Armor Merlin

In a kingdom fraying at the edges of war, the court jester wears her painted smile like armor. Beneath her laughter lies a dangerous secret—one that blooms in the shadow of silk and steel: a forbidden love for the princess she was meant to distract, not desire. Bound by duty, torn by longing, the two women are drawn into a tangled waltz of whispers, betrayal, and aching touch. As kingdoms bleed and crowns tremble, what begins as a game of glances threatens to unravel everything—honor, loyalty, and the very fabric of their lives. In a world where love is a sin and secrets carry swords, some hearts are destined to break… and some to burn.

"I died after finishing the last chapter of Chronicles of an Empire... and woke up inside it." Ares was supposed to rot away in a hospital bed, until he opened his eyes as the sixteenth son of the Eisenklinge family, the deadliest war clan in the Empire. There were only fifteen sons in the novel. He knows. He read all ten thousand chapters. He’s not supposed to exist. Born with no spotlight, no destiny, and no plot armor, Ares isn’t here to follow the story. He’s here to rewrite it. With the mind of a seventeen-year-old and the body of a baby, he starts slow, watching, listening, learning the rhythm of mana before anyone knows he's dangerous. He won’t be the strongest. Not yet. But he’ll be the smartest. And in a family where power rules and weakness dies? The extra will become the endgame.

In a fractured city where hunters wear armor stitched with magic and fight ruins, Yue runs an elite boutique for monsters and mercenaries alike. Her world is built on control until Ivonne returns. A towering, battle-scarred warrior from her past, masked. Demanding nothing but Yue’s craft and silence..But why is Ivonne suddenly acting all strange? And how does she have a thread laced with her power, but she didn't create it yet?

I thought I had seen bad endings before—but nothing prepared me for the garbage conclusion of The Hero’s Path. Years of investment, countless struggles, and for what? The protagonist failed. The villain won. Everyone else? Dead. Furious, I sent a message to the author, only to get a chilling response: [Do you think you could do better?] Before I could even blink, my phone exploded in a blinding light, and the next thing I knew—I was waking up in a completely different body. Now, I’m Merlin Everhart, a fourteen-year-old with a 12-star talent, the kind of gift only the strongest should have. But here’s the problem: I have no idea who I am supposed to be. With nothing but a system and a first-day-of-school alarm ringing in my ears, I’m thrown into the world of The Hero’s Path. Am I just another side character in a world that already ended once? …Either way, I refuse to let this story beat me too.

"Gosh, you and your Divine-Level items, you are so cocky, yet you are still garbage amongst other garbage compared to me." I said, looking at my agonizing enemy. "Yo- You just got lucky!" He screamed. "AHAHAHAH," I finally had gone insane after all these years. "LUCKY? FUCKING LUCKY?! DID YOU EVEN LOOK AT WHAT ITEMS YOU HAD? THOR'S HAMMER, HERMES'S BOOTS, THE SWORD OF ARTEMIS, AND THE ARMOR FORGED BY HEPHAISTOS! WHILE I HA- No, you know what, forget it, you're better off dead." "UnLuck", VR Novel, Author: ZeroKip.

BURNED AS A TRAITOR. REBORN FOR REVENGE. I was the perfect noble wife... obedient, smiling, silent. Then my husband lit the pyre. My cousin wept before the crowd as flames devoured my silk gown. No one knew I carried Alaric's heir in my womb. That secret burned with me... until I opened my eyes months before it happened. I REMEMBER EVERYTHING. The betrayal. The lies. The child they stole from my future. They thought death would silence me. Instead, it freed me. Now I wear silk like armor and wield my smile like a blade. Every curtsy hides a dagger. Every laugh cuts deeper than screams. I'm dismantling their world one calculated move at a time... and they'll never see it coming. ENTER DUKE CAELAN VORENTHAL: THE WOLF OF THE NORTH. My husband's most dangerous rival. He watches me like he knows I didn't die in those flames. Like he's not afraid to dance with a woman made of fire and fury. He should be my enemy. But he's the only one who sees the storm brewing behind my courtly mask. The only one who doesn't flinch when I bare my teeth. THEY THINK I'M STILL THE GIRL THEY BURNED. THEY'RE ABOUT TO LEARN HOW WRONG THEY ARE. WHAT TO EXPECT: Reborn Noblewoman's Revenge (Second Chance/Time Loop) Political Intrigue & Hidden Bloodline Secrets Morally Grey Duke (Enemy to Obsession Romance) Court Schemes, Face-Slapping & Noble Destruction No Mercy. No Forgiveness. No Plot Armor. Updates: Daily A phoenix doesn't rise from ashes to forgive. It rises to burn everything down.

Di dunia paralel bernama Yomi no Kuni, sebuah negeri terpecah antara cahaya dan kegelapan. Di bawah sinar bulan merah yang abadi, berdiri kastil megah tempat tinggal seorang penguasa kegelapan: Kaisar Vardzel, sang vampire abadi. Ia duduk di takhta obsidian, mengenakan armor kulit hitam berduri dengan sorotan mata merah menyala yang bisa menembus jiwa siapa pun. Kejahatannya telah mengubah musim menjadi dingin abadi dan membangkitkan pasukan undead untuk menaklukkan dunia. Namun legenda kuno meramalkan bahwa dari dunia lain, seorang Hero akan dipanggil oleh roh-roh suci untuk melawan kegelapan ini.

A man with a lifelong martial arts background, raised in Asia due to his family's profession, moves to the US for education and work. He discovers Historical Medieval Battles through a colleague and becomes deeply passionate about it. He trains hard and becomes skilled enough to represent his country. During a competition, his armor fails, and he's struck in the head with a two-handed axe, seemingly dying. But is this truly the end?"

He died. Then woke up in Magi. Surrounded by corpses, Alex rises with a system, a new name—Merlin—and violet Rukh swirling around him. Ancient symbols burn on his skin. A grimoire floats beside him. Soldiers panic. Magi feel it. Even the dark Rukh takes notice. He’s not here to follow fate. He’s here to break it. New kingdom. New knights. Same chaos. And it all starts with one corpse coming back to life.

He woke up from a dream – A dream that felt like a trailer for a world he had never seen. “Coming soon. Be prepared, Dreamer.” Confused, Shiro brushed it off as another fragment of his overactive mind. But everything crumbled when she appeared – the fairy with emerald eyes and a smile that hid eternity. “Welcome, Shiro. This story was created for you.” Thrown into a world of endless battles, where death is real and dreams are no longer safe, Shiro must walk a path he never chose. No plot armor. No mercy. Only his choices… And a truth waiting in the shadows, whispering: “Every dream has an end. But what if… this one never does?”

Betrayed. Exiled. Murdered. Reborn. In the war-torn land of Glory, power is everything and Duke Merlin's bastard son has none. Cast out to a starving border town beside the cursed Devil Forest, Kaelor and his mother were meant to die quietly. But when assassins take her life and leave him bleeding in the mud, another soul awakens within him one from another world. And with it, something else awakens too... The Fusion System. A power that lets him fuse nearly anything. Fusing one starving soldier with a dead direwolf gave birth to a Dreadwolf Trooper. Fusing one hundred wild dogs produced the monstrous Cerberus. Fusing two crumbling forts created a living fortress bristling with autonomous ballistas. From broken men and dead beasts, Kaelor will forge an army the world cannot understand and a dominion no one will dare challenge. A/N: Cover isn't mine. If the owner wants it removed, please send a message.

> Genre: Fantasy, Comedy, Yuri (slow-burn) I was just trying to finish a good book... not get reincarnated into it. After binge-reading a twenty-four-volume fantasy epic without sleep, I died and woke up as Celia Averna—a spoiled noble girl and third-rate villainess who gets kicked out of the story before the real plot begins. She was meant to be a footnote. A joke. But this Celia has one advantage: she’s read the entire novel. Now armed with meta knowledge, sarcasm, and no plot armor whatsoever, I’m rewriting fate one step at a time. Surviving a magical academy, avoiding doom flags, and possibly—accidentally—stealing the heroine’s spotlight? Bring it on. After all, who says a background villainess can’t be the main character?

The world bows to Eleven God-Emperors until tonight. The last rebellion begins with a whisper... and ends with the sky screaming. They were never meant to win. The throne was never meant to break. That thing watching from the eclipse? It's been waiting for them. Hayuni dances through bloodshed in silks that slit throats, her fox-spirit whispering secrets no mortal should know. Payune marches in armor fused to her flesh, the last daughter of dragons carrying a sword that eats gods.

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.

For thirty-year-old gamer Chris Day, the apocalypse isn’t zombies or aliens—it’s a dead internet connection. When a storm knocks out his internet, Chris finds a strange, armored cable in his yard and attempts to “hack” the junction box. He thinks he’s just rerouting a signal. He’s wrong. He accidentally hotwires the primary trunk line for Reality, which, to prevent a catastrophic failure, offloads its core processes and control interface directly to him. Now Chris has an System account for the universe, and the universe is about to get a very strange patch.

Velastra, the crown princess of Irithiel reborn through a deadly pact, wears cruelty like armor. Her prisoner, Cael — the dethroned prince of a fallen kingdom — endures her every punishment in silence. He is her obsession. Her possession. And perhaps, the only soul she cannot afford to lose. As lust twists into something more dangerous, their bond becomes a blade-edge dance of power, devotion and desire. When war, power and betrayal threaten to shatter what’s left of them, one truth remains: In a world built on ruin, her love is the most dangerous weapon of all.

In the dead of winter, beneath a bleak sky, a lone child flees through a vast, snow-covered forest, chased by men whose swords gleam with deadly intent. His breath is ragged, his steps faltering, but he doesn’t dare slow down. With every crunch of snow beneath armored boots drawing closer, the child knows he’s running out of time. When a single misstep sends him tumbling to the frozen ground, all seems lost. His pursuers close in, their blades raised, ready to strike. But something stirs in the shadows of the forest, something ancient, something watching. The chase may have ended, but the story is just beginning.

The tale of the knight in shining armor rescuing the trapped princess from the clutches of an evil monster. Together, they ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after. A theme as old as time. One that has been around since the dawn of stories. But what if the princess stuck behind bars is the monster? What if behind their beautiful and graceful facade, is a heart of cruelty devoid of all compassion and sympathy? This the tale of a knight who wishes to escape his master without knowing how his actions impact everyone around him. Author's Note: Kudos to Gemini AI for providing me with this image. This is just the concept art, nothing official for MC.

In a world torn by war and magic, only the strongest guilds survive. The Crimson Fangs are one of them an elite group of wizard knights bound by power, trauma, and secrets. Kael, the fire-wielding warrior, seeks revenge for a past soaked in blood. Mira, cloaked in silence, commands water with eerie precision. Garrik, Lyra, and Raze—the earth-bound knights—carry burdens heavier than their armor. But when a forgotten enemy resurfaces and a rift tears open the sky, the guild faces an ancient power that could erase the world. Betrayals will rise. Friendships will shatter. And one of them… will fall into darkness. Can they survive the storm, or will the fire that binds them burn them all?

In the grand and influential kingdom of Auroria Dominion, renowned for its wealth, advanced magic, and unmatched political power, a new chapter in the royal legacy is about to unfold. Ruled by the wise and just King Aldara, Auroria thrives on trade, magical innovation, and ancient knowledge. At its heart lies Solstice City, a magnificent capital and home to the esteemed Arcanum Royal Institute, where the brightest minds from across the realm come to hone their talents. As the new school year approaches, tensions rise within the royal family. King Aldara, driven by a desire for change, proposes a controversial plan to bring the son of the infamous Merlin—a powerful and feared wizard—into the kingdom's fold. Despite the protests of his brother, Headmaster Thaddeus Aldara, the king is determined to give the boy, Melanthius, a chance to prove his worth. Meanwhile, in the dark and foreboding Caldara Bastille, a prison on the desolate Ironclad Isles, Melanthius, known as Inmate Zero, endures a life of isolation and fear. Raised in captivity since birth, Mel has known little of the world beyond the prison walls, his only companions the guards and the dangerous inmates. Despite his harsh upbringing, Mel adheres to a strict moral code, refusing to let his father's dark legacy define him. As the headmaster and king devise a daring plan to retrieve Melanthius from the depths of the Bastille, the stage is set for a dramatic clash between the past and the future. With the help of a mysterious dragon hybrid, the kingdom will attempt to bring Melanthius to the prestigious halls of Arcanum Royal Institute, where he must navigate a world of power, politics, and hidden dangers. But Mel's journey is fraught with challenges. Haunted by his father's legacy and burdened by the expectations of those around him, he must learn to balance his extraordinary abilities with his desire to be good. As he steps into the unknown, Mel's presence at the institute will not only test his resolve but also shake the very foundations of Auroria Dominion.

Power is a heavy crown, and Titania—the superhuman Iron Queen of St. Petersburg—wears it with grace and fury. But the girl behind the mask? She's a neurotic mess having the worst week of her life. Roxanna Paraveesh Shapiro thought she could handle it. Moving to college. Losing the only friends she had. Balancing duty with the small hope of something resembling a normal life. Then Dianna Rodgers happened—chaotic, magnetic, utterly infuriating. A punk-rock wildcard with no powers, no fear, and no clue what she’s about to fall into. Faith, love, power, and pain collide in a world where miracles wear body armor, and salvation may come on high, but is delivered by the girl who refuses to let go. When the world expects a weapon, what happens when you give them a heart instead?

She didn’t believe in love — until silence began to speak louder than words. A slow-burn office romance following Anaya, an emotionally distant yet brilliant woman, whose life takes a turn when a new colleague silently begins to crack the armor she’s worn for years. In a world where hearts lie easily, can theirs remain honest?

Warning this just short story and not seriously written by novice author like me and there will be alot grammar, spelling mistakes go easy on me ok?

Far in the future, in a desolate land where despite the rich and plush grass there seems to be no animals roaming around stood thousand upon thousands of soldiers they all wear similar armors, bearing similar flags, and carrying similar symbol on them. Everyong is tensed and serius while all of them are facing to one direction, towards the silent calm sea. And in the silence, where only the occasional noise of the horses are heard, a powerful sound could be heard. A beating of two pair of wings... Towards the sea a powerful gust of wind pushed the fogs away.. revealing a man.. He's wearing a light leather armor.. a contrast to the shining metalic plates the soldiers on the land wore.. His hair is as dark as the night and his eyes as deep as the night. But all eyes landed on his back as two pairs of beautiful pair of white wings each spanining for five meters each as it flaps and keeps him in the air. Suddenly a man wearing a regal and imposing black armor in the very front of the formation stepped forward and spoke. Despite him speaking in calm manner his voice could be heard all across the land. "You betrayed our country, you scum.. Prepare to die" Then the man with the wings smiled at his words and replied. "And you betrayed humanity.. o mighty ruler.. YOU prepare to die" With his reply the fog behind him splits revealing hundreds of battle ships making contact with the steep cliff. And a thunderous battle cry explodes in the field as thousands of soldiers jumped hundreds of feet in the air towards the oposing armies. And a bloody war ensues. What had led up to this?

A horror novel writer, Kaelen Verin, inherits an abandoned house on the outskirts of a modern city. No one wants to speak about its past, and the locals regard him with fear. However, what he discovers inside is more terrifying than anything he has ever written. Inside, he finds an old manuscript titled "A Broken House and Dead Bodies" – the exact title of the novel he intended to write. The problem? The book is fully written. And it tells his story. With each page he reads, the events described begin to become reality. The corpses mentioned in the text appear in the house, shadows from the past whisper impossible truths, and a cursed medieval knight, clad in broken armor, tries to kill him, accusing him of "creating him and condemning him."

"Why can't u be more like ur brother?" That sentence followed Eliana everywhere at the dinner table, in report cards, in whispered comparisons she pretended not to hear. She tried. She failed. And slowly, the light inside her began to dim. In a world where worth is weighed against someone else's perfection, Eliana begins to drown in silence until a boy with a quiet past and louder heart starts to notice the cracks. But healing isn't easy when the people meant to love you the most are the ones who broke you. This is a story of pain, pressure, and the hidden battle so many silently face Because not all wounds are visible, and not every hero wears armor.

For a brilliant but lonely game developer, death was not a "Game Over" but the beginning of a new and brutal "New Game+". He wakes up not in heaven but in a dark cave, trapped in the body of a colossal metal-armored dragon, a war machine with a processor for a heart.

He wasn't a tyrant. He wasn't a king, nor a savior, not even fully human. He was the one who killed the first hunters SSS rank. The one who caused the extinction of the ancient dragons in the Thousand-Year Massacre... fifteen thousand years ago. And now? They just call him “The Knight from the North.” Broken armor. A shut eye. A past no one dares to tell. And everything inside him... is starting to wake up again.

One day, out of nowhere, I woke up to an unfamiliar ceiling. I thought I was kidnapped but turns out I had transmigrated into early medieval Britain during the era of Arthurian Legends? Wait, but why is Merlin a real mage, and Excalibur a real magic sword? King Arthur was actually real? No, wait, before that, what is this colosseum like place? Why am I being sent into the Middle Earth to steal a cup of gold from Smaug the Greedy? W-why is there a giant Red Dragon here?! How could I have known the Welsh dragon was real! Someone save me!!! --- This is my first time venturing into the Infinity genre as a writer, and one major inspiration behind this is, indeed, Cuttlefish's 'The Sage Who Transcended Samsara'. Please leave constructive criticism, and help improve my writing. Native English speaker, so hopefully grammar won't be a problem.