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Tunnel Plug

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 680.1K Views

God Of Crafting

For five years, I've lived the life of a failure. Smashing my hands against the wooden target in hopes of entering a meditative state; a necessary step to becoming a cultivator. For five years, I've faced nothing but disappointment, looks of pity, and meager attempts at encouragement. But everything has to come to an end. An end, that for me, became a new beginning! Circuits, wires, and capacitors? Or maybe spirit powder, Spricur crystals, and Qi gathering formations? In a world where cultivation is, for most, merely a hobby and the worlds of mysticism and science are divided, I shall be the one to craft a bridge between the two! Why rely on ancient arrays to harness dense Qi? Isn't it easier to buy one of my converters, plug it into the wall, and be done with it? Is your gaming console malfunctioning, yet no tech shop can find the cause? Have you tried this the exorcising swatter 3.0? And you! Yes, you, the one whose reflection appears on the screen on your phone once you block it! Why would you buy static figurines if you can come to my shop... And get your hands on waifus that will actively flirt with you? Come all ye troubled souls, and allow this God to craft a solution to all your problems! ***Technical side of things*** Daily release: 2ch/day Sunday release: 3ch + accumulated bonus chapters from mass release goals listed below ////////////All Milestones are subject to change/////////////// For every 100 winwin unlocks: 2 bonus chapters For every 50 ps: 1 bonus chapter For every 3 reviews: 1 bonus chapter Supergifts: 3 bonus chapters Me having a good day: 1 bonus, not-mass release chapter a day on days it applies >.>
MotivatedSloth · 1M Views

Rebirth: I Am The Devil

Lucifer Morningstar. Yeah, I know—sounds like a joke, right? Who names their kid after the Devil himself? My father, of course. Abaddon Morningstar, a deluded Satanist obsessed with bringing about the end times. And because of him, I spent my entire life in the shadow of a name I couldn’t escape. Growing up in a house where rituals, blood, and darkness were commonplace, I became a pariah, bullied by everyone—family, friends, and even strangers. No one saw past the name. No one saw me. Instead, I was just "Lucifer," destined to inherit the dark legacy of some fallen god. But then came Celeste. My half-little sister. The one bright spot in my miserable existence. She was everything I wasn’t—kind, innocent, pure. I swore to protect her from the nightmare that was our father. In a world where I was tainted by my own blood, Celeste was my only redemption. But life never plays fair. One tragic night, everything changed. In a brutal twist of fate, my world shattered. My father’s madness escalated, leading to a catastrophe that stole everything I held dear. My sister, the only person I ever truly loved, was taken from me, leaving me with nothing but a bitter emptiness and the anger of an entire lifetime. He said, "A devil shouldn't care about 'inferiors'." ...but I did. I cared. And that’s what made my fall so much more unforgivable in his eyes. I swore vengeance on the man who tore my world apart. And I succeeded but at the cost of a runic ceremonial dagger plugged into my heart that drained the last bit of my life force. As the dagger crushed my heart, everything faded. Darkness. Silence. Then... nothing. At first, I thought it was the end. Maybe I’d finally been claimed by the darkness my father worshipped. But then I awoke, gasping for breath in a new world. ------------------------ Check out my works. Reincarnated As Karna With System Mahabharata I Become A Mob Character In A Novel
Suryaputra_Karna01 · 2K Views

I NEED MY EX BACK WITH THE HELP OF A SPELL CASTER URGENT 2025

To whoever is reading this, I want you to know that there is always light at the end of the tunnel. Last month, I was in a really bad place with my husband. We had lost track of each other, and the cracks in our relationship had grown deeper when he said to me, “I don’t think I’m happy anymore.” My heart dropped. It wasn’t the first time he’d said something like this, but this time, the words hung between us like a dark cloud. There was no fight, no resolution—just silence.I had tried everything: therapy, weekend getaways, even couples’ counseling. Nothing seemed to work. The love I had once felt for him felt distant, like something I couldn’t quite remember, and the thought of starting over made me feel even more lost. One day, I was searching online when I came across a post by a lady who Priest Ade had helped. So, I took his contact from there and messaged him on WhatsApp. He told me that sometimes, the answer doesn’t come from outside forces, but from within the people who are willing to work through the pain and try again.He gave me instructions on what to do and promised me that in 48 hours, everything would be well. I’m still in shock—my husband came back home and apologized. We worked everything out. I used to have doubts about these things, but not anymore. He can help you too. Contact: Email: ancientspiritspellcast@gmail.com WhatsApp : +2348100170928 Website: https://ancientspellcast.wordpress.com
Nicole_Miller_4553 · 353 Views

Dungeon jumper [bl]

In 2000 humanity underwent drastic changes when tunnels appeared, humans began awakening and with this awakening the trials pulled all those who awakened in to learn as quickly as possible how to use there new found energy to defend themselves. Because of the harsh conditions caused by rapid evolution of everything in the world humans had to fight for everything and all humans have a status they must fill. Aadi originates from an unawakened home as the oldest born only 5 years after the tunnels appeared, humans to try and increase standing have as many children as they can to try and hit on the chance of even one of their children being a high awakener, he has 10 younger siblings and low potential started working as a farmer at the base they live at the age of five while also cleaning up and looking after his younger siblings while his parents never bother with any except the youngest who had high potential at birth. They gave basic nutrients packs, water, and clothes while they live in a crowded three bedroom apartment when a tunnel appears in the middle of the field while working one day causing him to be dragged in. Fortunately it was the lowest slime dungeon, unfortunately he was knocked unconscious when being dragged in and buried under dirt that also poured in by the time he woke the awakened had already closed the tunnel leaving him stuck in another world. This is my first attempt at a story please tell me of any mistakes, incongruencies or grammar problems as well as your honest opinion on the concept.
Kayle_ezel · 121.7K Views

Fighting Devil

In the neon-lit, sprawling metropolis of Mira, the Grand Universe Fighting Association (GUFA) reigns supreme, drawing the fiercest warriors from across the galaxy. This cyberpunk dystopia, teeming with hedonistic nightlife and perpetual summer, hides a brutal heart where the only rule is that there are no rules. Here, dreams are built on the broken bodies of the fallen, and the price of glory is paid in blood. Amidst the chaos and glamour of Mira, another world exists in its shadowy depths—the City of the Depths. Within this labyrinth of tunnels lies the Underground, a savage arena where only the most insane dare to compete. Organized by the shadowy lords of the underworld, these unsanctioned fights are a brutal spectacle of blood and violence, where the crowds' thirst for carnage is unquenchable. Eli, a once-promising mixed martial arts coach now fallen from grace, navigates this dark world, covering local fight promotions to survive. Disillusioned and broken, Eli's life takes an unexpected turn when he discovers a mysterious young boy in the depths of the Underground. The boy, with snow-white hair, crimson eyes, and a body adorned with tattoos and scars, exudes a deadly aura that captivates Eli. Intrigued by the boy's potential and haunted by his own past failures, Eli sees a chance at redemption. As he delves deeper into the dark underbelly of Mira, he becomes entangled in a web of violence and intrigue, where the line between mentor and monster blurs. What secrets does the boy hide, and what will Eli sacrifice to uncover the truth?
DaebeeWorld · 1.7K Views
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