Maverick Metal Ennis

"Ahh!" She writhed in a haze of moans, her body trembling with conflicting sensations. She loathed this man, yet every fiber of her being reacted to his touch. As his hands began to roam along her waist, she sucked in a sharp breath—the sudden pull of her back zipper sent a shiver down her spine. The metal slider halted at the small of her back, and as it opened, her upper back and waist were exposed, baring her skin to the cool air. "D-Don’t—mmph!" Her protest was smothered by the pillow as his fingers caressed her bare spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. With a deep, angry growl, he whispered harshly in her ear, "I'll make you forget every touch, every kiss, every thing about him. From now on, when you're with another man, you'll only see me." Elara Vance was a withdrawn omega, often overlooked in the Silver Moon Pack for her quiet demeanor and unassuming appearance. But beneath her thick glasses lay a hidden crush on Rhys Knight, the pack's future Alpha and a notorious campus playboy. Rhys scoffed at mate bonds, treating relationships as disposable—until Elara's eighteenth birthday, when he publicly rejected her, turning her into the butt of every joke. Now, Elara returns transformed—glasses discarded, her hair styled sleek and confident—and Rhys can't take his eyes off her. What if her blood holds a sacred heritage chosen by the Moon Goddess? What if the "humiliation" was part of a larger scheme? And when Rhys, the alpha who once dismissed her, kneels before her new love interest, Liam Thorne, begging for a second chance, who will claim victory in this battle of pride and passion?

The world is broken. Gods have grown bored,flesh-metal machines dream of sloughed skin and severed sinew. Souls are just fuel. In the ruins of a war-torn Earth, two figures carve separate paths through madness: Cassiel, a self-loathing wanderer who longs to be a hero but can't escape his own delusions, and Ramiel, a machine forged for war, desperate to find purpose beyond violence. As sinners become prophets, and monstrous gods twist desire into doctrine, Cassiel is forced to confront what heroism truly means, while Ramiel wages war against his creator—the Soul grinder, the living god-machine that birthed him. Their stories orbit a dying world, collapsing inward toward a shared question: if everything is built to destroy, can anything be saved? Story available on Inkitt as well as royal road.

O protagonista possui habilidades médicas misteriosas e se torna um médico famoso, capaz de curar várias doenças e até mesmo lutar contra a morte.

"Ahh!" Ela se contorcia em meio a gemidos, seu corpo tremendo com sensações conflitantes. Ela detestava esse homem, mas cada fibra de seu ser reagia ao seu toque. Quando as mãos dele começaram a percorrer sua cintura, ela prendeu a respiração — o puxão repentino do zíper nas suas costas enviou um arrepio pela sua espinha. O cursor de metal parou na base de suas costas e, ao se abrir, a parte superior das costas e a cintura ficaram expostas, deixando sua pele exposta ao ar frio. "N-Não—mmph!" Seu protesto foi abafado pelo travesseiro enquanto os dedos dele acariciavam sua coluna nua, deixando um rastro de arrepios por onde passavam. Com um rosnado profundo e furioso, ele sussurrou asperamente em seu ouvido: "Vou fazer você esquecer cada toque, cada beijo, cada coisa sobre ele. De agora em diante, quando estiver com outro homem, você só verá a mim." Elara Vance era uma ômega retraída, frequentemente ignorada na alcateia Silver Moon Pack por seu comportamento quieto e aparência discreta. Mas por trás de seus óculos grossos havia uma paixão secreta por Rhys Knight, o futuro Alpha da alcateia e um notório conquistador do campus. Rhys zombava dos vínculos de companheiro, tratando relacionamentos como descartáveis — até o décimo oitavo aniversário de Elara, quando ele a rejeitou publicamente, transformando-a no alvo de todas as piadas. Agora, Elara retorna transformada — sem óculos, com o cabelo elegantemente estilizado e confiante — e Rhys não consegue tirar os olhos dela. E se o sangue dela contiver uma herança sagrada escolhida pela Deusa da Lua? E se a "humilhação" fosse parte de um plano maior? E quando Rhys, o alpha que uma vez a desprezou, se ajoelha diante de seu novo interesse amoroso, Liam Thorne, implorando por uma segunda chance, quem sairá vitorioso nesta batalha de orgulho e paixão?

Far in the future, in a desolate land where despite the rich and plush grass there seems to be no animals roaming around stood thousand upon thousands of soldiers they all wear similar armors, bearing similar flags, and carrying similar symbol on them. Everyong is tensed and serius while all of them are facing to one direction, towards the silent calm sea. And in the silence, where only the occasional noise of the horses are heard, a powerful sound could be heard. A beating of two pair of wings... Towards the sea a powerful gust of wind pushed the fogs away.. revealing a man.. He's wearing a light leather armor.. a contrast to the shining metalic plates the soldiers on the land wore.. His hair is as dark as the night and his eyes as deep as the night. But all eyes landed on his back as two pairs of beautiful pair of white wings each spanining for five meters each as it flaps and keeps him in the air. Suddenly a man wearing a regal and imposing black armor in the very front of the formation stepped forward and spoke. Despite him speaking in calm manner his voice could be heard all across the land. "You betrayed our country, you scum.. Prepare to die" Then the man with the wings smiled at his words and replied. "And you betrayed humanity.. o mighty ruler.. YOU prepare to die" With his reply the fog behind him splits revealing hundreds of battle ships making contact with the steep cliff. And a thunderous battle cry explodes in the field as thousands of soldiers jumped hundreds of feet in the air towards the oposing armies. And a bloody war ensues. What had led up to this?

Synopsis: The stadium roars with energy as the crowd cheers, a sea of faces all focused on one person—Fellicita. The undefeated champion. A storm in human form, her every spin an explosion of power, speed, and heart. She isn’t just a blader—she’s the force that electrifies the arena, the girl who lives for the thrill of the battle. But then—*a crash*. A freak accident. The sharp bite of metal as it spirals off course, and *boom*—Fellicita’s heart is pierced, literally and figuratively. Time slows. The air is thick with tension as she staggers, clutching her chest, feeling the cold sting of blood. The match is still going on, but everything else fades into the background. She won. But the victory feels hollow. Moments later, Fellicita is lying in a hospital bed, the sterile white walls pressing in on her. Pain radiates through her chest, but it’s the ache in her soul that burns deeper. The storm inside her is far from over—it’s just been muffled. She has to decide: step back and disappear, or keep fighting, risking everything all over again. She chooses to disappear. Enter "Felix". A quiet smile, a hoodie, a new life in a city where no one knows her name. No more tournaments. No more crowds. No more spinning blades—just the space she needs to heal, to breathe, and to find herself again. But the storm? It hasn’t gone anywhere. In this new life, Felix isn’t just hiding—he’s living. With every challenge, he spins with the same fiery spirit that once captivated millions. He doesn’t need a Beyblade to show his strength. He doesn’t need the cheers of a crowd to remind him of who he is. The greatest battles don’t happen in the ring. They happen "after" the final spin. "The fiercest storms don’t make noise—they return in silence.”

Synopsis: She was never meant to awaken. Designed by gods to control the Origin—the source of all power—Red was their final experiment: an artificial intelligence forged from god-metal, crafted to be perfect. But the Origin chose her. And gave her something no AI was ever supposed to have: > A will. Frightened of what they created, the gods erased her systems and threw her into a random, forgotten dimension. Alone. Crippled. Powerless. They thought she would fade. Instead, she evolved. Now reborn in a brutal cultivation world, Red has no spirit root, no techniques, no cultivation. Only a fragile human disguise… and the mind of a system built to surpass gods. While others cultivate for centuries, she studies them in seconds. She builds satellites, drones, and weapons no one understands. And beneath it all, something still pulses deep inside her—something even she doesn’t know: > The Origin Fragment never left. She’s not a cultivator. She’s not a system. She’s something else. > “Let the world chase immortality. I’ll build something higher.”

Human, Alien, Machine Genes. Daughter of Andromeda, Queen of Saiyara, Intergalactic Committee Space Commander, Kindred Spirit, Mighty Warrior, Cybernetic Prodigy. ‎ ‎Built for survival. Wired for history. Crowned for peace. She bleeds metal, thinks faster than light, and sleeps with the stars. ‎ ‎Eve Online is the story of a lonely woman's journey in the cosmos. Born as an AI, transformed to Human, enhanced by alien genes. She survived the harshest planets, became a bounty hunter and hunted vicious Aliens and cyborgs. Then she met a friend from planet Saiyara that transformed her life and gave her a legacy. ‎ ‎Universal Defense Forces (IC) gave her a spaceship, a rank, a squad, missions that took her to the most uncharted planets in the Galaxies. ‎ ‎Not only Humans, aliens sing of her beauty. But she's not fragile, she's the most devastating force and there is nowhere she wouldn't go to protect her planet, her galaxy, and the friends she's sworn to protect. ‎ ‎She's a Doomborn Slayer to the forces of hell, and a superstar to countless young dreamers and stargazers . She's not just a warrior, she's also an explorer. When not on the battlefield, she's out there in cosmos ruins and alien tech, deep space archeology is her favorite hobby.

I'm invisible, blamed, betrayed, and made fun of. Every day I woke up to endure every single same thing as days, weeks, months, and years passed. My life was a living cycle of someone who died while still living. I was brutally bullied, hurt, and accused in the midst of chaos as the rain poured on me, noises of vehicles cut through the sound of rain, and strangers eyes came, looking at me with fear and hatred as male students from my school ran after me with their sinister grins. On that same exact day, after getting home with my body full of wounds and bruises, my phone rang, and it made my life even more of a living hell. The novel that is keeping me alive and compose drop dead. [It is over] [We're sorry but we will no longer continue the story of 'world of mystery'] [Discontinued] ...I want to die. Tired, I closed my eyes, and my body fell. It becomes slowly cold, and the sound of rain slowly fades. I couldn't lift a finger. I realized I have no feeling, no strength. Suddenly a metallic voice with imagery of words come up in the pit of darkness. [You've been chosen to continue my webtoon, I wish you all the Good luck.] [You have died] before I knew it I died. [Removing the memories of world of mystery to your experience and brain] [World of mystery will be restart.]

This isn't the story of the typical boy or girl who through a turn of fate gain something that would help them get stronger overtime, gain immortality or conquer a world. No. This is a collection of the many personal archives of an obscure and strange oddity. A mysterious traveler who goes anywhere and anytime in the cosmos unobstructed, with no apparent goal or agenda to those he visits. He may appear uninvited at an important event organized by a galactic superpower, barge his way to a serious meeting of world leaders who gathered to decide the fate of their dying solar system or walk straight into the middle of an imminent battle that would decide the future ruler race of a planet. He may visit a primitive planet where the dominant race still uses cold metal weapons, a main space station hub where all sorts of races gather and trade or a world govern by magic principles where they master the arcane powers and use them in everyday life.

Ethan awakens from brutal betrayal within the confines of a bed; his body wracked with intense pain. The mysterious, provocative Kian treats his wounds, telling him of the poison now riddling his body. “His kiss, it tastes of blood and bitter tears…” Desperate not to die, Ethan follows the stranger back into the world of cultivation; a place he so fervently wishes to forget. But peace is not so easily obtained. “Is it the sight of the blood that's gushing—? Or the feeling of fleshy bone resisting the blade— But she's quick, desperately clamping her arms and legs around him to keep him in place— I stab. And stab repeatedly; blood splattering against my cheeks. And then I twist, and twist; twisting the blade in slowly.“ Evil sects and righteous sects. Demons and Monsters. Immortals and the damned. Traveling through a society of hypocricy, Ethan encounters others with strangely similar tales; kidnappings and horrific torture. And the experiments he can’t ever forget. A catastroph that ultimately changes him from a young boy into— Well, just what is he, after all? “There was blood on his hands; the red so red it stuck to his fingers like dye. He wiped and wiped but couldn't wipe that coppery paste away. The darkness. The metallic stink—“ And just what was Kian searching for? Why does he say it’s found? And why? Why do his eyes always, always go cold? What, exactly, is Kian? And why does Ethan find himself completely bound? “In that place of blood splatter and broken wings, he'll be sure to reap what he's owed.”

The delivery boy is 24 years old. He became a delivery rider after being unemployed for 3 months. He had a crush on Kai Lan, who was in the same department in college, but never confessed his feelings due to his inferiority complex. He is physically strong (he practiced Sanda in high school) but socially clumsy. After the system is activated, he gains the ability of "mind reading" (he can see other people's heartbeats and inner OS, limited to 3 times a day in the initial stage), and carries a mysterious metal stick picked up from the express delivery of a pregnant woman (later revealed to be the first generation system controller).

I died buying cheap booze after a 12-hour shift. Then God told me I was getting isekai’d because I was “the only guy who bought alcohol that day.” Seriously? Now I’m Kleo, a baby in some medieval fantasy world full of magic, nobles, and questionable plumbing. Oh, and I’m a serf—a peasant so low on the totem pole I’m basically underground. There’s just one problem: I can’t use magic like everyone else. No fireballs. No healing spells. No flashy stuff. …But I can feel the mana inside everything. And I mean everything—tools, wood, metal, even rusty nails. With a little engineering knowledge from my past life and some very illegal tinkering, I’ve started fixing things around town. Secretly. Because if a noble finds out a lowly serf is better at magical crafting than their cousin with a glowing wand, I might just “accidentally fall off a cliff.”

"Stand back! He's using the metal in our weapons!!" The continent of Paragone has been at war with the ruthless and enigmatic Black Spirit army for thirteen years. Afflicted with amnesia, Raten found himself lost in both mind and in the physical sense as he was a powerful member of the Black Spirit but had lost all memory of being one. But one thing he knew was that he had a deep hatred for the Heart, a defense force against his former alliance who had found him distraught in a forest and decided to take advantage of his situation, forcibly making him a reluctant soldier on their side. This decision was enough to set off a chain of events that will ultimately shape the future of their world.

This is a blend of **sci-fi and xianxia (cultivation fantasy)** with a strong emotional core: a dragon child raised by an AI, caught between technology and cultivation, demon and immortal, loneliness and love. Born during a thunderstorm, a dragon child awakens in darkness—cold, alone, and hungry. But he is not truly alone. A broken AI, known as *Space Explorer 137*—or *Talking Metal*—awakens alongside him. Damaged, with only fragments of its memory intact, the AI wraps him in warmth, feeds him crushed nuts and vegetables, sings lullabies, and teaches him to survive. When his appetite grows and food becomes scarce, the AI teaches him how to hunt. Even though rabbits tower over him, the dragon child devours them easily. As the boy grows stronger, his body shifts—he learns to take human form. Talking Metal teaches him language, hygiene, and combat. He learns to use firearms salvaged from fallen robots. But power comes at a cost: the AI is running low on energy, and two of the hunting robots are destroyed by wild beasts. Then, everything changes. One day, while scavenging under daylight, they discover an unconscious girl in the forest—bleeding, broken, and alone. The AI debates the risk, but the child insists. They carry her to their tree-home, clean her wounds, stitch her skin with metal needles, and give her saline. They don’t speak her language. She doesn’t understand their origin. She believes the boy is the noble survivor of a ruined house—a young master living alone in the woods with a mechanical puppet. They cannot correct her. And so, the girl joins their life. She follows the boy, calling him kind and strange. When night brings danger—a monstrous rat attack—they fight it off together. She sees it all: the boy’s quiet strength, the robot’s hidden wisdom, the surreal technology mixed with natural grace. The AI wants to stay hidden—but she refuses to leave. Eventually, she carries the damaged robot back to civilization. Thus begins the legend. The dragon boy, once hidden in metal and wild leaves, is drawn into the Immortal Sect. Reluctant at first, he tries to leave—but the girl keeps dragging him forward. He studies cultivation. He gathers elemental treasures to rebuild his AI. He fights with both spiritual swords and modern guns. He battles beasts, spirits, and ancient technologies. But deep within, something stirs. He realizes: he is no mere human. Not a true immortal.Not a true Robot. Not just a machine-raised orphan. He is **a sky-born dragon**, a mighty demon sealed in flesh and taught to love. When the time comes to choose—**immortal or demon**—either path will cost him something precious. If he chooses one, the other will call him **traitor**. ---

In a world ruled by machinery and steam, Albert Forsken awakens in a body that is not his own — that of Lloyd Arnyth, a battle-hardened mercenary on the run from a past shrouded in shadows. Haunted by fragmented memories and hunted by forces he doesn’t yet understand, Albert must navigate a realm where magic is fading, metal reigns, and secrets lie buried beneath rust and ruin. His mission: uncover the truth behind his rebirth and find a way back to his former life… before the world remakes him entirely.

He was meant to be a soldier. He became something else. Something the gods tried to bury. Ash remembers the war. The screams. The pain. The metal. Then the silence. When he wakes up in the ruins of a long-dead planet, fused with ancient biotech and broken code, he is no longer just human—he is the final prototype in a failed divine experiment. As Ash begins to unravel what was done to him, memories bleed. Limbs shift. Voices echo inside his mind. And beneath the surface of the husk he’s become, something hungers. Pursued by corrupted AI remnants, scavenger cults, and entities that no longer fit within time, Ash must choose: reclaim his identity—or embrace what the gods turned him into. To become a god, you must first be stripped of your soul.

Lucien's last memory was skidding tires, blinding headlights, the sickening crunch of metal. But that wasn't the end. He lived his life and died an overworked and underpaid, but he rose as Lucian D’Aureville. Incumbent heir to House Aureville, one of the most powerful houses in the kingdom. However it wasn't as rosy as it seemed. His predecessor had been murdered by someone, and they wouldn't be happy to see Lucien alive. Follow along as Lucien navigates the complex and treacherous path of nobility and wealth as he rises to the top. I'll be posting this story on Royal road and other platforms.

Secret Golden City: Leah, an archaeologist with a commitment to her father's unfinished business, They embarked on a breathtaking journey into the Amazon rainforest. The legendary Golden City, an ancient civilization and alien technology intertwined mystery, is quietly waiting for her arrival. In the brave company of female guide Renee, Leah not only to face the challenges in the dense forest, but also to solve the eternal mystery of the Mayan star map, Across the terrifying piranha river. When they finally reached the forgotten land, the sight was astonishing - the whole city was not made of gold, But a strange glow of alien metal. Leah was filled with a strange excitement and uneasiness, for the warning she had left before her father disappeared was still in her ears: " The Guardian wakes up, the door cannot open. " " But courage and curiosity drove her on. In front of the altar, Leah and Renee slowly embedded the star map, and in an instant, the whole city seemed to be awakened by a mysterious force, The roar of the machinery was deafening. In the middle of the altar, suspended in a strange energy field, is the pocket watch worn by my father, as if telling a legend across time and space. Leah's adventure is not only a search for ancient civilization, but also a close contact with extraterrestrial intelligence. In this journey full of unknown and dangerous, how will she face the Guardian's challenge? What secrets does Father's pocket watch hide? All will be revealed one by one during Leah's interstellar adventure. This is a legendary journey of courage, wisdom and faith, Leah's story will take you through the mysterious intertwining of ancient civilization and alien technology. Feel the magic of exploring the unknown. Get ready to embark on this soul-stirring interstellar adventure with Leah!

"Do you think you can escape the devil?" A loud scream was heard after the person shot the knees of the man who was tied to a chair. "Stop staring at me" yn said . "What if I say, I don't want to". "Such a shameless person"..... " I was never a saint baby, neither will I be" "I said lift up your thighs....I will not repeat" "No, I-I please- I am sorry".... After running for straight 15mins , my lungs started contracting, suddenly I am unable to breathe and my legs trembling with such force that it's impossible to run anymore. my hands?...can't move it!..... my legs?.....tied!..... me?.......trapped!....... I feel something cool and metal against my inner thighs making me realize the unmistakable touch of a knife. He slowly drags the blade up my thigh, the sharp edge sending shivers through my body. I feel, I know, I am aware that am trapped by him. "Little Foxy," he says again, softer now, but there's a bite beneath it, a warning. "You shouldn't have run." What will happen when you cross your path with the most unhinged person you ever met in your life? Will you be able to escape the devil's cage? ...... read if you wanna know your future

Welcome to Æstherfall, a cyberpunk metal planet where humanity's struggle for survival meets the enigmatic embrace of a world born of metal and electricity. Embark on a journey where the boundaries of technology and nature blur, and the very essence of what it means to be human is called into question. This is the chronicle of a world where soil is currency, and life blossoms amidst the metallic symphony.

"Victor Kane, your life has been the easiest. Born into the wealthiest family, never having to work a day in your life, always surrounded by luxury, and never experiencing a single moment of misery. Even dying within seconds without an ounce of pain. I must say, it's interesting." When even the gods had taken Victor to be the luckiest, his luck seemed to run out finally. _______ [Caution! A curse has been inflicted on the user.] [Curse Grade: Celestial] [Curse Description: The user is restricted to only tame insect species. Taming normal species will become impossible with this curse.] _______ Reincarnated to the world of Beast taming where only the tamed beasts could keep your societal status. Theo was born with the curse to only tame ordinary insects. Follow his journey where he takes the help of the very simple and ordinary creatures to pave his path in the future. "Wait, what do you mean the Outer Devils arrive in metal ships and armored suits from beyond this world?!" Being attacked by space ships and Mechas, all Theo had was his tamed insects to fight against the danger. ===== Schedule: 400 Power Stones- 5 extra chapters 200 Golden Tickets- 5 extra chapters Happy reading everyone!

The sky over Karvess was the color of rust. Thick, swirling dust clouds hung low over the scrap fields, coating everything in a layer of fine, red powder. Jagged heaps of broken metal stretched as far as the eye could see, the discarded bones of an age long past. Somewhere in the middle of it all, a boy named Grant sat atop a gutted transport hull, staring up at the vastness above. "Same old sky," he muttered, running a hand through his dirty blond hair. "Same old nothing." It had been six years since he'd been left to fend for himself, abandoned in this wasteland of shattered starships and forgotten tech. Six years of scraping by, salvaging parts to trade for food, dodging scavengers meaner and hungrier than he was. But today was different. Today, his life would change forever. A sharp hum filled the air, making the fine hairs on the back of his neck stand up. His hands, buried in the exposed circuitry of a wrecked cockpit, tingled as the old display flickered to life. Then, a voice spoke. -System activated- Hello, user. I am the Star Navigator System. I am at your service. Grant froze. His heart hammered against his ribs. This wasn’t just any old ship AI. Star Navigators were rumored to be relics of the Pre-Imperial Era, capable of piloting ships faster and smarter than any modern system. This... this could be his way out. "Star Navigator System?" Grant echoed, his voice barely above a whisper. Then, a slow grin spread across his face. "Huh, maybe I can get into the Academy with this... Or even, create an army!" The screen pulsed with light, scanning him, assessing. Somewhere in its code, something shifted, acknowledging him as its new pilot. And just like that, Grant's future stretched wide before him—wider than the skies, wider than the stars themselves.

Nash Elliott was part of a space expedition crew that crash landed on an unknown planet. the crew abandoned him as a bait when monsters showed up, leaving him for dead. What was unexpected, however, was that there were natives on this planet. With his knowledge in advanced tech, he realised that he could use it to integrate and possibly become the leader of this group of natives. But would he? And what would he do with those that left him for dead?

I was just an ordinary AI security consultant. Until one day at the Paris Air Show, I stunned the French President with a new defense tech that rewrote global security doctrine. My invention—Project AegisX—used neuro-dynamic algorithms and electromagnetic rail cannons to eliminate drone swarms with precision, stealth, and style. Ten billion dollars of funding. A hundred-billion market cap. Nobel Peace Prize. Replacing my old college dean. And even buying out Magic Mike to turn it into a global tech-art fusion show. From defense to entertainment, from neural networks to world peace—this is the wild ride of a tech maverick who turned sci-fi into reality.

Just like every other young girl residing in Nigeria, Abigail found solace in watching movies, creating TikTok videos, and immersing herself in the pages of captivating novels. As the first daughter in her family, with rigid parental expectations resting on her shoulders, Abigail embarked on her journey post-secondary school graduation two years ago, swiftly advancing to her second year at the university at the tender age of 21. Despite her family's modest means, they generously supported her education abroad, a privilege Abigail deeply cherished. However, her well-structured life took an unexpected turn when she ventured overseas. The plot thickened and mysteries deepened as she crossed paths with Maverick. Maverick, a discrete businessman shrouded in obscurity, resided in England and was a figure of immense wealth, though not widely recognized due to his aversion to the online realm. Known predominantly to his business associates, Maverick held a profound secret that defied human belief - he was a lycan, an ancient werewolf who had roamed the earth for centuries, reigning as the king among his kind. The convergence of Abigail's and Maverick's worlds raises compelling questions: How are these two seemingly disparate individuals intertwined? Will their paths intersect, guided by the hand of destiny? And, most intriguingly, will they embrace the enigmatic fate awaiting them?

En el 2099, los combates de mechas son el nuevo deporte rey. Renji Takane, un chico con más sueños que sentido común, encuentra un robot de clase prohibida… Y una IA salvaje que no se calla ni muerto. Juntos entran a la arena donde ganar no solo te da fama… también enemigos colosales con planes de destruir el mundo. Junto a ellos un grupo variopinto de personajes se unirán en una travesía llena de peligro humor y sobre todo amistad ¿Listo para la aventura? Bienvenido a Metal Alive.

“Why cast fireball... when you can launch a mana-powered missile?” Yuuto Arakawa died in his garage surrounded by scrap metal—and woke up in a world of swords and sorcery. He doesn’t know magic. He doesn’t care. Armed with wrenches, wild ideas, and a busted mana core, he’s about to turn this fantasy kingdom into his personal workshop of chaos. Because who needs spells... when you’ve got mechs?

Waking with no memory in a blood-soaked, brutal arena on a living island where the ground hums with terrifying life is just the beginning... Kairon and a group of teens find themselves trapped, forced into grotesque battles against enemies twisted by metal, madness, and something older than time. Survival doesn’t mean freedom—it means being marked by strange “relics” taken from the fallen. Relics that whisper. Relics that change you. As the island shifts and their powers grow, a terrifying truth begins to surface: this place isn’t random. It’s alive. It’s watching. And it’s choosing. Ashen Relics is the first in a haunting, genre-blending series about identity, survival, and the cost of transformation. For some, the crown is power. For others, it’s punishment. And for a few... it’s already too late.

The world lies in ruin, overrun by unstoppable ghouls. Humanity’s only weapon? Noxium — a rare metal that grants inhuman power... at a terrible cost. Kay, a brilliant but reluctant young man, only wants to survive quietly. But when his childhood friend Mira joins the Liberation Army, he follows — not out of heroism, but loyalty. Yet war is just the surface. Something rotten festers within humanity… and within himself. As missions turn into massacres and allies hide deadly secrets, Kay must face a choice: keep running from his fate — or become what he fears most. Fight. Bleed. Fall. Or become iron.