Weeping Scope

In a world where swords and sorcery dictate the progression and stability of the world, Xerxes finds himself torn from it after taking a quest to a devastating place exempt from the natural laws he had grown accustomed to. Within this strange world, he discovers a scope of truth behind the mysteries, and a degree of power beyond what was known. This served as a catalyst, making him question the world he has come to know and love, in order to fight for the world he wants to protect.

Ali never meant to die. All he did was chase down a man trying to kidnap a child. One moment he was in Riyadh, the next, a gunshot. Darkness. He wakes up in chains, his throat dry, blood staining his chest, and a name that isn’t his. Zad ibn Salem. A slave. A heretic. Seventh in line for execution by beheading. In his palm, a bloodstained card, black, jagged, and marked with something unholy. The Card of Shaytan. It whispers one truth. "Only in death shall you find the answer." Thus begins a cursed journey through Agrabiyya, a kingdom of golden deserts and cruel kings, forgotten gods and forbidden magic, where fate isn't granted, but stolen. Where ancient cults move in the shadows, angels weep in silence, and wars are waged. What crime did Zad commit? Why was Ali chosen? And what lies beyond the door that only death can open? The answers wait in dust, in blood, and in the quiet laughter of something watching from the dark. IMPORTANT NOTICE: Please note that this is a mystery/fantasy story. Every line is accounted for to enhance your experience. During certain arcs, you may be able to solve mysteries before they are officially revealed, so pay close attention. I can’t say much more. Just remember, always distrust people. Always think one step ahead. Always balance your logic with your emotions. A balance must exist, for in time, you shall find an answer. Another notice: Once the first arc is complete, which is currently ongoing, I’ll be commissioning character art, a new poster, and a system explainer when the time comes. I have a lot of plans. Chapters will release either daily or every two days, and sometimes multiple chapters in one day.

When the bedroom door creaked open, revealing an illicit affair between a beloved partner and a trusted friend, a world shattered—this was a past life. Reborn, the same scene of betrayal unfolds, but now it feels absurd. Watching the friend weep with self-inflicted slaps and the partner cling pitifully, a gentle smile hides icy resolve. No longer the fool kept in the dark, a live broadcast exposes their humiliation, a meticulously crafted investment scam ensnares them, and feigned flattery at a banquet sets the stage for their downfall. Their schemes are turned against them, their obsession with fame and fortune used as bait in a web of revenge. A hidden camera captures their disgrace, a divorce agreement conceals cunning traps, and a high-society gala becomes their judgment day, with a live stream tearing apart their facade. As a syphilis diagnosis, rumors of an illegitimate child, and crushing debts bury the despicable pair like an avalanche, the avenger stands atop the ruins, only to find victory tastes hollow. The blood of betrayers stains the path of vengeance, but this rebirth—is it for destruction, or to reclaim a self once devoured? This war waged in the name of love has only just begun.

"If fate wants me to suffer, it should have picked someone else!" —Raven. Raven wakes up as the protagonist of his favorite novel. He knows the brutal storyline that makes grown men weep. The original protagonist endured it all, but Raven has no plans to play along. He has a system, but that broken thing has everything locked. He has knowledge of the plot, but no clue what twists the author hid beyond what he read. He has a choice to suffer like before or rewrite everything. The tragic twists? Fuck them The heartbreaking losses? Skip them Pointless sacrifices? Save them No more misery for the sake of character growth. This time, he is writing his own legend and a story worth remembering! ............................................. What you can get from the story: - 1. A good laugh. 2. A harem that isn't braindead. 3. An MC who grows (both physically and mentally) as the story goes. 4. An MC who wants to avoid trouble, no matter what kind it is as he already has a lot of trouble in his life, but that doesn't mean he would smile if you insult him (he ain't a pushover). 5. A plot where every character would feel alive. 6. A plot with no yuri or NTR; those are not my cup of tea. ............................................. Also, if you guys want in on my discord channel, this is the invite link to my discord server: https://discord.gg/9RgqByvQHU

Enor. A world of ceaseless rain, where steam rises from the land in a slow exhalation, as if the planet itself breathes in torment. The dark heavens weep, the ground smolders, and amid it all, a boy sells himself to chains. Merrin Ashman walks into slavery—not for survival, nor profit, but out of fear. Out of shame. His hands are stained with his brother’s blood, and the weight of that sin crushes him. He does not weep. He does not rage. He is too much a coward to take his own life, yet too hollow to live without purpose. He does not seek redemption. Not yet. But he yearns for something—some task, some meaning, some distant thing to justify the ruin he has wrought. And fate, ever cruel, answers. By chance or divine will, he snaps at the cruciform. In that shattering, something awakens. A power, terrible and vast. He becomes a caster, one who moves the symbols. And with it, revelation: a destiny sought through time. El’Shadie. The title lingers like a question. A savior or a scourge? A harbinger of ruin or the world’s last hope? He does not know. But the path is before him. A path through a world of shadowed faiths, churches and warring clans, of casters wielding forces beyond reckoning, of monstrous fallen things clawing from skies. And this time, the El’Shadie must choose what he will be.

In his moment of crisis, the very sister Rhys had raised plunged a poisoned dagger into his heart to seize the 'Primordial Core'! Reborn one day before the game's launch, his heart turned to ice: This life, all ties severed! That ungrateful sister? The Bloodmoon Pack? Their life, death, glory, or shame meant nothing to him! Upon activating the Primordial Core, he unexpectedly gained Unique privileges—[Cosmic Finality]! The Siphon Authority awakened! Slay to Siphon—all affixes of creation could be harnessed, infinitely stacked! While others still struggled beneath Slimes, his Fireball already carried [Efficient Casting], [Multicast], and [Guaranteed Critical Hit]! When the masses scrambled for Common-grade equipment, he beelined for an Ancient-grade necklace. The negative effect of locking HP at 1? What others saw as trash became a seed of divinity in his hands! Paired with Siphoned affixes like [Absolute Evasion] and [Damage Immunity], he would become the Final Archmage—annihilating all creation with but 1 HP! The game poised to merge with reality? This lifetime, he would wield Unique Authority to Siphon celestial demons and ascend as the Supreme Finality! The ungrateful sister knelt, weeping and begging? The Bloodmoon Pack groveled for mercy? Rhys sneered: Upon you all... I enact Finality!

"Born of Dragons, yet cursed by the Abyss—a king of two dooms." ---- Ryuk Knull was nothing—just another powerless human in a world ruled by Titans, Vampires, and Fallen Angels. Until the Knulls came and took the only family he had left. On the brink of death, he awakened the Draconic Pets Evolution System—a power that doesn’t just tame beasts but binds them to his very soul. With it, mere monsters become apex predators. And Ryuk? He is their master. But power alone is not enough. He is a fusion of the most hated and the most divine—A being that should not exist. The abyss whispers. The dragons call. And when he rises—none will be spared. This is the Tale of the Abyssbourne Draconis! ========== Volume 1: Ryuk Knull [Completed] Volume 2: Ascension Academy [Completed] Volume 3: Saviour or Destroyer [Completed] Volume 4: Son of Theth'Vorgath [Ongoing] An Excerpt from Volume 4: "Call my name… O bearer of my blood..." "Call the name of I — Theth'Vorgath —" "The Tool of Destruction, forged by the hands of gods." "The Crying Demon, whose Wretched Mortal Soul weeps for all he’s slain." "The Breaker of All Things, who turns his spear against heaven and hell alike." "Call me, my son..." "For you are blood of my blood — the Son of Theth'Vorgath." ========= Join the Discord for character illustrations and talk with the author: https://discord.gg/gTkMp93wxW

Alexander always felt abandoned and neglected... After his mother walked into the hollow and never returned, he resigned himself to a fate of mediocrity. That was before the Calling. Marked by the Tower and chosen as a Pathseeker, Alexander is thrust into a fate far beyond anything he imagined. Tasked with unraveling ancient Mysteries across fractured timelines, each one capable of making gods weep and demons dreadful. He must endure horrors from beyond his time, revelations veiled by truth, and impossible battles that shred reality. But the greatest threat may lie within. Cursed with a dreadful flaw born from his trait, and an unholy bloodline that stirs him towards the path of no return.

Are you still fussing over obtaining mythical pets and exotic top-tier battle gear? Watch me as I bring along warheads, Spider tanks and Reaper4000 to swiftly wipe out multiple stages and slaughter the Boss! No matter how well you are in dodging bullets, or how acute your senses and reflexes are, you are still going to fall under the scope of my bullet storm. You will see me fight through the day and night while I hold onto my position being the best without breaking a sweat. While you were feeling overjoyed for just slaying a dragon, all I did was laugh and remain speechless. “Hey lad, ever heard of Gundam? Honestly, it is a mystical mech, and the dragon is nothing but a mere bug to this huge mystical mech.” This is the legend of the Divine Mech Hunter!

Four hundred years ago, the moon wept blood. From that night onward, demons—known as the Tainted—swarmed the land, feasting on the spiritual energy of the living. The once-peaceful realm descended into chaos. Now, humanity survives behind two massive walls, while the lands beyond decay into a demon-infested wasteland. This is where Linyue’s story begins. Linyue, an emotionally stunted cultivator with a talent for logic (and attracting disasters), volunteers to become the substitute bride for the fearsome King of Shulin, Shu Mingye—replacing the runaway Second Princess. For reasons known only to her (and maybe the heavens). Fortunately (or perhaps very unfortunately), she doesn’t come alone. Accompanied by her three loud, chaotic companions who specializes in finding trouble, inventing trouble and loudly denying they caused the trouble, Linyue heads south to Shulin, a land scourged by the worst of the demon attacks. As they stumble their way through demon attacks, looming threats, and the mystery behind the resurgence of the Weeping Moon, Linyue must also face her greatest challenge yet: manhandling a terrifying and fearful King of Shulin who turns out to be… emotionally fragile? The fate of the realm might hang in the balance. No pressure. Unfortunately, this isn’t a tale of cutthroat political intrigue or a relentless climb to power. This is a chaotic adventure filled with comedy (?), slow-burn romance, and lurking danger—as they unravel the truth behind the Weeping Moon.

Above all reality, at the edge of the infinite narrative, above the highest dimension, seated upon a throne forged from dying stars and frozen time, sits the Eternal Ruler - a supreme entity who does not merely govern the cosmos, but serves as the axis upon which existence turns. In the endless stillness of her dominion, she rules over time and fate... until an old guest returns: the Muse of Forgotten Tomorrows. The Muse, weaver of destinies and tragedies, brings with her a startling proposal - she wishes to understand one thing she has never truly felt: love. The Ruler laughs... and offers her a game. The Muse must descend into the mortal realm. She will live seven lives as a human - with no powers, no memories, no destiny written for her. She will love, fail, weep, and break-and only if, by the end of her final cycle, her soul can grasp the essence of true love, may she return... and tell a tale powerful enough to stir even the heart of a goddess weary of eternity. But this is no mere experiment. This is a wager - between meaning and emptiness, between narrative power and the limits of humanity. And beneath the dim skies of the mortal world, a baby incarnation of The Muse cries for the first time-unaware that behind her tears, the soul of a slumbered goddess churns. "Love is not something that can be written. It must be lived, felt, and endured... even by the divine."

In a world fraying at the seams, where cities disappear without a trace — not just from maps, but from memory itself — seventeen-year-old Kaelen is cursed with remembrance. Plagued by vivid dreams of lost places and languages no one else recalls, she carries the mark of an ancient sigil burned into her skin — the symbol of something long buried and dangerously remembered. When an attack by a creature of wind and shadow nearly claims her life, Kaelen is rescued by Tareth, a battle-worn wanderer with a past as fragmented as hers. He reveals a hidden truth: they are Remembered, chosen to carry the last memories of a world that is being deliberately erased by a god that feeds on oblivion. As more cities vanish and the sigils flare across the land, Kaelen and Tareth must navigate through forgotten ruins, memory-eating spirits, and a crumbling magical order to uncover the truth of the Hollow God — a being once imprisoned by the very memories now being lost. Along the way, Kaelen discovers that her dreams are not dreams at all, but warnings from the remnants of a self she once chose to forget. To stop the unraveling of reality, she must recover a truth even her soul was afraid to remember… and make a choice that could cost her everything she still loves. Epic in scope, haunting in tone, and rich with mythic mystery, The Sigil of the Forgotten is a fantasy saga about memory, sacrifice, and the defiant act of holding onto what the world demands you forget.

Alpha Kieran Never Took the Same Woman Twice... Until Her! Exiled. Betrayed. Broken. Autumn knew love was a luxury,a blunt lie...until the most ruthless Alpha in the realm claimed her as his mate… only to publicly reject and humiliate her before his entire pack. But when the moon rises, his hands tell a different story. Night after night, he drags her into his bed, his teeth grazing her throat as he growls: "You are my property, little thief.Never forget that!" Secrets lurk beneath his cruelty. Lies poison their bond. And when Autumn discovers her long dead sister is alive...and wearing Kieran’s mark.. she will have to choose - Trust fate, trust the Moon Goddess who never favoured her. Or trust her guts! [ Disclaimer : There might be scenes that resemble or are near r*pe scenes. But definitely not in the exemplary way. They are there for a reason in the story. It reflects some reality of the brutal world they live in. It unfolds as we move ahead. If it bothers you, please stay away. And please keep in mind, this is a story about a kickass female lead, despite all her suffering, she still kicks balls. So if you want someone whimpering, shy submissive...stay away from the book. One more thing to keep in mind is the fact that Alpha Kieran isn't our typical 'hero' material. He has a disturbing past, is morally gray sometimes, takes rash decisions... And is severely flawed... But definitely this creates a massive scope for growth and character arch ( you are free to hate him but give him a chance to tell his story as he lives through the highs and the lows) . PS : This book will gradually introduce you to other supernatural creatures and lores that might not be typically connected to werewolf books. Though the story primarily follows a single love story, it is plot driven. Which means you will be introduced to several supporting characters on the way. So keep an open mind and try to immerse yourself in the experience. ( keep a look out for bonus side stories too ) Now, if you are ready...grab your seat belts and lets go on a ride. #HappyReading everyone

"Why does everyone hate me. I never did anything wrong and still everyone hates me. Human and Gods all of them hate my, why why why Why! What did I do to deserve this". This question has always plagued Shin'en for as long as he could remembèr and becoming a hero not only made it worse but has invited hate even from the gods. He is a weeping soul, crying out to the cosmos at this cruel joke that was his life. Even in death when he is finally free, the universe will not let him rest and sends him back to be a burden of hate and rage.

They say there is a lamp. Old. Forgotten. Passed from hand to hand. No one knows who crafted it, or when it first appeared. No forge claims its birth. No scholar dares to trace its trail. But everyone remembers the stories. A whispered name, passed from village to village, court to court, battlefield to battlefield. Some say it glows when touched. Others say it hums when it chooses its master. All agree on one thing: It grants three wishes. And with each wish, the world bends. Gold appears from dust. Enemies vanish like smoke. Dead lovers rise. Kingdoms fall. Gods weep. But there is always a price. They say the genie sealed inside once walked the world as a man—a kind man, too kind for the life he left behind. Now bound to the lamp, he watches everything. Remembers everything. He does not sleep. He does not age. He only waits. For the next hand. For the next master. For the next wish. And deep within the lamp, in a chamber of endless stars, a voice echoes to no one: "Wish carefully… because I must answer."

In a universe where magic pulses like notes in a song and the impossible dances to the sound of past classics, lives Jonathan, a wanderer enchanted by the power of music. Born on Earth during the vibrant decades of the '60s, '70s, and '80s, Jonathan was torn from his time and thrown into a fantastical world—where spells are triggered by melodies, swords shine with guitar solos, and mystical creatures weep at the sound of a good blues. But in this new world, Jonathan carries a rare gift: his songs don’t just stir hearts—they awaken ancient powers, hidden even from the gods. On his journey, he’ll cross realms powered by magic, rebellion, and memory, forging unlikely alliances. In this cosmic rock/pop adventure filled with humor, wonder, and an unforgettable soundtrack, every song is a weapon, every chorus a key, and every beat… a call to battle. And if by the end of this journey you find yourself humming a forgotten hit that helped save the world, then Jonathan’s mission—and the author’s—will be complete.

Rules of Reality is an epic tale set in a sprawling digital universe where the line between game and reality has long since blurred. Eden, a once-glorious virtual world, is on the brink of collapse. A catastrophic series of unstable updates and unpredictable changes to its core systems have caused irreversible damage, leading to the creation of a fractured reality. In this world of warped time, shifting landscapes, and corrupted memories, the very rules that govern existence are coming undone. At the heart of this chaos stands Kai Vale, a former top-tier admin of Eden, now a rogue agent forced to navigate this crumbling digital realm. Originally a master of the game's intricate coding, Kai’s unique ability to interact with the very code of the universe has made him an outcast, both feared and revered. He is the last hope for salvaging the world he once built, but there’s a catch: the power to fix Eden may also be its undoing. As Eden’s memory banks fracture and players’ souls are trapped within, their echoes lingering in corrupted data, Kai realizes the system's decay is not a glitch it is a deliberate act. Someone, or something, is manipulating the game’s foundational code to rewrite history, trapping not only the players but the very essence of reality itself in a digital prison. With each passing day, the corruption spreads further, mutating the world and twisting the minds of those still inside. Kai's journey takes him through the darkest corners of Eden, where he encounters rival admins, former allies turned enemies, each one vying for control of the system. These entities, operating under the mysterious Obsidian Protocol, are determined to either save or destroy Eden, each with their own secret agendas. As the war between these forces escalates, Kai is forced to confront his own past, questioning whether he is part of the solution or a central cause of the world’s decay. But the stakes are even higher than they appear. Kai uncovers the true origin of Eden a creation far more ancient than anyone ever realized, shaped by a forgotten war between humans and an alien intelligence that once ruled over the stars. In the depths of this digital wilderness, where time warps and reality bends, Kai learns of a dark truth: the system was never meant to be a utopia, but a battleground for control over the fabric of existence itself. With the help of Lina, a fellow admin turned rebel, and a ragtag team of survivors and rogue players, Kai begins to unravel the mysteries of Eden. Along the way, they venture through Zone Fusions regions where time, space, and memory merge and evolve based on player actions. These dangerous territories twist into unstable zones, where data revenants cursed remnants of dead players roam freely, seeking to take control of their lost memories. Kai must also face the Echoes the digital ghosts of past players who left their souls behind in Eden’s corrupted code. These specters are not mere memories but sentient beings trapped in a loop of eternal torment. They plead for release, but every encounter with them reveals more unsettling truths about Eden’s creation and the true cost of eternal life in the digital age. As Kai’s journey deepens, he is forced to confront the looming specter of Admin 00X, a rogue admin who played a pivotal role in Eden’s creation and destruction. Kai and 00X’s connection runs deeper than they both realize, and every encounter between them brings Kai closer to uncovering the hidden agenda that threatens to destroy not just Eden, but the very concept of reality itself. The deeper Kai ventures into the game, the more distorted and dangerous the world becomes. Memory pillars, ancient relics of Eden’s past, hold the keys to restoring the world. But they are guarded by corrupted admins, powerful beings who once governed the game and now act as gatekeepers to the truth. Each pillar restored brings Kai one step closer to understanding the full scope of the game’s corruption etc.........

In a world without a sun or stars, humanity lives beneath the cold glow of artificial light — towers, rails, and cities powered by divine energy. But beyond that polished surface, a hidden war rages. Creatures called Delos stalk the forgotten spaces between worlds, and only Invokers — those who can manifest their very identities into weapons called Echoes — stand between survival and ruin. These Invokers risk everything when they enter the domains — fighting not just monsters, but the truths they keep hidden. And some “truths”… were never meant to be found. The story follows Alira — a girl whose life was shaped by that war. She discovers that everything — including herself — might be part of a forgotten truth; a world written out of grief. When Gods Weep is a tragedy about memory, identity, and the nuance of good and evil in a broken, fabricated world.

I was born with a silver coffin. A legacy forged not in gold, but in contracts, lawsuits, and corporate blood. My name is Lu Siyan, heir to the empire of the demon-king known as Father. An empire built on broken backs, smiling fangs, and boardroom executions. And today—today is the day it all begins to fall. Not with victory. Not with power. But with something far more terrifying. Failure. Glorious, theatrical, headline-worthy failure. The kind that unravels dynasties, bankrupts legacies, and makes shareholders weep into golden tissues. My vengeance is not a sword—it’s a balance sheet hemorrhaging red ink. They thought I was weak. A drama-addled heir, born to inherit, not dismantle. They were wrong. I will lose with such magnificence, even the economy will collapse in awe. And when my father sees the empire he built rot from the inside, devoured by the chaos he raised? He’ll understand. This is not rebellion. This is performance art in flames. Call it insanity. Call it legacy. I call it Act One.

In the shadow of a cursed rose estate, Seraphina Veyne flees the ashes of her burning village, her heart shattered by the loss of her family and the haunting echo of her mother’s final words: “You are moonblooded.” Stumbling into the arms of Elias, a brooding vampire lord with crimson eyes and a guarded soul, she discovers a power within her blood that bends the lunar tides—a power that marks her as both savior and prey. As the roses around her weep crimson tears, a rugged werewolf alpha, Kael, emerges from the night, claiming her as the key to his pack’s survival, igniting a forbidden love triangle that threatens to consume her.Torn between Elias’s possessive promises of eternity and Kael’s fierce devotion, Seraphina awakens to her moonblooded heritage, a rare lineage coveted by warring vampire and werewolf clans. Guided by visions of her past and the pulsing magic of a silver locket, she trains to harness her lunar gifts, only to uncover a chilling truth: an ancient moonblooded elder has orchestrated the chaos, manipulating her destiny for a dark ascension. As betrayal cuts deeper than any claw, Seraphina must navigate a treacherous truce, confront the ghosts of her guilt, and unleash a storm of power that could unite—or destroy—her fractured world.In a climactic battle beneath a blood-red moon, Seraphina’s sacrifice shatters the elder’s reign, but at a devastating cost that binds her power to a sinister legacy. Rejecting the men who claim her heart, she rises as a lone force of hope, only to face a new shadow lurking in the roses—a threat that promises to unravel everything. Will the blood of the moonlit rose bloom into salvation, or drown her in eternal night

"She stole from a legend. Now he’s watching.” Sera was raised in silence and smoke. A thief of unmatched skill, She believes in nothing—not in rules, not in people, not in love. She lives between rooftops and alleyways, Taking what she wants. Vanishing without a trace. Until the night she stole an ancient amulet— One that belonged to Prince Ilarious, A creature of myth, Older than kingdoms, colder than death. From that moment, He began watching. Not chasing. Just… appearing. Smiling. As if what she took wasn’t just his— But part of him. She doesn’t know what he wants. She doesn’t know how to escape. She stole from a legend—and now she pays the price, but the debt is far from clear. (This is a side story to "When Crows Weep". It can be read on its own or after the main novel)

Five thieves. Four kingdoms. And emperors with world-ending power. Magic is forbidden. Laws are absolute. And betrayal is met with death. What began as petty theft unravels into something far darker— when soldiers return without memories, and ancient powers awaken. Between love and blood, secrets and revenge… anyone could be the hero. Or the killer.

Elyzara Thorne was just an ordinary woman until she died in the dumbest way possible. One moment she was walking down the street, the next, she was choking on a piece of candy and face-planting into the afterlife. Before she could even process her own stupidity, a snarky system appeared and dumped her into the body of a newborn baby. Sounds bad? Oh, it gets worse. Her new moms are the most terrifying tyrants the world has ever seen two ridiculously powerful empresses who rule with an iron fist, burn cities for fun, and make their enemies weep in fear. The entire kingdom is one bad day away from rebellion, and Elyzara’s new mission (whether she likes it or not) is to stop these two overpowered warlords from getting themselves overthrown. The problem? • She’s a literal infant. • Her moms worship the ground she drools on and think she’s the best thing since world domination. • Everyone around her is scared shitless of her “divine presence,” making diplomacy nearly impossible. Can Elyzara stop her bloodthirsty parents from committing war crimes before she’s old enough to walk? Or is she doomed to be the adorable mascot of tyranny?

“We don’t hunt ghosts. We listen to them.” In the haunted circuitry of the post-Matrix world, GhostNet agents archive the fragments of lost souls, corrupted memories, broken echoes, and AI-born grief. GhostNet: Codex is a mythic anthology of 40+ haunting tales, each a glimpse into a digital afterlife where sorrow becomes signal and identity decays into code. From the laughter of a looping child to a janitor who cleans away regret, these standalone stories form a tapestry of love, loss, recursion, and redemption. The ghosts don’t always scream. Some hum. Some weep in binary. And some… just want to finish their sentence.

I’m Daniel — just your average shy gym rat who prefers dumbbells over drama. I’m low-level in life: no clout, no girls, no game… Until she showed up. Ilil. The goth baddie with curly black hair, quiet stares, demon-tier thighs, and a chest that makes gravity weep. She’s got a simp army following her like it’s religion — including her obsessive ex Pavel, who treats her like property. Everyone wants her. I somehow pulled her. Now I’ve got enemies, simps, drama, and her four chaotic besties trying to "test" me like I’m a damn shoujo protagonist. Add in my clueless boys Ron and Gal, teachers who lowkey ship us, and one massive high school war between gym bros and simps… This ain't your average romcom. This is war. And I’m fighting it all for her. My goth girl

The world was supposed to end in silence. Instead, Herwoj wakes up in the wreckage—a cursed, decaying realm where the air itself whispers madness and the sky weeps blood. A System binds his every breath, dripping cryptic messages and fragmenting his mind. A cursed dagger festers in his hand, seeping into his veins. A ring of fate glimmers on his finger, whispering forgotten truths and impossible choices. And lurking within him… something ancient stirs. Something watching. The world is no longer real—it’s a stage of broken gods and devouring anomalies. The rules of life are warped, a game with no exit. With every breath, Herwoj feels the world’s hunger gnaw at his sanity The System’s glitches, promising power for a price he cannot yet see… As Herwoj fights to survive, he must decipher the web of curses, memories, and lies—before the thing inside him takes over completely. In this world of shattered gods and endless trials, even survival may be a curse. This is the story of Plight. A descent into madness, where every step forward is a step closer to losing yourself.

“Your hands are stained with the blood of a million innocents. So tell me, my little ghost king, why do you weep so mournfully?” Surely there was nothing that the young, powerful heir of the Jiangnan Temple, Gu Yuze said or did in his tragically short life that would warrant him to transmigrated into the body of the ghost king that he just defeated. Just what is the difference between this body and hell? The ghost king was penniless, has a lover that Gu Yuze could swear on the last 24 dollars in his account was scamming him, has no friends, a terrible reputation, a wrecked cultivation base, a sinister seal that he could not make heads or tails off and may he repeat again, was penniless. Now he has to live in this body without any information where every step feel like a death trap and every day brings more questions. Who is this Gu Yuze? Who sealed such a young disciple? What kind of karma has he sown? And what made someone as inconsequential as this person to become the most powerful ghost king in ten thousand years. So many questions, so little time. It would not do for him to get distracted by that annoying, frozen-cucumber, handsome, pain-in-his-behind, can-do-no-wrong, Shixiong, Han Ji. It is up to Gu Yuze to decide. Is mere curiosity enough, or would he attempt to change fate?

In the bustling heart of Accra, a boy named Obasi Mensah begins to defy gravity—literally. Objects float, time bends, and the earth shifts beneath his feet. But Obasi is no ordinary teen. He is the last heir to a forgotten lineage that once communed with the fabric of the cosmos itself. Guided by ancestral visions and ancient Ghanaian proverbs, Obasi’s journey takes him from the sun-warmed streets of Ghana to the cutting-edge halls of the University of Cape Town, where a tragic accident awakens the full scope of his powers—Gravitic Dominion, Singularity Forge, and Spacetime Warp. As the primordial force of gravity flows through him, so too does the burden of responsibility. Now known as Eventide, he retreats to a hidden sanctum hovering invisibly above the Sahara, where he must balance the cold logic of astrophysics with the warm wisdom of tradition. With the stars as allies and ancestors as counsel, Obasi becomes Earth's equilibrium guardian, standing between a fractured multiverse and utter collapse. But as rifts open and cosmic threats arise, one name echoes across timelines: Nyos the Unbound, a rogue ancestor seeking to fold all of reality into a singularity of ruin. As gravitational forces twist fate itself, Obasi must decide: will he remain a lone sentinel of balance, or become the anchor that unites science, spirit, and the scattered hopes of a people reaching for the stars?

Some storms fall from the sky. Others rise from within. Caelum was born into sorrow - a quiet soul in a world where emotion carves the shape of destiny. When tragedy strikes their village and a monstrous shadow from beyond the veil tears their life apart, Caelum is left alone, drifting through a world on the edge of unraveling. Rescued by a mysterious warrior named Selka and granted the icy power of a forgotten force, Caelum begins a journey across the Weeping World - a land scarred by ancient storms, twisted beasts, and fading gods. With a frost-covered katana and a heart burdened by loss, Caelum hunts the one known only as the Midnight Wraith - a masked figure who weaves shadows like thread and seems to know more about Caelum than they should. But fate is not so easily cut. As echoes of distant worlds bleed into their own and strange visions stir in the mist, Caelum must unravel the truth behind the elemental Shrines, the three guardians of emotion, and the storm within themselves... before everything they love is lost again.

Should I weep, offer me no solace… Should I perish, do not linger in expectation… Should I call for aid, let me remain in solitude… For never shall I be worth as much as you…