Pit Icarus

Nine Characters, all bound to the whims of a 'Deranged Entity.' All the clues they have are the vast differences they have with those that bore them. His Madness has seeped into them, crowning them with Glory. They shall come to know the price of Sin & Virtue by Sacrilege & Madness :Krael _My Pride can overturn Creation, drowning it in the madness of an unwilling. And yet I have to offer servitude to one who will always be beneath me, in the twisted guise of learning Humility - If only she knew how I long to grind her bones, she would know to control her tongue Born to Pride, servitude to Humility. :Kaelan_My Hunger can consume the very foundations of existence leaving behind an abyss born from my will. And yet I have to exercise temperance lest I lose meaning. Why do the gods mock me so...to give me all I can ever eat, and yet never to touch any satiate my growing hunger. I have seen the cruelty of the divine Born to Gluttony, raised by Temperance :Zaen_My Envy stalks the might of existence, wishing for its grandeur to be mine. And yet, my envy is never allowed to fester for Kindness plagues me like a curse. Compassion that was never mine, empathy I could care less about, heavens know I would rather drown in my own spit than to share goodwill Born of Envy, chained by Kindness :Xaelan_My Greed clouds the hearts of even gods, from the mortal coils to the vastness of the cosmos chaining the 'Old Ones to sin. I feel the sickening embrace of her love, and yet I can never have it, for whatever is mine, I must give. To know Charity—that bustard—is the punishment I was accorded Born in Greed, defiled by Charity : ...My Wrath burns the Heavens and fuels the pits of hell, bringing the end to all, as I ride my mount to Herald the storm. -Oops, this is not my stage. Sorry, but worry not my progeny will carry the mantle on my behalf. As they unleash the wrath stocked in their blood. But soon they will learn just how deep my Lord intends to go and that only Patience is the key to his games...hahaha...poor children, if only I could march alongside you in misery. Born to Wrath, burial by Patience :Thaen_My Sloth... uhm mm... well, I am too exhausted to think of a monologue. But Yah, blah blah...something Diligence... All I know is that I am more hard working than all of them combined... that 'guy was truly not fair when dishing them out_ Born to Sloth, death by Diligence :Laen_My Lust fuels the passion of Creation, all beings lost in the throes of my splendor, indulging in desires so dark, and yet I am the purest of them all, abstinence is second nature. I weep for desires unfulfilled and yet Chastity that horrendous bi*** mocks me with laughter. Yet it seems only I suffer this cruelty; others are free in indulgence only I am a slave to virtue_ Born in the flames of Lust, sustained by Chastity :Haelan_My Hatred runs so deep that the abyss is flooded; the rivers of the underworld are mere streams to my Hatred. I hold nothing but hate in my heart and yet 'he wishes I hold onto compassion. In 'his twisted form of madness, 'he has left me with no other choice. I shall let 'it fester until the day I make 'him pay_ Born in the depths of Hate, Compassion my Love and my Death :Raelin_My Despair has seeped into the cracks of existence, corrupting the Light' of the 'Creator. All I feel is the despair and sorrow of all those born and chained in the embrace of 'the sisters' misery.'Unlike them, I search for her, elusive like the wind. I despair for the sight of her, and yet she will always elude me, shunning my pleas_ Born in Despair, mourning for Hope ...I feel the twisted love 'he holds for us all and yet they do not see it, blinded by Sin and Virtue :>Long but necessary:) what is the story about? Simply it's about the interplay of Sin and Virtue with a hint of Madness and Malevolence. Complicatedly, what makes sense may not actually make sense.

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings. According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live. So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. The silly Xion tried to run away but... Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand. "I've heard you tried to run away." Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face. "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..." The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered. Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble. "You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married." Xion "...!!!!"

The world has changed—drastically, irrevocably—and so have its people. For years, humanity has lived without the knowledge of the Server, a mysterious force whose influence has always been pervasive but never as unsettlingly real as it is now. The world is riddled with Glitches, forces that cause irrepressible damage to the Earth's cores and its foundation. Paxton Zen, a sixteen-year-old has been abandoned by his family and betrayed by life itself. But when the Server unexpectedly selects him for a second chance, Paxton is thrust into a reality he never dared to imagine and a game that bets his life at every turn. [CONGRATULATIONS, PAXTON ZEN. YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN AS A CANDIDATE FOR THE LORD POSITION] [REWARDS LOADING….] [YOU HAVE SURPASSED 99.5% OF CHALLENGERS. THE SERVER IS HIGHLY PLEASED] [YOU HAVE OBTAINED FOUR CHARACTER SLOTS] [YOUR RESULTS ARE OUT] [YOU HAVE BEEN GRANTED A 100% CHANCE OF OBTAINING A HEROIC CARD. A 90% CHANCE OF OBTAINING A LEGENDARY CARD AND A 80% CHANCE OF OBTAINING A MYTHIC CARD] [YOUR MIGHT IS BOUNDLESS!]..... Armed with the power of Character Slots and the enigmatic features of the Server, Paxton embarks on a journey to carve out the life he’s always dreamed of—and one he never believed possible. As a newly minted "Player," he faces challenges that go far beyond the ordinary, pitting himself against the lurking horrors of the Creatures of the Glitches, drastic gates that set in uncanny creatures upon the World. ------- CHECK OUT MY OTHER WORK AS WELL; I Regressed and became the Sword Ice King :) This book is inspired by two of my favourite novels, so I hope you like it as much as I do. Also, English isn't my strong suit, so please don't ridicule it too much (^-^)

Excerpt~~ "Do you know how long— I have wanted to do this?" When he spoke up, his voice was husky, a mixture of desire and sincerity. Matching with the look in his eyes. Sending this strong vibration across her body. "From the very time I saw you, walking down that aisle, dressed to kill. And all I could picture at that moment was how to get my hands on you." A smile lit up her face as her heart made a joyful leap at his words. She felt that fluttering sensation in the pit of her stomach. Hot blood ran down her spine, as she lifted a hand to stroke his cheek to be certain he was real and not some hologram before leaning forward to trail a simple and soft kiss on his hard- chiseled chin. This is where she wanted to be, in his arms. Safe and secured. "Now that I think about it, I caught you staring at me that I almost lost a foot—- you literally were drooling on me." He laughed. His laughter was so rich, it sent her heart racing again. Out of the ladies I have acted alongside with, I have to admit— I'm not saying this to make you feel elated or to sound cheesy but it was what I felt at that moment. I felt that connection I had never felt before in all the female actors I have acted with. Truth be told, you are the best……" Synopsis~~ Jane Anderson was a rising star who was making waves with her acting talent, but at some point had to give up some big roles because of her boyfriend and it had always been her dream to act alongside a top actor, Toro Wilson. She finally landed herself a big gig to star as the female lead in a historical magical drama, alongside Toro Wilson. It was a dream come true. To celebrate the day, she ended up in a bar with her half sister who is also a rising actress and her friend. They partied the whole night and the next morning, Jane found herself unclad in the bar upper room and it dawned on her, she had a one night stand with an unknown guy but while hurrying out of the room, unknown to her, a camera was secretly taking shots of her. Soon, she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her with someone she never expected. Amidst the heartache, she was accused of a crime she didn't do which made her give up acting. Situationship brought her close to the top actor, Toro Wilson, who for some reason had a trauma of laying his hands on women (touching women) Now the two grew closer and worked together. Jane has to beat all odds to rise to fame again while Toro helps her in every way possible. Note: The story might contain some mature contents so reader's discretion is advised.

Transmigrated into a cultivation world, reborn as a striking genius with extraordinary talent and a formidable lineage. But there’s a catch—he’s the villain, already pitted against the story’s invincible protagonist. So what? The hero may wield the power of fate, but this villain has a cheat system, taking every advantage with ruthless precision. Witness him defy the heavens, rewrite his destiny, and rise to unparalleled dominance!

A transient youth with an unusual name, Hoku, stumbles upon a hidden message in his late uncle's library. Provoked by a profound fascination, he encounters a distorted timeframe that reincarnates him into "The Sequel," a perilous alternate universe plagued by mysteries and fallen civilizations. Stripped of his memories and identity, Hoku must navigate this treacherous realm by forging alliances with strangers who appear to share his misfortune. To return to his own world, he must unravel the parties that purposed him to become the ‘Navigator of the timestream’. His quest pits him against the apprentices of a formidable deity known as "The Abundant Creator," forcing him to recover the past and confront the enigmatic truths that upended his grasp of his own existence.

Rising from a sea of blood, revived from extinction, as thunder cracks across the sky, Ye Xuan walks out of the blood sea... PS: This book is of a dark genre, the protagonist is cold and ruthless, it is not a tale of sainthood, there are no kneeling women, the protagonist is extremely violent. This is the story of a great demon king's return to the city, perhaps... this book has what you desire. Those of faint heart should not read this book, and neither should moral saints. Please consider carefully before falling into this pit, whether you want to read this book.

The day the city fell, Feng Yun was treated by her father as a spoil of war and presented to the enemy general. Everyone pitied her, soon to be a captive, plunging into a fiery pit. Yet she veiled the little donkey cart that took her out of the city tightly, daring not to let anyone see the secret delight in her heart… As a child, she behaved oddly and spoke startling words, once predicting a war in which the whole army was wiped out, nearly being burned to death by her clan as a demon. When she grew up, her beauty was out of the world, but she was rejected by her husband's family. In the period of chaos and disorder everywhewe, where could a female captive go? "I do not seek a devoted partner to grow old with; I merely wish to rule unrivaled in this life." In her previous life, Feng Yun was always the one being scorned by others; in this life, she decided to strike first, turning the tables on each and every one of them, those so-called unreachable flowers and beasts in gentleman's clothing, those degenerates… all to be scorned in return.

Billy Black never expected much from life, but even he didn’t think his own parents would sell him to demons for a sack of cursed gold. Betrayed and sacrificed, he awakens in the depths of Hell—not as some chosen hero or prophesied warrior, but as property. Stripped of his humanity and thrown into the lowest pits of the underworld, Billy is sold to a band of demon slavers and dragged into the Blood Crucible, a brutal gladiator arena where the damned fight, die, and rot for the amusement of their infernal masters. Weak and outmatched, he is nothing more than sport for the crowd—until starvation pushes him to do the unthinkable. In a moment of desperation, Billy devours the flesh of a fallen demon, its corrupted essence seeping into his bones. The transformation is slow, agonizing—his body warping, his mind darkening, his humanity slipping away. But with each bite, with each kill, he becomes stronger, faster, something not quite human anymore. His unnatural evolution catches the eye of Lady Vaelith, a widowed demon queen with a throne to protect and enemies circling like vultures. Intrigued by his potential—and aroused by his growing ferocity—she buys him from the pits. But not as a warrior. Not as a champion. As her consort. Billy refuses to be tamed, but the abyss is patient, and Vaelith knows how to turn fire into something even deadlier. As he spirals deeper into the pleasures and horrors of Hell, the question remains: is he still a man fighting for freedom, or has he become something far worse?

Born as the Third Heir of the Belmont Lineage, Icarus was expected to be the new hope of his clan. With a father that could split the skies, a mother that could sunder the earth and siblings that could fly through the skies, unfettered by any, he was thought to be the chosen of his generation—The star that’d pave the path for a new era. Sadly, misfortune struck the Belmont Lineage as upon birth, their young prince had been shattered. Born blind and deaf, his body had been cursed and his talents shattered to pieces as he was doomed to live within the shadow of the former glory his name invoked. Above all, he was fated to die on his 18th birthday as not even his father, a great immortal, could free him from such a fate. So for 18 years, he quietly lived, waiting for death to take him away—or so the world thought. Soon, the world would learn that the so called Nadyr Prince was much more than any of them could’ve ever fathomed. “The stars only seem to get dimmer and smaller as I age…”

Icarus had become the Sovereign God after destroying Olympus and stealing the powers of the gods. After becoming human again and dying, he is sent by the deity of death, Charon, to a new world. Reincarnated as Nathan Evenhart, he decides to live as a simple human but discovers that this world has real magic. Caught in a noble dispute because of his family's name, he is once again drawn into a conflict he didn't want. Now, having learned to love someone, he decides to start from scratch and master magic. Magic Academy, Magical Beasts, Elemental Powers, Enchanted Relics, Elves... this is the world he now lives in. There's only one small problem with his reincarnation... he is haunted by his arch-nemesis, the Goddess Athena. Experience the journey of the young General as he enjoys his new life in a world of magic. ----------- What to expect: -  An MC who was once an Olympian God in another life, now starting from scratch to master magic. - Legendary creatures that will appear in the story as companions (You and the protagonist will witness their evolution together). - A storyline of impending war being orchestrated, where YOU will follow both sides and learn information unknown to the protagonist. - Secrets and mysteries involving Athena's Ghost (TRUST ME, you'll want to uncover why she's haunting the MC). - Follow the protagonist's journey until the moment when War arrives for our young General.

An ocean of energy, that is the universe. The source matter comes from, the foundation of everything, and there is a prerequisite to touch it. Lucas was a soldier who almost met an unfortunate end. Fortunately, that was his chance at touching the extraordinary. But as we all know, everything has a price, and this one demands immediate payment before it can be enjoyed. On this journey, what will Lucas find? What will he lose? Will his character stay the same, introverted, indifferent and unmotivated? Will his heart stay hollow or will it be filled? And by filling it, is he opening the way for tragedies? After all, caring means risking pain when losing. In the end, were Humans' Limits for their own good? ______________ Money ? Fame ? Good but transient. The best investment would always be in oneself. We came to this world with only a soul and a body molded from energy. Unfortunately, like everything in the world, we were born shackled. I got lucky enough to see the path so I shall seek intrinsic elevation and transcend human limits. _______&_______ A soldier almost dying in the desert Needing to run from death after coming back to life Forced to jump into a pit after throwing death off his ass . "Can I at least have my heart soothed by some soft curves? They don't need to be too big." https://discord.com/invite/KgWYhBGYzv

'Kill monsters, eat meat' 'I mean, Kill monsters, save lives. Got it.' 'Tut, I could've sworn that the first one sounded better.' She wasn't a girl looking for freedom or self-righteous liberation by a hero, or whatever shit a girl who suffered for almost all her life would crave. -the shit of a life she was living was horrible, but it was bearable, and so she got used to it. Rather, instead of freedom, what this little missy wanted was money. Lots and lots of them so she never has to worry about the next day. Money - bountiful enough that when she has to spend, she doesn't need to look back or calculate her assets to see how much she has left. Money - bountiful enough to get all the fried chicken she could ever dream of. Yeah, you heard it, fried chicken. For those who did not have money to spare leisurely, getting fried chicken was like a pipe dream to them and she had been one of those unfortunate souls. A comfortable roof above her head and no worries as to when she would get ordered around to steal. No worries about when she would get her next meal-- That was her liberation. And she got it. Just that, she got it most absurdly. Awakened! Those were the people ruling the world, alongside beastly and deadly monsters who threatened the safety of average human beings. And those awakened call the shots. Alice never dreamed she would one day be awakened, and compared to others with their game-like system displaying their attributes and strength; she had a full-grown man whom only she could hear, watching her back at every turn and telling her what to do. He was kinda a pain in the ass but she couldn't complain. It was this gift he had bestowed on her that made her the most powerful Awakened there was with stats that even S-class awakeneds couldn't compare to. She was the boss, now. Mwa-hahahahaha. But life didn't go as easy and leisurely as she planned. With great power comes great responsibility, right? Well, in her case with great power comes great hunger. She couldn't go a moment without getting hungry and her stomach had become a bottomless pit. And to get food, she needed money, and to get money, she had to hunt monsters. The monsters plagued humanity, causing catastrophes and taking lives mercilessly. Those monsters, as scary as they may be, were her target and she had to face them head-on. The bigger the monsters the more money she would gain. Yeah, that was the plan, but... This guy acting as her system seemed to have other plans, putting her at the forefront of 'justice' and having her clean the mess he somewhat created. 'Ugh, I can already sense a shadow of foreboding. Someone, please tell me I'm not acting the main character role. I just want to eat, okay?'

Elias Kane thought he’d hit the jackpot when he and Juliana—a scarred, feral genius—built an app from stolen alien tech, a mind-bending tool that syncs to a voice and rewires wills with a silent pulse. In a crumbling city lab, they fucked, fought, and forged their chaos—25% charge to attune, 10% to command—until Juliana’s revenge spiral turned it bloody. She aimed it at the world that broke her—baristas groveling, professors caving, a dean’s wife drained—until cops hauled her off, laughing, leaving Elias with the phone and a trail of heat and guilt. Now he’s back in Red Devils, his rotting hometown, crashing with old crew Karlee and India under a lie—city burned me out. India, steel-edged dean of Red Devils Community College, hands him a psych prof gig, but Elias doesn’t know she’s in deep with Sal Ricci, a mafia thug who muscled her into power and wants payback—cash, favors, flesh. The app’s at 65%, buzzing with glitches—Signal: Unknown—and Elias tweaks India to soften her edge, a slow burn set to hit in three days. RDCC’s a snake pit—Karlee’s flirty heat, Romi’s raw muscle, AJ’s rebel spark, all ripe for the app’s pull—but Sal’s limo prowls closer, and the alien shard’s hum hints at eyes beyond the stars. Elias’s lies unravel as Juliana’s ghost drives him—keep it alive—and Red Devils tightens its grip. Control’s a lie, chaos is king, and every pulse could be his last.

THE DEVIL'S SERIES:- The Devil's Hunt is the new title... Don't worry guys because of the cover. “Lilith Isha Romanio, you really think that’s who you truly are, my Queen? Or shall I say it? Hm… my cunning little fox, My beautiful wife…” I was the nightmare of many people but he thinks I am cute. He was not the person I carved for. Neither did I want him to be my salvation. My Shadows were loyal to him. He watched me, stalked me, and shoved me into the memories which I never knew I had. Yet he did it. Painted my canvas, the black chaotic ones with a contrasting deep crimson. Rudraveer Pratap Rathore… those sets of smoldering grey eyes, sinister grin of the Devil, and his aphrodisiac sinful voice made my killermind traspie into his webs of hell. And his flames of hellfire stroke something dark and forbidden within me… Was I Lilith Isha Romanio? Or who was I? He questioned it and I, fell into a pit of abyss to answer it. With the shivers of pleasure, passion, and twisted love. And I? I enjoyed it. This was our Fated Twist… ~*~*~*~*~

He inches closer, a single finger roaming her heated skin. Breath mingling with breath. A loud bang vibrates through the room, so thunderous as if god himself was furious. Slowly he looks up staring out the large glass windows to the backyard, "You have a visitor." His rasps calmly. "Who?" Rose quickly fires, feigning ignorance. She knew well enough who it was. Her nightly visitor has arrived. Surprising, He only visits when she is alone. "One who comes out at night. Lurking in the shadows, in the darkness... just like its intensions." He looks down still leaning on top her, once more pinning her with his intense gaze. "Are you afraid?" His voice dead serious, eyes going back to look outside. And Rose lied, "No." But is it a lie when her fear was never really rooting enough to make her run the other way but instead often getting mixed with exhilaration. "You should be." He leaves her staring wide eyed on the sofa and goes to stand before the glass panes. "It's not happy to see me here. I can see the raging pits of fire in it's gaze. Ready to burn me right where I stand." he chuckled, sounding most sinister, "It definitely wants to rip my innards out." "You should take off your shirt." He suggests casually. "Excuse me?" "Let's see if it riles him up even more to shatter instead of just slamming the windows like a wuss." He rouses under his breath, his excited provocative tone not escaping Rose's attention. What the hell is he up to? "This isn't funny." Rose sputters out, standing up from the couch. "I'm not trying to be." He faces her again, sporting a deadpan face. "Whatever. You think I'm one of your stupid fan girls to take my shirt off just because you want to rile someone up? Besides, there's probably no one outside and you're only making it up to see my boobs like a pervert." His eyes roams her from top to bottom, there was distaste evident in his gaze. "When he comes at night and leaves a little something for you, maybe then you take off your clothes for him... like a slut." Rome stared into her eyes with nothing behind those icy orbs to show for a lack of meaning behind his words. Because he means every single thing he says to her. "Get. Out. Now!" Rose boomed furiously. "Whatever, I was leaving anyway. This has become boring." He walks towards her front door. "Wait. How do you know he comes at night and leaves something?" her eyes narrow. "Because I've seen it before." "You saw him? It is a real guy?" Rose wanted to confirm, for some reason she thought otherwise. "I never said I saw him. I've only seen it happening to someone else." "Whom?" "You don't need to know." He closes off. "Then at least tell me what happened to her? Can I meet this person?" "You can't." Refusing calmly he was almost out the door when Rose pleads against hope. "Please." "You can't because she disappeared." Those were the words that finally did it. Brought her racing heart and buzzing head to a sudden halt. "Never to be seen again." "When he stops visiting, that's when you should be most afraid." His words rang like a siren in the silence of her mind as he left. Now she felt true fear for the first time. == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?

Entro was on top of the world. A leading scientist in every field for his genius and ingenuity, until he was betrayed by his closest aide and casted into the pits of society. Upon receiving hope from an unexpected source, a fantasy novel, Entro's passion to innovate was reignited into a new source; bringing the fantastical creatures you read about, to life. https://discord.gg/RhP4Tt7J

In a future ruled by The Dominion, there is no freedom, no escape. Every 15 years, on The Selection day, newborns across the land are marked with a permanent cross on their right shoulders, chosen to be raised as soldiers for the state. At 15, those selected are thrust into a deadly survival game, where they are pitted against harsh environments—deserts, frozen wastelands, and jungles—and the terrifying, fearsome bots created to hunt them down. For two months, they must fight, survive, and prove their worth, or die trying. As the new generation enters their brutal fate, two teenagers from different sects must confront their deepest fears and fight for their lives. Only one question remains: Will any of them make it out alive? In a world where survival is a battle for power and identity, no one is safe. The Selection is more than a fight for life—it’s a fight for everything that makes them human.

Updates @15:00 and 16:00 (+8) Wood chopping might not be the best way to meet your Party Leader, but for Icarus, meeting Basila offered him a new life. Now, armed with a system, he can choose a path of riches! The Path of the Smuggler. The Path of the Dungeon Merchant! But control is tight in the lands of the elves. Adventurers are outlawed, executions are swift and without a trial. Good thing that Icarus is a horselord and Basila is a businesswoman! For them, the word NO is just the word YES spelled wrong! And may the Winds of Change blow the stagnation which is suffocating their country away!

"The missing ingredient is a test subject with Royal Blood..." Raven Kyzer, a Commoner boy, grew up in an orphanage along with his twin sister, after losing their mother at a young age, having never met their father. After being discovered to possess Royal blood, the twins are abducted by the Church of Persona. Raven is used as a test subject in an ancient form of Forbidden Magic, known as the Homunculus Ritual, while his sister goes missing in the clutches of the church. The Homunculus Ritual is conducted to turn Raven into a powerful but mindless Monster, a loyal weapon for the church with no sense of free will...but something goes wrong, the ritual fails to destroy Raven's mind and he escapes the clutches of the church. Furious at being turned into a Monster, Raven swears revenge against the church, determined to make them pay for what they did to him, as well as to rescue his sister from their clutches. But there's only so much he can do by himself, even with the new powers he gained through the Homunculus Ritual...that's when he has a fateful encounter with the nation's most wanted criminals, a group known as The Irregulars, who, like Raven, have their own reasons to despise and go after the church, as well as the corrupt Nobility that oppresses the Commoners. With their goals aligned, Raven decides to join The Irregulars, taking the first step on his long, arduous path to revenge... Instagram: @aimdaqs Discord Server: https://discord.gg/J497zhJb

Bruce is an aspiring comedian, and in more ways than one, he was struggling. His recent performances left the audience in an awkward silence he couldn't break. The only hobby Bruce enjoyed doing during his time of leisure was diving into the bottomless pit of depression called the internet, and reading online novels. Though he loves reading great stories, the other thing that hooked him was the stream of dopamine he gets from online battles. It's the kind of fighting where participants don't need to be strong or even know how to throw a punch, rather, meaningless victory goes to those with the foulest mouth and thickest skin. Both of which was the perfect definition of Bruce. He is one of those people who has a sad and empty existence. Lonesome and unhappy, Bruce finds the feeling of not being alone and joy in pointless arguments online. He's the kind of Bruce that can't throw a one-inch punch but could take one in any shape or form. After giving a bad review on a new popular online cultivation novel and getting the author's attention, Bruce's day became weird. One thing led to another, and before the day ended, he died. When he woke up, he found himself in the body of a young master in a different world. _________________________ Warning: This story is satirical and not for the easily offended. If you are one, please steer away. Though the cover isn't a big-breasted anime girl, allow this note to tell you that this work does include mature themes. Thank you.

they're coming for me! to get it out on me ! should I bite my tongue to death or spank my head and burst it open ,so they can only see the bleeding flesh inside it? no!! that'd be of no use ,that won't stop them . all they want is a flush to inflict suffering on, dead or alive ,it doesn't matter to them ! it's of no use, even if my body is dead and slowly decaying it'd still be warm before it will get cold even if it has no longer a soul , it'd still hurt torture me all you want , throw me into burning pit ,break my head open and put flames in it let my brain burn to blisters and to ashes I'll scream for you even after my vocal chords are twisted do what you want , whatever it is ! , but I ask of you for just that one thing if you have what it takes to do that in your fleeting mercy!!. that four walled store room was eery as it can get ,that person heard a whimperering downstairs the basement , and unlike the one in the store room who resisted none ,the one from the basement cried for mercy and screamed for salvation it was stupid of them to do it so . they can't escape this ,no one can hear them from outside it was in their destiny to rot in there or atleast rot their rationality and minds before they will get out from that castle !!

Many years after the destruction caused by a mad scientist, one region of the earth shattered into a bottomless pit that many tried to explore. They never returned. We follow the tale of a young man born with the gifts of a blacksmith, as he's forced to tag with a man of science with super powers and a assassin hell bent on killing him. They are about to experience one of the most bizarre creations mother nature could birth.

A tale about the rings of the seven kingdoms. It's powers and mysteries. What lies below for the descendant of one of the keepers of the rings. Fiona, a teen who Is embraced In wealth and honour. Her rich and expensive lifestyle Is being tested when she finds out she has powers. Her life took a turn after meeting the handsome, and mysterious Twilight Fall. Highschool ended up being more enchanting than she thought. Finding the lost rings and her families past truth. What will she find on this journey. Love, hatred or something even more than she could Imagine. His dark eyes and her brown sunny eyes. The journey for night and day Is what she will unveil with Twilight. Going through hell to find the rings before It gets Into the wrong hands, Fiona would travel through lands and worlds.   "Are you lost?". He just smirked by the question asked by me. I was the lost one. " You don't speak or,..." . I paused as he made a step forward.         "Me, lost.....". He finally spoke. My eyes were so opened with shock, hearing his voice. He had a calm yet strict voice It was so beautiful I thought he was singing.     "OH! Sorry, I thought you were lost. Besides, If your not lost what you doing In a dark cave with a creepy glowing creature". I looked at his creature as It perched on his shoulder.         He then opens his cloak and smiles. "Pardon, but Violet Is not a creature she's a friend". I looked at him with a puzzled expression. 'Who takes a creature as a friend?'. I thought to my self.         He stepped closer again, with just two step from me. "If you knew where you are, one would know thee who speaks out to the unknown". He spoke with his hands crossed behind his back.         I looked at him confused. What did he just say?. He was giving me more questions than answers.       "I don't have time for this I need to get out of here. My sisters might be looking for me". I said as I tried looking for a way out but, the only way out was to jump back Into the dark pit.           My heart jumped Into my mouth,as I almost fell into the pit again.         "It seems this fair maiden wants to die Immediately". As he smiles with pleasure, like he was mocking me.         "Can I be of some help". He asked politely, for once. I just froze up In fright, as I was not sure of who or what he is. "Come on, I don't bite". As he smirks dubiously.         I hesitated for a while, but I finally stepped a bit closer, with our nose almost touching. It was either I follow this beautiful essence, or die here In this creepy cave.       He pulled me with one hand, as his other hand was gesturing something, like he was performing some kind of jazz or voodoo I thought. I thank God I wasn't close to the little light. Cause It was at his right shoulder.         He suddenly closes his eyes. And like that.... , we were going through the cave walls like ghosts. His other arm was placed behind his back, as he just closed his eyes like he was dead.         I just watched his gawking appearance. His shining white hair, that looked like he cleansed them In a star, his light skin with no sign of scratches, marks, he was just smoothed by just looking at him, his lips were heart shaped with glistering effect, like he uses lip gloss.         I was just jealous looking at him. He finally opened his eyes. "We're here". He alerted all forgotten me. I released my self from his hold, as I saw my sisters calling my name. I was so relieved. I turned to thank him but, he was gone. N.B Cover not mine, from Pinterest. * No rape *

the light is going out quickly and it's midnight. the age of darkness is here.All seems lost. All seems an endless pit of agony. But peace be still, hope is lighting a light, a different type of light...in this adventure of loss and gain, darkness and findings, it is futile to refuse holding onto the light even if you don't know it's origin until this light begins to burn

Children are vanishing. Aziz was one of them. Dragged into the depths of the earth, Aziz is thrown into a pit to die—but death does not keep him. Each time he dies, he rises stronger, his senses sharpened, his resolve hardened. Leaving the pit only leads him deeper: to an underground forest, a brutal Exam, and finally, an academy ruled by the Order, a organization hidden from the world. They claim to seek peace, but their true purpose is shrouded in secrets Aziz is desperate to uncover and tear apart. Trapped between vengeance and the unknown, Aziz must survive trials, betrayals, and the truth lurking beneath it all... Revenge drives him. But will it blind him to the real enemy? All will fear the Divine Snake Cult. All will whisper the name Ghost. 3 - 5 CHAPTERS EVERY WEEK

In a realm ravaged by endless warfare, one warrior’s destiny is forged in the crucible of conflict. Ilya, an unassuming soldier burdened by loss and driven by a fierce sense of honor, awakens to an ancient, mysterious power that pulses through his veins. This newfound strength draws him into the heart of a brutal conflict where allegiances shift like sand and every battle could be his last. Haunted by enigmatic visions and guided by a spectral presence from a bygone era, Ilya embarks on a perilous journey that pits raw courage against the treacherous machinations of rival warlords. As armies clash in sprawling battlefields and political intrigues darken the corridors of power, he must confront the moral cost of war and decide whether to accept the destiny laid out before him or to carve his own path of rebellion. Every clash on the battlefield deepens the mystery of his origin and the true nature of his gift, while the bonds forged with fellow warriors and betrayed by erstwhile allies pull him further into a maelstrom of sacrifice and hope. With the fate of a fractured nation hanging in the balance, Ilya’s choice could either shatter the remnants of an ancient order or ignite the flames of a new dawn. Prepare for a spellbinding saga where valor meets vulnerability, and every chapter leaves you desperate for the next turn in the battle for freedom.

"Daddy, please don't turn off the lights. The monsters will find me." Ana pleaded as she pulled the covers up to her nose. “Don't worry, Ana. There's no such thing as monsters." Frank answered before flexing dramatically, earning a giggle from her, "Besides, if they tried to hurt you, I'd just beat 'em up!" "Promise?" "Promise." He kissed her forehead before he tucked her in and turned off the light. "Goodnight, angel." --- The world changed overnight. A mysterious system appeared in everyone’s minds announcing the detection of a “Breach.” Monsters unlike anything humanity had ever seen before began to emerge, immediately ending one-third of the world's population. And that was just in the beginning. Every father wants to be their daughter’s hero. It’s an unspoken rule written into every man’s DNA. But most fathers aren't pitted up against eight legged abominations. Frank was just an ordinary man; no training, no experience, just depression and a four year old. Yet, he was all that stood between Ana and certain death. If that's the way it was, then he couldn't back down. He made a promise, and he would keep it or die trying. Luckily, the world wasn’t entirely merciless. This "System" granted humanity a fighting chance: otherworldly gifts and powers that defied the laws of nature. While Frank's gift wasn't all sunshine and rainbows, it did give him power. Power enough to hopefully keep his daughter safe, and punish the monsters that dared threaten her in the first place!

In a world where towering mechs dominate the battlefield, Rei Asakura, a boy from a low-class colony, dreams of becoming a legendary mecha pilot. Despite having no noble lineage or advanced training, his unwavering determination drives him to enroll in Nova Astra Mecha Academy, the most prestigious military school in the galaxy. Surrounded by elite students, royal heirs, and corporate-sponsored prodigies, Rei is immediately dismissed as an underdog. But when the academy’s brutal entrance exam pits students against simulated warzones, Rei shocks everyone by outmaneuvering and outlasting even the top-ranked cadets. With a natural instinct for piloting and an unorthodox combat style, he rises through the ranks, earning the respect of his rivals and the attention of the academy’s top instructors. However, his journey is far from easy. Political conspiracies, rivalries, and hidden factions within the academy seek to crush his meteoric rise. As Rei pushes himself beyond human limits, he discovers a secret—his ability to resonate with mechs at an unparalleled level, allowing him to control them with precision no one else can match. With war looming on the horizon, Rei must prove himself not just as the strongest student, but as the pilot who will change the fate of the galaxy. But can an underdog truly stand against the forces that seek to control the battlefield? This is the tale of how one boy became a legend—the strongest mecha pilot in history.

Jaxon Kane was once a name whispered among gods, a force too dangerous to control. Stripped of his powers and cast into the desolate Pit of Encagnar, he now faces a final, unknown fate. Betrayed by those he once trusted, with nothing but his broken past and a fierce will to survive, Jaxon stands on the brink of death. But in a world of forgotten creatures and unspoken horrors, survival means more than just strength. When a monstrous being, Virethar, crosses his path, the stakes become higher than anyone could have imagined. As the shadows of his past resurface and secrets long buried begin to unfold, Jaxon must confront a mystery far darker than his exile. In Exile of the Fallen, nothing is what it seems, and the line between redemption and damnation is thinner than a breath.