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Hollow Battlegrounds

Emerald Eclipse: War of the Cosmos

In a universe where the fragile balance between freedom and control is unraveling, an ancient power reawakens—the crystal, a relic of unfathomable energy capable of reshaping existence itself. Four cosmic factions, each driven by their own vision for the future, race against time to seize the crystal before their rivals do, igniting a war that will decide the fate of reality itself. The Luminaries, champions of justice and cosmic harmony, seek to prevent the crystal from falling into the wrong hands. The Kivuli, masters of shadow and manipulation, crave absolute control to enforce what they see as universal order. The Cosmic Command Collective (CCC), a ruthless machine of galactic conquest, seeks the crystal to cement their rule over all existence. And the Wardens, a rebellious force of outlaws and idealists, fight to break the chains of oppression, even if it means unleashing chaos. As these factions collide across the cosmos—from shattered worlds to celestial battlegrounds—ancient rivalries resurface, alliances are tested, and betrayals rewrite destiny. But as they inch closer to the crystal, they begin to realize that the true danger isn’t just each other—it’s the raw, unchecked power they seek to control. When the final confrontation erupts at the heart of the universe, the battle will transcend mere war. It will become a test of ideology, morality, and the very nature of power itself. As the dust settles, only one truth will remain: those who seek to shape the cosmos must first face the consequences of wielding creation itself.
AfroArc · 485 Views

Eclipsed By Fate

Eclipsed by fate Who remembers the ruin of a god? Who dares to chase what was never meant to be found? Noor—an enigma draped in silk, a storm without thunder, a shadow that bends the world yet leaves no trace of its touch. She is whispered of in corridors where power is traded like currency, yet no man holds her name, no past binds her, no hand dares to reach. She walks unclaimed, unseen, forgotten by design. But some things refuse to be buried. Some ghosts never rest. Sanlang, a man cast in golden light, sculpted into perfection, a deity in the eyes of the world—and yet hollow. Beneath the applause, beneath the worship, something stirs. It begins as whispers in the dark, fragments of a life he does not remember, a truth that gnaws at the edges of his mind. A gavel’s fall. A price too steep. Shackles too fine for a king. And in the abyss of his lost memories, she stands. Watching. Waiting. Who is she? A dream? A curse? Or the key to a something that should have remained untouched? He chases her like a man chasing the sun, believing himself the hunter. He is wrong. She does not run. She does not fear. She does not need to hide, for she knows—should he tread too far, should he step beyond the veil—he will find not salvation, not love, but the remnants of a god unmade. He who was never meant to remember. But now that he does, the only question that remains is this: Will Noor let him live with the truth? Or will she erase him as she did herself?
Nephthys_Selene · 83.5K Views

The Drunkard

A gripping supernatural thriller a legendary antihero, a deadly curse, relentless hunters, a dark mystery, and a moral dilemma. Readers who love dark fantasy, supernatural Westerns, or mythic horror will absolutely be hooked from the Story. Sneak Peak "He should have died a hundred times. But luck always rescued him. Now, that luck is fading, and the cost could be his soul." In Hollow's Bend, a town shrouded in fog, Elias Thorne is a man who ought to have died a long time ago. A drunkard, a gambler, a fighter, he lives life as if the world itself is inclined to his advantage. No blade has ever touched him, no bullet has ever struck true, and no tumble has ever left him broken. Luck, devil's bargain, people call it these things, but everybody agrees on one thing. Elias Thorne is untouchable. Or at least, he was. Whispers circulate of an amulet concealed under his shirt, a dirty, unpretentious necklace that vibrates with something inhuman. A gift? A curse? An obligation? Elias never bothered to inquire. Not until now. When a band of ruthless outsiders comes to Hollow's Bend, searching for the fabled charm, Elias is drawn into a game of death where his luck is no longer his own. They know what he holds. They know what it can do. And they know the secret he has denied for years… Luck isn't cheap. It's borrowed. And all debts have to be paid. Fleeing from merciless hunters and something much worse, a faceless, nameless collector who stalks in the mist and speaks in enigmas, Elias finds an unexpected friend in Selene, a woman with dark eyes and darker secrets. She is the only one who knows the amulet. Because she used to wear it. And she paid the price. Selene insists that there is only one exit: pass the curse on to another. Someone has to take it willingly, embracing the destiny that goes with it. It's the only way Elias can be free. But Elias has lived his life fighting, surviving, running from the inevitable. Now, he has to make the most brutal bet of all: his soul for another's. With each step, the shadows lengthen. The amulet is transforming him. The whispers are growing louder. Time is running short. And the Collector is arriving.
iandino_dinoian · 685 Views

Arcane mage in tower of chaos

The Arcane Ascension Sixty years ago, the Tower appeared on Azure Star, connecting humanity to countless other worlds. A place of monsters, treasures, and power, the Tower became both a battleground and a path to survival. Those who climbed it became legends—those who failed became forgotten. Leo Heart was just another ordinary teenager… until he died in a car accident and woke up in an unfamiliar body. Transmigrated into a world where strength defines fate, he discovers that he has awakened not one, but two classes—something unheard of in history. However, his joy is short-lived when he learns the truth: He has no elemental affinities. No inherited skills. No guaranteed path to power. Just when despair begins to set in, the system offers him a choice: merge his classes at the risk of the unknown. Taking the gamble, he is reborn as an Arcane Mage—a class that can master both magic and artifact creation, but only if he has the knowledge to do so. With no affinities, no ready-made skills, and an uncertain future, Leo must forge his own magic, craft his own weapons, and create his own path. His goal? To climb the Tower, find his missing parents, and uncover the mysteries of this world. But as he steps into the unknown, forces beyond his understanding begin to move. The Lord of Chaos watches from the void, ancient beings whisper in the dark, and the balance of power in the Great Void is shifting. Leo’s journey isn’t just about climbing the Tower anymore. It’s about rewriting destiny itself
Hero_0269 · 783 Views

REINCARNATED AS A MOVIE DIRECTOR

Vincent Caine, a washed-up movie director whose career collapsed under the weight of his own unfulfilled ambition, awakens in a void — a pitch-black theater where the only spotlight is fixed on his own sweating, broken face. The laughter of an unseen audience echoes around him, sharp and unnatural, twisting his pain into their entertainment. His memories are gone, save for a single truth: his name. A booming voice — equal parts ringmaster and executioner — congratulates Vincent on his "win." The prize? A new life. Not because of talent or purpose, but a simple roll of the dice. He is to inhabit the body of another heartbroken indie director, recently felled by a heart attack, his corpse held in unnatural suspension. As Vincent's consciousness spirals through the emerald vortex of his forced rebirth, the lines between performance and reality blur. The faceless crowd’s laughter follows him like a haunting score. Memories that are not his begin to surface — the indie director’s unfinished scripts, his fears, his distant relationships. But Vincent’s own past remains a blank canvas, gnawed at by a presence that seems to slither through his mind. What awaits him in this new life is more than just another chance at directing — it's a waking nightmare of fabricated success and lingering failure. Every interaction feels staged, every relationship like a hollow performance. The question isn't just who Vincent will become in this borrowed life — it's what dark hand is pulling the strings behind the curtain, orchestrating this surreal second act. And the ever-present, unnatural laughter? It never stops. Because the show must go on.
Agnes_12_Rens · 205 Views

Visfall: Reborn as The Child Exile

[2025 WSA Entry] Deep in the heart of Vyrandia, where bloodlines dictate worth and magic defines fate, a child is born. But he is born with nothing. No Vis to shape the world. No gifts to mark him as blessed. A hollow vessel, empty and powerless. A disgrace to his father’s bloodline. And so, he and his mother are cast out—left to the mercy of the cold. But as his life slips away, something stirs in the silence. Something buried. Something forgotten. When he awakens, he is no longer just an exiled child. He is something unnatural. Taken in by the Wardens, the last remnants of an ancient order sworn to maintain balance between the mortal and spirit worlds, Ravenn is thrust into a reality far beyond what he ever imagined. The world is fracturing. Monsters of old are rising. Forgotten truths surface. And within him, a power unlike any other begins to awaken. As the Wardens send him on missions—to cursed villages, ancient libraries, and forgotten civilizations, each filled with whispers of the past, and the horrors coming—Ravenn begins to uncover the fractures in the world’s foundation. The echoes of something ancient call to him, pulling him toward a fate entwined with forces long thought extinguished. But he is not the only one searching, not the only one burdened with purpose. There are others—hunters and allies alike who have waited for his return, gods who fear what he might become, and enemies who will do anything to bury the past he is destined to unearth. Because to them, some echoes are best left buried. But for him, every echo will rise.
MoncaiMango · 4.8K Views

Bloodstained Sovereign

In the penumbra of a fallen empire, **Lucien Valefor** walks alone, his shadow stretching across broken lands that once knelt before his bloodline. The last scion of the Valefor dynasty moves through the twilight realm between vengeance and despair, each footfall a testament to promises whispered in the dark. "Memory is the cruelest blade," he murmurs to the night, his voice carrying the weight of a thousand silenced screams. "It cuts deeper than steel, leaving wounds that time refuses to heal." The betrayal that stripped him of his birthright lives within him now—not as a wound, but as a companion, intimate and ever-present. His **Nyx Ascendance** pulses beneath his skin, darkness coalescing around his fingers like liquid obsidian. This power, born of sacrifice and suffering, is not merely wielded—it is experienced, a symphony of shadow that resonates with the hollow chambers of his heart. "They believed death would silence me," Lucien contemplates, watching the darkness dance between his palms. "But in death, I found a truth they fear to face—that endings are merely thresholds to more terrible beginnings." The moon bearing witness to his soliloquy casts silver light upon the scars that map his journey—each mark a verse in the epic of his fall and inevitable rise. His enemies sleep behind walls of stone and privilege, dreaming peaceful dreams of empires built upon his family's ashes. "The architecture of revenge requires patience," he tells the stillness around him. "Each moment of their false security is a stone in the monument of their eventual ruin." He is not the prince they remember—that man perished in the bloody theater of their betrayal. What returns to them now is something hollowed and hallowed by suffering, a vessel filled with purpose so pure it transcends morality. "I do not seek justice," Lucien acknowledges, his eyes reflecting landscapes of yet-unfought battles. "Justice implies balance, and some scales can never be balanced—only shattered and reforged." In the distance, the spires of his ancestral home pierce the horizon like accusing fingers. The throne that awaits him is no longer merely a seat of power but an altar upon which he will sacrifice those who believed him conquered. "They will learn," he whispers to the approaching dawn, "that nightmares do not fade with waking. Some terrors follow you into the light."
luc1lfer · 2.1K Views

"Their Queen, Their Captive"

Sophia's life was never hers to control. Born the daughter of a powerful mafia boss, she became a pawn in a game she didn’t agree to play. To solidify alliances, her father sealed her fate—marrying her off to not one, but three ruthless mafia leaders. Each man more dangerous than the last. For them, Sophia is a trophy—a prisoner they blame for their shattered lives and broken hearts. Her new husbands had to sacrifice everything, their former loves abandoned for power, leaving nothing but resentment and cruelty behind. Now, their shared home is a battleground, soaked in tension, hatred, and secrets. But Sophia isn’t just a pawn. She’s a spark ready to ignite. Beneath the scars, she harbors a silent rage—a plan to break free, to turn the tables on the men who claim to own her. Yet even amidst their toxic obsession and possessive cruelty, the lines between love, lust, and loathing blur. How far will Sophia go to reclaim her life? How long before her captors realize the woman they imprisoned is becoming their queen? In a world of blood, betrayal, and desire, who will be left standing when the game is over? Reverse Harem with a Dark Twist: One woman married to three mafia leaders, exploring toxic relationships and intense power struggles. Strong, Resilient Female Lead: Sophia evolves from victim to queen, reclaiming her power. High-Stakes Mafia World: Themes of revenge, betrayal, and survival drive the story’s tension. Blurred Morality: A provocative blend of obsession, hate, and forbidden desire that challenges traditional romance dynamics.
Secret_Girl_2121 · 11.6K Views

He Who Cuts Fate

In a reality where fate governs all, one being was never meant to wake. Severence was a name long lost to time, a figure buried so deep in history that even the gods dared not speak of him. Yet, despite their efforts, he has awakened. Not by fate. Not by design. But by something else. He remembers everything. The battles he fought. The gods he defied. The moment he took up The Unmaking, a weapon that does not kill but erases. The war that should have ended with his existence vanishing forever. And yet, here he stands once more. Whole. Alive. Awake. But he does not know why. Cast adrift in a multiverse of endless worlds—where heroes wage war, where gods weave their schemes, where titans clash and destinies are written—Severence searches for an answer. Every world recoils at his presence. Every being, mortal or divine, whispers his name in terror. Every force in existence seems desperate to deny him the truth. Something woke him. Something brought him back. But why? From the burning battlefields of the Holy Grail War to the war-torn realms of gods and monsters, from futuristic dystopias to cosmic battlegrounds—Severence walks the path beyond fate, seeking the answer hidden even from him. And with each world, the whispers grow louder. "He has awakened." "The blade that unmakes walks once more." "Even the gods cannot escape its cut." Severence simply tightens his grip on The Unmaking. Let the gods tremble. Let the universes break. He will carve his own path—until he finds the truth. A/N:**The art used for the cover is AI generated.** A/N:**All other characters except the OG belong to their respective creators.** **This is a fanfic**
SEVERENCE · 2.4K Views
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