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Dcuo Hellfire Caverns

SHADOWS OF ELDRALORE

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”
Mira_Tenny · 1.8K Views

Cursed: Earth's defenders

Earth a world with few living beings on it with just four cities on the whole planet and only one hundred and fifty people in each. There lives a boy from the race known as Raw Zeons, his name Shirogane, his origins unknown from everyone who surrounds him. His only family is the one that found him when he arrived on Earth some Humans each with their own unique fighting styles and one master Torino, now they must seek aid and answers while also trying to survive the many other beings with different interests but this does not mean they are evil no, it just means they are on a different path, evil is just a point of view of one person from another person. Truly there is no such thing as either good people or evil people just people who either share your interests or have their own. Who's interests will reach their finally only the future knows... Cursed: Earth's defenders will have seven sagas, with four being in part one and the remaining three being in part two Once the ending of Cursed: Earth's defenders has been published the sequel known as Cursed: Apocalypse will be published Cursed: Earth's defenders is apart of a six part series each covering the curse mark story. I will publish two chapters a week at 6pm BST, on Wednesday and Sunday I am planning on releasing chapters detailing all the little things such as the many curses and races but this will be something that is done alongside the larger stories, I will release these during the end of each saga. This series is also being published on Wattpad I am also starting to publish the curse mark story on RoyalRoad.com https://www.royalroad.com/profile/469061 Please comment suggestions and any feedback you have on how to improve for the next chapters.
HELLFIRE656 · 29.5K Views

Villain's way to live

Prologue I always hated my life. Bland, uninspired, a loop of mediocrity. My mornings started with the sound of a cheap alarm clock and ended with sleepless nights haunted by dreams of a better life—dreams that never came true. Life was cruel, unfair, and unrelenting. But even in my wildest nightmares, I never imagined that dying would be my gateway to something worse. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the comfort of my dingy apartment. No peeling wallpaper. No stack of ramen cups piled up on the table. Just a cold, cavernous room dripping with opulence, the kind only an aristocrat could afford. At first, I thought it was a lucid dream or some twisted afterlife. Then, I caught my reflection in a massive gilded mirror. Long, dark hair. Sharp features with an almost cruel beauty. Eyes that radiated arrogance and menace. I knew that face. Anyone who played "The Princess is in love with me" knew that face. Killian Nux, the Major Antagonist of the story, destined to be defeated by the plucky protagonist and his harem of magical misfits. He wasn’t just a villain—he was the villain. The one everyone loved to hate. And now... I was him. Great. Just great. If reincarnation was supposed to give me a second chance, someone really screwed up. I didn’t just end up in a fantasy world; I landed right in the middle of a sadistic dating sim known for its brutal difficulty and relentless drama. In the game, Killian Nux wasn’t just a spoiled noble. He was a monster. An overpowered, sadistic tyrant feared and hated by everyone. His fall was as inevitable as the sunrise. By the end of the story, his power, his pride, his very existence was crushed under the protagonist’s boot. If I didn’t want to meet the same fate, I needed to change everything. But fate had other plans. To survive in this world, I had to attend the Olympus Academy, the melting pot of heroes, heroines, villains, and victims. The place where the story began. The place where Killian's path to ruin was set in stone. And it gets better—or worse. Because walking into that academy means meeting him. The Protagonist. That righteous, golden-haired beacon of hope destined to unite everyone against me. Along with him come the Main Heroines—the princess, the knight, the healer, the mage—and even the Villainess, the one character I might have been able to rely on if Edward hadn’t been such a bastard to her in the original game. So what am I supposed to do? Watch the Protagonist steal the spotlight, woo every girl in sight, and forge his path to glory? No. I’m not playing by the game’s script. If I’m destined to be the villain, then so be it. But I won’t go down quietly. If Killian Nux is supposed to fall, he’ll do so as the strongest, most feared villain this world has ever seen. After all, if I’m going to live in this hellhole of a game, I might as well make it my story.
carl_Zedrick · 0 Views

Kissing Hellfire: Marry Me, Evil Lord

Power comes with a cost... and it was something she was willing to trade her soul for. A few nights before her wedding, Lauren sought a way to break her fourth engagement. Known for her bad reputation as the rebel princess, she was the only lady who had the guts to step foot on the Everston mansion, the house of a notorious warlord, in the middle of the night. She offered him a wicked alliance that the entire kingdom did not see coming: a marriage. A vixen pretending to be a damsel in distress and a man whose crimson eyes screaming for bloodshed. Could something blossom in this treacherous dance of lies and deception? -- "Are you upset?" She eyed him sharply. "Should I be honored that I got tricked by you, milord?" He drank the remaining wine in his glass with one gulp and put it on the wooden table. He stepped in front of her. His hand was on the rail on her side while his other hand grabbed her glass and finished her wine before putting it down. The way his Adam's apple moved with his every violent gulp made her feel a tickling heat around her nape. When he brought his attention back to her, he licked his lips to wipe off the trace of wine. "How shall I make it up to you then?" he asked with his deep voice, like a seductive devil asking his victim how she would like to be killed. Dangerous yet… enthralling. - Note: This is a dark fantasy-romance genre with a lot of gore, family feuds, steamy scenes, twists and turns, and other explicit content (no rape) that will rile you up and might give you a heart attack so basically this is not for soft-hearted ones, so read at your own risk!
macy_mori · 1.5M Views

Whispers of Elandrial:Echoes of the triad’s purchase

Deep in the heart of Elandrial, away from the bustling cities and grand kingdoms, within the intricate maze of the Underrealm, Kael lived in shadows. A Cavedweller by birth, his heritage was one of mystery, often whispered about in legends but seldom encountered. Kael wasn't ordinary, even by Cavedweller standards. His veins pulsed with the ancient art of sword magic, a legacy passed down through secretive lineages. When he danced with his blade, it shimmered with arcane energies, cutting not just through flesh but through the very fabric of magic itself. This talent, however potent, was a double-edged sword. It made him a beacon for those hungry for power, so he hid it, fearing its allure. His days consisted of exploring the depths, unearthing relics of a bygone era, and practicing his swordplay in concealed caverns. Solitude was his chosen companion until fate intervened. One evening, while navigating a previously unexplored tunnel, Kael stumbled upon a scene that would shatter his isolated existence. There, in a hidden cavern illuminated by bioluminescent fungi, representatives of the Obsidian Empire were engaged in a covert exchange with enigmatic figures - the Voidwalkers from the abyss. The traded object was a pulsating dark crystal, the "Abyssal Heart", radiating an eerie energy that even Kael, from his concealed vantage point, could feel. Intrigued yet cautious, Kael decided to intervene. Drawing upon his sword magic, he attempted to disrupt the exchange. But the Voidwalkers, beings of ancient magic, sensed his presence. A battle ensued, where shadows clashed with the gleam of the blade. But the numbers were against Kael, and he was forced to retreat, but not before witnessing the Obsidian Empire successfully obtaining the Abyssal Heart. Understanding the gravity of what had transpired, Kael knew he couldn't remain a silent observer. The Abyssal Heart's power in the hands of the Obsidian Empire would bring forth a darkness that Elandrial had never seen. His first attempt to warn the higher realms led him to the Stone Trolls of Thunder Reach. Historically reclusive, they were known for their mastery over earth magics. But as Kael approached their majestic mountain citadel, he witnessed its annihilation. The Obsidian Empire, powered by the abyss, had struck their first blow, leaving Thunder Reach in ruins. Devastated yet determined, Kael pushed forward. He sought the Moon Dancers of Lorianel, hoping their affinity for lunar magic could counteract the Abyssal Heart's malevolence. It was here he met Luna, a skilled Moon Dancer. Sensing the truth in Kael's words, Luna pledged her support. Together, they journeyed to Seraphina, seeking the Sun Whisperers' aid. This is where Solan, a Sun Whisperer with a fiery spirit, joined their ranks. The trio, each representing a unique aspect of Elandrial's magic, became the realm's unlikely defenders. As they ventured across the vast landscapes, from the shimmering shores of Maelstrome’s Rift to the floating islands of Celestial Shadows, they rallied allies. The Maelstrome Dominion, seeing the threat posed by the abyss, provided naval support. The ethereal beings of the Celestial Shadows lent their knowledge of ancient prophecies, hinting at the Abyssal Heart's origin and possible countermeasures. Their journey took them through the Glimmering Groves and the Skaldorian Foothills, battling Obsidian scouts and abyssal creatures. In these skirmishes, Aria, a rogue Mage from the Virelia Republic with unparalleled knowledge of arcane arts, saved them. Recognizing a shared purpose, she joined their quest. But time was against them. The Obsidian Empire's shadow spread, consuming realms and bending them to their dark will. The abyss, sensing Elandrial's weakening defenses, grew bolder, with its creatures becoming more frequent and aggressive.
Donabuis_Cronus · 2.3K Views
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