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Seth Radiante

Skill Forge: Broken Extra Character

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."
Dark_Eyez · 1M Views

Demon Alpha

(Mature Content) "He's a monster.... a real menace of our world" In the grand Wisteria Kingdom, Prince Ryan stands as an outcast, a royal burden shrouded in the hatred of his people. He navigates a world where every gaze is laced with disgust and every word is a reminder of his unworthiness. Attempting to escape the confines of his reality, Ryan crosses paths with Jihoon, the prince of Alyssum—a radiant force who shatters his world and rebuilds it in ways he never imagined. In a world ruled by hierarchy and primal instincts, their bond is anything but simple. As their fates intertwine, Ryan is drawn into an unfamiliar whirlwind of emotions: yearning, jealousy, and the aching desire to belong. "We need to stop this. If we don't, the prophecy that has haunted our kingdom for generations..... I fear it could become reality-.....the destruction our ancestors feared most." As Ryan struggles with these strange emotions, which are blooming inside of him for Jihoon, an old evil rises-the legend of the long-feared Alphas, that which evokes hatred by the very people he's fighting. Hints of the past begin to become more defined and threaten to become reality. What will Ryan do as he learns that the true battle is not against his people, but the existence of himself: that which is destined to be the world's overthrow? . . . . . "He was destiny, my power. I wasn’t born for this world but only for him. He was my power and death. So I shall be only for him." -Smut -Omegaverse -Royal family -Kingdoms -Modern royal family Every 2 days after the next chapter will be uploaded.
Loolo78 · 17K Views

Threads of the Soul

A normal day is suddenly turned on its head when a single voice utters those fateful words into the minds of every single soul on the planet. [Assessment Complete. Activating Mutagen, Please Standby….] It was after those words that every single man, woman and child was granted the opportunity to gain fantastical abilities in the name of evolution. Not even the plants or animals were spared by the words of this mysterious voice. Yet not everyone got what they hoped for. Some developed no powers at all, their bodies not yet ready for the process. Others, were simply too frail to handle it. Mutating into horrific creatures, nightmares made real. Seth Quinn, a slightly below average IT worker, developed a unique ability. The Puppeteers Threads. Will he and those he loves survive in this hellish new world? Will his new ability lead him to a life of greatness he always dreamed of? Could he become a Master of Puppets? ----------------------------------------------------- Hello there, this book came after reading many of the others on here. I found that there were many things I wished they explored or genres that had more entries in them. So instead of waiting for them to be made, I decided to do it myself and free my trapped creativity. I hope you enjoy it. This is currently being written in the free time I have beside a job with a tricky schedule. I am trying to keep to a schedule of doing 4 - 5 chapters a week at minimum but will do more if i can. To make up for it I will try making the chapters between 1200 - 1400 words on average, to give you a little more to read, again sometimes even more. I hope one day I will be able to work on this more and deliver more chapters and future novels. Warnings for graphic descriptions of death and injury. There will be bloodshed. You have been warned.
MarzAttackz · 23.5K Views

Revenge of the Crimson Shadow

Eternal Cleansing Region, somewhere in the Aries Kingdom, midnight “Ohmmm~~~!” The sound of chanting was heard as pebbles jumped, buildings vibrated, and the ground shook. In a huge church, many figures in dark red robes were on their knees surrounding an altar, seemingly praying to a god. There were thousands upon thousands of figures, all chanting the same thing. The gargantuan church had very tall windows, with which housed stained glass. The church was very caliginous, only having the soft light of the moon to illuminate things through those windows. If one gazed up, a mural could be discerned within a cupola. It illustrated a devil lingering above the land, with which figures with red eyes stood; then, a huge sun encroaching upon the territory of that devil, and burning all that was. Afterward, the mural showed a few survivors, on their knees, worshiping what appeared to be a god floating in the air as the surrounding lands burned to ash. The robed figures surrounded an altar upon which stood an imposing golden statue of a muscular man, in nothing but a toga, holding out his hand. In his hand, burned a powerful flame. If one were to observe this statue, they would immediately notice the beautiful orange sapphire the size of one’s hand. This statue was six stories tall, reaching just below the cupola. “Ohmmm~~~!” everything shook once again due to the sheer power of those figures’ unified voices. All of the figures began to glow a soft reddish-orange holy light, reminiscent of the sun. The light began to get brighter, gradually overtaking the gentle light of the moon. On the altar, in the center, directly below the cupola, was another silhouette. This silhouette stood with its hands held out, radiating an even greater light than those below. “Ohmmm~~~!” the statue’s eyes began to shine a similar light. Moments later, the light from the robed figures began to wane, as if the statue was absorbing it. The silhouette below the statue, however, started glowing even brighter. Seconds passed. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes, into hours. As every second ticked by, robed figures collapsed one after the other, their state unknown. The statue’s eyes were getting brighter as each fell. After seemingly an eternity, the silhouette’s light began to flicker out of existence. Just before it blinked out of the world, the statue’s eyes flared up, and the world seemingly stopped. The silhouette’s eyes began to match those of the statue. Suddenly, a deep, monotone voice escaped from the shadowy figure, “The boy with the Shadow Dragon Bloodline. Find him. Kill him. Wipe his whole lineage from the face of this region!” it boomed throughout the church, escaping through the walls as if they were illusory. People all throughout the region began to look in the direction of the church in response to some profound power. As the figure on the altar was speaking, cracks ,glowing the same color as the statue, began to appear around its body. As soon as the silhouette stopped speaking, it collapsed and the statue’s radiant glow began to fade. “Ohmmm~~~!” echoed out once more.
TheScaredOne · 6.6K Views

Shadoww

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.
Chime_Chinonso_ · 3.9K Views

Bloodstone Academy

Jade Eadwald is a peculiar teenager, living with neglectful, multi-billionaire parents who hoard a load of shady secrets, and a dark past they would do anything to keep their only daughter from finding out. The Eadwald's move from house to house every year, constantly attempting to leave their past behind. But this fall, they have decided to move back to London, where it all began, for reasons unknown, and Jade is in for a school term she might not survive through. Jade is set to join a school called 'Bloodstone Academy' for the fall term, and unknown to her, behind the ancient stone-walls of the castle, lies a whole new, dark and dangerous world she will inevitably come to be a part of. 'The Vampires of Ruin' have come to reside within the walls of Bloodstone Academy, and they seem to be on the hunt for something, or rather, someone important. The Blood Prophecy that was once told a hundred years ago has been retold by another witch from the Almathea coven, and vampires all over the world have grown agitated. Tension that's been building up for a century is at its peak, and The Vampires of Ruin are relentless in their search for the one the Prophecy speaks of. Until Jade walks into the hallways of Bloodstone Academy on an early September autumn morning, with a cold, indifferent expression on her stunning face. Wild-haired, dark-skinned with a mysterious, radiant beauty that makes the world swoon, Jade quickly catches the attention of everyone in Bloodstone Academy. But especially that of two vampires; Vasilis Wang and Roman Augustus. Suddenly finding herself trapped in the webs of a dangerous love triangle, Jade realizes the boys she's falling for are not human, and her new school is no regular high-school either. Something bigger than all of them, and the affections they've come to harbor for one another is brewing just beneath the surface of their collective consciousness, and Jade seems to be the sole catalyst to a disastrous event that will come to threaten the existence of all Vampires. Bloody, dark secrets are suddenly being dug out of graves and tombstones, and the Eadwalds' family secrets seem to be right in the mix, too. Will Jade survive being in the center of so much turmoil and destruction? Or will her heart be able to bear loving two immortals she might end up having to destroy? WARNING: This book contains mature content. [see trigger warnings below!] Trigger warnings: Mature content. Use of profanity, cigarettes, weed and implied alcohol abuse. Strong depictions of mental illnesses [depression, anxiety, undiagnosed bipolar disorder, etc.] Torture. [Explicit descriptions of torture techniques/devices] Explicit and grotesque descriptions of murder/death. Explicit descriptions of blood and gore. Non-explicit mentions of grooming and rape. Mentions of self-harm/suicide. Depictions of self-harm/suicide attempts/suicidal ideations.
Harleeyah24 · 126.7K Views

Nether God Imperium

Kael stood with his hands jammed in his pockets, glaring up at the towering, radiant figure of cosmic power before him. The godlike being’s voice boomed, reverberating through the void. "Mortal, do you feel no fear? You tamper with forces that could unmake existence itself!" Kael snorted, shaking his head. "Oh, I feel it. You’re big, loud, and shiny—pretty intimidating stuff." He paused, scratching his chin as if considering. "But honestly? I’ve been betrayed, shot in the back, dragged to Hell, and chewed on by something with more teeth than brains. Compared to all that, you’re just…meh." The being’s radiant glow dimmed slightly, as though taken aback. "You truly do not understand the gravity of your actions. You would defy even me?" Kael rolled his eyes. "Defy you? Buddy, I don’t even know your name. You’re what, Cosmic Glitter Beard? Look, if you’re here to smite me or whatever, just get it over with. Otherwise, I’ve got a heist to plan, and you’re killing my vibe." The being’s form seemed to shimmer with frustration, its divine presence wavering. Kael never asked for this. He was just a space thief pulling jobs to get by, maybe earn a little notoriety. But one botched heist later, he’s betrayed, shot in the back, and wakes up not dead—but in Hell itself. Surrounded by monsters, he fought, bled, and clawed his way out. Then rinse and repeat. Now back among the stars, Kael realizes he’s not the same. The Nether Crystal he stole didn’t just drag him to Hell—it changed him, marking him with strange powers and an even stranger destiny. But Kael’s not interested in destiny. He’s interested in getting paid, getting revenge, and staying alive long enough to figure out why every major power in the galaxy suddenly seems terrified of him. With the Federation cracking down on mutants and Nether Crystal smugglers, cultists stealing humanity's secrets, and interstellar war looming, Kael’s got no time for gods, fate, or anything else that gets in his way. He’s got a new path of power to climb, and if the galaxy burns along the way? Well, that’s not really his problem.
Cybertex_0380 · 3.6K Views

First Stygian Diviner:Apocalypse

“ You must level down to the rock bottom of hell”, a demonic voice said when he was summoned to the other side. Seth Johnson was 16 when he was sacrificed in a cleansing ritual organized by his parent’s cult, to find himself reincarnated and transmigrated to a new world that was already on the brink of extinction. People were divided by their magic power’s ranking to live in different regions and sat on ascending levels in the sky. Being born again as Isiah Duncan, the brother of Lucas Duncan the prodigy who brought the apocalypse to this world was confusing to him, he who had no powers to survive, until he was forced to level down instead of leveling up, using the diabolic core of magic instead of the divine one … --------------------------- Tags: reincarnation, transmigration,male lead, fantasy . Schedule : daily updates( 2 chaps/day). Chapter length: 1 k .sometimes more. The cover :the new cover is mine, I don't allow anyone to use it , it is made specifically for tgis webnovel. The characters in this cover are :Isiah Duncan and Eijar . -------------------- bonus chapters: 10 golden tickets: 01bonus chapters 50 golden tickets: 05 bonus chapters 100 golden tickets :10 bonus chapters -------------------------- Check out my other works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *I Brought Apocalypse:Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared . -------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server :https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page : https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack
Isaac_black · 1.2M Views

~ A Primordial Vampyres Omniversal Adventures ~

A/N ~ News about updates can be found in the Auxiliary Chapter called 'not a update'. Enjoy my first work. ~ Drake Zoraiz was a ordinary young black man, maybe with a little more of an realistic view of the world than most of the people. He had been living his life in the world as an mercenary, until he was left for dead after a truly brutal mission where everything that could go have gone wrong, does. As an atheist for most of his young orphaned life, he was not expecting anything waiting for him after his death. Especially not the endless void he found himself in or that of visage of the beyond beautiful; and radiant figure of a goddess, who offers a chance of boundless adventure and endless battles to become more, to show up and say. "Drake Zoraiz, it is time to choose..." ~ Planned World's (in random order) Homeworld ~ A Song of Ice and Fire ~ Bleach ~ Overlord ~ DC/Marvel ~ Harry Potter ~ Jujutsu Kaisen ~ Highschool DxD ~ Highschool of the Dead ~ That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime ~ ect. to Fin. ~ Disclaimer ~ This is a fanfiction inspired by the works of [Author/Creator's Name(s)], including [specific source material, e.g., A Song of Ice and Fire by George R.R. Martin]. I do not claim ownership of any original characters, settings, or lore created by the respective authors. The only elements I claim as my own are original characters, plots, and interpretations that I have added to this fanfiction. This work is created purely for entertainment purposes and is not intended for commercial use. All credit for the original material belongs to its respective owners, and I encourage readers to support the official works. ~
BlackViodEmperor · 10.7K Views
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