Art Of Fall Of Cybertron

[Anime + Game + Light Novel + Virtual World + Teamwork + Romance + Adventure + Love] In 2038, a massive full-dive VRMMORPG called 《Eternal Art Online》 was launched to worldwide acclaim. This game introduced the revolutionary "Neural-link system " — a groundbreaking technology that bypassed traditional controls entirely. By simply wearing a neural interface device known as the legendary “Mind Gear”, players could enter an expansive fantasy world that felt as real as life itself. In this world, every sword swing, every movement, and even the most intricate combat techniques were all driven directly by the player’s consciousness. Kiriya Jin was once a top-tier gamer who dominated competitive leaderboards across countless titles. But fate can be unforgiving — when reality struck hard, he lost nearly everything. At the lowest point of his life, he happened to rescue a girl being chased through the streets. What he didn’t know was that this single act of kindness would become the turning point of his destiny... The story may start off a bit slow, but every setup leads to something bigger. Please stay with it—your support and follows mean the world to me!

Peter is an 18-year-old high school student who seems to have it all—he’s charming, strong, and popular, especially with girls. But there’s a problem: he can’t stay faithful to anyone. He jumps from one relationship to the next, never sticking around long enough to truly care. Since he was born, Peter has struggled with depression, high blood pressure, and family problems. These issues have made it hard for him to love or commit. Now, the question is: Will he ever meet someone who truly changes his heart? Or will his problems make him more powerful and deadly.  

************************* he leaned his head against her with his eyes closed he spoke in a cold voice " They took everything from us, humiliated us and treated as merchandise now its time to make them pay" with that he opened his eyes with a decisive burning determination swimming in them "Will you walk with me in this path i shall take" he asked looking into her eyes searching for the answer he knew " even if you are going to hell take me with you" she said looking back into his eyes with the same determination ************************** Damion a young teen used by those who call themselves the Bluebloods to make outstanding success and money at the expense of his life not willing to let go even at the point of death Kendra a Blueblood used and scorned by those she called Family even by the one she loved to death Two broken souls as their paths meet, how far do you think their taste for vengeance will go? will they find redemption in each other or will they both fall into hell

In a world where dreams are painted in betrayal and broken hearts, she is the canvas everyone wants to claim. Liora Solene thought art academy would be her escape — a place where she could finally leave behind the ghosts of a painful childhood. Instead, she finds herself tangled in a dangerous love triangle: A charming musical theatre major who promises freedom but hides his own wounds. A quiet film director who sees her as both muse and masterpiece. And a vengeful ex-boyfriend who refuses to let her go—even if it means destroying everything she builds. As secrets unravel and lies stack higher, Liora must fight to protect her art, her future, and, most of all, herself. In the end, the hardest choice isn’t between them. It's between who she was and who she dares to become.

"Sword Cultivators may die standing, but they shall never live on their knees!" Xie Xuanyi fell into the Northern Sea, yet, under the nourishment of the "Undying Spring," he unexpectedly welcomed a second life. Chronic ailments had faded, and new flames reignited. A single ember can set the fields ablaze. Enchantresses, Sword Immortals, Buddhist disciples... A multitude of demons danced chaotically as a great tide approached, heralding another golden age! In his previous life, his body was frail; in this life, he would refine his body with golden vital energy, achieving indestructible, crystal-clear Vajra bones! If the three hundred flying swords of the past were all broken, then he would forge an entire Sword Qi Cave Heaven! "Talismans, formation patterns, Daoist techniques—I only know so much—" Xie Xuanyi sat alone within a great array, with his former long sword placed across his knees. "Who says the path realized by Sword Cultivators can only be the Sword Dao?"

Derik Halvorsen was born brilliant—and broken. Raised in silence by a violent ex-military father in rural Montana, Derik never cried, never connected, never forgot. By sixteen, he could dismantle any system, crack any server, and understand evil better than any therapist who ever tried to study him. And then one night… he made his first move. When his father dies under mysterious—but eerily clean—circumstances, the police rule it an accident. Derik disappears. No leads. No trace. Just one new ghost in the system. But Derik didn’t run. He evolved. Armed with a list of names—abusers, traffickers, corrupt prosecutors—he begins executing brutal, calculated murders that look like suicides, accidents, or divine punishment. Every kill is a message. Every detail, a signature. He doesn’t murder for revenge. He murders for balance. As federal agents begin to catch on, whispers spread in the underworld—someone is out there correcting the justice system’s mistakes. A living algorithm. A myth. A nightmare. But Derik isn’t hiding anymore. He’s building something. And the deeper he goes, the more powerful enemies take notice—some who don’t want to stop him… and others who want to use him. Because sometimes, the only thing worse than a broken system is the man who learns how to perfectly destroy it. ⸻ Themes • Morality vs justice • Systemic failure • Psychological trauma • The mind of a killer • Cold logic vs emotional chaos

I was born with a silver coffin. A legacy forged not in gold, but in contracts, lawsuits, and corporate blood. My name is Lu Siyan, heir to the empire of the demon-king known as Father. An empire built on broken backs, smiling fangs, and boardroom executions. And today—today is the day it all begins to fall. Not with victory. Not with power. But with something far more terrifying. Failure. Glorious, theatrical, headline-worthy failure. The kind that unravels dynasties, bankrupts legacies, and makes shareholders weep into golden tissues. My vengeance is not a sword—it’s a balance sheet hemorrhaging red ink. They thought I was weak. A drama-addled heir, born to inherit, not dismantle. They were wrong. I will lose with such magnificence, even the economy will collapse in awe. And when my father sees the empire he built rot from the inside, devoured by the chaos he raised? He’ll understand. This is not rebellion. This is performance art in flames. Call it insanity. Call it legacy. I call it Act One.

The Steppeborn: The Art of War and the Broken Path The steppe was never conquered. It was unmade. The Orontai rode like wind across the grasslands, their breath bound to sky and silence, not cities or thrones. But the Zhong Empire came with iron phalanxes and talismans of fire. They did not bring war. They brought extinction. Altan was born to that vanishing. A child without elemental gift. Voiceless. Spirit-null. Unwanted. Yet when the Zhong burned the clans, he did not beg. He fought. And when his mother, the last Flamecaller, stood alone on the ridge and whispered “Run,” he obeyed. Not to survive. But to remember. Hunted and broken, he fled west to the edge of the world, a place left blank on every chart, not out of myth, but because no one who entered ever returned. There, in the forbidden abyss known only in old blood and older fear, he fell into something deeper than legend. A chasm where cultivation dies and pain speaks. When he returned, the war had changed. But so had he. As phalanx legions rise and empires tighten their grip, a different kind of war begins. Formations clash in passes narrow as memory. Shields lock. Spears break. Blood spills in the thousands. There are no gods here. No destiny. Only discipline, silence, and the will to endure. And the storm no longer comes from the sky. It rises from the chasm. "This story is also being published on RoyalRoad.com under the same title and author."

The aftermath of the 5th saibia war--ruins from the war still holds in the world,with seven great nation and which...the United nation of fire suffered more crisis from the war, goofy gogjen with the guidance of his sister rise through the ranks,he went from a goofy average Royal teenager,to his imperial clan's child of destiny. He faced a lot of obstacle,considered the weakest child of destiny of any top clan,he had to work hard on himself,he then realized the disturbing truth of his preduccessors at the age of 17,it became his obligation to redeem his clan.... Tian Gogjen a name sealed in the apex level after 22 years of training... He became a god

A failed fashion designer opens a controversial nude figure drawing school in Tokyo. Students come to confront trauma, identity, and intimacy. Every sketch becomes a window into repressed desire—and every pose, a confession.

A Sex offender on deathrow got reincarnated as the king of a dying nation, will he change his ways or will he continue on the path that led to his doom? Villains never win. No matter how powerful they always fall. Especially ones who became gods

From a hunted outcast burdened by an unspeakable past… to a reluctant hero wielding terrifying, untamed power— Akenzua’s journey is one of self-discovery, survival, and painful transformation. Haunted by guilt, driven by justice, and feared by many, he walks a line between what he was and what he might become. His identity defies every category—neither Divine nor fully human, marked by a past he can’t outrun and a future he must forge alone. With power born of destruction now turned to protection, Volume 1 of King of the Fall ends with one resounding question: What does it truly mean to be King of the Fall? Is it destiny a crushing burden he has to bear alone or maybe an unexpected chance to redefine what protecting the innocent means, in a world desperate for a new kind of savior

He was once a kind boy — loyal to family, faithful to love, and full of hope. But kindness means nothing in a world that spits on your loyalty. Roman died betrayed. His stepbrother beat him. His girlfriend cheated. His family used him like a slave — and when the world ended, they threw him to the undead. But death wasn’t the end. Roman was reborn — weeks before the apocalypse that would erase humanity. And this time? No more mercy. No more weakness. This time, Roman builds his empire in the shadows, manipulates nations, steals resources before the collapse, and creates a stronghold while the world sleeps peacefully — blind to the hell that’s coming. > What?! A supermarket in New York is completely wiped out overnight! Japan’s largest food storage warehouse was found empty — zero inventory, massive losses. Similar cases in South Korea and Australia? No trace, no witnesses. Just... gone. One man is preparing. One man is rising. Roman. But just when he thinks he's the only one pulling the strings in the dark... Others begin to move. Reincarnated. Ruthless. Just like him. The game is no longer survival. It's domination. In this new world, only one king can rule from the shadows. And Roman will burn the world before he kneels.

In a world divided between White and Dark, a desperate act of hope sparks the rise of something new. White, a young man trained by three powerful masters, fails to defeat the overwhelming force of Dark. Facing great loss, his masters use forbidden Arts to send his potential two hundred years into the past, sacrificing him to rewrite fate. Unknown to each other, each master secretly embeds their personal wish into the transfer, forever altering the shape of destiny. This is the story of Grey, a bastard born to a noble and raised as a commoner, a boy reincarnated in the world of White and Dark with White's potential. On the eve of the annual monster hunt, everything will change for him.

Takara Minami has always been a burst of light in the darkest rooms—talkative, expressive, and stubbornly hopeful even after losing nearly everything. When he transfers to a prestigious high school and moves into the dorms, he’s forced to share a room with the last kind of person he can understand: Kayo Tsukishiro. Quiet. Reclusive. Precise. A boy with headphones always on and eyes that never quite meet his. At first, they clash. Loud meets quiet. Chaos meets control. But over late-night arguments, silent dinners, and the fragile intimacy of shared space, something begins to grow—something that looks a lot like friendship. Maybe even more. As their lives intertwine and they move through school, loss, distance, and first heartbreaks, Takara and Kayo learn that love isn’t just the fire between opposites—it’s the slow burn of choosing someone again and again, even when it’s hard. Even when it means letting go. Years later, fate brings them back together—older, bruised, changed. Living across the hall from each other in a Tokyo apartment building, they’re faced with the echoes of what was and the question that never really died: Can you still fall in love with the person who once broke your heart—if they’ve become someone new? A coming-of-age, slow-burn boy’s love story about grief, healing, and the long road to choosing love with your whole self. "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com”

In the Immortal Empire of Liangxi, cultivation is sacred—and bones are burned to keep the dead silent. But Liang Shen, a soul-less grave carver, hears them whisper. Born without a spiritual root, he stumbles upon the Bone Scripture, a forgotten cultivation path carved into ancient bones. With each piece he absorbs, his strength grows. So does the chorus of voices in his head. Sent to destroy him is Qin Yao, the gifted granddaughter of a sect leader. But a blood ritual gone wrong binds their fates—and their souls. As forbidden techniques resurface and history reveals its lies, the two must choose between love and annihilation. The world calls him a heretic. The heavens want him erased. But the dead remember him—and they won’t be silenced again. Bone Scripture: The Art of Decay is a dark xianxia romance filled with forbidden power, psychological tension, undead souls, and a tragic bond that may save—or shatter—the world.

✨ The Fall of an Angel ✨ A Rebirth. A Mystery. A Second Chance in a World of Magic. Angel Galván had it all—wealth, prestige, and the corner office of a powerful corporation. But when he stood on the rooftop one quiet night, haunted by regrets and dreams left unrealized, a shadowed figure pushed him into the abyss. His life ended in a blink… and then began again. He awakens not in the afterlife, but in the arms of a young, vibrant version of his mother—in a world where magic is real, beasts lurk in the mountains, and destiny is written not in ink, but in aura and steel. Reborn as a child with the full knowledge of his past life, Angel must navigate this strange new realm of supernatural clans, ancient powers, and political intrigue. As he grows, he discovers a mysterious force awakening within him—one that sets him apart from others. But the question remains: Who pushed him? Why was he sent here? And is this second life truly a gift… or a curse? In this emotional and epic fantasy tale, The Fall of an Angel explores the weight of regret, the power of imagination, and the thrill of discovering one’s true purpose in a world reborn.

In The Fall of Shadows, Jack Mayors (Obsidian Seven), now a hunted “ghost,” fights to dismantle Echelon’s bio-agent plot threatening Geneva. Joined by loyal ally Colton Drake and torn agent Alicia Renner, he faces new foe Vance and Cyrus’s lingering menace. As betrayals deepen and Colton Drake falls, Jack’s “dead cold” vengeance drives a bloody showdown, stopping the strike but leaving him rogue in a world of vanishing truth. A noir saga of betrayal, loss, and redemption, Jack’s war against Echelon tests his soul, with no one left but his fight. A sequel to SECRETS IN THE GRAY

Encroached by the reality of death and haunted by his own fading life... Tunde, a small-time Lagos fraudster, is once again running— from debt, from danger, from himself. But this time, he's also running toward something: $10 million. A mother on the brink. A loan shark with a blade. A price on his head he can’t afford to pay. And then— into another world. A world bridled with war, magic, and monsters. Will he escape this time? Or will death finally catch him? May Einar’s notes reveal what is hidden.

[Inspired by Real Life Story] For those beautiful hearts , who cried hard only to become stone later. She stood alone in the silence , the echoes of past still haunt her. Love always seemed to run far away from her, slipping from her fingers like sand in the wind. And then , briefly , there was him -the one who made her believe in love .That seemed to be happy ever after but she was wrong , it was just a fleeting moment. Another came , promising of forever, only to break her heart again. Her heart is shattered in million pieces , the question lingers- Will she ever be able to believe in love again? Or she will just turn into petrified soul.

Alex was tired of being broke. Tired of pretending. Tired of watching others win a game he didn't even understand. A failed job interview leads him into the world of a mysterious millionaire who reveals the hidden truths about money, power, and control. Under his mentorship, Alex discovers the Financial System... That wealth isn’t about hard work... Just as he begins to rise, he collides with the Sovereign Circle, a secret group that doesn’t just make money… they control it. Now, Alex must face his biggest choice yet: Play the game or rewrite the rules.

Dual Cultivation is an art. The more you focus on doing the art, the worse it becomes. Only when doing it becomes part of the art itself, does one truly experience it to its fullest. You will know you understand only when you can't tell the singer from the song, dancer from the dance, and the daoist partners from the dao. This is true enlightenment in the art of dual cultivation ... The 'Naked Sword Art' is a personal skill of mine. It isn't perfect yet, but I believe it will one day be the greatest dual cultivation technique known to man. I am the fucker of mothers, stripper of daughters, and the bane of all men and husbands alike. I am a blind dual cultivator. . . . [ Tags ] R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Feet | Thick | Thicc | Milf | Gilf | Choking | Out doors | Humiliation | Nymph | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action | Demon | Handsome MC | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Wise . . . https://discord.gg/SFyWcze **Art work is not mine. If you want me to take it down please contact me**

Xian Li, heir to the Celestial Blade, an ancient and mystical sword forged by the gods themselves. From birth, Xian Li’s potential was unmatched, his fate intertwined with the divine essence of martial power. He was fated to become the most powerful martial artist in the world. But destiny, like the blade itself, can be sharp and unforgiving. The story of Xian Li is one not of ascension, but of a tragic fall from grace.

The fall of the greatest empire was inevitable, it's vast territory betrays it's own victory "The fall was necessary, for a new era to rise once more"

Lorelei Adams finds love at a time she gave up on it , She finally allows herself to fall in love again.

Kaito Iwakura lives the perfect life of indifference, hiding his intelligence behind a mask of laziness and arrogance. By keeping his head down and avoiding attention, he coasts through school unnoticed, ensuring no one expects anything from him. His genius remains a secret, and that’s exactly how he likes it. The Art of Blending In is a story of mastering the balance between blending in and staying comfortably under the radar, where the greatest threat is standing out.

Centuries have passed. The world has changed. Five hundred years after The Fall, a cataclysmic event that annihilated over 90% of Earth's life, Kael awakens from deep hibernation into a world unrecognizable. Earth lies in ruin, twisted forests and desert lands stretch infinitely, and monstrous abominations now prowl the lands. But The Fall didn’t just break the world, it transformed it. A mysterious force appeared, Dream Energy and humanity’s survivors evolved. Those who can wield it are known as Ascenders, capable of shaping reality and harnessing the elements. The rest? Powerless. Forgotten, called Regulars. Kael finds that he is one of them. Dream Energy passes through him like wind through a grave. In a new world that values might above all, Kael is determined to live a fulfilling life, whatever it takes. However, he soon finds out there is a very thin line between extinction and ascension.

Chester Vegner is the best soldier the BIC has, wakes up falling—plummeting through the sky of a planet no one even knew existed. A few seconds later, he’s crashing into a world teeming with bizarre, semi-humanoid creatures and medieval lunacy. Will he forge unlikely friendships, conquer adversity through the power of camaraderie, and help those in need? Hell no. He’ll survive. He’ll manipulate. And if he has to, he’ll weaponize every freakish thing that crawls on this cursed land. With only a bloodthirsty, sarcastic, and disturbingly curious AI named Mag as his unwanted sidekick, Chester is going to do whatever it takes to get back home. Mag, on the other hand, is just in it for the body count... strictly for research purposes, of course. If you're looking for a hero, you've opened the wrong novel. Chester doesn't do “good” unless there's a guarantee he'll be paid—or feared—for it. Even this far from home, he's still chasing revenge. And he won’t stop. Because the only thing keeping him going is one burning truth: If they took away his light, he’ll become their darkness. Even if there’s no one left to see it. What can you expect from this novel? - A detailed narrative - A well-founded story - A fantasy universe on realistic foundations - A touch of sci-fi wrapped in a fantasy cloak