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The Black Hermit

In the World of Humanity, people praise their own selfish needs, desires, and wants. They worship only their own greed for power and control. They seek luxury and comfort in their lives, without doing any hardship. Their survival is dependent on those who provide them this all. Not completely, but enough make these people to chant their names. They understands the reality of this world. They know what needs to rule these insects. The world seems to be beautiful if it is looked from outside, but deeply, it is corrupted with the darkness to the very end. No one escaped it, everyone just silenced themself and accepted it as their fate. This is the reason why they suffer, and the evil is ruling without any problem. Yet, there is someone who doesn't like to live in this way. He can't ignore the fact that he's being ruled by some evil power. He stands out and raised his head against the world itself. Aren, not so old by age, but has a mind of a saint, and lives a life as a vagabond. The people call him a Hermit. He travels different nations, kingdoms, towns, and villages, searching for the meaning of his life. He also observes the world around him, and understands the things no one else could. The world has unique set of powers, wonders, and experiences that he wanna live fully. He don't wanna die without knowing the true meaning of his life. Later on his journey, he'll also find some people that he call his friends, teachers, and rivals. His Journey will not stop to this planet alone. He may travel to the different realms as well, which may put him danger. Aren got his philosophies of life, he follow his own path and defies the world views on it. He only believes what he feel is right, not what is front of him. Through his whole life, he experience variety of people and situations which may change his perspective of everything. The world may praise a false God, but he won't. He will fight the false figure if have to. Not to prove his power or ego over something, but to reveal the truth. A mere human, out of billions of people, challenges the one that no one ever imagined. No special clan, no super power, no assistance, it's just him. He don't know where and how he'll end, he knows that he won't die as a slave at all. He's born free, he lives freely, and he'll die with freedom. This is the life of a boy that defies the absolute power and control, raise his head among the world, and transforms into something unimaginable. The life of freedom, solitude, and honor. This is the life of "The Black Hermit".
MrMorrato · 10.8K Views

Transmigrated As An Extra In The Novel I Love And Hate

The room was dark, illuminated only by the dim glow of my laptop screen. My eyes burned from hours of reading, but I refused to stop—after all, tonight was the night. The final chapter. The grand conclusion of Sovereign Ascension. I had spent years following the protagonist’s journey. Watching him grow from a nobody to a god-like figure. Fighting through war and killing even gods. Collecting powerful artifacts, rare bloodlines, divine blessings, and, of course, the most beautiful women imaginable. Yet, as I read the final pages, my fingers curled into fists. “…No way.” I scrolled back up, reading the last few paragraphs again. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” The so-called “Final Battle” was a joke. After hundreds of chapters of buildup, after overcoming impossible odds, after being handed every possible advantage… the protagonist lost. And not just any loss—he died in the stupidest, most ridiculous way possible. A trap. Not a god-tier strategy. Not an overwhelming enemy. Not some cosmic revelation. No. He walked right into a trap that even a child could have avoided. “Are you stupid!?” I yelled at my screen, my voice echoing in the silence of my room. “You had every opportunity! You had everything! How did you mess this up!?” I buried my face in my hands, groaning. And the ending… Oh, the ending. Instead of some great twist, some world-shattering revelation… it was a rushed epilogue about how the world moved on. The protagonist’s harem of goddesses, princesses, and saints just cried for a while before moving on with their lives. And the worst part? The guy had never even treated them right! All those beautiful women, and the only thing he ever thought about was sex! No genuine relationships, no emotional depth—just a walking cliché with zero personality, how the hell does someone write something this stupid , no relationship building nothing. “How is that fair!?” I grumbled, rubbing my temples. “If I had his talents, his luck, his damn plot armor, I’d have done a thousand times better than that idiot.” "Fuck this novel and the stupid protagnaist" I sighed, closing my laptop. It wasn’t worth getting so worked up over a novel. Still, I couldn’t shake the frustration. “…If I was in that world, I wouldn’t make the same mistakes, I made in this life.” With that final thought, I collapsed onto my bed, exhaustion taking over.
Reaper_Is_Alive · 73.7K Views

THE BLACK AGE

Genre: Dark Fantasy / Supernatural Thriller Tone: Gothic, Introspective, Violent, Mysterious Setting: A fractured world where the mystical and mortal coexist in a fragile truce, post-cataclysm. Centuries ago, a celestial event known as “The Rift” opened a gateway between the mortal realm and the Veil—a dimension of raw magic and forgotten horrors. In its wake, humans mutated, evolved, and interbred with supernatural creatures. In a crumbling world where ancient pacts once kept order between vampires, werewolves, witches, revenants, and other mystical beings, those fragile lines are shattering. The Age of Balance is gone. Now, a deeper darkness stirs beneath the surface—a forgotten power long buried is clawing its way back into reality. The story follows Aeron Vale, a revenant with fragmented memories; Elara Nyxis, the last scion of a powerful witch bloodline with ties to a realm of dream and prophecy; and Riven, a half-werewolf, half-something-else hybrid whose true nature is barely restrained. Together, they become entangled in a rising war between factions: The Crimson Conclave (they are a collection of ancient vampire lineages that once formed the ruling elite during the last age of balance). The Pale Synod’s Ember Paladins (holy warriors hunting down the corrupted). The Eclipsed Moon Order (a cult-like faction dedicated to lunar mysticism). The Hollowed, whose godlike patron seeks rebirth. The Faeblood Courts, eerie, ancient, and politically manipulative. Themes & Twists: Memory vs. Identity: Can you trust who you are if your memories are lies? Cycle of Betrayal: History repeats—unless someone chooses to break the loop. Moral Ambiguity: No faction is purely good or evil; survival has twisted all of them. Reality vs. Illusion: Faeblood magic distorts time and memory—what the reader believes is real may not be.
FranklynBoateng · 13.8K Views
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