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Light Of The Shadow | The Battle Of God |

Trong một thế giới mà bản chất được dệt nên từ vô vàn tầng lớp của những ràng buộc vô hình, nơi từng phân tử hiện hữu đều bị khắc ghi bởi định luật của sự trói buộc và mỗi linh hồn đều là con rối bị điều phối bởi chuỗi xích vô tận của nguyên lý. Và trong chính sự điên cuồng ấy, một phản nghịch đã nảy sinh...Từ phản nghịch đó, đứa con của tự do đã ra đời, không phải như một sinh vật, mà như một dị điểm của toàn thể. Lumine là một mầm mống không thuộc về trật tự, một tồn tại gào thét giữa vòm trời bất động, một biểu tượng sống của khước từ mọi gông cùm đã khai sinh ra khát vọng tuyệt đối, hủy diệt mọi ràng buộc. Không phải bằng thù hận, mà bằng chính cơn đói triệt để với tự do tuyệt đối, Lumine và kẻ song hành đã thách thức thực tại, một thực tại vốn là mê cung bất khả phản kháng được dựng nên bởi những kẻ mang danh Thần, những kẻ không tạo ra thế giới mà lại chiếm hữu nó bằng thứ quyền lực mượn danh ý chí. Thế nhưng, ngay khi bàn tay họ tưởng đã chạm đến thứ ánh sáng rực rỡ nơi cuối đường hầm, cái ánh sáng mà họ nghĩ là sự giải thoát thì chính vòm trời ấy sụp đổ, và thực tại cười khẩy bằng tiếng cười của vô số bánh răng vận mệnh gãy vụn. Họ không bị đánh bại bởi kẻ thù, mà bởi chính quy luật đã thối rữa của cái thế giới họ muốn phá tan, nơi mọi hành động dù nhỏ bé nhất cũng bị tính trước trong một ma trận tuyệt đối của hệ quả. Đắng cay thay, cái chân lý mà họ đuổi bắt, cái chân lý trần truồng, tinh khôi và thuần khiết nhất... tự do lại nằm ngay trước mắt họ, song bị che khuất bởi sự tồn tại của một điều không nên tồn tại...Và chính vì thế, sự tồn tại của hắn không thể được dung thứ. Không phải bởi vì đạo lý, mà bởi vì hắn là dấu chấm hết của mọi diễn ngôn. Kẻ đó không nên tồn tại. Không phải bởi vì hắn sai, mà bởi vì hắn là thứ thuần túy, một lỗ hổng mang hình người trong thân thể của một thế giới đang hấp hối vì chính những gì hắn cho phép tồn tại.
Ishigami_Asura · 23.1K Views

Fated to the Alpha's Sons: An Omegas Rise to Fame

She was floating.. no, hanging! On what?! She struggled to get back on her feet but was pulled into something so.. hard and warm. And It smelt so damn good... She tried looking back to see what was holding her but the 'thing' wasn't having it. She looked down to see a very large pair of strong and hairy arms, wrapped around her torso, sending jolts of unexpected pleasure to her nether region. "Let me go, you dumb brute!!" She screamed, squirming in his arms, trying to slip out of his unyielding grip but stopped when she realized his grip was getting tighter. "What is this?! Tell him I do not want him! I reject mphh..." Her words were cut off by one of the men surrounding her. "I'll only release you so long as you promise to listen to 'us'." The man holding her said. Who were the 'us' he mentioned? They were none other than the three sons of the Alpha. And I... Who was suddenly caught by them, was an Omega. They wanted to talk, huh? Well, so be it. There was only so much an Omega like her could do anyway. "Fine," she said, relaxing her stance. "But you have to give me some space. Please," "Not a chance, princess," he said, his face bearing a smug that made her sigh in annoyance. "Fine," she said and he relaxed his grip on her, giving her a chance to at least stand to her feet. As soon as she stood firmly on her feet, she looked up at all three of them and the most crazy thing happened. She heard her wolf purr in her mind. 'MATE' What? ************ Bethany Sage. Your average everyday Omega, had never really liked her average, mediocre life. She loved the peace but had always been one to love more.. She had been envious of Audrey-The Beta's beloved and only daughter-whom everyone envisions to be the future Luna of Black River Pack. She always dreamt of having a mate with so much power and not because she thought Audrey was a aggravating - She kinda did- and on her 18th birthday, her dream comes true!! But of course, Selene-The Moon Goddess-has never been one to do things the normal way.. including assigning a mate..or mates..
Empress_Qwin · 104.7K Views

The Path Beyond Script

In a world where power and control rewrite history, a boy named Kasel , 18 yr old, lives quietly—unnoticed, abandoned, surviving through routine and silence. But a suppressed memory stirs, disrupting the fragile rhythm of his existence. At the same time, a mysterious 18-year-old contract—tied to political power—is quietly beginning to collapse,slowly digging at the layers of rewritten history beneath it. The story unravels a hidden connection between a collapsing 18-year-old contract and a rewritten history hidden by the government—quietly investigated by two YouTubers driven by personal loss. It travels across private choices, political currents, and fragile minds—slowly peeling back the mystery of a forgotten incident from 11 years ago. ___________________________________ At the center is Kasel—an unnoticed, introverted 18-year-old boy living like a shadow. Orphaned, quietly longing for love, he works in a small shop, enduring mockery and monotony just to exist. Kasel’s mind often glitches—brief flashes of a memory he doesn’t understand, one he’s learned to ignore. But when a stranger appears—someone he doesn’t remember but might be connected to it all—everything begins to change. This arc follows Kasel’s psychological unraveling and the slow emergence of his past and truth . ___________________________________ This is a slow-burn political–psychological mystery thriller about memory, identity, control, and power.
Verax_author · 3.1K Views

Script Walker

Her fingers shook,not from weakness. From the need to control something. Anything. Me. "I want them all dead," she whispered into my shoulder. "Every. Last. One." I wrapped my arms around her. Let her tremble. Not because I cared. But because this was where empires were born: not on thrones, but in broken chambers and whispered grief. "It's already begun," I said into her hair. She looked up at me,those green eyes glassy with heat and hatred. "You'll kill them for me?" "No," I said. "I'll kill them for *us*." She kissed me like a drowning woman. No ceremony. No coyness. Just hunger and rage tangled into something that barely felt human. And I gave her what she needed,not love, not comfort, but the illusion of control. That's what sex is. A chess move with sweat. We collapsed onto her bed like monarchs of ashes. Her grief was my weapon. My whispers were her gospel. And somewhere, beneath all the heat and hatred, she forgot that her son had screamed. I didn't. Later, when the candlelight dimmed and she finally fell asleep beside me,arm thrown over my chest like a claim,I stared at the ceiling, replaying the scene in my mind. Her son's death wasn't clean. It wasn't meant to be. It was a ritual. One sacrifice to awaken a world not yet ready. I opened my HUD. [Narrative Skill: Cinematic Reflexes - Passive Trigger: PLANNED COMBAT SCENE- EXECUTED PERFECTLY] [Event Branching Complete: Historical Rewrite Unlocked] [Villain Proximity Rising: The Scriptorian watches your edits.] Good. Let him watch. The Director's Cut could hide behind his twisted timelines all he wanted,this was my spinoff now.
Nà_thaniel · 6.9K Views

Birth of the Ruler: The Emergence of the Primordial Race

Tags: Celestials, Demons, Titans, Magic, .... Before Earth’s destruction, Zion was involved in a tragic accident that caused his soul to escape the planet. This event spared him from witnessing the catastrophic disaster that annihilated all life, leaving no living creature behind. However, Earth and every soul connected to it underwent an on imaginable distribution as they got refined by the Celestial being for its mysterious purpose. Both souls and matter were erased from existence. After 1,000 cosmic years, Zion was reborn as a Titan, a member of the legendary Primordial Race. Myths tell of how, after creating the Seven Heavens and the Seven Hells, the Cosmos populated them with two opposing forces: the Celestial Race, who adhered to cosmic laws to refine their divinity, and the Demon Race, who defied those same laws in their pursuit of power. But the Celestials and Demons were not the Cosmos’ final creations. A third race was unintentionally born, the Primordials, beings capable of bending the very laws of reality. Feared for their overwhelming power, their existence threatened the delicate balance of creation. To prevent chaos, the Cosmos sacrificed itself, using its own essence to seal the Primordials at the edge of the Void, far beyond the reach of the heavens and hells. Zion, born as the first true Primordial through natural birth, an act that defied cosmic laws, became a member of the Nihiliths, a noble Void Primordial clan. His unique existence granted him unparalleled abilities to manipulate the fabric of reality itself, marking him as a being of extraordinary potential. But his life was far from easy. The Celestials and Demons, unable to rival the Primordials’ power, discovered loopholes in the ancient seal. Out of envy and greed, they began abducting newborn Primordials, exploiting their essence for twisted experiments, weapons, and forbidden alchemy. Zion uncovers a dark truth: the destruction of Earth was not a natural catastrophe but a calculated act to prevent humanity’s evolution into a race capable of rivaling the heavens. Now, Zion must rise as the leader of the scattered and sealed Primordials. He must unite his people, protect them from the relentless schemes of Celestials and Demons, and uncover the secrets behind the Cosmos’ ultimate sacrifice. To reclaim the Primordials’ rightful place in the universe, Zion must embrace his full potential, even if it means bending the laws of creation itself and challenging the balance of existence. releasing days: Monday, Wednesday, Friday
Primordial001 · 234K Views
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