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She's hot as hell, seductive and a one of a kind beauty and she knows it. She wields it as her best weapon. He's Handsome, Rich and everything a woman wants and he knows it but he doesn't care. Meet Katherine Warren and Ian Fergus as the two hard headed and egoistic people gets entangled in a web of love, pain, secrets, revenge and Madness. Will Katherine let go of the Pain and fall in love and Start afresh or will she complete her mission and let the pain consume her And... Will Ian forget his childhood and move forward in life or will that pain he experienced be ever stagnant

*WARNING* MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY [cultivation and mythology] [Dark] [for readers] "dear readers, this is dark novel with taboo themes and the fist part of the novel contains heavy corruption, the MC will face hardship in the beginning of the corruption ark as corruption and in the later of the corruption ark, the MC will start taking revenge, till the end of revenge arc and yes there is happy ending but how? you'll know at the end of the novel." Genre: cultivation, R18, system, NTR, Milf, bestiality, mythology, Heavy corruption etc,. [Note to readers: While some may assume this novel is solely intended as explicit content, it actually contains a compelling story-line. The novel is divided into two parts: the first explores themes of corruption, while the second focuses on revenge.] "Please remember, this novel is more than just an erotic tale - there's a rich, intriguing story woven throughout. I urge you to keep supporting me, as your motivation is what drives me to continue crafting an engaging story." Synopsis: Ye Yang, the 4th young master of the Ye cultivation clan, was once the weakest member of his family. His feeble cultivation and stagnant growth made him a target for bullying, and he was stripped of his chance to become clan head. While his peers surpassed him, reaching advanced stages like Qi Awakening and Meridian Opening Cultivation Stage, Ye Yang remained stuck at the 9th level of Body Tempering. Ashamed and defeated, he isolated himself from his family, refusing to meet anyone, including his mother Yu Mei and sisters Ye Ling and Ye Mu. Although his father saw him as a disgrace to the Ye family, he still tried to help Ye Yang overcome his limitations. In a desperate attempt to escape his misery, Ye Yang tried to end his life by cutting his wrist. But as he lay dying, a mysterious voice intervened: "If you don't want to live for yourself, then be mine and entertain me." Ye Yang lost consciousness, only to awaken the next morning to a strange screen window: [Choice-based System] [Welcome: Player Ye Yang] This marked the beginning of his transformation, as he embarked on a journey guided by the enigmatic System, confronting his dark past, and uncovering the secrets of his world. [EXTRA INFO] *In chapter 15 you can see unofficial map of the world* *you can read about cultivation stages/realm in comment section of first chapter* [Leave your reviews] OG_Novalist

In the grand world of Nova, many different races exist such as elves, humans, dwarves and beastmen and through years of war, strife and competition the world has grown, becoming home to great empires and countries throughout the oceans and five continents. However, to the great creators the world has become stagnant and boring, ever since the calamity that was the Church of Light and their Holy White empire. Now the Dark God has created a new race after years upon years of dedicated effort. A species that is like none other and his hope for Nova’s future….Dungeon cores, beings that have the ability to reshape the very world itself, entering the domain of the gods. Join Frost a newly born first generation Dungeon core as he embarks upon his journey within Nova and carves out his place in the world. How will the world’s current denizens react to his birth? Will they be friends or foes? And most of all how the Light God react to this new addition to the world, will he accept them or seek to destroy them? This novel incorporates dungeon building and management but most of that won't fully take off until the later volumes when Frost has much more floors and money to play around with. This is not a solely dungeon story as the MC Frost will have to explore and interact with the world of Nova much like how an adventurer would and forewarning the story is slow. There's a lot of details and avenues which the story goes into, not simply battles, wars and action, it follows all aspects of Frost's life, his growth and interactions with Nova not only as a Dungeon core but also as a person.

Nathan Stone is stuck-32 years old and trapped in a monotonous existence. His career is a dead-end, his personal life is stagnant, and his dreams of making something of himself feel like distant memories. But when a random moment of curiosity leads him to experiment with meditation inspired by the cultivation novels he's obsessed with, Nathan's life takes an unexpected turn. What starts as a skeptical attempt to feel something-anything-begins to reveal a hidden power within him. The line between fantasy and reality blurs as he taps into forces he never believed were real. Can this ordinary man unlock extraordinary abilities, or is he simply losing his grip on reality? Join Nathan on his journey as he discovers that even the most forgotten paths can lead to power beyond imagination.

Lu Zhen, the young master of the Lu family was defeated and crippled in a battle against Jin's young master. His Sword Dao Heart was also destroyed resulting in his cultivation being stagnant. Three years later, seeing that he will remain trash his whole life, Lu Zhen chose to end his life. As if the heavens were favouring him. Lu Zhen's body was taken over by the Sovereign White Lion which was besieged for its heaven defying technique and had everything taken from it. Will the Sovereign White Lion take Lu Zhen to new heights or will it be devoured by its vengeance?

'The great Orion war. A flame is ignited, and the war begins. The war is remembered even to this day, it spread its ashes over and throughout our galaxy and it ceases not. The great Orion war, was not like other wars before it, in the sense that weapons of mass destruction were not allowed, there were rules to be followed, and everyone knew they needed to abide by them, even the council of 12 or the federation of light or even the Orion empire who presided over the 12 could not dare to break the sanctity of the rules, aimed to protect our galaxy from being destroyed. Greed and power struggles can be alluring and can force those low of ethics to commit atrocities, but as I said that war was nothing like any other before, in the end it became a war of ideology, a war aimed to change the reality of both the victor and the looser. And it did. The Orion war unfortunately had no winner, except for me. Yes, I was the sole victor among the millions that died or were lost never to be found again. Even to this day you can see it. Who else has this amount of power, this amount of knowledge? I won my glory, I won the world.' The Orion man turned around to face the horizon and continued to speak abstractly. ''By the end of my story, you will know why you were unable to save them. You would know why our fate is stagnant and unmoving. By the end, all your questions shall be answered. Does this sound like a fair deal?" ------------------------------------------ Tera was just another Earth soldier. Moving from planet to planet serving his homeland. When he arrived at Nevul he thought this mission was like any other, where only his life will be on the line. But when things turn sour, his whole world comes under attack. What can a mere soldier do when faced with intergalactic secrets beyond his comprehension? Back in earth Dario is faced with the complicated nature of politics. His decisions lead him to a darker road, how can a human fight against his own nature?

A young woman awakened as a spirit of vengeance and longing. Her transformation after death was shrouded in mystery, leaving her with one burning question: Why? Born as the youngest daughter of a powerful vengeful spirit family, she should have been content with the legacy of her new existence. Yet, her heart ached with a desire far greater than vengeance. She yearned for the truth of her past life. Fragments of forgotten memories haunted her like whispers on the wind. A wish, unfulfilled in life, lingered in her soul. Perhaps beyond the shadowy confines of her home. The underworld of Tsukudo Shrine. She might uncover the answers she sought. Or perhaps the ancient Edohigan tree, said to hold immeasurable power, could awaken the memories buried deep within her. Four centuries passed, the yearning growing stronger with each fleeting year. And then, one fateful night, she made a decision. It would be her last night within the shrine's suffocating walls. The life she had known cold, repetitive, and stagnant would end. She would leave behind the world of the dead to pursue the truth of the living.

In the beginning, before time, space, or existence, there was only **The First**, the primordial god who existed in solitude. He was the source of all creation, the infinite being who birthed the universe from His own essence. Though boundless in power and needing no assistance, He chose to create other gods and goddesses to share His responsibilities and bring balance to the vast cosmos. **The First** began by shaping time, then dimensions, and finally the universe itself. He crafted stars, planets, and all celestial bodies, giving each its place in the grand design. Yet, despite His omnipotence, He sought companionship and delegation, not out of necessity, but as an act of will. Thus, He created the **Primordial Pantheon**, gods and goddesses who would oversee the many facets of existence: 1. **Super Solar** - The god of heat and fire, who controlled the sun and all things that burned with energy. 2. **Ray Of Light** - The god of illumination, master of light and all that shone within the cosmos. 3. **Amor Venerem** - The goddess of love, who wove the threads of affection and connection among all beings. 4. **Tenebrae Lunae Est Proserpinae** (Goddess Luna) - The goddess of darkness and the moon, who ruled over night and the mysteries hidden within shadows. These deities, though divine and powerful, were not perfect. They possessed wills, desires, and the capacity for creation themselves. Over time, unions among the gods birthed new beings, expanding the pantheon and spreading influence across the realms of existence. Among these descendants were gods and goddesses who wielded dominion over critical aspects of life and death: - **Deus Caeli**: The goddess of heaven and protector of paradise. - **Ponderibus**: The god of judgment, who balanced good and evil at the gates of the afterlife. - **Mundus Mortis**: The god of the realm of the dead, who managed wandering souls and the passage to judgment. - **Infernum**: The god of hell, ruler of torment and punishment for the wicked. ### **The Rise of Saikō-shin** Unbeknownst to **The First**, His decision to delegate power planted the seeds of change. Among the pantheon, one god or goddess was destined to surpass Him—a being whose ambition and strength would disrupt the divine hierarchy. This deity, known as **Saikō-shin** (the Supreme God), was prophesied to emerge as the next ruler of all creation. Unlike the other gods, Saikō-shin possessed a unique trait: the ability to evolve beyond the limits set by **The First**. This evolution was not driven by rebellion but by the natural progression of existence itself. Saikō-shin’s rise began subtly, as they mastered the realms under their control. They united the pantheon, balancing chaos and order, light and darkness, love and judgment. Their influence grew, and with it, the realization that the cosmos demanded a new ruler—one capable of guiding existence into the next era. **The First**, though all-knowing, did not resist this change. He understood that creation was ever-evolving and that His time as the sole god had reached its conclusion. In an act of divine surrender, He passed His power and title to Saikō-shin, who ascended to the throne as the Supreme God. With the ascension of Saikō-shin, the cosmos entered a new era. While **The First** retreated into the void from which He came, His presence remained as a silent watcher, ensuring balance and continuity. Under Saikō-shin's rule, the universe flourished, guided by a new vision and the lessons of its divine predecessors. Thus, the cycle of creation and succession began, ensuring that divinity itself would never grow stagnant, forever adapting to the needs of existence.

In this bustling city, his life was originally like a stagnant pool of water, without any waves. An accidental opportunity allowed him to start a chapter of living in the same room with a 26-year-old mysterious female tenant. She was like a flower swaying in the world but with a bit of melancholy, with an unknown past and an elusive heart. He was gradually involved in an emotional storm in his daily life with her. From the initial mutual temptation to the inadvertent spiritual touch later, every moment was full of subtle emotions. They wandered together under the neon lights of the city and struggled in the trivialities of life. Those sweet or bitter experiences, like pieces of a puzzle, pieced together a memorable love story bit by bit. Behind this, hidden secrets and challenges of life also followed one after another. Can they find the exit in this complex emotional maze and move towards the future hand in hand? Everything is slowly revealed in the love-hate entanglement in this rental house.

For as long as anyone could remember, the world had always been this way: a sprawling land that stretched endlessly to the horizon, locked beneath an unyielding, artificial sky. The sun rose and set like clockwork, its rays warm but hollow. The clouds drifted lazily, but their movements were predictable, rehearsed. Even the stars at night were nothing more than twinkling lights on a painted canvas. This was not a world of freedom. This was a cage. The walls that encased the land were titanic, towering a thousand feet into the air, their surfaces smooth and impenetrable. They surrounded everything, cutting off any hope of escape. Above them, a ceiling so vast it mimicked the heavens, its artistry so convincing that those born here rarely questioned its authenticity. To them, this was reality. To the observant, it was a beautiful lie. This prison was vast, incomprehensibly so. Over three million square miles of land stretched beneath the artificial sky, the size of a continent. Forests thrived, rivers meandered, and mountains rose high, yet the edges always loomed—a reminder that freedom was a distant dream. And yet, for all its immensity, this land was but a single floor. The people here called it The Land of the Beginning, though its origins were shrouded in mystery. Its name bore an ominous weight, a cruel reminder that no one had ever moved beyond it. Stories told of other levels—999 more floors stacked above this one, each said to hold secrets and wonders beyond imagination. But humanity had remained bound here for over 2,000 years, unable to ascend even a single step. Generations passed, and the walls became a part of life. No one alive had ever seen what lay beyond them, only the faint promise of a higher purpose whispered through ancient texts and forgotten legends. Some believed the floors above were paradises, realms of gods. Others thought they were worse than this prison, places where only the strong could survive. But the truth? The truth was as fake as the sun above. Life here was a carefully maintained illusion, designed to keep humanity stagnant, complacent. The ground yielded crops, the water flowed pure, but it was all a gift from their captors, whoever—or whatever—they were. There were no natural disasters, no external threats, only the constant, gnawing knowledge that this was not how things were meant to be. Every few decades, someone would dare to challenge the status quo, setting out on a journey to find a way out. They sought the edges of the walls, the rumored pathways to the next floor. None ever returned. The Land of the Beginning was not a home. It was a test. A place where humanity was meant to prove itself, to grow stronger, to ascend. Yet for millennia, humanity had failed. Was it fear? Complacency? Or had the challenges of this land truly been insurmountable? The answer lay hidden, buried in the very fabric of this world. For now, the Land of the Beginning remained as it always had—vast, unchanging, and waiting. Waiting for the one who would break the cycle. Waiting for the one who would defy the gods and ascend to the next floor. ================= [FYI: This novel is fast-paced, so dont complain about how fast the story progresses.] ================ [And also, Im a new author and I just started writing. Since english isn't my first language, my grammar might be a little wobbly.]

"Ban everyone from entering the towers all you want! My tower welcomes everyone!" After 200 years of stagnant state for the common people in the hunter world, That one declaration shook the world. Starting from being sent to the moon

the Power of Visualization and the Law of Attraction for Increased Productivity: A Journey to Self-Discovery Abstract: In this groundbreaking novel, the writer begins a deep journey of self-discovery through the unexplored territories of visualization and the Law of Attraction. Struggling with stagnant productivity and a sense of purposelessness, they encounter an ancient, enigmatic technology that promises to unleash the potential within you. As they delve deeper, guided by mentors and enlightened by personal revelations, the protagonist unlocks a world where thoughts manifest into reality and the mind has unprecedented power. Through trials, triumphs, and moments of introspection, they discover the complex shade of their own lives. This story is a testament to the incredible potential within each of us, waiting to be tapped through the art of visualization and the Law of Attraction. Get ready to embark on a journey of self-discovery and empowerment that will forever change the course of your own story.

a fallen warrior thought he died due to his final battle with his older brother, now awakened to a powerful goddess that wants something from him…… [Writing for fun, updates can stagnant to a large degree due to being bored in making stories. wattpat account: Randome_dude, longer stories on that app. mostly used for private writing as of now ]

The death of the sun only brought eternal night. The gruesome loss from which the new sun is stagnant in rising. His progression towards Godhood, succession of the golden champion, and freedom to choose his destiny, the path of the new sun.

In a world where the power of the mind shapes reality, Joel’s life is turned upside down when an ego brutally attacks his family. Determined to save his loved ones, Joel embarks on a perilous journey. Faced with stagnant technological progress, humanity turns to understanding the intricacies of the universe through the defeat of Corrupted Egos—sinister manifestations of human consciousness that originate from an alternate dimension. Joel crafts an Ego uniquely equipped to combat these entities.

In a fractured world where the flow of time is both unpredictable and dangerous, societies struggle to adapt to the phenomena known as chronal distortions. These anomalies warp reality, leaving cities in temporal limbo, freezing people in endless loops, or accelerating life spans without warning. The origins of these disturbances lie within the ancient Chrono Protocol, a mysterious system that grants rare individuals the ability to control time itself. However, every gift comes at a cost: wielding time demands immense focus and sacrifices, threatening the user’s life and sanity. Elior is a young, unassuming man living on the fringes of a decaying empire, just one of many caught in the world’s ever-twisting timeline. His life feels aimless, repetitive, and stagnant—until one night, he experiences an eerie temporal glitch. Shortly after, he receives an unexpected message: he has been chosen by the Chrono Protocol. Initially, Elior dismisses it as a prank, but strange abilities soon emerge. These abilities, the core of the Chrono Bloom, allow him to alter localized time zones—speeding, slowing, or even freezing moments around him. With little guidance and great risk, Elior begins his journey, discovering that time is far more volatile and costly than he could have imagined.

The Mortal Realm never stands for long. The greed of man devours them every time they rise. And yet, they once received the blessing of the gods. Alas, their blood lays stagnant in them, thanks to The Seals placed upon humanity by Ophelia, Incarnation of Corruption. Countless ambrosia fueled calamities, known as the Unsealed, have ravaged the realm for centuries. They've torn new valleys through the vastest plains, shattered homes and mountains alike. The New Gods do worse than stand idly by, they abandon those who break their Seals in their attempts to fight back against the Unsealed, revoking their blood. The gods have been killed before, what are a mere millennia of divinity worth in the face of man's hunger?

Shadows of the Crown is a captivating fantasy tale that follows Hannah Kim, an ordinary girl from modern-day Seoul, who is unexpectedly transported to the enchanting Empire of Eldoria. There, she assumes the identity of Elara Thalassa Alistair, the black-haired daughter of a noble family that looks down upon her for her unconventional appearance. As Elara navigates the treacherous waters of court politics, family rivalry, and her burgeoning magical abilities, she must confront her own insecurities and the disdain of her family, including her cruel brothers, Cedric. Alaric, her younger sister Lyra and indifferent parents, Duke Callisto and Lady Seraphina.

Reincarnated into a land of cultivation, Yuan Zhou uses his Earth knowledge and assumptions to become a genius under the heavens for both business and cultivation. However, he walks the path of defiance, exceeding all rational cultivation bounds. His business ideas struggle against the stagnant culture that pervades the land, but the things he doesn't lack are his drive for immortality and power.

What would you do when you are killed by the person you trusted the most? The same person who raised you from birth and who you call your father. Meet Long Chen a heavenly blessed cultivator who was prematurely killed by his father with a harsh last words 'You are not worthy of being my son Demon'. When he was born he awakened a high level demon as his spirit beast which allowed his to cultivate faster than his peers. While others struggle to have a breakthrough his cultivation level soar. This made him get extra attention from his father than the rest of his siblings Though confused by his father violent action, Long Chen vowed that if there was an afterlife he would come for his father life. As if the heavens heard his strong desire for revenge, 1,000 years later, he transmigrated into the body of a young boy of 18 years old. Remembering what happened, the fire of rage burned deep in his heart as he swore to be his father's worst nightmare. He goes on a journey to cultivate hard and reach the level of a god and have his revenge on them. But to do so, he has to keep the identity of his last life a secret till he is strong enough. In this new life, he finds out that he is the useless son of the great Long Family, due to his weak physique and stagnant cultivation. But what no one expected was that, in his new life, he awakened the five beast of chaos which had dominated the world for millennium.

Blandness enveloped Hāto’s existence. School, relationships, life itself—each a monotonous loop, devoid of surprise. Predictability gnawed at his soul. What was the point of it all if the ending was etched in stone? Then, like a tempest in a stagnant pond, Sapphira entered his life. A vampire, she brought with her a taste of love—a flavor he’d never savored before. But love, it seemed, was a double-edged sword. With it came pain—the kind that seared his heart, leaving scars deeper than any mortal wound. As Hāto teetered between life and death, a sealed god appeared. A cosmic twist of fate granted him new life, but also a new desire. No longer content with the mundane, he hungered for adventure, mystery, and magic—the very essence of existence that had eluded him for so long.

Eric, despite his academic success and inherent goodness, finds himself trapped in a stagnant life. Overweight and living in a cluttered, unkempt apartment, he escapes into a world of video games, YouTube, anime, and manga, yearning for the slow-paced, fulfilling life he reads about in isekai stories. One morning, disillusioned with his current existence, he has a revelation: why wait for a fantasy when he can recreate his life right now?

Transported into an unknown and empty vast of desert, with the sole purpose of survival. Without much of a choice, they have to work together in order to achive their goal of survival. Will they prevail or remain stagnant in the face of disasters.

"Letters for my Mother" is a collection of thoughts, emotions, and socioeconomic factors that have hindered my mother and me until her passing in 2007. At that time, I was away from home, moving from place to place, bunking on my sister's house one year and moving on to the other like clockwork. It was traumatic for me since I grew up knowing that I come from a large family of twelve and now living with different people all together or sometimes coming home to find my big sister hasn't arrived from work, so it was books and TV to keep me company. Most of the time, they were trying times as distance kept my two brothers and me from bonding fully. I am glad that I found an outlet for my part where everything seems to be going and coming. What was constantly being right was I thank them fully for taking me to high school, where I found my calling. Art, for me, was a constant where everything is a variable. I never knew I was artistically gifted in all areas of art. I found myself doing drama and musical at form one barely one month into the school. Next year, I found myself in Environment and Science Congress. I had hoped initially that I would blossom to be a scientist. There was this character, Dexter's lab, where he was a boy genius living in a suburban home and having a secret lab in the basement; it was an eye-opening factor for me, and I had to exercise to the fullest. Form three and four were full of music and festival of arts; that was where I grew my art to visual, and poetry came to me as a second language. You probably have figured out that school for me was not for learning, rather for making friends and trying my foot in various forms of art. After high school and pre-youth and college year (I studied computer graphic design for three months, and I dropped out for one reason I will share in my latter works), I found my calling in theatre and performing arts. I loved being on stage, acting, and bringing characters to life with costumes and lights. Telling narratives to the audience and watching them move with awe and splendor. Some hated me from curtain raise to curtain call, booing me for being the antagonist, and applauded wildly when I played the hero. After a while, I felt sick and stagnant for doing the same thing and staging in the same theatre. I saw different cultures and people around Kenya, my country, and settled for drawing and writing poetry and books. To be honest, I was a bit skeptical about my works and would write and draw sketches, and if they don't work out, I would tear them out and flush them. I know I was my worst critic, but I had my first break at 2017 under Storymoja and mentorship of Muthoni Garland, Samira Mathews, and Monity Odera. I published a children's book, "Monsters Who Disobeyed," translated to Swahili, also known as "Malipo ya Ukaidi." It was a milestone for me. I really appreciate my efforts, and three years later, I compiled this book for myself and also the whole world as a reminder that you can be yourself and be the greatest version; you just have to believe. My shortcoming is that my mother, may her soul rest in peace, would be proud of the young man I have become, being that I have never had the chance to show her how talented I am. To all the dreamers and the creatives out there, I would like to give a nugget of wisdom to all that the first step is the hardest, but you will get there eventually. After a while, I must say I am well-versed with various art forms, and I speak the language fluently. As a reader and a fan of my work, I must acknowledge that it is a pleasure giving you access to my world, and I hope to share a room in your library as a favorite.

In the desolate urban sprawl, there existed a boy named Steven – a name as commonplace as the concrete beneath his worn-out shoes. His figure, terribly slender, bore the weight of days without sustenance, a stark reflection of the harsh life within the shadows of the towering skyscrapers. His disheveled appearance spoke of deprivation; his clothing, little more than rags haphazardly sewn together, clung to his meager frame. Steven's features, though obscured by grime, revealed a haunting contrast. His black hair, adorned with a few rebellious red strands, framed a face marked by hardship. His pupils, black with a faint but discernible red tint, mirrored the desolation etched into his soul. Staring into the familiar darkness that enveloped his existence, Steven couldn't help but voice the silent question that echoed in his mind, "When is this going to end?" The abyss, seemingly attuned to his despair, responded with a transformative touch. The surroundings, once stagnant and oppressive, began to shift and change before him, trapping him in a perpetual cycle of witnessing his own tragic past unfold. Transported back to the age of six, Steven found himself amidst the warmth of familial joy, his parents' and his own expressions radiating happiness. Yet, even in the midst of this fleeting respite, the relentless cycle persisted, as if destiny reveled in replaying the moments that fueled the flames of his recurrent nightmares. Fighting against the inexorable pull of his haunting memories, Steven, like a slum-bound ghost, yearned for an end to the perpetual loop. The city's towers cast long shadows over his struggle, and the contrast between the opulence above and his desolation below fueled his determination for a better life. In the midst of this dire reality, Steven's path took an unexpected turn when he made the resolute decision to enlist in the military. The armed forces, a gateway to opportunity and escape from the slum's oppressive grasp, promised a chance to break free from the shackles of his impoverished past. Little did Steven know that his journey would extend far beyond the familiar streets of the slums. The military, equipped with advanced technology and knowledge of other dimensions, opened doors to realms previously unimaginable. As he explored new universes and studied the cosmic mysteries, Steven's quest for a better life evolved into a cosmic odyssey, challenging not only the limits of his physical existence but also the boundaries of reality itself. Throughout this transformative journey, Steven, emotionally reserved and scarred by the echoes of his past, found solace in the bonds forged amidst the trials of the military. Trust and love became the cornerstones of his emotional awakening, as he learned to unveil the layers of vulnerability hidden beneath his stoic exterior. As Steven navigates the interwoven tapestry of action, tragedy, romance, sci-fi, adventure, and dimensions, the narrative expands to reflect the complexity of his existence. The story, no longer confined to the limitations of the slums, becomes a symphony of emotions, echoing the resilient spirit of a young man determined to transcend the shadows of his past and embrace the limitless possibilities that unfold across the cosmic expanse.

Look at yourself first. Think about that time, that part of your life where it feels like nothing is going according to your way, nothing is moving according how you want to and everything is just...stagnant. We're the same in that aspect. With the only difference between us being that for you, its just a past, it's a memory and for me, it's not just my past but also my present and also my future. No matter how hard I try to break the chains that bind me, the same reality keeps playing back and forth in front of my eyes. With the only noticable changes about me being my age. People say the world holds the answers to all our mysteries and questions. But I just want to ask only this single question? "Can A Background Character Like Me Really Be Of That Much?" No matter what I do, I always find myself in the position of a background character, which made me to start acting that way. Will my life really ever change? NB: The cover doesn't belong to me and all copyrights reserved for the respective owners. -No NTR! -No Yuri!

Notice: [MC will be weak towards female characters. It will be a harem but MC will remain faithful to only one.] Warning: [Some chapters have ruthless scenes, you have been warned.] 'Defeat is when you compare yourself to others, True defeat is when you start to lose heart and will to continue struggling and eventually fall in the endless abyss of despair' William Pierce, experienced defeat countless times. A defeat that filled his life with misery and regrets. But even so, William did not despair and pushed on to be a mage. After so many years of struggling, William discovered something remarkably different from the usual magic he knew. Little did he know it will mark a new era, led by the forsaken, who will shake the stagnant world.

Lance Haven only cares about three things: money, power and himself. That attitude has helped him amass an empire but it has also helped him make enemies along the way. Grace is a journalist whose career has been stagnant for a while now and when her editor comes to her with an assignment to uncover dirt on Lance, she hopes it will be her big break. When she becomes his secretary, the both of them clash and she finds him arrogant, but after she spends more time with him, she finds out that he's nothing like she thought he was.