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The Steppeborn: The Art of War and the Broken Path The steppe was never conquered. It was unmade. The Orontai rode like wind across the grasslands, their breath bound to sky and silence, not cities or thrones. But the Zhong Empire came with iron phalanxes and talismans of fire. They did not bring war. They brought extinction. Altan was born to that vanishing. A child without elemental gift. Voiceless. Spirit-null. Unwanted. Yet when the Zhong burned the clans, he did not beg. He fought. And when his mother, the last Flamecaller, stood alone on the ridge and whispered “Run,” he obeyed. Not to survive. But to remember. Hunted and broken, he fled west to the edge of the world, a place left blank on every chart, not out of myth, but because no one who entered ever returned. There, in the forbidden abyss known only in old blood and older fear, he fell into something deeper than legend. A chasm where cultivation dies and pain speaks. When he returned, the war had changed. But so had he. As phalanx legions rise and empires tighten their grip, a different kind of war begins. Formations clash in passes narrow as memory. Shields lock. Spears break. Blood spills in the thousands. There are no gods here. No destiny. Only discipline, silence, and the will to endure. And the storm no longer comes from the sky. It rises from the chasm. "This story is also being published on RoyalRoad.com under the same title and author."

"And what do you know about harmonizing?" Xiao Yue looked at him as if he had just spit on her ancestor's grave. "Me? I'm the CEO of the Inner Dao. I have a Master's in Spiritual Synergy and a triple Ph.D. in Multitasking Cultivation, with honors in 'Qi Optimization Under Pressure.' Should I show you my resume, or would you prefer a PowerPoint presentation on my celestial achievements?" Kenji Tanaka was a Japanese CEO with the soul of a spreadsheet: cold, analytical, and completely allergic to improvisation. He died like any good executive: from an excess of meetings. Now, he's Kenji, a nobody in a world of cultivators, dragons, absurd sects, and spiritual manuals that take ten lifetimes to read. Martial talent? Zero. Ability to shatter mountains with a single blow? Nil. A master plan to turn chaos into a celestial startup, KPIs and all? Absolutely. They are the unstoppable force. He is the guy with the plan, the tea, and the to-do list. While his harem of martial geniuses smashes armies as if they were piñatas, Kenji optimizes formations, improves techniques, manages internal conflicts, and turns alchemy into a production line. He doesn't fight, he doesn't scream, he doesn't cultivate like a madman. He outsources the violence. Because cultivating like crazy is optional,but leading with efficiency is mandatory.

Title: Wall Street Vengeance Genre: Mystery / Crime / Action / Psychological Growth / Revenge Setting: Modern-day New York, where the glittering towers of Wall Street hide a dark underworld intertwined with corrupt politicians and criminal syndicates. At its heart is the "Blue Ocean Project," an illegal biotech experiment protected by powerful figures. Plot Summary: Chapters 1–5: Descent into Darkness Jack Morgan, once a successful investment banker, returns from prison to find his career usurped by Richard Langley. Blacklisted, Jack descends into the city's underbelly, meeting Emily, a hacker, and Isabella, who reveals that the "Blue Ocean Project" is more than just money laundering—it's a dangerous government-sanctioned experiment. Jack suspects he was framed to protect this conspiracy. Chapters 6–10: Shadows and Schemes Discovering Richard’s vast influence over finance, politics, and crime, Jack realizes the danger he faces. Chinatown gang leader Ali pressures them for intelligence on the project. Through violent confrontations, Jack evolves from a corporate elite into a hardened survivor, building his own network of allies and informants. Chapters 11–15: Counterstrike Formation After escaping Ali’s ambush, Jack consults John, a streetwise strategist. With new insights, Jack plans to infiltrate Richard’s empire using Isabella’s connections, gather evidence, and expose the conspiracy publicly. His goal shifts from survival to justice, aiming to dismantle Richard’s empire and reveal the truth behind the Blue Ocean Project. Themes: Survival & Rebirth: Jack’s transformation reflects resilience in adversity. Justice & Vengeance: The moral ambiguity of personal justice when legal systems fail. Power & Corruption: Exposes the collusion between capital, politics, and crime. Trust & Betrayal: Highlights the fragility of trust and the impact of betrayal. Unresolved Questions: What secrets does the "Phoenix Laboratory" hold? Who is John, and what is his past? Will Ali discover Jack’s plan? Does Isabella have hidden motives? Style & Tone: Fast-paced, gritty, and intense, blending sharp dialogue with psychological depth. The narrative contrasts urban decay with corporate opulence, delivering action-packed sequences and intricate schemes. Themes of identity, redemption, and resistance resonate throughout, making Jack a symbol of defiance against systemic oppression.

Shi Hao, un jeune homme, a réussi à renverser la situation face à une figure puissante cherchant à le posséder. Il a acquis d'innombrables techniques de cultivation, compétences martiales, formations, connaissances en alchimie et arts du talisman, le mettant sur un chemin légendaire. Désormais, chaque génie et tyran doit s'incliner devant lui. Ceux qui refusent? Ils seront éliminés !

When Chen Ke got electrocuted while gaming during a blackout, he didn’t expect to wake up in a world filled with demon armies, nine-headed dragons, and sword-wielding giants. Even more absurd—his soul now resides in the weak, sickly body of a fourteen-year-old noble heir in the war-torn Haotian Continent. But the real twist? A single strand of chest hair transforms into the very mouse he used to game with—now bound to his soul and unlocking supernatural powers with a simple click! [ Ding! Skill copied successfully. ] [ Ding! Enemy cultivation cleared.] [ Ding! Do you want to change the timeline?] Armed with a game-like system and his trusty mouse, Chen Ke can copy abilities, format enemies, and even send demon kings to the recycling bin! But with limited mental power and a world full of cultivators, monsters, and political schemes, surviving won’t be as easy as just clicking “yes.”

Yang Qing sighed as he gazed upon the black building that stood tall piercing the skies above with an inviolable aura around it. "The Order sure is black-hearted," he angrily thought as he made his way into the building begrudgingly. The building could be considered his home away from home and a source of endless grief for him due to its unforgiving working hours. The building housed the courtrooms of the Cultivation Order Society, an organization founded to maintain a semblance of order in the ruthless cultivation world of the southern continent who if left to their own devices would sink the whole continent to the ground. Due to how impetuous cultivators were, the cases never stopped. "Yi Jie, what do we have today?" "Two cultivators at the palace realm fought over a treasure and destroyed half of the territory of the blue deer kingdom in their fight, A rogue cultivator is suing the owner of the falling meteor blacksmith shop for selling him a faulty saber that keeps attracting lightning tribulations. A cultivator suffering from pill poisoning is blaming it on the white hilltop restaurant as he suspects they are feeding their spirit beasts pills to make them bigger and fatter. And the last case is 500 families are suing a cultivator by the name of Ren Fu for being negligent as a husband and a father whilst also pilfering their resources dry as he moves from place to place.," Awkward silence ensues........... Join me as we follow Yang Qing in his role as a judge in the Cultivation Order Society with cases and troubles that never seem to end. Fair warning the story has multiple POVs. Re-edited chapter (50/50) Second milestone (79/150) All support matters whether it's power stones, comments, reviews, golden tickets, subscriptions, or those who buy privilege chapters or even lurking readers..I welcome all your support in whatever format it comes in and I thank you for it, It really does mean a lot, especially to rookie authors like myself.

In this vast world, where the strong rule and the weak are trampled. From the moment I drew breath into this world, misfortune clung to me like a curse. The night I was born, the skies turned blood-red, and the Demon Clan descended from the heavens like a swarm of locusts. They destroyed everything-my village, my family, my entire world. My father fought to his last breath, wielding a broken blade against the tides of darkness. My mother through her tears, used her final life force to carve divine runes into the earth, sealing me within a celestial formation… and with that, she vanished into the ashes of history. I survived. But what is survival… when everything you love has been reduced to dust? I was orphaned by fate. Raised by suffering. Named by sorrow. In this world where strength reigns supreme, I was cast aside as a cripple, powerless and forgotten. But in the depths of despair, a fire was born. I vowed beneath the heavens: One day, I will make the gods remember my name. I walk the path of defiance. I cultivate through pain, rage, and vengeance. I do not kneel. I do not beg. I will rise from ashes to legend, from mortal to sovereign. Let the heavens bear witness I am Ling Ye. And this is the story of how I shattered fate… and became the Martial Sovereign.

Bruce died and woke up one day in a different universe. Humanity in this universe is one of the strongest races, and they comfortably sit on top of the universal food chain. People here had the opportunity to awaken their talents and step into the path of evolution, allowing them to destroy stars with a flick of their fingers and possess mystical, unfathomable powers... Bruce possesses the [Infinite Cipher] granting him an infinite storage of skills that refreshes every week! “I thought your skill was useless...?!” ”What do you mean, slow down time?!” “What do you mean, you discovered alchemy and formations?!” “What do you mean, you have 72 types of immortality?!” “This is completely unreasonable!!” While others struggled to acquire the skills on their evolutionary pathway, Bruce skills refresh every week... “I'm just a bit talented, that's all.”

[Mature Content | R-18+] "You deserve to die." "How lowly of you to think you could ever belong with us." "A slut like you could never be my Luna." Amelia Everleigh was mocked for existing, condemned for loving, and betrayed for her loyalty. Born a prodigy in the prestigious Healers’ family of the West, she gave up diamonds for stones, power for love—and it destroyed her. Her healing formations could mend any wound but the one carved deep in her heart. She died unloved, discarded, broken. But the heavens heard her final vow: revenge. Now reborn just days before her marriage, Amelia refuses to be a pawn again. She’ll rewrite fate—even if it means stepping into the darkness. But fate isn’t so easy to tame. This time, two powerful men stand in her way—and in her heart. The Alpha King who once died for her... and the mysterious stranger who claims her soul. On her eighteenth birthday, both stake their claim—and neither is willing to let go. --- "You swore loyalty. Prove it—with your love, and your body." —The Alpha King, before crashing his lips against her throat and pushing her onto the bed. "You saved my life. Now this body is yours. And I take care of what’s mine." —The mysterious man, as he seals his promise with a possessive kiss. --- Torn between loyalty and desire, past and present, Amelia must decide: Will she choose one of them, or will the truth lurking beneath their devotion shatter her all over again? WSA 2025 Entry – Add to Library & Support!

A mighty cultivator of immortality is reborn in the modern city, knowledgeable in alchemy, skilled in artifact refinement, and versed in the art of formations. Watch as Chen Yuan dominates all challengers in the city and ascends to the pinnacle step by step.

I am the youngest son of the Jaegal clan’s leader — and a failure. At twelve, they discovered I suffered from an incurable condition: I couldn’t cultivate or manipulate formations. To my family, that was the same as being dead. Without honor or future, I was sent to a place no one took seriously: the Low Mist Sect — a handful of forgotten monks in the mountains, with no warriors, no reputation, no power. The only thing they cultivate is silence. Mocked as cowards and laughed at by the entire murim world, they never raise swords — but they know exactly where swords will fall. And it was there, among shadows and silence… that I began to see the world as it truly is.

Synopsis What if the power to bend space, erase existence, and defy fate itself was given to the wrong person? Raizen was just a 17year-old orphan who lied about being an electrician to survive. One bad job later, he’s dead—burnt to ash by a divine formation he never understood. But death was only the beginning. Bound by the will of a supreme existence, Raizen is reborn into a brutal cultivation world, gifted with the power of the void—a force feared even by the heavens. No system. No guidance. No sect to shelter him. Just instincts, a sharp tongue, and an ability that erases what it touches. He doesn’t seek revenge. He doesn’t seek justice. He just wants to live. But in a world ruled by ancient sects, godlike immortals, and arrogant elites, someone like him isn’t allowed to grow. If they can’t control him, they’ll destroy him. Too bad Raizen doesn’t care. He’ll steal their techniques. Infiltrate their inheritance tombs. And when they come hunting, he’ll erase them—and store their souls in the void. Because Raizen isn’t building an empire. He’s building a legion. And when he’s done, even the gods will kneel. Authors Note: This novel updates 3 to 5 chapters weekly Other novels: 1. 100 Years Left: The Unseen Executioner 2. Zero Protocol: Red, The Code Ascendant 3. The Empty Threshold 4. MJ Reborn: Rebound from Oblivion 5. Amitabha Online: The Monk That Greets Death

“In spring, a single grain is sown; by autumn, ten thousand seeds are reaped.” [You’ve barely managed to plant a Tier-1 spirit plant, Emerald Bud Rice, using crude techniques. EXP +0.1!] [Emerald Bud Rice grows vigorously. You gain Emerald Bud Essence (1%)!] When Li Ye reluctantly accepted the sect's spirit farmer task and planted his very first seedling, a path toward immortality unfolded before him. With a system panel to aid him, he received feedback from every plant. Talisman crafting, alchemy, artifact crafting, formations, gu techniques… “All these are merely meant to protect one’s path. If you truly want to become immortal plant trees.” Li Ye smiled calmly. Behind him, countless plants gathered in reverence. A towering tree pierced the heavens, connecting all realms its presence at the very center of existence. As its branches gently drooped, the Dao Fruit of the Green Emperor quietly took shape.

Atlas, a typical drinking gamer, stumbled upon a game called World Weaver, a simulator that would let him shape an entire world in his own universe. What he didn’t expect was to wake up the next morning, floating above the very world he had slept to life. Follow Atlas in his journey to strengthen his world in preparation for a future conflict against other Weavers. At the same time, experience his world and its growth through an anthology format. Read as new characters emerge, experience challenges, and grow. Discord: https://discord.gg/Uw2EBTwFkT

On an ordinary day, an inventory livestream descended upon the dimensional multiverse. Those who were selected all had a faint blue light screen appear before them. Immediately after, large characters appeared in front of them. 《 Dimensional World Inventory — Top 10 Famous Scenes 》  Scene 1: One person, one sword, guarding a city, battling seventy thousand... Scene ***: The man who almost kicked out the grand finale, Eight Gates Formation! Might Guy! Scene ***: Menma, I found you! Scene ***: ..... As one scene after another of regretful characters appeared, everyone watching the scenes shed tears. Monkey D. Luffy: That's amazing, one person, one sword, not only fought against seventy thousand people, but also returned alive? Uzumaki Naruto: I didn't expect that seemingly ordinary guy to be so powerful! Uchiha Sasuke: The one who made the final save was actually you. Jinta Yadomi: Menma, we found you~ Everyone: Menma, we found you~ Honma Meiko "Menma": Hi! I've been found!

Li Yun was once Lin Chen, a modern martial arts enthusiast who dies suddenly and finds himself reborn as a frail twelve-year-old outer sect disciple in the Ironheart Sect, a minor faction within the vast cultivation realm of Qiandao. His new body is cursed with shattered spiritual roots and chronic illness. Everyone expects him to die before adulthood. But he refuses to surrender to fate. Armed with knowledge of human physiology, scientific methods, and modern martial arts, he devises ways to refine his fragile body: enhancing blood circulation, training muscle and breath, and slowly forcing open the gates of cultivation that should have been forever closed to him. In a world where strength dictates life and death, Li Yun becomes obsessed with a single goal: to survive long enough to step beyond mortality. He remains low-key, disguising his progress as he delves into countless disciplines—blacksmithing, alchemy, formations, beast taming—quietly laying foundations for a future no one suspects. Across centuries, he transforms from a dying boy into a hidden master whose name, whispered only in rumors, evokes both awe and dread.

What happens when reality starts to bug out and your life as you know it is flipped upside down? Anomalies that couldn't possibly exist start to pop out of nowhere. This was the exact situation Magnus found himself in after a bizarre glitch yanked him from his own universe and tossed him into another. In this new, fantastical world brimming with magic and supernatural phenomena, Magnus's unexpected arrival landed him in possession of the Command Console, a tool that seems to be able to edit almost anything. With it, Magnus creates a variety of supernatural abilities that defy all common sense, even in a world of fantasy. Whether it was one that granted him truly endless strength or the ability to create detailed simulations of reality within his own mind, anything was possible. But Magnus isn't the only instance of such logic-defying abilities. All over the world, glitches are starting to manifest in weird ways: a brick that could knock anything unconscious with a single touch, a child whose perception of the world could affect reality, or even a woman who was, inexplicably, everyone's mother—there seemed to be no rhyme or reason behind any of them. When faced with all of these chaotic elements, Magnus comes to a decision. "Alright, if these are all glitches, then I'll simply have to be the one to fix them." Release Schedule: Monday, Wednesday & Friday. (Around 7:11 PM Eastern Standard Time) - This novel is also being posted on Royalroad, and can be read here; https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/84118/when-fantasy-glitches The Royalroad version is 10 Chapters ahead and has the original format.

Updates twice daily 1000 word chapters  Hou Zhigong, formally Saviour, learns about spirit arts, magic, blood formations, swordsmanship and all sorts of different powers. He only has one goal, the protect his people. But over and over again he fails, now he vows to learn TRUE CULTIVATION and grow stronger!!!

"Speak, where did you learn this skill from." Mira got down straight to business, A'ting was lying there unable to move even a muscle. A'lo quickly destroyed a summoning bead and headed to help A'ting. Despite knowing, she was an opponent they won't be able to defeat. They wouldn't give up nor accept any humiliation inflicted upon them or that'll reflect too poorly to their master was their mindset. Kryll sensing that his disciples were in trouble he quickly rushed out of the inn. When he reached, the two of them were laid there beneath the foot of Mira. All the things he had once thought back in the inn felt like a lie. He was consumed by anger, his two disciples had been beaten to the point of being crippled. A'lo's foundation was destroyed while A'ting was still struggling to breathe. Without uttering a single sentence, Kryll went and attacked Mira unleashing his blade. Mira had already sensed the killing aura and when Kryll had attacked she quickly countered it. But the impact send her flying a few feet away. She was surprised someone younger than her had managed to push her back. While she was in thought, Kryll quickly stuffed in a pill in each of the two and started healing them. "You think I'll watch you heal members of the demon? Not a chance!" Mira snapped and slashed forward. Kryll expecting all of it took hold of the two and teleport away. No matter how angry he was, he won't risk the life of the two as long as they had hopes of surviving. A'ting recovered enough energy to sit up but A'lo had completely been crippled. At this moment, the stage was currently in shambles while soldiers crowded the area. "Search for the three! Kill those who shelter them!" Mira gave out her orders firmly to the surrounding guards which quickly dispersed. "A'ting, take care of your brother and don't worry, I've placed a formation here, so you won't be harmed as long as you're in this house." "Master, disciple will heed your words!" A'ting quickly knelt and watched his master leave the house. Kryll was determined this time, he would definitely teach that girl Mira to know how to appreciate life. He was afraid she might stoop down so low she would fall. He didn't understand why he was concerned for her. Furthermore, he was angered, yes, but he still can't bring himself to even think of killing her which disturbed him deeply. He approached Mira who was still inspecting the stage, she had no clue how he disappeared every time but she knew she had to get to the bottom of it, or she'll never be able to kill the demon. "Are you sure you want to expose your back to an enemy?" Kryll said still a trace of anger in the words he was emitting. Like he said, if he had just attacked as soon as he arrived. He had a high chance of inflicting fatal damage to her. Mira was surprised, she hadn't been paying attention and she also knew she had a chance of dying if he had attacked which made her more vigilant. "Speak, where did you learn this skill from." Mira got down straight to business, A'ting was lying there unable to move even a muscle. A'lo quickly destroyed a summoning bead and headed to help A'ting. Despite knowing, she was an opponent they won't be able to defeat. They wouldn't give up nor accept any humiliation inflicted upon them or that'll reflect too poorly to their master was their mindset. Kryll sensing that his disciples were in trouble he quickly rushed out of the inn. When he reached, the two of them were laid there beneath the foot of Mira. All the things he had once thought back in the inn felt like a lie. He was consumed by anger, his two disciples had been beaten to the point of being crippled. A'lo's foundation was destroyed while A'ting was still struggling to breathe. Without uttering a single sentence, Kryll went and attacked Mira unleashing his blade. Mira had already sensed the killing aura and when Kryll had attacked she quickly countered it. But the impact send

A newbie author suddenly came up with an idea for his new novel to practice his writing skills, but he blacked out after thinking of a name for it. Waking up from his slumber, he found himself in a strange white room that healed all of his scars and injuries. That's not the only strange thing, as he also sees everything from 2 perspectives: one from his original body and the other from a girl who is completely unrelated to him. Now both bodies shared a consciousness, his consciousness, it tried to find an answer by checking through the memories of the two bodies, but it only found his, the attempt to find her memory was met with failure. Her memories are nowhere to be found, and the only clue it has is a hole in the middle of her shirt splattered with blood, indicating that she had lost her life due to a stab to the heart. Accompany them in their adventure within the place that he gave the name to: Battle Tower This novel is in the format of the character narrating their own adventures so there will be a lot of things omitted since they aren't omnipresence or omniscience and the narrator can lie.

In a vast world of cultivation, where yin and yang shape fate, and the lines between good and evil blur, five great clans rule over the land. Among them, the Lingxiao Clan (凌霄族)—known for its elegance, swordsmanship, and archery—stands as the fourth most revered. From this clan comes a boy born without a golden core or spiritual qi. His name is Ling Yiran (凌逸然)—graceful, free-spirited, and untamed. Though he is the youngest son of the clan leader, he is forbidden to cultivate, to fight, or even to wield a blade. His days are spent painting, playing, studying—locked within the mansion’s walls. But behind his quiet smiles is a secret life. At night, Yiran sneaks into the Forbidden Library, hidden deep in the mountains of Lingxiao territory, to learn long-lost arts none dare to touch. At 17, he is invited alongside his siblings to the Jinyue Clan (锦月族)—the second most powerful clan, famed for music cultivation, and bound by more than 10,000 sacred rules. Known for their discipline and emotional restraint, the Jinyue clan is a place where mistakes are not forgiven. His companions: His noble and composed older sister, Ling Qingxue (凌清雪) His lively, mischievous younger twin brothers: — Ling Yuze (凌昱泽) — Ling Yuhan (凌昱寒) They arrive at the gates of the Jinyue Clan. Everyone presents their invitation—but Yiran, of course, forgets his. The guards refuse him entry. Just then, a cold and beautiful young man appears, dressed in white robes. A red spirit thread coils around his wrist, and a blue spiritual sword hangs at his side. His face is expressionless, his gaze sharp as frost. He is Jin Suoxue (锦索雪), the Young Master of the Jinyue Clan—distant, cold, and feared by many. His name means “Bound in Snow”, and his heart is rumored to be just as frozen. Yiran, ever defiant, calls out to him without formality. “Hey, cold-face!” Everyone freezes. Jin Suoxue merely replies: “No invitation, no entry.” And walks away without a second glance. Furious, Yiran leaves, only to return later—with his scroll, snacks, and alcohol. But as he nears the gate, a formation sends him flying, his precious gifts broken. He grits his teeth, draws a black talisman, and writes glowing red characters in the air:“Distract.” The gate formation shatters briefly, letting him slip inside while sipping the one bottle that survived. A low voice stops him. “Oh... it’s you again.” And so begins the tale of sword and flute—of a spirited boy with no cultivation and a cold genius bound by rules. Their clash will awaken forgotten arts... and perhaps, a bond destined to defy the heavens. ————— Disclaimer: Book cover not mine. Credit to the rightful owner.

For seventeen years, Wei Chen has been the Wei Clan's greatest shame—a sickly heir unable to cultivate even the most basic qi, branded as worthless in a world where strength determines everything. While his twin sister Wei Lin battles alongside mercenaries to prepare for inheriting his birthright, and his younger brother shows promising talent, Wei Chen remains bedridden, slowly dying from mysterious internal conflicts that no physician can cure. But on the night before his eighteenth birthday, ancient forces stir across dimensions. A ring of crystallized void tears through reality itself, carrying the remnant souls of two legendary beings: the Desire Emperor and the Heavenly Diviner. Wei Chen discovers the shocking truth—he possesses not one, but two divine-grade bloodlines that have been warring within him since birth: an ancient incubus heritage and the legendary Celestial Nine Yang Body. As the ring fuses with his flesh, Wei Chen undergoes a transformation that defies comprehension. His broken body is reforged, his blocked meridians cleared, and his cultivation rockets to Foundation Establishment realm. Most shocking of all, testing reveals spiritual roots of High Heaven Rank—a grade so exceptional it borders on mythology. Yet powerful concealment formations hide the true magnitude of his awakening from the outside world. As his battle-hardened sister returns home expecting to claim his inheritance, and the major forces of Crimson Jade City prepare for what they believe will be another failed ceremony, Wei Chen must navigate a treacherous new existence where his greatest enemies may be those closest to him. The sickly young master is dead. What emerges in his place will shake the cultivation world to its very foundations.

The Second World War ended not in fire, but in compromise. A fragile peace was forged between the United States, the Soviet Union, and the Third Reich after Germany conquered most of Europe. With the formation of a United Nations dominated by four veto powers—USA, USSR, TR, and UK—the world avoided mutual destruction. But beneath this uneasy alliance, a new war brews: not for land or ideology, but for superiority of the human race itself. In the ashes of the old war, the Third Reich unveils Eric, a being born and bred in a laboratory—faster than bullets, stronger than tanks, and presented as the "true potential of the Aryan race." As panic ripples across the globe, the U.S. rushes to respond. Led by brilliant scientist Natalie, the CIA initiates Project Liberty, transforming returning war hero Logan into the American Sentinel—a patriotic symbol of hope in a world sliding toward chaos. In the East, the USSR crafts its answer: Nikolai, a guilt-ridden airman haunted by his past, is reborn through a pain-fueled transformation into the Red Guardian—a reluctant savior torn between duty to his nation and love for his family. As these superpowered icons rise, so do the shadows behind them: Greta, Eric's manipulative handler, schemes to rule the Reich as his empress. Rebecca, Logan’s estranged wife, seeks a life untouched by war’s long reach. Boris, a Soviet general, treats Nikolai as little more than propaganda. And hidden in the Arctic ice lies a secret that predates even Eric—the First Superman. When a global summit descends into fear and threats, and world leaders start falling mysteriously, it becomes clear that peace was only a pause. Eric seizes power in Germany and launches a new wave of conquest—first in the East, then West—threatening to turn the Earth into his empire. Caught in a three-way war between fascism, communism, and democracy, Logan and Nikolai must confront not only each other, but the deeper truth: Are they heroes of their nations, or prisoners of their flags? In the ruins of Moscow, as Eric stands poised to conquer all, the final battle will decide more than the fate of the world—it will determine what it means to be human in an age of gods.

Synopsis Il y a 1 an, les premiers « Portails » se sont ouverts. Le ciel s'était brisé, des fissures s'étaient formées. C'était la "Grande catastrophe". Des milliers de démons sortaient des fissures qui s'étaient créées et commencèrent à massacrer les humains, qui étaient sans défenses, sans pitié. Les humains étaient impuissants face à des ennemis possédant une puissance et des pouvoirs surnaturels. Ils ne pouvaient être que de simple spectateurs, et des victimes. Mais un jour, un certain humain s'est ''éveillé''. Il avait obtenu des pouvoirs spéciaux, des pouvoirs surnaturels qui pouvait lui permettre de se battre d'égal à égal avec les différentes armées. Suite à ça, de nombreux humains se sont eux aussi éveillés. Ce fût le début de la formation de l'armée du monde humain, Terra. C'est ainsi que les préludes de la guerre du 'Ragnarök' débutèrent.

Titre : Love me Deadly Format : Série TV – 10 épisodes (environ 45 min chacun) Genre : Comédie noire, Thriller, Drame psychologique Pitch : Une jeune femme cynique qui travaille dans un funérarium découvre qu’elle peut parler aux morts… pendant les 7 minutes qui suivent leur décès. Problème : les morts ont tous des secrets, et certains veulent que justice soit faite. Mais Love, elle, n’a aucune envie de devenir l’héroïne de qui que ce soit. SYNOPSIS GÉNÉRAL SAISON 1 : Love (oui, c’est son vrai prénom), 25 ans, vit avec son oncle dans un funérarium décrépit. Elle passe ses journées à maquiller des cadavres, écouter de la musique déprimante, et parler à son chat borgne nommé Suicide. Un jour, après avoir touché le corps d’un vieil homme, elle entend sa voix dans sa tête. Il affirme avoir été tué. D’abord persuadée de devenir folle, elle finit par comprendre que quelque chose en elle est "activé". Chaque épisode suit une nouvelle mort — parfois accident, parfois crime. Mais plus elle aide les morts à résoudre leurs affaires inachevées, plus elle découvre que certains secrets devraient rester enterrés… Et que quelqu’un d’autre dans la ville semble avoir les mêmes capacités qu’elle. PERSONNAGES PRINCIPAUX Love Hensley : protagoniste. Sarcastique, solitaire, mais attachante. Sa relation avec la mort est plus saine qu’avec les vivants. Jean-Claude : son oncle. Il cache un lourd passé et semble en savoir plus sur les dons de Love qu’il ne le laisse paraître. Capitaine Mendy : policier mi-croyant mi-sceptique, fatigué de tout, qui commence à suspecter que Love l’aide à résoudre ses enquêtes de manière "non naturelle". Margaux : fantôme récurrent. Ancienne infirmière morte dans des conditions étranges. Elle est sarcastique et devient la voix intérieure de Love (qu’elle n’a pas demandée). Suicide : le chat. Il ne parle pas, mais il a vu des choses. Beaucoup de choses.

There’s nothing scarier than the unknown. This book compiles all sorts of short horror stories, in all styles and formats. These short stories have no correlation or connection to any short stories from any other chapter, unless the chapter is episodic (meaning they come in individual parts), and have the same title as the last. I recommend checking out the most recent chapters for the FRESHEST short stories Have you ever wanted to post a short story somewhere but have nowhere to put it? Well this is the perfect place! You can submit a story in the community discord (https://discord.gg/jX5SAAXBkx) I'm not sure how you guys will review this since most of these short stories are completely separate from each other, so sorry about that lmao

Far in the future, in a desolate land where despite the rich and plush grass there seems to be no animals roaming around stood thousand upon thousands of soldiers they all wear similar armors, bearing similar flags, and carrying similar symbol on them. Everyong is tensed and serius while all of them are facing to one direction, towards the silent calm sea. And in the silence, where only the occasional noise of the horses are heard, a powerful sound could be heard. A beating of two pair of wings... Towards the sea a powerful gust of wind pushed the fogs away.. revealing a man.. He's wearing a light leather armor.. a contrast to the shining metalic plates the soldiers on the land wore.. His hair is as dark as the night and his eyes as deep as the night. But all eyes landed on his back as two pairs of beautiful pair of white wings each spanining for five meters each as it flaps and keeps him in the air. Suddenly a man wearing a regal and imposing black armor in the very front of the formation stepped forward and spoke. Despite him speaking in calm manner his voice could be heard all across the land. "You betrayed our country, you scum.. Prepare to die" Then the man with the wings smiled at his words and replied. "And you betrayed humanity.. o mighty ruler.. YOU prepare to die" With his reply the fog behind him splits revealing hundreds of battle ships making contact with the steep cliff. And a thunderous battle cry explodes in the field as thousands of soldiers jumped hundreds of feet in the air towards the oposing armies. And a bloody war ensues. What had led up to this?

“Vel'Suran, the Unseen Parable… It's been a long time, mister.” "......" "Quiet as always, I see. That's why you aren't popular with the ladies," the man teased, a crooked smile on his face. "Are you really not going to say anything my friend?" With a sigh, Suran finally spoke. "Is this really necessary?" "....." "Yes, it is necessary. We failed... and now THEY are coming." The man's voice hardened. " This place needs its guardians— those willing to fight and die for the land they call home. They need time to grow, to evolve." "You're killing yourself!" Suran shouted, his voice cracking with anger and grief. "I'm sorry, Suran, but this is the only way. For the sake of this place's future." He gave a hollow laugh, tinged with sadness. "Besides, Its not like I'm facing TRUE death. I have you, you'll make sure my soul survives, no?" Suran clenched his fists. His nails digging into his palms drawing blood. Trembling, not from fear but from fury at his own helplessness "I hope your sacrifice won't be in vain. If they fail... if they let this place fall... I swear. I'll wipe out every last lifeform myself." The man smiled gently. "Make sure this place lives long, Suran. Give these children a chance. This... this will be my farewell gift to these young souls just beginning to walk the path of evolution." With those final words, he slowly turned into tiny pure white motes of light, each glowing with enough mana to erase half the stars in the sky. Swirling into a Grand Formation to Seal a tear in space that lead to something higher, somewhere terrifying. Suran stood in silence, a glowing orb hovering above his palm. ".......... I will honor our promise, my friend," he whispered, his voice shaking. "I'll protect this place till the end. Even if it kills me too." Tears streamed down his face. The glowing orb, slowly vanishing.

Full title: [The Knight’s Multiverse] - A Knight’s Journey: The journey of a cultivator in a superhuman’s modern world What happened after you died? This was a question that baffled many, with two mainstream thoughts battling each other: Religion with its Manichean division of Heaven and Hell and Science with its nihilistic approach of returning to the Universe as cosmic dust. Turned out Damian Knight, now Demian Mikhailov, discovered that none of those theories were actually true when his previous life’s memories awakened after being knocked out by a gangster’s heavy punch to the head. Now 18 years old with a deficient body, he will have to find a way to navigate this World’s deep waters, where Fighters with transcendent Physical Attributes were merely at the bottom of the power scale. From Intrinsic Superhumans to Elemental Cultivators, a single misstep and death could snatch him again, with everything he built in this new life disappearing as if a mere illusion. Fortunately, his Reincarnation came with three incredible gifts: an Equalized Adaptive Physiology Perk, a Soul Bond Perk, and a Soul Shield Perk. Armed with those three Perks, the young man will grow his personal strength to protect not only himself but also his Aunt, Adeliya, and his two older cousins, Brynhild and Seraphine from this World’s hidden forces, and with some luck it may even help him deal with those new and growing feelings birthed from the collision of his two lives. ‘Choices have consequences’. A story of tangled Reincarnations, Forbidden Love, and Cultivation to Immortality. (Ebook Format)Book 1 - 'Memories Of The Past' is available for purchase through this link: https://book.stripe.com/4gw9Dr9n0aMn7dK3cd (Copy the link in your URL and it will bring you to the payment page) If you find any problem with the link or the files, do not hesitate to send a private message and I will do my best to fix it. My only income is from Patre0n and the sales of my book, so if you like the story and can afford it, I would really need your help, either by pledging on Patre0n (5 Euros / Month = 5.6 USD / Month), or by buying a copy of my book from the link above (8 Euros = 9 USD). Your help goes a long a way and is greatly appreciated. Disclaimers -The MC will not use Systematic Cultivation at first due to a lack of Technique, although his Perks will somewhat make up for it. -All romantic and sexual relationships in this book will be between consensual adults. -It's a three-women harem. It will be progressive and the three will not join his harem right away. -There will be some blood-related romantic relationships. Let’s enjoy this adventure together. Calm Wanderer

Michael’s world is turned upside down when his father brings him to a mysterious bunker located beneath one of his family's establishments. His heart was racing, his hands were shaking, and his eyes were wide. The only thought ruling over his mind, the only question that flooded his mind, was 'WHAT IS THIS PLACE?' He asked himself repeatedly. Each time he and his father walked ever deeper into the bunker, Michael would feel an insatiable urge to question his beloved father on why he had decided that they should explore this daunting bunker. But how could he satisfy this urge to this man, this man he loved yet equally feared, this man whose anger burned like a blazing furnace? Quietly Michael walked behind his father. Finally, they reached a massive doorway. Further inside was a massive hall estimated to host at least 300 people. When he, Michael, the young lad, gazed around the hall, and when his face turned to the left side, shockingly, he saw an empty seat, which looked like a throne. "Father, what is this?" Michael questioned, "And why does that seat look like a throne?" That's because it is,He his father answered. Michael answered with another question, "Whose?" He asked, and his father went towards the throne and replied, "Mine," as he sat. Michael could not describe the emotions racing within him at that moment, but just when he thought he couldn't be more terrified, Venite, servi me! His father shouted at least 3 times. After shouting, the hall was flooded with men wearing black combative gear clothing and covered with black masks. They all came and stood in a formation as if they were trained soldiers; after they had all lined up, they themselves began shouting, Rex Lupus! Dominus Lupus! They shouted these words, words that Michael could not understand, about five times. Michael's father then responded also in a tongue he could not understand, remaining in absolute terror. Michael stood quaking after his father was done speaking to the men. All the men turned their faces from his father to him, and they shouted aloud, Iuvenis Lupus! Iuvenis Lupus. His father stood from his chair. Let's go, my son, he said to Michael. 'Who are you?' The young lad asked himself, completely and utterly stunned.