Agumon Warp Shinka

A sickle lodged deep in his neck, cold steel biting through flesh. Voices murmured around him, debating his fate as blood poured in thick rivulets, staining the ground beneath him. His vision wavered, the world blurring at the edges. Fragments of memory surfaced, slipping through his grasp as darkness crept in. With faltering breath, he muttered a prayer. "Pitiful child," a voice crooned, its melody both soothing and unsettling. Then—screeching tires. A violent crash. From nowhere, a truck barreled through the alley, crushing him and his murderers beneath its weight. The world went silent. Kevin awoke. The question of where he was lingered in his mind, yet he could feel it. An eerie, suffocating void stretched around him, vast and oppressive. There was no warmth, no sound, only the weight of nothingness pressing down, as if his very soul could wither away. "Pitiful child," the voice whispered again, its presence weaving through the void. "Love evades you. Singled out, discarded, assumed to be nothing. No one would mourn your disappearance." A flicker of sadness crossed Kevin’s face. "But there is no redemption for you here either. You will serve as a tool for my adversary, fulfilling what I cannot. Your existence has granted me this moment, and in return, you will perish as you were always meant to. Your memories of this life and our encounter will fade" A hand emerged from the abyss, pale and grotesque, reaching for him. Kevin’s very being twisted. A sensation beyond pain, beyond fear—something worse. An unbearable pressure built inside him, warping his essence, as though he were unravelling, torn apart from within. Then came the rage. A lifetime of being used, manipulated, and discarded. Again and again, others had shaped his fate, moulding him to their will. Even now, even here, the cycle continued. No more. Through the agony, he roared. "I will not be what you want or what anyone wants. Even without my memories, I will hunt, I will devour, and I will carve my own path. It doesn’t matter if you are a god or the devil” The entity smiled. "I am no god. I am no devil. " Its voice echoed, a whisper and a thunderclap all at once. "I am A@#!@ro♧h!!"

follows Samuel Viddic, a detective burdened by loss, guilt, and an unrelenting past. When his beloved wife Charlotte dies unexpectedly, his world fractures, leaving him lost in a haze of memories and sorrow. But grief does not grant him solitude. An old acquaintance, Sir Harold, pleads for Samuel’s help—his daughter, a journalist, has vanished without a trace. As Samuel searches for her, he is drawn into a labyrinth of secrets, where truth is elusive, reality warps, and unseen forces seem to manipulate fate itself. His pursuit forces him to confront his own demons, his wife’s enigmatic final words, and the possibility that the world he thought he knew is a carefully constructed lie. With each step deeper into the mystery, Samuel finds himself at the precipice of something beyond mere human understanding—where faith and reason collide, where the dead whisper truths, and where destiny is not just written, but sealed. Can Samuel unravel the secrets buried beneath time itself? Or will he, like so many before him, become another lost witness to a fate he was never meant to escape?

~~{ WSA 2025 ENTRY }~~ Ahriman wants nothing more than a normal, peaceful life. He has no interest in friends, ambitions, or anything beyond avoiding trouble. He understands how his world works, the position he holds within it, and the best way to navigate it—all for the sake of securing a life free from problems and worries. To achieve that, he lies, fakes emotions, agrees easily, and does whatever it takes to slip past conflict unnoticed. But fate has other plans. One night, he wakes up paralyzed on a riverbank, the cold air biting at his skin. He can’t remember how he got there. Panic grips him as he struggles to move, to think, to make sense of his situation. Then, from the shadows, a robed figure approaches. Ahriman calls out, desperate for help—but the figure ignores him. Instead, the man mutters something incomprehensible, a language that twists and warps in Ahriman’s ears. Before he can process what’s happening, the world plunges into darkness. The next thing he knows, he’s waking up in a hospital. They tell him he was in an accident. They tell him he’s fine. But he isn’t. Something feels wrong. Ever since that night, strange phenomena haunt his life. His dreams become too vivid—grotesque visions filled with nightmarish, otherworldly creatures. And yet, for reasons he can’t explain, they never attack him. Worse still, no matter how long he sleeps, exhaustion clings to him like a curse. It’s as if his body refuses to rest, as if something is gnawing away at him from the inside. The relentless cycle of sleepless nights and haunting dreams begins unraveling the fragile normalcy he’s spent his life protecting. And then, in one of those dreams, he meets her. A woman unlike anything else lurking in his nightmares. She doesn’t just unsettle him—she shatters him. With nothing more than her presence, she strips away the illusion he’s clung to for so long, leaving him bare before a truth he never wanted to face. His past. His mind. His very existence. Nothing is what he thought it was. And now, there is no going back.

"70 years after the Metavore invasion, humanity survives through Core Etherion. Nova Academy trains elite warriors, the Aether Corps, to combat this threat. But Deren? He has no interest in being a hero. He just wants a peaceful life. However, the world doesn't give him a choice. When the graduation exam turns into a real battle, Deren finds himself caught in a chaos far greater than he ever imagined. Secrets lurking in the shadows begin to surface, and monsters that were never supposed to think... start to speak. Unbeknownst to him, he has drawn the attention of forces far beyond mere humans-something far more dangerous.

When a crimson meteor tore through the heavens, human civilization shuddered to a standstill. From that doomed day forward, mankind could no longer forge a single rocket, craft a nuclear warhead, assemble an aircraft, or even churn out a simple car. The majestic pyramid of progress, built brick by brick on the shoulders of modern science, came crashing down in a thunderous ruin—and yet, the nightmare was only beginning. A gray, warped world slithered in on the meteor’s coattails, a ghostly reflection lurking beyond the mirror of reality. Bit by bit, it dragged the ordered realm of civilization into a spiraling abyss of chaos. In this shattered age, a human life weighed less than a speck of dust, and yet, humanity burned with the fierce radiance of a starry sky. As the foundations of society quaked on the edge of collapse, a solitary figure rose amid the rubble of a broken world. Draped in a robe as red as spilled blood, the actor’s face danced between laughter and tears. Behind him, the vast curtain of a new era unfurled with a slow, inevitable grace. Arms flung wide, he declared, “Let the play… begin.”

[Ding! Sorceress Beauty Merlin from Camelot has added you to a chat group full of beautiful maidens!] [Ding! You've claimed the title of Supreme Demon Lord!] [Ding! Fairy Queen Ophelia tagged you in a post!] [Ding! Medusa sent you some of her spicy videos, shut your blinds before watching!] [Ding! Your dog has been transformed into the Ancient Black Dragon Veligrpyh!] James Kang, once the youngest heir to the multi-trillion-dollar Hart Global Corporation, has everything anyone could dream of: money, luxury, and freedom. But his life is hollow—friends are fake, family distant, and his days are a blur of shallow extravagance. One late, lonely night, James gets a notification: [Congratulations! You have been added to the Ancient Multiverse Chatroom!] Thinking it's some cringy online role-playing game, he decides to entertain himself and plays along, proclaiming himself the "Supreme Demon Lord." The group, filled with titles like: [Princess of the Azure Seas] [Dragon Emperor of Ashvale] [Goblin Slayer Supreme] [High Priestess of the Sun] [Fafnir, the Pet Wyvern] And they seemed hilariously invested in their roles. What starts as a joke takes a bizarre turn. The more James participates, the more he notices strange phenomena: glowing runes on his skin, magic artifacts materializing from nowhere, an elder dragon in his garage, and a sudden mastery of dark magic. Things escalate when a private group chat, run by a perverted female King Arthur, invites him to [The Table of Beauties], a circle of god-tier roleplayers… or so he thinks. Soon, James learns the truth. The chat is an interdimensional nexus connecting real worlds where magic, legends, and gods exist. His casual banter and fake roleplay have turned him into a living, breathing Demon Lord, complete with a castle in Hell, loyal monster armies, and reality-warping powers. To make matters even crazier, his “friends” start visiting Earth, and they’re nothing like he imagined! ･･･ Discord: https://discord.gg/XRq3VeasqQ

Gears of Eternity: The Anvil of Souls A Steam-Punk Odyssey Where Broken Gears Birth New Gods IN THE YEAR OF COGWORK 237, When the Eternal Forge explodes, unleashing ERROR#47 corruption chains across three realms, blacksmith Aiden Anvil discovers his split iris holds more than 24 personalities—it's a cosmic forge where each fractured soul can reshape reality. THE CLOCKWORK APOCALYPSE BEGINS WHEN: Steam City's Blueflame Court orders mass memory purges through dwarf-crafted "Soul Crystals" The Dwarven Kingdom's star-map traps reveal mathematical plagues devouring constellations God's Klein Bottle Defense starts birthing stillborn galaxies in Vivian's stardust-woven womb TO SURVIVE THE FOURTH INDUSTRIAL APOCALYPSE, AIDEN MUST: Master weapons that bleed memories: Spring's Sakura Bow (each petal steals a lover's whisper) Winter's Ice Caliper (measures time in dying star tremors) Navigate warped battlefields where: Every gear turn in Steam Court overwrites someone's identity Memory Mines convert thoughts into combustible currency Celestial Forges demand sacrificial equations written in bone Choose between: Purifying Vivian's cosmic pregnancy (triggering Geneva Convention's Anti-Messiah Clause) Letting his 13th personality forge the "Perfect Machine Heart" (erasing human flaws... and humanity) WITNESS THE GRAND MECHANISM CRUMBLE WHEN: Ash Elin's ERROR#47 chains rewrite reality's source code (Ch.35 Airship Inferno) Rusty Maggie auctions the last antidote for mathematical plagues (Ch.180 Black Market Requiem) The final showdown at Corrupted Zodiac Forge demands payment in paradoxes (Ch.200 Eternity's Blueprint) THIS IS NOT A STEAM-AGE REBELLION. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN GOD'S TOOLBOX FALLS INTO BROKEN HANDS. "A masterwork where Blake's 7th forge meets Gibson's neural lace." — SteamPunk Quarterly

In a world where magic isn’t just a tool but the very fabric of existence, young Poll Nightvale is about to flip the script—and maybe the universe—on its head. Don’t let his unassuming name fool you. Poll is no background character. Behind that innocent, wide-eyed look lies a sneaky bastard with manipulation skills sharp enough to sell ice to a frost giant. Combine that with badass scientific know-how, and you’ve got someone who can outwit a council of wizards and build a mana-powered doomsday device before breakfast. When Poll awakens to his dormant mana powers, he quickly learns that magic isn’t all sparkles and fun. It’s unruly, chaotic, and dangerously addictive—kind of like him. But instead of sticking to the traditional methods, Poll decides to chart his own course, blending arcane arts with cutting-edge science to create something entirely new. Of course, this path is littered with explosive experiments, accidental genius, and more than a few plans that sound insane… until they work. Things take a dark turn when Poll stumbles upon mana corruption, a sinister force that twists and warps everything it touches. This isn’t just a challenge—it’s a world-ending catastrophe in the making. But does Poll panic? Nope. He smirks, rolls up his sleeves, and gets to work. Armed with his sharp mind, dubious charm, and a team of loyal (and occasionally exasperated) companions, he sets out to tackle the impossible. As Poll grapples with the forces of mana and his own chaotic ambitions, he learns that being a hero isn’t about playing by the rules. It’s about bending them, breaking them, and occasionally rewriting them entirely. Because when the stakes are this high, and the odds this slim, you need someone who can think outside the box—and maybe set it on fire for good measure. Join Poll Nightvale on a journey of explosive discovery, cunning schemes, and chaotic brilliance as he forges his destiny, one sneaky move at a time. In a world teetering on the edge of destruction, he’s not just a beacon of hope—he’s the unpredictable spark that sets everything into motion. "Can’t wait for the next chapter? Unlock early access and read new chapters before everyone else! Plus, join exclusive polls to shape the future of the story and enjoy behind-the-scenes content. Your support keeps this story alive and growing—be part of the journey! --> coming soon"

The World of Ephesus. A vast world plagued by Breaches containing countless Beasts of Corruption. A World on the brink of ruin as the Four Human Lineages defend the last bastions of Humanity! With the power of Gem Masters standing against the Beasts of Corruption, the flames of Humanity seek to burn ever brighter. In such a world, in the Mortal Branch of the Asmodeus Bloodline, Alexander awakens a Gem Socket that others consider defective. A Variant Gem Socket. Looked down upon by those who do not understand it, this supposed defect may just be the solution that the burning embers of humanity were waiting for. Follow Alexander as he entirely warps the perception of what a Gem Master is- as he embarks on a journey to become...The Empyreal Gem Master!

Ethan Cross, a soldier hardened by war, never imagined his death would be the beginning of something new. Awakening as one of the undead, he finds himself in a strange world that mirrors Heroes of the Old Earth—a game he once loved, now a living reality. With his undead body granting unnatural resilience, Ethan must navigate a world of fractured factions, monstrous distortions, and warped reality. As he delves deeper, he begins to suspect that his entrapment is no accident. The game holds the key to saving his own—and perhaps the only chance for his redemption.

After a mysterious asteroid falls unto earth the world begins to change. Len a young boy in high school bored of his life drinks a weird drink containing an asteroid essence unbeknownst to him and then begins to develop abilities. He discovers he has the broken ability called reality warping and with such he enjoys and does whatever he wants with the power. But he is not the only super human here as there are others like him an with the government out to stop and control these supers as well as gods and monstrous aliens wanting to kill and take lens abilities, len will have to rise above it and become who he truly is.

The world teeters on the edge of oblivion. A creeping miasma slithers across the land like a living curse, warping everything in its path. In the heart of this dying world, Zenith Noxviel, a swordsman with a past shrouded in mystery, finds himself pulled into a conflict far beyond his comprehension. When an ancient power stirs within him—one that bends reality itself—Zenith is thrust into a brutal war between corrupted forces, ruthless factions, and enigmatic entities lurking in the shadows. But power never comes without a price, and with each battle, the line between man and monster grows thinner. With unlikely allies at his side and enemies closing in, Zenith must unravel the secrets behind the Great Sundering—before the darkness devours everything. In a world where even salvation demands sacrifice, will he rise as a savior… or be lost to the abyss? When the abyss calls his name, will Zenith conquer the darkness... or become its herald?

When the Green Dragon Crescent Blade—Guan Yu's legendary weapon—splits the iron curtain of time, the Mohist Mechanized Citadel rises above the ashes of Red Cliffs. Pursued by Chronoclasts, those time-warping purgers of history, the warlords of the Three Kingdoms ignite the eternal ​Han Flame, a torchlight of Chinese civilization that shall never be extinguished.

[Genesis System rebooting after 76 years of inactivity.] [Administrator Slot: Vacant.] [New Administrator Confirmed:—] The screen flickers. For a moment, the letters distort—glitching between gold and blood-red. A name appears. [Administrator Confirmed:—Elias Vaughn.] A sharp ringing fills my ears. The name means nothing to me, but the system hesitates. The text wavers, blurring, like it’s… realizing its mistake. Then, the letters dissolve. [Administrator Identity Error.] [Correcting…] [New Administrator Confirmed: Christian Arkwright.] A cold shiver crawls down my spine. I open my eyes, and the world isn’t mine. My breath catches—too soft, too light. My limbs ache, but they feel… small? My fingers curl. Slender. Pale. Delicate. This isn’t my body. The floating screen pulses again, words forming in golden light. [Primary Abilities Bestowed:] Creation Magic Spatial Manipulation Magic? My mind stutters, but before I can process it, another notification flashes. [Warning: You are a Deviant.] [Deviants are to be executed by royal decree.] [Status: In Hiding.] I freeze. No second chances. No learning curve. The moment someone discovers my power, I die. Then, the screen flickers again—this time, the text warps on its own. The golden glow dims, and a final message, faint and fragmented, pushes through. [If you are reading this… you are the last.] My pulse pounds in my ears. A soft static hums in the air. [The world has forgotten me, but you must not forget what I left behind.] [Survive. Learn. And when the time comes… create hope again.] Then—so quiet it’s almost lost in the noise—comes a whisper. “Welcome back, Elias.” A pause. A hesitation. The system flicks as if to correct itself. “…Welcome back, Christian.”

In an ancient universe where gods govern not just worlds but entire dimensions, a cosmic catastrophe shatters the Divine Realm into fragments scattered across time and space. The gods, once omnipotent beings, are stripped of their full power and bound to mortal forms, forced to exist among the worlds they once ruled. The fragments of the Divine Realm, known as Celestial Shards, hold immense magical energy and are sought after by mortals, monsters, and rogue gods alike. These shards warp reality wherever they land, creating zones where medieval landscapes blend with alien ecosystems, and magic intertwines with celestial technology.

IMPERIUM One ordinary day, the world stops. A voice speaks in every mind: Earth’s champion will be chosen to fight in a brutal intergalactic tournament. The final victor claims a seat on the Galactic Council, shaping their planet’s fate. Among elite warriors and battle-hardened soldiers, Orion Graves—a 17-year-old from Brooklyn—is chosen. Outmatched but armed with a reality-warping power, he has seven days to prepare before facing killers far stronger than him. As the world watches, Orion uncovers hidden truths about the tournament, the Voice, and the forces manipulating it all. Winning means ultimate power. Losing means oblivion. MC gets OP with time | No Harem

In Neo-Pandora, 2247 time is a fragile commodity. The invention of the Temporal Engine granted humanity glimpses into the past and future—but at a catastrophic cost. Reality itself has begun to unravel, splintering into fractured timelines that bleed into the present. Amidst the neon-lit chaos of this dystopian metropolis, Detective Elias Voss, a disgraced chrono-physicist turned private investigator, survives by solving cases tied to temporal anomalies. Haunted by a failed experiment that scarred him with the ability to see time’s fractures, Elias walks the razor’s edge between the past’s ghosts and the future’s shadows.  When Dr. Lila Kane, a desperate Temporal Institute scientist, begs for his help, Elias is thrust into a conspiracy that threatens to erase Neo-Pandora from existence. A rogue experiment has unleashed a time rift fueled by the Fractured Hourglass, a mythical artifact rumored to hold dominion over time itself. As Elias and Lila race to stop the rift, they uncover a chilling truth: the Hourglass is merely a fragment of the Chrono Core, an ancient power capable of rewriting history—or erasing it entirely.  But the Core’s secrets are guarded by shadowy forces. From the neon-drenched underworld to the Institute’s ivory towers, Elias confronts rogue time travelers, paradox-born monsters, and his own fractured memories. Every step closer to the Chrono Core warps reality further, forcing Elias to question what—or who—is truly real. As the rift consumes the city, he must decide whether to repair time… or shatter it to save humanity Will Elias Voss outrun the ghosts of his past, or will time itself become his greatest enemy?  The Chrono Detective is a high-stakes journey through a collapsing world where every second counts—and every choice could doom reality itself. 

In a world where racing isn’t just a sport—it’s the foundation of power, prestige, and survival—every track is a battlefield, and only the fastest can claim the throne. From futuristic circuits to mythical, physics-defying courses, racers push the limits of speed, skill, and strategy. Ren, a sharp-witted racing enthusiast from Earth, awakens in this world with no memory of how he got here. Thrown into a high-speed death race with nothing but a rundown car, his survival instinct kicks in. Just when all hope seems lost, a broken cheat ability awakens within him—Absolute Calibration. With the power to perfectly tune any car, replicate and enhance racing skills, and convert decay into raw speed, Ren has been gifted the ultimate edge. But in a world where elite racers have trained since birth, and legendary tracks can warp reality itself, will his abilities be enough? As he rises through the ranks, Ren finds himself caught in a high-stakes war between racing academies, underground factions, and powerful syndicates. From skyborne circuits to labyrinthine mazes, he must master them all while facing rivals, conspiracies, and the mystery of his own past. The road to dominance begins now. To overtake is to survive. To stop is to fall.

In a world where justice and injustice endlessly clash for dominance across the three realms, Vera—a gifted Aetherial student wielding fire, illusions, and the power to manipulate emotions—seeks to reshape the system, bringing the corrupt to their knees. The upcoming Academy Tournament presents the perfect opportunity to prove her worth. This annual event, reserved for top-ranking Aetherial students, pushes competitors to their limits in a series of high-stakes battles. The reward? A coveted place among the Seraphs—the divine beings who govern the realms. But when Vera is denied her chance at ascension, she refuses to accept fate’s decree. Determined to carve her own path to divinity, her once-noble desire to change the world warps into an unrelenting obsession to cleanse it. As her descent begins, Vera becomes painfully aware of the chaos she leaves in her wake—both the suffering and the salvation. Yet, if securing a better future means embracing the role of the villain, then so be it. After all, history is written by those strong enough to shape it.

Shin Kurose was an ordinary high school student—until the night he found himself standing in the middle of an unfamiliar medieval city, drenched in blood that wasn’t his own. Moments later, a dagger slid between his ribs, and his world faded to black. Then, he woke up. Trapped in the kingdom of Eryndell, Shin discovers that every time he dies, he is forcibly rewound to a fixed point in the past. But this ability comes with a cruel cost—each death leaves behind Echoes, haunting fragments of his suffering that warp reality around him. Worse still, he soon learns that his rewinds are limited, and when they run out, his death will be final. As he struggles to survive in a world where betrayal lurks in every shadow, Shin crosses paths with Celeste Valenforth, a runaway noble who carries a forbidden secret—the truth behind the Cycle of Ruin, an ancient curse that has doomed countless souls before him. With assassins, inquisitors, and wraiths hunting them at every turn, Shin must uncover the hidden forces controlling his fate before he becomes just another forgotten Echo in history. But with each loop, the world twists in unpredictable ways. Allies become enemies. Deaths grow more agonizing. And the deeper he delves, the more he realizes—this world has already been destroyed once before. How do you defeat fate when it has already won?

The world ended for Caelith the moment he returned to the camp, only to find it in ruins-his people slaughtered, their bodies torn apart like ragdolls. Among the countless corpses, one was missing: Jerry, the only person he truly called family. Plagued by dreams of a war he never fought, of a name that doesn't belong to him, and of a voice in his head that whispers of a destiny he doesn't understand, Caelith is thrust into a terrifying reality-one where gods have fallen, the heavens have bled, and something inhuman walks among them. The massacre was only the beginning. As he follows the cryptic command to head north, Caelith begins unraveling the truth of who he really is-and who Jerry might have been. The more he remembers, the more the world around him warps into something unfamiliar, something dangerous. Because the war that once tore the celestial throne apart never truly ended. And this time, the gods are not the only ones who will bleed.

Marisol never imagined she was anything more than an ordinary, broken girl—until her life fell apart. A family that neglected her, the destruction of her beloved stuffed doll, and a spiraling series of tragedies reveal a darker truth: she is a dark seed, an unwitting fragment of a malevolent force known as the Core. Destined to bring chaos and destruction, she is caught between the pull of her own darkness and the world’s desperate attempts to erase her existence. When Eri, a Gothic Lolita demon born from the Core’s influence, emerges from the shadows to protect her, Marisol embarks on a harrowing journey of survival. Hunted by cultists who worship the Core, pursued by a determined scientist seeking to harness her powers for salvation, and haunted by her growing connection to a cosmic battle between light and dark, Marisol must uncover the truth of her existence. Guided by Aiden, a detective whose unwavering belief in her challenges her darkest instincts, Marisol resists the whispers of the Core. But every step closer to freedom pulls her deeper into the eternal conflict between Sylva, the guardian of the Tree of Life, and the Core’s remnants. As the lines between hero and villain blur, Marisol faces an impossible choice: to surrender to the Core’s influence or carve her own path at a devastating cost.

The Dao twisted in uncanny paradox; celestial beings warped into grotesque reflections of divinity. Truth or illusion? Li Huowang, lost in delirium, could no longer tell. But the void consuming him held more than mere existential riddles. The greatest uncertainty clawed from within — the gnawing dread that his own mind had fractured beyond repair.

✨"I don't just want your death. I want your essence to scream my name through eternity's endless void."✨ Hey, cosmic rebels, dream weavers, and dark fantasy adventurers! It's Ruby here—your resident quantum alchemist of storytelling, back with a mind-bending update that’ll leave you questioning reality itself. What you once knew as "Enchanted Paths: Luxana's Rise to Empress" is evolving. The multiverse is shifting, the shadows are deepening, and Luxana’s journey has taken on a new form. Brace yourselves for the rebirth of her saga under the name: "The Veil of Obsidian Eclipse" This isn’t just a title change—it’s an invitation into a darker, more mysterious realm where magic collides with chaos and destiny dances on the edge of oblivion. Luxana isn’t just a character; she’s the shapeshifting goddess of a multiverse teeming with secrets, betrayal, and forbidden power. Why the change? Because this story deserves a title as enigmatic and powerful as the journey it holds. "The Veil of Obsidian Eclipse" embodies the essence of Luxana’s odyssey—a tale where shattered empires, forgotten histories, and cosmic forces intertwine to rewrite fate itself. But don’t worry—whether you’ve followed her path through Amazon or ventured into alternate realities on other platforms, Luxana remains your guide through dimensions unknown. The stories you love are still here, just wrapped in new shadows and mystery. What to Expect: 1. A dark fantasy odyssey that blends multiversal intrigue with mind-bending twists. 2. Characters who defy reality itself—each with secrets that will leave you breathless. 3. A story that doesn’t just entertain—it transforms your perception of destiny and power. Where to Join the Journey: 1. Tapas: Tag @Ruby_Keira_365 2. Reddit: Engage at u/WesternGeneral6007 3. Novel Updates: Find me as Ruby_Keira_365 4. Blogger Post: "The Veil of Obsidian Eclipse" blog Warning: Side effects may include spontaneous reality shifts, midnight reading marathons that warp time, and awakening latent superpowers. Proceed with caution—this isn’t just a book; it’s a cosmic metamorphosis! So buckle up, reality hackers! The veil is lifting, and Luxana’s story awaits beyond the eclipse. Are you ready to dive into the abyss? Your sanity may never recover... but oh, what a journey it will be! Let’s shatter the fabric of reality together—drop your thoughts, theories, and cosmic conspiracies below!

The elevator stank of burnt wiring and adrenal sweat. Lucas Hayes came to consciousness with his cheek pressed against cold steel, the floor vibrating with the machine's perpetual ascent. A cracked display panel flickered: DAY 9 | SAFETY DURATION 00:03:44. Three warped tones echoed as the system imprinted directly onto his retinas: [Precognitive Matrix Activated] [Sector Transition Imminent] His vision fractured into augmented reality overlays. Bloodshot eyes darted between floating diagnostics: [Destination: Floor 248] Threat Classification: Standard Biohazards (Homo corruptus) x20 Recommended Arsenal: Bladed weapons (76% efficacy) Reward Manifest: Silver Cache (Full eradication required) Lucas gripped the shock-baton strapped to his thigh, its ceramic surface still smeared with luminescent fungal spores from yesterday's skirmish. The elevator's speakers emitted a decaying piano chord as new text scrolled through static: [Destination: Floor 249] Containment Unit: Obsidian Reliquary (SCP-XXXX Variant) Threat Level: White (Placid) His boot tapped rhythm against the floor where Natalie Evans had bled out seven cycles ago. The memory played in crystal clarity - her screams syncing perfectly with the elevator's current pitch-shifted rendition of Clair de Lune. [Destination: Floor 250] Entity Designation: Noctis lamia (Cognitive Hazard Class C)* Survival Probability: 41.2±18% The control panel erupted in fractal patterns as reality glitched. Lucas glimpsed William Carter's skeleton key lodged in the emergency brake slot - the same key that had melted through three layers of Kevlar when its owner died. "Beta protocol. Always beta." He smashed blood-crusted knuckles against the floor selector. The elevator screamed in harmonic resonance as it deviated from its programmed path.

In a galaxy where gods and monsters wage eternal war, one man becomes the architect of humanity’s last stand. When Kael Veyne, a disillusioned mechanic from 21st-century Earth, is torn from his world and thrust onto the corpse-planet Vyrion-9, he inherits a war he doesn’t understand. Armed with the Legion Architect System—a mysterious technology that grants him the power to summon soldiers, construct fortresses, and unlock arcane weapons—Kael must rebuild the planet’s shattered defenses from ashes. But Vyrion-9 is no empty graveyard. The planet is hunted by the Vorath Swarm, a ravenous hive-mind of crystalline xenos, and haunted by the Screaming Choir, psychic cultists warped by an alien artifact called the Warp Shard. As Kael’s fledgling legion grows, so does the attention of deadlier foes: Stalkers in Iron (ancient mechanical horrors) and the Eldritch Confluence (cosmic entities feeding on the Vorath’s carnage). To survive, Kael must evolve from a scavenger into a warlord. But the System demands a price: the more he upgrades his Imperial Regulars, Ascendant Legion, and Aetheric Conclave, the more his humanity erodes. His soldiers are expendable—husks, superhuman zealots, and unstable psykers—but Kael’s conscience isn’t. When he discovers the Vorath are not invaders but creations of a long-dead empire, he must choose: reignite the galaxy’s deadliest war machine or let Vyrion-9 become a tomb for his soul. "Legion of the Eclipse" is a relentless blend of grimdark warfare, base-building progression, and cosmic horror, where every victory inches Kael closer to becoming the monster he fights.

Jack and his friends thought their small town was nothing special—until they ventured too close to the old cornfield and saw *it*. A presence lurking in the stalks. Watching. Waiting. When their friend Danny dies under horrifying circumstances, the group tries to escape, only to realize the town itself won’t let them leave. Worse, Amy, the girl Jack cares about most, has been *possessed* by the entity they now call the Watcher. As reality warps around them, Jack refuses to give up on Amy. But the deeper he goes into the nightmare, the more he realizes this isn’t just about saving her—it’s about *surviving* the Watcher’s game. Every road leads back to the cornfield. Every attempt to fight back only feeds the darkness. And as Amy slips further away, Jack is faced with an impossible question: How do you save someone from a monster that’s already inside them? **A gripping horror web novel filled with psychological terror, supernatural horror, and a desperate fight against an ancient evil.**

Organica-Mechanus: Devil in a shell. Ōganika = mekanasu: Kara o kabutta akuma. オーガニカ＝メカナス：殻を被った悪魔。 In the year 2086, the dwindling remnants of humanity, elves, dwarves, and beastkin find themselves locked in a tumultuous conflict against an unknown race codenamed the 'Discarnum,' that has completely ravaged the continents of Arema, Elionios, Dwui and Besettia, leaving only the untouched peninsula of Uretia as the final bastion of hope. Humanity, elves, dwarves, and beastkin find themselves locked in a tumultuous conflict against an unknown force codenamed the 'Discarnum,' that has completely ravaged the continents of Arema, Elionios, Dwui and Besettia, leaving only the untouched peninsula of Uretia as the final bastion of hope behind its thick walls, shields, and advanced defence systems. The Discarnum, devouring everything and anyone they come in contact with, including the land itself, left a desolation in their wake; cities and capitals of melted stone, warped steel, and charred bones now inherit the forbidden lands, where only a thick miasma of death and all that remains are monsters beyond the veil, leaving no room for life to grow. Aware of the impending doom, the greatest minds of all four nations formed the 'Coalition' in 2086, where the four became one and spearheaded the development of a new weapon system. With man's ingenuity, elven knowledge, dwarven craftsmanship, and the beastkin's spirit, they forged suits of living mechanised armour. Born from the labour of near extinction and desperation, the 'Organica-Mechanus' was created, and with it a dark, terrifying secret that had been buried. Governed and wielded only by the strongest and most iron-willed of the four races, weapons of immense power forged ahead, cutting into the darkness, giving the coalition a much-needed foothold in a one-sided war to push back against the Discarnum and gain ground for the first time in ten years.  Three years have passed; there was hope for light to thrive in 2089, but within that hope, shadows of the past would emerge. Beyond the reclaimed zone, a new horror would awaken; in that silence of death and despair, three words would shake the very core of the coalition: "WE ARE COMING..." In the fear of the end, something would be awoken, a sin beyond sins, a monster of monsters, a devil of devils...  "I have become the creator of demons, the destroyer of angels. I pray that one day they can forgive me, for I cannot forgive myself... for I am the one that has cracked the Devil in a Shell and set it free." Yaiku Ui -:Creator of the Organicus Interface. Created by Disanium - Sakusei-sha: Disaniumu - 作成者: ディサニウム

Meet Jack, a Chinese high school student who is utterly fed up with studying. One day, as the lunch break comes to an end, a zombie outbreak erupts! Armed with courage and a group of friends, Jack embarks on a wild journey to save his loved ones. As they battle hordes of zombies, Jack not only fights back but also takes charge in crafting intricate weapons. Along the way, tensions rise as differing opinions cause rifts among his friends, leading to moments of separation and the heart-wrenching urgency of life and death. Jack realizes that the world has changed—the survival of the fittest is luring more people into darkness. Yet, he clings to his inner goodness, striving to save as many as he can. Most importantly, he encounters Mike, an adult version of himself. It feels like a time warp, yet it’s all too real, and their shared experiences are vivid and unforgettable.

When Lena Carter returns to Black Hollow to settle her estranged grandmother’s estate, she expects dust, memories, and maybe a few ghosts of her past. What she doesn’t expect is the fog—thick, unnatural, and whispering her name. Her grandmother’s cryptic warning—“Don’t let the fog take you.”—becomes chillingly real when strange figures begin appearing in the mist. Shadows press against the windows, voices call to her from the darkness, and the once-familiar house warps into something sinister. Then she finds her grandmother’s journal, filled with frantic warnings about something in the fog—something that has waited for Lena to return. As the whispers grow louder and reality begins to unravel, Lena must uncover the truth about Black Hollow’s dark past before the fog takes her, too. Because once you answer the whispers, you belong to them.