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Mors Umber

Four Split Personalities

Battling an unusual form of personality dissociation, Motan admits to feeling the weight of immense pressure bearing down on him. Amidst this turmoil, he finds solace in a virtual escape called "The Realm of Innocence," a game that has become his sanctuary from stress. In the realm where ambiguity reigns, Motan's behavior is unpredictable and impetuous, making him the instigator and mastermind behind myriad events that spiral out of control. Yet, within the sphere of virtue, his resilience and courage shine through, earning him the admiration of many who see him as the epitome of a righteous knight and a fair judge. When dwelling in the balance of absolute neutrality, he adopts a demeanor of modesty and lethargy, mirroring the ordinary essence of every soul. Conversely, in the domain of chaotic evil, he transforms into a figure of madness and cruelty, embodying the very essence of a demon and deceiver, showing kindness only to himself. "Tan Mo is the most extraordinary Bard I have ever encountered, though he is... perplexing, to say the least," comments Countess Leisha, reflecting on his complex nature. "Mor is a man of distinguished integrity! Having met him just once, I am convinced that he is someone one can confidently turn their back to," declares Gwen, the leader of the Rose Rot, acknowledging his noble character. "If you're in search of the ideal neighbor, look no further than Hei Fan," recommends Alchemist Luna, suggesting his suitability for companionship. Yet, amidst these varied testimonies, a warning resonates, "Don't talk about that man!" indicating a mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of his persona that remains unexplored.
Micro-leaf Paulownia · 318.7K Views

The Bigshot's Superstar Wife

Once, she was a lone assassin, a shadow moving through the underbelly of society, feared yet utterly alone. Her life ended on a cold, desolate rooftop, betrayed during a mission that should have been her crowning achievement. But death was not the end. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the body of Athena Demerin, the pampered granddaughter of the Northern Duke in the Asenus Galaxy. Born into privilege, the original Athena was a rising star, determined to carve out a name in the entertainment industry while keeping her noble lineage a secret. Now, with a second chance at life, the assassin-turned-aristocrat is faced with an entirely different battlefield, interstellar fame, and family legacies. But the stakes are higher than ever when she discovers that her new body comes with an unexpected complication. She’s been secretly married to Major General Mors Jericho, a legendary but distant hero with secrets of his own. Thrown into the glittering world of stardom and the cold corridors of military estates, Athena must balance the dreams of the body’s former owner, her duties as a "young madam," and her own assassin instincts. As she navigates these unfamiliar territories, she uncovers hidden truths about her family, the galaxy, and even her enigmatic husband. Can a woman who lived in the shadows find her place under the glaring spotlight of fame? And will she allow herself to open up to the possibility of love in a life she never asked for? With heart-pounding twists, dazzling interstellar settings, and the clash of two wildly different lives, Athena’s journey is one of rediscovery, resilience, and rewriting destiny. Athena: "Major General, do you always lurk in hallways like a ghost?" Mors: "Do you always wander your own house like a lost tourist?" Athena: "I didn’t realize I needed a map for my home. Or are certain areas Mors-Only Zones?" Mors: "Bold. But tell me, is this charm natural, or just for me?" Athena: "Depends. Is your blindness natural, or temporary?" Mors: smirking "Temporary. But even blind, I can tell when someone’s blushing." Athena: huffing "Blushing? You’d need to try harder, Major." Mors: leaning closer "Is that a challenge? Careful, wife... I never lose." Athena: smirking back "Don’t tempt me to prove you wrong." Mors: "Dinner’s in an hour. Let’s see who wins that battle first."
Jiuxianzhi · 31.9K Views

Talent Awakening: The Last Surviving Sorcerer.

"In the land of myth and the time of magic…" "The destiny of a great kingdom rests on the shoulders of a ....." Xaren dodged as a stone whistled past his face before he could finish his playful chants. If he had been a second late, he would have been struck by the stone. "Cut that crap!" Eryndor Darkfire thundered, his expression dreadful and grim, and almost instantaneously, he was laughing hard and chasing his friend, Xaren, around in a police and thief game play. Eryndor Darkfire, the male MC was a still birth. He was already dead by the time he was birthed with his mother losing her life during labour. A dramatic cosmic manifestations happened on the night he was born. His Father, Kael Tan carried Eryndor cold body and dashed into the temple with hopes that his son would be saved. A child marked to be a sorcerer at a time when darkness of the underworld was at its climax, brimming with tenebrous intensity. With the lost heritage of magic and sorcery restored, Eryndor was the last ever bloodline of his father to exist with ability to harness and use magic. At 12, Eryndor fought some bandits who came to kidnap him from his home. And to protect his identity and safety, his Father had to make him run away, far from home before he was discovered. Eryndor faced various forms of diversities, made new friends, and learnt a lot of lessons from his master. Along the line, He found out a very gruesome and harrowing secret about his ancestors, and had to fight the greatest battle of his life - A mortal battle with his demonic sisters. Eryndor has to walk through many deadly adventures, discover secrets, and challenge mighty and ancient beings to be able to stop his demonic sisters. "Astra descendo, tenebrae repello! (Stars descend, darkness repel!) By the celestial fires that burn within, I call upon the ancient powers to begin. Aegis mea, protego totalum! (My shield, I protect all!) Mors demoni, mortem infero! (Death to the demon, death I bring!) Let's walk you through the journey of 'The Last Surviving Sorcerer'.
BLACK_MUSTANG · 5.2K Views

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The Gone

"What is this place? What happened to me?" "You died, and now, you're in The Gone. At least, that's what I've been calling it. From what I can tell," She leans over, retrieving a canvas bag full of papers. As she spreads them on the floor, she continues explaining, "The creatures here are insane. They don’t have the same instincts most animals do, they just want to kill. I don't know if they were created by God, satan, some guy named Dave, or what. I don't even know if I believe in God. But I do know that when you die here, you don't come back. You're the fourth human besides myself I've met in The Gone. This," she pauses, thinking of a correct word, "Place, is endless. Twists and turns and always new areas. I've been all over and yet, no humans besides myself, and now you. What I don't know about it is why you show up all of a sudden. But we probably have no hope of finding out. Our min priority is surviving. It's not safe to be alone here, especially if you don’t know your way around. We need to stick together. Work together. To do that, you're gonna have to trust me. Can you do that, Sunshine?" Then, she was looking up at Ana. Her eyes were the color of dark mahogany, with shines of sienna; along with a mischievous glint seeming to reflect the corners of her mouth, which were fighting a smile. In fact, they were every shade of brown you could imagine. A raw umber and caramel mix, dotted with bits of dark chocolate. They glow with humor and playfulness that gives you shivers and wraps you in a warm embrace all the same. And all Ana wants to do is say yes. But she knows better. "I’m not sure. Should I?" comes out instead. The girl gives her a lopsided grin and slight nod before moving on- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ana is thrown into a sinister new world with creatures unknown to mankind. She needs to learn to scavenge, fight, and survive. With the help of the family she makes along the way, perhaps they have a chance at staying alive. Perhaps, they could escape? Maybe, she'll even find someone who loves her unconditionally along the way. Or, will the chaos of this hellscape tear them apart before they even get a chance? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
PantheonsPavoris · 9.9K Views

Mors Aranea Academy.

The Prestigious, The Elite. The number one academy in the whole world. Mors Aranea Acadamy, otherwise known as M.A.A. Only five hundred students are specifically chosen to attend every year. In all of these five hundred I have been chosen to officially attend as a student at MAA. It’s an unbelievably amazing honour. Except for the fact that I am a mundane with no magical powers whatsoever and I only have the opportunity to attend is because bloody nepotism still exists. I am Cassian Cato. I am a straight descendant of the great Calix Cato. One of the ten most powerful mages of old. He was a powerful mage who built the Cato Dukedom from the ground. He also helped immensely in the “ War Of Death” He helped us win against the greatest of evils and sent them straight back to hell, where they belonged. I have most of his blood in my veins. I should be a powerful mage yet, I’m not. I am weak. I am powerless and I have no display of magic in my blood at all. Those were the words my father constantly told me. Those were the words I believed to be true. My mother, Dorethea Cato believes that I will soon break the supposed seal on me. She says that I am to be one of the most extraordinary mages of my time. Though my father denies it blatantly. I am now in my second year at MAA and I have yet to show any sort of magic. One day after a group of students have finished their daily beating at me, I lay on the cold, hard ground of the yard behind the Academy as it starts to rain heavily. I have given up all hope. Just as I am about to close my eyes forever, I feel an immense pain in my heart. I hear a voice calling to me. It tells me it is not my time to sleep yet and I wake up in my dorm with powers that have suddenly been unleashed. I suppose mother was right…. ______________ Mors Aranea is not what you believe it to be. Neither were the ‘Ten Mages of Old’ said a voice as sweet as honey, yet the words it spoke were filled with malice. _____________ This book will be portrayed in 3rd pov for the majority of the chapters but the synopsis only has a brief pov of Cassians life. Credits: Cover: The Dragons Cathedral by Tsutomu Kitazawa : Reddit. Warning: swearing, Gore, sexual content, sexual mention, bullying, violence, suicide attempt, etc.
Itsurbff_who_reads · 15.1K Views
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