Archangel Samael

In his past life, Xander Graves was a ruthless billionaire, a financial genius who built an empire from nothing. Cold, calculating, and ambitious, he was feared and respected in the world of high finance. But in a cruel twist of fate, he was assassinated—betrayed by those closest to him. Now, he wakes up in a new life… as a goblin. A race considered the weakest, mere cannon fodder in a world of knights, mages, and monstrous beings. But unlike the others, Xander remembers his past life—and he refuses to be weak. With his superior intelligence, modern knowledge, and a mysterious system, he will rise. From the filth of the goblin caves, he will unite the hordes, evolve into something greater, and build a kingdom that will rival gods and demons alike. But this world is far larger than he expected. Beyond the forests and kingdoms of men lie vast realms, cosmic planes, and divine territories. Demon Lords, Archangels, and Primordial Beings rule over the great cosmos. And he? He will climb the ladder of power, one conquest at a time, until he stands at the top of all existence Genres: Kingdom Building | Reincarnation | Weak to Strong | Overpowered MC | Magic & Technology | Harem | War & Strategy

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep.

[Detecting the birth of a new god... Data traction in progress] [Alert! Intrusion detected: %*#... Data traction interrupted] [Divine Revelation Protocol activated. Initiating emergency replication. The Legion of Judges has been dispatched...] [1%... 5%... 33%... 99%] [Replication complete!] [Rebooting and reconstructing the world...] … Becoming a god feels like a grand deception. Instead of ascending to the heavens, you awaken inside a mere clay idol. You have become a god—yet only the weakest, most nameless one. You don't even have a body of your own. [Detecting host awakening... Binding process initiated] [Binding complete. Initial gift pack activated. Congratulations, host! You have obtained the talent: Tribute Hundredfold Amplification!] [A believer offers you a pebble. You receive a Holy Crystal!] [A believer offers you a wooden stick. You receive the Spear of Longinus!] [A believer offers you a harmonica. You receive the Archangel’s Trumpet!] Good. "From this moment forth, the gods shall heed my command. Who stands with me, and who dares oppose?" Seated deep within the sacred temple, you gaze upon the vast cosmos at your feet, looking over the myriad realms with serene indifference.

After the betrayal of Luciferel, and having to deal with the Nephilim problem God made a few changes to how Heaven was run. Time does not quite flow the same in Heaven, so God was able to draw inspiration from millennia of human history. In the end, God chooses to structure things like a mega-corporation with him as the CEO and his archangels acting as department heads. To keep the threat of another angel rebellion to a minimum, every few years the angels would be ordered to change departments. To ensure that things ran smoothly and that the communication between departments happened in a timely fashion a Heaven-wide internet was established called Godnet. Due to an accident caused by mistaken identity, John Smith was killed by an angel on her first day in the Department of Death. By the time she released her mistake, it was far too late to "just" put him back in his own body. In an effort to correct her mistake the angel tried to have John Smith be reborn in the universe she originally was supposed to have a John Smith die in. The Angel was originally in IT for Godnet so she thought that it would be not too difficult to hide her little oops by altering a few records. However, she got a call from Upper Management during the process of having John be reborn. Figuring the " proper" department would step in to finish the process, the angel left to report to upper management, not wanting to receive an even bigger punishment than what she was already going to receive. In her rush to leave, she forgot to close down the connection to Godnet.

"I am Jules Evanava—Heir to the Seraphim of War and the sole Blessed of God. An existence even the Divine cannot fathom." --- The gods clashed till death, and their worlds merged at the end of their era-long battle. Worlds of different nature came to birth lands of varying culture... and war. Years later, stabilization and alliances were growing, the world was thriving peacefully again—or so it was on the surface. Striving to live a good life in this world, Jules was coerced and forced into a situation where he drank the blood of an Archangel. At least, that’s what people believed what he drank was. Jules knew the truth. What he consumed was no mere blood—it was the very embodiment of an Archangel in Liquid form. [Unique Skill "Seraphim of War" has been acquired.] [Secondary Skill "Blood Manipulation" has been acquired.] With that, he became the Heir to the Archangel of War- one of the strongest beings outside godhood. This status dragged him into the dangerous shadows of the world. Just when he thought he had seen it all, something greater revealed itself. [The Blessed of God has been detected.] [Acquiring God's Blessed System.] "The gods are dead! How am I even a blessed?" Now, Jules walks the difficult path of an Heir of an Archangel and the sole Blessed of God, holding two titles that can throw him into the most perilous of perils.

Warning! Addiction ahead. [Change in synopsis is in points below] ****** There are many things that I hate to the point of loathing. But what I hate most about this scenario is a hero who screws up. I mean sure, he can do whatever he wants. But all I'm asking is not to be naïve. This is a story about how I got transmigrated into the world of a novel, about how I tolerated the naïve MC whose actions were no better than a four years old even though he had regressed. And how I, the side character, or a small villain one could say, had to clean up the messes made by the hero and his party. ******** The synopsis might not be that compelling but I'm still learning folks. I hope you give this novel a read until the free chapters before you decide whether to drop it or keep reading it. Looking forward to working with all of you! Stay tuned! A few points: 1: The cover is A.I generated and it is completely mine. 2: The new update schedule is one chapter per day. But the option of bonus chapters is now available. 3: [100 power stones= 1 bonus chapter] [300 power stones= 2 bonus chapters] [5 golden tickets= 1 bonus chapter] 4: The free release ends at 50 chapters. 5: Please, Please, Please, Do not hesitate to point out my mistakes as they will help me improve my novel. Any suggestions that you have are also welcome. 6: Most importantly, do not forget to write a review. Whatever you think. Don't hesitate.

Murder and war. That is the only thing known by the people in this world. Hundreds of years of endless slaughter. A futuristic society, where those capable of using mana are known as witches and wizards. Endless conflict, both internal and external. A young boy named Raiden-who attends one of the 7 grand magic academies which trains magicians for war- finds it increasingly harder to keep hold of his mission: Protect Kami, with every day, as the already tipping balance between magicians and non-magicians, teeters even more. Also on Royal Road!

Angels, Demons, Dragons and Humans. Put in charge of the affairs of the Heavens were Seven angels known to man as the Archangels or the Hosts of Heaven. Originally seven in number, an eighth archangel was added to the mix. Love is a concept not foreign to the heavenly beings but was forbidden between them and other creatures. But that Law was defied. The eighth Archangel, fell in love with a human. He forfeited his role, power and title as an Archangel to become flesh- a man. But some of the heavenly hosts were unhappy and secretly plotted to end his life. Then, he had a son. And that was when the hosts unleashed war on mankind. The war was brutal. Lives and lands were lost. Families, friends and loved ones were separated from one another. Eventually, the eighth was found out. Or rather, he came out. From the compassion of his heart he sacrificed his life in order to save humanity- including his own son. The mother of the child fled. To preserve the life of herself and the boy, she escaped to another realm, the other side of humanity, away from mythical beings and heavenly bodies, a place called Earth. There, she and the boy were a safe. And they could live a normal life. Fifteen years later, the boy came to know the truth behind his father's death. And he swore, to wage war on the heavens and to avenge his father.

No mundo da espionagem, Samael era um fracasso. Desastrado, azarado e sempre um passo atrás dos verdadeiros heróis, ele era motivo de risadas e desprezo. Mas sua vida muda para sempre quando a mulher que amava é brutalmente assassinada pelos agentes inimigos. Consumido pela dor e sede de vingança, Samael decide abandonar sua vida medíocre e se transformar em uma arma implacável. Ele descobre que possui um poder latente, adormecido em seu interior: a capacidade de manipular a realidade como se estivesse em um videogame, com direito a "save points" "power-ups" e etc. Com seus novos poderes, Samael se torna um anti-herói implacável, disposto a tudo para destruir os agentes inimigos que tiraram sua amada de sua vida. Usando suas habilidades de espionagem e seus poderes de videogame para caçar seus inimigos, um por um. Mas sua jornada de vingança o leva a descobrir segredos obscuros sobre o mundo da espionagem e sobre si mesmo. Ele percebe que a linha entre o bem e o mal é tênue e que suas ações têm consequências imprevisíveis. Em um mundo de intrigas, traições e realidades distorcidas, Samael terá que confrontar seus próprios demônios e decidir que tipo de anti-herói ele quer ser.

WSA 2024 entry novel Synopsis Getting Reincarnated as the Biblical Devil isn't something our protagonist ever thought was possible. He was a firm believer and knew how powerful God and the Angels were, they are existence that are not to be thrived with especially God. But here he was as the Archangel Samael, the left hand of God or the poison of God casted from Heaven to hell for rebelling against his Father, God. "what is the meaning of this, is this God's doing" our protagonist wondered as he knew very well that there is no way that the Almighty would not know something about this. So he decided to wait a little while to see what would happen to him but something else happened, what he had expected did not happened, so he has to take in the fact that he is now the new Devil, the Lord of Hell, Lucifer Bloody Morningstar. check out my other works. The Omnipotent System My Infinite System

In a world where darkness has reigned for 219 years, the struggle for light is not just a fight for survival, but for hope. Samael, a young man bound to the depths of a harsh, lightless existence, is trapped in a life of endless labor. Raised by a caring but hot-headed uncle in the slums, Samael's heart has hardened to the point of indifference, unwilling to even witness the world in its desolate state. In this world, the wealthy control a mysterious force known as Wave—an elusive and powerful energy tied to light and its wavelengths. The privileged few use it to manipulate and control the masses, while the rest suffer in the oppressive darkness. Drawn into a dangerous quest to uncover the true nature of light, Samael faces the devastating truths hidden in the shadows. This is a world where nothing is as it seems, and only the light may hold the key to freedom. Will Samael overcome his apathy and rise against the darkness and become the bringer of light to all. Or will the light remain out of his reach forever?

William was just an ordinary 18-year-old—good grades, a girlfriend, a bright future ahead. Until the day it all ended at the hands of a mysterious stranger. But death was only the beginning. Awakening in the presence of God, William is given a divine purpose: to become an Archangel and stand against the growing darkness. After the Fracture of Eden, infinite realities hang in the balance, each one teetering between redemption and annihilation. It is the duty of the Archangels to judge them—to decide which worlds are worth saving and which must be erased before they fall into Satan’s hands. Now reborn, William must navigate the weight of his new existence, torn between mercy and justice, love and duty. As he fights against the legions of Hell, he discovers an unlikely partner who challenges his beliefs of love and an enemy who seeks not just his destruction—but the annihilation of his very soul. With Heaven’s might behind him and the forces of Satan closing in, William’s journey as an Archangel begins. But in a war spanning infinite worlds, will he be strong enough to decide who is worthy of salvation… and who must be cast into the void?

Michael is the heir to the Bailon dynasty, a dynasty so expansive and rich the controlled half of Karmos City. His birth changed the lines of succession causing discontent and enemies in the Bailon family. All the while memories from his past life as an Archangel start to come back causing serious "episodes" in their wake. He is caught in between a war of succession that threatens his life, while also re-discovering his light powers that have now somehow changed. Celestial beasts arise out of nowhere creatures that shouldn't exist, yet they do and while dangerous, he discovers that they are his ticket to restoring his powers even acquiring the mystic gifts these monsters possess. Something horrible glimmers at the edge of his consciousness an event so catastrophic he left heaven in order to avoid it or prepare for it? A mission he embarked to bring Lucifer back however that has now changed his new mission wasn't to bring back his brethren rather he needed to kill Lucifer, and let the apocalypse happen. Excerpt: Prologue “A feathered wooden arrow shaft sticks out of my chest, black silky soft things why do they put them there anyway? Not that it matters. Dark red blood pools where the golden tipped arrow struck the chest pulverizing a rib tearing soft lung tissue underneath, breathing is difficult, extremely painful even. Lying on the ground a surface too soft and plain to be natural, blood continues to farther pool at my back, the celestial arrow must have gone through completely.” You will die Michael if you go on this journey You will die The warm fluid spreads under him almost a comforting presence except for the excruciating pain that comes with the open wound. “Humans! I thought they would love me” A labored chuckle ‘Yet here I am dying as a result of my arrogance, in retro-respect them killing each other ceaselessly should have been sign enough but no I had to heal them!’ strangely he wasn’t angry Elderine’s words reverberated endlessly in his mind. You will die You will die The sky shines twilight in the cloudy afternoon it would rain soon ‘Maybe it will wash away the blood, how optimistic of me.’ Blood continues to pour out ‘Michael the Arch-angel foiled by his kin and humans! Would make for a great poem I want to hear it.’ ‘How would it start…hmm…’ He groaned, life continued to flow out of him endlessly with every drop of his immortal blood. You will die A tear dropped from a corner of his eye down the side of his face, ‘Were angels capable of that? I guess so’ Another tear came out then more flowed out in pain, surprisingly he wasn’t crying because he was sad for himself, he had known his fate from the day he left heaven, but for those he couldn’t save, they had to suffer and die due to his recklessness he wouldn’t forgive himself or those who caused it “Elina…...Eva” he tried to shout raspy sounds came from his lips. You will die, You will return stronger than before. Soon he could not breathe any more, the Light became darkness. PS: just thought i should add this part this story does not in any way contravene or involve any type of religion, references to a religion if any are purely for fictional purposes, I do not intend to disrespect anyone.

The Celestial is a symbol of the divine, a pillar stretching high into the heavens. It is worshipped for the blessings it brought upon the world. Extraordinary power, revolutionary tools, and beings beyond understanding. Bearing its power will not only change your fate, but the fate of the world. The noble Pendragon family, once known for their brutally efficient art of war, are revered for their effort and contribution in the field of medicine. They established the Helios Hospital of Medical Research and Development, sharing their years of work for the ongoing betterment of the angels. House Pendragon is loved by their people for this. But following the end of the war between angels and demons, they do not relish in this praise, for they always remember the pain and loss for that advancement. Upon acquiring the power of the Darkeater, Sirin Pendragon, daughter of Siba, enthusiastically put forward the proposition that would go on to inspire the creation of Project Archangel. Ironically, the very thing that would destroy House Pendragon. "The Darkeater even allows for the creation of matter at even the intricacies of the cellular level! We can create entire organs, bones, even limbs at will! Why in the world would the demons be so quiet about this? It's potential is limitless!" Eos, Yami, Nova, and Zeus enjoy the simple days they spend together with their mother. However, each day becomes more mundane as nothing ever changes. Their mother couldn't have ever controlled the children's growing curiosity, the will to satiate the senses with experiences they weren't yet privy too is only natural. It was the same for herself as well. But upon warning them of the vast, mysterious, and evil world beyond the forest surrounding their little home, she realized the truth was simply inevitable no matter what she did to hide it.

Armaros Dawnbringer, is the male child of the Dawnbringer family of the Human Empire. He is a reincarnator, however he didn't have any gifts from the rebirth, and the only thing he has experienced was pain. He only felt pain whenever he fought and continued to suffer due to his shortcomings in this next life. But not wanting a repeat of his own previous life, he has decided to brave through all of it and now live a much better life in the new world of magic. "What can I say? Magic is a pain. Then again, only someone who is cursed by the world would be like me." Disclaimer: The Image used does not belong to me.

scene opens with a bloodied battlefield, littered with the lifeless bodies of demons and angels alike, both fallen and holy. The stench of death hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid smoke of the scorched earth. The landscape is a wasteland, a testament to the brutality of the battle that had just unfolded.Not far from the carnage, hidden within the shadows of a cave, lay three figures. Two were gravely wounded, their bodies barely clinging to life. One was the archangel Michael, whose once radiant armor was now stained with blood, his wings torn and battered. The other was the fallen archangel Lucifer, his wings scorched and tattered, his face twisted in agony as he fought to stay conscious. The third figure, In stark contrast to the injured angels, stood tall and composed. His presence was almost ethereal, though his features were hidden in shadow, making him an enigmatic figure in the midst of the ruin. He gazed down at Lucifer, a look of sympathy in his eyes. “I’m sorry that you had to suffer this fate,” he murmured, his voice laced with regret. His eyes shifted to both archangels, and he sighed deeply. “I’ll make it right.” A brief pause followed, the words after “I’ll make it right” lost in a quiet murmur, as if the figure’s voice faltered, or the meaning was veiled in secrecy. The only words that were clear came at the end, filled with finality and determination. “Take this new life and…” Another break in his words, this time leaving a lingering silence. Suddenly, the scene faded, shifting from the cave of despair to a small, dimly lit room. A young man lay in bed, his body drenched in sweat, breathing heavily as though he had just run a marathon. His eyes flickered open, a look of panic written across his face. He bolted upright, the nightmare still fresh in his mind. “Shit, that same dream… when will it stop?” Lucian Cross muttered, rubbing his eyes as if to rid himself of the lingering remnants of the vision. Glancing at the alarm clock beside him, he saw the time—almost 7:30 AM. He groaned, realizing he was running late. With a sigh, he threw off the covers and reluctantly dragged himself out of bed. It was the last day of school, and though he had hoped for it to be a day of relief, it held no joy. It was the day of the awakening ceremony, a day that would determine his future and his job class, though Lucian’s expectations were low. School, in his mind, was nothing but a hellish place. A place where he was used and trampled on, his life a series of miserable days. But today—today was supposed to be different. It was his last day, and maybe, just maybe, the ceremony would bring something good. He didn’t dare dream too big, but a small hope flickered inside him. The vice principal called out, “Lucian Cross, come on stage.” Lucian gulped as the whispers of mocking and ridicule from his classmates and juniors filled the air. He could hear their gossip: “Why is he even here?” “Bet he’ll awaken nothing.” “He’s just wasting our time.” Tightening his fist, Lucian forced himself forward, his footsteps heavy with anxiety. Reaching the podium, he glanced at the imposing white crystal, its surface shimmering with an otherworldly glow. “Place your hand on the crystal,” the vice principal instructed. Lucian hesitated briefly before resting his hand against the cool surface of the crystal. The room fell silent, anticipation hanging thick in the air. Suddenly, the crystal erupted in a dazzling platinum light so bright it was blinding. Gasps echoed through the hall as a celestial-class phenomenon unfolded. The sound of heavenly trumpets filled the room, shaking the very ground beneath them. The heavens themselves seemed to part, and a radiant Roman cross-like gate opened in the sky above. From the portal descended two armies of celestial beings, one side composed of graceful angels, the other of fallen angels. The fallen angels were an intimidating sight. Dark knights clad ...

In a world fractured by an ancient Holy War, where three divine kingdoms share the planet under seals of fragile peace, the story of Kaelen Silver is a heartrending ballad of vengeance, sacrifice, and the price of power. Tomas Silver, a slave turned assassin, manages to escape the shadow of the Bloody Moon Order thanks to Alenya, an herbalist who restores his humanity. Together they forge a simple life, hidden from a world divided by the gods. But their son Kaelen is born marked by a curse: his body absorbs the world’s vital energy (Nivora), inflicting him with unbearable pain. Although Tomas fiercely protects him, fate is cruel: Alenya dies at the hands of the Bloody Moon Order, and years later, the Five Great Clans—puppets of hidden demons—murder Tomas, leaving Kaelen alone, broken, and hungry for vengeance. Kaelen is not a hero. He is a cunning and ruthless survivor who, after decades of hunting the clans that destroyed his family, fails in his final attempt. Captured and sacrificed in a grotesque ritual, his death is not the end: an ancient demon offers him a perverse deal. “Go back in time. Save your parents. Destroy the seals that divide the world... and unleash Hell.” Upon awakening as a baby in the arms of his parents, Kaelen retains the memory of his previous life. But the path is not simple: to break the seals that keep angels, demons, and the Alliance of Races at bay, he will need the hearts of descendants of heroes, archangels, and demonic kings. How far will he go to rewrite his destiny? Will he become the pawn of greater forces, or will he even defy the gods who manipulate Ethalios from the shadows?

In a post-apocalyptic world where magic and technology collide, Ashton Walker awakens with a mysterious Farming Talent —but his power is far from ordinary. he got divine Necromancer system , he commands both death and divinity, cultivating life while raising the dead. With Samael Flameheart, a fierce dragon warrior by his side, Ashton builds an empire in a world where only the strong survive. Enemies lurk in the shadows, but he is neither savior nor villain—he is the balance between creation and destruction, life and death. The Divine Necromancer has risen.

Title: The Divine realm In a world where angels and demons coexist with humans, the balance of power is precarious. The Divine Realm, a hierarchical structure of angels, governs the heavens and guides humanity. At the apex of this realm are the Archangels, powerful beings with infinite strength and wisdom. As the story unfolds, humans begin to discover their own hidden potential, threatening the delicate balance between the divine and mortal realms. Angels are sent to Earth to guide and assist humans, but some begin to question their purpose and the true nature of their existence. Meanwhile, a powerful force stirs in the shadows, seeking to disrupt the balance of power and plunge the world into chaos. As tensions rise, humans, angels, and demons must navigate their complicated relationships and work together to prevent catastrophe. The Divine Realm is a thought-provoking and action-packed novel that explores the complexities of power, free will, and the human condition.

Reincarnation is a thing that our MC has read and seen for a long time. And because of that, though he was surprised he had managed to adjust to his new situation quite remarkably. Being the only son of a Baron helped as though it isn't much he is still technically a noble and his family held some land and power over it. But it soon changed when a screen appeared in front of him. [Greed System has been activated] When he heard those words he was shocked as this laid the foundation for his future actions as he would use the system to rise through the ranks of the world. A/N: This is a practice fanfiction since I wanted to give it a try. Image used for cover does not belong to me.

The Beginning of The Beginnings by Simon Smolnik In the endless expanse of eternity, where multiple realms converge and the gods decide on the very fabric of existence, there is born an outstanding tale. The Beginning of The Beginnings is not just a tale; it's an experience-born love for imagination, storytelling, and biblical scripture that takes readers deep into the breathtaking worlds of vibrant characters down to the ultimate struggle between good and evil. The Almighty God stands in the midst, and then Sarnel the Eternal Prince of Heaven, a figure whose presence radiates an aura of strength, authority, and grace. Then there is the company of the Seven Great Archangels, who are celestial beings who serve in roles so grand yet deeply personal. It is through epic battles, profound moments of vulnerability, and steadfast devotion that each one of them-Michael, Raphael, Uriel, and the rest-play their role in the unfolding narrative. This story was born from my desire to create something meaningful, something that could bring people closer to each other while also introducing them to the truths that I believe in. I have always loved the idea of crafting worlds from my imagination: worlds of wonder, beauty, and conflict. The Beginning of The Beginnings truly reflects that passion: a mixture of grand cosmic battles, intricate characters, and amazing settings. Growing up in Poland and living in the UK for almost five years surrounded me with the beauty of different cultures, environments, and ways of life. These experiences shaped my view of this world and inspired me to channel that sense of wonder into the stories I write. I hope this reimagining of biblical figures such as Michael or Gabriel can show their stories in a new light, deeply rooted in scripture with creative expression. I love writing epic fights that echo across heaven, creating this huge and expansive cosmology to connect every layer of existence from the Throne of God down into the darkest depths of Hell. But this is not a novel of mere battles and world-building. It's about the relationships between these beings: the struggles, the triumphs, and the unwavering sense of purpose that they have. It's about exploring what it means to be part of something greater than oneself, to stand firm in the face of unimaginable challenges, and to fight for what's right-even when the odds are against you. The Beginning of The Beginnings is my means of sharing this wonder with any who would consider such tales and mortals who genuinely love epic tales, faith, and creativity. I thus hope that this book will allow people to see beauty in these realms and feel the inspiration that strength and love bind them together. This is just the beginning of a larger vision I have, and I can’t wait to share this journey with you. If you want to support me or see more things I'm working on. These are links for Exlusive Content like leaks and early access to future chapters that i will realese here: Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/simonsmolnik Patreon: https://patreon.com/SimonSmolnik?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink

The scene opens with a bloodied battlefield, littered with the lifeless bodies of demons and angels alike, both fallen and holy. The stench of death hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid smoke of the scorched earth. The landscape is a wasteland, a testament to the brutality of the battle that had just unfolded.Not far from the carnage, hidden within the shadows of a cave, lay three figures. Two were gravely wounded, their bodies barely clinging to life. One was the archangel Michael, whose once radiant armor was now stained with blood, his wings torn and battered. The other was the fallen archangel Lucifer, his wings scorched and tattered, his face twisted in agony as he fought to stay conscious. The third figure, In stark contrast to the injured angels, stood tall and composed. His presence was almost ethereal, though his features were hidden in shadow, making him an enigmatic figure in the midst of the ruin. He gazed down at Lucifer, a look of sympathy in his eyes. “I’m sorry that you had to suffer this fate,” he murmured, his voice laced with regret. His eyes shifted to both archangels, and he sighed deeply. “I’ll make it right.” A brief pause followed, the words after “I’ll make it right” lost in a quiet murmur, as if the figure’s voice faltered, or the meaning was veiled in secrecy. The only words that were clear came at the end, filled with finality and determination. “Take this new life and…” Another break in his words, this time leaving a lingering silence. Suddenly, the scene faded, shifting from the cave of despair to a small, dimly lit room. A young man lay in bed, his body drenched in sweat, breathing heavily as though he had just run a marathon. His eyes flickered open, a look of panic written across his face. He bolted upright, the nightmare still fresh in his mind. “Shit, that same dream… when will it stop?” Lucian Cross muttered, rubbing his eyes as if to rid himself of the lingering remnants of the vision. Glancing at the alarm clock beside him, he saw the time—almost 7:30 AM. He groaned, realizing he was running late. With a sigh, he threw off the covers and reluctantly dragged himself out of bed. It was the last day of school, and though he had hoped for it to be a day of relief, it held no joy. It was the day of the awakening ceremony, a day that would determine his future and his job class, though Lucian’s expectations were low. School, in his mind, was nothing but a hellish place. A place where he was used and trampled on, his life a series of miserable days. But today—today was supposed to be different. It was his last day, and maybe, just maybe, the ceremony would bring something good. He didn’t dare dream too big, but a small hope flickered inside him. The vice principal called out, “Lucian Cross, come on stage.” Lucian gulped as the whispers of mocking and ridicule from his classmates and juniors filled the air. He could hear their gossip: “Why is he even here?” “Bet he’ll awaken nothing.” “He’s just wasting our time.” Tightening his fist, Lucian forced himself forward, his footsteps heavy with anxiety. Reaching the podium, he glanced at the imposing white crystal, its surface shimmering with an otherworldly glow. “Place your hand on the crystal,” the vice principal instructed. Lucian hesitated briefly before resting his hand against the cool surface of the crystal. The room fell silent, anticipation hanging thick in the air. Suddenly, the crystal erupted in a dazzling platinum light so bright it was blinding. Gasps echoed through the hall as a celestial-class phenomenon unfolded. The sound of heavenly trumpets filled the room, shaking the very ground beneath them. The heavens themselves seemed to part, and a radiant Roman cross-like gate opened in the sky above. From the portal descended two armies of celestial beings, one side composed of graceful angels, the other of fallen angels. The fallen angels were an intimidating sight. Dark knights clad ...

Author Note: I take a break from the story for the time being. I am getting ready for my WSA book entry and need to outline the next arcs, so I am sorry for the people waiting for new chapters. "The fallen, the near extinction, those who wish to die, the rich, those who have been loved by life, and those who have been chosen. Are you ready to leave everything you have behind? Are you, the ones chosen by the gods themselves, ready to write history?" "Are you, the reason for the creation of the line between life and death, ready to become holy beings? Are you ready to climb beside Zeus, Odin, Archangel Michael, Lucifer the Fallen Angel, Buddha and others? Are you ready to become a God?" "You've been chosen!" These words would be the words James would hear the most from the moment he entered the tower. Behind the strange events, special feelings and dozens of things lost, James would have only one thing on his mind: "I will break through the tower and meet Chaos himself."

In the heart of New Orleans, where the line between the sacred and the profane blurs, Detective Samuel Vance is drawn into a chilling investigation. A series of brutal murders, each more grotesque than the last, leads him to an ancient and secretive cult known as The Choir of Sins—a fanatical sect that believes in absolution through bloodshed. As Vance delves deeper, he begins to experience terrifying visions of the Archangel Gabriel, a celestial warrior whose messages are anything but comforting. Gabriel warns of an impending war, one that will tear through the veil of reality and plunge humanity into divine reckoning. But Vance’s doubts and sins make him a poor champion of heaven’s will. Enter Lilith, a seductive and cunning demon who offers Vance forbidden knowledge and power to fight the cult—at the cost of his soul. Torn between the wrathful justice of heaven and the whispered temptations of hell, Vance must navigate a path drenched in blood, deception, and sin. As the Choir’s rituals escalate and the city teeters on the brink of chaos, Vance races against time to uncover the truth. But in a world where angels and demons play their games through mortal hands, who can he truly trust? And how much of himself is he willing to sacrifice to end the Choir’s unholy hymn?

Many, many years ago, as many years ago as the number of stars in the sky, Heavenly Paradise was the scene of a terrible uprising. A group of warrior angels, lovers of justice and freedom, defied the tyranny of the powerful archangels by taking up arms against their oppressors. Expelled, the renegades were forced into exile and condemned to wander the world of men until Judgment Day. But here comes the time of the Apocalypse, the time of reckoning, the day of the awakening of the Most High. The only survivor of the purge, the leader of the renegades is invited by Lucifer, the Black Archangel, to join his legions in the battle of Armageddon, the final clash between Heaven and Hell, the war that will decide not only the fate of the world, but the future of the universe. From the ruins of Babylon to the splendor of the Roman Empire; from the vast plains of China to the icy castles of medieval England. The Battle of the Apocalypse is not only a journey through human history, but also a journey of knowledge, an exciting epic full of heroic struggles, magic, romance and suspense.

Synopsis When a mysterious crack opens in the sky, unleashing powerful monsters and catastrophic explosions, the world is thrown into chaos. The crack, known as the God's Seal, is holding back an ancient force called the Angel Born—beings so powerful that their release could end the world. Ace, a determined young man with the powers of the long-dead Dragon King, is thrust into a fight for survival when he is introduced to the Magus Corporation—a secretive organization dedicated to stopping the Angels' return. With the help of his friends—Lancelot, Kelly, Zang, Sheldon, and Troy—Ace begins his training to dismantle the Followers of Light, a dangerous cult working to weaken the God's Seal. But the mission soon takes a dark turn when Lancelot, the laid-back and enigmatic mentor, is captured by the Archangels after a reckless attack on the Heaven Realm. As their battles intensify, the group faces inner demons as well as external threats. Kelly, devastated by the apparent deaths of his friends, transforms into an anti-hero, abandoning his ideals and resorting to ruthless tactics to save the world. Troy struggles with the inner turmoil caused by the spirits of the Seven Deadly Sins that reside within him, making him a volatile but powerful ally. Meanwhile, Zang learns to control his explosive powers, Sheldon manipulates amalgamations to fight on his behalf, and Ace discovers the true potential of his Dragon King abilities. The world teeters on the brink of destruction as the God's Seal weakens, forcing the characters to face down divine enemies, political factions, and monsters from across realms. As tensions rise, Lancelot’s sacrifice becomes the ultimate test of loyalty and sacrifice. In a final war against the Angels, demons, and forces beyond their comprehension, the group is pushed to their limits. Ace and his friends must confront the true cost of heroism, and in the end, only one remains to restore the world—through self-sacrifice. As Ace uses his newfound powers to resurrect the planet, the characters learn that even in a world filled with gods and monsters, it is friendship, sacrifice, and redemption that will ultimately shape their fate.

Mythology and Legends were seen as nothing more than imagination by most of the people of Earth after the Age of Enlightenment, an attempt of the past humans to explain phenomenon they could not understand and though faiths existed, most have started to believe them to be nothing more than imagination. That however changed in 2023 when God and higher beings suddenly started to choose people from amongst the populace and gave them power to use, essentially turning them into superhumans and the fully cemented the fact that the Supernatural do indeed exist. The Earth has changed greatly with these chosen people becoming the most important people in the world due to their status and strength as some of them are even leaders of their own nations. The emergence of Gates and it's dangers however allowed the world to realise the reason as to why the higher beings have decided to bless them. The chosen fight them and are admired and the chosen people, called the Blessed, were a career that was sought after by many in the world as it gave fame and fortune. This is a world where myths and modernity collide. A/N: This book is inspired by "Blessed by the Night" by AnathaShesha as I liked the system with which the story was written, so there might be some similarities between the two stories. Cover art does not belong to me

In a world ruled by an indifferent God, Orion, a young man from the slums, struggles to survive amidst misery and chaos. But when God announces a new succession game to choose His replacement, the rules change, and the entire world plunges into utter turmoil. Visited in a dream by a shadowy figure offering him the power to challenge the heavens, Orion finds himself caught between destiny and despair. As the game unfolds, he must decide whether to become a pawn of the powerful or the architect of his own revolution. In a world without rules, where archangels choose champions and demons seek to break the balance, can Orion survive—and perhaps claim the divine throne for himself?

Field Agent Eleven is one of twelve elite operatives who don't exist on paper. With all traces of his former life erased, he devoted his life to the organization: The Hidden Eye. As an instrument of the shadowy hands who guide him, he secretly polices the world and sways its course. Field Agent Eleven is given a mission with world altering consequences, but little did he know, the mission would take him to a place he never expected.

It has been 8 years since the emergence of the "Gates" in the world. At first it was studied due to their strange appearance and the fact that they had some kind of timer on them was also a cause for them being studied. But when the timer hit zero various monsters appeared out of it destroying the places surrounding them and killing countless people. The military of all the world mobilised in order to combat them and protect their nations. But they soon found out that their weapons were ineffective against the monsters for some reason. Seeing this the people were thinking that all hope was lost when several figures from all around the world appeared and defeated the monsters. It was soon revealed that alongside the "Gates", "Doors" also appeared which after clearing, a person can get skills with which they will be able to fight against the monsters and destroy the "Gates." With the help of these special people which the world has dubbed as "Players" owing to their game like abilities, the world has managed to regain order as they destroy the Gates and protect the world. And the Players have become celebrities with Wealth, Fame and Power. Among them is Michael Wilson, an 18 year old boy from the country of India in the state of Kerala. He managed to get a Door for himself and gained a skill which was unique to say the least. Now armed with a skill of his own, he strives to reach the same heights as the other great Players in the world as he wishes to protect the world and starts his ascension in the world!