Darth Sidious Lightsaber Hilt

(chapter 30) (Gen Ari.) (Darth Nexis.) 27 year old Cale Lestin was born on a mysterious planet, Batuu. People believed that it was just a fairytale. On the planet, people was possessed with power. Greater than the Force. Cale Lestin left the planet when he was 7 years old. He went to Coruscant, home of the Galactic Empire. Then he started his new life as a Sith Lord. He was assigned to kill Padme Amidala, but when he falls in love with her their new life starts together.

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

Eirik Boris was never the type to accept a deal nor offer quickly, but with the girl in front of him, the riot that’s currently going on in the kingdom, and the rumor of the old king's bloodline, there are just too many things at stake. He looked at her with his eyes full of doubts, knowing very well that not only his life was at stake, but his region, too. But at the same time, if the girl in front of him is who she claimed to be, then a new beginning shall begin in the kingdom. It will be a new dawn of glory, a new turn—around, especially for the commoners. With a sharp blade in her hand, unlike anything Eirick had ever seen, which had a crystal that had a glinting red onyx at its end, the girl stepped into the long, narrow bridge, ready to prove that she was from the bloodline of the old king. “If you fail, I’ll surely deliver you to the king myself.” Eirik made it sound like a warning, and like he was not interested in her at the same time. But deep down, Eirick cared. If this girl turns out to be carrying the blood of the old king, then things will turn around for great. And if not, then he’d gladly deliver her to the king. At least, by doing that, he’d still have to keep his head, his family, and his region. And maybe, just maybe, the king will give him a limited punishment, but not a death sentence. “I won't fail,” Eirick heard her replying without turning, her voice full of uncertainty, though. Eirik held his daughter's hand, leading her back slowly, his armor bearer following, and then the nobles, a hundred of them who had come to watch the so-called girl who claimed to be carrying the blood of the old king venturing to the narrow bridge where she would recover what was left behind by the Old king himself. Before the old king vanished, he had said that only his true bloodline could cross the narrow bridge and retrieve what he had hidden there. Many people had come to attempt it, all of them claiming to be the son or daughter of the old king, and all of them had failed. This girl won't be an exception, at least, that's what they thought, not until the unexpected happened. As usual, the ghost guardian of the bridge, a being forged from magic with extraordinary abilities, emerged from the chasm of the bridge, standing tall and proud in front of the girl with a rapier in his hand. He didn't give the girl a chance to blink; he charged, the sound of metal against metal filling the air, sparkles flying out, and groaning of the two filled the atmosphere, too. And then, when everyone thought the girl would fail like the rest, they noticed her body shimmering, a great aura coming out of her body like a mist, her hair flaring in flame like a ghost rider, but she was not. And then, the blade radiated extra light, before the girl took full transformation herself. She easily bypassed the ghost as he presented his attack, moving with the grace of a leaf dancing in the wind, but in a blur that everyone hardly saw her moving. Before the ghost could wheel to face her, the girl struck him hard at the temple with the hilt of her blade, followed by a kick in the chest, which sent the ghost tumbling down the bridge. Normally, a ghost shouldn't feel attacked or get hit since he's partially invincible, but the girl was not ordinary either. She’s from the lineage of King Saul, making her the rightful heir to the kingdom of Agapanthus, and she just proved that to everyone by defeating an undefeatable foe.

What happens when your contracted ex-husband comes begging for a second chance after terminating the contract because you confessed your feelings for him? But love and marriage is off limit for you, and the past you've tried so hard to bury comes threatening everything you've slowly begun to love? ******** "Our time as contract lovers ended. I was no longer his tool. We both went our separate ways, but never did I expect to see Kai Winson, a renowned billionaire, at my work doorstep two weeks later, asking for a second chance." "Name it. Your price, anything if you become mine, no contract, just you." Two weeks later. After Tiffany had moved out of his mansion. Kai finds himself on the next flight to Seattle as his desire for Tiffany grows. However, Tiffany has no plans to get back to him, but Kai is down to do anything for even her attention if that means being a regular customer or her neighbour. Tiffany, on the other hand, is heartbroken and plans to focus on her job, but Kai's presence stirs something within her, as Tiffany gets closer to Kai, her past life hunts her threatening the life of everyone she loves. EXTRACT: He needed to stop before he lost himself completely. His hands fisted in her hair, pulling her away. He leaned in, kissing her deeply before guiding her onto her back, spreading her legs wide. "You're driving me insane, Tiffany Halton," he rasped, his forehead pressing against hers. "God, what am I going to do with you?" She gasped, every inch stretching around him, her breath coming in sharp little cries. Kai clenched his jaw, struggling to keep himself in check as he buried himself inside her. Each time he tried, her body responded with a shiver, a breathy moan that drove him wild. Finally, he breached her, sliding deep inside, burying himself to the hilt. They both moaned. "Oh, fuck," he groaned. Kai looked down, mesmerized by the sight of them joined together. The way he disappeared into her over and over.

"Path of the Bladecaster" Aeron Drakenhart is no ordinary mage—he’s the first Bladecaster in centuries, a wielder of magic so rare and powerful that its true potential lies hidden within ancient runes. Trained in secrecy by his grandfather, Aeron’s unique bond with the elements and the legendary Bladecaster hilt sets him apart, even among the prodigies at the prestigious magic academy. But mastering this ancient art is only part of his journey. With his loyal spider companion, Obsidian, by his side, Aeron seeks the strength to uncover the truth about his missing mother while navigating the academy’s rigid expectations, rivalries, and the trials of tournament combat. Each fight pushes Aeron closer to unlocking his inner power while exposing the greed and corruption surrounding magical resources coveted by kingdoms. Alongside Jinx, a brilliant yet misunderstood inventor who sees promise in Aeron’s potential, he forges alliances with unlikely companions, including a stoic elven assassin with wind magic and a desire for self-perfection. Together, they face fierce battles, uncover ancient secrets, and challenge the balance of power in a world where innovation and tradition collide. When the kingdom’s demands threaten Jinx’s freedom and Aeron’s loyalties are tested, his journey as the Bladecaster will become not just a path of mastery but a fight for justice and self-discovery. In a tale of friendship, ambition, and elemental power, "Path of the Bladecaster" unveils a world where even the rarest of warriors must choose between upholding tradition or reshaping destiny.

In the dawn of time, a family of ordinary sailors and fishermen unknowingly stumbles upon a fate that would forever alter their destiny. A goddess, angered by their alleged act of theft against her, cursed them to sail the seas eternally, plundering treasures and pillaging wealth. And they came to be known as the first pirates to ever exist. This curse, however, came with an unexpected twist; immortality. For centuries, the family navigated the treacherous waters, exploiting their newfound gift, to amass power and riches. They became the stuff of legend, feared and revered by all who crossed their path. Their dreaded name, "The Damned Ones," struck terror into the hearts of both men and gods. Years passed, and the goddess, seemingly capricious, lifted the curse, allowing the family to set foot on land once again. But this freedom came with a catch; their immortality remained, a double-edged sword that rendered them invincible and more formidable. And as the ages went by, the family's exploits became the tales told in myths and legends, but they themselves, lived among the humans. They built civilizations, sowed chaos, and reveled in their unparalleled power. Even the powerful rulers and other immortal factions trembled at the mention of their name. They were an overpowered, unkillable set of monstrosities that wanted nothing more than to have fun. After years of separation, the family reunites, only to discover that one of them had gone missing. But that was only just the beginning. A new enemy had emerged from the darkness, one who had in his possession a mysterious and terrifying power, one capable of killing even the unkillable family. The family, driven by a mix of concern and self-preservation, put aside their differences and join forces to vanquish the threat. Allied once again as one, their unyielding resolve and unmatched power would be tested like never before, but one thing was certain– they would not go quietly into the night. They had lived for tens of centuries and have gotten unaccustomed to death. The battle for their existence had begun, and the fate of the world hung in the balance. They fought against both old and new foes, in a world where the supernatural was nothing more than a fairy tale, living up to their mythical title as the... IMMORTALS Sneak peak! The sun dipped into the horizon, casting a bloody orange glow over the battle-scarred shore. The air reeked of saltwater, smoke and piles of dead bodies littered the battleground, their limbs twisted in unnatural poses. Amidst the carnage, a burly man stood tall, victorious over a defeated foe, he remained still, taking in the aftermath of the war. His side had emerged victorious, their enemies laid low. A sense of pride and satisfaction swelled within him, but it was short-lived. But his triumph was short-lived. A sudden sharp pricking sensation in his back prompted him to turn around, where he faced a young warrior, shaking with fear, clutching the hilt of a longsword whose blade had pierced through the man's back and was protruding from his gut. The man scoffed and with a swift motion, he reached around and grasped the hilt, pulling the sword from his body. The warrior's eyes widened in horror as the man withdrew the blade, the metal sliding out of his flesh with a sickening squelch. As the sword cleared his body, the man's wounds began to heal at an alarming rate. The gash in his back closed, the skin knitting together with an unnatural speed. The warrior stumbled backward, his eyes fixed on the healing flesh. "You... you're a monster!" The man's gaze locked onto the warrior, his eyes burning with inner fire. "You're right, i am a monster. Stab me a hundred times, decapitate me, entomb me, cut me up into a million pieces and incinerate the parts... I won't stay dead, I'm 'the' immortal, I can't be killed!" And with a swift, deadly motion, the man jabbed the sword into the warrior's throat, ending his life with a single, brutal stroke

Jinli Yu is a regular 22 years old student, single , no boyfriend since birth. Her reasons? It's very simple, she is a hardcore rotten fujoshi who loves to ship boys with each other. She was pulling all the nighter reading her favorite BL books. One day , while she was on her way to school,she found an injured little cat, Jinli put it inside her bag until a newly opened BL Bookstore caught her attention. She was very delighted exploring what's inside. Jinli was busy scanning the books when the cat suddenly escaped her bag, she followed it quietly to avoid gaining attention. The cat led her to a secret staircase. It was a BL Portal! "Ow! My head hurts! What happened to me? Why is it so dark?" BEHOLD! WELCOME TO THE BL WORLD! "Umm? Who are you?" I AM DICCU! THE HOMEWRECKER SYSTEM! YOU CANNOT ESCAPE YOUR DESTINY! Jinli Yu was transmigrated into the BL world as a homewrecker! Can she handle the mission!! A fujoshi being a homewrecker between a boy's love? Will she finally experience having a lightsaber thing? Let's find out!! Hello!! Your author Yohan here! I am here again, writing another transmigration novel! Please expect some: -comedy scenes -expect the unexpected -different twist -exciting story line Thank you so much!! Have fun reading it! Let's talk! Discord: @Yohan#6080 Cover not mine, credits to the rightful owner

When talking about World War 3, most people usually imagine a nuclear apocalypse or nuclear war. A war that will completely exterminate human civilization, leaving only radiation and the ruins of destroyed cities on Earth. What if, however, in a parallel universe in which the Soviet Union survives after 1991, nuclear weapons don't exist, and World War 3 is a war with the most advanced weapons from both NATO and the Soviet Union? A place where M1A1 Abrams and T-14 Armata collide and tremble the ground, where F-35 and Su-57 terrorize the skies. How would a war like this look like? And what if, even military weapons that were thought to come out of science fiction, such as laser guns, jetpacks, and lightsabers are used in The Third Human Global Conflict? Although everything would appear to be incredibly epic, it all began with a simple terrorist attack on New York City, which would slowly drive humans toward total annihilation. ---------------NOTE--------------- In this novel, I will call NATO as The Alliances, because the Alliances is a league where all anti-communist nations come together rather than just "North Atlantic nations". Also, everything in the Novel is entirely fictional, meaning that the whole world history in this novel is all made up and based on the real world, so don't accuse me of historical inaccuracies.

Long ago, when the world was young and humanity struggled against the forces of chaos, the gods intervened. They forged a sword, not as a weapon of destruction, but as a gift of hope. Each god poured a fragment of their essence into it-courage, wisdom, resilience, and strength. It's a sword meant for everything possible. For centuries, the blade lay hidden, waiting for the right moment to be discovered. It wasn't buried in gold or locked away in a grand vault-it rested quietly in the heart of the earth, untouched and unseen, until the time was right. When the first hand grasped the hilt, the sword came alive. Its surface shimmered with an otherworldly glow, a promise of the power within. The one who found it didn't know the gods had shaped it, nor did they understand the weight of what they held. But the sword recognized them. It responded to their strength, their resolve, and their needs. As the blade cut through the darkness for the first time, it wasn't just its edge that brought change. It was the force behind it-the will to fight for survival, for something greater than fear. With every swing, the sword grew brighter, stronger, as if it fed not on blood but on purpose. Though the gods forged the blade, it wasn't theirs anymore. In that moment, it became part of humanity, a bond between the divine and mortal worlds. And for the one who wielded it, the sword was more than steel and magic-it was a companion, a guide, and a silent promise: you are not alone. Thus began the sword's journey, not just as a tool of battle, but as a symbol of what humanity could become. And though its path was just beginning, the gods knew it would go on, far beyond what even they could imagine.

In the aftermath of a daring escape from the merciless King Ozul, Arya Athena and her band of young warriors find themselves stranded on the wild, unforgiving Island of Darth. The island's lush forests and silent waters hide more than just danger — they conceal a shadowy past, one that holds the key to overthrowing a tyrant who thrives on deceit and bloodshed. Haunted by her mother's sacrifice and driven by a need to protect her sister Liza and their people, Arya navigates a treacherous path where survival is earned through steel and wit. But as they fight to stay one step ahead of Ozul's men, the island begins to unveil secrets that could shift the balance of power in Shinghaala forever. When betrayal lurks behind every tree, and loyalty is paid for in blood, Arya's courage is tested like never before. Her fate — and that of her kingdom — hinges on a perilous rescue, a family lost to war, and an uncle believed to be dead. With a blade named Wraith, a heart filled with defiance, and the haunting memory of love sacrificed to war, Arya must choose: fight for survival or ignite a revolution. In a world where darkness reigns and legends are forged, the Island of Darth may just become the battleground for freedom, redemption, and the rise of the lion-hearted.

A being of immense power, sealed for alleteneryy with another, his rival and him, yet wrong happened a piece of that beings soul was casted out, let us see this piece of souls. this is Baeful flames. Enjoy this story

Six years ago, Lyon was untouchable-the best warrior, the epitome of strength and prowess. But in one swift moment, betrayal tore it all away. Framed, crippled, and imprisoned, he lost everything-power, freedom, and the woman he loved. His wife, devastated by his fall, faced the hardships of their shattered world alone. "Six years. I’ve waited six years for this," Lyon's voice is cold as he stares down at the man responsible for his downfall. His fingers tighten around the hilt of his sword, the weight of vengeance heavy in his heart. The world has changed since then, but Lyon hasn’t. He’s stronger. He’s wealthier. He’s unstoppable. And the time for revenge has finally come. The God of War has returned. His enemies in Lyon, arrogant in their power, quake at the mention of his name. With every battle he wins, with every opponent he shatters, he draws closer to reclaiming not just his empire but the woman who once loved him. Sommy Lanka-a woman who was by his side while he had it going, who disappeared on him in his very lowest time. The love he had lost six years prior, now that he has crawled his way to the top, leaves nothing to chance as he gets readied to recover the love torn from his bleeding heart. "I am not letting you go this time," Lyon whispers, his fingers brushing against Sommy's. Their eyes meet-an unsaid promise of love, power, and vengeance. Together, they will conquer the world, for Lyon won't stop until he has it all. His vengeance is not for the betrayal he faced but for the woman who had to bear the darkness alone. And he isn't the same man torn asunder by the world. He is Lyon Obi-the most dangerous warrior alive. This time, nothing will get in his way. Lyonic: high-octane, revenge-driven love of power and redemption. With pulse-pounding action, heart-stopping romance, and an unrelenting thirst for vengeance, Lyon's return becomes a force to be reckoned with. Will the rise in power be the ultimate victory of Lyon, or will his past betrayals crush him once again? Find out in this thrilling saga of love and war.

You are destined to die if you continue on this path. You cannot change your fate!" He looked into the sky and grasped his sword hilt, a serene expression on his face. "What if I can? I want to defy the heavens, I want to become an Immortal, I want to become an Asura, I want to step onto the peak of the martial path and attain the realm above god Kings!. If gods and demons stand in my way, I will kill the gods and slaughter the demons. If the heavens block my path... I will carve out a path of blood with my sword. If a little tribulation like this can stop me, then who am I to wish for all that? Nothing will hold me down, this is my will and determination, this is my heart!" He grew up in a tiny unremarkable lower realm and he rises step by step into the grand stage of peerless geniuses. He defeated innumerable proud geniuses, survived countless adversities with an unyielding will, seeking opportunities and going against the heavens. He faced the ire of the entire universe, changed his destiny and survived the greatest calamity in history, embarking on a unique and singular path to the peak with the chaos spirit. The rules of the world could not hold him down. Who is he? He is the legendary Paragon Sword god, and the world knew him as the Primal Chaos Emperor...

Warning! Warning! There’s a bug in the system. There’s a bug in the system. Different participants are randomly being pulled into the System. Welcome, participant 12.3489489223823. [You are now part of the Forsaken. Your name is Xia Yunfei, and you’ve been given the chance to fight for your survival.] Xia Yunfei stood on the edge of a crumbling cliff, the ground rumbling beneath her feet. The once-familiar landscape had twisted into something menacing—a sky painted with churning black clouds, lightning cracking ominously above, and a forest now dense with shadows, every tree seeming to lean toward her, as if alive with malice. The voice of the System echoed in her mind: “You have three hours to complete your mission. Fail, and you will be eliminated.” “What kind of twisted game is this?” she muttered, her fingers tightening around the hilt of her dagger. Around her, the world pulsed with unpredictable threats: tornados could rise from nowhere, floods could swallow entire landscapes, and cracks could open in the earth itself. A faint sound caught her attention. She turned, and a figure emerged from the shadows—a man with a cold smirk, his dark eyes studying her with an unsettling amusement. It was Mo Ran, a member of the Overseers, his presence almost as foreboding as the storm-laden sky. “Are you lost?” he asked, his voice smooth and mocking, like the calm before a storm. His gaze was sharp, merciless, like someone who’d seen countless participants fall. Xia Yunfei glared at him, knowing better than to trust the Overseers. They were spectators of their suffering, observers of each desperate moment. This game wasn’t about survival; it was about entertainment, a spectacle where each twist of fate could be deadly. With her pulse racing and no choice but to press forward, Xia Yunfei stepped into the forest, every instinct on high alert. Her path would be riddled with disasters crafted by a system run amok—a world where firestorms, flash floods, and avalanches were as inevitable as the countdown in her head. Will Xia Yunfei harness her hidden powers and defy the apocalyptic odds, or will she be consumed by the darkness that threatens to swallow her whole?

850 years have passed since Zargorwarths defeat and the Vermillion Empires sudden surge in power over the Multiverse. Victor Silvertounge the last of the Guardians of Light, stood overseeing the balance to ensure that it did not fall into the darkness. Victor could feel a change coming soon, the balance had been shifting and he did not know why but could sense that a Dra’ghoul was about to be born the first one since Draco Dra’ghoul Emma Silvertounge a Syeer far stronger than any other seen before while only at the young age of sixteen walked pieces of her crimson hair fell in front of her sea-blue eyes and her freckled checks “ Father, Who is Lupine Riddle ?” She asked Victor froze all time stood still, “ My child. Who told you about him? Victor said slowly his voice trembling with fear Emma replied “ No one I had a dream and his name popped into my head as did Angel born and Wolfkin. What do they mean?” Victor did not respond for a moment “ Tell me Emma did you see a Sword of Crimson Fire, a Spear of Golden Light, and an Ax with a wolf's head engraved on the hilt?” She nodded slowly Victor sighed “ I feared as much. One last question was there a child with a dragon tattoo on his right arm?” Emma nodded Victor refined from cursing “ my child it would seem that you are somehow linked with this new Dra’ghoul and those you saw in your vision. Do you know where he will be born?” Emma replied, “ Haven Valley his mother Ashi Ember was just pronounced pregnant.” Victor picked up his staff and said “ good then we will go and live in Haven Valley post haste.” Emma replied, “ but what about the balance?” Victor paused and said “ There is nothing I can do to prevent what will happen. The Balance will fall to darkness if I am here or not. Victor turned to Emma who was looking out at the ever-expanding Space-Time Contium the images of her vision burned into her mind never to leave. Victor placed a hand on her shoulder "We must leave post-haste the sooner we can get to the mother the better." Emma nodded before they left she went and packed a medium sized bag with cloths, a leather bond book named Tales of Tylingariea by Damion Vixen Dorima and secered a silver blaclet onto her right wrist with a loud click the braclet clamped around her wrist buzzing and turning a dark blue.. she picked up her bag and meet Victer in front of a massive green portal that lead to the Haven. Taking one last look back at the Bridge of Reality Emma walked into the portal and the Wheels of Destiny for her and others were set into motion

Allen Cromwell found himself transported to an apocalyptic world, where he assumed the role of a weapon store owner. Despite his easy-going and kind-hearted demeanor, there lurked a secret layer of caution and goal-oriented determination within him. This new reality proved to be more complex than he initially imagined. Populated by countless constellations and menacing demons, where crime thrived, and survival was uncertain, Allen managed to carve out a peaceful existence. He did so by selling weapons to kind-hearted customers, some of whom even expressed their gratitude with thoughtful gifts. Little did he know... “How in the hell is this a revolver? It’s clearly a dragon slayer!” “Ha! You say this is a lightsaber? Then how was it able to tear that mountain?” Amused by his customers' humorous interpretations, Allen decided to play along with their delusions and fantasies, adding a touch of humor to his otherwise unpredictable life. … Note: All the free chapters will be 1,200-1,500 words. From the locked chapters, the word count will be increased to 1,500-2,000 words. …

Tian Wudi, the self-proclaimed prophet with a golden glowing hand that exudes divine presence, was preparing for the biggest sermon of his life in London. He was all set to spread his message and the love of God to the world when a bolt of lightning struck him on a clear and sunny day. Talk about a shocking turn of events! As he opened his eyes, he realized that he had been transmigrated to another world. But what was even more shocking than the lightning strike was the revelation that his golden hand was nothing more than a mere dao bone, and he was no god after all! To add insult to injury, the "divine presence" he had felt was just Qi - a simple energy force that he and others had mistakenly taken for something more profound. Feeling like a complete fool, Tian Wudi decided to leave his old life and beliefs behind and embark on a journey of self-discovery in this new world. As he explored this strange and exciting land, he couldn't help but laugh at his own naivety. Who knew that getting struck by lightning could be such a humbling experience?

It all began with a cliché hero story. A world called Terra needed a hero and the king ordered the priest to summon one from another world. Axl, a typical 21-year-old university student, was selected as Terra's greatest hero. The hard-working hero was able to reach his maximum level in a year and overcome the dark lord. The dark lord was defeated. But just as he believed everything was going according to plan, the dark lord trapped him in the crystal and put him into cryosleep. The hero had been forgotten as the world had once more returned to peace. A thousand years later, he was awakened from his long slumber by Shea, the princess of the lost Moonstar Empire. He discovered that his surroundings had changed. The space shuttle had replaced the carriage, and the sword was now the lightsaber. Does a hero like him still have a place in this futuristic world? What does the princess want from him? ------- Note: this story mixes sci fi, system and magic. There will be space battles but not in the early chapters. And yes, please expect a lot of alien technology and magic technology. Tags: Comedy , Tentacles, Monster Girls , Aliens , Magic , Demons , Beasts , Action , Space Battles , Technology, Cyborgs, System, Overpowered , Handsome Male Lead , Smart Male Lead, Carefree Male Lead and Slice of Life. Join my discord channel for illustrations: https://discord.gg/mSRHyMVhnG Power Stones Goal! 400 Power Stone = 1 bonus chapters 300 Golden Ticket= 1 bonus chapter Magic Castle= 2 bonus chapters

[Legends speak of a tale...] A man appeared in an old abandoned temple... [...that in the darkest hours of the moonless night...] ...he walked towards the center of the temple where a rock lay... [...when the world has suffered most and the light of hope has flickered off...] ...gently he took hold of the hilt of the sword pierced halfway into the rock... [...the king shall return, this time as a guardian...] ...the blade of the sword slowly rose from the rock... [...the world shall remember his name...] They saw it. The ones in captivity, those on the run, the ones who had defected and the oppressors who ruled the lands, they all saw it... [For they shall see the sign] a blinding sword beam split the sky. Disclaimer: The cover photo isn't mine.

Marcus runs afoul of robber-kun and is reborn as a fallen god, as the deposed dragon god he must come to terms with his divinity and the knowledge that of the pantheon he is the most despised for no other reason than he is the Dragon God. This world is not kind, he will have to survive not only the challenge of reclaiming god hood but dealing with a world that would gladly do away with him. Cover art isn't owned by me, original owner feel free to request I remove it if you so choose. This is a work in progress I've had sitting in inkstone since around the time I started The Immortal Kobold, you may note a drastic difference in chapter lengths, this was typed before I settled on a "standard" for myself so they range from 1300 words to 2900.

The arch lich Balthus has a secret, his humble beginnings saw him as a reincarnated human. Sent to the world as a simple skeleton, the God that accidentally killed him granted him a boon that in seven centuries saw him rise to power over a vast yet surprisingly benevolent necropolis. Decades later Balthus is schemed against and thrown down by the generals who guided him to power. Yet as death drew his soul away, he found himself before the God again who apparently didn't register his life as 'Balthus' with the Goddess of reincarnation. Her bi millennial inspection is coming up and she needs his name in her book, like last century. Whats a God to do? Give the lad a second chance of course, clerical error isn't his fault! Yet his time as an arch lich has made the lad proud and vying for more he offends both gods to reclaim his old power in his new life. Testing the patience of one God is bad enough but the goddess as well? Sure he gets a second 'rebirth but if he wants his powers he'll have to crawl through hell pits to reclaim it, such is the punishment the deities curse him with. note: Cover art isn't owned by me, should the owner require i take it down i shall gladly comply. note 2: When I finished the Immortal Kobold I decided to try a different take, originally called the Immortal Necromancer it evolved into this...

That night, long ago, as the rain soaked the ground, he should have turned away instead of foolishly waiting for her! Oh, why did he have to stubbornly wait for her? Their life was now drenched in the colours of both love and blood. That ill-fated night, he kissed her, whereas she thrust the dagger into his chest, clenching tightly the icy white jade hilt and pushing. As Shufeng watch his blood spilling, he was still more bewildered than angered. How could he possibly bear it: killed by the woman he loved? Untold confusion and fear filled his eyes when he simply asked: “Why?" She wanted Shufeng’s brother as the future emperor, and revenge for the death of her family. Crestfallen and heartbroken upon finding out she had been deceived, Emika is willing to sacrifice everything–even at the risk of loosing her human form forever–to find him, be with him and seek forgiveness. A tale packed with sword fights, lies and betrayal, lost love and redemption, court intrigue, crossing world, stolen memories and; a story of a prince fighting back to claim the throne, and a woman changing into a cat.

”I’m sorry...” Rune, famously known as the invincible ’God of the Underworld’, glanced down at the knife protruding from his chest with wide eyes. How could he have been caught off guard? But then he looked up, and saw that the one who had done the deed was none other than his best friend, his most loyal follower. ”I’m really, really sorry,” Zeke murmured, his hands trembling around the hilt of the blade. ”But if I don't do this, then who knows what Cereus would do when he and his gang catch you.” Rune staggered back and fell as Zeke released him, clutching the hilt of the knife. He could himself slipping away from consciousness, barely holding on. The corner of his mouth turned up slowly, as he realized what this was all about. He laughed, despite the pain that shot through his body treacherously. What was this? What was this feeling inside him? Regret? Guilt? He was only at the mere age of twenty-one, there were so many things he hasn't done yet... Cereus. It's all that b*stard’s fault. He’s always making problems for them, even till the end. Rune stopped laughing and let his body sag against the wall that held him up. But if it weren't for the fact that he was ambitious, if he weren't so power-hungry and desperate to make himself known, then they wouldn't have made so many enemies in the first place. Slowly, his eyes closed and his head dropped, the last of his energy drawing away. It was already too late to change anything now...

An not so ordinary boy is thrown into a world he had long since forgotten. With no idea who, or rather what he was, how will Cole survive his journey? and, wait, you're telling me that his name's not Cole at all but rather Alec? Well, what better way to find out what he got himself into than read about it your self. . . . MAYBE there will be a Harem latter, but I don’t think there will be, so don’t keep your hopes up too much ON HIATUS, untill I get a new laptop.

"Can I buy a medium-rare steak? I'm hungry." [Here, it's 0.5 Origin Point.] "Do you have any medicine that can power me up permanently?" [Yes, you can see on your tablet as it has shown you the research result on what you can buy right now. We recommend you to buy the Tyrant Injection to boost your strength and speed.] "I need some weapon that can cut this thing in two." [We recommend you to buy the 'Lightsaber III Edition' at a discounted price of just 69 Origin Point] What will you do, if you have a shopping system that can get you anything in a zombie's infested world? Follow Nigel Oneal as he gets a second chance to try it all over again in surviving the harsh world full of zombies while helping rebuild the society with the help of a shopping system! --- I'm pausing this novel for now as I've had tons of things left unattended to figure out in my life. Buy me a coffee to accompany my writing journey: https://ko-fi.com/claudistopod Cover from Magzmedia at Pixabay website.

The overthrow of the Republic is complete. The Separist forces have been smashed, the Jedi Council nearly decimated, and the rest of the Order all but destroyed. Now absolute power rests in the iron fist of Darth Sidious- the cunning Sith Lord better known as the former Senator, now Emperor Palpatine. But more remains to be done. Pockets of Resistance in the galaxy must still be defeated and missing Jedi accounted for... and dealt with. There crucial tasks fall to the Emperor's ruthless enforcer, Darth Vader. In turn, the Dark Lord has groomed a lethal apprentice entrusted with a top secret mission to comb the galaxy and dispatch the last of her Master's enemies, thereby punctuating the dark side's victory with the Jedi's doom.

The overthrow of the Republic is complete. The Separist forces have been smashed, and the Jedi Council nearly decimated, and the rest of the Order all but destroyed. Now absolute power rests in the iron fist of Darth Sidious- the cunning Sith Lord better known as the Senator, now Emperor Palpatine. But more remains to be done. Pockets of Resistance in the galaxy must still be defeated and missing Jedi accounted for... and dealt with. These crucial tasks fall to Darth Vader. In turn, the Dark Lord has groomed a lethal apprentice entrusted with a top secret mission to comb the galaxy and dispatch the last of her Master's enemies, thereby punctuating the dark side's victory with the Jedi's doom.

Have you found yourself trapped in another world, weak and defenseless? Want to kill goblins with ease? Need a cool new way to impress the ladies? Interested in an interactive game that allows you to level up and unlock new and improved weaponry by hunting monsters? If you answered yes to any of the questions above then you too should buy the Interdimensional Advanced Arsenal today. ——————————— Gren is a malnourished boy living a poor life alone with his mother in a village until a group of bandits attack. The bandits cause him to lose his family, his home, and even his life. Gren's body then becomes host to a dead actor from another world and equipped with a system run by a mysterious Administrator. Gren must now survive in a fantasy world populated with magical beings. He meets many allies along the way--many of them beautiful women--as he is forced to grow in strength as he faces threats and uncovers a shocking secret surrounding his own birth. ——————————— **CLEARING UP A COMMON MISCONCEPTION** The Advanced Arsenal title is referring to the arsenal itself being advanced. The arsenal needs to be levelled up in order to unlock things like firearms. The first firearm is built in chapter 94 and only starts getting used in combat in chapter 95. It is my fault for not making this clearer in the synopsis.

The overthrow of the Republic is complete. The Separatist forces have been smashed, the Jedi Council nearly dominated, and the rest of the Jedi Order all but destroyed. Now absolute power rests in the iron fist of Darth Sidious... the cunning Sith Lord better known as the former Senator, now Emperor Palpatine. But more remains to be done. Pockets of Resistance in the galaxy must be defeated and missing Jedi accounted for... and dealt with. These crucial tasks fall to the Emperor's ruthless enforcer, Darth Vader. In the, the Dark Lord has groomed a female lethal apprentice entrusted with a top-secret mission to comb the galaxy and dispatch the last of her Masters enemies, thereby punctuating the dark sides victory with the Jedi's doom.