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Dnd Cultists

FFF Class Auto Hero: The Weakest Class Turned Out To Be The Strongest?

"Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world." ... My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality. Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché "slay the demon king" trope. Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect. The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram. Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever. They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along. But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way. While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it. I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?
Zurbluris · 307.7K Views

Heretical Magus

My name is Fiubun, the second child of a fatherless family. Son of a stunningly gorgeous songstress mother with (probably) angelic blood, brother to a half tiger beastmen sister with a killer sexy body, and a recently-matured, full tiger beastman myself. But I'm a weird kid. "Too curious for my own good," others have said, and I think they're kind of right, especially when it comes to magic, but is the desire to learn really that bad of a thing? I'm a tiger, not a fucking housecat, so I can deal with a bit of danger. In fact, I can deal with a lot of danger, but only because I have to. There are many dangerous things and beings in the Shattered Realms, and my fate seems to be set in having me meet with quite a number of them. My curiosity will become my bane because there seems to be quite a lot of power to be gained from forbidden knowledge, but with a fate like mine, curiosity is a strength. We live in the Dark Forest of Hatarvros, an actual city named "Dark Forest of Hatarvros" (yes, it's a weird name, but blame the rulers, who want to please the Gods, and They're pretty weird) (and also, yes, there's an actual Dark Forest outside of Hatarvros), which is near the Edge of Reality of the Vorosza Kingdom of Clouds and Moss (another weird name because Gods). Even though we're in one of the Good Nations, we still have to watch for monsters that spawn from the wild magical energies at the Edge. And that's not the only danger. There are Trickster Gods that mess with the soulful, demons that haunt places of sin, Xenos who try to take our lands, Outsiders who attempt to subvert our religion, Tears of Reality that can pull unsuspecting people into deadly pockets of space, unpredictable Trickster Gods like Santa and Roulette, and the ever-present fear that one day a Broken Realm full of powerful beasts will wander too close to the Central Realms, and then our lands will be ravaged once again. On the more tangible side of dangers, there's the Carrion Grove who hates all living, pirates that hide in the Warpspace, cultists of The Seven Wretched Fetuses who poison our minds, the Shadah House of Fae Rulers who want to enslave all other races, the Kamae of the High Heavens who keep starting wars, invasions of abominations from the Cursed Realms, the annoying Poop Rage Monkeys, the Wandering Elemental Gods ruining crops, and even the other Good Nations of the Central Realms who constantly bicker and raid each other. But right now, what's most concerning for us are the rumors that the Mayor has been procuring guns. That can't be for dealing with monsters because you need experienced hunters for that, not just more weapons, so people are saying that war might be coming. I guess it may be a good idea to learn magic so that I can at least prepare for the worst. I have some money stored, and hopefully, it'll be enough to pay the tuition of a school of magic… -------------------- *Content Warning*: gore, profanity, sexual content (male/female, female/female, and human/non-human (*not for the faint of heart*)), traumatizing content *What to expect*: A rather slow story focused on character interactions, the MC's gradual growth and development, and the exploration of the Shattered Realms. A bit dark but not grimdark, though it'll have its "moments." The plot exists, but it *slowly* becomes relevant. Detailed environments and extensive world-building. Tactical and strategic combat. A rather deep and complex magical system. *Lots* of descriptive sex scenes, but not like the usual smut novel where sex is the goal of reading. A harem where each character has a different relationship with the MC. Occasional weird wording and grammar because English isn't my first language. This story will also be uploaded to a number of other sites soon. -- Cover is a temporary placeholder until I commission a proper one.
Manasong · 31.1K Views

INFERNAL HEIR - BOOK 1: WOMB OF FLAME

(Mature Audiences 18+ Only - Contains Graphic Violence, Explicit Sexual Content, Cosmic Horror, and Profane Themes) She was a forgotten nightmare, a primordial demoness stirring from eons of slumber with one blasphemous goal: to birth a god-killer and drown the heavens in blood and ecstasy. LILITU, ancient mother of transgression, has had enough of the sterile, parasitic gods who rule creation. When a desperate cult in sin-drenched Babylon attempts a ritual to conceive a divine child, Lilitu seizes her chance. She doesn't just answer their prayers – she hijacks their pathetic orgy, choosing a terrified young cultist, LYRA, as the unwilling, then terrifyingly transformed, vessel for a power beyond all reckoning. This is no blessed virgin birth. This is a cosmic violation. Dragged into the lightless abyss beneath the city, Lyra becomes the first Womb of Flame. Her humanity is flayed, her body grotesquely, beautifully remade as she feeds on the souls of her former brethren, consumes the dying essence of a forgotten god, and communes with artifacts from the Outer Dark that whisper secrets of pain and pleasure intertwined. Every drop of stolen power, every scream of terror, every shudder of profane ecstasy, nourishes the INFERNAL HEIR gestating within her – a divine abomination destined to fuck the stars themselves into submission. Book I: Womb of Flame charts this unholy genesis. From a hijacked ritual in a subterranean hell, through the vessel's terrifying apotheosis, to the climactic, apocalyptic birth of a being whose first cry will be a declaration of war against all creation. Can one mortal girl survive becoming the mother of a monster-god? Can Lilitu's grand, rebellious design succeed against the might of entrenched divinities? And what happens when the Heir, once born, unleashes its own insatiable, terrifying desires upon a world unprepared for such exquisite damnation? Dive into a saga of explicit dark fantasy, demonic erotica, and cosmic horror where sin is salvation, pleasure is power, and the only true prayer is a scream of ultimate, soul-shattering release. The heavens will tremble. Babylon will burn. And you will never look at motherhood the same way again.
omniarchportal · 2.8K Views
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