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Glade Festive Fireside Glow

Crimson & Light

In a world where magic thrives and shadows linger, Changra Leville is a boy haunted by a fractured past. One moment, he’s navigating the mundane struggles of high school; the next, he’s thrust into a realm teetering on the edge of ruin. Armed with a mysterious crimson dagger that feeds on his emotions, Changra must confront a destiny he never asked for—one that could bring salvation or destruction. As whispers of forgotten gods and ancient prophecies surface, Changra discovers that the greatest battles are not always fought with steel, but within the heart. Will he rise to the challenge or be consumed by the darkness he fears most? Changra blinked as a small, green, fox-like creature with caterpillar legs padded toward him, its glowing tongue flicking the air. “What... even are you?” Changra asked, leaning back cautiously as it let out a melodic chirp. The creature tilted its head and chirped again, louder this time. It darted forward, brushing against his leg. “Okay, no. Boundaries! Haven’t you ever heard of personal space?” Changra yelped, stumbling back and nearly tripping over a glowing mushroom. The creature trilled happily, circling him with what seemed like the world's most confident caterpillar swagger. Changra sighed, rubbing his temples. Great. I’ve been here for less than a day, and I’m already the unofficial babysitter for alien fox bugs. Author's Note: Hi! This is going to be my first ever WebNovel. I'll take any suggestions, and eventually, I'll create a discord that everyone can chat up in and give ideas as the story goes on. This is a work of fiction that draws upon the idea of transportation into another world. This is a completely original story, with completely original characters. Chapters Released Every Other Day! (At the moment)
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Incarnation of Lord Vishnu

At the foot of Mount Mandala, where the morning mist dances with the whisper of the wind, the village of Tirta Suci stands in sacred silence. The clear river sparkles like glass, reflecting the shadows of the mountains, while the dense forest surrounding it whispers ancient tales of the gods. In this place, time feels like it slows down, as if the earth itself has stopped breathing, waiting for something great to happen. Arya, a simple young man with eyes as sharp as stars, seemed lost in his dreams. Every night he was haunted by visions: a burning battlefield, a golden chakra spinning in his hand, and a grand voice whispering, "Arise, O protector of the world." However, when he woke up, only silence answered. On the back of his hand, a chakra-shaped birthmark glowed faintly, as if it were a reminder of an unavoidable destiny. On the other hand, Laksmi, the village chief's daughter, looked at Arya with eyes that radiated more than just admiration. There was a conviction within her that the seemingly fragile young man harbored a strength capable of shaking the world. He knew that Arya's destiny was greater than what met the eye. With her gentle smile, Laksmi often said, "You were not born to hide, Arya. The world needs you." However, the peace of Tirta Suci Village did not last long. The blue sky turned gray as a dark shadow emerged from the forest. The Raksaka forces, with glowing red eyes and blood-soaked tridents, stormed the village mercilessly. The ground trembled, trees fell, and the screams of the villagers shattered the silence. Amidst the chaos, Arya stood, his body trembling, but in his eyes shone something different a spark of courage he had never realized before. As he raised his hand, the chakra mark on his back emitted a blinding light. In an instant, a golden beam shot forth, destroying the shadow army in front of him. Everyone fell silent, including Arya himself. He stared at his hand, which was now glowing, as if a great power was flowing through his veins. Laksmi whispered, almost inaudible amidst the roar: "You are the incarnation of Lord Vishnu." Amidst the blackened ashes and the gloomy sky, Arya knew his life would never be the same again.
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