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Indeed Orleans

The Forsaken-Grade Cultivator

It’s 2100, and Vincent Carter – Ying – is a twenty-year-old virgin with a penchant for profanity, he has but three guiding principles: “In a world where honour and valour seem like unaffordable luxuries, cowardice remains the pragmatist’s ultimate virtue. Spinelessness isn’t shameful, it’s simply self-preservative romance.” “Doubt is unironically the cheapest superpower a person can have, after all if it’s human, it’s probably plotting something. And if it’s plotting something, it’s probably hiding something. And if it’s hiding something… well, you get the idea. So question everything, one sceptical step at a time.” And lastly, “Muscle heads – because who needs brains when you can just flex your way through life? Couldn’t be me, I’ll tell you that much.” Armed with nothing but these… questionable (?) values, as well as experiences shaped by a hellish life in the slums, Ying dives headfirst into the latest VR sensation – Cultivation Climax, a world brimming with great magic, ancient mysteries, and blood-curdling conspiracies just waiting to be unravelled. However, because Ying’s life is just that kind of special, he is greeted with a rather ‘lovely’ surprise upon opening his eyes to the new world… Ding! [Your misfortune is truly astounding!] [You have awakened the absolute WORST talent for Cultivation!] ‘…’ “…W-what?!” Yes, what indeed. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/633482/fictions. I'm the author.
A_literal_Sunfish · 7.8K Views

Safe Haven: Haverix

Alex, a man of 24, had always considered himself a simple, unremarkable soul. He was overweight, inexperienced, and had never received any formal training in anything that could be considered extraordinary. His days followed a routine, mundane pattern that was almost too predictable. He woke up every morning to the same alarm and lived a life he didn’t really think about. Today, like all others, seemed as ordinary as the last. Yet, little did he know, this day would mark the beginning of a journey he could never have imagined. Until, that is, he met her. She was a strange woman—an artist in New Orleans, one of those mysterious figures that could vanish into the bustling streets without leaving a trace. She wasn’t from the crowds of the city, yet she somehow belonged there. After a long exchange, she ended up gifting Alex a pendent. Alex, skeptical as always, thought nothing of it at first. What could this old trinket possibly mean to someone like him? But this was just the first step in many he would take towards meeting the Baron Samedi himself. After going through a few hoops, Alex received his official invitation to Haverix in the form of a system. Haverix. The name echoed in his mind like an impossible fantasy. A floating academy founded by dragons? A place where the greatest warriors, scholars, and mages were trained to face threats beyond mortal comprehension? It was the stuff of legends, and yet, here it was, calling out to him. Alex didn’t believe in fate. He never had. But the more he read, the more the reality of it all seeped in. He had been chosen. Thrown into this strange, otherworldly realm, Alex found himself surrounded by people far more capable, intelligent, and powerful than he could ever have imagined. At Haverix, weakness was not tolerated, and Alex was forced to confront everything he thought he knew about himself. Magic, monsters, and brutal trials awaited him at every turn, pushing him to his very limits. The reality of the academy was far harsher than anything he'd ever faced, and for the first time in his life, Alex felt like a true outsider. If he wanted to carve out a future for himself in this incredible world, Alex would need to rise to the challenge, embrace the unimaginable power that lay dormant within him, and navigate the dangers that could consume him. This wasn’t just another day in his life—it was the beginning of something far greater than he could have ever anticipated. And it was all about to unfold, one trial at a time.
Palana · 3.7K Views

Turning: Those who shine in the dark

An Invitation demanding them to a ball was an act of acceptance in their society, but it was something else in the way of his thinking. His Household was indeed the wealthiest in the society back in the day. But after the death of his father whom his mother believed to be a murder causes the collapse of their household. Even the distant family refuses to help them which relocate the family into one of their private property. A place that was saved from the bidding by greedy ancestors. As the eldest, he became the backbone of the family and promised he would stay out of the way of noble life ever again. He is now a well known Apothecary in the town. It was a tough job at first because the villagers thinks he was a scammer because there is no way a noble would treat people such as poor people like them. His kindness made the people forget his origin and began to accept his family existence. Finishing his treatment, coming home with a letter on the table in his room, his sister attended the ball stating this is the chance for the family to gain their righteous again, and the way to find out the real deal behind their father's death. It is indeed a humiliation. Adeena did not return after that he issued the missing case but none would care to take on the case of a fallen noble. He came to the residence asking for Adeena's where about only to be answered, there was no invitation toward the family at all. In a dilemma, he must choose to let her go, but if he wishes for his sister back he must gain his standing in the society and meeting those people who harm his family back in the past. " I promise I won't let people know that I am a dangerous being mother, I would shield every part of my skin until I found Adeena and bring her back" Leaving his mother behind, he walked into the last place he sought for help. As he believed that person would not let him down.
LYdiaWine_House · 1.6K Views

I'll Save The Female lead

As I found myself thrust into this bewildering situation, I couldn't help but wonder if fate had a strange sense of humor. Here I was, once the top A-rank agent, now trapped in the role of a notorious villainess in a reverse harem novel. But why did it had to be the villainess? Well, I don't care! But now that I'm here, I'll enjoy my life to the fullest that I couldn't before. Plus, my family is real rich. Though an issue soon occurred. The female lead keeps sticking to me! I tried to get rid of her by distancing myself since I don't want to end up in the chaos like in the novel… But the female lead is just so adorable!! What would happen if the once fearsome antagonist was now trying to protect the very person she once tormented?  "Sabiiiii!" Ann's voice chimed, her eyes sparkling with innocence. It was hard to resist her charm, and I found myself softening despite my initial intentions. And it seems the so-called main suitors are suffering from collective amnesia. They flocked to me, oblivious to the fact that Anne was the true focus of their affections. "Stay Away! I will not give you my lovely Ann," I declared, my frustration mounting. "Who said I wanted her?" The chaos continued with the supposed fiancé as well, who seemed convinced that our engagement was set in stone, "You are my soon-to-be fiancée! Please compose yourself"  "I refuse to get engaged to you and to compose, whatever that is". "Don't you think you're quite rude to your soon-to-be Fiancé?"  "I'm not rude, you're too nice! And I told you I'm not getting engaged to you" "Thank you, my Lady"  "…Are you dumb?!!!" What in the world of strawberries was going on indeed? It was a baffling and comical twist of fate. But as the days passed, I found myself navigating this bizarre world with a newfound determination. If I was going to be stuck in this story, I might as well do it my way. And who knows, maybe I could turn this chaotic tale into something truly extraordinary.
Roaimi_Maali · 335.4K Views

Interesting indeed

Beyond the veil of mortal sight, where time itself doth falter and stars are but fleeting candles in an endless dark, there drifts a Presence. Vast beyond measure, ancient beyond memory, it wanders the cosmic void, untouched by the petty reckonings of men and gods alike. Yet even eternity, in all its dreadful splendor, is not without its curiosities. Thus, with but a whisper, a thought—a gentle stroke upon the loom of fate—It remakes the barren firmament. Where once lay naught but dust and silence, now burgeon worlds of wonder, rich with treasure and ripe for the plucking. Planets bloom with bounteous gifts, the heavens teem with hidden providence, and in the heart of one unassuming sphere, life stirs. Humanity awakens, none the wiser to the hand that shaped their fortune, to the architect unseen. And yet, as they toil and triumph, as they carve dominion from the void, a shadow lingers at the edge of thought. Too oft do they find the road paved smooth, too oft do their hands alight upon that which they did not sow. In whispers and in dreams, in fleeting glimpses betwixt wake and slumber, a question takes root—Are we alone? A few, cursed with sight keener than most, seek the hidden hand that pulls their strings. They peer into the dark, and the dark peers back—silent, patient, and amused. For It doth not govern, nor meddle, but merely watches... and waits. What fools these mortals be, who dance so blithely upon a stage set long before their time.
Charnicole · 645 Views
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