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We All Are Lords

All the Elders in My Sect Are My Avatars!

Common Summary: A common modern man finds himself in an immortal cultivation world right after his death. Armed with a sect system to assist him on this difficult journey, he is shocked to discover that the elders summoned by the system are, in fact, avatars of himself. Determined to take things one step at a time and enjoy his new life, he makes a decision: "I’ll leave the problems to my avatars, and I’ll cultivate in peace." ---------------------------------- Xianxia Summary: Are your cultivation techniques of high quality? Then check out the almost-perfect techniques my avatar created! The best quality golden core is the extreme first-grade core? Then look at my extreme first-grade core! The usual tribulation for geniuses has 9 lightning bolts? Mine does too! I don’t have a perfect foundation, so if the heavens send more lightning, I’ll sue them! Common protagonists take an elixir that should make them rise 9 levels, but they only rise 1 because of their perfect foundation? Then I’ll take it and rise 10 realms, because my foundation is almost-perfect, not perfect. While other protagonists struggle in one realm to reach perfection and fight a level higher, I’m already 4 realms ahead. ---------------------------------- PS: There is no other protagonist besides the MC. In this summary, the protagonists mentioned are only from the works he read in the modern world. PS2: I try to include explanations and descriptions of each realm and other aspects of the world, but they will only appear when the MC interacts with them or reaches that realm. PS3: The avatars don’t have much focus in the beginning, but in later chapters, they will get more and more screen time. PS4: Almost reaching the last console. PS5: I made it! ---------------------------------- The story will also be available on RR, under the same title and author pseudonym.
Tigr4 · 53.9K Views

Under the Demon's Onyx Shadow: Why Are Demon Lords Obsessed With Me?

Update: Mon, Wed, and Fri [Very Mature and Explicit Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.
KerriahVoss · 23.3K Views

Traveling through 90s: All villians are my children

After Wang Qi died in a car accident, she traveled to a romantic novel in which a domineering president fell in love with her, and unexpectedly became the stepmother of the male protagonist and the biological mother of three villain bosses. But Wang Qi traveled through time to the 1990s, five years before the novel began. At this time, the original heroine of the novel had not yet been reborn, and the plot had not yet begun. The eldest son, one of the villain boss was only fourteen years old, and the other two were still in her belly and had not yet been born. In order to reverse hee fate as cannon fodder and the tragic ending of her three children, Wang Qi used the golden finger she got from traveling through the book to gamble on stones and appraise treasures to accumulate wealth; she recruited soldiers, opened companies, and bought land to become a billionaire! She wants to train her crazy and paranoid gangster eldest son into a patriotic young man with five virtues; educate her gloomy and taciturn high IQ antisocial genius daughter into a scientific research tycoon; and make her spoiled and bipolar trouble-making younger son an international superstar. Try your best to let everyone say goodbye to the original plot! Hello readers!!! This is not my book I am just translating this book from Chinese to English.What I mean is I am correcting or editing a mechanical version because there is grammatical mistakes in it regarding genders. So I will not claim any credits. Thank you. Author Name:Zixu Wuyoujun
Fi3ry_Gurl · 386 Views

We are the fear

Hello everyone. I'm the creator of the horror short story collection *We Are the Fear*. For me, creating this work is like embarking on an exciting journey to explore the dark corners deep within the human soul. It's also a fantastical adventure of translating the thrilling inspirations surging in my heart into words. For a long time, the horror genre has had an irresistible appeal to me. The unknown and dangers lurking beneath the surface of daily life always stir up my boundless imagination. Many moments in life, whether it's the eerie shadow cast by an ancient building or the sudden strange sounds in the dead of night, can become the sparks for my creation, lighting the fuse of one terrifying story after another. I'm enthusiastic about excavating the most hidden and fragile parts of human nature. In my opinion, the complexity of human nature is an inexhaustible wellspring for horror stories. Everyone has seeds of fear within. It could be the fear of loneliness, the worry about loss, or the awe of unknown forces. I attempt to amplify these emotions in my works, placing them in extreme situations to showcase the diverse reactions of human nature in the face of fear. Each story in *We Are the Fear* is a painstakingly crafted crystallization of horror. I'm dedicated to creating an atmosphere that can make readers' hearts pound and send chills down their spines. Starting with environmental descriptions, I use delicate strokes to sketch out gloomy scenes, enabling readers to feel as if they're on the scene and experience the chilling sensation that rushes towards them. Then, I delve into the characters' inner worlds, depicting their psychological changes when confronted with horror, so that readers can truly empathize with the characters' fear and despair. When it comes to the narrative rhythm, I strive to achieve a proper balance. I artfully set suspense, keeping readers in a state of high tension and curiosity throughout the reading process, eager to uncover the mystery. And at appropriate times, I slow down the pace, giving readers a brief moment of respite while inadvertently planting new foreshadows to prepare for the next onslaught of fear. I hope this book can bring readers an ultimate horror experience. While reading, they can feel the excitement of an adrenaline rush, and after closing the book, they can sink into profound contemplation about human nature and the unknown. *We Are the Fear* is not merely a collection of stories; it's a testament to my love and pursuit of horror literature. I hope it can touch the unique perception of horror deep within each reader's heart.
Daoist8Sv6wH · 4K Views

My Love, We Are Destined To Be Together

"With this ring, I give you my heart! From this day you shall not walk alone, my arms will be your home forever!" The wedding vow, which he took just a few hours ago, rang in his mind, as he felt himself taking the painful last breath! Today was his wedding day, and just a few hours ago he got married with his best friend cum assistant. For him it was the happiest day in his life, as today finally someone became his family! However, as the saying goes, happiness never longs last! His happiness also didn't lasted for even a day, and everything crumbled down around him, after witnessing his newly wedded wife in someone else's arms! No, he wasn't just someone, but his mortal enemy! On his first night, his wife shattered all his dreams with her one announcement, "Babe, don't be so rude! He's my husband, not just anyone!" She smiled sweeter as honey, and spoke further to confirm her statement, "You heard it right, babe! He's my husband, real husband, for the last two years!" Rishabh clutched his neck feeling an extremely painful burning sensation in his throat before it started to spread on his body! It seemed like his body was being pierced by thousands of needles! He tried to move forward, but his knees gave up resulting him to fall on his knees! He opened his mouth to speak, but also failed in the process! He realised he was poisoned, and the poison already spread in his veins! Pain of betrayal flashed in his eyes, as he stared at the couple kissing each other passionately! The man smirked at him in amusement, and moved a bit forward with a mocking laugh, "I know you've so many questions in your mind, let me satisfy you before you take your last breath!" He took a file from his wife, and showed it to Rishash with a cunning smirk, "This papers, which you didn't cared to check before signing down, are not marriage registration papers, but the property transfer deed! According to this deed, from now, all your assets, and belongings belongs to my wife!" "Rishabh Raichand!" "You forgot the rules in our profession, women cannot be believed fully! Nobody can understand a woman's heart, and mind! Bad luck, see you in hell!" The light in his eyes dimmed with the quench of vengeance, and blood! His body felt airy, as it touched the cold sea water, and drowned deeper with each passing seconds! "Please Mahadev! Grant me the second lease of life, I want revenge!" He knew there was no second chance, but still cried out desperately in his heart, for the first time while sinking deeper under the sea! Well, maybe because it was his first wish, or maybe because of his heartfelt plea for one chance, the person sitting in heaven smiled, "Your wish is granted!" In the dreadful night, under the moonlight, and over the sea was sailing another private yacht, where a beautiful woman could be seen sipping her wine leisurely, while gazing onto the bright moon. "Madam, there's something in our net!" One of her subordinate informed her, resulting her to raise her brows, "What?" "A man!" The young lady glanced at him furrowing her brows in disinterest, "Alive, or dead!" "Alive!" He replied curtly, and continued further, "His body is blue, and brutally tortured, face is also unrecognisable! It seems like he was inhumanely tortured, and poisoned before thrown in the sea!" Interest piqued, and the young lady stood up before following the gaurd. She stood in front of the man on the deck, and glanced at his bleeding body, "Intersting, it seems Mahadev granted his wish!" She looked up at her subordinates, and commanded, "I want him to stay alive..!"
Komolika · 5.7K Views
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