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In the scorching village of Ẹkààrò, hunger runs deeper than the cracked red earth. Iyiola known simply as Iyi is no ordinary young man. Born with water in his lungs and stars in his palms, he carries a restless hunger that food cannot fill. What he truly craves is gold a symbol of power, wealth, and escape from a life tethered by poverty. By day, Iyi drifts through the dusty streets stained by Lagos grime. By night, he dives into the flickering glow of cyber cafes, hacking and scamming his way toward a dream that slips further away with every stolen dime. When danger closes in, he flees into the rain-soaked shadows, chased not just by men but by something ancient and unseen. An enigmatic herbalist offers Iyi a cryptic choice: to leave the world he knows behind and journey into a hidden realm where true wealth is weighed not by coins or diamonds, but by the soul’s price. With a bar of black soap pulsing like a heartbeat in his hands, Iyi steps into a world both familiar and surreal a silent market where riches vanish like smoke and where he is no longer one of them. The Weight of Gold is a gripping urban fantasy that explores the price of ambition, the pull of heritage, and the perilous quest for a treasure that could cost everything. Will Iyi find the gold he seeks or lose himself chasing it?

Lin Xueying died with fire on her skin and a bullet in her back. Her brother's body lay cold in her arms, and through the smoke, she saw her best friend raise the gun that ended it all. But when death came, something pulled her back. Now, she wakes in her childhood bedroom alive, untouched, and staring at a world that doesn’t yet know it’s ending. It’s May 3rd, 2027. Three months before everything falls apart. Armed with memories of chaos and betrayal, Xueying knows who she can trust. Who she can’t. And who she’ll never forgive. This time, she won’t run. This time, she won’t break. This time, she’ll fight. The world ends in ninety days. She has until then to rewrite it.

My name is Clarise, I was in high school when I had a special friend, her name was Karol… Missis Karol a young math teacher from my school, who almost every day was smoking a cigarette at the smoking area, sometimes with another teacher Missis Stephany. I know that smoking in bad for health, but, for a strange (or weird) reason, I liked to see her smoking. Sometimes I had seen her smoking in the school smoking area and I loved it. One day she caught me watching her smoking… and my story started here.

When your own stepmom starts pimping you out to her gorgeous, lonely best friends… You know your teenage years won't be normal. Roland didn't know whether to cry, run, or thank the gods. After all, his stepmother wasn't just any woman—she was a smoking-hot cougar with a wicked but mysterious mind, and a dream: To marry him off into her circle of luscious besties. "Yukio, aren't you still bedridden? Want me to send my son over to help you recover~?" That single sentence on a casual video call sealed his fate. ___ That afternoon, Roland received the most absurd gift imaginable—his stepmom handed him a System literally. That’s right. Not a game console. Not money. A real, cheat-like System... the kind usually reserved for transmigrators and chosen ones. Except Roland had transmigrated eighteen years ago, and nothing remotely “chosen” had ever happened since—until now. The catch? It wasn’t just any System. It was the "Mother's Little Tasks" System, formerly owned by his doting (mysterious) mother. And its first mission? [Mission: Go on a blind date.] [Target Options: Yukino Yukio (Mother), Yukino Haruno (Eldest daughter), Yukino Yuki (Younger daughter).] [Warning: Once locked, your chosen girl can never marry anyone else.] [Reward: 1000 Points, one self-selected supernatural ability from Mall] Roland: "...What kind of twisted matchmaking app did I just inherit?" After reading the mission, Roland was stunned. An arranged romance at 18 was already bad—but a binding rule that prevented the chosen girl from marrying anyone else? What if he failed the mission? Would she be alone forever? "And this is supposed to be a System?" "Mom! What the hell is this mission?" Roland asked, his face darkening. "It finally triggered! All those Points I spent transferring the System weren’t wasted," his mother replied cheerfully, ignoring his outrage. "You set this up? Why?" "You’re nearly an adult and you’ve never even dated. Of course I’m worried." "I’m only eighteen! I have college entrance exams next year!" "Exams don’t matter. But youth without love isn’t youth at all." "...Is that something a mother should say?" Roland muttered. Most mothers pushed their kids to study harder—his acted like grades were irrelevant. "What kind of mom does this to her own son? And why is Aunt Yukio even on the target list? That’s just insane!" "Well~, I don’t know what kind of girl you like. The Yukino family has all three types—mature one, ripe, and unripe melon—so I just gave you options." --- [65,983 words free before lock chaps!] Note: -This novel starts slow. -No "catching girls like Pokémon." -MILF supremacy—with Justice for others -HEAVY Slice of life, with natural growth in relationships, jealousy, and emotional development. -For 1st Vol or arc it'll mostly consists of mc progression with others as well as mc and FLs daily life interaction as they deskth with this new situation. -Also there'll be lot of shura field between a mother and her daughter. -No incest. No yuri. No NTR. No r*pe. -No dark tags. -And one MYSTERIOUS mom who believes love matters more than grades—and a System that agrees. -No shortcuts in relationships growth towards bed! -Love will blossom through action, not a line of words from AUTHOR or System tricks. -And yes—the MC is competent. -R18 content will be clearly marked. ***ALL OF MY CLAIMS CAN BE PROVED WHEN YOU READ AT LEAST 20-25 chaps. DON'T READ IF YOU WANT R18 WITHOUT PROGRESSION FOR IT!

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We wrestle not against flesh and blood…” There are stories the Church forgot. Names erased from scripture. And sins buried so deep, even Hell won’t speak of them. In the heart of a sleepless city, something ancient is waking. Threads are pulling. Voices are returning. And across the world, unnatural things are moving like shadows beneath the skin of reality. A girl marked by silence. A man who walks between damnation and divinity. And a war that no one remembers starting. Some hunt for answers. Others hunt for power. But there are a few who hunt the smoke — because they know where there’s smoke… there’s something trying to stay hidden.

Jason sank to his knees as smoke swallowed the sky, the color of it an angry crimson, like the world itself was bleeding. The house before him, her house, collapsed in slow motion, boards shrieking and crumbling as if mourning their own destruction. His chest caved with a ragged sob, the kind that seemed to come from somewhere deeper than his lungs, deeper even than his body. Everything around him blurred—faces, sirens, flames—until all that remained was the ash. He should have looked away. Should have closed his eyes. But he didn't. He couldn't. The paramedics moved solemnly through the smoke, their silhouettes stark against the firelit haze. The stretchers were draped in white sheets—too still, too final. He counted them without meaning to. One... two... three. Jason didn't flinch. His heart was hollowed out, like something had been carved from within him with a hot blade. It should've been him. Not Selena. "No," he whispered hoarsely, his voice splintering. "No, it can't be." He stumbled backward, eyes wide, brain refusing to bridge the gap between what he saw and what he believed. Reality came in slow waves, each one more unbearable than the last. And then he was moving, sprinting toward the stretchers with a desperate, raw urgency. A rescuer with no one left to save. "Selena," he choked, reaching trembling hands toward the nearest form. The heat of the fire still lingered in the air, as if the world itself was scorched. He lifted the sheet with shaking fingers. What stared back at him was no longer her face—just blackened skin, unrecognizable. His mind rejected it. It can't be her. It isn't.

Seven Fallen Fairies Once, high above the mortal world, seven brilliant fairies ruled the heavens with their unmatched talents, and their unstoppable mischief. Their pranks were legendary. Their chaos? Uncontainable. But even divinity has its limits, and when the fairies dared to prank God Himself by sabotaging His sacred food with hated green vegetables (the audacity!), the punishment was swift and severe: Exiled. Reborn as humans. Memories wiped clean. Now scattered across Earth as ordinary teenagers, the fallen fairies live unaware of their past glory. Among them is Rhea, the former general of heaven’s army, who is the first to awaken to the truth of who they once were. But she’s not exactly in her element anymore, failing math tests, grounded by her mom, and ignored by the very friends who were once her celestial sisters. Just when Rhea thinks all hope is lost, in bursts Fate, a dramatic, smoke draped cosmic being who looks like she walked out of a fashion show and a thunderstorm at the same time. With sass, sarcasm, and absolutely no chill, Fate is determined to help restore the girls’ memories, whether through emotional re-enactments or, you know, just whacking them in the head. Together, Rhea and Fate begin the chaotic mission of gathering the fallen fairies, reigniting their lost powers, and restoring balance to the crumbling heavenly realm. But as old bonds flicker and new feelings surface, Rhea must face a deeper question: What does it mean to be divine… when your heart now beats like a human’s? Full of divine drama, school-day disasters, magical sarcasm, and friendship that defies fate itself, "Seven Fallen Fairies" is a hilarious, heart tugging fantasy about finding your power, remembering who you are, and choosing your own destiny, even when the universe has other plans. Genre: Fantasy · Magical Realism · Comedy · Found Family Audience: YA readers who love chaotic goddesses, rebellious teens, and emotionally layered friendships Perfect for fans of: The School for Good and Evil, Nimona, Percy Jackson, The Owl House, and anyone who likes their magic with a side of sarcasm and existential crisis.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Liora had everything, silk gowns softer than clouds, and eleven royal brothers who treated her like a jewel. Her days were filled with naps and banquets, her biggest worry being whether sapphire blue matched better with her crown than royal gold. But fate had a cruel sense of humor. One night, she fell asleep in her warm bed with wine in her hand. The next, she woke up in a nightmare. A world ravaged by zombies. Smoke and ash filled the air. The ground was stained with blood. Her palace? Gone. Her servants? Gone. Her status? Worthless. The only thing that remained? Her will to survive. With no training, no supplies, and no clue how to swing a weapon, she was thrown straight into the depths of hell, until a cold mechanical voice echoed in her mind. [Welcome, Host. You have activated the Overlord System.] It sounded powerful, promising... until she learned the truth. She had no abilities, no resources, and a system that cared more about giving her impossible missions and drowning her in cosmic debt than helping her stay alive. While others awakened fire or telekinesis, she was stuck dodging Level 2 zombies with nothing but her fists and pure desperation. Every fight was a gamble. Every step forward cost blood, sweat, or worse—sanity. Yet she rose. She built her own base from scratch. Controlled supplies. Built a black market network in the ruins. People started to follow her, fear her, and even rely on her. And then he showed up. The aloof, deadly awakened one who never cared for others—until her. With piercing eyes and unmatched power, he could destroy armies. But when he tried to get close, to protect her, to understand her, Liora was too busy reinforcing her walls and negotiating food rations to entertain his brooding charm. He said he wanted to fight beside her. She said, "Unless you're here to dig trenches or clear zombies, move aside." He brought her rare supplies—medicine, clean water, even a working generator. She didn’t blink. "Bribing me with electricity? Cute. Now get in line with the others if you want shelter." Because in this world, there was no room for love when survival was still uncertain. But love, like the undead, is persistent. Trigger Warning: Violence, Gore, System Abuse, Psychological Trauma, Romantic Tension.

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The new novel "Rebirth Space: Charm of the '80s" has been released~ As the eldest daughter of the Yang Family's main branch, Yang Ruxin's pleasure was building the family fortune and supporting her younger siblings. But why was that blind and lame guy such a Relentless Spirit? When she cooked, he would come to light the fire; When she set up her stall, he would follow to hawk her goods... "I say, Mr. Gu, do you have to help with everything I do?" Yang Ruxin asked with a hint of annoyance. "Yes," Mr. Gu nodded earnestly. "Then right now I want to..." "Wife." Mr. Gu hurriedly stood up from his wheelchair, "as long as we don't part, I'll give you anything you want."

A veteran player of "Starry Abyss" and a Meteor Fall Master known as Ace Bro, Li Zi came to the game world with his system template, arriving at the era of the game's beta version. This was the worst of times. Cosmic forces and financial magnates colluded, causing The Gate to the cosmos to be shut, planets' resources exhausted, even sunlight monopolized. It was also the best of times. All the Extraordinary Systems had just started, and in this era, only he possessed the final version patch as a Meteor Fall Master. While people reveled in the smoke of plasma cannons, Li Zi had already torn apart warships with Gravity. As Special Ability users proudly indulged in their awakened abilities, Moonlight had already become a servant to Li Zi. When the Interstellar Fleet crossed the Galaxy, Li Zi had just ignited the forty-second Stellar, illuminating the entire cosmos. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long and have forgotten that this Starry Sky should belong to us all," he said gently, holding a black hole in his hand while facing an indescribable native Evil God.

In the Ancient Era, the Demon clan vanished without a trace. In more recent times, the Dragon Clan disappeared. The age when the divine way flourished had faded away like smoke, and the pinnacle of the flying swords era eventually fell into decline… What has happened to this world? Who will listen to the historical truth buried in the long river of time? Bodies were strewn over a thousand miles of mountains and river; the harrowing hunger of tigers depicted across a hundred years of heaven and earth. The impartiality of the cosmos is as heartless as ever, Yet I possess a burning red heart—one that patrols the heavens! —————— Welcome to the Immortal Sword World, where emotions run deep. ——————

Ding~ [A message has been sent by the Gods] [Welcome chosen one to the World of Milfs for your trial to attain Godhood. Fulfill the Gods requests and obtain their approval to join us and become a God] [Fail your given request and meet your demise] Ding~ [A request has been sent by the Gods] [The God of Storms Synthia sends a request: Grope your adopted mother's buttocks till you leave marks on her ass] [The God of Music Calliope sends a request: Make your Aunt moan so loud that your neighbours can hear her sweet voice] [The God of Health Fiona sends a request: Lick of the curry that spilled on your neighbour's chest, while her husband watches tv in the room next door] [The God of Stars Noella sends a request: Blackmail your classmate's mother into sucking you off in her son's room] [The God of Wisdom Seraphina sends a request: Drink all the office lady's breast milk straight from the source, that was supposed to be for her baby] I see....So I basically have to do a bunch of naughty and perverted stuff that the Gods want to see me do with a whole lot of smoking hot milfs, for a chance to become God and save my life. What else can I say other then... WHAT KIND OF FUCKED UP JOKE IS THIS?!?! Want to know how this all came to be? Then follow our protagonist and his journey to become God by making his own Milf Harem (Warning: This novel is made by a Degenerate for Degenerates, so if you aren't into kinky stuff and prefer vanilla, then this novel isn't for you) •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° [No NTR - No Yuri - No sharing - No system that assists the protagonist - No mind control - No blood related Incest - No drugs or potions that influence the girls - Hardcore Inseki - A lot of Netori and Stealing - Harem - Slice of Life Romance - No unnecessary Drama - A lot of fleshed out +18 scenes - Finally a very competent protagonist] [This novel is focused on Older Women and Milfs, so don't expect any younger girls unless there's a Oyakodon] [And finally I want all the interactions to feel natural and I want the readers to be invested in the characters, so the story will be fleshed out and not rushed in any way] discord.gg/9hKEN3duBw

He exhaled the smoke from his cigarette as if releasing his soul. The ember dimmed, but the fire in his chest roared louder. “How did I become this chained to you?” he murmured, his voice hollow. “Like shackles on my heart… How does one leave when they were imprisoned in someone’s love? How did I, so cautious and aware, fall victim to you? And how does one heal from wounds carved by the one they trusted?” There was no reply. Just the silence of her gaze, fleeing from his. “Tell me,” he whispered, “how do I rip you from my chest when you’ve rooted yourself like a rose among thorns—cutting me every time I try to let go? I bleed when I forget you, I break when I hate you. What kind of curse is this? And now you ask for forgiveness… Tell me—will forgiveness teach me how to forget?” She blinked away tears, her voice trembling like a confession: “I hurt you… and I hurt myself too. Your wounds burn inside me like fire. Let me heal them. Let me give you my soul, fill your heart with a love that honors you, that redeems me. I’ll erase the pain with tenderness, heal you with my beauty, my cunning… I killed you, I know. Let me bring you back to life.” He crushed the cigarette between his fingers. Harshly, he barked: “Then bow.” She bowed, voice soft, eyes lowered. “And here I am, my love… I bow before your heart, in surrender. Will you forgive me now?” A wicked smile curled on his lips. “Stab my heart,” he said coldly. “Ask for forgiveness. Wish for death. Because my forgiveness… is fire. And in it, you shall burn.”

I like text-to-speech so I'm giving a shot at present tense second person writing to lean into a listener's POV. Enjoy! I use Sonia en-GB for the narrator at 1.2 or 1.5 times speed. Might want to read this part, I kind of left it out the story by making it the synopsis by accident lol. Tavern doors never close on the festive dockside. Traders, settlers, wanderers, and outlaws gather, drawn by the excitement of the New World. The air smells of smoke, salt and sweat, sails catch wind beside steam locomotives' whistles and pistons, each vessel either arriving with strange goods and stranger tales or departing with the thunderous farewells. You step aboard one of them, another spirited adventurer in the crowd, and spend months at sea from docks to coasts, continents to isles, to steam across a windless sea under an endless night sky. When sunlight hits your deck once more, it reveals the New World's waters, like pouring paint into the void. You see the distant sails in the harbour of a forested continent and cheer with the exclamations of waking passengers upon seeing the continent, name pending, no sovereigns and no laws. The landing of all those visiting from the Old World, a boiling pot of all kinds of cultures with each person's distinct flavours of friends, enemies, grudges and dreams. Without hesitation you leave it behind and vanish into the forest, wanting simply to dedicate your life to exploring the interior of the continent. How surprising is it when you found that the elves are all sleeping beauties! Capture them all! Hahahahahahahaha!

I used to think obsessive male leads were kind of hot. You know, the intense stares, the undying devotion, the way they’d burn the world for the woman they love? Swoon, right? Wrong. That fantasy went up in smoke the moment I woke up in the body of Sonia Mitford. The heroine of The Crimson Devotion. The first obsessive romance fantasy novel I ever read. The one that ended on a mysterious hiatus. The one with Marius Wittelsbach, a charming, possessive psychopath who thinks an ankle shackle is a love language. Now I’m trapped in a velvet-draped prison, shackled to a bedpost like some porcelain doll in a gothic fairytale. And Marius? He’s worse than I remembered. Sweet, soft-spoken, and utterly unhinged. "You don’t need to be afraid. I’ll take care of you." Translation: I’ll murder anyone who blinks in your direction and serve you tea over their corpse. "Anyone who bothers you... anyone who looks at you the wrong way... I’ll get rid of them for you." I thought I was playing the role just fine. Smiling. Nodding. Pretending not to be horrified. But then, plot twist. Alessio Slovene, the forgettable side character, walks in looking like a golden retriever knight and drops this bomb: he’s actually the crown prince in disguise. And he’s been investigating Marius. Finally, a lifeline. Maybe. Because people are vanishing. The body count is rising. And every time Marius kisses my forehead and calls me “Nia,” I feel one step closer to becoming the tragic heroine in a blood-soaked love story. Obsessive male leads aren’t dreamy. They’re terrifying. And I might be in way over my head.

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I swear. Please don’t cancel me before chapter 1. Anyway, I was a stand-up comedian. Not the good kind who gets Netflix specials. The kind who gets hit with beer bottles and told to “Meet me backstage. You’ll get one more mic.” One night, I was performing in a bar so shady, even cockroaches walked in with bodyguards. It was full of tattooed bikers who drink engine oil, smoke burnt rubber, lick silencers, cry over their exes, and still believe their fists are a valid debate technique. And there I was—trying to make them laugh using yo mamma jokes and dark humor so black it should’ve come with a flashlight and some cotton. They didn’t laugh. I kept going. One of them pulled out a gun. I cracked a joke. He cracked my skull. Bullet. Brain. Curtains. Boom. But here’s the funny part: I always wanted to be a successful comedian. Maybe get a standing ovation. But what I got was Uncontrollable Blood Ovulation. Still, I had dreams, man. Big dreams. Make people laugh. Marry someone who doesn't need two chairs to sit. Eat three meals a day, Own a yacht (the humble kind with a helipad) I wasn’t greedy. I would have donated 0.01% of my wealth to charity. I only wanted 99% of everything. But fate, karma, God, or probably the trends of Webnovel had other plans. Because instead of resting in peace… I woke up in another world. A fantasy world full of monsters, heroes, magic, kingdoms, war… And zero comedy clubs. Just my luck. So now I’ve got a second life, a rude system, and maybe a power or two. But being a Hero is secondary. First, I am gonna roast dragons, clown on kings, incest—invest, I mean invest and make the whole world laugh until they cry—or kill me again. Either way… Welcome to the story of the most dangerous thing in every world— A man who won’t shut up. ——— ——— ——— Support Me - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

In a city where the rain never washes away the blood, two rival kings rule the underworld. Kael Vescari is the ruthless, young Alpha of The Wolf Mark-charming, brutal, and born to conquer. He thrives on chaos, takes what he wants, and never bows to anyone. Rin Asano is the cold, calculating leader of the Crimson Vultures-a ghost in the city's shadows. No one dares question his authority. No one knows he's an Omega. They were never meant to work together. They were born to destroy each other. But when a third enemy rises from the ashes-the sadistic Ash Fang Cartel-they're forced into a reluctant alliance. Turf wars turn into whispered secrets. Knife-edge threats blur into stolen glances. And behind closed doors, heat rises. As danger closes in and bloodlines are tested, Kael begins to unravel the one secret Rin has killed to protect. And Rin? He starts to crave the one Alpha who was supposed to be his ruin.

What is the Truth? What is a Lie? In the palace, no one truly knows. The empire mourns a dead emperor and a lost empress. The throne shines beneath the crown worn by a young and noble second prince -- beloved by all, pitied by many. But when the first prince returns, the air thickens with suspicion. To some, he is the villain who fled in the night. To others, he is the rightful heir, wronged and forgotten. As court whispers twist like smoke and blood ties blur, the brothers must face a question that no one dares to speak aloud: 'Who is the victim? Who is the culprit? In a world of shapeless lies and formless truths, the answer is never what is seems.

[No Trash Protagonist] [No Harem] [Farming & Clan Management]  The path to immortality is one of solitude, of loneliness, of chilling heights where few can stand.  Song Changsheng arrives with a Daoist scripture in hand. Faced with the earnest guidance of his elders, the high hopes of his clan, and the hardships threatening their survival...  He and countless sons of the Song family push forward against the current—generation after generation passing on the torch, falling and rising—until the Song Immortal Clan stands tall atop the world!  And when he one day looks back from the summit, all the trials and tribulations of the past will be but smoke in the wind. 

In an era of steam and machinery a world teetering on the edge of progress and horror, a new breed of predator stalks the streets. Once human, these cursed vile beings mutate into monstrous hybrids of man and beast, driven by an insatiable hunger for human flesh and madness. Their existence is a secret, whispered about in the smoke filled alleys and factory floors, where missing persons posters fade into the grime of the many cities around Europe. As the threat grows, a secret group of guardians forms in the shadows. Their mission: eliminate the monsters, protect the innocent, and keep the truth buried. To the public. Behind the smoke and steel of progress, a hidden war rages one of blood, horror, and sanity slowly slipping away. Who is the prey, who is the hunter who will survive in this god forsaken world.