Rituals Kimono

In the heart of New Orleans, where the line between the sacred and the profane blurs, Detective Samuel Vance is drawn into a chilling investigation. A series of brutal murders, each more grotesque than the last, leads him to an ancient and secretive cult known as The Choir of Sins—a fanatical sect that believes in absolution through bloodshed. As Vance delves deeper, he begins to experience terrifying visions of the Archangel Gabriel, a celestial warrior whose messages are anything but comforting. Gabriel warns of an impending war, one that will tear through the veil of reality and plunge humanity into divine reckoning. But Vance’s doubts and sins make him a poor champion of heaven’s will. Enter Lilith, a seductive and cunning demon who offers Vance forbidden knowledge and power to fight the cult—at the cost of his soul. Torn between the wrathful justice of heaven and the whispered temptations of hell, Vance must navigate a path drenched in blood, deception, and sin. As the Choir’s rituals escalate and the city teeters on the brink of chaos, Vance races against time to uncover the truth. But in a world where angels and demons play their games through mortal hands, who can he truly trust? And how much of himself is he willing to sacrifice to end the Choir’s unholy hymn?

Amidst a world plunged into chaos, where rituals have collapsed and music has spoiled, and the universe is muddled, Gu Qingfeng finds himself transported to this tumultuous era. Initially, he only desired to live out his remaining years in peace. However, the birth of his first son made him realize that things were not as simple as he had imagined...

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles. Villagers are fearful of my grandfather. I am fearful of him too. Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me. Even grandfather is afraid of me. ... My name is Chen Shi. The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

"When you see this line of text, the World Game has already begun." "This is 'True Person Competitive Global Live Stream Game' for Zhai Xing. " "Here, all Players become travelers, shuttling through worlds together. You can become a beacon of hope in an Apocalypse fraught with peril, witness Reincarnation in a future controlled by androids, or fight for your faction in a village where Werewolves clash with divine beings..." "I am Su Ming'an, possessing the unique Skill of Death Rewind." "Players who are eliminated become spectators. In a live stream with millions of views, they call me the strongest 'Number One Player', the eternal existent." "Others say I am a traitor sent by the Organizers, an unfit leader." "...But that doesn't matter." "For those who sacrifice themselves to help others, we should not let them freeze to death in the snowstorm. For those who pave the way for freedom, we should not let them bog down in thorns." "— I will bring a 'Bright Future' to everyone who has ever watched me." ... "...Whether they hold good intentions or Evil." ... Tags: Original World, Myriad Realms, Infinite Flow, Human Nature Flow, Long-term Foreshadowing, Plot Twists, No Female Lead, Multiple Endings including HE, BE, TE. World Progress (Original World): X City Apocalypse → Android Sci-fi → Senior High School Campus → Werewolf Killing Game World → Magical Ritual ... [The False Game begins: Prologue, The Real Game begins: Chapter 14]

Um ritual proibido libertou um poder maligno, corrompendo o mundo e desfazendo o equilíbrio entre fé e pecado. Kazuhiko Shogo, um estudante comum, recebe uma mensagem misteriosa. Arrastado para um caos onde o sagrado e o profano se misturam, ele precisa descobrir seu papel enquanto anjos e demônios surgem e segredos obscuros ameaçam consumi-lo.

Setiap tahun, di masing-masing dari tujuh desa yang membentuk Kerajaan Ignas yang besar, sebuah Ritual Pemilihan dilakukan. Selama Ritual Pemilihan ini, salah satu wanita di desa itu akan dipilih untuk menjadi Mempelai Raja Naga yang ditakuti. Tidak ada yang tahu secara pasti mengapa ritual ini dilakukan setiap tahun atau apa yang terjadi pada mempelai yang telah dipilih sebelumnya. Apakah dia menjadikan mereka sebagai budak? Memberi mereka makan kepada naga miliknya? Ataukah dia... memangsa mereka? Hal itu tidak bisa dikecualikan. Lagipula, ada rumor bahwa raja bukan seperti mereka, bahwa dia bukan manusia. Namun pertanyaan itu terus mengusik hati rakyat. Untuk apa dia menggunakan mereka?! Namun mereka tidak berani mempertanyakan Raja, takut akan nasib apa yang bakal mereka terima jika berani melawan. Bagaimanapun, none of ini adalah urusan Belladonna. Meskipun desanya yang harus menghasilkan seorang mempelai tahun ini, dia yakin dia tidak akan terpilih. Mengapa? Yah, karena dia memiliki sebuah rencana dan dia benar-benar yakin itu tidak akan gagal padanya... ataukah akan?

Cada año, en cada uno de los siete pueblos que formaban el gran Reino de Ignas, se llevaba a cabo un Ritual de Elección. Durante este Ritual de Elección, una de las damas del pueblo era escogida para ser la novia del temido Rey Dragón. Nadie sabía exactamente por qué se realizaba el ritual cada año o qué les sucedía a las novias que habían sido escogidas en el pasado. ¿Las convertía en esclavas? ¿Las alimentaba a su dragón? O ¿se alimentaba de ellas? Eso no se podía descartar. Después de todo, había rumores de que el rey no era como ellos, que no era humano. Sin embargo, la pregunta atormentaba incansablemente el corazón del pueblo. ¿Para qué las utilizaba?! Pero no se atrevían a cuestionar al Rey, temiendo qué destino les esperaría si se atrevían a desafiarlo. De todos modos, nada de esto era asunto de Belladonna. Aunque era el turno de su pueblo de producir una novia ese año, estaba segura de que no sería elegida. ¿Por qué? Bueno, porque tenía un plan y estaba absolutamente segura de que no le fallaría... ¿O sí?

Like most candidates, Zlatan's dream was a simple one. To pass the hunter's test, join a guild, hunt monsters and reach the A-class. Eventually, as he dreamed of, he achieved it hundreds of years later. Having sacrificed more than he could take in, using the most unthinkable and brutal measures, he became an S-class Hunter instead. Obtaining the Copper Flame back then after the Aura Awakening Ritual, that was his greatest flaw. Taking a span of 80 years to reach a D-class. Still, Zlatan Elmore became the most powerful hunter to exist. Falling on the battlefield against a Two-horned Dragon, he suddenly awoke as his 30 year old self. Given another chance at life, he didn't only have his memories but he's also given a Blank Scroll. This mysterious scroll doesn't only speak, its omniscient!

**Topic: The Relationship Between Werewolves and Environmental Conservation** Ah, werewolves! Those majestic creatures that shake their furry selves on full moon nights, while humanity suspects that the real global crisis is not global warming, but rather the amount of screams echoing in the forests. If you think saving the planet is a difficult task, try adding a pack of werewolves to the equation and watch the magic happen! It's as if Gaia's army of good decided to use the "Help Thy Neighbor or Get Their Heads Roughly" methodology. Werewolves are, without a doubt, the pinnacle of evolution, if you consider that evolution got so bored that it decided to spice it up with fur, sharp claws and the ability to demand respect while biting the face of the guy who was cutting down the tree. We can compare them to those environmental activists who, after a good cup of organic coffee, put on a "Save the Turtle" t-shirt and think they're ready to face a tractor. The difference? The werewolves will probably snarl at the tractor and, with an immortal attack, transform the machinery into an elegant deer statuette. If you think condominium meetings are unbearable, try to imagine werewolves arguing about paper waste at their full moon celebration rituals. They gather with an intellectual tone, like a group of distinguished philosophers discussing whether Jesus’ sandals were vegan. “Oh, sure, the conscious use of recycled paper is important, but have you ever thought about the environmental impact of tearing a logger’s face off with your own teeth?” A debate of ideas that would make Aristotle cry tears of joy, while the earth trembles in terror. And let’s not forget the nostalgic side of the issue: these creatures are actually the answer you didn’t know you needed to your endangered plant problem. Want to give them a “don’t touch my forest” kind of protection? Is there anything more effective than a werewolf that will make you never look at the forest the same way again – let alone go into it to collect mushrooms? Why bother with all this “#LoveMySpoiledPets” hashtagging when you can just adopt a werewolf and laugh at the ninjas of destruction trying to threaten your pack? In conclusion, the real lesson we can learn from werewolves is that when it comes to the survival of the planet, it’s better to risk a few sharp teeth and an extra dose of anger than to sit on the couch watching a documentary about how turtles are having it harder than a marathon runner in an obstacle course. So the next time you hear a howl in the moonlight, remember: it’s just a werewolf concerned about the environment, wondering where the last tree he loved to mark his territory went! Which, by the way, is a fantastic metaphor for our fight against planetary destruction: that, just like a werewolf, we must be fierce, hairy, and willing to rip the face off anyone who dares to threaten the living Earth!

Arthur and Eve arrive in Lukh, a town shrouded in eerie silence, where the streets are empty and the air feels staged. The only sign of life is a lone diner, where they encounter Khill, a sharp-witted teenager who hints at something sinister lurking beneath the town’s quiet façade. The locals are either at the Church of the Trinity or taken to a mysterious camp, and their absence feels orchestrated. Things take a darker turn when a man with diamond-cut teeth arrives at the diner. Arthur recognizes him instantly—an infamous cult leader who vanished ten years ago. The town’s history is riddled with disappearances, strange rituals, and a fanatical devotion to a hidden power. Arthur and Eve soon realize they are not just investigating a cult—they are trespassers in a town that has been waiting for them. As they dig deeper, they uncover a secret tied to the Museum of Benardos, where relics and old maps hint at a greater conspiracy. The town was rebuilt unnaturally fast, almost like it had been prepared for something. Arthur’s suspicions are confirmed when the church bells ring out in the dead of night—a hunting call for something ancient and inhuman. Khill, who seems to know more than he lets on, warns them of the Likho, a supernatural entity summoned by the cult to eliminate traitors. As they flee through the fog-drenched streets, they realize the entire town is in on it—the people are either devout followers or too afraid to resist. The deeper they go, the closer they come to uncovering the cult’s true purpose: an ancient sacrifice meant to bring forth something far worse than death. With time running out, Arthur, Eve, and Khill must make a choice—stop the ritual, or become its next victims.

~Excerpt~ "Who is she? She is not the one I was supposed to marry." "Master, She is the other woman's sister. She came here to represent her." His butler responds. Eric smirks. "That cheeky woman thinks she can get a taste of me and run. Find her, and bring her here." "Yes, Master Eric." * When Mina Campbell is cast out of her adoptive parent's home to represent her step sister at a 'checking' ritual, everything becomes blurry and faded, even worse when they turn their backs on her, calling her a whore who's out to ruin their lives. She's sad, angry and despaired. Until Eric Walters decides to claim the young, cute and petite woman for himself, and slowly, she ends up being the Wealthy Man's weakness, oh, and his strength.

"When two souls merge into one body, what destiny awaits them in a world filled with madness?" Two memories, two lives, now trapped within a single body. Arshen Rosselvelt, a mysterious man from an unfamiliar world, and Luke Constantine, a former detective who was supposed to be dead. Both have now become one, adrift in a new reality teeming with mystical creatures, dangerous rituals, and secret organizations lurking in the shadows. Beneath the purple moon hanging in the night sky. Endless mysteries concealing horrors. And their helplessness in the face of destiny.

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’. They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror. And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me. [Ding... Activation of the world tree system] If you'd like to discuss the book, I've set up a Discord server: https://discord.gg/pn7DpqAT

In a world where honor, loyalty, and power define destiny, Adler a loyal member of the Silver Dragon Six Swords, Adler’s duty has always been to guide the party to victory. But when tragedy strikes his wife, Fiona, Adler makes a decision that fractures the unity of the hero party. Torn between his family and his comrades, Adler move to save the one person who matters most to him. Betrayed and ambushed by his comrades during his journey home to save his wife, Adler, once a trusted member of the legendary hero party known as the Silver Dragon Six Swords, loses everything: his family, his honor, and his power. Shattered in both body and soul, he descends into the Abyss—a forbidden realm of darkness—driven by an unyielding desire for vengeance against those who betrayed him. At the brink of death, he encounters the remnant soul of the Nether Devil Undead Flame Emperor, a former supreme devil brought low by time and war. With nothing left to lose, Adler strikes a dangerous bargain: his soul and eternal servitude in exchange for the strength to destroy his enemies. Together, they perform a forbidden ritual using a heavenly artifact of unfathomable power, the Reverse Taiji Jade. This ancient relic binds their fates, merging Adler's broken body and the Devil's essence. The stone reincarnates Adler into a new body—one that bears a different name yet retains subtle echoes of his former self. This new form, however, comes with the burden of memories from its previous life. . Now, Adler is haunted by the dual existence within him. He retains his own fragments memories of betrayal, loss, and Fiona’s death, but he also inherits fragments of the new body’s past—a life filled with rage, desires, ambition, and unfulfilled oaths. These conflicting memories leave Adler torn between two identities, unsure of where one ends and the other begins. As he embarks on a path of vengeance, he discovers that his enemies are not merely the heroes who betrayed him but also a world driven by corruption, ambition, and the echoes of an ancient war. With the Devil emperor knowledge guiding him and his own will tempered by loss. He must navigate the treacherous path of power, loyalty, and the price of his humanity. __________________ The image does not belong to me; I simply found it on an online platform.

What if you needed the pain to discover the truth you were born for? These were my words when I left that hideous path This was the result of rituals and plans woven by the tyrants of the Church, who wove a fate that bound me to a path that I could neither escape nor understand. Can I escape from the chains of the past? Everything becomes reversed, as the beginning was the beginning of the end. He lived in a strange, dark world, full of shadows that became a part of him, and in the end he disappeared as he began, just a shadow in an infinite world.

Was genau bedeutet es, seine Braut zu sein? *** Jedes Jahr wurde in jedem der sieben Dörfer, die das große Königreich Ignas bildeten, ein Auswahlritual durchgeführt. Während dieses Auswahlrituals wurde eine der Frauen des Dorfes auserwählt, die Braut des gefürchteten Drachenkönigs zu werden. Niemand wusste genau, warum dieses Ritual jedes Jahr durchgeführt wurde oder was mit den Bräuten geschah, die in der Vergangenheit ausgewählt worden waren. Machte er sie zu Sklavinnen? Verfütterte er sie an seinen Drachen? Oder ernährte er sich von ihnen? Das war nicht auszuschließen. Immerhin gab es Gerüchte, dass der König nicht wie sie war, dass er kein Mensch war. Dennoch quälte die Frage das Herz des Volkes unablässig. Wozu benutzte er sie?! Aber sie wagten nicht, den König zu befragen, aus Angst vor dem Schicksal, das sie erwartete, wenn sie es wagten, sich ihm zu widersetzen. Wie dem auch sei, all das ging Belladonna nichts an. Obwohl ihr Dorf in diesem Jahr an der Reihe war, eine Braut hervorzubringen, war sie sicher, dass sie nicht ausgewählt werden würde. Und warum? Nun, weil sie einen Plan hatte, und sie war absolut sicher, dass er sie nicht enttäuschen würde... oder doch? *** Hinweis - Dieser Roman enthält Inhalte für Erwachsene. - Das Cover stammt nicht von mir. Volle Anerkennung an den Künstler. Wenn sie verlangen, dass ich es abnehme, werde ich das tun. __ Willst du mir noch mehr Inspiration geben? Wöchentliche Ziele. 15 goldene Tickets - 1 Bonuskapitel. 200 Kraftsteine - 1 Bonuskapitel. ((Bitte hilf mir, sie zu erreichen, danke!)) Bitte schau dir meine anderen Bücher an. 1. Stealing The Alphas' Soul (Im Wettbewerb, bitte unterstützen). 2. Verheiratet mit dem König der Dunkelheit 3. Gefährlich dein bis in alle Ewigkeit. Schauen Sie sich auch "MOANSTERS // Reverse Harem" an, wenn Sie an Reverse Harem Geschichten interessiert sind. Vielen Dank dafür!

Once a nameless human slave, Yur’s existence was defined by blood, pain, and chains—until he stumbled into Zulmasharr, the realm of demons. In the depths of despair, a near-death encounter unlocked the horrifying truth of his existence: he is no mere mortal. A cursed hybrid of human and demon, Yur’s survival was only possible through the fiery rebirth of his Ashkavaal bloodline and the awakening of his sinister cultivation system, Zul. With Zul, Yur can rear demons for rituals, harvest their power, and dominate the cruel, chaotic world around him. But freedom comes at a cost. As the unwitting successor to a forgotten being, his every step is shadowed by the weight of a destiny he neither asked for nor desires. Yur craves only one thing: to stay free, unbound by gods, demons, or men. Yet his growing power and fractured bloodline ignite the interest of forces that would see him enslaved or destroyed. Yur must navigate a world of horrors where trust is a weakness, survival is war, and his very existence is a weapon. Blood will spill, flames will rise, and demons will kneel—or die. But in the end, is freedom even possible for the bearer of a bloodline forged from fire and ash? Will Yur conquer his fate—or will it enslave him?

In a dark space secluded from the rest of the known galaxy, a young man wakes up in a struggle for his life. During his coming of age ritual, it was revealed that he possessed the heavy soul body, A talent that could potentially rival even the gods. Joy overtook his entire household as they prepared for the eventual rise of their clan. But on that same day, the Hand of judgement fell upon them extinguishing all traces of life on their planet leaving it as a dead world… As for him? Fate had other plans. Cast into the darkest and most secluded place in the known universe, The sanctuary, he is faced with a decision, become stronger and survive or wallow in misery and Die! [You have Awakened ] [ Hidden Class Unlocked : SSS Soul King— Supremacy over all Souls and soul kin ] [ Innate Skill unlocked: Heavy soul brilliance— In the following 20 seconds host will become effectively Unkillable] -—WSA Entry-—

Andrew and Holly didn’t know what they were getting into when they tried to use a demonic ritual to spice up their sex life. Now anyone they have sex with dies! and what’s worse is they have to kill someone this way once every thirteen days or they die. Do they value their own lives above the lives of countless others or will they accept their fate and spare the lives of countless people?

Synopsis: In the Asterios Empire, where noble bloodlines carry the essence of magic, a child’s destiny is unveiled at the age of five through a sacred ritual. For Khione Briston, the youngest daughter of the esteemed Briston Dukedom, this moment changes everything. Within the grand cathedral of the imperial capital, Khione awakens to the power of Time—a mystical magic unseen for centuries. The air swirls, gears and cogs shimmer into existence, and a clock with rapidly spinning hands marks the moment of her awakening. Shock and awe fill the room, as the nobles witness a rare and unparalleled affinity emerge from the youngest Briston. With the weight of her family’s legacy and a power no one can teach her to wield, Khione stands at the beginning of a journey that promises greatness but is shrouded in mystery. Khione must learn what it means to stand on her own, even as the threads of time itself twist in her hands.

"You don't deserve to be auctioned" The Don finally said, making me stop the struggle. "Thank you" I said as I cleaned my watery eyes, happy that he finally listened to my subtle pleas. "Get her ready for the ritual!" The Don ordered the big man who was currently still holding me. **** "Once marked by the Don, you do not own your life anymore as you solely become his" ~ Author. ******* The minute he set his eyes on her, he knew he had to make her suffer for the sins of her sister and so he MARKED HER. Jadelyn was being used as a collateral for her father's unpaid debt, landing her in the hands of the most ruthless young don - Romano Callamore. All Romano knew was that she had to pay for the sins of her wicked sister -his ex secret lover and that he did. Just when their love was about to blossom after so many tribulations; Jadelyn's sister reappears back with a child who looked exactly like Romano Callamore. Confusion sets in as Jadelyn doesn't know how to feel considering the fact that she was pregnant and also in love with with her sister's First Love. Jadelyn was torn between letting her beloved manipulative sister have a happy life without her- Jadelyn in the picture, AND fighting for what she wants What do you think her decision will be? Family Loyalty or Love? Join me as we uncover unending secrets and unexpected plot twists. °•° # WARNING. This story contains mature and explicit content. ©This work is a product of authors imagination, ranging from the names, plot, events and whatnot. Thank you as you read!

Ludwig Heart, the heir to a vast fortune and a life of luxury, craves only one thing: freedom from his gilded cage. But when a plane crash catapults him into a world of magic and danger, he awakens not as the hero he dreamed of, but as a victim in a twisted ritual. Trapped between the ambitions of dark necromancers and the wrath of vengeful gods, Ludwig must navigate a deadly new reality where his life is no longer his own. Stripped of privilege and resurrected as an undead pawn, Ludwig’s fight for survival will determine whether he reclaims his destiny—or becomes a mere footnote in a world of shadows and deceit.

—〔WSA 2025 ENTRY〕— What happens when fate twists reality itself? What if someone finally obtains the one thing they've longed for since birth? Arvian got reincarnated into a horrible novel after performing a ritual to claim mysterious rewards offered by Webnovel—the Webnovel System and an Exclusive reward. Waking up in a cave surrounded by a villainous organisation, Arvian found himself; luckily, he was reincarnated with his own body. He sees cruel people, bloodlines, demons, reapers, monsters, and elves, and unfortunately gets dragged by UNHUMAN MISSIONS. Follow Arvian as he finds himself stuck with unhuman missions after failing a mission. Ding!] [System Initializing...] ... [All Activation Conditions met] [Webnovel System Activated!] Congratulations! The Webnovel System has been successfully activated! [Webnovel System]: 「Gain 3x rewards for completing quests, missions, or eliminating enemies.」 「Access the Novel Store, where you can purchase any item or ability of your choice from the novels you have read.」 .. [NOTE:MC will not turn directly into a pure villain as he is not a villain from past, so the MC turning into a pure villain will take time, so if you are excepting that MC will be a pure villain from the start then do not feel home here. ____________ Art by- @arkenzie14[Discord] My Discord- @auvalen Join My Discord server. https://discord.gg/djNAmGxJZ5

Second Awakening? A System? Having lost the battle of the Dark Catastrophe to the demons—spawns of the Dark Gods— humanity is given a chance at making things right once again. Born as a twin into a family of high ranking talent awakeners, Damien Terrace is met with trouble when it is his turn to perform the ritual. After awakening the E-Rank Summoner talent, Damien loses everything to his twin. Exiled by his father to perish away from them, Damien goes through a second awakening that changes the play field for him. Ding! [The God of Summons is furious and has blessed you with a system!] [You have fused with the Mythics Summoning System—A system that only allows you to summon mythical beasts!] [Obtain nineteen Magic Essence Cores to boost your core to the next level!] [Slay 200 more demons to unlock another summon!] Damien's only option is to evolve! ____________________ A/N: I'd be happy to get feedback as this is my first book. This will show that I actually have readers. Thanks. ____________________ ____________________ Update Schedule: 00:30 GMT (+8) 12:30 GMT (+8)

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: @Books by Simone email: Autumnfever12@gmail.com

Feared and hated for his sinister abilities, Wei Wuxian--the grandmaster of demonic cultivation--was driven to his death when the most powerful clans united to destroy him. Thirteen years later, Wei Wuxian is reborn. Summoned by a young man who sacrificed his soul in a forbidden ritual, Wei Wuxian is now bound to seek vengeance on the stranger's behalf or risk the destruction of his own soul. But when an evil entity emerges, a familiar face from Wei Wuxian's past suddenly appears amidst the chaos--a powerful cultivator who will help shine a light on the dark truths that surround them.

In a remote Chinese village shrouded in mystery, every year, on the night of the lunar eclipse, strange and terrifying occurrences plague the area. Visitors vanish without a trace, and locals whisper of ancient spirits tied to a long-lost dynasty. A skeptical detective arrives in the village, determined to solve the case of the missing people. However, as supernatural events unfold, the detective’s disbelief is challenged, and they find themselves caught in the sinister web of the village’s curse. The deeper they dig, the closer they get to uncovering a forbidden ritual that could either break the curse or doom them all.

DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE ********************************** “You summoned me. Explain why.” “I—uh—” she stammered, her brain fumbling for words as her hands clutched the edge of her blanket, gripping it like it was a shield. “I didn’t mean to? I mean, I did the ritual, but I thought it was fake! I wasn’t expecting… you.” His sharp brow arched, the faintest flicker of irritation crossing his face. “You tampered with powers beyond your understanding for amusement?” “Well, when you put it like that…” she muttered under her breath, the sarcasm slipping out before she could stop it. His eyes narrowed, and her skin prickled under the intensity of his gaze. “You mortals truly have no respect for divine law. Or common sense.” “I wasn’t trying to disrespect anything!” she shot back, the pitch of her voice rising with her nerves. “I was just… having a bad day. It was supposed to be harmless fun. How was I supposed to know it would actually work?” “You didn’t,” he replied coldly, the words slicing through her feeble excuses like a blade. “And yet here I am. Bound to your foolishness.” Aurelia opened her mouth to argue, but what could she even say? “Sorry for summoning you” didn’t exactly seem like an appropriate response. Instead, she snapped her jaw shut, her fingers twisting in the blanket as her mind scrambled for a solution she didn’t have. Hades began pacing the room like a caged predator, his dark cloak trailing behind him, “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Summoning a god…. summoning me is a violation of cosmic balance.” “Okay, I get it,” she said, the words spilling out in a rush. “Huge mistake. I’m sorry. But I didn’t mean to meddle! I don’t even know how I did it!” He stopped mid-stride, turning his piercing gaze on her once more. “The ritual you performed is ancient. Forbidden. No mortal should even possess the knowledge.” “I found it in an old grimoire,” she blurted out, desperate to explain. “At some random antique shop. It wasn’t like I planned this! It was just sitting there in a dusty box labeled ‘Summoning the Underworld.’ I thought it was some kind of gimmick. A joke!” “A joke,” he repeated. “You tampered with powers older than your species… for a joke?” “Well, I wasn’t exactly expecting results,” she said defensively. “I lit some candles, said some words, spilled a little wine—and poof! Nothing happened. It was just—” “You spilled wine?” he interrupted, his eyes narrowing further. “Yes, wine! The instructions said blood, but I wasn’t about to start cutting myself for a prank. I figured it didn’t matter. How was I supposed to know it would actually work?” Hades let out a sound that could have been a laugh, though it was devoid of humor. “And yet, here I stand, summoned by a mortal who substituted sacrificial blood with wine.” ********************************** When Aurelia stumbles upon an ancient summoning ritual and performs it out of curiosity, she unknowingly binds herself to Hades, the brooding King of the Underworld. Marked by their connection, she’s thrust into a world of gods and immortals where she doesn’t belong and where her heart becomes her greatest weakness. As Aurelia navigates the pain of unrequited emotions and the perilous politics of the divine, she uncovers the truth behind the mark she bears a power that could tip the scales of fate itself. With gods, love, and destiny at war, Aurelia must decide whether to embrace the bond that has chained her to Hades or break free from a world that was never meant for her.

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.

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