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After dying while trying to save the Hero's life, only to be abandoned by him the very next instant, Raven ends up before the goddess who'd given him as well as his party their powers. Having witnessed the Hero's failures, the Goddess and Raven strike a deal of mutual benefit. And what's the deal you ask? He has to take over the Hero's spot and strike the forces of evil out of her world. And his reward? The power to steal any woman of course! Revived with the power to seduce anyone no matter their relationship status, the biggest playboy adventurer begins his journey to rack up the highest body count throughout the world! Special Note: Uncensored character pics on my discord server, please join! Warnings: R18||Violence||BDSM||Heavy Netori Elements(Mc stealing other people's woman) [Note]: 1. None of the heroines will cheat on MC 2. It does involve MC stealing other people's partners - (Netori) 3. Any support especially gifts, golden tickets, votes, etc = more updates more frequently 4. Please let me know about any grammatical errors in any chapter through the comments. 5. Complaints about anything that I've already warned about in the 'warning' section will be ignored. 6. Chapter updates every Monday, Tuesday, And Saturday Connect with me here to keep up with the story's progress: Discord: https://discord.gg/JvdHxKekh2

Born an omega in a time where omegas are rare and unwanted, Rory lived a life whereby he was always a second option in every situation. Omegas couldn’t birth pups, so no one wanted to be mated to them, except to fuck them and move on. He thought he was lucky to be betrothed to an alpha who loved him, but after a shocking betrayal, his heart turned to stone. Fleeing for his life led him into the clutches of Jason, a dangerous, ruthless wolf. He loses his virginity to him and the morning after, he realized that this soulless Alpha is his fated mate. But, once again, Rory is reminded of his curse of always being a second option when he got rejected. As if that wasn’t enough, he soon realized his life is in immense danger. Rory then decides to run away and start afresh in a different country. One thing Rory didn’t expect to happen, was for him to end up pregnant weeks after fleeing! ~~~ Years later, Rory now has an adorable son. He wasn’t the timid omega he once was, because he had managed to rise to the very top. Along the line, he managed to open his heart up to Kenny, a cute Alpha who loved and cherished him wholeheartedly, leading him to live a contented life. But when he collides with Jason this time, he wants nothing to do with the alpha who rejected him in the past. Jason, an Alpha of Alphas, felt his wolf wilt away the day he rejected his omega mate. He tried making things right, but the pretty omega who smelled of wildflowers and vanilla had completely disappeared from the face of earth. Now that he had encountered Rory again, he wasn’t ready to receive ‘no’ for an answer, and he was ready to do whatever it takes to get the omega’s forgiveness. However, Kenny wasn’t ready to let go of Rory either! A fight for the omega’s heart, who’s gonna emerge the victor? And what if they decide to share instead? | - | e x c e r p t | -| “Arch for me, pup.” The dark alpha husked and more color rushed into Rory’s face as the order settled in his stomach. For the first time in his life, Rory was completely nude in front of a man. He had assumed losing his virginity was gonna be brisk, and that it was gonna happen in the dark. He never counted on it going down this way, with an alpha whose dark eyes made his weak kneed and tongue tied, whose voice made his insides clench up, and whose touch made slick gush out of him like he was a faulty faucet. He pressed his flushed face into the sandalwood smelling sheets, limbs trembling as he arched his back even more, till his ass was very high and his chest pressed into the bed as well. “There you go, that’s a good boy.” The Alpha growled out, hands reaching out to knead his hips, and when he delivered a spank on Rory’s ass, a stuttered whimper spilled past the pretty omega’s mouth, muffled in the sheets. Moments later, fingers were digging into the omega’s hair, jerking his head up just as another spank got delivered on his second cheek, and this time, there was nothing to muffle the high pitched sound and it filled the air in a melodic tune. “Don’t muffle those sweet sounds, gorgeous. I want to hear every sound you make, I need to hear you as you fall apart from pleasure in my bed tonight, and that’s exactly what’s gonna happen.” * Cover isn’t mine. If owner requests, I’d take it down.

People are different. The more superior the bloodline, the easier it is to control power. Ordinary people without supernatural bloodlines can only occupy the bottom rungs of society, unable to achieve anything even if they try their best. Humans are different from other races. Humans aren't as good at magic and archery as elves. They aren't as good at casting metal and brewing alcohol as dwarves. They don't have the physique of orcs, and they don't have the freedom of merpeople underwater. However, if humans had a blood core, everything was possible. Human: "Oh my god, what a noble bloodline. You are the glory of mankind!" Elf: "I've never seen a magic genius like you." Dwarf: "No matter what kind of casting, it is easy for you." Orc: "You are the pride of us orcs. You are the most talented warrior in a millennium. You should be the Emperor of the Orcs!" Merpeople: "Son of God! Boohoo, the Son of God has arrived!"

【Single female lead or no female lead, don't read if you mind this】 【Infinite flow of intelligence】+【Whimsical tales】+【Word games】+【Joker People Literature】 Core of the power system: Text composition↓ A piece of "rock", a sheet of "skin", forms the character charm, "broken", which can shatter thousands of things. 【Scene Display】: When encountering a zombie, you just need to carry rice and scatter it. "Corpse" plus "rice" transform into a large mosaic, instantly turning the enemy into nothingness. *The instances involve 【Animal park rules tales】【Prison mirror】【Logic people】… —————————— "Is it time to delve into instances and uncover more monster tales?" Author Yu Liang, still groggy, sat at the computer, stretched, and casually drafted a leave application. 【Slacker Note】 My nephew is born. I am taking a day off^_^

Liszt finds himself reborn as a countryside baron in an alternate world resembling medieval Europe. In this world, there are dragons that can discharge metals, elves that can tend to crops, and missions written in mist that only Liszt can see. With the help of the mysterious missions, can Liszt gradually grow from Baron of Flower Town into something greater, claiming the whole continent and beyond?

In the power meat grinder that is Washington, D.C., the Blackstone Group controls political scavenger Emily Watson through barcode tattoos. When avenger Victor Stone scorches her skin with an electromagnetic pulse, a dying Emily scans the barcode on her collarbone, accidentally activating a nerve gas canister buried in an underground pipeline on Capitol Hill.Within 72 hours, a toxic fog containing genetically-targeted technology envelops Washington, specializing in killing politicians registered in the DNA bank. Victor discovers that the biochip under his burn scar is counting down, and a jailed and reborn Adam Crawford holds the key that will shut off all the gas valves-but that will permanently lock tens of billions of the Blackstone Group's dirty money into a blockchain tomb. The trio must choose from the ruins of power: destroy all evidence and be reborn, or save their arch-enemy in exchange for a filthy immortality.

The cycle of life is not infinite—except, perhaps, for Elijah. At 122 years old, Elijah lived a long and successful life—until he woke up as someone entirely new. Now, an anomaly in a mysterious kingdom sustained by magic, he faces questions about his place in a world that doesn't defy the laws of nature, but take them to an entirely new level. For over six millennia, this isolated realm of 300,000 citizens has thrived, its survival bound to the magic that nurtures its air, water, and food. Yet, some whisper that a kingdom refusing to expand is doomed to fall. How, then, has this kingdom endured? As Elijah uncovers ancient secrets, dives into treacherous cave systems, and grapples with the fatal flaws of magic, he learns the truth about existence itself—forces that shaped the cosmos. New alliances rise to confront an ancient plague, and the kingdom's delicate balance teeters on the edge of collapse. In this world, the vibrant hues of freedom and potential are mere illusions, like sunlight filtered through stained glass. Elijah must decide whether to shatter the illusion—or embrace it. ———— This novel goes into great detail about the ways of the people and how it will differ from the suspected outside world. What seems like a population of people who do not have much knowledge, show how they found their way by “feeling”, or by anecdotal(personal) evidence.

--- "El Guardián del Génesis Catastrófico" Aiden nunca imaginó que su vida terminaría bajo una viga de metal, ni que su muerte sería solo el comienzo. Ahora, atrapado en un misterioso sistema que fusiona mecánicas de videojuegos con un mundo lleno de criaturas y peligros, su alma renace en la forma de un Lagarto Albatrex, una criatura aparentemente débil pero llena de potencial. En este nuevo mundo, donde la oscuridad y el misterio se entrelazan con la magia y la evolución, Aiden debe adaptarse rápidamente. Guiado por un enigmático sistema que revela estadísticas, habilidades y la promesa de evolución, cada batalla y decisión lo acercan a desentrañar los secretos del Fragmento Cero, un poder tan antiguo como peligroso. Mientras lucha por sobrevivir en un entorno hostil, explorando frondosos bosques, enfrentándose a criaturas mortales y descubriendo vestigios de una civilización olvidada, Aiden comienza a comprender que su destino no es casual. ¿Podrá alcanzar la cima de la Escala Universal del Alma y convertirse en el guardián que este mundo necesita? Una historia épica de renacimiento, evolución y el incansable deseo de trascender los límites de la existencia. ---

In the quiet corners of a bustling town, where stories often go untold, Wafula worked with grease-stained hands and a mind like no other. A blue-collar worker with a gift shrouded in mystery, Wafula had an ability he called “intrusive thoughts” a peculiar, almost supernatural insight that allowed him to see the world differently. To him, every broken machine, every unsolved problem, whispered its secrets, waiting to be understood. But Wafula’s gift wasn’t just limited to fixing gadgets and engines. People spoke in hushed tones about how he could mend more than just metal; they said he could fix lives. Some even believed he had the power to heal broken hearts. Yet, this extraordinary ability came at a cost. With every challenge he faced financial struggles, societal expectations, and personal loss Wafula grew stronger, rising from humble beginnings to become a figure larger than life. This is the story of a man who defied the odds, solving problems no one else dared to touch, and in the process, finding pieces of himself. Through his journey, you’ll uncover not only how he mastered the art of fixing but also how he transformed the lives of those who crossed his path. Dive into 'Wafula the Fixer' and discover a tale of resilience, mystery, and the extraordinary power of seeing the world through a different lens.

In the realm of Zephorya, Cassian Black finds himself at a vital juncture where insurrection and persecution happen continuously. Cassian, the son of the head of the Association Utopia (AU), struggles with the weight of his legacy and the confining expectations that follow. "Bands," ancient metallic bracelets that provide enormous powers to their wearers—those who utilize them are known as Bandits—help to reshape the world.  Disappointed with the rigid AU regulations and anxious to create his own path, Cassian bids farewell to his privileged life, only to return some years later. This time, with a Band of his own.

In the sprawling waste zones of Ashfield, a city choked by the refuse of a broken society, Jack Vesper sorts through discarded junk with no real future in sight. At 25, he's just another misfit, another person tossed aside by the world, now working a grueling job as a garbage sorter. The days are monotonous, but when he stumbles upon a strange, black metal sphere buried deep in the trash, everything changes. Curious, Jack presses a hidden button on the sphere, releasing a small black chip into his hand. It feels heavy with mystery and potential, too precise to be just another piece of discarded tech. With no one else around on a slow Saturday shift, Vesper pockets the chip and continues his work, unaware that this seemingly insignificant object is about to pull him into a new, dangerous world. Jack's curiosity gets the better of him, and he travels to a long-forgotten lab on the outskirts of the city. The lab, once a hub for cutting-edge research, is now abandoned, its halls lined with old maps, blueprints, and cryptic notes. As he begins to study the charts, he discovers a book of labyrinths spanning the globe-labyrinths not just made of stone, but of technology and power, their existence hidden from the world. Some of these labyrinths hold secrets of unimaginable value; others, unfathomable dangers. The chip seems to be a key-a gateway into these labyrinths. As Jack begins to piece together the labyrinth's secrets, he realizes that it could lead him to a power unlike anything the world has ever known. But with that power comes the threat of those who would stop at nothing to control it. The line between friend and foe blurs, and Vesper must navigate not only the physical maze but the twisted web of secrets and lies surrounding him. The adventure begins with one small chip-and the future depends on what Jack discovers within the labyrinth's depths.

A young Khan wakes up from a strange dream, a dream where he wore an armor of gold, ivory, and silk. Yet he lays on a mattress of some sort, wearing nothing but tattered rags. It was a dream, right? But it felt so real, the pain of metal piercing his neck, the impact of his dying body on the sandy floors of a world where the sky was a diminishing shade of turquoise, splotched with the occasional light, like a daunting prison cell. What an odd dream that was. (All content in this story is attributed to Deepwoken.)

Eirik Boris was never the type to accept a deal nor offer quickly, but with the girl in front of him, the riot that’s currently going on in the kingdom, and the rumor of the old king's bloodline, there are just too many things at stake. He looked at her with his eyes full of doubts, knowing very well that not only his life was at stake, but his region, too. But at the same time, if the girl in front of him is who she claimed to be, then a new beginning shall begin in the kingdom. It will be a new dawn of glory, a new turn—around, especially for the commoners. With a sharp blade in her hand, unlike anything Eirick had ever seen, which had a crystal that had a glinting red onyx at its end, the girl stepped into the long, narrow bridge, ready to prove that she was from the bloodline of the old king. “If you fail, I’ll surely deliver you to the king myself.” Eirik made it sound like a warning, and like he was not interested in her at the same time. But deep down, Eirick cared. If this girl turns out to be carrying the blood of the old king, then things will turn around for great. And if not, then he’d gladly deliver her to the king. At least, by doing that, he’d still have to keep his head, his family, and his region. And maybe, just maybe, the king will give him a limited punishment, but not a death sentence. “I won't fail,” Eirick heard her replying without turning, her voice full of uncertainty, though. Eirik held his daughter's hand, leading her back slowly, his armor bearer following, and then the nobles, a hundred of them who had come to watch the so-called girl who claimed to be carrying the blood of the old king venturing to the narrow bridge where she would recover what was left behind by the Old king himself. Before the old king vanished, he had said that only his true bloodline could cross the narrow bridge and retrieve what he had hidden there. Many people had come to attempt it, all of them claiming to be the son or daughter of the old king, and all of them had failed. This girl won't be an exception, at least, that's what they thought, not until the unexpected happened. As usual, the ghost guardian of the bridge, a being forged from magic with extraordinary abilities, emerged from the chasm of the bridge, standing tall and proud in front of the girl with a rapier in his hand. He didn't give the girl a chance to blink; he charged, the sound of metal against metal filling the air, sparkles flying out, and groaning of the two filled the atmosphere, too. And then, when everyone thought the girl would fail like the rest, they noticed her body shimmering, a great aura coming out of her body like a mist, her hair flaring in flame like a ghost rider, but she was not. And then, the blade radiated extra light, before the girl took full transformation herself. She easily bypassed the ghost as he presented his attack, moving with the grace of a leaf dancing in the wind, but in a blur that everyone hardly saw her moving. Before the ghost could wheel to face her, the girl struck him hard at the temple with the hilt of her blade, followed by a kick in the chest, which sent the ghost tumbling down the bridge. Normally, a ghost shouldn't feel attacked or get hit since he's partially invincible, but the girl was not ordinary either. She’s from the lineage of King Saul, making her the rightful heir to the kingdom of Agapanthus, and she just proved that to everyone by defeating an undefeatable foe.

I only wanted to do my job quietly. No marriage no entitlement to anybody. I was determined to live by my rules but my parents pessimistic ness about my life grew as I reached my 30th birthday After they pressured me to the corner I woke up in a foreign land with a sharp headache signaling the hangover. I was naked with marks on my body specifically love makes and kinkies. As I moved my body away from the sheets it came crashing to me I had lost my virginity to a complete stranger. That was nowhere to be found. All traces of him were erased. CCTV footage showed no sign of who he was, worst of all I'm pregnant and my parents were eager to marry me off as a business transaction. Worst of all the man whom I hated with my entire existence is running at my feet instead of marrying my sister like he promised. We'll just have to see how this plays out.

Neva and Rhett, the two youths have their heart strings attached in love. Interfering their peaceful life circumstances unfolds scattering blades in their romance. Ishmael, with a heart of spikes, he looks to mend the wound, searching and failing for his Neva separated from him. Rays of love and joy filtering through clouds of horror in the world, Neva before him once more. The twisted fate entangling them, reveals the game of sphere as misery burns their soul. Concealed life beyond turning pages—one after another. The tale gathers: sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and weakness, destruction and creation, love and hate. Illusion is where we live; in the Garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusive is serenity; an evermore sanguine of love. Visionary of Eden in the new earth; sows hope deep in the soul. Delusory pleasure of the world; shall bring us burns in the ocean of fire. Illusive Eden is peace. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of the man, even now bleeding red. The whisper whirls with the dawn of a man. He, who pretends to be the Hero. (The girl who promised to always be together, Forbids him to ever appear, Refusing to recognise him, She disregards all he ever had. Vowing to protect her, He's the terrifying truth she hopes rules lie. Tripping and ripping her, He's the living tragedy looming in on her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth; He's the villain pretending to be a Hero.)

In a universe on the brink of chaos, Aamon, a mortal bound to the eldritch King in Yellow, hunts threats that disrupt cosmic balance. Tasked with eliminating demons, monstrous aberrations, sinners, cultists, and eldritch beings, Aamon wields unearthly powers granted by his master. Traveling across realms, each with unique laws and dangers, Anon acts as both executioner and investigator.

Eliot was one of the most ruthless serial killers of the modern era. He had been the nightmare of countless victims, but his reign of terror finally ended when he was captured and brought to justice. The electric chair was meant to close the chapter of his life, and the last thing he felt was unbearable pain, followed by an endless void of darkness. He was certain of one thing—he was dead. But for Eliot, death was not the end. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a dark, unfamiliar forest. As he tried to make sense of what was happening, a cold, metallic voice echoed in his mind: > “Oma energy loading... Loading complete."

Mo Xiao slowly regained consciousness in a desolate mechanical ruin. His head ached intensely, and his memories were like scattered sand, impossible to piece together. The pungent smell of rust filled the air. Twisted metal debris all around was emitting wisps of smoke. What made his blood run cold even more were the monsters wandering among the ruins. They had strange figures, some like a grotesque fusion of machinery and flesh, emitting low - pitched roars. Mo Xiao curled up in fear, not knowing where he was or why he was there. However, the instinct for survival quickly calmed him down. In this perilous place, he clenched his trembling fists and decided to explore his own background and the truth behind this apocalyptic world.

Etiquetas: [No humano + Asencion Mecánica + Débil a Fuerte + Sin Romance] En el ocaso de su vida, un hombre mayor, consumido por la soledad y el peso de los años, experimenta lo inimaginable. Con su último aliento, su conciencia es arrancada de su frágil cuerpo humano y traslada al núcleo de un T-1000, un avanzado androide de metal líquido con capacidades infinitas de transformación. Sin embargo, este no es el final de su historia, sino el principio de una odisea interdimensional. Su cuerpo aquirio la habilidad de viajar en diferentes mundos aleatorios, junto con la capacidad de adaptación de su cuerpo. Veamos cómo él nombre de Cross resuena por la eternidad. [El protagonista puede viajar entre tres mundo diferentes al principio: Marvel cinematográfico, Transformers World y Game of Trhones.] [Primer Mundo - Mundo Transformers]

The year is 5244, and humanity has been on pause. Despite centuries of technological advancements, society has stagnated, glued to their phones. Knowledge, ambition, and human connection have crumbled. SOB442 a 12 year old.Is different. A self-proclaimed genius in a sea of mindless phone addicts, he feels like the last person alive who craves something more—knowledge, purpose, meaning. In a world where even his family barely looks up from their devices, SOB442’s only friend is TFR100, a friend so absorbed in tech he barely knows how to speak.But everything changes the day they stumble upon a mysterious object in TFR’s basement: a “slab” unlike anything they’ve ever seen. Made of leather and filled with strange, thin sheets—paper—it carries a title: The Adventures of Shawn and Tucker. To SOB442, it’s not just a curiosity; it’s a relic from a forgotten era, a key to uncovering humanity’s lost history. Determined to uncover the truth behind the slab, SOB442 embarks on a quest to learn what the book holds and why it was buried in a world that’s forgotten how to read. Along the way, he’ll face resistance from a society that sees no value in the past, a government that thrives on ignorance, and his own doubts about whether one kid can reignite the spark of human curiosity. In a world where everyone is online, can one boy reconnect humanity to the stories that made it human?

Disillusioned with Earth and Humanity, a the Father of Modern Smart AIs plants a highly experimental FOW-AI on Omega Ark. In the process, dies, and sends the Ark off. Its journey takes it to a far, far away planet that is straight out of a fantasy. Charged with its only directive of settling the planet under its control, it does just that. However, the Ai, named Opal, begins to wonder about many a thing.

"Victor Kane, your life has been the easiest. Born into the wealthiest family, never having to work a day in your life, always surrounded by luxury, and never experiencing a single moment of misery. Even dying within seconds without an ounce of pain. I must say, it's interesting." When even the gods had taken Victor to be the luckiest, his luck seemed to run out finally. _______ [Caution! A curse has been inflicted on the user.] [Curse Grade: Celestial] [Curse Description: The user is restricted to only tame insect species. Taming normal species will become impossible with this curse.] _______ Reincarnated to the world of Beast taming where only the tamed beasts could keep your societal status. Theo was born with the curse to only tame ordinary insects. Follow his journey where he takes the help of the very simple and ordinary creatures to pave his path in the future. "Wait, what do you mean the Outer Devils arrive in metal ships and armored suits from beyond this world?!" Being attacked by space ships and Mechas, all Theo had was his tamed to fight against the danger. ===== Schedule: 2 Chapters everyday 50 Power Stones- 2 extra chapters 200 Power Stones- 5 extra chapters 50 Golden Tickets- 5 extra chapters Happy reading everyone!

Pangu split the chaos to create the world but sacrificed himself in the process. His corpses incarnated into all things. His eyes became the sun and moon, his breath formed wind and clouds, his voice transformed into thunder and lightning, his bones turned into metal, and so much more. How could a world be bereft of life? Numerous lifeforms came into being, including dragons, phoenixes, qilin, and, of course, gods. The mighty heavenly emperor, Di Jun. The kind creator of the Underworld, Empress Pingxin. The beautiful lunar goddess, Changxi. The heroic sun slayer, Houyi. And most famous of all, the inheritors of Pangu, the Three Purities. Laozi, the Heavenly Venerable of Virtuous Way; Yuanshi, the Heavenly Venerable of Primordial Beginning; Tongtian, the Heavenly Venerable of Numinous Treasures. There was one teeny problem. "Why the hell am I a girl?" Tongtian shouted at the heavens.

--- **Ever dreamed of being immortal, wielding cool powers, and going on crazy adventures with your friends? Fighting nightmares and monsters in a modern fantasy world?** Well, guess what? That wish came true—for me—without my consent. My name is Samuel Roger, and I am an orphan desperate for attention. People found me annoying, neighbors called me a pervert, but none of that stopped me from seeking connection. Then, on my 19th birthday, life threw me the ultimate cliché: I got hit by a truck. I survived—only to die moments later when a metal pipe took me out. But death wasn’t the end. My soul fused with another teen named Andrea Rein, who shared my personality. It was almost like looking in a mirror—so, no, I didn’t change. Sam Roger and Andrea Rein became one together, and we’re ready to cause some chaos. Join Andrea on his quest for fun, friendship, and adventure in a new world. With his family and friends by his side, they’ll fight monsters, face nightmares, and forge unbreakable bonds. Because sometimes, the best adventures start with a little mischief. --- The book is a rewrite of my previous novel which got rejected so I changed my attitude in my novel and created a different but same story if you want to see the previous story, it is called Horoscope Death is a Coward. I will promise the book will be up-to-date and more friendly. The story picture is from AI support me by sending power stone and adding the book to your library THANK YOU

a young man name Li shen is a currently working in a construction sight when a Earth quick happens and got covered by a pile of large metals and died "sigh... dying in a work is so headache." this is Xuan realm a world of cultivator and this is the journey of me lu Chen the second son of the Chen family!!! and became the strongest cultivator in every realm

When happens when a desperate youth player gets a system that gives him a second chance at football? Alexis Butcher was destined for football greatness—until a devastating injury shattered his dreams before they even began. At rock bottom, with no hope left, an extraordinary twist changes everything: a mysterious system activates within him, offering a miraculous second chance at the game he loves. Now, armed with incredible abilities and a relentless drive to succeed, Alexis returns to the pitch. Watch as he humiliates defenders, sets up stunning assists, and racks up goals in his pursuit of becoming the greatest footballer the world has ever seen.

The world around me lay in ruins, a haunting reminder of what once was, my hand squelched in the thick, dark liquid that stained the cracked pavement—blood, pooling from the fallen, a testament to the chaos that had unfolded. Buildings, once towering symbols of human achievement, now stood as skeletal remains, their shattered windows resembling empty eyes staring into the abyss. The air was heavy with the stench of decay and despair, mingling with the acrid smoke that still curled from the remnants of pink fires still burning brightly . Strangely everywhere was silent, as i searched for a sign of life in this hellish landscape, searching for any sign of life or hope. Every shadow felt like a threat, and every sound made my heart race. In this world, weakness was the greatest sin. As I looked down at my chest only to see it peirced by a metal rod and my leg twisted as if ensuring i wouldn't try to walk, i was filled with so much pain that i couldn't think straight as my mind was filled with the death of my parents and the destruction that seems to echo around me. Only the remnants of my humanity and the pain that I was feeling that was judging my presence in this broken reality. I wanted to stay alive i truly did, but the weight of the image of my blood-soaked dead bodies of my parents lingered in my mind, a constant reminder of the fragility of life and the darkness that had consumed us all. Thinking back I thought 'what has led to this.'

I leaned forward and kissed him but he pushed me backward, sending me flying to the ground. Josiah rushed forward but I held an arm out, stopping him in his tracks. I could feel my bones solidifying, my flesh turning to metal and with a sharp blow, I slammed Tony into the fence behind us. "Let's go" Josiah said drawing circles on my shoulder and I followed him, my heart broken.

In the kingdom of Valnaria, where humans and werewolves coexist, a fragile peace is threatened. A young hybrid finds himself at the center of a deadly struggle for power, where allegiances are tested and secrets are revealed. Standing shrouded in complete darkness, a lone figure stood, blood dripping from his already shredded clothes . His eyes looked different, something felt wrong and even the air around him began to ripple . Piercing red eyes looked at the sight Infront of him , the room slowly dropping in temperature. A low husky voice filtered through the shadows "I will show you the true meaning of fear."

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.