Ursula Creed

Ethan Millers was just an ordinary man with an ordinary job — until one unplanned act reset his karma to zero. In a universe built on balance, this was not a miracle... it was an error. Erased from the world, Ethan awakens in a place without time or space — the No-Where. With nothing but his thoughts, he spirals into madness, invention, and eventually, creation itself. He imagines powers, technologies, divine systems, and worlds beyond comprehension — until the void bends to his will. Now, known as Zane Creed, the strongest existence in the cosmos, he descends into a new world with overwhelming knowledge and unimaginable power. And what does he choose to do with it? Become a teacher. After all, what better way to reshape a world… than to teach it? _____________ Hey everyone! I'm just a rookie author, but I’m passionate about telling this story. Please support me with votes, comments, or collection.....it really means a lot! Let’s see where this wild journey goes together....

I was not a perfect person, not an easy teammate to get along with, and I could not even be considered a good person at all. However, no one in this world could deny that I was the greatest basketball player, not even God!

Growing up in a cruel environment, he adheres to an unchanging creed and carries on the military spirit, determined to step onto the battlefield of redemption.

The saga begins in a world fractured, where old gods lie fallen and the very fabric of reality teeters on the brink. Amidst this cosmic upheaval, where new true gods now carry the burden of a world threatened by the abyss, an unnamed protagonist emerges from the most humble of beginnings. Through relentless trials and the forging of will in deception, he begins to sculpt a legend in the crucible of reality. His journey, not merely about gaining strength; But about steadily lifting all that exists from the precipice of nothingness. This is the concise chronicle of one individual's odyssey through another realm, embracing adventure after adventure, ultimately destined to save the world. P.S. English is not my first Language. A Thousand Apologies Dear Readers if Any Mistakes are Found. TAGS: [Another World] [Fighting] [Becoming Stronger Step by Step] # TO ALL THE SWORD AND MAGIC LOVERS OUT THERE #Unhinged protagonist # REVERSE SIMULATION. *** Bonus Chapters Unlock System! Reviews: let's get to 30 reviews soon: unlocks 3 bonus chapters! *** 200 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter 200 Collections = 1 Extra Chapter *** Gifts: Massage Chair unlocks 1 bonus chapter. Luxury Car: Unlocks 2 bonus chapters. Dragon: Unlocks 3 bonus chapter. Magic Castle: Unlocks 5 bonus chapters within a day! Space Craft: Unlocks 10 bonus chapters within a day! Golden Gachapon: Unlocks 15 bonus chapters within a day! ***

[Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, monster girls, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!] ..... Creed Walden was a man of culture. Refined. Sophisticated. A true enjoyer of the finer things in life. Which was exactly why he ended up getting shot in the nuts. Who knew that messing with a gangster’s woman would lead to such unfortunate circumstances? One moment, he was enjoying the peak of pleasure, the next—BANG! Eternal darkness. But instead of fading into nothingness, he woke up… in a completely different world. A world he knew. It was the setting of a novel he had read ten years ago—a brutal, unforgiving wasteland where monstrous creatures roamed, and humanity teetered on the brink of extinction. The Apocalypse had begun. Here, humans awakened incredible talents to survive. Some became swordmasters, capable of cutting mountains in half. Others became mages, wielding fire and lightning at their fingertips. The strong ruled, the weak perished, and only those with true power could thrive. And Creed? He awakened… a summoning ability. Not bad, right? He could call forth mighty beasts, legendary heroes, or divine warriors to fight for him! At least, that’s what he thought. Until his first summon appeared. A gorgeous, sultry woman with horns, bat-like wings, and a very inappropriate outfit. A Succubus. It didn’t take long for Creed to realize the shocking truth—his summoning ability could only summon Succubi! The apocalypse was raging. Civilization was collapsing. People were awakening godlike powers to fight for survival. And here he was. Surrounded by beautiful, seductive demons who thrived on… other kinds of energy. Creed leaned back with a grin, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and wicked excitement. “...Well, I suppose there are worse fates.”

Lost between time and space, a man known as Dr. Dew—a scientist turned synthetic survivor—awakens on a vast, untamed world untouched by civilization. Armed with nothing but his mind and a body engineered to defy nature itself, he must rebuild from the ground up, carving out a place for himself in this primal land teeming with towering beasts and hidden dangers. Unbeknownst to him, across the massive continent, another figure stirs—an enigmatic genius, summoned by forces beyond understanding. Drawn toward an unseen connection, she begins her own journey, hoping to one day uncover the mystery of the man who inadvertently called her into existence. As years pass, technology advances, knowledge is rediscovered, and the foundations of a new future take shape. But when the stars finally turn their gaze toward this forgotten world, Dr. Dew will have to decide: will he remain hidden in the shadows of history, or will he step forward and reshape the fate of an entire galaxy? P.S. This story was made with the help of A.I. since I have a hard time spelling and writing due to my dyslexia. Also, I do not own any of these characters, franchises, or prodcts that are or may be mentioned in this story except for the Mc. Also this is still being worked on so don't be surprised to see chapters getting edited quite frequently and since I have a job that takes most of my time I am unable to write, plan, and update/edit chapters daily. Franchises that will be used in this story: Fallout, Broken Age, Assassin's Creed, Metal Gear, Punishing Gray Raven, House of DaVinci, Bio Shock, Cyberpunk, Ultra Kill, Goddess of Victory Nikke, Chibi Robo, Newton and the Apple Tree (A Visual Novel), Detroit Become Human, Starbound, Girls Frontline, Titan Fall, Infamous, and Fate.

When Earth was suddenly wrapped by a colossal root known as the World Tree, humanity discovered a brutal fantasy realm hidden inside—complete quests, stats and deadly trials. Few failed and returned back to earth. Fewer survived it and proceeded. Ahrie Von Creed, One of the strongest trainees in terms of combat ability ever recorded in history, enters the World Tree ready to blaze through his trial… Unfortunately, his assigned Ent was out on a coffee break. By the time the Ent returns, the trial is nearly over—Ahrie is casually patching himself up with first aid. The Ent blinked at the scene. “Ohhh, a healer!” the Ent said, marking it down without a second thought. Class Assigned: Healer Skill Unlocked: [P.A.I.N.] – Physical Aid Initiated by Neutralization A high-impact healing skill. The stronger the hit, the faster you recover. “You're a healer?” “Yup.” Ahrie cracked his knuckles. “Stay still.” “WAIT, WHA—” “Activating [P.A.I.N.] — Physical Aid Initiated by Neutralization.” “...That doesn't sound like healing—” SMACK! “...HUH?!” “I—I’m healed?!” He’s not holy He’s not gentle. But he will keep you alive— If you can survive the treatment.

Born into one of the favelas in Rio, Miguel and his older brother Pedro lived their early lives bearing witness to various crimes, from minor pickpockets to deadly gang wars. But tragedy stuck as Miguel turned eight when his parents were murdered during a gang fight and his older brother went missing. It was on that day that he swore an endless war against gangsters. Years later Miguel meets Pedro again, but their identities and circumstances became a huge barrier. Will they be able to overcome this barrier to reunite with each other? This is the story of two brothers who took different route with the sake of arriving at the same goals. Justice and Revenge. ***************** Sorry everyone for the long hiatus, I'll be rewriting in a completely new form, do forgive me for the inconveniences. Thanks and stay tuned. *********** Note: the locations may seem similar, but I will implement some changes, it's all fictious after all.

After he takes the fall for the murder of a fellow soldier, 21 year old A'Marionn Creed is dishonorably discharged from the Marines. He does his time, and then with no place to live and no job prospects, he is forced to return to the hood, where his older cousin DaVontae takes him in. DaVontae is a hood rich hothead who pays little attention to those he believes are his followers. Soon turning to dealing, A'Marionn is ready for corporate buyers and more lucrative products, but DaVontae starts to feel frustrated. When a woman enters the scene, things go from bad to worse. Blood turns cold and jealousy breeds foul play. Who will be left standing when the dust settles? DaVontae, the hood rich hothead, or A'Marionn, the militant beast? In this dark hood tale, it's money over everything. The only way to come out alive... is to have Ties To The Hood...

They say the frontier’s full of ghosts. Some walk. Some shoot back. All Dodger ever wanted was to live up to the stories his father told—of honor, of duty, of men who stood tall when no one else would. But when a vampire named Sumter Allen massacres his father's homestead and leaves him for dead, Dodger is dragged back from the edge by something old, cruel, and sacred. The curse isn’t a gift. It’s a brand. And now he rides as one of the half-dead, with fire in his blood and a name to hunt. His path takes him through haunted towns, cursed trails, and a country sick with its own bloodlust. Along the way, he forges an uneasy alliance with Biikoo’usei, a towering Arapaho shapeshifter with her own reasons to fight. Together they carve a trail of righteous fury across the Weird West, guided not by law, but by a creed older than nations—written in hoofprints, marked in gunfire. No oaths. No politics. Just justice. But every step forward costs something. Every bullet chips away at what’s left of the boy who used to dream. Because when vengeance collides with duty, which wins out—the man, or the monster?

There's a forest where the trees grow men like fruit. Where the last survivor crawled home with bark for skin and a single word carved into his bones. Where the wind carries voices that aren't wind at all. The Hollow Creed calls it a warning. The Void Creed calls it a god. The nobles call it a myth. They named it The Hollow Orchard. But "We call it the end of the

"Behind the smile is silence. Behind the silence is death." --- Silas Creed is perfect. White hair, golden eyes, beloved by all. A model student. A charming friend. A ruthless serial killer. Behind the flawless smile lies something hollow—something cold enough to torture, kill, and livestream it all without blinking. He doesn’t discriminate: men, women, children, elderly—all are tools in his quiet war against the world. His goal? > Ten million deaths before he turns twenty. The world adores him. Only one woman sees the truth: Naomi Kisaragi, a hardened investigator obsessed with unmasking the smiling god of slaughter. But catching Silas isn't justice. It’s personal. --- The Hollow Smile is a chilling descent into the mind of a boy without empathy, a society that never noticed, and the woman racing to stop him before the world becomes his final masterpiece. ---- Written by FatexDestiny with the help of AI Genre: Psychological Thriller · Mystery · Action · Horror Tone: Dark · Gory · Gritty · Emotionally Heavy Arc 1 World Before The Flames ( Ended) Arc 2 Ashes Of Aetherion ( Starts)

In the Spire your value is determined by the goddess's favor. For Creed, that favor expired a long time ago. But a voice has provided him with an alternative. A lethal "gift".

Valen Creed died at 24, betrayed and broken in a world swallowed by apocalypse. But fate gave him a second chance—he wakes up 6 years earlier, just before the cataclysm begins. Armed with haunting memories of humanity’s end and a mysterious, evolving power known as the Echo of the End, Valen sets out to rewrite the future. Weak and hunted at first, he must navigate a collapsing world filled with monstrous Riftborn, ruthless survivors, and shadowed secrets. Each battle sharpens his power—and each victory paints a larger target on his back. Marked by the terrifying Riftborn Elite Commander’s death curse, Valen becomes a beacon for the apocalypse’s deadliest forces. To save what’s left of humanity, he’ll have to rise from prey to predator… or become the last ghost in the dying world.

In my previous life, my husband despised me for being a dragon who couldn't lay eggs. He smashed the snake egg I picked up and pierced my heart, leading to my death. Before dying, I used all my strength to drag him to death with me. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day of choosing a spouse, and both he and I had been reborn. Without any hesitation, my husband chose my twin sister. Just because she gave birth to two healthy little dragons in her previous life. He spread rumors saying that I was infertile, eagerly waiting for his dragon babies to be born. But he didn't know, even a clever housewife cannot cook without rice. If the male dragon doesn't work, then no matter what, it won't work...

In the heart of the Damacia Empire, progress surges forward on rails and steam, fueled by the glittering force of refined mana. Sprawling cities stretch skyward under the looming watch of colossal clock towers. Zeppelins float through sunlit clouds like silent giants. But beneath the polished veneer of innovation, echoes of an unfinished war continue to stir. Aldrich Hitchcock, a seasoned inspector haunted by years of service, carries with him the burden of secrets long buried. Hardened by loss and disillusionment, he now follows threads others would rather ignore. At his side is Norman Creed—a sharp-eyed young partner with a keen mind and a hunger for truth, untested but determined. Together, they investigate what the empire refuses to name. Cases steeped in mystery and mana. Glyph-marked cadavers. Machines that shouldn't move. Murmurs of powers not seen since the war. Crimes the Crown would rather forget. As rain slicks the cobblestones and the fog thickens in the alleys, something begins to stir in the depths of the city. An unseen force. A history erased. A presence seeping through the cracks of reality. This is not an age of peace. Not truly. Because the war never ended. It just changed form. There are no clean cases anymore. Only echoes. And bodies. And the growing sense that the empire stands atop a grave it refuses to acknowledge.

In a world where every soul is bound by a Creed a power that defines your fate one boy is cursed with the lowest of them all. But what if fate could be broken? What begins as a quiet life under chains soon spirals into a journey that will shake the world, unravel ancient secrets, and challenge the laws written by the gods themselves. The world fears Creedless ones. So what happens… when one dares to become one?

The Primordial Godly Decree: A Saga of Defiance and Cosmic Ascension Embark on an epic journey through "The Primordial Godly Decree," a sprawling tale of cultivation, destiny, and defiance that weaves together the intricate world-building of "A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality" with the grand, primordial scope of "Perfect World." This is the story of Emperor Defiance (Đế Nghịch), a name that echoes his destined path to challenge the very fabric of existence. Our protagonist, Emperor Defiance, hails from a humble, resource-scarce mortal realm, initially branded as a "cripple" with meager talent. Yet, fate intervenes with the discovery of a mysterious ancient relic – be it a hidden scroll of Primordial Godly Runes, a strange spiritual jade, or a peculiar immortal gourd – that ignites his cultivation path. Unlike the typical hot-headed hero, Emperor Defiance embodies the meticulous caution of a true "mortal cultivator." He's cunning, reserved, and calculates every step, always concealing his true strength, meticulously gathering spiritual resources, and refining his cultivation techniques to ensure survival and growth. His journey is a relentless climb through the perilous Mortal Realm, navigating treacherous sects, cutthroat factions, and fierce battles for spirit stones and elixirs. Here, he hones his wits, masters the art of concealed power, and learns the brutal lessons of survival in a world where might makes right. But the mortal realm is merely the beginning. Driven by an insatiable thirst for power and understanding, Emperor Defiance ventures into the Ancient Desolate Restricted Zones and Blood Sea Abysses. Within these forbidden territories, he unearths fragments of a lost past – remnants of ancient civilizations, forgotten Heaven and Earth Treasures, and perhaps even a sliver of the Primordial Godly Decree itself, a primal essence sealed away for untold eons. These discoveries hint at a grander narrative, intertwining his destiny with the very origins of the cosmos. Upon his ascension to the Immortal Realm, Emperor Defiance steps into a vast and perilous cosmos ruled by Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors, where Lesser Calamities constantly threaten to reshape entire star domains. Here, he begins to truly awaken his hidden potential – perhaps a dormant primordial bloodline or a unique ancient physique that sets him apart. His path diverges from a single cultivation method; instead, he embarks on a quest to gather and fuse countless cultivation arts, battle techniques, divine elixirs, and rare Heaven and Earth Treasures from across myriad Realms and Forbidden Zones. His goals transcend mere Immortal Essence Stones; he seeks the very Divine Origin Cores, Dao Origin Cores, and the fundamental Laws of the Great Dao. As he climbs the awe-inspiring ranks – from True Immortal to Immortal King, then Immortal Emperor, and beyond into the Divine and Saint Realms, and ultimately the Dao, Chaos, and Nirvana Realms (each requiring trillions of cycles of tribulation and reincarnation) – Emperor Defiance will face ancient conspiracies, primordial entities, and the ultimate test of his will. His name, Defiance, isn't just a title; it's his creed. He challenges established rules, defies destiny, and forges his own path to transcend the Primordial Godly Decree, perhaps even becoming the architect or destroyer of Grand Cycle Calamities himself. His ultimate quest is not just about power, but about uncovering the deepest truths of his origin, the secrets of the Primordial Godly Decree, and the meaning behind the endless cycles of Grand Cycle Calamities. Will he merely ascend, or will he rewrite the very laws of the multiverse, becoming the supreme existence that shapes the destiny of all?

In the aftermath of the devastating Seattle Incident, Daniel awakens in the mysterious world of Locbroalm, far removed from the desolation of Earth. In this realm where magic and cultivation reign, a grand struggle against a looming menace, The Nightmares, unfolds. As ancient wars scar the land and extinction looms, Daniel finds himself thrust into a world shaped by the Creed of Sentinels. Will he seize this second chance and fight against the encroaching darkness, or will he succumb, fading away into the sands of time? The journey ahead holds the key to his destiny in a world teetering on the brink of calamity. _________________________________________________69 Thanks for tuning in, hope you guys enjoy the book! ,___, [O.o] /)__) -"--"-

"David’s life wasn’t just broken—it was annihilated. Once, his world blazed with the brilliance of love, ambition, and the kind of hope that could move mountains. Then came the betrayal—a knife to the back, twisted by the hands he trusted most. Abandonment followed, a hollow echo where his heart used to beat. Misfortune didn’t just strike; it devoured him, piece by piece, until all that remained was a husk of rage and the ashes of who he’d been. Now, his pain has a purpose. Every scar is a lesson. Every tear, fuel. The creed that pulses through his veins is merciless: ‘They made me suffer. Now I’ll make the world scream.’ His kindness has curdled into cruelty, his warmth frozen into a razor-edged grin. He hunts not for justice, but for ruin—methodical, brutal, savoring the chaos he leaves in his wake. Whispers name him a phantom, a demon, a reckoning made flesh. But in the dead of night, when the fires of vengeance dim, the ghost of the man he once was claws its way to the surface. A memory of laughter. A fleeting touch of remorse. The unbearable question: ‘Is this all I am now?’ Time is running out. The line between vengeance and damnation is razor-thin. And somewhere in the wreckage of his soul, a spark flickers—one last chance at redemption. But can light survive in a heart this black? And even if it does… will the world let him forget what he’s done?"  

It was supposed to be no strings attached...no feelings...nothing. Sofia Ives is not the type to be in a relationship or fall in love. Matter of fact she doesn't believe in love...she thinks it doesn't exist. So she has series of lovers with nothing attached, till she met Creed Griffin...a handsome CEO who changes everything.

As a treacherous minister, I embody a simple creed: when the emperor calls, I answer; when officials kneel, I stand. I spend the treasury's silver freely and control the kingdom's military might. In this tale of ambition and deceit, I navigate the complex corridors of power, relentless in my pursuit of influence. Immerse yourself in the World's First Traitor System, where the protagonist, armed with a unique set of skills, blurs the lines between loyalty and betrayal. If you like the story and wish to support me, join my patreon. I tend to make all the chapters free, just that they'll be slower. https://www.patreon.com/ZenpaiTrans

In a land where miracles burn as often as they bless, four Paladins walk paths carved in ash, blood, and scripture. They do not know each other—but they shape each other’s fate. • Ser Caldus Veir, the Black Templar, believes fire is the only path to purity. Cities vanish behind him in smoke, and his gospel is written in flame. • Brother Haelric the Bound carries the chains of others’ sins, his flesh torn by each oath he redeems. He does not fight—he suffers, and through suffering, he saves. • Ser Ydran Kel, the Blade of Contrition, wields his sword as sacrament, offering redemption one duel at a time—but what happens when no one seeks forgiveness? • Marshal Erun Dask, the Iron Cross, speaks laws that cannot be disobeyed. To him, peace is not a gift—it is an edict, and all must kneel before its cold clarity. Their creeds collide in silence, shadow, and sorrow. As relics awaken, doctrines collapse, and miracles rot, a final reckoning waits at the edge of a dying faith. Not all heroes are just. Not all justice is mercy. Not all gods answer.

Reincarnation, fantasy, and magic, in my past life world there was no such thing yet I read some literary works for a spare time. There were even jokes that one's potential can even grow further if there's those factors around. Reincarnated in another world as one of the royals in a fantasy world in a country called The United Covenant of Chevalynthea, it indeed hit a jackpot as I started setting my plans and desire to motion while throwing in my contributions under the different alias, and enjoying the presence of magic. The best part? The country's classified component and all the living founders of the country approved it as per practice and tradition for a royalty to know the ways of the world itself, and to train and get stronger. While it remained that way ever since in that arrangement of training, I watched things unfolded with a merging of the worlds phenomena that had myself encounter new individuals and new information during my adventure out from it. "MwahahahahaI I know what you will say next as befitting of your stature and personality in this scene you and your lackeys created. I got many ways to deal with imbeciles such as yourself just as I had done to a certain laughing stock of a disbanded political party from Segliora." "It's not my fault your former fiancée enjoys my presence and my insights about the roles of royalty in a country and what should be their stage in the world itself, and magic. You got like what? Your engagement broke off and led in this situation. Speaking of which, your former country and world, you know the terms simp and generic male harem MC? If that is so, then you don't really get things here including her very own homeland in this changed magical fantasy world because this country is a constitutional monarchy state as such the monarch and the royal family must be strong and be there for their subjects as per the creed and the factor of this world having magic. In other words, you're an imbecile." "Another day of a member of nobility being a frog in the well at matters and discrimination because of this country's magic system. Allow this passing errant ehrenschertmagier to say hi." "Using religion to fatten your pockets and running away from the act? Mwahahaha! Let this errant ehrenschertmagier have you 'sing'." "Mwahahaha! Surprised? That's one of my personal creation spells." I ponder to myself, "Is it wrong for a reincarnated royalty in this fantasy world of magic to go incognito and seek out adventure? I guess not." P.S. Also published in Wattpad and Scribblehub.

In the heart of a secular kingdom, where noble houses war for power and faith is nothing more than a relic of the past, a single man dares to reshape the world. Ethan Eldrin, heir to a fallen house, should have perished in obscurity. Instead, he rose—not through birthright, not through steel, but through faith. From the quiet valley town of Ravenspire, he founds the Creed of Mandal, a religion of mercy, unity, and salvation—or so the people believe. In truth, Ethan weaves miracles from poison, forges loyalty from fear, and turns faith into a weapon sharper than any blade. With his Holy Knights, his Inquisitors, and his fanatical Ashen Order, he pulls the desperate into his grasp while nobles and kings dismiss him as a mere preacher. But as his influence grows, the great noble houses—Duskbane, Ravencourt, Ironmere—begin to take notice. The ruling House Valcairn, a dynasty built on an iron grip, soon realizes too late that faith is a force they cannot command. By the time they try to crush him, the prophet has already planted his roots deep. What begins as a single temple in Ravenspire will become a kingdom of its own. And from there, an empire. Because Mandal’s light does not guide—it conquers.

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.

When Kohaku Kazuhiro is transported into a whole new world, he quickly learns one thing—this world is rotten to its core. Crime runs rampant, corruption festers in every corner, and the strong prey on the weak without consequence. But in the dead of night, a shadow emerges. Ruthless. Unstoppable. A harbinger of absolute justice. Known only as the Night Striker, Kazuhiro carves his legend under the moon’s glow, eliminating criminals and tyrants alike with chilling efficiency. His power, Nihility, grants him complete control over primordial darkness and absolute nothingness—an abyss that swallows everything in its path. But a lone executioner cannot cleanse an entire world. To achieve his vision, he has a fearsome squadron: 20 deadly women and 20 elite men, warriors bound by his unyielding creed. Together, they become the Stygian Order, a force that strikes terror into the hearts of the wicked. Yet, as his legend grows, so do his enemies. Kings, warlords, and even deities conspire to snuff out the darkness that threatens their rule. But can gods kill what they cannot see? And when the line between justice and tyranny blurs, will Kazuhiro remain a savior… or become the very thing he despises? In a world where only the strong survive, one truth remains—when the night falls, the Striker rises.

Sauron snow. was raised within the protection and domain of Winterfell. unaware of his assassin lineage and heritage. he soon discovers that he is far more than just a bastard boy.

In a multiverse forsaken by God, countless worlds teeter on the brink of chaos, interconnected by unstable spatial fissures. These realms, collectively known as the Abyss, are drowning in evil—a place where darkness thrives and goodness is a fleeting memory. Millennia ago, angels descended to deliver a divine decree: these worlds would be cast into the Abyss, abandoned forever. God would never look upon them again. Yet, even in the absence of divine grace, some cling to faith. They worship a God who has turned His back on them, their prayers echoing into the void. Stranger still, the demons and devils who rule the Abyss allow this worship to continue, not out of mercy, but for their own twisted amusement. They revel in the corruption of believers, turning hope into despair and faith into madness. Jack, a young man scarred by betrayal and survival, is one such believer—or was. Once a victim of his parents’ sacrificial ritual, he now lives in an abandoned church in the desolate village of Emag, haunted by unseen entities that torment him nightly. But when Jack succumbs to corruption, a new layer of the Abyss is revealed to him—a darker, more dangerous reality where the lines between good and evil blur. As Jack navigates this godless world, he must confront the demons that stalk him, the mysteries of his past, and the unsettling truth about the Abyss itself. Why was he spared when his world was condemned? What lies beyond the spatial fissures? And what happens when a forsaken soul seeks redemption in a realm where even God has turned away? . . . https://www.royalroad.com/profile/240656/fictions

He was a writer... nothing more. A writer enamored with worlds of battle, who penned a novel he believed to be mere fantasy. But he awoke in his own creation, where colossal cities lay in ruins, and ancient gods walked the earth. His body? That of a discarded son from a fallen clan the Lin Clan abandoned by the great sects and exiled from the sacred lands. Yet something different coursed through his veins... The blood of the Crimson Immortal Dragon. The blood of an ancient king, born never to kneel. Now, in a world ruled by spirits, where slaughter is law and "survival of the strongest" the only creed, this outsider would wage a war not for salvation, but for glory and blood. And his name would be etched into the annals of this world as more than just a cultivator... As the King of Massacres.