Sand Trout Dune

You have no memories. You don’t know who you are or why you’re here. But none of that matters. You are one of a thousand chosen, thrown into the Pantheon’s Ordeal, a brutal trial created by the gods. The rules are simple: survive, grow stronger, and uncover the truth about yourself. But this trial is not fair. The challenges will break you. The monsters will hunt you. And the people beside you? They are not your allies, they are your competition. Only ten will make it to the end. The rest will be lost forever. But if you survive, the gods will reward you with power beyond imagination. Now, fight. Endure. Remember who you are. Dune wakes up in a strange, empty place with no memory of who he is or how he got there. All he knows is that he needs to survive. As he faces dangerous creatures, humans, and tough trials, Dune starts to uncover fragments of his past. He meets allies and enemies, each revealing new clues about the mysterious world around him. Driven by a need to remember, Dune pushes through impossible, hoping to reclaim his identity and uncover the truth about world he’s trapped in.

【WSA Newbie 2025 Entry】 "Stripped of his power, betrayed by those he trusted, and abandoned by fate itself, the young master of the Celestial Clan faces a choice: cling to the tattered remnants of his righteous path or to embrace the darkness blooming within. When a catastrophic fall strips him of everything, he, along with his fiancée by his side, abandons the righteous path. Witness the birth of an anti-protagonist couple, as they forge contracts with ancient, terrifying beasts and carve a new destiny from the bones of their enemies." In the heart of the Azure Star Continent lies the legendary Celestial Clan, rulers of an unbroken legacy of power, wealth, and influence. At its helm stands Xian Tianyang, a prodigy born with unparalleled talent and destined to inherit the mantle of leadership. Calm, calculating, and relentless, Tianyang has forged a reputation as an unshakable force, a young master whose genius is rivaled only by his ambition. But the path to supremacy is fraught with danger. In a continent where alliances shift like desert sands and rival factions sharpen their blades, Tianyang must navigate a world of intrigue and betrayal. When his childhood fiancée, Lin Yuqing, the “Blooming Empress” of the Eternal Bloom Clan, enters his life, their union threatens to spark both alliances and rivalries that could reshape the continent. With ancient secrets lurking in the shadows, enemies plotting from every corner, and the weight of his family’s legacy on his shoulders, Tianyang must prove that he is more than just a prodigy—he is the heir to the Celestial Throne. Will their fates intertwine as destined rulers, or will the fires of ambition and duty tear them apart? Prepare for a tale of genius, power, and forbidden emotions, where every choice has the power to change the fate of nations. Disclaimer! Please read Auxiliary Volume 0 for important information to better understand the setting, characters, techniques, cultivation realms, bloodlines, beast levels, and contracts.

Mummies, tombs, ghosts, and monsters plunge the weak mortals in horrors; Arms of gods and scythes of the crimson gaze, Shroud the world in untold evils. Sett Ramses was a youth born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Mother an empress, himself the next emperor. But after attempting to gain eternal life through becoming a God, he found himself in another era, having failed so miserably he had to use his last resort. His Axiom Ability! His harem of beauties and family members had also been brought to this new era, scattered across the continent along with him. Where he was no longer the emperor, where he no longer had his mother at the very top to guard him while he grew. Yet, his ambition remained the same! He shall gather his family again, become a God and give eternal life to his loved ones! But as Sett wakes up to his new reality, now a miserable mummy, he stumbles upon a system screen he had gained as a boon due to his own mad ambition. Having failed to become a God after attempting a go at it was not too bad. That had left behind some Divine Side Effects! [Limitless Evolution] [Mummy: Tier 1] [100/1000 Tomb Energy Units] [Axiom Ability Unlocked: Axiom of &%&&&] [Choose a Path: Axiom Holder | Tomb Raider | Crypt Walker] Thus, Sett restarts his journey, striving for power beyond the reach of a mortal. There is no good and evil, only the weak and strong! And he swore to be the strongest this time. Warning— Villainous MC. Not a fake villain but a true one. But he will have sweet spots for people he actually cares about. And there will be a harem with actual fleshed-out characters, people who are worthy of being cared for. Occasional smut as well. And. No NTR. No r*pe. No yuri. What else to expect? A dynamic cast, a force-of-nature of an MC, strong-to-stronger progression, and feisty romance. Deep power systems, mystery, and more—buried under the sand, waiting to be unearthed. Join our Discord as well: https://discord.gg/jegpmuNWpw

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This is my third poetry to BFF, written on February 6th, 2024. You said dolphins clapping sea tide in dream By: Amoureax Amant You said dolphins clapping sea tide in dream, sea tide crashing on shore laid in sunbeam, shore sand kissing ocean waved on island, ocean turning orange orange-stained sand. You came like floating cloud aloft blue sea, watched turtles slept under coconut tree, with melody of birds came with sea tide, with reflection drifting toward shoreside. You went like falling rain aloft heaven, fluttered like morning dew dropped in ocean, vanished like foam of fish fluttered in air, like spray of sea blossomed fairer than fair. Perhaps you were mirage appeared garden, or else you were angel came back heaven.

The waves ripple around me, calling me in a whisper, Into the deepest part of the ocean. As I walk on the soft sand, the water sweeps over my feet, surrounding where I stand, giving me the sweetest sensation. Oh ocean, why do I feel so attracted to you? Why do I feel the tickling of your whispers? As it causes cold shivers down my spine. I could hear your gentle lullaby, It roars like a lion, yet so steady and honest Just like a refined diamond. Oh, sea, why do you call my name in a whisper? Caressing waves upon the shore, Once again you beckon me. Why do you show yourself at my doorstep? Why do I feel your presence everywhere I go? Why do you call me so desperately? I want to know, cause when the sea calls? Who will answer?

A young man was living in the world of Marvel. With every step he took, new friends and enemies emerged. Against a god of war, his sword radiated immense energy, clashing head-on with divine might. As aliens swarmed the skies, invading his city, he raised his hand—spears of light and ice monsters materialized from his magic. When faced with a demonic being, his body was engulfed in a unique flame, and he charged forward with ferocity and power beyond that of mortals. Battling a master of magnetism, an individual capable of bringing about the apocalypse, a certain purple titan, and countless others, he stood his ground, wielding both intelligence and strength. Now, given the opportunity to access a powerful system linked to different worlds, this young man must carve his path in Marvel. Will he survive? Or will his fate be shattered, his existence erased like dust in the sands of time? Note: I)This book is a fanfic focous on Marvel. They not gone folow necessarily the UCM, but it will have influence. II)The protagonist will be OP, but will have growth. III)I dont have the rights to characters or contexts that are not entirely created by me. IG: @great.daoofspace

Jade Rose Huang is a young woman with dreams as bright as her captivating blue eyes. A dedicated medical student with a heart full of love for her family, Jade's life seems perfectly on track. But when a seemingly ordinary trip to Egypt unravels the threads of time, she finds herself entangled in a destiny that defies reason. Shadows of the past whisper her name, and ancient secrets begin to surface—secrets that threaten everything she knows. King Rameses II is the untamed ruler of Egypt, a Pharaoh whose power is matched only by his cruelty. Known as "The Golden Lion," his reign is one of both fear and fascination. His enemies tremble, his people worship him, and his throne is built upon the bones of those who dared to oppose him. Yet beneath the iron mask lies a longing, a haunting love lost to the sands of time. His empire stands eternal, but his soul remains shackled to a prophecy he cannot escape. When the present collides with the past, the universe shatters the boundaries of reality. As Jade is pulled into an ancient world of power and betrayal, the line between history and fate blurs. Is she the key to breaking the Pharaoh’s curse, or will her awakening be the spark that ignites a new era of chaos? Love or destruction—only time will tell.

In a kingdom scorched by the sun and ruled by blood and fear, Nyx was meant to die. The fire should have claimed her, just as it did her family. Instead, she was spared—only to be caged in a nightmare far worse than death. Raised as the reluctant ward of a ruthless general, she became his slave, his heir, and ultimately, his executioner. But no one knows the truth. No one suspects the girl with fire in her veins and a bow on her back. They only see the obedient knight. Then she meets him. Emris is a phantom in the desert, a ghost that whispers of rebellion. He walks like a prince but wears the skin of a traitor. The leader of a fractured resistance, he is a man of quiet cruelty and unspoken burdens, wielding blood as both a weapon and a curse. He leads the rebels seeking to overthrow the ruthless king. A warrior with the power to command blood, he is a ghost of the past—one he does not remember. Mysterious, calculating, and feared, he fights for freedom, unaware that his lineage ties him to the throne he despises. When their paths collide, they are enemies, destined to destroy each other. But destiny does not care for their hatred. It does not care that they stand on opposite sides of a war that will drown the sands in red. The past is clawing its way back to life, and soon, the truth will rise with it. The lost prince. The fireborn knight. The king who kills with death itself. Who will burn and bleed in a game where power is survival and love is the cruelest weapon?

Reincarnated As A Hydra (Book 1 Chapters [1] - [80]) The only thing the mage remembers is his death. He sees echoes of a war long lost and a fallen city vanished in the sands of time. He died but now he breathes again? He finds himself in a new form and given a new name and someone to protect. The mage turned hydra is bonded to the girl he now calls master. Bjorn lost his old life and when Freja’s life is threatened he will do everything in his power to protect her and maybe find his memories along the way. "The Chronicles of a Scalebound Sage: Reincarnated as a Hydra" follows Bjorn as he protects Freja, his new master. She is scorned, beaten and disowned from her family for being a failure in the arcane arts. The two must lean on each other for strength to survive in a world of monsters and magic. This is a LitRPG adventure where every victory is a hard fought and death is quick to claim those that lack resolve. Interlude Chapters Additional interludes will explore other surprises, delving into different facets of the world and its inhabitants. Wandmaker (Book 2 Ongoing) An ancient power stirs, sensing the impending return of the True Immortals. As the signs of untold destruction echo across the world, the urgent need for a new Wandmaker arises. They will be a beacon of hope in the turbulent time ahead. The veil between realms grows thin, and beings from beyond begin to awaken, their eyes fixed on the Lower Planes. Tanisha, Bjorn and Joha finally leave the Yuhia behind to travel to more peaceful lands. Their journey leads them to the floating human nation of the Force Isles. Along the way, they encounter fellow travelers and seize opportunities to trade their wares. However, the path to the Force Isles is fraught with peril. The once-safe passage has been corrupted by chaotic magic, transforming a routine voyage into a treacherous expedition. Read ahead at patreon! https://www.patreon.com/ChildofAidon **Moving forward, the new release schedule will be on Sundays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays at 4 PM Eastern Standard Time (USA, GMT-5)** We now have a Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/childofaidon Or you can Join us on Discord at https://discord.gg/T2TXBdxqFb

Zareth Valgarde was more than a warlord—he was a force of conquest, an emperor who bent the world to his will. Kings knelt before him, nations crumbled at his feet, and even the gods themselves dared not speak against his rule. Until the day his most trusted allies betrayed him. Slain in the heart of his burning empire, Zareth was cast into oblivion, his name erased from history. His death was meant to be absolute, his legend buried beneath the sands of time. But fate—or something far older and darker—had other plans. Centuries later, he awakens in a world that has forgotten him. His empire is dust, his enemies’ bloodlines still thrive, and a false king sits upon a stolen throne. But the warlord does not return as a mere man—he is something more now. Something far more dangerous. The world believes its greatest nightmare is long dead. It is wrong. With nothing but his rage, his wits, and the power that now coils beneath his skin, Zareth will carve his way through this new age. He will make the world remember his name. And those who betrayed him? They will beg for the mercy he was never given. The Tyrant’s Resurgence is a dark fantasy filled with brutal battles, empire-shattering revenge, and an unstoppable antihero rising from the ashes of history. If you enjoy ruthless protagonists, fast-paced action, and the weight of destiny colliding with raw ambition, then prepare for war. Because the Tyrant has returned.

In a world where cultivators can destroy the heavens and mortals are as numerous as grains of sand, Lin Huang is reborn for the third time. Haunted by the memories of his previous deaths, he awakens three mysterious systems that guide him in conflicting directions. [Host, you have not yet accepted the disciple with the supreme physique.] [Host, you have not yet tamed the celestial dragon with the primordial bloodline.] [Host, you have not yet seized the opportunity to attain the dao.] While others fight for a single chance at greatness, Lin Huang faces the challenge of balancing the countless opportunities that lie before him. But is he truly in control of his destiny, or is he merely a pawn in a much larger game? But as Lin Huang wields his own power and defies the rules of cultivation, powerful entities begin to sense a shift in the balance of the world. Will he be the savior or the ruin of all?

In the depths of the Abyss, where the screams of the damned wove a twisted symphony, a lone figure knelt in the black sand. His silver chains gleamed under the pale light of a shattered moon. His name was Kael Draven, once a noble warrior of the Radiant Order, now a forsaken exile, branded as a traitor, and cursed by the gods themselves. Betrayed by those he had sworn to protect, Kael had been thrown into the Abyss as a sacrifice, left to perish among the demons. Yet, he had survived. The abyss had not broken him; it had reforged him. And now, he would return—not as a hero, but as something far worse.

Forbidden Skill: Yellow Sand Dune ___ A carefree boy, chilling on his stone bed while enjoying his fruit juice mixed with crushed candy ruby, suddenly experienced the horror of his life as he watched the invasion of their clan, got enslaved, transformed into Metallic Hound and forced to serve for 21 years in perpetual agony. He suddenly woke up and found that it was a nightmare dream he had just lived. However, before he rejoiced, he came to understand that not everything was as it seemed.

To the quiet despairs, the forgotten corners, the shadows that whisper secrets in the dead of night. To the nameless anxieties that burrow deep within the human heart, gnawing at the edges of sanity. This book is dedicated to the muted background hum of existence, the slow, insidious erosion of hope, and the persistent vibration of unease that resonates in the spaces between the stars. To the forgotten gods, the careless creators, and the indifferent universe that watches our struggles with cold, cosmic detachment. This is for the crumbling alleyways, the faded murals, and the abandoned buildings that echo with the silent stories of forgotten lives, lives as fleeting and fragile as the whispers carried on the wind. To those who wander the desolate landscapes of their own minds, grappling with existential questions that yield no easy answers. To those who find solace in the bleak pronouncements of nihilism and absurdism, who embrace the brutal honesty of the darkness, and who find a strange kind of peace in the face of utter meaninglessness. This book is for you. For those who carry the weight of unspoken burdens, the invisible wounds of loneliness, the ghosts of past disappointments that linger like shadows in the periphery of vision. For those who seek a connection, a purpose, a reason to rise each morning despite the gnawing emptiness that threatens to consume them. This is also a dedication to the unsettling silence of empty streets, the flickering streetlights that cast long, distorted shadows, the dissonant sounds that emanate from the unseen corners of reality. It's for the creeping sensation of being watched, of an unseen presence lurking just beyond the reach of perception. For those who feel the subtle distortions in the fabric of reality, the subtle anomalies that hint at something far stranger, far more terrifying, than the mundane reality they inhabit. To the city itself, a cold, uncaring beast, yet also a testament to human ambition and resilience, a canvas on which our hopes and dreams are painted, only to be washed away by the relentless tide of time. To the ordinary lives lived amidst the extraordinary, to the single grains of sand lost in the vast, unforgiving machine of existence. This is for the cosmic horror that seeps into the cracks of our everyday world, and the subtle echoes of the Genesis Event that resonate in the quietest moments. And finally, to the uncaring vastness of the cosmos, to the indifferent gods who created a universe both beautiful and terrifying, this is for the ultimate struggle between order and chaos, between light and darkness, and the journey of a single, insignificant man caught in the middle of it all..

The light of the fireplace cast long shadows on the wall, the fire reflected in the eyes of the woman sitting on the couch with a blanket over her shoulders. She had a bittersweet smile on her face as her mind traveled to the past days, nights long passed, nights she shared with her family when she was a kid. Memories she hoped to bring alive if possible. First story: a story adaptation of a popular folklore in Nigeria; The Princess and the half man; She had sworn on her mother's grave never to be blinded by emotions. But It'd seem she took after her mom in that aspect after all. Throwing all caution to the wind just for a man. She had thought she was different from the rest, leave it to reality to smack her back to her senses. Her feelings for her dad was complicated, she could say she hated him, but that was not quite true, no matter what, he was still her father. The one who pampers and gives in to her every whim. She knew it was partly guilt and the fact she was his only daughter out of a battalion of boys that contributed to his attitude towards her. But so what, she didn't care much for affection, all she had cared for was getting what she wanted, and that had been true about her, until now. Authors note: As a kid my dad will always sit us down at night, outside, in the darkness and tell us the most delightful stories of kingdoms long passed, Princesses and princes, magical creatures, much to the delight of us kids. But there's not much of that nowadays. So I want to share these delightful stories with everyone and I hope by doing this, these stories will not get lost in the sands of time. Thank you, have a nice read.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING - Swearing and sexual scenes are apart of this novel!!!] Al'Hazier was never as obedient as his older brothers had been. He got himself in trouble often, and did things he was explicitly told not to do - like drink things from the forbidden cabinet in the cellar looking to get a little drunk. He had no idea he had taken a precious, forbidden potion that his father had actually been saving for himself at the right moment. When the king discovered his youngest son had taken the very nectar he coveted - he was so furious that he did the unthinkable: He cut up Al'Hazier's body with a silver knife, and divided up his body parts around their country. For his head, though - King Varkys made sure that it was preserved in a crystal-lined silver box. A head that would never die. A head that lived in dark silence. A head in a sense - literally buried in the sand. That was over 300 years ago. Going mad, and certain he would be surrounded in darkness forever until the earth finally exploded and disintegrated his corpse - Al'Hazier wasn't expecting to see the sunny seaside again, nor did he expect a group of beautiful women to be the first thing he had seen in decades. After discovering his brother is up to no good, and how terrible the world has become, Azier finds his heart soften for his female companions, and hardened against Azrael, who has taken control over literally everything. Once he finally reveals his secrets to the six sexy saviors, they help him grow his abilities as well as his knowledge for the new world...but it comes at a price. Find out what happens when one war front becomes two as Azier not only takes on the tyranny of his brother - but his actual self as well when things end up not even close to what he expected. *Volume One Completed!!!* **Updated Daily** 50 Power stones = one extra chapter for that week. 1 Golden Ticket = two extra chapters that week. Gifts = four extra chapters for that week.

Dynasties rise and dynasties fall, like the tide washing the sand. On one side, he suffers from intrigue and hides his great ambition; on the other, the mysterious girl hides her anger behind her gentle smile. Who toppled the country, establishing their dynasty? Who built the Yellow Springs and set it over Imperial Power, inciting strife and conquering the earth? Who exchanged gazes at the Nine Palaces to the sound of halberd and blood, watching the falling flowers of Acacia? Who drank the poisoned wine and smiled, trading it for a cinnabar dot to the chest? Tribulation and strife has destroyed past prosperity; he would not retreat, and she has not finished singing. .... Is she disturbing the earth world, or is the world disturbing her? This is a seemingly simple story about an era of recovering the old country and the fight for the throne, and the men and women on both sides. To conquer or resist; To push away or fight for chance. To provoke or to still; To love, or to refuse love.

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In the boundless depths of the unknown, where history is but a whisper and fate merely a game, stands a bridge shrouded in mystery—its purpose long forgotten. The Ling Clan once ruled with wisdom and power, yet their greatest secret remains buried beneath the sands of time: the Fourth Ascending Bridge. None who have walked upon it have ever returned to tell their tale. Some say it leads to enlightenment, others—to madness. When an unremarkable wanderer, stripped of his past and bound by destiny, awakens in the heart of a ruined temple, he finds himself ensnared in an ancient scheme. A mysterious system latches onto his soul, whispering of power, vengeance, and paths best left untrodden. He is not the first to bear this burden—nor will he be the last. As time weaves its intricate patterns, new figures will rise, each following their own path in a world that never stands still. Secrets deeper than the abyss begin to unravel, and forces beyond human comprehension stir in the darkness. The Bridge calls to them all. Some will ascend. Some will break. And some… will become something else entirely. When the Ascending Bridge stands before you… will you dare to take the first step? --- P.s The Novel has already a 21 chapters, and it will get insanely better! Just wait until, i'm upload all of them. The novel contains several main characters, and as the chapters develop, the plot will focus on some of the main characters. and about novel right now: the plot is moving fast, and it looking very bad, but just wait until you will get to just chapter 8. Because, in this chapter the real fun begins !

In the Ashen Reach, a cursed wasteland of black dunes and ember-storms, Torv “Ash” Kren runs alone, hauling glowing ember-shards in a battered sled. Once a raider, he quit when his crew torched innocence—now he trades magic fuel for water, machete chipped, coat patched, one job from death. An ember-storm cracks his sled—shards spill—when Lysa “Ember” Vey stumbles from the haze, half-dead, clutching a red-hot Core Ember worth a fortune or a grave. Lysa’s an ash-witch—bends shards into fire-blades, hunted by warlord Krax for a 10,000-shard bounty. She offers Torv 2,000 to run her to the Free Drift, rebel camp past the Dune Wall—or leave him dry in the sand. Torv’s gut says ditch her—warlord’s hounds close—but her ember buys time, and his Ash Runner Sense wakes: kills earn miles, power grows. They trek—raiders bleed, storms burn—Torv’s machete sings (+500 miles, Dune Dash), Lysa’s fire cuts deep. Krax’s dogs tear closer—ember-teeth glint—when the Core cracks, whispering: “Free me, claim all.” Truth hits: Lysa’s bounty’s fake—Krax wants the Core that cursed the Reach. Torv’s past crew died for it—he’s bound to the ash. Miles climb (Ash Veil, 1,000)—lungs scar, Lysa’s shard burns her grip. At the Dune Wall, Krax looms—Torv carves, Lysa flares—Core shatters, Reach shakes. Warlord falls—shards rain—but Torv’s ash-coated, Lysa’s bleeding. A new ember glows west—next run calls. Grind, fire, survival—will Torv and Lysa outrun the curse, or burn in it?

In a world consumed by ruin, where remnants of the old world lie buried beneath the sands, a lone samurai named Kenshi wanders the wasteland in search of *Edo’s Light*—a fabled safe haven said to hold the last remnants of peace and truth. Alongside him is Aiko, a sharp-witted survivor with secrets of her own, whose guidance proves invaluable in navigating the dangers of this dying land. Their journey is fraught with peril—ruthless warlords, ancient mysteries, and a world that seems determined to keep its last secrets buried. But as they draw closer to Edo’s Light, Kenshi begins to question not only the world around him but himself. What is the truth behind this sanctuary? And will reaching it bring salvation… or something far worse? With each battle, every hard-won step forward, Kenshi and Aiko carve their own path through the wasteland. But some truths are not meant to be uncovered, and some destinations may not be what they seem.

#R18, #HAREM, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED The impact rattled my bones, a chaotic jumble of noise and twisted metal. When my eyes fluttered open, the salt-laced air and the endless stretch of sand told a grim story – stranded. A beautiful, almost ethereal woman stood nearby, her gaze distant, and two flight attendants, their uniforms torn and stained, huddled together, their faces etched with fear. We were alive, but that was just the beginning. We weren't just fighting for survival; we were trying to piece together the shattered remnants of what had happened, and understand how we'd ended up here, on this forgotten place.

In the prestigious Institute of All Stars Universal, nestled in the glittering heart of Australia, power isn't just taught—it's inherited, fought for, and sometimes stolen. Behind its imposing gates, a story of love, betrayal, vengeance, and earth-shattering secrets is about to unfold. Iris Smith appears to be just another privileged 18-year-old heiress—the beloved daughter of Australia's financial titans, Mr. and Mrs. Smith. But beneath her sweet demeanor and shy smiles lies an extraordinary truth: since age 14, she's been secretly outmaneuvering even her parents in the business world, wielding powers that would make their empire look like a mere stepping stone. It's a talent she's kept hidden from everyone, including those closest to her heart. When betrayal strikes from the two people she trusted most—her boyfriend Brenton and best friend Naima—Iris's world shatters. The devastating blow transforms her from a quiet powerhouse into someone even she doesn't recognize. Just as she builds her walls higher, fate throws her into the orbit of Aiden Mayers—the notorious campus playboy, son of a prominent politician, and the face of Agatha Modelling Institute. He's everything she's trying to avoid: charming, dangerous, and impossible to ignore. Within the Institute's divided departments, where alliances shift like sand and power plays unfold daily, Iris faces a choice that could reshape not just her future, but the entire hierarchy of their world. Will she risk opening her wounded heart to the one person who could either heal or destroy it completely? Or will she channel her pain into becoming the kind of ruler that makes even kings tremble? As love and rivalry collide, one question remains: In a game where talents can topple empires and secrets can kill, who will Iris choose to be—the princess everyone underestimated, or the queen no one saw coming? Prepare to be drawn into a world where power wears a designer label, love comes with a price tag, and revenge is served at a temperature that burns everything in its path. Welcome to the Institute of All Stars Universal, where nothing is quite what it seems, and everyone has something to hide.

In collapsing spacetime, {Linhe}—a woman with cybernetic prosthetics—trades quantum-state memories through a convenience store vending machine, desperate to reclaim her mother’s final moments. {Mingjing}, a memory recovery agent, exposes the "immortality protocol" as a cruel experiment: Linhe’s transactions funnel pain into the Stardust Sea to sustain her mother’s fading consciousness. Plunging into memory vortices, they discover their symbiotic origin—split from the same primal code. Behind the Bronze Door lies the truth: Mother transformed herself into stardust, while her daughter became a vessel for cultivating sorrow. Shattering the trade system, they release memories back to the Stardust Sea. Sand grains morph into dandelion seeds sprouting translucent shoots in asphalt cracks, as stardust dew on the store’s glass whispers forever: "The sand knows all answers."

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Unutulmuş Kehanet ve Geleceğin Mirası – Kılıçlar, Kanatlar ve Taçlar Serisi #1 Ejderhaların sadakatle krallarına hizmet ettiği çağlar sona ereli çok oldu. Artık göklerde özgürce uçanların yerini, ihanetin gölgesinde gizlenen düşmanlar aldı. Aveline Dravenhearth, soyunun kaderini sırtında taşıyan genç bir savaşçı. 13 yaşında ona verilen hançer, yalnızca bir armağan değil—kadim bir sırrın anahtarıydı. Fakat bu miras, sandığından çok daha ağırdı. Kehanetler unutulmuş, düşmanlar ise çoktan uyanmıştı. Nerathor’un buz gibi tahtında oturan Prens Valorian Mindrake, ejderhaların düşmanı olarak yetiştirildi. Ancak bir savaşın ortasında hayatını kurtaran bir gökyüzü ejderhası, inançlarını sarsacak ve onu kaderin acımasız oyununa sürükleyecekti. Bozulmuş ejderhalar, ejderkatilleri ve ölümsüz bir kralın yükselen gölgesi… Aveline, dostluk ve ihanet arasındaki ince çizgide yürürken, ejderhaların ve insanlığın kaderini değiştirebilecek tek kişi olabileceğini keşfedecek. Ama bir kehanet unutulmuşsa, kader gerçekten değiştirilebilir mi? Ejderhaların küllerinden doğan bir kraliçenin destanı burada başlıyor.

First of all, welcome. This is a Novel in which I organize and post multiple ideas so my readers can enjoy it, vote for their favorite, and point out what I did well and what I messed up so I can improve. I used to have another Novel with the same idea but since its old, I just made this one instead so it may reach more people since it's better on the algorythim and all of that. That's why this novel's tags may seem a bit confusing. There isn't much to say about it... The current ideas used were: (Their names aren't set) 1-Ascension of the Card Emperor (Reincarnation/Unordinary Cultivation?) 2-Master of the sands of time (Modern Cultivation/Superpowers) 3-Bridgmaker (Transmigration/System/Fantasy) 4-HP: The Dimensional Turner (Fanfic) 5-Why should I increase my Stats again? (Modern Cultivation/Low Wuxia?/Martial Arts) 6-Auto Hunter (Modern Superpowers/Tradicional Hunter & Rifts) 7-The Hidden Face of the Usurper (Fantasy/Monster Command) 8-Dual Class Mutant (Modern/Unordinary Cultivation?/Superpowers) 9-Successor of lost the bloodlines (Fantasy/Magic/Plotting/Demon Mc) 10-Dragonball fic (Self explanatory) - ... See you soon!

Before there was light there were the Nightmares, and before that, there were the things that feasted upon the nightmares, the dark. Those that were born from the Darkness, at the birth of the First light of the Cosmic Sands that helped the worlds take shape. When the very first of the soul-possessing creatures, the lightborne witnessed the darkness, they sought to destroy it, fearing that would consume all things in its Voidfull Sea, but in their folly, their hubris had undone a fundamental aspect of the cosmos. Without the threat of the darkness to stave off the nightmares, all the worlds within each stellar grain became the prey they could hunt without limit. Grain by grain, world by world was lost, consumed by the nightmares, expanding the reach of the Voidfull Sea. But their hunger would not go unchecked, as the lightborne that remained, sought to correct the faults of their ancestors. Using the antithesis of the nightmare's might, they empowered a chosen few with their dreams, and with that, they forced the nightmares back into the Voidfull Sea. Using their light, they shielded the Cosmic Sands, from the reach of the abyssal waters. But where there is light, darkness will be born to soon consume it, and for some, the light isn't strong enough to keep the nightmares away. These grains, these unguarded worlds, without their light, their now, dustborne find those with that can once again wield the might of their dreams. For someone must, they must bear our dreams with the strength to achieve them. They may never have wanted a part in this ageless war, but they have now been entrusted with our hopes, the very last of our Dreams.

The Realm of Aldoriel, a world in which the creator is a mystery. Were the deities tried to control humanity due to an incident of the past. Were humanity exceeded their limits, breaking the control. Where people could choose chains or freedom. In short, it's a place where a lot is possible. Especially when one becomes a forger or a breaker, people that can grow their power until they become existences that are a step away from divinity, Cosmic Beings. Now, within the world of kingdoms born either from the lineage of those that chose to be bound to the deities for power or those that didn't, choosing to simply tread the path of free forgers and the thread-breakers. Was Dhulir, born in a small tribe where their best warrior was a forger in the beginnings of the second stage, the inevitable happen, the tribe was eliminated turned into slaves or corpses. Now, enslaved to a powerful empire that had existed for millenniums, handed the short side of the stick. Will he continue the legacy of human ancestry, defying all the odds to become something great or being lost in the sands of time like the majority of everyone else?