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In a world where immortality is both a gift and a curse, Wei Wuji, an ancient being of immense power, has spent eons in solitude atop a forgotten mountain, detached from the fleeting lives of mortals. For centuries, he has observed humanity with indifference, content to remain a silent witness to their joys and sorrows. But one day, something shifts—Wei Wuji smiles for the first time in forever. This simple act ignites a longing within him, a desire to experience the world he has only watched from afar.

I, Zhang San, am absolutely a good person! I swear by the eight generations of my ancestors! What!? My ancestral grave just exploded!?

``` La Terre a subi un étrange changement. S'étendant des millions de fois sa taille originale, sa population fut soudainement divisée en deux. D'un côté, il y avait un groupe d'humains technologiquement avancés. Mais, de l'autre, un monde de cultivation avait grandi et prospéré. Les secrets ayant mené à ce changement ont été cachés dans l'obscurité depuis bien trop longtemps... Jusqu'au jour où un garçon né du côté Mortel du monde fut découvert comme ayant le talent d'entrer du côté Martial. Ayant perdu ses deux parents face à une marée cachée, il choisit de tout quitter derrière lui pour entrer dans cette terre de dangers. Quelles vérités allait-il dévoiler ? Que découvrirait-il sur ce qui séparait les Mortels des Cultivateurs ? Quels maux cachés voulaient s'assurer que son peuple ne se lève jamais et n'acquiert de pouvoir ? Et comment ces maux... traiteraient-ils de lui ? ---- Cette liste de choses que je hais est plutôt longue. La première est que je hais être mis à l'épreuve plus que tout. La deuxième est que je hais être mis à l'épreuve plus que tout. La troisième est aussi que je hais être mis à l'épreuve plus que tout. Les profondeurs de l'océan sont trop peu profondes, la lumière du soleil trop faible, le sol trop banal et les cieux trop exiguës. Pour ceux nés de ce monde incolore qui se croient dignes de me juger... Je ne peux que dire que c'est risible. Je suis le Dieu Immortel Sans Nom car même les Cieux eux-mêmes ne sont pas dignes de me nommer. Même sans connaître ma propre identité, je dessécherai les océans jusqu'à ce que seule une terre fendue subsiste, je plongerai le soleil dans une obscurité éternelle, je briserai le sol sous mes pieds et fendrai les cieux avec ma lame. Suis-je trop arrogant ? Quel droit as-tu de penser cela ? ---- https://discord.gg/awespec ```

Le Silence sous la Soie Dans un empire où les sourires sont masques, où les poisons sont plus puissants que les épées, et où même les dieux se taisent, un jeune esclave nommé Ken est vendu pour sa beauté inhumaine — des yeux aussi noirs qu’un abîme sans fond, une peau pâle comme la lune, et des cheveux qui ne reflètent aucune lumière. Acheté par Seiran, un mystérieux noble éblouissant, Ken devient son serviteur, son ombre, son reflet imparfait. Mais derrière son obéissance se cache un but : comprendre, surpasser, s’élever. Ken observe, imite, dévore le monde avec une seule intention : le dominer. Sa route croise Yuehime, apothicaire géniale, brisée mais indomptable, obsédée par les poisons plus que par les hommes. Puis Sahiya, consort impériale aussi distante qu’envoutante, dont le regard trouble les plus puissants. Et Ishime, dame de glace et de logique, froide comme la vérité. Mais tout change le jour où l’Empereur arrive incognito. Derrière la splendeur du trône se cache un mensonge : Jinshi, que tous croient frère de l’Empereur… est en réalité son fils. La vérité explose, les liens se brisent, les cœurs se dévoilent, et Ken voit enfin s’ouvrir une brèche dans le destin. À travers les jeux politiques, les trahisons silencieuses, les amours impossibles et les poisons lentement distillés, chacun cherche sa place, ou sa liberté. Mais dans un monde où les sentiments sont faiblesse, où l’intelligence est une arme et la beauté un piège… … qui survivra sans perdre son âme ?

Everyone says, "I'd rather be Xiao Yan's little brother than Tang San's sibling." Reincarnated as Tang San's twin brother, Tang Lan remains completely unfazed. With the activation of the [Tang San’s Luck Plundering System], he grows stronger by stealing Tang San's destiny! Directly absorbing a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor soul bone and awakening as the one and only Blue Silver Emperor! Seizing Xiao Wu to make her his main wife, Snatching immortal herbs to build his own faction, Stealing the inheritance of the Sea God, Seizing the position of Asura God, ... Years later, standing as a God-King, Tang Lan looks down at an aged and feeble Tang San. "Sorry, little Sanzi, I can only bring our parents to the God Realm with my two divine positions." "As for you…" "Well, you only have yourself to blame—you just didn’t train hard enough!"

X had been living alone since his parents died when he was ten years old. Five years later, X heard of a place called the "Cave of Life", where there was an elixir that could restore life. He immediately went there, but something weakened X's body. Four years later, on New Year's Eve, a phenomenon occurred that changed X's life and gave him new hope of bringing his mother and father back to life.

Random crack ideas for my story, don't expect much guys its just a regular poorly written fanfic. Warning battles some of the battle may excessive blood or violence. Don't take this seriously just have fun.

Crash-landing onto Earth, The Celestial "Lucky" finds themself being nursed back to health by a powerful adventurer. With her powers gone and her confidence shaken she sets out to become... A maid?! (Uploaded version is the initial draft of the work LxD. The final edited version will be available for purchase in the future and you can check the progress of the book by visiting Lucky's streams twitch.tv/TheLuckyTempest) I will also be posting my drafted stories on Royal Road & Wattpad. The final edits will be available for purchase elsewhere.

follow the adventures of Lewis Arthur leywin the first class singularity the hope of the world the strongest avenger . the one and only as his struggles to protect his planet, timeline and then the multiverse . he will have some help as well from his friends and family.

Every step toward the truth awakens a darker side of her—a side that knows how to kill without mercy, vanish without a trace, and manipulate the very science that erased her past. But in a game where loyalty is currency and her own mind is the battlefield, how do you trust yourself? "Dust of Her Mind" is a pulse-pounding spy thriller with a psychological edge, blending Namibian heat with cold betrayal, and one woman’s fight to piece herself back together—before the ghosts she forgot come back to finish the job.

In a universe where farming is a falsehood, one shattered man possesses the truth: in order to save everyone, he has to rot everything.** Exiled to the Blighted Steppes' toxic wasteland after his meridians were smashed by an explosion in a Rot Zone, scholar Lián survives by mapping patterns of rot for scavengers. Disabled and discarded, he discovers a nightmare truth: the "impurities" corrupting the world are not just that—**Primordial Decay**—raw energy from creation's beginning. Modern cultivation suppresses this energy, but at a terrible cost: with every pilled-down pill swallowed, with every immortal who ascends to the heavens, *accelerates* the unmaking of reality itself. When Lián touches a fossilized dragon bone humming with rot, his broken form does the impossible: it *drinks* in the corruption. Where others break down, he thrives. Under the tutelage of **Old Man Moth**—an immortal rotted alive for 10,000 years—Lián learns to master forbidden **Rot Arts**: miniaturizing foes to dust, unwinding spacetime through decay, and concocting elixirs from the raw juice of chaos. But his power catches the attention of **The Preservers**, a cult of immortals who purge "decay-spreaders" to maintain their parasitic reign. Lián invades the radiant facade of **Jade Aegis Academy**—where cultivators are taught to bleed decay into mortal cities—and uncovers Heaven's worst secret: the gods are not wise. They are *cowards*, poisoning lower planes to prevent a cosmic extinction. To end this cycle, Lián must become everything the universe is terrified of: **Heaven's Anathema**, the very literalization of decay. Salvation, however, comes with a cost: to bring back existence, he must first bring empires, sects, and even the immortals themselves. to dust.

Keith Rovan, a crazy guy who got transmigrated inside a novel as an extra named Eric Jonas. In the novel, Eric was a child who never received any kind of love or affection from his family because of that, the struggle he had to face are numerous. However, the silent endurance of his hardship, slowly leads him to the edge of suicide as an escape from the cruel world. Who wants to live and die like that character, especially Keith who had an polar opposite character of weak Eric. So eventually, he decides to change the original plot. Not by acting as an angel, instead a devil who lives for his own desires without concerning anything. He never hesitates to dominate over others or eliminate the ones that dare to cross his path. However, his path dramatically leads him towards the future ultimate villain, Abaddon Mir. They are born enemies because of their families, rivals in name, but what crazier is… with time, the rivals are turning into toxic lovers.

There lived a girl named 'Akari Takahashi' who is the first born in a set of quadruplets. The quadruplets are physically, socially, emotionally,financially and academically stable. They are now 15 years old and are in high school and are known as "The Classic Girls" in school. They always come first in their academics but one day, a boy named 'Tomo Kobayashi' beat them in their own game. And the quadruplets set up a plan to bring him down FOR GOOD! But what will happen when akari falls in love with him. Will she cancel the plan or break his heart. Read This Book To Find Out!

In a world where humans and alpha genes co exist, Katherine Vance, a 19 year old College student was born without powers. will she be able to change her fate?

In the ancient world of Vaikarthan, power is not a matter of strength alone—it is the shaping of essence, the alignment of body, soul, and energy with the rhythm of the cosmos. And yet, some do not walk toward divinity. Some are born from its shadow. Rudra is a boy without ambition. He desires no throne, no glory, no empire. His dream is peace—a quiet life, a warm family, a soft death before the one he loves. But within him lies a potential so profound, the stars would bow if it ever awakened. Where others climb toward power, Rudra floats—weightless, uncertain, unwilling to chase what he cannot believe in. Until the moment everything breaks. Until the silence of a forest is shattered. Until blood stains memory, and innocence is torn from his hands. And then... something opens. From that moment onward, Rudra no longer walks within the world. He begins to reshape it. His power does not follow a single path—it bends between forces: the pulse of creation, the rage of destruction, the paradox of becoming both at once. He is the breath that builds. He is the step that erases. He is the flame that grieves, and the storm that dances. And should he ever truly choose to rise— even the divine will fracture beneath his will.

The start of a cult and the regression towards extremism . The cult of a man who told the world he would catch fireworks , a being was prophesised , a bitter being who would rain down vengeance of a thousand years . The cycle of renevge would end because the prophet would commit any atrocities there would be to commit , as nothing would rectify this hellish cruelty about to transpire on earth.

In the heart of the burning frontier, where justice is a whisper and the graveyard always has room, one man rides with nothing left to lose. Calder Nash is a ghost from the past—a former lawman turned ruthless bounty hunter. His name once struck fear into outlaws and crooked sheriffs alike, but after vanishing for years, he returns to the dust-covered town of Deadman’s Hollow with one mission: Find Elias Vane. And kill him. Vane, leader of the infamous Blackthorn Gang, left Calder for dead and destroyed everything he ever loved. Now Calder rides a bloody trail through outlaw-infested saloons, haunted towns, and cursed lands—where every bullet carries a price and every face could be his last. But vengeance never rides alone. A mysterious girl follows Calder. A bounty is on his head. And the deeper he rides into the badlands, the more he realizes… Some ghosts refuse to stay buried. In a world where good men die fast and the wicked ride free, Calder Nash will carve his name back into legend—one body at a time.

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The Dust Never Settles is a haunting love story between two young souls who meet at the fault line of America’s deepening divide. Ethan Caldwell, a privileged filmmaker from New York City, travels to a forgotten Appalachian town to document rural decay and social neglect. There, he meets June Whittaker — a coal miner’s daughter, surviving amidst poverty, addiction, and the slow death of her hometown. Fiercely intelligent and painfully self-aware, June hides poems in her notebooks and sees the world through the cracked lens of a secondhand camera. Drawn together by curiosity and a shared longing for something more, they fall in love beneath firefly skies and flickering neon. But when their lives entwine, so do their contradictions — city and country, privilege and survival, storyteller and subject. And love, as they soon learn, is not enough to rewrite the narrative. A tale of fractured America, The Dust Never Settles explores what happens when love tries to bloom in soil that was never meant to hold it.

In a country drowning in oil and starving in silence, five citizens—each born into promise—struggle to survive, resist, and remember as their national currency dies, and the dollar becomes god. What begins as inflation becomes cultural erasure, and what’s left must either be bartered, buried, or burned. Multi.lead

this novel take an inspired from poppy playtime from mob entertainment and there are a few different like it don't follow the bigger bodies initiative and actually it has no bigger bodies initiative and it has no it is public in the demon news and other more so I'm not copying poppy playtime i just inspired of it and there is many more so i didn't steal or anything and from i understanding this app has fan-fic if this is copy and a steal then what it is the other fan-fic then? and it may seem like it also the mix of scp Aswell just a bit different.

Anger fueled by betrayal, helplessness, regret, self-blame and most importantly, revenge. This lost soul who holds onto this anger struggles to move on in life with hopes of resolving his mistakes and losses in every possible way. For his very cause, he dwindles around the cycle of wealth, affection and demise. Of course, milestones were met but what will this very lost soul do once he learns of the real truth behind his haunting past.

What’s Good? What’s Evil? Yuan Tianzhu didn’t know anymore. Torn in two halves—one shining with righteousness, and the other embodying pure evil—He was walking on a tightrope of morality, suspended above an abyss of darkness. Is he Good? Is he Evil? Or something far worse? The only thing Yuan Tianzhu knew for certain is this: People are born innocent. But he? He was anything but.

"I wanted him to see me. Now he can't look away." He was perfect. Successful. Charming. The kind of man women crave without ever touching. But I didn't want just a moment- I wanted forever. So I did what no sane woman would ever do: I took him. And now, as he stands in front of me with those eyes-dark, dangerous, devouring-I know: He's not the kind of man you admire from afar. He's the kind of man you fear. Those eyes-damn those eyes. They speak louder than words. They see me like I'm everything he's ever wanted. But in that gaze, there's no love. Only something deeper. Darker. What began as obsession has become something far more dangerous- a twisted game of control, power, and desire. And there's no way out. Not for him. Not for me. For those who believe in the darker side of love- and are willing to lose control to find it.