Bronze Coffin

[Warning!!! Contains Explicit Scenes, extreme gore, heart-pounding fight scenes, and an extremely combat loving MC!] Two millennials ago, Earth underwent an earth-shattering change. The gods were slaughtered by an unknown terrifying existence, and their potent blood spilled through the entire solar system, corrupting all life on various planets along with Earth. As a last resort, the gods created the Galactic Tower. Their inheritances, strength, and relics were placed as rewards for those who cleared each floor, proving themselves worthy. … Lucian Morningster, the golden boy of the city. He had a perfect life, had the prettiest girl, a good best friend and a very bright future. However, everything changed when he awakened an F-rank talent instead of the expected S-rank talent. “It must be a mistake?” “See? I told you he would awaken a trash talent.” “All that potential, for an F-ranker?” His girlfriend who awakened a C-rank talent, “What a waste, Lucian. My father took you in for nothing!” His best-friend who awakened an A-rank talent, “You know, seeing you so weak and vulnerable is kind of refreshing. She always hated your endless confidence, so do I. It’s no wonder she comes to me after being done with you.” Lucian, who was respected and envied now turned to a joke to the entire school and town. “Boom!” Those who he called friends attacked him, leaving him for dead in the Galactic Tower. … [Ding!] [Congratulations! 100,000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Self Regeneration (F-Rank) has evolved into Extreme Ungodly Regeneration (SSS-Rank)!] ──────────────────────── [Ungodly Regeneration] ▪ Class Rank: SSS ▪ Class Perk: — +∞% Vitality | x300% Mana (SSS) ▪ Class Skills: ➤ (SSS) Ungodly Regeneration: Instantly regenerates from any injury. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Shadow: Use your blood to awaken a blood shadow of slain enemies. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Extraction: Absorb the blood of the dead to gain random stat enhancements. [Upgradable] ────────────────── [Rerolling Standard Combat Spear...] [1,876x Reroll has been triggered!] [Standard Combat Spear → Blood Shadow Devourer(Legendary)] ──────────────────────── [Rerolling Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade)] [5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade)→Celestial Essence Amulet (Mythic-grade)] ──────────────── [Rerolling Tresure Chest[Bronze-grade).] [5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Treaure Chest[Bronze-grade)→Treasure Chest (Mythic-grade)] ••• While others spend their entire lives fighting for Mythical items, Lucian only had to reroll a common item into a mythical item. Equipping Hos Blood Shafows with Mythical grade armor and weapons, Lucian rose through the Tower with an unstoppable force. At the pinnacle, he looked down on the world with disdain. Some say with extraordinary powers, comes extraordinary responsibilities. Lucian: “Fvck that! I just want vengeance!” Extra Tags: No Yaoi, No Yuri, Possibly Harem (Vote! I can write either, and in any case, there will be multiple girls. The only difference is whether he chooses one in the end or goes the crazy path.. democracy is yours!)

Upon waking, Jiang Hui found himself to have unbelievably transformed into a willow tree, luckily, he had the Golden Finger by his side. Looking around, he suddenly had a grand dream, that was to create a powerful tribe that could stand the test of time. But what's the story with this Stone Village in the neighboring mountain range? And who is this lad named Shi Hao?! Also, what's the deal with those nine worms dragging a massive bronze coffin?!

Ryan, a wealthy entrepreneur, had built his business empire using the inheritance left by his parents after their tragic demise in an accident. One day, his office was raided by city officials following allegations of tax evasion. Shocked by the accusation, Ryan was confident he had been paying taxes annually through checks handed to his secretary. His secretary, equally stunned, convinced Ryan that foul play was at hand. Despite finding no evidence of wrongdoing during the raid, the officials insisted on shutting down Ryan's business for further investigation. Frustrated, Ryan pursued legal action, but the court delayed its verdict, granting the tax officer more time to fabricate evidence. As Ryan's predicament became public, influential allies distanced themselves from him. One day, Ryan received a mysterious call asking him to meet at a renowned city restaurant. Skeptical but desperate, he arrived to find the tax officer who had orchestrated the raid. Furious, Ryan considered leaving but stayed, thinking of his employees who depended on the business reopening. With a stoic expression, he asked the officer why he had called. The officer revealed his motive: he wanted a bronze cauldron Ryan had purchased at an auction. The city lord's son desired it as a birthday gift for his father, a collector of ancient artifacts. Ryan had bought the cauldron to support a charity for the elderly and had since forgotten about it. Though angered, Ryan agreed to hand it over to resolve the matter. Returning home, Ryan retrieved the cauldron from his collection room. Before proceeding, he recorded a video recounting the restaurant meeting and sent it to his secretary and close friends, instructing them to release it to the press if anything happened to him. While packing the cauldron, Ryan accidentally cut his finger, and his blood dripped onto the artifact. To his astonishment, the cauldron emitted a bright light, shrank, and shot into his forehead, piercing it. Ryan collapsed, unconscious, and suffered a fatal head injury. His friends, alarmed by his silence, rushed to his home and found him lifeless. Enraged, they released the video to the press, sparking a massive scandal. The city lord's son and his accomplices were arrested for their crimes. Meanwhile, Ryan's soul was transported to another world, marking the beginning of his immortal journey.

After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son. As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory. Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support. [Ding! Soulbinding successfully completed.] [Would the host like to upgrade your bronze-ranked butler to a powerful silver-ranked swordsman? Yes or No.] ............. https://discord.com/invite/8Ufe4789YX

"I will be the one who saves this godforsaken world, from the calamities and from itself!" In a world forsaken by the gods, humanity teeters on the brink of annihilation. The divine beings who once guided civilization have cast an unbreakable curse upon the land, birthing endless hordes of nightmarish creatures known as calamities. With no way to resist, mankind is nearly wiped out—until Arcade, the God of Games, intervenes. Through his unique power, select humans are granted the opportunity to awaken as Heroes, the only ones capable of standing against the tide of destruction. But there is a cost. Every aspiring Hero must face the Trial of the Doors, a mystical gateway that determines their worthiness and potential. Most receive bronze, silver, or at best, platinum doors. However, Thorn—an orphan with nothing to his name—encounters something never seen before: a 10★ Golden Door. The challenge within pushes him to his limits, nearly claiming his life, yet he emerges victorious, forging his destiny as the first Legendary Mecha Warlord. Armed with an Arcane Mecha, a fusion of divine technology and mystical power, Thorn enrolls in Hero Academy, where the strongest warriors train to protect humanity. But his unprecedented awakening attracts attention—from jealous rivals, powerful enemies, and even the gods themselves. As he navigates treacherous battles, conspiracies, and an ever-looming apocalypse, he must prove that he is not just a Hero… but the Hero who will reclaim humanity’s fate.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Battered but not beaten. Victory, the primordial demon and creator of the demon realm, finds herself betrayed by her own older brother and forced to retreat into the void to fulfil her name. Locked in an unbreakable coffin of her own design she awaits her eventual return in a deep slumber as she recovered. It just so happens that in a certain far off realm a certain girl is granted an unusual "gift" that will cause the Divine Demon of the Primordial Blood to reawaken to wrought her will in the realm of mortals. Whether that human girl can handle what it means to call upon one seeking the title of "strongest"; especially when the one she summons is one whose opinion on strength is one few can understand. For that same demoness... Who knows how she'll take the changes to the world during her departure from it. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Usual Updates At 4PM (GMT) Saturday -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Content Warnings Should Be Considered Warnings Rather Than Confirmation Of Content -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Four hundred years ago, the inhabitants of Thas Summoned warriors from other worlds to take down a Demon King. Thasnians and Terrans fought side by side, eventually sealing him. In the current day, Tas prepares for the centennial visit of Bolat. But the time is coming for the seal to expire. Summoning is now illegal. Tas must raise its own warriors to fight. But first the governments of the world must admit there is any danger at all.

With his eyes closed and opened again, Elias Carver found himself a miner in the depths beneath the Iron Overseers’ stronghold. Armed with a proficiency panel that could hone any skill known to the world, he carved his path through the twilight of the Valorian Empire—an age where warlords clashed for dominion and dark creatures stirred in the shadows.From the “Bronze Forged Frame” that tempered his body through the relentless strikes of mining, to the “Adamantine Bastion Scripture” that rendered him unbreakable; From the “Stormswift Stride” that granted him speed like the wind, to the “Phantom Glimmer” that let him dance through the air; From the “Lion’s Roar Barrage” that unleashed volleys of force from his voice, to the “Solar Raven Ascendancy” that scorched peaks and boiled rivers dry!He rose from the ashes of obscurity, his momentum unstoppable, until at last he stood peerless, gazing back on his journey. “At long last, I beheld the sun cleave the boundless heavens, and the pure river ripple under the wind for a thousand leagues.”

When there were strange signs in the sky, there must be demons lurking. Li Mo, who had studied antiques since he was young, had a strange change in his eyes after being struck by lightning. With a pair of divine eyes, he gained the ability to see through things and sense objects. He bought a gourd bottle for 500 yuan at a flea market and sold it for 230,000 yuan. A painting he casually bought turned out to be a genuine work by Xu Beihong, worth thirty to forty million yuan. The black double-eared bottle that came with the purchase of a set of gold jewelry turned out to be a genuine possession of the Ming imperial family. Ancient bronze ware, exquisitely crafted porcelain, calligraphy and painting with bold and vigorous strokes, and thrilling gambling stones came one after another. From then on, Li Mo's life underwent a revolutionary change. "I have divine eyes, and there are no treasures in the world that can escape my sight."

Thus says the Lord, the First and the Last, the One who was and is and is to come: “Let there be light.” And there was light. I set the boundaries of the deep and loosed the torrents from the heavens. I gave the eagle its flight and the lion its roar; to the behemoth, sinews of bronze, and to the Leviathan, body of phoenix. The nations rise and fall by My word; kings rule by My decree. From the dust, I formed man and set eternity in his heart, saying: “Be fruitful and multiply.” I am He who plants and He who uproots, He who wounds and He who heals, He who gives and He who takes away. Yet now, the pillars of creation tremble, and the foundations of the earth shake. The order I ordained is defied; My name is challenged. Who dares raise their hand against the Almighty? Who among the sons of dust would stand before their Maker? Let them come forth, that they may know I am the Lord. ___ This isn’t a biblical story, but a novel clearly inspired by it, but it’s not a religious text! No offense intended! Sandbox novel.

The people of Earth have been summoned once again. Scientists document six extinction events in Earth's history, but none of them were as natural as they claimed. Sylas and his family have been called back to the Browns, a family of billionaire elites with assets reaching into the trillions. He isn't sure what to expect until he touches a floating bronze cube that changes his life. [Bronze City Stele] [Status: Dormant] [Time to Activation: 04:13:38] Unfortunately, there's only one Stele and the Browns have already decided upon their candidates. If Sylas wants to control his own fate, he'll have to enter the Trial. Now, woefully unprepared, and stuck in a world filled with the extinct creatures of Earth, he'll have to carve out his own opportunity... whether the Browns like it or not. ======================== https://discord.gg/awespec instagram: @awespec_

The year was 2334, when virtual reality reached its peak with the creation of the SHS prototype, an advanced neural simulation that allows players to fully immerse themselves in alternate worlds. Henry Bartholomew was hand picked as a recruit to try out this new project. He had carefully chosen to enter the world where he was the son of a king, a chilling and lazy life. What happens when he wakes up as the son of a Baron instead? And even worse, his newly claimed character has a bad reputation around the people. With all odds against him, the young man decided he was by all means going to create a world where he could live as carefree as he wanted. But first he needed to do one thing - make his land the most successful in all the seven continents and save his family name And luckily, he had support - [Your Ep has been filled.] [Earning points can now be claimed.] The young lord tapped the screen. [Cards available for purchase.] [Territory upgrade.] [Description: this card allows you to upgrade your territory, allowing the land to level up multiple folds with more qualities and growth.] [Cost: 7000 Cp Rank: Bronze. (0/10) {10 Cp to upgrade} ] 'Upgrade all.' the young man replied.

The sun is dead. A black wound festers in the sky where it once burned. But even in death, the Coffin Sun bleeds—shedding searing fragments that fall through the stratosphere like divine shrapnel. When they strike earth, they rewrite the laws of flesh, mind, and memory. Touch one, and you're no longer yourself. You’re possessed by the light. Sixteen-year-old Tharin Wraec touched one. It didn’t kill him. It unmade him, then forged something worse. Now, his shadow walks beside him—alive, radiant, wrathful. A spectral twin of golden fire that moves when he doesn’t, speaks when he won’t, kills when he can’t. Together, they are hunted by zealots, dissected in dreams by suns that scream, and worshipped by the broken as a messiah of ash. Every step they take peels away another layer of the world. Time warps. Cities melt into myth. The old sun whispers behind reality’s veil, and it wants him back. His body is failing. His mind frays at the seams. But Tharin doesn’t want a cure. He wants vengeance. Because when the light touched him, it made a mistake. It left him alive.

A man in his thirties was standing in front of she-devil's grave, under everyone's watchful eyes, he dropped the flower to her coffin, his tone was full of ridicule. "Congrats on your death." Next year he came, "I won. You lost to me and I will live well. Just rot in there." Next year he came again, "I have a pretty girlfriend and I will marry next year. My life is good. Nothing to worry about." Next year he came once more, "I will stop visiting and forget you! My life is better without you! See, I live well!" But he came again the next year and the years after that. People said he was hunted by his so-called arch-enemy. That even after death, the devil did not even let him go. He stood in front of her grave. His once handsome face had turned old and wrinkly. "Bei Sangyun, I cursed you. You are not allowed to rest in peace. You must be suffering there like me, right? You devil..." He might be the last one standing. But his life was the same as the dead's- lifeless and empty. He did not live well, he never once marry and his heart was never at peace. And it was all the fault of one person. ***** Bei Sangyun was a big bully in high school. The target of her bullying was the skinny boy in her grade, Fei Chuan. They were classmates once in kindergarten and met again in high school. But one day, just a year left before graduation, the big bully suddenly changed. One day, Fei Chuan hesitantly opened his locker. The other night, the big bully said that she left something in his locker. He did not really want to open it. He was afraid a poisonous snake would come out of his locker. However, his report card was there. With gritted teeth, the young boy opened it. However, what appeared was not a hideous thing as he expected, but a bright pink letter with a little heart sticker as a seal. It turned out, the surprise was scarier than a snake. Was this a new form of torture? Since then, Bei Sangyun relentlessly chased the young Fei Chuan until the two got married. ****** This is a story of rebirth. The two arch-enemies who could not live under the same sky had become sweet lovers.

Have you ever had your organs harvested? Or bumped into a terrorist after a failed suicide? Probably not, but for Coffin this is his life, an existence he sees no purpose in. What happens when a nihilist is given the chance to join a group of intergalactic knights who combat sentient foreign threats? Will Coffin be able to find a purpose in this endless galaxy, or will it merely move his grave?

[Completed] Her husband killed her because she caught him having sex with another woman. But the universe loves her, as Her death will not end her story. Rose is given a chance to rebirth in her younger self. She had returned to a time when she had to make an important choice that would change her destiny. Rebirth with her old memories intact, she will not choose the path she had taken in her previous life. She will create a new direction this time, leading to happiness and love. Love from the man who has deeply felt for her since they first met. Let the adventure begin… ____ WPC #267 Winner (Bronze) ____ Author Novel: 1. DAMN! I FALL IN LOVE WITH HIM (Completed) 2. The Bride Of Immortal Crown Prince (Completed) 3. Rebirth: Dancing In My Destiny (Completed) 4. The Billionaire's Genius Wife (Completed) 5. Rebirth As The Vampire Lord's Wife (Completed) 6. My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back _____ How to contact me: >> Instagram account: authorpurplelight >> Join my Discord Server: https://bit.ly/purplelightserver _____ Notes: The book cover is mine. Please don't reuse it. _____

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

Eren Idril died as an old, decrepit, and piss-poor adventurer by the maws of a D-Rank monster. He had a lot of unfulfilled dreams and desires that couldn't see the light of the day after the light in his own eyes died down. But fortunately for him and unfortunately for the world, that wasn't his end. Eren was somehow dived back in time when he was a mere teen, attending Lionheart Academy for adventurers. When life gives him a second chance, Eren decides to exploit it to its fullest. Experience his vile deeds as he partakes in them without feeling the slightest bit of hesitation. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

"CRASH!" the last sound he heard; the last image being the smile of his friends. Jotou Howllett, a twenty-one year old nobody who finds little to no purpose in his life, wants to be a freelancer to make it big whilst trying to avoid education. He spends his last day of freedom with his friends before he's forced by his parents to attend college. That last day became his true last day as a white light flashed and he opened his eyes in a coffin, suffocating. He, now she, found herself to be in the body of a woman who had recently passed away. Jotou comes to realize that she's no longer in her world and now is in some sort of fantasy world. The rampant problems in this world soon find themselves surrounding Jotou, from the magics to the monsters to the wars between kingdoms and cities. Jotou sets out to uncover how she got here, why is she here, is she stuck here? Alongside the companions she finds in her way. _ Join the Discord Community for extra info about spells, magic, the world, announcements and more! : https://discord.gg/NPxPJZKamz _ Here's the map of the world!: https://imgur.com/a/krMRCCX Follow along on her journey through this new world, an isekai anime style story written the way I would love to read myself. It's set in an industrial revolution-esque era with magics and inconsistent technologies as a result. From slice of life moments to dark moments; comedy, fantasy, darkness, romance, mystery and reincarnation all rolled up into one adventure and I do hope anyone reading this has fun and enjoys the journey that's crafted! I intend to go by arcs and chapters much like a light novel. If you would like to give me any feedback about my writing or just want to appreciate my work, you can always leave a comment, a review or a power stone or leave feedback in the Discord! Any support is appreciated. My Links: Email: eletro104@gmail.com Reddit: u/Eletro_101 Twitter: @eletro101 Discord Community for this Book: https://discord.gg/NPxPJZKamz

Varek Solin was born into a world where power is given at birth. On his 10th birthday, every child opens their Vault, a source of mana that will shape their future. In a society divided by wealth and rank, those born into riches are granted Diamond Vaults, while the poor settle for Bronze Vaults, their strength bound by fate. But Varek’s path was never meant to follow the ordinary. With a Bronze Vault in his chest, his future seems set—until a war between humans and demons turns his world upside down. Amidst the chaos of battle, Varek encounters a force beyond his understanding—a mysterious power that will alter the course of his life. As his powers awaken and the world around him shifts, Varek must face the truth of what lies within him. A boy from the lowest ranks, with a vault like no other. What is this power that calls to him from the shadows? And how far will he go to understand it? In a world where strength determines your fate, Varek Solin will soon learn that the greatest power lies not in the vaults of wealth, but in the mysteries buried beneath the surface.

"Any who don the title of 'king' or anything of the sort in my presence is nothing more than an ignorant fool. This is my land and I shall be reclaiming it soon. I am Cacophony, the Vampire Empress!" As those words left her lips, every cell in my body reacted. It was unreal—no, it was otherworldly. Her beauty, her power, and her overwhelming arrogance. It might've been then that I realized that my normal life had ended. How did it come to this? Ah, it was curiosity. Yes, a deathly curiosity brought me to that graveyard that day. It was there that I stumbled upon her coffin. I had absolutely no clue what I was doing then, and even now I have no idea what possessed me to touch it—that single moment changed the course of history for the entire world. I found myself delving into a completely unknown world. Should I regret it? Maybe. But the truth is, I don't. Exploring the world’s hidden secrets, forging unexpected bonds, and living alongside the revived empress—it’s exciting. "Even if it's wrong, I think I'm going to enjoy every moment of it."

When Xia Chuan steps through an ancient bronze gate, he expects to explore a new world—but he never imagined he would arrive as a colossal titan. To the tiny inhabitants of this land, he is not just a giant—he is a god. Kingdoms worship or fear him, armies tremble before his presence, and even the most powerful warriors are no bigger than ants at his feet.

The air in my chocolate lab still smells like cocoa and regret. I’d spent years perfecting single-origin truffles, roasting beans until they gleamed like obsidian, and stashing Bitcoin profits in a wallet I’d named “Cocoa Reserve.” That wallet held $265,000, a golden ticket to expand my empire with a flagship store in Brussels. And then, with one click on a spoofed bill labeled "Belgian Chocolate Molds – Urgent Payment," my crypto was gone faster than a caramel drip on a hotplate. The swindle was a masterclass of nastiness. Contact WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguard.com Website link: digitaltechguard.com The email mimicked my actual supplier's fonts, logos, even their typo-ridden English ("Kindly proceed the transfer immediately"). I'd been fooled by digital drag-and-drop. My heart sank as I watched the transaction confirmation flash tauntingly on-screen a spinning wheel of death where my life's work once dwelled. My accountant hyperventilated into a bag of cocoa nibs. My CFO threatened to "quit and become a beekeeper." And me? I stared into the blockchain explorer, tracing my Bitcoin's path through a hydra of mixers and offshore wallets, each one a nail in my entrepreneurial coffin. A midnight Slack rant in a food founders' group summoned a lifeline: Digital Tech Guard Recovery. Their name materialized between messages about shelf-stable ganache and FDA audits. Skeptical but spiraling, I slid into their DMs like a kid begging for a Halloween candy refill. Within hours, their team examined the theft with the finesse of a chocolatier tempering couverture. They tracked the scammer's twisting layers of fake KYC docs, Malta shell companies, and a Cypriot payment processor fishier than a truffle oil factory. Digital's forensic team became my avengers in hoodies. They collaborated with regulators from four countries, subpoenaing exchanges and freezing accounts mid-launder. The scammers, it turned out, had gotten greedy, siphoning funds into a stable coin wallet that had been flagged for "excessive hot sauce purchases" (no, really). Thirteen days later, I received a PDF titled "Recovery Complete" and a screenshot of my recovered wallet. No fanfare, no blare of trumpet, just the subdued hum of justice served cold, like a dark chocolate gelato. Digital Tech Guard Recovery not only saved my nest egg; they unraveled a fraud ring that is now in Interpol's sights. My Brussels boutique opens next spring, its safes guarded by triple-authentication and a paranoia so thick you could cut it into bonbons. I've even added a company motto: "Trust no one especially if they claim to sell Belgian molds." If your crypto dissolves into the digital ether, skip the panic attack. Call the Digital. They're the magic between catastrophe and resiliency. Just maybe screen your vendors twice, and keep the cocoa nibs handy for emergencies.

My family runs a coffin shop. Every sixth day, this woman would come in to order one. But when she asked for a fourth, I finally realized—she was ordering them for my own family of four.

Title: Abyssal Chimes Genre: Cosmic Folk Horror / Time-Bending Thriller *Synopsis:* In the fog-shrouded valley of Corpse Falls Town, where pagoda trees bleed and construction sites exhale the breath of the dead, antiques dealer Lin Moyu becomes entangled in a temporal curse older than the Ming Dynasty. When a smuggled Bronze Bell covered in corpse wax appears in his shop, its cursed chimes fracture reality, revealing three overlapping timelines: a 15th-century massacre of shaman priests, a modern archaeological expedition’s disappearance, and Lin’s own complicity in a catastrophic urban development project three years prior. As the Bell’s vibrations summon corpse soldiers from limestone caves and warp digital devices into occult artifacts, Lin discovers every victim’s skull sprouts bronze roots connecting to an underground Bone Pagoda. The town’s "residents" are revealed as echoic phantoms—their deaths endlessly reenacted through cursed objects: QR codes that rewrite memories, livestreams broadcast from decaying eyeballs, and concrete mixed with ground funerary coins. Key horrors unfold through fractal revelations: - The Bell’s Sanskrit inscriptions are quantum codes predicting Lin’s own autopsy report - Construction blueprints from 2021 contain hidden blood sacrifice diagrams - Missing archaeologists are found fused with Ming dynasty burial silks, their smartphones playing war drums from 1423 The cosmic truth emerges through temporal bleeding: Corpse Falls Town exists in a "wound" between timelines, sustained by an ouroboros of guilt. Every character is simultaneously victim and perpetrator across centuries—Lin’s father designed the dam that awakened ancient curses, while Lin himself becomes the Ming general who first ordered mass executions to silence the shamans. *Themes:* - Guilt as a self-replicating cosmic force - Technology as modern necromancy (5G towers as spirit poles, cloud storage as soul jars) - Archaeological colonialism’s cyclical violence *Closing Paradox:* In the fractal finale, Lin must let the Bell annihilate all timelines—including his own birth—to break the curse. Yet the final page reveals this manuscript itself is a cursed object, its words rearranging to implicate whoever reads it in the next cycle of atrocities. *Comp Titles:* - *Annihilation* meets *The Ring* in Guillermo del Toro’s *Pan’s Labyrinth* - *Dark (Netflix)* collides with Junji Ito’s *Uzumaki* - *The Southern Reach Trilogy* rewritten as Ming dynasty occult procedural Hook: Every technological artifact you use—from subway QR codes to wireless earbuds—becomes a gateway to ancestral horror in this narrative ouroboros where reading the book implicates you in its curse.

"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.

Qi Yun was abandoned at birth, left with only a mysterious bronze token bearing his name. Growing up as an outcast in his village, he displayed extraordinary hunting skills, far surpassing even the strongest hunters. Yet, the Mistwood, a forbidden forest shrouded in mystery, always called to him. On his fateful journey into the Mistwood, Qi Yun encounters monstrous beasts, ancient relics, and a hidden power that changes his destiny forever. Taken in by a reclusive master, he steps onto the treacherous path of cultivation, where strength reigns supreme and betrayal lurks in every shadow. With an unfathomable secret buried deep within his bloodline, Qi Yun must rise against fate, devour his enemies, and forge his own legend in a world where only the strong survive!

An SS-rank hunter. A god among mortals. A man whose sword could split mountains and whose presence alone terrified monsters and humans alike. Kai was the one who reclaimed humanity’s future, standing above all, wielding absolute power. He was respected, feared, and worshipped. But absolute power came with a curse—boredom. With nothing left to challenge him, he chose to end his life. And yet, death did not embrace him. He woke up—inside a coffin. A funeral was being held. His funeral. Except… the body wasn’t his. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What to Expect: ~ Fast Leveling + Rare items and monsters ~ LitRPG System + Stats + Hidden Abilities ~ Cultivation & Training Maniac ~ Character growth ~ Action-packed moments. Thank you so much for checking out the story! If you enjoy it, please support it by adding it to your favorites, leaving a comment, and spoiling me with a good rating—it helps me grow and motivates me to keep writing. Your support means the world!

In collapsing spacetime, {Linhe}—a woman with cybernetic prosthetics—trades quantum-state memories through a convenience store vending machine, desperate to reclaim her mother’s final moments. {Mingjing}, a memory recovery agent, exposes the "immortality protocol" as a cruel experiment: Linhe’s transactions funnel pain into the Stardust Sea to sustain her mother’s fading consciousness. Plunging into memory vortices, they discover their symbiotic origin—split from the same primal code. Behind the Bronze Door lies the truth: Mother transformed herself into stardust, while her daughter became a vessel for cultivating sorrow. Shattering the trade system, they release memories back to the Stardust Sea. Sand grains morph into dandelion seeds sprouting translucent shoots in asphalt cracks, as stardust dew on the store’s glass whispers forever: "The sand knows all answers."