Cacophonous Clatter

I closed my eyes and let out a long, shuddering breath. The needle slipped through my numb fingers and clattered onto the rough pavement. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first peace I'd felt in my short, miserable life. No one would miss me, and if any did...? Well, there was always someone else to beat or rape. They'd move on quickly. But then...gods? Since when did nothingness have so many gods? Chosen by the goddess of Fate, I'm thrust into a world of magic and wonder alongside nine other heroes. A world where the gods reign supreme, and evil is vanquished before it can spread its blight. Can such a place truly exist? Could life really be worth living? I've heard that the brightest lights cast the longest shadows, but my life has been nothing but darkness. Perhaps this new world will be the chance I need to find the light, to see the other side. Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

I'm Xavier Cromwell, a 21-year-old university student and web novel author. My days are pretty routine—attending classes, managing assignments, and squeezing in time to write my novel "RISE FROM THE ASHES". Today seemed no different, the steady clatter of my keyboard filling the room as I crafted another chapter. But then the doorbell rang, interrupting my flow. DING! I sighed, reluctantly pushing away from my desk and heading to the door. Little did I know, my life was about to take a turn I never saw coming. The moment I opened the door, something—or rather someone—came barreling into me. It was like a pink blur, and before I could even react, I was on the floor, knocked flat by what felt like a human missile. Clutching onto me, the pink rocket—no, a girl, her arms wrapped tightly around me—gazed up with sparkling eyes and, in the sweetest, most endearing voice, she whispered: "I've finally found you, my HUSBAND~" *** Note: The story takes place in an alternate universe, with a different geography and countries. Genre: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Yandere, Mecha, Harem, Sci-fi A/N: [About NTR and Yuri] "No one will be harmed. I swear to God." "The NTR B*stards butchered every Vanilla Fans when they took over Webnovel." "I am not those B*stards. I am Rex... Rex_Ashburn."

In the gritty underbelly of Menthil City, crime and chaos reign. Meet Caspian Loveheart, a charming slumrat with a penchant for brawling. Join him as he dives into the dark side of the coastal metropolis. Amidst the din of shouting drunks and the clattering of coins, he uncovers whispers of a powerful relic said to alter fate itself. As he delves deeper into this shadowy world, Caspian becomes ensnared in a web of danger, with dark forces seeking to claim the relic for their own sinister purposes. Burdened by the weight of his choices, he must confront the looming threats and fight to survive in a city where every ally could be a foe. Anyone would go mad under such circumstances. Unfortunately Caspian wasn't all there to begin with.

In the heart of Vienna, where the echoes of classical melodies danced through the air, lived a modern musician named Benjamin O'Connor. Benjamin was a prodigious talent in the contemporary music scene, seamlessly blending electronic beats with soulful melodies. Little did he know that his life was about to take an extraordinary turn. One evening, as Benjamin prepared for a groundbreaking performance in the vibrant city, a mysterious force enveloped him. Colors twisted and sounds blurred, transporting him through the fabric of time. Suddenly, he found himself in an era untouched by synthesizers and digital harmonies. It was the year 1741, the time when Joseph II of the Holy Roman Empire was born. Confused and disoriented, Benjamin took in the unfamiliar surroundings. The air was filled with the scent of horse-drawn carriages, and the cobblestone streets echoed with the clatter of footsteps in traditional attire. The towering structures of Vienna looked different, as if frozen in a historical painting. As Benjamin grappled with the reality of his situation, he soon realized that he was no longer in the 21st century. Panic and awe intertwined within him, but his musician's spirit prevailed. Rather than succumbing to the strangeness of the past, he saw an opportunity to explore a world where musical notes were written with quills, not keyboards. In the midst of this historical epoch, Benjamin navigated the winding alleys and grand palaces of Vienna, eager to understand the musical landscape of the 18th century. He discovered the Baroque elegance of orchestral compositions and the intricate craftsmanship of harpsichords. The streets resonated with the melodies of Mozart and Haydn, composers who were yet to be born in his original timeline. Joseph II, the future ruler of the Holy Roman Empire, was still a child, oblivious to the visitor from another time. Benjamin observed the society of the period, marveling at the cultural richness and the strict etiquette that governed daily life. As he adapted to the customs of the era, he became a musical sojourner, merging his avant-garde sensibilities with the classical tapestry of the past. Word of the mysterious musician spread through Vienna like wildfire. Aristocrats and commoners alike flocked to witness Benjamin's unorthodox performances, where the clash of eras created a symphony that transcended time itself. His music became a bridge between epochs, a testament to the timeless power of artistic expression. As Benjamin immersed himself in this unfamiliar world, he also grappled with the challenges of existing in a time where his very existence defied explanation. Yet, through the challenges, he found unexpected allies among the musicians and patrons who recognized the magic in his music. Little did Benjamin know that his journey through time would not only leave an indelible mark on the pages of history but also reshape his own understanding of music and humanity. In the crucible of the past, a modern musician discovered that the language of melody could transcend the boundaries of time, connecting hearts across centuries. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=itv32xH5rM4&ab_channel=Audinity-Topic) Please play this as this is my feelings why I started to write this novel.

"Please, His majesty awaits you," the butler stood at the side of the double doors, gesturing for her to go in. He wanted her to come in?!! Elaina gulped nervously. She had gotten a glimpse of the people in there when the butler entered and she could tell that they were all high class, she wouldn't even be surprised if members of the upper echelon were in there too. But, the problem wasn't the people but how she was dressed. Elaina slowly entered the large hall, her eyes trained on the ground. She could feel his intense gaze on her and many other curious gazes. She subtly pinched the sides of her joggers, to divert her attention from the looks she was receiving. She didn't like being the center of attention, it turned her into a nervous wreck! Mael sat at the head of the table his dark hawk-like gaze watched her like a predator watching his prey and when she came to stand beside him, Sit," he ordered. Elaina reached out to the chair on his side and a maid quickly came to help her pull it back when they heard Mael speak, "Who told you to sit there?" he demanded making both Elaina and the maid pause. Elaina turned to look at him, confusion evident in her black eyes. Did he want her to sit on the floor? A smirk curved up his lips then he moved his chair back a little and tapped his lap. "Sit right here," Elaina's and many others eyes widened and the sound of clattering cutlery echoed through the hall. He wanted her to do what?!

"The Echoes of Valor" unfolds against the backdrop of World War II, following the journey of James Fletcher, a 16-year-old boy thrust into the harrowing reality of war. As his idyllic small town succumbs to the call of duty, James faces the profound choice to enlist. The story delves into James's internal struggle, the poignant farewells with his family and friends, and the transformative train journey alongside a diverse group of fellow soldiers. In the face of uncertainty, a seasoned sergeant named Thomas emerges as an unexpected mentor, providing strength and guidance. The narrative weaves suspense into the camaraderie of the soldiers, as their stories intertwine amidst the shifting landscapes of a nation at war. The train becomes a microcosm of emotions—fear, camaraderie, and anticipation—mirroring the collective conscience of a generation thrust into history's maelstrom. As night falls, the journey becomes a crucible of emotions, and James grapples with the weight of responsibility. The rhythmic clatter of the train wheels mirrors the heartbeat of a nation on the brink. "The Echoes of Valor" captures the essence of sacrifice, courage, and the indomitable spirit of those who faced the unknown. James Fletcher's coming-of-age story unfolds as he transforms from a boy leaving his town into a young man confronting the challenges of war, leaving behind echoes of innocence and embarking on a journey etched into the pages of history.

"What is fate? Are the choices we make considered fate? What determines someone or something's fate? These are the questions our protagonist/MC will ponder throughout his mystical journey. These peculiar events will shape the fate and destiny of both the protagonist and his world, challenging him to protect those he hold dear. His adventures begin with the discovery of the possibility of time travel." *** In the shroud of midnight's deepest darkness, atop the loftiest peak, a spark ignited with sudden brilliance. As the spark intensified, it drew the attention of onlookers. Some were gripped by despair at this unexpected anomaly, while others erupted in joyous celebration. With each crescendo of despair and cheer, the spark burned brighter. Flash, Rumble, and Boom—intense light illuminated the heavens, accompanied by the cacophonous symphony of thunder and lightning. It felt as though doomsday itself was on the doorstep. As the initial shock wore off, people snapped into action, desperately seeking refuge to safeguard their fragile lives. Meanwhile, those who reveled in the chaos reveled even more, finding perverse joy in the despair of others. *** Amidst this unfolding spectacle, the initial spark transformed into a radiant, swiftly rotating circular object, periodically emitting sparks of electricity. As the circular object's rotation gradually decelerated, three silhouettes came into view. The boy, around 17 years old, possessed a sharp visage, handsome features, vantablack hair, and gray eyes that fluctuated in color with his emotions. He tightly held a beautiful girl with soft skin, alluring blood-red eyes, silver-blonde hair, and an hourglass figure. Together, they gazed to their left, where a gorgeous young woman of their age captured the boy's attention. What fascinated him the most were her brown wolf-like ears and a constantly wagging tail, accompanied by a joyful smile on her face. As the radiance of the circular rotating object dimmed, they all found themselves in a heartfelt group hug, reunited in this mystical moment. *** After some time, the three of them resolved to investigate the peculiar situation they found themselves in. While the girls marveled at their surroundings in awe, the boy's attention was drawn to a letter displayed on the control panel of his "Time Machine."

In a sprawling metropolis, where the pursuit of materialism and superficiality reign supreme, a mysterious figure named Ethan is cast as an outcast, shrouded in rumors of malevolence. But behind his enigmatic exterior, Ethan carries a burning desire for righteousness, a longing to awaken a world blinded by mediocrity. One evening, in the heart of this materialistic society, Ethan stumbles upon a clandestine gathering of like-minded individuals. United by a shared vision of a better world, they dare to challenge the status quo. However, even within this hidden alliance, skepticism shrouds Ethan's true intentions. With newfound allies by his side, including Sarah, a passionate artist, and David, a philosopher thirsting for wisdom, Ethan embarks on a journey to unveil the hollowness of their world. They organize protests, write thought-provoking essays, and use their unique talents to challenge societal norms. Yet, opposition is fierce, and Ethan's unwavering conviction is often misunderstood as stubbornness. As their movement gains momentum, they face backlash from those who profit from the existing system. Even Ethan's own friends and family cannot understand his divergent path. Relationships strain, and Ethan finds himself isolated, carrying the weight of his mission alone. But then, during a pivotal protest, Ethan's words resonate with the crowd. His impassioned speech reveals his genuine commitment to justice, piercing through the veneer of darkness that surrounds him. The essence of humanity and truth begins to surface, transforming perceptions and kindling hope. Former adversaries start to question their values as they witness the positive changes in the city—the rekindling of hope, the blossoming of genuine connections, and the revival of dormant wisdom. They join Ethan's cause, adding their skills and perspectives to the movement. The alliance grows stronger, united by a shared vision. The city itself undergoes a profound transformation as people redefine success, seeking fulfillment beyond material wealth. Wisdom becomes a cherished possession, and genuine human connections are treasured. The essence of humanity and truth, long forgotten, resurfaces like a long-lost melody in the city's cacophonous symphony. As the city awakens to its deeper values, Ethan embarks on a path of personal redemption, confronting the shadows within him. His dark reputation fades, replaced by one of a righteous warrior fighting for a noble cause.

The world has many faces, Some shine bright, While others hide in the dark. No one shows their true face, Coz to do that would be dangerous, For what is seen can also be known~ A gash of radiant light broke throughout the cauldron black sky, warm molten red blood squirting from the open wounds carried horror in it, the clattering sound of the swords that were going neat on each other's throats, The screams of agony and whimpers of pain were eye pleasing to the man that stood tall on the smoking ruins that were littered with bodies, calmly walking through the mountain of the brutally mascaraed corpse the man stared down the pesky creatures with a gaze akin to that of a lord of wrath. "Justice shall be served" the vanquishing voice echoed through the battlefield wavering the arrows zipping through the air and the clashing swords, dead silence hung over the ruins, Miserable humans gazed with a last ray of hope in their eyes "Indeed justice shall be served……… For myself!!" His maniac laugh destroyed every bit of hope the creatures carried "And for the rest of you? There will not be any tranquillity! I shall have no mercy" Raising his hands into the air he formed a sphere of pitch black and scarlet red energy. "This is the day humans will regret their birth, and heavens, their existence" Nothing but ashes remain on that fateful day……….. This went par to the patience of the heavens, Close at hand to claim his never-ending revenge with humans, he fought over to the end destroying every place and every soul. The heavens couldn't allow it, the only choice was to enter the battle with this being to prevent the disaster for the entire mankind. What now?? After all, the being was but a mere human who was overpowered by demonic energy and evil cultivation. "A war between a raging evil cultivator and the heavens!!!" _______________________________ The beginning of the story is slow-paced, As it focuses on the detailed back story, character development, tragic twists and turns, The story might get dark from time to time, so please bear with it. Disclaimer: I recently came across some comment that said it's been a while since they tasted pure fantasy novels as the system and reincarnation are in trend so here I'm trying my best to avoid it all and keep this as just a cult fantasy novel. This is a story free from the system, and the concept of transmigration and reincarnation, ML here solely levels up by working on his skills and gaining knowledge and improving his wisdom. If you are willing to continue with the story then reading prologues is a must for you…. But this doesn't mean I might not write systems or reincarnation novels …..in the future I might write novels that involve systems, reincarnation and transmigration…. But that has nothing to do with this one … Please stop by and give it a try….. Honest critics would be appreciated…… ps; cover picture doesn't belong to me, credit goes to the owner......

Some nightmares do not halt, they keep replaying till you lose your sanity. I have no idea what else I'm gonna do at this juncture of my life. Is my life even mine? I can't feel it is. What am I gonna do to be free? Free as a bird from this shackle? I am Hailey Brown, I reside in Chicago. I lay on a bare fluffy floor warping my fragile legs and twitching like a leaf. My tummy was agonizing badly and I could feel my intestines getting devoured as if a clump of rats were gnawing them. I let out an audible sigh. It's not the first time I have been in extreme distress. My eyes bulged looking somber, my lips, parched. I heard the bars of the cell I was in, clattering. It was the jail guard. He has arrived again to invite me to go work on the field as well as with the inmates. The clattering slammed my ears and I attempted to rise to my feet I felt so dizzy that my head commenced spinning, but I still attempted to waddle frightened I was going to get whacked or dragged out forcefully. The guards in the jail are quite brutal like soldiers, a few of them have mistreated me a few times hence, the awful bruises and spots on my arms and legs. I was almost arriving at the bars and I weakly plopped to the floor conk out.

The disastrous divorce trial almost ended their marriage, even though a certain blue-eyed man was still madly in love with his wife. Unfortunately, the head of a noble family who was famous throughout the country made an unbreakable decision. The CEO, who was also the sole heir to the Wenceslas noble family, would be appointed as the Chairman of the Board on one condition. He had to leave his wife and marry the woman of the elder's choice. All of that was for the sake of the next heir. However, the elder did not want to wait any longer. To stop the Wenceslas family's crazy plan, Aruna pretended to be pregnant. This petite woman had to get rid of her competitor. However, the Wenceslas family's crazy plan was not the only thing Aruna had to worry about. The woman chosen by the elder was more beautiful, slimmer, more fashionable, and many things Aruna was not. Furthermore, she was ready to be the trophy wife, the ideal doll for the Wenceslas family. Yet, there was something off about her. She seemed to be hiding her secrets amongst this new chaos. Aruna, the beloved wife of the CEO – Mahendra Hadyan Wenceslas, repeatedly received death threats. [Hello, babe. Where are you? I was in front of your office, but it's empty] [Hen… please…] her sobbing pushed the blue-eyed man on the other side to run as fast as he could. [Where are you?!] he asked, hurried with his shaking voice. He finally realized that something terrible had happened. [I… aaargh, let me go… let go!] Clatter! The sound that reached the blue-eyed man's ears was eerily similar to how a phone dropped to the floor. [Aruna… Aruna! Answer me! Aruna!] a wave of panic washed over him. He turned his head left and right, looking for his bodyguard, "You all! Go to the CCTV room, look for my wife!” [Hendra… I'm…], and he could not hear her anymore. Ba-dump! Ba-dump! Would this petite woman who pretended to be pregnant survive? How would Aruna defend her status as the CEO's beloved wife and become the ideal daughter-in-law of the Wenceslas noble family? Let’s follow Aruna and Mahendra's struggle to maintain their love story in [Mr. CEO's Beloved Wife] ____________________________ *** Follow My Book Dear ^^ *** Tale Of The Half-Blood Wizard The Half-Blood Wizard: Thief Of Time Stealing The Wife's First Kiss Once A CEO Wife Mr CEO's Beloved Wife Mr CEO’s Pregnant Wife ************************ Updates every day at (GMT+8) 07.00 AM ************************ #Meet me on Instagram: bluehadyan #Discord: bluehadyan#7481

Countless eons ago the universe was sick corrupted by a darkness that had snuffed out all its stars. Countless heroes and mighty legends were given the call to save the last living within the galaxy before the last star saw its end. In the end he was the only one who was able to answer the call...a boy who'd been original been meant to be a deliverer of its destruction. After he doing his best to throw off his dark destiny, he managed to give his galaxy and the universe beyond, a future that'd come at the cost of all he loved and cared for. Fast-forward to the present, where he's somehow managed to find himself reborn with a second chance at life. First thing on the agenda: "NO MORE EPIC DESTINIES...NO MORE AMBITIOUS GOALS!" Read along and follow the low-key adventures of a former-eldritch lord!

"Chronicles of the Arcane Revolution" unfolds in the bustling city of Eldoria during the 19th-century Industrial Era, where the clatter of machinery mingles with whispers of ancient magic. The tale follows Elliot Blackthorn, a skilled engineer, who stumbles upon a mysterious blueprint that unravels the delicate balance between technology and magic.

Entering a new world where my life would be miserable and dangerous. But this is what we wanted right? A thrill. Having an ineffable thoughts while handling cacophonous feelings can be one of the reasons why meddling with everyone's that hard. So thinking of the best plot of everyday life, it was like a horrific life. What would be our next move? What's our best way to help someone in need? What's the plan?

When I awake at midnight my husband's not beside me, I searched him, when I found him I try to call him "Hub.." before I finish it I can't believe what I'm seeing. Is that really my husband? why my husband like a werewolf? am I dreaming? I pinched myself and it hurts! I'm not dreaming, if so.. then what this is? I'm scared when I want to go back to my room *clatter* the vase next to me broken. And run to my room before my husband know it is me who look at him. When I reach my room, I pretend to sleep again. I heard footsteps, I'm scared but then the footsteps disappear..

My weapon clatters to the ground. Diving behind the nearest tree, I scan the floor in search of a weapon. A battle-axe rams near to my head, grazing my ear. However, it remains stuck in the wood, with the brute grunting and yanking at it. I take the opportunity, swiping up an arrow, thrusting it straight through his chest. He clutches the arrow, tearing it out, releasing thick crimson with it. With the creature no longer a problem, my gaze sweeps the bloody area, quivering knees barely able to hold me up. Within seconds, my eyes are glued to a man; 6 feet of pure bulk, numerous tattoos meandering around and accentuating the bulge of muscle. He holds a carelessly wrapped bundle, tucked uncomfortably in his grasp. I step back, but he reaches me within seconds. "Mine," he holds my arm in a bruising grip, cradling my unconscious, malnourished sister with his other hand as he drags me along.

She was unique. She had the determination of a Phoenix. She could soar up in the sky of immortality if she pleased. With remarkable martial skills, bizarre ideas, the possession of spiritual medicines, phenomenal hands that can bring the extinct back to life and slaughter, she discovers a new world waiting for her. Her abilities will bewilder the nation! With nothing in her hands, she can still overwhelm the world into a clatter of turmoil while engraving a name for herself on the pages of history. From the emperors of many kingdoms to the nobles, even the merchants, they will all aim to carry her favour, including the hollow Hau family that tarnished her. In her voyage from weakness to strength and fame, she will encounter mysteries, secrecy and love Novelist’s conclusions: This fantasy includes divine immortals, the conflict for supremacy, and of course politics. A foreign world of mystery and fascination awaits A peculiar civilization that thrives, ___ This is not a translation.

Ridle, a university student, was walking leisurely in the campus grounds when a bolt of lightning literally came out of the blue and struck him, rendering him completely obliterated to ashes in a split second. As fate would have it, before he died, he had been holding his smartphone in his pocket, and miraculously, it survived the calamity. Just as the ashes of his body fluttered in the wind, his smartphone fell with a clatter to the ground, revealing the screen that showed...a web novel. War of Three Races: Born of Human Caesar. Ridle found himself trapped in his favourite novel, possessing the body of a young man by the name of Daniel, a minor character, who was destined to be cannon fodder for the excessively overpowered protagonist. How will he circumvent his dire circumstances? Will he be able to pluck that darned death flag and plant it on the infuriating protagonist's head instead?

The noise of the kitchen may seem chaotic or deafening to those who are not familiar with it. But for Seto, who works there, the clatter of pots and pans is nothing but a sweet symphony of sounds. As they chops aromatic herbs and seasons the raw fish to be served, he meticulously measures the ingredients to prepare a delicious dessert. Summer is beginning and working near the stoves is not ideal, yet Seto does not let out a single complaint. Waiting for him at home is his sister Yui, who is finishing high school. Unlike Seto, she is doing really well in school and can afford to enter a prestigious university. But life is not free and does not give discounts to anyone, which is why Seto must strive harder than ever to give his sister a future worthy of her talent. Join us as we follow the story of these siblings!

Once upon a time there was a beautiful village where a poor farmer lived with his wife and he lived happily ever after. To do that Mughal left home he went farther than usual because it was work time and needed a lot of firewood. Then there was a beautiful waterfall where deer play. After hearing the noise, Mughal took it and ran home very happily. He was happy to say that he got with his wife. Prince Jeffri is on the hunt for Prince Jeffri when he unexpectedly finds Prince Jeffri in a daze. The prince came to the palace and anxiously waited for the fat foot of Oriya . Knowing that there was too much tasty food that was not there she was asking who made the food today then there she heard a clattering sound in her hand she looked up and oriyaa standing there her hips in joy The couple got married in the happy ly presence of Mughal. Oriyaa jeffri Both the prince and princess lived happily ever after.

There was a clatter as the basilisk fangs cascaded out of Hermione's arms. Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione off her feet. "Is this the moment?" Harry asked weakly, and when nothing happened except that Ron and Hermione gripped each other still more firmly and swayed on the spot, he raised his voice. "OI! There's a war going on here!" Ron and Hermione broke apart, their arms still around each other. "I know, mate," said Ron, who looked as though he had recently been hit on the back of the head with a Bludger, "so it's now or never, isn't it?" "Never mind that, what about the Horcrux?" Harry shouted. "D'you think you could just --- just hold it in, until we've got the diadem?" "Yeah --- right --- sorry ---" said Ron, and he and Hermione set about gathering up fangs, both pink in the face.

Valancy felt that she couldn't tell anybody unless she had to. She felt quite sure there was nothing at all seriously wrong with her heart and no need of all the pother that would ensue if she mentioned it. She would just slip up quietly and see Dr. Trent that very day. As for his bill, she had the two hundred dollars that her father had put in the bank for her the day she was born. She was never allowed to use even the interest of this, but she would secretly take Dr. Trent was a gruff, outspoken, absent-minded old fellow, but he was a recognised authority on heart disease, even if he were only a general practitioner in out-of-the-world Deerwood. Dr. Trent was over seventy and there had been rumours that he meant to retire soon. None of the Stirling clan had ever gone to him since he had told Cousin Gladys, ten years before, that her neuritis was all imaginary and that she enjoyed it. You couldn't patronise a doctor who insulted your first-cousin—once-removed like that—not to mention that he was a Presbyterian when all the Stirlings went to the Anglican church. But Valancy, between the devil of disloyalty to clan and the deep sea of fuss and clatter and advice, thought she would take a chance with the devil. Massive updates depends on you family.

Eddison Garcia found himself waveringg between life and death a number of times. The last thing he could remember was partaking in a field trip with his friends from school to celebrate his 16th birthday. Then, out of nowhere, darkness overshadowed his vision. The next time his eyelids lifted, though heavily, he could barely maintain them unsealed. He faintly heard the clatter of metallic equipment in the background and some medical-related banter. He could notice a brilliant white lite hung over his head, and some men wearing doctor uniforms as they spoke about some genetic operations, biological enhancements, and a 3% success rate in a life-threatening operation. Then his consciousness faded away as he felt a cold liquid surge through his bloodstream... - - - - - - - An era so far off in the distant future where humanity lost track of time. Due to a massive mass of cryptic cryo energy submerging into the atmosphere of planet earth, humanity was forced into a perpetual state of arctic sleep. On the dawn of a new era, humanity anonymously agreed to rest the calendar of years under a new schedule known as "Post Hibernation- P.H" Many years of slaughter and vying for power soon followed, these years gave birth to a plethora of organizations that specialized in the arts of mass homicide, concealed assassination, and mass raids. One of the prosperous assassination organizations is called "Doom Of Dawn." This carefully groomed organization by the secretive support of over 30% of the world's governmental authorities indulges in child trafficking around the globe in order to raise them into fine assassins. Doom Of Dawn has countless establishments around the globe, some of which are in public clarity and some are hidden facilities. Still, their brutal and savage methods of raising children into heartless assassins allowed the organization to usher in the era of chaos and slaughter...

Some nightmares do not halt, they keep replaying till you lose your sanity. I have no idea what else I'm gonna do at this juncture of my life. Is my life even mine? I can't feel it is. What am I gonna do to be free? Free as a bird from this shackle? I am Hailey Brown, I reside in Chicago. I lay on a bare fluffy floor warping my fragile legs and twitching like a leaf. My tummy was agonizing badly and I could feel my intestines getting devoured as if a clump of rats were gnawing them. I let out an audible sigh. It's not the first time I have been in extreme distress. My eyes bulged looking somber, my lips, parched. I heard the bars of the cell I was in, clattering. It was the jail guard. He has arrived again to invite me to go work on the field as well as with the inmates. The clattering slammed my ears and I attempted to rise to my feet I felt so dizzy that my head commenced spinning, but I still attempted to waddle frightened I was going to get whacked or dragged out forcefully. The guards in the jail are quite brutal like soldiers, a few of them have mistreated me a few times hence, the awful bruises and spots on my arms and legs. I was almost arriving at the bars and I weakly plopped to the floor conk out. Hours hastily departed. Munroe Jackson, my husband, he is running for governor. He relaxed on the bottom of his bed in only a pair of shorts. His hairy puffy chest was disclosed and his hips were as well. Samantha, my half-sister hopped on the bed in only a bra and a pant. She crawled towards Munroe giggling noisily and wrapping her smooth arms around his chest like an anaconda grasping its prey. Munroe's phone beeped noisily and he tugged it from his pants on the bed. He peeked at the screen and he saw it was one of his minions dialing and he answered the call. "What news do you have for me?" Munroe sniffed. "it is done boss, she's now six feet under." replied, the jail guard. Munroe had disbursed to a few guards in prison to have me killed. He wanted me gone so he can successfully be elected governor. Eight months after I gave birth to our daughter, Bella, I unearthed that he runs an illegal drug trafficking business and is a member of a syndicate. Not only that, he smuggles arms and grenades out of the country. Munroe comprehended I won't take that sitting down and he had me framed for possessing drugs. I had no evidence to back me in court and though I kept blurting to the judge and members of the courtroom, that Munroe is a drug lord, no one gave attention to my voice and my sentence was heightened accused of slander. The jail guards had brought me to a forest at midnight wrapped in a sack and they threw my body inside a hole which they dug and buried me alive.

In the cacophonous world of Arcadia, where reality bears the scars of the Cataclysm and dungeons pulsate with perils and promise, the laws of nature skew under the might of hunters—humans bestowed with extraordinary skills. Among them is Kael Draven, a young man whose 19th birthday heralds an unforeseen upheaval in his fate and the delicate balance of the world he inhabits. Kael, once an average C-rank hunter, is propelled into the legends when he awakens an SSS-rank skill: Infinite Speed during the rite of Ascension. This power places him at the pinnacle of hunters, a beacon of tempestuous potential in a society that worships strength. With his newfound ability, Kael is thrust into the limelight, becoming an instant icon and a target for the envious who lurk in the shadows of glory. As Kael struggles to grasp the magnitude of his power, he encounters Lysis, a mysterious figure bearing secrets of enigmatic orders and the keys to mastering his skill. With the Dagger of Kairos, an ancient relic vested with the essence of time, Kael must learn to harness the storm within lest he becomes its victim. As envy's spectrum unfurls its corrosive grasp among his peers, Kael forges unlikely alliances, faces off against the veiled machinations of foes and allies alike, and delves deep into harrowing dungeons that reshape to counter his extraordinary prowess. Through each trial, Kael realizes that Infinite Speed is more than a tool for battle—it's a potential harbinger for the world's salvation or its undoing. This a riveting webnovel that combines a gripping narrative with exhilarating action and a richly developed world. It's a tale of growth and responsibility, where the weight of legacy and the sting of rivalry dance hand in hand with every lightning-fast heartbeat, and every choice can lead to infinite possibilities or an abrupt end. It's not just speed that defines Kael Draven, but how he chooses to wield it—against the creeping dread of dungeons, the insidious dissent among his comrades, and the inescapable stranglehold of expectations. Will he break the sound barrier or be broken by it? In Arcadia, where every second can be eternity, Kael's race against time has just begun.