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Who Sleeps My Bro

Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Bro! You wouldn’t believe this! Everything was normal. Me and my bros doing some mining for mana gems for that old sockethole, Somanda like we always do all day, everyday. Me, Fractures, Bonet, Mono-socket, Broadbone and the gang. Then from nowhere, that ungrateful sockethole, Somanda tries to END me! Can you believe that?! I mean, I have told some questionable stories about him caressing my skull affectionately and deeming me his prized undead, but no need to axe a skeleton for something like that, right? RIGHT?! I managed to escape through one of the most convenient and contrived get-aways in all of undead history, even managing to pull a bony one on the Lich bastard by stealing two of his seemingly important possessions which I find out later to be better than I thought they’d be! From there it’s a just a SPIRAL of boneshit left and right! I can’t catch a break! What’s with this atrocious luck, bro?! A voice speaks to me about how I have qualified for something about a something that’s supposedly something’s something! Then I find myself in a new world that reeks of life and gives my bones a disgusted rattle. Powerful beasts and men are at every turn, all lining up to be a huge pain in my PELVIS! GAAAAH! Jeez this is happening too fast! However, even while I’m in the thick of this, the one saving grace is that I got something worth while! A new path of power! I can NOT be an undead! I can be something better than both the Living and the Dead! Immune to the antics from both sides. Well... most of them! I’m no longer on the path for Undeath! Only Lifelessness awaits me! I’m the one who transcends reality in this tale! I am... SKULLIUS! And I’m not an UNDEAD! ...... [Author’s Answers To Popular Readers’ Questions] Q: (IHateArjuun77) -Hey author, is your book trash?- A: (Author) -Haha, screw you dear reader. The answer is NO. The story has elements of comedy, action, magic, adventure and Brutality. Like it gets really dark sometimes. There’s a comprehensive story with characters that I tried my damndest to NOT make generic on top of a cool power system that’s for the most part easy to understand. So its not trash. Q: (IFreakingHateArjuun56) -Hey author why is your first volume so slow paced and... trash?- A: (Author) -Haha. It’s how I designed the First Volume to be. It’s a fun setup that doesn’t focus on many things other than the MC’s mentality, powers and route of progression. The next volumes are normal paced, focusing on the world, the villains and general expansion but all while still retaining the book theme and fun experience- Q: (ShadeIsAPervert001) -Hey author, I instinctively sense that I’ll hate this book, when should I drop? A: (Author) -Is this the same reader?! Anyway, I’ll give a range. Read a minimum of the first 20 chapters to a max of up to chapter 44 before you decide on anything too rash. I’ll hunt down this reader! --- Discord: [ https://discord.gg/8hcraTjzE9 ]
Shade_Arjuun · 2.2M Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 702.9K Views

Bro...I'm Divine!!

Alright, Bro, just hear me out. I’ve got something to tell you, and, uh... it’s a lot. You know how I’ve always been the odd one out in the Mustang family? The black sheep in a legendary line of knights and mages? Everyone in our family gets born with these crazy Rare, legendary, or even mythical pillars—proof of their greatness, right? But me? Nope. Voidborn. Nada. Zero. The one Mustang who can’t even light a candle with magic. But I didn’t give up! I mean, sure, people laughed at me. Sure, the family treated me like I was some kind of cosmic mistake. And yeah, maybe the bullies at school called me "magicless Louis." But I kept studying, searching for a way to fix myself. I didn’t care what it took—I was going to prove everyone wrong!. So, there I was, wandering around the Black Market—you know, the totally shady place Aunt Melissa would freak out about—and I found it: a ritual book. The solution. My chance to stop being Voidborn. I did the ritual in my dorm, thinking it would awaken my pillars. And guess what? It worked! ...Kind of. When I woke up, I felt it that power coursing through me like never before. But when I looked in the mirror, I realized something was... off. My hair was long, my voice was higher, and also became breathtakingly beautiful. that's right bro. I BECAME A WOMAN! So, now I’m stuck like this. But hey, at least I’ve got magic, right? Silver linings! I mean, sure, I might never be the ‘man’ my family wanted, but who cares? I’ve got pillars now, and I’m not letting anyone take that away from me. But Bro, I need your help. I don’t know what I should now. I don’t know how to handle all this power—or, y’know, this body. So, please, Bro, help me out. You’re the only one I can trust. ...And if you laugh, I swear I’ll hex your eyebrows off. Got it? ___________________________________ Hallo everyone!, I hope you will like this novel I came up with last night lol edit1: I said that from 2024 lol, now I fully planned the story!. but at the cost, my writing skills were getting rusty. The chapter 1 is old but great, very fitting so i decided to keep it, and the latest chapters are new. I apologize if my writing skills are bad. Right now i am trying to work hard and even become better at it, I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com, https://www.royalroad.com/profile/637450 So yeah, that's it. I hope you all enjoy my story. now then, see ya!
Dear_VurVand · 643 Views

The Hero Who Overdid it

In a world constantly threatened by monsters and catastrophes, Kazuto was just an ordinary man living a dull, uninspired life—until he got fired from his job and lost all sense of purpose. Empty and unmotivated, his fate changed the day he crossed paths with Riku, a 15-year-old boy carrying a letter of utmost importance for his father. As they chatted, a grotesque monster attacked, enraged over a hilariously petty grievance: someone had scribbled insults on its back during its transformation. Determined to protect Riku, Kazuto confronted the monster, rediscovering a spark of heroism he'd long forgotten since childhood. Against all odds, he defeated the monster using sheer wit, saving Riku, who thanked him before continuing his journey. Inspired by the encounter, Kazuto made a life-altering decision: to train beyond human limits and become the strongest man alive. After three years of grueling, almost absurd training, Kazuto’s strength reached unimaginable levels. Now, he can obliterate any threat with a single punch, but his overwhelming power has left him trapped in a life of boredom. With no challenges, no glory, and no recognition, Kazuto finds himself facing a new kind of enemy: monotony. Everything changes when Tatsuya, a young and stoic cyborg, clashes with a monstrous insect in a fierce battle. Despite his incredible power, Tatsuya is on the brink of defeat. At the last moment, Kazuto steps in and annihilates the monster with a single blow. Awestruck by Kazuto's overwhelming strength, Tatsuya pleads to become his disciple, convinced that this man holds the key to reaching perfection in his own quest for power. As Kazuto navigates his apathetic routine, Tatsuya's fiery determination to grow stronger and their constant encounters with absurdly powerful monsters begin to inject a new sense of purpose into his life.
InkVortex · 3.2K Views

WIMB (Who Isekai'd My Body???)

Note: (Disclaimer at end of abstract). Synopsis: "In the heart of the boundless Phantom Continent, rests a cursed region smack in the centre of all that is known, aptly named as the Central Region. A domain shrouded in perpetual gloom, despair clings to every shadow and its sole purpose seems to be crushing the souls and dreams of the unfortunate souls that take shelter upon its land. Life is a fight for Existence and Reality however cruel, is alas never what it seems to be. Whispers of precious ore, ancient artefacts and ruins of ancient civilisations only lead to ruin - factions descend to lay claim to these scraps like vultures, blades quench the thirst of the land with rivers of fire, which mirror the stars from afar that flicker in isolation with an insatiable desire. Amongst the chaotic lands, a tale starts. An adventure, a mistake, a ghost, a foreigner, a world, many worlds, alliances, betrayals, intertwined fates and dangers fraught at every corner. A protagonist that isekai's into a still living being in an earnest bid to grow stronger and a pitiful soul that longs for what was once share a mysterious bond. Destiny is calling, the line between the living and dead is blurred, the powerful shape Reality, however amongst this rollercoaster of events, the shadows vie for their own nefarious purposes, for the shadows are always watching. As if life wasn't a misery as it were, it hit Zuck Borris with the roll of a die - the odds were never in his favour. Firstly, a stranger gave him the old boot - throwing his soul out to the dogs in the streets. Then a mysterious voice started talking to him. Yet it didn't seem to be doing him any favours in reclaiming his flesh and bones. Meanwhile that backstabbing fiend didn't even notice his existence and already seemed to be bringing trouble to his body. Roland, however, was as calm as the ocean bed. Some ignorant fools seemed to be scheming against him. Ever since he answered that damn call, his life seemed to become more troublesome. However, perhaps there was some part of him that smirked at this opportunity, to gain control over his life with enough strength to face all that may come his way. Who protects this Reality, that Reality and everything in between? Can a mortal man spit upon the immortal obstacle that tightens its grasp to crush all beneath it? Can the rivers burn what they touch as the worlds collide and the sun is all but lost? Are answers always to be sought? Turn that chapter if you so dare..." Disclaimers: There will be content in this webnovel that covers potential sensitive areas to some, including - violence (fighting), abusive language (swearing / cussing), concepts of self-harm (some bullied characters may consider self-harm), divide in society (different factions/ power levels) & other similar concepts that usually apply to any cultivation/ sci-fi webnovel. Also, the start is more world-building focused, so do saddle in your seatbelts and work through the first 20 chapters to get a feel of what we have in store. :)
townofdudleysixth · 4.2K Views
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