Harmonic Scrap Nms

Additional tags #Gods #Devil #Ancient beings #Creators #Monarchs (Notice : there are two paths for those who are in search of harem and one who wants no-harem and here is a good news because I myself don't know, you asked why (°^°) well nothing because this novel is an accident i didn't want to post but mistakenly set the time. So the harem and no-harem part will be dealt later and enjoy the reading right now, if possible then ignore my mistake in first 11 chapters.) –————– Zar had just completed the prologue of his first novel—a sprawling, intricate universe known as the Nexus Verse, filled with multiverses, ancient beings, and a god-tier academy designed to train the most powerful individuals across existence. He had poured years into world-building, designing complex systems, and crafting lore that would put even the greatest fictional worlds to shame. It was his magnum opus… or so he thought. Then, on the night of his 22nd birthday, something went horribly wrong. A simple cake-cutting moment turned into an out-of-body experience, and when he woke up, he wasn’t at home anymore. Instead, he found himself standing inside the very world he had created—but there was a problem. He had only written the prologue. The rest? Just scattered ideas in his head. And now, he was here. To his horror, the Nexus Verse was far more vast and chaotic than he had imagined. His "brilliant" concepts had backfired spectacularly—there weren’t just a few multiverses, there were over 9,000 of them, each teeming with powerful civilizations, cosmic monstrosities, and warlords that made gods look like insects. Worse, the Nexus Academy—the elite institution he had designed to train only the strongest beings—was real. And as fate would have it, he was now a participant in its entrance exam. Armed with whatever scraps of lore he can remember and the horrifying realization that he might have made this world way too overpowered, Zar must navigate the trials of Nexus Academy, outsmart beings that defy logic, and pray that none of the godlike entities he wrote into existence decide to obliterate him just for fun. After all, if the author himself doesn’t even know what happens next… how the hell is he supposed to survive? As he struggles to comprehend the madness he has been thrown into, a voice—ancient, boundless, and resonating with unfathomable power—echoes in his mind. [At long last… the Architect awakens. Welcome, my sole and rightful wielder.] Zar's breath caught in his throat. What the hell had he created?

Tianwu Continent, thirteen hundred years ago. The ancestors followed the strongest primal beasts, picking up the scraps of other primal beasts' carcasses left behind by their consumption. The mighty primal beasts did not bother to pay attention to these creatures smaller than their toe tips, while the ancestors felt immense gratitude towards the primal beasts for leaving behind some remnants, to which they prostrated themselves in worship.

In a freak alchemy accident, the omnipotent Extreme Alchemist of his generation was bound to the continuous cycle of worldly existence. His fallen soul was reincarnated into the body of an ordinary young man named Fang Lin. From then on, Fang Lin became the chaotic mess of an alchemy genius. "You’re nothing but scraps before me. I am the almighty Extreme Alchemist! So, you’re a martial arts genius, huh? Come...Come. Come! Have a taste of the elixir made by the great master." The path of becoming an extreme alchemist was rough, bumpy and rugged, but at the end, the Mighty Cauldron awaited beyond the Nine Cauldrons!

For centuries, the Shattered Gate has held back the horrors lurking in the Beyond. It was the last safeguard against Corruption, the remnants of a disastrous war that nearly consumed the world. But now, the Gate is weakening, and Rifts—fractures in reality—have begun spilling chaos into the Twelve Mega-Cities. Reid Eulison grew up scavenging electronic scrap in the slums—until the night he awakens an impossible gift. [Initializing System Override...] [You are now a Candidate of the Shattered Gate.] [Your Path is Unwritten.] Marked by an ancient power that should not exist, Reid must uncover the truth behind the Shattered Gate, navigate a world teetering on the brink of collapse, and carve his place in a hierarchy where strength is absolute and betrayal is inevitable. But as the war for dominion intensifies, a horrifying truth emerges: The Shattered Gate wasn’t meant to protect humanity. It was meant to keep something out. And now… it’s waking up.

Which way is North? How do you reach North without seeing? His world is darkness, but not silence; for the staff in his hand sings. Curved from an ancient tree whose roots drink from the hidden warmth beneath the snow, it hums a melody only he can hear, a compass tuned to the heartbeat of the North. He navigates the world searching for his mother's homeland. The land he seeks is no barren waste. Rivers slice through ice like liquid sapphire, their music harmonizing with his staff. Towers of crystal and light pierce the horizon - spires built by forgotten hands, refracting auroras into swords of color. Here, cold is not an end but a crucible. Fruit trees, heavy with pomegranates glowing like embers, thrive where others would perish. Their sweetness is earned. Their roots know secrets. This is Frostsprite, where the land is like a fable. Are all fables true?

In the year 2147, humanity lives under the absolute control of the United Federation of Sovereign States (UFSS). Society is divided into unbreakable classes within the System, where heroes are glorified, and outcasts exist only to be trampled upon. Kael Arvid has spent his life in the Lower Districts, surviving on miserable jobs and accumulating hatred against a world that never gave him a chance. But when he discovers a mysterious artifact in the Scrap Graveyard, his fate changes forever. The System offers him a forbidden role: Anti-Hero. He will not be a savior, nor a leader. His only mission is to sow chaos, challenge the established order, and gain power at any cost. However, accepting this path comes at a price: every victory draws him closer to darkness and the loss of his own humanity. While the world sees him as a threat, the true enemy hides within the depths of the System, manipulating reality itself. Kael is just a piece in a much larger game… but perhaps he is the only one capable of breaking it.

If you enjoy this book, remember to check my WSA entry, The Divine Heist _________ In a world where humanity struggles to survive against rampaging beasts, Reid Fletcher, once a member of the powerful Fletcher family, has been cast out and abandoned. Born with pitifully low soul power, Reid’s future seemed doomed in a society that values strength above all else. Forced to live in the scrapyards, a forgotten wasteland where the outcasts scavenge and survive, Reid discovers a hidden potential—an ancient artifact known as the Evolution Codex. Read to find out how Reid's journey will unfold. Will he rise to the top or remain a nobody forever? ______ Fair warning: If you're expecting a perfectly written book, this probably isn't it. This is my first novel, and there are plenty of mistakes and pacing issues. But if you're still willing to give it a shot, I hope you enjoy the ride!

'A Culinary Adventure in the Game World!!' Kai never asked for this. One minute, he’s stuck in a dead-end life, barely scraping by. Next, he’s reincarnated into a game world, trapped in the body of the Darklord. But there's a twist—he doesn’t just inherit the Darklord’s power. No, Kai is cursed with something far worse: a Culinary System that can turn food into magic, potions, and weaponry. In a world where culinary prowess is power, Kai has to master his cooking skills to survive. Can he turn scraps into a full course of victories, or will he fall victim to the game's deadly rules? As he navigates treacherous quests, forms unlikely alliances, and battles powerful foes, Kai learns that his new identity as the Darklord isn't just about power—it's about survival. But he's not the only one after the game’s ultimate secrets. A mysterious Crimson Guild, bent on using Kai’s Culinary System to take control of the world, is hot on his heels. To escape this game, Kai will need to unlock the true potential of his cooking, master ancient recipes, and discover how to break free from the game... but can he do all that before the Guild catches up with him? A world of dangerous quests, supernatural enemies, and magic-infused meals await! The Culinary System. The Darklord’s power. And a feast of deadly secrets. The game has just begun.

Arcane Ascension: The Technomancer’s Legacy Elias Graham was just an engineer—a university student obsessed with technology, innovation, and solving problems. But when he is suddenly summoned to a war-torn world where magic reigns and science is nothing more than a forgotten relic, he quickly realizes that survival demands more than just knowledge. Branded as an outsider, Elias struggles against a society that sees him as weak, especially when he discovers his mana reserves are nearly nonexistent. But while others cast spells and wield swords, Elias builds. Armed with nothing but his intellect and whatever scrap he can scavenge, he begins forging his own path to power—creating a war armor that fuses magic and technology. But the deeper he delves into this world, the more secrets he uncovers. The ruling Academy, which controls all knowledge of magic, fears technology—and for good reason. Beneath ancient ruins lie remnants of the Vanguard, a lost civilization that once stood at the pinnacle of both science and sorcery. And within those ruins, Elias discovers a chilling truth: he is not the first Technomancer. With war looming between the Academy and forces beyond the stars, Elias must race against time to unearth the secrets of Project Genesis, unlock the power of the legendary war armor, and fight enemies who see him as either a threat or a savior. As his inventions evolve, so too does the battlefield—pushing him from a lone engineer into a commander, and ultimately, the only one who can stand between humanity and extinction. But history has a habit of repeating itself. The last Technomancer failed. Elias refuses to. In a world where magic dominates, he will rise as the first warrior of science. The question is—will he change the world, or will the world break him first?

One day, I was dying being stabbed by an “unsatisfied” client, leaving me in a cold dark alley with only my memories and regrets. I closed my eyes looking and my friend, the moon itself, my sole companion who will actually care for my final rest. The next day, I was awake and alive, in the same body type, but with a different face, a new name and in another place. I was not in that alley anymore, I was in an old vintage type of room. Next thing I knew, all the memories of he dead person whose body I took over came over me. Turns out, I, was now Amelia Cora Baker, a girl whose mother left her living in the family as a servant while she and her new family would get all the spoils and left Amelia to fed out of scraps. But I wasn’t going to let them use me as they see fit! I would avenge the original Amelia and impersonate her with my knowledge in business and marketing and get out of the house as soon as possible! My plan consists in a variety of very specific steps: Step number 1: Get a job or jobs. As long as they legal, it doesn’t matter how much they pay, & try to stay out of the house as much as possible. Step 2: Leave the family and get Amelia’s biological father’s inheritance and leave for a place close to the city. —> Step 2b: if winter caughts you before hand, then settle on a place for the winter and then continue on searching in spring. Step 3: (Whether you’ve made it to the city or not yet) Create your own products. Start with the basics: bread, milk products such as cheese and yogurt, cookies and even baked goods such as pies and cakes. Step 4: Start contracting people to work for you. Whether they’re women or children doesn’t matter as long as they do a good job. Step 5: Open a small store in the city to sell the things that you produce and make business partners with other people & traders. —> Note: Only when you’ve finally found a permanent place to settle in. Step 6: Create your own shelter for women & children to help them get back on their feet. Step 7: Keep working hard until retirement. Next thing I know I have a HUGE market inside an ENORMOUS place with millions of customers. Small businesses would make deals with me to sell their products in my place and even royalty and people from other countries would come just to take a look at what I can offer. I literally made my OWN Emporium! My life could not be better right? Wait, what do you mean that the pair of e enslaved twins that I rescued, safely helped them and raised them turned out to be big shots?! What?! You mean the baby girl who I found in the road was the lost princess of a neighbouring Empire?! Huh?! What do you mean that my little half-Elf boy became the new King of Elves? What’s next?! That the man that got me pregnant is actually the new Tyrant of this Kigndom?! . . . . Oh oh.

In a world where shadows lurk unseen, Paritraan is not your typical hero. Born from loss and forged in hardship, he abandoned his dreams to support his struggling family—only to lose everything. Left broken after his mother’s mysterious death, he stumbles upon Anahata, a sentient machine from a forgotten civilization, who offers him more than just power—it offers him purpose. With scraps and technology far beyond human comprehension, Paritraan crafts his own suit of Armor and weapons to wage war against hidden enemies who threaten humanity from the shadows. As he unravels the dark conspiracy behind his mother’s death, he discovers that aliens walk among humans, and not all of them come in peace. But being a hero isn’t easy. Haunted by his past, hunted by unknown forces, and burdened by an AI that’s as playful as it is powerful, Paritraan must rise above his pain. Because in the fight for humanity’s future, even a hero forged from scrap can shine brighter than steel. In this battle between light and shadow, will Paritraan’s redemption be the world’s salvation?

Look, I never asked to be anyone’s problem. I was perfectly fine living my life—making money, looking pretty, and keeping my clients happy. Not exactly a normal career path, but hey, when you grow up in the slums with a face like mine, you take what you can get. And I was good at it. Then my boss decided I was too valuable to be left unsupervised and assigned me a caretaker. Enter Selene. She was sharp-tongued, infuriatingly stubborn, and didn’t treat me like some fragile doll—so, naturally, I fell for her. Hard. And, somehow, she fell for me too. It was messy, complicated, and completely perfect. Then her birthday came around. We, uh… celebrated. Turns out, my girlfriend wasn’t just some wild, reckless dreamer. She was the most wanted criminal in the galaxy. And I was the idiot who fell for her. For the record, I don’t regret it. Now, I’m locked up by the World Intergalactic Representatives (WIR), a bunch of suit-wearing control freaks who want to use me as a radar to track Selene down. Turns out, falling in love with Selene didn’t just get me in trouble—it bound us together in ways I still don’t understand. The universe is bigger, weirder, and way more dangerous than I ever imagined. We’ve got cosmic warlords, ancient alien ruins, and this terrifying energy called Cosmic Harmonics that lets some people tear apart reality itself. Oh, and let’s not forget the Phantom of the Nebula—aka Selene, aka my ex (I think? I hope not.)—who somehow managed to piss off the entire galaxy. And in the midst of all this, I just have one question. How many worlds do I have to burn before I get her back?

Magi of Sinlung Larin was just another apprentice magi, content with the quiet pursuit of knowledge—until war shattered his world. The Kirat Empire, an iron-fisted colossus, has long trampled Xiaxo under its boot, but their rule has fractured. As rebellion brews and ancient forces stir, Larin finds himself at the heart of a conflict far greater than he ever imagined. The magic of Sinlung, the breath of the land itself, is awakening. Beings older than recorded history—Primordial entities, Guardian Beasts, and cosmic civilizations lurking beyond the stars—have begun to make their moves. Some see humanity as pawns, others as tools, and a few as something more. But the wars of gods and conquerors will not wait for one young magi to catch up. Resistance is inevitable. Betrayal is certain. Survival is not. Larin must wield every scrap of knowledge, power, and cunning to carve a path forward. From the battlefields of Xiaxo to the depths of forgotten ruins, from the councils of war to the whispers of cosmic magi, he will face blood, sacrifice, and impossible truths. The world is shifting, and with it, the nature of magic itself. Will he remain a mere student of the arcane, or will he forge himself into something greater? What to Expect: In-depth and immersive worldbuilding – Traditions, cultures, and histories woven into a living world. Grand-scale civilizations – Empires, resistance forces, and cosmic hierarchies, each with their own agendas. A clash of ideologies – What does it mean to rule? To resist? To be free? Philosophical and moral complexity – No easy answers, only difficult choices. Slow-burn grimdark progression – A mix of slice-of-life, political intrigue, and brutal reality. A layered magic system – Sinlung Arts, ancient philosophies, and the unraveling secrets of existence. GameLit elements – Structured progression, world mechanics, and a system beyond mere stats. Updates M/W/F

Meet Yozora, the charming student council president with a love that’s as intense as it is terrifying. He's got a sharp smile, a dangerous edge, and a love for Momo that makes stalking look like a hobby. When Momo, an ordinary girl trying to avoid drama, accidentally becomes the center of his obsessive attention, things spiral from sweet gestures to… creepy behavior. Yozora’s “love” is full of flowers, threats, and knives—but all in the name of passion, right? Whether he’s writing her name on every scrap of paper he can find, cornering her with a knife in a back alley, or showing up uninvited just to remind her who she belongs to, Yozora isn’t going to let anything—or anyone—stand between him and his perfect girl. But Momo? She’s just trying to survive. Between dodging his unpredictable moods, refusing his advances, and desperately trying to keep her sanity intact, Momo has no idea what she’s gotten herself into. Can she survive his “love,” or will she fall victim to his twisted affection? Find out in this dark romance comedy where obsession is the ultimate love language—and Momo’s just trying not to get stabbed in the process. Warning: This book contains humor, romance, and seriously unhinged behavior. Read at your own risk—Yozora may just win you over. Or else.

In a cultivation world where geniuses soared like dragons and prodigies shone like stars, strength determined one’s destiny. Empires rose and fell with the swing of a cultivator's sword, and immortality was the ultimate prize. Magical beasts roamed the wild lands, ancient sects guarded forbidden techniques, and the heavens themselves favored the talented. But Aayan was none of those things. A below-average student at the prestigious Skyfall Academy, Aayan was nothing more than a speck of dust in a world of blazing suns. Mocked by his peers, ignored by mentors, and overshadowed even by the most mediocre cultivators, he had no talent, no skills, and seemingly no future. His life was destined to be one of failure, forgotten before it ever began. Until that day. When Aayan hit rock bottom, beaten, humiliated, and left to rot in despair, a voice echoed in his mind: [System Initialization Complete."] [Damn Fucking God System Activated.] [Host: Aayan. Status: Pathetic Loser.] [Objective: Conquer the World, Dominate the Strong, and Build the Ultimate Harem.] With the Damn Fucking God System—a cheat-like existence capable of making the impossible possible—Aayan’s life took a dark, thrilling turn. No longer bound by the rules of cultivation, he rose from nothing, turning humiliation into dominance and weakness into overwhelming power. This is the story of how a worthless boy became the most feared man in the world, with powerful women kneeling at his feet—not out of love, but pure submission. Highlight Features of the Damn Fucking God System (DFGS) for Harem Building: Harem Domination Protocol: Analyzes a woman's deepest desires, fears, and weaknesses, providing Aayan with strategies to seduce, manipulate, or dominate them completely. Whether it's a proud princess, a cold-hearted assassin, or a goddess from another realm—no one is beyond his reach. Charm Enhancement: Passively boosts Aayan’s charisma, making his presence irresistible to women. His voice, scent, and gaze can stir emotions ranging from fascination to uncontrollable desire. Seduction Quests: The system generates personalized missions like "Break the Ice Queen’s Pride" or "Tame the Demoness in Bed," with rewards including new abilities, cultivation techniques, or rare artifacts upon completion. Dual Cultivation Mastery: Grants Aayan forbidden dual cultivation techniques that not only enhance his power through intimate acts but also make the experience addictive for his partners, ensuring their loyalty. Emotional Control Field: A hidden ability that subtly influences the emotions of those around Aayan, making it easier to create bonds, spark jealousy, or ignite passion when needed. How Aayan’s Life Changes: From a pathetic, ignored failure to a ruthless conqueror, Aayan’s transformation is nothing short of monstrous. No longer begging for scraps of attention, he commands respect, fear, and desire. His enemies tremble at his name, while the most untouchable women fight for his attention. But power comes with a price. As Aayan climbs higher, he faces not just external threats from jealous cultivators, sects, and even gods—but also the growing darkness within himself. This isn’t just a story of power. It’s a story of domination, desire, and the rise of a man who refused to be forgotten

In a world where the dead roam and the living are forced to fight for every scrap of survival, Evie Carter, a tough ex-military medic, is just trying to make it through another day. With a hardened heart and walls built from years of loss, she trusts no one—not even herself. But when she crosses paths with Noah Bennett, a brilliant virologist on a desperate mission to find a cure for the plague that decimated humanity, her world shifts in ways she never expected. Together, they form an uneasy alliance, driven by their separate goals and the harsh reality of the world they live in. Alongside them are Marcus, a grizzled ex-cop with a rough past, and Riley, a resourceful young scavenger with a wild streak. As they navigate the dangers of the infected and the ruthless gangs that rule the land, including the fearsome leader known only as The Butcher, the group learns to trust in each other—or die trying. Amidst the violence, betrayal, and heartbreak, Evie and Noah find something neither of them anticipated: hope. A slow-burn romance begins to blossom between them, but the stakes are high, and love may not be enough to keep them safe. In a world where survival is the only thing that matters, is it possible for love to survive after the end?

Hunter Bellows was an orphan. He died at the age of twenty, and he got another chance to live from a certain god in exchange for a small favor in his next life. Naturally, Hunter took that chance. When Hunter, now Kai Darkbloom saw what talent and class he had awakened, a certain thought crossed his mind. 'Do I even need to live in society anymore? What if I just scrap the whole thing and go live in the wild?'

It all started with a paper plane. A simple, impulsive gesture—a checklist scrawled onto a scrap of paper, thrown across a room. Are you single? Are you gay? A moment meant to be fleeting. A question meant as a joke. But when Lia catches it, when she marks it and hands it back with nothing but a quiet “Here,” something shifts in Chantel’s world. She wasn’t supposed to fall for her. Lia wasn’t supposed to say yes to a relationship. And yet, against all odds, they happened. What follows is a love story built on patience, hope, and the unspoken belief that love—if nurtured long enough—can change anything. But love is never that simple. Sometimes, love is a paper plane—light enough to soar, fragile enough to fall.

“I'd give you my soul, if that's what you want.” Eleven. Silver locks. Amethyst eyes. Shiny skin. Blood sweeter than wine. Most sought after 'good' in the Kingdom. She was everything a man would need, and also everything a man would kill to have. Whoever touched Eleven's hair would be granted good things. Whoever plucked her eyes out would get gems richer than the kingdom's currency. Whoever scrapped her skin would be getting a warm coat. Whoever tasted her blood would be granted immortality. She was a Goddess. Goddess of Life. * “I'd burn the fucking world for you, if that's what you want.” Zeiss. A rare man. Has the power of invisibility. The power to turn anything into flames. The power to end a person's life with just thoughts. The power of all wicked things a person wouldn't wish to have. The same world he promised to give her, the same world he would burn to the ground, if she wished for it. He was a God. The God of Death. When Zeiss meets the sought after Goddess of Life. He is reminded everything about his mother. Her silver locks and her eyes that shone brighter than gems and diamonds. Eleven, a woman who spoke to him like no other. A woman who made him believe he had a soul in him after he had thought he had none left. A woman who could bring him life and also be his damnation. The first and only woman he was loved by and ever loved.

Warning "[This novel is intended for 18+ audiences only due to brutal fight scenes and explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.]" . The slums of Yanjing were a desolate ruin. Broken structures and burning trash fires illuminated the cold, unforgiving night. Zhang Yong crouched in an alley, his thin, malnourished frame barely hidden behind a pile of rusted machinery. His dark eyes gleamed with desperation as he gnawed on a half-burnt piece of bread. Around him, the sounds of the strong crushing the weak echoed like a haunting melody. "Did you think you could escape me Zhang Yong"It’s all I have left."The last pure human, begging for scraps? Pathetic. Maybe,maybe..... Tik Tik Tik "Absolute Krishna Domain"System Activate . oh my oh my "All you should deserve only death"

“Let’s make things right now, shall we?” An otaku, socially awkward, 20 years old Airi Shin, was peacefully living her university life, without a hitch. Until her life changed overnight, as she faced an accident on Christmas by a white car running over her. Soon the light before her eyes started to fade away. But when she woke up, she found herself somewhere she wasn’t supposed to be. While she was wondering when and how she landed up there, a man came to her, offering her a chance. To make everything right where it went wrong, and change her fate. Getting to know her entire situation, she met new people, some new situations, and some new feelings bloomed. —————— “That guy is a threat to her, and I will do anything to prevent them from meeting, even if they are fated, to protect her smile,” Ryo swore to himself, while seeing a bright smile on Airi’s face. —————— “I know it might be rude of me now, but can I be your acquaintance once again?” Carter expectantly asked Airi, when the bright moonlight poured over her, making her the most beautiful in the world. —————— “Get the hell out of my sight! Get out! You should’ve been dead all along!” Airi was never bothered by any harsh words, and Shiro was no one to her. Yet somehow, him saying all of this while looking at her with hatred, pierced her heart so badly that she couldn’t stop the tears rolling down her eyes. —————— “I won’t let your lifetimes be filled in despair ever again, I will help you to resolve your regrets in every lifetime, so can it be me?” eyes filled with emotions, Ryo said it to her. And there is this voice, which keeps ringing in her head. A voice so deep, pleading to her every time on her deathbed. “Don’t go! Don’t die on me again!” “I don’t deserve to be by his side, but I want to… and it hurts…” Airi broke into tears, while nature was also harmonizing with her, pouring rain. So many loose ends to tie, so many regrets to resolve. Amidst all of this, will Airi be able to make her life better? Will she be able to deal with the unknown yet oddly familiar events unfolding before her? In between all of this, will their love really bloom? Or it will dry out before that, and fade away in the pages of their lives? —————— Yosh, y'all! This is my very first attempt to write something down. And it’s totally my imaginary world, where I used a tid-bits of reality, so if anything hurts or triggers you, allow me to let you know that whatever I did here, totally for the sake of my story, and of course no harm intended. Caution alert! There are multiple male leads, but who would be the main lead that is the question! Say it love triangle, rectangle, pentangle, whatever you fit ;-; *The cover photo is something I found and edited according to my choice and preferences, so definitely credits to the rightful owner!* Join my discord: https://discord.gg/22JepJWX4D IG: @namcandy101 FB: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100073239561050 (Search Nam Candy)

Aeliana’s body tensed, every instinct urging her to flee, but her legs refused to obey. The weight of Kaelion’s presence pressed down on her chest, as if the air itself bowed to his will. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay upright, to meet his gaze with whatever scraps of courage she could muster. She wouldn’t let him see her fear. “Step forward,” Kaelion ordered, his tone smooth but unyielding. Her jaw tightened. The part of her that was human screamed to fight, to run, but there was a faint hum beneath her skin—a whisper of something else. Something fae. It stirred like a forgotten memory, pulling her feet forward against her will. She stopped only a breath away from him, her chin tilted defiantly despite the trembling in her limbs. Up close, the king was even more overwhelming. His features were carved in sharp, perfect lines, his mismatched eyes glinting with an intelligence that saw too much. He wasn’t just cruel; he was calculating. A predator who enjoyed the chase as much as the kill. “What are you?” Kaelion asked, his voice soft but dangerous. He reached out, his claw-tipped fingers brushing the edge of her hood. She flinched, and his lips twitched—a hint of amusement at her reaction. “I’m no one,” she bit out, her voice steadier than she felt. “Just a thief.” “A thief?” he echoed, his fingers catching the edge of the hood. With a single motion, he pushed it back, exposing her face to the moonlight. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder, their perfect features twisting with disdain. Kaelion’s eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her. “No one, indeed.” He took a step closer, his presence enveloping her like a dark tide. “And yet… there’s something about you. Something familiar.” Aeliana’s heart pounded as his hand moved, fingers brushing the curve of her jaw. His touch was light, but it burned like fire, sending a shiver down her spine. “I should kill you for your insolence,” Kaelion said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But there’s a… curiosity to you. A defiance I rarely see.” His lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think I’ll keep you instead.” “Keep me?” Her voice cracked as anger flared, momentarily overriding her fear. “I’m not some pet to be claimed.” Kaelion’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, imperious glare. “You misunderstand, little thief. I’m not offering you a choice.” Aeliana’s stomach twisted as he raised his hand, his fingers glowing faintly with dark energy. Before she could react, a pulse of power shot through her, wrapping around her wrists like invisible chains. She stumbled, her knees buckling, but the magic held her upright. “You’ve entered my city, stolen from my people, and dared to defy me,” Kaelion said, his voice echoing with authority. “Your punishment will serve as a lesson to all who think they can do the same.” “And what punishment is that?” she spat, struggling against the bonds. Kaelion leaned in, his face inches from hers. “You’ll serve me,” he said, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Body and soul. Until I decide you’ve earned your freedom.” The crowd gasped, their whispers growing louder as the king straightened. Aeliana’s blood ran cold as she realized the full weight of his words. This wasn’t just about punishment—it was about control. And she was at the mercy of a man who had none. “Take her to the palace,” Kaelion commanded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll decide what to do with her later.” The soldiers moved to obey, and Aeliana felt herself being pulled away, her body still bound by the king’s magic. As they dragged her through the streets, the crowd parted, their beautiful faces filled with a mix of fear and contempt. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this be the end. She wouldn’t let herself be another victim of Kaelion’s tyranny. Somewhere deep inside her, the faint hum of power stirred again, stronger this time.

Lyke. That was the name given to me when I arrived in an unknown horrifying land, unaware of my past, cold and naked. That's when she found me. Yulva . The headmistress of the " Razrous College Of Dark Sorcery". From there on my story of death, lust, and blood begins. Whoever shall stand in my way, there won't be a scrap of him left: For I'm the dark demon.

Note: (Disclaimer at end of abstract). Synopsis: "In the heart of the boundless Phantom Continent, rests a cursed region smack in the centre of all that is known, aptly named as the Central Region. A domain shrouded in perpetual gloom, despair clings to every shadow and its sole purpose seems to be crushing the souls and dreams of the unfortunate souls that take shelter upon its land. Life is a fight for Existence and Reality however cruel, is alas never what it seems to be. Whispers of precious ore, ancient artefacts and ruins of ancient civilisations only lead to ruin - factions descend to lay claim to these scraps like vultures, blades quench the thirst of the land with rivers of fire, which mirror the stars from afar that flicker in isolation with an insatiable desire. Amongst the chaotic lands, a tale starts. An adventure, a mistake, a ghost, a foreigner, a world, many worlds, alliances, betrayals, intertwined fates and dangers fraught at every corner. A protagonist that isekai's into a still living being in an earnest bid to grow stronger and a pitiful soul that longs for what was once share a mysterious bond. Destiny is calling, the line between the living and dead is blurred, the powerful shape Reality, however amongst this rollercoaster of events, the shadows vie for their own nefarious purposes, for the shadows are always watching. As if life wasn't a misery as it were, it hit Zuck Borris with the roll of a die - the odds were never in his favour. Firstly, a stranger gave him the old boot - throwing his soul out to the dogs in the streets. Then a mysterious voice started talking to him. Yet it didn't seem to be doing him any favours in reclaiming his flesh and bones. Meanwhile that backstabbing fiend didn't even notice his existence and already seemed to be bringing trouble to his body. Roland, however, was as calm as the ocean bed. Some ignorant fools seemed to be scheming against him. Ever since he answered that damn call, his life seemed to become more troublesome. However, perhaps there was some part of him that smirked at this opportunity, to gain control over his life with enough strength to face all that may come his way. Who protects this Reality, that Reality and everything in between? Can a mortal man spit upon the immortal obstacle that tightens its grasp to crush all beneath it? Can the rivers burn what they touch as the worlds collide and the sun is all but lost? Are answers always to be sought? Turn that chapter if you so dare..." Disclaimers: There will be content in this webnovel that covers potential sensitive areas to some, including - violence (fighting), abusive language (swearing / cussing), concepts of self-harm (some bullied characters may consider self-harm), divide in society (different factions/ power levels) & other similar concepts that usually apply to any cultivation/ sci-fi webnovel. Also, the start is more world-building focused, so do saddle in your seatbelts and work through the first 20 chapters to get a feel of what we have in store. :)

Asher was born a nameless orphan in the slums, surviving on scraps until a fateful encounter with the mysterious Shadow Court—an underground network of assassins and spies who rule the kingdom from the shadows. Trained to be a weapon, Asher rises through the ranks, earning the title of “The Shadow King,” a figure who is feared yet unseen. When King Alaric, the young and charismatic ruler of the kingdom, discovers the Shadow Court’s influence, he makes a daring proposition: instead of killing him, Asher will serve as his personal bodyguard and spy within the court, bound by a deadly oath. What begins as a game of manipulation and power turns into a battle of hearts. Alaric’s idealism clashes with Asher’s ruthless pragmatism, yet their undeniable attraction grows in the midst of assassination attempts, betrayal, and looming war. But the Shadow Court does not forgive traitors, and Asher’s past may destroy the fragile bond forming between them. Will Asher protect the king he’s sworn to kill—or will his loyalty to the shadows consume them both?

After she was created by a Robotic Engineer named Zairyo Fusao, Mirai is forced into becoming the main idol for an idol agency named "The Idolls". However, as time progresses and Mirai begins to learn things about herself and the people around her, she also begins to question them too...

I wish this story had more readers, cuz the ML is hilariously self- devastating jerk on a survival mission with gorgeous company he doesn’t care about. They shared constellations earlier, but now light-years separated their ‘whispered’ wishes… *** In a moment of unforeseen Fate, a young man reaches into the icy waters, but with a sudden, forceful pull, he is drawn into its depths. Now shrouded in the Darkness he endures his imprisonment there. “Reconnecting with an old friend is like finding a lost jade—if only it were worth the trouble.” Xiǎo Fù, The Servant. *** Meanwhile, in the secluded monastery the Great Master’s rage ignites when his servant vanishes. Four days of torment, anger, and longing leave every monk wishing for their own end… until an unexpected visitor comes. “Ah, just when you thought the storm had passed, here comes the flood.” Fēng Bó, The Great Master. *** At this very time, the Prince suffers distress by the grief of loss, spending his days in drunken mourning in order to dull the pain. He doesn't have any desire to cling to life anymore, but being immortal, he cannot just die. “Eternity? Like waiting for a thousand cherry blossoms to bloom—one by one.” Mùnchén, The Second Prince. *** Forbidden practices, Heavenly secrets, Fate’s defiance and the Realms on the brink of War. As well as Curse, Scheming, Sacrifice and Punishment that turns God into Wandering Spirit, and Spirit into the only Heavenly Heir. Sarcasm on the edge of torture, both evoke the bittersweet ache of missed encounters and unfulfilled destinies. *** THE LEGEND In a world where Realms are connected, there's an old tale—a Legend that whispers of Balance and hidden Powers. According to this lore, all Realms share a common origin, and their Fates are intertwined. Realms are destined to coexist as one. Here, no hierarchy prevails—no masters, no slaves. Instead, Realms harmonize, their existence interwoven threads. Should the Balance falter, Chaos looms, and the Abyss threatens to swallow everything. Yet, when the Abyss fully absorbs the Realms, the Celestial Source establishes a new Cycle of Life, and brings new Realms to coexist. But even if the Abyss is undeniable, a hope remains, for within the same Source that birthed the Abyss lies an indomitable Force—a Guardian, the One, born to confront, combat, and seal it. Thus, the current Realms gain their chance at survival. *** PS This story was planned long ago, but life is life, so I only decided to share it within online community now. That’s why your support means a world to me. Thx in advance! *** All intellectual property rights of this novel chapters are owned by the author (uttophian).

*"Leonardo was just a poor village boy, scraping by on scraps and dreams. His life changed forever when he fell into a hidden chasm and landed on the back of a sleeping two-headed monster. In that moment of desperation, he discovered an extraordinary power—one that allowed him to strike down the beast with a single blow. But this was no accident. The monster was only the beginning. Ancient relics, monstrous foes, and secrets of his forgotten bloodline await him in a world far more dangerous than he ever imagined. As a chosen Slayer, Leonardo must face terrifying creatures, rival warriors, and the mysteries of his own destiny. Will he rise to the challenge, or will the monsters consume him?* For fans of Solo Leveling and The Beginning After the End, Awakened Slayer delivers fast-paced action, gripping mysteries, and a journey from nothing to legend."

Born under a tarnished name in a humble fishing village, Kano Sea-Glass has spent his life struggling for scraps of respect. But all his quiet days and simple hopes are upended when he discovers a hidden truth: the lost Name-essence of Tariq Stormrún, legendary Lord of a fallen House, now resides in his very soul. With dragons enslaved by a rising warlord and rival noble families tearing at the remains of Stormrún’s once-proud domain, Kano and a loyal knight named Brannis set sail to reclaim what was lost. Yet as they journey across troubled seas, Kano must hide his secret power—veiling his true identity as he navigates courts of treacherous nobles and cities where ancient magic lurks in every shadow. Haunted by visions of Stormrún’s last stand, driven by Tariq’s voice echoing through his memories, Kano soon realizes his mission is far more perilous than he imagined. To revive House Stormrún, he must unite scattered allies, outwit those who betrayed the House from within, and forge uneasy truces with rulers who suspect him of foul intentions. But can a tarnished fisher boy truly command the loyalty of dragons—or inspire a broken kingdom to rise again?

In the ruins of a world ravaged by alien invasions, Qin Cong is no ordinary orphan. Once a legendary sorcerer who ascended to godhood, he lost everything in a catastrophic battle against invading deities. Now reborn in a post-apocalyptic Earth overrun by monstrous beasts, undead hordes, and demonic invaders, Qin Cong wields his unmatched sorcery and the unparalleled power of Zero—a futuristic AI bound to his soul. In this harsh new reality, humanity clings to survival by harnessing magic-infused energy cores from their enemies—magic crystals, corpse stones, and insect gems. While others struggle for scraps, Qin Cong charts a path back to supremacy, merging ancient sorcery with advanced technology to reshape the world. With a ruthless, calculating mind forged by lifetimes of experience, Qin Cong crafts blood-marked knights, harnesses forbidden power, and begins his ascent from the ashes. His ultimate goal: reclaim his throne as a sorcerer and lead humanity to a future free from fear and oppression. “I was a god once. And I will rise again—this time, unchallenged.”