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Wanderer's Tale

The Expanse, a being as old as time itself, roamed the vast universe. It's gaze pierced through the vast universe it has roamed ever since its birth. It continued it's journey until it noticed something that caught its attention. It's gaze now landed upon a specific world, one that was of larger size than those around it. . . . The kind looking boy was seen staring reverently at one of his family's old portraits that hung upon their walls. His eyes shined with luster. An oath was sworn that day, never to be broken. Ad Aeternae Virtutis. To Eternal Valor. The girl looked at the broken sword in her hand. She shook her head and closed her eyes, meditating. The sound of swords clashing reverberated across the fields soon after. The aspiring tinkerer winced as his invention got destroyed before his eyes. All that time spent toiling away, yet it was for naught. But he must prove them all wrong, he'll show them all what he can do, so that they won't dare to look at him with those eyes ever again. The pompous elf princess watched in awe as the moon shined and brought light to the quiet palace, the young servant stood close beside her, smiling. The unspoken promise was made, with the night sky as its witness. The boy with rat ears wook up in the woods. Realizing he had been abandoned, he cried. A voice called out to him for aid. The young ratkin wandered in search of the voice, seeking company. The demon watched on in despair at the massacre before him. He wondered if his kind would ever be free from this neverending cycle. Will the blood they shed ever wash away their past sins? The bored spirit can be found drifting along in the Forest of Tears. The spirit wandered in search of something interesting. It must first seek out a way to satiate its hunger before it may find its eternal rest. An angel can be seen washed ashore in a faraway island, unconscious. But what caught the being's eyes more was... . . . An unnamed boy could be seen roaming the streets of one of the many cities of Zwelbanneir. He would be the start of this grand journey, and the link between the stories that will unfold. He knows not much of the world around him, but soon he will be forced to understand and learn. He shall be the fated Lodestar. He is the one and only wielder of the 'Fool' Card, that which marks a new beginning not only for him, but for the world as well.
CertifiedBaboon · 2.4K Views

OP Absorption

Later that day, Fin was out on his usual scrap run. The safe zone’s edge was a mess of twisted metal and broken concrete, leftovers from when the first Gates opened. He lugged a heavy bag over his shoulder, his boots crunching on gravel. The air smelled like rust and something faintly sour—probably a dead rat or worse. “Yo, Fin! Hurry it up!” his boss, Greg, yelled from the truck parked a hundred yards away. Greg was a squat, sweaty guy who acted like he was king of the scrap heap. “We ain’t got all day!” “Yeah, yeah,” Fin muttered under his breath. He bent down to grab a jagged piece of rebar, his fingers brushing the cold metal. His power kicked in—useless as ever. He could feel every nick and dent in the steel, like it was whispering its boring life story to him. 'Wow, so thrilling,' he thought sarcastically. That’s when he heard it—a low, guttural growl. He froze. His head snapped up, eyes darting around. The safe zone wasn’t *supposed* to have monsters. That’s why it was called safe. But the sound came again, closer this time, from behind a pile of rubble. “Greg?” He called, his voice shaky. “You hear that?” No answer. The truck’s engine roared to life—Greg was bailing. “Fin, move your ass!” the man shouted before peeling out, dust kicking up behind him. “Seriously?!” Fin dropped the rebar and bolted. He wasn’t a runner, but fear made his legs move faster than he thought possible. The growling turned into a snarl, and he risked a glance back. Something big and scaly was charging after him—green skin, claws like kitchen knives, and a mouth full of teeth that didn’t fit right. A monster. A freaking monster.
luthizo · 1.6K Views

Worlds Unbound

Humanity has scattered across the stars, held together only by the unstable surges of Ricci Flow drives and the ancient, fragile Silent Network. Interstellar peace is tenuous at best. The Solarian Confederacy clings to order with rigid traditions and the ominous Mindfire Protocols that keep AI in check, while the ambitious Cygnus Combine pushes the limits of technology and commerce, stoking fear and suspicion. Beneath their cold war, something deeper lurks, waiting. That fragile balance shatters when Relay Node 717—an essential communications hub in the contested Fringe Sector 8—suddenly goes dark. Navigation becomes dangerous, messages stop flowing, and the sector descends into chaos. Solarian Command immediately blames Cygnus, and warships begin to mobilize. The galaxy teeters on the brink. Agent Kaelen Riley of the Solarian Bureau of Cognitive Security is sent to confirm the official story. But as she digs deeper, doubt creeps in. The pieces fit too well. The narrative is too clean. Meanwhile, on the lawless Waypoint Station Epsilon, Jax, a Fringe pilot drowning in debt, finds himself trapped—his ship grounded, his options running out. Desperate for a way out, he takes a job that lands him in the crosshairs of something much bigger. At the same time, xeno-archaeologist Dr. Lena Petrova, stationed near the wreckage, picks up strange energy fluctuations—whispers of something alien beneath the chaos. Fate throws them together, each with their own reasons for digging deeper. Riley wants the truth beyond her orders. Jax needs to escape. Petrova is chasing a mystery that defies known science. Aboard Jax’s battered freighter, the Razor’s Edge, they plunge into the heart of Sector 8, dodging debris, hostile patrols, and their own distrust of each other.
sifat47 · 259 Views

Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

[Official Statement on Missing Content] Due to previous technical issues, certain content of this book was unfortunately missing. We are pleased to announce that the content has now been restored. We apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused and invite readers to continue enjoying the novel. ----------------------------- A single beam of light could annihilate the world, a single blade of grass could sever the stars. Shen Qing transmigrated to a magnificent universe where immortals and mortals coexisted, becoming a lowly hunter. With the help of the Water Ink Panel, Shen Qing could endure the refinement of Qi-Blood and cultivate a hundred techniques. A technique, after a thousand hammerings, could border on art, and an art, after a hundred refinings, could border on Dao. From the common Bow Technique of rural hunting, to the Sky-Patrolling Sun Shooting Bow Technique; From the Nine Skills, which nourished and trained Qi and Blood, to the undying Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique; From the outward release of strength in Wind Defying Finger, to the Qi that suppressed mountains and rivers with the Eight Desolate Annihilation Seal; From enduring the refinement of Qi-Blood, he embarked on a difficult path of seeking Dao; to commanding the skies, with the divine might as if overseeing a prison, having mastered the balance of the six realms. It was only when Shen Qing looked back that he realized he had unwittingly become the supreme ruler above ten thousand Daos, an unparalleled True Monarch!
Pigeon Chang · 1.2M Views

Tan silencioso como un ratón

Estoy siendo cazada. Bueno, no exactamente yo. Alguien quiere poner sus manos sobre el genio detrás de Farmacéuticos A.M.K. Solo que no saben que soy yo. He descubierto una forma de negar el olor de cualquiera, cambiaformas o humano. Pensarías que no sería para tanto... los desodorantes prometen lo mismo, pero mi producto no es como esos. Mi producto hace a sus usuarios invisibles para los cambiaformas. No, no así. Pero los cambiaformas necesitan el olor más que casi cualquier otra cosa para identificar y encontrar a una persona. Sin olor, no pueden rastrear a su presa, ni oler a un enemigo acercándose por detrás. Originalmente lo creé para que mi padre adoptivo y yo pudiéramos evitar a la comunidad de cambiaformas. Nadie debía saber sobre ello. Hasta que un pajarito dijo algo que no debía a la persona equivocada. Ahora los humanos me persiguen y los cambiaformas quieren que esté muerta. Pero está bien. Eso no fue lo único que se me ocurrió. Y si soy tan silenciosa como un ratón, nadie me verá venir hasta que sea demasiado tarde. Esta será una novela RH, la FMC no tendrá que elegir. No MM Mira mis otras obras: Renacimiento en el Apocalipsis: A la tercera va la vencida (Libro 1 de la Serie Renacimiento) - Completado Luchar, huir o congelarse: La historia del Sanador (Libro 2 de la Serie Renacimiento) - En curso Naves de Star - Completado Bailando con Monstruos - En curso Parte de Tu Mundo - En curso (Libro 2 de la Serie Naves de Star) Discord: Sakura#6289 Instagram: @devil_besideyou666 ¡Mira mi canal de discord para el primer capítulo! https://discord.com/invite/yYtKzveE6T
Devilbesideyou666 · 87.6K Views

Lucha, Huida o Parálisis: La Historia de la Sanadora

``` —¿Alguna vez te has preguntado cómo sería despertar en un cuerpo que no es el tuyo? ¿Un cuerpo mucho, mucho más joven? —No puedo decir que yo haya pensado mucho en ello. Hasta que una noche, un paciente entró en las urgencias donde yo trabajaba y me disparó a quemarropa en la cabeza. —Sabes, si quería una segunda opinión, sólo tenía que pedirla. Pero eso es aparte del punto... —De alguna manera, terminé despertando en un hospital extraño con una mujer que se parecía sospechosamente a mi madre sujetando mi mano y llorando. Lleno de alegría al verla, me tomó unos minutos darme cuenta de que ya no era el doctor de 25 años, exitoso en uno de los hospitales más prestigiosos del mundo. No, era una niña de 6 años que por un momento... quería a su madre. —Cuando llega el apocalipsis, cada uno tiene que arreglárselas por sí mismo. Tengo tres opciones: ¿lucharé por lo que quiero? ¿Huiré y me esconderé, o me quedaré paralizado cuando los demonios de mi pasado regresen para atormentarme? —Puede que me conozcas como La Sanadora, pero esta es mi historia para contar. ------ —Lucha, Huida o Parálisis es la segunda novela de la serie Renacimiento en el Apocalipsis, esta vez protagonizada por La Sanadora: Wang Tian Mu y sus hombres. —No tendrás que leer la primera para poder entender esta, y no va a permanecer como una niña durante todo el libro. —Li Dai Lu y sus chicos aparecerán de vez en cuando, ¡pero esta es estrictamente la historia de Wang Tian Mu! —¡Espero que la disfrutes! —Otras novelas: —Renacimiento en el Apocalipsis: La Tercera es la Vencida (Completada) —Las Naves de Estrella (Completada) —Bailando con Monstruos (En curso) —Tan Silencioso Como Un Ratón (En curso) —Encuéntrame en Discord: —devilbesideyou666 (@Sakura#6289) ```
Devilbesideyou666 · 59K Views

MUTOSTERONE

In the world of Tanasma, mutants are no longer just an anomaly—they are a crisis. Once seen as the next step in evolution, they are now branded as threats, their very existence feared by humanity. The Mutant Treaty Act, enforced by the Capitol Patrol Guard (CPG), forces mutants into registration, stripping them of their autonomy, suppressing their powers, and marking them as second-class citizens. But as hatred festers, the oppression escalates—slavery, public executions, and brutal exterminations become the norm. Amidst the chaos, three factions emerge: those who resist, fighting for freedom at any cost; those who flee, seeking sanctuary beyond the reach of human rule; and those who surrender, hoping that compliance will earn them mercy. When Professor Aldric Langley—a man of wisdom and ambition—receives King Ivan of Gallanta’s royal decree, he dares to create something radical: Hall of M, a sanctuary where mutants can hone their powers and reclaim their dignity. But the dream of peace is fragile. Extremist groups like Purity Dawn seek to eradicate mutants entirely, while the CPG tightens its grip, branding Hall of M as a breeding ground for rebellion. In the heart of this war-torn world, a young mutant named Seraphina Vale rises. With silver hair and eyes that reflect her tormented past, she becomes the first student of Hall of M, standing at the crossroads of fate. Will she fight for coexistence, or will the endless persecution drive her into the arms of revolution? As the world spirals toward war, the question remains: Can mutants carve a place for themselves in a world that wants them erased? Or will they be forced to embrace their monstrous side to survive? The battle for identity, freedom, and the right to exist begins. MUTOSTERONE—a gripping tale of power, prejudice, and the cost of being different.
Kimaeraman · 4.3K Views
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