Chrome Shelled

“In a future where imagination births reality, and gods bleed for love, two destinies collide across time and stars.” Vedika Narayan, a tech prodigy scarred by the past, and Shivangi Goenka, an ambitious writer, are poised to launch the first-ever VSSR (Virtual Simulation Scenario Reality) game—bringing Shivangi's novel The God Chosen and Four Princes to life. But on the eve of their triumph aboard the cruise port Sumeru port, a violent explosion tears through their quarters. Trapped, fading, and surrounded by chaos, Vedika faces her greatest fear once more—loss. I haven't had the power to change death for two decades. Not today... Not that day... I have to accept defeat. Goodbye to everyone... Far across the cosmos, a slumbering spark stirs. A fading spark of divine consciousness wanders, its only aim—to find her. Kaalvesh, once the almighty God of Gods, relinquished his power and immortality to follow the one soul he could never forget: Ojasvi, his beloved wife, lost to a shadowy cult. Though he can bend time, but he cannot undo the past. Stripped off Godhood, Kaalvesh begins his journey, crossing galaxies and realms, chasing fragments of vivid memories of past and echo of her soul. Even in your 107th incarnation, you came to me. This time, even if you no longer remembers me, I'll find you. Because without you, not even ruling the universe matters. This is an eternal love, sacrifice, and a soul's unbreakable promise... Wait for me, Ojasvi. Your Kaalvesh will be reborn for you. Guided by his divine consciousness, in the city of Shrinagar, under celestial skies and ancient prophecies, Kaalvesh is reborn—an immortal soul in a mortal shell. But this incarnation has one purpose: to find her again, no matter the cost. #reincarnation #eternallove #grief #acceptance #reality #illusion #cosmicdestiny #sacrifice

Nathan Beck was never meant to be a hero. Life chewed him up, spat him out, and left him hollow. He was a ghost trapped in the shell of a man, numbed by grief and disillusionment. But death offered him something else... A new viewpoint. Now reborn as Hidesuke Shinohara, a low-ranked "hero" in the ultraviolent megaverse of Arc Zenith, he's granted an ominous, forbidden power: The Final Verdict System. This system doesn't reward kindness. It doesn't care for basic EXP gains. It hunts deception. It judges heroes: the ones who believe they're above the law. In a world where saviors wear pretentious masks and villains are scapegoats, Hidesuke becomes the razor's edge between false light and true shadow. As he climbs the twisted ranks, his blade becomes justice. And justice has no mercy. To cleanse this world, all the scum heroes must die.

*Who would have thought a precious, legitimate princess was forced to secretly marry a predator in the middle of the night when the silver moon shone brightly in the middle of the starry sky? Warning: Epic fantasy ROMANCE+++ If you want to know how the animosity between vampires and werewolves had truly started, this is mandatory to read this story. The FMC is a beast tamer. The MMC is the Lord of Shadow. __ The night the prince arrived to claim her, Reneira braced herself for the inevitable circumstances. However, nothing could have prepared her for the truth that this wasn’t just a marriage. She was just a pawn to win yet another war, a cord to fasten an alliance. Her new husband was a sweet torment, an immortal, god-like bully disguised in an impossibly beautiful human form with no rival. His every gaze felt like a punishment, and his sinful aura tempted her in ways she never expected. This god of lust refused to touch her or accept her as his true wife. Believing that her dignity was lost forever, she resigned herself to her fate, hoping to make a home in the hell she’d been thrown into. But fate, as it often did play, had other plans. ~*~ “Don’t even think about seducing me by licking your lips like that, doe-eye!” He breathed in her ear as he joined her in bed, shirtless, his muscular abdomen rippling with each movement. “I… I’m not doing it on purpose!” she stammered, her breath catching in her chest when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her body against him. His mouth hovered near her temple, his lips grazing her ear shell. “I’m going to make you forget what happened today. My body is yours as compensation, wife.” ~*~ Volume one: House of Poison and Bone. Completed. Volume Two: House of Fire and Wings. Completed. Volume three: House of Beasts and Ruins. Ongoing. Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Epic, The Devil's Son, The Prince of Hell, the lord of Shadow,

A useless prince, yet brimming with kindness and compassion—his smile as warm as sunlight, illuminating this darkened era. But that was merely a mask, hiding the poisonous and mad nature beneath. A monster lurking behind a gentle shell. A system that feeds on stolen Heroines. He will outplay destiny—and rise as the world’s ultimate villain.

[BL] [Alpha x Alpha] After the First Apocalyptic War finally ended, Mattias Kohler thought he could return to America and live out his days as an unmated alpha in peace. Being a child soldier left him with more scars and baggage than he cared to admit, but for a while, living in this superheroes’ version of a ‘new world’ wasn't so bad. He'd even managed to stave off the deadly consequences of the war for a solid twenty years. Despite everything, the shell shocked veteran made peace with the last of his ghosts. Or so he thought, were it not for one rude-ass awakening. When his biggest failure and the rightful king of his ghosts shows back up out of the blue—very much alive and kicking—Matt finds himself kidnapped and dragged back into a cold war against his will. What's worse, this particular ghost has deep ties to Mattias’ past, and the fact that he's still alive is an absolute stain on Matt's ledger. His initial goal is just to get the hell out of this mess and kill as many Russians as he can in the process, but as time goes by, he realizes something isn't right with the King of Ghosts. The other alpha’s past betrayal may not be everything it seems, and the more Matt learns about this dark world his old-friend-turned-traitor steeped himself in for all these years, the less he understands. Not to mention the fact that he'd been forced to get off his scent blockers and rut suppressants all at once; fuck if he knows why that filthy traitor smells so damn good, but he does. It's wrong. They're both alphas. Matt is also painfully aware that alpha on alpha relations are illegal in most countries. But he's hard, pissed off and has no idea whether he's in for a fight or a fuck. Either way, they dragged him back into this, and now he's going to finish it. [TW: Dark themes, potential dub-con, violence, death of NPCs, dystopian themes, kidnapping, toxic relationships, abuse, non-encouraged mentions of substance abuse, hurt & comfort.] NOTICE: The acts described in this novel are in no way, shape, nor form, the personal beliefs of the author. I do not condone, endorse, nor encourage those behaviours on any level. These are works of fiction that do not reflect my real life values, beliefs, and actions. My characters actions are not reality and should not be copied in any way. I wholeheartedly condemn real-world violence, abuse, substance abuse and emphatically encourage people to do the same. This book will strive to separate fact from fiction and will keep away from glorifying, encouraging, or promoting illegal activities. If you have any questions or need to request an edit, please feel free to contact me.

After millennia of silent observation, the Omni-Creator, Ravi Sharma, had seen enough. His magnificent creation, humanity, had festered into a cesspool of arrogance, cruelty, and unbridled sin. Disgusted, enraged, He chose a path unheard of: to descend. Not as a radiant god, but into the frail shell of a mortal weakling, born into the deepest, darkest slum of a world drowning in its own filth. He would walk among them, feel their depravity, taste their despair. And then? Judgment. Brutal, absolute, and personal. Each sinner, from the petty thug to the sanctimonious king, would face His divine wrath. The very foundations of the world will tremble with every step He takes, every decree He utters. As His true, terrifying power bleeds through His mortal guise, the strong will kneel, the corrupt will shatter, and women of immense power and beauty will be inexplicably drawn to His overwhelming aura, forming a harem bound by awe, fear, and intoxicating desire. This is not a story of a hero. This is the chronicle of a Creator's reclamation, a dark saga of divine retribution. This is The Slum God's Decree. Will you bear witness, or be judged?

He was built to survive the end of the world. But no one taught him how to live afterward. Ten years ago, Leo Vance erased a city—and then vanished into silence. Now, he lives alone in a high-security containment shell, watched like a warhead that still might detonate. Officially, he's a living weapon. Unofficially, he’s a man unraveling at the seams. His powers are unstable. His memories are fractured. His emotions are… dangerous. But someone wants to fix that. Dr. Aris Thorne doesn’t see a weapon. She sees a person buried beneath layers of grief, guilt, and government programming. Through fragile therapy sessions and impossible questions, she dares Leo to look inward—at the trauma he’s sealed away. When a leaked video exposes him to the world again, Leo is forced to navigate a collapsing boundary between who he was made to be… and who he might become. Can you heal while being watched? Can you feel when you were never meant to? Can you trust someone enough to let them into the very core of your wound? Because if Leo loses control again—emotionally or otherwise—the next explosion won’t be contained to a crater. Themes: Emotional Healing Power vs. Humanity Therapy and Trust Identity Crisis Guilt and Redemption Man vs. Control System Loneliness in a Monitored World Weaponization of Trauma Silence, Rage, and the Breaking Point

They hunted my kind for extinction but I came back as their nightmares non human mc Darian once the strongest Dragon Knight in the Empire, died protecting the last dragon from extinction. Betrayed by his comrades and burned alive by holy fire, he vowed vengeance with his last breath. But the gods answered—with a curse and a gift. Darian reincarnates hundreds of years later... as the last dragon egg hidden in a cave deep beneath the earth. Now, inside a fragile shell, he remembers everything. The betrayal. The genocide. The lies told by the human kingdoms. And as his body slowly grows, so does the power of ancient draconic magic—and the System embedded into his very soul. > [Draconic Evolution System Activated] Choose Your Element Unlock Ancient Memories Devour Magic Sources to Accelerate Growth Hatch When Power is Ready He must hide from dragon hunters, manipulate desperate adventurers, and absorb mana from the dying world to hatch once more—stronger, darker, and more terrifying than ever. And when he emerges? > The world that burned him will feel true fire.

I'm also uploading this on royalroad under the profile https://www.royalroad.com/profile/751665 You know Truck-kun. The chrome-gleaming, destiny-delivering cosmic entity responsible for everyone else's glorious second chances in a fantasy world. Well, I am Truck-kun. Or, rather, I was. Turns out, being the universe's busiest reincarnation service comes with a mountain of cosmic paperwork, an aggressively cheerful HR department, and absolutely zero paid vacation. One catastrophic "System Overload" and an "Unplanned Recall" later, I, the professional harbinger of plot, found myself unexpectedly isekai'd. Not as an overpowered hero, mind you, but as "Leo": a squishy, bipedal human with a horrifyingly intact consciousness, a pulse (ugh), and a brand-new body that hurts when I think about it. My new "life" comes with a glaring, glitchy HUD. Apparently, I'm now a "MAJOR VILLAIN" with a primary directive to "CAUSE PROBLEMS ON PURPOSE." Problem is, my powers—which basically turn me into a walking, accidental demolition derby—have a nasty habit of doing the exact opposite of villainy. I try to make a dramatic entrance, I accidentally save a bus full of orphans. I attempt grand larceny, I accidentally organize a charity bake sale. My "Villainy Points" are currently a dismal negative, while my "Hero Affection" keeps alarmingly skyrocketing. To make matters worse, the universe’s most annoyingly enthusiastic rookie hero, Solar Seeker (Warning: Excessive Hair Gel Usage), keeps showing up, convinced I'm some kind of misunderstood anti-hero. And don't even get me started on the system that keeps demanding I "commit an atrocity to continue" while simultaneously offering "Tax Evasion" as a villainous act. Meanwhile, the original Truck-kun (me, from another cosmic timeline) is still out there, rampaging across dimensions, causing the very reality I'm stuck in to glitch. So now, I, a former god of vehicular homicide, am stuck trying to be a villain, constantly failing upwards into accidental heroism, all while avoiding HR, actual villains, and the existential dread of having feet. Join Leo – the reluctant, burnt-out villain who just wants to clock out – as he navigates a world that refuses to let him be evil, proving that sometimes, the most spectacular failures lead to the most annoying amount of XP. Get ready for: System errors, accidental good deeds, heroes with bad knees, and a lot of grumpy monologuing.

"Isn't this the weak young master of the Valhalla family?" "Hahaha! I heard he only knows how to waste money... Completely useless." Another voice, dripping with false pity, chimed in. "Both his sister and brother are Tamers, strong ones at that. While him... the eldest... pathetic!!" The final word, spat out like a curse, hung in the air: "Useless!" In this world, where the bond with powerful Beasts dictated one's standing, where strength was synonymous with the ferocity and strength of your companion. Christopher Valhalla was an anomaly. He found solace not in the thrill of battle or the acquisition of monstrous power, but in the simple, fleeting joys of life. He enjoyed partying, clubs, and women. He offered no retort to the cruel rumors that trailed him like a shadow. Because, truth be told, a knot of fear tightened in his stomach at the mere sight of the majestic, often terrifying, creatures that others commanded. But every life, regardless of its perceived worth, eventually finds its end. For Christopher, it came not in the jaws of a wild Beast, nor in a duel he was ill-equipped for, but in the insidious grip of a rare and incurable sickness. Some days later his flame flickered and he died, leaving behind a void filled with the echoes of scorn. Yet, where one life ended, another began. In the silent stillness of Christopher's vacant shell, a new consciousness stirred. A soul, bearing the weight of unmatched power and a reputation that sent shivers down the spines of even the most formidable Tamers, had arrived. This was the Supreme Tamer, a legend whispered in hushed tones across the world, a force of nature who had inexplicably perished at the hands of betrayal. Given this unexpected second chance, the Supreme Tamer, now inhabiting the frail form of Christopher Valhalla, felt a strange sense of acceptance. He looked upon the unfamiliar yet familiar faces of his new family – the concerned worry etched on their features – and a flicker of something akin to kinship sparked within him. A silent vow formed in his mind, hardening into an unbreakable resolve. The rumors that clung to this body like a shroud would be torn away. And the five Master Tamers who had orchestrated his demise in his previous life… They would learn the true meaning of fear. Their betrayal would be answered, not with petty revenge, but with the full, terrifying might of the Supreme Tamer, reborn. The world was about to discover that "useless" could be the most dangerous disguise of all. _______ Author's word, This Books will remain free till it clock 100 Chapters! All I need from my loyal readers are: Interaction! Reviews! Comments!! Power stones!!!! And if you can... GIFTs!! 50 power stones, 50 Golden Tickets, Or 100 coins gift above: 3 Chapters. 100 Power Stones, 100 golden Tickets, Or 500 gifts above: 4 Chapters 200 Power stones, 200 golden Tickets, Or 1,000 gifts above: 5 Chapters. PS: Bonus Chapters will be release on Sunday, [WAT Time.] Release date: 10:00Pm. ___________ Check my other books! Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With The Cheating System. And Reborn With The All Seeing Eyes.

Meet Chloe, a cynical, perpetually single baker whose only true loves are sourdough starters and the quiet solitude of her cat, Muffin. Her life takes an unexpected, hilarious turn when a well-meaning (and slightly meddling) elderly customer, Mrs. Henderson, mistakes Chloe's accidental delivery of a love poem to the wrong address as a sign of her hidden talent for matchmaking. Before Chloe can protest, she's roped into becoming the unofficial "Cupid of Maple Street," tasked with orchestrating the romantic lives of her quirky small-town neighbors. Armed with a disastrous understanding of romance novels and an even worse track record with her own dating life, Chloe bumbles through a series of increasingly absurd setups. There's the shy librarian who needs to be coaxed out of her shell with interpretive dance, the grumpy hardware store owner who secretly writes sonnets, and the perpetually confused tourist who thinks "blind date" means wearing a literal blindfold. Just when Chloe thinks she's mastered the art of not getting involved, a charming, infuriatingly handsome new resident, Liam, moves in next door. He's a travel writer who finds Chloe's matchmaking antics endlessly amusing and seems determined to prove that even the most love-averse baker can't escape destiny. As Chloe tries to set everyone else up, she finds herself accidentally falling for the one person she swore she'd never get involved with – a man who sees through her cynical facade and finds her chaotic attempts at love endearing. "The Accidental Matchmaker's Guide to Not Falling in Love" is a heartwarming and laugh-out-loud tale about finding love when you least expect it, proving that sometimes, the best way to find your own happy ending is to trip headfirst into someone else's.

“All I wanted was a good deal on a used power bank. Instead, I fell into another world wearing pambahay and a hoodie that still smells like Tondo.” Sixto “Pepito” Espiritu wasn’t planning to become the next Isekai poster boy. He just wanted to survive Manila, help his Lola, and maybe start a small online business. But one unexpected delivery later, he finds himself in Sarimanook, a coastal town filled with talking bracelets, mysterious shell-sellers, and fairies who can summon lightning with sass. Armed only with his wits, solar chargers, and an uncanny ability to make friends in weird places, Pepito sets out to build a life in this new world. But in a land where myth and magic are currency, and dragons cry for their missing children, his ordinary kindness might just change everything.

In a world born from the ashes of countless others, the cycle of creation and destruction repeats endlessly—each world discarded by a creator obsessed with perfection. Asrial, a boy of mysterious origins, survives the annihilation of his village by the feared Church of the Broken God. Left hollow, a mere shell, he unknowingly embarks on the ancient Trials of the Elemental Dragons—awakening powers long thought impossible. But Asrial's soul is not his own. Within him sleeps the fragmented essence of the world's original creator, and with each step forward, his fragile existence begins to unravel. Haunted by the past and driven by vengeance, Asrial is thrust into a world where hidden factions, corrupt kingdoms, and deadly bishops pull the strings from the shadows. Among them stands the Crimson Witch—the one who burned his home and stole his sister. Yet behind the war of mortals and monsters lies a forgotten truth: the so-called Broken God, Caelon, was never the villain—but a hero, rejected by his own world, now seeking to reclaim what was stolen. Asrial must confront the twisted oaths, forgotten histories, and his own crumbling soul to stand between two collapsing worlds. But can he save his world without becoming the very tyrant he seeks to destroy?

Seraph Stell Le Fay was known as the Holy Vessel, the human shell for the descent of a god. Robbed of his freedom, the boy sold his soul to the Demon God, and accepted a thousand years of mindlessly wandering as a beast in exchange for his rebirth as a free man. However, the pact failed when all gods, including the Demon God who held his soul, died in a cruel war. Instead of a thousand years, Seraph was reborn ten thousand years later, as the only remaining demon in the world. Thus, he was chosen as the Heir of the Demon God by the Akashic Records, becoming a god himself. Seraph had outlived his ambition, and was now alone. The world he knew no longer existed; it was now chaotic and cruel, with no place for someone with no experience like him. How is he supposed to survive, how will he find a new ambition? -----------A/N------------- This is my first novel, so please be aware that I may commit errors in it. I expect your support! No fixed upload schedule. I may upload five chapters a day, or none at all! No harem. I think. English is not my first language.

The Chronicles of the Returned: The Book of Telamon A mythic warrior reborn in the shadow of modern war. A city drowning in ancient prophecy. A shield that remembers. Set between the dreamlike decay of Venice and the blood-soaked ruins of the Balkans, The Chronicles of the Returned – The Book of Telamon is a haunting, visionary epic that merges Greek tragedy, military trauma, and ritual horror. Its protagonist — known only as “The Balkan's wolf” — is no ordinary veteran. He is Ajax reborn: once the son of Telamon, now a shell-shocked ex-UN soldier plagued by visions spoken in Mycenaean Greek and dreams of a blood-soaked fig tree. Haunted by the loss of his wife and child, Ajax seeks answers in the underworlds of Europe’s forgotten cities — where human traffickers like the mysterious and elusive Nessuno (Odysseus) reign. Nessuno has become the modern embodiment of the oligarch : a global oligarch who trades in organs, flesh, and lost souls aboard his AI-powered black yacht, Argo. In the ruins of Marghera, whispers rise of a “pure delivery” — a child untouched, immaculate organs to be harvested an dsold to the undernet. A sacrifice. Meanwhile, in the war-ravaged past, Tychios — a former Red Brigades engineer turned Balkan arms dealer — rebuilds the shield of Ajax from a battlefield anti-riot shell. A hybrid artifact of myth and modern warfare, engraved with a winged goddess who neither forgives nor forgets. Every throw of the dice, every fig in the market, every ghost in the therapy circle — leads Ajax closer to the reckoning that has followed him through centuries. In a narrative that evokes the psychological tension of True Detective, the noir textures of The Third Man, and the existential tragedy of the Iliad, this book asks: What happens when the myths we buried return to collect their debt?

Title: Extra Save Point Genre: Fantasy | Action | Academy | System | Comedy-Drama | Anti-Hero Synopsis: After spending five grueling years mastering a brutal magic-fantasy RPG, a sarcastic and survival-obsessed gamer wakes up to find himself inside the very game world—as a nameless extra. Not a hero. Not a villain. Just... an unlucky background character. Worse, the world is on the brink of destruction—twelve Demon Kings, seventy-two Commanders, and a plot that spans kingdoms, world trees, desert ruins, and sky-piercing towers. While the five chosen protagonists begin their destined journeys to save the world, he has only one goal: Survive. At any cost. Armed with deep meta knowledge, an unshakable love for his sister back in the real world, and an enchanted shovel (don’t ask), he begins hunting down every hidden piece, broken relic, and overlooked questline the heroes were too noble to exploit. He doesn’t care about being a hero. He doesn’t care about the world. Until he finds people—rivals, allies, and maybe more—who slowly begin to crack his cynical shell. But make no mistake. If saving the world gets in the way of saving his sister? The world is going to burn.

No golden finger. No cheat. Just one man, an unfamiliar world, and the will to rise. Xiao Xuan was just a writer on Earth — until the heavens pulled him into a cultivation world. No systems. No ancient bloodline. No sect backing. Only rejection, humiliation, and the crushing truth: in this world, power is everything. But deep within him lies something the world has yet to discover — a secret even he doesn’t know. A body that won’t decay. A soul that won’t fade. An immortality that defies the heavens. When the world casts him aside, Xiao Xuan doesn’t chase revenge. He makes a vow: “If I have no backing, I’ll build one. If I have no family, I’ll create one — a family that no one dares to humiliate.” Armed with a mortal shell and forbidden techniques, he begins his climb — Not for vengeance. Not for glory. But for legacy.

Amid sweet words and gentle reassurances, Enseria is hailed as a land of brilliance—a sacred realm, admired for its beauty and progress, as if it had stepped out from the reels of a perfect film. From birth to adolescence, every child is shaped beneath the same mold. The adults preach that if all seeds are sown in the same field, and nurtured in the same way, they will grow into strong stalks—ready to be harvested as refined and worthy grain. But those who refuse to conform… begin to harden in silence. Beneath the polished shell of genius and order, at the very base of that perfect pyramid, lie secrets—filthy, repugnant, and buried deep. When these vile truths are unearthed, lead will whisper through the air, laced with the scent of gunpowder, of blood, and tears long stained beneath layers of lies. And now, those seeds of difference, scattered and suppressed, await the one who dares to transform the field into a land—a place where every seed has the right to grow in its own way. *If you read this book and are confused, you are not alone, me too. °^°* (Sorry if some of the grammar is wrong or looks strange. my english is pretty bad ^Ó⁠╭⁠╮⁠Ò^) **Note: I haven't posted much ch for weeks. My health has been really bad lately.**

In the blood-soaked shadow of Partition, two nations went to war—and never stopped fighting.** PART I: KASHMIR’S BLOODY DAWN (1947–1948) As the British Empire collapses, India and Pakistan are born in a frenzy of communal slaughter. Trains packed with massacred refugees crisscross Punjab, while in Lahore, **Jawaharlal Nehru** and **Muhammad Ali Jinnah** duel over Kashmir’s fate. When tribal raiders storm Srinagar, the Hindu Maharaja signs away his kingdom to India in exchange for salvation. But Pakistan strikes back—capturing Skardu Fort in a brutal siege and igniting the first war over the Himalayas. Amidst the chaos, a young Sikh farmer, **Kartar Singh**, loses his family to a Muslim mob and joins the Indian Army, vowing revenge. As the UN draws ceasefire lines, Kashmir lies divided, and the seeds of eternal hatred are sown. PART II: CLASH OF TITANS (1965) Eighteen years later, Pakistan launches *Operation Gibraltar*, infiltrating Kashmir to spark rebellion. When India retaliates, full-scale war erupts. In the skies, PAF legend **MM Alam** destroys five Indian jets in 30 seconds—an unmatched feat—while **Squadron Leader Sarfaraz Rafiqui** leads a suicidal raid on Halwara airbase. With guns jammed, Rafiqui stays airborne as a decoy so wingmen **Cecil Chaudhry** and **Younus Hussain** can escape, sacrificing himself to Indian flak. On the ground, **Major Raja Aziz Bhatti** defends Lahore’s BRB Canal for 120 hours without sleep, falling to a sniper’s bullet. As tanks burn at Chawinda and navies clash off Dwarka, both nations claim victory—but the Tashkent Agreement leaves Kashmir still bleeding. PART III: BIRTH OF BANGLADESH (1971) East Pakistan explodes in revolt. After Pakistan’s *Operation Searchlight* massacres Bengalis in Dhaka, India trains the *Mukti Bahini* guerrillas. At sea, Pakistan’s submarine *PNS Ghazi* mysteriously sinks on its own mines while hunting the INS Vikrant, and *PNS Hangor* avenges it by torpedoing the Indian frigate *INS Khukri*. In the skies, trainee pilot **Rashid Minhas** thwarts a hijack by Bengali defector Matiur Rahman, crashing his T-33 rather than let it reach India—earning Pakistan’s only air force Nishan-e-Haider. On the western front, 120 Indian soldiers hold off 3,000 Pakistanis at Longewala using jeep-mounted guns. When Dhaka falls, 93,000 Pakistani POWs surrender—humiliating a nation and birthing Bangladesh. PART IV: FROZEN CONFLICTS (1984–1999) In the icy hell of Siachen Glacier, India seizes the world’s highest battlefield by stealth. Soldiers freeze solid in their bunkers as Pakistan fuels insurgency in Kashmir. After Indira Gandhi is assassinated by her Sikh bodyguards and her son Rajiv falls to a Tamil bomb, nuclear tests in 1998 push the rivals to the brink. Then, in 1999, Pakistan infiltrates troops disguised as militants into Kargil’s peaks. **Captain Karnal Sher Khan**, the “Tiger of Tiger Hill,” decimates Indian assaults until an artillery shell tears him apart. **Lalak Jan**, a Pakistani soldier, fights alone for 24 hours with a machine gun, killing 12 Gurkhas before succumbing. When India storms Tiger Hill at point-blank range and the U.S. forces Pakistan’s retreat, soldiers are abandoned on the mountains—their bodies rotting in no-man’s-land. As General Musharraf seizes power in Islamabad, the war ends unresolved, leaving behind frozen graves and a question: *Will the next war go nuclear?*

Reborn as an Evolving Space Monster. The Paru is a peculiar Species that can be found billions of light-years away from Earth, on a small planet covered by strange minerals and crystals. The Parus are peaceful, as they can eat anything. From earth, to minerals, all suits their tastes. Why would such a peaceful Species develop the ability to Evolve by Devouring? The Parus Devour the minerals and crystals, which allow their shells to grow tougher and tougher every day. What happens when a person is Reborn as a Paru? What happens when a Paru isn't seeking a peaceful life, but one filled with adventure, adrenaline-pumping fights, and otherworldly beauties? The peaceful Species turns into a Calamity feared by this universe, and the next. https://discord.gg/uy6KdtBTn2

After his village was reduced to ashes and his parents slaughtered by the demon Bouros, Jin became a hollow shell. In a final act of desperation, he sealed the beast—but at a devastating cost: his humanity. Every shred of joy, rage, and pain was torn from him, leaving only a faint echo of the man he once was.Now, Jin wanders a world that dreads and shuns him, wielding the very shadows that devoured his soul. Emotionless, relentless, he is a specter of vengeance, neither living nor dead. As ancient enemies rise from the abyss and fragile alliances teeter on betrayal, Jin treads a razor’s edge between redemption and annihilation—haunted by the question: does he command the darkness, or has it already claimed him?

Leah's greatest wish was to give her unborn child all the love she never had. She wanted a happy family full of love and happiness more than anything. Fueled by that desire, she left he her career and everything she built behind to follow this dream with Aiden, her knight in shining armor. Everything came crashing down after their marriage, and she realized she had fallen into a deep well with no one to turn to. Everything she had and wanted was cruelly snatched away from her. She realized too late, after she was trapped and had nowhere to run that Aiden never truly loved her. He just wanted to break her will and spirit, to take revenge on her and leave her nothing but a hollow shell. In her determination to save what was left of herself, she fled from him. But she was a powerless ant, and he was the giant ready to stomp at her mercilessly. He never stopped looking and chasing her into a corner, but she never gave up. Their struggle led to her untimely death. It is unknown whether it is an act of sympathy or as a means for entertainment for some bored deity, Leah woke up in the body of a normal girl who she had absolutely no relation to. Grateful for the opportunity, she is determined to be happy this time. Can she totally detach herself from the people she knew before? Or will her past find a way to crawl back to her?

At 15, Takeshi Morin was the future of alpine skiing. 16 Now, he’s just a ghost, a shell of his former self, can he make a swift return to the competitive scene. Born in the heart of the French Alps to a Japanese mother and French father, Takeshi Laurent Morin was raised on snow and speed. A prodigy in alpine skiing—slalom, giant slalom, downhill—he was ranked number one in the world for his age. His destiny was carved into the mountain itself. But when his mother, a world champion skier, dies in a tragic training accident, everything unravels. Days later, his father takes his own life, leaving Takeshi behind in a silence too heavy to bear. Stricken with grief and guilt, he withdraws from competition. What once felt like freedom on skis becomes suffocating. He drops from the national circuit, isolates himself in the mountains, and devotes himself to caring for his grandmother, the last remaining piece of his fractured family. But even that slips away when a heated outburst leads to her sudden death—another loss he believes he caused. Takeshi quits skiing for good. Though he remains one of the most gifted alpine racers on the planet, the sport has become a graveyard of memories he can’t outrun. When he’s sent to live in Japan with his aunt—a stern but kind headmistress of an elite international school for winter athletes—Takeshi is thrown into a new world of rigid schedules, elite training, and old rivals. The school operates across five countries, with each branch competing every year. Takeshi is to enrol in the Japanese branch, with its winter campus nestled in the mountains of Nagano. It's built to shape champions in alpine and freestyle skiing, snowboarding, and more. It’s everything he once wanted—except now, he wants nothing to do with it. Forced into competition, Takeshi is haunted by the very mountains he must conquer. As the international interschool alpine circuit approaches, hosted by the French branch in the very region where he grew up and classmates from his past reappear on rival teams, he must confront the trauma, guilt, and pressure. They have buried his love of skiing. To heal, he’ll have to descend into the past—before he can climb back toward the future. Set against the icy precision and breakneck speed of elite alpine skiing, Ghost of the Slopes is a powerful coming-of-age story about loss, survival, and rediscovering who you are when everything you loved is gone.

Suatu Hari, ketika dunia gelap. muncul lah 2 pahlawan dengan kepribadian yang berbeda. disebut sebagai Defender dan Destroyer. Defender bertugas untuk melindungi dan menjaga dunia dari berbagai ancaman, artinya ia adalah pahlawan baik Destroyer sebaliknya. dia bertugas untuk menyerang dan menghancurkan dunia dari berbagai penjuru realita, dia ditugaskan oleh seseorang yang absolut. saat ini ,hanya satu orang yang bisa mengalahkan semua kegelapan di banding pahlawan cahaya, chrome. yaitu seika, dia hanyalah seorang bisa yang hidup sederhana di rumah , sendirian. orang tuanya mati karena suatu insiden. termasuk kakak dan adiknya. akibatnya, dia hanya sendirian di rumah. dan juga dia berusaha untuk menghilangkan ingatan tentang insiden itu. tapi insiden itu seolah tidak membiarkan seika melupakannya, malam tiba, saat seika selesai membeli makanan di sebuah market, setelah pulang. dia menemukan sesuatu, yaitu sebuah robot. yang telah dibuang entah dari mana. disitulah cerita dimulai dan perkembangan seika dimulai dari situ

Finn just graduated from highschool in the inner city of Nueva Sevilla. As he enters the college in his civil engineering course, he gets elected as Class Mayor. Knowing that he is an introvert and needs to come out of his shell, will he ever fulfill his role?

He died with three fingers missing and a ceramic blade in his heart. He woke up in the body of a brain-dead infant. David Han never expected to wake up again, much less in a world where witches are burned, magic is outlawed, and cybernetic empires rule with sterile cruelty. On Earth, his wife’s invention, a portal capable of instant dimensional travel, was seen as a threat. Governments responded with black ops, silence, and knives. His children were taken. He was tortured and killed. And he never found out whether his wife survived. But death wasn’t the end. An AI named TERA, bonded to the very technology they tried to erase, preserved his consciousness and launched it across dimensions, into the ruined shell of a newborn child. That child’s mother, Thalenne, was one of the last witches alive. She died protecting him. Now, David carries two forces inside him: the forbidden blood magic of a dying witch, and the unstable energy of the portal that shattered his world. Both are growing. Both are dangerous. As he grows in a world of noble conspiracies, magical purges, and hidden cults seeking control of the portal, David must survive long enough to understand what he’s become. He’s not here to save this world. He’s just trying to get back to the one he lost. --------------- What you can expect: Sci-fi, dark fantasy, horror, progression, and reincarnation elements. Story focus: Originally planned as a dual protagonist story (David and Vivian), but I've decided to center this narrative on David's journey. Vivian's story may get its own dedicated series if this one is well-received. Progression system: Stats and abilities will be introduced gradually. I believe in earning power through story development rather than rushing into game mechanics.

What if the only person who couldn’t remember magic... was the one who wrote it all? In a world where magic is not learned, but remembered from your past life, children undergo the Rite of Remembrance at age 12 to awaken the spells and power they once wielded. The more powerful your past life, the higher your place in the academy — and society. But Ash Veil remembers nothing. No visions. No echoes. No name fragments. He is declared Empty — a failed reincarnation, a disgrace, and is sent to Crownshade Academy only as a joke. The lowest-ranked student in a system that worships inherited memory. Except… Ash isn’t a failure. He’s something worse — or better. > He has no past life because he was never reborn. He is the Original. The forgotten creator of the Codex of All Magic. A soul so powerful the Twelve Archmages shattered and sealed it across time to stop him. Now, as magic collapses under its own repetition, and the “remembered” spells become corrupted, Ash begins creating spells no one has ever seen. Silent spells. Spells without words. Spells that erase other spells. And the world calls it forbidden. Hunted by the memory-bound elite and shadowed by broken ghosts of his past fragments, Ash must master the Empty Spell — a spell that could rewrite the laws of existence. But to do so, he must first survive an academy built to erase him.

The Kingdom of Steel is rotting from within. Gluttonous nobles tear it apart, and the throne is cracking beneath the king. Rebellions brew in the rear, while powerful neighbors wait patiently for the perfect moment to intervene. They told me this world couldn't be changed. They told me this country couldn't be saved. They told me I was a worthless heir — a disgrace to a noble House. They were wrong. Because they didn't know where I came from. Didn't know what knowledge I brought with me. I will claim what's mine. Climb to the top. And rewrite this world from scratch. Let's see how their tactical spells compare to artillery shells. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Author's Note Now that we're done with the dramatic part, let me explain — simply and directly, what this story is about. In short: Technology vs. Magic. A protagonist who knows how a musket works... and has metal magic? What could be more imbalanced? If you've been looking for something in the vein of "Release That Witch" — yes, this is it. Of course, not right from Chapter One. Industrial revolutions take time. But eventually, you'll get: Musketeer lines vs. battle mages; Grapeshot tearing through knights; Cannonballs smashing into demons; Bombs dropped from airships onto castles; and chemical weapons... Oh, wait, was that a war crime? Let's pretend you didn't hear that last part. Naturally, there'll also be noble intrigue, impossible missions, duels, and absolute domination. What won't you find here? Well… Boredom. At least, I'll do my best.

Today I made a decision to ride or die with the man I have loved for decades. The only Alpha who is worthy to be crowned as my head. “Evelyn, I can't wait!” I said to my best friend. My Joy knew no bounds until I heard the heart shattering words that piece through my bone marrow, my skin tore apart and I sucked myself in like a snail in its shell. “Sofia, I know you love me but the heart belongs where it belongs. I can no longer be with you Sofia because the heart belongs to the woman that is pregnant for me and she is also carrying my heir. I love her way more than the way I love you” It was a long sentence that shattered my heart not just on an ordinary day but on our wedding day. The man I have loved all my life kept a secret from me, he got his mistress pregnant and chose to open up to me on our wedding day, right in front of the guests, the people of the pack and all the elders of the council. What kind of rejection can be worse as that? I knew the moment the wolves looked at me and the next step was to stay away. I ran into the hands of the man that kicked up my ignition and taught my hands to war, but it was left for me to know if it was something to embrace or retard. Lycan Adam claimed that I was his and he wouldn't share me with anyone and he proposed that he had found something he lost a long time ago even if he doesn't know exactly. Will Lucas be worth my stand when the time comes? I'll I still love him even after the rejection or be with the man who taught me to be a great warrior? What will be my future if I later settle with the one the moon goddess hasn't mated me with me? What’s my secret?