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Soul Wars

~~{ WSA 2025 ENTRY }~~ Ahriman wants nothing more than a normal, peaceful life. He has no interest in friends, ambitions, or anything beyond avoiding trouble. He understands how his world works, the position he holds within it, and the best way to navigate it—all for the sake of securing a life free from problems and worries. To achieve that, he lies, fakes emotions, agrees easily, and does whatever it takes to slip past conflict unnoticed. But fate has other plans. One night, he wakes up paralyzed on a riverbank, the cold air biting at his skin. He can’t remember how he got there. Panic grips him as he struggles to move, to think, to make sense of his situation. Then, from the shadows, a robed figure approaches. Ahriman calls out, desperate for help—but the figure ignores him. Instead, the man mutters something incomprehensible, a language that twists and warps in Ahriman’s ears. Before he can process what’s happening, the world plunges into darkness. The next thing he knows, he’s waking up in a hospital. They tell him he was in an accident. They tell him he’s fine. But he isn’t. Something feels wrong. Ever since that night, strange phenomena haunt his life. His dreams become too vivid—grotesque visions filled with nightmarish, otherworldly creatures. And yet, for reasons he can’t explain, they never attack him. Worse still, no matter how long he sleeps, exhaustion clings to him like a curse. It’s as if his body refuses to rest, as if something is gnawing away at him from the inside. The relentless cycle of sleepless nights and haunting dreams begins unraveling the fragile normalcy he’s spent his life protecting. And then, in one of those dreams, he meets her. A woman unlike anything else lurking in his nightmares. She doesn’t just unsettle him—she shatters him. With nothing more than her presence, she strips away the illusion he’s clung to for so long, leaving him bare before a truth he never wanted to face. His past. His mind. His very existence. Nothing is what he thought it was. And now, there is no going back.
inzi · 854 Views

MUTATE or BURN, I will DESTROY the WORLD!

A sickle lodged deep in his neck, cold steel biting through flesh. Voices murmured around him, debating his fate as blood poured in thick rivulets, staining the ground beneath him. His vision wavered, the world blurring at the edges. Fragments of memory surfaced, slipping through his grasp as darkness crept in. With faltering breath, he muttered a prayer. "Pitiful child," a voice crooned, its melody both soothing and unsettling. Then—screeching tires. A violent crash. From nowhere, a truck barreled through the alley, crushing him and his murderers beneath its weight. The world went silent. Kevin awoke. The question of where he was lingered in his mind, yet he could feel it. An eerie, suffocating void stretched around him, vast and oppressive. There was no warmth, no sound, only the weight of nothingness pressing down, as if his very soul could wither away. "Pitiful child," the voice whispered again, its presence weaving through the void. "Love evades you. Singled out, discarded, assumed to be nothing. No one would mourn your disappearance." A flicker of sadness crossed Kevin’s face. "But there is no redemption for you here either. You will serve as a tool for my adversary, fulfilling what I cannot. Your existence has granted me this moment, and in return, you will perish as you were always meant to. Your memories of this life and our encounter will fade" A hand emerged from the abyss, pale and grotesque, reaching for him. Kevin’s very being twisted. A sensation beyond pain, beyond fear—something worse. An unbearable pressure built inside him, warping his essence, as though he were unravelling, torn apart from within. Then came the rage. A lifetime of being used, manipulated, and discarded. Again and again, others had shaped his fate, moulding him to their will. Even now, even here, the cycle continued. No more. Through the agony, he roared. "I will not be what you want or what anyone wants. Even without my memories, I will hunt, I will devour, and I will carve my own path. It doesn’t matter if you are a god or the devil” The entity smiled. "I am no god. I am no devil. " Its voice echoed, a whisper and a thunderclap all at once. "I am A@#!@ro♧h!!"
Martin_Moorning · 2.8K Views

Muchen Xing

In the mystical realm of ancient China, a legendary tale unfolds within the esteemed Xing Sect. At its core is Mu Chen, the prodigious son of the venerable Xiao Xing. Mu Chen's cultivation level had reached the impressive Grade Four, a testament to his diligent efforts and innate talent. However, it was not until his father, Xiao Xing, bestowed upon him the Divine Chun Artifact that Mu Chen's true potential began to unravel. This ancient relic, imbued with the essence of the heavens, significantly amplified Mu Chen's powers, catapulting him into a new realm of martial prowess. As fate would have it, the harmonious coexistence between the Xing Sect and other martial arts clans was disrupted by the ominous Swords Sect. With an air of superiority, the Swords Sect issued an ultimatum to the Xing Sect, demanding the surrender of their most treasured artifacts. Xiao Xing, unwilling to yield to such tyranny, valiantly confronted the Swords Sect, only to find himself overwhelmed and defeated. It was at this critical juncture that Mu Chen emerged, driven by filial piety and an unyielding determination to protect his father and the Xing Sect. As he grasped the Divine Chun Artifact, Mu Chen felt an extraordinary surge of energy course through his veins. The artifact, sensing its master's unyielding resolve, underwent a miraculous transformation, elevating Mu Chen's cultivation level by two grades in an instant. With his augmented powers, Mu Chen launched a formidable counterattack against the Swords Sect, sending shockwaves throughout the martial arts community. His name became synonymous with bravery and unparalleled martial prowess, as whispers of the Divine Chun Artifact and its extraordinary abilities began to circulate among the sects. Thus, Mu Chen's legend was born, as he embarked on a perilous journey to safeguard the Xing Sect, unravel the mysteries of the Divine Chun Artifact, and forge a path that would etch his name in the annals of history as one of the most revered martial arts heroes of all time.
Kerrylinks1 · 10.1K Views

Harem Roleplay System: I Was Added to a Magic Chat Group of Beauties!

[Ding! Sorceress Beauty Merlin from Camelot has added you to a chat group full of beautiful maidens!] [Ding! You've claimed the title of Supreme Demon Lord!] [Ding! Fairy Queen Ophelia tagged you in a post!] [Ding! Medusa sent you some of her spicy videos, shut your blinds before watching!] [Ding! Your dog has been transformed into the Ancient Black Dragon Veligrpyh!] James Kang, once the youngest heir to the multi-trillion-dollar Hart Global Corporation, has everything anyone could dream of: money, luxury, and freedom. But his life is hollow—friends are fake, family distant, and his days are a blur of shallow extravagance. One late, lonely night, James gets a notification: [Congratulations! You have been added to the Ancient Multiverse Chatroom!] Thinking it's some cringy online role-playing game, he decides to entertain himself and plays along, proclaiming himself the "Supreme Demon Lord." The group, filled with titles like: [Princess of the Azure Seas] [Dragon Emperor of Ashvale] [Goblin Slayer Supreme] [High Priestess of the Sun] [Fafnir, the Pet Wyvern] And they seemed hilariously invested in their roles. What starts as a joke takes a bizarre turn. The more James participates, the more he notices strange phenomena: glowing runes on his skin, magic artifacts materializing from nowhere, an elder dragon in his garage, and a sudden mastery of dark magic. Things escalate when a private group chat, run by a perverted female King Arthur, invites him to [The Table of Beauties], a circle of god-tier roleplayers… or so he thinks. Soon, James learns the truth. The chat is an interdimensional nexus connecting real worlds where magic, legends, and gods exist. His casual banter and fake roleplay have turned him into a living, breathing Demon Lord, complete with a castle in Hell, loyal monster armies, and reality-warping powers. To make matters even crazier, his “friends” start visiting Earth, and they’re nothing like he imagined! ・・・ Discord: https://discord.gg/XRq3VeasqQ
SleazyPen · 22.4K Views

Gears of Eternity: The Anvil of Souls

Gears of Eternity: The Anvil of Souls A Steam-Punk Odyssey Where Broken Gears Birth New Gods IN THE YEAR OF COGWORK 237, When the Eternal Forge explodes, unleashing ERROR#47 corruption chains across three realms, blacksmith Aiden Anvil discovers his split iris holds more than 24 personalities—it's a cosmic forge where each fractured soul can reshape reality. THE CLOCKWORK APOCALYPSE BEGINS WHEN: Steam City's Blueflame Court orders mass memory purges through dwarf-crafted "Soul Crystals" The Dwarven Kingdom's star-map traps reveal mathematical plagues devouring constellations God's Klein Bottle Defense starts birthing stillborn galaxies in Vivian's stardust-woven womb TO SURVIVE THE FOURTH INDUSTRIAL APOCALYPSE, AIDEN MUST: Master weapons that bleed memories: Spring's Sakura Bow (each petal steals a lover's whisper) Winter's Ice Caliper (measures time in dying star tremors) Navigate warped battlefields where: Every gear turn in Steam Court overwrites someone's identity Memory Mines convert thoughts into combustible currency Celestial Forges demand sacrificial equations written in bone Choose between: Purifying Vivian's cosmic pregnancy (triggering Geneva Convention's Anti-Messiah Clause) Letting his 13th personality forge the "Perfect Machine Heart" (erasing human flaws... and humanity) WITNESS THE GRAND MECHANISM CRUMBLE WHEN: Ash Elin's ERROR#47 chains rewrite reality's source code (Ch.35 Airship Inferno) Rusty Maggie auctions the last antidote for mathematical plagues (Ch.180 Black Market Requiem) The final showdown at Corrupted Zodiac Forge demands payment in paradoxes (Ch.200 Eternity's Blueprint) THIS IS NOT A STEAM-AGE REBELLION. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN GOD'S TOOLBOX FALLS INTO BROKEN HANDS. "A masterwork where Blake's 7th forge meets Gibson's neural lace." — SteamPunk Quarterly
Emilia_fisher · 2.6K Views

Awakening in The world of Gods

In a world where magic isn’t just a tool but the very fabric of existence, young Poll Nightvale is about to flip the script—and maybe the universe—on its head. Don’t let his unassuming name fool you. Poll is no background character. Behind that innocent, wide-eyed look lies a sneaky bastard with manipulation skills sharp enough to sell ice to a frost giant. Combine that with badass scientific know-how, and you’ve got someone who can outwit a council of wizards and build a mana-powered doomsday device before breakfast. When Poll awakens to his dormant mana powers, he quickly learns that magic isn’t all sparkles and fun. It’s unruly, chaotic, and dangerously addictive—kind of like him. But instead of sticking to the traditional methods, Poll decides to chart his own course, blending arcane arts with cutting-edge science to create something entirely new. Of course, this path is littered with explosive experiments, accidental genius, and more than a few plans that sound insane… until they work. Things take a dark turn when Poll stumbles upon mana corruption, a sinister force that twists and warps everything it touches. This isn’t just a challenge—it’s a world-ending catastrophe in the making. But does Poll panic? Nope. He smirks, rolls up his sleeves, and gets to work. Armed with his sharp mind, dubious charm, and a team of loyal (and occasionally exasperated) companions, he sets out to tackle the impossible. As Poll grapples with the forces of mana and his own chaotic ambitions, he learns that being a hero isn’t about playing by the rules. It’s about bending them, breaking them, and occasionally rewriting them entirely. Because when the stakes are this high, and the odds this slim, you need someone who can think outside the box—and maybe set it on fire for good measure. Join Poll Nightvale on a journey of explosive discovery, cunning schemes, and chaotic brilliance as he forges his destiny, one sneaky move at a time. In a world teetering on the edge of destruction, he’s not just a beacon of hope—he’s the unpredictable spark that sets everything into motion. "Can’t wait for the next chapter? Unlock early access and read new chapters before everyone else! Plus, join exclusive polls to shape the future of the story and enjoy behind-the-scenes content. Your support keeps this story alive and growing—be part of the journey! --> coming soon"
Ishan_ambar · 3.5K Views

My world-tree system

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’. They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror. And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me. [Ding... Activation of the world tree system] If you'd like to discuss the book, I've set up a Discord server: https://discord.gg/sc4nWZwec2 Hello everyone! I'm the author of this little book, and I'm sorry to take your attention, but I've got a few things to say to you! I'm in the process of creating a new book that's totally different but stays within the theme, so I'll give you the title and synopsis! If you like the story, could you support it? Sincerely yours, your favourite author! Title: Starting out as a slave to dragons. Synopsis: When Isaac opens his eyes, it's not death that awaits him, but a new life... in a world identical to his own, with one exception: portals leading to monster-infested dungeons are appearing across the globe. If their boss isn't defeated in three days, the creatures escape and wreak havoc. In this world, awakened hunters are the only line of defence against these horrors. Graded from F to SS according to their magical power, they rule in a society dominated by force. Isaac wakes up in the body of a young boy of rank F, an orphan with no future. But his destiny changes when he discovers a unique gift: every night, his mind is projected into another world, a nightmare where dragons have enslaved humanity. In this hell, he is just another slave... but he soon realises that this cursed world holds the answers to the future of his own. To survive and prevent history repeating itself, Isaac must move forward. His only hope? A mysterious system that allows him to absorb the strength of monsters. Armed with a katana, he embarks on a race against time to unlock the secrets of these two worlds and prevent the inevitable. Link : https://www.webnovel.com/book/31979275600112705
Le_Merwen · 108.6K Views

The Chrono Detective

In Neo-Pandora, 2247 time is a fragile commodity. The invention of the Temporal Engine granted humanity glimpses into the past and future—but at a catastrophic cost. Reality itself has begun to unravel, splintering into fractured timelines that bleed into the present. Amidst the neon-lit chaos of this dystopian metropolis, Detective Elias Voss, a disgraced chrono-physicist turned private investigator, survives by solving cases tied to temporal anomalies. Haunted by a failed experiment that scarred him with the ability to see time’s fractures, Elias walks the razor’s edge between the past’s ghosts and the future’s shadows.  When Dr. Lila Kane, a desperate Temporal Institute scientist, begs for his help, Elias is thrust into a conspiracy that threatens to erase Neo-Pandora from existence. A rogue experiment has unleashed a time rift fueled by the Fractured Hourglass, a mythical artifact rumored to hold dominion over time itself. As Elias and Lila race to stop the rift, they uncover a chilling truth: the Hourglass is merely a fragment of the Chrono Core, an ancient power capable of rewriting history—or erasing it entirely.  But the Core’s secrets are guarded by shadowy forces. From the neon-drenched underworld to the Institute’s ivory towers, Elias confronts rogue time travelers, paradox-born monsters, and his own fractured memories. Every step closer to the Chrono Core warps reality further, forcing Elias to question what—or who—is truly real. As the rift consumes the city, he must decide whether to repair time… or shatter it to save humanity Will Elias Voss outrun the ghosts of his past, or will time itself become his greatest enemy?  The Chrono Detective is a high-stakes journey through a collapsing world where every second counts—and every choice could doom reality itself. 
Sparkz27 · 2.6K Views

The Veil of Obsidian Eclipse

✨"I don't just want your death. I want your essence to scream my name through eternity's endless void."✨ Hey, cosmic rebels, dream weavers, and dark fantasy adventurers! It's Ruby here—your resident quantum alchemist of storytelling, back with a mind-bending update that’ll leave you questioning reality itself. What you once knew as "Enchanted Paths: Luxana's Rise to Empress" is evolving. The multiverse is shifting, the shadows are deepening, and Luxana’s journey has taken on a new form. Brace yourselves for the rebirth of her saga under the name: "The Veil of Obsidian Eclipse" This isn’t just a title change—it’s an invitation into a darker, more mysterious realm where magic collides with chaos and destiny dances on the edge of oblivion. Luxana isn’t just a character; she’s the shapeshifting goddess of a multiverse teeming with secrets, betrayal, and forbidden power. Why the change? Because this story deserves a title as enigmatic and powerful as the journey it holds. "The Veil of Obsidian Eclipse" embodies the essence of Luxana’s odyssey—a tale where shattered empires, forgotten histories, and cosmic forces intertwine to rewrite fate itself. But don’t worry—whether you’ve followed her path through Amazon or ventured into alternate realities on other platforms, Luxana remains your guide through dimensions unknown. The stories you love are still here, just wrapped in new shadows and mystery. What to Expect: 1. A dark fantasy odyssey that blends multiversal intrigue with mind-bending twists. 2. Characters who defy reality itself—each with secrets that will leave you breathless. 3. A story that doesn’t just entertain—it transforms your perception of destiny and power. Where to Join the Journey: 1. Tapas: Tag @Ruby_Keira_365 2. Reddit: Engage at u/WesternGeneral6007 3. Novel Updates: Find me as Ruby_Keira_365 4. Blogger Post: "The Veil of Obsidian Eclipse" blog Warning: Side effects may include spontaneous reality shifts, midnight reading marathons that warp time, and awakening latent superpowers. Proceed with caution—this isn’t just a book; it’s a cosmic metamorphosis! So buckle up, reality hackers! The veil is lifting, and Luxana’s story awaits beyond the eclipse. Are you ready to dive into the abyss? Your sanity may never recover... but oh, what a journey it will be! Let’s shatter the fabric of reality together—drop your thoughts, theories, and cosmic conspiracies below!
rida_suhail · 41.9K Views

Doomsday Elevator

The elevator stank of burnt wiring and adrenal sweat. Lucas Hayes came to consciousness with his cheek pressed against cold steel, the floor vibrating with the machine's perpetual ascent. A cracked display panel flickered: DAY 9 | SAFETY DURATION 00:03:44. Three warped tones echoed as the system imprinted directly onto his retinas: [Precognitive Matrix Activated] [Sector Transition Imminent] His vision fractured into augmented reality overlays. Bloodshot eyes darted between floating diagnostics: [Destination: Floor 248] Threat Classification: Standard Biohazards (Homo corruptus) x20 Recommended Arsenal: Bladed weapons (76% efficacy) Reward Manifest: Silver Cache (Full eradication required) Lucas gripped the shock-baton strapped to his thigh, its ceramic surface still smeared with luminescent fungal spores from yesterday's skirmish. The elevator's speakers emitted a decaying piano chord as new text scrolled through static: [Destination: Floor 249] Containment Unit: Obsidian Reliquary (SCP-XXXX Variant) Threat Level: White (Placid) His boot tapped rhythm against the floor where Natalie Evans had bled out seven cycles ago. The memory played in crystal clarity - her screams syncing perfectly with the elevator's current pitch-shifted rendition of Clair de Lune. [Destination: Floor 250] Entity Designation: Noctis lamia (Cognitive Hazard Class C)* Survival Probability: 41.2±18% The control panel erupted in fractal patterns as reality glitched. Lucas glimpsed William Carter's skeleton key lodged in the emergency brake slot - the same key that had melted through three layers of Kevlar when its owner died. "Beta protocol. Always beta." He smashed blood-crusted knuckles against the floor selector. The elevator screamed in harmonic resonance as it deviated from its programmed path.
DaoistfRF8HJ · 7.6K Views
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