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The twelve year old prince was just coronated as the king after his father's death.A rebellion took place and all the members of the royal family was killed but it was rumored that the king escaped. Teri,the 7 year old of the son of the great general was rumored of being a half ghost and interacts with ghost.He was called the weaver.He was the second weaver after centuries in his family bloodline.He was born dead and was buried in a box but his mother heard the baby cries from underneath the ground and dug the box out.with shock,the baby was still alive with red threads on his fingers.The rest that was with her ran away but she kept the child and the red threads choose him. Teri's father,the great general refused to serve the new king.He showed Teri a box which contained three objects that will find their owners just as the red threads found him.He gave it to his second daughter,Darlene who was 11 years old and told his wife to escape with the children to a faraway place.The great general was then killed after his family escaped.The constables looked for his family but couldn't find them. His wife found about his death days later.As a woman with no source of income and three children,she remarried. The happy days were little as Teri's step father hated that Teri could interacts with ghost so he gave him a poisoned pastry which made him blind.But still ,he hated him and wanted to kill him but his mother intervened and was killed. He heard his mother scream and his first sister's ghost,Selena,told him what have happened.With fury,Teri killed his stepfather and destroyed his mansion.He ran away with his sisters, Selena's ghost,Darlene and elley,his little sister who was 5 years old Years has passed,17 year old Teri still has the items in the box.The sword,for the king of the former dynasty,the red whip and the flexible spear. would he be able to find the owners of the items?
Dgirlblusky · 30.5K Views

The Ludus King

In the year 3147 the Roman Imperium had finally achieved its goal of colonizing its own corner of the galaxy. Unlike in our own world the Rome of this one never fell, but instead grew to encompass the whole of the earth, and overtime spread itself, and humanity, among the stars. Yet even with the marvelous advancements in technology, healthcare, welfare, and every other category required for a thriving society. There is still one roman tradition that refuses to die. GLADIATORS!! And we should all be glad for it, because during the year 3149, just two years after the long and exhausting colonization campaigns were ended, mankind learned that it was not alone in the galaxy, let alone the universe. It had just stepped onto a much bigger stage where entire planets and even star systems were used as bargaining chips in universal gladiator games. Wars on a galactic scale are far too destructive to simply be allowed, if left unchecked the vast majority of life in the universe would cease to be. Therefore each race recognized by the galactic or universal council (it changes depending on the scale of the race itself) must submit champions or gladiators to represent them in the games. The winners gain unfathomable rewards, the losers perish or worse have their entire species enslaved. Please join our hero as he embarks upon his own perilous journey as a lanista, will he rise above the masses, or fall like so many others before him? Or perhaps his own latent gifts may bring him to a height, or depth hitherto unexplored by any before.
Billy_Bunn_5040 · 30.8K Views

The Slothful King

Oh, where do I even begin with this epic tale of the world of the four realms? Let me paint you a picture of a world beyond your wildest imagination, a world created by not just one, but Six almighty Gods, over a billion years ago! The Six Almighty Gods created Arcana, the realm of the Gods. Olympia, the realm of the Celestials, who were children of the Gods. Lyra, an empty realm. And the Abyss, the realm of the dead. Now, let's talk about Lyra, the third realm. Picture this, a vast and empty realm, devoid of any life. But then, the Six Gods didn't just leave it empty, they created not one, not two, but eight different races of lower beings to inhabit it! Can you even fathom the sheer scale of creativity and imagination it must have taken to create such diverse and fascinating creatures? We have Monsters, Demons, Elves, Giants, Humans, Dwarves, Fairies, and Beasts, all living together in Lyra. Our story focuses on Jordan, the lazy genius second prince of the mighty Wolf clan. After leaving the Underground Tower - his home for 21 years, he arrives at the Wolf clan city to take over as leader, but instead, he unites all the fifteen monster clans under him. And with that he created the most powerful empire on the continent, The Northern Empire. When other races discovered the new nation of monsters, one human kingdom decided to wage war against them, thinking they were a new and weak kingdom. This war sets off a chain reaction that triggers the Great Change - a series of events that transform the world in ways both destructive and evolutionary. But the new Empire was in no way weak. Jordan and his empire went to war on the human kingdom and three of the six demon lords. Jordan used this war to solidify the standing of his Empire in the continent and gain authority among the Kings and Queens of the Mavis continent. But all this was just a means to an end for Jordan's ultimate goal. When he left the Underground Tower, he discovered that The Veil used to trap the Demon race was about to break. And with that, the release of the Demon Legion, the largest and most powerful army on the continent. Now Jordan must rally not just the monsters, but all other five races: Elves, Giants, Humans, Dwarves and Fairies, together and face against the powerful demon army. War, death, and destruction ensue, and amidst the chaos, Jordan finds himself at the center of it all.
F_I_G_S · 74.1K Views

This is the life of a girl who wants to be a lady in a rocking chair

When I awoke, I was in a place that wasn’t my room. silk pillow beneath my head, and rich tapestries hanging on the walls. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy, like it wasn’t mine. I had somehow been reincarnated into a body—the third daughter of the Marquis?! life as the third daughter of the Marquis family was peaceful. Nothing extraordinary ever happened. I spent my days in the comfort of my family's estate, away from the hustle and bustle of court life. My father, though distant, provided for us, and my sisters—while not always the most agreeable—had their own lives to focus on. I was content, living quietly, with no desire for anything more. That is, until I stumbled upon a book. A beautiful cheap novel that talks about a main character who is trying to survive. But I never imagined that the world I read about would collide with my own life. One evening, my father summoned us all to the drawing room. His tone was unusually serious, and the moment I entered, I could feel the tension in the air. He stood at the center, his gaze fixed on something—or someone—I couldn’t see yet. “I have an illegitimate daughter,” he announced, his voice steady but with a hint of something else beneath it. I froze. The words barely registered at first. But then, as he continued, I realized something that made my heart race. The girl he spoke of, this Aorbel, matched the description from the novel I’d read to the smallest detail. “Her name is Aorbel,” my father continued, “and due to the circumstances, she will now be recognized in society as my daughter.” I watched as a delicate figure stepped forward—a girl with platinum blonde hair that shimmered with a faint pinkish hue, and amber eyes ! she appeared. She was small, fragile-looking, her body almost too delicate to belong in such an imposing space. But it was the way she spoke that caught me off guard. "H-hello..." she stuttered, her voice trembling slightly as she introduced herself. "I-It's nice to m-meet you all... M-my name is Aorbel." The name echoed in my mind, and I felt my pulse quicken. Aorbel—the heroine of the novel. I had read about her, followed her story. She was the one who was shunned, rejected, and Her sisters are going to die! Literally! Over some bullshit! Aorbel was real. And worse, her fate was tied to mine. I remembered the novel’s ending. Aorbel’s sisters would all perish!. *I* would perish. Suddenly, the quiet life I had built for myself felt like it was slipping through my fingers. I wasn’t about to sit by and wait for a fate I’d already read about. So, I did what I thought was the only logical thing: I ran. I fled to the countryside, to the village of Hayat, where no one would know my name or my family. There, I lived a quiet life—just like I had always wanted. I had no titles, no expectations. I could finally breathe. But even in the peace of Hayat, trouble had a way of finding me! RIGHT? ............ but...why..i'm here ? , I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the absurdity of it all. How had my life become so tangled with these nobles, these politics? When I stood before the king, I kept my composure. “It is my duty, Your Majesty,” I said, trying to maintain the calm facade I had perfected. But inside, my mind was racing. *This wasn’t supposed to happen. I just wanted a peaceful life!* The king smiled , but there was an unsettling gleam in his eyes. “Your service has been invaluable, Lady Kevoyal Orilord,” he said, as if my life had been part of some grand design all along. I wanted to scream, to tell him that I had no interest in titles, in recognition, in any of it. But there I stood, accepting the medal, caught in a web of fate I had never wanted. ! SOMONE PLEASE SAVE ME ! And so, the girl who only wanted a quiet life in a rocking chair found herself tangled in something much more complicated than she had ever imagined!!!!
Car0linEL · 2.8K Views
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