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The Epic of The Tyrant King’s Chosen One

Trojas was a land of beauty, rich in warmth and culture. It was also home to some of the finest warriors on the continent. The people of this prosperous nation lived happily, taking great pride in their homeland. Ceremus Marcrinos had just inherited the throne, and despite his grief, he carried out his duties the best he could. Unfortunately, his loneliness overwhelmed him, and the only escape from the pain in his heart came through his vices. Whether it was drinking the night away, sleeping with countless strangers, or getting into unnecessary fights, the king just couldn’t stay out of trouble. The citizens of Trojas initially tolerated his behavior, sympathizing with his loss, but things only grew worse. Ceremus, once revered as a benevolent king, became a tyrant. His abuse of power pushed the people to their breaking point, and in desperation, they prayed to Kaleeso, the goddess and creator of mortals, to ease their suffering. The goddess, moved by their cries, chose to send someone who could finally put the unruly king in his place. A man emerged from the heart of the Aphthonia Forest becoming the protector of its land. He had but one mission—to save the people, but more importantly, save the King of Trojas from himself. The problem was, would the prideful Ceremus be able to accept such a change? Especially when all he had known for the last eight years was solitude? I mean his chosen one was destined to be a man!
NSCHAN · 1.8K Views

The Apocalypse Path of Rebirth

Maya prophesied that December 21, 2012 would be the end of the world. On this day, some people were anxious and afraid of not seeing the sun the next day. More people held a playful attitude and celebrated with their loved ones in the early morning night, waiting for dawn to celebrate their safe passage through the end. The next day, the sun rose as usual, and people only thought that God was joking with everyone, working and living as usual. But they were too happy too early. The end has already quietly arrived, but they have been adapted to the harsh environment, unable to see the green mountains turn into yellow soil, and flowers and birds disappear; Unable to see the clear river turning into a foul smelling canal, fish and shrimp are dying; Unable to see grassland turning into desert, land howling According to the Observatory, there was a once-in-a-millennium meteor shower in the early morning of December 21, 2020. Many places can be seen with the naked eye, with young men and women rushing to tell each other, eagerly anticipating this romantic meteor shower. At midnight, the long-awaited miracle finally appeared. The moon, which had been hard to see for a long time, descended like a silver plate, clear and bright, right in front of me But then people were extremely frightened. According to the lunar calendar, this day is the Winter Solstice Festival on the seventh day of the winter lunar month. How could there be a full moon This is a beautiful miracle It's still the beginning of the nightmare
lvv7788 · 110.3K Views

Chains Of The Crescent Moon

Set in a rich, fictional world where two vastly different kingdoms collide, Chains of the Crescent Moon weaves a tale of rebellion, forbidden love, and the fight for freedom. In the opulent Western kingdom of Luthadel, Prince Alden Roderic wrestles with his duty to uphold the traditions of a corrupt monarchy, including the brutal enslavement of conquered people. Torn between his role as heir and his growing disillusionment with the kingdom’s cruelty, Alden finds himself at a crossroads when he encounters Na-na, a fierce warrior princess from the fallen Eastern empire of Eryndor. Marked by a crescent moon tattoo symbolizing her royal lineage, Na-na is captured and enslaved after her homeland is destroyed. Their worlds couldn’t be more different. Na-na’s fiery spirit and refusal to submit challenge everything Alden has ever known, while Alden’s quiet strength forces Na-na to confront her own prejudices about the enemy she swore to hate. As a language barrier and deep-seated cultural divides threaten to keep them apart, they reluctantly form an alliance to dismantle the oppressive systems that enslave their people. Meanwhile, a parallel story unfolds in the distant East, where General Xian Feng, a cunning strategist from Na-na’s homeland, orchestrates a rebellion to reclaim Eryndor’s lost glory. Xian’s fate becomes intertwined with the Western kingdom when he discovers a dangerous secret buried deep within the heart of Luthadel—a secret that could either ignite a revolution or destroy both kingdoms entirely. As Alden and Na-na’s relationship deepens, their shared vision for justice propels them into a battle not just against a tyrannical regime but against the prejudices and traditions that have defined their lives. With alliances forged in the shadows and betrayals lurking at every corner, the pair must confront their personal demons while leading a rebellion that threatens to unravel the very fabric of their world. Will they succeed in uniting two fractured kingdoms, or will the chains of their past drag them into ruin? Chains of the Crescent Moon is a sweeping tale of love and revolution, where the fight for freedom comes at a cost—and where the heart of a kingdom is reborn in the ashes of rebellion.
Na_Sou · 5.6K Views

Century Of Love [BL]

And then the door creaked open. Startled, Mack’s eyes flew open, and his heart nearly stopped when he turned around. Standing in the doorway, completely unapologetic—and completely naked—was Fred. "Mind if I join you?" Fred’s voice was low, teasing, yet undeniably commanding. Mack’s face flushed scarlet, his hands instinctively pulling up to shield himself. "What the hell are you doing?" he stammered, his voice cracking. Fred stepped into the room with a languid grace, the steam curling around him as if it were drawn to his presence. His dark eyes locked onto Mack’s, a mischievous glint playing in their depths. "You didn’t lock the door," Fred replied, his tone shameless as he stepped closer. "That doesn't give you the right to enter," Mack argued. "Calm down, Mack. Besides, it’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.” "Y-you haven’t!” Mack’s voice pitched higher, but his protests were drowned by the heat creeping up his neck and the rapid pounding of his heart. Fred moved closer to him, his proximity intoxicating. Mack’s breath hitched as Fred reached out, his fingers grazing his shoulder before trailing along his arm. "Relax," Fred murmured, his voice smooth as silk. "You’re wound up too tight." Mack’s body betrayed him when he felt his touch. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Fred. Fred’s gaze softened for a brief moment, his smirk fading into something more intimate. “Do I make you nervous, Mack?” Mack’s lips parted, but no words came out. He couldn’t answer, couldn’t think—not when Fred leaned closer, his breath warm against Mack’s flushed skin. "What are you doing, Fred? I-I am your teacher. At least, have some res..." Fred silenced him with a kiss. He wrapped his arms around Mack's wet body and moved his hands to his naked butts, pressing them softly as he could, his desires almost coming to the surface. He broke their kiss and with a teasing smile on Fred's face, he said "Well, see who can't resist my touch." Mack became embarrassed and playfully hit his shoulder as he tried to hide his face. . . . . [The picture was taken from Pinterest. If you're the owner and you would like to take it down, kindly contact me on IG: novar_ei. Thank you.]
NovaRei · 2.1K 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 · 786 Views

The Battle of The Cultures

In the heart of Emretana, a nation forged by the legendary King Jiranyu IV, lies the fortified city of Yiaditak. Originally built by Jiranyu IV, the city stands as a testament to his vision of unity and strength. Over the centuries, Yiaditak has become a symbol of resilience for the Jibberek people, the largest and most influential ethnicity in Emretana. The name "Yiaditak" is derived from the Jibberenkrata words "Yiada," meaning light, and "Yitak," meaning guide. The city earned its name because its lights, visible from the Yestakmi Hills, served as a beacon for travelers, guiding them safely through their journeys. However, Yiaditak is also home to the Ekkadese people, a minor ethnicity that sought refuge in Emretana after fleeing their homeland on the distant shores of Irammi. For generations, the Ekkadese have built their lives in Yiaditak, preserving their culture and traditions in their adopted homeland. Tensions between the Jibberek and Ekkadese have simmered for years, fueled by disputes over territory, resources, and cultural differences. As these tensions reach a boiling point, the stage is set for an epic confrontation that will determine the future of both peoples. The Battle of the Cultures is a tale of conflict and unity, bravery and determination. Leading the charge on the Jibberek side are RedEmerald108YT, a skilled Army Chief and strategist organizing the city's defenses; King Jirakku II, the wise and just ruler of the Jibberek, upholding the legacy of Jiranyu IV; The Emretana Dispute Soldiers, elite warriors trained to handle conflicts within the nation; and CheirsDaCrafter, a master craftsman and engineer creating fortifications and traps. On the Ekkadese side, the resilient and resourceful forces are led by Ensuta, the charismatic leader determined to protect the Ekkadese homeland; the united and innovative Ekkadese people, contributing their unique skills to the defense; and Rimmadu, a skilled warrior and tactician devising clever plans and strategies. As the battle rages on, both sides face personal challenges and doubts. The outcome of the battle will depend on their strength, courage, and ability to unite in the face of adversity. Amidst the chaos, the echoes of King Jiranyu IV's vision remind them of the importance of unity and resilience. Will the Jibberek and Ekkadese find a way to overcome their differences and achieve a lasting peace, or will the conflict continue to rage on? The Battle of the Cultures is a gripping tale of cultural heritage and the indomitable spirit of Emretana's people.
RedEmerald_108 · 1.4K Views

Villian's Redemption

Most folks join the military to serve their homeland, defend freedom, or chase after glory and honor. Not Malakar. He joined for two simple reasons: money and women. Sergeant Rock had filled his head with promises: knighthood after the war, the adoration of the masses, men envying him, women flocking to him, and even an estate from the Emperor himself. Sounded like a good deal, right? Turns out, it was complete and utter horseshit. The battlefield didn’t smell like glory—it stank of blood, piss, and rotting corpses. Honor? A joke. What greeted him at every corner was death, endless and indiscriminate. But Malakar was nothing if not a man of his word. Sergeant Rock drilled that into him, right between the sword thrusts and the screaming. So, Malakar endured. He followed orders, slaughtered pig-bloods, butchered witches, and carved up state soldiers—all in the vain hope that Rock’s promises would pan out. Spoiler: they didn’t. Zermania lost the war, the Emperor got himself shish-kebabbed by the Sentinel, and Malakar—the so-called “hero”—was branded an enemy of humanity. Hunted down like a rabid dog, he eventually got himself killed. But death, as it turns out, is more of a suggestion than a rule. Fast forward 500 years, and Malakar’s soul has found a new meat suit. He’s alive, some what free, and determined to be a better man. Easier said than done when all you’ve ever known is war and murder. A little slip-up here, a minor incident there… like accidentally catching the eye of the world’s strongest superhero’s daughter or, oops, killing the heir to the most powerful family in existence. Malakar’s trying, really. But being a better man? Let’s just say it’s a work in progress.
Malakar · 0 Views
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