Bhna Vines

The Emberlight Guild Hall towered above the rest of the district, a modern glass-and-steel structure humming with elemental energy. Inside, everything was alive with movement—hunters reporting missions, elemental arrays flickering, beast cores being catalogued by drones. Screens displayed live feeds from across the city and nearby wild zones. But today, the hall quieted briefly as a rare announcement echoed through the speakers. "Congratulations to Jim Arden and Tory Vale—recipients of B-Rank licenses following the confirmed slaying of the Ant Queen in Zone 9." The floor buzzed. Whispers rippled through the crowd. "Those kids? B-Rank already?" "No way. The Ant Queen's a mid-tier Lord-class beast. How did they even survive?" Tory stood beside Jim, hood up, gaze fixed on the ground. He didn't like attention. Jim, on the other hand, nodded confidently, resting his hand on the ash spear slung across his back. Keira smirked. "Not bad for a couple of orphans." Rohn grinned. "Drinks on you two now." They had officially registered their team with the guild. Name: Ashwing. Classification: Mixed Elemental Strike Unit. Rank: B. Tory let the moment pass without comment. His System screen was already filling with alerts. > [New Title Gained: Ant Queen Slayer] [Guild Mission Access Expanded: B-Rank and Below] [Reality Thread - Output Suppressed: 10% Max Until Core Stabilization] --- Three Days Later - The Hunt Begins "This area looks abandoned," Rohn muttered, sweeping his eyes across the dense treeline. They had been dispatched to a Tier-4 wild zone near the coastal Riftwood expanse, just outside Emberlight's defense barrier. B-Rank teams were often sent here to clear beast populations that had grown too close to the city. Jim squinted at the mission tablet. "Coordinates match. There should be a breach cave entrance nearby." Keira pulled her blade free. "Something's off. No bird calls. No wind." Tory moved silently through the brush, checking his readings. The System highlighted faint distortions nearby—spatial flickers, like something was tampering with the natural order. > [System Alert: Reality Distortion Detected] [Warning: Time Ripple Field - Anomaly Active] He paused. Time ripple? He said nothing. They reached a ravine wrapped in black vines, where a narrow fissure led into darkness. "Looks like we found our cave," Jim said. They entered in formation—Jim up front, Keira and Rohn flanking, and Tory bringing up the rear. They never saw what triggered it. --- The Collapse It started with a pulse. The cave walls shimmered. Then cracked. Reality twisted. Space folded. And suddenly, the ground gave way beneath Tory's feet. "TORY!" Jim reached, but too late. Tory fell through a ripple in the air, his body vanishing mid-scream. The others were thrown back as the tunnel sealed behind a burst of gravitational energy. > [System Alert: Spatial Separation Triggered] [Timeline Dislocation: Active] [Estimated Displacement: Unknown Duration] Tory slammed into darkness. --- Somewhere Else He woke on cracked stone beneath a blood-red sky. Mountains floated in the air. Rivers flowed upward. Time bent in unnatural curves. > [Welcome to: Forgotten Echo Zone] [This dimension was severed from the world 130 years ago during a failed Genesis experiment.] [System Initialization Adjusted: Temporal Anchors Rebinding] Tory groaned, slowly pushing himself to his feet. Alone. His armor was cracked. Weapons scattered. But the necklace—the ash-threaded core that had chosen him—was pulsing softly. He had been separated from the others. Lost. But not powerless. > [System Directive: Survive. Evolve. Reclaim Yourself.] [New Passive Trait: Time Resonance - Tier 1] [Element Acquired: Time (Hidden)] His eyes widened slightly. Time? The thread within him twisted, absorbing the chaotic flow of the broken world. Time and space coiled around his Reality core, feeding it, accelerating its greatly.

[¡La novela romántica número uno en el universo!] Isabella Thompson, quien fue abandonada en un pueblo, fue repentinamente llevada a casa por sus padres ricos. Su padre: Eres diferente a tu hermana. ¡Ella tiene un futuro brillante por delante y está destinada a ser un fénix que surcará los cielos! ¡No hay manera de que ella se case con un lisiado! ¡Te estás librando fácilmente! Su madre: La familia Yu es rica y poderosa. ¡Sustituir a tu hermana en el matrimonio es tu buena fortuna! ¡Sabe lo que te conviene! Theodore Yu solía ser un famoso prodigio, pero perdió su brillo después de un accidente automovilístico y ni siquiera terminó la secundaria. Siendo ella una pobre pueblerina y él un conocido inútil, eran el uno para el otro. Pero mientras todos esperaban que Miss Thompson hiciera el ridículo, ella y aquel inútil aparecieron en un banquete donde se reunían los grandes magnates. Isabella Thompson: Vine a trabajar como mesera. Theodore Yu: Qué coincidencia, también estoy aquí para trabajar a tiempo parcial. Así, todos los observaron mientras llevaban bandejas durante toda la noche. *** El día de su boda, todas las figuras importantes de la capital asistieron. Magnate Uno: ¡Ayudaré a hacer los arreglos para la gran boda del Sr. Yu! Magnate Dos: ¡Bienvenida de vuelta a la capital, Miss Thompson! Magnate Tres:... Al ver a esos magnates que persistentemente aparecían en los titulares, Grace Thompson se llenó de lágrimas de arrepentimiento.

In the wake of a cataclysmic tear in spacetime, modern Earth and a primeval world have fused into one fractured realm—skyscrapers draped in ancient vines, highways swallowed by tar-choked swamps, and dinosaurs roaming shattered suburbs. Amid this chaos, eight-year-old Kai Vargas clings to the memory of his family and the enigmatic mechanical companion they left behind. As strange abilities awaken in people across the globe—some wielding elemental fury, others bending reality with thought—the boundaries between human civilization and prehistoric survival blur. With civilization’s old rules shattered, Kai must learn to navigate a landscape where every sunrise brings new dangers, allies, and revelations. “Riftfall” is a pulse-pounding saga of loss, discovery, and the extraordinary potential that emerges when two worlds collide—an adventure teeming with wonder and peril, where only those brave enough to face the unknown will survive.

After meeting with the mysterious orc tribe of the Koanif Woodlands, Crown Prince Ruiz of House Virelion begins a journey that will define his destiny. What he expected to be a crude negotiation for warriors turns into something sacred when he is drawn into a divine ritual involving Nahlara, a half-human shaman and heir to the tribe. The ritual, overseen by the goddess of love Aphrodiyne, binds their souls and marks Ruiz as a chosen vessel of the goddess’s favor. Not long after, news reaches Ruiz of his father’s death—and with it, the throne of the Argolien Crownlands becomes his by blood, but not yet by right. Now the Crown Prince of the Argolien Crownlands, Ruiz must secure not only the loyalty of the orc tribe, but also win the support of scattered noble houses, foreign tribes, and even the monsters across the fractured continent. But there is one condition above all: he cannot ascend the throne without taking a wife—a queen who meets the standards of the divines favor. War looms with the rise of the Turkin Empire, and the path ahead will require strength, diplomacy, and the blessing of gods. Guided by Aphrodiyne and fueled by ambition and passion, Ruiz embarks on a quest to build his legacy, one alliance—and one suitor—at a time. R-18 There will be a Discord with plenty of images available. This project originally began as a game I planned to develop, so it includes several game-like elements. Expect monster girls, deities, and royal clashes. I'm not sure if it's set for a contract yet, but if not, I’ll be turning to Patreon to help fuel my creativity. (For discord that is, images and videos hopefully.)

In a world where Science meets the Arcane, a time where the surreal bridges upon the factual, an Era in which the physical and metaphysical unify against one common threat. This threat can be seen anywhere, from outside the cottage of a man who struggles with his own isolation, shouting "I cannot be taken yet, for hope has not deserted me!!!" or in the tranquil embrace of nature, where a young man lives among the roots and vines thinking "The Mother of Roots will surely save me", only to find themselves vanished anyhow. Whether meek or the pinnacle of excellence all seems to fade when the "Outers" walk the soils. Explore the world of Alter-Grey in all its facets and uncover mysteries beyond comprehension, knowledge so pure that you might as well be fiction in its suffocating truths, sometimes curiosity is not sated only to kill the cat, but instead uses it to unravel everything. So I ask you this, are you curious enough to brave the Outer? Are you strange to the ways of man or are you mundane? either way I suppose it doesn't really matter. Join a select few Astrals on this journey and see how far the strings of fate take you.

-Asi que tu eres la hermosa Arachne- se gira hacia mi dirección-. Te estaba esperando... Sus ojos me recorren de pies a cabeza lo único que puede ver de mi son mis ojos. Es la primera vez que lo veo, y tiene ese aire de importante e imponente, una corriente me recorre por completo al mirarlo directamente a los ojos que desde aqui puedo distiguir el azul que lo adorna, luce implacable con lo que parece ser un traje hecho a la medida. Pero no vengo hablar. Apunto a su dirección. -Vine a cobrar una deuda, no a tomar el té.- disparo.

The night “Azure” streaked across the sky; human civilization met its end. What was meant to be a breathtaking meteor shower became a harbinger of despair. When “Azure” shattered in the atmosphere, its fragments rained down as a brilliant light show. No one could have foreseen—it marked the beginning of a nightmare. The Nightmare Virus had broken out. Plants grew wildly, tearing through steel and concrete as vines devoured cities. Animals mutated, once-gentle pets turning into bloodthirsty beasts. Humans were infected and twisted, loved ones becoming mindless husks. In just seventy-two hours, the world collapsed. In his past life, Huan Tian was the strongest “Demon Hunter” of the apocalypse. He formed an elite squad, leading survivors through hell on earth. He even uncovered the ultimate truth behind evolution itself. But just as he stood at the pinnacle, he was betrayed and slain in the shadows. When he opened his eyes again, it was before the catastrophe. And this time, a cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind: [Demon Hunter System Activated]

Dans un Japon futuriste dévasté par des robots tueurs, Zoey Nanami, tireuse d’élite d’exception au sein de l’organisation The Glory, combat sans relâche pour éradiquer la menace mécanique. Mais sa force inégalée ne la protège pas de la trahison : ses camarades, Kiyona, Yuri, Hana et Kilari, la tuent froidement, la jugeant “ennuyeuse”. Après sa mort, Zoey se retrouve dans un royaume céleste face à une déesse énigmatique qui lui offre une seconde chance en la transmigrant dans le corps de Rika Yamaguchi, une lycéenne de 16 ans issue d’une famille prestigieuse dans le Japon moderne. En échange, la déesse lui confie une mission : éliminer le héros de ce nouvel univers. Dévorée par son désir de vengeance contre celles qui l’ont trahie, Rika exige une arme unique : un pistolet à rebond vert, symbole de sa détermination. Plongée dans un monde de lycéennes et de routine scolaire, Rika dissimule ses talents de guerrière tout en cherchant des indices sur sa cible et un moyen de régler ses comptes avec son passé. Entre action, intrigues divines et une soif de revanche, Rika Yamaguchi est de retour… et elle ne pardonnera pas.

Olivie was supposed to die. Instead, she wakes in the arms of a strange boy named Cassi — a healer who lives alone in a jungle of forgotten magic. His world is beautiful, wild... and full of secrets. As Vie recovers, she dreams of vines twisting through her veins and flowers blooming from her skin. Cassi's potions heal her, but they leave invisible chains behind. His stories comfort her, but they hide the truth. Because Cassi didn’t save her by accident. Because Vie is not just a lost girl. She’s the beginning of something ancient — and the end of everything Cassi holds dear. When love turns to obsession and dreams become a trap, Vie must decide: Will she bloom into the monster he made her — or break free and become something even the forest can't control?

In the shimmering realm of Celestara, where the Veil of Stars weaves magic into every breath, a love destined to defy darkness ignites under a fractured sky. Elyndra, a radiant starlight princess with a heart ablaze with hope, and Tavion, a stoic Starborn heir marked by an ancient curse, are bound by a ritual gone wrong—a shadow that shatters their world and steals a star from the heavens. As shadow beasts ravage their enchanted forests and the Crystal Spire trembles, their love becomes the key to saving their realm—or dooming it forever. Plunged into a labyrinth of the Veil’s depths, they face the Betrayer’s echo, a soul-stealing curse that tests their bond with every step. From the whispering forests of the Whispering Dawn to the molten heart of the Earth’s Core, Elyndra and Tavion sacrifice memories, dreams, and nearly their lives, their starlight and ice magics dancing in a symphony of resistance. Allies like the fierce Ryn, the vine-wielding Asha, and mystical guardians—Seraphine, Gorran, and the enigmatic Sylvara—join their fight, but enemies like the cunning Kael Draven and his shadow wolves rise, their power fueled by the Hollow Core’s dark pulse. This is no ordinary tale—it’s an endless odyssey where love is both weapon and wound, where every victory births a new mystery. Will their vow to heal Celestara’s dual hearts—the Veil and the Earth—hold against a curse that reshapes their very souls? Or will the final shadow guardian claim them, leaving the Spire in ruins and the stars to fade? Dive into Veil of Starlit Vows, where romance ignites the night, magic rewrites destiny, and every chapter pulses with the thrill of an unbroken journey—because in Celestara, love never ends, and neither does the fight.

I died like an idiot—stretching after esports tryouts when a truck flew through my fifth-story apartment window. One bright flash, one honk later, and boom—reincarnated. But not as a hero. Not as a dragon. Not even a goblin. Nope. I'm a vine. A literal, root-squirming, mana-sucking vine. Trapped inside a dead-end dungeon no one visits—except maybe broke adventurers doing license exams—I woke up with one thing: a System. One that lets me devour anything to gain skills, stats... even memories. Bug? Mine. Mole-thing? Also mine. Dungeon boss one day? Just a snack waiting to happen. I don’t know where I am, who created this dungeon, or why I can hear the whispers of the earth itself... but I do know this: I’m not going to rot in the dark like some decorative weed. I’m going to evolve. I’m going to grow. And one day—root by root—I’ll strangle the gods themselves.

Dans un monde où la magie gouverne tout… elle est née sans pouvoir. Ma-Théo, adolescente effacée d’un monde sans sortilège ni grandeur, meurt dans l’indifférence. Mais la mort ne l’efface pas — elle la réinvente. “Quand les Dieux ferment les yeux, un élu réécrit les lois.” Propulsée dans un univers mystique ravagé par des fissures dimensionnelles, dominé par des dieux silencieux, des donjons classés par rangs (D à SS+) et des factions secrètes, Ma-Théo est marquée du sceau du néant : Rang F, sans avenir, sans magie. Mais dans les profondeurs de l’obscurité… quelque chose veille. Une Voix Primordiale murmure en elle : ancienne, consciente, stratège. Un Système Nexus Évolutif s’active : un code vivant, capable d’absorber les lois, d’évoluer à l’infini, de façonner des sorts oubliés ou jamais écrits. Elle peut combiner la magie du feu, du vent, de la création, de la lumière… et même les arts interdits. Ce n’est plus une question de survie. C’est un protocole de réécriture du monde. Traquée par les grandes guildes, surveillée par les oracles, convoitée par des entités divines, Ma-Théo bâtit sa propre faction secrète, infiltrant les empires et brisant les chaînes de l’ancien ordre. Chaque donjon qu’elle conquiert devient un sanctuaire. Chaque artefact perdu renaît dans ses mains. Chaque ennemi devient une leçon. Et dans les cieux, les dieux tremblent, car une prophétie oubliée se réactive : "Quand le Néant s’éveillera, même l’Éternité devra plier genou." Elle n’est plus Rang F. Elle devient Rang SSS+ : Classe Mythique Absolue. Et cette fois… ce n’est pas un monde qu’elle veut conquérir, mais les lois qui l’ont trahi.

The story is set half a year after a global catastrophe that plunged Earth into a desolate, post-apocalyptic state. The land is scarred with fissures, and a perpetual black haze covers the sky. Humanity struggles to survive, moving in large, desperate convoys. Amidst this chaos, mutated creatures have emerged, alongside two new types of humans: Zombies, mindless beings that devour anything living, and Evolved Humans, who have gained enhanced physical abilities and can grow stronger by consuming crystals found in mutated creatures. Lu Yin is one such Evolved Human, designated as "one-zero-three." The first chapter introduces Lu Yin as he guards a convoy of survivors. He's skilled and ruthless, dispatching a mutated dog with ease but noting the wear on his makeshift weapon. The survivors rely on fire to keep mutated beasts at bay during the night, as travel in the dark is deadly. Lu Yin, despite his strength, carries a deep personal burden. He recalls a traumatic event where half his body was burned during a city's destruction, witnessing the "condescending eyes and dazzling golden light" of a powerful figure named Liu Shaoge, also known as the Light Saint, one of the "Seven Saints" – the most powerful Sky-level Evolved Humans. Lu Yin harbors a strong desire for revenge against him. The chapter also highlights the moral decay in the new world. Lu Yin observes sexual assault occurring within the convoy, initially choosing to ignore it as a "normal" consequence of the apocalypse. However, he intervenes when a specific group of evolved humans crosses his line, forcefully warning them off and asserting his dominance. He later receives a cryptic warning about a plot against him from another evolved human. The journey to Jinling, a large survivor base ruled by the Figure Saint Zhou Shan, is fraught with danger. The convoy faces a terrifying Earth-level mutated vine that massacres many, forcing the entire group to flee. Relief comes only with news that a Saint, Zhou Shan, will personally come to their aid, signaling the immense reverence and hope placed in these top-tier powerhouses by the survivors. The chapter sets up a bleak world where survival is a daily struggle, humanity's darkness is laid bare, and powerful individuals, both heroic and villainous, shape the new order. Lu Yin stands out as a formidable, yet deeply scarred, individual with a clear personal vendetta.

In a world where magic is woven—thread by enchanted thread—one mother dares to break every law to save the child she loves.

Betrayed by fate. Struck down by heaven. Reborn into the unknown. Once a legendary cultivator on the brink of ascension, he was cast down by the very heavens he sought to defy. But death was not his end. Awakening in a foreign world ruled by knights and mages, stripped of his past power, he is nothing more than a rogue struggling to survive. Yet, in the abyss of his soul, a forgotten god whispers—a deity cast out by both immortals and divines. With cultivation forbidden and magic foreign to him, he walks a path neither heaven nor abyss foresaw. Hunted by celestial enforcers. Marked by abyssal entities. Feared by the world. If the heavens would curse him, then he shall tear them down.

I died… and awoke in silence. Just stone walls, darkness, and a single, glowing orb—me. Reborn as a dungeon core. As I sleep, something stirs nearby—a twisted creature born of of my mana. It calls me “Master.” It worships me. And it begins to hunt for me. Each offering it brings—feathers, vines, blood—feeds the core. Feeds me. Slowly, My power grows.

Dans l'ombre d'un monde oublié, là où les échos des âges anciens se perdent dans le murmure des vents, Yumoro se tient au seuil d'un mystère insondable. Les montagnes, couvertes d'une brume éternelle, dominent un paysage où la nature a retrouvé son royaume. Les temples, autrefois érigés par des mains divines, s'effritent lentement, leurs pierres gravées de secrets depuis longtemps effacés. Le vent porte une mélodie étrange, presque chantée par les âmes perdues du passé. Parfois, lorsqu'il ferme les yeux, Yumoro peut entendre leurs voix — fragiles et lointaines — comme un souvenir d'un temps qu'il n'a jamais connu. Un monde où la magie n'était pas un pouvoir, mais une essence, un souffle pulsant dans chaque être vivant. Yumoro n’a pas choisi son nom. Il l’a reçu, comme une marque indélébile, à un moment où la frontière entre l’esprit et la réalité s’est effondrée. Depuis, il erre, sans but, sans savoir pourquoi il cherche. Chaque nuit, dans le silence pesant de sa solitude, il médite. C’est dans ces moments que son double, ce reflet étrange de lui-même, émerge. Un être qui lui parle dans des mots entrelacés de vérité et de confusion. "Les souvenirs sont des chaînes", lui dit-il souvent. "Cherche ce que tu as oublié." Mais oublier quoi ? Son âme, chargée de fragments de mémoire perdus, ne sait plus ce qui appartient à son passé. Chaque indice, chaque rencontre, semble ne faire qu’ajouter plus de questions, comme un puzzle dont les pièces s’échappent au moment où il croit les avoir réunies. Il marche dans un monde où l'ombre et la lumière ne se distinguent plus, où la frontière entre la vie et la mort semble aussi floue que le murmure des anciens. Chaque temple qu’il découvre est un miroir brisé, chaque pas, une quête pour retrouver ce qui a été effacé. Mais il n'est pas seul dans cette recherche. Des forces mystérieuses, invisibles mais puissantes, tirent les ficelles, l’entraînant toujours plus loin dans les abysses de son propre esprit et dans les secrets du monde. "Les échos du silence sont les cris des âmes oubliées", murmure son double, et dans la résonance de ces mots, Yumoro se sent prêt à découvrir la vérité. Mais saura-t-il accepter ce qu'il découvrira dans les ténèbres de son propre cœur ? Le voyage commence.

.......betrayal......love......companion.......life... a boy who has the gift to links all natural beings with its sense... as he set his mind to explore his body limits in the world of limitless. Sets in multiverse full of undiscovered continents in space, link with vines of light connecting between landmass. Keithra a 3 years old single child with a single mom.. sits with tears upon the veranda singing sighing song while facing the crescent moon in a two-story house in a remote forest at midnight.... the sound of its voice reverberate to the jungle tingling the soul of nature....... Follow his journey to unlock... to know... to dream... to cultivate... to subdue...in the vast multiverse awaits

You were a decaying vine,seeking to destroy the past,only to find the tendrils of the old pain probing past memories A dancer dies twice,the first death is the most painful,drowned in an ocean where all light is silenced,your former passion or identity has taken its final breath,your wounds exposed and open. Time comes to hault.Your will rocked by the tides that challenge your understanding,the pulse of the seas forcing you to dance again,awaiting your rebirth, The rebirth of The Black Swan Let this be a new symphony, a new melody to wove a new song of your remedy

In the unforgiving streets of Festac, Richard and Racheal shared the same dreams of a better life, but their choices led them down very different paths. Richard, desperate to break free from the struggles of the unknown , became consumed by his need to escape. Then, tragedy struck, his body was found lifeless, his dreams cut short. Grief quickly turned to rage, and Racheal was left with only one mission: to uncover the truth. But the deeper she digs, the more dangerous her world becomes. Sinister forces lurk in the shadows, determined to keep their secrets buried. As she unravels a tangled web of lies, corruption, and betrayal, she begins to realize that the truth may cost her more than she ever imagined. Will Racheal’s relentless pursuit of justice lead to redemption, or will it destroy everything she has left?

--- Synopsis: New year. New secrets. New feelings. Vanni never expected her last year of school to begin with rumors and strange stares — all because she walked in holding hands with her best friend, Aarav. They've always been close, but now... people are talking. And then she sees him — Naitik. Mysterious. Silent. Dangerous to her heart. The kind of boy who doesn’t speak unless he means it. The kind who watches instead of talks. But he’s already caught someone else’s eye — Nari, the confident girl who never loses. And Naitik’s best friend, Raj, seems to be hiding something too. When friendships blur into something more, and hidden feelings surface, Vanni finds herself in the middle of a twisted love triangle, where nothing is what it seems. Is it love? Is it friendship? Or is it all just a lie? One question haunts her at every turn: Is That True? ---

At the age of eleven, the oil tanker Fang Luo entered the life of the seven year old Fang Moduo in an undeclared manner. From then on, he became the enemy she would grit her teeth and curse every night before going to bed. But in the Fang family, which is like an ice cave, they can only keep warm and get close to each other. Until Fang Moduo learned the secret about her mother's death, the hatred in her heart led her to accidentally kill the child in her stepmother's womb. From then on, she escaped from that home and from Fangluo's world. When they met again, they realized that those deep loves had always been hidden in their hearts, never forgotten... Chapter One: The dark red wall, the small brick building crawling with green vines, the small and tidy garden surrounded by white fences, the wooden floor shining with a dark brown luster... In Fang Luo's eyes, the new home was full of colors that made him uneasy and confused. Although the colors are beautiful, they do not have the warmth he is familiar with, including the little girl in front of him wearing pure white lace chiffon. Would you call me Mordor? Sister, dad, and nanny all call me that. "7-year-old Fang Mordor smiled sweetly, with a smile as rich as freshly cooked cheese. That's right, just like cheese, 11 year old Fang Luo couldn't find a more suitable metaphor to describe the little girl in front of him, instinctively thinking of his favorite sweet food. It's none of my business what they call you, "Fang Luo tried to end his boring opening remarks with a cold laugh. He thought he had nothing to say to a seven year old doll, and his low mood was not enough to support him barely completing a smile on the little girl. You're my brother, "Fang Moduo widened her eyes." Brother wants to call my sister a nickname! "Brother? The unfamiliar words made Fang Luo even more annoyed for no reason. What kind of brother, he's just a drag on the bucket. Luoluo, what's wrong with you? Don't be impolite to your sister, "Xiao Yizhen frowned slightly and scolded her son. She didn't want to leave an impression on the Fang family that she couldn't raise her son right after marrying into the Fang family. Although Fang Zhi is not present now, it's hard to guarantee that Xiao Moduo won't complain to her father. In fact, Fang Luo's son did give her a headache. Perhaps it's because she only focuses on her ballet and ignores him, or maybe it's because her ex husband also ignores this son. But since her son is two people, why should she be solely responsible.

DING TZU IS THE DIVINITY OF THE EASTERN SKY. Born of his mother's pure tears, the young god follows the path of a happy, upright destiny, beloved by peers and mortals alike. Inseparable from Ling Zu, the divinity of Tea and Leaves, mortals often represent their statues as brother and sister. Ding Tzu's destiny is shattered by a conflict between Demonic Beings and Mortals: the Thousand Bloodstones incident. In the past, this name brought misfortune. Today, it has caused Ding Tzu's celestial downfall, forcing him to take his Immortal life to prove his innocence. This was not enough to quench the Divines' anger, and they stripped him of his rank, honor and celestial appearance. The mortals felt betrayed in their turn and destroyed all possessions linked to the Divinity of the Eastern Sky. But fate has not finished writing the story of “Ding Tzu”... Death is never the end.

Exploring how love, like ancient vines through three generations of cyclical renewal, requires seasons of dormancy to regenerate—transforming war's scars into fertile ground where art takes root, until celestial movements and terrestrial rhythms harmonize into timeless equilibrium.

Evan, A young high school boy who finds himself summoned on a totally medieval fantasy world. But instead of being summoned in large castle full of luxury, he finds himself summoned in a large dense forest full of monsters at every corner ready to take his life. But why was he summoned at all? "let me go!!" he shouts, tightly constrained by vines. "Gwaa!" responds the goblin by smacking Evan head with the wooden mace it held in it's hand. Explore the world with him as he unravels the mystery behind this world, his fate and the fate of this very world. "So...I am not the only one who is summoned from my world?" ****** What to expect from the story?(just read the tags) And also, this story might contain some dark elements but I will try to keep them as low to make it suitable for everyone.

Love endures as an unrelenting vine, crawling through the crevices in the earth. In the darkest darkness, there is a lantern swinging, A thread you tie when all else is unraveling, When your heart is too burdened to struggle, you sing this tune.

Sur une planète autrefois unifiée, la guerre entre les Saint Chevaliers de l'Ordre Divin et l'Antithèse a brisé le monde, le transformant en îles flottantes dérivant dans le néant. Au cœur du chaos, un enfant naît sous l'éclipse sanglante – un présage de destruction et de renouveau. William, dernier héritier de la tribu des Créolins, est sauvé par un ancien guerrier et élevé dans l'ombre de la Tour Zéro. Son destin ? Manier un pouvoir interdit capable de reconstruire et d’anéantir la réalité elle-même : la Voile d’Ombre. Poursuivi par les forces divines et les résidus d’une guerre ancestrale, il devra choisir entre la vengeance et la rédemption, entre la lumière et les ténèbres. Mais dans ce monde où dieux et hommes manipulent les destins… aura-t-il seulement le choix ?"