Manny Ice Age

In the beginning, mankind was weak. Prey to beasts, to plague, to the winds and whims of the heavens. Kingdoms rose and fell like sandcastles at the edge of a storm-tossed sea. Swords rusted. Kings bled. No one was beyond death. But then came the Nine Pillars. Forged in the twilight of the ancient world by nameless sages who pierced the secrets of heaven and earth, the Pillars were not structures of stone, but of spirit, flesh, and will. They were paths—painful, ruthless, divine paths—by which a mortal might climb beyond the chains of his body and seize dominion over it. The First Pillar, Strength Refinement, marked the beginning of the path. For ten years, a cultivator would temper their raw might until their muscles became as iron and their blows could break boulders. From there, the path only grew steeper. Flesh Refinement hardened skin into armor. Muscle Refinement made each sinew a coiled spring of destruction. Tendon Refinement—the Fourth Pillar—turned movement into mastery, footstep into flight, swordplay into something near divine. And beyond that? Bone, Organ, Marrow, Blood, and finally, Meridian Refinement—the ninth and last Pillar—was said to bestow eternal life, peerless power, and the ability to shatter mountains with a breath. At its peak stood the Martial Emperors, titans in human form. Yet such beings were as rare as phoenixes. Each Pillar demanded a toll of decades—forty years for the Fourth, ninety for the Ninth—but time given was returned a hundredfold. A cultivator aged slower, lived longer, endured more. But few ever had the resolve—or the years—to climb far. This was the Age of Martial Enlightenment, where kingdoms no longer measured greatness by armies or coin, but by the strength of their cultivators. Martial sects rivaled noble houses. Swordsmen wandered the land like demigods. The strong dictated truth, and the weak obeyed.

An epic journey of a basketball player's life... "Writing stories is like shooting hoops; you keep scoring and missing, then continue, relentlessly, until you leave the court." The distant and fervent world of basketball across the sea became the stage on which the young men released their energy and let their imaginations soar during the monotony and uncertainty of adolescence. He hopes that children who love playing basketball can have real basketball to play...

3000 years after his disappearance, Xue An had undergone cultivation and came back as an invincible fairy. But upon his return to Earth, he realised that he had a pair of twin daughters. “Papa, this dragon doesn’t taste good!” “Oh, this must be an ancestor-grade dragon that has lived for much too long. Its meat has become a little dry. Next time, we shall eat a young dragon within ten thousand years of age.” Some dragon that had existed since the beginning of the universe was lying on the floor, trembling and shivering. “Papa, between you and the other Immortal-emperor mannies, who is more powerful?” Xue An smiled. There was not a single soul that could withstand even just one blow from him. If there was! That would at most be two! “My dear daughters, I will make you girls the happiest princesses in this whole, wide world. No, in this whole universe! And it’s the two of you!”

In a world where every human is bound at birth to a *spirit animal*—a pure embodiment of their soul—young Prince Asheron awaits the sacred *Day of Hatching*, a royal tradition for those whose spirits arrive as eggs.

One month before a global freeze ends civilization, Leo Zane wakes up—reborn and armed with future knowledge and a mysterious inventory space. Once betrayed and torn apart by those he trusted, this time he plays to win. With billions in supplies to hoard and no one to hold back for, Leo plans to outlive the end of the world—and rule what's left. Smart, cold, and relentless—he’s not here to save anyone. He’s here to survive.

In 2820, debt-free and master of his own ship, young miner Mel Dela Cruz’s routine space explorations are haunted by a childhood curiosity: the forbidden history of humanity and its mythical birthplace, Earth. Driven by fragmented visions and a connection to his father's legendary past, Mel feels an undeniable pull toward uncovering the truth of a suppressed past.

He believes in purpose. She believes in power. Neither believes in love — until they collide. When idealistic nonprofit founder Will Bennett locks eyes with Eliza Darcy, the tech world's coldest CEO, it's not sparks that fly — it's shrapnel. She calls his life’s work charity cosplay. He calls her emotionless corporate ice. But fate—and a high-stakes pitch—throws them back together. Behind her glass empire and polished armor, Eliza hides a past built on abandonment and ambition. She’s clawed her way to the top by trusting no one and feeling nothing. Will? He builds futures from the ground up, with nothing but heart, grit, and maddening optimism. Their attraction is inconvenient. Their chemistry is undeniable. And when secrets, scandals, and a media storm threaten everything they know, both must choose: Hold their pride. Or risk it all to melt the ice between them. Slow-burn. Sharp banter. Soul-deep connection. Beneath Her Ice is a steamy enemies-to-lovers CEO romance about breaking barriers, rewriting power, and choosing vulnerability in a world that worships control.

Deep within a forgotten dungeon, Takeshi stumbles upon a girl bound in chains — a prisoner stripped of her freedom and left to fade away. Refusing to let her story end there, he frees the girl, Nyxia Xardgoat — or simply, Nyx — changing both of their fates forever. Together, Takeshi and Nyx set out across the vast world of Thalrea, determined to uncover the truth behind the mysterious disappearance of Takeshi’s parents. Along their journey, he unexpectedly summoned child whom they adopt and name Akari, creating an unlikely family bound not by blood, but by choice. Through every battle and every discovery, the three venture deeper into the heart of Thalrea — a land full of hidden histories, ancient powers, and dangerous secrets waiting to be unearthed.

The once great country of Veroso was at war with itself, split into five Nations. Laura, a Wolf woman wanderer that spends her days in the bloody waste lands, happens upon one of the nation Leaders one day. A Warlord known as Zenesha Heart, the Fox Ice Princess. Deciding to help her to pass the time Laura ends up assisting the woman in her efforts to defeat the other four Warlords and their nations, Bringing the shattered country back together under one banner.

A Call to the Golden Age of Cultivation To my dearest readers, fellow dreamers and seekers of the grandest tales – have you ever yearned for the sagas of old? The kind that didn't rush through 200 chapters, but stretched across **two, even three thousand, with every detail meticulously woven?** I speak of the **pioneering era of Xianxia and Wuxia, the true Grand Cultivation and Cosmic Xianxia narratives** that still echo in our hearts. We live in an age where new novels emerge at lightning speed, driven by quick updates and rapid-fire releases. But amidst this surge, let us not forget the legends penned by authors whose very names evoke reverence, even if their origins are lost to time. These pioneers left us with an invaluable lesson: **true depth and epic scale aren't about speed, but about profound immersion.** They showed us worlds of lower, middle, and upper realms; universes existing within a single body and countless others beyond it. They crafted **ancient immortals and terrifying, primordial chaos** – not the watered-down, cliché versions, but a dread-inducing, boundless void. They took us to **Golden Eras of maximum power, where every sect soared, every technique resonated with peak potential, and the adventure was truly infinite.** No tedious trudges through "mortal world, immortal world, spirit world, fairy world, zzz" – just pure, unadulterated cosmic might from the get-go. I may not be a seasoned god of this genre, but I am a fervent disciple. Inspired by these titans, these very deities of storytelling, I aim to emulate their magnificent vision. My upcoming chapters will embrace their concept of a **Golden Era, a peak-level world brimming with maximum power from the outset.** We'll delve into iconic tropes like **universes beyond the body, the tiered cosmos, and a chaos that truly inspires awe**, not just a basic understanding. Join me as I attempt to craft something truly exciting and immersive within this beloved genre. For it is only those pioneers, those gods, who inspire me to seek such grand narratives. Let us together rediscover the lost art of the truly epic! I clarify that I also like the current immortal cultivation stories. They are popular and easy to shape, especially if you want a story without plagiarism. I recommend focusing on the genre, taking inspiration and making your own ideas of what the MC is like and how they act in the face of monotony and boredom. Persevere. Withdraw or continue?

In a world where shadows whisper secrets and every choice has a price, one person stands at the crossroad of it all. A gripping tale of sacrifices, betrayal and power unfolds in a world where the scars of an apocalypse still bleed. Drake Jagger is the weakest student at Iron Vale Academy- bullied, orphaned and haunted by violent dreams of a crimson battlefield and a betrayal by horned warriors. But when a sealed letter bearing the Arachis insignia arrives, Drake is ripped from his miserable life and thrown into a game of blood and chess. But Drake's dreams are the key. With each nightmare, the lone warrior's memories bleed into his mind and the sword in his grip whispers of the past.

In a world divided into five realms—Humans, Djinn, Gods, Demons, and Spirits—power is the only language that matters. War rages endlessly across ancient lands, fueled by hatred, revenge, and ambition. The balance of time itself is twisted: what passes as minutes in one realm becomes a thousand years in another. Noval was feared. A cruel and cold-blooded man with no mercy, until the gods cursed him. Now, every soul he kills tortures him for a thousand years, and everyone he sees bears the face of the one person he fears the most—his mother. Desperate for salvation, Noval begins a journey to the realm of the gods. Alongside a loyal friend, a mysterious girl, and a child with eyes like frozen skies—dorlin—he travels through fire and death. What awaits him isn’t redemption... but a divine war. When betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, Noval’s last wish rewrites destiny. And from the ashes, Dorlin, a warrior reborn with vengeance in her heart, rises to finish what he started. Two heroes. One legend. An eternal war. Will they break the curse... or become part of it?

A young man's life takes an unexpected turn when he meets an untimely demise, buried beneath an avalanche. As he breathes his last, he hears the echoes of mechanical voices resonating in his head, granting him a multitude of wishes in the form of Skills, Fortunes, and a new Body. Reborn as an Ice Dragon, Drake finds himself thrust into a fantastical realm reminiscent of Norse Mythology known as Yggdrasil. This world, however, holds more surprises than he could have ever imagined. It is not only a realm of fantasy but also a Cultivation World, blending two seemingly disparate concepts into one. Join him on his journey as he explores this enchanting world, navigating its treacherous landscapes and encountering deadly monsters along the way. As he fights for survival, he seeks to find his place in this new existence and discover the purpose that drives him forward. Yet, he soon realizes that he is not alone in this reincarnated state. Others have been granted wishes as well, and the collision of their desires threatens to plunge the world into utter chaos. This is a tale of rebirth and transformation—a man's evolution from a humble Dragon Pup to the indomitable Strongest Dragon King. Along his path, he will forge new alliances, face formidable foes, and gradually establish a place he can truly call home.

In a world full of magic, where the stars determine your beginning, and also end,

In the modern world, SAM was just another misunderstood genius — broke, ignored, and written off. But when a strange stone lands in his hands during a robbery, his fate is rewritten. Transported 10,000 years into the past, he finds himself among primitive humans who mistake him for a god. With his scientific knowledge, mysterious powers from the alien stone, and a mind built for innovation, SAM becomes the king of a new civilization. As he transforms the world with fire, metal, and machines, he unknowingly awakens a cosmic enemy: the true owners of the stone — an alien race hunting through time. As ancient humans evolve under his rule and the skies crack open, SAM must prepare for war. But victory may come at a cost... What begins as survival becomes legend. What starts as escape becomes dominion over time and stars. He is not just a king. He is the God of a New Age.

In a world where the supernatural hides in the shadows, dark creatures threaten the peace of mankind. To protect the balance, a secretive group has risen—the Agimatayo. This hidden order of warriors is sworn to hunt the supernatural beings that wants to cause chaos. From the bloodthirsty Aswang, to soulless ghouls, wicked Encanto, and even ancient gods once sealed away, the Agimatayo face them all. Armed with sacred charms, sacred spells and unbreakable will, they stand against the rising darkness—pushing back world-ending threats before they can consume the mortal world.

Years ago, a mortal warrior ended the war between gods and men—using a name the heavens still whisper with fear: Requiem. But the name was never truly his. It belonged to someone older, wiser. Someone who vanished long before the final blow was struck. Now, the war is over—but peace is only a lie well told. When Artemis, goddess of the hunt, is betrayed by her kin and left for dead, it is her brother’s final sacrifice that buys her a narrow escape. Wounded and hunted, she finds shelter in the last place she expected: the remote cabin of the man who once nearly killed her. Mark lives a quiet life now, blade sheathed, demons buried deep. But the world will not let him rest. Not while Olympus breathes. As gods stir and old names begin to resurface, Artemis and Mark must gather allies—divine and mortal alike—and prepare for what comes next. Whispers speak of a deeper war, of powers long thought lost… and of shadows that never truly left the battlefield. The gods may have won their throne, but the reckoning has only just begun. ________________________________________________________________ I will aim to release 2 chapters a week, Some will be long others will be short. I don't have an exact word goal I'm aiming to achieve.

Three thousand years ago, Chaos magic, once a source of power for men, turned on them, killing every male in the world of Aka. Mumbi, an immortal warrior blessed by the goddess, created the martriachal empire of Aka, ushering in the age of daughters that has lasted for thousands of years. But no matter how prosperous, no age lasts. A prophecy from the age of war foretells Aka’s doom, which Mumbi has dedicated her immortal life to stop it and her only hope lies in Amala, a lowborn girl born with the power of prophecy. Though promising, her ability is limited to seeing the deaths of those she touches. Together, the two search for the skull of Okalu, which is said will trigger the prophesied doom of Aka while fighting an ancient enemy as old as the age of daughters that want the doom to happen. Meanwhile, sixteen-year-old Njoki is thrust into power after her mother’s mysterious death, becoming elder of the Anajiru clan, the most powerful of the nine clans of Aka. Young, naïve and inexperienced, she must navigate the harsh world of politics, find her mother’s killer while trying to be a worthy leader for her people. But as Njoki delves deeper, she uncovers Aka’s buried dark secrets, including Mumbi’s carefully guarded past. As the prophesied doom nears, the three women, one immortal, one cursed and one untried, stand between the salvation and end of Aka.

The cold stone hall was dimly lit with flickering torches. Shadows stretched long across the floor. At the far end of the room, the King sat high on his throne, surrounded by High Lords, Generals, and Counselors. Silence hung thick in the air as the Ice Viking entered. He stood in the center, arms at his side, eyes forward. “Viking,” the King called from his seat. Varnok didn’t move. “Yes,” he replied flatly. One of the High Lords stood up in anger. “In the presence of your King—you kneel!” The knights draws their Swords. Varnok stayed still. “You’re not my king,” he said calmly. The King raised a hand. The knights lowered their swords. “Let him be,” the King said, leaning forward. “Ice Viking… step forward.” Varnok walked slowly across the cold stone floor. “There is war between the Vikings and this kingdom,” the King said. Varnok kept walking. “It’s your kingdom,” he answered. “That has nothing to do with me.” The lords murmured in outrage. “You think they’ll stop there?” the King asked, raising a hand for silence. “You know what those animals are like. Vikings… they don’t stop until they’ve burned everything to ash.” “And yet I’ve protected the village just fine,” Varnok said. “Without your help. Like it’s always been.” “Without my help, there’d be no village to protect,” the King snapped. “There is a village,” Varnok said, meeting his eyes. “And not once have you offered it your help.” “King... please. What an excuse.” The king nodded toward the general standing beside him. Without hesitation, the general stepped forward and struck Varnok across the face. Then a second punch to the stomach. Finally, a heavy kick to the leg. Varnok dropped to one knee. “Good,” the King said, tipping his goblet and pouring wine over Varnok’s head. “Like the animal you are.” Murmurs filled the hall. > "What an animal." "Fits clearly—a dog." "All Vikings should just die." "Disgusting things." The King laughed with joy as he was Pleased by the words of the people. He leaned forward again, with his voice low. “Maybe we should start with your wife… and child.” The room fell into a deadly stillness. Varnok’s eyes snapped open—glowing bright, ice-blue. A shiver cut through the entire hall. The ground began to vibrate. Goblets trembled. Torches flickered lower. Then came his voice—cold, deep, inhuman. Like the cracking of ancient glaciers. “If a single breath so much as brushes their skin…” “I will bring down such ruin upon this kingdom that even the crows will starve for lack of flesh. I will freeze your rivers. Silence your bells. And watch your palace rot from the inside—As your screams echo in halls no one dares enter. Pray your tongue forgets their names… before I remember yours.” No one moved everywhere was silent. Even the air seemed too afraid to stir.

The story takes place in the interstellar universe, where everyone born with a tag on them(S, A, B, C,) which created by the Godlike Emperor who rules 3/4 of the universe from Millenniums. The Tags gives the higher tags complete domain over those tags, this age knows as Dark Age. The tale is about a young boy named Atlas, who woke up on an unknown planet and found everyone on the planet dead. He is a boy born without a tag on him known as "untagged". The untagged is the individual how possed the strength or talent to rival the Emperor and conceded as the symbol of terror and destruction. The story starts when the boy escapes from a slave dealer to find his mother and thus the tale of an Untagged boy, who brings an end to the Dark Age begging.

When kings bleed to feed the gods, power is never inherited—it is earned through fire, blood, and sacrifice. In the frostbound realm of the North, young Ned Stark witnesses the unthinkable: his father, King Alphonse Stark, ritually sacrifices himself before the gods in a sacred feast meant to preserve the land’s divine favor. With the royal blood still warm on the altar, Ned is thrust into a role he never asked for—heir to a crown soaked in prophecy and shadow. But he is not yet king. Not truly. Not until he survives the Rite of Crowning, an ancient trial where the gods judge the worthy—and destroy the weak. Across the sea, in the sun-scorched empire of Tharekh, Princess Aeryla, daughter of fire and royalty, is gifted four ancient dragon eggs on the eve of her forced marriage to the feared warlord, Khal Freygo. Betrayed, widowed, and broken, she walks into fire to die—and is reborn with four living dragons and a hunger for conquest. Kingdom after kingdom falls to her flame. But as her armies approach Westeros, where Ned Stark now rules a fragile North, a greater threat awakens. The Army of the Undead, once buried beneath the icy wastes beyond the world’s edge, begins its march. Led by a deathless king who can raise dragons from the grave, the undead seek not kingdoms—but the extinction of all life. Old enemies must become allies. Prophecies must be fulfilled. Gods will descend, witches will rise, and the fate of mortals will be written in ash. In this world of sacred rituals, divine politics, ancient beasts, and rising horrors, only one truth remains: In the Age of Ash, the gods are watching—and they are hungry.

The world has ended. The Rapture saved those who believed as judgment punished those who don't. In a world abandoned by God, Hell has trampled over the earth. Humanity is lost, forsaken to die and wither in unending agony. In a dead world, is there something to live for ? To hope in despair ? To endure in endless torment ? To survive beneath the weight of divine punishment ? For this is the beginning of the end. The dawn of a new age of darkness.

A stone age young man out on his first hunt to become a man, an unidentified object falling out of the sky towards him, will the whims of fate be kind or cruel to him? Follow the MC's journey through the ages as the world grows and evolves with him. *Release of new chapters will most likely be 2 times a week, depending on how busy I am with work and life. will try for 3 times a week*

Four fragments come into existence to determine the new lords of the world. These fragments contain a magical ability that the use will have access to when they go through the process of evolving and becoming a lord. experience the story of nova Icyln a former model that Had a hidden power within her that forced her to see the world as it really is.

"we are going to die,we are going to die" A young man was heard shaking talking to himself , gunshots could be heard everywhere ,marked men was shooting at him seeing to be their target. But someone was beside him protecting him at all costs as she fights back to save him. She? Yes a woman, risking her life to save this man and of course, she is bodyguard. Who is this young man and why are they trying to kill him? Please read the story to know.

The Backlanders once threatened to end humanity, but the Goddess's blessings, the people's grit, and the reinforced concrete walls held them back. Now, Promethea holds strong against the never-ending hordes and moves to gain back the once-human lands from the enemies, one great wall and a million souls at a time. But when bricks come loose, walls threaten to tumble down, bringing down everything alongside it. I will be posting the chapters on Royal Road too!

A boy stuck at the crossroads of his destiny and fate ends up taking a wrong turn, completely unaware someone above is watching him