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The Original Realm

Official Art for the Novel at @the_original_realm (I am not sure if this is allowed, if its not please inform me and I will remove the link) Ten years ago, six-year-old Luke Mace witnessed the impossible. On a snowy mountain, during what was supposed to be an ordinary family hike, a monstrous creature emerged from a glowing portal and tore his life apart, killing his parents before vanishing into thin air. No one believed his story. The official explanation was an avalanche, but Luke has never forgotten the truth: the creature, and the strange portal, were real. Now sixteen, Luke joins a school field trip to the same mountain, only to find himself drawn back to the site of his deepest pain. As the snow falls and strange forces awaken, the portal reactivates, pulling Luke into Aethereon, a realm of ancient power and shifting landscapes, brimming with the mysterious energy known as Advent. In this otherworldly dimension, Luke discovers that the creature responsible for his parents' deaths, known only as The Anomaly, roams freely, a force of chaos that answers to no one. Determined to confront it and make it pay for what it took from him, Luke begins his journey, joined by a group of unlikely companions he meets along the way. Together, they navigate the perils of Aethereon, from its labyrinthine forests to its towering, crystalline peaks, facing foes born of Advent's raw power. As Luke learns to wield Advent himself, he realizes that his quest for revenge is far more complicated than he imagined. The Anomaly is more than just a killer-it is a being tied to the fabric of both Aethereon and Earth, and its existence threatens to unravel the balance between worlds. To survive and protect everything he loves, Luke must face not only the monster but the truths buried deep within himself. The Original Realm is a gripping story of loss, vengeance, and self-discovery, as Luke Mace ventures into the unknown to confront the past and forge his own path forward.
Bob_Rossette · 17.5K Views

THE ORIGINAL LEGACY MISSION PROJECT

In the human world there was a powerful barrier that had separated them from the mystical realm, and when that barrier had somehow been breach hundreds of species from each mystical realms that were imprisoned had escape into the humans realm the professor knew that the humans life's were in great danger he immediately summoned twenty eight of his supernatural students from the Thestral Academy to travel through the portal into the humans realm, during the supernatural students journey to the human realm they discovered that they weren't the only mystical creatures, therefore there presence awaken Brooklyn and Maelyn magic. Which then leads to Maelyn finding out about real identity and the Orlando Alysson alongside Brooklyn discovered the existence of the mystical realms. As the enemies starts attacking them Jace decided to formed a pack and together they managed to defeat most enemies and ended up losing most of there members. Four years later the students from the Thestral Academy had discovered the shocking truth that leaves them question their faith, and after knowing that it wasn't just twenty eight supernatural creature’s send through the portal it was over a hundred students Jace pack becomes the only hope of survival, the professor dark side was then exposed by Kayden who also informed Jace and his pack about Lilliana true identity which leaves her questioning herself on which side she should take. More truth was then revealed later on as the pack tends to dig further into the professor background and with Parkers arrival the pack faces more danger.
MiyahAllen · 11.4K Views

The Almighty Supreme WarLord

All his life, Ares had known nothing but suffering. Growing up in an orphanage was a living hell; few could fathom the torment that such a place could inflict. At fifteen, Ares could no longer endure the misery and decided to escape. However, his decision led him into an even darker nightmare. He was wrongfully accused of a crime he knew nothing about. A poor lad in the face of aristocratic families, who could possibly listen to him? Without a chance to prove his innocence or even request an attorney, he was swiftly sentenced to the worst prison of all, a place no Carringtonian ever wishes to be sentenced to—Blackstone Hell. The name was no exaggeration. Ares' suffering began anew, but just a month into his sentence, war broke out. This war raged for years, and the country was on the brink of collapse when Ares rose. Rumors had it that no one could escape from Blackstone Hell, but Ares defied the odds for the first time ever in the history of Carrington. He even brought with him inmates whom he transformed into soldiers, men of valor. He fought the war with his subordinates, the Gods and Goddesses of War and soon victory was his. To the Gods and Goddesses of War, he was their Master and Lord. To his soldiers, he was the Supreme Warlord. To his enemies, he was a Nightmare. The mere mention of his name struck fear into their hearts. Some rumors say he might be the devil in human form. Now, with the war over, Ares seeks revenge on those who unjustly imprisoned him. He vowed to make every one of them pay! But a new challenge emerged. A little girl, from the same orphanage where he had grown up, called him "Daddy." As the Supreme Warlord, he was baffled. How could he have fathered a daughter when he was only fifteen when he was sentenced, and how could she be termed an orphan? Moreover, where was her mother?
Lord_Adonis · 7K Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 695.2K Views

The Warlord's Regression

Baek Hyun-Jae, once the revered warlord of the Blood Heaven Sect, lies broken and betrayed by his closest allies his sworn brothers, his lover, and the very world he fought to protect. Burned alive by the treachery of those he trusted most, Hyun-Jae’s soul is ripped from his body and cast into the abyss. But in his final moments, an ancient demonic power reaches out to him, offering him a second chance a chance to return to the world he once knew, but not as a man seeking honor or redemption. This time, he will be a force of unrelenting vengeance. Reborn twenty years in the past, Hyun-Jae remembers every betrayal, every moment of weakness, and every soul that wronged him. With his body restored and his mind sharper than ever, he begins his hunt systematically destroying the sects, factions, and individuals who will one day betray him. But his path to vengeance leads him into the arms of the Demonic Cult, where the power he seeks is dark, violent, and boundless. With the cult’s ancient arts at his command, Hyun-Jae embraces his new, ruthless identity. No longer bound by the honor of the past, he becomes a creature of shadows, working from the shadows to tear down the pillars of Murim. His former allies, who now live their peaceful lives unaware of the storm about to hit, will be the first to fall. Betrayal has a price, and Hyun-Jae will make them all pay for their treachery in blood. The Demonic Cult offers him the power he needs, but it comes at a cost a cost that could consume his humanity. Will his thirst for revenge leave him more monster than man, or will he rise as the undisputed king of Murim, casting his enemies into eternal darkness? The Murim world will burn, and only one man will remain standing Hyun-Jae, the Warlord of Blood and Shadows.
Novice_writer2 · 1.5K Views
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