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Carl Squared

The vengeful God in another world is me?! Wasn't it just a game?!

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image
FereliX25 · 31.8K Views

Half me and half...

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.
Inemin · 113.8K Views

In Another World as a…Bus Driver?

Benjamin Taklaw, a Filipino high school student who dreams of being a bus driver like his father, got killed by Truck-kun. He thought his life would be over, and his soul would be in the afterlife. But, he was given another chance to live his again, this time, as a bus driver in…a fantasy world? He literally woke up on a bus in another world as a young bus driver. Grasping on that opportunity, he, as a 16-year-old boy and bus driver named Russell May, is now living his new life in a new strange world, filled with monsters and magic. Along the way, he took in a snow village girl named Azalea, a low-ranked adventurer named Adrian Paulton, who was betrayed by his hero party in a dungeon, and a pair of twin dragon girls, Rai and Ria. They are now his new party and family. Together, they traveled the world through routes, picking up passengers of different races and socioeconomic backgrounds and dropping them off at their destinations of different kinds. Also, he discovered that he wasn’t alone in being reincarnated in that world: he was part of a class of creatures known as Renad. That group has different backgrounds of their previous lives, different ways they died, and best of all, different abilities, skills, and even equipment. And also, the fantasy world will have evil entities and an organization named the Square Order of the Squirrel, whose primary goal is to free the demon king, Malarka, from the seal that sealed him 1,000 years before.
Roxas0702 · 117.5K Views

DANGEROUS LOVE : WHO DID IT?

In "Dangerous Love," two characters who seek freedom and revenge meet in the face of humanity. A tempest of blood-shedding arises when they collide as a couple. When Jackson was five, he developed a tumor in his brain that doctors said was caused by his parents' neglect. Walter and Susan Walters—a much-admired couple who spent most of their time on work rather than focusing on their son—were forced to take care of him full-time after the diagnosis. They spent a lot of money trying to treat the tumor by flying him abroad, but it did him no good . When he turned twenty, gaining admission into the university marked a significant turning point in his life. About a year later , his father was killed in an airplane crash . The family was torn apart by what happened. Cassandra the maid,—who was also an orphan after her parents passed away but had a better relationship with them than Jackson did with his father before he died —was the only person that Jackson looked up to following his father's demise. When Mr. Walter died, the business world of the Walters faced many challenges—so much so that Mrs. Walters felt compelled to fly back home in order to finish what he had started and focus on her son's happiness Before Mrs. Walter left for her trip, she made sure that Cassandra was also accepted into the same college as her son had wished for. MATILDA CASANTRO , the biggest girl in the college, made repeated attempts at winning Jackson over, but Cassandra's arrival caused Matilda to lose her cool among peers. As Cassandra charms her way into Jackson’s life, strange accidents begin to unfold, and suspicion falls squarely on him. Torn between his growing feelings for Cassandra and the chaos surrounding him, Jackson begins to uncover dark truths about her—and about his own family’s past. But when the true killer is revealed, the lines between love and betrayal blur. Together, Jackson and Cassandra must decide: will their bond save them from destruction, or is their connection too dangerous to survive? In Dangerous Love, trust is a weapon, and the truth can be deadly.
Ayo_Bammy · 1K Views

The Shadows of Fate

"You can outrun many things, but fate will always find you, like your shadow in the light." . In the heart of Washington D.C., mafia heir Vaughn Volkov is on a mission that takes him far from the sun-soaked streets of California. The bustling city, with its imposing monuments and corridors of power, is a far cry from the palm-lined avenues of his home. Vaughn, however, is not one to be easily intimidated. His piercing blue eyes and commanding presence turn heads wherever he goes, a reminder that beneath his polished exterior lies a man accustomed to danger and control. Vaughn's path crosses with Eliza Monroe, a seemingly innocent college student whose gentle demeanor masks a resilience forged from her own turbulent past. Eliza, with her kind heart and determined spirit, is an enigma. She spends her days buried in books at the library, her nights working part-time to make ends meet. Her brown eyes, often hidden behind a cascade of dark curls, hold a depth that Vaughn finds both intriguing and unsettling. Their first encounter is anything but ordinary. Vaughn watches, intrigued by her fearlessness and the fire in her eyes. "You're not like the others," he remarks later, cornering her in the quiet corner of the library. His voice is a low, dangerous purr that sends shivers down Eliza's spine. "And you're not just the student here," she retorts, meeting his gaze with a mixture of curiosity and caution. "What do you want from me?" Vaughn's lips curve into a slow, dangerous smile. "Maybe I just want to get to know you." Despite her reservations, Eliza feels a strange pull towards Vaughn. His presence is intoxicating, a blend of danger and allure that she finds hard to resist. As they spend more time together, Eliza begins to see glimpses of the man beneath the mafia heir. Vaughn, too, finds himself drawn to Eliza in ways he never anticipated. Her kindness, her strength, and her unyielding spirit ignite something within him that he thought long buried. Yet, as their connection deepens, the shadows of their pasts loom ever larger. Vaughn's family business, shrouded in crime and violence, is never far from his mind. His enemies are ruthless, and his association with Eliza puts her squarely in their crosshairs. Eliza, too, harbors secrets. The dark forces that have shaped her life threaten to consume her, and Vaughn's world only amplifies those dangers. As their worlds collide, they must navigate a treacherous web of intrigue, passion, and forbidden desire. But with danger lurking around every corner, will their love survive, or will they be torn apart by the shadows of fate?
Sunshinek11 · 38.9K Views

SOVEREIGN OF THE ETERNAL THRONE

(Action);(Rebirth);(Supreme); (Overpowered); (Own Developed Cultivation Method/System); (Invincible); (Unrequited love); (Calm); (Hot Blooded); (Avenue Power); (Ultimate Physique); (Devouring Power) (Many more will be added later.) ********************************** (Average words per chapter is around :- 1500 words to 2000 words) ********************************** In the world of cultivation, where strength is fate, destiny bends for nothing-except power. The story went a little different in the case of Qiangu Qitian, a young man hailing from Earth, carrying burdensome baggage in the form of regrets from the past life, thrown into an ancient universe-one which only the strong lived and prospered in. Qiangu Qitian could only vaguely remember the novel about cultivation that he read in his previous life, and his body was weak; it's tough for him to get accustomed to this perilous world. He thus forged in iron the Technique-an entirely new and unique refinement cultivation process, cell by cell, of his very being. Without any teacher or master to bring him through, Qiangu Qitian forged his way to eventually reach the top in this world's first big step in the hierarchy of cultivation: the Blood Forging Realm. Just as he came into his own with the surge of new strength, destiny had in store for him a cruel twist of events. While basking in the glory of this success, some mysterious, malevolent creature appeared, drawn to this achievement. This unknown force consumed the essence of a very rare and powerful physique Qiangu Qitian had awakened in such an innocent manner and left him to his death. His body was weak now, lifeless, thrown aside like some tool he no longer needed, to warn against cruelties of this world. But nature is full of its own rules, and fate is not so easy to tell. Qiangu Qitian went against all odds as his frail body was once again claimed by life forces. Stripped of the powers he struggled so hard to gain, with his awakened physique stolen and his essence sapped, on the brink of despair, he sat. But Qiangu Qitian was no ordinary soul. Qiangu Qitian was that young introverted but ambitious man who dared to disobey his father so he could pursue his dream. That resistance against the man who had given him life is what now burnt up his spirit like an all-consuming fire. If he could, in his eyes, square up with his father to pursue his ambitions, no god, no force of heaven, no unknown entity was ever again going to stop him from success. An indestructible will, burning in a restless heart, a determined soul to have back all that was taken from him and to surpass at least the one who snatched what was his from the very start. Led on by a wish for revenge and a search for identity, Qiangu Qitian embarks on an adventure at every turn of which draws him along a path curtained with mystery, with secrets to date forbidden techniques reveal to him, and most especially with unseen potentials within. While his body may be weak, his spirit burns brighter than ever. Refining the Cellular Tempering Technique to unimaginable heights, Qiangu Qitian rebuilds his cultivation anew, unleashing a potential that even his adversaries could never have foreseen. On his journey, he finds that strength is not a matter of power but of resilience, adaptability, and bravery in the face of a world that seems to want to bring one down. In a world full of sects fighting for supremacy, ancient clans guarding their legacies, and forces behind the scenes pulling on the strings of fate, Qiangu Qitian's journey takes on the meaning of not only survival but also redemption. He refused to be a victim of circumstance or a chess piece of someone else's game. His journey is a story of unyielding man's will who refuses to let his destiny get stolen.
ANCIENT_LORD · 4.6K Views

From DEMON to TRASH: The rise of Demonic Emperor Zhiyun

In a world filled with deceit and treachery, Huang Zhiyun, the second Demonic Emperor, once placed his trust and affection in a child he considered his own. Yet, what he believed to be his greatest bond turned out to be the very poison that led to his downfall and ruin Consumed by betrayal and driven to the brink of self-destruction, Zhiyun welcomed death’s embrace. But just when the darkness closed in, an unknown being intervened. “It would be a shame to let someone as intriguing as you simply perish,” it murmured, a wicked, formless smile stretching across the void. Awakening in the frail body of a crippled child, Zhiyun found himself back at square one. But weakness did not frighten him—armed with vengeance and unshakable resolve, he vowed to climb back to the top and exact brutal retribution on those who had wronged him. “Yuzhe, Celestial Kings… wait for me. I will show you the true meaning of suffering.” Yet, as Zhiyun treads the path of vengeance, he begins to confront truths he never anticipated. The fragility of mortals… “To think I can die just from hunger, interesting…” The complexity of human emotions… “Am I poisoned? Why is my heart beating so fast?” And the profound meaning of the Dao… “Elder, please make me your disciple.” Will Zhiyun reclaim his throne and fulfill his thirst for revenge? Or will his journey lead him to uncover something far greater than power itself? Follow the rise of a ruthless Demonic Emperor as he is reborn—not only to seek vengeance, but to face a challenge he never foresaw: the hidden truths of the world and the uncharted depths of his own soul. ———— Authors note: Hi mina saaannn! so happy to be here! this is my first official book. I technically dont have any goal in writing this novel, I just want to get them out of my head or else ill go crazy crazy ahahaha … xD Anyway! im not very good in making a summary and book cover so please excuse me. I hope this does not discourage any of you to read the book and give it a shot. Thank you! :D
PineappleAri · 8.4K Views

Ascension of the Goddess of Decay

Hello, everyone. If you're reading this, you may have read my other stories. I'm starting this one as a bit of a "getting back into it" story. (The synopsis will be further down) Both stories I've written will continue in the near future. (I have to re-read them because I've experienced a massive bout of memory loss.) Apologies for those of you waiting, but I had unavoidable circumstances that impeded my writing experiences. The cover isn't mine but it's been lightly photoshopped. If you want it taken down, tell me. (Signed by Author on April 25th, 2023) Anyways, time for the synopsis: Lia was a simple girl in her previous life. Well not really, considering she was the hit woman for the largest mafia organization that operated within the United States. Over the years, her exceedingly high kill count, and overall success rate was something to be afraid of. Her personality was something akin to pure confidence, bordering on arrogance. She dealt with people the same way she did her enemies. By ruining their lives in the most horrific ways. IE: Setting them up for FBI investigations, having their houses repossessed by the government, or even having them framed for a serious crime. Lia was someone that no one wanted to ever cross. If you did cross her, you might as well have signed your own death certificate! That was until she was smacked in the head by a falling piano. While following through on a hit, no less! I mean, come on! A piano?! that's unfathomably crazy. Well, despite getting hit by a literal piano, she still managed to finish the job. But the very next day, she choked on a sandwich and nearly died! Her luck seemed to have literally bottomed out. This "streak of bad luck" had continued in her life for years! Literal years! She had come so close to dying so many times that she was genuinely confused as to how this could happen to someone! From falling down a flight of stairs to nearly breaking her neck during a cartwheel (despite having so much experience that she could do them with her eyes closed.) Lia had experienced so many near-death experiences that she had become entirely immune to the weird circumstances happening around her. Eventually, the bad luck did catch her. She was minding her own business, walking through the streets of Seattle when a coin rolled across the ground and tripped someone else, who dropped an umbrella, which she tripped over. Her fall had her land directly into the flow of moving traffic. She was then hit by a small square-body pickup truck. It had a small sticker of a smug smiling face attached to its front bumper. Lia had died because of what was essentially a coin. A coin had actually managed to kill a human being. Not just any human, but one of the most feared people within the US. Warnings for all readers: -This novel will (at some point) contain lesbian sex scenes. -System tag doesn't mean in the most literal way. (you'll find out more if you read it.) -This may become a Yuri harem novel (haven't decided.) -Will contain very strong LGBTQ+ themes
Rhasha_Trulin · 175.9K Views

For Vengeance, I Ascend Once More

[Warning: This novel can get brutal and has some some R18 scenes which you will be warned of at the beginnings of the chapters] ....... What is existence? It is divided into two Spaces. The Mortis, where one can find Worlds. The Immortis, where one can find Realms. Both divided by a boundary that keeps the two separate. However, as vast as this world is, only a single individual's story is relevant. A man who rose from the depths of a dark society in the Mortis and ended up being a symbol power, prosperity and fear in the Immortis. Revered and respect by experts of all realms of power. He was granted a title to acknowledge him as a powerful expert. A King. However, there’s a saying in the Immortis. ‘Like the Mobius of Birth, one’s life always comes back around with all the vile darkness one thinks they’ve left behind.’ The man who had become a King, lost everything to a cycle that came to bite him in the back. Betrayal. Everything that he built. The wife he loved. The children he raised. All of it was lost. He returned to square one. Back to the Mortis, where he began. Join him on his journey to ascend again. His fury is not abated. He wishes to tear down his enemies for they did. The traitors for their betrayal. Will he rise alone? Will he follow the same path as the last time? Will he overpower his enemies? Find out in the story of a dark King. The King of.... ......... "You are rage." As he said so, he slashed down with the sword, his arms not quite able to bring down the sword in a perfect slash. However, it was a slash nonetheless. It was clumsy, but it was fine. The young man raised his arms and grasped his sword above his head again. "You are pain," he said as he slashed down with a better steadiness that made his slash look a bit more elegant. The look in his eyes turned colder as the evening breeze brushed past him. Before him was not the sea or the moon or the stars. There was the face of his enemies as they dared to bring to ruin all that he had built. "You are fear," he said as he brought down his sword again, its rusting blade showing nothing of the magnificence a sword should bear. What was the True Way of the Sword? It was to cause bloodshed. It was to cause pain. It was to cause sorrow. It was to tear away families from their fathers, husbands, children, mothers. Every weapon was forged to cut down a life. Whether it was to protect or not. A life would be taken by the silver blade as it slashed down. The bulky man in the forge, hammering away at the heated metal would seek to make a sword stronger and sharpen it afterwards so it wouldn't fail to behead a foe. A sword's purpose and instinct was to kill. "You are torment!" The young man slashed again with all his might, his slash being a silver light could be seen as it was lit in the night. "You are war!" He lowered his stance as he felt the sword slice through the air seamlessly. "You are madness!" The sword blew a bit of the sand on the shore as he swung down. "You are destruction!" he said as he slashed. 'I will walk this path again. It has worked for me before and it will continue to work now,' he thought. He slashed again. 'None shall remain standing when I return to the Realms above.' ........... Cover is not mine....credit to artist..
Shade_Arjuun · 45.3K Views
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