Dcuo Patchwork Themyscira

Witness the destruction of Salva. Will the silvertongued patchwork princess find the treacherous man who's acts of war and aggression foreshadow who he could be as a king or will she marry him and doom them all? This is the story of how one girl's love destroys her family's empire and leaves a monster on the throne, but in the process manages to save the world. For there is no victory without sacrifice.

Aiden’s world is torn apart when a catastrophic explosion devastates his city, separating him from Lila, the love of his life. Awakening in the surreal Otherworld, he learns that this realm is a patchwork of destruction and despair, where the fragments of things lost in the real world converge. At its heart lies Yggdrasil, the great tree of life that connects all worlds and timelines, threatened by the corruption of the Core—a manifestation of imbalance, rot, and despair. Guided by Sylva, a luminous being tied to Yggdrasil, Aiden wields the quill-sword, a weapon shaped by his imagination. Tasked with restoring balance to the Otherworld and reuniting with Lila, Aiden joins forces with Rowan, a fiery and skilled warrior, and Kieran, a stoic and loyal protector. Together, they face the Core’s shadowy agents, powerful manifestations of fear and despair that seek to corrupt Yggdrasil’s roots and spread their influence across all worlds.

Aether is a patchwork of realities, stitched together with the coarse threads of fate. The High Ones feast on floating islands, flouting the laws of gods and men. The Low Ones rot in the stench of the underbelly, dreaming of a breath of fresh air. Between them lie countless layers of existence, where magic intertwines with despair. Into this chaotic world steps the Unknown. His face is hidden beneath a cowl, and in his eyes burns the cold fire of the Abyss. He is no hero, no savior; he is a catalyst for change, ruthless and hypocritical. The Unknown seeks no followers; he is a solitary figure. He wanders Aether, sowing the seeds of knowledge, but not out of noble intent. His gift is a curse, a trial that breaks the weak and elevates the strong. He asks for no payment, but the price of his lessons is blood, sweat, and tears. He whispers the secrets of the universe into the ears of the outcast, but cares nothing for their fate. He is a spark that can ignite the flame of hope or burn everything to ashes. The story begins with Kael, a young thief from the underbelly who overhears the Unknown conversing with a spirit. Words laden with ancient magic and forbidden knowledge ignite within him a spark of ambition. He begins to stalk the Unknown, seeking to glean his secrets. But the Unknown is no teacher in the conventional sense. He does not give lessons; he creates situations in which his "students" are forced to learn to survive, adapt, and overcome. Kael becomes an unwitting witness to the Unknown's actions, seeing how his "gifts" alter the destinies of others, shattering the old order and giving rise to new chaos. He realizes that the Unknown does not strive for balance; he craves destruction, the rebirth of the world in the fires of the Abyss. And Kael, intoxicated by the power that newfound knowledge grants him, becomes a part of this chaos. Kael's path intersects with others who have also been "blessed" by the Unknown's touch. Some descend into madness, others become tyrants, and still others become martyrs. Each of them is a tool in the Unknown's hands, a pawn in his game with reality. And Kael must decide who he wants to be – a pawn or a player. "Coldfire" is a story about the price of knowledge, the dark side of power, and how even in the most ruthless chaos, there is a perverse beauty. It is a story not of heroes, but of survivors, not of salvation, but of transformation, not of light, but of the cold fire of the Abyss that consumes all in its path.

Noble young master Dark Demon finally recalls memories of his past life during the sorting ceremony at the Duel Academy. He realizes he has been reincarnated into a world that is the ultimate patchwork Galgame. In this game, he is the ultimate villain—the Demon God of the Seven Deadly Sins! Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, Lust! Once any of these seven indicators exceed the critical value, he will irreversibly transform into the Great Demon God! In the St. Marian Era, where demons are extinct and the Demon King slumbers eternally, no heretic can survive! "Eh? So as long as I don't become a Demon God, I'll be fine?" Avoid arrogance, impatience, anger, and ignorance.

who doesn't like a good revenge thats taken in the most comedic way?

David's life is a patchwork of shadowed memories and broken whispers, a canvas painted with the bruises of his past. As a child, the haven of his grandparents' home became his refuge, a lighthouse guiding him away from the storm of his early life. But the scars run deep, etching a map of fear that leads him into the wilderness of his own mind. Enter Sarah—her smile, a dawn of new hope; her presence, a melody that soothes the cacophony of David's internal chaos. With her, David tastes the sweetness of joy long-forgotten, his world awash with newfound color. Yet, happiness is a horizon ever fleeting; when his grandmother's death shatters the calm, David is plunged once again into the abyss. The bottle becomes his silent confidant, the numbness a cruel solace. Time warps around him, a mocking echo of stability he yearns for. In Sarah's shadow, paranoia blooms—a thorny vine wrapping its deceit around his thoughts. The spiral tightens; reality fractures. David stands on the precipice, gazing into the void where reality and delusion meld and warp. His life, a tightrope walk between sanity's edge and the depths of madness. Can David navigate the labyrinth of his own psyche and emerge into the light, or will the darkness claim him in its silent embrace? This is not just a love story; it is a descent into the very heart of human fragility—a tale of one man's harrowing odyssey through the mind's darkest corridors in search of the elusive sunrise of peace.

Third Elysium ดาวที่มีลักษณะเป็นทั้งดาวเมกะเอิร์ธ,ดาวรูปแบบโนนยูคลิเดียนและดาวตัดแปะซี่งเป็นสถานที่ซึ่งทุกตำนาน,ทุกประวัติศาสตค์และทุกวรรณกรรมที่เป็นสมบัติสาธารณะมาบรรจบนั้นและนี่คือเรื่องราวของตัวเอกทั้ง 3 คนในการศึกษาหาความรู้ในโลกที่แสนอันตรายแห่งนี้

Years after Tragedy struck, young Au'd Kn'k abandons his tribe's ancestral valley home to venture beyond the mountains, only to discover the true nature of his world -- a fragmented reality, a patchwork universe.

Short stories made by a collection of writers with each person alternating every sentence. Authors involved are listed at the end of each story in the author's note.

Extract from SOAPY WATER, section 1, chapter 13: "and she is stricken with sickening glee in a work of patchwork innards, of both machine and human remains."

"That time I got reincarnated as xxx", "Kicked out of the party for being xxx, but I'm actually xxx", "Slow life xxx", it's always that one character and their comrades that get the spotlight. Always victorious, always building a harem, always becoming a human-turned-god. It's getting stale. Why do they get the privilege to be the absolute strongest? Why do things always work out so perfectly for them because they got hit by a truck? Why does the Demon Lord want to destroy the world? How do a bunch of high schoolers suddenly stomach the act of killing? It's all the same old story, with marginally different endings. So what if we changed something? Welcome to Patchwork.

It's 2035 The Multiverse is broken, and around 2025 a calamity hit the earth, in the form of portals to dungeons, labyrinths, and entirely new worlds and dimensions spread around the globe. A percentage of humanity awakened as "Players" or "Hunters", imbued with magical energy and a system, they became the protectors, explorers, and celebrities of the new world. A young teenage boy from South America called Lucas, a gamer and professional beta tester, decides to use his skills to master the system and explore this new world.

Imagine, for a moment, you die. This is an unfortunate thing, but you managed to get lucky and draw the lottery ticket of Reincarnation! Woo! Isekai Dreams, right? But, get this, you aren't some Legendary Hero or Cheat-Swordsman, you don't even get a unique skill- You just get some scuffed serf class like "Farmer" or "Writer"... Well doesn't that suck! Well, it'll be fine. Even if people can already do those things, you can just do it better, so you can make one hell of a killing! Yeah, this'll be a relatively easy life- *thunk* *thud* A journey to live in a world where you're already dead.

In a dark, mystical realm ruled by the ancient Ebon Wraithlord, David, an ordinary man with extraordinary potential, is thrust into a brutal struggle for survival. Armed with a unique system that transforms resources into power, he must navigate treacherous battles and forge precarious alliances as he uncovers dark secrets and faces unimaginable threats. Will David master his newfound abilities and uncover the truth behind his summoning, or will he be consumed by the shadows that surround him? ------------------------------------ 3 Chapters every week Chapter Length after chapter 15 will be 1000+ - No romance (Will he even be able to find one love interest. Read and find out) -System whose origin is explained later on -All inconsistencies with system store will be addressed by a large patchwork story arc later on (I think it is better this way) -MC will be in moral conflict for some time -And much more...

In the mystical world of Alura, the continent of Ishtrahl stands as a beacon of diversity and beauty. From the frozen reaches of the Nuarthlaen peninsula to the sunlit shores of the Elysian Sea, the land is a patchwork of cultures and peoples, each with its storied history. Amidst this splendor, the continent has witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations and through the ages. This story unveils the tale of a young man, and his war with fate, in this everchanging world. Is he a great hero, the champion of the gods? Or a great sinner, one who defied the will of the gods? Only time will tell.

Anna bolted upward, clutching the patchwork quilt to her chest. Shudders wracked her body as she gulped in deep breaths .Shudders wracked her body as she gulped in deep breaths. She buried her face into the old familiar blanket, reaching for any kind of comfort. The last wispy layers of the nightmare faded, but her skin crawled with residual fear.She slept on a too-soft mattress that occupied an eleborate bronze frame. Across from he bed , a white marble hearth hoised a low-burning fire. She glanced at the rose - covered wallpaper and elehant mahogany trim frowned . Where the heck-oh yeah. Silver Creek. Cripes. She took aa deep breath to still the poundng of her heart.A terrible ringing thrummed in her head.

In a desolate land where arid winds whispered tales of forgotten dreams, a small community struggled to thrive amidst the barrenness that surrounded them. The earth, cracked and parched, mirrored the hardships etched into the faces of its inhabitants. Yet, within the dusty remnants of what once flourished, there lingered a tenacious spirit, a refusal to succumb to the desolation. Amidst the muted tones of the landscape, a resilient group of individuals cultivated a garden of hope. Each seed planted carried the weight of a collective dream, a shared vision to transform the barren into a sanctuary of life. Their hands, calloused and weathered, bore witness to the struggle against nature's indifference. As they toiled, the monotony of the barren canvas gradually gave way to the vibrant strokes of green defiance. In the heart of this struggling oasis, a storyteller emerged—a custodian of memories and dreams. With every tale woven, the barrenness seemed to retreat, if only momentarily. The stories became the lifeblood, nurturing the spirits of those who dared to believe that abundance could rise from the ashes of emptiness. The storyteller's words, like raindrops on a thirsty land, sparked the imagination and fueled the determination to transform their world. As seasons passed, the once barren land became a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. A patchwork of color replaced the monochrome desolation, and laughter echoed where silence once reigned. The community, once bound by adversity, now stood united in the triumph over barrenness. Through collective effort and unwavering hope, they had carved a vibrant tapestry out of the desolate canvas that once defined their existence. In the end, the story of transformation transcended the physical landscape. It became a parable whispered in the winds—a reminder that even in the harshest terrain, life could emerge from the depths of barrenness. The journey from desolation to abundance, marked by the indomitable will of those who refused to surrender to the arid fate, became a timeless tale etched into the very soul of the land.

The floating isles of Zephyria play host to a cast of characters as irreverent as the galeways they navigate. Behold: The Gusty Gem, a patchwork airship held together by an aged rigging and a mismatched quilt for a balloon. At the helm (or in his chair) is Captain Barnabus Boulderbeard, a skydwarf with more billowing brown hair than experience leading a crew (note: Barnabus only has red hair). His crew is a delightful menagerie of misfits who keep coming back for more: Amafrey, the effervescent adventurer with a spirit guide and narcissists for parents; Lireal, the celestiamancer whose command of celestial energy is used almost exclusively to torture the Captain; Larry, humanity's mistakes coalesced into one weepy 'wizard' who has a hiccup or three in his delivery--but not to worry--he'll always try to fix it himself, just in case you thought anything good was gonna' happen today. Finally, we have Slimmy: an enigmatic, feydust-fueled jester whose quips and quirks are never going to lead to a satisfactory character arc, but hey! If he won't listen to the author, he can just keep hallucinating his way through life! As they navigate the perils of Zephyria and each other, the crew must contend with challenges that range from the professional (deciphering Lireal's navigation jargon) to the meta (exorcising a possessed toy airship). Their misadventures are a testament to the power of friendship, quick wit, and my Vyvanse kicking in.