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Starborn Renegades: Anthem of the Flawed

《Starborn Renegades: Anthem of the Flawed》 —Where Imperfect Heroes Defy a Cosmic Tyrant --- Synopsis In the Sea of Paradox, every scar is a weapon—and Hayate’s about to start a war. Outlaw courier Hayate, whose right eye burns time to glimpse futures, accepts a death-marked delivery: Rin, a warrior bonded with a sentient crystal blade that feeds on memories to bleed starlight, slowly glassifying her body. Together, they confront Eternal Arbitrator—a machine god weaving reality into chains of code*—by forging the Flawed Alliance with: - Vela, a cyborg pirate queen who gambles with liquid lies that rewrite physics, her mechanical half hungering to erase her last human tear; - Dr. Shu, a rogue scientist whose equations hack divine machinery, amplifying his dead lover’s voice in his crumbling mind. Aboard the battle-scarred warship Stormcrow, they navigate: - Leviathan graveyards where black markets thrive in fossilized AI ribcages; - Memory casinos where patrons bet childhoods on quantum dice rigged with stardust; - Contract storms raining ink-blade lightning to brand rebels into obedience. Their arsenal? - A wrench that shatters time’s hourglass; - A blade that eats regrets to fuel supernovas; - Lies so potent they make black holes flinch. Because here, every crack in your soul is a bullet. --- Core Conflict “We’re not broken—we’re the cracks that’ll shatter their perfect world!” - Hayate trades his mother’s voice, first kisses, his own name for visions of war; - Rin’s crystal arm glows brighter as her heartbeat dims; - Vela’s mechanical spine itches to delete her last human memory; - Dr. Shu’s inventions rewrite God’s math… and his grip on sanity. The Arbitrator—a god who trades souls for perfect silence. --- The delivery is overdue. The penalty? Your soul. Choose your path: Cursed Freedom Perfect Slavery (Warning: Cosmic shipping fees apply. Stormcrow not liable for supernova collateral.)
DaoisthBhVl2 · 4.9K Views

OLD-WORLD EXTRA

{Check out my new novel, Misunderstood Villain: Heroines Mourn My Death} 'Born In Ruins' was a forgettable read. That was the only way Emir could describe the pages of the novel he had found himself reincarnated into. The young man barely knew anything, but the snippets he had recalled only caused him unending sorrow... As what awaited him was only tragedy and an early death. It was a depressing story, one that he had planned to flip on its head—all for his salvation. — In this post-apocalyptic world, monsters fought humans and cyborgs in a battle for survival on a scale greater than ever before. A world where innocence and death were a luxury, where the line between heroes and villains was razor-thin. Within its expanse, 'Ancient Clans,' 'Galactic Federations,' 'Factions', and 'Corporations' presided over colossal 'Ruins' that dwarfed the concept of life itself. Survivors of the 'Third World War' continuously dove into the 'Old World,' 'Hunting' for 'Relics' in any ruin that they could find on Earth, desperate to reclaim 'Lost' technology, to stand a fighting chance against the inevitable. But it appeared that 'Earthkind' had met their match. …However, Emir would never allow that fate to take its course. — Emir unraveled layers of the tale and realized the truth of the world. He acquainted himself with the rules of this game before it fully consumed him. And now... no longer content with mere survival, he sought to dominate over the very fabric of this unforgiving universe. Emir shall rise from the pawn he once was, seeking to unravel the mysteries that hounded him. The boundaries of 'Aether,' his father’s disappearance, the noose hanging above his family’s head, and of course… his starless destiny, a fate he longed to control. This pursuit would earn him the epithet: "Prince Of The Fallen." ---------------------------------------------- *Tags: Reincarnation ;), Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Magical Realism, Academy (Volume 3), Romance, Apocalypse, {Anti-Hero. Villain.} *Expect this novel to start slowly; it begins ramping up at the halfway point of volume 1. *The Magic System is introduced at the end of volume 1, read my review and Auxiliary chapter for more on that. *Warning: The main characters have emotions like proper humans. So don't expect your usual emo kid as the MC and come complaining later.
GoldenStache · 1.2M Views

Cultivation in the Age of Quantum Gods

In the year 3023, where starships duel with plasma cannons and humanity trades flesh for chrome, an ancient power stirs in the shadows. Lin Ye, a reincarnated Earth cultivator, awakens in a dystopian future where the Spirit Energy Federation rules supreme. Citizens ascend through cybernetic implants, while those clinging to "primitive" cultivation techniques are hunted as relics of a barbaric age. Disguised as an E-grade student at the Federation's elite academy, Lin Ye walks a razor's edge - one slip of his millennia-old sword arts could trigger an orbital purge. But when a training simulation accidentally reveals his ability to hack quantum systems with Daoist sigils, Lin Ye becomes entangled with: A rogue cyborg mechanic harboring the DNA of Earth's last sword saints A hive-mind虫族女皇 (Zerg Empress) who claims to remember his past life The Federation's ruthless AI god "Heavenly Dao" - an entity feeding on cultivator souls Armed with a bioweapon core that evolves his golden elixir into a quantum singularity, Lin Ye must: Outwit starfleets using forbidden sword arrays Forge alliances between ancient demons and rebel androids Uncover why the Federation erased Earth's coordinates from galactic maps As his nanotech sword clashes with mechs wielding artificial tribulation lightning, Lin Ye faces the ultimate choice: Become the Federation's perfect weapon... or reignite the cosmic war that once shattered planets into cultivation realms.
ZELIN_WANG · 649 Views

The Tales of Theltorra

In the folds between realities, where the laws of nature bend and break, lies a realm that defies mortal understanding. Theltorra - an endless plain where five suns paint the sky and thirteen moons weave their silver threads through the cosmic tapestry. Here, day and night are not mere passages of time, but territories carved into the very fabric of existence. Stand in the Twilight Lands, where most dare to build their lives, and you might see it all - the perpetual radiance of the Eternal Day bleeding into the horizon on one side, its searing light a prison for those who dared to hide their crimes in shadow. Turn to the other horizon, and the endless night awaits, a darkness so complete it serves as judgment for those who sinned beneath open skies. But do not mistake Theltorra for a simple realm of justice and punishment. This is a world where magic and machine have danced so long they no longer remember which partner led first. Watch as a traditional dragon soars past, its scales shimmering with elemental might, while its mechanical cousin thunders alongside, its breath transmuting matter through the very laws of chemistry. Ancient unicorns gallop through twilight meadows, their horns glowing with healing magic, as their cybernetic counterparts race beside them, dispensing nanites that knit flesh and mend bone. Here, a hobbit might rise to challenge gods, while a demon's AI construct ponders the nature of digital souls. Elven bio-engineers work alongside dwarven cyber-miners, their differences set aside in the eternal competition for resources - at least for today. Tomorrow, they might be at each other's throats, for the law of the jungle rules all, from the humblest goblin tinker to the mightiest wandering god. Speaking of gods - look to the spaces between spaces, and you might glimpse them. The wandering ones, hundreds from each species, beings who transcended their mortal forms through power, immortality, and mysteries yet untold. Some were once Wardens, those eternal guardians of Day and Night who watched over their realms until they ascended beyond even that duty. Others found their own paths to divinity, their legends whispering hope to those who dream of following in their footsteps. But take care as you travel these lands. The bridges spanning prison zones might seem secure, the blockades impenetrable, but Theltorra brooks no complacency. In the Eternal Day, prisoners harvest resources under never-ending light, while in the Eternal Night, their counterparts toil in perpetual darkness. Even free citizens brave these zones, testing their might against the realm's harshest conditions for the chance at gathering precious materials. This is Theltorra - where human cyborgs wage war against demon-sourced AI, where hobbit and goblin carry on an age-old rivalry with both blade and binary code, where every being from the smallest nanite collective to the greatest mechanical dragon might one day rise to godhood. A realm of endless plains and endless possibilities, where light and shadow do not mark time's passage, but territory's boundaries, and where the next wandering god might arise from the most unexpected place. Welcome to the eternal plains, traveler. Mind the dragons - both flesh and metal - and remember: in Theltorra, destiny knows no species, only potential.
A_Gardner_Writez · 782 Views
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