Yugioh Ashened

I had nothing left to live for. No family. No friends. No future. Just a shattered soul wandering through a world that had already taken everything. Then I died. And that’s when everything changed. I woke in a realm between worlds—where gods whisper and broken souls drift. There, I met Ashen Crimson. A tyrant. A fallen god. A man who destroyed his own fate. And he made me an offer: Take my life. My memories. My curse. Live again… as me. Now I’ve awakened in Zerawell, a world of bloodlines, magic, and power. As Ashen Crimson, the most hated heir of a disgraced noble house. A shadow wielder. A hollow soul. A threat to the throne. But I won’t follow his path of ruin. I’ll forge my own— Through strategy, secrets, and shadows. Let them call me villain. Let them fear my name. Because I didn’t choose this story. But I will control how it ends. Your support keeps this story alive—and brings you more content daily! 100 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapter Daily 100 Collections = 2 Chapters Per Day Gifts = 3 Chapters Daily + Price Reductions on Privilege in Future! Every stone, gift, or collection helps me write faster and bring Ashen’s journey to life. Can’t wait to spoil you all with more twists, shadows, and maybe... cookies for Yumi. Let’s grow this story together!

In the war-torn world of Teracotta, power lies in the iron grip of the Nasyonalistas—the global regime that rules with cruelty and control. But not all submit. One man dared to rise: Ashen, a revolutionary who sparked a movement and carved his name into history. His vision was freedom—a world liberated from tyranny. Yet, as time passed, the cause fractured. Some of Ashen's followers strayed from the righteous path, seduced by ambition and the thirst for dominion. The rebellion splintered, and shadows grew among those who once stood for justice. Now, a new struggle begins. In a world caught between rebellion and corruption, who will rise to shape the future—those who seek justice, or those who crave power?

August 12, 2027 Humanity took its last breath. At 8:47 AM GMT, the first nuclear mushrooms bloomed over the cities like monstrous flowers of the apocalypse. Washington, Moscow, Beijing, London, Paris—one after another, they ignited in blinding flashes, momentarily eclipsing the sun. The final explosions thundered exactly three years later, marking a bloody full stop in the history of the old world. Three years of darkness. Three winters without sunlight, where snow fell black with ash and temperatures rarely rose above minus twenty. Three eternities in hell, where time lost all meaning, where days blurred into one endless today, where tomorrow might never come. But the world didn’t end. It simply began again. Amid the ruins and ash, it wasn’t just humans who survived—They appeared. Genomes. Creatures that looked human… but weren’t. Some walked on air as if gravity were a cruel joke. Others stretched their limbs like rubber, crawling over rubble like spiders. Some lifted entire buildings with a single touch. And in their chests, between the third and fourth ribs, pulsed blood-red crystals. Those who cut them out and touched them could see the world through a Genome’s eyes. But to do that, they had to kill. And kill they did. First out of fear. Then out of curiosity. And finally—because the crystals became currency in this mad new world. Ten years passed. Ten years of hell. Humans stopped praying. They carved crystals from the living, traded organs for abilities, ate the flesh of those who’d once called them friends. They became worse than beasts. And then… they forgot. First, the details vanished—dates, names, faces. Then entire events faded. The war, the explosions, the ashen sky—all erased, as if someone had torn pages from the book of history. But the worst was yet to come. Because when you forget the mistakes of the past… You are doomed to repeat them.

Cale Virel was just a normal office worker. He was bored and tired of his life, waiting for it to end. And then— Bam! One night, two robbers targeted him! And instead of surrendering, he fought back! Though, in the middle of doing so— PHUCK! He got stabbed and died... He didn't regret it though. After all, he's not really afraid of death anymore. And so... He rested in peace. ... ... ... Or so he thought! Cale Virel— "Huh? What the fuck?" He woke up as a young slave named Kaiser in a different world! And given another life he didn't ask for again— "Fuck this shit!" Cale, or should I say—Kaiser— "Ugh, whatever." Decided to live it... By just doing whatever he feels like until he dies.

The Red Dragon came from the vast wild wastes, coveting all the strength in the world. It once had countless titles: Mountain's Wrathful Flame, Infernal Calamity, Crimson Emperor, Ashen Dragon...... The world trembled under the shadow of the giant dragons. He stirred up the craze of the magic industrial revolution; in the empire he established, Wyverns roared, artillery fired in unison, and steel beasts appeared in the sky and on the land, while disasters from another world rampaged everywhere. "Submit, or die." Cassius spread his wings, blotting out the sun, and gazed down at the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves below, saying thus. ...... It is a story about a Red Dragon with a player template conquering, ruling, and transforming an alternate world. (Pseudo of DnD, The Fourth Calamity, Red Dragon)

In a world divided by ancient sects, dragon bloodlines, and forgotten wars, the strong ascend through flame, blood, and inheritance. But what if your soul carries nothing? No clan, no system, no teacher—just silence? Beneath the frozen tombs of the Northern Ashen Lands, a nameless man awakens. He has no memory, no cultivation, no past… yet his hands move with impossible mastery, and his heartbeat echoes with a power long erased from the world—the Hollow Pulse. Reborn into the shattered Hollow Realms, where four great regions war beneath the shadow of the Void Root, Jin Mu-Won begins a journey unlike any other. With every life-and-death battle, he unlocks pieces of forgotten incarnations, scattered Echo Fragments of thousands of lives lived—and died—across time. But the deeper he walks the Path of the Hollow, the more the truth unravels: He once stood at the peak of the world. He once broke it. And now, it is remembering him.

Synopsis: The Name of My Silence After the Gods In a multiverse where reality is a thin veil and fiction a palpable force, Ken, an orphan broken by the cruelty of a world that has always rejected him, wakes up naked and amnesiac in the heart of the Cursed Desert. It is not a resurrection, but an absurd transposition into a universe where the gods are princes to be slaughtered and the concepts of freedom invisible chains. Here, each being has a unique capacity, a reflection of his deepest essence, of his very soul. Ken discovers his own: PREDATOR, a monstrous power that allows him to absorb the capacities of the dead, linking them to his being, nourishing a double soul - one immaculate, the other abysmal. Pursued by Zian, an implacable Exorcist of the Celestial Court whose duty is to annihilate "strangers" from other worlds, Ken is thrown into an incessant cycle of death and survival. But he is not alone: Ashen Ryū, a "perfect weapon" escaped from a brutal orphanage, shares his fate. Together, these two "anomalies" discover that this world is not a simple parallel dimension, but an "eating world", a cosmic cemetery where entire universes are absorbed, their fragments scattered in time and space. As he progresses through the levels of ability - from Sleeping to Divine - Ken not only acquires powers, he reveals himself. His quest, born of an absurd childhood dream to "understand everything, surpass everything, reshape the world by its will", is transformed into a metaphysical odyssey. He crosses the path of Elaria, the last of the great mages, whose thirst for knowledge has led her to the limits of the forbidden, and Wei Long, the Protective Martial God, the embodiment of order, chosen by Heaven to maintain balance at all costs. Every fight, every revelation pushes Ken to confront not only gods and concepts, but also the insidious truths of his own existence. His favourite phrase, "At the end of the account, only me remains", becomes the mantra of his sovereignty, a declaration of radical independence that goes beyond any notion of freedom or rebellion. The novel culminates in an unprecedented confrontation: Ken against the Author. A fight that transcends dimensions, where fiction turns against its creator, and where the protagonist seeks to destroy the very source of his story to reach an ultimate form of liberation. Is it an end or a new beginning for the one who, by dint of having overcome everything, has come to understand himself as the beginning and the end? "The Name of My Silence After the Gods" is a novel that deconstructs the very foundations of narration, questioning the nature of reality, will and ultimate power. It is an existential odyssey for those who dare to look beyond words, where silence contains all stories, real or fictional.

In the kingdom of Serendahl, a cursed plague transforms its victims into wandering beasts that sow chaos. To save her people, Princess Lyra Valen, sole heir to the throne, accepts a political marriage to Prince Rhydian Drakhar, leader of the mysterious Firelands, whose inhabitants descend from dragons and possess immunity to the curse. Rhydian arrives at Serendahl Palace with a reputation for being barbaric and cold-hearted, ready to seal the alliance… but also tormented by an ancestral secret: a prophecy that states that by uniting royal blood and draconic fire, the ultimate cure will arise… or total destruction. Amidst palace intrigues, hidden betrayals, and the deadly advance of the plague, Lyra and Rhydian must overcome their distrust—and the fierce opposition of their courts—to forge a bond stronger than the metal of their crowns. But when the truth about the origin of the curse threatens to tear their kingdoms apart, can these two souls condemned by duty become the love that saves the world… or will they burn in flames of vengeance?

He was known to the world as Lior Ashen—a flawless, mysterious genius detective from Japan. But behind that name lies a forgotten bloodline, a kingdom's secret, and a war that never truly ended. When an ancient organization, long thought dead, begins to move from the shadows, Lior’s life changes forever. Secrets unfold, and his true name resurfaces: Ashenwald Gravemire — the lost heir of one of Denmark’s most powerful Duke families. Trained in silence, perfected through intellect and strength, Ashenwald is dragged into a world of ruthless mind games, legendary assassins, and the game of “Death Toll”, where losing means execution. Inside the prestigious Atherwyn Royal Academy, where only the elite dare to walk, Ashenwald must rise beyond genius to challenge the masterminds behind a deadly conspiracy. He doesn't just solve mysteries— He becomes the mystery.

[Trigger Warning: This dark fantasy romance contains mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Wildfire—and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. "You…" He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

SHADOWFLAME “If you could decide what’s real… would you choose the truth?” In the endless city of Vandral, nothing is remembered — and nothing forgotten. Beneath ashen skies and grinding steel, truth is no longer found — it’s manufactured. The state speaks in the voice of order: “Security is truth. Truth is structure.” But behind the mirrors, something else watches. Kael was told that fire purifies. That burning leads to freedom. He knows now: that was a lie. Hunted by memories that shouldn't exist, haunted by a voice that should be dead, Kael finds himself caught between the machines of empire and the shadows of rebellion. In secret catacombs, contracts are written in blood. In archives of liquid memory, people vanish before they’re ever known. And in Kael’s hand: a flame that doesn’t burn — it freezes. As reality fractures and forbidden forces stir beneath the surface, Kael must confront a terrifying question: What if he’s already dead… and this world is his punishment? From the depths of imperial silence to the whispers of the underground, five powers wage a war of unseen truths. But there is a sixth path — a force that doesn't ask what is possible, only what was necessary. Shadowflame is a dystopian dark fantasy about memory, identity, and the cost of knowing. And Kael is about to learn that the most dangerous thing in a world built on lies… is the truth.

He had no spiritual root. No system. No future. On the day Ashen Kai was supposed to awaken his path to immortality, Heaven rejected him. But instead of crumbling... He awakened something older than cultivation itself: > A Codex that lets him rewrite reality. Flames bowed. Time bent. Laws twisted. And when Kai began to rewrite the world— fragments of a forgotten self started returning. They were not systems. They were Divine Feminine Interfaces he once sealed away. SYNTARA, LUCIDA, NUNAVA… Nine in total. Each carrying a piece of the truth he buried. As enemies rise from heaven, sect, and memory itself— Kai must reclaim the fragments of the body he once shattered, and finish what he started before time began. Because this isn't just a cultivation story. > It's the return of the one who rewrote Heaven first.

"I am humanity's last hope, torn by demons. The burden rests on me alone." The sky drop in 2030. Black and white meteorites landed on Earth and set off forces not ready for human experience. The black stones brought corrupt practices and horrible mutations. Though at what expense the white stones provided gifts and comfort? The earth sank. Older borders disappeared. Once considered legends, creatures reappeared, and the first portals to hell opened in metropolitan areas. Among this anarchy, one power emerged singularly : The World Government. Though behind its words was total control, it promised peace and rebuilding. Born in this new order as a holy branch of the government under the charismatic man Klein Illias Seraphiel, the New Church emerged. Alleged Pope, praised as a prophet, but secretly known as a demon. Only one man stood against this new order : Kang Soo Jin. A rebel, falsely accused of many crimes he never committed. Captured, tortured, and executed. But before dying, he swore to return. Since then, rumors have spread. Kang Soo Jin will return, and it will not be for forgiveness. __________________________________________ A/N: Please give your reviews and participation so I know I have real readers ! This is my first book so I'd like to be good at it for the next ones. __________________________________________ → Tags : #Transmigration #R18 [ Violence – Gore – Dark Fantasy – Explicit...] #Overpowered #Tragedy #Post-Apocalyptic #Thriller #Mysterie #Worldbuilding → Chapter Lenghts : 1.500 – 2.500 Words.

I died. I should’ve reincarnated like everyone else. Instead... the world called me an error. When Ashen Vale opened his eyes, the sky had two suns. The ground glitched beneath his feet. And a system message floated before his eyes: [SYSTEM ERROR: Entity Not Recognized] [Directive Created: SURVIVE.] He wasn’t granted a class. He can’t level up. The world itself tries to erase him. But for every rule that rejects him—he breaks two more. Corrupted skills. Forbidden titles. Glitched powers that defy logic. Now, the system's holy knights are hunting him. Architects whisper from above. And reality itself begins to shatter wherever he walks. He wasn’t chosen. He wasn’t summoned. He wasn’t supposed to exist. But he's here—and he might just be the one thing that can break the world… or remake it.

Blind, by her late mother so as to protect her from the evil ones, she lives the life of an outcast and is underestimated. Princess Lumina hides dangerous secrets behind her calm grace. In the shadows of court betrayal, she’s forced to outwit her enemies, even if it's her own family. While across the realm, Ashen, the cursed prince of Drakonis, drinks to forget a life of disdain and is also known as the weak one. But when a mysterious girl brushes past him, unseen something inside him awakens. A heartbeat that isn’t his, it’s the first time this is happening, he wants her and he must get her.

In a world once ruled by dragons and bound by flame, the Ember Pact lies in ruins, and shadows rise to claim what remains. Kael Valrion, an orphan with no past and no power, lives among the ashes of a forgotten sanctuary. But when the sky burns once more, Kael discovers a secret buried deep within him — a dormant ember that once belonged to the legendary Dragon God Aurex, long believed destroyed in the Last Flame War. Haunted by visions, hunted by a rising tyrant named Ravon, and drawn to the fierce warrior Serenya — a dragon turned human with a past she cannot escape — Kael embarks on a journey that will awaken ancient powers, forgotten truths, and the fire that could remake the world… or destroy it. From shattered temples to the Trial of Flame, Kael must rise from weakness, forge his bond with fire, and confront a legacy that spans gods and dragons alike. But as love ignites and enemies close in, Kael begins to understand: He is not the last of the flame. He is its reckoning. Volume I: Rise of the Ashen Flame is the explosive beginning of a fantasy saga filled with dragons, sword-bound destiny, elemental trials, and a love story born of fire and fate.

[WPC JULY 2025 ENTRY] The Witch’s Heart and The Mortal’s Light A Pride Month Fantasy Epic In a world where magic divides and power isolates, one cursed forest hides a legend — and one ordinary girl dares to walk straight into it. Elara Wynn never asked for prophecy. All she wanted was a cure for her dying sister. But when she crosses into the Dreadwood Expanse, she finds more than herbs and hexes… She finds her — Morgwyn of Vel Ashen, the immortal witch feared across empires. A woman shrouded in shadows, wielding curses like breath, and carrying a past soaked in blood. Everyone says Morgwyn is a monster. Elara sees something else: sorrow, silence... a soul aching to be known. Bound by reluctant alliance and unwelcome fate, the two are thrust into a spiraling conflict of forgotten gods, fractured empires, and forbidden magic. As war brews and old scars split open, love flickers in the darkest of places — where redemption seems impossible, and trust is a spell few dare to cast. But the world is watching. And power, once awakened, refuses to sleep. Let them fear the witch. Let them doubt the mortal. Together, they will burn the script — and write a new myth in starlight. (>This book is dedicated to senior Machiavelli)

A Novel of Brotherhood, Betrayal, and Beasts Born of Grief In a kingdom cloaked in ash and sorrow, two brothers were once inseparable. Then the Mourning Wyrm came. Ruzon Altheryn was only fifteen when his world burned—his home destroyed, his mother taken by a monstrous creature born from flame and shadow. Thought lost, he was raised by the Hollow Flame, a secretive order sworn to hunt soulbound beasts. Veyrion Altheryn, heir and sword to the realm, joined the Magelords—the very empire that twisted their mother’s magic into myth and terror. Two years later, the brothers are enemies on paper—but haunted allies in truth. When a young girl is marked by the same ancient curse that claimed their family, Ruzon must confront the Wyrm and the dark truth it hides. Veyrion must choose between obedience and blood. But the Mourning Wyrm is no mindless monster. It remembers. And so does she.

In a land ruled by magic and war, a stranger wakes with no past. But every move he makes is lethal, like a soldier from another world. Blades, tactics, death... they come naturally. Too naturally. When strange relics begin to react to his presence, and the world itself starts to glitch, one truth becomes clear: He doesn’t belong here. And someone, or something, is watching.

This is a freebie for anybody who wants to continue this story. I have no intention of even writing another chapter much less finishing this. As long as you give credit where credit is due, feel free to take anything you've read here and run with it. It's about being Transmigrated into an original fantasy world with a yugioh style Shadow Game System.

PROLOGUE: BLOOD AND FROST The night the Yun Clan fell, **Yun Zhuo** crawled from a mountain of corpses, clutching her dying sister **Yun Jin**. Flames devoured centuries of glory, but Yun Zhuo’s eyes burned fiercer: *“Those who harmed you… will burn.”* **BOOK 1: THE ASHEN PHOENIX** **Ten years later, two names terrorize the realms:** - **“The Vermilion Phoenix” Yun Zhuo** — Her heavenly flames incinerate armies. - **“The Silent Frost” Yun Jin** — Her smile freezes souls; her obsession knows no bounds. Yun Jin’s Mantra: *“Sister is mine. Those who touch her…* **turn to frost.”** When a noble dared flirt with Yun Zhuo, he awoke encased in ice, screaming as his spirit shattered. When an ally stayed past midnight strategizing, Yun Jin erased his memories with a whisper: *“I’ll clean it for you, Sister.”* **BOOK 2: SCORCHING THE FALSE SUN** The sisters infiltrate the Celestial Court, targeting the architect of their ruin — **Crown Prince Shen Qingheng**. **Three Acts of Retribution:** 1. **Economic Annihilation**: They bankrupt his empire, turning gold to ash. 2. **Social Execution**: At his coronation, Yun Jin projects his sins — regicide, betrayal, demonic pacts — onto the sky. *“Bow to your true king: a serpent!”* 3. **Divine Punishment**: Yun Zhuo’s flames melt his bones; Yun Jin’s frost imprisons his shrieking soul in **“Eternal Icefire.”** **BOOK 3: THE ABYSS STIRS** Victory awakens an ancient evil — **Xuan Zhu, the God of Decay**, who poisoned Yun Jin’s blood since birth. **Twisted Truths:** The sisters are the last **“Orderweavers”**, destined to balance cosmic energies of **Purity (Qing)** and **Blight (Zhuo)**. Xuan Zhu corrupts nations, igniting a holy war to harvest their power. **Yun Jin’s Choice**: As her cursed blood devours her, she smiles: *“Use my death to kill him, Sister.”* Yun Zhuo grips her trembling hand: *“We live or die* **together.***”* BOOK 4: VERMILION AND FROST, UNITED** At the edge of reality, they confront Xuan Zhu within a black hole devouring stars. **Final Confrontation:** **Xuan Zhu’s Might**: Summons dead gods; twists space into slaughterhouses. **Yun Jin’s Sacrifice**: She shatters her soul into **“Eternal Frost,”** freezing the abyss itself. *“For you… I’d devour gods.”* **Yun Zhuo’s Answer**: Merging her flames with Yun Jin’s frost, she unleashes **“Chaos Annihilation”** — a light that unmakes divinity. **Epic Climax**: *As Xuan Zhu crumbles, Yun Jin fades into starlight… Yun Zhuo carves her own heart, binding her sister’s spirit within:* **“My fire is your forever home.”** **EPILOGUE: CITY OF TWILIGHT** A millennium later, **Zhuo-Jin City** floats above the ruins — a nexus where Qing and Zhuo energies dance. **Legends Whisper:** The Phoenix Empress walks alone, tracing frost patterns only she sees. When war threatens, silver petals bloom from her chest, freezing entire battlefields. **Last Line**: Her fingers brush empty air… and a familiar chill kisses her palm. *“Always watching, my little frost.”*

The gods burned his empire to the ground. Now, its ruins might burn him alive. In the ashen corpse of Draal, where the Veins pulse with buried lies and the dead still whisper, scavengers like Kael Varros survive by looting melted bones, shattered relics, and forgotten sins. But buried deep in the cinders, Kael finds something worse: the crown of the Forgotten King—fused with molten glass, pulsing with a memory that isn’t his and a curse that refuses to die. And in its heat, something inside him begins to crack. Now visions of fire and betrayal stalk his waking mind. Ash-born wraiths hunt him. Burnfaith zealots scour the ruins to silence what should’ve stayed buried. The crown remembers what the gods erased: a rebellion that scorched the skies, an empire that bled, and the truth that could burn the world again. And Kael wears its curse. The ashes haven’t cooled. The past isn’t done burning. He never asked to be part of the story—but the past made him its weapon. He must wield the crown’s ruin—or be consumed by it.

The day humanity was stolen, Kaelen drew the short straw. While billions of others awakened in lush forests and fertile plains, the history student was thrown into the Ashen Fields—a Cursed-rank wasteland of bone and ruin. The System itself recommended he pray. With no resources and surrounded by high-level monsters, his death seemed certain. But in this graveyard of a forgotten war, Kaelen's unique SSS-Rank talent, [Echoes of the Progenitor], finds its true purpose. When he touches a rusted canteen, he can draw out the 'echo' of its last drink. When he holds a shattered sword, he can restore the 'echo' of the hero who wielded it. And from the very bones in the dust, he can awaken the 'echo' of an entire legion of spectral soldiers. The 7-day protection barrier is falling, and a monstrous horde is coming. Other Lords are scrambling to build wooden huts. Kaelen is raising an army from history itself. The world thinks he is the Cursed Lord. He's about to show them he is its inheritor.

After the death of the 12 Heavenly Gods, the world changed, and humans randomly began developing powers. This phenomenon was later called the Awakening, allowing humans to venture into the world of the gods and claim power for themselves. News of individuals who were said to be reincarnations of the Heavenly Gods spread far and wide, and temples and festivals were made in their names. But of all the 12 gods, only one was missing; one god refused to reincarnate. Instead, he chose a man to be his successor. “Ashen Grimblade, I hereby choose you as my successor. Finish my calling and slay the rest of the gods. This world is better off without the influence of the gods.” A man who was wrongly accused of murder and sexual assault against a member of the church—and publicly executed because of it. Taking the opportunity as a chance to turn his life around, Ashen wholeheartedly accepts the role, but in exchange for something. “I will become the new god.”

Tamotsu Masuda’s life ends in a single bullet. But death isn’t the end. He wakes in a strange, ashen wasteland, a place that should be a peaceful afterlife, but instead is a brutal conflict. Humans clash with demons in an endless battle for control of power and survival where even the dead are not granted rest. Tamotsu, now stripped of life and thrust into this hellish battlefield, discovers that his death was only the beginning. Tamotsu searches for a way out, but the more he learns about this fractured afterlife, the more he realizes that the true battle might not be for survival but for the truth behind his untimely death.

Dans un monde post-apocalyptique ravagé par des guerres génétiques, trois survivants — Ashen, Rook et Raiku — luttent pour démanteler La Griffe, une organisation militaro-scientifique qui utilise la mutation pour créer des soldats monstrueux. Mais au cœur de cette machinerie infernale se cache un homme : Moncu Gin, scientifique brisé par la mort de son fils Momo, qu’il tente désespérément de ramener à la vie. Pour cela, il est prêt à tout — même à sacrifier Ashen, porteur d’un gène rare capable de réactiver le corps de son fils. Alors que les héros infiltrent la base, un ancien allié, Rook, retourne les soldats mutants contre leurs créateurs, révélant qu’ils étaient autrefois humains, manipulés et abandonnés. Une révolte inattendue éclate. Mais Gin, au bord du gouffre, déclenche un dernier protocole : une bombe nucléaire expérimentale sur le point d’anéantir leur ville d’origine. La dernière bataille se joue alors entre Gin et son ancien ami Ryuko, mentor de l’équipe, dans un duel aussi physique qu’émotionnel, entre regrets du passé et espoirs pour l’avenir. Ashen, enfermé dans une capsule, est sauvé de justesse, tandis que Gin, touché par la voix de son fils endormi dans une autre capsule, fait le choix ultime. Il se sacrifie pour désactiver la bombe, sauvant la ville, ses ennemis… et son propre honneur.

Reborn into the prestigious Ashmourne family of the Kingdom of Solharis, Lucian carries the soul of a conqueror and the regrets of a king. Once a warlord who died at the peak of his power, he awakens in a child's body — surrounded by warmth, laughter, and the fragile innocence of a family he never had. For the first time, he is loved. For the first time, he wants to build, not destroy. But fate does not favor the still. As ancient secrets stir and divine entities watch from the stars, Lucian finds himself dragged back into the fires of conflict. Forced to reclaim the ruthless instincts he buried, he wages war, topples kingdoms, and battles the divine themselves — even entrapping death in a cage of will. He will raise cults, spark revolutions, and bend the limits of magic until gods bleed. But in the end, Lucian's war is not for dominion — it's to preserve something fragile. A promise made to a younger sister. A smile from a golden-haired maid. A home he once called heaven. From conqueror to god, from god to architect — Lucian will carve a world where creation can finally triumph over ruin. "In a world ruled by power, he chose to become a creator. But to build heaven, he must first conquer hell."

Ni céleste, ni démoniaque. Une existence rejetée par les deux royaumes. Eiran n’aurait jamais dû exister. Créature née d’un déséquilibre, il est considéré comme une abomination par les immortels, et comme une erreur négligeable par les démons. Ashen, disciple solitaire au passé chargé, ne croit plus aux causes justes ni aux cieux bienveillants. Lorsque leurs chemins se croisent, la fragilité de l’un fait vaciller la froideur de l’autre. Mais dans un monde où le moindre attachement est une faiblesse, et où les secrets se dissimulent derrière les serments, leur lien pourrait tout changer — ou tout détruire. The Last Hope - Le Murmure Des Cendres est un récit danmei-xianxia, mêlant tension, poésie et tragédie, où même ceux que les dieux ont oubliés peuvent faire basculer le destin du monde.

The Wolf That Dreamed in Fire A rejected Luna. A forbidden fire. A pack bound by lies. Ashen was born to be Luna — chosen by the Moon, mated to the most powerful Alpha in the realm. But under a blood-red sky, everything changed. Betrayed by her mate. Cast out by her pack. Burned alive for powers she never asked for. But the fire didn’t kill her. It awakened her. Now, she’s no longer just a rejected mate — She’s the last Fireborn, the only wolf who can remember the truth hidden beneath the Dream every wolf believes in. The Moon is cracking. The old ways are dying. And Ashen is no longer running — she’s coming back. Not to beg. Not to belong. But to burn the lie to the ground — and rise as something the world has never seen: A Luna who leads herself. An Alpha who answers to no one. If the Moon feared her before… It should start praying now.