Creed Lirik

Growing up in a cruel environment, he adheres to an unchanging creed and carries on the military spirit, determined to step onto the battlefield of redemption.

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.

Hutan Sancang, tempat yang dikenal sebagai tanah sakral bagi para pendekar, diselimuti kabut tipis saat fajar menyingsing. Di antara pepohonan raksasa dan akar-akar yang menjalar, seorang bocah lelaki berdiri tegap, tubuhnya kecil namun penuh tenaga, matanya tajam menatap seekor kijang yang tengah minum di tepi sungai. (Cicit burung terdengar bersahutan, air sungai mengalir dengan gemericik lembut…) Namanya Wira, seorang anak yatim piatu yang sejak kecil hidup di alam liar. Tubuhnya berbalut kain sederhana yang sudah usang, tetapi matanya penuh dengan semangat tak terkalahkan. Hari ini, ia harus berburu untuk bertahan hidup. Dengan nafas teratur, ia melangkah perlahan mendekati kijang itu. Namun tiba-tiba… (Dentuman keras! Seperti petir yang menyambar…) Dari dalam semak-semak, seekor harimau kumbang meloncat menerjang kijang itu dengan cakarnya yang tajam. Wira terperanjat, tapi bukan karena takut—melainkan karena kagum. Harimau itu melirik sekilas ke arahnya, seolah memberi peringatan untuk tidak mendekat. Namun, Wira tidak mundur. “Kau hebat,” gumamnya pelan. (Hening. Angin berbisik lembut di antara dedaunan…) Tanpa diduga, langkah kakinya justru membawanya lebih dekat. Harimau itu menatapnya tajam, tetapi bukan dengan amarah—melainkan dengan ketenangan yang menggetarkan jiwa. Saat itu, terdengar suara langkah kaki berat mendekat dari balik pepohonan. (Suara ranting patah, gemuruh langkah mendekat…) Sosok berjubah hitam dengan sorot mata tajam muncul dari balik rimbunan hutan. Wira menatapnya tanpa gentar. Ia tahu siapa pria itu—Prabu Siliwangi, penguasa Pajajaran, seorang raja sakti mandraguna yang konon memiliki ikatan batin dengan harimau putih. “Anak kecil, mengapa kau tidak lari?” suara Prabu Siliwangi bergema seperti petir di langit yang tenang. Wira menatapnya langsung. “Aku tidak takut.” (Guruh menggelegar di kejauhan…) Sang Prabu tersenyum tipis. Ia melihat ke dalam diri bocah itu—bukan sekadar keberanian, melainkan juga ketulusan yang langka. “Kau tidak takut mati?” “Aku hanya takut jika hidupku tidak berarti,” jawab Wira mantap. (Desir angin berhembus lebih kencang, dedaunan berjatuhan…) Mata Prabu Siliwangi berbinar. Di usianya yang telah matang, ia jarang menemukan seseorang seperti Wira—seorang anak yang tidak hanya kuat, tetapi juga memiliki jiwa yang bersih. “Aku akan mengajarimu ilmu sejati,” ujar sang Prabu. Wira mengernyit, tidak percaya dengan apa yang baru saja didengarnya. “Mengajarku?” Prabu Siliwangi mengangguk. “Kejujuran dan keberanianmu lebih kuat daripada pedang mana pun. Kau layak menjadi muridku.”

[Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, monster girls, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!] ..... Creed Walden was a man of culture. Refined. Sophisticated. A true enjoyer of the finer things in life. Which was exactly why he ended up getting shot in the nuts. Who knew that messing with a gangster’s woman would lead to such unfortunate circumstances? One moment, he was enjoying the peak of pleasure, the next—BANG! Eternal darkness. But instead of fading into nothingness, he woke up… in a completely different world. A world he knew. It was the setting of a novel he had read ten years ago—a brutal, unforgiving wasteland where monstrous creatures roamed, and humanity teetered on the brink of extinction. The Apocalypse had begun. Here, humans awakened incredible talents to survive. Some became swordmasters, capable of cutting mountains in half. Others became mages, wielding fire and lightning at their fingertips. The strong ruled, the weak perished, and only those with true power could thrive. And Creed? He awakened… a summoning ability. Not bad, right? He could call forth mighty beasts, legendary heroes, or divine warriors to fight for him! At least, that’s what he thought. Until his first summon appeared. A gorgeous, sultry woman with horns, bat-like wings, and a very inappropriate outfit. A Succubus. It didn’t take long for Creed to realize the shocking truth—his summoning ability could only summon Succubi! The apocalypse was raging. Civilization was collapsing. People were awakening godlike powers to fight for survival. And here he was. Surrounded by beautiful, seductive demons who thrived on… other kinds of energy. Creed leaned back with a grin, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and wicked excitement. “...Well, I suppose there are worse fates.”

"The Veil does not choose. It devours, it shatters, and it leaves only the ones who refuse to break." Kaelen never believed in fate—until fate swallowed him whole. Falling into an ancient cave, he awakens in a world that was never meant to exist. A world hidden behind the Veil, where forgotten gods, lost timelines, and forsaken warriors clash in a war against destiny itself. But Kaelen is no hero. He is an anomaly. A soul that was never supposed to be here.Hunted by forces beyond mortal comprehension, he must forge his own path—one that defies even the gods. With a sword in his hand, scars on his soul, and a truth buried in his past, he will stand against the cycle that binds all existence. Because the Veil remembers all. And it will not let him go.

When I was born my parents were given a paper full of my name, gender, creed, age, ethnicity, address, and my parents' names. In the bottom. There was a written sentence in bold, red that warned: " PLEASE DON'T LOSE THE PAPER" Those red words have taken their role in messing up my life. Four years later, I started to read and write simple things like my name and age. One day while my mom was preparing papers for traveling, she took the paper and put it on the bed. I said my name and she said correct, I wondered and I asked: " Mom what do the red words mean?" -The Red Words by Asala Riziq

It was supposed to be no strings attached...no feelings...nothing. Sofia Ives is not the type to be in a relationship or fall in love. Matter of fact she doesn't believe in love...she thinks it doesn't exist. So she has series of lovers with nothing attached, till she met Creed Griffin...a handsome CEO who changes everything.

In the heart of a secular kingdom, where noble houses war for power and faith is nothing more than a relic of the past, a single man dares to reshape the world. Ethan Eldrin, heir to a fallen house, should have perished in obscurity. Instead, he rose—not through birthright, not through steel, but through faith. From the quiet valley town of Ravenspire, he founds the Creed of Mandal, a religion of mercy, unity, and salvation—or so the people believe. In truth, Ethan weaves miracles from poison, forges loyalty from fear, and turns faith into a weapon sharper than any blade. With his Holy Knights, his Inquisitors, and his fanatical Ashen Order, he pulls the desperate into his grasp while nobles and kings dismiss him as a mere preacher. But as his influence grows, the great noble houses—Duskbane, Ravencourt, Ironmere—begin to take notice. The ruling House Valcairn, a dynasty built on an iron grip, soon realizes too late that faith is a force they cannot command. By the time they try to crush him, the prophet has already planted his roots deep. What begins as a single temple in Ravenspire will become a kingdom of its own. And from there, an empire. Because Mandal’s light does not guide—it conquers.

When Kohaku Kazuhiro is transported into a whole new world, he quickly learns one thing—this world is rotten to its core. Crime runs rampant, corruption festers in every corner, and the strong prey on the weak without consequence. But in the dead of night, a shadow emerges. Ruthless. Unstoppable. A harbinger of absolute justice. Known only as the Night Striker, Kazuhiro carves his legend under the moon’s glow, eliminating criminals and tyrants alike with chilling efficiency. His power, Nihility, grants him complete control over primordial darkness and absolute nothingness—an abyss that swallows everything in its path. But a lone executioner cannot cleanse an entire world. To achieve his vision, he has a fearsome squadron: 20 deadly women and 20 elite men, warriors bound by his unyielding creed. Together, they become the Stygian Order, a force that strikes terror into the hearts of the wicked. Yet, as his legend grows, so do his enemies. Kings, warlords, and even deities conspire to snuff out the darkness that threatens their rule. But can gods kill what they cannot see? And when the line between justice and tyranny blurs, will Kazuhiro remain a savior… or become the very thing he despises? In a world where only the strong survive, one truth remains—when the night falls, the Striker rises.

As a treacherous minister, I embody a simple creed: when the emperor calls, I answer; when officials kneel, I stand. I spend the treasury's silver freely and control the kingdom's military might. In this tale of ambition and deceit, I navigate the complex corridors of power, relentless in my pursuit of influence. Immerse yourself in the World's First Traitor System, where the protagonist, armed with a unique set of skills, blurs the lines between loyalty and betrayal. If you like the story and wish to support me, join my patreon. I tend to make all the chapters free, just that they'll be slower. https://www.patreon.com/ZenpaiTrans

North, a lifelong consumer of fantasy novels, always scoffed at the tropes: overpowered protagonists, harems, and convenient cheats. Then, with a jolt that nearly shattered his reality, he found himself living the ultimate power fantasy – transmigration. But it wasn't the epic adventure he'd envisioned. No, this was different. Far different. Trapped in a strange new world, inhabiting a body that felt more deflated than inflated, he was a far cry from the invincible hero of his literary fantasies. Welcome to the real world of isekai, where the 'power' fantasy is decidedly less… powerful. N/B: This isn't a system-based novel, it has the elements, but it isn't the main plot point.

Issac's life back on Earth was a nightmare, he had suffered all kinds of humiliation and pain. Even after being Isekai, he couldn't live a meaningful life, so he at least wanted to live a peaceful life. But the cruel and cold world wouldn't even let him have that. Isaac from his birth to his death was nothing but a Plaything in the hand of others. Even at his last breath, he believed that Gods will take pity on him and provide him with that Justice he deserved but it seems like they don't want to hear his cries even at his last breath. All the pain, the sorrow that he had bottled up in his heart started to change into hatred. He had sworn to get his revenge on all of them. When he thought all hopes were lost that's when someone heard his call, the one who answers the call was neither a God nor an Angel. The one who lend him the hand and saved him from his death was not the light hand of an Angel but the dark hand of the devil. Without any hesitation, he accepted the call and made a deal with the devil. And that is how the successor of the devil was born, Witness his growth, From weak to strong, From a Pawn to a Player, From On the board to Off the board. Witnesses Him and his path which was so cruel that mere mention of his name would make Primordial Gods and top powerful races of the Universe shudder in fear. ============================================ Now, enough with all these backstories and stuff. Are you tired of reading all those generic stories of either Isekai or transmigration or reincarnated in with system novels? Then trust this is your real deal, I promise you won't regret reading this. It is a completely new concept. Where I and Issac break the norms of a novel and bicker through the 4th wall. Author:[ Join ME and Isaac on our journey and be a witness to Our growth. Watch Me as develop my skill, while this snotnose pansy gets Stronger in that process. ] Isaac:[ Who are calling snotnose pansy? you're a snotnose pansy ur entire family is a snotnose pansy. *sigh* Even though the Author is a dimwit but this time he is right. You should certainly join us on this epic story, Please Watch over us, As I and this idiot of an Author make our way towards the top.] ============================================ Author: The cover doesn't belong to me and all the credits go to its creator. If you are the creator and you want me to take down the cover just directly contact me. ( I want to appreciate your work this cover that I'm using is nice and if possible I would like to not change it ) Issac: [ Shameless.]

a man in our world dies after being blinded by lighting during a parkour run and falling to his death now with a new chance in a new world he shall make himself into a legend or die trying this is my first ever story on a website like this so please bear with it as I am also doing this on my phone(which isn't the best) so comments and reviews are welcome and I hope people enjoy my stories.

Two world almost collided and the Ley Lnes awaken! Two center Kingdoms divided by a citadel hide from their own worlds. After losing her child and husband she finds no reason to be human anymore, Kyren Nightingale, drinks the harmless looking vial from the other world in good faith! Chaos runs rampent as two beings calmly build their rules for when or if someone good or bad finds them first! Will they be entrapped by their people? Or will they unite and rule the planets?

In the turbulent era of feudal lords, Ryo, a young shinobi of the enigmatic Xian sect, is thrust into the heart of a sinister conspiracy. A shadowy rebellion brews as Shinobis, long shackled by servitude, rise to cast off their chains and ignite the flames of a new age of freedom. Betrayals unfold, blood stains the silent night, and whispers of death linger in the air. Torn between the oath to his sect and the allure of a world unbound by masters, Ryo stands at a fateful crossroads. Will he embrace the revolution and carve his path in history, or will he remain steadfast to the sacred creed of his forebears?

Su Qian secara tidak sengaja memasuki grup obrolan khusus, dan dia adalah satu-satunya di grup yang belum melakukan perjalanan melintasi waktu? [Saya bepergian ke ujung dunia, di mana persediaan makanan terbatas dan saya tidak bisa makan cukup! ! ] [Saya melakukan perjalanan ke zaman kuno dan menjadi putri pengganti. Tiga istri dan empat selir, aku benar-benar tidak bisa melawan mereka! ! ! ] [Apakah saya sama sengsaranya dengan saya? Saya melakukan perjalanan ke dunia budidaya makhluk abadi dan menjadi penjahat umpan meriam...] Su Qian: [Kalian semua pernah melakukan perjalanan melintasi waktu? Tapi aku di Bumi? ] ... [Kakak, apakah kamu di Bumi? ! Asli atau palsu? Kirimkan aku makanan dan aku akan menukarnya denganmu dengan emas! ! ! ] [Ding! Menerima amplop merah (seratus tael emas) dari seorang musafir kiamat. ] ... Sejak saat itu, Su Qian memulai kehidupan pertukaran sumber daya dan kecurangan untuk menjadi kaya. Beras, tepung, biji-bijian, minyak dan air mineral ditukar dengan emas, perak dan perhiasan dengan para musafir apokaliptik. Ayam goreng, teh susu, dan hot pot kecil, serta bertukar pil kecantikan dengan pengelana abadi. Jajanan mahjong dalam Legenda Zhen Huan, bertukar perhiasan istana dengan penjelajah zaman kuno. ... Penjelajah dunia budidaya keabadian: "Tolong! Sepertinya aku tidak sengaja mengirimkan tuanku kepadamu selama pertukaran terakhir! " ! ! Dia diam-diam melirik pria yang sedang makan ayam goreng dan minum teh susu. Dia sangat tampan. Apakah Anda ingin mengirimnya kembali

My first work, will definitely have plot holes lol. 21st century guy gets transmigrated into a videogame series. He's not really smart, but he's not dumb as a rock either. He's a little bipolar when it comes to how he should act, flipping from being heroic to miserly back to heroic. The rest can be summed up so: kid becomes mage with the ability to blend in assassins creed style, but will use it for every purpose instead of just becoming a killer, goes to the academy.....

A country bumpkin from the mountains who not only knows Taoist Techniques, understands martial arts, but also can cure diseases and save lives. "My life's creed is to exclusively smack those who act pretentious, slap Ye Liangchen with my palm, and trample Long Aotian underfoot."

A boy who wanted nothing to do with his father's old life now finds himself fighting gangsters, evading secret agents, and running from the police. Chaos is sure to ensue when the boy gains supernatural powers in this gripping action thriller. As he navigates this dangerous new world, he must confront his past and decide whether to embrace his father's legacy or forge his own path.

Ketika Kavi, seorang arkeolog muda, menemukan Mustika Dyah Pitaloka di situs Trowulan, hidupnya berubah selamanya. Artefak kuno itu membuka pintu menuju masa lalu, membawa Kavi ke dalam ingatan Arjuna—seorang Assassin yang hidup di era Majapahit. Dengan bantuan teknologi mutakhir bernama Renesia, Kavi menggali memori genetik Arjuna dan menemukan rahasia kelam tentang perebutan artefak Eden, persahabatan yang hancur, dan konspirasi besar yang mengancam Majapahit. Namun, masa lalu bukan hanya kenangan. Kavi segera menyadari bahwa artefak Eden masih menjadi incaran kekuatan gelap di masa kini. Di tengah penglihatan akan masa lalu dan ancaman nyata di masa sekarang, Kavi harus memilih: membiarkan sejarah terulang atau menjadi bagian dari perang yang belum berakhir selama tujuh abad. "Assassin’s Creed: Oracle" adalah kisah yang penuh misteri, pengkhianatan, dan perjuangan lintas waktu untuk menjaga keseimbangan dunia.

In a world where evolution is both a gift and a curse, Zayn Silas, a young man burdened with the rare and uncontrollable ability to reshape his body at will, embarks on a journey to uncover the truth about his origins. Hunted by a shadowy organization known as The Obsidian Accord and revered by a mysterious underground movement called The Morphic Creed, Zayn must navigate a web of deception, power, and morality. As his powers grow, so does the realization of his potential—and the catastrophic consequences that await if he loses control.

Reincarnation, fantasy, and magic, in my past life world there was no such thing yet I read some literary works for a spare time. There were even jokes that one's potential can even grow further if there's those factors around. Reincarnated in another world as one of the royals in a fantasy world in a country called The United Covenant of Chevalynthea, it indeed hit a jackpot as I started setting my plans and desire to motion while throwing in my contributions under the different alias, and enjoying the presence of magic. The best part? The country's classified component and all the living founders of the country approved it as per practice and tradition for a royalty to know the ways of the world itself, and to train and get stronger. While it remained that way ever since in that arrangement of training, I watched things unfolded with a merging of the worlds phenomena that had myself encounter new individuals and new information during my adventure out from it. "MwahahahahaI I know what you will say next as befitting of your stature and personality in this scene you and your lackeys created. I got many ways to deal with imbeciles such as yourself just as I had done to a certain laughing stock of a disbanded political party from Segliora." "It's not my fault your former fiancée enjoys my presence and my insights about the roles of royalty in a country and what should be their stage in the world itself, and magic. You got like what? Your engagement broke off and led in this situation. Speaking of which, your former country and world, you know the terms simp and generic male harem MC? If that is so, then you don't really get things here including her very own homeland in this changed magical fantasy world because this country is a constitutional monarchy state as such the monarch and the royal family must be strong and be there for their subjects as per the creed and the factor of this world having magic. In other words, you're an imbecile." "Another day of a member of nobility being a frog in the well at matters and discrimination because of this country's magic system. Allow this passing errant ehrenschertmagier to say hi." "Using religion to fatten your pockets and running away from the act? Mwahahaha! Let this errant ehrenschertmagier have you 'sing'." "Mwahahaha! Surprised? That's one of my personal creation spells." I ponder to myself, "Is it wrong for a reincarnated royalty in this fantasy world of magic to go incognito and seek out adventure? I guess not." P.S. Also published in Wattpad and Scribblehub.

They thought he was cannon fodder, but he was actually a monster. A huge silver gate that could reach the clouds suddenly appeared in the world. People were randomly disappearing and summoned by the gate for a trial. When they returned, some of them got treasures that gave them the ability to fly and wield magic. They were called Exonns. All of them could wield light magic, but it was a lot weaker compared to other elements. Rhys Creed was a man who made a living as a delivery truck driver. He was summoned and got the ability that only wield light magic. They thought he had a common treasure, but it was actually an extraordinary treasure. --- A demon laughed when he saw the white armor on Rhys. "My minions, go and teach this cannon fodder a lesson." LIGHT OF JUDGMENT BOOM! The demons were annihilated. --- Exonns sneered. "How could a cannon fodder dare to fight a demon's army alone?! Does he think he is a hero?!" The demon's army was annihilated. The exonns turned silent. He was not a cannon fodder. He was a monster. --- The book is a WSA entry. It means a lot if you can support the book with your vote.

Have you ever played so many survival games that it became second nature? How? You ask… it's simple, the more you train yourself to notice how to keep your character alive the longer it becomes stuck in the back of your mind. When the game only gives you one life and makes you restart from the beginning you try and win by keeping that one life alive till the end! Only for it to make you want to play the next sequel because of how it ended in the first one. Even though some games are impossible to finish because they are unfinishable by design… Or… is it not just a game or simulation? Ever get that feeling the game is more than just a game? Or that it's too realistic and the graphics are excellent? Or when you could see yourself in the character's position… Is that why many make a character like themselves or a character they would love to meet? Like helping your crush survive and unlock poses, prizes, outfits, or emotes that are meant for a group. What would happen if you survived so well, yet not completing or progressing to the main mission, that the God of that “game” issued you a challenge?.? Many stories of Iseki into books, past or present, or a new world. Yet none about the same universe and being kidnapped to another planet same yet different from a survival game! How long would you last ?.?

Dunia malam jadi makanannya sehari-hari. Terpaksa Elena harus jadi suri untuk banyak lelaki narsis di luar sana. Banyak uang ia hasilkan dengan cara kotornya. Hingga sampai titik terendahnya tiba, ada terbersit di hatinya ingin lari. Pergi dari kenyataan malam yang terlanjur menjeratnya. Ia sadar kebiasaan buruknya akan menggadaikan sebuah nyawa yang sekarang sudah mulai tumbuh beberapa bulan di dalam perutnya. Elena kukuh pendirian ingin membesarkan anak tak bertuan itu, lebih baik dari pada kehidupannya yang teramat menyedihkan. Akankah Elena sanggup bangkit dari dunia malamnya, bahkan untuk menoleh dirinya saja, dia merasa jijik sekali. Hingga sebuah cahaya kehidupan masuk meliriknya. Seorang pria yang sangat kaya raya itu, melihat Elena dari sisi lainnya. Ia mau mempersunting Elena bukan tanpa sebab. Rizki Nazar adalah satu-satunya pria yang mau melirik Luna dan menjaring Luna pada kehidupan yang lebih baik dari sebelumnya, dengan syarat anak yang sedang ia kandung harus jadi anaknya. Itu ia lakukan hanya untuk menutupi kekurangannya sebagai pria mandul. Dalam satu rumah Elena harus rela berbagi Rizki dengan wanita yang benar-benar di cintai oleh Rizki, yaitu istri pertamanya. Meski rumah itu bergelimangan harta, tapi tak di pungkiri bahwa rumah itu juga bergelimangan luka.

This is an assassin my own type of story based aroynd the game assassins creed

In a world suffocating beneath the weight of unbridled savagery, where corruption festers in every vein of power, a solitary man emerges as both zealot and executioner. Devoted to his fractured creed, he wields violence as a purifying force, severing the strong from their thrones and drenching the earth in sanguine retribution. Yet, as his righteous carnage carves rivers through a decaying civilization, the forsaken—the fragile, the overlooked—stir within the hushed catacombs of forgotten graves, their feeble resolve kindling into a fragile yet unrelenting tempest. Beneath the ominous gaze of a blood moon, whose light stains the heavens in scarlet despair, the weak rise with trembling hands, daring to defy the dominion of the mighty. In this cursed hour, as dawn cowers behind veils of crimson, the world teeters between obliteration and rebirth, its fate forged in the bloodied struggle of the powerless to claim what the strong have stolen.

Welcome To A World Of Different Possibilities! Where Fiction Is Explained. Where Travel Through Space Is a Breeze. Where The Mysteries Of The Unknown And Forgotten Are Rediscovered. Follow Kyrniz as she journey's to Remember What and Who she is. From Different points of view, we will Uncover Mysteries You, have Thought of? Dreamt of? Hear about?.. but probably forgot.... maybe ... A Different Form of Writing that Allows One to Think about Different Things. That do have something to do with the progression of my story. From the Evilness of disappearances, to what goes on when specific events happen unexpectedly, to the past that is a dream but not, What happens when specific 'locked in time' moments that cannot be undone happen? To a new world that is older than the oldest, deadly and secret. Do you dare to challenge your mind on being a descendant of an Impossibiliter? Or Discard this book for being Impossible to read? The Choice Is Yours ^~^