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Schuyler Church

Ashen Requiem

"I am humanity's last hope, torn by demons. The burden rests on me alone." The sky drop in 2030. Black and white meteorites landed on Earth and set off forces not ready for human experience. The black stones brought corrupt practices and horrible mutations. Though at what expense the white stones provided gifts and comfort? The earth sank. Older borders disappeared. Once considered legends, creatures reappeared, and the first portals to hell opened in metropolitan areas. Among this anarchy, one power emerged singularly : The World Government. Though behind its words was total control, it promised peace and rebuilding. Born in this new order as a holy branch of the government under the charismatic man Klein Illias Seraphiel, the New Church emerged. Alleged Pope, praised as a prophet, but secretly known as a demon. Only one man stood against this new order : Kang Soo Jin. A rebel, falsely accused of many crimes he never committed. Captured, tortured, and executed. But before dying, he swore to return. Since then, rumors have spread. Kang Soo Jin will return, and it will not be for forgiveness. __________________________________________ A/N: Please give your reviews and participation so I know I have real readers ! This is my first book so I'd like to be good at it for the next ones. __________________________________________ → Tags : #Transmigration #R18 [ Violence – Gore – Dark Fantasy – Explicit...] #Overpowered #Tragedy #Post-Apocalyptic #Thriller #Mysterie #Worldbuilding → Chapter Lenghts : 1.000 – 2.000 Words.
Ophicius · 78.5K Views

Even Villains Dream of Happy Endings [BL Poly]

[A whychose bl novel with multiple partners] #guideverse #nameverse #transmigration #villain # bl #blpoly #apocalypse #weaktostrong #academy #soulmates Two Souls, one body and a fate they refuse to accept-because even the villains dare to dream of love and salvation... — "Villains don't get happy endings," Eiden whispered softly, his eyes filled with tears. "Then I'll burn this world... until we get the ending that we deserve." I vowed to Eiden, the boy trapped inside his own body, watching as I rewrite his destiny. — Cursed by the cruelty of his old life, Killian awakens not in heaven, nor in hell—but in the broken body of the most hated villain of his favorite novel, Eiden Constello. Eiden was an Esper destined to die by beheading, alone and unloved all because he dared to try to kill the novel's heroine for the sake of his unrequited love for the novel's protagonist. But this world wasn't that simple. It contained soulmarks, espers and guides who sought to defeat monsters and clear gates, corrupted churches, and royal conspiracies entwined with broken families and hidden powers. Killian carries not only the memories of his past life but the secrets of the original villain, Eiden Constello, a misunderstood and mistreated boy whose soul still lingers within him, longing for love. The Church calls him the harbinger of ruin. The Royals fears his strange power. And the heroine hides her cunningness behind a sweet smile. They are all plotting something. Something that can bring the world to its doom. Marked by fourteen forbidden soulmarks, tied to men as broken, dangerous, and beautiful as he is—including a prince in disguise, a fallen knight, the Empire's fiercest commander, a loyal streetfighter and a ruthless guildmaster watching from the dark—Killian will rise. From exile to ruler. From discarded bastard son to the leader of the rebellion. From a lonely stray to the center of a fierce, tangled love deeper than any the world has ever seen. But when destiny burns and chaos rises, even gods may kneel before the abyss. And the boy they cast away will decide the fate of the world. __ "Rhydian's hand slid from my jaw to the nape of my neck, fingers threading through my thick black hair, pulling me closer until our bodies barely touched—electric, hungry, and intimate. His lips brushed against my ear, warm and soft, a breath of flame in the dark. "You are mine... my light in the endless night, the star I burn for. Not some shameless bitch who thinks the world is hers to play with." Every syllable was a promise, a dark caress that ignited something fierce and fragile inside. My chest tightened, the weight of those words grounding me as if the chaos inside could finally be stilled. The fire in my lover's eyes met the abyss in my own, and in that moment, the impossible balance between light and shadow was our silent vow. I felt cherished, claimed—not just as a flame or a shadow, but as something timeless, something worth fighting for. My pulse thundered in my veins, the abyss inside me stirring with a strange longing—to be consumed, to be held, to be claimed completely. The fire and the void tangled between us, fierce and unyielding, a perfect storm of desire and devotion. And in that moment, under the watchful gaze of shadows and stars, I knew I was no longer alone in the darkness."
harutotreasure13 · 4.7K Views

Kael Viremont: The Last Light Screams

The world remembers him only in whispers. In stories meant to frighten children. In scriptures sealed behind church vaults. In the charred ruins of cities that dared to stand tall. They call him many things. The Lord of Endless Midnight. The Sovereign of Ashes. The Demon of the Last Light. No one speaks the name he once bore. No one remembers the man. His throne sits atop a black citadel built where no grass grows. No birds sing above it. No stars shine above its towers. The land around it decays — not because he wills it, but because the gods themselves turned their eyes away from him. He does not speak. He does not smile. He does not sleep. Only once in a while, when the flames of war flicker low, he dreams — and the world trembles. In those dreams, there is no blood. Only a woman’s laughter, soft and warm. A child running through wildflowers. A fire in a hearth that smells like safety. Faces blurred by time, yet never truly forgotten. He wakes. He feels nothing. And so he marches again. The world believes he seeks conquest. That he wishes to drown the continent in darkness. But that is not the truth. The truth is worse. He is not here to rule. He is here to erase. To burn the world that betrayed him, not out of hatred… but because it no longer deserves to exist. He tried to protect it once. He begged. He bled. He trusted. And for that, they fed him to the flame — and made him need the darkness. It was not always like this. He was not always this. He once had a name. He once had a family. He once had a friend who called him brother. They are gone now. He remains. Not Kael Viremont, the Duke of the Western Vale. No. That man died in chains of ash and blood. What remains now… ...is a silence the gods cannot bear to hear. Let the world scream his name in fear. Let them curse the night he fell. Let them pray to empty heavens. For the last light is long gone. And its scream has only just begun.
Yahya_Hilal · 2.9K Views

Conquering the Stars with the Undead

“You shall command… Legacy.” Charon thought he would grow up to be a hero, a savior, a shining light for all humans across the galaxy. But humanity is at war. Beset on all sides, their empire is standing only through the combined forces of technology and magic. Massive mechs were constructed, the fabled Colossus Machines, designed to defend the galaxy. The Mages were rallied, bringing forth elemental destruction. Despite their efforts, it wasn't nearly enough. The Elvish Menace managed to breach the outer ring, invading and conquering dozens of planets, leaving millions behind to try and pick up the pieces. Charon was one of them. An orphan from Earth, he was sent into a trial to fight for his powers, earning the gaze of the God of Death. Judged to be worthy, he was granted a rare and reviled element. Gifted with the ability to use souls as gateways, he summons forth creatures from distant realms. Undead monsters, hateful revenants, and blood-sucking vampires all fill the ranks of the dark hordes, all waiting for him to call out. With great armies at his back, Charon will fight under the banner of the Human Empire, determined to beat back the Elves who destroyed his home. Planets must be claimed, their populations subjugated and converted to new faiths to grow the power of the gods. The other churches, however, will not sit idly by as Charon rises... **WARNING** The main critique is that this book has a slow start. If you like fast action, it will come; just get to around chapter 20. The story has a lot of nuance and subplots. If you like complex world-building and lore, you'll love this. DISCORD: https://discord.gg/BJ3DTumc29
Trim_2cool · 13K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 31.3K Views

Isekai Magic Gunslinger in Another World

Seventeen-year-old Wes Walker is a goofy, sharp-witted, game-obsessed high schooler who’d rather play his handheld shooter than pay attention in class. His childhood best friend, the fiery tsundere Scarlett Hayes, acts annoyed by him—but secretly harbors a long-standing crush. One fateful afternoon, their daily walk home is cut short when a speeding truck ends their lives. But death isn't the end—it's just the beginning. Waking up in the celestial domain of the dazzling goddess Lady Seraphina Lumeria, Wes and Scarlett are offered a second chance at life... in a new world of swords, sorcery, and monsters. They get to choose their own classes—and while Scarlett becomes a fierce swordswoman, Wes's eyes gleam at a unique option: Magic Gunslinger, a class never seen before. Armed with a sentient goddess-forged revolver named Reveria, infused with all elemental affinities, Wes embarks on a chaotic, hilarious, and action-packed journey. From the moment they arrive in a lush forest and save a princess from a monster ambush, the duo is swept into a whirlwind of dungeons, quests, and world-shaping battles. Wes quickly gains a reputation—not as a hero, but as an antihero. Ruthless in battle yet charmingly eccentric outside of it, he becomes known as the Bullet Reaper—a battle junkie with a devil-may-care grin and unmatched marksmanship. As he rises through the ranks of the adventurer's guild, he builds a diverse harem of demon queens, noble ladies, goddesses, and more—each drawn to his wild heart and unpredictable soul. Whether he's helping cities, liberating slaves, outwitting corrupt churches, or accidentally stumbling into political marriages, one thing is certain: trouble always finds Wes Walker. But with Reveria at his side, bullets blazing, and a dream to become the greatest magic gunslinger in history, he's ready to carve his legend across this new world. Action. Comedy. Romance. Chaos. This is the outrageous story of the first-ever Magic Gunslinger—Wes Walker—and the unforgettable legacy he leaves behind.
Alejandro_Montas · 738 Views

Shards of Silence

Audrey Jones has spent her life trapped behind pristine walls, part of a family that shines in public and shatters in private. To their church and school community, the Joneses are the perfect family—devoted parents, active leaders, and doting caretakers. But behind the doors of their immaculate home, Audrey is subjected to cruel punishments, relentless gaslighting, and isolation designed to break her. When the Joneses adopt Mia, the daughter of their deceased friends, Audrey hopes for a sister. Instead, she gains her worst tormentor. Charming and cunning, Mia quickly earns their parents' favor and manipulates her way into the role of the perfect child. With each passing day, Mia spins a web of lies that paints Audrey as unstable, pushing her deeper into loneliness and convincing everyone around her—including her teachers—that Audrey is dangerous. But Mia’s greatest weapon is not the belt or the starvation. It’s the story she weaves so masterfully that no one questions it. When Audrey collapses at school, worn down by sleepless nights and Mia’s slow chemical sabotage, she finds an unexpected ally in Mrs. Hayes, an English teacher who sees through the golden facade. As the Joneses tighten their grip and Mia’s manipulation escalates to terrifying heights, Audrey must decide whether to keep surviving inside the golden cage—or find the strength to shatter it. In a world where truth is dismissed as delusion and love is wielded as a weapon, Audrey's fight is not just for freedom, but for the right to own her story.
Minerva_Ivy · 10K Views

Evolving My Manacore With Coins From Another World

“What would you do to live the life you knew you were always meant to?” This is the question Feo faces after falling from grace. Once a prodigy destined to become the next Divine Mage, everything is stolen from him after a fight with a church elder. Stripped of his family, his noble lineage, and his magical power, he finds himself at rock bottom. Desperate, with nothing left to lose, a strange figure offers him a deal. If Feo is willing to do anything, he can have a chance to live the life he was always meant to. With no other options, Feo accepts. He is granted the Golden Messiah System, a cheat-like power that allows him to grow his manacore by using coins earned from completing quests. In a world where most are stuck with the same limited mana they were born with, the ability to grow and strengthen his power gives him an edge no one else has. But, Feo quickly learns that this system is far from benevolent. This isn’t a system that just grants power—it demands everything in return. As Feo begins to rise, he realizes that the cost of growth is more sinister than he could have imagined. Each decision he makes forces him to choose between power and humanity, and with every step, the system pushes him further down a dangerous path. But Feo has one goal: to become the strongest. And he’ll do anything to make that happen. *** Three chapters a day. The story takes place in a steampunk magic world. The MC is being tasked with pushing the world towards a new religion, however, he only cares about living the life he feels was stolen from him. R18 scenes involved. I'm just having fun with this.
Maekaveli · 16.9K Views
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