Celestials End Of Time Trailer

In a world where time is the only currency, Kei wakes up trapped in a dystopian city where every second of his life is ticking away. A massive digital countdown looms over the skyline, reminding him of a cruel rule—"Survive to Earn Time." Every action, every decision, and every fight grants or drains his remaining seconds. If the timer hits zero, he vanishes from existence. But the true horror begins when Kei realizes that the city is controlled by a faceless entity standing atop the highest tower, watching, waiting. As he struggles to navigate the shifting reality, Kei must uncover the secret behind this Prison of Time before he runs out of it. But can he escape when the very fabric of time is against him? Time is ticking. Will he break free or be erased forever?

"Kabir, a young student in Mumbai, struggles with his schoolwork and faces relentless criticism from his teacher and demanding parents. On the day of his friend's birthday party, he's forced to stay after school for extra work, further isolating him. Walking home alone, he finds solace in a stray dog, mirroring his own feelings of being an outcast. At home, his parents' disappointment and pressure to excel intensify, leaving Kabir feeling hopeless and anxious about his upcoming exam. The story portrays the harsh realities of academic pressure and the emotional toll it takes on a vulnerable child in a bustling city."

The power of absolute control... Time. After Rock died, he mysteriously reincarnated in Shun Long's almost dead body when a triangular-shaped rock merged with his soul, and a sudden influx of information flooded his head. He has now found himself in a mystical world filled with extraordinarily powerful cultivators who can destroy mountains with a single punch, and split seas in half with a single slash of a sword! This is Shun Long's journey in the majestic world of cultivation, as he fights geniuses and reaches the pinnacle of both alchemy and martial arts!

In a universe where strength defines destiny, Wang Lin is an anomaly. Once an orphan struggling in the slums of a fortified city, Wang Lin's fate changes the day he awakens the Almighty Codex, a mysterious system that grants knowledge, assigns perilous quests, and offers him a path to power—at a cost. Betrayed by those he once trusted, he vows never to be weak again. But survival isn’t easy. Earth, once a thriving world, was devastated by the Aether Surge, a cosmic phenomenon that mutated life, birthed monstrous beasts, and attracted alien invaders. Humanity clings to survival in fortified cities, ruled by warring factions, while the wastelands are overrun by creatures capable of leveling civilizations. With his evolving Celestial Blade, a mind sharpened by hardship, and a system that demands as much as it gives, Wang Lin embarks on a path of ascension. His journey takes him from the brutal trials of Earth to the uncharted realms of Celestial Haven, a distant world where empires are forged and destroyed. Along the way, he binds Aether Contracts, summoning legendary figures such as: Su Daji, the Bewitching Fox Spirit – A cunning illusionist who tests his wit. Sun Wukong, the Battle Maniac – A fearless warrior who trains him through combat. Medusa, the Petrifying Queen – A cold strategist who forces him to prove his worth. Thalor, the Solar Titan – A cosmic guardian who warns him of the abyss ahead. But as his power grows, so does the danger. Across the vast galaxies, an ancient force stirs—the Voidborn, beings that consume entire dimensions. Their leader, Zarathul, the Eternal Devourer, offers Wang Lin a choice: Join him in reshaping the universe… or be erased from existence. In a final battle that spans galaxies, dimensions, and even time itself, Wang Lin must make the ultimate decision: Seize the power to become a god and risk losing his humanity, or forge his own path and defy the will of the cosmos. From the ruins of Earth to the thrones of the stars, this is the legend of Wang Lin. This is… Celestial Ascent.

Nothing mattered more than anything than how precious little time twelve-year-old Larry Nightglade was to him. All of his life, he couldn’t believe how much time has kept him prisoner against his own free will. Larry barely made it through middle school with his best friend, Albert Alexander, who knew how important keeping track of lost time was not meant to keep them alive after surviving middle school. After coming home from a Halloween costume party with his best friend, Albert Alexander from school, the two boys don’t realize just how bad they suck at telling time. It seemed everything was normal. Except, somebody or something had cursed the time to froze every person’s clocks at midnight on Halloween, that night coming home from the party. Nobody in Supernaturalville can tell the morning daylight times from the late night sunsets. Larry and Alex don’t care. They’re just happy they don’t have to go to school anymore in the darkness of the night. And it seems the total eclipse of the sun on the children’s Halloween party, caused the grown-ups to forget about their everyday lives at their jobs. And stay home to take order of control of their lives with their loved ones. Before Larry and his best friend Albert can break the curse of their darkened town, to unfreeze the Midnight Time Keeper from ending the existence of time after Halloween, forever!

The world ended—twice. Liam should have died along with it. Instead, he woke up with a system whispering of sovereign paths he was never meant to walk, an interface bound to something far older than the Dominion’s rule. Alone, hunted, and bound by a directive he barely understands, he fights to carve a place for himself in a world where fractured gods and cybernetic overlords rule what remains. In the Genesis Protocol’s void, where reality unravels, he faces echoes of celestial experiments, shadows of himself that seek to consume him. His body is bruised, ribs aching, strength fading—but he refuses to fall. “You do not belong,” the void whispers. Liam wipes the blood from his mouth, smirking. “I get that a lot.” And then, he raises his blade. Because if the world won’t make space for him—he’ll tear one open himself.

She never expected to cross paths with him again. Once just her little sister’s best friend, he has grown into a confident and charming young man, carrying an air of mystery and unspoken emotions. When their paths cross once more, old memories resurface, but something has changed—his gaze lingers on her a little too long, his words carry a hidden weight, and his presence stirs emotions she never thought she’d feel. As time shapes them both, can love, once buried under years of separation, finally find its way into the present? A heartwarming romance about an unspoken crush, the passage of time, and the beauty of love that matures like glazed pottery—strong, refined, and timeless.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

"I, who was once the King of the Seven Kingdoms, hailed as the strongest of all men, now find myself trapped in the body of a loser—and, to add insult to injury, a rapist. The fact that I can't just buff up this pathetic body with a bit of exercise and become strong again is another cruel twist of fate. Why, you ask? Because I can't use the very magic that people in this world rely on. Tsk, how on earth am I supposed to regain my former glory now? Guess I'll have to get creative with this 'loser' body of mine."

The world ended for Caelith the moment he returned to the camp, only to find it in ruins-his people slaughtered, their bodies torn apart like ragdolls. Among the countless corpses, one was missing: Jerry, the only person he truly called family. Plagued by dreams of a war he never fought, of a name that doesn't belong to him, and of a voice in his head that whispers of a destiny he doesn't understand, Caelith is thrust into a terrifying reality-one where gods have fallen, the heavens have bled, and something inhuman walks among them. The massacre was only the beginning. As he follows the cryptic command to head north, Caelith begins unraveling the truth of who he really is-and who Jerry might have been. The more he remembers, the more the world around him warps into something unfamiliar, something dangerous. Because the war that once tore the celestial throne apart never truly ended. And this time, the gods are not the only ones who will bleed.

'Sadly Dropped' When a human dies, no one knows what happens next. Zombie apocalypse begun and Ajena Lawden, an 18-year-old girl admired by the survivors of her bravery, finds her immunity to the zombie virus shattered when a bite begins to spread through her body. In a desperate act, she kills herself—but there's a twist. What if you woke up as a boy? Not just any boy, but your sister's son? Ajena is reborn as her sister's son, named Azriel. In this second life, Azriel faces not only the continuing threat of zombies but also new dangers from meteorites that strike the Earth—that bestowed survivors with extraordinary abilities and the undead also evolved, becoming so powerful that even firearms could not destroy them And Allow Human to see Status. Follow Ajena Lawden’s story as she navigates her second life as Azriel, with her friend Zomma, a baby zombie that became a teenage zombie girl and confronts the perils of this transformed world. Volume 2: Second Life Volume 3: The Real Apocalypse just begun. This is where the apocalypse evolved Zombies and even Human with a Status appeared. (NEW BOOK PUBLISHED: KINDLY CHECK IT OUT PLS. TRY READING THE SYPNOSIS OR 1ST CHAP. TITLE: INFINITE SYSTEM INHERITOR RETURN FROM THE ABYSS.) PS: I'm a newbie author and This is my first ML novel please bear with it if you see errors. I'm not fluent in english and I've wrote this in different language and Use AI for translation. Discord Name: NamhyeBlueMoon link: https://discord.com/invite/cxvAztsn

[Welcome to Purgatory] A never ending game with limitless choices but a limited ending, a game that always ended the same way, in ruins. No matter what choice you made it was always destruction and solitude up till the very end. Yet even with such an end there was one person, one player that never stopped. He played, played, and played up till the end hundreds of times hoping to change the ending of the character he held dear, Aureus. He wanted to change his end so much he forgot about his own ending. So, even till the end of his own life he kept the same will. "I could've done it. I could've saved him..I could've properly ended this crappy story!" He cried at the very end of his own life. [Prove those words true] As if responding to his pleas he was given a chance, a chance to change the fate of not only Aureus. but the world of Purgatory itself. [Do what I couldn't do. Finish this game the way you want. Reach the end you've been longing for, the End of Purgatory as you will it]

The hypnotic master, Skye, carefully selected two candidates to be transported back to the ancient city of Atlantis. Dane and Seir’s souls were chosen to inhabit the bodies of two princes from the most prominent kingdoms on the island. As they began their lives as royalty, they were astonished to discover that many of the people they met in Atlantis were the incarnations of their old friends and family—though now, their relationships had taken on a completely different form. As they struggled to adapt to their new lives in ancient times, they soon realized that those they once considered allies could easily become enemies. With the plan to explore Atlantis hanging in the balance, their journey took an unexpected turn.

In a world ruled by strength, cultivation, and influence, what happens when one man alone holds the power to change everything? "Welcome to the world..." Alaric, born into the family of a Duke, was believed to be just another child. But there’s nothing ordinary about him. Strength is only a fraction of... his oddity. [Nascent One's Guide.] One morning, Alaric awakens to a life-altering power—and a boner. Alaric isn’t ambitious, far from it. He couldn’t care less about strength, fame, or power. If given the choice, he’d spend every moment with the people he loves, doing absolutely nothing. But his obsession with enjoying his life with his loved ones? It grabs him by the collar and drags him toward greatness, forcing him into a world where strength is the only way to survive. “Father... you're their target, aren’t you?” Alaric won’t allow anyone to even think of harming his family. His pursuit of power isn’t for glory or status—it’s for protection. For them. Follow Alaric’s journey as he unravels the truth of the world and climbs to the top, driven not by ambition, but by a relentless need to keep his loved ones safe—no matter the cost.

After the death of the universe, only Vail remains. In the empty abyss of nothingness, Vail floats uncontious, until a being finds him. “hmmmmm, how interesting.” As Vail wakes up he is in an unfamiliar world, determined to discover what caused the death of his home, Vail fighfs for the strength needed to solve this mystery.

In a world guided to prosperity by divine beings known as Shepherds, Yel Arki is haunted by whispers of an ancient entity within him—a force that promises the end of all existence and seeks to consume his very soul. Desperate to escape the growing dread, he takes on his first escort mission with the adventurer’s guild—a simple job that goes horribly wrong. When the caravan is attacked, Yel discovers dark secrets surrounding his client, Merika, and the ancient artifact she carries: the True Scriptures, a relic tied to a shadowy organization that walks in darkness. As Yel and Merika flee for their lives, he realizes the artifact is more than it seems—it holds the key to his own fate and the survival of the world itself. But the entity within him grows stronger, and its ultimate goal becomes clear: to plunge the world into eternal rest. Now, Yel must confront the truth about the entity, the artifact, and his own forgotten past—before it’s too late

In a multiverse woven from Cosmic Threads—primordial strands of existence that bind reality, time, space, and consciousness—Kael Veyra, a young Celestial Threadforger, discovers he is anything but ordinary. Born in the rigid, order-obsessed Celestial Dominion, Kael has spent his life training to master Celestial threads, the purest form of energy tied to light and stasis. But when his Loom Core begins to manifest Umbral resonance—a chaotic, entropic force forbidden in the Dominion—his life unravels. After a catastrophic battle exposes his dual resonance, Kael is branded a threat by the Dominion’s leaders, including his mentor, High Luminarch Sariel, who reveals a horrifying project to weaponize Weavers like him. Betrayed and hunted, Kael is rescued by Lira, a rogue Aetheric Shardwalker with a knack for bending the rules of reality. She drags him into the chaotic Netherspire, a dimension ruled by Umbral warlords and teeming with danger. As Kael struggles to control his newfound powers, he learns that his unique Loom Core—capable of wielding multiple resonances—makes him a target for factions across the multiverse. The Conclave of Threads, the supposed guardians of the Grand Loom, see him as a threat to their carefully maintained balance. The Umbral Cabal, a secret society of chaos-worshipers, wants to exploit his power to collapse the multiverse into entropy. And the Unraveled, twisted beings born from frayed Loom Cores, whisper cryptic warnings about the Loom’s sentience and Kael’s role in its fate. Guided by Lira, Kael begins to unravel the truth about his abilities and the multiverse itself. The threads that hold reality together are fraying, and Kael’s unique resonance may be the key to saving—or destroying—everything.

Snow finding himself reincarnated in his favorite novel, he must decide whether to shape its ending or leave the outcome to fate. This is my first ever novel. Please point me to the right direction

Each year, ten million humans are forcibly conscripted into the Game, pitted against millions of other races who have entered voluntarily, believing they possess more significant capabilities. Within this deadly arena, humans primarily serve as expendable pawns. Kai is one of the many humans put in the game to survive. What will he do? And how will he do it

In the haunting solitude of a dimly lit mansion atop a hill, an aging man in a blue tuxedo grapples with the weight of his past decisions, compelled by unseen forces. As a sniper named Zayne lurks in the shadows, a seemingly joyful reunion between a father and daughter turns tragic when a single gunshot shatters the night. An intricate web of deceit unfurls as Zayne follows a mission to eliminate two targets, only to be drawn into a nightmarish confrontation with Heath Gerald, a man whose sanity unravels as dark secrets surface. As Zayne confronts Heath, the horror escalates, revealing a monstrous transformation that blurs the lines between man and beast. In the chaos, Zayne's reality fractures, thrusting him into a surreal desert landscape where he must confront his fears and the fate of his missing brother, Aiden. Driven by determination and an enigmatic box that holds the key to unimaginable power, Zayne embarks on a perilous journey through an unforgiving new earth, where survival hinges on mystical elements, mysteries that span thousands of years and a demonic scheme brewing underneath.

When the mana surge happened 200 years ago and half the population died, everyone was forced to become part of the world system. Echo is blind but must also fight for survival or die due to mana poisoning, how will a blind man be able to make a living climbing the tower and growing stronger bit by bit. Clearing dungeons and labyrinths fighting tooth and nail for what he believes in. What class will he awaken and where will he go from here?

To the quiet despairs, the forgotten corners, the shadows that whisper secrets in the dead of night. To the nameless anxieties that burrow deep within the human heart, gnawing at the edges of sanity. This book is dedicated to the muted background hum of existence, the slow, insidious erosion of hope, and the persistent vibration of unease that resonates in the spaces between the stars. To the forgotten gods, the careless creators, and the indifferent universe that watches our struggles with cold, cosmic detachment. This is for the crumbling alleyways, the faded murals, and the abandoned buildings that echo with the silent stories of forgotten lives, lives as fleeting and fragile as the whispers carried on the wind. To those who wander the desolate landscapes of their own minds, grappling with existential questions that yield no easy answers. To those who find solace in the bleak pronouncements of nihilism and absurdism, who embrace the brutal honesty of the darkness, and who find a strange kind of peace in the face of utter meaninglessness. This book is for you. For those who carry the weight of unspoken burdens, the invisible wounds of loneliness, the ghosts of past disappointments that linger like shadows in the periphery of vision. For those who seek a connection, a purpose, a reason to rise each morning despite the gnawing emptiness that threatens to consume them. This is also a dedication to the unsettling silence of empty streets, the flickering streetlights that cast long, distorted shadows, the dissonant sounds that emanate from the unseen corners of reality. It's for the creeping sensation of being watched, of an unseen presence lurking just beyond the reach of perception. For those who feel the subtle distortions in the fabric of reality, the subtle anomalies that hint at something far stranger, far more terrifying, than the mundane reality they inhabit. To the city itself, a cold, uncaring beast, yet also a testament to human ambition and resilience, a canvas on which our hopes and dreams are painted, only to be washed away by the relentless tide of time. To the ordinary lives lived amidst the extraordinary, to the single grains of sand lost in the vast, unforgiving machine of existence. This is for the cosmic horror that seeps into the cracks of our everyday world, and the subtle echoes of the Genesis Event that resonate in the quietest moments. And finally, to the uncaring vastness of the cosmos, to the indifferent gods who created a universe both beautiful and terrifying, this is for the ultimate struggle between order and chaos, between light and darkness, and the journey of a single, insignificant man caught in the middle of it all..

The Celestial is a symbol of the divine, a pillar stretching high into the heavens. It is worshipped for the blessings it brought upon the world. Extraordinary power, revolutionary tools, and beings beyond understanding. Bearing its power will not only change your fate, but the fate of the world. The noble Pendragon family, once known for their brutally efficient art of war, are revered for their effort and contribution in the field of medicine. They established the Helios Hospital of Medical Research and Development, sharing their years of work for the ongoing betterment of the angels. House Pendragon is loved by their people for this. But following the end of the war between angels and demons, they do not relish in this praise, for they always remember the pain and loss for that advancement. Upon acquiring the power of the Darkeater, Sirin Pendragon, daughter of Siba, enthusiastically put forward the proposition that would go on to inspire the creation of Project Archangel. Ironically, the very thing that would destroy House Pendragon. "The Darkeater even allows for the creation of matter at even the intricacies of the cellular level! We can create entire organs, bones, even limbs at will! Why in the world would the demons be so quiet about this? It's potential is limitless!" Eos, Yami, Nova, and Zeus enjoy the simple days they spend together with their mother. However, each day becomes more mundane as nothing ever changes. Their mother couldn't have ever controlled the children's growing curiosity, the will to satiate the senses with experiences they weren't yet privy too is only natural. It was the same for herself as well. But upon warning them of the vast, mysterious, and evil world beyond the forest surrounding their little home, she realized the truth was simply inevitable no matter what she did to hide it.

In the wake of a devastating nuclear war, the shattered remnants of Earth's spiritual energy collide with dormant forces in the enigmatic Barren Zone. When the planet's core, facing the end of its existence, unleashes its last desperate act, it binds itself to the soul of 15-year-old Kael —obliterating his body but thrusting his soul into a mysterious rift created by the ruptured space. Now dormant, the planetary core leaves behind a dormant legacy of immense power within Kael's very essence. Reborn in an unfamiliar world filled with fantasy-like powers and mythical beasts, Kael discovers that by having the Earth's core, it sets him apart, a power unlike any other—both a guide and an unparalleled energy source. What will it cost Kael to wield this power? And can he rise above the chaos to forge a future for himself while facing numerous foes?

*Waiting for You at the End of Time* is a poignant tale of love, loss, and the enduring power of human connection across the boundaries of time. The story follows two souls, Li Wei and Elena, who are separated by the relentless flow of time but bound together by an unbreakable promise. Li Wei, a brilliant but lonely physicist, discovers a way to manipulate time, while Elena, a free-spirited artist, becomes the anchor to his humanity. As Li Wei experiments with time travel, he inadvertently fractures the timeline, leaving Elena stranded in a distant future. Determined to reunite with her, Li Wei embarks on a perilous journey through the ages, facing the consequences of tampering with the fabric of reality. Their love is tested by the inevitability of time, but their promise to meet at the "end of time" becomes a beacon of hope in a universe that seems determined to keep them apart.

Hundreds of thousands of years before modern society came into existence, the world was in pure chaos. meteors replaced rain, and replacing clouds was an ash filled sky. People died on a daily basis. It was as if the creation of earth had started again. The cause of this mess? Just a guy who the Gods angered. Coming back to the modern era, another calamity occurred. The Gods have been reawakened by a team of clueless archaeologist. The after effect of the reawakening? Let's just say the Gods are screwed. Again. Author note - This is probably never going to be updated. list of things that might occur: The synopsis could be changed. The chapters will get edited a lot. The storyline might get sidetracked. Writing might get worse.