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Assesion To The Divine Throne

Eternal Thrones

**Synopsis:** **"When realms collide, their borders torn, Sovereigns are born. From ash of exiles, A heir shall rise with crown in hand. The banished blood, once chained in night, Will drink the stars to claim their right. Through trials of ruin, throne’s decree, He’ll wield the storm or set it free."** Alex always dreamed of escaping his mundane life—until he woke up *inside* the game he’d obsessed over. ***Eternal Thrones***. At first, it was paradise: a sprawling fantasy realm of magic, monsters, and mythic quests. But his joy shattered when he realized *who* he’d become—**the tutorial character**, a doomed pawn fated to die in the prologue to teach players about loss. Trapped in the body of a sacrificial nobody, Alex refuses to accept his scripted demise. Armed with memories of the game’s secrets and a burning defiance, he rewrites the rules. Every step he takes unravels the predestined tapestry: forgotten gods stir, hidden factions hunt him, and the very fabric of *Sovereigns Conquest's* begins to fracture. But breaking fate comes at a cost. **Why read?** -** expansive world building ** - **A underdog’s battle against predestined doom**- **Mind-bending twists** - **Ephereal magic systems**,and eldritch horrors - A protagonist who claws his way from *expendable tutorial fodder* to a legend feared by gods . Dive into *Eternal Thrones*—where every choice could mean salvation or annihilation, **Start reading now—before the game resets.**
UNKNOWN4U · 2K Views

The Legend of the Eternal Throne.

On the Orandia Continent, strong individuals and geniuses have never been absent. Whether it is the noble Elves, the resilient Giants, or the majestic Dragons, the legacies and families of all races stand firm on this ancient land. The civilization of the continent has endured the test of time, with its glorious history interwoven with bloodshed. However, this continent is not a peaceful paradise. The dark tides of the Demon Race surge forth, and the magical beasts ravage the homes of humans, Elves, and other races, slowly closing in on the heart of every civilization. Disaster is inevitable, yet in this time of crisis, internal strife between factions and empires still persists. In this turbulent land, who will shoulder the responsibility of changing the future? Who will reclaim control over the collapsing destiny? The wheels of fate begin to turn, and a boy who starts from humble beginnings is gradually advancing toward the pinnacle that will change the Orandia Continent. His name is Roy. A boy of ordinary origins, a child with nothing to his name, yet due to the favor of destiny and his unwavering determination, he paves a path that belongs to him. As Roy rises from a despised youth to a savior feared and admired by all the races of the continent, every step he takes is filled with hardship and challenges. Confronted with a chaotic situation, he must not only fight against the Demon Race and magical beasts but also find his own strength in every difficult decision. This is a story of growth, struggle, and sacrifice; a tale of how a hero rises from being an unknown nobody to ultimately changing the fate of the entire world. Watch as Roy rises through harsh trials, conquering past enemies, and ultimately standing atop the summit that is his alone, securing a place of his own.
Jayrek · 8.4K Views

RAIWAN AGAINST THE DIVINE

Fate... Gods... Parant... These concepts are elusive and their powers unfathomable. Their existence is cloaked in mystery, beyond the understanding of mere mortals. One should never become their enemy, for it would be an unfair battle. But since when has the world been fair? It has never been fair, and this is especially true for Raiwan. Once a humble kid whose past grievances led him to what he had become as his parents were killed by the treacherous king of his continent. this led him to this pivotal moment, he must contend not only with the might of kings, but also with the whims of fate and the gods. Each of these forces is formidable enough to crush a person under the weight of their mere gaze. The kings are so powerful that in their presence, Raiwan is like a mere fly before a dragon, a creature feared by all beings. No matter how many flies gather, they cannot harm the dragon. One breath of its flames, and Raiwan would be incinerated. Fate? Fate is even worse. To it, Raiwan is just a puppet. It is mysterious, formidable, and cunning. Every action, every thought, every encounter—whether friend or foe—might be Fate playing its tricks. It could easily turn the entire world against him if it so wished. And woe to anyone who dares to oppose the gods. For there is no winning, only losing. How can one fight beings whose weakest powers are omnipotent, omniscient, and omnipresent? They know all your plans before you make them, hear your thoughts more clearly than you do. There is no hiding from them. After a calamitous battle in the mystical city of Katafshan, Raiwan received a chilling notification from his system that sent shivers down his spine, his body shaking as if struck by lightning. The message was clear and terrifying: [Alert!] [The god of doom has entered this universe solely to get rid of you.] [New quest received: ] [Reward: ]
Alixwel_oo1 · 2K Views

The Divine and the Damned

A sudden movement in the dark corner of the room caught my attention. Startled out of my wits, I leaped back in fear, grabbing the first object my hands landed on— a lamp, and holding it in front of me defensively, like a weapon. Slowly, I watched a figure emerge from the far corners of the darkness. As he drew closer to where I stood, the sunlight streaming through the window revealed his features. He was tall, with a lean, chiseled physique, and his shoulders were broad. Silver-blonde hair spilled from his head, falling loosely around his face, giving him both a wild and seductive look, and I couldn't look away. Not from this beautiful man. He had jaw-dropping facial features that consisted of a sharp jaw with equally sharp cheekbones, a straight nose, a perfect mouth, and by the heavens, expressionless eyes. Eyes of gold and brown. Eyes that stared straight into mine. I fought back a shudder, muttering a silent curse under my breath. So, this was Dragos. ********** Centuries after his brother’s betrayal, Dragos Nicolae Vlad III has chosen solitude over his destined role as the leader of vampires. But when Dawn Carter, a young woman with financial struggles, lands a job at the Vlad mansion, her immunity to Dragos’ compulsion stirs something long dead within him—worry. He needs to find out why. Dawn has no idea vampires exist, let alone that she’s living among them—or that the dangerously gorgeous Dragos is their chosen one. As feelings start to grow between them, old wounds and new desires surface, but their love isn’t meant to be. She is something else—something pure. And he? A being forged from dark magic, forever damned. A vampire, and not just any kind. Will Dragos give up the first woman to touch his heart in over four hundred years? Or can their forbidden love create a path to peace for both human and vampire species?
Riley_Ruth · 5.1K Views

The Divine system:my journey to celestial Godhood By kbp

The scene opens with a bloodied battlefield, littered with the lifeless bodies of demons and angels alike, both fallen and holy. The stench of death hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid smoke of the scorched earth. The landscape is a wasteland, a testament to the brutality of the battle that had just unfolded.Not far from the carnage, hidden within the shadows of a cave, lay three figures. Two were gravely wounded, their bodies barely clinging to life. One was the archangel Michael, whose once radiant armor was now stained with blood, his wings torn and battered. The other was the fallen archangel Lucifer, his wings scorched and tattered, his face twisted in agony as he fought to stay conscious. The third figure, In stark contrast to the injured angels, stood tall and composed. His presence was almost ethereal, though his features were hidden in shadow, making him an enigmatic figure in the midst of the ruin. He gazed down at Lucifer, a look of sympathy in his eyes. “I’m sorry that you had to suffer this fate,” he murmured, his voice laced with regret. His eyes shifted to both archangels, and he sighed deeply. “I’ll make it right.” A brief pause followed, the words after “I’ll make it right” lost in a quiet murmur, as if the figure’s voice faltered, or the meaning was veiled in secrecy. The only words that were clear came at the end, filled with finality and determination. “Take this new life and…” Another break in his words, this time leaving a lingering silence. Suddenly, the scene faded, shifting from the cave of despair to a small, dimly lit room. A young man lay in bed, his body drenched in sweat, breathing heavily as though he had just run a marathon. His eyes flickered open, a look of panic written across his face. He bolted upright, the nightmare still fresh in his mind. “Shit, that same dream… when will it stop?” Lucian Cross muttered, rubbing his eyes as if to rid himself of the lingering remnants of the vision. Glancing at the alarm clock beside him, he saw the time—almost 7:30 AM. He groaned, realizing he was running late. With a sigh, he threw off the covers and reluctantly dragged himself out of bed. It was the last day of school, and though he had hoped for it to be a day of relief, it held no joy. It was the day of the awakening ceremony, a day that would determine his future and his job class, though Lucian’s expectations were low. School, in his mind, was nothing but a hellish place. A place where he was used and trampled on, his life a series of miserable days. But today—today was supposed to be different. It was his last day, and maybe, just maybe, the ceremony would bring something good. He didn’t dare dream too big, but a small hope flickered inside him. The vice principal called out, “Lucian Cross, come on stage.” Lucian gulped as the whispers of mocking and ridicule from his classmates and juniors filled the air. He could hear their gossip: “Why is he even here?” “Bet he’ll awaken nothing.” “He’s just wasting our time.” Tightening his fist, Lucian forced himself forward, his footsteps heavy with anxiety. Reaching the podium, he glanced at the imposing white crystal, its surface shimmering with an otherworldly glow. “Place your hand on the crystal,” the vice principal instructed. Lucian hesitated briefly before resting his hand against the cool surface of the crystal. The room fell silent, anticipation hanging thick in the air. Suddenly, the crystal erupted in a dazzling platinum light so bright it was blinding. Gasps echoed through the hall as a celestial-class phenomenon unfolded. The sound of heavenly trumpets filled the room, shaking the very ground beneath them. The heavens themselves seemed to part, and a radiant Roman cross-like gate opened in the sky above. From the portal descended two armies of celestial beings, one side composed of graceful angels, the other of fallen angels. The fallen angels were an intimidating sight. Dark knights clad ...
Kingblaqpen · 4.4K Views
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