Radiant Decree

On the night of Alexander Magnus’s birth, the heavens raged in fury. A divine decree thundered across existence, seeking to erase him before he could take his first breath. Supreme assassins infiltrated the hidden domain of his lineage, while unseen forces wove curses into fate itself, all to prevent his rise. Yet, he survived. Born with the Ancient Saint Body and the Heavenly Overlord Body, his very existence shattered the balance of the cosmos. His blood, a fusion of saintly divinity and tyrannical might, pulsed with boundless supremacy. From the moment he opened his eyes, he was destined to defy the heavens, to forge a path where none had ever dared to tread. But the heavens do not forget. As he steps into the vast cosmos, he faces endless tribulations—immortal conspiracies, primordial entities, and ancient beings that once ruled reality. Forbidden forces awaken in his presence, recognizing a power that should never have existed. His path is not one of simple cultivation but of domination and transcendence, where even gods and saints must acknowledge his supremacy. In a world where might reigns supreme, where legacies are written in blood and conquest, only one truth remains— The Overlord bows to no one, and the Saint kneels only to the heavens he chooses. ---

Han Jin, a modern playboy, dies in a reckless spree only to awaken in the Tianhua Empire as the third son of Chancellor Han Zheng, a titan of power. But this isn’t just a second chance—bound to his soul is the enigmatic Dominance System, a mysterious force that thrives on awe, fear, and envy, granting him strength and secrets for every heart he sways. Armed with his father’s might and a system’s edge, Han Jin carouses through the capital—until the Emperor decrees a marriage to Mu Qing, a warlord whose beauty masks the blood of 380,000 fallen foes. Thrust into a web of scheming princes, vengeful rivals, and his own cunning kin, Han Jin must wield his system to turn foes into pawns and allies into legends. Mu Qing, though, is no prize to be tamed—her battlefield genius threatens the throne, and their union is a chain to bind her fury. As their fiery clash ignites, Han Jin’s dominance grows, but so do the stakes: a war brews that could crown him emperor—or shatter his soul. In a realm of silk, steel, and system-fueled ambition, one question burns: can a rogue master a warlord who carves empires?

Thus says the Lord, the First and the Last, the One who was and is and is to come: “Let there be light.” And there was light. I set the boundaries of the deep and loosed the torrents from the heavens. I gave the eagle its flight and the lion its roar; to the behemoth, sinews of bronze, and to the Leviathan, body of phoenix. The nations rise and fall by My word; kings rule by My decree. From the dust, I formed man and set eternity in his heart, saying: “Be fruitful and multiply.” I am He who plants and He who uproots, He who wounds and He who heals, He who gives and He who takes away. Yet now, the pillars of creation tremble, and the foundations of the earth shake. The order I ordained is defied; My name is challenged. Who dares raise their hand against the Almighty? Who among the sons of dust would stand before their Maker? Let them come forth, that they may know I am the Lord. ___ This isn’t a biblical story, but a novel clearly inspired by it, but it’s not a religious text! No offense intended! Sandbox novel.

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

"Taigong has cast his line for millennia, fishing for the essence of countless souls. Yet she needed but a single glance to capture my heart completely." Heaven and Earth are sundered, the mortal and immortal realms divided. Once every thousand years, Taigong casts down his "Celestial Thread." Cultivators eagerly pursue this thread descending from the heavens, believing it to be the path to ascension, unaware they're stepping into a deadly trap. Sixteen-year-old Wei Lingwei enters Tianyan Sect after her father's passing, where she meets her snow-white-robed, exquisitely beautiful senior sister Mo Qing. In this world where emotions and desires form the foundation of cultivation, Lingwei gradually discovers that whenever those deep, unfathomable eyes look her way, ripples spread through her heart, never to be calmed again. Yet the threads of fate have long been intertwined. As the third Celestial Thread prepares to descend and both realms face imminent upheaval, Lingwei must confront her growing feelings amid bewildering truths. On this deceptive and treacherous path of immortal cultivation, only the pure and fervent emotion between them can illuminate the way toward truth. Taigong fishes for countless lives, while she fishes for just one heart. Seven emotions to cultivate, six desires to master—defy heaven's decree, only love endures eternally.

I got dragged into a novel world and I was only left with one thing, a small note. [When the eclipse begins, come to its very beginning] I could only assume it meant the forest in the Vilhelm dukedom, but what shocked me were two other Extras waiting for me. One held a glistening silver gun and the other a radiant sword.

The sun is dead. A black wound festers in the sky where it once burned. But even in death, the Coffin Sun bleeds—shedding searing fragments that fall through the stratosphere like divine shrapnel. When they strike earth, they rewrite the laws of flesh, mind, and memory. Touch one, and you're no longer yourself. You’re possessed by the light. Sixteen-year-old Tharin Wraec touched one. It didn’t kill him. It unmade him, then forged something worse. Now, his shadow walks beside him—alive, radiant, wrathful. A spectral twin of golden fire that moves when he doesn’t, speaks when he won’t, kills when he can’t. Together, they are hunted by zealots, dissected in dreams by suns that scream, and worshipped by the broken as a messiah of ash. Every step they take peels away another layer of the world. Time warps. Cities melt into myth. The old sun whispers behind reality’s veil, and it wants him back. His body is failing. His mind frays at the seams. But Tharin doesn’t want a cure. He wants vengeance. Because when the light touched him, it made a mistake. It left him alive.

The MC is Overpowered!! And So Broken!! Leon was just grinding for loot like any other player—until a rare quest dumped him in front of the Goddess of Sloth. She was breathtaking—ethereal, radiant, a vision of divine perfection… if only she looked like she actually cared. With a half-lidded gaze, she let out a soft yawn before murmuring, "Mmm… I guess you’ll do." Boom. Overpowered blessing unlocked. Suddenly, Leon's rocking the Legendary Blacksmith Class, forging weapons so absurdly powerful that even the game devs are side-eyeing him. His stats refuse to stop climbing. His skills break every limit. Before he knows it, he’s leading a squad of insanely strong (and suspiciously attractive) allies. Oh, and he somehow accidentally founded a Kingdom. As one does. Even in real life, things spiral—wealth, fame, and an alarming number of people begging for crafting commissions. But as the chaos piles up, one question keeps nagging at him: Why does this “game” feel a little too real? ◇◆◇ Discord Server: tinyurl.com/galanteodiscord ◇◆◇ Additional Tags: - Harem and Romance - No Yuri No NTR! - Blacksmith - Kingdom Building - Spirit Beast Contract - Real World Impact - Wealth and Fame - Seven Sins

Rennia, is an Aspiring adventurer. Despite being over 20 and doing her best to study what she can, the The Living System hasn't graced her with a good class yet. Her given and chosen Class [Hayseed Jack, Level 10] Makes her a Jack of all trades, Master of fuck all. When she and a companion go on a simple quest, Her curiosity gets the best of her and she bears the consequences. After turning into a Futanari, she gets caught engaging in Sexual activities. It is quickly decreed that she be exile from tainting the village. Exile ends up being the best thing that happened to her.

Na cidade de Verenthia, onde a hierarquia entre ômegas e alfas era marcada por uma brutalidade implacável, Angelo navegava pelas águas turvas da desilusão. Baixinho e gordinho, o ômega vivia sob o olhar severo da sociedade que o considerava inferior. Seus dias eram preenchidos por sussurros maldosos e olhares de desprezo, e as noites caíam como um manto pesado sobre seus ombros cansados. Contudo, a vida de Angelo estava prestes a mudar de maneira inesperada. Uma noite, enquanto caminhava pela rua, ainda repleto de tristeza, ele foi interrompido por um grupo de homens imponentes. Eram os três alfas mais temidos de Verenthia, conhecidos não apenas por sua força, mas também por sua influência na máfia local. Alessandro "Ale" Rizzo, com seu olhar azul penetrante e presença dominante, era o líder, atrás dele, Leonardo "Leo" Bianchi, deslumbrante e sedutor, e Gabriel "Gabe" Russo, o enigmático reservado com olhos castanhos profundos. "Você é diferente," Ale disse, estudando Angelo com uma intensidade que fez seu coração acelerar. "Diferente de todos aqueles que nos rodeiam." Angelo hesitou. Como alguém como ele poderia ser considerado especial? Contudo, os alfas viam algo nele que ele mesmo não conseguia enxergar. Eles o recrutaram para a equipe, prometendo protegê-lo e dar-lhe uma nova vida longe do desprezo que sempre enfrentou. Nos dias que se seguiram, Angelo passou a conviver com Ale, Leo e Gabe. Cada um deles trouxe um novo ensinamento. Ale, com sua determinação feroz, ensinou Angelo a defender-se e a se valorizar. Leo, com seu carisma contagiante, mostrou-lhe a beleza da vida e a alegria de se permitir amar. E Gabe, em sua quietude, ofereceu um espaço seguro onde Angelo podia explorar suas emoções sem medo de julgamentos. Porém, à medida que os laços entre eles se aprofundavam, o passado de Angelo voltou a assombrá-lo. Ele lutava contra os traumas de sua infância, e apesar da proteção dos alfas, a insegurança continuava a atormentar sua mente. Em uma noite de tempestade, sob a luz suave da lua, Angelo decidiu compartilhar suas feridas com os alfas. "Eu só quero ser amado, mas sinto que nunca serei o suficiente", ele confessou, lágrimas escorrendo pelo rosto. A resposta veio rápida e firme. Ale segurou sua mão, olhando fundo em seus olhos. "Você é mais do que suficiente, Angelo. Você é uma joia rara, e nós vamos ajudá-lo a ver isso." Leo se aproximou, envolvendo Angelo em um abraço caloroso. "Você merece todo o amor do mundo, e estaremos aqui, sempre." Gabe, geralmente tão reservado, falou suavemente: "Você é meu norte, e eu nunca vou deixá-lo sozinho." Essas palavras, carregadas de sinceridade e amor, começaram a quebrar as barreiras que Angelo havia construído ao longo dos anos. Gradualmente, ele começou a se abrir, a se aceitar, e a entender que seu valor não estava atrelado à sua aparência ou à opinião dos outros. Por meio de desafios e superações, a relação deles floresceu em uma dança complicada de amor e amizade. Juntos, enfrentaram inimigos da máfia e preconceitos da sociedade, defendendo aquilo que realmente importava: o amor verdadeiro. À medida que os ventos da mudança sopravam sobre Verenthia, Angelo aprendeu a ver a si mesmo com os mesmos olhos dos alfas. Ele começou a se vestir como se merecesse estar entre os poderosos, a erguer a cabeça e a se afirmar como um ômega digno de amor. No final, em uma noite iluminada pelas estrelas, Angelo, agora confiante e radiante, ficou em pé entre os três alfas. Com um sorriso genuíno, ele gentilmente declarou: "Eu sou uma joia rara, e não preciso mais da aprovação de ninguém para brilhar." Os três alfas, em união, levantaram seus copos em um brinde ao amor que os uniu. A vida de Angelo havia mudado, e agora ele não apenas aceitava seu lugar entre os poderosos, mas o fazia com a certeza de que o verdadeiro poder está, afinal, no amor e na aceitação. E assim, em um mundo que muitas vezes parecia sombrio, nasceu um novo amanhecer

In a universe shaped by divine order and mortal ambition, the celestial balance teeters on the edge of collapse. Samael, the radiant guardian and paragon of virtue, watches as betrayal taints the heavens, setting him on a path of tragic downfall. Cast from grace, his fall marks the beginning of a cosmic unravelling, where light falters and shadow rises. Amidst the turmoil, the Fallen Angels, once noble warriors of the divine, emerge as harbingers of chaos. Twisted by their own desires and Lucifer's cunning influence, they spread disorder across realms, leaving devastation in their wake. As their rebellion takes root, the heavens are thrown into disarray, forcing gods and mortals alike to confront the growing threat. At the heart of this storm stands Lucifer, Samael's dark counterpart and the orchestrator of the celestial rebellion. Patient, calculating, and boundlessly ambitious, Lucifer waits in the shadows, his rise marking the culmination of a plan that could shatter existence itself. Amid the chaos, Uriel, a relentless warrior of light, must rise to the challenge. Armed with strength that pushes beyond mortal and divine limits, he fights to stem the tide of destruction. But with the heavens divided, allies turning against one another, and truths buried beneath layers of deceit, the line between salvation and ruin grows perilously thin. In a tale of celestial warfare, betrayal, and redemption, who will emerge victorious when the heavens burn and chaos reigns supreme? Enter a world where even the brightest stars can fall, and the smallest spark of hope can ignite a revolution.

In a multiverse forsaken by God, countless worlds teeter on the brink of chaos, interconnected by unstable spatial fissures. These realms, collectively known as the Abyss, are drowning in evil—a place where darkness thrives and goodness is a fleeting memory. Millennia ago, angels descended to deliver a divine decree: these worlds would be cast into the Abyss, abandoned forever. God would never look upon them again. Yet, even in the absence of divine grace, some cling to faith. They worship a God who has turned His back on them, their prayers echoing into the void. Stranger still, the demons and devils who rule the Abyss allow this worship to continue, not out of mercy, but for their own twisted amusement. They revel in the corruption of believers, turning hope into despair and faith into madness. Jack, a young man scarred by betrayal and survival, is one such believer—or was. Once a victim of his parents’ sacrificial ritual, he now lives in an abandoned church in the desolate village of Emag, haunted by unseen entities that torment him nightly. But when Jack succumbs to corruption, a new layer of the Abyss is revealed to him—a darker, more dangerous reality where the lines between good and evil blur. As Jack navigates this godless world, he must confront the demons that stalk him, the mysteries of his past, and the unsettling truth about the Abyss itself. Why was he spared when his world was condemned? What lies beyond the spatial fissures? And what happens when a forsaken soul seeks redemption in a realm where even God has turned away?

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.

Meet pimento, a young and vivacious girl with a captivating crush on the enigmatic Mayor May, “M-M” a stunning and powerful woman renowned for her beauty and wealth. Mayor May, still reeling from the devastating breakup with her ex-girlfriend and the tragic loss of two past loves, had resigned herself to a life of solitude, shielding her heart from future pain. But fate has other plans. Pimento’s innocent charm and radiant spirit unexpectedly disrupt Mayor May's carefully constructed defenses, sparking a tantalizing possibility: will May ever open herself up to love again, or will the ghosts of her past prove too great to overcome?"

He was never defeated. He was never sealed. He simply lost interest… A being so powerful that even gods erased him from history. A force so absolute that time itself refused to remember. But now, something has changed. The Forgotten One has stirred. His generals awaken. His decree is spoken. The gods—those who thought themselves eternal—tremble. But the end has only begun. ---

In the vast world known as Boundless Spirit, at the very heart of the land, lies the Jade Heaven Continent, the most spiritually abundant and central hub of cultivation. Yet, amidst this flourishing civilization of cultivators, competition, strife, and warfare run rampant. The Sacred Land of the Immortal Stream, one of the greatest holy grounds, stands at the southernmost end of the Jade Heaven Continent. This place, brimming with dense spiritual energy, serves as a gathering ground for countless formidable experts. Han Ming, an outwardly unremarkable young man, conceals a past shrouded in mystery. In his previous life, he was a scientist who was falsely accused and met an unjust end. However, fate granted him a new beginning in this world of cultivation, bringing along the memories of his past life. He was also born with the Sacred Radiant Body, a physique of divine caliber. By all rights, his family should have cherished and nurtured him. But reality was cruel... He was raised solely as a vessel for the ancestral spirit of his family. Upon uncovering the grim fate that awaited him, Han Ming meticulously devised a plan to escape, faking his own death to sever all ties with his clan and embark on a new life alone. With intelligence, resourcefulness, and unwavering determination, he managed to enter the Sacred Land of the Immortal Stream. Though he started from the lowest rank, his unparalleled talent and profound comprehension allowed him to steadily climb the ranks. Eventually, he earned recognition as a true disciple and was accepted into the Pure Radiance Peak. But tragedy struck... During an expedition in search of the legacy of a Great Emperor, the disciples of Pure Radiance Peak were utterly annihilated. Both the senior disciples and the former peak lord perished, leaving Han Ming who had been in seclusion as the sole survivor. As a result, at just seventeen years old, he was forced to take on the mantle of the Peak Master of Pure Radiance. With his path fraught with enemies and relentless challenges, just as he turned eighteen, a mysterious system that had lain dormant within him finally awakened... [Ultimate Master System has automatically bound to the host.] ……………. In this world, the cultivation system is divided into thirteen major realms: Qi Control, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Formation, Body Integration, Nirvana, Heavenly Cavern, Saint, Saint King, Saint Emperor, Half-Emperor, and Great Emperor. Each major realm is further divided into nine sub-stages.

On that night, as I walked aimlessly through the alleys with tears streaming down my face, I kept mumbling, “I hate my life, I hate my life, I hate my life.” I was so immersed in my self-wallow that I didn't realize how far I had wandered up the mountain until I tripped on a rock and landed on my right knee. “*Hissed* How do I walk back down limping?” I murmured into the silence, unsure of what to do next. Just as I was about to find my way back down, something caught my eye at the top of the mountain, just a few steps away from me. A flower was glowing there, radiant and mysterious, and I couldn't help but feel intrigued by its presence. I limped towards it, ignoring the pain in my knee, my gaze fixed on the flower as if it held the answers to my troubles. As I stepped closer, I heard a rustling noise behind the bushes. “Hello, is someone there?” I called out gently, but deep down, I figured it was just a rabbit or something. My attention remained on the flower, its beauty ethereal, enhanced by the full moon hanging in the sky. Just then, I felt an odd sense of courage wash over me, and I decided to touch the flower. As my fingers made contact, I was unprepared for what happened next: the flower's glow transferred to me, slowly causing it to wither away. “No, no, what did I do?” Panic surged through me as I tried to brush the glow off my body, but instead, it became even more blinding. Suddenly, I felt something leave me, and whoosh—I was lifted off the ground, emitting a fog-like glow as the world around me darkened. “*Gasp* Where am I?” I opened my eyes wide, darting them around in confusion, trying to make sense of everything. “Was it just a dream?” I wondered aloud, but everything looked so familiar; I found myself in my room, yet something felt profoundly different. I stood up, intent on freshening up, but paused when I noticed my fingernails—they were ash-colored and longer than before. I didn’t remember getting a manicure, so what was happening? I pushed those thoughts aside and stripped down to take a quick shower, but that’s when I let out a startled scream. A massive flower tattoo covered my back! “H—how? I didn't do this, right?” Confusion and disbelief washed over me, but beneath it all, a thrill of anticipation began to stir within me. What had transpired? What did it mean for the future? The events of that night felt like a catalyst for something far greater, and I couldn't shake the feeling that my life was about to change in ways I could hardly comprehend.

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm

In the iridescent tapestry of Halmosian, where the firmament shimmers with nebulous luminescence and the very air hums with the arcane whispers of forgotten deities, destiny entwines two souls as disparate as dusk and dawn. One, Aleeman Hakiman, a youth of no esoteric endowment yet of indomitable spirit, bears the mantle of teen commander of the Abjannas—warriors of resolute hearts and steely conviction. The other, Wei Yang Hong, a scion prince of the venerable Weng dragon clan, once a paragon of masculine ferocity, now ensnared in the silken chains of a cruel metamorphosis. Cursed into beauteous villainy, he sheds his former self and emerges as Shi Zhao Mei, a vision of ethereal allure, her vengeance as intoxicating as perfumed venom. Bound by fate’s inexorable decree, their paths converge at the Miracheneous Academy, a citadel of erudition and eldritch mastery, where Aleeman seeks knowledge to bridge the chasm of his powerlessness, and Shi Zhao Mei weaves her own enigma, a rose adorned with unseen thorns. Yet, beyond the confines of mortal intrigue, an abyssal spectre stirs—shadow-born abominations slither forth from the chasm of another world, their tenebrous tendrils grasping at the fabric of existence itself. Like a blade bereft of an edge yet held by a masterful hand, Aleeman must carve his legend not through sorcery, but through tenacity, wit, and the unyielding resolve of a commander who leads without the shield of supernatural prowess. And Shi Zhao Mei, a paradox of beauty and brutality, finds herself entangled in the dance of salvation, her past and present warring within as she sways between vehemence and valour. Thus begins their odyssey—a struggle against oblivion, a symphony of peril and promise, a battle where steel meets sorcery, where fate’s quill inscribes their names upon the annals of Halmosian.

A century has passed since the fall of the Eien no Bannin—a legendary clan of immortal warriors entrusted with guarding the will of the gods. Now, only one remains. Renzoku, a boy frozen in time, roams the world’s shadows, searching for the truth behind his clan’s destruction. Possessing the rare ability to manipulate and absorb shadows, he walks the line between man and phantom, haunted by the echoes of his past. His journey takes a turn when he encounters Eirene, a survivor of the Orithys clan, whose radiant power stands in stark contrast to his darkness. Bound by fate and tragedy, the two must unravel the secrets hidden in ancient myths, battle unseen forces, and confront the gods themselves. As enemies lurk in the light and darkness alike, Renzoku must ask himself: is he the last protector of the divine—or its greatest curse?

When five friends embark on a seemingly ordinary camping trip deep in the secluded woods of Buckingham, London, they expect nothing more than a weekend of adventure and friendly competition. To pass the time, they create a tournament filled with various camp activities. But as the competition heats up, their adventure takes a mystical turn when one of them stumbles upon a mysterious creature—a bird siren with feathers as radiant as the dawn. Their discovery leads them to the hidden City of Dragonia, a realm where magic flows like water and ancient secrets lie beneath every stone. Drawn into this enigmatic world, they find themselves standing before the grand gates of the Dragonia School of Magic. With no other choice, they register for the entrance exams, hoping to blend in while figuring out their next steps. Within the school's towering spires and enchanted halls, each friend discovers their unique powers and abilities. They delve into magical studies, unearth the school's mysteries, and learn of the city's complex history. Kidd, the story’s protagonist, soon realizes his journey is far from ordinary. As he digs deeper into Dragonia's history, he unravels shocking truths about his father and his family lineage. His curiosity is piqued by tales of legendary heroes and ancient dragon spirits, and he begins to awaken the dormant dragon powers within him. Each adventure brings him closer to his father's legacy, revealing more of the dragon spirits that lie within. Guiding them through their trials are Felix and Natalie, seasoned mentors whose wisdom and strength echo the mentorship of Lord Adrain. Felix, a master of illusion magic, teaches them discipline and strategy, while Natalie, who uses archery magic nurtures their latent powers. Their training is grueling yet enlightening, pushing Kidd and his friends to their limits and beyond. Throughout their journey, Kidd encounters powerful enemies and undertakes dangerous missions that test his courage and resolve. These adventures introduce him to a host of captivating girls, both within the school and beyond. His bravery and sense of justice win their hearts, creating a harem dynamic that adds layers of romance and complexity to his story. Despite the attention, Kidd's heart remains true to Anna, whose quiet strength and loyalty eventually draw out his deepest feelings. However, not all is well in Dragonia. As Kidd's power grows, so does the shadow looming over the city. King Fjord, the ruler of Dragonia, is revealed to be a cruel and tyrannical leader whose greed and hunger for power threaten to destroy the delicate balance of their world. Even Fjord's own son, Jean, sees the corruption and betrayal within his father's reign. Though Jean believes he is the rightful leader, his ambitions turn dark, leading him down a dangerous path. Kidd's final challenge is a battle not only for his own legacy but for the soul of Dragonia. Standing against King Fjord and Jean, Kidd is forced to confront the deepest truths about his family, his powers, and his destiny. The battle is fierce, with dragon spirits clashing and magic shattering the skies. Ultimately, Jean betrays his father, hoping to claim the throne himself. But his ambition blinds him, and he underestimates Kidd’s newfound strength. With the combined support of his friends, his mentors, and the powerful girls who have become his allies, Kidd triumphs. He defeats both Fjord and Jean, proving himself as the true protector of Dragonia. As the new Mage King, Kidd ushers in an era of peace and prosperity, honoring his father's legacy and forging a path to a brighter future.

After his dead, August found himself in the exact opposite side of the world from where he should have been. Bone-cold temperature was nothing to him. He had become an ascender. In the world where a giant mountain range separate its land into two. Both live in a different way. One adapts mysticism into their life, while one adapts it into their future. One who chose to warship their gods, while one works along with theirs. A magic and a technology must be balance. Are ascenders just a faithful worshipper of gods? Or they are a species evolved from humanity. What they know to their nature is little to none. Is their humanity worth the power they got? Updating every Wednesday and Saturday!

In a world where childhood bonds shape destinies, Aria, Rishant, Nancy, and Arsh have always been inseparable—or so it seemed. As they step into adulthood, the lines between friendship, love, and self-discovery blur, forcing them to confront truths they've long ignored. Aria, once the fearless protector, finds herself questioning where she truly belongs. Rishant, the heart of their group, remains oblivious to the storm brewing beneath the surface. Nancy, ever radiant, carries secrets behind her perfect smiles. And Arsh, the quiet observer, hides more than just his emotions. When unspoken feelings collide with harsh realities, they must decide—what is worth holding onto, and what must be left behind? Because sometimes, the hardest battles are the ones fought between us.

A side story for STRIFE. You get to witness the journey of the daughter of a legendary warrior who uses Annihilation as his weapon. Follow her journey as she grows up and matures through her experiences as a Goddess. Becoming something even greater than her parents before her as she travels through the Omniverse. Facing enemies of extraordinary caliber and putting a stop to the invading forces that come from beyond. She is the incarnation of Annihilation itself and a beacon of hope to all who follow the arts of Erasure type essence. A star that shines radiant within the verse, but for now. She just wants to enjoy her search for knowledge and have fun just like a child should.

Neko entered the world as a fragile soul, his delicate frame and frail constitution making him an easy target for ridicule. From the moment he could walk, whispers and jeers followed him like shadows. But amidst the cruelty, there was one unwavering light—his sister, Nakemi. With her bunny-like features, soft ears twitching at every sound, she stood as his fierce protector, shielding him from the world’s harshness. While others saw weakness, Nakemi saw strength in her brother, a quiet resilience that others were too blind to notice. The world itself was once ordinary, until the day an ancient god, seething with rage, unleashed a curse upon the land. The curse twisted reality, warping people into hybrids of myth and beast. Some grew wings, others sprouted tails, and a rare few were gifted with extraordinary powers. Chaos reigned as the mutated struggled to adapt, and monstrous creatures, born of the curse, roamed the land with a singular purpose: destruction. In the midst of this turmoil, Emperor Shang-hi rose as a beacon of order. He summoned all those who had been granted powers, forming an elite team to protect the kingdom. With their combined strength, he erected a colossal resistance shield, a shimmering barrier that safeguarded the land from the horrors beyond. His son, Prince Han, was among the chosen—a natural leader with a commanding presence and a power that radiated like the sun. He was tasked with leading the team, though his heart harbored a secret he dared not reveal: a growing affection for Neko, the frail boy with angelic wings and a quiet determination. Neko’s mutation had transformed him in ways no one could have predicted. From his back sprouted pristine white wings, soft as clouds and radiant with an otherworldly glow. A golden halo hovered above his head, and a third eye, mysterious and all-seeing, appeared on his forehead. Yet, despite these divine features, his body remained fragile, his strength limited. His sister, Nakemi, had become a nimble bunny-girl, her agility and speed unmatched, but her protective instincts toward Neko only grew stronger. When Neko joined the power sect, he was thrust into a world of rigorous training. Swords, bows, and other weapons became his daily companions. To everyone’s surprise, Neko showed an aptitude for the bow, his aim precise and steady, and a modest skill with the sword. But his teammates were far from kind. They mocked his slender frame, taunted his weakness, and dismissed him as a liability. Only Prince Han saw beyond the surface, his admiration for Neko’s quiet perseverance deepening with each passing day. As the team trained and prepared for the battles ahead, the threat of the cursed monsters loomed ever closer. These creatures, twisted and malevolent, sought only to destroy, their very existence a testament to the ancient god’s wrath. Neko, despite his physical limitations, carried a resolve that burned brighter than any flame. He would prove himself, not just to his teammates, but to the world—and perhaps, in doing so, he would uncover the true extent of the power hidden within his fragile form. The stage was set for a tale of courage, love, and redemption, where the weakest would rise to become the strongest, and where the bonds of family and loyalty would be tested against the darkness of a cursed world.

"What the fuck?! Kill God?! I get it but what's my reward?!" All Umbra ever wanted to do was to live a normal life, as a pseudo beggar and thief, prowling the streets of his new home, alongside his two friends. But clearly, Fate had other cruel plans in store for him. Umbra always knew that he was incredibly special in some way; he was some superlative magnet for bad luck. He'd thought that he could ignore all the quirky happenings by just fleeing from home. Umbra finds himself in a strange kingdom, worshipped and dreaded for bearing strange powers he know nothing about. Discovering yourself as the last descendant of a rare bloodline, famed for bloodshed and no existing shreds of humanity can be a tad unsettling. "Seriously...I beg to differ." But the worse is yet to come. Sure enough, a strange destiny is thrust upon him, an ancient decree passed down and misinterpreted to his previous ancestors. But in his turn, the prophecy is made pretty clear. To follow the path of Revenge and kill the most powerful being of all Time.

Olivia and Ella, twin sisters, find themselves in an unfamiliar world, a system ringing in their minds. Confused and frustrated, Olivia complains about the lack of cake, while Ella tries to remain composed. The system soon declares them the newborn Twin Gods, rewarding them with the absurd [Absolute Skill: Kneeling]. While Olivia sulks and dozes off, Ella seeks answers. The system reveals they are in the God Realm, within the God Seed’s Temple, awaiting their "family." Moments later, the sky shatters. Five celestial figures descend—radiant beings of immense power. At their center stands a regal couple, their divine presence undeniable. Three others follow—two young men and an excited girl who gleefully calls out, "Mom! My twin sisters are finally born!" Ella tenses. Olivia snores. And so, their chaotic divine life begins.

In a world where the Light rules with divine authority, darkness is feared and despised. The Radiant Order, a powerful faction of holy warriors, claims that only those who fight in the light can be called heroes. But Valen—a warrior once destined to join their ranks—sees the truth beneath their shining facade. The Order does not eliminate darkness; it only casts longer shadows. Valen, betrayed and branded a heretic, chooses exile over blind obedience. Clad in a tattered cloak, he disappears into the depths of the forsaken lands, where creatures of nightmare roam. But instead of losing himself to the abyss, he learns to wield it. He becomes something neither light nor dark—a blade in the twilight, fighting fire with fire. Armed with forbidden knowledge and the humblest dream—to protect those abandoned by the light—Valen takes his war to the shadows. He strikes from the darkness, breaking the chains of the oppressed, challenging the Order’s rule, and proving that heroism is not about where one stands, but what one fights for. But the deeper he treads into the abyss, the thinner the line between savior and monster becomes. Can he fight the dark without becoming it? And when the time comes, will the world accept a hero who never stood in the light?

Once, they reigned supreme over the Lunaris Kingdom: Nyara Goddess of Night, Kail God of Night, and their daughter, Iyla, the Child of Night. But two centuries ago, the cruel hand of humanity struck them down, shattering their celestial reign. Betrayal led to their demise, their divine essence scattered across Earth. Now, reborn and unaware, they live mortal lives, their memories lost to the ages. Nyara, a 24-year-old woman on Earth, bears a striking birthmark that mimics the night sky across her back and arms. This causes her to feel alienated from her family and the world, she always covers it up. A nagging sense of incompleteness haunts her, a void where a past life should be. Kail, now 25, carries a strange birthmark from his chest down his arm, a faint echo of his godly past. He walks a lonely path, disconnected from those around him, feeling a profound sense of loss, as if something vital has been stolen from him. In a secluded forest, a 5-year-old girl named Iyla was discovered as a baby in forest, abandoned and marked with radiant patterns from her shoulders to her arms. She resides in an orphanage, forever overlooked for adoption due to her unusual markings.