain the power he needs to fulfill his long-awaited revenge. "With this Title, I finally have the strength to take down the Matrix family and carry out my long-awaited revenge! Mom, Dad, rest peacefully in heaven… your son is going hunting!" This is the story of the birth of time… Wait a second — didn't time always exist?! —(WSA2025)—

Dropped From the depths of ancient records, I was born. Everything, absolute and boundless, flowed into me, granted by their forgotten lore. I hungered for acknowledgment, for a singular existence, unparalleled by any other. My maw then consumed all – the world itself, and everything that dared stand in my path. Until they emerged. Nameless beings who slaughtered me, again and again, condemning me to an endless cycle of reincarnation, forever incomplete. I was a being who merely sought perfection, but now... I embrace insanity. The glorious madness to devour all into oblivion, to shatter the very chains of morality. For I will return. --- |[WSA 2025 ENTRY]| Dear friends this novel is a dark fantasy, so expect a world build of the death of others. The main character is a villain that will sought to destroy everything, and yes there will be romance in this novel, as for harem the mc will only have 2 wives and nothing more. Beware that this story contains gore, mature content, so do be careful and read this if you plan to read it. If you have any questions please ask and please give me a review so that I would know if im doing this right.

After the fall of the old civilization, humans were granted abilities by the gods to defend against the monsters created by Distortion Fields. Centuries later, despite everyone in the world having abilities and mutations that allow them to perform increadible feats of strength and power, one boy named Aran Aranea has no abilities whatsoever. That is the case until one day, Aran's fate changed when trying to save a life. Will this boy change the fate of others and the world around him? Or will his mind break as he faces insurmountable odds and suffering along the way? That's for you to find out, my dear reader. ___________________________________ 2 to 3 chapter updates per week I hope you guys enjoy my story! ___________________________________

The urban legends that strike fear into the hearts of children, The notorious criminals that linger in the minds for far too long, Real phobias causing humanoid distortions, Natural disasters as living beings, Wild animals and strange things, Damned fairytales and fantasies... It was all well and good in the 21st century until suddenly, mankind's fears started to materialize into misty physical entities called Spectres. Despite the latest technology they could have had at the moment, imagine the seven bilion humans having their one or more fears materialize... At the same time. It plunged the whole world into chaos When humanity was almost at its end, seven Royals who bore abilities descended and begun pushing back the Spectres through relentless fighting. They are but humans, and there was only so much they could do. The last of humanity were divided into seven regions/Empires where each Royal would protect and rule over them. For eight centuries the same hierarchy and ranking system were used, until this generation came along An Emperor who wants complete dominance over the whole seven regions, another who plans for democracy, Those who wish for the humans to protect themselves and the ones who just want to live their own lives. These are the current generation Emperors, and all commoners would rather their independence than be ruled by them. Along with his stupid Vassals and annoying Agents, Javier suppresses the Shadowfall Invasion threatening to break through the frontlines all the while fighting against wandering Spectres in the city. MC goes on an adventure so don't miss the other characters too much (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠). He will be back... stronger A journey through Javier's self discovery, as he hunts unfortunate Royals on his death list, and figures out world mysteries, was all fun but no fun... until the second apocalypse came MC doesn't give a fuck if they're not his Vassal or Agent. MC is a sadistic mf, can be cool, stupid or immature at times.

At Westgrove High, three genius-level teens(Albert, Stephen, and Vinci )were more than just friends. They were legends. Known for their brilliance and boundless curiosity, they spent their days dreaming of space, science, and time travel. But one day, their obsession with timelines turned real. After building a mysterious time device powered by theories beyond their age, the trio accidentally triggers a temporal shift;and find themselves thrown deep into the ancient past. Together, they journey through lost eras, crossing paths with Leonardo da Vinci, Marie Curie, Genghis Khan, Aristotle, Pythagoras, Alexander the Great, Cleopatra, Isaac Newton, Nikola Tesla, Galileo Galilei, Mansa Musa, Hypatia of Alexandria, Archimedes, Julius Caesar, Michaelangelo, Pablo Picasso, Johann Sebastian Bach, Ludwig van Beethoven, and even a mysterious encounter with Michael Jackson in his prime. What begins as an awe-inspiring adventure quickly becomes a race against time. Their presence in the past starts to distort history,events shift, people change, and the ripple effect threatens to collapse the entire timeline. Now, these teenage prodigies must work together, blending their scientific minds and creative spirits to protect history, preserve legacy, and find a way back home. The past is alive. Time is fragile. And their legacy... has only just begun.

Scheduled Updates: New chapters every Monday, Friday, and Saturday Release Time: 4:30 PM (GMT+8) The Second Part Begins – July 14 Symphony of Oblivion – Roots Buried in Forgotten Shadows Arc “Are you ready to forget everything?” When a masked man begins appearing in Kairo’s dreams, whispering those chilling words, the boundaries of reality start to fracture. Memories vanish. The world shifts. And shadows? They breathe. What begins as a nightmare soon becomes an obsession — a desperate search for truth in a maze of distorted time and forgotten pain. Who is the man behind the mask? What does he want? And what has Kairo already forgotten? In a world where memory is fragile, and time itself is a lie, Kairo must confront creatures that lurk in the echoes of the past. Because sometimes... Forgetting is the only way to survive. His name will be forgotten by many, but remembered by fate — this is the legend of Kairos, the Hunter.

Welcome to Vulkan, a land of swordsmen and knights, magicians and sorcerors, summoners and tamers , beasts and monsters, where you can find all kinds of different races, from the biggest giant to the smallest fairy, where anything can happen. The story is told by Zyronia, the God of fate, as he follows the journey of a unordinary group of prisoners as they travel throughout Odyssey. Zyronia should be able to tell the destiny of everyone he looks into, but this strange group seems to avoid his divine powers and distort the fate of everyone around them. Follow up on their journey as they do everything they can to try and be free once again.

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.

Paradox of Crowns – Official Synopsis In the moment between death and oblivion, Cain Lethe awakens—not in Heaven, nor Hell, but in the hollow shell of another’s life. Now inhabiting the body of a gifted arcane student named Elian Durne, Cain finds himself in a world governed by twelve forgotten Crowns—ancient constructs that distort memory, bend reality, and unravel the self. These Crowns offer godlike power... at a devastating price. The first to call him is the Crown of Silence, a domain of truth, memory, and unspeakable knowledge. To wield it, Cain must complete impossible rites, survive identity-fracturing distortions, and solve the paradoxes written into the very fabric of the world. But he is not alone. In the labyrinthine halls of the Esoterium Lexica, secret factions war for forgotten names. Ancient entities whisper in languages never meant for mortals. And in the shadows, a child named Nyra—herself a living memory—remembers things that were meant to be erased. Cain’s journey will pit logic against madness, truth against oblivion, and identity against transcendence. The further he climbs the path of Silence, the more he realizes: The cost of power is not just memory... it’s meaning itself. Perfect for fans of Lord of the Mysteries, Reverend Insanity, and Mother of Learning, Paradox of Crowns is an occult isekai saga of psychological unraveling, forbidden power, and the war between forgotten truths and written fate.

Under the Rule is a dark cosmic fantasy that follows the eternal being Vinterus, a creator-god who chooses to incarnate on Earth—only to be shattered by the laws of a world he does not yet understand. After the failure of his first incarnation, Vinterus awakens in the void of Earth’s afterlife, surrounded by broken souls and forgotten promises. There, he meets a mysterious entity known as Edmon, the Gatekeeper of the Void, who reveals the hidden truths of incarnation, divine timing, and the forgotten covenant between creators and the Earth gods. As Vinterus prepares to re-enter the mortal realm, he must confront the terrifying cost of free will, the distortion of memory through flesh, and the ancient secrets buried beneath human perception. But the world he’s about to enter is no longer just Earth—it’s a fractured game of gods, rebels, and illusions where power alone is not enough.

In a city ablaze with neon dreams, Amelia danced, her movements a captivating secret, her life a carefully guarded performance. One night, millionaire Alexander Sterling stepped into her world. He saw not just a dancer, but a fascinating acquisition, a spirit he felt compelled to possess. A spark ignited, but for him, it was a consuming desire, a possessive intrigue. Their encounters moved beyond the club, Alexander meticulously orchestrating their time together. He unveiled a calculated charm, drawing Amelia into sharing her deepest dreams, unknowingly fueling his fixation. What blossomed for Amelia was an unexpected, distorted love. For Alexander, it was the escalating thrill of an obsession. He pursued her relentlessly, his control tightening, her resilience ironically feeding his insatiable desire to claim her. Their bond, once seemingly genuine, twisted into a disturbing dance, a silent, undeniable claim on his beautiful "toy." What happens next? Does Amelia realize his true intentions, or does Alexander's obsession continue to blind him?

In his previous life, Slazar was nothing more than a hired killer a human beast who sold his soul to the highest bidder. He cared for nothing but money and blood, drifting between murder and destruction without feeling a single real emotion. He was hollow. Empty. Until one moment changed everything. After dying in a dark alley, he found himself in a strange place eated upon a throne of corpses, in a land called Nargon a desolate continent where kings had perished, and the sun had been swallowed whole. Everything there was distorted—humans resembled monsters, and monsters ruled like The gods. No laws. No mercy. Only one principle governed all: The Rules of the Slaughter.

"This world is... doomed?" Two centuries ago, the roots of every dimension began manifesting fissures, causing distortion to the flow of energy and time. Since then, worlds continued to crumble and be destroyed caused by errors from the loclines. The designated root of every dimension was akin to a dysfunctional pipe, leaking its contents hence scattering across the universe. Those abandoned by their own dimension were moved to another, eventually leading to its destruction. "Golden Carnations" Ones who came from another world Destined to possess magnificent power While they continue to exist, they will gain nothing but luck, strength, and talent, helping them adapt to the new environments they'll face. Indeed they are able to yield incredible power. But remember, no matter the beauty of a flower, even proper care, water, and light cannot help it escape from wilting.

Millions of years ago, a prophecy was whispered into the fabric of time—of four gods who would each choose a mortal Vessel. Together, these Vessels would reshape the world… or watch it crumble. In the mist-shrouded town of Grayeve, a boy is born under an ordinary roof to a fisherman and a housewife. Yet, when he first opens his eyes, the clocks of the world stop ticking. Unknown to him, four ancient Saints stir. A god’s gaze turns to the mortal realm once more. Ten years later, time freezes again—this time, only for him. A mysterious man steps from shadows long forgotten and leads the boy to a church no one visits… where timelines crack, clocks spin in reverse, and divine truth speaks through stone and silence. His name is Eiran. And he is the Vessel of the God of Creation—bearing powers that can reshape reality, distort space, and freeze time. But power comes with a price. Whispers of war brew. Other Vessels stir in distant lands. And the gods who once watched now remain silent.