Monologue Archive

For Liam Maddach, life was never fair. Born with Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy, he spent his days trapped in a failing body, his only escape being the world of MMA, studying every technique, every fighter—dreaming of one day being World Champion. Then, he died. But instead of nothingness, Liam awakens in a new world—a world of noble houses, imperial politics, and martial glory. His new body is massive, powerful, but also burdened by excess weight and a ruined reputation. As the seventh son of House Maddach, a great combat family, Liam is days away from being exiled and stripped of his nobility. Now, given a second chance at life, Liam has one goal: to become the greatest fighter in the world. But this isn't just about proving himself in the arenas of the Empire—Liam’s battles will take him through the shadows of ancient secrets, where whispers of Otherworlders and a forgotten past shape the fate of the world itself. As noble houses scheme for the vacant Imperial Throne, and as the mysterious God Emperor watches from the depths of time, Liam’s rise will set events in motion that will change the Empire forever. But before any of that—he must survive his first fight.

Shadowborne Estate is set among the remote heights of Mount Umbra. Its residents are the most feared family of assassins across the globe, and they are known by only one name: the Shadowborne. The mention of their name strikes fear on the lips of kingdoms, and death knocks quietly on the doors with unfailing accuracy. Trained from childhood, each an exceptionalist in their own right as shaped by the harshest of absolutist abuse and untamed loyalty to the family's dynasty. But the youngest successor, Kael, who begins to question the morality of the family’s line of work, becomes the catalyst that causes cracks in the family’s otherwise ironclad code. Kael, driven by curiosity and a desire to break free, seeks out the truth hidden in the Shadowborne archives: truths about where they come from, the curse that binds their bloodline, and the cost of wielding the magic that can ultimately consume them. Kael’s contentious actions set off a cascade of events that will find him at odds with his merciless siblings, who will do whatever it takes to protect the Shadowborne legacy. As alliances change and betrayals pile up, Kael must make a choice: Will he destroy the legacy he was born into or adopt it to protect those he loves? Twilight of the Shadowborne Legacy is that of loyalty to family and respect for blood, tangled as it is with dark legacy, the struggle for a generation between adoration of our lineage and defiance against our hearts.

In a world where every individual awakens their "System" at 18, people are categorized based on the purpose of their System—Warriors, Mages, Artisans, Healers, and other archetypes. However, the male protagonist receives the Archivist System, which is perceived as the weakest. At first glance, it offers only two features: 1. Scan: This ability allows them to analyze people, objects, and environments, extracting data into their "Archive." 2. Store: This feature enables them to store skills, spells, and even memories, though they cannot use them directly. Ridiculed as useless, the protagonist works quietly, building a vast repository of information. As they delve deeper into the Archive, he uncovers hidden functions that enable him to rewrite reality, recreate ancient powers, and even manipulate the System itself.

Nine Characters, all bound to the whims of a 'Deranged Entity.' All the clues they have are the vast differences they have with those that bore them. His Madness has seeped into them, crowning them with Glory. They shall come to know the price of Sin & Virtue by Sacrilege & Madness :Krael _My Pride can overturn Creation, drowning it in the madness of an unwilling. And yet I have to offer servitude to one who will always be beneath me, in the twisted guise of learning Humility - If only she knew how I long to grind her bones, she would know to control her tongue Born to Pride, servitude to Humility. :Kaelan_My Hunger can consume the very foundations of existence leaving behind an abyss born from my will. And yet I have to exercise temperance lest I lose meaning. Why do the gods mock me so...to give me all I can ever eat, and yet never to touch any satiate my growing hunger. I have seen the cruelty of the divine Born to Gluttony, raised by Temperance :Zaen_My Envy stalks the might of existence, wishing for its grandeur to be mine. And yet, my envy is never allowed to fester for Kindness plagues me like a curse. Compassion that was never mine, empathy I could care less about, heavens know I would rather drown in my own spit than to share goodwill Born of Envy, chained by Kindness :Xaelan_My Greed clouds the hearts of even gods, from the mortal coils to the vastness of the cosmos chaining the 'Old Ones to sin. I feel the sickening embrace of her love, and yet I can never have it, for whatever is mine, I must give. To know Charity—that bustard—is the punishment I was accorded Born in Greed, defiled by Charity : ...My Wrath burns the Heavens and fuels the pits of hell, bringing the end to all, as I ride my mount to Herald the storm. -Oops, this is not my stage. Sorry, but worry not my progeny will carry the mantle on my behalf. As they unleash the wrath stocked in their blood. But soon they will learn just how deep my Lord intends to go and that only Patience is the key to his games...hahaha...poor children, if only I could march alongside you in misery. Born to Wrath, burial by Patience :Thaen_My Sloth... uhm mm... well, I am too exhausted to think of a monologue. But Yah, blah blah...something Diligence... All I know is that I am more hard working than all of them combined... that 'guy was truly not fair when dishing them out_ Born to Sloth, death by Diligence :Laen_My Lust fuels the passion of Creation, all beings lost in the throes of my splendor, indulging in desires so dark, and yet I am the purest of them all, abstinence is second nature. I weep for desires unfulfilled and yet Chastity that horrendous bi*** mocks me with laughter. Yet it seems only I suffer this cruelty; others are free in indulgence only I am a slave to virtue_ Born in the flames of Lust, sustained by Chastity :Haelan_My Hatred runs so deep that the abyss is flooded; the rivers of the underworld are mere streams to my Hatred. I hold nothing but hate in my heart and yet 'he wishes I hold onto compassion. In 'his twisted form of madness, 'he has left me with no other choice. I shall let 'it fester until the day I make 'him pay_ Born in the depths of Hate, Compassion my Love and my Death :Raelin_My Despair has seeped into the cracks of existence, corrupting the Light' of the 'Creator. All I feel is the despair and sorrow of all those born and chained in the embrace of 'the sisters' misery.'Unlike them, I search for her, elusive like the wind. I despair for the sight of her, and yet she will always elude me, shunning my pleas_ Born in Despair, mourning for Hope ...I feel the twisted love 'he holds for us all and yet they do not see it, blinded by Sin and Virtue :>Long but necessary:) what is the story about? Simply it's about the interplay of Sin and Virtue with a hint of Madness and Malevolence. Complicatedly, what makes sense may not actually make sense.

Jameson, a 30-year-old corporate worker from Earth, dies from overwork and awakens in a mysterious medieval world. Unlike the chosen heroes of fantasy, he has no magic—but he does have the Archive, an advanced AI storing discarded technologies from a lost civilization. From miniature nuclear fusion reactors to autonomous war machines, Jameson holds knowledge far beyond this world’s comprehension. Determined to uplift its outdated technology, he must carefully introduce innovation without drawing the wrath of those who cling to tradition and power. But as he pushes forward, he begins to uncover a darker truth—one that ties the Archive, this world, and its forgotten history together in ways he never imagined.

Words started but never finished, now rewritten to save what dignity there was to salvage. Welcome to an archive of nostalgia.

Poetry and Lyrics all in one. A collection of internal monologues and whimsical thoughts. Sex and Sadness. Love and Loneliness. Read along. Sing along. Find a few that you love.

Follow the story of Tianlian Liu Shu, a tree who didn't know anything at first and struggles to survive and extend her roots through the cosmos. The World she lives in is filled with fantastic sights and strange new cultures, and there is something everybody in this World has: A system. Moreover, even while she is a tree, she has people who will fawn over her...? "Tiantian, does the Sun feel good on your leaves today?" "Liu Liu, I've found this delicious compost made of natural extract~." "Tian'er, does the wind feel good on your branches?" Tianlian Liu Shu, a female tree, didn't really know what to do with these fawning women. patreon.com/Mortrexo Uploading also on Scribblehub. Uploading also on Wattpad. Uploading also on Archive Of Our Own. Uploading also on Royal Road. Discord: discord.gg/RsEAYd6Xak Novel Cover: patreon.com/posts/ascension-of-97475506

Yasenia is a child born different from the rest, her mother, Tatyana, used an ancient technique she found to absorb the world's energy to get pregnant instead of having regular intercourse. Her objective was to create a lover for herself since the endless years of solitude and all the heartbreaks covered her heart with eternal ice. While pregnant, a strange soul seems to try to seize the body of her child to be reborn; a shame that Tatyana is someone not to be messed with. In her rage, she destroys the sense of self and memories, leaving only a husk of the soul, and uses it to nourish Yasenia. What Tatyana didn't know at that time was that this would change Yasenia in ways she never expected. Consider supporting me on Patreon.com/Mortrexo Or donating on Paypal.com/paypalme/Mortrexo Uploading on Wattpad Uploading on Scribblehub Uploading on Archive of our own (AO3). Discord: https://discord.gg/Uk9uAeWAf4 Novel Cover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/novel-cover-2-86054319 Artist: https://twitter.com/_taaakaaaa

"Give me more painkillers!" "But sir—!" This is the daily argument echoing from the minister's chamber in the Mage Tower. Henisin, the reincarnated second son of the late emperor, is a genius among mages—feared, respected, and utterly broken. Every spell he casts wracks his body with unbearable pain. His only relief? The sweet embrace of alchemical painkillers. Oh, and his so-called genius? It might just be the magic library inside his head—an infinite archive of every spell he’s ever seen, with secrets even he has yet to uncover. But with his brother determined to unite the world under one banner before the day the sun burns blood red and the moon turns as black as the void… Henisin has no choice but to endure, grow stronger, and—hopefully—find even stronger painkillers. After all, what’s a little addiction compared to destiny?

In a world where history itself can be erased, one young man finds himself caught in the unraveling of reality. The story follows Caelum Dain, a solitary scholar within an ancient, shifting labyrinth of forgotten knowledge. When books begin vanishing without a trace - and with them, the very memories of their existence -Caelum and his closest ally, Lyra, embark on a perilous journey to uncover the truth hidden beneath centuries of silence. But they are not alone. Cloaked figures known as the Veilkeepers guard the secrets of the Library, enforcing an unspoken law that even they may not fully understand. As Caelum and Lyra delve deeper into the restricted archives, they discover that the erasures extend far beyond mere words and manuscripts. Entire names, places, and histories have disappeared - swallowed by an unknown force that no one remembers. The deeper they search, the more they risk losing themselves to the very thing they seek to fight. With every forgotten word, the past reshapes itself, and the truth grows more elusive. Can Caelum defy the cycle of erasure, or will he, too, be wiped from existence before he can uncover the final secret?

In Concordia, a man’s fate is decided before he is even born. Rank, profession, future… everything is predetermined in a prosperous and orderly society where magic is a tool of control, and freedom is an illusion. But when Bastien’s world collapses, he realizes that nothing is set in stone—least of all his destiny. Thrown into a world where only the cunning survive, he discovers a magical affinity no one should possess. Now, he must outthink before being outplayed, strike before being struck, facing enemies who can bend reality with a mere gesture. Deceptive illusions, devastating enchantments, battles where raw energy becomes a weapon—every fight is a deadly dance where the smallest mistake could mean death. But the more he fights, the more he realizes that magic itself seems to respond to his presence, as if something—or someone—has been waiting for his awakening. By pushing past every limit, he may soon reach a point of no return… and when that happens, nothing will be able to stop the fall. How far can one go before they destroy the world? What to Expect in The Iron SpellDystopian Fantasy World – A society where magic is controlled and questioning authority is a crime.Weak-to-Strong Protagonist – From an obedient student to a hunted fugitive seeking the truth.Techno-Magic System – A fusion of ancient magic and high-tech machinery.Political Intrigue & Rebellion – Secrets hidden within the archives, and a regime built on lies.Mystery & Forbidden Knowledge – The truth about the Holy War that erased a kingdom from history.Psychological Depth – Mind games, indoctrination, and the cost of free will.Explosive Combat – Tactical magic duels, techno-enhanced warfare, and illusions versus brute force.A Web of Manipulation – Who is truly an ally, and who is just another pawn of the system? Youtube Chanel: https://www.youtube.com/@FantasyWebnovel

Shaun’s life was already in free-fall: fired from a suspiciously shady job, drowning his sorrows in questionable alcohol, and wrapping things up with a classic car crash. The universe, in its infinite wisdom, decided this wasn’t rock bottom—nope, Shaun was getting reincarnated. But not as a hero. Not even as a sidekick. Nope, Shaun wakes up as **Shaun** (no, not a typo)—a tragic background extra from a fantasy novel. You know, the kind of character whose job is to exist solely for pain, ridicule, and the occasional wallet-theft subplot. This Shaun? Father walked out. Mother ghosted him for a "better future." Property sharks, mobsters, and scam artists all sniffing around what little he owns. But hey, he somehow clawed his way into a prestigious academy! A chance at redemption, right? Wrong. Enter stage left: bullies. First, the villains make him a punching bag. Then the so-called *heroes* decide, "Yeah, let’s take turns too!" Normally, this poor soul would accept his fate, because that’s what he’s written to do. But reincarnated Shaun? He didn’t read that memo. He has… let’s say, *creative solutions* to his problems. Where the original Shaun took beatings with a grimace, this Shaun hands out payback with a cold smile and zero guilt. Bullies? Meet karma, wielded like a sledgehammer. But something’s off. The script’s changing. People are acting weird. They’re *recognizing* him, approaching him like they know secrets he hasn’t been briefed on. And that internal monologue habit he has? Turns out it’s not so internal anymore. A growing number of eavesdroppers think his sarcastic, third-person narration is… important. please do not leave any review both positive or negative until you have read first 20 chapter new chapter is uploaded daily monday to saturday I AM ALSO UPLOADING SAME SERIES ON ROYAL ROADS UNDER THE NAME VOIDLORD

Power is limitless—but only for those who can grasp it. In a world where cultivators command the elements and ascend beyond mortality, Erdan Vale was born cursed—weak, talentless, and mocked for his inability to cultivate. In a land where strength dictated fate, he was nothing more than a stepping stone for the powerful. Betrayed, executed, and cast aside, his story should have ended. But as his life faded, something ancient stirred. [The Heaven’s Archive has recorded your demise.] [The lost techniques of countless eras await you.] [Rewinding existence… forging a new path…] Erdan awakens in the past, his soul bound to The Heaven’s Archive, an infinite vault of forgotten martial and cultivation techniques—sacred arts lost to time, divine methods erased from history, and forbidden paths no mortal should ever tread. But knowledge alone is not enough. The Archive does not grant power; it only reveals what once was. If he seeks strength, he must forge his own techniques from the ashes of the past. If he desires vengeance, he must reshape the way warriors wield their might. If he craves immortality, he must transcend the very concept of cultivation itself. The forsaken have returned—not to walk the path of others, but to carve a new legend into the fabric of existence.

"You may now kiss the bride." But no kiss ever came. I'm ripped from my wedding and thrown into a medieval fantasy world with game-like elements. It may seem like a game, but that doesn't matter to me, because this is my reality. The pain, the hunger, the cold, the fear, it's all real to me. Alone, without knowing why I'm here, in a world where I know nothing and nobody, I decide to buy a Blood Slave to have someone I can trust. She brings me comfort and so much more. She helps me raise my head high again and bravely move forward. Together, we'll grow stronger. Together, we're unbreakable. But she won't be the only one by my side. We need more than just each other, for I know that my purpose in this world can't be accomplished with only her help. Monsters and dungeons plague the land, forcing civilization to protect themselves from the hordes with tall walls and fierce determination. Killing monsters is a daily need, but they aren't the only enemy here. I have a powerful "Gift" that allows me to change my "skill points" at will, but if others were to know about it, there would be many that would try to use me by any means possible. Step by step, moment by moment, day by day, we keep moving forward, always aiming to improve our strength. One day, we'll meet our Fate, and we'll be ready for it. Swords held high, shields tightly strapped to our arms, wings spread apart, spells at the tip of our tongues, minds focused like blades, and our hearts hardened like steel. We'll take on whatever comes our way! --------------------------------------------- *Additional Tags*: Psychological, Romance, Magic, Male Lead, Portal Fantasy/Isekai/Transmigration, Polygamy, Slaves *Content Warning*: gore, profanity, sexual content (male/female, female/female, and human/non-human (*not for the faint of heart*)), traumatizing content *What to expect*: Slow story focused on the day-to-day life of a transmigrated man rather than on the plot. The plot exists but it *very slowly* becomes relevant. Also, *slow* character progress. It's a long journey, so don't expect a hero to grow in just a few chapters. Detailed environments and extensive world-building. Realistic and tactical combat instead of flashy. Protagonist with a cheat but far from overpowered. Lots of descriptive sex scenes, it is treated as just another part of life instead of merely fan-service. A harem where the members actually enjoy living with each other. Occasional weird wording and grammar, English isn't my first language. New chapters Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 8PM US East. This story is also on Royal Road (*most sexual content censored*), Scribble Hub, Novel Updates, Hentai Foundry, MoonQuill, Archive of Our Own, and Literotica. 

Arsol (Username: Hakkun) is your average eighteen-year-old tech nerd; he reads cliche light novels, plays video games (way too many), studies for exams, and he programs! Does he have friends? A social life, maybe? Nah, he’s an anti-social whose inner monologues revolve around how humans suck. He’s the type who blames the world for his problems: edgy, angsty, emo— thinks he’s smarter than everyone and has answers for the world’s crisis. Gotta give it to him, though, he a young talent at whatever he does. His skills for programming, gaming (FPS) as well as studying makes up for the fact that he’s an arse. So much so, that he stops going to school altogether and locks himself in his room, he’d rather be with his computer. Because Arsol is on a mission! He’s been collaborating with online strangers who are all equally gamers and computer nerds, who understand him, and who all have this idea to make this steampunk/dieselpunk game called ‘Hero of Emberstein.’ Now, Arsol won’t lie, he’s obsessed. Being one of the co-creators, he finds himself adding features and details he’d want in an MMORPG. The only thing he dislikes is the customizable character features; he never understands such a personalized activity. He prefers Gacha. After 3 years, the game is finally available for beta testing, his 7 online co-creators are all ready to click the play button. But little does Arsol know, he would for real be in the game, like in person, like ISEKAI-ed, like he could die, for real for real. What's worse is, everyone who clicked the play button for the beta test, has also been Isekaied. So like, maybe over a thousand or more? Arsol thinks it’s his fault innocent players are getting transmigrated into HIS game, because he remembers that he removed the 'EXIT' button as a harmless malfunctioning prank-- turned deadly?! Oops. Journey along with Arsol as he hides his identity as the creator, the culprit, and the administrator. And that time he finds out his 6 online friends are all here as well, but where?! Who?! UGH, THIS IS WHY HE HATES CUSTOMIZABLE CHARACTERS! ( I DO, IN FACT, OWN THE COVER )

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In a realm where dragons are not beasts, but living archives of forbidden magic, the last Arcanum Rider, Kael Veyra, discovers his blood is the key to reigniting the Dragonstar Crucible—a celestial forge that once birthed civilizations. But the Crucible's power comes at a brutal cost: every spell he channels through his draconic bond erodes his humanity, replacing flesh with crystalline arcana. When an ancient order of mage-hunters resurrects the Ebon Wyrm, a god-eating dragon sealed in dead stars, Kael must ally with a rogue dragoness who feeds on lies. Together, they race to decode the Shattered Lexicon, a grimoire written in dragonbone runes that holds the secret to controlling the Crucible… or destroying it. But as Kael’s body glows brighter with stolen starlight, he realizes the true enemy may be the magic burning through his veins. Will he become humanity’s savior, or the final dragon reborn?

In the grand Archive of Eldoria, Celestine Virelle has spent centuries preserving the world’s knowledge, bound by an ancient oath to protect the secrets hidden within its labyrinthine halls. But when she discovers a book that should not exist—a tome that records not only history but the future—her world is upended. The final page foretells a dire prophecy: that she will awaken a being lost to time, the Forgotten One. As Celestine unknowingly releases the enigmatic entity from its celestial prison, she is thrust into a battle against the very gods who rewrote history to hide an unbearable truth. Guided by the Forgotten One through the ethereal halls of a celestial library, she unravels the lost history of a world before her own, a world deliberately buried by divine hands. Now hunted by the Keepers, celestial warriors sworn to uphold the false order, Celestine must choose: abandon the truth and return to the life she knew, or embrace the Forgotten One’s knowledge and reshape the fate of Eldoria itself. As ancient forces stir and a battle for the past and future begins, the Librarian must decide where her true allegiance lies. But in a world where truth is power, will unveiling the past lead to salvation—or destruction?

In the early 2000s, Henry Calloway, a struggling journalist, receives a cryptic letter inviting him to a secluded town known only as Warmout. Promised an exclusive story on a secretive yet thriving community, Henry embarks on a journey that leads him to a place untouched by time. A town where the air is thick with nostalgia, the streets humming with quiet conversations, and every resident seems unnervingly content. But as Henry digs deeper, he notices things that don’t add up. The clocks in town don’t tick past a certain hour. And the warmth…the unsettling warmth that lingers even in the dead of night, wrapping around him like an embrace he can’t escape. When he tries to leave, the roads bend in ways they shouldn’t. The sky above distorts, flickering like an old film reel. Something in Warmout is watching, and it doesn’t take kindly to guests overstaying their welcome. Henry must uncover the truth before he, too, fades into the town’s eerie embrace. But some doors, once opened, can never be closed again...

(Authors Note: Hello everyone!  Thank you for reading my novel!  I am a newish writer and this is my first attempt at a genuine novel that I one day hope to publish.  Thank you all for the views and I would appreciate any feedback that you could share with me to help me along my journey!  Please enjoy!) n the world of Aven, seven powerful nations vie for dominance, each steeped in rich history, magic, and conflict. Amidst the growing turmoil, Shinva, a blind former soldier from the Zhaoyun Empire, embarks on a desperate journey to the Thassian Archives in search of Atheric Sorcery, the key to reclaiming his lost strength. Meanwhile, in the independent city of Eridessa, Leona Velthian, a noble commander, fights to protect her home from a hidden threat—cultists lurking in the ancient catacombs, seeking to revive a long-defeated Abyssal horror. As war looms and dark forces stir, Shinva and Leona's paths converge in a struggle against an ancient evil sealed away centuries ago. With time running out, they must unravel the secrets of the past, master their abilities, and prepare for an impending Abyssal invasion that could consume the world.

KINGDOM(EARTH) HEARTS(WATER) 3(LIGHT) MEMORY(TIME) ARCHIVE(TIME+EARTH) 5(FAMILY) DARKNESS Organization 13's true goal is to divide Xehanort's heart among 13 vessels; 13 Xehanorts, what is? The Real Organization 13; now Master Xehanort has warned of a 3rd attempt to start his War; All of this was decided. My 12 selves would welcome me here on this day when I would return as a complete person. It is the future that lies beyond my sight. Let us finish this at the Fated Place when your Lights and my Darknesses have joined together. Even Time itself cannot contain Xehanort's ambitions. 7 Lights; 13 Darknesses; The End is coming.

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Dying at a young age, Carl, a mercenary, wakes up to find out he is no longer human but a deer. As he enjoys his peaceful life of grazing grass, he is shot dead by a hunter. Although he wasn't resentful about his killer and was about to make his way to the afterlife [Congratulations. The host has unlocked the Wendigo system] His soul immediately possesses the hunter, turning him into a 3-meter wendigo that must survive the chase of the Supernatural defense agency that wishes to rid the world of monsters, and in this case, including Carl. Do give it a chance, like 8-10 chapters before deciding on dropping the novel. Also, I will be honest: it's not perfect due to some pacing issues at the beginning. My writing style is 3rd perspective but it's written in a way that it sometimes feels 1st perspective, so I don't want new readers to get confused and question the lack of MC monologuing/ inner thoughts.

The Multiverse is a boundless tapestry of stories, each reality shaped by unseen hands—those of the Authors. At the heart of all existence lies the Grand Archive, a sanctuary where the most powerful wielders of the Pen of Eternity write and rewrite reality itself. But where there is creation, there is also destruction. From the shadows emerge the Erasers, entities dedicated to the systematic unmaking of existence. They seek to erase flawed worlds, tearing apart reality to reshape the Multiverse as they see fit. Standing between them and annihilation is a war fought not with weapons, but with words—where sentences shape destinies, and paragraphs decide the fate of worlds. Orion Vale was just another dreamer, a writer lost in his own imagination, until the day he uncovered the Pen of Eternity within the forbidden depths of the Grand Archive. Chosen—or perhaps cursed—by fate, Orion must navigate the perilous world of Authors, learning to wield his newfound power before his story is cut short. Guided by the enigmatic elder Authors, Orion embarks on a journey of creation and conflict, mastering the craft of narrative warfare to create his own story. Along the way, he faces foes capable of rewriting reality itself, including the malevolent Editor, a force beyond even the Erasers, seeking to decide which stories deserve to exist. From the Abyss of Forgotten Tales, where lost stories linger in darkness, to the Assembly of Authors, where legends decide the fate of the Prime Narrative, Orion must fight for his right to tell his own story. But as he grows stronger, he begins to unravel a truth greater than he ever imagined—one that could change the very foundation of the Multiverse itself. With creation and destruction locked in eternal conflict, Orion’s choices will decide the fate of all existence. Will he rise as a Guardian of Creation, preserving the delicate balance of stories, or will he embrace the path of the Unwritten, daring to challenge the laws of the Multiverse itself? In a world where ink holds power and every word shapes reality, Orion’s journey is only beginning. Ancient Legends: I Got tired of Waiting, so I Wrote my Own Reality is a tale of limitless imagination, reality-bending battles, and the eternal struggle between authorship and erasure. For in the end, only one truth remains: A story is only as powerful as the one who writes it

Between worlds, between lifetimes, between the pages of an unforgotten story. A journey through shattered realities. A love that defied time. A fate rewritten over and over again. Somewhere, hidden deep within an endless archive, a story lingers—waiting to be found, waiting to be remembered. But not all stories are meant to be read.

For fans of Cradle × Mistborn × The Stormlight Archive — meet your next obsession! WHY YOU'LL BINGE THIS SERIES: 1.EPIC PROGRESSION — From demon-spark boy to multiverse godslayer! 2.BREATHTAKING WORLD-BUILDING — 12+ intricately designed realms, 100+ divine entities, and warring cosmic rules! 3.UNFORGETTABLE HEROINES — A legendary mage queen, a time-bending priestess, and a tribal goddess fused with a war machine! 4.GAME-CHANGING POWER SYSTEMS — Divine bloodlines × Apocalyptic gear × Reality-breaking constructs! STORY SNEAK PEAK: Eldrin isn't just half-demon, half-elf — he's a walking apocalypse forged by warring multiverses. When his father's betrayal strands him in the lawless hellscape of Faro, he doesn't just survive — he conquers. WITNESS THE ASCENSION: Stage 1: Disgraced hybrid → Deep Blue Academy's top arcane architect Stage 2: Multiverse exile → God-Eater who turns divine realms into his workshops Stage 3: Creator of Eternity Tome — the only artifact that evolves from Disaster to Cosmic Law Final Form: The Redeemer — A living black hole rewriting universal code with 3.2 billion souls as his fuel CORE SELLING POINTS: 1. LEGENDARY CHARACTERS = INSTANT FANDOM The Dragon Tamer Mage: A 29-level reality-warmer who hunts archdevils for brunch. Secretly carries Eldrin's heir — a baby with frost draconic reincarnation powers. Time's Martyred Saint: Sacrifices her existence across 3 millennia to build Dawn Citadel, only to return as "Faceless Knight" — a paradox rewriting fate itself. The Tribal Singularity: Merges with Mother Nest (a living war factory) to become Tilatmis — Creator Deity who births new cosmic laws. 2. GEAR THAT REINVENTS POWER FANTASY Moonlight (Shattered Godblade): Killed 7 deities before breaking against his father's armor. Judgment (Soul-Hungry Cleaver): Evolves from Hatred → Sacred Annihilation through 12 divine executions. Apocalypse Codex (Living Artifact): Contains 9 sealed elder gods as "skill modules". 3. COSMIC WAR SYSTEMS Divine Stock Market: Trade godhood fragments like crypto! Time Dilated Battlefields: 1 day in Abyss Layer 666 = 3 years of power grinding! Bloodline NFTs: Inherit skills from 13 extinct cosmic races! READER MAGNETS: Chapter 1 Hook: "The ritual demanded his mother's heart. Eldrin offered two — one demon, one divine." Mid-Series Twist: Hero becomes the final boss — "Why kill gods when I can own their believers?" Finale Payoff: A black hole wedding where Eldrin marries 4 heroines across collapsing realities! TROPES WE OWN: 1.Enemies-to-Godslayers 2.Academy Arc × Multiverse Conquest 3.Time Loop Tragedies 4."Build Your Own Pantheon" Progression VIRAL POTENTIAL: TikTok-Ready Moments: Dragon armadas exploding into coin showers! Webtoon Adaptation Gold: Kaleidoscopic battles across 12 art styles! Wiki Rabbit Hole: 144 divine hierarchies to obsess over! WARNING: This novel contains: Soul-crushing "Red Wedding" moments (RIP 8.7 billion NPCs) Game of Thrones-level political backstabs across 23 noble houses Addictive "Just One More Chapter" cliffhangers READER PRAISE: "MC starts weaker than a sick kitten but ends up deleting the final boss' save file!" "The Elden Ring of webnovels — every side character could headline their own epic!" START READING NOW — Before Eldrin resets the multiverse again!

(WSA 2025 ENTRY) Betrayed, rejected and humiliated in front of the council and seven kingdoms, Dahlia stood between life and death. Her mate, Prince Damian, had rejected her during their mating ritual and she had till sunrise to find a mate or she would be bound to Hades- the god of death. While Damian celebrated his engagement to her sister, Gwendyln, Dahlia was slowly dying. The sun was about to rise and no man was interested in mating with a rejected human girl. It was too late and she was bound to Hades for eternity. Fate throws an opportunity to Dahlia and she wakes up in the body of a girl that had drowned in the Cyre river several weeks ago. She had been given a second chance at life but at the cost of the souls of the people that had killed her and many others. ~~ "You're mine. Every single part of you yearns for me" he whispered against the nape of my neck. "I want you to crave my touch. Your insides will  throb at the sound of my voice" he growled as he sucked on my bare skin. "I'd rather die" I spat. "Death will never stop me" he boasted aloud. "I'll bring you back again so I can reclaim you till every inch of you belongs to me"....... Hey loves, this is my first book and I'm competing in WSA. I'm pretty nervous and would be extremely grateful if you support me.. Feel free to stalk me IG/Facebook: @Zee's Archive email: Autumnfever12@gmail.com