Coronet Wisps

The world, born billions of years ago, has been shaped and transformed by humanity's relentless drive for evolution and innovation. Over the ages, countless myths and legends emerged, igniting belief so powerful it birthed a force akin to creation itself: faith energy. This energy, fueled by humanity's collective consciousness, began to reshape reality in subtle but profound ways. Guided by a mysterious being, a formless guardian charged with maintaining balance, a plan was set into motion. Using the collected faith energy, the guardian crafted a new world — a perfect mirror of Earth — and duplicated a fragment of every human soul to inhabit it. But even the formless one, with all its knowledge, could miscalculate. In a twist of fate, some actual souls, not wisps, were reborn in this parallel realm, leaving their original bodies lifeless. One such soul belonged to Ariase Ruiz. On an ordinary evening, as he returned home, a wave of blinding light washed over him. Time stopped for everyone else, yet Ariase alone felt his soul shift, untethered. When he awoke, he found himself in a world eerily familiar yet unmistakably altered, his body regressed to that of his twelve-year-old self. But as Ariase steps back into the halls of his former school, he realizes that everything is different — his world has changed, in ways he cannot yet fathom. Now, Ariase must navigate this rewritten reality, unravel its mysteries, and come to terms with his place in a world that is both his and not his at all.

For millennia, humanity has pondered the mysteries of the soul. Is it a wisp of energy carrying our essence, or merely a byproduct of the brain's intricate machinery? Does it persist beyond the veil of death, or does it extinguish like a spent candle? In an unexpected twist of fate, it appeared the answers to these profound questions possibly could be provided by a very unique story belonging to a man whose fate is very interesting itself. Originally, he was a famous gangster by trade where he had carved his path through violence and fear.Yet, in a surprising turn, he found himself sacrificing his life to protect someone he loved and cared dearly, As darkness finally claimed him, he expected oblivion or hell at the very least as his final rest but as the owner of an interesting fate, itself seemed, had other plans for him.

Jace is an eighteen year old teenage boy who finds himself transported to another world after a near death experience. After entering this new world, he finds out that his Ability called Reversal has been upgraded. Previously, this Ability could only return minor stuff like broken glasses, dirty or torn clothes and stuff like that to their original condition but now, he can do so much more. ... "You're a Soul Wisp that was betrayed and wants revenge, don't worry, become my slave and I'll give you a chance to personally get your revenge." "You're an Evil who had his body destroyed and could only hide your Soul inside your weapons, don't worry, become my slave and I'll give you a new body."

After the introverted and socially anxious Shen Lang failed to go on a blind date, he was bound to the love assistance system! As long as you increase a girl's favorability towards you, you can get various generous rewards! In the afternoon, I met with the landlady to sign the rental contract. Looking at the plump and charming wife, Shen Lang casually praised: "You are so young, sister!" The landlady had a smile as bright as a flower, with wisps of blush appearing on her face. She was shy but happy and said: "Young man, you are not ashamed. I am almost 40, I am getting old!" At this time, the system gives three answers. What is your answer? 1: Are you 40 years old? That's awesome, at this age I would have died! 2: You are not old at all. You are still young when you fight with me in the future! 3: It’s true, sister, you are a beauty who is unbeatable with time. You are old because of your age, but you are beautiful because of your person!

In a world shattered by the death of its gods, chaos reigns, and humanity clings to survival within domains ruled by the strong. Divine energy. scattered like embers after the gods' fall, grants power to those ruthless enough to claim it. Alicard Whiles is no hero-just another scavenger scraping by in the ruins of a forgotten age, but when he stumbles onto an ancient inheritance left by a dying god, everything changes. The inheritance fuses with his soul, granting him unmatched potential and a wisp of the god's memories to guide him. Yet power comes with a cost. As Alicard rises through the ranks of ascenders, his divine gift sets him apart-and paints a target on his back. To survive, he must harness forbidden techniques, navigate treacherous alliances, and face horrors born from the gods' demise. Bute even as his strength grows, so does the whisper of madness in his mind. The world teeters on the edge of collapse. Sealed horrors stir, divine laws unravel, and the inheritance may hold the key to salvation-or doom.

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!

Doric lost his life in an instant when he tried to protect the girl he loved. In return for his selfless act, he is reincarnated as a floating, undead skull only to wake in a mysterious cave. Discovered by Nyssa, a dark elf who also seems to have recently arrived in this world. They uncover secrets of the world and slowly come to find that he may be a monster but the world around them is filled with worse.

A sudden and unprecedented event occurred and took place on Earth. A fissure instantly appeared in the clear blue sky, revealing a void devoid of any light beyond, instantly covering the whole planet, leaving no Life, no Hell, and no Paradise behind... Hence the start of a new chaos and a great beginning of life devoid of any hope began. In this apocalypse and lawless world without any limits set upon its beings, a silent dark wisp took form. A wisp that was bound to become the Horror of All was born... "Wait… I’ve become a Ghost?!" _______________________________ Bonus Chapter; Power Stones, 200 PS = 1 Chapter 400 PS = 2 Chapters 600 PS = 3 Chapters ... Golden Ticket, 100 GT = 1 Chapter 200 GT = 2 Chapters 300 GT = 3 Chapters.

what happens when the demon clan and the humans decide to end there centuries long war because a old villainous curse arose from the ashes of fire and brimstone, to take its revenge on the human race and demonic ones as well for they assumingly betrayed them. what happens when a old hero that was cursed by this evil force for helping take them down and there cursed king. its all full of what ifs.what if! i told you that this "old hero" curse was lifted when the demonic force arose. again what if! i told you they need his knowledge and strength to help defeat the demonic force know as malum people a old evil tribe that exist when humanity first began. ~~~Ashton Valentine, with his mischievous grin and raven-black hair streaked with rebellious wisps of white, carries the enigma of shockingly blue eyes that, while brilliant, seem to gaze upon the world with a disinterested luster. His strength lies in balance – not so feeble as to attract bullies, yet not so powerful as to be a constant target for challenge. Ashton cherishes solitude, but Alex, his steadfast companion from the rugged days of their shared youth in a quaint, tight-knit town, always keeps him company, ensuring he never faces the echoes of their past alone. Watch as the tale unfolds for these two young souls at the battle school, a place where destinies intertwine and the search for humanity's savior is relentless. Lives will change, paths will cross. -remember what if's..what ifs appearances can be deceiving and the unexpected is the norm. Keep your eyes wide open, for the hero you anticipate may not be the one destiny chooses, or perhaps they're exactly who you've been hoping for. Imagine a hero with the power to alter the very fabric of history. But remember, the line between hero and villain is often drawn by the storyteller's hand, it all depends on whos telling the story right? right??so, find out in His Facade

Once a timid bookworm, I set out on a quest to gather rare plants for a living. But fate had other plans, and I met my end in a most embarrassing way—dozing off in a hot spring! My life force was snatched away and transformed into a dungeon core. With my newfound powers, I realized I could craft a dungeon that revolved around the very hot springs that had claimed me. In the midst of confused depression I encountered a wandering wisp, its flickering light igniting my adventurous spirit. She had been cast out by her siblings for her low heat abilities, left to drift without a home. Together, we forged a bond, determined to rise from our humble beginnings. With grit and determination, we set out to grow our dungeon, honing our skills and expanding our power, ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead!

Pure Yang Lord, the peak expert of his world was attempting to break through to the next realm when he got surrounded and attacked in his most vulnerable state. This world and the people he defended countless times against demons, devils and foreign calamities suddenly turned against him. Embracing the inevitable, he detonated his companion, the mystic sword with unknown origins in a desperate attempt—hoping to send a wisp of his soul to the cycle of reincarnation amidst the chaos. But the explosion created a great space-time turbulence sending his soul back in history, to a bygone era. He woke up in the body of the character he loathes the most—Alister Maboric Grimshaw—publicly known as the greatest tyrant, the most ruthless, lecherous, and evil character in history. [Ding! Conditions matched! System binding in progress…] [Initiating body synchronization…] …. [Welcome to Evil Tyrant System….!] …. Trouble starts as the system exposes his body’s defect. “What? I need women to cultivate?!” Tags: 【Light-Hearted Humor】【Anti-hero】【Scheming】 No yuri/No NTR/No incest Harem: MC has more than one partner and several romantic interests for sure but harem is not the main focus here.

In the highest realm known as the Chaos, Xuan Jiutian was a name that echoed across the heavens, signifying unrivaled strength and divine mastery. Feared by gods and revered by celestial beings, Xuan Jiutian stood at the peak of all creation, ruling with absolute power. However, even the greatest beings are not immune to betrayal. In a carefully orchestrated plot, those closest to him stripped him of his power, leaving him for dead. But Xuan Jiutian had foreseen their treachery. In his final moments, he sent a wisp of his soul to the mortal realm, allowing him to be reborn on Earth as Feng Yunxian, a young boy with no martial skills or cultivation. Now, as Feng Yunxian, he begins his journey anew, hiding his past while slowly rebuilding his strength. With only his vast knowledge of cultivation from his past life, he must climb from the bottom, uncover the mysteries behind his betrayal, and reclaim the power that was once his. His enemies, still ignorant of his survival, continue to scheme, but Feng Yunxian bides his time, waiting for the moment to reveal his true identity as Xuan Jiutian and exact his revenge. Earth is merely the first step in his plan. As he rises through the realms, taming mythical beasts, acquiring legendary artifacts, and forming both alliances and rivalries, Feng Yunxian will stop at nothing to return to the Chaos and reclaim his throne. In the end, the Chaos itself will tremble as the Divine Immortal returns to shatter the heavens once more.

The world, from the past until now, has been divided into three parts and none of them are good or evil when all three believe that they are “good” and their enemies are “evil”, so the only thing people can define for the world at this time is “ambiguity”. The Three Parties, the embodiment of order, the Executive Party was eliminated in the event called “Purge”, the Chaos Party, the embodiment of chaos, is currently roaming somewhere out of control with huge ambitions and the potential to create war at any time, and finally the Outer Party with the representative organization Frost Wisp, which is also the place where the “stranger” named Shird works. Although the Outer Party is the embodiment of neutrality, the members themselves are not too confident in what they are doing, wondering whether standing neutral to find a better solution is really right, is it really not against human nature?

When the portals between the 3rd physical dimension and the 3rd astral dimension are reopened. ***** "There's no point in living, it's better to die." "Just end it. Throw yourself in front of that train." "I can help you get rich quickly." "Give me your soul, and all good fortune will come your way." At the age of, Fifteen years Saka began hearing sinister whispers. They worsened after the death of his parents and the bankruptcy of the business. Not only did he hear these dark whispers, but Saka also often saw wisps of thick, black smoke that morphed into human-sized, grotesque creatures. Sometimes, their bodies were laced with glowing red veins. In addition, he frequently encountered a lion and a wolf lurking outside his house. Everything Saka saw and experienced was connected to his soul mission. He wasn't alone in this, there was SEKA, a group of individuals who shared the same mission. Together, Saka and the other SEKA members fought to save human souls from demons.

A young man sat on a chair and looked out at the ocean. With one wisp of Spirit Qi, he could point anywhere on this vast and expansive world, pointing at any place that didn’t look right. Someone once became the last one to wield a knife that could decapitate huge dragons and bathed in dragons’ blood. Someone once loved treating others to chicken soup, so he kept nine phoenixes in his backyard. Someone once sat lazily on the top of mountains as his words flooded river banks, and his qi could hold a million soldiers back. Someone once moved mountains and shifted hills with just one brush, his paintings so captivating it could enchant immortals and deities. That year, the warmth of spring made the flowers bloom. They were merely an ordinary butcher, a bookworm, a chicken farmer and a poor artist. This is the story of how a Low Level Martial World Continent was transformed into the Ultimate Fantasy Universe.

Ye Hao, a peerless powerhouse in the Haotian Secret Realm, was surrounded and killed by countless strong enemies after accidentally obtaining half of the Qingtian Immortal Technique. In the end, he was forced to leap into the Abyss of Death, perishing and disappearing from the world. However, the Qingtian Technique enveloped a wisp of his remaining soul, allowing him to be reborn through a soul possession in Shenzhou.

A wisp with a complete lack of common knowledge ends up in the middle of human society in the future. A Wisp? What is a Wisp? No one knows anymore. Follow this hilarious Wisp and his 'not so conventional' way of thinking as he tries to find his place in the world. --- Release Schedule: Two chapters per day. 9AM, PDT Time.

Author's Note: The start of the story is very slow and cliche. Give it a chance until the wisp reaches the human cities. It's at that point that the book's charm shows itself (Around chapter 20, all free!). --- What if a wisp, with zero EQ about human culture and habits, gains the opportunity to finally achieve human form? Now he can enter cities, experience technology, and fight his way to the top, right? In this universe where wisps are seen as nothing more than resources, a wisp stands up to challenge the wisps' destiny! Not without causing a lot of misunderstandings on his way, of course… --- Realms: Qi Condensation; Foundation Establishment; Core Formation; Divine Soul; Soul Forging; Void Breaking; Divine Path; Divine View; Semi Divinity; Divinity. --- Transformation; Mortal Rejection; Godly Fusion; God Foundation; God Core; Nascent God; --- Semi-God Realm; God Trial Realm; Elementary God Realm; Primal God Realm; God Realm. https://discord.gg/mR3pzMN Buy me a coffee: https://ko-fi.com/suiyan

*There is "gore, bloody, violent" content throughout the story that may bother or not be suitable for some readers. As well as some crude language.* Also #action/adventure "Wren... can you hear me..?" His voice sounded so familiar and warm. ".."Please Wren... I know the last person you probably want to hear from is me.. "Please don't forget.. It's me, Michael.." As soon as Wren hear his name, memories came flashing back to her. *Wren-Wren, come play with me!" A young boy with brown hair and sea blue eyes called out to her. "Okay, I'm coming." The young Wren ran towards Michael. Her dark red hair that had been neatly styled into braids, bounced around on her shoulders. *BANG! BOOM, BOOM!* The loud sounds of gun and canon fire could be heard all around. "AH!" Men and women were screaming in the distance. The once inviting forest vegetation was now littered with debris from nearby buildings and stained red with blood. "Mommy! Mommy, *cough cough* help m-" before the blonde little girl could continue screaming for her mother, I large hand reached down and covered her mouth. She tried to struggle, but it was all in vain. The man easily overpowered her and quickly ran off. ..."Presenting our new Priestess! She has incredible strength and amazing abilities only second to our Lord, Lord Valen. Everyone, please do your best to welcome her!" A teenaged age Wren stood before many people within a large ballroom style area. To her left was the one she knew as Valen, and over to her right, there was a man and woman who looked less than pleased to see her in a position of such power. Wren was nervous and shaking. 'I really wish I could just get out of this dress and go train," She thought to herself. ..."21, check in. Are we a go?" Someone's voice came across a small earpiece, "We are good 45. You take the East entrance and I will cover the perimeter. We need to do this as quickly and silently as possible." Wren was in her late teens at this point. She was wearing all black clothes, that were fitted to the curves of her body. She heard a small sound in the distance, 'Okay, here we go.' She took a deep breath in and closed her eyes. In just moments her clothes and hair began to flutter around her body, and just as quickly as this happened, she disappeared, leaving nothing but a small wisp of smoke behind. ..."Wren, I just can't...I need to go for myself. I never wanted to keep this from yo-" "Don't bother lying to me Michael. I am fed up with what both you and Valen have been hiding." She carefully swung her leg over, and moved away from Michael's lap, carefully adjusting her jade-colored dress. She sighed into her hands, "Wren..you know I will always lo-" "Goodbye Michael. I regret we didn't have more time together, but I can't just sit by idly." She turned to face him, a tear ran down her face, and she disappeared, before Michael opened his eyes from a blink. Suddenly, Wren gasped and opened her eyes. She immediately sat up, turned on her side, and began to cough and spit out blood. "Oh Wren, gosh I missed you," As Wren was turning to lay back down, Michael pulled her into a tight embrace. "I don't know what I would have done without you. You were in this bed so long, I didn't think you would ever wake up." Wren was confused and still trying to catch her breath. She pushed the man away and looked him over. 'Wavy brown hair, simple stud earrings, sea blue eyes..' "Michael?" "Oh, my Lady-" Michael grabbed her once more, but he quickly released her, "Daddy, daddy, can I see, can I see?" Wren grew even more confused, as Michael moved his body over and behind him, was a small girl, with cherry brown hair. "Hi lovely. I would like you to meet someone. This Lady, is a very important person to our people, and she is also really special to us." Wrens breaths began to quicken and her heart was racing, 'no, don't!" "This Lady's name is Wren, but maybe after you are around her more, maybe you can start calling her Mommy again?"

In a kaleidoscopic twist of fate, a triumphant male attorney becomes an unexpected harbinger of change, inhabiting the form of Solana Perez—daughter to the city's mayor and burgeoning Governorcillo of the late 19th century. In this temporal ballet, the tapestry of identities weaves a complex dance, propelling him into the epoch where corsets are as binding as societal expectations. Solana, now a vessel for unfamiliar femininity, intersects with the enigmatic Atty. Hidalgo Cortez, a looming figure in the grand theatre of history. As they navigate the cobblestone streets of the past, they plunge headlong into a mysterious masquerade where justice is a waltz, freedom a fleeting wisp, and truth an elusive specter. Their partnership, a harmonious duet, becomes a beacon in the fog of the unknown, a narrative etched with the ink of mystery, justice, and the yearning for emancipation. In this intricate dance, they unravel the secrets that tether them to a shared destiny, discovering that the pursuit of justice and love is a symphony that transcends the confines of time.

Ozul reincarnated as a Disturbed Umbra, a monster at the bottom of the food chain. Will he keep his humanity, or fight against his former species? Ozul found himself encircled by boulders in a massive cavern. Dozens of shadowy wisps like creatures floated all around. It reminded him of looking into an aquarium and seeing the encaged fish swimming along in their depressed existence. "Well, this doesn’t look promising," Ozul thought as his excitement was crushed. He tried running his fingers through his hair but came to a horrifying realization. “What the hell?! Where are my arms?!” he screamed. A sudden nauseating feeling washed over him, his body felt wrong and distorted. Shocked, Ozul froze and thought, "I’m not human!" Taking a deep breath, he peered down, and terror filled him. He looked similar to the creatures flying overhead. He had sections of darkened ribcage sticking out of a ghostly black body. He had no arms or legs, and everything was shadowy and shifting like a slow-moving current.

A forgotten princess A fallen goddess An ancient curse and secrets that can crumble kingdoms to dust ***************** The rising sun marked the beginning of a new day and with it, the dawn of a new era as the thumping of war drums shook the great kingdom of Liveriya. Armour clad soldiers marched in unison towards a war that will change the destiny of a land blessed by the primal gods with never-ending prosperity and wealth. A golden land rotten hollow by greed and deceit, stained with the blood of fallen Kings and Queens. Overseeing the vast battlefield shrouded in a thick layer of snow, stood a small cliff, proud against the harsh winter winds, which would come to witness bloodshed that will paint these blessed lands crimson for centuries to come. There stood a woman and a young girl tall and proud, one a forgotten princess, and the other a fallen goddess. Their long hair the colour of silver and ebony fluttered with the howling wind. The ebony woman turned to her daughter, her eyes softening at the worried expression on her daughter's face. " All of this is going to be over soon my sweet child, no one is going to touch my precious daughter," her eyes hardening in determination " not as long as I am still breathing." The young girl lost in her misery and grief failed to reply to her mother's words, eyes fixed to the sight in front of her, sighing the woman lifted a hand to caress her daughter's delicate face gently. "You will come back to me, won't you mother?" A pair of inky eyes turned to look into the woman's dark once. Her daughter was truly a reflection of herself. "Do you think a mere army of mortals can harm me, my silly girl?" She chuckled, amused by her daughter's worry, though it warmed her cold heart the way her lover, the girl's father once did. The sound of thumping broke her out of her reverie. It was time what she has been waiting for all these years, her chance to avenge her departed husband and to give her daughter deserved as the rightful heir and a favoured child of gods. Lyala moved to stand in front of her daughter, lifting a hand she cast a protection spell around her daughter, a yellow glow spreading from her palm, morphing into a dome around the young girl with silver hair. onyx lifted her hand and placed her palm against her mother's through the protective field " Let me fight with you" "No" Lydia shook her head before giving her daughter a pointed look " you'll only be a liability, I am not willing to risk your safety." "But this is my fight-" onyx tried to reason with her mother only to be cut off by the woman's sharp words "It is not, and you know it well" her eyes softening at her daughter's distraught expression, as she kept her hand away. "Wait for me, my child." The wind moved through her long ebony hair making it look like wisps of smoke curling around her, standing at the edge of the cliff, her mother looked nothing less than the goddess she truly was, in the young girl's eyes. "I always will", who will she wait for if not the only family she has ever known? The young girl saw her mother's mouth curled into a doting smile, as she took a step back before jumping off the cliff's edge on to the battleground. One woman against an army of ten thousand men who were terrified yet excited of what was to come, it was not every day that one gets to wage war against the goddess of destruction herself. Onyx looked at her mother's retreating figure from over the cliff. Chin held high, clad in black armour, her long hair tied in a high ponytail swished with each determined step; guilt began to seep in her mind. She never imagined putting her mother in harm's way. A lone tear made down her face and her lips quivered at the thought of losing the one person she loved the most as only a single thought kept repeating in her mind. "It's all my fault." ----- NOTE - **The artwork on the cover does not belong to me. All credits to the original artist.**

The extremelt mysterious and terrifying assassin in Earth, The Evil Sovereign unfortunately died as he was caught off by the betrayal of his woman which resulted him being ganged up by hundreds of top tier assassins. He knew that no matter how mysterious and terrifying he was, he can only bring down 80 people with him as he died with grievance staring at his woman, Qing Xue who's watching him dying. But who would have thought that his wisp of soul mysteriously travelled in another world and possessed the body of a dying young man, Lin Song!

"Am I really going to die?" He still couldn't believe it. So what if he's someone even the Gods are afraid of, even immortals are helpless against the Demonic Resentment! While he await his death, he suddenly felt weird. "Is this? Why am I suddenly weak?" Xie Tian's eyes widened again. He felt his yang essence drained! This was his first time! He's a virgin! "Why do I feel like the Demonic Resentment molested me?" The man had his eyes furrowed. This was the first time he felt very exhausted that he can't even move any of his limbs. "That's my… yang essence? Wait…even my some of my memories were copied!"Xie Tian suddenly stood up in shock! Where did he even borrow his energy? Along with the Demonic Resentment, there was a vibrant blue wisp. Just a glance and he could tell that it's his 'stolen' yang essence! Watching it join the ball of Demonic Resentment, he was filled with doubt and confusion. "Is it creating an existence with me as a basis?" "Don't tell me…" Bang! A loud noice engulfed Xie Tian before he clutched his ears in pain! The Demonic Resentment that formed into a ball exploded releasing a powerful blast! Xie Tian looked towards the area where the ball was formerly located and was surprised. There was a young man standing while naked. His hair is silky white while his eyes are pitch black. This person's skin is extremely pale, even paler than white. Xie Tian couldn't help but adore it's devilishness. Even he doesn't stand a chance against his handsomeness! The young man looked like a pretty boy who knew nothing but to be handsome. He's the perfect unification of holiness and seductiveness, ethereal yet devilish. The playful smirk on his thin lips made him appear devilish. But what's important is that they resemble each other! "Daddy…"

A man of the modern earth died and was trapped in the void. Four hundreds of thousand years the soul of that man stucked in the void with nothing to do but stay there for eternity. After of an unknown time, a light shined upon him and the soul's imaginary eyes lit up with hope and longing. This hundred of thounds of years had made his soul stronger at it fights the destructive power of the void and slowly absorbs the energy around it. Then an unknown time passed and the modern man's soul that is like a wisp of light change to become a solid blue ball of light with a size of two mountains in earth. The soul suddenky shrink to the size of a marble but with a darker shade of blue with a tint of golden color to it. It became purer a thousand times than of its previous montainous size. Around the marble size soul, a distortion in space manifested. The soul realizing that this is its chance to escape the void, didn't hesitate and went inside. After the soul vanisged from the void, a man with golden eyes slowly manifested. ???: Now you go my friend, i hope to meet you once you reach your former strength. You promise to come back and i believe you. Then the man whose feature is hidden and only his golden eyes shines vanished from the void like it used to be. ......,................................................................... Author: I dont know if you will like this new novel but i thank you in advance for your time for reading this humble novel.

This novel has been dropped. To be honest with you, I don't know what direction to take with the novel, as you can tell I made it up as I went, and I've also lost interest in writing this. I keep trying to come back to it, but between studying and trying to think of how the story could go I can't. Anyone is welcome to use it and build up, just let me know. The universe is a large place. There are many dimensions unexplored, many undiscovered, but they all share power and light. Stars collide with planets, Matter is sucked into pitless voids and dimensions intertwine. Within this vast expanse of energy, a speck of light is born, a bridge is formed, and a gate opens for the wisp to enter. The ambient energy in this dimension is enough to rip a soul apart. But not this speck of light,true it can be damaged, but it's light will never go out. Embark on the Journey of a skeleton that spawns into a dungeon that seeks the path of evolution and power. This novel is moving to royal road under the same name "Fresh Spawn". I do not own this cover. If the owner wishes for this cover to be taken down, please let me know and I will take it down immediately.

Sherlock Holmes is a fictional private detective created by British author Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Referring to himself as a "consulting detective" in the stories, Holmes is known for his proficiency with observation, forensic science, and logical reasoning that borders on the fantastic, which he employs when investigating cases for a wide variety of clients, including Scotland Yard. First appearing in print in 1887's A Study in Scarlet, the character's popularity became widespread with the first series of short stories in The Strand Magazine, beginning with "A Scandal in Bohemia" in 1891; additional tales appeared from then until 1927, eventually totalling four novels and 56 short stories. All but one are set in the Victorian or Edwardian eras, between about 1880 and 1914. Most are narrated by the character of Holmes's friend and biographer Dr. Watson, who usually accompanies Holmes during his investigations and often shares quarters with him at the address of 221B Baker Street, London, where many of the stories begin. Though not the first fictional detective, Sherlock Holmes is arguably the best known, with Guinness World Records listing him as the "most portrayed movie character" in history. Holmes's popularity and fame are such that many have believed him to be not a fictional character but a real individual; numerous literary and fan societies have been founded that pretend to operate on this principle. Widely considered a British cultural icon, the character and stories have had a profound and lasting effect on mystery writing and popular culture as a whole, with the original tales as well as thousands written by authors other than Conan Doyle being adapted into stage and radio plays, television, films, video games, and other media for over one hundred years. This is one of the cases of Sherlock Holmes. Giancarlo Rossini Real ePublisher

One leap from the city tower thus fulfills the Marquis of Chang Ye’s triumph in conquering the world, establishing a new era. Yet she only turns into a wisp of a lone soul, accompanying him day and night. [Note that the title shares the same name as the female lead – Sang Ge 桑歌 meaning mulberry song ]

In a universe where the memory of Wisps has faded, one of these elusive beings finds itself amidst human society two billion years in the future. But what exactly is a Wisp? No one knows anymore. Join this whimsical and unconventional Wisp on a hilarious journey as it navigates an unfamiliar world, seeking its place and rediscovering what it means to be a Wisp.