Brightburn Hero Forge

Ning Zhen is no ordinary heir to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. With a mother who bends fire into weapons and a father who rules with wisdom and light, he inherits a martial spirit like no other — a nine-tiered pagoda fused with sacred flame and crafting might. Armed with an ancient soul, a strange affinity for hammers and runes, and the power to forge spirit gear that evolves with battle, Ning Zhen isn’t aiming to be the strongest... just the one everyone else needs when their swords break. Watch as the gentle-forged boy turns molten metal into miracles, fights with wit (and slightly flaming fists), and shows Spirit Hall why you never underestimate a crafter.

I closed my eyes and let out a shuddering breath. My fingers were numb and cold, my arm aching where the needle pierced the vein. Something clattered onto the pavement, and I looked down to see the needle. It had slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace I'd felt in my short, miserable life. There was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. There's always someone else to beat or rape. The regulars would move on quickly. I died. Only...wasn't death supposed to be dark? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

la historia de un chico de preparatoria toma un giro inesperado por una tragedia que sucedió, siendo llevado a otro mundo, su nueva vida comienza y así una nueva historia se formará. Un lugar donde la magia, la espada, las criaturas y seres mágicos serán presentes en su nueva vida. aunque su vida no será tan facil ya que la guerra siempre existirá. dando así el comienzo de su nueva vida y solo tiene una meta por alcanzar. cómo será su nueva vida?

"Beast Forge? What the hell is that?" He thought while walking out of the alley. The streets were almost empty, with only the homeless wandering around, picking up anything valuable that was dropped. He walked over to join them, still thinking he needed to do this to survive. But as he bent down, a black screen appeared in front of him, with white text displayed on it. [Beast Forge system activated User successfully registered Scanning user... done User has not awakened, cannot use Beast Forge. Analyzing for possible solutions.... done Mission: Run 50 km before 00:00 Reward: Force awakening Failure: Loss of the Beast Forge system Will you accept this mission: YES/NO] discord link: https://discord.gg/zxVEsgC83Y

Wei Lian was born in the Chaos Realm—where only the strongest survive. But he was born without talent. Without power. Without worth. Cast aside by his clan, hidden by his mother, and sent to the Mortal Realm, he was meant to live a quiet, forgotten life. But Wei Lian has other plans. He will rise. Not with luck. Not with gifts. He will forge his path in blood. From mortal to legend. From trash… to terror.

"Why does everyone hate me. I never did anything wrong and still everyone hates me. Human and Gods all of them hate my, why why why Why! What did I do to deserve this". This question has always plagued Shin'en for as long as he could remembèr and becoming a hero not only made it worse but has invited hate even from the gods. He is a weeping soul, crying out to the cosmos at this cruel joke that was his life. Even in death when he is finally free, the universe will not let him rest and sends him back to be a burden of hate and rage. But this time, he will make sure that he finds comrades that will love and care for him. Shedding the pain of his former life as relentlessly hounds him.

If I asked you, what does it mean to be a hero, how would you respond? Is it fighting to avenge people you've lost? Rescuing others when no one else can lend a hand? Sacrificing your body for people who don't even know your name? Is a hero anyone who is strong, flashy, prestigious, or loves beating up bad guys? The country is in utter chaos as heroes and villains fight for survival. Everyone in between has lost someone. And everyone has their own ideals for what it means to be a hero. The story continues with Rhett, a nobody with no powers except one that lets him experience death over and over again. Can he save the ones he loves? Can he be the hero he wanted to be?

Discord Link for those interested [https://discord.gg/TGc9yymDJP] One may think that in order to be a Hero you must have a pure soul, and untainted heart, but in reality such a thing is impossible; now one's soul is pure, nor is anyone's heart untainted, Gods aren't even exempt from this rule. No, a True Hero is someone who knows they have an impure soul and tainted heart, yet they embrace it, instead of attempting to deny their very nature; however, not all True Heros are the same, some have different beliefs and/or ideals. Yet at the end of the day, no matter how terrible or bleak the situation looks, you can always count on a True Hero to act as a beacon of light that'll show you the correct path, but for you to take, you must embark on it yourself.

Elric's life had been nothing short of a nightmare since his childhood. He was constantly bullied at school, detested and ignored by his family, and left with nobody to care whether he lived or died. The accumulated loneliness and suffering from decades pushed him into a severe depression, and he ultimately decided to take his life’s final decision… Suicide. One day, Elric's soul heard a voice calling out to him. "Wake up, Elric. I am the God of Darkness, and I'm here to give you another chance at life." To the God of Darkness, Elric replied with only two words… "Fuck off!" Now forced with the possibility of a new life despite his unwillingness… Elric must decide whether to become a puppet or forge a new destiny with his own hands. Will he overcome his traumatic past, or will he squander yet another chance at life? Join the Protagonist on his journey as he is given an impossible task while striving to become one of the strongest beings in a world full of Magic, Mythical creatures, Dragons, and Gods. ---------------- [[Author : The protagonist of this story is a scheming mastermind who doesn't trust anyone and plans everything based on his present strength, knowledge and circumstances. No Romance, Harem, or Fan-service here. The main character is also not an Edgelord or a Psychopath who kills people without reason. Character development is a gradual process as the Main Character learns to acknowledge and overcome his flaws. This is a story for those who appreciate a psychologically well-developed character. The protagonist is an Antihero character who exists in the gray area between good and evil. This is a story for those who enjoy complex characters, greatly improving and expanding World-building along with intricate plots. If you are looking for a story with a nuanced and morally ambiguous yet humorous protagonist in a mature and gritty world, then this is the novel for you.]] ---------------- Note : Character Reference Arts available in chapter comments. Discord Link : https://discord.gg/xR7vUzCYx9 ---------------- Note : Vote for the Novel for extra weekly chapters. 500 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter per week 1000 Power Stones = 2 Extra Chapters per week 2500 Power Stones = 5 Extra chapters per week 500 Golden Tickets = 2 Extra chapters per week 1000 Golden Tickets = 3 Extra chapters per week 1500 Golden Tickets = 7 Extra chapters per week

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Raka Wright had just turned 18, it was supposed to be a joyous day. Filled with joy and laughter, instead, the sky split into two. They called it The Merger. That day, a second sun bled through the clouds and stitched the fantasy realm of Arche to Earth. Skyscrapers swallowed by mountains, coastlines vanished in fire, and entire countries burned to ashes. A silver-tongued deity dangled salvation before Raka’s family, then dropped them to their deaths. Where other survivors stretched trembling hands toward divinity, Raka met the gods’ gaze and did not flinch. “If heaven will not mourn with me, let it tremble before me.” Somewhere in the shattered world, time holds its breath around a sleeper wrapped in humming light—an unfinished weapon awaiting its cue. Behold the one forged in the fires of the end of the world, destined to kindle the first light of its rebirth. Things to expect: - Magic mixed with technology - Weak to strong, gets a boost in the beginning but its a hard climb from there. - Slow pacing, like pretty slow - Post Apocalyptic-ish - Action scenes that make sense - God vs Mortal and rewriting fate themes Note: SLOW PACED STORYTELLING! *********** I will also be posting on RoyalRoad . com u der the same name. https: //www . royalroad . com /profile/707226/ fictions **********

He died because of someone else’s mistake. A promising life, snuffed out in a single instant. But death was not the end. Reborn in a realm where starships soar across galaxies and cultivators bend reality with a thought, Zephyr Valerian awakens as the youngest heir of a legendary clan. Beneath the golden cradle and noble blood, however, lurks a power the universe itself has forgotten—Devourflux, the ability to consume, evolve, and become something more. As empires wage war across dimensions and ancient beings rise from slumber, Zephyr walks a path none can follow. Every battle he fights, every secret he uncovers, draws him closer to the truth behind his second life… and the Silent Eclipse that looms over all creation. With the ability to forge powers from all systems—magic, cultivation, science, and myth—Zephyr will defy fate, rewrite laws, and forge a legacy that even the stars will fear. But the cost of becoming unstoppable? It might just be everything he once was.

Revised Synopsis for Ren: Simulating Immortality Ren’s path to power is paved within the treacherous circuits of an ever-evolving simulation system, a stark contrast to the arduous training of traditional cultivators. This is no static playground; each simulation presents dynamic challenges, forcing Ren to adapt and survive within limited timeframes. He must learn, evolve, and seize power in the nick of time, or face the simulated consequences. Within these digital lives, Ren confronts formidable opponents and brushes against the terrifying might of powerful figures, experiencing firsthand the brutal realities of a world teeming with danger. Sometimes, the system’s analysis falters – "Error: Opponent data incomplete. Proceed with caution." flashes across his simulated vision, a stark reminder of the unknown threats lurking in both the virtual and real worlds. Every foray into the simulation is a calculated risk, a desperate gamble to acquire the strength needed to survive in his harsh reality. For Ren is a rogue cultivator in a world teetering on the brink of chaos, where righteous and demonic sects clash with impunity. His hard-earned simulated power is his only hope against the overwhelming forces at play in this perilous landscape. **Questions to Ponder:** * How will Ren balance the knowledge and power gained in the simulations with the unpredictable dangers of the real cultivation world? * Can he truly trust the simulated experiences when facing genuine threats and powerful adversaries? * Will the errors and limitations of the simulation system prove to be his undoing? * As Ren navigates the conflicts between the righteous and demonic sects, whose side will he ultimately choose, and will his simulated morality hold true in the face of real-world consequences?

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Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

For as long as anyone can remember, the dragons have always been at the top of the food chain. Humans who once feared the dragons started worshipping them as they gave them protection from demons and other races. Well, that was untill the failure of the ascension of the Dragon Emperor. Because of his failed attempt to Godhood the Dragon Emperor went mad and disrupted the peace. To stop the Dragon Emperor, his younger brother sealed him in the core of Dradevows and is ever since protecting the seal That's where Karl's comes in, chosen by God for being an anomaly which threatened earth he was transported to another world, a world full of magic and a world with the Dragon Emperor sealed in it's core. ========================================= AUTHOR HERE GUYS, THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A NOVEL ENGLISH ISN'T EXACTLY MY FIRST LANGUAGE. SO DON'T BE TOO HARSH, IF YOU FIND ANY MISTAKES JUST COMMENT BELOW PLUS I DON'T OWN THE COVER, IT WAS A COOL ART I PICKED UP ON PINTEREST, SO IF ANYONE WANTS ME TO REMOVE IT JUST SAY SO ALTHOUGH ITS AN ISEKAI, THERE WILL MOST LIKELY WON'T BE ANY HAREM AND IF YOU GUYS MIGHT THINK THAT THE MC IS OP THAN WAIT TILL YOU GUYS READ ABOUT THE DRAGONS

The Draken Continent is a land of riches, magic, and war. But for a nameless slave who once lived a peaceful life, it's a land that stole everything from him—his family, his home, and his dignity. Once the son of a humble schoolteacher, he watched his parents executed in the public square for a crime they didn't commit. At sixteen, he was sold like cattle and trained to kill for nobles who saw him as nothing more than a disposable weapon. Now, bleeding out on the battlefield, he laughs at the irony of it all. The world only respects one thing—Strength. As death wraps around him, a mysterious voice offers him a choice. One question: "Do you desire strength?" This is the story of a broken boy who rises from blood and ashes to challenge fate itself. In a world ruled by power, he will carve a name that even the gods will remember. Pain built him. War forged him. Now, strength will define him.

Alex, a reclusive music enthusiast burdened by the echoes of a past life, finds his mundane urban existence transformed by the sudden activation of the **Musical System**. Trapped in a world brimming with hidden talents and formidable musical academies, he discovers that true mastery lies not in grand stages, but in the echoes of forgotten melodies and the silent battles of the **Earth Dao Arena**. As he seeks to resonate with the profound musical essences of legendary figures, Alex finds even the lowest tiers of this arena present insurmountable challenges. Faced with opponents whose effortless performances defy logic—from a humble **F-Grade performer whose casual strums reshape reality**, to a seemingly innocent **feline maestro whose purrs can dismantle any melody**—Alex must push beyond his limits. His journey forces him to redefine strength, not through conventional power, but through relentless perseverance, the collection of overlooked fragments of inspiration, and a growing understanding that every sound, no matter how small, holds a deeper meaning. Can this ambitious, unattractive young man truly forge his own legend in a world where even the most ordinary-seeming rivals hold unimaginable power?

"An Arrogant Hero" is a novel that tells the story of a man who, in his own world, went unnoticed until he is suddenly transported to a vibrant fantasy realm. Here, he discovers that he possesses extraordinary powers that make him one of the most formidable individuals in the world. However, his newly discovered strength fuels his arrogance, leading him down a path of questionable decisions. As he navigates this new world, filled with creatures and daunting challenges, he must face the consequences of his pride. Will he learn humility and rise to become the savior this world desperately needs, or will his hubris lead him to ruin?

Jason has a problem. He doesn’t remember anything before waking up in a bus full of kids on a field trip. Apparently he has a girlfriend named Piper and a best friend named Leo. They’re all students at a boarding school for “bad kids.” What did Jason do to end up here? And where is here, exactly? Piper has a secret. Her father has been missing for three days, ever since she had that terrifying nightmare. Piper doesn’t understand her dream, or why her boyfriend suddenly doesn’t recognize her. When a freak storm hits, unleashing strange creatures and whisking her, Jason, and Leo away to someplace called Camp Half-Blood, she has a feeling she’s going to find out. Leo has a way with tools. When he sees his cabin at Camp Half-Blood, filled with power tools and machine parts, he feels right at home. But there’s weird stuff, too—like the curse everyone keeps talking about. Weirdest of all, his bunkmates insist that each of them—including Leo—is related to a god.

Peter 's Journey In A Very Dark World.

Jinwoo Park — not Sung — was a guy who had nothing going for him except his knack for being a total jerk. Kicked out of his house for being, well, a pretty terrible person, he had nowhere to go but the convenience store where he worked. Life was miserable, and his only escape was finding ways to make people’s lives harder. But then, one day, something changed. In a world full of awakeners and chaos, Jinwoo was suddenly given powers that turned his life on its head. From broke and despised to rich and powerful–still despised, he now had everything he thought he ever wanted. But, deep down, there was still that insatiable hunger for more — more money, more power, more chaos. Now, armed with abilities he doesn’t fully understand, Jinwoo’s hunger for wealth knows no bounds. The convenience store? That was just his starting point. The world is his playground, and he’s not stopping until he has it all. He might as well save the world too. warning ⚠️: it's cringy --------------------------- This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, applications, songs, technologies, locations, events, and incidents are eitherthe product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously for storytelling purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real companies, brands, applications or any other entities is purely coincidental. All real-world references are included as part of the fictional setting and do not imply any endorsement, association, or ownership by the original creators. The author has no intention to defame, discredit, orintringe upon the rights of any individual, brand, organization, or intellectual property. This story is created solely for entertainment and creative expression, and should not be taken as factual or representative of real-life entities or events. Readers are advised to treat all references in this work as fictional, regardless of name similarities or thematic inspiration.

On a bright Tuesday morning, a monster was born. Or perhaps... a demon? The sound of a newborn's cry tore through the sterile halls of the hospital, piercing the quiet like a curse. Lights above flickered violently, reacting to the sudden surge of electricity that pulsed through the building—unexplained, and oh-so-absolutely unsettling. “Liu Xian…” the mother whispered, her voice barely a breath, her eyelids fluttering as darkness pulled at her. But she fought it, clinging to life for just one reason—to name the child that had stolen her last breath. Her lips trembled into a faint smile. “We’ll call him Liu Xian…” Her hand reached out weakly, trembling as it brushed the tiny bundle swaddled in white—then fell, limp, lifeless, against the blood-soaked sheets. The father stood frozen, cradling the child in arms that didn’t feel like his own. His wife’s blood still clung to the infant’s skin, seeping into the fabric of his clothes like a brand. “You killed her,” he choked out, the words barely audible, not meant for anyone but the darkness in his heart. He looked down at the baby, eyes brimming with a twisted mix of grief, hate and rage. “You fucking killed her, you monster!" _______ There will be daily updates, and for every 5 golden tickets, I'll upload one extra chapter. CASTLE ~ 10 EXTRA CHAPTERS https://discord.gg/ekhcJd6m

In his last life, Prince Aleric got cheated on, blamed for everything, and died like a dramatic side character. This time? He’s not falling in love. He’s marrying some exiled noble with no soul weapon, no personality, and no future. Kael Valen was supposed to be safe. Emotionless. Forgettable. Then Aleric accidentally awakened the ancient holy sword. Kael smiled. And the murders began. Turns out Kael is the reincarnated God of Destruction. He's also weirdly clingy, emotionally unstable, and thinks “acts of devotion” include blowing up palaces and baking terrible cookies. Now Aleric lives in a haunted mansion with his suspiciously affectionate husband, sits on the imperial throne without permission, and is constantly trying to stop Kael from killing people mid-tea. He wanted quiet revenge and financial security. What he got was a golden retriever husband with abandonment issues and a divine kill count. Aleric: “Kael, you can’t just behead people because they looked at me.” Kael, smiling with blood on his hands: “But you looked uncomfortable.”