Shard Thesaurus

"Welcome to Eclipse Online, the most lethal full-dive MMORPG on the planet, where there is only one life. Death is permanent, and each choice has a price the fragile world cannot afford. But for one of its players, the rules are about to be rewritten". Following a fatal attack of the dungeon, he discovers a hidden room with a horrific inscription: he has been made the Eclipse Reaver, fated to tread the game world eternally. Each time he dies, he is resurrected, but at a horrific cost: shattered soul shards erase his memories, emotions, and abilities. As the game universe descends into chaos and its top players fall, he is forced to explore the dark conspiracy of Eclipse Online before he too is lost for good. With gory fights, shifting game mechanics, and a mystery thickening by the minute, never has the pressure been higher. Will he overcome the system, or lose himself in the void? Will he manage to retain his sanity, or be one of the many lost souls in the void? _______________ A/N: I'd really appreciate it if i get some reviews as this is my first book. This will show that I actually have readers, and I'd have to improve when or where necessary. Thanks. _______________ Update Schedule: 07:00 GMT (+8)

It all began in the grim aftermath of a devastating mech war on the desolate planet Virelia-7. The battlefield stretches endlessly beneath twin suns, littered with the ruined remains of massive mechanical titans and fallen warriors. Amid this vast graveyard of steel and death, a lone 15-year-old boy awakens—injured, disoriented, and alone. His body is battered, his clothes tattered, and his memory is gone. He doesn’t know his name, where he came from, or what side he fought for. All he remembers is the sky. Around him, war machines lie shattered, their pilots still strapped in their death positions. Clan insignias—the lion’s head torn in half and the twin-bladed wing—decorate broken steel, but they mean nothing to him. He wanders the wreckage in confusion, haunted by the stillness of it all, until hunger drives him into action. Strange scavenger creatures called Black Ravines pick at the corpses. Birdlike in shape but entirely alien, with bone-hooked limbs and oily feathers, they feast on the dead without fear. Desperate, the boy tries to hunt one but fails. On instinct, he plays dead, and when one comes close, he kills it with a shard of mech metal and devours it raw, choking through nausea to survive. Unbeknownst to him, his mind is fractured into three entities:1) The Amnesiac Self – the current version of him, living moment to moment on raw survival instinct. 2) The Aggressive Voice – violent, impulsive, and bloodthirsty. It tempts him to surrender control for power. 3) The Calculative Voice – cold, brilliant, and tactical. It watches from within, feeding him strategic thoughts and survival data when he’s close to death.

Blurb: He was once mindless trash. Vermin. An Imp. No name, no purpose. No future. He was supposed to die in the Maw like the rest. Mindless, crawling meat for something stronger to chew on. But something broke. A spark buried itself inside him... something ancient, older than Hell itself. Now he can see. He can think. He can Evolve. Hell doesn't know it yet, but the bottom just stood up. And he's hungry. Synopsis: The lowest demon in Hell. An imp without thought, spawned from filth, born for slaughter. Then he devoured a glitched system shard, something that shouldn’t exist in Hell. It gave him thought. It gave him power. It gave him the chance to evolve. Crawling through a realm of endless death and rot, he forced open a path to Earth. But in the year 2125, Earth isn’t what it once was. A hundred years ago, the Convergence shattered reality. Dimensions merged and the Dungeons fell. Civilization ended. Now, after a century of struggle, the Five Kings rule what's left, each carving out their own empires with overwhelming power. Like the Beast Taming King, who controls what was once Africa. His lands teem with monsters. Users flock to farm his dungeons, capturing beasts, gather rare materials...if they can survive, and don't forget to pay tribute. Or the Undead King, who holds what was once Europe and Russia in an iron grip. Endless legions of the dead serve him, his people loyal and fanatical. Behind an iron mask, he enforces absolute authority. A tyrant, loved by his people, living or dead. Everywhere, system users chase their own power. Shards grant anything from petty stats to world-shaking destinies. Everyone sees themselves as the hero, the protagonist of their own story. All of this is maintained and guided through the Network, a system-spanning infrastructure no human can escape. It ranks, registers, and controls. But not everywhere. Beyond the king's territories lie the Freelands, lawless zones they can’t or won’t hold. Here, gangs and corporations carve up ground while dimensional rifts swallow entire city blocks, wild dungeons drop without warning, and violence is the only law. He shouldn’t even exist in the Network. He’s not human. But his shard is corrupted...tainted. He slips through its firewalls, unregistered, unranked and free. Consuming the life and identity of Wohan Seo-jin, a system user and gang boss on the drowned coast of what was once Korea, he takes everything: his face, his memories, his men. Now he owns a foothold in the human world. And he plans to keep it. Survival isn’t enough. There is too much to want, too much to take for his own. System users, demons, dimensional races, even gods, he’ll push past every limit, evolve beyond every threat, and claim everything he desires...no matter the cost. #Litrpg #DarkFantasy #Grimdark #ProgressionFantasy #Post-apocalyptic

“You wanted to be him,” the Thimblewick said, cold and sharp. “Now live as him, and clean up the mess you've created.” Cal didn’t mean to wake anything. He just wanted the game, the stories, the late nights; But the repercussions of the world he created dragged him under. Now he's Verek Solheim—the mage he once played, and the rules don’t matter. Monsters are living disguised as citizens, ancient gods are bleeding. Ezreal’s cursed. Dax’s carrying warriors guilt. Caylen’s got secrets stacked high. They’re chasing shards—fragments of a five headed dragon queen; that don’t just hold power, they come with a price. Ruins and dungeons bleed nightmares. Every step pulls them closer to something old and hungry. It's not all grand fights here. Just moments where one breath could be your last. This isn’t a hero’s story; It’s about blood and grit and what it really means to carry broken gods.

And Just Like That Everything Changed. ...... They came from the sea—giants of stone and molten light. In seconds, Ethan village was torn apart. His mother crushed. His siste.... Ethan ran. But the ground split. A shard of black stone slid into his palm— And as his rage exploded, the stone meet with the heart shaped stone he found earlier. His body cracked. His skin turned to shale. And before he could save anyone, he became the very thing he feared. Now there's nothing left. No family. No home. Only the monster in his veins—

He saved the universe. Fought a war the gods could never win. And when it was over, when he was broken, drained, no longer useful, he was cast aside. Betrayed by those he loved, his heart became the anchor holding reality together. His soul was shattered, scattered across the dying worlds to stop the collapse. Now, a million years later, he is reborn on a forgotten planet. A forsaken land that never received its shard. No power. No legacy. No one to remember his name. But embers still burn. Reborn as Dravion, a dragon child hunted from birth, he must claw his way back through a broken world on the edge of ruin. The universe is tearing at the seams. The gates of destiny are shattered. And only one god can fix them. To reclaim what was once his, he must master the ancient rune arts, repair the decaying weave of creation, and become something greater than what he once was. Because this time, he doesn’t want worship. There will be a purge. And he will be the one to execute it. --------- Bonus tags: Revenge, Cold MC, Vast Worldbuilding, Betrayal, Romance, Western Cultivation, Beauties, Gore, Gods, Immortality, Longevity, Large Universe, Rune Magic, Variety of Races. --------- Support the novel for extra chapters! 100 Power Stones: 1 extra chapter! 200 Power Stones: 2 and so on... --------- Discord link: https://discord.gg/weDbfmuDD4

A shattered continent called Valmyra, once united under the mythical Ember Crown, an artifact of fire and balance. After the crown was broken, five kingdoms formed, each guarding a shard of its power. Peace is fragile, and war is brewing.

In a world torn apart by apocalyptic destruction, beasts roam free, and only the strong survive. But one man holds the power of the gods. When meteors crash into Earth, they bring with them more than destruction, they awaken ancient forces and ignite a brutal evolution. Dave, once an ordinary human, becomes something extraordinary when a shard of mother crystal embeds within him. Bestowed with necromantic powers and god-tier stats, he gains the rare ability to tame and command beasts: both living and undead. As cities fall and kingdoms of beasts rise, Dave discovers he is part of a divine experiment. One that pits chosen humans against each other in a cosmic game of survival, chaos, and domination. With enemies at every turn and a mysterious god named Exus hunting from the shadows, Dave must gather allies, raise an undead army, and unlock the true potential of the crystal inside him. [Welcome user, you have been granted the beast taming system!] [Combat Skill: Black Belt] [Swordsmanship Skill: 100% Skilled] [Gun Shooting Skill: 100% Accurate] [All Skill has been Maxed out, but Energy point is needed to tame, control and summon beasts] To obtain energy points, he needs to be in an interaction with the opposite gender; a female. The interactions were things that Dave hadn’t done before, but he was more than excited to try it all. “Is it just to kiss to obtain energy points? I’ll gladly kiss her.” “Wait, that isn’t enough? I need to explore her body instead? Okay, no worries!” With this, he had another side goal, and that was to create a harem of girls to aid him in his journey to become the strongest in this chaotic world. But power comes at a cost. With every beast he tames and commands, Dave edges closer to becoming what he was meant to destroy. A god!

“I beg you, Mia. Please tell me that this child is mine,” Henry begged as he looked at the woman holding the little boy in her arms. But, just as he reached forward to hug her— “Dear brother, just what do you think you are doing? Why are you trying to hug my wife and son?” Lucas stepped in between the two with a cheeky smile on his lips. He pointed to the boy and said, “Look carefully; he is my son.” Mia snorted upon hearing the two men fighting over her son. She hugged the little boy and smiled politely, “Last I remember, I was the one who gave birth to him. So carry on with your games, boys.” Mia Wills never knew how feeble life truly was until she lost everything in a matter of just a few hours. Seventy-two hours ago, she was a happily married woman who was about to head for her honeymoon. But seventy-two hours later, she met with her husband’s cold eyes, who asked her to divorce him. An accident ripped Mia’s world apart. Not only did it nearly take her life, it also took away Henry Holman’s memories. Her newly married husband. With more than three years of memories gone, Henry no longer remembered pursuing Mia and marrying her out of love. Instead, he believed the lies of his first love and girlfriend, Jamie Hudson, who spun a story where she was chased away by Mia, who took her place and married Henry by lying to him. And what did Henry do after listening to her lies? He demanded a divorce, chasing Mia away from his life. But how could Mia let go? She believed that as long as she persisted, Henry would remember her one day. But with the continuous torment and humiliation for months, including watching her husband bring his mistress to their wedding house, Mia could no longer hold on. She signed the divorce papers and left. She believed that with the divorce, she and Henry would never cross paths again. That was until Jamie’s callous scheme dragged her back not only in front of Henry but also in the bed of his half brother, Lucas Holman. Lucas Holman, the half brother of her ex-husband, was back in the city and he returned not only to take back what belonged to him but he was there to do it with a bang. And Mia, who was set to forget the night of their entanglement, found herself in another turmoil when Lucas offered a contract to marry her. In exchange, he promised to save her father. The temptation was too strong for Mia to ignore. But as she signed the contract, she swore to never fall for Lucas. But would she be able to keep her feelings at bay when Lucas starts showering her with his undivided attention? Was it truly an act of love or a part of his cruel scheme? Moreover, when a murder case binds Henry, Mia and Lucas together, what kind of secrets will be unravelled? Would they still be sane after the shards of truth pierce them? Or would they lose themselves forever?

"From death to becoming the master of death, that's my story" [... ] Jake never got a break. Born unlucky, lived cursed, and died alone—struck by lightning on a rainy night. That should’ve been the end. But fate had other plans. In the space between life and death, he meets the goddess of Karma and Fate, who admits his entire life was a mistake—her mistake. To make amends, she offers him a second chance in a brutal new world ruled by magic, martial arts, and monsters. Before he's sent off, Jake draws from five Legendary Cards—and chooses the most powerful of them all: The Legendary Necromancer. Now, Jake awakens in a world where strength decides everything. With his unique talent, he can summon undead endlessly—and harvest power from the souls of his enemies. [You have enough Soul Shards.] [Undead Dragon summoned.] But Jake is suddenly thrust into the Hundred Trials that comes once every hundred years in this new world, a deadly proving ground for the elite. To the others, he’s an outsider—unregistered, unknown, and unwelcomed. A threat to be erased. But Jake didn’t crawl out of death to get killed again Let them come. He has death on his side.

Origins of the End In the boundless expanse of the cosmos, where time flows differently and reality is woven from the shards of forgotten eras, a story unfolds—one that began long before the first stars were born. "Origins of the End" is an epic saga of a new world rising from chaos, of ancient forces that shape the fate of universes, and of a simple stone destined to change everything. When the last of the Wills—Konomara—imparts her power to a fragment of an ancient weapon, something new stirs in the void. A stone, imbued with will and system, must endure the Chaos Wind—a blind force that erases entire worlds. From a silent shard, it will rise to become a being capable of challenging the very foundations of existence. Author: Kaijitsu

He woke up in darkness, with a q Only the voice in his head — broken, glitchy, and operating on minimal parameters: — System Sirius — Neural Core Online. Host: Subject 0. The world is unforgiving. The debris surrounding him is alien. The last memory he have is being abandoned by his crewmates during a mission critical for Life in Earth. Subject 0 struggles to stay alive in a universe in which the laws of nature warp and fail, shards of his personality start to come back: fleeting glimpses, tainted records, encoded reflexes. But every piece that is recovered raises new questions — and new threats. Because something is observing. And someone wished him forgotten. What started out as a fight to survive is unraveling into something greater — an unforgotten mission buried beneath wiped-out memories, and a truth that could determine the destiny of more than one lost man. He was never supposed to recall. The Journey of Survival and exploring the never ending Universe.

Genre: Dark Fantasy / Psychological Horror / Survival Game Themes: Existential dread, demonic pacts, fractured reality "You already asked for this." When red doors materialize worldwide, humanity is given no choice: step through or be erased. Those who enter find themselves in The Crucible—a hellish game dimension ruled by the demon Ezazrael and his hierarchy of Goetic nobles. Here, the rules are simple: Survive 66 days. Collect Soul Shards (from challenges or other players). Bargain, betray, or become part of the scenery. Our protagonist, a self-destructive nihilist already haunted by glitches in reality, discovers they’re "The Anomaly"—a bug in the system capable of warping the game’s fabric. But their power comes at a cost: the deeper they delve, the more they remember this isn’t their first cycle. As factions form (Contractors who serve demons, Glitched seers, and Architects who design torturous levels), the protagonist must confront the truth: The Crucible isn’t just a test. It’s a filter. Lucifer is rebuilding Earth, and only the cruelest or cleverest will be allowed to exist in the new world. To end the game, they must face Ezazrael—but the demon only smiles and repeats: "You invited me. Now, let’s see if you can win what you truly asked for."

Check SUBMIT OR SUCCUMB is my another ongoing work. Front Page is "PRISTINE GYGXZ'KANDER". (Chapter 273→) "The world of Leathemnur is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it". That is what Khallyon Cravemeneer always thought, until he learned how easy he could lose everything he had acquired across most of his life. What can a Mortal do in the face of actual absolute power?. What can anyone do to prevail before Time? Nothing. That is the cruel, raw reality. And as most people, Khallyon was oblivious of events occurring literally before his eyes. This went on, until he accidentally started to uncover the truth. Believing he had acquired a way to protect what matters the most, Memories, which is what makes everyone the person they become. Unbeknown to Khallyon, he was delving deeper into despair, rather than going out of it. NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE DON'T GET FOOLED BY THE START OR THE SLOW PROGRESS READ UNTIL CHAPTER 51 A FAIR SHARE OF: ACTION BEAUTIES MYSTERIES A WHOLE LOT OF: SMUT BONDING INDECENCY COMMENT FOR: KINKS DOUBTS SUGGESTIONS Additional Information: I would publish TWO Chapters a Day. English is not my first language, that is why, any mistake I made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible. (This is the old synopsis Read it if you want to know more about the general context) The "Imperishable", Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives. With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person. The First Gift, is "Shards", called "Cards" by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an "Imperishable Monolith". The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask. The Third Gift, is the "Perennence", with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would "Respawn" in a "Memory Hall", making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can "Revive" you by providing the missing resource. However, this comes with a drawback, you become a "Servant" of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%. The Fourth Gift, is "The Memory Hall", unfortunately, they had an evil twin, "The Howling Wall", which are created in places that had seen too many "Take Downs" in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched. Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, "Repercussion", "Traits" and "Work", being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for "The Imperishable". But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown Invasive Territories, sprouting the so called "Graveyards", "Factories", "Hives", "Nests", "Lairs", "Crops" and "Farms" across the entire world of "Leathemnur".

In this magic-suffused land, a girl had been forgotten by the world in a quiet corner. Clad in black, solitary as a weed pushing through stone cracks, she’d endured eighteen harsh winters and summers—lonely, stubborn, unseen. No one knew her true name. To them, she was only "Blackie": the magicless one, the world's outsider. On her eighteenth year, a thread of dark mana, unlike anything before, stirred within her. Like lightning cleaving through a chaotic dream, it illuminated her path in an instant. Calm shattered—pursuit by black-clad figures erupted at the station, the gates of a prestigious magic academy swung open unexpectedly, and figures cloaked in secrets stepped into the dim light of her existence. From overlooked dust to the storm's eye… Her magic adventure was quietly beginning. "Take my mother's surname, Vane. So call me... Ellis Vane." The girl reached for the quill, its tip trailing shards of starlight in the twilight.

Once a princess with a kingdom at her feet, Lorelai Violette now prowls the underbelly of a fallen demon empire—a discarded succubus, stripped of her title, beaten into servitude, a plaything for those who once bowed before her. But beneath the broken girl, something waits. Something hungry. Something that refuses to stay forgotten. She does not beg. She does not kneel. She does not forgive. She screams. And she demands blood. Shattered and without a trace of hope, she will take back what was stolen—power, throne, and bloodied crown alike. In a cyberpunk underworld fueled by ancient magitek—where flying ships haunt the skies and firearms burn with crystalline energy—Lorelai navigates the seven deadly cities, each ruled by a monarch embodying sin. Here, politics is a blood sport, and her greatest enemy isn’t the warlords standing in her way—it’s the darkness inside her. A volatile shard of her ego that hungers for destruction, for power, for pleasure—and sometimes all at once. Her only ally? A brooding vampire and reluctant Monarch of Wrath. She lures, he bites. She is reckless, and he knows too much. Together, they must walk the red-threaded line and admit nothing, lie, cheat and soak their way to the top. But as Lorelai claws her way to power, one question remains: What if vengeance isn’t enough? CONTENT ADVISORY: This novel explores themes of trauma, identity, abuse, power, and survival. It contains graphic violence, sexual content (including non-consensual elements), and psychological distress. Please read with care.

"In the world of gods and demons, only I will conquer all, no matter who tries to stop me, I will make my way."

In a world where magic survives through shattered remnants — the Shards — Aïra has sworn never to awaken them again. Her rare power cost her father’s life. But when assassins come for her, a broken hourglass shatters… …and a demon's blade stirs awake. A broken weapon. A cursed pact. A burning thirst for vengeance. Magic is broken. So is the world. And Aïra has no intention of staying silent.

In a city ravaged by the aftermath of a cataclysmic disaster, a mysterious phenomenon known as GWAT has left an indelible mark on the world. For Ren Kael, growing up alone in this unforgiving environment, life is a daily struggle to survive. But when he becomes an unfortunate victim of GWAT, his world is turned upside down. Trapped in the unforgiving realm of the Echo, Ren is branded a Gatebearer, forced to navigate a treacherous landscape where survival is a constant battle. With predators lurking in every shadow, he must collect shards, upgrade his abilities, and outwit his enemies to stay alive. As Ren fights to survive in this alien world, he can't help but wonder: will he ever find a way out? Is escape even possible, or is he doomed to be forever trapped in this realm? Many Gatebearers have asked themselves the same questions, and the answers remain shrouded in mystery. But one thing is certain: the purpose of the Echo remains a dark and foreboding enigma, and Ren's journey is just beginning. Will he uncover the secrets of the realm, or will he succumb to its dangers? Dive into a world of high-stakes survival and ancient mysteries, where the line between reality and the unknown is blurred. PS: I am still new at this and still have a lot to learn and can make mistakes, so if you find any please feel free to comment and i will fix it as soon as possible.

There is a shard of the Creator in every being. But not everyone knows what to do with it. He did not come for glory. He never asked for this life. He was cast into this world — a fragment torn from another realm, another will. And now this world… will be saved by him, or fall by his hand. You can’t call him a hero. Not yet a monster either. He walks the path of light because he remembers pain. But with every death, every evil he fails to stop in time, something else begins to grow inside him. Sharper. Merciless. In his eyes — a world unworthy of forgiveness. In his heart — a despair that has not yet smothered the last embers of hope. Only one thing remains unknown: When the moment of choice comes — will he remain the one others follow… or become the flame that devours all? — A story of one who was never meant to be a hero. But could become a god. Or an executioner. ps. I will post this story also on RoyalRoad.com

Audrey Jones has spent her life trapped behind pristine walls, part of a family that shines in public and shatters in private. To their church and school community, the Joneses are the perfect family—devoted parents, active leaders, and doting caretakers. But behind the doors of their immaculate home, Audrey is subjected to cruel punishments, relentless gaslighting, and isolation designed to break her. When the Joneses adopt Mia, the daughter of their deceased friends, Audrey hopes for a sister. Instead, she gains her worst tormentor. Charming and cunning, Mia quickly earns their parents' favor and manipulates her way into the role of the perfect child. With each passing day, Mia spins a web of lies that paints Audrey as unstable, pushing her deeper into loneliness and convincing everyone around her—including her teachers—that Audrey is dangerous. But Mia’s greatest weapon is not the belt or the starvation. It’s the story she weaves so masterfully that no one questions it. When Audrey collapses at school, worn down by sleepless nights and Mia’s slow chemical sabotage, she finds an unexpected ally in Mrs. Hayes, an English teacher who sees through the golden facade. As the Joneses tighten their grip and Mia’s manipulation escalates to terrifying heights, Audrey must decide whether to keep surviving inside the golden cage—or find the strength to shatter it. In a world where truth is dismissed as delusion and love is wielded as a weapon, Audrey's fight is not just for freedom, but for the right to own her story.

**He was born nameless. Markless. Powerless.** Yet the stars stirred. In a world carved by Systems and ruled by legacies of godblood, **Adrian** was never meant to matter. But when a dormant fragment awakens within him—something older than the Sovereigns and more defiant than Fate—his journey begins. From back-alley guilds to fractured worlds wrapped in law and myth, Adrian climbs. Every step forward earns him new enemies, lost memories, and echoes of a forgotten war that never truly ended. For somewhere beyond the veil, a mirror awakens... and it bears his name. *The shard has chosen. The World will remember.* These are the **Tales of an Overlord**.

Zarnis was born to inherit greatness, son of a noble mage house, destined to rise. But with no mana, he became nothing but a stain on his bloodline. Mocked, discarded, forgotten by the very elite he was meant to command. He hates nobles, and he’s not wrong. Then a crimson shard falls from the sky and buries itself in his arm. Now something ancient stirs inside him. With unstable power and a fury that never died, he enters Zarethor Academy. Not to be a hero, but to break the chains they forged around him. Along the way, Lira and Serenya will challenge his worldview, and make him see he’s not the only one broken by the system they’re all trapped in. They once called him the Heir to Never Be. Now, they’ll learn to kneel.

They killed his father. They stole the village’s greatest treasure — the Septarion Shards. Now, he's coming for them. Born weak. Raised in shadows. But when they ask who he is, he will answer: "I am the son of the devil." The seven must fall. His vengeance will ri

Death Inc. is being reworked from the ground up under a new title: Death//Link. This version won’t follow the old release mindset. No more rushing for attention, just better writing, longer chapters, and a focus on quality. The story will be rebuilt at its own pace, as a passion project. Expect improvements across everything: pacing, structure, and overall tone. ************************************** After the end of the world, [REDACTED] awakens in a realm where death holds new meaning. Burdened by fractured memories and bound by a forgotten Accord, he must navigate a reality shaped by powers he does not yet understand. Each life he claims strengthens his hold. Every soul becomes a step toward a truth far darker than he ever imagined. Fueled by the shards of his past, [REDACTED] walks a razor's edge between uncovering the fate of the world he once knew and confronting shadows far closer and more personal than he realizes. When every soul counts and survival demands profit from death, killing is no longer a tragedy. It is a business. -------------------------------------------- Discord | haise1745

I used to be a 30-something IT administrator. Single. No clue about women. Technically sharp, socially not so much. Then I died. Somehow. (It was probably stupid. Don’t ask.) Now? I’ve been reborn in a primitive fantasy world as a girl. Not a badass warrior. Not a magical prodigy. Just… a really cute farmer’s daughter with an unusually high IQ, a growing existential crisis, and zero say in any of it. Also: no goddess, no system, no cheat. Just me, my memories, and some ridiculous baby reflexes. Oh, and did I mention this world has a super clunky magic system built around runes, vectors, and mana circuits? Guess who’s about to debug magic. This is a story about struggling with identity, building from scratch, and rewriting the rules—one awkward moment at a time. Author’s Note: This is my second story, written as a side project whenever I'm stuck with my main novel Shard of Possibilities. If you enjoy it, please leave lots of comments, critiques, and suggestions — they help a ton and keep me motivated. Thanks for reading!

Crownfall is a dark fantasy war epic where a grave-robber accidentally bonds with a falling star — only to discover it's a fragment of a long-dead necromancer king’s shattered crown. As war ignites over the magical shards, he must outrun empires, cults, and the crown’s growing voice in his mind — before it resurrects through him.