White Tiger Sword

Sword M Long ago, the peaceful village of Vaelthoria was destroyed by envious neighbors. Guided by the patriarch Gelkra, the survivors fled to a mysterious island where the discovered radiant ores: the land of Xiphosia, a new struggle begins to stir. Centuries Later The sentient Green Katana chooses Dextin, a figure haunted by his past, and sets him on a relentless path to claim its twin, the Red Katana. This pursuit plunges Xiphosia into darkness under Dextin's tyrannical rule, marked by his brutal encounters with those chosen by the crimson blade. However, destiny has other plans. The Red Katana resonates with Dran, a man within Dextin's own ranks, whose heart burns with the injustices he witnesses. A rebellion ignites, fueled by sacrifice and the hope for freedom, leading to a climactic battle that leaves scars on the land and a heavy legacy behind. Years pass, and the responsibility of this past falls upon Rider, Dran's son. Raised under the watchful eye of Aingo, Rider grapples with the weight of his father's heroism and the looming threat of Dextin's potential return. To find a worthy successor to the Red Katana and a beacon of hope for Xiphosia, King Neon announces a high-stakes tournament. The arrival of Zack, a mysterious and formidable outsider, immediately casts a shadow of rivalry over Rider, challenging his path and his potential to become the true Sword Master. As the tournament draws nearer, the fate of Xiphosia hangs precariously, awaiting the one who can awaken the dormant power of the Red Katana and stand against the darkness that threatens to engulf them once more.

A newly birthed child is akin to a pure white sheet. And if someone had to badmouth about their behavior, it should be towards the parents because after birth it is up to the parents to navigate their children on the road of life. They paint their child with their ideology , thought's , emotion and sometimes dream. So how a child grows up depends on the environment and their parents. ••••••• Quotes: “One must prepare themselves to be embarrassed if they want to embarrass someone.” “One must deceive themselves to deceive others.” “Everyone wears a mask to hide themselves from the world.” •••••• Submitting this for the webnovel spirity awards 2024. Please support me. Thank you. [Warning. Mature content. sensitive content.] [This is fiction so don't take it seriously and just enjoy.]

In the messy teenage years, between the competition of the cruel worldly pleasure of glory, disdain for the feelings of the subjects. A boy who tries to escape from the dead race.

An ordinary corporate worker, Tian Hao, one day gets into a car accident and is reincarnated as a dog in another world. As a dog, he must search for a way to regain his human form while also finding a way to leave this world. After a long struggle, he finally uncovers the truth of the universe and becomes the supreme ruler of the cosmos...

When Yi Liu Yue's parents died years ago, she became the only living legacy of their lineage--The descendants of the Heavenly Shrine Maidens. She was never able to connect to the gifts her mother wielded so well--The Swallows--until she had her mind on one thing. Revenge.

In the realm of Opralia, weapons don’t just kill—they possess. Eleven-year-old Aeron carries a cursed sword that once forced him to slaughter his own family. Now adopted by a traveling merchant, Aeron fights to keep the blade’s dark spirit from consuming him. But the sword’s hunger never fades. If it wins, Aeron loses more than his life—he loses himself. And somewhere in the shadows, the blade waits for its next chance to take control.

“What do you call a girl born without color… who doesn’t need it?” She can’t see. She doesn’t feel. She wasn’t supposed to survive. And yet — she walks the skyborn empire like a ghost out of time, wielding a nameless blade and power no one dares to name. Her energy is colorless — a phenomenon that should be impossible, feared by even the Empress’s most devout seers. Some call her cursed. Others call her a weapon. But no one knows who she really is… or what she’s waiting for. When an attack breaches the floating city of Zephyros and the sky begins to fall, White doesn’t run. She moves. Like someone who’s done this before. Why does she know forgotten sword styles? Why does she remember people who shouldn't exist? Why does she say things only the ancient dragons once did? And most of all— Why does the world seem afraid of her?

Ren was always been an average student, only having a single talent, sword talent. His family runs a Kendo Academy, but that did nothing good for him. Ren's method of sword fighting is more of practical than traditional, using sword with only one hand, using agility, speed and reflexes. though its practical its not within rules, resulting him in being cast aside remaining average as ever, but one day while siting in a park at night a golden sword appeared out of nowhere and pierced his heart and when he woke up he find himself in new world full of magic.

In 2029 , the Moon got destroyed and all the star disappear, which we called the event of Catastrophe . After the thirty years of Catastrophe , two gates appears . And with the Aseters ( the person who possessed inhuman ability ) also came . Gates fulfill the wish of the person but in return of some price . It is a power or curse . Note : This is the origin story of series , basically give me the feedback and I will give some thought about creating series or not

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Sunz was born with an unknown ability given only a sword from birth but had no idea of what to do, until one faithful day his ability got reawakened and it's his choice to live his old life or explore his new one with the help of his friend Jihu. At first, Sunz was invited by Jihu to see his Grandpa's tournament in Korea. But the invitation as a Visitor soon changed to an invitation as a Contestant. Now having a chance to compete at Jihu's Grandpa's tournament to find the next member of the Water Clan. But to have a chance at competing in the tournament Sunz needs to win against one of the Inspector. Even if he can defeat the Inspector, can he defeat the other Contestants, who are there for the same reward? An inexperienced nobody joining the World of Experts. Can he survive or will he die without achieving ANYTHING?

The world was saved once—by a man with no name. Illio, the greatest swordsman to ever live, gave everything to seal away the Demon King. His name was erased, his body devoured by divine fire, and his soul bound as the lock to an eternal prison. The world endured, kingdoms rose, peace bloomed. But peace is borrowed, not earned. Centuries later, shadows stir. The seal pulses. Whispers of rot return to the edges of the map. Faint tremors mark the places Illio once walked. And in a quiet village far from the histories of war, a boy is born beneath a red moon—bearing no memories, but an instinctive hatred of the dark. He is not Illio. Not yet. But the sword remembers. And fate never forgets a sacrifice. As new powers rise and ancient evils slouch toward rebirth, the world must decide whether to place its hope once more in the hands of a single soul—one cursed to fight again and again, until peace is no longer a reprieve, but a promise kept.

When a lost prince from the Tiger clan is faced with the death of people he loved, he vows to get revenge, and in the process he discovers the dangers of the cultivation world, his bloodline and his true path in the Dao. Can he overcome the challenge because nothing come without a cost?

Me tocó vivir una infancia horrible, indignante y abusiva por partes de mis tíos y tutores legales, por lo cual en aquel punto de quiebre arremetí contra mi primo en un enfrentamiento y el colapso había nublado mi juicio por completo, por lo cual mi vida había acabado con un final horrible, inhumano pero a la vez tan pacífico y agradable. Pero... Solo deseaba ser feliz, jamás tuve algo así, es más. ¡Jamás tuve una vida en realidad! Mi rutina se basaba en insultos, dolor y sangre, abuso, dolor y sangre, todo eso día tras día, pero ahora... Ahora puedo empezar de nuevo. Ahora puedo empezar de cero.

Kidnapped to another world, Lloyd finds himself in the world of an unknown game. A world of sword and magic, a world filled with many different races, a world full of hopes and dreams. But before his exciting journey, full of love, friendship and adventure began, a realization hit him. The world had already fallen. The faded Sun, the endless monster Hordes, and the Eternal Night that descended upon all living beings. The world where the strong devoured the weak, only to be devoured by an even stronger one in the next second. His new reality. That was until one night in this world devoid of all light and hope, a strange woman appeared on his doorstep. “Go back in time and train me.” She stated bluntly. What kind of nonsense is this crazy woman talking...?

Chapter 0 "What do you want to be when you grow up, Hyun-woo?" A woman's voice. Soft. Warm. Safe. I didn't know how old I was in this memory, but I was small. Sitting on a plush rug, gripping a crayon too tightly, coloring something-a sky, maybe? The blue was smudged across the page. I looked up. She was smiling. Her face blurred, her features indistinct. But I knew. "I want to be an astronaut," I had said, beaming. She laughed. "An astronaut?" I nodded eagerly. "Or a firefighter. Or maybe an artist! But I also want to be a scientist. And a baker!" Her laughter was light, like wind chimes. "That's a lot of things, my love." "I can do all of them!" She leaned down, brushing a gentle hand over my hair. "You can be anything you want. Whatever makes you happy. Just be a good human being." I held onto those words. For years, I held onto them. Until she was gone. The memory shifted. Another voice. Deep. Familiar. "You're going to be someone great, Hyun-woo." My father. He wasn't like how he was now. His voice back then-it wasn't cold, sharp, or suffocating. It was filled with pride. "You can do anything, son." He meant it. I knew he did. Back then, he believed in me, just like she did. But then– Then she died. And everything changed.

A normal man named Ryan dead and is reborn as white tiger now Ryan fight his way to survival in this new world

The writing will get better, after the first volume it will end on 25 to 30 or even less, but after that, I promise you it will get better ——————————————————— At the prestigious Hunter Academy of Erevos, Eno Spencer stood on the cusp of his graduation, just weeks away from a pivotal event that would define his future. This event, seemingly the culmination of his training, would ignite a journey far more treacherous than he could ever anticipate. Beneath the surface, a shadowed force awaited—an insidious presence poised to unravel everything Eno held dear, threatening to consume his very essence and steer his fate into a darkness he couldn’t yet comprehend. ——————————————————— Authur notes sorry about the synopsis being too vague it’s because it’s my first novel and I don’t know how to do synopsis and I didn’t want to accidentally put a spoilers so I made it vague Hey guys, I just wanted to let you know that I’ve officially released my original novel, White Lightning! To be honest, I’ve had a lot of anxiety about both my novel and my fanfiction. I kept wondering if they were good enough—if my novel sounded too much like a fanfiction, if I could properly stretch out the story and plotlines. It took me a while, but eventually, I realized that none of that really matters. I started writing because I enjoy it—not because I care about whether people think it’s good or not. If they like it, great. If not, that’s fine too. So I’ll say this now: my novel will have a fanfiction-like feel, and I won’t be dragging out the story just to reach thousands of chapters. As for my writing schedule, releases might be a bit random at times since I’ll still be working on my fanfictions. But don’t worry—I’m not abandoning them. My novel, my DC fanfiction, and my Marvel fanfiction will remain my main priorities. The Fairy Tail one, on the other hand, won’t get as much focus, though I’ll still release chapters for it occasionally. Regarding my DC fanfiction, I’ve reached the point where the story enters the comic book timeline. I won’t be releasing any new chapters for it until my Marvel fanfiction reaches that same stage. Unfortunately, I don’t think we’ll get there as quickly as we did with the DC one, but we’ll see how things go. That’s all I wanted to say! Thanks for sticking with me, and I hope you enjoy what’s coming next. also the story will get much better after the first volume which should be around 30 chapters

Having to be told that you are dead is a weird way to find out. Having no memory of who he is or was, our protagonist is told that he is the sole survivor of a curse that claimed every other soul that had been exposed to it, making him special for some reason. Now he wants to know why that is, but with the actual world growing in size, causing all sorts of havoc, that might take more than just time.

Since the Great Fracture and the partial destruction of the Moon, Earth has become nothing more than a wasteland, devoured by corruption. An unknown gigantic sword, emerging from the infinitely distant reaches of the universe, pierced the Unnameable, impaling it upon the star of dreams. Now, humanity lives in a waking nightmare, struggling to survive in a world where Umbra and Lumen wage an endless battle. Cities are built around sacred sites, where Lumen, the only source of purification, is wielded to repel the creeping darkness. But Umbra, with its abominations born of the shadows, relentlessly threatens what remains of humanity. Gaël is stained by this darkness. Umbra flows within him, eating away at his body and mind, and each time he draws upon this forbidden power, he edges closer to madness. He knows his fate is sealed, that his chances of surviving what he is becoming are slim. But rather than cower in fear, he chooses another path. He wants to follow in the footsteps of the Brothers of the Sword. Where the chosen of Lumen purify, the Brothers cut and annihilate. Where the cities hide behind the light, they plunge into the darkness. Feared, revered, and shrouded in legend, these warriors are, for most, nothing more than children’s tales. Gaël knows his life will be short. So before he vanishes, he wants to uncover the truth behind these fables, and if possible, live a brief, glorious saga, cutting down a few abominations along the way.