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Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa.

In the age of interstellar exploration, three hundred years ago, Mage explorers from the yellow river planet took their first step towards outer space. It was a joyous event for every mage on that planet, yet unfortunately, space is dominated by other races. The Peak level Mage from the Yellow River Planet was the weakest power in existence among other outer space races. It's a cruel reality for everyone. From then on, every mage from the Yellow River Planet began to increase their power level by consuming outer space resources. Then they constantly researched, upgraded the power level system and tried to pave the way for the next generation of space explorers. Now, our MC Vincent Carey's ambition is to be the next generation of space explorers. How is he going to increase his strength and compete among other races to get resources? How is the unknown little yellow river planet going to be known and feared by others? --- To find out further, read my new novel and support it with the power stones and golden tickets. Current Plan- 7Chaps/ Week. Target- 50 Golden Tickets/ Week - 14Chaps/Week ... Disclaimer: Fantasy and Fictional Story. Society is similar to Modern-day Earth.

The Titans, nearly divine creatures born alongside the most ancient of deities. The dragons, formidable predators at the pinnacle of countless worlds' food chains. Mureya, inheritor of the Titan and Golden Dragon lineage, sits upon the Throne. The red dragons, blue dragons, green dragons... green bronze dragons, red copper dragons, yellow bronze dragons... amethyst dragons, crystal dragons, jade dragons, numerous giant dragons prostrate beneath the throne. Cloud Giants, Mist Giants, Stone Giants, Frost Giants... Storm Giants, Mountain Giants, Tidal Giants... countless Giants kneel before the Throne. The power of the ruler is not merely for slaughter and conquest! PS: One of the protagonist's parents is a Lawful Good Golden Dragon, the other a Lawful Neutral Titan. Thus, the protagonist will be an entity that abhors all forms of evil and despises any semblance of chaos. PS: Inevitably, there are some dark aspects within this book. If you find them distasteful, esteemed readers, please refrain from hastily writing a review.

Being re-birthed as a cell, Han Dong utilized the power of the Prison code and came into a parallel world where the Ancient Ones have awakened. A steam powered civilization, horrifying subspaces, the Ancient King of the Eternal Night and strange monsters lurking outside the city. The door of Destiny has been opened - Crusaders, Library, Control, Machinery and Mysticism would become the new growth system for human development. The hymn of Humanity is the song of courage! The brave and dauntless Knights Regiments, riding into the world ruled by the Ancient King to seize back the freedom that belongs to mankind.

The world of Tokyo \ China has begin, as the Yellow belts im.launching an attack on all of Tokyo china

Kazel was a powerful tyrant and a warrior in his world before he was reincarnated as a sickly boy in another world where one could cultivate with their souls.

Did you know Deathstalker ? It's a yellow scorpion that is considered to be one of the most deadly species. What if the Deathstalker is a human ? Scott Bennet one day woke up with nothing left in his brain, except for self defense and the art of.. killing people. Forced by situation, he finally decided to become an assassin. More than four years later, after gor into an accident that nearly kill him, something's wrong with him. His brain works faster and he is healed faster, too. Beside that new capability, he also finally found out about his past. Unfortunately, his past is not a good news for him. And worse, his past is demanding to be back as his present. Can he avoid his past and lives his new life ? This is not a reincarnate novel, or Therianthrophy (myth of human shapeshifting into animal). This novel is merely a story about a guy who lost all his past memories and while finding out who he really is, he realizes that the best job he can do is killing people.

The apocalypse is here, and it’s so overdone. Monsters? Check. Burning sky? Check. Random system that gives you powers but also wants your firstborn? Double check. In the middle of this mess are two guys who couldn’t be more mismatched if they tried: The Fool: A guy who’s spent his life perfecting the art of doing nothing. His resume includes “professional procrastinator”, “class clown”, “expert nap taker”, etc... Now he’s got to survive an apocalypse that didn’t even give him a heads-up. How rude. The Regressor: A guy who’s lived through the end of the world more times than he can count. Literally. Because he forgot. Now he’s just a brooding mess with a leather jacket and zero useful advice. When the fool realizes his classmate is a regressor, he’s like, “Great. I’m stuck with the guy who’s seen it all but remembers none of it. This’ll go well.” Yet, they will still group up and face trials that test their sanity more than their skills. But as the so-called End demands more blood and the regressor’s memories start to resurface, they realize the real apocalypse might be their inability to agree on where to hide. Fool: "Let’s hide in the basement!" Regressor: "Basements are death traps. We should go to the roof." Fool: "Roofs are for dramatic exits. I’m not dying for aesthetics!" Anyway, can a lazy dreamer and an amnesiac hero save the world? Probably not. But hey, at least they’ll have a good story to tell—if they survive. ________ __ Please note that this story is a work of fiction and a product of the author's imagination. It contains scenes of violence, death, and may not be suitable for all readers. It is intended for mature audiences only.

The way of heaven is impermanent and ruthless. It embraces everything and is free from it. There is no good or evil, no right or wrong, no gratitude or resentment, no joy or sorrow. The way of immortals is the way, the way of demons is the way, the way of monsters is the way, and the way of Buddha is the way. Lying high on the nine-layer cloud, I have realized the truth of the way on the futon. Beyond the dark yellow of heaven and earth, I shall be the master of the religion. Pangu gave birth to Taiji, and the two yin and yang and four images follow. One way passed on to three friends, and the two religions were divided into Chan and Jie. The leaders of the Xuanmen, one breath transformed into the Three Pure Ones

Kellen Woods grew up never knowing a normal world. By the time he could walk, his mother and father had already sealed several serious gates that threatened the safety of his hometown. By the time his sister was born, they were famous worldwide. So the world held their breath for when Kellen and his sister came of age, waiting to see what kind of power they would awaken. His sister was just like his mom, same power, same class, while Kellen, woke up one day to find out what it meant to be special in a family the world watched. But in the worst way. Awakening weaker then your powerful parents wasn’t unheard of, but when your younger sister awakened at the same class as your parent, anyone would feel inferior. And Kellen, never one to ask for hand outs, left the comfort and safety of his hometown to become better than the weak brat everyone thought he was. Kellen went to the front lines, to where the gates normally broke out. From there, Kellen worked hard, and then worked some more until no one could doubt that he was good at his job. He got so good that even with his lower class, people would still hire him to help. But Kellen never took it to heart. He had learned a valuable lesson on the front lines. Classification only meant shit if you walked back out of the gate. Otherwise, shut your mouth and listen to those with more experience. They determined who made it out alive or not. But Kellen was tired now. He had gotten everything out of his system, and the fast paced life on the front lines didn’t suit him anymore. Now, he wanted to go home, buy a house, maybe find a nice man to settle down with, and live a normal life. All the while, the yellow eyes he’d met on the front lines haunted him, no matter how much he tried to forget about them. Especially since the Esper they were attached to refused to let him go.

“Rate that one,” Ethan whispered, sidling up to me as I tried to swallow my frustration. He gestured toward another girl walking by with her father—a tall man with a belly that strained his too-small suit jacket. “Girl’s a solid six,” Ethan murmured, barely holding back his grin. “Dad? Three. No, wait. Two-point-five. Those shoes are a crime.” “Piss off,” I hissed, though the corner of my mouth twitched. Teely joined him, holding two champagne flutes, one of which she offered to me. “You look like you need it.” “Gee, thanks,” I muttered, downing the drink in one go. It didn’t help. Teely laughed softly. “Relax, Luca. You’ll survive this. Probably.” “Only because I haven’t strangled anyone yet,” I shot back, earning another chuckle from Ethan. “Seriously, though,” Ethan said, dropping his voice. “You’ve gotta pick someone, or your dad’s gonna lose his mind. And let’s be honest, the guy doesn’t have much sanity left to lose.” I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. “I’m not picking anyone. None of these people matter.” “Your funeral,” Ethan said with a shrug, though there was a flicker of understanding in his eyes. He knew. He always knew. The night dragged on, every interaction blurring into the next. Girls smiled politely, their fathers talked about alliances, and I nodded through all of it like I wasn’t seconds away from bolting out the door. Then it hit me. A scent. Faint, but unmistakable. It was like rain on warm soil, mixed with something sweet and soft—something her. My chest tightened, my wolf snapping to attention like someone had just poured gasoline on a fire. I froze, the world around me dimming as I tried to track it. My head snapped to the left, then to the right. Where? Where was it coming from? “Luca?” Ethan’s voice sounded far away, like it was coming from underwater. There. My eyes locked on the grand staircase at the far end of the hall. A girl was descending, her dress shimmering in the light like it was made of emeralds. Her movements were slow, almost deliberate, and I couldn’t see her face yet. But I didn’t need to. My heart hammered in my chest, each beat louder than the last. She was holding the arm of a man—tall, broad-shouldered, and irritatingly familiar. But I couldn’t focus on him. Not when she finally turned her head, her face coming into view. Quinn. My legs nearly gave out. My breath caught, my wolf howling inside me. It was her. After everything, she was here. And she wasn’t alone. ******************************************************************* Seventeen-year-old Quinn Wayne moves with her family from bustling New York City to a secluded, mist-shrouded town in Alaska, where her parents have purchased a dilapidated inn. Surrounded by dense forests and towering mountains, the picturesque town promises a fresh start—but Quinn quickly realizes it holds secrets far darker than she could have ever imagined. In this epic journey of love, sacrifice, and self-discovery, Quinn must rise as the Lunar Guardian, embracing her newfound powers and her identity as Luca’s mate. The path ahead is uncertain, filled with loss, triumph, and transformation. But one thing is clear: the choices Quinn makes will forever alter the balance between humans and werewolves—and determine whether love can conquer even the darkest of curses.

Other yellow books are hated and called vulgar, but my little yellow book is kind and unique in the whole wide world! [Yellow Book- Slang for a pornographic book]

Teenage earth dweller Lu Qingfeng died in a car accident and traversed to a world of cultivation. He acquired the Login Ring of "Primitive", a massive immersive online game developed by the Earth Federation two thousand years later, and travelled across primordial worlds.

In the gritty slums, 17-year-old Jamie struggles with the harsh realities of life as a homeless orphan. When he crosses paths with Dekam, a washed-up boxing champion, Jamie reluctantly agrees to train, seeing it as a way to make easy money. As Jamie navigates the world of boxing, he forms a bond with Dekam while grappling with his past and the temptations of street life. Alongside his new friends—Jackie, Koko, and other local kids—Jamie finds himself drawn into petty crimes to survive. But when their antics lead to an unexpected encounter with corrupt cops, Jamie discovers the power of fighting not just for survival, but for respect and a shot at a better future. Will Jamie embrace his potential as a boxer? Join Jamie on his journey of self-discovery, loyalty, and the quest for redemption in a world where every punch counts. In Jamie: Road to Glory

As soon as Luo Yan graduated, he immediately got an offer from a prestigious gaming company. He thought all his hard work finally paid off. And he would finally reach the pinnacle of life. But then, on his first day of work, a potted plant fell on his head and he died. Surprisingly, when he thought he would cross the Yellow River, he suddenly woke up and found himself in the body of a 17 year old boy. This body had the same name as him but completely different background. Because the original was the second young master of the Luo family - one of the most powerful family in S City. Luo Yan almost cried. God probably took pity on him and decided to give him a loving family with a wealthy background. He didn't have to work hard anymore. Studying like his life depended on it and pretending to be a holy father just to cater to people. So Luo Yan decided to be a salted fish and just shamelessly sell meng. A certain male god who always bought Luo Yan's meng: Yan Yan is so cute! Why is Yan Yan so cute?? Cold faced on the outside, a cinnamon roll on the inside Gong X Super beautiful, black-belly Shou.

Under the new red sun, the mutated animals and the mutated people called "fighters" are engaged in a never-ending war for control of the Earth. When three delinquents students are given scholarships to Yellow Sun Academy, the most prestigious fighter academy, it falls to them and their new friends to defend the Earth from the animals. Can the fighter students rise to the occasion and saved all of mankind? Or will the animals finally win? (Inspired by Rooster Teeth's RWBY)

Maya prophesied that December 21, 2012 would be the end of the world. On this day, some people were anxious and afraid of not seeing the sun the next day. More people held a playful attitude and celebrated with their loved ones in the early morning night, waiting for dawn to celebrate their safe passage through the end. The next day, the sun rose as usual, and people only thought that God was joking with everyone, working and living as usual. But they were too happy too early. The end has already quietly arrived, but they have been adapted to the harsh environment, unable to see the green mountains turn into yellow soil, and flowers and birds disappear; Unable to see the clear river turning into a foul smelling canal, fish and shrimp are dying; Unable to see grassland turning into desert, land howling According to the Observatory, there was a once-in-a-millennium meteor shower in the early morning of December 21, 2020. Many places can be seen with the naked eye, with young men and women rushing to tell each other, eagerly anticipating this romantic meteor shower. At midnight, the long-awaited miracle finally appeared. The moon, which had been hard to see for a long time, descended like a silver plate, clear and bright, right in front of me But then people were extremely frightened. According to the lunar calendar, this day is the Winter Solstice Festival on the seventh day of the winter lunar month. How could there be a full moon This is a beautiful miracle It's still the beginning of the nightmare

"Ah, do gather ‘round, my dear, doomed darlings! Let me tell you a tale stitched together with silk and sinew, of a world that weeps and wails yet waltzes on, oh-so-beautifully, toward its inevitable doom! A tale where a bastard prince—oh, do forgive me, a Yellow Bastard, no less!—dances through the carnage with a grin sharper than a guillotine’s kiss. The war? Endless. The dead? Numerous. The fools who think they can win? Oh, darling, they’re my favourite! And me? HA! I am but the Jester of Fate, laughing at the script I can recite but never rewrite! There is love, yes! Blood-soaked, broken, bitterly beautiful love! There is horror, the kind that makes even monsters shudder! And there is a melody—a requiem for the dreamers who thought they could defy the abyss. So, my sweet, step right up! Watch as kings fall, messiahs burn, and devils waltz upon the graves of gods! It is all so, so funny, don’t you think? No? Ah, well. Laugh or weep, the requiem plays on. And so do we."

Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as "Student", "Fighter", "Thief", and so on. After much contemplation, he activated the "Gunslinger" profession. From then on! While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills. Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the "Thompson Submachine Gun," "Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle," "Inferno Gatling," "Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon," and so on. ... One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings. And in the crowd. Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up. "Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong."

Brave, sly, kind, slippery, generous, greedy, elegant, ferocious, happy, abnormal, honest, hypocritical... In this apocalyptic world, only by winning on the Alien Star battlefield can one obtain resources to ensure the continuity of civilization. Every warrior that enters the Alien Star battlefield receives a randomly assigned keyword that belongs to them. If one's actions align with their keyword, their attributes will rapidly grow, granting abilities akin to Superman. On the contrary, if they fail to comply, they will swiftly weaken; This is a world where performance skills are paramount; Performance skills equate to sustenance, performance skills are glory, performance skills provide privileges, performance skills are life... ... Already concluded with thousands of orders are the works "Dream Fufiller of Ten Thousand Realms", and "Ten Thousand Methods to Remove Players." There is a guarantee of completion, so please feel free to dive in.

In a universe on the brink of chaos, Aamon, a mortal bound to the eldritch King in Yellow, hunts threats that disrupt cosmic balance. Tasked with eliminating demons, monstrous aberrations, sinners, cultists, and eldritch beings, Aamon wields unearthly powers granted by his master. Traveling across realms, each with unique laws and dangers, Anon acts as both executioner and investigator.

Everytime he felt his body weird...he was struggling on something. He stood infront of the mirror, ready for whatever fact was waiting for him "Let's do it" he said and straightened his body. *GULP* his heartbeat rose and his hair started to turn white and his eyes yellow. His eyes could see everything in slow motion and his body reached a very high speed of reaction. "What is this...it's like a movie. It can't be real. THERE IS NO WAY IN THE HELL" He shouted. He was amazed , shocked and excited. Though it was still an unsolved mystery, he still wanted to have fun with the power. He suddenly realized his IQ also increases and now his way of strategizing has increased too and he is totally a super human now.

Are you searching for a timeless love story to warm your heart? Look no further! Meet Alpha Aston and Jazmin, two soulmates whose journey will inspire and captivate you. Join us as we delve into the beautiful love story of Alpha and Jazmin, where love knows no boundaries and true mates find each other against all odds. Stay tuned for their incredible tale of love, courage, and the unbreakable bond that brought them together. Don't miss out on this heartwarming story of true love – Alpha Aston and Jazmin, a love story like no other.

Arakh Xei, growing up in a dysfunctional family, found himself trapped inside an altar where he must master the first level of the codex hosted there. It took him approximately one year to master the first level, but once the trap was lifted, he noticed that ten years had passed by instead of one.

A young woman's life is turned upside down when her ex, Chris, suddenly reappears. Chris is the ruthless and cunning boss of a powerful mafia organization, with a reputation for getting what he wants, no matter the cost. As they rekindle their intense and passionate relationship, she is drawn back into a world of luxury and danger, where the lines between loyalty and obsession are blurred. But as Chris's true intentions are revealed, she must decide whether to surrender to her desires and become embroiled in his criminal empire, or to fight for her freedom and risk everything. With her loyalty to her friends and her own sense of self-worth hanging in the balance, she must navigate the treacherous landscape of Chris's world and confront the secrets of their past in order to survive. Excerpt: "What are you..." I started to ask, but Chris locked his lips with mine, cutting off my words. It was an angry kiss, like he was pouring his frustration into me. I tried to struggle, but he held me tighter and deepened the kiss. I eventually gave up, knowing it was futile. He let go of my lips, and I could feel a sting on my mouth. I saw a bite mark on his lip as well. We looked at each other, and I could feel the tension growing in the car. We were alone, with me on top of him, and our faces inches apart. Before I knew it, our lips touched again, but this time it was different - it was slow and sensual. I moaned as his tongue started to explore my mouth, and the kiss inevitably deepened. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the feeling, my hands roaming his chest as his hands went under my shirt and rubbed my bare back. I started to feel hot all over and pulled my jacket away. He trailed his lips to my collarbone and sucked on it. When I started to move my hips over his already hardened bulge, he held my legs to stop me. "No," he said, his voice restrained. Still in the fog of the moment, I asked in a whisper, "What?" My breath came in pants, just like his. He replied, "Let's stop here, princess, or we'll do the other thing you talked about." It took me a second to understand, and when I did, I immediately got off his lap and returned to my seat. My mind went to Sarah, and I realized I couldn't come clean to her now. I glared at Chris, who smirked at me and started driving again.

In some worlds, magic is a mere fantasy—where humans live without powers. In others, like mine, magic is an undeniable reality. But in my world, there's a twist: only males are supposed to have magic. That is, until I was born. In the kingdom of Dalatine, each newborn's eyes reveal their magical ability and their allegiance to a church—grey for wind, blue for water, hazel for earth, red for fire, yellow for light, and black for dark. But my eyes are golden, a colour no one has ever seen before. And with that, my fate was sealed. Feared of my very existence and hated for my gender, I was locked away in my family's mansion for fifteen years, a prisoner within an unbreakable barrier. The barrier not only kept me from the world—it suppressed my magic and cloaked my true appearance from those who cared for me. Until one fateful day, a stranger with fiery red eyes saw through the illusion. “You really do have beautiful eyes,” he said, shattering the silence of my life. That moment set me free—free from the mansion, free from the illusion. For the first time, I could step into the world I’d dreamed of: the Magic Academy. But reality is far more dangerous than dreams. With enemies lurking in the shadows and my very existence a threat to the kingdom, I must uncover the truth about my power—and about who I truly am—before it's too late. The question is, can I survive long enough to unravel the tangled web of secrets, lies, and deadly conspiracies?

Excerpt* As Cian removed his jacket, revealing a serpent-like tattoo on his chest, a chill ran down her spine. “Who sent you?” she asked, her voice quivering as she clutched the sheets tightly around her. Cian smirked, “Which insignificant creature would dare to command me?” Confused, she glanced at the doors, praying for someone to walk in and save her from this dangerous stranger. “Then why are you here?” she managed to ask, her heart pounding in her chest. Cian casually tossed his jacket onto the nearest chair, revealing his muscular chest and the glowing, serpent-like tattoo that coiled around it. “For you, sweetheart,” he replied, his voice deep and seductive. She stared into his piercing, emerald-green eyes, awed by their luminescence. They seemed to pierce right through her, illuminating her heart and igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t quite extinguish. As Cian moved closer, he bent down to look her directly in the eyes, his gaze penetrating. “Marry me,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. She recoiled in horror, pushing his hand away as she tried to back away from him. “Pardon me, my Lord, but I must refuse your offer,” she said, her voice shaking with fear. Cian let out a low, sinister laugh as he pulled off his shirt, revealing the full extent of the tattoo that seemed to writhe and twist on his skin. He crawled onto the bed, pinning her down as he loomed over her. She struggled against him, trying to break free from his grip, but he was too strong. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her skin as he whispered, “Sweetheart, what is mine is mine, and what is yours is mine.” “She froze, her heart racing as she realized the danger she was in and how ridiculously aroused she was getting. Cian, with his piercing gaze and devilish grin, knew exactly what he was doing.

A world full of humanoid animals called Anisarians divided into 12 different habitat nations. Petty squabbles and past rivalries have erupted into all out World War between the nations, forcing all caught in the crossfire to choose a side. In the chaos are five interconnected stories of heroes and villains, mighty rulers, and humble refugees just trying to make it through the turbulent times they now find themselves unable to escape from. Only the strongest shall rule in an age of betrayal, conquest, and atrocities. But in a world turned monstrous. Some will not give in to what instinct demand's them to be in order to survive. Only time and blood will tell who will stand victorious, or rule over nothing but an empire of the fallen. Note: Some chapters may be unfinished. Still a work in progress as I figure out storylines, structure and motivations. Faction Guide: Allied powers: Ocean Monarchy, Forest Federation, Desert Republic, Northern Coalition. Axis powers: South Pole Empire, Deep Sea Confederation, Savannah Sovereignty, Swampland Horde. Neutral/Territory: Volcanic Isles, Jungle Nation, Tropical Tribesmen, Nocturnal Nomads. Mercenary factions: Army Ant Raiders. Fire Ant's. Visual Reference For look and Art style of each faction: https://www.pinterest.com/freedomforclone/_saved/ Character/allegiance/title/species Guide: OCEAN MONARCHY: Shena Veso. Lieutenant. Hybrid Shark. Fereen Vosento. Corporal. Flying Fish. Whelios Whelorum. Retired. Octopus. Dregadon Veso. Deceased. Great White. Nora Veso. Widow. Great White Neso: Private/gunner. Tiger Vesa: Private/medic. Queen angel fish. Kiros: Sgt. Sea turtle. Argus. Admiral. Sailfish. Koa. Prime Minister. Sea otter. SOUTH POLE EMPIRE: Veadora. Empress. Albatross. Ryana. Princess. Albatross. Aravos. Exiled Prince/Warden. Albatross. Garotan. Varangian Guard. Polar Bear. Nea. Servant. White Seal. JUNGLE NATION: Naru. Hunter. Orb Weaver Spider. Esiva. Seamstress. Orb Weaver Spider Nadia. Archer. Orb Weaver Spider. Naya. Weaver. Orb Weaver Spider. SAVANNA SOVEREIGNTY: Ryo Sen Serasi: Janissary. King Cobra. Chai'ra. Janissary Apprentice. Cheetah. Kenno. Commander. Crocodile. Darg. Sgt. Warthog. NORTHERN COALITION: Boreca. Queen. Snow Leopard. FACTION FLAGS/SYMBOLS South Pole Empire: White winged Diamond, light blue background. Ocean Monarchy: Three golden Scallop Shells. Sea blue background. Savanna Sovereignty: Golden scarab in center of golden sun, black background. Volcano Islanders: Five different flame's one atop the other representing four different clans. Red, orange, black, blue and white. Yellow background. Tropical tribesmen: Pink waterlily amidst light green background. Nocturnal Nomads: White crescent moon, white star at center. Black background. North Pole Coalition: White Snowflake amidst grey background. Forest Federation: Five light brown interwoven branches representing five different federation states united as one. Forest Green Background. Swampland Horde: Ring of tan teeth, representing ancestors of death to honor in life. Murky green background. Deep Sea Confederation. Conjoined purple lightning bolt striking downward like jellyfish tendrils. Solid black background to represent darkness of the depths. Jungle Nation: Light Green Hexagonal jade ore stone. Dark green background. Desert Republic: ? Garotan the great army of the fist. Iron grey fist set between black and dark green background. Kashan the outlaw prince army of the claw. Blood red claw marks amid bright green background. Army Ant Raiders: White Ant skull amid blood red tattered flag.

“In the world of war between Gods and Fallen, one day a person named Amelia sprouted from a flower. Amelia has hair painted like the hue of the setting sun, yellow with a tinge of orange and red. Its eyes are like the purest diamonds reflecting the chaos and death. It was stated in the legend that the flower where Amelia sprouted was nurtured from the blood of numerous Gods and Fallen that was slain throughout the war. Once Amelia arrived, a new faction was formed that mediated the war between them, many Gods and Fallen despise Amelia's interference but several Gods and Fallen decided to agree to Amelia's suggestion and mediation. Once the high ranking Gods which are the Ten Lights and high ranking Fallen, the Ten Darkness side to Amelia the Chaos Epoch cease. A covenant was formed between Amelia, Gods and Fallen as the peaceful era came.”

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________