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Glitchtale Megalomaniac

Capital of Greed

The Cosmic Realm, the Infernal Realm, and the Mortal Realm constitute the world of Avaritia, a prosperous land of might and magic. With Humans, Elves, Dragons, Hobbits, Dwarves, and even Gods inhabiting its lands, it is a world that is as rich in history as it is in strife. For thousands of years, the Three Realms were locked in relentless conflict; the Mortal Realm serving as the battlefield. The three sides secured victories both large and small, but none managed to truly prevail over the others. Unable to watch his children slaughter each other, the God King Raidriar sacrificed his own life and split the Three Realms, stopping the endless wars. However, with his death, he left a prophecy. “On the eve of the Fourth Millennium, when the tears of Ausar finally run dry, the Throne of Fortune will appear.” “And he who ascends the Throne will be named ‘King of the World’.” And now, many years have passed and the fabled time has finally come. The Three Realms have shown signs of reuniting once again and the Gods have begun to place their bets on their chosen champions. This is the tale of that contest... ------------------------------------------- Main Character Introduction: Atlas Constantine, previously John Doe, is the 13-year old Prince of the recently fallen Constantine Kingdom. He is a genius, narcissistic megalomaniac, and an ex-politician with nearly sixty years of experience. He is known for his treacherous character, bottomless greed, and glib tongue. He is also petty, vain, shameless, and manipulative, whose moral standards are egregiously low. In short, he is a person who would stoop to any lows (or highs) to get what he wants. That being said, he is also strangely fair(?), kind(??), and fun. He is a person who is full of contradictions. "If people ever ask you to define the word 'Genius', just tell them my name." :- Atlas Constantine ------------------------------------------- Tags: Transmigration, High Fantasy, Male MC, Weak MC, No Cheats, Kingdom Building, Wars, Territory Management. Upload Rate / Time: 1 chapter/day. 8:00 AM CST Note: This novel is a High Fantasy set in a world with varied cultures and multiple races. It is important to note that the characters, events, and motives are PURELY FICTIONAL and have no relation to real events or people whatsoever.
C0nstance · 71.4K Views

Tales of the Implock - A LitRPG Monster Evolution Story

Nyx - A demon, weak and small, too fleeting of a creature to survive the infernal wastes in which he was born - but after multiple brushes with death, the otherwise inconsequential demon experiences a destiny-changing encounter with an unknown and eccentric god, foreign to this world. Cast from the domains of old and conspiring gods to a land of which is sheltered from the divine, beyond the reach of whence they scheme, the impling who soon would come to be known far and wide as Nyx will find a new purpose. Born of Pride, with the fires of ambition fanned and burning deep within, Nyx will grow, learn, and evolve. From a weak and pathetic impling, to that of a mighty arch demon of untold demonic power, nothing would stand in the way of his ascent. Yet, the yearn of power might not be the only thing the power-manic demon will come to desire as he will encounter others who might just matter as much to him as the ecstasy of power does. [Info] This story features a wide breadth of characters with unconventional views, morals, and actions. There is no black and white - there is only grey. In a world where strength rules, notions of good and evil blur. The protagonist of this story is not a hero. He is not human. He is a megalomaniac demon trying to find his place in the world of which he has been discarded. This novel is my first crack at making something serious, a piece of work I can be proud of. It is a part of a bigger universe that I am creating, The Aethos, and I fully intend for this story to be professionally edited, then self-published on Amazon. The novel will continue on for a long adventure, as each arc will be made into a proper book. Therefore I heavily encourage feedback and interaction. Anything to improve my story and my writing is greatly appreciated. Thank you, and welcome to the Aethos. [Schedule] - Five chapters a week. [Links] Patreon.com/Konge Discord: https://discord.gg/MtYaE3MBEq I am also posting this story on Royalroad and Scribblehub.
Konge · 304.8K Views

Vernarth Hellenic Trilogy I

With axiomatic prominences, the God Spílaiaus hung from the Virola from the Ibic Three in the elevations of the Kanthillana at three thousand meters high in the Transversal valleys, individualized Pichi, Chile. Millions of flying masses of Chiropterans unfolded, anticipating Vernarth's visit to the Celestial Regency of these Deities by accidental and hybrid Hellenic prophecy; coming from the Transylvanian Protocol with the Eternity of the Submythological god of Vernarth Aiónius from Ibic 1. These deities came etherealized by the heights of the Nothofagus Obliqua that curved at forty-five degrees from the east, Intoning the melisma of Antiphona Benedictus that this time made the bastion, and the garrison of the Mikhve or Kathartyrium of Vernarth possessing the souls with lurid megalomaniacs boiling internally through the Underworld bringing Hades Speleothemes, such tow rope pulls the Kosmous and humanity into the entrails of Kardiá of the purified Agoge and the Mikveh or Purification of Vernarth in the last Existential Hypnosis hanging on the halberds of the Dorus, Áspis Koilé and Kantabroi waving in the intensity of conifers before Hegira began at Tel Gomel. Vernarth approaches Spilaiaus and utters: "My Lord I had an illusion, It said that I had to fly over the Palace of Arbela at the expense of the followed "Paraps or Othónes" or Parapsychology screens that took me to wastelands full of Ungulates that rested sterile in calcined slag covered with clamoring silica Hoplites and Achaemenides imploring to escape from ominous dawn of Dark Angels, safe from other Shvil Angels, Kalidona´s Souls, Helleniká, Armas Christi and Trouvere. Essentially all of them would beg for the circumcision of the open field and also in openings of thousands of soldiers when I was arranged by all this heavenly light to crack the heels of every Hoplite. Thus leaving the hollow opening of my soul Mikveh, Kassotides and Lynothorax that invaded with satiety to get out of itself and become the destination of all oppressed compassion on the way to the Empyrium". Much less express it from a Gnostic point of view; where everything is reborn and progresses in paradisiacal cycles and messages of the Merkabah, They are of an infinite cohesion of that celestial if it had to appear in the astral journey without taking into account what the same time in question, allows to appreciate how long it has to last or persist to know that you are rooted in this process itself!
DaoistFiGEEm · 2.7K Views
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