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The Last Betrayal

The Last Betrayal Elias was nothing more than a desperate man looking for a way out of poverty. When a reckless decision to rob a casino owned by the infamous Black Sun Syndicate goes horribly wrong, he is thrust into a world of crime, violence, and power beyond his imagination. Given a brutal ultimatum by the mafia’s ruthless leader, Dominic Graves, Elias is forced to become a pawn in their deadly game—or die. As Elias descends deeper into the underworld, his once-innocent soul becomes stained with blood. What begins as a struggle for survival soon ignites an insatiable hunger for power. Robbery turns to murder. Betrayal becomes second nature. With every crime, Elias sheds the weak man he once was, rising through the ranks of the criminal empire. But ambition is a double-edged sword, and in the world of the mafia, loyalty is a myth. When his growing greed drives him to challenge even the untouchable Dominic Graves, Elias sparks a war—one that pits him against rival syndicates, corrupt officials, and the very government that seeks to eradicate him. But in a world built on deception and brutality, is there ever a true victor? As his enemies close in and his past sins return to haunt him, Elias must confront the ultimate question: Will he die as a king or fall as another forgotten pawn in the empire of shadows? A dark, thrilling journey into the depths of crime, Empire of Shadows explores the cost of power, the corruption of the soul, and the inevitable downfall of those who dare to claim the throne of the underworld.
Hassan_shafie · 270 Views

THE LAST MONARCH

In a world ruled by seven immortal monarchs, each wielding unparalleled powers, the balance of power seems eternal and absolute. These monarchs, the embodiment of dominance, reside in the legendary Eternis Citadel, governing the continents with iron-fisted laws and insurmountable strength. The people live under their shadows, burdened by oppressive taxes and the constant threat of execution for disobedience. Mordred, a young boy living in the kingdom of King Odin, one of the seven monarchs, is the son of a humble innkeeper. Unbeknownst to him, he carries the bloodline of a monarch—his estranged father was Unknown though. Mordred’s life seems mundane until his was twelve when an event triggers the awakening of a power unlike any the world has ever seen. This power does not merely reflect the monarchs’ abilities—it surpasses them, marking him as the first person in history born to challenge their rule. As Mordred grapples with his newfound abilities, he must navigate a treacherous world filled with powerful enemies, political intrigue, and the weight of his destiny. Will he rise to become a savior for the oppressed or fall victim to the ambitions of those who seek to control him? Amid festivals like the Twilight sovereign Festival, marking King Odin’s annual departure to the monarchs' summit, secrets unfold, alliances form, and enemies emerge. The world’s fragile order teeters as the birth of a new monarch threatens to ignite a revolution. In this tale of power, legacy, and rebellion, Mordred must uncover the truth about his lineage and forge his path in a world where even the gods fear change. Will he become the harbinger of a new era or a pawn in a game of immortals?
Henry_Stone_7770 · 784 Views

THE LAST ORACLE

**In a world on the brink of ecological collapse, where ancient prophecies whisper of impending doom, Jake, a young man burdened with the weight of a forgotten lineage, must confront his destiny as the last Oracle.** Jake, a sarcastic, wisecracking herbalist with a penchant for witty insults, lives a relatively carefree life, his knowledge of the natural world a solace in a time of growing despair. But when a devastating drought grips the land, and whispers of an ancient prophecy – one that foretells the end of the world as they know it – begin to circulate, Jake's life is irrevocably altered. Haunted by visions of a dying Earth and guided by cryptic messages from the spirit world, Jake discovers he possesses a forgotten power: the ability to commune with the Earth itself. As the drought intensifies and societal order begins to crumble, Jake must embark on a perilous journey to find the source of the impending cataclysm. During his journey, he meets Razar, a brilliant but disillusioned scientist, and Axon, his loyal and resourceful best friend, the voice of reason amidst Jake's sarcastic quips. In an attempt to help Jake understand and control his burgeoning powers, Razar accidentally injects him with an experimental serum. This serum unexpectedly imbues Jake with a unique system, transforming his understanding of his abilities into a game-like interface. Jake now receives quests, gains experience points, and unlocks new abilities as he masters his powers. However, the system is a secret, a dangerous secret that must be kept hidden from the world, including his closest allies. As Jake grapples with his newfound power, the system, and his place in the world, he begins to question his own morality. The system, while granting him incredible abilities, also fuels his inner turmoil. He struggles to control its influence, battling internal demons as he navigates a world on the brink of collapse. Facing not only the impending ecological disaster and the machinations of Mordros, a powerful sorcerer who seeks to exploit the chaos, but also the potential dangers of the system itself, Jake must confront his own inner darkness. With the help of Razar and Axon, and guided by the cryptic messages of the Earth, Jake must decide whether to embrace his destiny as the last Oracle and save the world, all while keeping the existence of the system a secret, ensuring that its power does not corrupt him, and ultimately, finding redemption within himself. !
BraveDfirst · 528 Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 2.9K Views

Euphoric Faith

In the world of Euphoria, sword, magic and faith had dominated lives for centuries, ever since the catastrophic period commonly referred as The Joining nearly destroyed the world. Those born with magical abilities, strive to become a Magus and are highly sought after. Those talented in warfare, became Sword Masters and are the backbone of many kingdoms. Those touched by diety had elevated their own position immediately, since miracles and spells utilising faith are always in short supply. Every since The Joining, many monsters have crossed the boundaries of Euphoria. Whole knightly orders and wizard towers dedicated their lives in an attempt to eradicate monstrosities roaming this world. The question that many asked themselves was: What would happen if there was a group capable of using magic, even if at basic level, skilled in combat and had a patronage of a god? Many objected, seeing a future where their own position of power would be threatened and refused this offer. Although there were few pure and honest mages and knights. They gathered in secrecy, hiring trusted alchemists in an attempt to transmute a body, to create a blueprint perfect for their purpose. They prayed to various gods, old and new arrivals but there was only one Goddess that responded. Alchemists we're often dubbed by commoners and those of faith as witches. So they took it upon themselves to name their new creation, using the very same foul moniker to spite those that wronged them... (Warning this is an 18+ novel. There are heavy, adult themes in it. Enter at your own discretion).
Retrion · 4.5K Views

Last of the Chosen

The grand doors of Edelweiss Swordschool creaked open, revealing a vast courtyard surrounded by towering spires and the impressive silhouette of the castle. Lein stood at the entrance, his eyes wide with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. He adjusted the cloak around him, feeling the warmth of the earring given to him by his father's old swordmaster. As he stepped forward, a hand clapped down on his shoulder, causing him to turn. A fellow student, a girl of his age with fiery red hair and a mischievous glint in her eyes, grinned at him. "Hey there, new kid! You must be Lein, right?" she said with a playful tone. Lein gave a nod, managing a small smile. "Yes, that's me. Lein von Hrunting." "I'm Elara. Welcome to Edelweiss!" She gestured to the sprawling campus. "Come on, I'll show you around and help you get settled." As they strolled through the courtyard, Elara pointed out the training grounds, the library, and the various towers where students attended classes. Lein couldn't help but marvel at the sheer scale of the school. "So, why did you come here?" Elara asked, glancing at him. Lein hesitated for a moment before replying, "My father believes I might have a talent for being a Spellblade, like him. He arranged for me to study here." "Ah, a Spellblade! That's impressive. You'll be training with the best of the best," she said with a grin. "That being said, you'll be expected to beat them if that is truly your goal." They reached the entrance of the castle, and Elara opened the door for Lein. The interior was just as imposing as the exterior, with polished marble floors and towering pillars. As they walked through the corridors, Lein couldn't shake the feeling that all eyes were on him. Elara led him to a room with a wooden door bearing the emblem of Edelweiss. "This is your room," she announced, pushing the door open. Inside, Lein found a neatly arranged space with a comfortable bed, a small desk, and a window that offered a view of the surrounding mountains. His luggage was already placed by the bed. "Your stuff arrived earlier. We've got a few hours before the welcoming ceremony, so take your time settling in. If you need anything, I'll be around." Elara said, giving him a friendly wave before heading out. Alone in his new room, Lein took a deep breath. This was the beginning of a new chapter in his life. As he unpacked his belongings, he couldn't help but wonder what challenges and adventures awaited him at Edelweiss Swordschool. Little did he know, the journey ahead would test not only his skills but also the mysterious power that lay dormant within him. The cloak of anonymity provided by the earring would prove to be both a blessing and a curse in the days to come.
AllenWisse · 7.6K Views
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