Breathe

In the heart of Xiaxo, a land where magic and nature breathe as one, the tides of change threaten to engulf its people. The ancient traditions of the Xiaxoan are under siege by the sprawling Kirat Empire, whose reach extends deep into the hills and forests, reshaping the fabric of this mystical land. Yet, whispers of forgotten powers and a looming cataclysm spark embers of resistance in the hearts of the oppressed. Amid the shadow of imperial rule, a young generation stumbles upon the remnants of a time when Xiaxo’s magic was unbroken. The knowledge they uncover—mysterious, transformative, and forbidden—offers both a beacon of hope and a harbinger of upheaval. As the Xiaxoan people face impossible choices, alliances are tested, and the line between survival and defiance blurs. Xiaxo is a tale of resilience and rediscovery, where the echoes of the past call out to shape a future yet unwritten. In the battle between oppression and freedom, the land itself becomes both a battlefield and salvation.

[Ding !! Euro Breather System Unlocked]  [One breath = 1 euro]  [Level 1 : Please use  100,000 Euros to level up] As Jack made his way back to his small apartment from his part-time work, he couldn't help but be amazed by a panel that materialized before his eyes. Despite his best efforts to dismiss the idea of such imaginary thing, his thrifty side begged him to believe in it. Coming from Australia after obtaining a scholarship to attend a highly esteemed German high school. All he had was a life without parents. He may expect his life to undergo a radical transformation now that he got a cheat system. Join my discord : https://discord.gg/aDAUyXxqEd Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and organizations are imaginary and any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental. The narrative is intended for entertainment purposes only and does not reflect real-life occurrences or perspectives.

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ----------------

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arms, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents from their realm and was thrown into the human world. The reason? He hadn't given them grandchildren yet. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.

[Linguistics Skill: Lv0 (7/10)] [Apothecary Skill: Lv1 (15/100)] [Knight Breathing Skill: Lv2 (36/200)] [Knight Breathing Skill Experience Point +1] ------ In the year 3077 of the Berta calendar, during the era of confusion before wizards had reached the throne, he brought them 'Straight A Student Panel.' He stepped into the sorcerer world, perfected sorcerer knowledge, like a bright moon dispelling the mists of the era. He was Ivan Marichardon, a pioneer of knowledge, he blazed trails for the way of the sorcerer.

The new book, "The Arrogant and Cute Princess: Your Highness is so Cunning" has been published -- back then, she was innocent and naive, doing everything she could, hoping that he would notice her. Later on, in her anger and embarrassment, she snapped: "Chen Yiran, take your hands off me. Do you think I’m still that ignorant young girl?" With a devilish smile, he leaned in to seal her lips with his and whispered: "Hmm... you've long since become an innocent woman."

The Young Girl with Hazel Eyes and the elegant fedora’s hats who just look up in the Big-Big Windows with one or two sigh with a little single breath in the middle of slighty and clear weather. Her broken smile and expressions in her beautiful eyes was verry sad. She Daydreaming seriously once again. But it looks like the ‘Daydreaming’ was obsessed with her. Really weird, aren’t it?! The Big-Big Windows make her smile again but with a little hopes in one Big Hopes. The Breath. Clear Breath actually. The Young Girl then, verry happy with the next seconds in her heart, yeah, its suddenly and make that so magic in miracles with a simple thing. She Smile again with one pull smooth smile. Look a little bit and more happier than before. Breath deep and exhale in the next seconds, the beautiful and better smile in the brightly and clearly of the lightly and flawless in the Beautiful Afternoon in that day. “Maybe He had a Million reasons to understand” She said clearly but with nervous because her situation, alone but wth a little Hopes bring it up again and a litlle bit more again, like a fantastic Srprise in the Clearly morning whe you wake up in the Summer cheers Up Daydreaming! She looked up once again and then with one bright and priceless smile, say once again with the beautiful and a little bright of the Priceless hopes. “But, can’t i understanding that - all of the reasons why? Lets we try,” Teera Said with a much Hoping in the middle of stronger of the strugle power to believe and understanding about the Reasons Why. And, Why?!

"Mana to breathe, mana to eat, mana to fucking live," Inhale: -0.001 MP… oops! You're out of mana points. (Pay-to-breathe RPG.) Humanity's last walled stronghold. _____ In the world Elio lives, every gasp of air comes at a price. A floating indestructible book for every human, a magical system that turns survival into a pay-to-breathe RPG. Here, poverty isn't just being broke, it's choking. Surrounded by barren land and a sea of monsters on top of it (No water, just literal monsters), each day is a suffocating dance of survival, a balancing act between mana for air and mana for food. In this economy, holding your breath isn't just a game, it's a retirement plan. Driven by desperation (and the city's miserly rulers that don’t cut anyone a break), Elio dives into the Book System’s trials to save his family. Along the way, he unlocks powers he didn’t ask for and starts to figure out... Who he really is. Immerse yourself in an adventure where one young man's stubborn refusal to become a statistic could spark a revolution. Who knew being a pain in the system's rear could change the world? Because in Elio's world, breathing is just the beginning of the revolution and... he's gasping for change. But hey, who said saving the world had to be all doom and gloom? Join Elio as he kicks monster butt, uncovers ancient secrets, and maybe, just maybe, figures out how to grow a tree or two along the way. __________ Warning: May contain traces of world domination, an unhealthy obsession with the periodic table, damage points, progression math, and yes, even a sprinkle of that old "power of friendship" magic. Because sometimes, you need a buddy to help you remember which element does what or even help you calculate those sweet, sweet stats. A quick heads-up: Despite what the cover might suggest, this isn’t a hack-and-slash adventure. Think more along the lines of a turn-based RPG, where strategy and choices matter as much as action. Get ready for a different kind of challenge! If you want to know more about the cover: Yep, that's our first FL crying and crossing the transparent barrier straight into a pixelated, indistinguishable sea of monsters. Because why not mix emotions with chaos? She's crazy like that! (Not really... or is she?) Discord to check the visuals: https://discord.gg/W3CjfC2cw4 I’m still working on it in the little moments I find between writing, editing, making more character images, etc. Little by little, we’ll have a Poked... uh, a full SummonDex! Meanwhile, you can check out the ones on Fandom with their... funny descriptions? Or at least I hope so... orz __________ Happy New Year! I just wanted to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude for all your incredible support. This journey wouldn’t be the same without each of you, and I’m beyond thankful to have you here. May this new year bring you joy, success, and all the things you’re hoping for. Here’s to a brighter future! Thank you for being part of this story. Cheers to 2025! Thank you so much for reading! (∿°○°)∿ ︵ ︵ ︵ ︵ ︵ ǝʌol

"I do apologize to have to tell you the sad news Mr Quinzel. But you have less than a year left to live." This is what my doctor told me when I went for my monthly appointment two days ago. I couldn't forget the words or get them out of my head. ...... ...... This is my story, a dying man. That's what I am. When I heard this words, I couldn't even gape in surprise. The reason to that is simple. In no matter what I did. I always looked at myself as a scum. Of course that was until....

My existence was simple and ordinary, trapped in the monotony of a routine that seemed to go on forever. Every day, for as long as I can remember, went by in a predictable way, with no surprises or shocks. However, there was something that broke with this apparent normality: at certain moments, without warning, the continuity of time was fractured. It was a strange and disconcerting phenomenon. The whole world froze. People, objects, even the air I breathed were suspended, as if the universe had held its breath. Everything but me. I was the only one capable of moving, of exploring that frozen state. At first, I thought it was a dream, a hallucination or some kind of brain anomaly, but eventually I realised it was real. However, I could not shake the feeling that I was not as alone as it seemed. There was something in that absolute silence, something that made me feel watched, stalked. Was I really the only one who could move in those moments? Or perhaps, there was something - or someone - else who was also walking in the stillness of time.

Once a powerful demonic cultivator who embraced her dark path until her final breath, she now finds herself reborn in a strange, fantastical world far removed from the shadows she once wielded. ---- kyoani this story mainly focuses on fantasy, a little romance here and there. but overall will be mainly fantasy.

But as I approached my seat, my heart skipped a beat. Someone was already sitting there – Zeyden Jenkins, my baby daddy, the man who had abandoned me and our children five years ago. I stood frozen in shock, my eyes locked on his. The air seemed to thicken, heavy with unspoken emotions. I couldn't read his expression, but I knew exactly what was coursing through my veins – anger, anxiety, and hatred. The room fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioning. All eyes were on us, sensing the palpable tension. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of emotions, unable to breathe. Zeyden's gaze held mine, his eyes piercing, as if daring me to react. My mind racing, I struggled to maintain my composure, to keep my emotions in check. But it was no use. The past came flooding back, and I felt like I was staring into the eyes of the man who had shattered my world.

"Do you want to know how Wang Li has the potential to change the course of history? How he could lead humanity into a new era, one where they no longer live in fear of the Mutated Creatures but evolve to coexist with them?" More than two hundred years later , The Earth's environment has become so toxic and evolved in a distorted way that humans must wear a full-face respirator mask to breathe. Without them, humans can hardly survive for two minutes. However, in some places, mysterious mutations have occurred, leading to the birth of Mutated Creatures. These places are known as Gene-Mutation Zones. The Earth's atmosphere is covered in thick, grey haze. The sky looks dull and lifeless, with no sign of the blue it once had. The sun is weak and barely shines through the cloudy air, making the world feel dark and heavy. Because of this, the Earth has become cold and unwelcoming, like a place where life is fading away.

A world of superpowers named Quinx or Quinxez (pl) has the casual hero, villain, and everything in between. But it gets difficult to breath, difficult to make the "Right" choice. So who are you? What are you?

"You're breathing," 'Is he crazy?' Liora thought. 'of course I breathe.' She rolled her eyes inwardly at his stupidity but didn't dare to show it to him. Caspian kept staring at her, making Liora uncomfortable. She pulled her hand away, attempting to free herself from his grasp, but Caspian tightened his hold. "I'm not finished yet," he said before opening the door.

Eryon lives in a world where magic is as common as breathing—except he has none. As everyone around him wields incredible power, he struggles to find his purpose. Will he remain ordinary, or is there more to his story than he ever imagined?

The story revolves around Alex. He got his powers from an unknown source during a zombie apocalypse.. The whole world lies under his shoulders because he is the only one who can find the cure in this world.. But is that so, Especially when two times collide: The future and the present and maybe the past.

It's been about 10 years since the mysterious disaster that made the air toxic to breathe. Now humanity lives in the last stronghold known as the new city of Zenkuirs that protects humanity from the toxic air known as miasma. Only with a giant robot called astral gear can humanity break through the thick fog of miasma to create a new light of hope amongst the darkness. Or that's what this flyer says because I'm just a mechanic tasked with maintaining the astral gear to keep it usable.

Surrounded by people who could use magic as naturally as breathing, who wouldn't want to do the same? The girl from the palace certainly wants to. And with the history of the ones around her, becoming capable of doing so was not hard to imagine. At least, that's what she thought with the information she had. But some things are rather difficult to imagine even with a child’s mind.

Heroes are finally born. Flying in the sky and breathing fire or teleporting. Amazing abilities that all men and women would marvel at. But.... No one is safe. No one is happy. An exceptionally evil man is on the loose. He and his evil ACTS terrorise the lives of good people. An entire age of suffering is upon mankind. Spearheaded by one man.

“I'm suffocating from the smell of blood, I just want to breathe” The city sleeps but the shadows are awake. They twist and bend in alleyways, seep through cracks in the urban fabric and whisper secrets that only the darkness can understand... Crime rates are high in this world. Serial murders and crimes are committed on the streets every day, the security forces are in a difficult situation, even the security forces are victims of these crimes, no one wants to be a cop. the assassin, known as a ruthless, callous man, dies and wakes up in the body of Ira Lean, a young cop who finds himself in another world. A creature of contradictions, he is a silent hunter haunted by echoes of his old life. The insatiable bloodlust coursing through his veins fights to suppress the savage desire to kill that threatens to consume him. Using the hunting skills of his old life, he hunts the darkness in the city. He must fight both the darkness in his heart and the darkness in the city.

Summary Werewolf | Curse | Fated Mates "Breathe, Lyla. You've always been mine," he grazed her lips with his finger. Born a werewolf, cursed as a child, Damon knew he was different even before he was ten. He was never allowed to mingle with kids his age by his father but that didn't stop him from knowing how to hunt and kill. He never had his wolf because of his curse or so he thought and this made him ruthless, brutal and unwilling to become the Alpha that he was supposed to be until a tiny, beautiful princess came into the picture, making him want to protect her at all cost and this could only be possible if he became the Alpha that he hated most.

Following the urge for a better life Yani a 22 year-old girl lives her hometown to the city of Las vegas She fines herself in a situation she's not able to tell a word to anything that breathes Let's see what the future holds for her

Generations after the mechanic wars landed on Xandria and supposedly destroyed everything that was magical and pure, the planet is now ruled by powerful Royal houses and is at a fatal risk of reliving its years of death. The Skyfall prophecy spoken years ago when the mechanic wars ended seems to be getting closer to completion with every breath. War is brewing...

A good choice today will lead to a better tomorrow. We have the power to choose use it wisely.

In a realm where ancient myths breathe and shadows whisper, Nanashi, a kitsune with a fractured past, finds herself cast adrift in the mystical landscapes of Japan. Cloaked in human guise, she must navigate treacherous currents – both literal and metaphorical – as she wrestles with the very essence of her being.

A traveler through two unfamiliar worlds, embarking on a mysterious journey full of wonders. Witchcraft, magical seals, breathing techniques... Bloodline witches, necromancer witches, elemental witches... Legendary knights, holy knights... The Astral Realm, source essence...

Dragons. Those brutal blood thirsty shifters. Their fire means death, in becoming one of their slaves , Hold on your breath, don't make a sound, one wrong move tonight..... And you will be never seen again. I'M A DRAGON SLAVE MATE

In a crumbling world teetering on the edge of annihilation, a young boy learns to pilot Titania, a colossal war machine capable of turning the tide against inhuman horrors. But mastery comes at a terrible cost. A cunning voice of a woman, always in your head, prompting you to fight till your last breath. how long can he withstand the punishing consequence that follows, while piloting a Titania.

"Tickled Tales: Laughter at Every Turn" is a collection of hilariously absurd short stories packed with outrageous characters, unexpected twists, and laugh-out-loud moments. From disastrous coffee runs to misadventures in everyday life, each tale is a rollercoaster of comedy guaranteed to leave readers grinning, giggling, and gasping for breath!