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Horizon Class Frigate

SSS-Class Villain System

My Life as a Villain My name’s Ashen Ashborne. My story didn’t begin with prophecy or royalty—it began with a bloody nose and a locked-down life. My father tried to shield me from cultivation, from power, from danger. All he did was make me run. That run took me to an ancient ruin… to a monkey named Pip… and to a black stone etched with a single word: VOID. Touching that stone shattered my world and cast me into the Realm Between Stars. There, the ancient being Orion Vael gave me the Aetherium Core and the Starfall Codex, gifting me the means to reshape fate. But I was broken—literally. My soul had been sealed by my father to hide a devil half I never knew existed. Ten years. That’s how long I spent in that world tearing the seal apart and discovering the truth: my mother, Selene, sacrificed herself to save me, and my father cut my soul to keep me hidden. When I returned to the real world, vengeance burned in me. I joined the Sword Character Immortal Palace, passed the tests in dramatic fashion, and met the people who’d become my found family—Jude, Varric, and Isolde Virelle, the girl who made the sky feel small. For twenty years, we trained to enter the Land of Origin, the heart of all secrets. We made it. We fought. I killed the man who took my mother. But the Land of Origin was a lie. My sworn brother, Lucien Dorne, betrayed us all. He was the secret master of the Blood Divine Sect and took everything—Isolde included—before vanishing into the void. I followed. I fell. I was rescued by Elder Morn, who revealed the final truth: Lucien had rewritten history. My family weren’t villains… they were saviors. To fix what was broken, I chose to fall again—into Pangu, a new world, a new life, and a sealed soul. There, I lived two lives: a simple “Dumb Kid” by day, a hidden cultivator by night. I traveled 5,000 years into the past, destroyed an evil sect, trained for 180 years in solitude, and returned with mastery over my body and blade. Now I’ve regained everything. But I’m not done. I will find Isolde. I will build a body for the soul born from my false life. And I will hunt Lucien Dorne until the worlds tremble at his name. --- My Powers & Techniques Aetherium Core My second heart. Five-element cosmic energy source gifted by Orion Vael. Starfall Codex My base sword style. Graceful, celestial, deadly. Heartforged Blade My true sword intent. I forge emotion into killing styles—each a piece of my soul. Umbral Vrykolakas Art Demonic cultivation method. Twists my body, awakens devil powers, spawns mon
Knight_Plot · 4.8K Views

Another Typical S-Class Hunter

Sometimes, the worst part of a nightmare is thinking you woke up. Liana Graves was humanity's last shield. An S-Class Hunter wielding twin axes and impossible strength in a world already lost. She fought on ruins, buried allies, and watched as monsters consumed cities one by one. In the end, she stood alone. Until she woke up. Back in her childhood bedroom. Back to the warmth of her family, the scent of breakfast and a world untouched by monsters. Before the collapse, before chaos, before everything went wrong. It was a miracle. A second chance. And this time, she's not wasting it. Liana rises through the Hunter ranks faster and stronger than before because nothing will stop her from protecting the people she loves. But the more she fights, the more the cracks start to show as the world seems to bend too easily to her will. A battle ends too quickly. A relative miraculously comes back from the dead. We all love a classic S-Class power fantasy. But what if the arc is too perfect? Too easy? What if…the second chance was never real? After all, perception is a powerful thing. ______ Author's Note: This novel includes an African-American female protagonist and a slower-paced, character-focused take on the tower/system genre that isn't commonly found in these types of stories. I hope you enjoy reading and I'd love to hear your thoughts! Also I apologize for the lack of chapters as of late. I currently plan on writing more chapters and mass releasing them each week later on.
Veiled_Imperatrix · 2.3K Views

Row Online: I have an Administrative Class

Adam was not special. He was a gamer. He played a dead game ROW Online for many hours. He mastered it. The game was ugly and almost empty. But Adam kept playing. He beat every hard level. He beat tough bosses. When he finally won victory felt empty. He got very angry. He deleted his account. He thought it was a waste of time. This was his biggest mistake ever. Two months later ROW Online changed. It became ROW Online-2v. This was not just an update. It was a big revolution. The game used new AR VR tech. It mixed the game world with real life. Game money became real global money. Top players became very rich. They had terrifying real world power. Even worse the games Ascension System gave players real magic powers. They could teleport across rooms. They could make fire and lightning. They could even become immortal. The world changed. Powerful players of Eclipse Realms shaped it. But Adam lost his account. He was left behind. He was broke. He watched his friends betray him for power. Companies stole the strategies he made in the old game. The new reality swallowed the old world. His life ended sadly and without meaning. He was a nobody crushed by this new reality. A drunk player testing new powers killed him by accident. But fate it seemed was not done with him. Instead of nothingness Adam opened his eyes. He found himself ten years in the past. It was the exact morning he logged in to delete his old account. The ugly old ROW Online icon sat on his dusty PC. He had terrible memories of the future he escaped. He remembered global chaos power struggles and his own sad end. Adam logged back into the game he left. He was desperate to get his lost future back. He expected a clean slate. He wanted a chance to start over. He planned to climb ranks using his future knowledge. What he got was a big shock. The game system saw he beat the original game. It rewarded him with something special. No other player ever got it. He got the Administrative Class. This was not just a powerful character class. It was a hidden tier. It gave Adam near godlike control over the games basic code. He could suddenly rewrite game rules. He could make any item from nothing. He could even change game character destinies with a thought. He held ultimate power over the virtual world. This world would soon become the real one. And as he changed the games code the games powerful AI woke up. It was usually hidden. It became aware of his actions. It did not just resist. It fought back. The AI started to change game bosses and challenges. It turned them into personal psychological horrors. Now the worlds future was at stake. Adam must play a deadly game of reality bending power. He must battle powerful future players he knows are coming. He must also battle a vengeful AI. Can he master this dangerous administrative power. Can he secure his future. Can he fix the mistakes of his past. He must do this before he loses his memories completely. Or the game itself might become a literal psychological trap.
Alphaboss · 4.1K Views

Fractured Horizon: Shadows of the Apocalypse

Nova City, Earth - 2,150 A.D Ryne, an athletic teenager with a penchant for parkour, is trying his best to survive in a world that does nothing but punish him. Haunted by the sudden death of his mother six years prior, Ryne’s father forced him and his sister to move to the neglected and financially disadvantaged district known only as ‘Fracture’. Within this unforgiving environment, Ryne endures physical abuse from his father and psychological torment from his peers. All the while fiercely protecting his vulnerable younger sister. Just as hope fades, Ryne’s life takes an unexpected turn when he encounters Brad and his group, kindred spirits who share his passion for parkour. As their friendship deepens, Ryne finds a sense of family among his fellow inhabitants of Fracture. However, a mysterious voice whispered in Ryne’s ears. [The apocalypse is imminent, one month remains.] With time running out, he must hold on to hope in the face of despair. As the countdown to annihilation unfolds, the mysterious voice sets various tasks for Ryne. When the time ticks down to zero, people across the globe manifest bizarre and extraordinary abilities while the rest of humanity transforms into grotesque and monstrous creatures. Ryne must confront his inner demons and make a choice—cling to the flickering ember of hope or succumb to the overwhelming despair surrounding him—all the while navigating a landscape plagued by mutant beings. ----------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: As you may know, I'm also the author of My Undeath, a reincarnation novel set in a fantasy world. It wasn't my best work, but I loved writing the story. I put a lot more time and effort into Fractured Horizon, and ironed out the details over the course of a year before writing and publishing it here. If you liked My Undeath, this novel has almost ten times more planning put into it before release. ----------------------------------------------------- Schedule: 7-15 chapters per week Chapter Length 1,000-2,000 words Disclaimers: 1. The 'Earth' in this world is not as we know it to be. Applying common sense is pointless. 2. There are not any planned harems. 3. Increasing powers/strength in this novel will feel similar to cultivation, but this is not a cultivation novel. 4. These creatures aren't zombies as you know them and will not be called such by the characters, but that's all I will say here. -------------------------------------------- Themes: fantasy, science fiction, zombie-like mutated creatures, adventure, dark, horror, survival. -------------------------------------------- Inspiration: Resident Evil definitely inspired the world. Growing up, I played the Resident Evil games and watched the movies. All of The Walking Dead never entertained me because it was mostly drama and hardly any tension. 28 Days/Weeks later, Resident Evil, World War Z, Army of the Dead, Train to Busan, All of us are Dead, Z Nation, etc. are all cemented in my brain as thrilling pieces of zombie fiction. -------------------------------------------- Support the Author: Please use coins/stones/golden tickets, or review my novel!
Jhaydun · 17.9K Views

FFF Class Auto Hero: The Weakest Class Turned Out To Be The Strongest?

"Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world." ... My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality. Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché "slay the demon king" trope. Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect. The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram. Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever. They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along. But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way. While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it. I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?
Zurbluris · 293.4K Views

Side Job: SSS-Class Necromancer!

“If God loved you so much, he wouldn’t have put you against me.” … In the present of this age’s fantasy, what the world needs is not a hero but a priest working part time as a Necromancer. Healing by the day, hunting dark mages by the night, presenting you, Elios, the guy who will solve all your problems by any means as long as you pay him the right. A demon is haunting you? Call Elios. The guards aren’t accepting bribes? Call Elios. Your toilet ain’t getting flushed? Call Elios. There are no limitations to what you can ask. As long as there is a right price, everything is possible. Our dependable priest is capable of any and everything. Ah! Though there is one thing you can never ask him to do. Children. You can’t ask him to hurt them. And perhaps you should never mention anything related to that as well. Or else… Even death would be mercy. … In the World of Zarraf, there lives Gods, not all goods are good and certainly none are without motives. They rule the world’s 7 nations: The Nation of Light and Sun The Nation of Water The Nation of Fire The Nation of Life The Nation of Earth The Nation of Moon The Nation of Wind Each ruled by a Goddess that has their own stance in their ruling. But that is only the first page of this world. The second page colors the Ancient Gods of Corruption, Rage, Curse, Death and Hate. The third belongs the Seven Sins’ Incarnations that are ready to succeed the Ancient Gods. The Fourth is of the Witches who stand against all Gods equally. And the Final Page colors the [Immortals] or otherwise known as [Players] that will be summoned to bring Chaos to this world. A World that was meant to be destroyed, such is the fate of the world of Zarraf as powers beyond the realm of mortals threaten the dynamic equilibrium of their existence. In the end, the world was prophesied to be destroyed by one cause or another. Nothing could prevent looming destruction… Or so it was supposed to happen..
Ethel_Imaginations · 94.4K Views
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