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‘I am an Eldritch Entity?’ Eryndor questioned himself when the seal to his powers broke. Eldritch Entities were one of the few beings who possessed both Telekinesis and Mind Reading abilities. He possessed both, and a few more. There were eight locked doors in his Golden Mind Palace. The same as the number of Outer Domains which invaded Earth after the emergence of Qi, Mana, Internal Energy, and Spiritual Energy. They brought with them the eight power systems - Cultivation, Magic, Martial Arts, Mentalist, Cyborg, Beast Taming, Demonic and Buddhist. Was eight doors a coincidence? Watch as Eryndor walks the pinnacle of Order - mastering all eight power systems, and conquers the path of Chaos - his anomalistic Eldritch abilities. ***** My inspiration for this work comes from the SCP universe, in which I added a bit of my creativity to make the power system and world building logical and consistent. The Synopsis, and First chapter go hand in hand. I urge you to read at least the first chapter before deciding. Last thing, this is NOT quick power leveling. It is more plot focused like LOTM and ORV (Not comparing myself to the greats, just letting y’all get the idea). One bonus chapter for every 30 golden tickets. Thanks for reading!

Item #: SCP-████ Object Class: Keter Special Containment Procedures: SCP-████ is currently uncontained. All efforts to track its movements have failed, and its existence is known only through anomalous events linked to its influence. Foundation personnel embedded in governmental and corporate networks monitor for signs of its presence. Any confirmed manifestation warrants immediate response by Mobile Task Force Omega-9 ("Eclipse Walkers"). A short yet thrilling tale spanning only 10 chapters. Dive into a world of mystery, suspense, and unexpected twists. Perfect for readers who love quick yet captivating stories! Please support, even with a dollar, if you like the story. Paypal support link: https://paypal.me/Yashams34

A man awakens naked in a savage Stone Age, memory gone, under a blazing sky. A fatal fall heals instantly—strength shatters stone, speed blurs the wild, senses cut through darkness. Who is he? Why here? Alone, he masters a primal world of forests and beasts, unveiling powers: eagle-sharp eyes, wolf-keen ears, a body beyond human. Survive with him—hunt, build, endure—learning raw skills to conquer the wild. But howls hint at more—vampires lurking, werewolves prowling, wizards weaving secrets. This is the Eternal Architect’s rise, a journey through time’s tapestry. Witness history unfold—from fire’s spark to empires’ fall—grasping technological leaps and their science: metallurgy’s heat, machinery’s gears. Fantasy ignites as secret societies emerge, their mysteries clashing with his destiny. Each step teaches you—survival, innovation, the arcane—building not just his legend, but your mastery of ages lost and imagined. Step in; track beasts, forge steel, unravel spells. Survival’s the start—shaping a cosmos is the end.

John awakened to a cold, concrete room, with no memory of how he got there, nor much of what occurred before. Approached with floating screens, and a new body, the world formed itself around him, leaving only a path forward. After fighting through an unforgivable scenario, he awakens years later in the 2nd layer, a dense, non-euclidian collection of offices, hotels, and common rooms, surrounded by an unending void. Eager to find others, he discovers that he's not alone... all of humanity has experienced the same thing, and many have lived in this hell for years, looking for answers. John must navigate this strange new world, dodging terrifying monsters, gaining power, and learning the boundaries of this insane reality. Note: This story does NOT use ai in any way, but the cover is a temporary AI cover, made by Gemini AI Image Generation, which serves as a placeholder and inspiration for when I eventually spend the time to make one myself. Once again, there is NO ai use in editing, brainstorming, proof-reading, or writing. The entire creative process is mine and mine alone. The cover art is not subject to copyright. 2nd Note: Hey hi, I just wanted to talk about the LITRPG aspect of this story. I generally dislike a heavy emphasis on LITRPG, because I think later in the story it can become a number-hungry, scattered story with tens of abilities, which I think doesn't give a good reading experience. While I value the progression fantasy, I prefer not going along with typical forms of LITRPG, and instead using the stats and titles as more of a guideline for the strength characters earn. Therefore, there are no levels, no stat gain quests or anything similar to that. Stats increase as the character physically becomes stronger, not artificially. Items don't give arbitrary stats or attack power that means essentially nothing (like attack from solo leveling - love that story btw, literally one of my favorite stories ever). So yea, the power system is less of giving people power, and more of guiding people through their progression. Plus, it leaves more room for the traits system to take place, which [redacted]. So yea, hope you enjoy this, but you won't see "level up" anywhere throughout this story. Thanks for reading! This story can be found on Royal Road (the main publishing site I use, and Webnovel.com) Link for Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/104179/silentium-univsersi

Welcome to Tymbor. Where death is everywhere, you might get your soul ripped out of you like a sock and everyone is either insane, about to be or deadpan serious. Did I forget to mention that civilization already ended once and is about to be torn asunder again?! Huh...... well either way you're in for a treat cause I may have accidentally released "is and isn't". What's with the quotation marks you ask? Well you'll have to find out won't you nyehehehehehehe (runs way like Skeletor.) Author notes. Hi guys this is my first story I've ever uploaded (please be gentle senpai) I borrowed elements from the SCP universe and DND hope you guys enjoy and constructive criticism will be appreciated. PS i uploaded this to see if there's any interest in the story. I might upload again every weekend or when i have chapters available

Formerly the youngest chief researcher at the [REDACTED] Branch, Ryuho decides to defect direct orders and escapes from the facility. Helped only by a Fragment - different pieces of marvelous technology, each one unique from the other - known as the Soul-Combative Exoskeleton, classified shortly as the System - Ryuho will find himself transmigrated into a sub-dimension, left with the only option to battle for his own life against aberrations - and people - whilst his sanity slowly fades away.

Léonard Dumont, a 16-year-old French teenager and geek of the SCP Foundation's myths, one day receives a notification on his computer from the SCP Foundation Management System. His duty is to build the SCP Foundation has The Administrator of the Foundation. This story is a mix of several canons of the Foundation. Mix everything with our own real world to add a weight of realism to all this. This is my very first story, I hope you will enjoy it and I am open to all criticism and comments.

Dr. Viktor Kraus was one of the brightest minds at the SCP Foundation, a man of unparalleled intelligence, ruthlessness, and unsettling thoughts. His work pushed the boundaries of science, but in the end, even he was not immune to human error. A single miscalculation, a containment breach, and an instant of chaos, then nothing. But death was not the end. When Viktor awakens, he is no longer in the sterile halls of the Foundation but in the heart of an untamed forest, the world around him primitive and unfamiliar. With no technology, no allies, and no clear answers, he is left with only his mind, and a world that has yet to understand the impossible. As the Bronze Age unfolds before him, Viktor must navigate a world where knowledge is power, survival is brutal, and the supernatural is nothing more than myth… for now.

(WARNING: THIS IS A STORY OF INSANITY. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) [Rewinding] In a world where each moment hangs by a thread and every second could be her last, Juno Luminara has discovered a horrifying gift—the ability to manipulate the fabric of time. But what seems like salvation is a double-edged curse, bringing her to her own deaths. Each death is real, leaving her scarred with the knowledge of lives unlived and choices unmade. Only she remembers every brutal ending, every gruesome failure. And with every use of her power, the weight of reality presses harder, like an unseen force that’s waiting to crush her under its clockwork inevitability. The realms teeters on the edge of collapse, threatened by the encroaching Void, a force of pure entropy devouring space, time, and sanity itself. Its monstrous rifts open without warning, twisting streets into nightmares where creatures born from forgotten futures stalk anyone unlucky enough to wander too close. Chosen as the Timekeeper, Juno is forced into a deadly game of survival, where one mistake can spiral into endless loops of despair. But she’s not just running from monsters—there are those who know what she can do, and they will stop at nothing to steal her power, even if it means trapping her in an eternal rewind. As she- [System overload] [REDACTED] [Time Skip Initializing] disappears into realms and timelines. With every use of her ability, Juno inches closer to madness, questioning how many times she can watch herself die before she loses what little humanity she has left. Time is both a lifeline and a labyrinth, and the deeper she goes, the harder it becomes to tell what’s real. As the Void tightens its grip on reality, Juno must untangle the twisted threads of fate, confront enigmatic enemies who bend time as easily as she does, and unlock the secrets of her own existence—before her mind fractures, and she becomes just another forgotten anomaly in the collapsing timeline. Her only weapons are her ingenuity, grit, and a system that responds to her every action but reveals as much danger as it does opportunity. One wrong move can doom an entire future; one right step can rewrite reality itself. Every ally is a potential betrayer. Every enemy hides a clue. And in the end, Juno’s biggest enemy may be time itself. "This timekeeper... How much longer do you think you can run from fate? Do you really believe you can cheat death forever?" [System failing...] [Reality restart commencing] With the fabric of existence unraveling, Juno must decide: will she surrender to inevitability, or break free from the cycle to forge her own future? The clock is ticking. And she’s running out of time.

This is the Story of a Guy getting a System and bringing Unknown Dangers into his World and now with the help of the System he tries to Neutralize or Contain them making the organization called the Scp Foundation and him the Administrator

My first story ever. So what would happen if the characters from Vivziepop, react to one of the many timelines of the SCP Universe, this is going to be one Helluva Broken Day for them. Also, note that I don't own any characters. On a short note, I saw a lot of fan arts about it but not one reaction fanfiction, so I want to be the first to do it. Oh and to TheSilentAssassin, please keep up the good work, it is one of the best crossover stories I ever read. And sorry for doing this without your permission, but I couldn't resist doing this. Also, I'm sorry for not updating my novel, I have so many stuff do and I have a test coming up so yeah.

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.

The God Of The End is dead. Cults and heretics are rising up practicing sick rituals in the name of the "True Gods" Mortals are being corrupted by the power of the abyss, alliances are built in the face of an inevitable galactic war. A new god is taking millions of sacrifices per day. And untold horrors are lurking the dark cosmos. In that kind of world there can be no heroes.... even the strong are squashed like cockroaches everyday. Only pure evil can survive. In the midst of a merciless civil war, ... a young boy has a fateful encounter with a spiritual parasite. The boy doesn't care about the state of the world. Justice is a foreign concept to him. And kindness has cost him too much, There is only one thing he want's. And that is.... ... REVENGE Author: The power system I have planned is a mix of god's blessings, a magic/alchemy, technology, SCP's and certain racial traits. If you have any suggestions comment them I love to be inspired.

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"Is Fate the excuse of the forsaken, is Free Will the delusion of the chosen?" Such was a question that Xavier, the Demon King, never had the chance to ask himself. As he lay defeated, awaiting his death, he wondered about the wretched life he lived. 'The hero who killed me, the one who held the same ambitions as me. We both wanted good for the people, for the world. We are both two sides of the same coin, yet, fate decided that he will be the one the light will shine on. Perhaps it was me too, perhaps it was my karma for flowing the rivers of blood with my sword. But still... It was fate that squashed the humanity in me first! Damn fate, if I had one more chance, I would've lived for myself more, I wouldn't have taken this arbitrary role of being a necessary evil... This world, this game of destiny... It can burn to ashes for all I care.' As he sunk into the cold embrace of death, a certain [REDACTED] heard his dying wish with amusement and cast their die, reversing the wheel of time one last time and going all in on him on a risky gamble with the stakes of their world. ************** Discord Server (fixed): https://discord.gg/rZhT6zdp2f Author is on a break, exams are coming soon. The placeholder chapters are being updated, so you will not be notified if you add to library, since it's technically not a new chapter. ...Plus working on a new book that'll be released next year

an alternate au for scp

Have you ever wondered what would happen if the Overlord characters arrived in the SCP world? Well, find out here. How would the Foundation react when it had a World Item, or how would they react when they saw the Guardians? I invite you to read this fanfic! This is a set of SCP files with characters from Overlord. (Since I like the OP characters, so I am going to increase the power of the characters greatly, I hope you don't mind) This is my first story, so please leave me your criticisms and/or opinions!!!

[DROPPED] My name is [REDACTED]. I was just a normal, job-seeking guy who had just finished his undergraduate study and was hopeful of becoming a useful member of society. However, the job market in this current economy was quite harsh, and competition was at an all-time high. Thus... I remained unemployed for almost half a year. As usual, I was on a job hunting spree, hoping to finally find or land a job that would hire the poor me. However, fate had other plans for me... and I died, getting run over by a large truck. I thought I was dead, but... I soon woke up inside a test tube, surrounded by white-coated scientists in a dimly lit laboratory. I was confused, as I realized that my body, from head to toe, was covered with some sort of dark material that fit my skin quite tightly, as if I was wearing a skin-tight suit from a superhero comic. But... I wasn’t a superhero. “Good morning, Subject... No... Grunt No. 703.” I was just one of the supervillain's Grunts. [STATUS: DROPPED] Reason: - Trash writing in general - Pacing like a crippled snail - Overall a misaligned of what I had envisioned in my head

First Time Writing A Story So Constructive Criticism Is Welcomed ------------------------------------------------------------- Worlds He Will Go To: Fear and Hunger Danganronpa Initial d My Hero Academia Naruto One Piece Bleach Persona 5 Royal Stardew Valley Demon Slayer Cyberpunk 2077 + Cyberpunk: Egderunners Skyrim Undertale/Underverse HxH SCP G.O.W 2018 + The new God of War game Elden Ring Subnautica Dark souls The Forest Far cry Bioshock Fallout: New Vegas + Fallout 4 Project: Zomboid Minecraft Monster hunter Neon genesis evangelion I'm a spider, So what Tensura or That time I got reincarnated as a slime Hallow Knight The Witcher 3 GTA Yakuza 0 Toyko ghoul Toyko revengers Parry Jackson(know jackshit about this) NFS: Unbound Adventure time(Got inspired) Marvel A second life rankers return Record of Ragnarok Over Geared Jujutsu kaisen Took Some Inspiration From Grandpa Universe, Great Story Check It Out If You Haven't Already I Won't Drop This Adding More If I Feel Like It Updating When I want to (art is not mine) Holy shit that's a lot of fandoms that I'll will have to write

Ever wonder who writes the story of your life? No, not the author of this little synopsis (that’s me, by the way, hey there). I mean the big one—the all-seeing, all-knowing, slightly bored half-deity who probably thinks tragedy is an art form. Yeah, that one. She goes by the name Prometheus. This? This story is her absolute favorite—a killer she simply calls "Alisha." Why her favorite? Well, Prometheus has penned quite a few stories, even gave birth to her own duology (coming soon, don’t miss it), but Alisha? Oh, she’s something else. Betrayal, bloody battles, an identity crisis so deep it’ll pull you in (don’t even try to deny it). It’s a masterpiece in the making. But here’s the kicker: Prometheus didn’t just create Alisha. Oh no, she’s still writing her. Every step she takes, every bullet she fires, every question she asks about this so-called "real" world—it’s all me. Or at least, it was. Here’s the problem, though. Alisha is starting to... notice. She’s getting wise to the fact that her life isn’t hers, that her world is a little *too* convenient, and that her big mission? It’s not just about taking down the Prince who wants to rule the world—it’s about finding me. And let me tell you, reader, I’m equal parts terrified and exhilarated. So, here’s where you come in. As Alisha races through the shadows, pulling at the loose threads of her reality—and my divine little plot—she’s getting dangerously close to breaking out of this story altogether. If she finds me? Well... let’s just say the line between creator and creation might start to look a whole lot blurrier than either of us is comfortable with. But hey, it’s all part of the narrative. Probably. Shall we turn the page? Or should I rewrite Alisha out of this story before things get... a little too complicated? ~Prometheus

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A collection of short stories in my favourite franchise universes. Starts with SCP.

Volume 1: From Anomalous to Bizarre New Beginnings A young man name Rodeo, gets a mysterious package, revealing to be a Killer Queen helmet inside of it. To his curiousity, he wears it, and then gets ended up transporting to the anomalous universe of the SCPs. Now having the power of Killer Queen on his side, what will he do? Will he be contained or will he be helping the Foundation in protecting their world from complete world annihilation? Let's just say... it's going to be an explosive ride. (No pun intended) . . . Volume 2: Anomalous & Bizarre Wars After Rodeo and his friends' successful defeat of the demons of hell at the city of Las Vegas and the SCP world was now free from danger, the story continues with Rodeo and the rest of his team facing new challenges in the anomalous world of Scps. While they had defeated a few of their enemies, new threats loom in the horizon for him and his friends as beings and figures powerful and beyond their knowledge... or at least to their knowledge loom in the scp world and beyond the multiverse in a bid to take or annihilate the universe as more problems has now increased. But Rodeo's team has been growing and continues to show their might however will that be enough to face the impending dangers it has to offer? Rodeo will be tested both physically and mentally with these challenges in this strange dark world. With his friends, can he overcome his mental health and lead this world filled with countless horrors into peace? While he made many friends and allies, he also made many enemies, some that he has yet to meet.

Atlas was just a seemingly regular 22-year-old college student with occasionally wacky dreams. In a twist of cosmic "bullsh*t," the remnants of a powerful Void-Scar, and the fiddling of an Entity with too much free time, he gets thrust into the Alpha world of Sellene. Now reincarnated as a [SPOILER] [REDACTED], one of the mysterious Arkien species, Atlas must navigate a life filled with loyalty and betrayal, swords and spears, and divine interests. As he unravels the truth behind his strange new world, his [Void Corruption] and The Legendary 'Great Path,' he faces even greater mysteries: "What truly brought about the fall of Velathra? Why do these three lil' bandits keep following me?!" What lie in the shadows that speak at night? How will the gods react to the [VOID]? And what is his role in the unfolding chaos? Follow Atlas on his journey through a world where ancient beings play with fate, where kingdoms rise and fall, and where comedy meets danger in equal measure. As he builds alliances, uncovers hidden secrets, and discovers his destiny while bringing others with him, one thing is certain—this adventure will change him, and the world, forever, unless he changes them first, that is. [Erro#$*&!((!)@)#$$#@!@%^$#] [Part of this synopsis seems to be redacted. Your authority is insufficient to observe aspects of this data. Please overcome the System in a war of words to be approved for increased authority.] ----- Hello, this is my attempt at writing a story that has haunted my dreams for ages. It’s set in a vibrant fantasy world full of gods, magic, beasts, and monsters, and a bit of humor. Expect kingdom and faction-building elements to pop up pretty quick, along with twists you won’t see coming. While I haven’t yet decided on romance, this story will never have harem. Ever. Thank you for taking the time to read this and my story, it means the world to me. If you like it enough, consider adding it to your library/collections and leaving a review or commenting your favorite quips. Now, come brothers and sisters, let us sally forth into the great unknown, leg to leg! "Eh? Why do you only have two?" --------------------------------------------------------------------- Below is a character art of a (hopefully soon) fan-favorite character, at least I am one of their fans. The image is considered their armored form, but the main purpose of my sharing it is because the BODY-FORM is what Atlas and the other two characters after chapter 4 look like. Take a look: https://ibb.co/qdCP2nc

Thor's hammer, Thanos's Infinity Stones The dark elven holy land, the rough wild tribes The dragon's lair on the mountain, the mysterious ruins of the mermaid under the sea Well, Steve has been to none of the above. But that won’t be the case in the future

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Si lee haejin ay isang high school student na nakatira sa new cabalan, olonggapo city isa sa dating sikat na lugar sa pilipinas, ngunit may 'di inaasahang pangyayari..... Ma- k-ma-alat n- sak----(REDACTED) "Hello!? may tao ba dyan?" Sabi ng isang lalaki ".....hu...huh?...si..sino ka!?" Sigaw nya habang may tinatanaw na bagay "rrr...arg...rrrr....RAAAA!" biglang tumakbo sa lalaki "a....AHHHHHHHHHH!" Agad nyang sinarado ang pinto at tumakbo sa kwarto ng kinakabahan.