Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

Argh Significado

Realidad 0 (Ángel Álvarez).

Sinopsis: Una historia inspirada en el videojuego Fortnite, de la mano de un fiel jugador y seguidor del lore del videojuego. Realidad cero relata los hechos acontecidos durante el capítulo 4 hasta la temporada actual en el que se esté desarrollando la historia de Fortnite, desde la perspectiva de Venra; un joven huerfano mitad cuervo mitad humano criado por una inteligencia artificial llamada M.I.A, el cuál emprenderá un viaje en donde aprenderá más acerca sobre el pasado de la isla así como de sí mismo, pero sobre todo, el verdadero significado de ser un "Raven". Preguntas frecuentes: P: ¿Esta historia puede emplearse como una guía para entender de mejor manera el lore en la línea principal del juego? R: No, Realidad cero si bien utiliza elementos y sucesos vistos en el canon de Fortnite, la historia narrada es totalmente independiente a la misma, puesto que es mi forma de darle una narrativa al lore del juego. Por este motivo nada de esto debería considerarse como un hecho o una guía clara para seguir el lore, es solo mi visión de la historia. P: ¿Porque comenzar desde el Cap4? R: Elegí comenzar a partir de este punto ya que considero que fue en este capítulo donde la consistencia entre hechos de la historia era cada vez menos clara; a diferencia de temporadas anteriores, eso no significa que se omitan dichos acontecimientos, ya que serán de vital importancia para el desarrollo de la historia pero sobretodo de su protagonista. P: En la sinopsis se indica que se abarcarán hechos actuales según lo que suceda en el juego. ¿Cómo se llevará a cabo eso? R: La historia se irá desarrollando de acuerdo a los elementos que el juego otorgue, ya que el objetivo de esta historia es ver como el protagonista se va desenvolviendo según lo que vaya ocurriendo en el mundo del videojuego. P: ¿Cómo se dividirá la historia? R: De momento la idea es publicar pequeñas partes cada semana, de ahí la frecuencia con la que se publiquen dependerá de la recepción de la misma.
ELDESTRUCKTHOR · 1.1K Views

la leyenda de los creadores de universo

Antes del tiempo y la materia, cuando todo lo conocido no existía, habitaban los Creadores, seres eternos nacidos de una paradoja: fuerzas naturales que crearon su propia existencia. Dotados de poder infinito, ideas ilimitadas y una ausencia total de malicia, los Creadores dieron forma a lo que ahora entendemos como la realidad. Con una fuente infinita de materia y creatividad, comenzaron su obra titánica: la creación de infinitos universos. Cuando la materia se agotó, tomaron una decisión radical: concentrar todo en una esfera perfecta, más pequeña que un alfiler pero con una masa infinita. Este acto de perfección culminó en una explosión que dividió la existencia en trece universos primordiales, cada uno con su propia expansión y leyes, regidos por dioses designados por los Creadores. En su obra más ambiciosa, los Creadores forjaron las almas, entidades imperfectas con la capacidad de perfeccionarse a través de un ciclo interminable de vida, muerte y purificación. Aunque cargadas de emociones, las almas tienen el potencial de alcanzar la perfección mediante su reintegración al gran ciclo universal. Mientras las emociones se derraman como residuos imperfectos, las almas inconscientemente crean nuevos mundos, perpetuando la expansión del cosmos. Sin embargo, todo está destinado a un final: un colapso inevitable donde los trece universos convergerán, destruyendo toda la materia. De este fin surgirá nuevamente la nada, el hogar eterno de los Creadores, donde ellos continuarán su obra sin fin, un ciclo eterno de creación y destrucción que jamás se repetirá pero tampoco tendrá un desenlace definitivo. "La Leyenda de los Creadores" es una reflexión sobre el infinito, la perfección y la búsqueda constante de significado en un universo sin límites, donde cada imperfección y cada ciclo forman parte de un diseño mayor que trasciende el entendimiento humano.
TRH_ · 722 Views

She is Mr.Mo's beloved

Xi Corporations. "Hey, isn’t that Ms. Su Mei?" one of the women whispered. "Su Mei? That dumb heiress? I heard she embarrassed herself in front of everyone," another employee added. "It gets worse… she usually doesn’t even speak or respond to people. After that accident on her 19th birthday, her parents ended up in a coma, and her brother was jailed for being drunk when he drove that evening," another person commented. "People say she’s possessed, and thanks to her uncle, Xi Corporation still survives," someone else said. "I hope the company’s next heir can be Xi Yuan. She’s from the prestigious Premier League," a man chimed in. "Premier League? The one that only a handful of people from our country attended?" a woman asked. "Yes… her English name is… ah… Sera." Su Mei, who had just come to deliver the document her uncle needed, sat motionless, her heart numb to the cruel words being spoken around her. But one word caught her attention—Sera. Lifeless and distracted, she walked onto the road, only to be almost hit by a car. Hospital. ‘Su Mei...wake up…’ Su Mei heard a voice as she endlessly ran down a road with no end in sight. ‘Su Mei...enough...stop running away…,’ the voice spoke again, but Su Mei seemed confused and resistant. ‘Su Mei… wake up… you have a lot to do. The past seven years of torture are enough. You’ve lived long enough like a lifeless doll… please wake up. Please…,’ Su Mei’s eyes widened in shock. ............ A blurred man’s image appeared in front of her. She frowned as it seemed like a known face. “Se… Senior?” Her husky voice blurted out before thinking. ............ After an hour. Su Mei woke up again, this time looking calm and composed— She raised her head, sensing an undeniable presence in the room. The nation’s hero, Mo Hui. Su Mei gulped as she stared at him. “My car hit you. I’ll make the compensation accordingly,” Mo Hui spoke, making her turn back to look at him. “No, no… Mr. Mo, I wasn’t in my right mind while crossing the road,” she immediately replied with a smile on her face. Seeing her vibrant self, Fu Lei almost dropped the fruit bowl he was holding. 'What in the world? Is she really the lifeless doll people spoke about? No way. ..................... “I thought you called me Senior,” his voice broke through, shattering her morale. She felt like cursing her impatient mouth. No, she couldn’t afford to get exposed. She couldn’t dare to... her life, her parents' lives, and her brother's... sigh... she couldn’t. So... “I’m not sure what Mr. Mo is talking about,” she shamelessly lied. ......................... “I said I’m not sure what Mr. Mo is saying…!” She walked back as she saw the distance between her and the wall decreasing. The man in front of her didn’t have a single intention to stop this from happening but rather was pushing her to the wall. “He touched you…” Mo Hui spoke as his voice sounded like a demon god at the moment. Su Mei reached her limits. “Senior… you promised to help me in the act… also, he was yet to touch my hand before I quickly avoided him,” Su Mei wanted to cry. “Doesn’t matter… his hand touched your wrist,” his dangerous voice came through. “Okay, okay… how about you sanitize with your kiss?” Su Mei helplessly spoke. Mo Hui walked towards her, holding her hand, slightly rolling her sleeve as his lips touched her hand. “Argh… Ah Hui w… we a… are in pu…blic…” She barely spoke as she tried to control her moans. Join me to witness… the savage and demonic heroine and her little love with her senior. P.S: Cover is not mine.
Haru_o1 · 15.9K Views

The Karmic Comeback: Capture the Beast and Turn the Tides

After enduring three lifetimes of hardships and bloodshed, Bai Feiyin was promised with glitters and rainbows in her fourth life by none other than her contracted beast after it ascends. But before she could even achieve her goal, everything went down the drain as she decided not to fall victim into what...? A con-artist's trap?! "What a bull!" Thrown into a backward existence, she can only grit her teeth and pull a hankerchief in rage. Since she can't directly blame the gods, Bai Feiyin swear to get back with her so-called companion beast. "Argh! Y-you treacherous snake! I knew from the start that you couldn't be trusted! I should have roasted you when I saw you dying the first time we met, not signing that sham contract and work with you to ascend!" The anger in her system didn't subside. "You sent me back to my first life? For real? Wow, wow fantastic! What perfect shit!"  She specifically told him not in this life, that despicable man! "So you want to toy with me? Then be it! I will scour the mountains and hunt you down! I don't believe that I go back in time, you, my contracted beast won't go back as well," she uttered resolutely. Face beet red, burning in rage, she stared intently at the pigeon bloodstone inside her palms with a mark of a serpent's slitted eyes. "Those two other lives filled with war and bloodshed weren't lived in vain. Since you've sent me here, I will bury you along with those greedy pigs from the Bai Main Branch who owe me and my family four lifetimes' worth of debts!" Not long after she bemoaned, "Hmm, no hold on." Revealing a bit rather conflicted look, she tried to suppress her ire upon cooking up something like a shrewd mastermind. "On the second thought, just burying Hong with that regretfully good-looking face of his would be such a pity..." she pondered, but very soon snapped with glee. "Fine, it's a wrap! I will capture that little snake and work his ass like he did to me!" Bai Feiyin, looking like a greedy hyena, found her resolved with bright twinkling eyes that casted away the shadows under her swollen eyes. "Let's sell him off to some rich aunties and get lots of dowries!" *** This will include beastmen but in the form of spirit beasts. There's a hint of cultivation but just subtle that's why I didn't add it as a tag. Please support me thank you!
Cloneheart · 38K Views

lyra Everdawn: la sombra del crepúsculo

"Lyra Everdawn: Las Sombras del Crepúsculo" En un mundo donde la magia es la esencia de todo lo que existe, la princesa Lyra Everdawn vive atrapada en el vacío de su propia indiferencia. Renacida en un reino gobernado por la magia, el combate y la política, Lyra se ha desconectado por completo de lo que otros consideran las razones de la vida: el amor, el poder, el honor. Para ella, todo es una ilusión pasajera, una trama que, aunque jugada por muchos, carece de significado. Con su belleza helada, su alma vacía y sus ojos de azul cristalino, Lyra observa el mundo desde la distancia, sin esperanza ni deseo. El matrimonio arreglado con el príncipe Kaelen Draelthorn, un acuerdo entre reinos, no es más que otro juego de poder en el que no tiene interés, pero al que está obligada a participar. Sin embargo, todo toma un giro inesperado cuando Alex Albión, un misterioso estudiante recién llegado a la Academia de Magia de Everdawn, entra en la vida de Lyra. Con una actitud despectiva y un aire de diversión insostenible, Alex se comporta como si todo esto no fuera más que un juego de citas, casi como si estuviera jugando un otome, un romance ficticio de su propia invención. No le importa el caos de la corte ni las expectativas que pesan sobre Lyra, pero su presencia intrigante empieza a desatar una serie de eventos que alteran la frágil indiferencia de la princesa. Alex, con su desdén hacia las normas del mundo y su constante sonrisa juguetona, parece estar perfectamente consciente de algo que Lyra no puede comprender: el destino de ambos podría estar entrelazado de una manera que desafía las leyes de la realidad. ¿Es posible que Alex Albión sea también una reencarnación, atrapado en este ciclo eterno junto a Lyra? Si es así, ¿qué busca realmente, y por qué juega con las emociones de todos a su alrededor como si fuera un simple entretenimiento? A medida que Lyra y Alex se cruzan en el terreno de la magia y la política, se revelan secretos ocultos, y otros estudiantes misteriosos, igualmente fascinados por Lyra, comienzan a emerger. Estos estudiantes, algunos con habilidades únicas y otros con un amor casi devocional por la princesa, la ven no solo como una figura de poder, sino como una diosa a quien adorar. ¿Será que los seguidores de Lyra, atrapados en sus propias ilusiones, buscan algo más allá de la magia o el deber? ¿O quizás están buscando una verdad más profunda que ni siquiera ellos comprenden? "Lyra Everdawn: Las Sombras del Crepúsculo" es una historia de misterio y nihilismo, donde el amor es solo una farsa, la magia es un medio vacío, y el destino parece solo un juego sin fin. Con Alex Albión y otros misteriosos personajes que parecen saber más de lo que dicen, Lyra deberá enfrentar no solo las expectativas de su reino, sino los secretos oscuros de su propia existencia. ¿Serán estos estudiantes como ella, reencarnaciones atrapadas en una trama infinita? ¿Y será posible que incluso en la indiferencia y el vacío, puedan encontrar algo que desafíe el fin de todo?
Elena47Ofzt · 530 Views

Stalker Fantasma - Saga Fantasma

(Versão em Português) A história mistura fantasia e realidade, sendo destinada a maiores de 16 anos e contendo conteúdos sensíveis para alguns. Há terror e temas delicados que a narrativa aborda. A trama fala sobre uma família com segredos ocultos e um adolescente chamado Pablo, que acaba tendo que lidar com um perseguidor. Esse perseguidor levará Pablo a entender melhor os segredos de sua família. É uma história que aborda espiritualidade, ensinando que todos somos espíritos e que o maior valor da vida está no amor e na capacidade de entender o outro. O texto enfatiza fortemente a necessidade de respeitar e amar todas as pessoas, independentemente de sua orientação sexual ou identidade de gênero. O preconceito e a discriminação são vistos como atitudes primitivas e de atraso espiritual. Inclusive, é mencionado que alguns médiuns homossexuais podem ter mais facilidade em se conectar com espíritos elevados devido à sua sensibilidade e afabilidade. O livro aborda a diversidade de gêneros e orientações sexuais, não se limitando apenas ao padrão heterossexual. Explica que a sexualidade de uma pessoa não define sua espiritualidade ou caráter, pois pessoas LGBTQIA+ também podem ser amorosas, virtuosas e evoluídas espiritualmente. Uma das explicações oferecidas é que a homossexualidade pode ser uma expressão da sexualidade de alguém que reencarna em um corpo diferente do seu gênero anterior. Isso não significa que a pessoa seja "inferior" ou "pecadora", apenas representa a diversidade da experiência humana. Uma importante colocação é que a sexualidade não define a saúde espiritual de alguém. Vícios, ódio, orgulho e arrogância são vistos como muito mais prejudiciais do que a homossexualidade ou bissexualidade. Também é ressaltado que pais devem amar e aceitar seus filhos LGBTQIA+ da mesma forma que os filhos heterossexuais, pois todos são iguais perante Deus. Pedro Henrique escreve este livro para mostrar a importância de vencer as barreiras dos preconceitos e ideologias impostas pela sociedade. O amor é a mais pura essência da felicidade; nem o tempo nem a distância podem quebrar o verdadeiro significado do amor. O livro ressalta o quanto é importante aceitar o próximo da maneira como ele se sente melhor, ensina a perdoar e mostra que cada pessoa tem seu próprio ponto de vista na vida. No entanto, é essencial ter respeito. Este livro é dedicado aos mistérios entre a vida e a morte, pois muitas vezes esquecemos que um dia nascemos e que um dia iremos partir deste plano. Eu lhe faço uma pergunta: se você tivesse a chance de nascer várias vezes para consertar um erro, você o consertaria?
pedro_henrique_6919 · 1.5K Views

O Fadigo Romancista

Existe todo tipo de pessoa, onde quer que esteja, mas será que todos são iguais, ou não? Seriam, por tanto de livre-arbítrio, ou não? Seriam todos apenas corpos de matéria? Ou seriam como as historias escritas a mão dos cegos; Ou as palavras de romance dos mudos; Ou até, os sonhos dos falidos; Ou a dos fadados a perda, quem sabe? Talvez, o Talvez seja bem mais definido, condicionado a certeza, que o sim, ou mais que o não. A questão tão cansativa, de se questionar quanto está? "o que é a vida?" O que é? E qual seria o seu significado, ou seu proposito? Por caso você saberia? Eu não sei, confesso, eu sendo leitor, será que o autor sabe? Será que esse não é outro louco, ou um Burro certo, ou um esperto errado? Confesso que eu, o leitor não entendo com mui' eloquência, mas o que sei, será que sei? E o que você sabe realmente sabes? Ou tudo que vivemos é um paradoxo, ou até um equivoco sonho? Ou seria até um breve cochilo? Ou até uma pausa naquelas quintas de tardes bem tendenciosas, onde o dia se silencia por um certo, e breve momento, será? Será? Será? O que será? E o que seria? E finalmente pra que será? De certo qual o sentido de tantos serás? Qual seria o porquê? E por que disso? Alguém que sabe e poderia me esclarecer? Ou talvez, seja tão fadigo assim? Reconheço que são tantos de tantos, Dos porquês; Dos talvez; Até dos será. São tantos, mas sem nenhuma resposta. E a que possuí, porventura algo, ou é vaga, ou simplória. Mas nesse breve, tic-tac; que soa como melodia, percebo que pareço até ser um romancista. Escrito por: V.J. 21:34, do dia dezessete, de outubro, de 2024.
DaoistLRdCXL · 1K Views

Extra: Veil of the Unwritten Worlds

Betwixt virtue and vice, the line is but a thread, where madness oft doth walk in shadows cast by reason. ========== -I won! I closed my eyes and held on to the small victory that I had. My vision blurred, and strength seeped out from my body. Slowly, but surely life seemed to ebb out, leaving me motionless. Suddenly I felt a golden light shimmering from outside. I tried opening my eyes, the hue seemed to sense this becoming even brighter. A warmth surrounded my whole body and took me in its soothing embrace. I felt at peace, a feeling that I never experienced. Suddenly this feeling disappeared. -Ding! Who is ringing the bell in this place? Lethargically, I opened my eyes to scan my surroundings, only to find myself unfamiliar surroundings. I moved my eyes throughout the room, and soon a mirror gained my attention, behind it was a young man, with pale skin and dark circles under his eyes. -Ding! A screen appeared in front of me. Confusion filled my mind with endless questions. It turned out, that I was transmigrated in the novel "Legends of Thaloria " not as the main character, neither a side-character nor as an over-bearing villain but as an Extra that is not even mentioned in it. -Argh!! Fate being a wretched b***h, played against me. But hey with my knowledge of novel, I can have an easy life right??.... Until I remembered the ending of the novel The world is destined for Doom!!.... Soon I came to realize that the novel and the world I had transmigrated to were not be similar as I thought. ========== *Disclaimer: Message to Passengers(Readers) to please place their seatbelts because our journey will face various cliffhanger storms, Rain of Emotions, and Scorching hardships. The safety of the readers cannot be guaranteed coz you are in for a ride Yours Trusted, Withered. =========== #Warning : Please read the *Read before reading novel* in synopsis. [The cover BG is taken from Pinterest and I do not own it. So if you find similar somewhere, don't t sue me]
Withered_Eight · 55.3K Views

A Serendipitous Encounter

Fhaye, an anti-romantic, visited a very weird and mysterious art museum wherein she found a hidden door behind on of the paintings.. while walking inside she saw quite a weird looking mirror which glows and reflects blue light all over the room. she leaned in trying to look at the mirror when strong and heavy winds started to swirl around her and through the mirror shaped into a circle. Fhaye finds herself getting pulled by the mirror she tried her best to walk away but the force was too heavy for her, she was nearly sucked by the mirror, she did everything she could, she gave her full strength to fight but it's useless, she gripped on the walls but also useless. she was tired she couldn't fight it anymore. she ended up getting pulled inside and hit her head on a tree so she falls asleep. "argh" she groaned from the pain in her head "where on earth—" she was mesmerized, the place was beautiful and outstanding, the breeze felt nice and smelled like roses, the place also has a different atmosphere it didn't felt normal but instead magical. There aren't many buildings or houses nearby it's pure nature she felt relaxed at the sight. Not to mention the butterflies that are glowing along with the flowers. she tried to stand up so she could look for people to ask where she is but she couldn't "ahhhh!" she nearly screamed from the pain, it looks like she sprained her ankle from the fall earlier. she got a little nervous when she felt a presence behind her "are you okay miss?" a voice of a guy with a british like accent. Disclaimer: The cover doesn't belong to me, I only edited it; cttro.
StellarNyx · 3.5K Views

Waitress in the day, Vampire at night

*Excerpt* "Argh..." Ellie forced herself to stop moving, and she pushed the man dragging her away by her arm with all the strenght she could muster. "Aren't you listening to me? He's only a child. Please." she pleaded. The man was as solid as a concrete wall, and although he barely moved a step away despite the force she used in pushing him, her actions seemed to have made him stop dragging her. Or maybe not. Because the next second, she heard the sound of the sole of a shoe hit the ground, then another, and another... Turning around in apprehension, she realized the painter had finally turned from his painting and was walking toward her. Her bones froze instantly. His face... She had no words to describe how beautiful he was, even though his skin was almost white. His dark brown hair fell over his forehead, almost covering his dangerously cold dark grey eyes. His steps were slow and majestic, making him look like a top ranked demon walking out of hell with just one agenda — to end her miserable life. He reeked of bloodlust, and the aura around him radiated death and destruction. The hairs on her skin stood up in reaction to the threat approaching her, and knowing she couldn't outrun him, she fell on her knees. "P-please, I-im s-sorry for disturbing you a-and pushing him. My brother is only a child. He's sick and I'm the only one he has. If you must imprison me, then I beg you to at least take him to an orphanage." Ellie pleaded, stuttering for the first time in her life, her eyes fixed on the floor. A moment later, she felt a cold finger touch her chin, pushing her head. When that was done, he took off her mask, exposing her face. Ellie's heart was beating wildly by this time. There was no trace of warmth, neither did any emotion register on his face upon seeing her complete facial features. It was just plain, cold, blankness. "You are in no position to make demands." His lips finally moved, and the words that came out of his mouth crushed Ellie's heart. "It's not a demand. Just a request. I don't want him to die." She persisted. "What makes you think I would grant such a request?" "Because it's the right thing to do." Ellie gave the obvious answer, but his face twisted like she just spit poison at him. "Do I look like someone who gives a fuck about doing the right thing?" "No!" Ellie answered truthfully. "I'm sorry. I made a mistake. Saving my brother is not the right thing. It is the wrong thing. In fact, I can assure you it is the wrongest thing to do." She made a quick U-turn, and the painter's brows flew up in surprise for just a second, before his next order jumped out of his mouth. "Take her away." *** Life dealt Ellie Sander a cruel blow when her parents suddenly died in a car crash, leaving her to cater for her five year old anaemic brother, whose ability to walk was affected by the same crash. With no money, no stable job, and no help coming from anywhere, she was forced to take advantage of the insecurity in their town to fend for herself and her brother. Being a waitress in the day and a fake Vampire at night, she raised enough money and all went well until one night when she met with the real vampire, and her freedom was taken away.
Veekee_Lee · 127.2K Views
Related Topics
More