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Tsuki Ga Michibuki

God-Tier Grimoire System

(Author Note: Title change coming soon.) *** At the dawn of the universe, the most powerful demons and Gods competed in a legendary battle of strength by churning the universal sea. Out from it came many treasures, the most powerful of which was the God Grimoire. After finding its way through various hosts, it fell into the mortal realm. … Tear Shosha’s life was despondent and worthless for as long as he could remember. He was a middle aged gas station worker who was easy to walk over. He didn’t know who his parents were, and his memories of the distant past had been erased.  The only slightly pleasant thing he could remember  was the fact that he loved the display of magic. And so, he risked it all at a magic show by performing a trick out of his grandpa’s magic trick book… and found himself in a new world filled with unique landscapes, unthinkable creatures, and some of the strongest beings in the universe. With the help of his new God Grimoire, which traveled with him through his soul, Tear—>Tyr will unlock his memories of past and the catastrophe which fell upon his family, forge himself from a weak and timid man to a ruthless and cunning, genius ruler, and climb atop all pinnacles, trampling his way to the throne of Heaven.  “An immortal God? I see… so I have another stone to step on!” ———————————————-— Main character: - Not a lone wolf edgelord. - Not a hero of justice. He’s reasonable. - Not OP from the start. - Not a cunning ruthless genius from the start. - Has quick, solid character development in the first arc. - Trust him. World: - Super vast cultures. - Unique power system. - Dangerous, ruthless place. - Several planets + Hell and Heaven realms later on. Characters: - Each one has a distinct backstory. - They aren’t boring as hell. Story: - Well planned and gets deep and hype. - Foreshadowing from chapter 1. - NO HAREM. - Potential Romance in later chaps. There will be a bunch of things I probably didn’t add so if you have any questions, ask them by replying to my review. Have a good read! ———————————————————- Release Rate: 2 Chapters daily. 250 Powerstones = 1 Bonus Chapter. 500 Powerstones = 2 Bonus Chapter. 100 Golden Tickets = 1 Bonus Chapter. Castle = 1 Bonus Chapter, Spaceship = 2 Bonus Chapters, Golden Gachapon = 3 Bonus Chapters. All bonus chapters will be released at the end of the week on weekends. Monthly Mass Release Goal: To be decided soon... DISCORD: https://discord.gg/K59qhmX5
WriterTheos · 454.4K Views

Ethereal Blue

What if your best friend were a ghost-and your soulmate? Buchi never imagined his scholarship to a prestigious Korean school would come with invisible princes, ancient curses, and dangerous rivals. As the only one who can see Min Soo, a Korean prince cursed to walk the earth unseen, Buchi becomes his lifeline to hope. Jealous students, power-hungry sponsors, and dark supernatural forces threaten to tear their connection apart. Will Buchi rise above the odds to break the curse, or will love be lost in the shadows of time? Buchi-egeun joheun hakgyo-e iss-eo-neun scholarship-eul jwahae, geu-eun gil-eseo an-bo-in-eun wang-ja-reul mann-a-seo, gil-eseo an-bo-in-eun ma-eum-eul mann-a-seo, Buchi-eun geu-ui ma-eum-eul bich-eo-neun sa-gwa-reul jwahae. , , , . Buchi-wa Min Soo-eun geu-deul-ui ma-eum-eul kkae-wo-jwoya hal su iss-eoyo. Geu-deul-eun eotteoke hae, Min Soo-eui jo-geum-eul kkae-wo-jwoya ha-geoyo? ########### "Guy why you dey look me like that?" His voice was steady, but the flicker of confusion and heat in his eyes made my chest tighten. At first he didn't say anything until l asked again but in korean (Neo-neun wae naege ireol geoseul hae-yo?) - "Why are you looking at me like that?" (Jeoneun aniya)"I’m not," I lied, though my gaze refused to move from the water sliding down his neck, tracing the hard lines of his chest before disappearing beneath the towel. (Eotteoke geurae?) " Huh! Really?" he asked, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. ("Neo-neun naege gyeoljeong-gwaui gwaje-cheoreom bolleo issna-yo) "Because you’re looking at me like I’m some kind of forbidden fruit." I swallowed hard, cursing the way my breath hitched. He wasn’t wrong. Something about him—his presence, his confidence, the way he stood there dripping wet like he didn’t have a care in the world—had me unraveling. ("Neo-neun ban-naj-eo iss-eoyo.") "You’re the one standing half-naked," I shot back, though the words lacked bite. ("Mwo neo-neun mweo-rae ganeun-ga?") "What do you expect?" He laughed, the sound deep and rich, like the rumble of a storm. "I didn’t expect you to be so easy to distract." ("Neo-neun joheun geol al-a-isseo.") ("Joheun geol an-iya.") "Distract? I’m not distracted." My words came out too quick, too defensive. He stepped closer, his damp hair falling across his forehead, and for a moment, the space between us felt electric. "Then wati dey make you dey blush?" I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out. Because he was right—I was blushing, my pulse racing, my thoughts a mess. And then, just as suddenly as he’d appeared, he was gone, leaving nothing but the memory of his smirk and the ache in my chest that told me this wasn’t over. --- Can you survive the pull of gravity when it’s not just the black hole that’s consuming you—but him? Dive into ETHEREAL BLUE, a tale of cursed ghosts, forbidden connections, and the kind of chemistry that stops time itself.
delyonworld · 4K Views

Embers Of The Night

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?
Aishat_isd · 17.2K Views

The Starving Dogs

After a mysterious gas was released into the planet's atmosphere, the population suddenly found themselves with mystical powers. Ranging from superhero abilities known only in comics, to incredibly specific and hardly practical. When your worth is now decided by birth, how does one live? When talent merely becomes a word to explain a fortunate ability, how do you stand out? Heroes, Villains, Vigilantes. Stories and myths of such beings became commonplace. Governments requiring powerful abilities to keep order. The Hero Association attempting to keep its influence through monetization. Villain groups abusing their powers. Vigilantes attempting to fight against such tyranny and unfairness. Corruption rampant as always. Like stated, these stories are commonplace. Mass produced even. So what about a narrower focus? A lawless city ruled by an order of Street Gangs. This isn't the story of a selfless uprising Hero, or a Villain who wreaks destruction, or even a Vigilante who wants a better world. Rather it's a story of the struggle of the strong. People who gather others underneath them, and fight against rivals. All to rise to the top and rule this city. Would you care to join? This isn't a grand story, it might not be to your taste. Can you stand beside those who struggle, without a guarantee for a satisfying end? As they fight to stand at the top, or be consumed? If so, allow me to tell you this story. (WARNING: THIS VOLUME CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND STRONG LANGUAGE. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED)
UnableToOpenDoor · 22.3K Views

Lunar Integration: I Overtake My Brother As Alpha

In a world where humans and demi-humans coexist in harmony, Rengoku Muhei has lived his life in the shadow of his older brother, the revered Wolf Blood Alpha. But when an unstoppable threat arises, one that could bring his brother's reign to an end, Rengoku realizes his moment has come. To prepare for a future where he may need to assume his brother's role, he must train relentlessly, rising through the grueling ranks of the Hunter Society to unlock his hidden Lunar power. On this path, Rengoku encounters allies and adversaries alike, each shaping his journey toward the Alpha's throne. *** The sound of the blade caressing swished through the air as Rengoku tossed the cut blade into the air and letting it fall back into his palm. "Huh?... Rengo..." Taro let out a surprising gasp, he wasn't sure what he had in mind but in that split second, he realized that Rengoku had an aura of calmness surrounding him. "If only you were a lot less bloodthirsty... Tatsuya". Rengoku continued. "Really... Tell me brat, what do you intend to do with that broken blade?" Tatsuya replied. "Oh this is going right through your chest..." Ren assured as he used the blade to physically draw a imaginary line that corresponded with the scar that ran through Tatsuya's face. "Don't make me laugh... Idiot," Tatsuya sneered, a sneer that Ren found oddly disconcerting. "I wasn't trying to," Ren replied, his voice calm despite the tension. He shifted his hand away from Tatsuya’s frame, his fingers curling around the broken blade - a weapon that was now his only hope. With a calculated flick, the blade was launched skyward, its trajectory tracing a deadly arc directly above Tatsuya. A slight forward and backward movement of his wrist helped him gauge the distance, and with a burst of determination, Ren propelled the blade with all his might. "Huh?" Taro gasped, his eyes widening in shock as he watched the spectacle unfold. "You missed... Brat!" Tatsuya taunted, a sneer returning to his lips. "Are you sure about that?" Ren replied, his voice low and steady. In that split second, as the blade whistled through the air, Ren's mind raced. 'Did I miss? If it goes according to plan, I'll be able to do what he taught... Yes, I think I can pull it off now. Activate the technique and release it immediately, so I don't destroy too much unintentionally.' 'One...' he steadied himself, his fist poised like a spear, ready to strike. 'Two...' 'Three...' The clanging sound of metal against rock echoed through the night, a violent symphony of force and resistance. With his eye, Ren caught the spark caused by the collision, a brief flash that ignited his next move. He took off with great speed, the wind whistling past him as he closed the distance between him and Tatsuya. Tatsuya, saw Rengoku's approach and prepared himself for the impending attack. But he was unaware of the blade that had deflected off the boulder, hurtling straight toward his back. The blade pierced deep into his right shoulder blade, a searing pain that disoriented him and shattered his focus. As he reeled from the unexpected strike, Ren's attack was already in motion. "Tsuki Jutsu," Ren intoned, his voice low and commanding. "Akai Satsu." [Lunar Technique: Red Death]. *** WARNING: THERE WILL BE A FEW ELEMENTS IN THIS NOVEL THAT'LL BE WRITTEN IN JAPANESE, BUT NOT TO WORRY I WILL DO MY BEST WITH THE TRANSLATION. SYMPOSIUM: THIS NOVEL IS ONE FOR THE ANIME FANS AS IT IS INSPIRED BY JAPANESE ANIME WITH LOTS OF FIGHT SCENES, CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT AND POWER STRUGGLE SURROUNDING THE MALE LEAD. YOUR SUPPORT WOULD BE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED. ENJOY.
Tenzen_Sama · 712 Views

Abandoned Heir's Superstar Wife Relives Her Past

At the Baeksang Arts Awards ceremony, a stunning actress was sitting alone in the audience. It seemed she was waiting for someone, constantly tapping her hand. While waiting, she dialed a number. Seeing the caller ID, she remembered the past. Weirdly, she remembered the feeling—once upon a time, she loved this man, but now he had become the person she hated the most. On the other side: As soon as the man's work finished, he grabbed his car keys, rushing out as quickly as possible. When his car engine roared, he glanced at his watch—it was already 7 PM. He was late. Cursing in his head, he stepped on the gas fully. No sooner than ever, his car was zooming across the highway at 300 km/h. He wanted to reach Seoul within half an hour. "Ha." What madness. He was trying to cover 150 km within 30 minutes, from Daejeon to Seoul. Now, some people might ask why he was rushing so fast, so desperate to get there. It was because of his wife. Early this morning, his wife insisted on going to the Baeksang Arts Awards ceremony. She told him that this was the most highly regarded award in South Korea, and she had been nominated for the Best New Actress award. That's why he was rushing as recklessly as possible. He didn't want to miss out on this golden opportunity to make amends with his wife, so he promised her that he would attend. While driving, his phone rang. Thinking it must be Soo-jin, he didn't pick up and instead increased his car's speed. He had been in a cold war with his wife for a few days now. Well, it wasn't her fault; he was the one who broke the promise. Now, he didn’t want to repeat the same mistake again. As he reached the Baeksang Arts Awards venue, he could hear the award presenters' voices. "The Baeksang Arts Award for Best New Actress goes to..." When he hurriedly showed his venue tickets, the security guards stepped back without checking and bowed. As soon as he was about to start running inside, he heard the presenter's voice again. "Kim Soo-jin." When he heard his wife's name, he was filled with immense joy. His halted steps started running toward her, finding new determination to see the award in her hands. While he was one step away from the venue, Soo-jin's voice could be heard throughout the room. "Good evening, everyone. I am deeply honored and humbled to receive this prestigious Baeksang Award tonight. I want to thank the judges, my incredible team, and my fans who have supported me through every step of my journey. This award means more to me than I can express." When he opened the doors, their eyes met. She was staring at the door, waiting for him, it seemed. He showed a victory sign with a big smile on his face, saying he kept his promise, but... Suddenly, Soo-jin became quiet, staring at him. There were tears in her eyes, her brows furrowed. Her eyes changed—they were the same as his father's eyes, filled with hatred. In the past, Soo-jin looked at him with indifference after their marriage, but never had she looked at him with hatred. "Why?" was the only question in his head. He was confused. On stage, countless thoughts were going through Soo-jin's head. She didn't want to do this; there was no choice for her but to reveal everything. If she wanted to be happy, she needed to reveal everything to the public because, even after everything she had done, she could not get a divorce out of this marriage, as she firmed her resolve. Her voice cracked while speaking. Tears were pouring from her eyes, but she spoke as stubbornly as always. "I have been diagnosed with angiosarcoma, a rare and aggressive cancer of the heart. I have less than three months left. I want to spend these three months with the person I love. I was forced to marry Kim Joon-ho. There is no love between us. Please help me. Please save me."
Afreet_Eicher · 44.4K Views
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