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Legend speaks of the mad king, a man whose power could effortlessly shake mountains, summon tornadoes and tame the fiercest of beasts with a single glance. Some claim he used his great power for evil others claim that fear and envy drove the nations to unite against him. In the end, their combined strength brought him down, but with his final breath, he casted a spell that would ensure he returned to the world once more. Centuries later, Ayasha’s life changes forever on the day of her awakening. Marked as the bearer of the Mad King’s legacy, she becomes a target for those who fear her potential as his vessel and guarded by those who believe she is their salvation . Pursued relentlessly, she is forced into a desperate act of magic that leaves her body behind and her soul transmigrates into a battered body of a slave in the lower realm. In this world, magic is suppressed and a mysterious plague spreads across the land, mutating the strong and killing the weak. The native survivors are driven into brutal conflicts over the last fertile lands. Ayasha must uncovers the truth behind the plague, go against her destiny as a vessel and find a way to return home before all she loves is lost. Every step she takes inches her closer to a power that could potentially destroy the world… or save it.

In a world where a sudden meteorite falls and gives people powers, slavery and oppression run rampant, Raiden, a young warrior burdened by a tragic past, embarks on a journey to fight for justice. After witnessing the horrific deaths of his parents at the hands of tyrannical oppressors, he dedicates his life to liberating those who cannot fight for themselves. Raiden vows to gather a loyal crew and confront the injustices that plague his world. Journey to freedom is an epic tale of courage, friendship, and the relentless pursuit of a world where everyone can live in peace and power.

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7

Kyros Polemistes, the first human to ever breach the divine realm through sheer strength and determination, was once feared by mortals and revered as a hero. His existence challenged the Gods’ authority, as they viewed humanity as beneath them. His power, a beacon of defiance, made him an existential threat to the Gods' hierarchy. He was ultimately struck down by divine intervention but is reincarnated into a frail body in a mortal world that is now dominated by human vessels of the Gods. Character art by: @XIN_II Discord: discord.gg/XIN_II

In the undisputed era of Vessels and Vanquishers, every single figure aimed to the top. Seven was one of these ambitious people, but unfortunately had the tiniest chance to even becoming a Vanquisher, the actual dream of everyone and the key to success. He was a frail figure regarded as "useless" by everyone, including his family. However, his life changed when he attained a strange system tasked to lift him to the peak. [You have gained your first Vessel, Starless Golden-horned Silver-furred Cat Pet.] [Vessel Skills: Luminous Whiskers, Clawplay, Copycat.] [Congratulations, you have become a Vanquisher!] [You have gained 10000 Ultima Coins. Your Skill, Ultima Coins Multiplier has acted on this achievement.] [Your 10000 Ultima Coins has been multiplied 10×!] [You have created your own territory.] [Major Quest: Upgrade your dominion to become the Emperor of the Badlands.] [Reward: Immortality!] Watch Seven as he goes on the great journey to become the Ultimate-tier Vanquisher. The King of the transforming world... And the Emperor of the Badlands! ***** Harem? Yes. Yandere? Yes. NTR? No Kingdom building? Yes

AVISO! -ROMANCE OBSCURO- Um metamorfo só terá um companheiro de sua própria espécie, mas o que acontece se você é o último ser do seu tipo? Lycan. Ele é o último de sua espécie e é o tipo de metamorfo mais aterrorizante. Mas, por mais assustador que ele fosse, ele estava sozinho. No entanto, para sobreviver, você não precisa ser o mais forte, apenas o mais letal. *** Ele olhou para ela como se nunca tivesse visto alguém antes. A visão dela acalmou o ruído em seus ouvidos, o bater de seu coração e finalmente ele foi capaz de se concentrar novamente... “Ela não é mais sua responsabilidade. Ela é minha para lidar agora”, disse o lycan.

"A malicious incident has occurred at our city hospital, a patient has taken medical staff hostage, and is now in a standoff with the police..." Yang Xiao turned off the TV, and the next second, a call came through, "Son, release the doctor now. There are police all around; you can't escape!" As if to prove the woman's words, the police sirens outside grew louder one after another, and there was also movement in the hallway. "It's fake, all fake. This is the Nightmare World. Otherwise, why would your call still come through after I cut the phone line?" Yang Xiao glared at the fallen phone line, his face twisted ferociously.

[Justice delayed is justice denial!] Kai a regular detective was killed by his partner after he uncovered the case he had been following for years now. Dying with hate in his heart, Kai thought all was over for him, but something sudden appeared in his eyes. [Host has awakened the Nemesis] [Host has become the vessel of Nemesis] [Become the man who sets the world back in order!] In a world were massive crimes were happening in broad daylight, christmas day, and even new years. One man would rise to become a god.

Not getting enough sleep has deadly side effects. And not just in the physical sense. That's for those lucky insomniacs. If you fall sick and die from lack of sleep then consider yourself lucky. If you recover from your insomnia and go back to being a normal human being, then you've won the lottery. Unfortunately, most of the human population have sleeping problems. And for those who do not fall under the two previous categories, something far more sinister awaits them. There are those whose minds become so disoriented and debilitated from the exhaustion of insomnia that it leaves them vulnerable to demonic entities. Ones which feast on despair and trauma. And do so with a bright smile on their faces. Faces only the infected can see. You leave your mind weak enough just about anything can step in. And who's mind is more enticing to a nightmare demon than a mind which is already crumbling and hallucinating from a lack of sleep. Be wary. Be cautious.

Xia Yu, in order to save her dying mother, was forced to be a replacement for her estranged twin sister. The contract lasts for a year. After that, she was not to look for them again in exchange for 1 million yuan. She had thought that it was only a contract marriage where she did not need to spend time with her brother in law. But fate had a different plan. Not only had he taken her as his wife but she got pregnant just when it was time for her to leave. “But this child is my love for you. So I will cherish her forever." Would her story end just like that? Or did she have different plans in life?

WARNING! -DARK ROMANCE- A shifter will only have mate from their kind, but what happens if you are the last creature of your kind? Lycan. He is the last of his kind and is the most terrifying type of shifter. But, as scary as he was, he was alone. However, in order to survive, you don’t have to be the strongest, just deadliest. *** He looked at her like he had never seen anyone before. The sight of her calmed the rush in his ears, the beat of his heart and finally he was able to focus again… “She is no longer your responsibility. She is mine to deal with now,” the lycan said.

Isle Calamitas is one of the only humans in hell, He doesn’t know who his parents are or where he originates from. He was found in an alleyway with his self proclaimed brother when he was 5 before they were taken in by a few orphans of the Home of Pandora. He stayed in the orphanage with his brother shortly before they were adopted by the boisterous Lucillia Calamitas. He is a member of the bounty hunting Island Company. One day he went on a seemingly harmless bounty. In an unlucky twist of events he obtained a coveted ancient book, Instantly making himself and his friends an easy target for all that desired it.

15 years ago, his elder brother was killed right in front of him in the middle of the night – killed by their most trusted driver. Since then, Stefan had a hard time sleeping and often got nightmares. He learned not to trust anyone. Cayenne worked almost all day and all night. She only got three hours of sleep every day. She was the breadwinner of their family since her mother was diagnosed with tuberculosis. She thought she would have a great time working as a receptionist in a hotel. Until… “I’ll pay you an additional $3000 a month. Sleep with me.” Stefan placed a signed check on the table in front of her. Her head was spinning at the large sum of money. She can finally buy her mother’s medication and send her brothers to school without worry. But to sleep with him? “I’m sorry if I come off rude but, I can’t sleep with you sir.” She tried to refuse politely, afraid that she will lose her job if he felt displease towards her. Stefan took off his coat and placed on the backrest of his chair. “Think about my offer carefully. It wasn’t so bad sleeping with you after all.” It was a mistake she made on her part when she fell asleep right beside him on his bed, drunk and dizzy. Will he make the mistake of trusting someone again? Will he entrust his life to her by sleeping soundly beside her? How will they face each other when they started to unveil the mystery of their identities? ***cover isn’t mine***edited by a friend***I don’t earn anything from this picture*** Original cover was taken from Mr Love: Queen's Choice Related videos and pictures can be seen in Koi to Producer: EVOL×LOVE

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

Max Rose, a child of tragedy, has known nothing but hardship and despair since the day he was born. Longing for a change, he finally got one—only to discover it was his greatest misfortune. Determined to defy the world that wronged him, he vowed to reclaim what was taken from him. But fate was unrelenting. Chosen as the vessel for the dark dragon, Max now faces battles on two fronts: a war against his enemies and a relentless struggle within his own mind. Will he ever break free from his cursed oath? Or will he become just another lonely soul crushed by the weight of fate? [May the light be on your side.]

Ava Blanton was a condemned criminal, later the unwitting vessel for a botched transmigration that had left her consciousness welded with fragmented memories of an unknown Earth woman. Their minds imperfectly combined, Ava battled an identity crisis. Emotions, desires, and experiences that were both native and foreign flitted through her mind. Torn between two imperfect lives, Ava faced higher states of psychological turmoil in which she couldn't quite be sure where one self ended and another started.

Raised in secrecy by the seasoned hunter Oblea, Eska’s life has been shaped by the constant threat of the wilds—and the even greater danger posed by the church. In their secluded home beyond the city walls, Eska was taught the skills to survive in a world teeming with monstrous creatures, her childhood marked by rigorous training, resourceful hunting, and unyielding discipline. Yet beneath her stoic exterior lies a dangerous secret: her mastery of Bloodcraft, a rare and forbidden magic that allows her to manipulate her own blood as a weapon. The church views her power as heresy, branding those like her as abominations. Their relentless hunt for Bloodcraft users has forced Eska and Oblea to live a life of quiet exile, far from the safety of the towering walls that protect humanity. But the wilds are unforgiving, and no amount of isolation can keep Eska hidden forever. As whispers of her existence reach dangerous ears, Eska's carefully constructed world begins to unravel and her survival skills are put to the ultimate test.

caught my father sleeping with the maid just immediately my mum passed away

One of the vessel of a deities, unfortunately, gets lost and finds himself in room 0012373 and has to participate in gods game as a god candidate

A world full of humanoid animals called Anisarians divided into 12 different habitat nations. Petty squabbles and past rivalries have erupted into all out World War between the nations, forcing all caught in the crossfire to choose a side. In the chaos are five interconnected stories of heroes and villains, mighty rulers, and humble refugees just trying to make it through the turbulent times they now find themselves unable to escape from. Only the strongest shall rule in an age of betrayal, conquest, and atrocities. But in a world turned monstrous. Some will not give in to what instinct demand's them to be in order to survive. Only time and blood will tell who will stand victorious, or rule over nothing but an empire of the fallen. Note: Some chapters may be unfinished. Still a work in progress as I figure out storylines, structure and motivations. Faction Guide: Allied powers: Ocean Monarchy, Forest Federation, Desert Republic, Northern Coalition. Axis powers: South Pole Empire, Deep Sea Confederation, Savannah Sovereignty, Swampland Horde. Neutral/Territory: Volcanic Isles, Jungle Nation, Tropical Tribesmen, Nocturnal Nomads. Mercenary factions: Army Ant Raiders. Fire Ant's. Visual Reference For look and Art style of each faction: https://www.pinterest.com/freedomforclone/_saved/ Character/allegiance/title/species Guide: OCEAN MONARCHY: Shena Veso. Lieutenant. Hybrid Shark. Fereen Vosento. Corporal. Flying Fish. Whelios Whelorum. Retired. Octopus. Dregadon Veso. Deceased. Great White. Nora Veso. Widow. Great White Neso: Private/gunner. Tiger Vesa: Private/medic. Queen angel fish. Kiros: Sgt. Sea turtle. Argus. Admiral. Sailfish. Koa. Prime Minister. Sea otter. SOUTH POLE EMPIRE: Veadora. Empress. Albatross. Ryana. Princess. Albatross. Aravos. Exiled Prince/Warden. Albatross. Garotan. Varangian Guard. Polar Bear. Nea. Servant. White Seal. JUNGLE NATION: Naru. Hunter. Orb Weaver Spider. Esiva. Seamstress. Orb Weaver Spider Nadia. Archer. Orb Weaver Spider. Naya. Weaver. Orb Weaver Spider. SAVANNA SOVEREIGNTY: Ryo Sen Serasi: Janissary. King Cobra. Chai'ra. Janissary Apprentice. Cheetah. Kenno. Commander. Crocodile. Darg. Sgt. Warthog. NORTHERN COALITION: Boreca. Queen. Snow Leopard. FACTION FLAGS/SYMBOLS South Pole Empire: White winged Diamond, light blue background. Ocean Monarchy: Three golden Scallop Shells. Sea blue background. Savanna Sovereignty: Golden scarab in center of golden sun, black background. Volcano Islanders: Five different flame's one atop the other representing four different clans. Red, orange, black, blue and white. Yellow background. Tropical tribesmen: Pink waterlily amidst light green background. Nocturnal Nomads: White crescent moon, white star at center. Black background. North Pole Coalition: White Snowflake amidst grey background. Forest Federation: Five light brown interwoven branches representing five different federation states united as one. Forest Green Background. Swampland Horde: Ring of tan teeth, representing ancestors of death to honor in life. Murky green background. Deep Sea Confederation. Conjoined purple lightning bolt striking downward like jellyfish tendrils. Solid black background to represent darkness of the depths. Jungle Nation: Light Green Hexagonal jade ore stone. Dark green background. Desert Republic: ? Garotan the great army of the fist. Iron grey fist set between black and dark green background. Kashan the outlaw prince army of the claw. Blood red claw marks amid bright green background. Army Ant Raiders: White Ant skull amid blood red tattered flag.

King Dimitri III, driven by paranoia and desperation, declared a massacre on the Ember clan because their ability to conjure Phantoms threatened his reign and influence as the monarchical ruler of Eldrador. Regardless of the Embers’ duty to only serve and protect, the righteous king Dimitri feared their rebellion and, thus, ordered their slaughter. Aaron Ember, a humble cobbler living on the outskirts of North Eldrador’s Capital, went into hiding with his family after the king's declaration. Alas! They were caught trying to run away. Aaron's Phantom conjuring ability was no match for the lightsword of the Voldarian soldiers. He and his family were mercilessly murdered. Aaron awakened with a powerful revenge system…. [Ding!! Vessel Reawakening, System binding complete!] [Vessel has gained the status: Rookie] [Congrats! You have been awarded the Requiem: A Retribution System] With the new system to guide his revenge, Aaron swore to annihilate the entire Royal bloodline and the Voldar clan. But what happens when his hunger for power subdues his thirst for revenge? All hail the Phantom Omega!! A.N. •Would upload two chapters daily •My novel features a dual-paced narrative. •Be sure to drop reviews, chapter comments, and gifts く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡

Bastion. That is the name of the first interplanetary exploration vessel of its line, and the first to confront the challenges our solar system and beyond will throw at us. ----------------------- Follow the story of the crew of the Bastion: Arkady, Hinato, Oliver, and the countless drones they have onboard their vessel as they explore the planets of the solar system, construct the first planetary outposts, and prepare Humanity to enter the next great stage. Space.

Lin An's life underwent a drastic change. The basketball under his bed had turned into a bleeding head, which would hop next to his pillow and hum softly by his ear at midnight. The subway racing into the station had become a gigantic lizard, opening its gaping maw, waiting for him to line up and feed it. The world was not as simple as he had imagined. Behind the bustle of the city, the Witch Hunter Knights roamed in search of evil wizards to slay. The ordinary worker, Lin An, inadvertently became a member of the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order, shouldering the glorious mission to protect humanity. He must be careful, careful, and then even more careful. Careful not to reveal his true identity as a wizard. … "Why Hunt a Cowardly Innocent Wizard?!"

Nahya is an ordinary introverted young adult. One day, she found out that her body was slowly deteriorating from a chronic illness. Wishing to at least enjoy her last remaining time. She met a young lad who came out from a beautiful antique watch that she picked from the last out-of-town trip she had. Fancied by its appearance she kept it as a souvenir. The old watch turns out to be a vessel to an unusual being! What is he? What's gonna happen to her? Updates every Monday and Friday... See ya!

I will try and upload 2 chapters every Friday : )

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Is the Royal poisonous mushroom all right? The prodigal son of the Royal family, once a beloved Prince of Kingdom Lechen, had to put down the crown in exchange for being the principle figure of an unparalleled scandal. The Royal mushroom, Björn Denyster. As a property to the Hardy family, she was scammed and destroyed, and thrown to be sold into the marriage market. She was Erna Hardy. – Today, when she was going to be sold as a wife to either a drunkard or an irredeemable garbage, the problematic prince, Björn Denyster appears to be the savior. You’re just a token, Miss Erna. Don’t try to consume the poisonous mushroom. Or you’ll die.

September 17th… 2015,after a devasting attack in the city of Tokyo Young Ashiguro Kumazaki finds himself on the ground on his finale breath.out of the rubble came the ESSENCE of RAGE one of the many 11 Essences…powerful lifeforms that take on vessels to carry their duties.as it linked with Ashiguro reviving him it made him the strongest man on the planet and…the Galaxies protector…

The Godness of Dreams hasn‘t slept for a few millenniums. Will she be able to furfill her most desired wish. Which is simple to be able to sleep to her own conditions.