Scream Wassup

Note for Royal Road staff: This novel is written and owned by me, [Aquetus]. I am also publishing this story on Royal Road under the same account. ----------- Ten thousand years ago, the sky shattered, the earth bled, and reality screamed. Gods and awakeners clashed against horrors that should not exist—things that twisted minds, devoured souls, and laughed at the concept of death. The world did not win. It survived. The Veil Barrier was forged, sealing away the nightmares at an unfathomable cost. Time passed. The world forgot. But the barrier is rotting. Cracks spread. Whispers crawl. Monsters pour through, dragging something far worse behind them. And in the midst of it all, something else stirs. Not a hero. Not a villain. Not a god. A being that should not exist. One even the horrors feared. The world thinks it won the war. It was wrong.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ Proceed with caution. This is not your average fantasy adventure. Beware. I might as well trap you in my pages. --- "Run, little angel." His voice is velvet, edged with sin—soft enough to make her shiver, dark enough to make her obey. Ariel tries to move, to escape, to fight against the invisible chains pressing against her skin. But he’s already there. Behind her. Before her. Inside her mind. "You can’t leave. Not now. Not ever." His fingers trace the edges of her trembling lips. Heat coils around her wrists, his magic binding her without a single chain. "Say my name, Ariel. Whisper it, scream it, curse it—" his breath burns against her throat, "—but you will never forget it." She gasps as the weight of his words settles into her bones. And then he smiles. "Good girl."

When justice fails, vengeance takes its place. After his daughter Vanessa suffers a tragic fate at the hands of those she trusted, Horris turns to the one thing more powerful than the law—something ancient, something forbidden. With a single curse, he condemns the world to a slow, merciless death. No one is spared. A nameless plague spreads, twisting flesh, corrupting minds, and reducing order to chaos. As civilization crumbles, the truth becomes clear: this is no ordinary disease. It is retribution. And in a world where the guilty walk free, no one is truly innocent. ... Hours Later… Darius arrived at the hospital, and what he saw terrified him. Dozens of people lay writhing in agony, blood gushing from every opening in their bodies. Reporters, paramedics, and police officers surrounded the area, trying to make sense of the outbreak. “We’re here live at Stanbridge National Hospital, where it appears a deadly disease has broken out,” a reporter said, speaking into the camera. “Symptoms include uncontrollable screaming and severe bleeding from the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.” Darius’ heart pounded. His mind kept flashing back to Horris’ curse. The Doombringer. He scanned the scene and finally spotted Betty, sitting in an ambulance. Stephan lay unconscious on a stretcher beside her. He rushed forward, but the paramedics blocked his path. “That’s my wife!” he protested. “I need to see if she’s okay!” “Sir, now’s not the time,” a paramedic said. “There’s an outbreak, and we have no idea how it spreads. For your safety—and for everyone else’s—we advise you to leave immediately.” “Please, I have to see them,” Darius begged. Before the paramedic could respond, Darius noticed something crawling on the man’s shoulder. “There’s something on you—” The paramedic turned his head—just as the worm leaped onto his neck. The second it burrowed into his skin, the man’s body seized up. A strangled scream tore from his lips as blood exploded from his eyes, mouth, and nose. Darius staggered back in horror. Everywhere he looked, people were screaming. Even the reporter who had been live was now convulsing on the ground, her camera abandoned beside her. A single word echoed in Darius’ mind. Doombringer.

How far would you go to save your family? Would you take a life for them? A hundred? A thousand? How many before your conscience finally screams, "Enough"? They answered this question with [Ruination]—an unprecedented catastrophe that wiped out countless universes, all for the faintest chance to reclaim what was lost. No hesitation. No regret. Perhaps the Heavens sought to reward them for their love—or punish them for the slaughter of untold worlds. Either way, they were granted a second chance—to return to the past and reshape their fate. In a world where every lifeform’s destiny is predetermined by the Heavens, NOX and Lucas uncover a chilling truth: the purpose of life is not merely to exist, but to pursue [Transcendence]. One is destined to achieve [Transcendence], while the other—whether willing or unwilling—must assist another in achieving it. Follow NOX and Lucas, as one is fated to transcend, while the other is doomed to be forgotten by history. Can they break free from their predetermined paths? Or will they scream, “I will defy the Heavens!” like a protagonist in a Dragon Country novel? Can the Heavens tolerate such blasphemy?

She, a modern hidden ghost leader of an organization which gathered insane prodigies proficient in the various differing skill-sets. Highly skilled in medicine and poison, executes covert assassinations, viewed as insane and demonic in the eyes of people of the world. Killed in an accident, and reborn into the body of a disfigured young girl. What? Face disfigured, identity stolen? A return to the family dim and hopeless? Her identity can be given up, her family can be forgone, but as for the one who harmed her predecessor who inhabited this same body, if she didn’t at least make them scream in unimaginable agony and throw them into a state of wretchedness, how could she live up to her demonic reputation? Endless turmoil ensues and it’s a battle to dominate over all! See how she shook the world dressed in a suit of red, her sword up against the dominant powers that rocked the Heavens! Her name spread across the seas, shocking the earth!

Amelia Monroe was nothing—just a weak, voiceless girl in an elite boarding school where cruelty ruled. Bullied, beaten, and left for dead, she lay in the cold, her body shattered, her soul screaming for justice. But fate had other plans.

"Lucifer," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the screams that filled the air. The metallic scent of blood choked her senses as she watched him move—slicing through bodies like they were nothing, his every movement precise, merciless. Blood splattered across his face, darkening the sharp edges of his jaw, but his eyes... his eyes were what made her breath hitch. They weren’t the same warm brown she had once drowned in. They burned with an untamed rage, cold and soulless. And then they found hers. Green met fire. Tears clung to her lashes, her chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. But Alessio Moretti—Lucifer himself—froze the second he saw her. Angel D’souza had been the wrong girl to be ***napped, just a mistake. But somehow, she had become his undoing. The man she had fallen for, the man who had made her feel safe in the darkest of nights, was now standing before her, bathed in crimson, the monster whispered about in nightmares. Her heart pounded. Was this who he truly was? Had she fallen for a lie? He took a step forward, his blade still dripping, his expression unreadable. She took a step back. He noticed. His jaw clenched, something desperate flashing across his face, but she didn’t wait. She turned—heart racing, mind screaming at her to run. But could she ever truly escape him? Would he let her? Or worse… did she even want to?

Many people wish to escape this boring life, or rather, everyone does. I was no different we also one of them. But back then, I hadn’t been summoned to another world. It didn’t take long for us to realize that this place was a true hell. We are going to used by them. Covered in blood, Avinash screamed, “One day, I’ll have them all beneath my feet!” Hero? What a joke.If by chance I survived.I show what is real hell. Suddenly window appears update complete loading...

That guy was my friend's boyfriend. After they fought, he came home and said he wanted my opinion. What exactly made his girlfriend change? I, who didn't have a bad feeling at all, put him in the house. Then he killed me! That bastard stabbed me multiple times with a kitchen knife and killed me. Even though he knew tomorrow was my wedding day. How sad. A death that made me curse all efforts. But, what could I do? I thought I was dead. I did. Because at that moment I didn't feel any air in my lungs. Because everything went dark. I didn't know anything until I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful ceiling with crystal chandeliers. Are there hospitals like this? I'm sure that even if the apartment I lived in was sold, I wouldn't be able to buy that crystal chandelier! "She's alive! SHE'S ALIVE! LADY ELEONORA IS ALIVE!" I turned my head and saw an old woman running while screaming. I'm alive? Really? But who is Eleonora? I'm Cristy! I don't understand anything yet. Not a single thing. People started introducing themselves as my parents, future in-laws, and fiancé. But I knew that none of them were telling the truth! Their smiling faces were terrifying masks. My gut screamed at me to run away. And I knew that my gut never lied!

"MAMA!" Her screams tore through the forest as she watched her mother being ripped apart by her father’s men. "Let her go! PLEASE!" A blinding light erupted from her body, a thick mist swallowing the trees. Then, as her father’s cold gaze locked onto her—she vanished. Now, she lives hidden, protected by a witch—yet to uncover the truth of what she is. To the werewolves, she’s nothing but a "human slave," her true nature buried beneath lies and fear. Memories scatter like broken glass, the only thing anchoring her being her name—a name tied to a forgotten legacy and a betrayal that haunts her every step. But as the truth unravels, will it set her free... or shatter her completely?

Some doors should never be opened. Some voices should never be heard. Elara Rook has always been haunted—by whispers in the dark, by fleeting shadows, by the unsettling feeling that she doesn’t belong to just one world. But when she returns to the abandoned Rook estate, the voices become more than just eerie murmurs. They become memories. Vivid. Terrifying. Real. One touch, one vision, and she is thrust into the past—reliving the pain, the terror, and the secrets of spirits who refuse to be forgotten. A girl trapped in a room that no longer exists. A scream that echoes through time. A warning buried beneath the house’s rotting bones. As Elara digs deeper, she realizes she’s not just an observer—she’s a key. And something, or someone, is waiting for her to open the final door. Somewhere beyond the veil, the dead are watching. And they are whispering her name.

Chase is born of no house or family to speak of, except for a sickly father, and his mother who vanished the day he was born, however years after the birth of Chase, his father still often speaks of her as if she was a true goddess. One day the story will begin, when Chase finds himself waking to the smell of embers, the screams of agony, and the beginning of chaos. For on that day, a Boy was Born...

My mind was in a haze, nothing really made sense anymore. I stood there on this hell of a battlefield surrounded by screams and shouts for help. Rumors has it that a demon in a black armor appeared on the field, many stated than even if you killed it, he came back to haunt you until your last breath. You may not remember it, but your soul was doomed from the beginning if you crossed path with him in another life. If you crossed path with me.

they're coming for me! to get it out on me ! should I bite my tongue to death or spank my head and burst it open ,so they can only see the bleeding flesh inside it? no!! that'd be of no use ,that won't stop them . all they want is a flush to inflict suffering on, dead or alive ,it doesn't matter to them ! it's of no use, even if my body is dead and slowly decaying it'd still be warm before it will get cold even if it has no longer a soul , it'd still hurt torture me all you want , throw me into burning pit ,break my head open and put flames in it let my brain burn to blisters and to ashes I'll scream for you even after my vocal chords are twisted do what you want , whatever it is ! , but I ask of you for just that one thing if you have what it takes to do that in your fleeting mercy!!. that four walled store room was eery as it can get ,that person heard a whimperering downstairs the basement , and unlike the one in the store room who resisted none ,the one from the basement cried for mercy and screamed for salvation it was stupid of them to do it so . they can't escape this ,no one can hear them from outside it was in their destiny to rot in there or atleast rot their rationality and minds before they will get out from that castle !!

Haruto a seemingly normal average 16 years old high schooler was suddenly transported into another world. With no way of knowing how or why he was sent here Haruto decided to investigate this world to find clues as to why he was summoned. When suddenly he heard the scream of a lone girl who was being rob by two elderly men. While trying his best to save the girl he had met for the first time he almost died as a result which awakened the desire for power. _____ (A/N: If you notice any errors or broken contexts while reading, please let me know. I'll go back and make the necessary corrections.)

UWAHHHHHHHHHH!!! It’s a monster!!! The one screaming is me!!! The rollercoaster survival story of Kim Geun-chul, a lower-ranked student at the academy! NOTE: the chapter kinda jumping around, so read it with this information! read at your own risk. ⚠️This is not my work! I'm just translating the raws. If the owner wants me to remove it, just let me know, and I'll take it down.⚠️

Ahmed, a 29-year-old jobless Tunisian man, lives a mundane life between home and a 'maqha' (café) until fate-no, pure bad luck-throws him into another world. Instead of a heroic adventure, he's cursed with the most malicious AI System ever, a trolling nightmare that bullies him nonstop! From getting abducted by elves, scammed by a devilish merchant, and treated like a living plushie, to being the center of a war between a noblewoman and an orphanage mom, Ahmed's life spirals into a never-ending circus of suffering. Every scream of frustration earns him more humiliation, every attempt to regain control is met with new, ridiculous punishments, and worst of all-his sarcastic tormentor, the System, never lets up! Will Ahmed survive this relentless mockery? Will he break free from the System's grasp, or will he forever be a premium-grade victim of trolling? One thing is certain-this Golden peak comedy adventure will leave you laughing till your stomach hurts!

*This is my original work.* *The original version is in Indonesian, so I made an English version by using DeepL to translate it.* ============================= [This story has several main PoVs and additional PoVs with random and absurd layouts.] In the circle of good and evil, who is righteous? In the void of ignorance and emotion, who speaks? Race wars, betrayals, demons, gods, saints, heroes, witches, knights, hunters and artifacts... in a world full of screams and despair, three dead souls are reborn, bringing secret intentions and misguidance to this world. This is the story of the "Three Reincarnator" in a dangerous world. ============================= *Please give me your criticism and suggestions so I can try to be better since this is my first novel. "Bad Writing*.

Chris Zayden, a wealthy CEO with a dangerous past, becomes obsessed with Hema, a kind and hardworking Indian woman who works for his company. What starts as love quickly turns into a deadly game of secrets and revenge . Hema hides a painful truth about Chris, while his dark obsession pushes them both to their limits. As betrayal and anger take over, their lives spiral out of control. Will they destroy each other, or will love find a way to survive in the midst of all the chaos? A gripping tale of love, revenge, and redemption. Hema, “I thought I was ending a nightmare, but instead, I created a demon. Chris Zayden was already a monster—cold, ruthless, and terrifying. But when I made the choice to take everything from him, I didn’t realize I wasn’t just destroying him; I was remaking him. Every scream, every tear, every ounce of pain he inflicted on me after that was my own doing. I turned the monster into something worse—an unstoppable evil fueled by vengeance and obsession. And now, I’m trapped in the hell I built with my own hands.”

What happens after the end? When death isn’t release, but a door—one that opens to something far worse? Welcome to The Labyrinth, where every path leads to suffering and every death drags you back to the start. It doesn’t want to kill you. It wants to grind you down, again and again, until even your soul forgets how to scream. How many times can you break before there’s nothing left? But what if, instead of breaking, you laugh? What if, stripped of fear, stripped of humanity, you become something...else? In the end, perhaps the only true defiance is to keep walking—no matter how many times the Labyrinth pulls you back. ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ A.N - Expect heavy philosophy and existentialism. Also expect a really villainous MC, inspired from Fang Yuan. The setting is similar to Maze Runner, only dialed up to 11 and with much, much more violence and death.

"A rabbit?! ... I end up with a rabbit?!" Ralph could only scream in disbelief as he stared at his summoned beast. Of all the legendary creatures he could have drawn from the summoning plane, he ended up with... a rabbit. Just his luck. In a world where magical prowess defines status, Ralph’s awakening of the summoning element should have been cause for celebration. After all, a powerful summon—like a dragon or phoenix—could secure his future. Instead, Ralph is stuck with what seems to be a bottom-tier creature, one that’s more prey than predator. But is this unassuming rabbit truly as ordinary as it appears? Or could Ralph’s unlikely companion be hiding a potential that could change everything? This is the story of a mage who might just learn that greatness comes in unexpected forms.

[Loading choices…] -Ding! [(1) Respond to the bald teacher with: “Whether I sleep or not has nothing to do with you. No matter what I do, my future is still brighter than the light shining upon your bald head!” (Reward: God-Level Hair Stylist)] [(2) Look at the bald teacher’s bald head, sneer, and sleep again. (Reward: God-Level Driving)] [(3) Look at the teacher’s bald head and respond with: “Your bald head reminds me of the boiled eggs I ate for breakfast.” (Reward: God-Level Cooking)] [(4) Respond to the bald teacher with: “Yo, Wassup bro?” Then get out of your chair and perform a breakdance in front of the class. (Reward: God-Level Breakdancing)] [(5) Choose none of the given options and choose your own path. (Reward: None)] … Ainsworth Arthurford transmigrated to a parallel world of Earth. Unlike in his past life, magic and aura appeared on Earth and allowed everyone to awaken a Class at 16 and become an Awakener. Those who successfully awaken a Class and became an Awakener could take on Otherworld Missions provided by the Will of The Earth, with tasks related to invading the Otherworld. Whether it was to steal a powerful artifact, kill the children of destinies (protagonist of the world), or plunder the world origin, Awakeners from Earth became the notorious “invaders from another world”. When magic and aura had awakened, dimensional gates had also appeared which connected the Otherworld to Earth and it brought occasional invasions. Fortunately, the Earth’s Will reacted quickly and allowed humans to awaken a class and humanity managed to fight back and even invade the Otherworld to further strengthen both themselves and the Earth itself. Ainsworth transmigrated thirty years after the descent of the dimensional gates and the day before the Unified Awakening Ceremony. As a perk for his transmigration, he received the God-Level Choice System, which allowed him to choose the options given to him that would grant corresponding rewards. And with that, he awakened an SSS-rank Class and started his path to avenge his older sister and recover her Divine Eyes of Death Lines from the mysterious otherworld organization that gouged out her eyes!

Dive into the fractured cosmos, In the cold vacuum of space. No one can hear you scream...but they can hear your stories. These aren't tales of glittering utopias or heroic starfleets.

Kent was born in the slums of the sane city but he had a dream. He was born into suffering but he managed to keep himself sane and care for his family not caring for his dream. until the day of his taking. Taken into a world called the symbolism he will have to survive in that hell hole in other to reach home. As he obtains various powers and abilities he soon realizes that that the world and the symbolism are not that simple and that everything he ever thought he knew was only wrong. He will have to choose between home or his dreams as he navigates this hell.

Abel should have broken long ago. Trapped in a suffocating, lightless prison, time grinds against him like a dull blade. There were no answers, no way out, only the quiet torment of waiting. When desperation pushed him to consider death, the system was more than willing to oblige. The countdown had already begun before he begged it to stop. So he trains, fights, tears himself apart, and watches his body stitch itself back together, stronger each time.  The agony should have stopped him. Instead, it becomes his purpose. Over a year later, the system activates. Mocking achievements. Cryptic titles. And a simple, world-shattering message: [ Would You Like To Leave? ] The choice should be obvious. But after what Abel's become, after what Abel's done, what kind of world is waiting for him on the other side? Abel was never intended to be a monster. But, trapped in the dark, stripped of choices that didn't lead to death, and left with nothing but time, what else could he become?

When a hardcore gamer finally reaches his win streak, he suddenly drops dead only to wake up in a fantasy world, as a chicken. But before he can scream at the unfairness of life, a golden notification appears before him *** [Welcome to the Dragon System!] *** Wait. Dragon System? Why does he have a dragon’s growth path when he’s clearly a feathered nugget waiting to be eaten? Armed with the system, unnatural speed, and a dangerously high Luck stat, he must survive, level up, and Evolve, before some hungry beast turns him into dinner! Can he climb the ranks from barnyard reject to true dragon? let's see.

Reincarnated as the lowest of creatures—a goblin—Lin Tian witnesses the brutal reality of his new world. After dying at the hands of torturous humans, a "Simulation System" grants him rebirth. Vowing vengeance, he embraces the goblin's primal hunger for survival: devouring flesh, enslaving elves, and breeding an army. From cunning ambushes to bloody conquests, Lin Tian evolves through strategic cruelty, defying his cursed fate. In this dark fantasy of revenge and ascent, follow a monster’s rise to godhood—where survival demands betrayal, and power is forged in the screams of enemies.

*Note: I am not the author, merely a humble translator. Crab OG author : 喝一杯红酒 OG title : 游戏制作：从治愈玩家开始 Chen Xu travelled to a parallel world and was surprised to find that many classic and excellent games from his previous life were missing. I had a plan, but why did I get an 'emotion collection system', and the emotions such as happiness, sadness, excitement, fear, anger and other emotions provided by players who have played the games I made can make me stronger? But why is it so much easier to get anger than happiness? Looking at his score, Chen Xu expressed his confusion. As a result, Chen Xu's career as a game designer gradually took a turn for the worse. In Undertale, countless players pounded the table and screamed: I was cheated by this game! In Outlast, countless players screamed, my cabinet moved and I stopped playing. In Dark Souls, when countless players entered the game smiling, "Go away, please go away, leave the Firekeeper behind and go out with your flame, we don't want to link the fire! Soap, Alex and Ghost were sacrificed in Call of Duty; Zack and Aerith were killed in Final Fantasy 7; Arthur and John were betrayed in Red Dead Redemption; Countless players went berserk: "You bastards! Can't we be kinder to the protagonists? Q: How do you feel about the players' anger towards you? Facing the reporter's question, Chen Xu smiled slightly: This isn’t criticism, this is encouragement from players around the world to me, this is love! Thank you all, I will keep up the good work!

The World ended in fires and screams. Civilization fell, Entire Cities got wiped out. Survival is the only law left in a world filled with monsters. Ethan doesn't believe in miracles-only in bullets,blades and the will to live on. But when Ethan stumbles upon a frail girl who shouldn't have survived this long then everything changes. She knows something the monsters fear. And now Ethan has a choice- Either to stay the lone wolf that he has always been or be part of something bigger. Mercy is a weakness in a world where Gods are long dead. But maybe-just maybe there's hope, If He is willing to bleed for it.

Ryuusei Kazama led a quiet life with his family in Tokyo. A 14-year-old boy with dreams, laughter and a future ahead of him... until the world literally collapsed. A devastating earthquake dragged him into the abyss of pain and despair. Screams. Blood. Darkness. When his eyes open again, he is no longer in the world he knew. Before him stands Death itself, watching him with a cold smile. But instead of an end, it offers him a choice... a rebellion. A new destiny awaits him. One in which the gods are not what they seem, and heaven itself could become his enemy. “If heaven has decided my death... then, I will defy heaven.”