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Birth Of The Crafts-God

Lucas Yohan, originally born in a world filled with magic and mana, gets transmigrated for the second time into an advanced interstellar world that blends strange magic and technology in ways he never thought could be possible. Upon awakening, he discovers that his transmigrations were no coincidences and is now in possession of the Crafts-God System, a system dedicated to creating a new successor to the deceased Crafts-God, who is an existence with the ability to create anything and everything. Lucas decides to fulfill the goal of the system and become the new Crafts-God, but he's faced with an incredulous challenge; he can't learn magic. @@@@@@@@@ Special Note: The system might appear as controling in the first few chapters, but don't let this get to you. I've attached a few explanations for this in the comment section. In celebration of the Christmas festival, there will be massive slashes to privilege for December: Tier 1 Aperture Opener (2 chapters) would be 5 coins instead of 20 coins (a 75% slash). Tier 2 Moon Walker (5 chapters) would be 100 coins instead of 250 coins (a 60% slash). Tier 3 Star-Lord (8 chapters) would be 199 coins instead of 399 coins (50% slash). Tier 4 Paragon (12 chapters) is now 399 coins instead of 799 coins (a 50% slash) with a 5% discount on chapters. Tier 5 Unknown (15 chapters) would be 699 coins instead of 999 coins (a 30% slash) with a 10% discount on chapters. There would be at least one chapter daily at either: 11pm-12am GMT 6pm-7pm EST (Eastern Standard Time) 12am-1am WAT and CEST (West African Time and Central European Time) 6am-7am ICT (IndoChina Time) 8:30am-9:30am ACT (Australian Central Time) or 4pm GMT 5pm WAT and CEST (West African Time and Central European Time) 11am EST (Eastern Standard Time) 11pm ICT (IndoChina Time) 1:30am ACT (Australian Central Time) If there are extra/bonus chapters, it would also be uploaded during these times. DISCLAIMER: Cover art is AI generated until I can afford/get an artist. Nothing here is an imitation or copy of anything based in reality. Despite being action, I do not promote violence, murder, theft, plagiarism, racism, or any vices in this work.
Homeless_Author · 252.9K Views

Wings & Weapons

What happens when you take everything a common man holds dear, the very light of his life? Cry? He does. Feel helpless? Of course. Regrets? Definitely! But it doesn't stop there. A monster is awakened within him. A monster that cares for nothing but madness. This is a story of a powerless man going against the power of gods with nothing but a shotgun. Zeph is an ordinary salaryman with a simple, unremarkable life - going to office and enjoying quiet evenings with his wife, Renna. For him, nothing is more fulfilling than his simple life with his dear wife. But in this world, Thear, not everything is as peaceful because mysterious powers shape this realm. Among them are Angels and Fiends, followers of gods. Some use their power for greater good, while others create chaos. Still, for Zeph, they are either momentary whispers or distant myths. Until one night. That night, his peace is torn apart by a group of shadows with unknown but undeniably powerful origins. Renna is captured, and having his only shine in life taken away, he breaks. Barely surviving the onslaught, the man who once found comfort in the quiet simplicity of his life, now finds himself devoured by rage. Driven to save her, Zeph picks up a gun and goes on a violent, maddening revenge. --- "Corpse, you know what will happen to your wife? How do you feel? Dead and helpless?", the shadow hisses. I look up, my blood heating up with rage. A faint illusion of golden wings appears behind my back. My legs tremble, but not my voice. "Run and hide, rats... But remember. One day, I will knock at your doors. Each of yours... And when I do, you will feel a fear that destroys all your peace. Just like you did to me. And you are the first in line, snake." --- If you like my story, please leave a review. So that I may know where I am lacking and how I can improve. Thank you. Advance Chapters available in my Patreon- https://www.patreon.com/FictionGarden01 Join my discord for illustrations and updates -https://discord.gg/YAg7TrkV63
Fiction_Garden_Omm · 746 Views

LEVEL EVERYTHING UP in my Eldritch Tribe

What if a power to level up or upgrade everything—your way of living, battle skills, military prowess, etc.—but this power is limited to your Eldritch tribe. Would you expand your tribe to rise above all adversaries, would you use it to gain more personal power or use it to toy with everyone? Lyerin wanted nothing more than peace on himself, but all he had was regret. He possessed a secret ability that allowed him to quickly excel at anything he chose, but he could only use it once. While others had to spend a long time to reach higher levels or master new skills, he only needed to complete a simple, specific task to level up. However, he had already used this ability to count a specific number of sand grains to save his own life. After that, his existence became a living hell. One day, he was unexpectedly sent back in time, where he would witness numbers appearing in the sky, signaling the end of the world again—an apocalypse he despised the most! But Lyerin realized he could use his ability once more, this time on a certain group of people. A TRIBE! ``` [ Ding! ] [ You have chosen to level up knife slash! As a Wildling of your tribe, you can level up your knife slash. ] [ Condition: Slash the knife 500 times. ] [ You have chosen a random tree to level up! The tree is part of your tribe; you can level it up. ] [ Condition: Water the tree 300 times. ] [ You cannot level up anymore due to your limited rank within the tribe. Raise your rank in the clan first. ] [ Condition: Give honor to the tribe. ] [ You have reached the peak level of your tribe. If you want to level up further, improve and level up your clan! ] [ Condition: Level up the Ancestral Healing Ritual, level up the Newborn Den, and level up the tribe's farm. ] ``` With this overpowered ability, can he still hold onto his selfish wish for peace within himself? Warnings: 1. Cold, Calculated and Cunning MC. 2. After 100+ chapters will be bloody.
Notorious_911 · 1M Views

True God Against The Universe

In the beginning of time, a point not bound by concepts such as space and time, a being stood. He was fettered by neither space nor time as they were nothing but a thought away for him. Feeling bored at the lackluster appearance that was the void, he created a sword out nothing and slashed. With each slash, profound meaning of all known laws were evoked and galaxies were born. In each galaxy, billions of stars came into existence and around these stars floated tens of large planetary bodies. Three Thousand slashes later, this being felt he had made the void more beautiful, but after a while, he felt it was still lackluster. Why this was so, he had no idea. Suddenly, he was struck by a thought. "Why don't I create beings that will facilitate the evolution of this great Universe?" And From him, came the many Celestial Bodies. These beings were the embodiments of The Supreme laws from which all other laws were born. Still, this being found them to be singular. Hence he decided to create a less powerful species with the potential to grow and reach the point he was standing, and from then, the human race were born. This being passed on his knowledge to these Celestial Beings and tasked them with the Divine Task of creating the Ten Thousand living beings that are known in this day and age. ... In a Library, a young boy looking not more than nine years old read from a parchment. "What an interesting person." He muttered to himself. "I wonder if what is written here is true. To be able to create all that is know throughout the Universe. To be unfettered by space and time, life and death. What an admirable position he must have stood in." This young man had nothing but praise for this being as he festered the thought of one day reaching such height. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/jrJBVc7u
Josh_Richie · 51.9K Views

MULTIVERSE: The Guardian

When Sophie discovers a mysterious stone on a school field trip, she unlocks her destiny as the guardian of the multiverse. With the stone's power, she travels to different universes, accompanied by her spirit guide Digi, to restore balance to crumbling worlds. Together, they battle formidable foes, unravel ancient mysteries, and protect vulnerable worlds from destruction. But as Sophie navigates the vast expanse of the multiverse, she must confront the challenges of her newfound responsibility and the consequences of her actions. Will she succeed in her mission to safeguard the multiverse, or will the weight of her duties tear her worlds apart?" Will she succeed in her mission? Will her normal life be affected? Dive into the thrilling tale of Multiverse to find out! --------------------------------------------------------- [A/N: Disclaimer (MUST READ)] "Multiverse is an original story of mine. While the overall narrative is mine, certain plot arcs and chapters contains fanfiction elements, designated with the symbol "FC" (Fanfiction Chapters). These fanfictions are in a way that Sophie's Adventure can be in existing works and are transformative, building upon the original stories with my creative twists and additions. I acknowledge the original creators' intellectual property and credit their work. In the fanfiction chapters, I will indicate my original characters, while all other characters are credited to their respective original creators. All other content, including characters, settings, and original storylines, remain the exclusive property of Mine. I apologise for any gramatical and writing mistakes. The cover illustration is done by me, please do not repost or use it without permission. Thank you for cooperation and understanding. Happy reading. You can also find this story on Wattpad.
Vision_Of_Fiction · 13.2K Views

God Of Fiction: The Faceless One

Gray World is dominated by the will of Gods and thrives under the control of iron gears and steam. It is a place where faith is not a passive devotion but a currency—traded, bought, and sold by churches that wield their gods' influence as weapons. It is a place where value is absolute, value is everything, shaping every belief and controlling every life. Run by ironclad reign of Church of Steel, every life here reeks of smoke and decay, while the Church of Sacrifice whispers promises of salvation through pain and sacrifice. Yet, amidst this ever existing Gods of sacrifice, iron, and decay, a new God descends—one who was once known as The Faceless One, God of Confusion, Keeper of secrets, Messiah of messengers by en masse: the God of Fiction. God of Fiction, Ashur, reincarnates after dying by the wiles of God of Sacrifice and others. Unlike other gods, Ashur, does not demand worship through suffering or material devotion. Instead, he brings something far more dangerous: the ability to weave fantasies into existence, to blur the line between fiction and reality. "Is fiction not a truth waiting to be realized?" Whispers spread among the people—rumors of a church that doesn't preach, of a god who offers not suffering but something far more seductive: choice. They speak of dreams too vivid to be mere illusions and realities that seem to bend to their imaginations. What is fiction, if not another form of reality? When the masses begin to believe, does belief not shape the world itself? As his own proclamation goes— [To not exist does not mean one truly does not exist, for to be known is also a form of existence.] ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ [This book has been dropped] [If you want to read something after it, I would recommend, “Death Game: Beyond Reality“]
_Darker_Than_Black · 54.8K Views

For Vengeance, I Ascend Once More

[Warning: This novel can get brutal and has some some R18 scenes which you will be warned of at the beginnings of the chapters] ....... What is existence? It is divided into two Spaces. The Mortis, where one can find Worlds. The Immortis, where one can find Realms. Both divided by a boundary that keeps the two separate. However, as vast as this world is, only a single individual's story is relevant. A man who rose from the depths of a dark society in the Mortis and ended up being a symbol power, prosperity and fear in the Immortis. Revered and respect by experts of all realms of power. He was granted a title to acknowledge him as a powerful expert. A King. However, there’s a saying in the Immortis. ‘Like the Mobius of Birth, one’s life always comes back around with all the vile darkness one thinks they’ve left behind.’ The man who had become a King, lost everything to a cycle that came to bite him in the back. Betrayal. Everything that he built. The wife he loved. The children he raised. All of it was lost. He returned to square one. Back to the Mortis, where he began. Join him on his journey to ascend again. His fury is not abated. He wishes to tear down his enemies for they did. The traitors for their betrayal. Will he rise alone? Will he follow the same path as the last time? Will he overpower his enemies? Find out in the story of a dark King. The King of.... ......... "You are rage." As he said so, he slashed down with the sword, his arms not quite able to bring down the sword in a perfect slash. However, it was a slash nonetheless. It was clumsy, but it was fine. The young man raised his arms and grasped his sword above his head again. "You are pain," he said as he slashed down with a better steadiness that made his slash look a bit more elegant. The look in his eyes turned colder as the evening breeze brushed past him. Before him was not the sea or the moon or the stars. There was the face of his enemies as they dared to bring to ruin all that he had built. "You are fear," he said as he brought down his sword again, its rusting blade showing nothing of the magnificence a sword should bear. What was the True Way of the Sword? It was to cause bloodshed. It was to cause pain. It was to cause sorrow. It was to tear away families from their fathers, husbands, children, mothers. Every weapon was forged to cut down a life. Whether it was to protect or not. A life would be taken by the silver blade as it slashed down. The bulky man in the forge, hammering away at the heated metal would seek to make a sword stronger and sharpen it afterwards so it wouldn't fail to behead a foe. A sword's purpose and instinct was to kill. "You are torment!" The young man slashed again with all his might, his slash being a silver light could be seen as it was lit in the night. "You are war!" He lowered his stance as he felt the sword slice through the air seamlessly. "You are madness!" The sword blew a bit of the sand on the shore as he swung down. "You are destruction!" he said as he slashed. 'I will walk this path again. It has worked for me before and it will continue to work now,' he thought. He slashed again. 'None shall remain standing when I return to the Realms above.' ........... Cover is not mine....credit to artist..
Shade_Arjuun · 42.5K Views
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