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VR: My skills are getting weirder

Once upon a time—okay, more like Tuesday—Earth had a problem. Specifically, the kind of problem that comes with teeth, shadows, and a complete disregard for physics. They called it The Darkness. It showed up one day, wrecked the planet like it was a tutorial zone, and left humanity with two options: die screaming or die slightly later. That’s when a Supreme Being—possibly bored, possibly drunk on starlight—took pity on humanity and said: [“Alright, alright. You guys suck at surviving. Let’s try this again.”] With a snap (probably), the last remnants of mankind were transported to a new world: Celestara—a magical realm with floating continents, talking crystals, and suspiciously cute monsters that will absolutely kill you if you blink wrong. Here, humans can awaken magical Jobs, unlock hidden Talents, and level up using a divine system called Vaelwyn—basically fantasy’s version of patch notes and grind culture. It’s like someone made life into a video game. Because... they did [Six hundred year later] And then there’s Kael Virean—a guy from a perfectly normal parallel Earth, where the biggest threat to humanity was bad Wi-Fi and overpriced DLCs. He also happened to be a VR game world champion, the kind of player who dodged boss attacks in his sleep. One day, he opened his eyes… and found himself transmigrated to Celestara—in the body of an 18-year-old boy, just moments away from his Awakening. Whatever that means. --- [Disclaimer: Want to know what happens next? Then start reading. Curiosity is a powerful thing.]
N0v03 · 675 Views

The Abandoned Heir of Morthilin

--------I am noticing many of you reading it but not adding to the library, maybe because of Prologue, so you can skip the Boring Prologue of Lore and get to the fun part, Chapter-01. Thanks for Reading it. I really appreciate it. Synopsis: [Ultra Short Version - Terry has game abilities—XP leveling, resource gathering, crafting items in seconds, spamming them in battle, and even granting others the same powers.] ------ [Short version] Terry's soul was a hollow flute. Isekai'd into a brutal world of monsters and dungeons, but with game-like powers, he was used as a pawn, then betrayed and abandoned. But in that emptiness, something ancient began to stir. Now he drifts unseen, collecting every secret and sin, his hollow core twisting into a hunger no one can escape. The flute has begun to sing. And when he plays, the world that cast him aside will drown in the music of his revenge. ----------------- [Long Version] Terry never had the wish. Had no big dreams. Never wanted to be great. No fire of ambition in his heart. Just emptiness. Maybe that's why he was chosen. A perfect vessel. Cracked and full of holes. Empty enough for something old and powerful to slip in. Like a flute waiting to be played, shaped to carry a god's lost song. He woke up in Tarnheval, a brutal medieval world choking on its own glory. Monsters lurking beneath shattered citadels. Dragons nesting in the ruins of dead kingdoms. Dungeons that swallowed entire generations. And nobles who smiled as they carved out power from the bones of the helpless. They looked at him and saw nothing worth fearing. Just a vessel to be filled. A weapon to be used. So they betrayed him. Abandoned him. He was sacrificed. Forgotten. But he did not forget. Quiet. Watching. Every move the nobles plotted behind cold stone walls. Every sin the great families buried beneath silk banners. Armies that slaughtered innocents they had sworn to protect. And Terry drifted through it all. Unseen. Unremarkable. Absorbing every dark truth, every whispered lie, every dying breath. Noting. Remembering each. Because something inside him was waking up. Something older than Tarnheval itself. The flute had begun to sing. His emptiness turned into hunger. A hunger for truth. A hunger for ruin. The one they abandoned was becoming the weapon they couldn't stop. And whether the world lives or falls, it will happen to the music he plays. #IsekaiEpic #AbandonedHeir #DungeonCrawling #DragonTaming #War #TheEmptyHero
WoodenPaw · 7.8K Views

The Bloodbath Odyssey; I reincarnated to become the cursed

Simma, who was once an outcast, never expected much from life. He thought he would continue being a rag for the Singriths who treated and trained him like a slave, with the intent to exploit and turn him into one of their Daylight Warriors, compelled to serve them with his life. But fate had said otherwise, and his determination to free himself paid off, though causing him someone he had cared about. Simma, who once thought that he was good at fighting, thinking that he had learned very much from the Singriths, now sees that he was a weakling. In the world of his own kind, he has to train, fight, and also look into himself in order to make a better version of himself, He had to become an Azren, go through series of training, defend the citadel and the great city, help maintain the system and slay Singriths ,Soulnexers, and demons as to level up to the next ranks. Only to realize that he had reincarnated but had no memories at all, since he had reincarnated into a child, and his Azrax (this is the energy that lives in everyone; it is what channels one’s power)—a part of his Azrax called The Within Beast—was something else: the hardest to tame and toughest to obey his commands. He now had to go through the pain, the suffering of finding out his past life, and also coping in the world he finds himself in. And as he was just digging, he made a discovery that was very tangible, that would change the whole system. He found out that... Read to know.
Evans_Mecus · 3.4K Views

The Shadow Child's Legacy

Synopsis: The Order of Shadows and the Legacy of the Shadow Child In the somber kingdom of Lysareth, threatened by a blight of wilting and a deadly insomnia known as "The Unveiling," a ten-year-old orphan named Etan Luwin struggles to find his place. Abandoned at the enigmatic Shadow Gate with a mysterious mark on his left palm, Etan was recruited by the cold and strict Order of Shadows, a brotherhood of spy-mages who view him as a mere tool for his innate abilities to manipulate shadows. Under the tutelage of Master Alaric, Etan masters stealth, the whispers of darkness, and illusions, though each use of his powers brings him closer to the paranoia of the "Echo of the Dark Night," the whispers of the minor demons imprisoned within his mark. Etan's life takes a dark turn when, accidentally, his mark reacts to an ancient parchment, revealing a symbol identical to his own and a chilling connection to the Draining Machine, a legendary artifact threatening to consume the kingdom's life force. This machine is the centerpiece of Veylan Mordrake's plan, the Archon of Shadows, a noble demon obsessed with resurrecting his deceased wife, Elandra, by breaking ancient pacts that maintain the balance between life and death. Now, Etan, the "Shadow Child," must infiltrate Nymorgath, the twisted underground citadel of the Shadow Court, to steal the fragments of the "Umbral Heart" –the Draining Machine's blueprints– guarded by treacherous heroes. Only by mastering his own darkness and the dangerous whispers of his mark can Etan unravel the legacy of his abandonment and prevent Lysareth from being consumed, left... abandoned to death.
silversblaze · 2.1K Views

The unbroken legion (A testament for the twelfth of June)

In a world scarred by war and oppressive regimes, the once-proud Twelfth Legion lies shattered. Disarmed and humiliated under the tyrannical General Besa, General Mervin Kapapi ("The Iron Resolve") and his remaining soldiers plot to reclaim their honor and weapons, offering their services to a treacherous Governor in a desperate gambit. Meanwhile, the Legion's spirit endures through its scattered remnants. Survivors Kael and Lira, escaping a massacre by the fanatical Void Sect, are entrusted by enigmatic forest tribes with a dangerous weapon: a mysterious obsidian seed pulsating with latent power. Simultaneously, Captain Elias Varek is blackmailed by the Governor into a mission to the cursed Deadzone, where he uncovers a horrifying plot: the Governor is excavating the Twelfth Legion's own fallen soldiers to weaponize them into an undead army. Branded traitors and relentlessly pursued, Elias and allies like the fierce Kaela navigate treacherous landscapes—from the Citadel's hidden passages to war-torn battlefields. They face betrayals like the turncoat warlord Veymar, deadly assassins like the aether-wielding Chameleon (whose actions hint at a conspiracy linked to the Legion's fall on the Twelfth of June), and terrifying forces like the Unseen Hand cabal of void mages. Each encounter reveals fragments of a larger, darker threat, symbolized by the cryptic message "Eclipsed." As the exiled remnants of the Twelfth, now led by figures like Kael Veyne, battle usurpers and unearth ancient secrets within a buried Aetherian ship, Elias and his comrades fight desperate last stands against overwhelming enemies like the warlord Garrik. Their survival hinges on resilience, unexpected alliances (including the formidable Witch of the Wilds), and timely reinforcements, most crucially the Seventh Legion. The Unbroken Legion is a gritty epic of resilience against annihilation. It follows soldiers stripped of everything but their resolve as they fight to reclaim their honor, expose necromantic plots, confront ancient powers, and uncover the truth behind the betrayal that shattered them, proving that even a broken legion can be reforged in the fires of defiance.
John_Mwanabeti · 6.8K Views

Rejected By The Alpha King; But She Is The Key

The air in the secluded passage crackled with a tension that was both palpable and suffocating. Arin, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, watched as Roan stalked towards her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and a chillingly possessiveness. It had been months since he had cast her aside, months since his words had shattered her world, yet the memory of his rejection remained as sharp as shattered glass. He had found her alone, a rare moment of solitude in the bustling citadel, and he had seized the opportunity to confront her. Jealousy, a venomous and unfamiliar serpent, coiled within him, fueled by the sight of her arrival alongside Alpha Zayan. Though he would never admit it, the unexpected image of her with anyone, talk more an Alpha gnawed at his pride, a stark reminder of his judgment. "So," he began, his voice a low, menacing growl, "the whore returns." Arin's chin lifted, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. She refused to cower before him, to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her break. "I came with Alpha Zayan," she corrected, her voice steady, "at his invitation." Roan scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "An invitation," he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How convenient. I suppose you've been… entertaining him in exchange for his protection?" He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long, intimidating shadow over her. "You always were good at selling yourself, weren’t you? First me, then whoever else was willing to take you." He watched her, his eyes filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he expected her to crumble beneath his insults. He wanted to see her break, to see her reduced to the trembling, humiliated woman he had left behind. But Arin had changed. The pain of his rejection had forged a resilience within her, a strength she never knew she possessed. She had learned to value her own worth, to define herself outside of his judgment. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her lips, a smile that held no warmth, only a chillingly detached amusement. "I would rather be a whore in a cheap bar," she said, her voice laced with a quiet contempt, "than be your whore, King Roan." His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through his mask of arrogance. He had expected tears, pleas, perhaps even a desperate attempt to defend her honor. He had not expected defiance.
SukieWrites · 17.6K Views

Kael Viremont: The Last Light Screams

The world remembers him only in whispers. In stories meant to frighten children. In scriptures sealed behind church vaults. In the charred ruins of cities that dared to stand tall. They call him many things. The Lord of Endless Midnight. The Sovereign of Ashes. The Demon of the Last Light. No one speaks the name he once bore. No one remembers the man. His throne sits atop a black citadel built where no grass grows. No birds sing above it. No stars shine above its towers. The land around it decays — not because he wills it, but because the gods themselves turned their eyes away from him. He does not speak. He does not smile. He does not sleep. Only once in a while, when the flames of war flicker low, he dreams — and the world trembles. In those dreams, there is no blood. Only a woman’s laughter, soft and warm. A child running through wildflowers. A fire in a hearth that smells like safety. Faces blurred by time, yet never truly forgotten. He wakes. He feels nothing. And so he marches again. The world believes he seeks conquest. That he wishes to drown the continent in darkness. But that is not the truth. The truth is worse. He is not here to rule. He is here to erase. To burn the world that betrayed him, not out of hatred… but because it no longer deserves to exist. He tried to protect it once. He begged. He bled. He trusted. And for that, they fed him to the flame — and made him need the darkness. It was not always like this. He was not always this. He once had a name. He once had a family. He once had a friend who called him brother. They are gone now. He remains. Not Kael Viremont, the Duke of the Western Vale. No. That man died in chains of ash and blood. What remains now… ...is a silence the gods cannot bear to hear. Let the world scream his name in fear. Let them curse the night he fell. Let them pray to empty heavens. For the last light is long gone. And its scream has only just begun.
Yahya_Hilal · 3.6K Views

supreme overlord of all realms

When the heavens collapsed, he laughed. When the gods wept, he slapped them. And when the world begged for balance, he brought chaos wrapped in harmony. Born with a Divine System that rewards him not for strength—but for disrupting the status quo, Tianming begins his journey as a mere cultivator with a heretical thought: > “What if music and silence… were lovers, not rivals?” In a realm torn between the celestial harmonies of the Holy Music Goddess Aria and the void-born doctrines of the Goddess of Silence, Nihila, Tianming rises as the bridge—and the weapon—between both. Armed with the Echoing Silence Blade, forged from their own divine essences, Tianming builds more than kingdoms: He builds a paradox empire—where fallen angels compose opera, battle monks farm floating citadels, and divine entities argue over who gets to warm his bed... or destroy him. But as he gathers a harem of goddesses, forges divine cultivation paths, and face-slaps arrogant immortals, a forgotten terror awakens: > The Goddess of Unheard Screams—a being erased from all history—has heard the first note of her return. Now Tianming must navigate divine politics, cultural warfare, and sensual sabotage—all while growing stronger through irony, disruption… and laughter. --- Genre: Xianxia | Fantasy | Cultivation | Comedy | Harem | Empire-Building | Martial Arts | Mythical Romance Tags: Overpowered MC, Face-Slapping, System, Gods, Divine Harem, Kingdoms & Empires, Magic, Immortality, Humor --- Would you like a shorter promotional blurb for platform banners, or a longer version that introduces the main heroines and system mechanics in more detail?
Billyml · 19.4K Views

Echo of the Eternal Storm

In a world shrouded in perpetual winter and haunted by ancient evils, Valerius is a man forged from ice and regret. A former battlemage from a fallen kingdom, he now wanders as a mercenary, his only companion the immense and dangerous power known as the Eternal Blizzard—the ability to manifest the cold will of winter into deadly weapons and sentient constructs. Haunted by the ghost of his lost queen, Isolde, and the kingdom he failed to protect, Valerius has encased his heart in ice, his services sold to the highest bidder, his purpose reduced to a cold, transactional survival. His latest contract leads him to the remote, terror-stricken village of Oakhaven, a tiny flicker of warmth besieged by grotesque creatures crawling from the frozen mountains. What begins as a straightforward extermination job quickly unravels, revealing a far more sinister and intelligent force at play. His investigation leads him to the heart of a cursed, ancient fortress where he confronts a powerful Lich and a profane codex—a sentient book of immense power that whispers promises of godhood. In a desperate act, Valerius seals the book's power but at a catastrophic cost: the complete loss of his own magic. Stripped of his power and his very identity, Valerius is left broken and vulnerable. Forced into a state of dependency, he is cared for by Elara, Oakhaven’s compassionate healer, whose simple kindness and unwavering belief in his humanity threaten to breach the icy walls he has built around his soul. Her gift of a simple "memory stone," meant to hold a single good memory, becomes a powerful symbol of his internal conflict—the choice between the cold solitude of his past and the fragile warmth of a potential future. When it becomes clear that the book was merely a prisoner and the true source of the mountain’s corruption remains, Valerius must make a choice. No longer a mercenary fulfilling a contract, he embarks on a personal crusade to finish what he started, driven by the echoes of his past failure. Without his magic, he must venture back into the mountain, this time into a newly-revealed, even older prison known as the Citadel. Relying solely on his wits, experience, and sheer endurance, he must navigate deadly traps and overcome ancient, tragic guardians. He confronts automated sentinels, evades a monstrous, eternally suffering warden, and walks the "Bridge of a Thousand Sorrows"—a psychic gauntlet designed to shatter the soul by amplifying a traveler's own grief and regret. Echo of the Eternal Storm is a dark fantasy epic that chronicles a fallen hero's brutal quest for atonement. It is a story about the nature of strength, questioning whether true power lies in the ability to command winter's fury or in the resilience of the human spirit to endure unimaginable suffering, confront its own ghosts, and choose connection over solitude, even at the greatest possible cost.
AslanNorthemVale · 11.4K Views

The Apex Protocol (TAP)

In a world scarred by the 'Great Sundering' and plagued by the insidious Void Blight, Kael lives a brutal existence, fiercely protecting his small settlement, Haven. When the ruthless warlord Ragnar attacks, abducting Kael's sister, Elara, Kael is pushed to the brink. In a desperate, agonizing transformation, he awakens the 'Apex Protocol,' a primal system that unleashes monstrous power, turning him into a terrifying force of nature. Haunted by Elara's scream and battling the Protocol's feral whispers, Kael embarks on a relentless quest through the desolate Dustlands. He navigates treacherous landscapes, confronts mutated horrors, and clashes with Ragnar's relentless raiders, all while struggling to retain his humanity. Along the way, he forms a tense alliance with the Ash Runners, a band of rebels fighting Ragnar's tyranny. Their journey leads them to the Iron Citadel, Ragnar's formidable stronghold, where Kael discovers Ragnar's horrifying connection to the Void Blight – a sentient, malevolent entity. As Kael confronts Ragnar in a cataclysmic battle, he uncovers the Apex Protocol's true purpose: an ancient countermeasure against the Blight. Faced with the ultimate choice, Kael must fully embrace the monstrous power within to sever the Blight's core, risking his very soul to save his sister and the dying world. The novel culminates in a brutal victory, leaving Kael as the 'Silent Guardian,' forever walking the line between man and beast, a beacon of hope in a world slowly healing.
Jeel_Kathiriya_0292 · 6.1K Views
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