Bench Bred

Arren is a bred slave of the Sounra Kingdom, furthermore, he is placed within the brutal training of its soldier role course. At first his exceptional combat ability was enough for him to triumph over many of his fellow slaves, yet upon entering the third stage he made a terrifying discovery; he does not possess the ability to wield magic. With such a crippling disability hindering him he is soon left behind and falls to the bottom of the ranks. Now with the end of the third stage approaching, Arren finds that his very life is in danger. Unable to accept such a fate he has resolved to fight on to the bitter end, even if it is futile in the face of such impossible odds. Meanwhile, within the Sounra Kingdom not all is as peaceful as it appears. Tensions are rising both within its borders and beyond, made worse by the arrival of a foreign prince which seeks to mediate between nations in hopes of ceasing the rising pressure. Unbeknownst to the prince however, he will soon find himself before a plot which aims to shake the Sounra Kingdom’s very foundation. Order of Fate is a fantasy epic which will slowly expand from its start within a small desert kingdom into a conflict of great existences. It will follow a multitude of stories, each seen through the eyes of multiple lead characters and taking place throughout a vast world. A world filled with monsters, political conflicts, great powers, and hidden evils. What to expect: [Weak to Strong] [Multiple Storylines] [Action & Adventure] [Magic Systems] [Male & Female Leads]

Alex isn’t your average high school student. While most kids his age are focused on grades, sports, or fitting in, Alex has a singular obsession: sleep. Not just any sleep—perfect, blissful, uninterrupted sleep in the most serene and quirky places he can find. Whether it’s under the bleachers, on a park bench, or in an abandoned bus, Alex transforms napping into an art form. But what starts as a simple quest for the ultimate nap spot soon takes an unexpected turn. When Alex accidentally creates a pillow—the Dozer V1 by SnoozeCloud—that delivers dream-like sleep to anyone who uses it, his life begins to change. Teachers, students, and neighbors who once chuckled at his sleepy demeanor now find themselves clamoring for his product. His bizarre napping habits transform into a full-blown business venture, where sleep becomes not just his passion but his path to success. Guided by nothing but his need for sleep and his uncanny knack for finding the perfect sleep ambiance, Alex’s journey unfolds with humor and innocence. His interactions, whether with his eccentric family, bewildered teachers, or the strict yet secretly impressed school principal, add layers of charm and laughter. As word of his magical pillows spreads, Alex stumbles into entrepreneurship, making deals with his school, creating nap zones, and even entering the business world—all without losing sight of his number one priority: nap time. His business empire, SnoozeCloud, grows not from ambition but from a simple, genuine desire to share his love of sleep with the world. "Can't Sleep. Why?" is a delightful blend of humor, innocence, and inspiration. It’s a story about staying true to oneself, proving that success doesn’t always come from chasing big dreams—sometimes, it finds you when you’re dreaming

For centuries, the River Arath has separated the nations of Caldris and Velmora, whose bitter rivalry has bred endless bloodshed. But a mysterious bridge appears at the first light of dawn, connecting the two lands before vanishing at midnight. The bridge is said to be cursed, blamed for misfortunes, and shrouded in legends that warn against crossing it. When Joren, a daring inventor from Caldris, ventures onto the bridge to prove its existence, he encounters Lyria, a Velmoran herbalist seeking answers for her own haunted past. Against the backdrop of their nations' hatred, they forge a forbidden connection, meeting secretly each night on the ethereal bridge. As their curiosity deepens about the bridge's origin they also develop a romantic connection. They uncover ancient texts that hint at a tragic love story and a magical pact that binds the bridge's existence to a deadly cycle. When tensions between their nations escalate, Joren and Lyria must decide if their love is worth defying centuries of enmity and confronting a force more powerful than any war. Together, they race to break the curse of the vanishing bridge before dawn separates them forever.

Humanity lives under an unseen rule—the Ascension Cycle. A hidden system selects individuals at random, forcing them to complete tasks and gain different abilities as a reward. Anyone who fails a mission assigned by the system will instantly die on the spot. Ronan Vale wasn’t chosen at random. Killed on a mission gone wrong, he wakes up with a system unlike any other: [Evolution Path: Kill to Survive] [Failure to Execute: Life Force Erosion Begins] Ronan has only one way to stay alive—which is to obey every mission assigned to him by the system. Unlike others, Ronan evolves after every task, each kill makes him stronger, sharper....but less human. As he fights to survive, he realizes his system is different. It evolves with him. It whispers to him. And it may not be just a tool—but a living thing. As war brews between Harbingers—those who embrace the system—and Eradicators, who seek to destroy it, Ronan is caught in the middle. But he has no time for their games. Because the real question isn’t how to survive. But what he’ll become in the process. A heartless monster bred only for destruction? he was about to find out.

Growing up in the slums before being potentially sold to the people who bred him to be a trained killer, the life of Jared was anything short of chaos and misery. And it's about to get worse when all of humanity is threatened by a powerful group of unknown beings called The Oracles. Slaved around again but this time it wasn't just him but all of humanity by The Oracles, sure they got powers but at what cost

In a brutal, Apocalyptic world ruled by gods and monsters, a young man awakens in the arms of a fearsome War Mother A tall Female warrior bred from the rage of the war god himself. Naked, disoriented, and barely alive with his organs hanging out, he quickly learns that her mercy is as terrifying as her wrath. Rescued and pieced together by her crude hands, he struggles to understand why she spared him, especially when War Mothers are known for their savagery and their penchant for grinding their enemies to dust.

Jace Hakeem Lyon Is an enigma despite being touted as a five-star high school recruit his character leaves much to be desired. His ego is backed by his relentless desire to prove himself by collecting ground levels for little room to care about others' thoughts. He may seem laid back or in control but that's far from it as a monster called anger that feeds off his loneliness, greed and pain to push him forward. Born and bred in east La Crenshaw strong isn't something he shouted for the sake of it, it's something he had to live up sparing no time to live up to others' expectations for what black excellence is supposed to be. On the field, he is known by many names: The Light-Skinned General, Crenshaw's Tiger, and many more. However, the only one he truly cares about is his moniker, Mr Bling, as he thrives on adding to his trophy cabinet. Like most people who grow up in the trenches that is Crenshaw, he spent his early years dodging gangs and drugs. Football was his escape from his chaotic life as he only ever truly felt complete when he had a ball in his hands dodging guys built like trucks trying to take him out. However, following a strategy that took his parents in the middle of his freshman year and let his older sister scarred both physically and mentally, Football became his only lifeline to save both him and his two sisters from the hood as life dealt them a bad hand.

A woman from Hull was never meant to wear a crown. And yet, today, they would place one on her head. Verona Falkenrath has spent her life among the wild forests and untamed lands of Hull, a province scorned by the noble courts of Praylor. To them, she and her people are nothing more than barbarians—useful for their resources but unworthy of standing among kings. When she is forced into an arranged marriage with Prince Lucian Velthorne, heir to the Praylor throne, Verona knows what is expected of her: be silent, be obedient, and be grateful. But Verona has never known how to kneel. Lucian never wanted a wife—especially not one from Hull. Cold, calculating, and bred for power, he sees their union as nothing more than a political necessity. She is a means to an end, a bridge to keep Hull under Praylor’s control. But from the moment Verona enters his court, she defies him at every turn—fierce, untamed, and impossible to ignore. Yet behind the whispers of their unlikely marriage, something far more dangerous is brewing. A neighboring country has begun sowing rebellion in Hull’s shadows, promising freedom from Praylor’s rule. When Verona uncovers the plot, she faces an impossible choice: stay loyal to her homeland, or betray those who would see it burn. But Lucian has his own doubts—when the rebellion reaches its peak, can he truly trust the woman he once swore was his enemy? Bound by duty, divided by war, and drawn together by something neither of them expected, Verona and Lucian must decide—is their marriage just another political game, or the beginning of a love that could reshape kingdoms?

'"Kill Her" she shouted 'Yes..!!!Well played!' Shui Yi's eyes widened and her skin turned pale, fright was written all over her face. She ran out slamming the door. Uncovering the truth to her eight years of suffering Shui Yi has gone insane. Reminded of her trauma she ran fast, her pace increased she ran and ran... to the near park until she was out of breath. Luckily the park is abandoned so there wasn't anyone else besides Shui Yi. "The cause of the traumatic experience is one's selfish desire... no...obsession !!" Shui Yi sat at a corner on a bench catching up her breath trembling. She was sweating all over. She wouldn't stop shivering. The truth of that incident; her family tried to kill her? Why?!! , back then eight years ago that incident changed her life, the truth is more harsh and fierce.

TW: This story contains discussions on eating disorders, graphic violence, strong language, assault and sexually explicit scenarios. Sebastian Aster is a handsome well sought after Prince, but he could never settle down, his demon wouldn't let him. That is until one day Lilith walked into his court. She was hired from the Lahnust clan, a clan that is a special guardian force bred and raised at a young age to rid the world of evil. Little does she know her presence awakens the primal urges deep within the prince.

Julie Thompson just moved into the suburban town to live with her aunt's family and hopes to not have or make any friends at all because she disliked people but maybe liking just one won't hurt. She falls for Uche, her cousin brother's best friend, without even knowing. Follow Julie through her first attempt at love. ... I watched him as he stood there, leaning on the bridge's railing and eating ice cream. The breeze wasn't disturbing his hair today because he had parked it all backwards, he looked cute, I smiled drawing in some breath, satisfied with how today was going. "What?" I heard him ask taking me off my thoughts. "Huh?" "You were smiling." "Oh. I was...." "Can I kiss you?" He asked looking at my lips. "Here?" I asked now, my heart beating hard against my chest, our first kiss could happen now. "Yeah?" He nodded, I could see his Adam's apple go up and down as he swallowed, I bit my lips, nervously. I smiled approvingly, almost getting up from the bench where I sat. "No sit." He said coming closer to sit next to me. The bench was quite small so we were so close to each other. He leaned in and I could smell him more the closer he got to my face. His lips were now inches away from mine and the moment they touched I closed my eyes, I didn't know why but I did. He didn't put his tongue in my mouth, it was as simple as it could get, just a warm kiss and I as glad he didn't. When he lips left mine, I opened my eyes licking my lips. He was smiling, I hadn't yet told him how much I loved his smile. "You lied." I told him. "About what?" He stopped smiling. "You said you were a bad kisser." He laughed now with his teeth showing, those beautiful set. Read more... #genka3na

WSA 2025 entry. The Shadowhurst clan… wealthy, handsome and enigmatic bachelors.... who's the best for Lisa? "I wonder if you would be so upset if it was my brother standing here in my place?" Irked, Lisa swung her knee upwards determined to let Bane feel it where it hurts the most for making such an unfair accusation.  Moving quickly as if he sensed her wicked intent he used his hand to block her knee before she could fully aim it.  A nasty pain shot through her leg and Lisa felt it throughout her body. With his right hand Bane held her leg so tightly that the more Lisa frantically struggled the longer he gripped firmly.  His nails dug so deep into her skin it felt like they were sharp enough to draw blood.  "Calm down," he repeated, "stop being so sensitive. I'm willing to marry you for your own benefit, not my own." Lisa, a country-bred innocent, is an intriguing novelty for her husband’s rivals who prefer the shadows over the sunshine. As her reckless nature forces Lisa into one dangerous encounter after another. The men in her proximity find themselves either fighting a need to protect her or a raging hunger to possess her. Since her temporary husband is not without competition, Lisa will just have to search her heart before it's too late and never trust a shadow after dark.

Huel lived in a world of cheesy romance novels and quiet reality. Deaf since childhood, he wore headphones not for music, but to avoid conversations he couldn’t hear. He carried a black umbrella everywhere—rain or shine—and spent every afternoon on the same park bench by the lake, watching people’s unspoken stories: a smile here, a tear there, hands clasped tight. One day, as Huel scribbled ideas for his latest story (*The Pirate’s Secret Pickle*), a loud, melodic laugh cut through his silence. He looked up. A snowy-white bird sat on a branch above him, chirping what sounded like… *giggles*. Before Huel could react, the bird hopped down—and transformed into a man. A *very* handsome man, with silver hair and a grin that sparkled. “Got you!” the man said, snatching Huel’s umbrella. His voice was clear, like bells. “I’ve been watching you ignore the world. Why?” Huel froze. He’d never heard a voice so vividly before. “H-How…?” The man tapped Huel’s headphones. “Magic. And I’m bored. You’re interesting.” He leaned closer, trapping Huel against the bench. “Let’s make a deal. I’ll give you the *best* romance plot of your life… if you let me be your boyfriend.” Huel’s face turned red. “Why?!” The man winked. “Because you’re the first human who noticed my laugh.” He tossed the umbrella into the air, and it turned into a flock of butterflies. “So? Deal?” ---

Whispers of the Summer Sky** Arjun never planned to spend his summer at a remote countryside resort, much less on a quiet hilltop bench. For him, it was supposed to be an escape from his family and the noise of life—just him, his sketchbook, and the stars. But everything changes when he meets Naina, a spirited and opinionated girl who claims the bench as her own. At first, their encounters are marked by playful arguments and awkward silences, but as the nights pass and the stars grow brighter, they begin to share pieces of themselves—dreams, fears, and the secrets they hide from the world. What starts as a chance meeting turns into something deeper, as the hilltop becomes their sanctuary and the summer sky witnesses the fragile bond forming between them. But summers don’t last forever. As the days slip by, Arjun and Naina must face the reality of their lives beyond the bench. Will their connection survive the world waiting for them, or will it fade like the whispers of the summer sky? A heartfelt story of fleeting moments, unexpected connections, and the beauty of finding someone who truly understands you.

The kingdom of Ezra is supernatural, far from the belief of the ordinary eyes, and mainly populated by werewolves, elves, and vampires but dominated by werewolves; the kingdom is ruled by a purebred werewolf family. But now the throne is being threatened because of the sudden deaths of half-bred wolves who made up the majority of the army that protects the royal family and defends the kingdom from any form of external attack. They are getting stuck in their wolf form and are not able to turn human, and to make matters worse, after a time of being stuck in this form, they start to rot from the inside. This caused a lot of conflict in the kingdom with the other two majority creatures plotting to overthrow the ruling werewolf clan and come to power until a prophecy was made. There is a remedy to the unprecedented malady; the only person who can reverse the curse and save the lives of these half-bred werewolves is “Olywn Fairey,” the forgotten daughter of the deceased sage of the highest order, a woman who was executed due to the forbidden love between her and the Elvin king. But it's not as easy as it sounds because Olywn did not grow up in Ezra, and the only clue they have is that she is using the human kingdom. Now, the three princes of the royal family have been sent to the human world, with the promise that whoever gains the heart of this tribred witch will be crowned king. Who would Olywn choose? How will they find her when she doesn't even know who she is? Will she be able to give her heart to the son of the man who murdered her birth parents? Also, will Olywn fair alright, being plucked out of the everyday life she is used to? Will she be able to accept the fact of who she is? I guess there's only one way to find out, dive with me into the world of Olywn Fairey and find out how she navigates these unusual circumstances.

"It was all my fault after all." Said Yi Zhi to himself, after having gone through hell and back, now an old man, sitting on a bench facing the sea. "If only I can go back, back to before it happened. I swear I will make things right." Just when he finally embraces the sweet death along with the sunset and closes his eyes, things take an odd turn as he wakes up once again. "Wasn't I supposed to be dead already? Is this a second chance? Does this mean... I can fix everything?" In this life, he'll take it easy, and correct everything that he regretted doing so in his past life, unaware of the butterfly effect that his actions will make. A tale of defying what has been placed by fate, in a heart-wrenching manner.

What if every awkward compliment, every desperate act of "niceness," and every cringe-worthy attempt to impress a girl could make you… stronger? For Kim Jeon Il, the world’s most delusional "nice guy," this nightmare (or dream?) just became reality. Kim Jeon Il’s life as a 17-year-old simp was painfully ordinary—until a glitchy app called [RISE OF THE SIMP] hijacked his phone. Suddenly, his "good guy" antics—complimenting dresses, doing homework for crushes, white-knighting strangers—earn him "Simp Coins" to boost his stats, unlock skills, and even alter his appearance. But when his school transforms overnight into a battleground of superhuman student council members, spell-slinging bullies, and martial arts prodigies, Jeon Il realizes two things: 1. The world isn’t the one he remembers. 2. Simping might just be his only shot at survival. Gone are the days of boring classrooms and mundane drama. Now, strength rules everything: Student Council Overlords: They bench-press cars, duel with enchanted katanas, and enforce their will with fists crackling with Qi. Magic in the Hallways: Witch covens hex rivals, illusionists prank entire classes, and the quiet girl in the back? She’s a telekinetic time bomb. From martial arts dojos masquerading as gyms to secret auctions for cursed artifacts, the hidden world is brutal, bizarre, and nothing like the anime Jeon Il binge-watched. Armed with a cracked phone, a jawline upgraded by 2 Simp Points, and zero dignity, Jeon Il will learn the hard way: in this world, simping isn’t a choice—it’s a survival skill "In a world where strength defines destiny, the ultimate power might just lie in embracing the cringe."

One moment, Lucas closed his eyes to sleep. The next, he opened them to find himself not in his bedroom, but in a courtroom. Even more startling, he was in a different body. Lucas was confused, but there was no time to dwell on it. Why? Because.... "Your Honour, please sentence him to death!" the prosecutor demanded, looking directly at Lucas, who was seated on the judge's bench. 'It seems I have become a judge.' Lucas realized. -------- [Note:- There will be no Harem, If you want ONLY Harem then this book is not for you, there will be romance. ] Also tell me how do you like it in review, This is my first time writing {Note:- Currently I'm editing all of my strating chapters because of my poor grammar mistakes, I already edited some of starting chapter but still if you found any grammar mistakes please let me know. Thank you.}

Sam Wells is a gifted volleyball player, but for two years, he has never been given the chance to prove himself. Every match, he sits on the bench, watching others play the game he loves. Yet, he brings his blind father, John Wells, to the stands and convinces him that he played—and played well. As the weight of his deception grows, Sam struggles between his love for the sport and the truth he hides. But when fate presents an unexpected opportunity, will he finally step onto the court and become the player he's always dreamed of being? A touching story of perseverance, sacrifice, and the silent battles we fight for our dreams.

A average regular guy Noir Daniel with no parents nor friends been living a tough life alone, he had enough of life one day and decide to just rest on the bench while on the way walking to work, he fell asleep on the bench and woke up seeing the cities emptied, no living beings around but just him until he got attacked by a monster, after he died he found himself back 2 hours before of what gonna happen soon

This novel spoke of four rogues of Alpha, all of them so powerful in their homeland, that each had a special ability that made them unique; all of them were betrayed by someone they loved, trusted, and depended upon. Xavier Knoll, the Alpha of the Middle Land, a man bred for war, was betrayed by his trusted beta, Jaiz, and he watched as his mate was killed. With his last breath, he cursed the middle land, saying, "None of them will know peace until he is incarcerated or returned as a wraith." The curse of Xavier Knoll started surfacing when the Pegasus, a giant creature, started terrorizing the Middle Land. Blood was shed, and people lost hope as the curse kept spreading. The second Alpha, Sebastian Stan, becomes the next Alpha after he kills Xavier Knoll, the former Alpha and king of the middle land. Sebastian was an Alpha with great strength and fame. He was feared across the middle land, and no one dared cross his path. He's a brutal man. At first, Sebastian Stan thought the curse of Xavier Knoll was gibberish coming out of a dying man—not until the curse started affecting his family, cousins, and daughters. When he finally decided to avert the curse, it might be too late because Dylan was already terrorizing the middle land. The Third Alpha, Dylan Knoll, a distant relative of Xavier Knoll, heard about the death of his cousin, and he sought nothing but revenge. Dylan Knoll is a man who loves squeezing from the universe whatever it can give. He loves taking rather than giving. He was a man who preferred fighting with blades over claws. Dylan Knoll conquered every territory he came across except for the middle land. And in every territory he conquers, he will ruin and kill every living and non-living thing so that no one will live to resurface the old way. There will be only one person they will be worshiping, and there will be only one way to worship him: his way. Dylan Knoll leaves the Middle Land untouched because it was ruled by his cousin. But when he heard about his death, he sought help from Caliste, an ancient witch, and King Cassius of Mordor to conquer the middle land and defeat Sebastian Stan. The last Alpha was Rey Reed Smith, a hellhound and someone who was possessed by an ancient spirit beast. Alpha Rey Reed Smith, a hellhound, died on earth, killed by a hunter, but opened his eyes in the middle land. It was some days before he discovered that he was possessed by an ancient spirit beast, which teleported his soul to the Middle Land. The ancient spirit beast, Lord Rey, is the god of all night-walking creatures in the Middle Land. When he discovered the curse of Xavier Knoll, the brute rule of Sebastian Stan, and the deadly plan of Dylan Knoll for the middle land, he possessed the hellhound, Rey Reed Smith, and decided to use his body to cleanse the middle land. With the help of two brothers, Garry the night racer, and Gaius the archer, Rey Reed Smith found himself going deeper into the affairs of the middle land. Nonetheless, there is more to saving the middle land than Rey Reed thought.

In the world beyond the fortified walls of Edenhold, men roam wild—violent, unchecked, and dangerous. But inside the walls, a new society has risen. Built by women, for women, Edenhold is a sanctuary, a utopia where peace reigns and control over the future is absolute. Men are bred only for their most docile traits, raised with careful hands, and kept under constant surveillance. They exist to serve a single purpose: to breed out the violence that has plagued humanity for generations. Thalia, one of Edenhold’s most devoted caretakers, has spent her life nurturing boys like Kai, a promising young man with a gentle father and a powerful mother who died in service to the fortress. But as Kai nears the age where he must prove himself fit to stay within Edenhold, his behavior becomes erratic, his anger barely contained. With his future—and the future of Edenhold’s breeding program—hanging in the balance, Thalia must confront the terrifying possibility that no matter how carefully they control it, violence may be impossible to eliminate. As the foundations of Edenhold begin to crack, Thalia’s faith in the system she once trusted starts to falter. What if the violence they fear isn’t something that can be bred out? And how far are they willing to go to maintain the peace they have fought so hard to build?

Yuhang was watching NBA at home when he suddenly traveled to the 2022-23 NBA court and became a bench player for the Miami Heat. Realizing that I was about to be cut by the Heat, I awakened my system and found out that using trash can actually increase my shooting, speed, and physical strength by 10%. Isn't this a bug?! Let's take a look at how Aerospace started the Heat dynasty with the brothers of the Heat.

"I’m not here to fit in, I’m here to stand out. When the lights are brightest and the pressure’s crushing, that’s when I shine." On the cracked courts of Pinehill, Jaden "Silk" Hunter was a king. His ankle-breaking crossovers, no-look passes, and thunderous dunks made him a streetball legend. But when a scholarship pulls him into the unforgiving world of Ironwood Academy, the country’s most prestigious basketball powerhouse, Jaden learns that talent isn’t enough. At Ironwood, the court is a battlefield, every teammate is a rival, and Coach Grayson Hale rules with an iron fist. The flashy, unpredictable style that made Jaden a legend on the streets is seen as reckless and immature here. His teammates doubt him, his coach benches him, and the media begins to whisper: Is "Silk" all show and no substance? But Jaden isn’t here to play by anyone else’s rules. With his pride on the line and the weight of his hometown’s expectations on his shoulders, he’s determined to prove that style and substance can coexist that you can rewrite the game and still come out on top. When rival prodigies, team betrayals, and mounting pressure push him to the edge, Jaden must rise beyond raw talent and show everyone that greatness isn’t just about playing the game, it’s about playing the Game Above Game. Will Jaden rise to the top, or will the weight of greatness bring him crashing down?

"The world is full of mystery. I've heard that all my life and it seems to be true. But if I go through something mysterious myself, will I be believed? Maybe I'll think I'm crazy, or everything that happens to me in my everyday life is just something I'm dreaming and soon I'll wake up. Questions without answers..." Everything changes after he returns from a pilgrimage to a miraculous statue of the Holy Virgin Mary, when he becomes the victim of a plane accident in which, with no hope left, he prays alongside the other passengers, gives his final blessing, and then... And then what? He wakes up on a bench. Where exactly? Right in the heart of the most important square in the world, in Rome, caput mundi, as the Latins used to say. What is he doing there? He remembered the airplane accident, but he also had other memories. How did he get here, what year is it? He was at the Vatican, but still... Is it the year 1492?!

Sai is an introspective young man with a penchant for quiet moments of reflection, spending his free time in parks and reading novels that evoke deep emotions. His life is routine, punctuated by occasional daydreams and wistful thoughts of a love that seems distant yet eerily familiar. One fateful day at the office, Sai is introduced to Kiara Mehra, a strikingly confident and charming new hire who claims they were married in a past life. Her assertion is not just a joke; it’s a deep conviction she holds, fueled by vivid dreams that feel more like memories. This revelation unsettles Sai but also stirs something within him—a vague, inexplicable sense of familiarity. Kiara is assigned as Sai's mentee, and the two develop a bond marked by mutual curiosity and a growing undercurrent of attraction. Kiara’s unfiltered warmth and Sai’s cautious demeanor complement each other, but her past-life claims remain a source of mystery and intrigue, fueling office gossip and Sai’s internal conflict. As Sai mentors Kiara, he is drawn to her sincerity and determination, but her insistence on their connection challenges his logical nature. Their relationship evolves from colleagues to friends, and their shared moments—matching watches, synchronized habits, and unspoken understanding—hint at an unexplainable connection that transcends time. Their bond deepens until one tragic day when an accident involving Sai and Kiara changes everything. Sai saves Kiara from being hit by a car, sustaining serious injuries in the process. Kiara is overcome with guilt and trauma, feeling responsible for his condition. However, the aftermath of the accident has an unexpected twist: Kiara wakes up unable to remember Sai or the accident. Her mind suppresses the memories as a defense mechanism, leaving Sai heartbroken yet determined to protect her peace. Sai makes the difficult decision to transfer to another branch, believing that distance will help Kiara heal without the burden of her suppressed memories. He carries his love for her silently, watching her from afar as she moves to London for further studies, unaware of their shared history. A year passes. Kiara’s life is seemingly normal, but her subconscious keeps pulling her back to Sai through dreams that become increasingly vivid and emotionally charged. On her birthday, Kiara is flooded with fragments of memories that feel too real to dismiss. Her parents, noticing her distress, reveal pieces of her forgotten past, leading her to rediscover the connection she once shared with Sai. Moved by the realization, Kiara returns to the park where she first felt the depth of their bond. To her surprise, Sai is there, sitting on the same bench, lost in thought. Their reunion is poignant, filled with unspoken emotions and quiet acknowledgment of the time they lost. Sai is hesitant, fearing he will disrupt the fragile balance Kiara has rebuilt, but Kiara is resolute. She apologizes for forgetting him and confesses her love, rekindling the bond they once shared. The story concludes with hope and renewal as Sai and Kiara decide to face their future together, embracing the love that survived lifetimes and transcended memory

Kosma Ars, a man who lost his memory, he really lost everything, he can't remember how to talk, or walk properly. One thing he always does, he sits on a long wooden bench, always staring at the collapsing sky. The sky looks torn from the sides of the clouds, the man wonders why he always sees the same collapsing sky, however, all that is needed, in order to make the man remember who he is. I sometimes want to write some impressive short stories like this, please read this story as you feel comfortable. (If you can, please read my other works)

Prologue: Zero Hour In the vast emptiness of space, where the stars burned like eternal watchmen, they came. The Zeros, an alien race born from the Void Nexus—a dimension beyond the comprehension of mortal minds. They were not conquerors in the traditional sense; they were perfection incarnate, beings that believed the weak had no right to exist. And to them, humanity was the epitome of weakness. The invasion was swift and merciless. Earth’s defenses, no matter how advanced, crumbled like sand before the storm. Cities turned to ash, oceans boiled, and the cries of the fallen echoed through the ruins. Humanity, for all its progress and ingenuity, was powerless. The Zeros’ leader, Alpha Prime, declared Earth’s fate with chilling finality: “Your existence is a stain upon the cosmos. You will be erased.” But before the Zeros could deliver their final blow, the skies cracked with an unnatural light. A rift opened, and from it emerged a being unlike anything seen before. It was neither Zero nor human, neither beast nor god. Its form was ever-shifting—blinding light one moment, a shadowy abyss the next. It spoke, its voice resonating through the minds of all who heard it. “I am the unknown my kind is called Arbiter,” it declared, its tone neither kind nor cruel, “and I will not allow this annihilation to proceed unchecked.” Alpha Prime, unshaken, confronted the Arbiter. “Who are you to interfere with the natural order?” The Arbiter known as unknown response was simple, yet its weight crushed the very air around them. “Balance must be preserved. You claim to be superior, but you must prove it. Let the strongest of your kind face the strongest of theirs. Twelve against twelve. Champions of Earth against the champions of the Void.” The Zeros hesitated, their pride unwilling to reject the challenge. Humanity, desperate and beaten, had no choice but to accept. The Arbiter’s rules were final: Each side would choose twelve warriors. The battles would take place in a realm crafted by the Arbiter itself, where no weapon or trick could interfere. The victors would decide the fate of Earth. Yet, there was one twist. To the twelve chosen humans, the Arbiter bestowed a gift: the ability to reach their full potential—powers drawn from the essence of their very souls. The weak would become mighty, and the mighty would ascend to legends. Across time and space, the Arbiter began its work. From the shadows of history, it summoned Leonidas, the king who defied an empire; Joan of Arc, the saint who burned for her cause; and ten others, each with their own tales of triumph and tragedy. They awoke in the Arbiter’s realm, dazed but burning with newfound strength. The Zeros, too, gathered their champions—the Zero Twelve, beings bred for destruction, each more fearsome than the last. As the Arbiter stood between the two sides, it raised a hand, and the battlefield shifted into an endless expanse of shifting light and shadow. The first match was about to begin. “Let the battle commence,” the Arbiter intoned, its voice echoing with ancient power. “Fight not only for victory but for the legacy of your kind.” The fate of Earth would not be decided by armies or weapons but by the will of its greatest souls. As the first combatants stepped forward, humanity’s hope burned brighter than it ever had, for in the face of extinction, even the smallest spark could ignite a revolution. The hour of reckoning had begun. Zero Hour. **************

Caspian inched closer until his lips were mere inches away from Davina's, reeling her in to close the nonexistent gap between their mouths. "Have you ever been kissed, Dimitri?" He asked. Before Davina could lose control after Caspian's cold lips lightly grazed hers, she pushed him away and hurriedly stood up. "My Lord, this is highly unethical!" Her real voice nearly slipped out amid the chaos. "What's unethical about this?" Caspian's face lifted to form an innocent yet devilish smile, he seemed to be enjoying the reaction he got out of her. Flustered, Davina turned her back to him and took deep breaths before speaking more composedly. "We are both men and it wasn't ethical of you to try and... kiss me." The last bit came out as a whisper blown away by the wind. Caspian's chuckle echoed through the woods as he stood up from the bench and faced Davina with a smug look on his face. "Tell me, Dimitri, was I really trying to kiss a man just now?" "W-what do you mean?" Davina stumbled backward as she stared at Caspian in shock and disbelief, unsure of what to do to save herself from that situation. "Let me rephrase my question." Caspian delicately grazed Davina's cheeks with the back of his hand. "Are you really a man?" ***** With a bounty on her head and the need for a place to stay, Davina snuck into the castle of Lendorr, posing as a man in the royal army. Luckily for her, she was able to get away with her ruse easily that is, until she met the mysterious Lord Caspian. She is tasked with being one of his guards all while trying to avoid getting caught by the man who made it his life's mission to ruin her plan. Through a twisted game of deceit, Davina is forced to make a grave choice between Love and the REAL reason why she snuck into the castle.

Beneath the stars of a boundless night sky, a young dreamer finds himself in a world unlike any other—a quiet realm of serenity and mystery. By a dimly lit bench near a Japanese-style convenience store, he encounters a girl whose face is blurred, yet her presence feels achingly familiar. As she gazes at the heavens, their silent connection grows deeper, hinting at a bond that transcends lifetimes. Through soft words and shared stillness, the two forge a fleeting but profound connection, leaving the dreamer questioning the nature of their encounter. Was she a memory, a soulmate, or simply a figment of his imagination? When he wakes, he’s left with an overwhelming sense of loss and wonder, carrying with him the echoes of a dream that feels more real than reality itself.