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Echoes of a Threaded World

Memory fragment loading... He woke up alone. Cold. In a forgotten workshop. Dust thick in the air, silence heavier still. No past. No memory. Just a name he didn’t recognize as his own. And hands that remembered things he could not. Outside, the city of Velrith stood on three fractured pillars: the Crown, the Companies, and the Circles. Bound by fragile mutual deterrence, they smiled through gritted teeth—each holding weapons the others dared not unleash. The Garde watched the streets. The Garde Royale moved in whispers. The Nobility hid behind masks. The Companies behind contracts. And somewhere, untouched and untouchable, the Xenio worked in silence—answering to no one, owing allegiance to no one. In this fragile balance of power—where loyalty was currency and knowledge meant death—his arrival was… unwelcome. He wasn’t meant to exist. And yet, there he stood. Worse still, his body remembered how to survive. How to fight. How to hide. How to kill. Now the factions were listening. Watching. Questioning. Had someone brought him back? Or had he never truly left? Velrith held secrets no one dared speak aloud. And he was about to walk straight into them. The first lie was that no one remembered him. He didn’t know who he was. He didn’t know why he was here. But something had built him to survive. And something else was watching. He was not supposed to wake up. And that, too, was a lie. —LOG INTERRUPTED— Unauthorized recall request detected. Signal rerouting… Processing anomaly… Who are you?
justbehappywontyou · 1.5K Views

The Devil's Thread

A smile that bled through kingdoms. A dot that hides a fate unknown. --- Some call him a devil. Others remember only the smile—calm, beautiful, and soaked in blood. Lucifer awakens in a quiet border village with fragments of a forgotten past, a bleeding dream, and powers he never asked for. On one arm, a mysterious glowing dot. On the other, a progress bar tied to a name in a language long lost. He doesn’t know what he is. But he knows one thing—he’s not normal. In a world divided by power and ranks, where kings wields power and gods are only myths, Lucifer is drawn to the Academy: the center of civilization, where monsters are raised as champions. His quest is simple: “Academy.” But fate is not. He isn’t here to survive. He’s here to unravel a thread that could tear reality apart. --- Author Notes: Hey everyone, I’m Author Zero. This story isn't just about power levels and flashy academies—though you’ll find plenty of that too. The Devil’s Thread dives deeper into themes of identity, buried memories, dark choices, and the lies we accept to survive. There will be thrill, suspense, subtle worldbuilding, and philosophical layers buried beneath action and charm. Romance might arrive, but it won’t define the story. Think of it like peeling an onion. Except every layer bleeds. This is my first time crafting something like this. If you enjoy dark protagonists, beautiful lies, academy arcs, and the unraveling of something ancient and forbidden—this is for you. Support, votes, and comments fuel the story (and the Devil’s Smile). Thanks for reading. If you are the original owner of the image used for this webnovel cover, which has been remastered and altered using artificial intelligence, please contact us so we can discuss appropriate action. While the cover incorporates original elements enhanced by artificial intelligence, we thinks that it is no longer considered entirely original content. ~ Author Zero
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ABSOLUTE THREADS

The world is stitched together by ancient, living forces - luminescent strands known as Threads. Invisible to most, these ethereal filaments bind memory, power, time, and soul. Only a rare few, known as Threadbearers, can perceive and wield them. But the Threads do not merely grant power - they remember, they whisper, and sometimes... they choose. Cael Solari is a drifting orphan raised among the forgotten, scraping survival from a dying land. But when he touches a silver thread in the heart of the Wastes, he is awakened - not only to the power woven through the world, but to the burden that comes with it. Now marked by something older than gods, Cael begins a journey to understand the Threads, and the fragments of history they carry in every strand. But he is not alone. Alaryn Vei - an enigmatic girl who commands flame like music - walks the same path, not as a companion, but as a rival. Her power burns brighter than Cael's, her purpose clearer. And as their threads tangle again and again across the ruinous continent, it becomes clear that one of them will forge the future - and the other may have to fall. As Cael travels through the fractured remnants of fallen kingdoms, he uncovers lost civilizations, meets other Threadbearers - each twisted by their own understanding of power - and slowly learns that the Threads are not tools, but witnesses of something far greater. Something returning. Thread by thread, Cael pieces together the truth behind the Threadfall war, the Forge-born, and the coming unraveling of reality itself. With 100 unique characters - each bearing their own mindset, history, and connection to the Threads - this is not just a tale of magic and might. It's the chronicle of a world fighting to remember what it was... and one boy trying not to lose himself in what it's becoming. In the end, Cael must answer a single, shattering question: Do the Threads serve those who wield them... or do they simply bind the strongest until they break?
zhoufanetheral700 · 2K Views

How To Evolve A Fireball

In the world of Elka, every awakened mage is granted a Grimoire — a living magical book that records their spells, achievements, and evolution paths. Spells aren’t static. They grow. They branch. They transform. For most mages, spell evolution is a game of instinct and talent — cast more, train harder, get lucky. But Arin Ember isn’t like most mages. He’s not even from this world. Transmigrated from a dying, magicless planet where survival depended on science, Arin sees magic not as mystery, but as code. And he’s obsessed with one spell: Fireball. The weakest, most basic spell in existence — and the only one he’ll ever use. While others chase power through variety, Arin dives into obsessive specialization. He dissects Fireball like a physicist. He refines it like a chemist. And in his blank, silent Grimoire, he begins rebuilding it from the ground up — not just evolving it, but rewriting its magical genome. Because in Elka, every spell is built on a hidden structure: mana-sequence code, a chain of runes and elemental instructions like living DNA. It governs everything — from power output to elemental behavior to spell adaptability. And Arin? He’s the first person insane enough to treat it like genetic engineering. Through experimentation, failure, and relentless theory-crafting, he transforms his Fireball into: A self-replicating flame with controlled mitosis A plasma-based projectile that adapts to air density A sentient spark that learns mid-combat And a superheated core spell capable of atomizing magic barriers They call him talentless. They call him obsessed. But soon, may call him something else: The Father of Spell Genetics. The One-Spell Monster. The Fireball Architect.
SizzlingCoal · 1.1K Views
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