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The Frigate That Flies

The Pond that Absorbed Me

I wish this story had more readers, cuz the ML is hilariously self- devastating jerk on a survival mission with gorgeous company he doesn’t care about. They shared constellations earlier, but now light-years separated their ‘whispered’ wishes… *** In a moment of unforeseen Fate, a young man reaches into the icy waters, but with a sudden, forceful pull, he is drawn into its depths. Now shrouded in the Darkness he endures his imprisonment there. “Reconnecting with an old friend is like finding a lost jade—if only it were worth the trouble.” Xiǎo Fù, The Servant. *** Meanwhile, in the secluded monastery the Great Master’s rage ignites when his servant vanishes. Four days of torment, anger, and longing leave every monk wishing for their own end… until an unexpected visitor comes. “Your Stupidity is the Yin to Wisdom’s Yang. Keeps the balance, you know.” Xījiǎo Yùshén, The Water Master. *** At this very time, the Prince suffers distress by the grief of loss, spending his days in drunken mourning in order to dull the pain. He doesn't have any desire to cling to life anymore, but being immortal, he cannot just die. “Eternity? Like waiting for a thousand cherry blossoms to bloom—one by one.” Mùnchén, The Second Prince. *** Forbidden practices, Heavenly secrets, Fate’s defiance and the Realms on the brink of War. As well as Curse, Scheming, Sacrifice and Punishment that turns God into Wandering Spirit, and Spirit into only Heavenly Heir. Sarcasm on the edge of torture, both evoke the bittersweet ache of missed encounters and unfulfilled destinies. *** THE LEGEND In a world where Realms are connected, there's an old tale—a Legend that whispers of Balance and hidden Powers. According to this lore, all Realms share a common origin, and their Fates are intertwined. Realms are destined to coexist as one. Here, no hierarchy prevails—no masters, no slaves. Instead, Realms harmonize, their existence interwoven threads. Should the Balance falter, Chaos looms, and the Abyss threatens to swallow everything. Yet, when the Abyss fully absorbs the Realms, the Celestial Source establishes a new Cycle of Life, and brings new Realms to coexist. But even if the Abyss is undeniable, a hope remains, for within the same Source that birthed the Abyss lies an indomitable Force—a Guardian, the One, born to confront, combat, and seal it. Thus, the current Realms gain their chance at survival. *** PS This story was planned long ago, but life is life, so I only decided to share it within online community now. That’s why your support means a world to me >> give me, pls, at least the smallest sign that my work is not in vain so I can happily proceed writing. I’m grateful for your like, comment or review. I appreciate every reader who spends their time following my characters’ journey throughout the chapters and helping me develop their best and worst traits, as well as torture, challenges, punishments and adventures. Thx in advance! *** All intellectual property rights of this novel are owned by the author (uttophian).
Uttophian · 23.3K Views

The Strongest Hero? That Sounds Boring!

Maximus Void once ruled over everything. From the First Realm of mortals to the Ninth Realm of gods, his name inspired awe and fear in equal measure. His journey to the pinnacle of power was one of relentless ambition. He conquered nations, tamed beasts, and shattered the limits of magic itself. With every battle fought and every foe bested, he climbed higher. By the time he reached the summit of the Nine Realms, there was no question—he was the strongest being to ever exist. Yet, as Maximus gazed across the infinite landscape of the Ninth Realm, with its skies of eternal twilight and seas of liquid stars, he found no joy in it. There was nothing left to conquer. The thrill that had driven him for centuries, the fire that had burned within his soul, had long since dimmed. Where once there was excitement in facing the unknown, there now remained only the dull certainty of victory. His powers were so absolute that even the gods of old, those once feared and revered, became mere shadows in his presence. He had solved the mysteries of the cosmos, transcended the limits of creation, and now all that stretched before him was a life without challenge. “I've become... a prisoner of my own strength.” "This is... no life." The solution was simple, though the consequences were severe. He would erase his memories, sealed his power and scattered it across the realms. Not all of them—he needed to leave behind a single spark, something to drive him forward. He would remember his desire for adventure, his longing for a challenge, but nothing else. His godhood, his victories, his powers, and his title as the strongest being would all be sealed away within his mind, locked behind the scattered fragments of his power. "I want to enjoy the journey again." It was the only thing that mattered.
Almiron94 · 2.1K Views
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