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The Knight Of Shadow

The Stonehearted Knight

'Why can't life be simple? I just wished to be the next baron of Grindeston. Now I have to face the world and Heavens above, only because of the damn stone acting like my heart?' Hex Darkenmane, scorned and despised by people and his fate, struggled in the dark chasms of the Endless Mountains to have one chance at becoming Blessed. Once he threaded the path of Knights, he would challenge the baron and gain everyone's respect. But things weren't as simple as he imagined. Only after gaining a Blessing and starting as a Squire did he learn the truth about the world and the Heaven governing over it. The baron's power knew no limits, Heaven wasn't as benevolent as preached, and his origin wasn't as simple as he believed. To make things worse, his master didn't seem interested in teaching. He landed in a battle between powerhouses and Heavens and was confronted with his origin. But like he never despaired in the deepest chasms of the mountains, he never considered giving up no matter how high the odds were stacked against him. "Give up? Why? Isn't it just the entire world and the Heaven around it, coming at me? Even if I stand alone, I won't be disheartened. Step by step, I will thread on my foes, going beyond Heaven itself. The road is long and lonely but don't pity me, for I don't pity myself. Toward others but especially towards myself, I am stonehearted." _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Finally, I have a discord. Join, please. https://discord.gg/EPGbDykXW3 A/N: WEIRDNESS I started to write after being tired of system, harem, and R18 novels that seemed copied from each other (I AM NOT DISSING ANYONE). I decided to write my own story, trying to blend traditional fantasy with web novels, adding weirdness as the main spice.
JayScribe · 205.4K Views

Revenge of the Crimson Shadow

Eternal Cleansing Region, somewhere in the Aries Kingdom, midnight “Ohmmm~~~!” The sound of chanting was heard as pebbles jumped, buildings vibrated, and the ground shook. In a huge church, many figures in dark red robes were on their knees surrounding an altar, seemingly praying to a god. There were thousands upon thousands of figures, all chanting the same thing. The gargantuan church had very tall windows, with which housed stained glass. The church was very caliginous, only having the soft light of the moon to illuminate things through those windows. If one gazed up, a mural could be discerned within a cupola. It illustrated a devil lingering above the land, with which figures with red eyes stood; then, a huge sun encroaching upon the territory of that devil, and burning all that was. Afterward, the mural showed a few survivors, on their knees, worshiping what appeared to be a god floating in the air as the surrounding lands burned to ash. The robed figures surrounded an altar upon which stood an imposing golden statue of a muscular man, in nothing but a toga, holding out his hand. In his hand, burned a powerful flame. If one were to observe this statue, they would immediately notice the beautiful orange sapphire the size of one’s hand. This statue was six stories tall, reaching just below the cupola. “Ohmmm~~~!” everything shook once again due to the sheer power of those figures’ unified voices. All of the figures began to glow a soft reddish-orange holy light, reminiscent of the sun. The light began to get brighter, gradually overtaking the gentle light of the moon. On the altar, in the center, directly below the cupola, was another silhouette. This silhouette stood with its hands held out, radiating an even greater light than those below. “Ohmmm~~~!” the statue’s eyes began to shine a similar light. Moments later, the light from the robed figures began to wane, as if the statue was absorbing it. The silhouette below the statue, however, started glowing even brighter. Seconds passed. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes, into hours. As every second ticked by, robed figures collapsed one after the other, their state unknown. The statue’s eyes were getting brighter as each fell. After seemingly an eternity, the silhouette’s light began to flicker out of existence. Just before it blinked out of the world, the statue’s eyes flared up, and the world seemingly stopped. The silhouette’s eyes began to match those of the statue. Suddenly, a deep, monotone voice escaped from the shadowy figure, “The boy with the Shadow Dragon Bloodline. Find him. Kill him. Wipe his whole lineage from the face of this region!” it boomed throughout the church, escaping through the walls as if they were illusory. People all throughout the region began to look in the direction of the church in response to some profound power. As the figure on the altar was speaking, cracks ,glowing the same color as the statue, began to appear around its body. As soon as the silhouette stopped speaking, it collapsed and the statue’s radiant glow began to fade. “Ohmmm~~~!” echoed out once more.
TheScaredOne · 6.6K Views

Shadow of Memories

For as long as he can remember, Jin has been haunted by vivid visions of people and places he has never encountered. He brushes these strange occurrences off as mere daydreams - figments of his imagination. But when an ordinary day at school takes an unexpected turn, Jin and his classmates suddenly find themselves transported to a mysterious room surrounded by armoured men and above sits a family adorned in regal attire glinting with jewels, radiating absolute power. Finding themselves in a world filled with magic, scenery, and mythical creatures once thought to be mere fiction. But beneath its enchanting surface, conflict and corruption run deep, threatening to tear it apart. Hailed as heroes, Jin and his classmates are tasked with preventing the encroaching evil from bringing about catastrophe. Faced with an unfamiliar world, Jin struggles to understand his new reality. Soon he begins to realise that the visions he has been dismissing were never just daydreams - they appear to give glimpses of the future. Knowing this, Jin harnesses this newfound knowledge and power to make decisions that have pivotal moments and choices that will determine the fate of the whole world. As the visions intensify, the line between now and what is to come blurs. Foresights hinting at betrayals, shifting allegiances, and unnecessary bloodshed, makes it impossible for Jin to separate friend from foe. The torment of not knowing who to trust cuts deep, leaving him questioning his relationships - both old and new. Who can he trust when even those closest to him could be enemies in disguise? Will he be able to alter the cataclysmic future, or is he simply doomed to watch it unfold, utterly powerless to stop it? As the boundary between fate and free will fades, what will our protagonist do to save a world that may already be beyond saving.
Jan4S · 380 Views

rabid knight

DARK PSYCHOLOGICAL ROMANTIC THRILLER  ......... The feeling of being trapped in closed space is terrifying however to be trapped in one's own body is a nightmare. Their consciences are both filled with remorse and shame, drowning them in misery. When an ex soldier with dark history gets accosted by the Predator in Paradise, she suppresses her weaknesses to be a survivor. Humanity Fear Remorse Principles He was a victim, escalating into an unstable parasite with an unsatiated craving for blood and pain. ~An evil is not born ~Agony molds you ~Numbs your feelings A hardcore evil is born as one suffers where redemption and retribution is all that he can desire... Some sins can be irreversible Will he lose his chance to atone for his crimes and quench his dolour? She is cynical and despises having episodes of emotional meltdown. She became familiar with the slow and overwhelming pain when there is no closure. She is his perfect match. She drives him toward insanity. Beautifully broken, both having scars staining the soul.  Pain soothes agony. ......... His pov I believe my heart has been devoid of love and affection since then. Not a single soul knew about my miserable life, the pathetic life of this lone wolf, the Ive Michaelson who brags around with his immense power and inhumane heart. The aftermath of that horrible incident was me lying on that cold floor. I dragged my butterfly knife to my wrist. I carved vertical lines which meant I'd bled faster and die faster. People who cut horizontally across the wrists in light lines never really wanted to die subconsciously. They fear death. But I knew better. I meant business. I had cut a deeper slash than last time. But I can't die yet. I grabbed my arms attempting to stop the flow. I wrapped my handkerchief around it. But it won't hurt me to try. Maybe I'll succeed if it's my lucky day. ......... Her pov No human is deemed worthy for life in his eyes. He wet his lips and tilted his head to the side like a complete psychopath, lowering his head a bit. He was gawking at me with those amber eyes turned slightly red. He smiled. Inhumane. I felt fear. Cold fear. The same nauseated feeling came back as he kept that smile while the second tear left his eye. Pain and only pain was visible in them. "That's why you are special. Now I must return this favour askim" he whispered. That craziness surfacing little by little in his smile made it hard for me to breathe. He was sick. ......... I believe in liberal and non sexist views which are portrayed in this book. The male leads can be really fucked up & intrigue characters. The female leads are equally strong and evil. Each character has his own perspective & emotional experiences which mould him into the kind of individual he is & explain the reasons for his particular behaviors. CONTENT AND/OR TRIGGER WARNING: Scenes of drug use, sexual abuse, harassment, self harm, violence & mature language which may be triggering for some readers. I don't plagiarize others otherwise it's purely coincidental.
xx_sha_army_xx · 16.9K Views

Dominion of Shadow

In a world ruled by power-hungry sects and ancient clans, the Netherborn Dominion was once a force of unmatched might, harnessing the chaotic energy of the Abyss. But betrayal led to its fall, its name whispered only in fear and forgotten tales. Now, centuries later, the Obsidian Altar awakens, its dark power rekindled by the return of the Eternal Sovereign—a figure of legend and terror. Gathering a band of outcasts, wanderers, and the desperate, the Sovereign begins to rebuild the Dominion, determined to reclaim its place at the pinnacle of the world. Kael, a young cultivator cursed with untamed dark Qi, is drawn into the Sovereign’s enigmatic fold. With each battle, trial, and deadly mission, Kael learns that power demands sacrifice, and the Abyss takes as much as it gives. Alongside hardened allies like Ryn, a blade-sharp warrior haunted by loss, and Sylas, a rogue whose wit hides deadly precision, Kael must navigate a world of shifting loyalties and escalating war. As the Emberlight Clan rises against them, the Dominion sets its sights on relics of the past—artifacts that could tip the balance of power. But the Abyss is no passive force. It whispers promises of greatness even as it reveals Kael’s darkest fears. The path of the Abyss is one of chaos and conquest, but the question remains: can Kael and the Dominion control its power—or will it consume them all? "Dominion of Shadows" is a tale of dark fantasy, power, and redemption, where alliances are forged in fire, strength is tested in shadow, and the price of ambition may be the soul itself.
Rathian · 11.7K Views
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