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Spatial Supremacy

Five thousand years after the arrival of the light poles that divided the human and demon races, the barrier provided by them suddenly began to grow weak. This made it possible for the demons to momentarily cross over to the human side, reigniting the war between the two races. The demons thought they could easily overpower the humans just like they did five thousand years ago, unaware that things were different this time. Catching the demons off guard, the humans were able to get the upper hand this time, punishing the demons for underestimating them. However, things did not end there as the war carried on for centuries with the demons now taking them seriously. It has now been ten thousand years since the light poles appeared on earth and the war between both sides was still ongoing. Both sides were quite desperate to override the other, but with their strength being almost equally matched, it wasn't an easy feat for either side. However, the humans were aware that they were the side with more losses, and their strength was showing signs of diminishing. To make sure the world in which their families lived was safe, a lot of people would leave for the frontline never to be seen or heard from again. This was the case with Erian Slade who saw his father leave when he was just five years old, never to be seen or heard from again. Unable to get a satisfactory answer from his mother about his father's whereabouts, Erian decided to go find his father himself. However, finding his old man was easier said than done, there were steps that he had to complete first. One of the steps was getting into one of the most prestigious academies in the world known for only training gifted and talented people. Somewhat talented he was but being gifted was something far from him. While his mates had broken through level ten and were heading to fifteen he was still stuck at nine with little hope of breaking through.
Mel_Lerion · 819 Views

The world of killing gods and the sharingan

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.
DaoistPe0USa · 12.9K Views

Blood Of Ōtsutuki

Born of a celestial bloodline, raised in the heart of Konoha. Sent to Earth as a child to escape the brutal civil war of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, he was taken in by Uzumaki Mito and hidden among the shinobi of Konoha. Mistaken for a half-Hyūga due to his strange chakra and eyes, he embraced the misunderstanding, living in the shadows of his true identity. But as he grew stronger, the weight of his lineage became impossible to ignore. When he develops a unique technique—an evolution of Yamata no Orochi, transforming his obsession with knowledge into a path toward an information-based existence—he takes his first step toward awakening the dormant power within him. With each battle, he inches closer to reclaiming his heritage, refining his chakra into something never seen before: an Ōtsutsuki bloodline of his own creation. Yet the path to ascension is fraught with danger. As his power draws the attention of Madara Uchiha, Danzo, and even the unseen hands of the Ōtsutsuki beyond the stars, he must navigate a world that fears and covets his abilities. With allies like Orochimaru, Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Sakumo Hatake at his side, he sets out to unify the ninja world, unravel the mysteries of chakra itself, and prepare for the looming war against the celestial invaders. But power alone will not be enough. To carve a future free from the cycle of destruction, he must become more than a warrior—he must become a leader, a creator, and the first of a new kind of Ōtsutsuki. The question is… will the world be ready?
Atish_Tiwatne_4284 · 20.5K Views

Fate Dark Side of Betrayer

More than any dagger, treachery tears. Once the respected Commander of the High Guard, Arden Solis knew devotion like a second skin until the day it was torn away. Driven from the one home they have ever known, Arden follows those she once guarded, accused for treason and thrown into exile. The Council chose earlier its scapegoat. Arden is portrayed as the orchestrator of a horrible attack on Eldermire using fake documents, false witnesses, and carefully thought out conspiracies—forgotten proof. Still, the real genius lurks in the background and pulls strings from the highest degrees of power. Arden is left without direction, hence he creates a strained relationship with Kellan Veylan—the only person who understands the depths of the dishonesty but also the one who may have begun it. Their shared history twists in love and heartbreak, trust and deceit. Kellan says he is innocent, having been put up just as Arden was. Arden could, however, believe him or is this another game of dishonesty? As they find the truth, the two fugitives are trapped in an ancient prophecy—one that outlines a cycle of betrayal spun directly into the fabric of Fate. Two betrayers, one designed to rise and the other punished to fall. Eldermire's deadliest danger is not the one they expected; the more he investigates deeper Arden finds: The debate really goes beyond simple fairness. It goes for override of Fate itself. Arden now needs to choose whether to fight for vengeance or flee the fate destined to catastrophe. But for those who dare question Fate, she has never been kind. In a world where trust is a luxury and betrayal is inherent, how one might escape a destiny already written in blood?
JaxonSteele · 2.9K Views

The billionaire's omega wolf bride

Lenora Maen always dreamed of finding her fated mate. As heir to the White Stone Pack, she was raised to believe the mate bond was sacred—an unbreakable connection blessed by the Moon Goddess. She imagined love, devotion, and a future ruled side by side. She never imagined being abandoned. During her mother’s memorial, her heat triggers unexpectedly, sending the pack into chaos. Unmated wolves lose control, instincts overriding reason, and just as she thinks she’ll be claimed against her will, a black wolf appears from the shadows—powerful, dominant, and utterly unstoppable. He defends her. Claims her. Binds them together in an unbreakable bond.After one night, he was gone—leaving her bonded to a ghost, trapped in a connection that burned hotter with every passing day. Her mate was out there, living as if she didn’t exist. For six months, she searched, only to find him in the last place she expected—a billionaire CEO, a man of wealth and power, completely unaware of what he is. Cameron Anderson has everything—money, influence, control. He built an empire with ruthless precision, untouchable in the world he created. But when a silver-haired woman storms into his life, claiming he belongs to her, his perfect reality begins to crack. Visions of forests and wolves. A pull he can’t explain. A fire he can’t extinguish. He doesn’t believe in fate. He doesn’t believe in wolves. But the bond doesn’t care what he believes. And neither does Lenora—because she kidnaps him. He is her mate. Whether he accepts it or not. Now, he wakes up in White Stone Pack, forced to face a world he never knew existed. A truth buried deep in his blood. A woman who refuses to let him go. Will he stay willingly, embrace the bond and the pack that could become his home— Or will he leave her behind once more? - Updates twice a week.
Sofie_Vert01 · 3.9K Views

THE HALF-BLOOD CROWN

Aeliana’s body tensed, every instinct urging her to flee, but her legs refused to obey. The weight of Kaelion’s presence pressed down on her chest, as if the air itself bowed to his will. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay upright, to meet his gaze with whatever scraps of courage she could muster. She wouldn’t let him see her fear. “Step forward,” Kaelion ordered, his tone smooth but unyielding. Her jaw tightened. The part of her that was human screamed to fight, to run, but there was a faint hum beneath her skin—a whisper of something else. Something fae. It stirred like a forgotten memory, pulling her feet forward against her will. She stopped only a breath away from him, her chin tilted defiantly despite the trembling in her limbs. Up close, the king was even more overwhelming. His features were carved in sharp, perfect lines, his mismatched eyes glinting with an intelligence that saw too much. He wasn’t just cruel; he was calculating. A predator who enjoyed the chase as much as the kill. “What are you?” Kaelion asked, his voice soft but dangerous. He reached out, his claw-tipped fingers brushing the edge of her hood. She flinched, and his lips twitched—a hint of amusement at her reaction. “I’m no one,” she bit out, her voice steadier than she felt. “Just a thief.” “A thief?” he echoed, his fingers catching the edge of the hood. With a single motion, he pushed it back, exposing her face to the moonlight. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder, their perfect features twisting with disdain. Kaelion’s eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her. “No one, indeed.” He took a step closer, his presence enveloping her like a dark tide. “And yet… there’s something about you. Something familiar.” Aeliana’s heart pounded as his hand moved, fingers brushing the curve of her jaw. His touch was light, but it burned like fire, sending a shiver down her spine. “I should kill you for your insolence,” Kaelion said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But there’s a… curiosity to you. A defiance I rarely see.” His lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think I’ll keep you instead.” “Keep me?” Her voice cracked as anger flared, momentarily overriding her fear. “I’m not some pet to be claimed.” Kaelion’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, imperious glare. “You misunderstand, little thief. I’m not offering you a choice.” Aeliana’s stomach twisted as he raised his hand, his fingers glowing faintly with dark energy. Before she could react, a pulse of power shot through her, wrapping around her wrists like invisible chains. She stumbled, her knees buckling, but the magic held her upright. “You’ve entered my city, stolen from my people, and dared to defy me,” Kaelion said, his voice echoing with authority. “Your punishment will serve as a lesson to all who think they can do the same.” “And what punishment is that?” she spat, struggling against the bonds. Kaelion leaned in, his face inches from hers. “You’ll serve me,” he said, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Body and soul. Until I decide you’ve earned your freedom.” The crowd gasped, their whispers growing louder as the king straightened. Aeliana’s blood ran cold as she realized the full weight of his words. This wasn’t just about punishment—it was about control. And she was at the mercy of a man who had none. “Take her to the palace,” Kaelion commanded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll decide what to do with her later.” The soldiers moved to obey, and Aeliana felt herself being pulled away, her body still bound by the king’s magic. As they dragged her through the streets, the crowd parted, their beautiful faces filled with a mix of fear and contempt. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this be the end. She wouldn’t let herself be another victim of Kaelion’s tyranny. Somewhere deep inside her, the faint hum of power stirred again, stronger this time.
KENNYWROTEIT · 4.4K Views

System Nemesis

Between the howls and wails, the screams and cries of women being raped, and the villagers being eaten and butchered like cattle, there was a middle-aged man who was desperately running away while yelling his lungs out. ''Why.... WHY!!! YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKERS!!!'' His clothes were in tatters and marred in blood, with his body being barely able to function. His state was simply beyond recognition. As for where he was running to... It didn't matter... He just wanted to flee the hellish scene that was unfolding behind him. His remote village, the one he had lived in his entire life, was now a fiery beacon illuminating the night. ''Whyyyyy areeeeeee youuuuuuuuuu runninnnnnnnnnnng awwaaayyyy froooooom usssssssss?'' Terrifying low growls and voices could be perceived behind him, and every time he heard them, his body released adrenaline to try to override its limits, but to no avail as his injuries were just too severe. The humanoid creatures pursuing him were like shadows, barely distinguishable through the cover of the night. Their eyes, akin to black holes, were fixed on their prey as it struggled for its pathetic life. Their faint and sinister giggles kept reverberating through the darkness... *** As blood rushed up his throat and leaked at the corners of his mouth, his sinister appearance aggravated to where he resembled a devil. During his maniacal laugh, his punctured lungs had finally given out, causing his whole body to collapse on the ground and dyeing it a scarlet shade. His mind went blank, while his consciousness left his battered body. *** After what appeared to be a few minutes, he suddenly woke up. He was startled at first, but he soon realized that he had indeed died. Everything around him was black, without an ounce of life in sight. He was basically a spirit floating in the absolute void. ''So this is what happens when you die... You just drift in darkness... That's actually underwhelming. I wonder if I'll just fade away'' When Derrick's thoughts started to drift, a prompt appeared in front of him. [Welcome to System Nemesis, Derrick Tarlin] [Would you like to seek revenge? Yes/No]
LaPlume · 1.9M Views

Two dimensional love

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.
Liya_Rose_6706 · 35.2K Views

System Override

In a world where destiny is dictated by an all-powerful AI, Kael was supposed to be erased. Branded a Glitch, a rogue anomaly immune to the System’s control, Kael awakens with fragmented memories of a life spent mastering death. Once a mercenary who sought forbidden knowledge, now a hunted outcast, Kael’s survival hinges on a single impossible truth: he remembers a world before the System. But this isn’t a tale of rebellion—it’s one of control. Forced into an uneasy alliance with Aya, a sharp-tongued hacker who distrusts him as much as she needs him, Kael plunges into the Underveil, a network of rebels seeking to overthrow the System. Yet their mission is no noble crusade; betrayal lurks within every shadow. With the Purifiers—elite enforcers of the System—relentlessly on his heels, Kael must choose between manipulating his new allies or trusting them with his fractured past. The only salvation lies in the myth of transmigration, a whispered legend promising escape from the System’s omnipotence. But the path to freedom demands everything Kael has left—his strength, his humanity, and the truths he has buried deep within his soul. As he uncovers the System’s terrifying purpose, Kael will be forced to confront a brutal reality: to save the world, he may have to become the monster he swore to destroy. "Freedom isn’t free. Control is an illusion. And Kael’s choice will determine the fate of more than just himself—it will decide the future of a broken world."
Deserver_of_Praise · 740 Views

My Witch craft system

In the mystical realm of Enchantia, where magic reigns supreme, the prestigious Witcher Academy stands as a beacon of power and knowledge. Every year, young witches and warlocks from across kingdoms gather to master their craft, compete for honor, and vie for a chance to serve as elite sorcerers in royal courts. Among this year’s intake are three very different students: Asmodeus, a simple boy thrust into a world of sorcery he barely understands; Belial, a determined young witch with fiery ambition and a chip on her shoulder; and Madara Uchiha, a prodigy with a dark past and unmatched potential. Together, they navigate the trials and rivalries of the academy, forging unlikely bonds in the face of constant challenges. But lurking in the shadows is Lucifer, the academy’s most feared and powerful student. Refusing to graduate, he dominates the Witcher Academy with an iron grip, toying with students and staff alike in a never-ending display of his dark supremacy. Asmodeus and his friends are drawn into Lucifer’s web, forced to confront their fears, test their limits, and uncover the secrets that tie Lucifer to the academy’s darkest truths. As the annual Witch Ball Game approaches—a deadly competition that determines the academy’s elite—Asmodeus, Belial, and Madara must rise above their weaknesses, prove their worth, and challenge the power that Lucifer holds. But the question looms: will they survive his wrath, or will they become pawns in a game far beyond their understanding? With high-stakes magic, shadowy alliances, and the constant threat of betrayal, Shadows of Enchantia is a tale of ambition, resilience, and the fight to carve one’s destiny in a world ruled by power.
Obaze_Emmanuel · 7.5K Views

GRAFFITI AREA

Dimulai dari Fuyuki Matsuda seorang pengguna kekuatan spiritual berbakat di Divisi Nol Rakugaki menerima wasiat dari ayahnya yang meninggal di Kantor Perusahaan Miyamoto 4 bulan lalu. Dalam wasiatnya, ia diminta untuk bersekolah di SMA Abeno dan meneruskan perusahaan yang orang tuanya tinggalkan. Tidak ada orang lain selain Fuyuki yang bisa menggantikan posisi ayahnya di perusahaan. Selain itu, Fuyuki beranggapan ayahnya meninggal karena dibunuh dan wasiat itu merupakan dying message. Kini Fuyuki menjalankan wasiat tersebut dengan bersekolah di SMA Abeno bersama Hiyori Fujisaki dan Mawaru Yoshioka, dan menjadi direktur utama perusahaan sambil menyelidiki penyebab kematian Ayahnya. Hiyori dan Mawaru merupakan pengguna spiritual yang sedang dalam mode pelatihan. Mereka berdua memanggil Fuyuki sebagai pelatihnya dengan sebutan “Master” namun karena Fuyuki menjadi ketua kelas, mereka memanggilnya dengan sebutan “Ketua”. Di samping itu mereka sebagai pengguna spiritual harus menyembunyikan identitasnya karena dikhawatirkan dapat menyebabkan kesenjangan sosial yang parah. Tetapi, rahasia mereka sempat akan terbongkar karena ada seorang gangster meminta bantuan bernama Madara Madarame yang ternyata cucu dari guru mereka bertiga, tak lama kemudian mereka menjadi sahabat. Suatu ketika pada pelajaran olahraga, Mawaru tak sengaja bertemu dengan sahabatnya bernama Kana Ayami yang baru saja memulai debutnya sebagai idol. Mawaru mengenalkan Fuyuki, Hiyori, dan Madara kepada Ayami. Karena alasan tertentu, Fuyuki terlibat lebih dalam ke kehidupan Ayami yang membuat identitasnya terbongkar. Momo yang saat ini merupakan teman dekat Ayami ternyata sekretaris muda perusahaan Miyamoto sehingga dirinya terpaksa menjelaskan semuanya terkait dengan kehidupan Fuyuki. Ayami yang tidak menyangka bahwa dirinya adalah keturunan penyihir memutuskan untuk mengunjungi Nekomichi atas saran dari Fuyuki. Nekomichi adalah peramal nasib legendaris, tak hanya urusan nasib saja ternyata malah meramalkan cinta dan katanya kini Ayami terikat takdir bersama Fuyuki. Ayami mencoba meyakini hal itu, namun melihat sikap Fuyuki yang begitu dingin membuat Ayami ingin menyerah. Ketika berada dalam satu klub “Paramistic” yang terbentuk karena faktor kesengajaan, hubungan keduanya semakin dekat semakin bisa mengungkapkan perasaan satu sama lain. Mampukah Ayami mempertahankan cintanya dengan Fuyuki? Apakah kehidupan Fuyuki akan berubah setelah bertemu Ayami?
ANABANTINGAN · 1M Views

The Soul Sovereign System

Renji was a typical youth who just wanted to be able to protect what he held dear. But every step of his life he was reminded how worthless and powerless he was in front of a world that was ruled by power and tyranny. He was just a speck of dust in the middle of a sky full of stars. He neither had power nor the ability to grow, in a world filled with people who could use mana. Even without any power he always did whatever it took to keep his loved ones safe. However, without the power of mana, his destiny was already determined. The saddest part of his life was he always dreamed of becoming one of the rulers of the heavenly thrones. Even though he had no powers he never saw his dream just as a dream, rather than calling it a dream he called it his mission. Join Renji on his adventures, as he fights his way through all the hardships his destiny throws at him. Will he be able to destroy the chains of destiny that made him powerless or will he just die as an unnamed powerless boy? This novel is a little slow but trust me you will love it if you stick to it, the novel is story driven so there will not be any face slapping and such. Read this only if you like characters that aren't overpowered from the start. The MC will be strong but not enough to just steamroll his opponents. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Support author- https://paypal.me/rishabbiswas24 The cover does not belong to me the credit goes to the creator if the creator wants me to remove it please get in touch with me.
Rish_madara · 88.8K Views
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