Radiant Manfra

Meet pimento, a young and vivacious girl with a captivating crush on the enigmatic Mayor May, “M-M” a stunning and powerful woman renowned for her beauty and wealth. Mayor May, still reeling from the devastating breakup with her ex-girlfriend and the tragic loss of two past loves, had resigned herself to a life of solitude, shielding her heart from future pain. But fate has other plans. Pimento’s innocent charm and radiant spirit unexpectedly disrupt Mayor May's carefully constructed defenses, sparking a tantalizing possibility: will May ever open herself up to love again, or will the ghosts of her past prove too great to overcome?"

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.

In the depths of the Abyss, where the screams of the damned wove a twisted symphony, a lone figure knelt in the black sand. His silver chains gleamed under the pale light of a shattered moon. His name was Kael Draven, once a noble warrior of the Radiant Order, now a forsaken exile, branded as a traitor, and cursed by the gods themselves. Betrayed by those he had sworn to protect, Kael had been thrown into the Abyss as a sacrifice, left to perish among the demons. Yet, he had survived. The abyss had not broken him; it had reforged him. And now, he would return—not as a hero, but as something far worse.

⭐[The NPC's Survival Guide]⭐ "An NPC who refuses to follow the script." –Noah was just a normal salaryman, spending his nights grinding in his favorite RPG, "Fate of the Radiant Maiden." But when he dozes off mid-game, he wakes up in its world—as a nameless NPC guard. Trapped in a role where he can’t even move or speak freely, Noah refuses to accept his fate. With nothing but his game knowledge and sheer determination, he must break free from his scripted existence… or be forever forgotten as a background character. But when fate throws him into the depths of the monster-infested Great Kali Forest, he realizes something terrifying—he isn't just an NPC. And the dragons who rule this world have noticed. Survival is no longer an option. If he wants to live, he must become more than what this world intended. ✨ [Add to your collection and follow Noah’s journey!] ⚡releasing multiple chapters on my free days ❄️Daily chapters - 2 chapters a day ⚡9:00PM—> ET ⚡9:00AM—> ET

Ni Yang, una empresaria moderna, renace en su decimoséptimo año. Estamos en el año 1983. En una era que favorece a los varones sobre las mujeres, Ni Yang revisa su trágico destino de su vida anterior, se enfrenta en el centro comercial y supera los obstáculos más desafiantes, logrando éxito paso a paso - un progreso radiante. Observa cómo Ni Yang, con sus pequeñas pero capaces manos, revierte su destino de ser una chica rural ordinaria a convertirse en la mujer más rica de su tiempo. Sin embargo, en el proceso de construir su riqueza, Ni Yang atrae inadvertidamente la atención de un magnate misterioso. Así, el magnate reservado y misterioso a ojos de los demás se transforma en un esposo devoto, convirtiéndose en un auténtico 'esclavo de su esposa'. A partir de entonces, 'la esposa es el Cielo', 'servir a la esposa es el deber'. Esta historia también es conocida como "Los Años en que la Protagonista Conquistó".

Being his mistress for five years, she never received a hint of genuine affection from him. Finally,when she was about to become a tool of arranged marriage, she left him without hesitation, "Let's end this, I'm tired." But when he saw her hand in hand with her carefully chosen new fiance, he suddenly was overwhelmed with regret. He tightly grasped her wrist with red eyes, his voice hoarse, his tone stubborn: "...You can't marry him, you can't engage with him! love me once more." She brushed away his hand, her smile radiant: "Mister, your fiancée is Miss Su." She once loved him humbly, begging for a little of his attention. But now, she is the one he chases.

In her past life, Si Huang was controlled and manipulated by her family. She was hailed as the best leading actor of her generation, yet she met a tragic end. Unexpected circumstances granted her a rebirth. She could start all over again—with the bonus of a peculiar inheritance. ‘This is my chance!’ Si Huang thought, stroking her chin. ‘This time, I will have my revenge. An eye for an eye.’ * She reclaimed her throne in the entertainment industry, becoming the number one prince charming in the eyes of women by day, and she wielded a dark power—being a vicious mastermind behind the scenes by night. One word and the stock market was under her control. She was the mysterious angel of fortune among businessmen. One fist was enough to bring her enemies to their knees. She was a tiny conqueror among an army of men. Mm… And she was the object of a certain someone’s affection. However, one day, the world rose into an uproar—this prince charming was a woman! * Amidst the swarm of lascivious men, a certain man smirked. ‘I’ve been guarding my wife for a very long time. Who would dare steal her?’ “Sir, Mr. Li has invited Young Master Si to dinner.” “Shut down his family’s hotel.” “Sir, Young Master Si had a fight with the Wang Family's heir.” “Send a message to the surgeon. Ensure that he gives the patient the ‘special treatment'.” “Huh? But Young Master Si is alright.” “I was referring to the Wang Family’s son.” “...” * Many years later, their little bundle of joy pointed at the television screen, which was showcasing The Nation’s Most Desirable Men and Women. The little one stared at the man beside him, looking very confused. “What’s wrong, little one?” the man asked, radiant with fatherly gentleness. The little one pointed at the television hesitantly, going back and forth multiple times before finally asking, “Are you my daddy or mommy?” The man’s face darkened instantly. “I’m your father, of course!” “But they say that my daddy is the real prince charming, and prince charming married you!” The little one explained with a serious look on his face. The man was speechless.

Who in this world can escape death? No matter how unparalleled your beauty, how radiant you shine above all, in the end, you become but a skeleton. Even if you are a generation's pride, sitting on vast lands, in the end, you will also turn into a scoop of yellow earth. However, the legend of eternal life has always persisted in the world. The elderly have passed down that beyond the human world, there exists a vast place known as the World of Longevity...

In the vast world known as Boundless Spirit, at the very heart of the land, lies the Jade Heaven Continent, the most spiritually abundant and central hub of cultivation. Yet, amidst this flourishing civilization of cultivators, competition, strife, and warfare run rampant. The Sacred Land of the Immortal Stream, one of the greatest holy grounds, stands at the southernmost end of the Jade Heaven Continent. This place, brimming with dense spiritual energy, serves as a gathering ground for countless formidable experts. Han Ming, an outwardly unremarkable young man, conceals a past shrouded in mystery. In his previous life, he was a scientist who was falsely accused and met an unjust end. However, fate granted him a new beginning in this world of cultivation, bringing along the memories of his past life. He was also born with the Sacred Radiant Body, a physique of divine caliber. By all rights, his family should have cherished and nurtured him. But reality was cruel... He was raised solely as a vessel for the ancestral spirit of his family. Upon uncovering the grim fate that awaited him, Han Ming meticulously devised a plan to escape, faking his own death to sever all ties with his clan and embark on a new life alone. With intelligence, resourcefulness, and unwavering determination, he managed to enter the Sacred Land of the Immortal Stream. Though he started from the lowest rank, his unparalleled talent and profound comprehension allowed him to steadily climb the ranks. Eventually, he earned recognition as a true disciple and was accepted into the Pure Radiance Peak. But tragedy struck... During an expedition in search of the legacy of a Great Emperor, the disciples of Pure Radiance Peak were utterly annihilated. Both the senior disciples and the former peak lord perished, leaving Han Ming who had been in seclusion as the sole survivor. As a result, at just seventeen years old, he was forced to take on the mantle of the Peak Master of Pure Radiance. With his path fraught with enemies and relentless challenges, just as he turned eighteen, a mysterious system that had lain dormant within him finally awakened... [Ultimate Master System has automatically bound to the host.] ……………. In this world, the cultivation system is divided into thirteen major realms: Qi Control, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Formation, Body Integration, Nirvana, Heavenly Cavern, Saint, Saint King, Saint Emperor, Half-Emperor, and Great Emperor. Each major realm is further divided into nine sub-stages.

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm

Shanane, a radiant 23-year-old woman, was born in the village of Kubeyra. After the death of her mother, she was raised by her loving grandmother, who, upon Shanane turning 18, sent her away to another state with strict instructions never to return. Obeying her grandmother's wishes, Shanane stayed away, leaving behind her roots and the mysteries of her birthplace. However, a tragic turn of events forces her to return to her homeland of Britt. There, she unearths secrets buried deep in the shadow, truths she wishes she had never uncovered. Amidst her journey, she encounters a powerful and feared demon, a creature intent on bending her to its will. As she struggles against its dark influence, Shanane must find the strength to face her destiny and protect her soul from the forces threatening to consume it. Otherwise she will be lost in darkness forever.

When five friends embark on a seemingly ordinary camping trip deep in the secluded woods of Buckingham, London, they expect nothing more than a weekend of adventure and friendly competition. To pass the time, they create a tournament filled with various camp activities. But as the competition heats up, their adventure takes a mystical turn when one of them stumbles upon a mysterious creature—a bird siren with feathers as radiant as the dawn. Their discovery leads them to the hidden City of Dragonia, a realm where magic flows like water and ancient secrets lie beneath every stone. Drawn into this enigmatic world, they find themselves standing before the grand gates of the Dragonia School of Magic. With no other choice, they register for the entrance exams, hoping to blend in while figuring out their next steps. Within the school's towering spires and enchanted halls, each friend discovers their unique powers and abilities. They delve into magical studies, unearth the school's mysteries, and learn of the city's complex history. Kidd, the story’s protagonist, soon realizes his journey is far from ordinary. As he digs deeper into Dragonia's history, he unravels shocking truths about his father and his family lineage. His curiosity is piqued by tales of legendary heroes and ancient dragon spirits, and he begins to awaken the dormant dragon powers within him. Each adventure brings him closer to his father's legacy, revealing more of the dragon spirits that lie within. Guiding them through their trials are Felix and Natalie, seasoned mentors whose wisdom and strength echo the mentorship of Lord Adrain. Felix, a master of illusion magic, teaches them discipline and strategy, while Natalie, who uses archery magic nurtures their latent powers. Their training is grueling yet enlightening, pushing Kidd and his friends to their limits and beyond. Throughout their journey, Kidd encounters powerful enemies and undertakes dangerous missions that test his courage and resolve. These adventures introduce him to a host of captivating girls, both within the school and beyond. His bravery and sense of justice win their hearts, creating a harem dynamic that adds layers of romance and complexity to his story. Despite the attention, Kidd's heart remains true to Anna, whose quiet strength and loyalty eventually draw out his deepest feelings. However, not all is well in Dragonia. As Kidd's power grows, so does the shadow looming over the city. King Fjord, the ruler of Dragonia, is revealed to be a cruel and tyrannical leader whose greed and hunger for power threaten to destroy the delicate balance of their world. Even Fjord's own son, Jean, sees the corruption and betrayal within his father's reign. Though Jean believes he is the rightful leader, his ambitions turn dark, leading him down a dangerous path. Kidd's final challenge is a battle not only for his own legacy but for the soul of Dragonia. Standing against King Fjord and Jean, Kidd is forced to confront the deepest truths about his family, his powers, and his destiny. The battle is fierce, with dragon spirits clashing and magic shattering the skies. Ultimately, Jean betrays his father, hoping to claim the throne himself. But his ambition blinds him, and he underestimates Kidd’s newfound strength. With the combined support of his friends, his mentors, and the powerful girls who have become his allies, Kidd triumphs. He defeats both Fjord and Jean, proving himself as the true protector of Dragonia. As the new Mage King, Kidd ushers in an era of peace and prosperity, honoring his father's legacy and forging a path to a brighter future.

Once, they reigned supreme over the Lunaris Kingdom: Nyara Goddess of Night, Kail God of Night, and their daughter, Iyla, the Child of Night. But two centuries ago, the cruel hand of humanity struck them down, shattering their celestial reign. Betrayal led to their demise, their divine essence scattered across Earth. Now, reborn and unaware, they live mortal lives, their memories lost to the ages. Nyara, a 24-year-old woman on Earth, bears a striking birthmark that mimics the night sky across her back and arms. This causes her to feel alienated from her family and the world, she always covers it up. A nagging sense of incompleteness haunts her, a void where a past life should be. Kail, now 25, carries a strange birthmark from his chest down his arm, a faint echo of his godly past. He walks a lonely path, disconnected from those around him, feeling a profound sense of loss, as if something vital has been stolen from him. In a secluded forest, a 5-year-old girl named Iyla was discovered as a baby in forest, abandoned and marked with radiant patterns from her shoulders to her arms. She resides in an orphanage, forever overlooked for adoption due to her unusual markings.

Nyma Ravengale has always been the golden daughter of Alpha Cedric—cherished, protected, and destined for a future as radiant as the moon itself. But during the Luna Ceremony, a sacred rite meant to honour her ascension into adulthood, reveals a truth that defies the pack’s ancient laws, Nyma’s world slowly fractures. She is pregnant. And the child growing inside her is no product of a fated bond. The revelation ignites a storm of shame and fury Her mate, Lycan Prince Adrian, denounces her before the pack, refusing to claim a child he insists cannot be his. Whispers of betrayal spread like wildfire, poisoning the very air she breathes. Then comes her father’s decree—an ultimatum as cold as the northern winds. Kill the bastard child and reclaim her place in the pack… or be cast out as a rogue, stripped of her title, her home, her name. But Nyma’s heart rebels. The child—conceived in a single, forbidden night of passion with a mysterious outsider—is more than a mistake. It is her defiance. Her last act of freedom. To destroy it would be to surrender her soul to the pack’s cold judgment. To keep it would mean facing the wilderness alone, hunted by those who once called her family. Now, as the pack gathers outside, their voices rising in a merciless chant, Nyma stands at the crossroads of fate. Tonight, she is no longer the golden daughter, the cherished Luna. Tonight, her pack buries her. Tonight, she dies in their eyes. But the moon does not mourn. It has always feasted on dead things. And what the moon devours, it resurrects. As the wind howls through the night, carrying their chants like a funeral hymn, one truth remains unshaken: She will rise. Not as the woman they loved—soft-handed, honey-voiced, stitching their wounds with moonlight. No. The moon spits back what it can’t digest. Not as the Luna they cherished… Not as the woman they swore to protect… Their Luna’s dead tonight. The one that'll claw out of the grave with teeth made of their regrets, hair braided from the nooses they hung their lies on. Her eyes? Two black holes where the moon stuffed secrets. She’ll smell the blood they swore never spill, trace the betrayal they etched into the bark of the sacred oak. And when she opens her mouth to take oath? It won’t be a dirge. It’ll be a reckoning, sharp enough to split the night open. They’ll beg for the silence of her death. But the moon’s still hungry. And dead girls don’t stay dead. They stay angry!

The MC is Overpowered!! And So Broken!! Leon was just grinding for loot like any other player—until a rare quest dumped him in front of the Goddess of Sloth. She was breathtaking—ethereal, radiant, a vision of divine perfection… if only she looked like she actually cared. With a half-lidded gaze, she let out a soft yawn before murmuring, "Mmm… I guess you’ll do." Boom. Overpowered blessing unlocked. Suddenly, Leon's rocking the Legendary Blacksmith Class, forging weapons so absurdly powerful that even the game devs are side-eyeing him. His stats refuse to stop climbing. His skills break every limit. Before he knows it, he’s leading a squad of insanely strong (and suspiciously attractive) allies. Oh, and he somehow accidentally founded a Kingdom. As one does. Even in real life, things spiral—wealth, fame, and an alarming number of people begging for crafting commissions. But as the chaos piles up, one question keeps nagging at him: Why does this “game” feel a little too real? ◇◆◇ Discord Server: tinyurl.com/galanteodiscord ◇◆◇ Additional Tags: - Harem and Romance - No Yuri No NTR! - Blacksmith - Kingdom Building - Spirit Beast Contract - Real World Impact - Wealth and Fame - Seven Sins

One day, a colossal arch blotted out the sun, and from it descended a towering, radiant figure—too perfect to be human. At first glance, he seemed naked, but his form was so otherworldly that it defied human concepts. He stood suspended in mid-air, his voice echoed across the planet: "Earthlings, you have been chosen to grace the Esteemed Ones as new participants in the Dimensional War." The world was stunned. War? What war? Confusion and panic swept the globe as people struggled to comprehend the announcement. But before anyone could react, the figure vanished, leaving behind a sky filled with swirling portals and a sense of impending chaos, and serum that would change earth to the core. Enter Nemo, an ordinary 14 years old nobody. In an age where Earth has become an unwitting battleground in a war spanning dimensions, Nemo finds himself drawn into the fray, facing off against fellow humans, alien sentient beings, and monstrous creatures beyond imagination.

In a world where the Light rules with divine authority, darkness is feared and despised. The Radiant Order, a powerful faction of holy warriors, claims that only those who fight in the light can be called heroes. But Valen—a warrior once destined to join their ranks—sees the truth beneath their shining facade. The Order does not eliminate darkness; it only casts longer shadows. Valen, betrayed and branded a heretic, chooses exile over blind obedience. Clad in a tattered cloak, he disappears into the depths of the forsaken lands, where creatures of nightmare roam. But instead of losing himself to the abyss, he learns to wield it. He becomes something neither light nor dark—a blade in the twilight, fighting fire with fire. Armed with forbidden knowledge and the humblest dream—to protect those abandoned by the light—Valen takes his war to the shadows. He strikes from the darkness, breaking the chains of the oppressed, challenging the Order’s rule, and proving that heroism is not about where one stands, but what one fights for. But the deeper he treads into the abyss, the thinner the line between savior and monster becomes. Can he fight the dark without becoming it? And when the time comes, will the world accept a hero who never stood in the light?

A comet soared through the vast, empty expanse of the universe, its light the only beacon in the endless, dark void. It traveled silently, its radiant glow a promise of change for the one it would choose. As it cut through the cosmic darkness, it sought a destination—an individual whose life would be forever transformed. With each passing moment, it grew closer to its fate, knowing that wherever it landed, the person it touched would be granted new hope, untold power, and a future full of possibilities. This comet would not simply pass by—it would ignite a new beginning, brightening the path for the one destined to receive its gift.

One thousand years after his death, Leander, the fabled Hero of Peace, is resurrected by Melaine, the Lich Queen of the Undead Kingdom. Restored to life for a singular, harrowing purpose, he must confront the Demon King in the frozen north and the Goddess in the radiant east. Only by defeating them can he end the relentless millennium-long conflict that has ravaged the continent, leaving nothing but death and devastation in its wake.

(Mature Content) "He's a monster.... a real menace of our world" In the grand Wisteria Kingdom, Prince Ryan stands as an outcast, a royal burden shrouded in the hatred of his people. He navigates a world where every gaze is laced with disgust and every word is a reminder of his unworthiness. Attempting to escape the confines of his reality, Ryan crosses paths with Jihoon, the prince of Alyssum—a radiant force who shatters his world and rebuilds it in ways he never imagined. In a world ruled by hierarchy and primal instincts, their bond is anything but simple. As their fates intertwine, Ryan is drawn into an unfamiliar whirlwind of emotions: yearning, jealousy, and the aching desire to belong. "We need to stop this. If we don't, the prophecy that has haunted our kingdom for generations..... I fear it could become reality-.....the destruction our ancestors feared most." As Ryan struggles with these strange emotions, which are blooming inside of him for Jihoon, an old evil rises-the legend of the long-feared Alphas, that which evokes hatred by the very people he's fighting. Hints of the past begin to become more defined and threaten to become reality. What will Ryan do as he learns that the true battle is not against his people, but the existence of himself: that which is destined to be the world's overthrow? . . . . . "He was destiny, my power. I wasn’t born for this world but only for him. He was my power and death. So I shall be only for him." -Smut -Omegaverse -Royal family -Kingdoms -Modern royal family Every 2 days after the next chapter will be uploaded.

Feodora Cicer, a dark vessel, is caught up in a missing person investigation centering around the capital known as The Radiant City. Accused of being the culprit, Feodora investigates to find the true culprit for the sake of her freedom. There will be 6 heroines to choose from at the start and more availiable as routes finish.

In a world brimming with life and progress, yet shrouded in mystery and hidden truths, continents intertwine, kingdoms clash, and the Nine Ancient Sects wage an unending struggle. Amidst this turmoil lies the outskirts of Athenos, a city known as the ‘City of Happiness,’ where people from all over the world gather—seeking prosperity… or fleeing from their pasts. But beneath its radiant glow, darkness and oppression creep in, suffocating the souls longing for freedom. A young boy stood still, gazing at the horizon with eyes burdened by sorrow, before whispering: "I want to leave this world..." Beside him, a man of imposing presence turned to him, his voice calm yet piercing: "And why is that?" The boy hesitated for a moment before letting out a bitter laugh, averting his gaze. "Can't you see? Do I look like someone who belongs in this world? Do I seem like someone who wants to live?" The old man smirked—not out of pity, but something else… something the boy couldn’t quite grasp. Then, in a tone filled with certainty, he said: "Don’t say something so dull… Instead, come with me. I’ll show you what this world truly is." The boy eyed him warily, hesitating for a moment before asking: "Who are you?" The old man turned slightly, as if the answer held little importance, then replied with a teasing tone: "Me? Just an old man… My name is Rikudo, but they call me the Ruler of Paths." He paused, then looked back at the boy, his eyes gleaming with intrigue. "And what is your name, boy?" The boy clenched his fist as if confronting himself for the first time, before answering in a quiet yet profound voice: "My name… is Ashura." The old man raised an eyebrow, as if he had just heard something interesting. The boy then spoke again, this time with unwavering resolve: "Ashura Tekah." ---

The sky wept in crimson. A deep, unnatural red bled across the heavens, drowning Velmoria’s golden sunrise in an eerie, suffocating glow. The air was thick with an unshakable stillness, as if the world itself held its breath. Crowds gathered in the city streets, heads tilted upward in fearful awe at the sight of the blood-red eclipse—a celestial event unseen in Velmoria’s long history. In the heart of the empire, within the grand halls of the Imperial Palace, the echoes of a woman’s anguished cries shattered the silence. The Empress was in labor. Nobles and servants alike stood frozen in the corridors, their hands clenched in prayer, their faces pale with worry. For hours, her screams had filled the palace, each one weaker than the last. The royal physicians worked desperately, but the Empress—Velmoria’s radiant star, beloved by all—was fading. And then, silence. The heavy stillness that followed was more terrifying than her screams. A single cry pierced the air—the wail of a newborn. The moment the child took his first breath, the doors to the birthing chamber burst open, and a cloaked figure stumbled forward—an old seer, his eyes wide with horror. He raised a trembling hand toward the heavens, his voice cracking like brittle parchment. "The sun has bled to mark his birth!" he cried. "He will be the harbinger of ruin—the flames that will consume Velmoria!" His voice carried through the halls, past the nobles, past the gathered guards—out into the city, where the terrified people turned their eyes away from the red eclipse and toward the palace. A prince had been born. A cursed prince.

Synopsis: Godfather of the Strongest Pantheon Once, Rohen stood at the pinnacle of faith as the revered Pope of the Radiant Church. But when the Radiant God fell, his divine power vanished overnight. Stripped of his authority, abandoned by his followers, and cast into despair—he thought it was the end. Until a mysterious system awakened. Ding! “Marriage and Offspring Power-Up System” activated! To regain his strength, Rohen must marry and sire children—the more he has, the stronger he becomes! But it’s not just about numbers—his offspring’s talents dictate his rise to godhood. From saintesses to dragon queens, elven priestesses to demon empresses, every union expands his divine bloodline, forging the strongest pantheon under his rule. As ancient gods stir, rival churches scheme, and war erupts across nations, Rohen seizes his chance. To reclaim his lost power, he will build a divine empire, crush his enemies, and ascend to true godhood! System Upgrades! Rapid Growth! Pantheon-Building! Faith, War, and Power Struggles! Romance, Kingdom Expansion, and Mythical Bloodlines! If you love system cultivation, mythological world-building, and OP protagonist domination, dive into this Western fantasy epic where the strongest god isn’t born—but made!

In a world torn apart by the relentless war between the radiant kingdom of Valoira and the dark forces of Arcanan, a young warrior named Zephyr carries the weight of destiny on his shoulders. Gifted with the sacred Holy Sword, he is Valoira's last hope to turn the tides against the overwhelming monster waves that threaten their lands. Amidst the chaos, Zephyr crosses paths with Elira, a fiery and determined soul whose secrets could either save the kingdom or doom it to ruin. As their fates intertwine, forbidden emotions spark, but the shadow of war looms ever closer. When a black dragon, the harbinger of destruction, emerges as the puppet master behind the monster wave, Zephyr faces a harrowing choice: embrace the role of a savior or lose everything he holds dear. With love, loyalty, and kingdoms on the line, will Zephyr’s light prevail, or will the shadows of Arcanan consume them all?

A century has passed since the fall of the Eien no Bannin—a legendary clan of immortal warriors entrusted with guarding the will of the gods. Now, only one remains. Renzoku, a boy frozen in time, roams the world’s shadows, searching for the truth behind his clan’s destruction. Possessing the rare ability to manipulate and absorb shadows, he walks the line between man and phantom, haunted by the echoes of his past. His journey takes a turn when he encounters Eirene, a survivor of the Orithys clan, whose radiant power stands in stark contrast to his darkness. Bound by fate and tragedy, the two must unravel the secrets hidden in ancient myths, battle unseen forces, and confront the gods themselves. As enemies lurk in the light and darkness alike, Renzoku must ask himself: is he the last protector of the divine—or its greatest curse?

After his dead, August found himself in the exact opposite side of the world from where he should have been. Bone-cold temperature was nothing to him. He had become an ascender. In the world where a giant mountain range separate its land into two. Both live in a different way. One adapts mysticism into their life, while one adapts it into their future. One who chose to warship their gods, while one works along with theirs. A magic and a technology must be balance. Are ascenders just a faithful worshipper of gods? Or they are a species evolved from humanity. What they know to their nature is little to none. Is their humanity worth the power they got? Updating every Wednesday and Saturday!

A side story for STRIFE. You get to witness the journey of the daughter of a legendary warrior who uses Annihilation as his weapon. Follow her journey as she grows up and matures through her experiences as a Goddess. Becoming something even greater than her parents before her as she travels through the Omniverse. Facing enemies of extraordinary caliber and putting a stop to the invading forces that come from beyond. She is the incarnation of Annihilation itself and a beacon of hope to all who follow the arts of Erasure type essence. A star that shines radiant within the verse, but for now. She just wants to enjoy her search for knowledge and have fun just like a child should.

Wishes are subjective, and those who are reborn are nothing but hypocrites unworthy of the first. Words crumble to ashes, and memories of their origins resonate within fractured bodies. Amid a dream that is no mere illusion but a radiant illumination, shadows grow deeper, and the truth reveals itself, a child’s dream begins. I woke up in a world of uncertainty, a realm twisted and cruel, where swords clash, blood stains the ground, and monstrous beasts stalk the living. Flying ships drift above boundless chains that shackle the sky, while wars rage endlessly with weapons both ancient and unknown. It’s a place where beauty and terror coexist, where joy flickers like a fragile flame before being consumed by shadow. I am Celm, a man whose memories feel like shards of glass, fractured, distant, and painful. I don’t know who I truly am or why this world feels both alien and hauntingly familiar. The forsaken lands around me pulse with disasters and despair, as people endure a cycle of torment they cannot escape. And yet, hidden within this chaos lies a haunting beauty, a world that shifts and bends under the weight of forgotten truths. In this labyrinth of suffering and wonder, whispers of the Forsaken World linger, a place where the truth is absolute, where the laws of other realms erode, and where even gods lose their divinity. Every step I take feels like a descent into something deeper, a dream interwoven with reality and riddled with secrets. What is my place in this nightmare? What lies at the heart of a dream so vivid it burns brighter than light itself? I don’t know where the path leads, but I do know one thing: the truth, however unbearable, cannot be avoided forever.

A/N ~ News about updates can be found in the Auxiliary Chapter called 'not a update'. Enjoy my first work. ~ Drake Zoraiz was a ordinary young black man, maybe with a little more of an realistic view of the world than most of the people. He had been living his life in the world as an mercenary, until he was left for dead after a truly brutal mission where everything that could go have gone wrong, does. As an atheist for most of his young orphaned life, he was not expecting anything waiting for him after his death. Especially not the endless void he found himself in or that of visage of the beyond beautiful; and radiant figure of a goddess, who offers a chance of boundless adventure and endless battles to become more, to show up and say. "Drake Zoraiz, it is time to choose..." ~ Planned World's (in random order) Homeworld ~ A Song of Ice and Fire ~ Bleach ~ Overlord ~ DC/Marvel ~ Harry Potter ~ Jujutsu Kaisen ~ Highschool DxD ~ Highschool of the Dead ~ That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime ~ ect. to Fin. ~ Disclaimer ~ This is a fanfiction inspired by the works of [Author/Creator's Name(s)], including [specific source material, e.g., A Song of Ice and Fire by George R.R. Martin]. I do not claim ownership of any original characters, settings, or lore created by the respective authors. The only elements I claim as my own are original characters, plots, and interpretations that I have added to this fanfiction. This work is created purely for entertainment purposes and is not intended for commercial use. All credit for the original material belongs to its respective owners, and I encourage readers to support the official works. ~