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Aberrant Spectre

Brimful Depravation

Front Page is YI'ONNAISSE MURLCKQUIM - CADET DIMY-69" The world is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it. The "Imperishable", Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives. With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person. The First Gift, is "Shards", called "Cards" by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an "Imperishable Monolith". The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask. The Third Gift, is the "Perennence", with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would "Respawn" in a "Memory Hall", making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can "Revive" you by providing the missing resource. However, this comes with a drawback, you become a "Servant" of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%. The Fourth Gift, is "The Memory Hall", unfortunately, they had an evil twin, "The Howling Wall", which are created in places that had seen too many "Take Downs" in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched. Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, "Repercussion", "Traits" and "Work", being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for "The Imperishable". But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown territories, sprouting the so called "Graveyards", "Factories", "Hives", "Nests", "Lairs", "Crops" and "Farms" across the entire world of "Leathemnur". NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE DON'T GET FOOLED BY THE START A FAIR SHARE OF: ACTION BEAUTIES MYSTERIES A WHOLE LOT OF: SMUT BONDING INDECENCY COMMENT FOR: KINKS DOUBTS SUGGESTIONS Additional Information: I would try and publish TWO or even THREE Chapters a Day, and TWO up to SEVEN Chapters on Sundays, of course, it would depend entirely on my current schedule IRL. My Personal Goal is Publish between 15 up to 25 Chapters every week. English is not my first language, that is why, any mistake I made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible.
Marshack · 187.5K Views

I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Across the vast convolution of worlds, divine beings rule as absolute sovereigns—each god assigned dominion over a singular realm. Skirmishes are inevitable, whether for power, amusement, or sheer pettiness. One such battle, between Nexus, the God of Trickery, and an aging, senile deity, resulted in an anomaly… A soul misplaced. Elliot, an ordinary man, was never meant for Ul’Tra-el. But fate, or perhaps a cosmic prank, had other plans. Unlike other worlds, Ul’Tra-el is an aberration—one that developed a voice. A voice that diverged from the natural order. A voice that changed everything. Its foundation cracked, leaking dimensions into one another. Rifts tore open like festering wounds, vomiting forth unspeakable horrors—monsters not meant to exist. But the world did not sit idly by. In response—perhaps an act of self-preservation—the world gifted its inhabitants power. Talents awakened, granting people extraordinary abilities. And for every rift sealed, the Voice of Ul rewarded them generously. Survival was simple: fight, grow stronger, and close the rifts… or die trying. In this ruthless, blood-soaked reality, Northern—a white-haired boy burdened by his past life—was reincarnated. But unlike the chosen heroes, he awakened as a talentless nobody. No power. No strength. No future. And when death loomed over him—when despair clawed at his soul and the cold grip of the failure threatened to take him— A Voice responded: [System Notice] [Your Soul cannot take a form.] [Searching for a Unique Pattern Ability…] [Searching…] [Search Found.] [A Unique System Ability has been detected.] [You Can Copy And Evolve Talents] ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!! Note: This is an overpower genre but MC does not just start off like that. Even though MC can copy talents he doesn't just jump around copying talents because there's a limitation. However, his rise to strength is depicted and is an experience to enjoy. The first few hundreds would be frustrating to follow because MC is weak but that makes the experience all the more interesting when MC finally gets freaking strong and starts wiping the floor with everyones asses.
RighteousFilth · 3.5M Views

FORBIDDEN INTIMACY: UNCHAINED BY HIS LOVE

[WARNING MATURE CONTENT, R18+] Michael Specter is a handsome, successful entrepreneur with women throwing themselves at his feet just to spend a night. However, very few know about his menacing side. Twenty-two year old Layla Mclan is in desperate need of a higher-paying job to clear off her mother's debts. Opportunity comes knocking when she successfully applies for work in a richer household, the Conners. But life soon takes a turn when Layla finds out that there is no such household, and instead of working as a maid, she is now a slave to Michael Specter, a billionaire with a twisted mind. Layla’s eyes turned red, shoulders trembling, her soul wanting to reach out to her mom but alas… There was no way out, as she was already locked in the room, succumbing to the fears that didn’t feel very distant; She had gone through the same not long before. The agreement papers turned her body cold. Sometimes the worst seems best and there’s no end to the misery days; The one who avenges, the one who endures remains true to their valor. ‘Rule No. 1: Tending to your Master’s needs should be your top priority. Failing to do so, he can punish you however he pleases.’ ‘However, he pleases? What he’s gonna do to me?’ She mused and felt her heart sinking to the bottom of her chest. ‘Rule No. 2: You cannot say ‘no’ or oppose your Master’s orders.’ ‘Rule No. 3: You’re free to wear clothes of your choice… However, he can make you change it if he wants.’ ‘Rule No. 4: You are not allowed to step outside of the property.’ . . . Excerpt: “Ac-Actually I’m sleepy and I spent my day working for the household… Umm… Master, can I ask you something?” “Go ahead.” “I left my mom back home and I took this offer just to meet the debts… So will you pay me the said amount if I listen to your needs?” She asked in her feeble voice. “Needs Hmm… How about you strip off right now and lie down on the bed?” “What?” She exclaimed in horror. “You heard me,” he sounded dead serious. Layla gulped down the heavy lump that she had been holding for quite some time. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ***NOTE*** The cover isn’t mine. Full credit goes to Author Hansora :) PEN-NAME: hansora. Please don’t use it.
ACE_SPECTRE · 64.1K Views

Blades Rage In Flame By Blood Dragon

In the iridescent tapestry of Halmosian, where the firmament shimmers with nebulous luminescence and the very air hums with the arcane whispers of forgotten deities, destiny entwines two souls as disparate as dusk and dawn. One, Aleeman Hakiman, a youth of no esoteric endowment yet of indomitable spirit, bears the mantle of teen commander of the Abjannas—warriors of resolute hearts and steely conviction. The other, Wei Yang Hong, a scion prince of the venerable Weng dragon clan, once a paragon of masculine ferocity, now ensnared in the silken chains of a cruel metamorphosis. Cursed into beauteous villainy, he sheds his former self and emerges as Shi Zhao Mei, a vision of ethereal allure, her vengeance as intoxicating as perfumed venom. Bound by fate’s inexorable decree, their paths converge at the Miracheneous Academy, a citadel of erudition and eldritch mastery, where Aleeman seeks knowledge to bridge the chasm of his powerlessness, and Shi Zhao Mei weaves her own enigma, a rose adorned with unseen thorns. Yet, beyond the confines of mortal intrigue, an abyssal spectre stirs—shadow-born abominations slither forth from the chasm of another world, their tenebrous tendrils grasping at the fabric of existence itself. Like a blade bereft of an edge yet held by a masterful hand, Aleeman must carve his legend not through sorcery, but through tenacity, wit, and the unyielding resolve of a commander who leads without the shield of supernatural prowess. And Shi Zhao Mei, a paradox of beauty and brutality, finds herself entangled in the dance of salvation, her past and present warring within as she sways between vehemence and valour. Thus begins their odyssey—a struggle against oblivion, a symphony of peril and promise, a battle where steel meets sorcery, where fate’s quill inscribes their names upon the annals of Halmosian.
DarkPhantom48957 · 4.6K Views

Clone Seeker

Ciel Adams is a Fourth Stage Esper from the now destroyed last stronghold of humanity; Bastion City. The city had survived long past the dreaded Judgment Day, a day when The Eternal Flames suddenly engulfed the world and the ghastly Fallen descended. This day also became the catalyst for a new era of the world, one where there is a surge in supernatural activities as well as the emergence of many monster races. These aberrations now threaten humanity from within while The Fallen do so from beyond the great dome of Bastion. However, despite humanity's bitter struggle, Bastion city was unable to prevent its destruction. Ciel, along with what remained of humanity, found himself beaten and all but defeated. Desperate to change such an end, Ciel deploys one of the few tricks left at his disposal, that being his ability to manifest each of The Major Arcana Cards into the real world and using this, he successfully regresses to the past.      However due to his unstable power his soul fails to withstand the arduous journey back and shatters into twenty two pieces. These pieces each represent a major arcana card which have been given shape as clones. Now awakening within a broken state, and lacking all the power which he once held, Ciel is faced with the arduous task of not only saving the dreaded future which awaits humanity, but of helping his previous mentor. All the while, he must also take it upon himself to seek out and hunt the clones of him with the goal of regaining his past power and obtaining a complete soul once more. Such a task will not be easy for each clone is ready and willing to engage in a bloody battle for survival.   While Ciel is occupied attempting to complete the daunting tasks set before him, his previous mentor has already started her new life as an Officer of the NSRA, the agency responsible for the eradication of monsters within Bastion…  Just how will these two fates collide?     What to expect:  [Weak to Strong] [Two POV’s] [Futuristic City] [Supernatural] [Action] [Monsters] [Apocalyptic Setting] [Slow Burn]
Mister_Nameless · 16.4K Views

The Shadowfall Invasion

The urban legends that strike fear into the hearts of children, The notorious criminals that linger in the minds for far too long, Real phobias causing humanoid distortions, Natural disasters as living beings, Wild animals and strange things, Damned fairytales and fantasies... It was all well and good in the 21st century until suddenly, mankind's fears started to materialize into misty physical entities called Spectres. Despite the latest technology they could have had at the moment, imagine the seven bilion humans having their one or more fears materialize... At the same time. It plunged the whole world into chaos When humanity was almost at its end, seven Royals who bore abilities descended and begun pushing back the Spectres through relentless fighting. They are but humans, and there was only so much they could do. The last of humanity were divided into seven regions/Empires where each Royal would protect and rule over them. For eight centuries the same hierarchy and ranking system were used, until this generation came along An Emperor who wants complete dominance over the whole seven regions, another who plans for democracy, Those who wish for the humans to protect themselves and the ones who just want to live their own lives. These are the current generation Emperors, and all commoners would rather their independence than be ruled by them. Along with his stupid Vassals and annoying Agents, Javier suppresses the Shadowfall Invasion threatening to break through the frontlines all the while fighting against wandering Spectres in the city. MC goes on an adventure so don't miss the other characters too much (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠). He will be back... stronger A journey through Javier's self discovery, as he hunts unfortunate Royals on his death list, and figures out world mysteries, was all fun but no fun... until the second apocalypse came MC doesn't give a fuck if they're not his Vassal or Agent. MC is a sadistic mf, can be cool, stupid or immature at times.
Divine_Factor · 12.4K Views

The Night That Never Ends*

#Sile Shadows ** An investigation. An abandoned hospital. Secrets that should never come to light. ** When Molly Mason receives a desperate connection from his missing adoptive brother, Ayman al-Saraawi, his life turns upside down. After months without news, Ayman reveals to be stuck in the Ravencroft Hospital - an abandoned psychiatric asylum in the southern mountains of Levaosnia, where unimaginable horrors happen away from the eyes of the world. With just one camera as a weapon and his investigative journalist instinct as a guide, Molly infiltrates the hospital complex claim to rescue his brother and expose the truth. What she finds goes beyond the limits of sanity: * Doctors who never left the hospital when it was officially closed nine years ago * Inhuman experiments transforming patients into carnivorous aberrations * Cannibalism rituals in the name of "perfection of salvation" * Supernatural phenomena that challenge understanding * A conspiracy to create a new worldwide regime where death by illness would be replaced by a monstrous and immortal existence With each runner he runs, with every room he explores, Molly approaches not only his brother, but also the darkest secrets of forbidden medicine. With her camera recording every horrifying discovery, she becomes the last hope against a threat that could rewrite the future of humanity. But at Ravencroft Hospital, nothing is what it seems. And the doctors led by the enigmatic Dr. Vorstaan are already aware of their presence ... ** Asylum Shadows ** is a psychological horror and supernatural suspense webnovel that plunges into the depths of the scientific obsession and the darkest side of the search for immortality. Inspired by Outlast's universe, this terrifying narrative explores the boundaries between science and madness, reality and nightmare. *In the shadows of Ravencroft, the screams of patients have never ceased.
SuokTV · 3.3K Views

The Last Bloom of Spring

In the year 2025, India stood as an elective monarchy comprised of 563 kingdoms, a nation forged from the fires of the War of Independence in 1857. Yet, the spectre of an ancient threat loomed on the horizon, a menacing force that had once brought the subcontinent to the brink of annihilation. Vikram, a young prince from the revered Zamorin lineage, found himself exiled to the bustling city of Kolkata, banished by his mother for a transgression that remained shrouded in mystery. Stripped of his privileges and forced to live a life of austerity, he sought solace in the sacred precincts of the Kalighat Temple, where the fierce goddess Kali reigned supreme. As the weight of his exile bore down upon him, Vikram's path became intertwined with three remarkable women – a woman whose life he had saved, another he had rescued from the clutches of a depraved trade, and the daughter of the temple's priest, all of whom harboured profound feelings for the fallen prince. Yet, Vikram's true destiny lay not in the pursuit of earthly affections but in the mastery of an ancient art – the path of cultivation. For he was among the most powerful warriors in the land, a prodigy whose potential had barely been tapped. As the three years of his exile drew to a close, he knew that he must advance his cultivation to realms uncharted, unlocking the secrets of energy manipulation and spiritual transcendence. The urgency of his quest was fueled by the looming threat of an ancient enemy – a sorcerer of unimaginable might who had once marshalled a force of 25 million troops and 2.5 lakh ghosts and jins against the very heart of India. This formidable adversary, whose name had been lost to the annals of history, had come perilously close to subjugating the nation, only to be thwarted by the heroic sacrifice of a South Indian prince and six others, who had given their lives to vanquish the invading horde. Among the few survivors of that cataclysmic battle was a messenger, entrusted with a secret message and a mystical ring, both of which he had delivered to the Zamorin lineage before breathing his last. The contents of that message remained a closely guarded secret, but it was whispered that it held the key to unravelling the sorcerer's true identity and the means to defeat him once and for all. As Vikram's exile drew to a close, he found himself at a crossroads – to embrace his destiny as a warrior of unparalleled prowess or to forsake his heritage and live a life of obscurity. The choice was his, but the fate of India, and perhaps the world, hung in the balance. With unwavering resolve, Vikram chose the path of the warrior, immersing himself in the ancient arts of cultivation and unlocking the secrets of mind, body and soul for his country and countrymen. In the climactic confrontation, Vikram stood face-to-face with the sorcerer, a being of immense power who had eluded death for centuries. Drawing upon the full might of his cultivation, Vikram unleashed a torrent of energy that shook the very foundations of reality. In a cataclysmic clash of wills, the sorcerer's ancient magic and Vikram's Cultivation prowess faced off. But little did they know, the understanding of the universal secret is a domain they hardly chartered
Kannanunni_K_S · 8.6K Views
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