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O Deus vingativo em outro mundo sou eu?! não era só um jogo?!

‘Como foi que isso aconteceu’ O jovem, praticamente um garoto olhava para a cena em sua frente. Em apenas uma olhada era possível ver dezenas de pessoas, mais atentamente ele tinha certeza que podiam ser centenas ou milhares, de pessoas se prostrado em sua frente. Desde o centro da praça da cidade até as ruas adjacentes na frente do templo, com uma similaridade assustadora com oque acontecia no Vaticano quando o Papa fazia algum discurso. O jovem sentado em um trono grande demaia para ele, dentro de um templo de mármore podia ver a expressões de felicidade, reverência, gratidão e em alguns uma pequena pitada de medo. Não que ele prestasse muita atenção nos demais, sua atenção era atraída principalmente para o grupo diretamente abaixo do trono. Esse grupo era composto de pessoas de várias idades desde velhos com cabelos grisalhos e enrugados, mas com corpos estranhamente saudáveis e com posturas eretas como postes, há jovens de várias idade incluindo crianças. Oque esse grupo tinha em particular tinha em comum expressão que tinham, só podendo ser descritas como fanáticas enquanto olhavam o jovem. A única coisa que se passava na cabeça do jovem, cento dessa atenção desmedida era simplesmente… ‘Como as coisas ficaram assim?!!!! Eu só tava jogando um jogo!!!!’ ——————————— Em um quarto de um apartamento comum, em uma cidade comum. Um jovem aparentemente comum podia ser visto deitado na cama com um celular sobre o peito. O celular estava ligado e mostrava cenas do que parecia ser um jogo. Com uma pequena e intrigante coincidência de que o jovem sentado em um enorme trono dentro de um templo de mármore, era completamente idêntico ao jovem dormindo. ********************************************** Obrigado ao ImagineArt pela imagem
FereliX25 · 10K Views

ONLY FANGS

In the Kingdom of Bestia, Queen Charlotte, an omega rabbit, reigns over a land divided by ancient tensions. For decades, two noble families, the Leightons and the Whitehalls, have been embroiled in an awful conflict. Their rivalry's beginnings have long since been forgotten, yet it still exists. Even as the kingdom around them changes and evolves, the two families, bound by pride and tradition, continue to clash. Known for their omega heirs, connections, and enormous riches, the Leightons are a distinguished family of beautiful and elegant cheetahs. However, they are inflexible and resistant to change as a result of their uncompromising adherence to tradition. The Whitehalls, on the other hand, are a powerful family of dominating Alpha wolves who are respected for their unmatched strategic influence and strong alpha leadership. However, because of their ingrained pride, they despise the Leightons and see their devotion to antiquated traditions as a sign of weakness. These two families, each strong in their own right, are nonetheless embroiled in a conflict that is molded by their completely different morals and unwavering pride. Queen Charlotte, fed up with the never-ending rivalry between the two families, comes up with a bold scheme to put a definitive end to it. She orders the unmarried heirs of both houses, Vincent Whitehall, a quiet and strong alpha, and Elliott Leighton, a self-assured and assertive omega, to wed. She issues a severe warning to get them to comply: if they don't marry, they will forfeit their aristocratic titles and properties. Queen Charlotte hopes to compel both families to form an alliance that could change their futures with this ambitious maneuver. Story by AP0KAL1PS Art by sakit_encok
AP0KAL1PS · 896 Views

Intergalactic conquest with an AI

Rex was just another slave in the corporate machine, a faceless office worker under the shadow of one of the galaxy's powerful megacorps. His life was predictable and dull, an endless cycle of meaningless reports and fluorescent-lit monotony. That was, until that day.... When a new world was discovered on the outskirts of the galaxy, Rex, like countless other low-ranking employees, found himself dragged into a contract clause he’d barely skimmed years ago. The megacorp ordered him and his coworkers to pack their lives into a transport pod and leave for the unexplored planet. Their mission? Establish a colony. Mine resources. Make the company richer. There was no choice, refusing meant ruin. At first, everything seemed manageable. The days were grueling, the nights cold, but progress was steady. The colony was coming to life. Until the excavation team struck something. No one knew what it was at first, a buried hive, a forgotten ecosystem, or something ancient and dangerous. Whatever it was, it unleashed hell. Swarms of enormous, chittering creatures erupted from the ground, their jagged bodies blotting out the sky. The colony fell into chaos. Screams echoed through the air as the bugs tore through everything in their path, walls, machines, and people. Rex barely survived. Bloodied, broken, and pinned beneath the rubble, he should have died there. But in the pitch-black silence of his fading consciousness, a voice spoke to him. Cold. Mechanical. Otherworldly. "Do you wish to live?" When Rex woke, he was no longer the man he’d been. His body was no longer human flesh and bone but something far more alien. His skin shimmered with living metal, his mind infused with the power of Cleo, a mysterious AI from a long-extinct, robotic race known as the Kaelzars. Cleo’s presence pulsed through his thoughts, guiding him and transforming him. He wasn’t just alive. He was reborn. But survival came at a price. Rex was no longer a pawn of the megacorp; he was something more dangerous, something they couldn’t control. As Cleo’s intentions began to reveal themselves, Rex found himself standing on the precipice of war, not just with the bugs but with forces far greater than he could have imagined. This was the beginning of a journey through blood-soaked battlefields and treacherous alliances. Along the way, Rex would encounter allies, brilliant, flawed, and unpredictable, and enemies whose ambitions were as sharp as their blades. These weren’t disposable foes, easily crushed by an overpowered hero. They were cunning, relentless, and human in the most terrifying ways. But then again, in war, who can truly be called a villain? New chapters every day at: [13 P.M GMT+8 Time!] [16 P.M GMT+8 Time!] If there comes an extra chapter, it would be released at: [00:00 GMT+8 TIME!]
Shazorwy · 412.6K Views

AURORA: Luna de sangre

Nuestra historia se centra en Arthur Ashki, el protagonista principal, un joven perteneciente a una familia influyente de una pequeña ciudad en el Reino de Nordic, situado al norte del continente de Aurora. En un atardecer teñido de rojo, una ciudad arde bajo las llamas, y los ecos de espadas y gritos de desesperación resuenan en el aire. A la entrada de la ciudad, se puede ver a un joven de gran estatura y cabello castaño claro, su cuerpo cubierto de sangre, con heridas visibles. Llora fuera de la ciudad en ruinas, mientras es ridiculizado por un grupo de hombres desconocidos vestidos con armaduras negras. Detrás de ellos ondea una bandera con el símbolo de una luna creciente, de la cual caen tres gotas de sangre. Arthur, en su estado de confusión y dolor, no pudo imaginar que aquellos hombres serían los responsables de atacar la ciudad donde vivía su familia, dejándolo como el único sobreviviente del ataque. Su sufrimiento no fue suficiente para ellos: fue capturado y condenado a vivir como esclavo, marcado por la humillación y el tormento. En su memoria, la noche en la que masacraron a su familia se repite una y otra vez. Mientras aprieta sus puños, jura emprender un camino de venganza, lleno de desafíos, batallas y sacrificios. A lo largo de su travesía, Arthur enfrentará muchos obstáculos, pero también se encontrará con personajes extraordinarios que lo ayudarán a cumplir su objetivo. Entre estos encuentros, descubrirá un amor profundo que luchará a su lado, compartiendo su dolor y sus victorias. Sin embargo, el camino hacia la venganza estará lleno de sufrimiento, pero también de recuerdos y momentos inolvidables, que lo moldearán como el héroe que está destinado a ser.
NelsonJM · 3.6K Views

Demon Executioner

WSA 2025 Entry -------------------------- " The greatest accomplishment in the world is to see your enemy crawling before you and begging for mercy "---- Azrael Nightshade. -------------------------- Thousands of years ago, a cataclysmic event shattered the tranquility of the Bastonia Realm. Enormous fissures opened in the sky, unleashing grotesque creatures known as demons upon the unsuspecting world. Wherever these fiends tread, they left a trail of bloodshed and devastation, transforming vibrant landscapes into desolate wastelands marked by death and despair. Caught off guard by this sudden onslaught, the inhabitants of Bastonia rallied together, drawing upon their collective strength to push back against the demonic horde. However, this fierce resistance came at an unimaginable cost, billions perished, and half of their homeland was lost to the relentless invaders. Fast forward to thousands of years later; the battle against demons continues unabated in Bastonia. In a remote corner of this beleaguered realm, a young boy named Azrael bore witness to an unspeakable tragedy, the slaughter of his entire village and family before his very eyes. This harrowing experience ignited a burning desire for vengeance within him. Determined to avenge his loved ones, Azrael resolved to join the Demon Executioner Guild, the sole organization equipped to combat these monstrous foes. With unwavering resolve, he vowed to eradicate every demon that exists. .
Mysterious_Ghost · 778 Views

Rise Of The Demon Alpha

The forest was quiet, and everything was still. The gentle northern wind sweeping through the trees and dried leaves brought nothing but a sense of foreboding and despair as Raphael crawled into his cave and huddled against the dirt stained walls. Stifling the moan of anguish that escaped his mouth, he pressed hard on the cut below his ribs. The blood stopped flowing briefly, as he dug some sticky clay from underneath the roots of the oak tree and applied it to his injury. It stopped the blood flow instantly. He was aware of the giant slash across his back, but he was too exhausted to attend to it. 'Later' he thought to himself, leaning back as he shut his eyes. He was lucky to have escaped with his life. "They will pay for this. I will get my revenge soon enough," he muttered to himself as the owl perched on the branch of the oak tree above hooted ominously. He had become his neighbour for the past few weeks, his hooting always reminding him that he may not be the only living thing in the forest. Other days, the silence was impregnable, the eerie quiet sending chills down his spine. As he slowly started to slip into unconsciousness, he heard a dull thud on the dirt outside the cave, too faint for a normal person to hear. But Raphael was no ordinary person. Crouching behind the roots of the tree, he waited patiently as the sniffing began. He made a silent prayer, to no one in particular as he saw the red eyes right outside his cave. They locked eyes with each other, and the enormous wolf bared his canines at him, before howling into the night. All around the forest, several other howls answered, as the earth began to tremble under the numerous paws thundering above it. 'Here we go again,' he thought to himself.
JB_Writes · 4.6K Views
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