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Echoes of a Threaded World

Memory fragment loading... He woke up alone. Cold. In a forgotten workshop. Dust thick in the air, silence heavier still. No past. No memory. Just a name he didn’t recognize as his own. And hands that remembered things he could not. Outside, the city of Velrith stood on three fractured pillars: the Crown, the Companies, and the Circles. Bound by fragile mutual deterrence, they smiled through gritted teeth—each holding weapons the others dared not unleash. The Garde watched the streets. The Garde Royale moved in whispers. The Nobility hid behind masks. The Companies behind contracts. And somewhere, untouched and untouchable, the Xenio worked in silence—answering to no one, owing allegiance to no one. In this fragile balance of power—where loyalty was currency and knowledge meant death—his arrival was… unwelcome. He wasn’t meant to exist. And yet, there he stood. Worse still, his body remembered how to survive. How to fight. How to hide. How to kill. Now the factions were listening. Watching. Questioning. Had someone brought him back? Or had he never truly left? Velrith held secrets no one dared speak aloud. And he was about to walk straight into them. The first lie was that no one remembered him. He didn’t know who he was. He didn’t know why he was here. But something had built him to survive. And something else was watching. He was not supposed to wake up. And that, too, was a lie. —LOG INTERRUPTED— Unauthorized recall request detected. Signal rerouting… Processing anomaly… Who are you?
justbehappywontyou · 1.7K Views

The Devil's Thread

A smile that bled through kingdoms. A dot that hides a fate unknown. --- Some call him a devil. Others remember only the smile—calm, beautiful, and soaked in blood. Lucifer awakens in a quiet border village with fragments of a forgotten past, a bleeding dream, and powers he never asked for. On one arm, a mysterious glowing dot. On the other, a progress bar tied to a name in a language long lost. He doesn’t know what he is. But he knows one thing—he’s not normal. In a world divided by power and ranks, where kings wields power and gods are only myths, Lucifer is drawn to the Academy: the center of civilization, where monsters are raised as champions. His quest is simple: “Academy.” But fate is not. He isn’t here to survive. He’s here to unravel a thread that could tear reality apart. --- Author Notes: Hey everyone, I’m Author Zero. This story isn't just about power levels and flashy academies—though you’ll find plenty of that too. The Devil’s Thread dives deeper into themes of identity, buried memories, dark choices, and the lies we accept to survive. There will be thrill, suspense, subtle worldbuilding, and philosophical layers buried beneath action and charm. Romance might arrive, but it won’t define the story. Think of it like peeling an onion. Except every layer bleeds. This is my first time crafting something like this. If you enjoy dark protagonists, beautiful lies, academy arcs, and the unraveling of something ancient and forbidden—this is for you. Support, votes, and comments fuel the story (and the Devil’s Smile). Thanks for reading. If you are the original owner of the image used for this webnovel cover, which has been remastered and altered using artificial intelligence, please contact us so we can discuss appropriate action. While the cover incorporates original elements enhanced by artificial intelligence, we thinks that it is no longer considered entirely original content. ~ Author Zero
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My Void System

In a world where power is woven into the soul by birthright, seven elemental Threads govern all existence—Flame, Tide, Gale, Stone, Light, Shadow, and Spark. These primordial forces shape the very fabric of reality, granting every child an Affinity drawn from the Source. To be born is to awaken to power. To awaken is to serve the weave. From peasant to emperor, none escape the loom of destiny. But destiny is a lie carefully spun. Long before Valeria’s spires reached skyward, before mortals were crowned with flame and storm, there was an Eighth Thread—Void. Unnamed and unbound, it defied the order of the Seven. Where others commanded element and form, Void offered choice. And choice... was dangerous. So they erased it. Buried its memory. Purged its name. And rewrote the world without it. Centuries pass, and the weave remains unbroken—until a single child is born without a Thread. Kael Draevyn, a boy with no Affinity, marked as a flaw in a perfect world. Cast out, forgotten, and broken by a system that denies his very existence. But when lightning cleaves the sky and the Source shudders, the Void stirs once more. Now awakened to a system unlike any before—the Void Engine—Kael finds himself outside the laws of power, a ghost in a world of flames and crowns. Hunted for what he is. Feared for what he could become. And with every step he takes, the ancient lie begins to unravel. The weave is fraying. The forgotten Thread has returned. And Kael must decide: will he mend the world that cast him out—or become the chaos it cannot contain?
cgwrites · 12.7K Views
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