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アルファ:敵の娘を手に入れる

アルファ:敵の娘を手に入れる ###### 警告! -ダークロマンス- 「なぜ傷跡があるの?」突然、アイリスは話題を変え、ケインの目を見つめながら言った。彼女は依然として彼の袖にしがみついていた。 「お前の父親がつけたんだ」とケインは答えた。アイリスが目覚めた時、この会話を覚えていないだろうと思った。 「とても痛かったでしょうね」 「ああ、痛かった」 「傷跡は治りますか?」 「治らないと思う」 夜は確かに人を脆弱にし、昼間なら決して認めないようなことを口にさせる。暗闇は心を柔らかくする。 「残念ね。あなたは温かい魂を持っているのに」アイリスは少し眉をひそめた。 「俺にはもう魂なんてない」彼は民の自由のために魂を売り渡したのだ。今の彼には何も残っていない。 「いいえ、あなたには魂があります。でも、とても苦しんでいる」アイリスは瞬きをした。「あなたの獣が苦しんでいる。たくさんの傷跡があるわ」 「俺の傷跡は顔にあるだけだ」 アイリスは弱々しく首を振った。「顔のことを言っているんじゃありません。魂のことを言っているんです。残念ですが、あなたはとても苦しんでいる...私の父と兄があなたにしたことは、きっととても辛かったはず...」 そして、アイリスは目を閉じ、眠りについた。 ====================== 彼女は、彼の家族を殺し、パックを焼き払い、民を奴隷にしたアルファの娘だった。 今、彼は10年間奴隷として扱われ、誰も想像できないような生活、地獄のような生活を送った後、復讐を遂げた。 10年後、アルファ・ケインは、彼の民の生活を死よりも悲惨なものにしたアルファを倒し、支配権を奪った。 今こそ、アルファの子供たちに、父親のしたことの報いを受けさせる時だった。 ただし... アイリスは劣等種で、父親とはまったく違う人物だった。
i_want_to_sleep · 49.1K Views

WAR AMONG KINGDOMS: VOLUME ONE

In a time when kingdoms rose and fell under the weight of ambition and betrayal, War Among Kingdoms weaves the intertwined fates of rulers navigating political intrigue, familial conflict, and the chaos of war. Set in a richly imagined world inspired by the golden age of West Africa, the story begins with the Kingdom of Benin under the reign of King Akenzua, who seeks to restore peace to a fractured realm scarred by his father’s conquests. The tale shifts to Prince Nehikhare, a boy raised on tales of vengeance by his grandfather, King Akhigbe. Consumed by the desire to reclaim Benin’s dominance, Nehikhare secretly amasses followers and wages brutal raids against neighboring kingdoms, ultimately defying his father’s peaceful reign. When his rebellion is discovered, Akenzua banishes him, but Nehikhare’s survival and transformation into King Nehizena soon threaten the fragile stability of the region. At the heart of the story is Queen Nosaze, Akenzua’s daughter, who ascends the throne after her father’s death. Determined to protect her people and uphold her family’s legacy, Nosaze emerges as a formidable leader, forging alliances to defend the western kingdoms from a masked invader. Her journey becomes intertwined with King Sonni of Gao, an estranged ally harboring his own grudges, as they unite against a shared threat. As Nosaze and Sonni confront mounting challenges, rumors surface linking the masked invader to Nehikhare, shaking Nosaze’s resolve. The story crescendos in battles of epic proportions, including a brutal duel between Sonni and the ruthless King Piye, and the eventual confrontation with Nehikhare’s empire. Themes of loyalty, ambition, and the cost of vengeance drive the characters as they fight for survival and redemption in a world teetering on the edge of collapse.
Carlsentity · 16.2K Views

I Turned Filthy Rich Just By Sleeping With Women?!

Lao Chen was just an old, underpaid security guard in a rundown apartment complex, living a miserable life under a stingy, ungrateful boss. His wife left him, his daughter wanted nothing to do with him, and poverty was his only constant companion. In the end, death came in the form of a drunk driver, leaving him broken and forgotten on the cold pavement. But fate wasn’t done with him. In his final moments, he prayed—desperate, pleading to any deity who would listen. And someone did. The God of Wealth and Love took pity on his wasted life and granted him a second chance. Wake up again as Zhao Yiming, a 25-year-old gambler and alcoholic drowning in debt with nothing but a good face and a strong body to his name, he was given the Affinity Money Maker System—a mysterious power that let him gain wealth and influence by forming relationships, whether as lovers, friends, or even enemies. Before he knew it, he had stumbled his way into unimaginable riches. But things never go as planned. One moment of recklessness—one affair with the wrong woman—led to an unexpected murder. Now, the system has thrown him onto a new path: King Without Crown. In which that route brings him to the deep and dirty secret his landlord has been hiding and his connection with the land mafia, Zhao Yiming is faced with an impossible choice. Will he claw his way to the top and become the billionaire he was meant to be? Or will his second life end behind bars, just as tragic as his first?
DarkCat_Sorcery · 304K Views

Elves Are Sleeping Beauties

I like text-to-speech so I'm giving a shot at present tense second person writing to lean into a listener's POV. Enjoy! I use Sonia en-GB for the narrator at 1.2 or 1.5 times speed. Might want to read this part, I kind of left it out the story by making it the synopsis by accident lol. Tavern doors never close on the festive dockside. Traders, settlers, wanderers, and outlaws gather, drawn by the excitement of the New World. The air smells of smoke, salt and sweat, sails catch wind beside steam locomotives' whistles and pistons, each vessel either arriving with strange goods and stranger tales or departing with the thunderous farewells. You step aboard one of them, another spirited adventurer in the crowd, and spend months at sea from docks to coasts, continents to isles, to steam across a windless sea under an endless night sky. When sunlight hits your deck once more, it reveals the New World's waters, like pouring paint into the void. You see the distant sails in the harbour of a forested continent and cheer with the exclamations of waking passengers upon seeing the continent, name pending, no sovereigns and no laws. The landing of all those visiting from the Old World, a boiling pot of all kinds of cultures with each person's distinct flavours of friends, enemies, grudges and dreams. Without hesitation you leave it behind and vanish into the forest, wanting simply to dedicate your life to exploring the interior of the continent. How surprising is it when you found that the elves are all sleeping beauties! Capture them all! Hahahahahahahaha!
lostatlas · 6.4K Views

Citizen Among the Stars- I have a system that lets me make ships?!?!

The sky over Karvess was the color of rust. Thick, swirling dust clouds hung low over the scrap fields, coating everything in a layer of fine, red powder. Jagged heaps of broken metal stretched as far as the eye could see, the discarded bones of an age long past. Somewhere in the middle of it all, a boy named Grant sat atop a gutted transport hull, staring up at the vastness above. "Same old sky," he muttered, running a hand through his dirty blond hair. "Same old nothing." It had been six years since he'd been left to fend for himself, abandoned in this wasteland of shattered starships and forgotten tech. Six years of scraping by, salvaging parts to trade for food, dodging scavengers meaner and hungrier than he was. But today was different. Today, his life would change forever. A sharp hum filled the air, making the fine hairs on the back of his neck stand up. His hands, buried in the exposed circuitry of a wrecked cockpit, tingled as the old display flickered to life. Then, a voice spoke. -System activated- Hello, user. I am the Star Navigator System. I am at your service. Grant froze. His heart hammered against his ribs. This wasn’t just any old ship AI. Star Navigators were rumored to be relics of the Pre-Imperial Era, capable of piloting ships faster and smarter than any modern system. This... this could be his way out. "Star Navigator System?" Grant echoed, his voice barely above a whisper. Then, a slow grin spread across his face. "Huh, maybe I can get into the Academy with this... Or even, create an army!" The screen pulsed with light, scanning him, assessing. Somewhere in its code, something shifted, acknowledging him as its new pilot. And just like that, Grant's future stretched wide before him—wider than the skies, wider than the stars themselves.
hizzage · 3.4K Views

Isekai’d as a Useless Support Character (But My Slime Loves Me)

In the sacred kingdom of Elysera, under a sky blessed by twin suns and songs of angels, the Great Holy Ritual of Summoning was finally completed. A blinding pillar of light exploded at the center of the Grand Cathedral. The High Saintess Seraphiel, a woman of divine beauty and infinite patience, stepped forward with grace. Beside her stood the Female Chosen One, a young warrior with a silver sword and an expression sharp enough to cut demons. The light faded, revealing their long-awaited savior. The Male Chosen One. But what emerged from the divine light… was not what they expected. A young man in ragged pajamas, holding a manga in one hand and mumbling something about “panty shots,” stood blinking in the holy chamber. "HOLY CHOSEN ONE!" Seraphiel announced, her voice echoing through the stained glass halls. "Yo," said the man, scratching his butt. "Wait, is this… an isekai? SWEET! Are there elves?" Seraphiel, maintaining her saintly calm, bowed slightly. "Brave one, your destiny is to defeat the Demon King and save our world—" Before she could finish, the Male Chosen One turned and locked eyes with the Female Chosen One. Then—without hesitation—he lunged forward and tried to lift her skirt. Time seemed to slow. A hush fell across the cathedral. SLAP! The sound echoed like divine thunder. THWACK! A well-aimed kick launched the pervert into a stained glass window featuring the image of a benevolent angel. He crashed through it and landed in the holy fountain. "B-BUT THAT’S HOW IT STARTS IN THE MANGA!" he sputtered, coughing water. The Female Chosen One, glaring, muttered, “That’s the Demon King, right? We summoned the wrong guy.” Seraphiel pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “...Perhaps fate has a sense of humor.” And so began the chaotic journey of a very perverted "hero", a holy saintess barely holding it together, and a Female Chosen One who seriously considered joining the demon army instead.
Amonger · 1.1K Views
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