Tattoo Trunks

Under One Sky Rain Fell for Him, Fire Burned for Her --- *Setting: Elite college in South Korea — Arkan University — known for its secrecy, power, and privilege. The place where talents bloom, hearts break, and secrets destroy lives. --- Main Male Lead Name: Rivan Seo Age: 21 (Second-Year) Personality: Rude. Rich. Raw. He’s tall, sharp-jawed, with a lean muscular build. A beast in sports, genius in music, unmatched in looks. He’s known as “The Untouchable.” Popular, cold, multi-talented—but dangerous if crossed. Background: Only heir to the Seo Corporation empire. Hides a dark past no one dares speak of. Appearance: Piercing black eyes, tattoos down his left arm, always in designer fits. Hair slightly messy but intentional. POV Sample: > "People call it attitude. I call it survival. I didn’t grow up to be loved. I grew up to be feared." --- Transfer Male Lead (Hidden Genius) Name: Arian Mehta Age: 20 (New Transfer) Personality: Quiet. Gentle smile. Mysterious. Friendly but deeply private. From a middle-class background. He hides his intelligence behind a calm face. Background: Raised by a single mother, he came here on full scholarship. But no one knows he’s ranked top in international coding Olympiads. Appearance: Milky fair skin, always in minimal, clean clothes. Slight build, innocent features, rarely online. Eyes that read people. POV Sample: > "I’ve mastered the art of fading in the background. But that doesn’t mean I’m weak. I’m just choosing when to burn." --- Female Lead (GL Tie-In) Name: Hana Lee Age: 20 Personality: Bold, sharp-tongued, secretly vulnerable. She was Rivan’s childhood friend turned enemy. Appearance: Long dark hair, fierce eyeliner, always dressed in black. Her eyes seem to hide heartbreak. POV Sample: > "They say girls like me are dangerous. But the real danger is when I stop caring." --- Rivan's Gang (The “Aces”) Kai – Blonde, impulsive, boxer, hides bruises with pride. Minjoon – Hacker, sarcastic, loves chaos. Taeyang – Deep-thinker, poetic, smoker, plays cello at midnight. Yuri (GL character) – Soft but deadly. Her eyes never lie, but her lips do. --- Love Triangle Becomes Multi-Angle: Rivan falls for Arian, but denies it—until obsession consumes him. Hana still has feelings for Rivan, but starts getting drawn to Yuri. Arian is pulled into both—caught in the storm of Rivan’s fire and Hana’s mystery. thank you and I hope you like it

Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. Born of a Respectable Made Man, a child who frightened a few but was cherished by all. Her world was destroyed the day her father was assassinated and her family left for dead. Eighteen and jaded now, Kyoline makes friends with bartending shifts, gun-running, and caring for the siblings nobody else will. Love is not on the agenda—survival is. But there's Tenz Jersey, her mafia beau, all tattoos and broken vows, who kisses like sin and lies like the bible. He gives her protection, passion, and anarchy in equal measure. She tells herself he's enough, that he's the only one capable of making the threat feel like home. Until Isaac. Cold. Deadly. Unapologetically deadly. He grabs her and stuffs her into a black SUV, and claims to be a cop, and whisks her off into a game of questioning, control, and cannoli. Only Isaac's not NYPD—he's the mafia's best hitman. And he's staring at her way too hard. He notices what others do not—her quick wit, her raw edges, the fire she keeps hidden under her golden dresses and guarded smiles. He is not trying to save her. He wishes to see how far she will go to save herself. Now Kyoline is caught between two men who both report to the same violent underworld—and both want her for different reasons. One wants to cage her up. The other wants to burn her alive. But the mafia doesn't believe in love. The mafia believes in loyalty. And Kyoline's loyalty might cost her everything—her heart, her freedom, and maybe even her life. In a world where love is poison and trust is a weapon, one girl must decide if she's a pawn in their game… or the queen who burns their kingdom to ashes.

You only wanted to see it... So, you did the unthinkable—used a mysterious stone to change yourself into a FREAKING HOT PRETTY BOY. Now stuck in a boy’s body, you sneak into an exclusive VIP mafia-son-only event. But when a priceless watch goes missing, you’re the prime suspect. Dragged into a dark room, a gun to your head, you come face-to-face with a dangerous, tattooed mafia heir—cocky, cruel, and annoyingly hot. He looks into your panicked eyes… and smirks. > “Your eyes are too pretty to kill.” His voice is low and dangerous—like he’s already peeling your clothes off with his gaze. *** He’s arrogant, but your eyes make him horny—though he’d never admit it. Will he ever find out you actually belong to the enemy clan? A very forbidden enemy clan. Even as he’s fallen way too deep?

Abandoned by his friends and sold to slavers half-human busboy Niko must pick up the pieces and endure. As he prepares himself to hunt down his friends and the masked slaver that captured him. With nothing but a tattoo to go off of Niko must uncover the mystery of the slavers and fight back. No matter what.

Pain. That's all I could process at first. Not the "stubbed my toe" kind of pain, but the "someone used my body as a punching bag" variety. Every nerve screamed in protest as consciousness dragged me back from wherever I'd been floating. 'Where the hell am I?' My eyes wouldn't open properly. Everything felt wrong - the air smelled different, tasted metallic on my tongue. The surface beneath me wasn't a hospital bed. Too hard. Too rough. "He's waking up." A woman's voice, soft but strange. Accented in a way I couldn't place. "Finally. Three days is a long time, even for sky-people." Another voice, older, male. 'Sky-people?' I forced my eyes open and immediately wished I hadn't. The woman leaning over me had gray skin. Not sick-gray, but actually gray, like stone. Glowing white tattoos traced patterns across her face and arms, pulsing gently with her heartbeat.

She woke up with no name, no memories—only 108 tattoos etched across her skin, each one pulsing with secrets she doesn’t understand. Every mark is a clue. Every line, a lie. Hunted by shadowy organizations and haunted by flashes of a life she doesn’t remember, she’s forced to trust a man whose name was written on the back of a photo: Agent Marlow. But even he doesn’t know the full truth—because she might not be human at all. Who created her? Why was she erased? And what happens when every tattoo unlocks a new power… or a buried sin? In a world where reality is paper-thin and identities can be rewritten, she must fight to uncover the chilling answer to the question that terrifies her most: If she was never real… then what is she now? ⸻ Volume 2: The Fracture Astra Vale survived recursion. She survived Zero. But now reality itself is breaking—and each fracture shows her a version of life she could have lived… or never escaped. Memories are overlapping. Faces are returning twisted. Entire timelines are being collapsed and erased—by a failsafe protocol that calls itself “The Fracture.” Astra is the only one who remembers the original world. And the only one who can decide which version of truth survives. But with every step forward, another version of her awakens. And one of them? Might not want to give this reality back.

"I was never meant to be here." In a world where Gifts determine status and power, Saul Mayne stands at the top — a sword-wielding prodigy blessed by fate. Louis Hall follows closely, heir to a billion-credit empire with talent and pride to match. Then there's Paul Wayne — a nobody. No background. No family. No rank. Just a strange tattoo on his hand and a broken system that shows a question mark where his identity should be. He shouldn't even be at Diamond Academy, the elite combat school where future heroes are forged. But the invitation came. The uniform fit. The door opened. Now trapped in a sence that isn’t his, Paul must navigate ruthless guilds, overwhelming talents, and an academy designed to chew up the weak. But there's something wrong with this world. And Paul Wayne might be the glitch that changes everything. --- An academy setting. A mysterious system. A forgotten extra with no place in the script. The truth behind his existence… starts now. ---

They call him Ghost. A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles. To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake. To his enemies, he’s a death sentence. To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family. But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke. After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order: "That was your last mission." Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him. But war forged more than his body and name. Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret. One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms. He’s not just a weapon. He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood. A man of many names, and many shadows. Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes. And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.

Jack Wilson wasn’t planning to doom the city. He just wanted to make rent and maybe buy a better hoodie. Then he opened a cursed file labeled “DO NOT OPEN (Lethality Rating: 9/10)”—because what’s life without a little fun? One explosion, a glowing hand tattoo, and a ramen-scented dumpster dive later, Jack is now the host of something ancient, powerful, and probably homicidal. Now everyone wants him dead: secret guilds, rogue mages, even a talking pigeon with a grudge. Too bad Jack’s having the time of his life. Armed with sarcasm, unstable spirit energy, and zero impulse control, Jack is about to turn the magical underworld upside down.

“I will give you a slow, painful death,” I spat, my voice cold and final. “You'll regret this, Aria Vetro,” he growled. But I felt no regret. He had murdered my mother. Now, I was just returning the favor. I tortured him without mercy. I had spent years hunting the man with the red owl tattoo and I finally had him. Or so I thought. The real killer wore the same mark but he wasn’t the man I’d captured. He was someone close to me. “I made you, Aria. And I can destroy you,” he hissed, his grip around my throat growing stronger. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t breathe. I was dying until a gunshot shattered the moment. My prisoner, my enemy had saved me but not out of kindness. “Now,” he said, eyes dark with rage, “I’m going to make you mine.” And nothing terrified me more.

They say she’s a monster. A myth. A demon wrapped in human skin. They call her the Witch in the Woods. They should have called her a warning. Hazel-Anne Davis was raised in the Devil's Playground for the end of the world—part human, part demon, full survivalist, and absolutely done with it all. When she wakes up in the dying body of a child in a foreign world, she doesn’t cry or panic. She builds. She kills. She survives. The mountains become her home, and she becomes the nightmare whispered about in drunken taverns and frightened war councils. No army ever returns. No trespasser lives. Until she met them. Dragged from her mountain, drugged and bound in a trunk like some barbaric trophy, Hazel-Anne is forced into the glittering prison of the royal court—a place where daggers hide behind fans, poison is poured in porcelain cups, and obedience is expected from women who should know their place. Hazel does not know her place. And if she does, she refuses to stay in it. Five powerful men—each dangerous in their own right—are about to learn that the “witch” they stole is no savage. She’s smarter than they are. Deadlier than their worst enemies. And she’s done playing by anyone else’s rules. Now all of them—the scarred warrior prince, the genius Crown Prince, the demon-eyed general, the assassin in the shadows, and the merchant wrapped in silk and lies—will have to decide: Will they try to control her? Or will they kneel before the storm they’ve unleashed? Either way, at the end of the day, the Witch will have her revenge.

Purity a low ranking, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

It seemed like an easy mission for The Cathal Brother. Find the traitor that betrayed their family and operation. Take the infamous hacker Christopher Young as well and take him under their employment, however, when raiding the mansion they did not expect to find that Christopher Young is nothing that they thought he was. Christopher Young is a curvaceous young woman with piercings tattoos and dreads. Can these four brothers handle the chaos that comes with this princess?

"She woke up with a burning wolf mark on her skin -- and no memory of who she truly is ." Prizey's life was normal.... until it wasn't. A glowing tattoo, a mysterious boy with ocean-blue eyes , and dreams that feel like memories pull her into a world that shouldn't exist... A realm of cursed wolves , broken moons , and seven powerful or dangerous creatures tied to her fate... As darkness spreads and souls vanish , one truth begins to haunt her : She's not just human . And love..? it may not save her --it may destroy her . Because a werewolf is madly fall in love with her........ SRF: Wolfkissed Soul is a dark fantasy romance about fate , forbidden power , and a love stronger than death itself..

He’s the Alpha of nightmares—tattooed, ruthless, and bound by blood to a throne soaked in secrets. She’s the silver-haired mystery who shouldn’t exist... And the only woman his wolf has ever craved. Kael Nightborne doesn’t believe in fate. Not when it threatens to unravel the kingdom he built with blood and bone. But the moment Seraphina steps into his territory—haunted eyes, untamed magic, lips that dare to defy him—he knows two things: She’s forbidden. And she’s his. Seraphina has always felt like something inside her is... wrong. Too wild. Too dark. Too hungry. When she enters the realm of the wolves, she expects answers—not a possessive Alpha with silver eyes and a voice that makes her body burn. But Kael isn’t just dangerous. He’s obsessed. And when an ancient war resurfaces, enemies close in, and her true bloodline is exposed, Seraphina will have to choose between running from the beast who wants to own her... Or surrendering to the fire only he can ignite. Dark. Addictive. Sinfully steamy. Welcome to the kingdom where the Alpha always claims what’s his—no matter the cost.

For thirty-year-old gamer Chris Day, the apocalypse isn’t zombies or aliens—it’s a dead internet connection. When a storm knocks out his internet, Chris finds a strange, armored cable in his yard and attempts to “hack” the junction box. He thinks he’s just rerouting a signal. He’s wrong. He accidentally hotwires the primary trunk line for Reality, which, to prevent a catastrophic failure, offloads its core processes and control interface directly to him. Now Chris has an System account for the universe, and the universe is about to get a very strange patch.

After five long years abroad, Ray returned by the request of his dying father. But he didn't expect returning home would this be...so secretive and mysterious. He stepped inside his old home, and he was greeted by four tattooed, undeniably gorgeous, but mysterious women. Who are these women? And what's their intentions toward Ray?

For 10 years, camp pinebrook had been closed. People say the forest claimed too many kids. But this summer, the camp is reopening for a 'healing and restoration' program for teens who've experienced trauma... something about bonding with nature and reconnecting with joy. 17- years old Caleb doesn't want to reconnect with anything. His twin sister went missing at that same camp (although it beared a different name at that time) years ago. His parents made up this story that she was burnt in the forest fire alongside others who attemded that camp, they buried 'her belongings' since they couldn't find her dead body. Now, Caleb is back. To crack the case and find out the truth behind the missing kids from 2015 alongside his sister. Camp pinebrook- This camp looks normal in the day with normal camping activities going on. But at night... the woods whispera chant- campers sleepwalk into the forest and forget they ever left. Also, strange wooden effigies appear near tents. And worst of it all? Caleb starts seeing his sister! Alive! Smiling! Calling him into the woods. Except, something is wrong with her, she is not quite how he remembered her to be. He tries to tell 'someone' that he found his dead sister alive but no one believes him. The only person who believes him is a girl, Zari, whose cousin also vanished the same summer his sister did. They both work hand-in-hand to uncover the mystery that occured in 2015. As they uncover the camp's disturbing past, they find out jornals from former campers, warnings carved into tree trunks and a map to a place called 'The Red Clearing' Whatever lives in the forest doesn't kill, It keeps! And the more time he spends with Zari, the more he realises: They're next!

Logan Hayes is trouble himself. The kind of guy your parents warn you about. Tattoos decorating his skin. He walks like he owns the whole world. The entire campus was wrapped around his fingers. Harper Reed hated trouble. As the dean's perfect daughter, she had to live a perfect life and get perfect grades. Until a viral scandal ruins Harper's spotless reputation, and she has no other option but to make a deal with the devil himself—Logan. She has to fake date him to restore her image. But he only agrees because she claims she knows what no one else should. Things get more complicated when , Damian , Logan's long-lost cousin, returns to take him back home. Damian is no different from Logan — tattoos on his skin and that same dangerous energy Logan held. Harper Reed now finds herself stucked in the midst of two devils, chaos and full-blown drama.

Kashton Berry never believed the world when they called his father insane. Everyone, including his own mother, mocked Dr. Alan Berry's claims that merpeople were real. But Kash always knew his father had been chasing something bigger than myth. Determined to uncover the truth, Kash travels to the isolated island where his father spent his final years, only to discover a hidden underground lab, a 12-foot glass tank, and a trunk filled with notes on a species humanity refused to acknowledge. But nothing prepares him for what he finds next. A living, breathing merman, nothing like the creatures Kash had imagined. Not a monster. Not a myth. Something far more human, far more dangerous... and far more impossible to resist. As mystery unravels and undeniable tension simmers between captive and captor, Kash must face the truth: Some legends aren't meant to be studied. Some are meant to fall for. Get ready to dive deep into a world of dangerous secrets, unique mating rituals, and a merman with a unique c**k. A fantasy alien romance that will sweep you off your feet and leave you gasping for more.

In a realm where gods do not simply rule they brand the path to power is carved into flesh. Every noble child receives their divine tattoo at age seven: a sacred bond to a patron god, proof of lineage, and a lifelong oath. But when Lyric, heir to House Velastra, receives her mark, a second one blooms across her skin—unbidden, unrecorded, and unholy. It whispers not with divine radiance, but with memory. Forgotten memory. Forbidden memory. Exiled from her bloodline and cast into a fractured sanctuary, Lyric begins to uncover the buried history of a god long erased: Orryn, the Keeper of Memory and Silent Rebellion. As ancient wars are reignited and divine truths rot from within, she must choose—become the weapon her family fears, or the spark that severs a world from its parasitic gods. But the realm itself is not a passive stage. It watches. It remembers. And it is no longer content to observe.

Duke is forced by tradition to adventure out to the depths of the Underworld and make it out alive. Adapting to his newly found magical powers and making friends on the way, will he survive and make it make to Elizabeth? or will he stay in the caves to grow stronger

**No mark. No power. No chance—until something ancient chooses her.** A century ago, the gates split the sky and monsters poured through. The gods stayed silent. So humanity turned to ink. Living tattoos — bound to skin, fed by soul — became our only defense. They marked the strong, chose the worthy, and shaped a new world where ink is everything. To be Inkbound is to survive. Without a mark, you’re already dead. Naelii has no tattoo. The scan confirmed it: no power, no future. Her family disowned her. Society left her to rot. Desperate to live, she lies her way into a low-tier raid, hoping for enough credits to eat. But inside the gate, something ancient responds. Not beast. Not ink. Not even god. It’s older. It’s watching. And it remembers her. Naelii wasn’t born Inkbound. But fate left her a different kind of mark — one no scan can detect, one no ink could contain. And now, it wants out.

"In every age of darkness, when fear grips hearts and hope begins to fade, one warrior rises—not for glory, not for praise, but to crush the storm before it swallows the world. He doesn’t run from the fire. He becomes it." _________ "There's a 15-year-old boy named Edlin who finds himself lying on the ground, injured, but when he gets up, he can't remember anything except his name EDLIN.He's wearing torn pants, carrying a sword and a knife, and has a strange tattoo mark on his stomach. And to top it all, someone has stabbed him from behind with a knife". "And now, Edlin embarks on a journey to discover who he is, who stabbed him, and why. But his quest is soon interrupted by a ferocious pack of wolves. Weary and wounded, Edlin must summon all his strength to survive this deadly encounter. Will he be able to protect himself and unravel the mysteries of his past? Read on to find out..." Edlin ( The conqueror )

He had already chosen where and when. The Overlook Bridge, on the anniversary of his brother's death—the perfect place to follow him, to sever a life that had become gray and soundless. Ethan, whose soul had long turned to ash along with his silenced music, was ready to take the final step. But she knocked him off his path—with a single defiant phrase, thrown at the edge of the abyss. Skye, a punk rock vocalist with a tattoo of a shattered piano on her wrist, was his mirror image. Where he hid his pain in apathy and silence, she forged hers into an armor of cynicism and screams. Seeing a familiar void in his eyes, she didn't save him—she simply stood beside him, offering not hope, but a strange, twisted kind of complicity. And so, their dance began. Two souls—broken, yet stubbornly alive. They don't know how to be happy, but they are desperately learning how to be real. Their encounters are awkward conversations in a smoke-filled café, accidental collisions in an old record store, silent walks through the sleeping city. He is afraid of her noise, her fury, her life. She is afraid of his silence, his vulnerability, his ability to see straight through her armor. This is not a story about a perfect love that heals all wounds. It is a story about two people who slowly, painfully, step by step, pull each other out of the deafening silence where one is usually left alone. It is a tale of how, from the ashes of old traumas and the dissonance of two shattered souls, a single, imperfect, yet achingly honest melody can be born. A song that becomes their only way of saying, "I see you. And I'm staying."

Eden Blake had one plan for her eighteenth birthday: to finally confess her love to Liam, the golden boy who never saw her as more than his best friend’s innocent little sister. Dressed in soft pink silk and trembling with hope, Eden was ready to give him everything—including her untouched heart and body. But when Liam ignores her at her own party, it’s not him who finds her broken and alone—it’s Hunter Cross, the cold, dominant captain of the university hockey team, and her brother’s sworn rival. Tall, tattooed, and dripping with danger, Hunter makes Eden an indecent proposal: thirty days of private, hands-on lessons in seduction. She’ll become the woman who can make any man beg—but she’ll learn it all on him. Every kiss, every touch, every forbidden act… Hunter gets first. As Eden trains to win Liam, something darker and deeper ignites between her and Hunter. What started as a cruel deal slowly unravels into obsession, jealousy, and raw emotional intimacy. Eden begins to crave Hunter in ways she doesn’t understand, and when he touches her, nothing else matters—not even the boy she once loved. But can a heart that was meant for someone else survive the fire of falling for the wrong man? A Deal with the Hockey Captain is a slow-burn, erotic romance filled with forbidden chemistry, emotional tension, and a dangerous game of seduction where the teacher might lose control—and the student might lose her heart.

In 2022, humanity developed an AI justice system to eradicate world crime. It did not fail. It adapted. Worldwide criminals were sentenced to something far worse than death: banishment to a world alien a world governed by anarchy, governed by force, and watched by something far beyond human understanding. Soren Arata, an unknown boy with no name but "Zero," opens his eyes in this brutal world with only a nickname, a strange tattoo on his palm, and the weight of a punishment he has no clue about. No memory. No friends. No choice. This is not a video game. There are no respawns. And the goal is not to escape to live is.

First of all,I am a huge fan of Dragon Ball since childhood. RIP Akira Toriyam❤️ But I am tired of waiting for Goten and Trunks to grow up. Like bro,I have grown up to be an exult and those two are stuck as kids:) My fav characters are future Trunks and future Gohan.Since childhood,Gohan has a special place in my heart.But he became almost powerless later in super... I know that he got his limelight in 'Dragon Ball Super:Super Hero' movie.But 'Dragon Ball Daima' ignored Gohan,like he never existed. So,I am here to write and spread my work. Dive in and read the prologue.It will make you understand better;)❤️

After waking up in a burned-down asylum with no memory, a young man finds his face bandaged, his name erased, and his arms tattooed with coordinates that lead to dead bodies. Everyone he meets insists he’s someone else—someone dangerous. As he follows the trail of blood and clues across forgotten villages, desolate roads, and ruined archives, visions of his past collide with supernatural forces bent on dragging him back to a place he cannot remember—but deeply fears. Each chapter peels back another truth. And when the final mask breaks… He'll have to ask not "What happened to me?" But: “What did I do?”

The world had already ended once. Its death wasn’t marked by fire or flood, but by silence—the silence of gods who no longer answered, of rituals long forgotten, and of humanity's slow drift from the spiritual truth that once bound all things. In that twilight, a shaman reached the edge of life and death, offering his soul in a final, desperate rite. He expected oblivion. Instead, he opened his eyes to the past. Reborn with all the knowledge of his former life, the shaman returns to a time before everything collapsed—before the spirits withdrew, before the sacred paths were defiled, before he himself was broken. But this time, he has no illusions. He does not seek fame, vengeance, or companionship. His only desire is transcendence—to climb beyond the limits of life and spirit, and to become one with the divine itself. The path he walks is not one of swords, systems, or schools. It is not a road blessed by the heavens. It is older, more primal—a forgotten trail carved in blood, bone, and breath. Shamanism is a pact with things the world pretends not to see. The rites he performs are not flashy; they are precise, disturbing, and irreversible. He calls spirits into fetishes made of teeth. He binds vengeful ghosts into tattoos that whisper in the night. He burns pieces of his soul for glimpses into the veil. He wields no blade, yet death walks with him. His power is not given—it is taken, through sacrifice, through pain, and through terrifying understanding of how the world truly works. People call him mad. Some call him a prophet. But no one understands him. He speaks in riddles, walks with ancient things, and watches the world as if he’s already beyond it. He is cold, but not cruel. Detached, but not aimless. Every action, every word, every silence serves a ritual purpose: the next step toward his goal. But as his power grows, so too does the weight of his existence. The rituals he weaves change more than just himself—they fracture the world around him. Those who cross paths with the shaman are never the same. Some are blessed. Most are cursed. A few understand. All are affected. This is not a story of becoming a hero. This is not the tale of a man fighting fate. This is a slow, meditative descent or ascent into something far beyond mortality. The shaman does not seek to win. He seeks to transcend. ------------------- A/N:- 3 Chapters/Day Thank You For Reading My Novel Guy's! Make Sure To Drop Some PS and GTs....It Helps A Lot. Extra Chapters Will Be Added For PS,GTs and Gifts.