Grotesque Splinter Warframe

A giant tree popped up in the middle of the Atlantic ocean covering the world in a strange new radiation and because of it, people began to change. First, there are the Chosen. These super humans have only slight physical changes and yet can manifest amazing elemental powers. Next, you have the Infected. These humans have experienced large scale body changes which range from animal adaptations to simply grotesque body decomposition. Most are still normal and sane humans who attempt to adapt to life while being shunned by others. There are some however that have grown deranged and think themselves the rulers of the world. Our MC lives a somewhat lonely life while sometimes being accompanied by his rather senile yet kind grandfather. He has no idea where his parents went after they dropped him off a few years ago, so he has no choice but to stay here. He lives by the idea that he should just be air and not be noticed in the slightest. All of this goes ok until things start changing and Laz starts getting dragged around in many different directions. Welcome to a story of Gods, evolution, love, adult situations and basically bringing a bit of eastern fantasy to western civilization. Hope you enjoy the ride.

“I will drag you into an darkest abyss, as you have done to me for your betrayal. It’ll be like an eye for an eye and tooth for an tooth.” Atlas watches him kneeling on the ground with a dagger in his side, blood trickling from his wound. Atlas stands there, leaning against the wall with a nonchalant expression. Atlas stepped away from leaning against the golden statue, and he walked closer to him with a predatory grace, calm and effortless, and Atlas cradled his face with a possessive and clinging hold, and Atlas smiled gleefully, “Let’s make a deal. Belong to me and do everything I say, and I’ll release your brother.” Sebastian never saw this day coming, and he truly regretted saving him on that snowy day. This person isn’t the same youth from before, for vengeance and hatred only remain in his heart. The only thing he can do is appease the man. But this time, he will never give out his heart again. And he will never reveal the real truth behind his betrayal. What’s the point? Sebastian looked at the man before him and resisted the urge to move away from the hand on his face. His eyes remained stoic. In a hard voice, he said, “Fine. I will do what you want; in exchange, let my brother go.” *** Sebastian lives a normal life with his family, but he lives a hidden life. He has a dark secret that he protects at all costs; otherwise, he will be killed for being a monster. He and the rest of his family are vampires, living off blood, but his family, especially his father and mother, don’t feed on humans, for they cling onto morality, hoping not to descend into depravation. Sebastian cherishes his family, and they are both his strength and his weakness. They are the ones who maintain his humanity and keep him in check. But being a vampire comes with a deadly price; he must blend in with the human world, pretending to be a human is an effortless task: calculating and flirtatious is a mask he carries for centuries, playing with the lives of those around as if they’re just a game. His heart never lets anyone in, keeping distance from anyone except for his family, who live and protect each other. On that fateful night, he never thought he could have another emotional connection. A young, feral boy carrying a hunter's knife is surrounded by blood, snow, and dead wolves in the forest. Why does his youthful body carry a grotesque canvas of scars like they tell a gruesome past? Why do his eyes carry a heavy burden that’s too young for a human? Or is he a human in the first place? Soon, he would learn that Atlas carries heavy, dark secrets, where Sebastian had to look for an answer in Atlas’s past and must decide if he’s worth forgiving and protecting. ***
gong/seme/top protagonist x shou 
Sebastian x Atlas 
Additionally tags: dark, mysterious, BL, age-difference, thriller, psychological, supernatural creatures, slow romance, murder, dub-con, tragic past, comedy, and horror (I don’t own the picture on the cover.)

Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual. As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive. Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife... Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters... Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive: Use monsters to fight monsters.

Darkness. There was at first a period of absolute darkness, before there was light. But what if, in another realm far removed from this one, There was light before darkness. Eternal darkness, only lit up by the crimson eyes of monsters hidden within the night. The great disaster, it was called. No-one knew how it happened. Who cared? The world had ended, before it truly began. And now in a dark, splintered universe, a race of sentient bipeds struggles to survive. A race of proud hairless monkeys. A race...of humans.

In Neo-Pandora, 2247 time is a fragile commodity. The invention of the Temporal Engine granted humanity glimpses into the past and future—but at a catastrophic cost. Reality itself has begun to unravel, splintering into fractured timelines that bleed into the present. Amidst the neon-lit chaos of this dystopian metropolis, Detective Elias Voss, a disgraced chrono-physicist turned private investigator, survives by solving cases tied to temporal anomalies. Haunted by a failed experiment that scarred him with the ability to see time’s fractures, Elias walks the razor’s edge between the past’s ghosts and the future’s shadows.  When Dr. Lila Kane, a desperate Temporal Institute scientist, begs for his help, Elias is thrust into a conspiracy that threatens to erase Neo-Pandora from existence. A rogue experiment has unleashed a time rift fueled by the Fractured Hourglass, a mythical artifact rumored to hold dominion over time itself. As Elias and Lila race to stop the rift, they uncover a chilling truth: the Hourglass is merely a fragment of the Chrono Core, an ancient power capable of rewriting history—or erasing it entirely.  But the Core’s secrets are guarded by shadowy forces. From the neon-drenched underworld to the Institute’s ivory towers, Elias confronts rogue time travelers, paradox-born monsters, and his own fractured memories. Every step closer to the Chrono Core warps reality further, forcing Elias to question what—or who—is truly real. As the rift consumes the city, he must decide whether to repair time… or shatter it to save humanity Will Elias Voss outrun the ghosts of his past, or will time itself become his greatest enemy?  The Chrono Detective is a high-stakes journey through a collapsing world where every second counts—and every choice could doom reality itself. 

Evelyn was certain she had met her end. The last thing she saw was a towering mutant lunging at her, its grotesque form a result of the very catastrophe that had wiped out most of humanity. But instead of death, she opened her eyes to a time when Earth was still livable—three months before the NASA satellite crash that had killed half the population and the nuclear plant collapse that had turned those who live near them into mindless mutants. This time, she refuses to be a helpless survivor. She will fight, prepare, and save those she lost in her past life. But unlike the reborn protagonists of novels, she has no hidden wealth, no space filled with supplies—just her knowledge of the future and a determination to survive. As she scavenges for essentials, she stumbles upon an unexpected burden—a small child who clings to her, calling her Mommy. Alone and vulnerable, the little girl would never survive the horrors to come. Against her better judgment, Evelyn takes her in. But protecting herself was hard enough. Can she shield an innocent child from the apocalypse while rewriting the fate of the world?

WSA 2025 Entry What is a man, if not a vessel of hidden truths and whispered deceptions? Beneath the fragile facade lies a labyrinth of secrets—truths buried so deeply they intertwine with the lies we tell ourselves just to survive another day. The masks we wear may fool the world, but they cannot hide the fractures within. Even those we hold closest, the ones we entrust with our hearts, may be the very hands carving unseen wounds into our souls, feeding them to the monsters lurking in the shadows. He was never meant to uncover it. But when fragments of forgotten identities surface and unseen forces move in the shadows, Aramith is thrust into a web of deception, blood, and a history long buried. Worse still, within him stirs an attribute unlike any other—the strongest, yet the most chaotic. A power that bends to no master, a force that threatens to consume him whole. To wield it is to risk destruction; to reject it is to remain powerless. And yet, power alone does not reveal the truth, for blood tells no lies, flowing only when life is claimed, but even its crimson clarity is no guide to the truth. How does one find what is real when their very existence is a fractured mirror, splintered into shards that reflect only distorted glimpses of an identity lost? Each shard offers the promise of clarity, yet together, they form nothing but ruin. To uncover the truth is to face the darkness, and to risk losing what little remains of the self. For in the end, can a man truly hold a reflection if he no longer knows who—or what—he truly is?

Pure instinct to aid the weak. A noble impulse, right? My 'sin,' or perhaps my supreme stupidity, was trying to save a woman and her daughter from a brutal death. In the heat of the skirmish, a moment of carelessness cost me a gunshot. And then, the ironic confirmation of an old suspicion: the God of this world finds amusement in fallen heroes. Just as the darkness was claiming me, a strange phenomenon tore me from its jaws... only to throw me into the body of a noble baby, a child born with privileges, yes, but also with a curse. Lucien Whiteheart, his parents' fifth attempt at having an heir, was a doomed body. A grotesque curse denied them descendants, and now, I, a trapped soul, faced a premature death at the hands of enemies I never provoked. A blessing or a cruel joke of fate? I’ll find out, if I survive.

In a world fractured by an ancient Holy War, where three divine kingdoms share the planet under seals of fragile peace, the story of Kaelen Silver is a heartrending ballad of vengeance, sacrifice, and the price of power. Tomas Silver, a slave turned assassin, manages to escape the shadow of the Bloody Moon Order thanks to Alenya, an herbalist who restores his humanity. Together they forge a simple life, hidden from a world divided by the gods. But their son Kaelen is born marked by a curse: his body absorbs the world’s vital energy (Nivora), inflicting him with unbearable pain. Although Tomas fiercely protects him, fate is cruel: Alenya dies at the hands of the Bloody Moon Order, and years later, the Five Great Clans—puppets of hidden demons—murder Tomas, leaving Kaelen alone, broken, and hungry for vengeance. Kaelen is not a hero. He is a cunning and ruthless survivor who, after decades of hunting the clans that destroyed his family, fails in his final attempt. Captured and sacrificed in a grotesque ritual, his death is not the end: an ancient demon offers him a perverse deal. “Go back in time. Save your parents. Destroy the seals that divide the world... and unleash Hell.” Upon awakening as a baby in the arms of his parents, Kaelen retains the memory of his previous life. But the path is not simple: to break the seals that keep angels, demons, and the Alliance of Races at bay, he will need the hearts of descendants of heroes, archangels, and demonic kings. How far will he go to rewrite his destiny? Will he become the pawn of greater forces, or will he even defy the gods who manipulate Ethalios from the shadows?

Kael Draven, the strongest human who fought against the Anthi-Org—a universal threat set on conquering the universe—was betrayed by one of his own when victory was almost within reach. He and his allies were known as the Exo Primevals, the first to wield an Exoskeleton suit known as Aegis Prime—a powerful piece of equipment created by the most advanced species to finally destroy the Anthi-Org and end the war. But with his teammate betrayal, Kael was sealed away in impenetrable ice, his people’s planets fell under enemy control, and the Anthi-Org rose to dominance. The Exo Primevals were forced to retreat, doing what they could to salvage what remained of their worlds. Countless lives were lost. Centuries passed, and Kael’s icy prison eventually shattered. The strongest human—or what used to be—woke up in a future he barely recognized. Learning that the Anthi-Org won, Kael is now driven by revenge. He vows to find the one who betrayed him and finish what he started. The war may be lost, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be reignited. --- Additional Tags: Cold blooded protagonist, Smut, S*x Scenes, Antihero, *sshole Protagonist and more, mainly for flexibility. What to expect: This novel is LitRPG. If you are a fan of Power Rangers/Kamen Rider, Warframe, and other Suit related novel/movies/shows then this is for you. Try to read for at least 20 chapters and see if this novel fits your taste. It's slow at first as the world and structure of the story is forming along the way.

In a world where reality morphs into a waking nightmare, a young man is torn from modern comforts and thrust into a perilous, shadowy realm. He awakens in ancient ruins within a forest filled with living plants that appear to watch him. Clad in unfamiliar Victorian clothing and with no memory of his arrival, he faces a desperate struggle for survival against grotesque, otherworldly monsters. A terrifying encounter forces him to flee, leading him to a mysterious pillar among the ruins. Unlike anything else in this eerie place, the pillar seems to ward off the horrors lurking around. In search of answers, he touches it, triggering a series of events that shatter his grasp on reality. He is instantly transported to a vast battlefield strewn with colossal gates and shattered mountains—a testament to an ancient war between unimaginable forces. The ruins bear cryptic symbols offering glimpses of forbidden knowledge. Driven by curiosity, he pushes against the gates, only to endure excruciating pain as he nears death, before being pulled into a chasm of darkness. Yet, death spares him. He awakens in a tranquil, otherworldly void, surrounded by luminous pillars of light beneath an infinite cosmos. His broken body is miraculously healed, drawing him toward an awe-inspiring throne. Compelled by an unseen force, he sits, and in that instant, the stars, galaxies, and secrets of the universe flood into him, unlocking a power that could shape his destiny in unimaginable ways. As he struggles to understand his newfound strength, questions arise: What is this strange realm? Who, or what, brought him here? With each revelation, he delves deeper into the mysteries of this enigmatic world. Are the horrors he faces mere fragments of a greater truth? Or is he the key to a conflict older and grander than he can fathom? One thing is clear: this is no ordinary survival journey. It is a narrative of power, gods, and the fragile balance of worlds—where the truths he seeks might cost him everything he cherishes.

Under the blood-streaked moon, Raelyn is trapped in a nightmarish slaughterhouse, surrounded by twisted corpses and relentless killer. As the butcher carves through his victims with sickening precision, Raelyn must escape the carnage before becoming part of his grotesque collection. Echoes of the Damned is a relentless journey of terror, drenched in blood and unimaginable horror.

I do not own any of the worlds or characters that are used in this self insert except my oc and I will not be 100% accurate to the worlds or characters. this is a combination of 2 games and a novel that i have enjoyed. Warframe...Starcraft...Costume made demon lord system ...and any world I will visit in the future in this self insert .

Omegaverse meets Werewolf-verse In a world full of werewolves, where the strongest had it all, Valentin is part of the minority that was mostly looked down on: the Omegas. Only the simplest and dirtiest jobs would they get; their beauty frowned upon: their whole existence, neither a man nor a woman, considered something grotesque. His job: janitor of a high school; his one-room apartment: full of cockroaches: his friends: what friends? His lover: non-existent, no woman would ever take an Omega. His trivial life, however, changed when one of the former most popular students followed him home after lingering at the school without friends and girls sourrounding him. Who would have thought? He turned out to be a fellow sufferer, whose life was destroyed by the news he had received and the low existence he turned out to be. Two men wanting nothing more than to remain exactly what they had thought to be: two men. Yet, a grotesque love blossomed between two grotesque existences, turning everything that was taken from them into nothing more than triviality. Please be aware that MC is a stutterer; it could affect your reading experience; Shou perspective (perhaps they're a reversible couple); ML falls in love first; both 'straight'; mutual bending

(Author's edit: The story will henceforth be moved to royalroad under the title "Of demons and deities: Path of Revenge") After being held captive, being abused and experimented on for over a century by her foster family, the young demon Lily, finally escapes after killing the patriarch. Wounded she flees the place of her upbringing and returns to her homeworld, Tiadar. There she meets a Death Spirit who tags along on her flight but who has his own motivations for sticking to her. Death itself has a special interest in her. With this grotesque creature by her side that she grows weirdly attached to as their joined travel continues, Lily has to finish what she's begun. Her vengeful foster sister finally catches up to her and Lily has to confront her one more time. Both of them seek revenge for what the other has done to them. But who will gain it in the end?

Nobody sees Ellie. They see Mason, this awkward, lanky kid who barely speaks. The one who hides under hoodies, head down, trying to blend into walls. They don’t see the girl trapped underneath, the one who’s been screaming into pillows and mirrors for years, begging to be real. Then comes Zoe. Bright, loud, unapologetically queer Zoe—someone who doesn’t give a damn about fitting in. She’s everything Ellie isn’t allowed to be. And in a wild, reckless moment, Ellie tells her truth: "I'm not Mason. I'm Ellie." It’s terrifying and electric—like ripping off a mask that’s melted into your skin. For the first time, someone sees her. Her best friend Jamie doesn’t flinch. Her little sister almost says, “I knew it.” And in stolen moments, Ellie starts to live—tiny rebellions like growing her hair, whispering her name to the mirror, running a secret Instagram where she can just be. Every step is a victory, but every victory has a price. Her father’s rage is a thunderstorm—loud, blinding, impossible to reason with. Her mother’s tears are quieter but sharper, like glass splinters under her skin. Teachers shrug her off; classmates whisper. Even some friends scatter. When home finally breaks her, Ellie runs. Nowhere to go, but anywhere is better than a house that feels like a prison. Coming out isn't a happy ending; it's a battle. Therapy, support groups, filling out name-change forms while strangers look at her like she’s a freak. Every small victory—being called her real name, the first hormones kicking in, a prom dress that fits—feels like a stolen breath. But it's enough. Enough to keep fighting. Because Ellie isn't just surviving. She's becoming. And that’s something no one—not her father, not her school, not the world—can take from her.

At the dawn of creation, spiritual essence came into being. The path of cultivating immortality has enticed countless living beings to strive for it. However, the world of cultivating immortality harbors countless mysteries and deceptions. Zheng Ren was originally a lonely person. But after witnessing various things in the world, his mindset gradually changed, and he became a madman in the eyes of others. He embarked on the path of cultivating immortality. The people he encountered seemed to be virtuous and concerned about all living beings on the surface, but in fact, they were extremely hypocritical. They would stop at nothing to advance their cultivation. Strange and grotesque creatures run amok in the mountains. Their forms are terrifying, and their natures are cruel. They devour living beings, staining the mountains and rivers with blood. Moreover, malevolent spirits float around, with deep and strange thoughts. They bewitch people's minds and make the world restless. Although Zheng Ren is considered mad, he clings to the thread of truth in his heart. He ventures alone into the Celestial Destiny Realm, maintaining his original heart amidst the bloodshed and chaos, and struggles between hypocrisy and evil.

In a stifling near future,** Seoul has become the theater of an invisible war. A supernatural disease—**Syndrome S**—transforms charisma into a biological weapon. The infected can manipulate the masses with a glance… but their power feeds on **social inequalities**. The more vulnerable the victim, the more absolute the control. The price? Abuse this gift, and you become a **Shattered One**, a deformed being whose mere smile drives others to mass suicide. **Jung Tae-Oh**, a bankrupt lawyer surviving in the city’s underground heating tunnels, becomes patient zero of a mutant strain. His rage against corrupt conglomerates mutates into a contagious power: he can **ignite fierce rebellion** among the oppressed. But every use of Syndrome S edges him closer to monstrous metamorphosis—and attracts the notice of **Song Ji-Woo, an empire heiress who brands him the perfect scapegoat. As the city splinters into infected factions—unions wielding hypnotic slogans, influencers romanticizing poverty, scientists peddling charisma-laced drugs—Tae-Oh faces an impossible choice: - Wield his power to overthrow the elit, risking transformation into the very monster he despises? - Or destroy it, condemning his people to eternal subjugation?

The world as we knew it came to a violent end. Reality itself shattered, opening rifts to other dimensions, unleashing eldritch horrors, catastrophic anomalies, and monstrous beings beyond comprehension. Civilization collapsed overnight, and only the strong survived. Enter Daniel Cross, an ordinary guy with an unhealthy addiction to instant noodles—until he wakes up to a glowing system screen in his vision: [Congratulations! You have awakened the Dimension Devouring System.] [Survive and devour dimensions to evolve.] Now, armed with an ability that lets him absorb creatures, people, and even the powers of other dimensions, Daniel finds himself in a battle for survival against grotesque mutants, rival system users, and shadowy organizations with their own apocalyptic agendas. But as Daniel grows stronger, his abilities begin to evolve in unpredictable and dangerous ways. The more he devours, the more he changes—and soon, he may not be human at all. As new threats emerge and reality itself begins to collapse, Daniel must decide: Will he become the hero who restores order… or the monster that consumes everything? One thing’s for sure—he’s still not getting his damn instant noodles. Action. Humor. Twists. A ruthless world where only the strong survive. Welcome to the apocalypse. Time to feast.

The World Changed Overnight, Without warning, portals from other realms tore through the sky, opening gateways to nightmarish creatures that threatened to wipe out humanity. Cities burned. Nations crumbled. The monstrous invaders—ranging from grotesque goblins to towering beasts—massacred everything in their path. Amidst the chaos, a new force emerged: The Awakened—humans who mysteriously gained supernatural abilities in response to the invasion. Light burst from their bodies, fire ignited in their palms, water coiled into deadly spears, winds howled at their command, shadows shifted with their will. These resemble as Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Light, and Darkness—became humanity’s last hope against extinction. Kai Jin. A cold, intelligent high school student from Korea, Kai had long abandoned the idea of relying on others. Orphaned at a young age, he grew up alone in a modest apartment, surviving through sheer will and independence. His past trauma left him emotionally closed off, but beneath his calm, detached exterior, a fire burned—a refusal to ever be powerless again. Then, the portals opened, and his world turned upside down. The night was eerily silent. Kai sat in his dimly lit apartment, eyes locked on his laptop screen. The news was flooded with reports of strange anomalies appearing across the globe—massive gates hovering in the sky, creatures emerging from their depths. Some called it a phenomenon. Others called it the end of the world. Then— Scratch. Scratch. A faint noise echoed from the hallway outside his door. Kai frowned. His neighborhood was quiet at night—too quiet for random footsteps. Then— BAM! The apartment door slammed open. A goblin. Small, grotesque, with sickly green skin, jagged teeth, and glowing red eyes. It sniffed the air, its sharp claws twitching in anticipation. Kai’s breath hitched. His mind raced. He had no weapons. No powers. Nothing but his instincts. Move. Now. The goblin lunged. Kai grabbed the closest thing within reach—a wooden chair—and swung it with all his strength.The impact sent the creature stumbling backward, snarling in rage. His heart pounded. His hands trembled, but he forced himself to stay steady. He couldn’t afford to freeze. He had to kill it. Spotting a kitchen knife on the counter, he dove for it—just as the goblin recovered and charged again. At the last second, he twisted his body, dodging its claws, and in one swift motion— STAB! The knife sank into the goblin’s skull. It shrieked, its body convulsing violently before collapsing lifelessly to the floor. Kai stood there, panting. His clothes were splattered with dark, sticky blood. The room reeked of iron and death. Then— Ding! A floating, translucent system window appeared before his eyes. [Awakening Process Complete.] [Congratulations!] [You have awakened.] Kai’s eyes widened. His nightmare had just begun.

The jeers followed her like a persistent shadow. "Murderer!" the crowd screamed, their faces contorted in a grotesque parody of the adoration she once commanded. Just months ago, they had screamed her name, their voices a deafening roar as she shimmied across the stage, a beacon of light and pop perfection. Now, their cheers had morphed into venomous hisses, their eyes burning with a hatred that chilled her to the bone. Noelle clutched her lawyer's arm, his face a mask of grim determination. The cameras flashed, capturing her every move, every tremor of fear. The headlines screamed: "Pop Princess Plummets: Noelle Accused of Murder." The irony wasn't lost on her. Her life, once a carefully constructed fairytale of fame and fortune, had become a grotesque tragedy. The trial was a circus. The whispers, the sneers, the relentless scrutiny – it was a constant assault on her senses. Her once loyal fans, the ones who'd plastered her face on their bedroom walls, now reveled in her downfall. They devoured every salacious detail, every whispered accusation, every tear she dared to shed. The verdict was a foregone conclusion. Guilty. Noelle watched the judge pronounce the sentence, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief and despair. Death by lethal injection. ‘At least they did not give me the electric chair’ she thought to herself in a poor attempt at humor. * Months later, a solitary figure knelt at her grave, the wind whipping at his hair. Rain lashed down, mirroring the tears that streamed down his face. "I'm sorry, Areum," he sobbed, his voice hoarse with grief. "I'm so sorry I was too late." He clutched a single, wilted rose, its petals stained crimson, a poignant reminder of the life that had been brutally extinguished. * Noelle is a bright star who has the world at her feet, she feels no guilt about being the other woman coming between a husband and his wife. After all, Evan had been in love with her since they were teenagers. The only reason he married Ma-Ri was because his family demanded it, if he had a choice he would surely have picked her… When she gets wrongfully accused of murdering Ma-Ri, she loses everything and is sentenced to death, everyone including Evan turn against her and she is left to die a miserable death. She is reborn and this time she faces the humiliation of being the woman who is being cheated on. She is determined to end the cycle and not let the future she had seen come to pass, she decides to step out of the picture and focus on her career. In doing so, everything changes, Evan clings to her and refuses to let her go, a mysterious stranger who has been studying her also steps in and decides to fight for a chance to be with her.

"David Raphael's life slipped beneath the waves of a glacial sea, his unfulfilled longing for GTA 6 forever etched in the digital realm. As his soul was torn from its mortal shell, a vortex of otherworldly energies swept him away to a medieval world, where foreboding forests shrouded in mist stretched towards the horizon, and rugged, granite mountains pierced the sky like shards of splintered stone. "In this unforgiving realm, David's journey began, a treacherous path woven from darkness and flickering moonlight. His quest: to claim the legendary Blessed Visor, an ancient relic rumored to grant its wearer mastery over the very fabric of existence. Yet, as David's ambition burned brighter, the weight of his desire settled upon him, a haunting reminder that 'heavy is the head that wears the crown.'"

Born not out of love, but as a tool—a mere vessel to sustain her elder sister—Elyria was never treated as a daughter, let alone a human being. From infancy, she endured an existence dictated by the will of her family, their hands cold and unrelenting as they siphoned her life away piece by piece. Every cut, every transfusion, every forced surgery stole a part of her, leaving behind nothing but an empty shell. The physical pain was unbearable, but the emotional wounds ran deeper. No one comforted her. No one whispered words of kindness. She was nothing but a living sacrifice. But when her usefulness as a donor dwindled, her parents found another way to exploit her. She was thrust into a life of horror—paraded like a doll for depraved men, her body no longer hers to protect. When she refused, she was thrown into a demonic underground circus, forced to perform in grotesque spectacles that twisted her very soul. Pain was once unbearable, but over time, her mind numbed itself to survive. She stopped feeling. Stopped resisting. Stopped being human. Yet, their cruelty knew no bounds. When she was of no more use, they discarded her entirely—putting her on auction like a mere object, waiting to be bought by the highest bidder. That was the day she met Veylan Blackthorne. A man of wealth and power, but unlike the monsters bidding for her, he didn’t see her as a possession. Instead, he was fascinated—haunted—by the emptiness in her eyes, the way she seemed to drift between life and death. And so, without hesitation, he bought her. Not as a slave. Not as a toy. But as a soul in need of salvation. Thus began the battle neither of them expected. Veylan struggled to break the chains around her, but Elyria was beyond saving—or so she believed. Night after night, she was tormented by the demons of her past, and as the shadows clawed at her mind, something inside her twisted. She stopped seeing people as people. Her hands, once trembling and weak, became steady. Her heart, once capable of fear, grew cold. And when she killed for the first time, she felt nothing. It started slow, a quiet unraveling—then bloodshed followed. No one who had ever hurt her was safe. The world that tormented her would burn, and she would be the one to set the fire. Yet, through it all, Veylan stayed by her side. He didn’t fear the monster she was becoming, nor did he recoil at the darkness in her eyes. Instead, he reached deeper—pulling her back, inch by inch, from the abyss. But healing was never easy. Therapy, nightmares, relapses—she was still broken, still haunted. Yet, for the first time, she was no longer alone. And when the time came for revenge, Veylan didn’t stop her. He stood by her side, helping her destroy the ones who had made her suffer. When the blood had dried and the screams had faded, Elyria was free. Truly free. And in that freedom, she chose him. Their wedding was not a fairytale, nor was their love story soft and sweet. It was born from the ashes of suffering, tempered by battle, and strengthened by survival. Even as her demons lingered, she found light. For the first time in her life, she was not just living—she was alive. And with Veylan, she would continue to walk forward, no longer a shattered doll—but a woman reclaiming her own destiny.

In a world where the enigmatic and deadly phenomenon known as the "Sink" dictates survival, individuals are plunged into a surreal and treacherous trial. The Sink is a realm of shifting rules and brutal challenges, where the only escape lies in nurturing a "world seed." These seeds, however, are not freely given—they must be claimed through the death of others, absorbing their seeds and gaining a fated ability tied to one's destiny. Reed, a quiet and observant boy, is marked by a haunting encounter with a grotesque entity that strips him of his past, his family, and his identity in exchange for a seed. His once-vibrant life, filled with the warmth of his family and the dreams of becoming a scholar, is erased, leaving him a hollow shell in a world that no longer remembers him. This tale explores themes of sacrifice, identity, and the cost of survival, set against a backdrop of eerie landscapes and relentless danger. Reed's story is one of resilience and transformation, as he fights to forge a new path in a world that demands everything, even as he struggles to hold onto the fragments of who he once was. The Sink is not just a trial of strength and cunning—it is a crucible that tests the very essence of what it means to be human.

Li Huowang is a man caught between two worlds-one a sterile modern psychiatric ward where he's labeled delusional, the other a grotesque ancient realm dominated by dark Daoist alchemy and a tyrannical master obsessed with immortality. In the modern world, Li struggles with his sanity, haunted by vivid hallucinations and tethered to reality only by a childhood friend's unwavering support. But when the ancient world calls, he is forced into a harrowing existence, serving as an unwilling apprentice to Dan Yangzi, a ruthless master who uses human lives to fuel his monstrous experiments. As the lines between the two worlds blur, Li faces impossible choices. Is the ancient realm a figment of his damaged mind, or is the hospital an illusion designed to shield him from unspeakable truths? Torn between rebellion and self-preservation, Li must unravel the mysteries of his existence while confronting the horrors of both realities. With morally complex characters, a richly atmospheric setting, and a gripping dual-reality narrative, Illusive Realms: The Dao of Madness challenges readers to question the boundaries of sanity and the price of freedom. Perfect for fans of dark fantasy and psychological thrillers, this is a haunting tale of survival, identity, and the indomitable human spirit.

True evil needs no reason to exist. “All living creatures must die, but I wont. ” Once known as the most talented and knowledgeable scholar/philosopher across three continents, he basked in the praise and reverence of those around him. However, tragedy struck one fateful night when he bore witness to the cold-blooded murder of his entire family. Driven to madness, he embarked upon the path of power, the path of negative energy, and thus, The Great Demon, Badur, was born. In a single day, a mountain of corpses were stacked, many of which fell to his blade. However, during his final pursuit of revenge, he met his untimely demise. His soul was extracted and cast into the void, where it would endure eternal suffering. However, his jouney would not end here…… "What do you desire?" A grotesque creature floating in the void asked while staring at the bruised and beaten soul of a young man. [Ding!! Host has received Void grade Treasure] [Ding!! Goal has been set : Attain True immortality] A new lease at life is presented A deal with a Demon filled with resentment A new journey, a new Dawn With that the great Demon, Badur is reborn ps: the book won't progress the way other novels have been progressing. if you don't like a unique development then maybe this isn't the book for you.

"The Author of the Apocalypse" is a dark, philosophical saga of rebirth, futility, and the search for meaning in worlds where chaos and magic intertwine with human frailty. The protagonist, nameless in his past life, was a 25-year-old recluse whose novellas drowned in the apathy of the digital void until his existence was abruptly ended by a terrorist attack. Death, however, is not the end but a beginning: he is reborn as a grotesque infant in a world of swords and sorcery, within the powerful Dakota family, a branch of the De-Dakota-Lastmund clan. His new body—crooked, weak, repulsive—mirrors his former uselessness, yet within it smolder sparks of mana, promising a strength he has never known.

A sickle lodged deep in his neck, cold steel biting through flesh. Voices murmured around him, debating his fate as blood poured in thick rivulets, staining the ground beneath him. His vision wavered, the world blurring at the edges. Fragments of memory surfaced, slipping through his grasp as darkness crept in. With faltering breath, he muttered a prayer. "Pitiful child," a voice crooned, its melody both soothing and unsettling. Then—screeching tires. A violent crash. From nowhere, a truck barreled through the alley, crushing him and his murderers beneath its weight. The world went silent. Kevin awoke. The question of where he was lingered in his mind, yet he could feel it. An eerie, suffocating void stretched around him, vast and oppressive. There was no warmth, no sound, only the weight of nothingness pressing down, as if his very soul could wither away. "Pitiful child," the voice whispered again, its presence weaving through the void. "Love evades you. Singled out, discarded, assumed to be nothing. No one would mourn your disappearance." A flicker of sadness crossed Kevin’s face. "But there is no redemption for you here either. You will serve as a tool for my adversary, fulfilling what I cannot. Your existence has granted me this moment, and in return, you will perish as you were always meant to. Your memories of this life and our encounter will fade" A hand emerged from the abyss, pale and grotesque, reaching for him. Kevin’s very being twisted. A sensation beyond pain, beyond fear—something worse. An unbearable pressure built inside him, warping his essence, as though he were unravelling, torn apart from within. Then came the rage. A lifetime of being used, manipulated, and discarded. Again and again, others had shaped his fate, moulding him to their will. Even now, even here, the cycle continued. No more. Through the agony, he roared. "I will not be what you want or what anyone wants. Even without my memories, I will hunt, I will devour, and I will carve my own path. It doesn’t matter if you are a god or the devil” The entity smiled. "I am no god. I am no devil. " Its voice echoed, a whisper and a thunderclap all at once. "I am A@#!@ro♧h!!"

In a dystopian future, modern Seoul is transformed into a nightmarish wasteland on December 31, 2030—the day the mysterious Gates appeared. These colossal, pulsating portals unleash grotesque half-mechanical monsters that devour the city, triggering an event known as “The Collapse.” In the chaos that follows, society fractures: the powerful evolve into near-divine beings while the weak are relegated to mere fuel for survival. Amid the ruin, a young man named Jin finds himself marked as an Awakener, albeit with the lowest rank—F, designated as a Grave Digger. With his abilities seemingly insignificant in a world where strength now determines fate, Jin is forced into a harsh new reality. His personal struggle intensifies as he battles not only monstrous creatures but also human adversaries like the Syndicate’s relentless hunters, who threaten both him and his beloved sister, Mei. As Jin drags his way through the shattered remnants of Seoul, every step becomes a desperate fight for survival, questioning whether his modest powers could someday spark a revolution against the oppressive forces reshaping humanity. In this brutal clash between old worlds and emerging gods, Jin’s journey is one of loss, sacrifice, and the fragile hope of reclaiming what once was.

In a world where superheroes battle grotesque alien monsters that descend from rifts in the sky, Alex Carter is just a high school kid trying to dodge both bullies and falling debris. That is, until a near-death encounter with a tentacled horror unlocks their latent power: time manipulation. At first, Alex uses it to survive—rewinding a monster’s attack or pausing time to escape. But when their impulsive heroism saves a group of civilians from a ravenous extraterrestrial swarm, Alex catches the attention of the Chrono Sentinels, an elite order of superheroes tasked with defending Earth. Torn between a normal life and the relentless war against the invaders, Alex must forge their own definition of heroism in a fractured world where every second counts—and every choice could unravel reality itself.