Dusted Decks

Nous rêvons tous. Avec le temps certains d'entre nous oublie nos rêves. Les cauchemars quant à eux sont plus mémorables. Dust souhaite que son rêve soit exaucé, et pour cela il doit survivre aux cauchemars. ( ce concentre sur l horreur mais les deux personnages principaux vont être engagés dans une romance hommeXhomme)

The white lotus, a legendary artifact rumored to contain the very secrets of the soul, granted its wielder otherworldly power. Countless powerful Magi from all across the universe waged an epic battle over it. When the dust settled from their fierce clash, the artifact disappeared, awaiting to be inherited by one with great destiny. Adam dreamed of breaking free from the grip of poverty, yearning for a life of riches and comfort. Yet, in a world ruled by arcane spellcasters, achieving such a dream meant becoming one himself. However, learning magic was an expensive aspiration. Not only did it require talent, but also vast resources, neither of which he had. But one day everything changed when he stumbled upon a mysterious white lotus... *** Join my discord: https://discord.gg/w4vACWwfSv

Su Chengyu took the blame for his wife and went to prison for three years. Upon release, he realized that she had betrayed him. Despite this, he benefited from misfortune and comprehended the Dao, stepping into the world of immortal cultivators. He could easily master immortal techniques and ancient martial arts. He could also refine pills, draw talismans, treat illnesses, and save people at will! Su Chengyu postured crazily in the Red Dust City, vowing to find out the truth behind the death of his 127 Su family members 26 years ago.

In a brutal, Apocalyptic world ruled by gods and monsters, a young man awakens in the arms of a fearsome War Mother A tall Female warrior bred from the rage of the war god himself. Naked, disoriented, and barely alive with his organs hanging out, he quickly learns that her mercy is as terrifying as her wrath. Rescued and pieced together by her crude hands, he struggles to understand why she spared him, especially when War Mothers are known for their savagery and their penchant for grinding their enemies to dust.

Amanda Eclairs is no stranger to pain. Bullied by her peers, abandoned by those who should care, and dismissed by a world that thrives on cruelty, she’s spent her life trying to survive the darkness around her. But when the torment pushes her past her breaking point, Amanda decides she’s done being a victim. Swearing Revenge, how far will Amanda go to take back control? And when the dust settles, will she find peace—or lose herself completely? ************** This work is completely a work of fiction. This is an original story. Cover Art is Created through AI. This work is extremely short.

Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy. But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come. The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner. “What the… what the hell is this?” Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned. Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive. Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ No netorare (NTR), no system, no incest, no consanguineous relationships.

He devoted his life to the game 'Star Dust', he fell in love with the game right from the first launch, he gave up everything for it, nothing mattered, his only goal in life is to collected all achievements. He ruined his life, ruined the life of his family. In the end he succeeded, but at what cost? Well, not that he cared anyway. Why would he? He had succeeded, that's all that matters, and as a reward, his wish was granted. And he could live like he used to. Live life in the game, the only thing he was good at.

When Hikaru Kageyama and his entire high school class are summoned to another world, it’s supposed to be the start of a grand adventure. The kingdom promises them power, glory, and the chance to become legendary heroes. There’s just one problem—the ranking system is rigged. The strongest students are given Gold ranks, trained as the kingdom’s elite warriors. The second-best receive Silver ranks, still valuable, still useful. But Hikaru? He’s slapped with a Bronze rank and thrown aside, along with the other “weak” students. While the Gold and Silver heroes are trained by knights and scholars, Hikaru is sent to the Adventurer’s Guild, a place where misfits, mercenaries, and troublemakers gather. But instead of despairing, he embraces the chaos. Because Hikaru doesn’t fight with brute strength. He fights with trickery, sleight of hand, and deception. Armed with the Deck of Deception, an ability that allows him to manipulate reality like a magician’s trick, Hikaru starts bending the rules of this world. He joins forces with the Five Strongest Adventurers, a legendary group not bound by the kingdom’s authority. Along the way, he meets Budi, an Indonesian exchange student with a mask-based power, who may be his greatest rival… or his closest ally. As Hikaru pulls cons, scams nobles, and tricks his way through dungeons, he begins to uncover a deeper truth: The heroes weren’t summoned to save this world—they were summoned for something far worse. The kingdom is hiding secrets. The Demon Lord might not be the true enemy. And the gods of Earth’s mythology are involved in ways no one understands. If Hikaru wants to survive, he won’t just have to fight. He’ll have to outplay fate itself.

Il était un orphelin avec une aptitude médiocre et un milieu modeste. Grâce à la persévérance et à une réticence à se contenter de la médiocrité, il pratiquait désespérément la cultivation. Par un coup de chance, il a éveillé l'Âme Martiale Ancienne, depuis longtemps éteinte dans ce monde, et à partir de ce moment-là, son ascension fut imparable, telle une comète s'élevant haut, s'engageant dans un voyage de cultivation pour dominer le monde. Débutant comme un mendiant qui était malmené par les autres, il a commencé à briller à chaque pas, entrant dans une ère de chaos où les Sectes sont nombreuses, les talents abondent, les Dix Mille Clans luttent pour le pouvoir, et les héros humains émergent les uns après les autres dans un monde vaste et magnifique. Avec l'Âme Martiale du 'Tyran Céleste', il a juré de forger son propre mythe !

Er war ein Waisenkind mit mittelmäßiger Begabung und einem bescheidenen Hintergrund. Durch seine Ausdauer und seinen Unwillen, sich mit Mittelmäßigkeit zufrieden zu geben, kultivierte er verzweifelt. Durch einen glücklichen Zufall erweckte er die alte Kampfseele, die in dieser Welt schon lange ausgestorben war, und von diesem Moment an war sein Aufstieg unaufhaltsam, wie ein Komet, der hoch aufsteigt und sich auf eine Kultivierungsreise begibt, um die Welt zu beherrschen. Er begann als Bettler, der von anderen schikaniert wurde, und begann mit jedem Schritt zu glänzen. Er trat in eine Ära des Chaos ein, in der es zahlreiche Sekten gibt, Talente im Überfluss vorhanden sind, die Zehntausend Clans um die Macht wetteifern und ein menschlicher Held nach dem anderen in einer riesigen und großartigen Welt auftaucht. Mit der "Tyrannenhimmel-Kampfseele" schwor er sich, seinen eigenen Mythos zu schmieden!

In the world of Eldranis, fate is dictated by the Arcana Codex, an ancient system that assigns every person a Card Sigil from the legendary Arcane Deck at birth. These cards determine power, status, and destiny. The strongest wield high-ranking cards—Aces, Kings, and Queens—while the weak are doomed to insignificance. But among them, the most feared are the Jokers, those who exist outside the system, capable of altering the very fabric of fate itself. Noir Vale, the enigmatic boy with raven-black hair and ice-blue eyes, was born under the Ace of Spades, a card synonymous with ruin and misfortune. Every Ace of Spades before him has perished before reaching adulthood. His existence is a death sentence. But unlike his predecessors, Noir refuses to be bound by fate. Accepted into the Grand Arcana Academy, where only the elite train to harness their Card Sigils, Noir quickly earns both admiration and fear. During his first trial, he unveils an ability unheard of—the power to erase or alter the abilities of others, a trait only associated with Jokers, the anomalies of the Arcana Codex. With the academy now watching his every move, and the world branding him as a threat, Noir has only one goal: To defy destiny itself. As hidden conspiracies unfold and enemies lurk in the shadows, Noir must outplay the gods of fate in a high-stakes gambit where one wrong move could mean annihilation. Armed with intelligence, manipulation, and an unpredictable power, he will carve his own legend. After all, in a game where everyone follows the rules… the one who cheats is king.

Under the sky of history, whether you love or not, you are merely a speck of dust. No matter who you are, what you can grasp is only yourself.

The Fourth Prince wants his father to cut Iba Algi some slack. Only ten, almost eleven, she’s no threat to the ruling dynasty of Great Yao. The Third Prince wants everyone to get along, but carries a big sword in case he needs to cut a fool. Baltukhasar used to be the Second Prince. After behaving badly, he started killing bad guys in the Northwest Territory to atone. Crown Princess Esmaralde wants her space. If she doesn’t get it, well, she’s called Goddess of Glaives for a reason. Bon Bao thinks the Fourth Prince is cuter than a demonic red panda. He doesn’t need big swords or heavy glaives on account of so many muscles. Flex. Pin Fun isn’t cuter than a demonic red panda, but he’s cute enough for Iba Algi to save him from a lich. Special Agent Dust has a job to do and does it well. If everyone else were as dedicated to their work, she wouldn’t have a job at all. Screw that. Garrett’s just a nice guy with great abs trying to get by in a changing world. Iba Algi doesn’t think it was very nice for First Qianqiu Emperor to imprison the God of War four thousand years ago. Though only ten, almost eleven, she intends to do something about that.

In the vast universe, the birth and death of a galaxy is nothing more than a flash of mottled light. Looking up at the starry sky, there is always a sense of sadness that the ending is predetermined. Where will you and I be thousands of years later? The country, the fire of civilization, and the earth are nothing more than a speck of dust in the deep space. The starry sky is a moment, and the human world is a thousand years. The chirping of insects is only autumn, and you and I are fighting for it. What is at the end of the deep space?

Bran, a man with many regrets, has lived a life of pity and depression. His family fell, and he was left alone to fight in a war against the Demon King, Bael. Long and arduous in his battle, he lost many friends to the demon's hands. The world fell to ruins, and the gods dead. Bran was left alone, fighting to his last breath. As the Demon King stood above him, bleeding and bruised, Bran coughed up a globule of silver blood. "How dare you destroy everything!? Have you no care for anything?" With a laugh, the Demon King, disregarding the man lying beneath him, took to the skies, leaving him to die. As Bran lay there on the gritty and dead ground, the life fading from his eyes, footsteps echoed from behind. Gilfia, the goddess of life and love, offered an opportunity: Go back to the past and save the world from darkness. With a heavy breath, Bran accepted and found himself in his bed 18 years in the past. Will Bran be able to save his loved ones and the world itself, or will the demon king still destroy everything, leaving nothing but a planet of dust? Follow Bran's sorrow-filled journey in the past to save the world from darkness and fix his mistakes; follow The King of Calamity! *** Will post one chapter every 1-2 days until I've reached chapter 10. Then, I'll switch to a weekly upload schedule to stockpile a bit This, most likely, will not have a harem. There's like a 1% chance that it will have one.

"Young people often fall for the wrong people, and I guess my wrong person was you." Morana, a young lady, who was treated cruely by her family, unwanted by the society, was assassinated by her husband and her supposed step-sister. "Even if I had to crawl out of the depths of hell, I would return. I would make them pay for every lie, every betrayal, every moment of agony they had inflicted on me. And when I did, they would know the full weight of my wrath." Those were her last words before she succumbed to darkeness. But she never expected to be given a second chance at life. "Three hundred and sixty-five days. That is the time you have to carry out your revenge. If you succeed, your soul will be free to move on. But if you fail..." My throat tightened. "If I fail?" The being’s glow darkened, and its voice echoed with finality. "You will cease to exist. Your soul will turn to dust and vanish, leaving no trace of you in any realm." What happens after she exhaust one year, even if she succeed in seeking revenge?

"Kill them all - every last member of House Grim must die tonight!" That was the last thing Renard heard before his world turned to ash. One night was all it took for him to lose everything - his family slaughtered, his home burned to ashes, all because the other Great Houses branded them traitors. They thought they wiped a noble line. Instead, they created a monster. Rising from the despair of losing everything, Renard became the beast Sovereign. He embraced the darkness and rose to the position of the 7th commander of the dreaded demon army. Leading an army of Demons and monsters, he brought three legendary Heroes to their knees and crushed four Great Houses to dust. But just as revenge was within his grasp, the champion of Humanity - Klean Weaver's holy sword pierced his heart. Renard thought that was the end. But something impossible happened. He woke up in the past, in a time when his family still lived and House Grim stood strong among the Eight Great Houses A second chance! A chance to change everything. That wasn’t all. For unknown reasons, he inherited the Legacy of the Devourer, a power that lets him consume the strength of his enemies. Was it a curse? Or a blessing? He didn’t know. But for Renard, it is simply a tool to protect what's his. The Lords of the Great Houses think they're untouchable in their high castles. They have no idea what's coming. This time, the Beast of House Grim hunts first!! *** Join the Discord for story discussion, events, character art and more.... Discord Link: https://discord.gg/YtJKT4kzEA

When the stars fall to dust,the ancient covenant awakens. Humans once thought they were orphans in the universe,until the coffins of the divine race cracked open deep within the earth's crust,and the runes floating on the star-beast skeletons illuminated the forgotten epics—those beings who wrote their oaths in blood at the dawn of creation have never left. The pursuers in the dark night,cloaked in black,have palms flowing with curses that devour light;silver beastly shadows dart through rifts in space-time,etching vanished civilizations deep into human genes.Those we once worshipped as gods were but exiled tyrants;those we feared as monsters are the last oath-keepers. A hunt spanning 400,000 years has already restarted,and the star map glowing in the boy's palm is pushing Earth back onto the chessboard of destiny. This time,the chosen ones are no longer the gods.

"I only want one thing: immortality. It's not just a desire—it's a dream, the singular purpose that drives me. I’ve heard the laughter of children, their joy so pure, and witnessed the sorrow etched in the tears of the old, heavy with a lifetime of regret. I’ve felt the biting chill of snow that stings the skin and the soothing warmth of fire that brings fleeting comfort. Yet, deep down, I know—these sensations, these fleeting moments of life, are chained to a body destined to decay, to crumble into dust. Every step forward is a step further from the world I once knew. The laughter fades, the tears are left behind, and all that remains is a vast, consuming loneliness. And yet, I walk. Because beyond that loneliness lies something greater: freedom. A soul unshackled from the chains of mortality, unburdened by the weight of human sorrow. A spirit untethered, soaring above the heavens, able to glimpse the eternal truths hidden in the infinite expanse of the cosmos. This is my Dao—not for power, not for fame, but for understanding. If pursuing it means becoming a madman, so be it. If the world deems me a heretic, I will bear that name. For what is sanity, what is acceptance, compared to the chance to touch eternity?" ............... 12 Chapter/Week Continuing this novel after taking permission from the author of The Lonely Wanderer who posted original in Royal Road.

"In an era where galaxies are ruled by secrets and light, Waleed finds himself bearing a power he never chose: a Time Channel that opens a gateway to a past not his own. Through pulsating nebulae alive with energy, he encounters the spirits of history’s greatest minds, demanding the impossible: to save the cosmos from a force threatening to devour time itself. But every trial grants him a new power… and every power twists his body into something less human. Among glowing-horned Elves of crystal forests, fire-bearded Dwarves forging worlds from molten rock, and Shadow-Walkers feeding on fear, Waleed discovers the true enemy might be lurking within his own chip… Will he complete the trials before the Channel consumes him? Or will the universe crumble into dust under Queen Morgana, who seeks to transform nebulae into a weapon of cosmic annihilation? A tale where history rewrites itself… and the future is shaped by those daring enough to defy fate."

(This is not a game-related text; please do not criticize if it's not to your liking.) An accident had made Zhou Yuan the only player in the real world. Transcendent, evolution, anomalies, deities, Control Bureau... A whole new world unveiled itself before his eyes. ...... 【——The basic elements that make up our bodies were once evolved in the most dazzling stars in the universe. The iron in our red blood cells comes from the brilliant explosions of supernovae. The zinc in our blood is from the dust ejected by two colliding neutron stars into the cosmos. That trace of copper has even witnessed the death of a white dwarf star. Even the most insignificant cobalt has its origins in nebulae billions of light-years away. We are children of stardust, miracles in the grand universe.】 【"Child of Stardust" Player System installation complete, we wish you a pleasant game experience.】

•【无封面的书】• "A-Sheng, we’ve been friends for so long. Why are you doing this?!" "Friends? You betrayed me!" "A-Sheng..." At that moment, they swung their swords at each other. —————————————————

Kuro was summoned to another world along with his sister and friend. They found themselves able to use a deck of magical cards. These cards allows them to use fling magic and summoning monsters. They are joined by fallen goddess. Come join the journey with Kuro and his friends as he gain experience, gain new cards, master his Elemental Deck and this new world.

Lin Yue had intended to find an ordinary man to pose as her husband, but by a twist of fate, she ended up with Gu Feng. She thought this man was a braggart who boasted to everyone, but it turned out that was just how he normally lived. This fake husband seems to be really amazing!

We all dream. With time some us forget them. Nightmares are more memorable. Dust, wanted his dream to be fullfilled, for that he need to survive nightmares.

Arun was watching the news about a global catastrophe caused by climate change that almost seemed apocalyptic. He whispered, murmured, and mourned for peace, only for all remaining serenity in his life to disappear. A seemingly ordinary human being, he was pulled into an apocalyptic world—a realm of devastation where everyone was nothing more than helpless dust, existing only to survive by escaping, avoiding, or hiding from the apocalypse. By a twist of fate, he became an existence whose sole duty was to confront this destruction. He became an Apostle elites of humanity —the ones who could access the other realm. The only problem was that the difficulty of his trials was higher than others’, almost as though he was cursed that not only affected him but also those around him.

257 years ago, two countries were reduced to dust for calling his wrath. After the incident not one drop of rain fell. Fearing the demon lord’s power, all races stopped the ongoing war. Peace finally returned, bringing new changes. But the demon lord disappeared...

A young man was living in the world of Marvel. With every step he took, new friends and enemies emerged. Against a god of war, his sword radiated immense energy, clashing head-on with divine might. As aliens swarmed the skies, invading his city, he raised his hand—spears of light and ice monsters materialized from his magic. When faced with a demonic being, his body was engulfed in a unique flame, and he charged forward with ferocity and power beyond that of mortals. Battling a master of magnetism, an individual capable of bringing about the apocalypse, a certain purple titan, and countless others, he stood his ground, wielding both intelligence and strength. Now, given the opportunity to access a powerful system linked to different worlds, this young man must carve his path in Marvel. Will he survive? Or will his fate be shattered, his existence erased like dust in the sands of time? Note: I)This book is a fanfic focous on Marvel. They not gone folow necessarily the UCM, but it will have influence. II)The protagonist will be OP, but will have growth. III)I dont have the rights to characters or contexts that are not entirely created by me. IG: @great.daoofspace

Michael Conner is a haunted teenager who basically feels that the world weighs upon him, and every step he makes is drawing him deeper into its cruel clutches. After five years of escaping, fate drags him back for the funeral of his ex-best friend's grandfather-a moment he had dreadfully awaited. What begins as a reluctant return turns out to be a nightmarish journey. In the attic, full of dust, he finds a concealed journal, and the dark secrets it holds unfold a terrifying truth: the grandfather had made a malevolent bargain, trading in his family's souls to some ancient, evil being. Having realized that the town he once knew is steeped in darkness, Michael must swallow his pride and team up with Jake, his former best friend turned bitter enemy. As they grapple with old wounds and simmering resentment, their shared mission forces them to confront both their haunting past and the chilling present that threatens everything they hold dear. Together, they step into the darkness that has consumed their hometown, where every new turn reveals more secrets-secrets that threaten their view of reality and promise to tear asunder the very fibers of their life. With danger looming large over them, tensions rising, Michael and Jake must race against time to try and break the chain of their families that is cursed, binding them into this malevolent force. Will they find a way to redeem themselves and save those they love, or will the darkness claim them forever? Prepare for a gripping tale of friendship, betrayal, and the fight for redemption in the face of unimaginable evil.

There is endless dust in the world, and every speck of dust is a world. The peerless powerhouse Ling Feng unexpectedly returned to a thousand years ago. In this life, he not only had to protect his loved one who died tragically under the enemy's butcher's knife, but also had to crush all the geniuses from his previous life and tremble at his feet. Endless stars, millions of planes, billions of geniuses, stepping on the path of heaven, proving the divine path, asking the vast sky and earth, who dares to fight against me?