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Villainous Summon: Monsters of Desire

"What kind of evil has been unleashed upon this world? Do you even understand what a genie truly is? It is the very incarnation of evil—the pure essence of desire residing in the hearts of living beings. A symbol of greed and unquenchable longing, it will bring out the worst of everyone." It was the day when the land of Doria first knew fear. Monsters had their wishes granted, and humans began to feel the rise of overwhelming evil. Villages were massacred. Women were kidnapped to be used as breeding tools. Men were slaughtered for their flesh. Were monsters always this cruel, or had something changed? Some of those lucky enough to survive whispered tales of a certain man who appeared out of nowhere, leading the monsters to ruin humanity. This is a tale of wish fulfilment for monsters. But do they truly get what they desire, or is it merely another play of a certain evil being to satisfy his own thirst? *** Author's Note: —This story has R-18 elements to it, but no netorare (NTR) —This story is a work of fiction and all the character names, locations, ages, and events depicted are purely the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real-world events or locations, is entirely coincidental. —18+ chapters will be marked. Disclaimer:- Some of the illustrations are not mine, so if you want me to remove them please contact me via Discord. Join the Discord for Illustrations and updates:- https://discord.gg/kHNVDfBTJr Hope you enjoy this work! Thank you for reading as always:)
ElectricLuna · 3.4K Views

Skill Forge: Broken Extra Character

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."
Dark_Eyez · 1M Views

Rebirth of the Hated Character

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'
YuaLinn · 235.3K Views

Reborn Of The God Of Summoning

In Mainland China, Yahya Li, a handsome young man, 16 years old of age, mixed heritage, half Bahraini from his mother, Yasmin, and half Chinese from his father, Cheng Li, endures a profound tragedy during his school years. His mother died in a car crash when he was 10 years old. Despite being young, this memory has haunted Yahya to this day, and he still suspects something was wrong about it. Though he cried to his family head father and begged him, sadly, nothing happened, and he can't do anything about it. Yahya's fully Chinese brother, Zhang Li, is the pride of the family, excelling in academics and earning admiration from all. Zhang Li's mother, Li Mei, embodies the full Li family bloodline, adding to the complexity of Zhang Li's heritage and the expectations placed upon him. However, Yahya, not being a full-blooded member of the Li family, faces constant bullying and abuse from Zhang Li's gang at school, leaving him feeling isolated and undervalued. Yahya’s life takes an extraordinary turn on a ordinary day when accidently a large tree falling down on him, catapulting him into a mysterious dark blue space. As he regains consciousness in this new space, the Summoning System within him awakens: [System Awakening: 10%... 50%... 100%] Chosen for his resilience and humility, Yahya is granted the immense powers of a Lower God of Summoning. This newfound ability allows him to summon entities from various dimensions, or if he's being summoned. Guided by the System, a creation of fate by the laws of nature, Yahya embarks on a journey of self-discovery and power.
TheWays · 1K Views
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