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AZI: Burial of a Selfish Lunatic

Full Title, AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic, Who Walked through Reincarnation for Two-Trillion Years Volumes 1-3 Synopsis: “Who?” Holding a lone gourd in hand the young man raises it to the Heavens with a single question. “Who wishes to accompany me? To stay by my side for an eternity, and to walk through the mountains, and seas?” May container spoilers below Volume 4 Synopsis: Weapon spirits, such is the nature of every single Sinner within the Leng Bing Realm. In other words, all of them are but tools, and a tool… “A tool has no right to choose their owner, and what a tool does is decided by their owner.” “…Cruel, how very cruel the laws of this world are. Even upon death, a soul may not rest.” Volume 5 Synopsis: “Surnamed Ye, if you had a choice between being a hero or a demon lord, which would you choose? Naturally, you can also choose to be a villager A or B if you wanted to.” “What kind of question is that? Hmm.” Contemplating for a bit, Ye Chen answers— “I guess, the hero? Since he always wins in the end?” “Hero, is it?” “And you, surnamed Long?” “I think, the role of the hero—is a role that should only be played by a masochist.” “The hell? Is this entire question supposed to be a way to diss me?” “The fate of a hero is to suffer. They’re constantly being pushed left and right. …While everyone else drowns in a sea of despair, a hero must stand their ground, and step forward—to guide the deadbeats along. They must become the shining beacon of hope that others may follow—towards a future, where they may survive. Tell me then, if a hero isn’t a masochist, then what are they?” The world is a game board, those who control the game board, and the game itself… What are they? Volume 6 Synopsis: “A lunatic near death has three options. One, they can choose to pass away peacefully. Two, they can choose to spend the rest of their remaining life to find a solution that will let them live. Three, they can drag an entire world down as a part of their burial.” ……… “The longer you live for, and the more you experience, the less you care about the things around you. Maybe, I’m just someone who has reached that point?” ……… “You’re right in saying that even if this world goes up into flames, I’d still be drinking away at my leisure. Why bother to care for a world that is completely foreign to me? The people who I had cared for, they aren’t here; hence, I see very little purpose in getting myself invested into this environment.” ……… The 46th prince of the Hong Xiao Empire was born between the emperor and the 114th concubine. He was born on a moonlit night, and yet, since his eyes were blind, his majesty—the emperor decided to name him Bujian Yue. “Did you know—that the more fearful a prey is, the tastier it is? At least to me, since I enjoy chewing on my food to savor the flavor.” “…?” Enlarging its stature, the black serpent abruptly snaps its head forward, and swallows the palace maid whole. Leaving a bite mark on the ground, the black serpent begins to chew, as the sound of meat and bones being pulverized comes from its maw. And eventually, the black serpent swallows.
YatogamiSakuya · 179.5K Views

Lordly Ones: Scaled Lord Of Strife

Eldritches, Abominable creatures that originated from the deepest depths of the earth, they were dark creatures that hid and lurked under the cover of night searching for prey, they devoured anything who dared to roam the world under the light of the moon, they would slowly creep towards you and sneakily spread their long, noxious, tentacles around you and strangle you as they slowly moved you toward their maw, then they'd pull their tentacles back and little ridges on them would tear your body apart and you would fall into deep into the abyss that was their large, miasmic maw. Humanity prayed to their gods for millennia yet their gods had not answered, not until one day, when mankind was at the brink of extinction did they finally receive their blessings. From Zeus, The Authority Of The King From Poseidon, The Will Of The Creator From Adonis, The Soul Of Rebirth From Apollo, The Spark Of Liberation From Heaphestus, The Seal Of Confinement From Hercules, The Emergence Of Unembellished Power From Hestia, The Seed Of The Hearth From Artemis, The Bestial Sapien From Hecate, The Soul Of Mysticy From Hades, The Woke Of The Soul From Athena, The Spirit Of Conquest From Ares, The Body Of Savagery These 12 blessings were the cornerstones of the Eldritch Slayer path, a path forged by the hands of both mortal and divine, with these, humanity would be able to combat their foe, however, this was many many years ago, nowadays, Eldritch were the least of problems. --------------------------------------------- "Trixion, from behind you!!" A deafening scream resounded through the continent of war like the clap of thunder, though the noise did little to put a stop to the endless bloodshed occurring on the crimson continent. The one who had been alerted of an incoming attack, Trixion tried to look back at the perpetrator of said attack however the attack had already reached him and he was unable to react to it anyway. "You were a worthy opponent, Krimson Khaos...." To be a worthy opponent to the Scaled Prince, The Golden Dragon, of the Empyreans was truly commendable, yet to Trixion who looked down at the scaly arm piercing through his torso it seemed like more of an insult, an insult that brought him rage. Trixion attempted to move however the poison within his body wouldn't let him, after all, what led to him managing to get pierced like this. As Trixion slowly passed he started to accumulate his energy within his body, within a second his body was full to the brim with energy, soon he would burst into a bunch of blood pieces, and burst he did. "W-what are you doing?!?!" The Scaled prince hastily removed his arm and attempted to dash back but it had already been done. Trixion busted into hundreds of little pieces each piece of his body was supercharged with energy and thus was incredibly durable, it would pierce through many Empyreans and go undamaged, even more, he made it so that when it came in contact with anything it would burst even more it was like a bomb with shrapnels that that acted like a bomb. That act had killed nearly 10 million Empyreans and from then on out he was known as a hero to the whole world, he was someone who even in his final moments managed to bring the enemy to their knees. They were correct however it was not in his final moments it was in the final moments before the end that led to his new beginning. However, Trixion wasn't the only one who would begin once again, for Dendracove, The heir to the Driconite Empyreans would accompany him in his journey, as this was the story of both the Krimson Khaos, The Lord Of Strife, And The Golden Dragon, The Scaled Prince Of The Empyreans.
Lord_Sleepless_ · 10K Views

Lord of the Dark Tower

Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- Provincial Alliance, Sailport. Bairon Stewart, an unremarkable young mage, resolute in his pursuit to find a cure for his sister's terminal illness, withdrew from the Mage Guild. He ventured into the forbidden, touching upon the objects of the fallen, and embarked on an adventure into the new world. By fortuitous circumstances, he traveled extensively; In the East, he saw a pitch-black maw voraciously consuming the seawater. In the North, he heard the soft murmurs of conversation between two snowy mountains. In the South, he witnessed the pinnacle of the Tree of Life reaching for the heavens, touching the very canopy of the sky. In the West, insects from the depths of the desert conveyed to him the miraculous deeds of the divine. ---------------------- Bells echo beneath the starlit prairie, resonating in all directions. Every corner of the Röntgen Continent hears the tale of the Giant King's triumph over the Elf Queen. Mankind replaced the Elves, dominating the world. The first Giant King, Freljord Montagne, personally wielded his massive hammer, shattering the dark tower and proclaiming the end of the "Millennium Darkness." Elves and Dragons fled to the world's edges. ... Night breezes sweep through the city built of sailboats. "That's it for tonight, Evelyn. Time for bed," in a two-story building, a young man with raven-black hair gently caressed his sister's ashen cheek, a look of tenderness in his eyes. Resting by his knee was a hefty tome titled "Epic of Heroes." The greyish pallor of her face signified a terminal illness known as "Greyscale." "Brother, do Dragons truly exist in this world?" Evelyn inquired. "They do." "Where are they?" "In dreams. Good children dream of Dragons. When you wake, remember to tell me what the Dragon looked like." Blowing out the candle, Bairon Stewart put on his magus ring, a symbol of weaponry, and departed from his home. ---------------------- WSA 2023 Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!
White_Ink · 203.7K Views

Loving the Forbidden Prince

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending? Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask. Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire. Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever? [Mature content. No sexual violence.] ****** “You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…” “I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced. His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity. “No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.” “How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying. “Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her. His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe. She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy. She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.” She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again. “Please, Ayleth.” “I cannot deny it,” she whispered. [Cover specially commissioned and illustrated image by Same Van Rijn. See more of their amazing art on Instagram: @same.vanrijn]
AimeeLynn · 1.8M Views

Killing Snow

Ebony Snow the last white werewolf in existence struggles to continue living after suddenly losing her parents at 5 years old an not long after being kidnapped by an unknown organization that was studying supernatural beings for military purposes. Whilst she's locked in one of the facilities cells she catches a glimpse of a familiar face. Anger surges as she realized it was the young boy she had saved from a hunting trap her parents had set up to guard their den...the day before her parents mysteriously vanished. ~~~~ "You!!!" she screamed, "I saved you, how...why would you?" tears began to spill from her eyes as she realized his betrayal. His head lowered as he mumbled something under his breath. "I'm so-" his words were interrupted by arrival of a tall, muscular man with a threatening presence that caused Ebony to snarl and growl. The boy started shaking as the man beside him took his hand out of his pocket removing a small remote shaped item. As he pressed the button in the Centre Ebony jolted backwards falling to the ground whilst holding her stomach. Electric volts ran through her body and she convulsed on the ground, her painful screams piercing the ears of the young boy causing him to fist his hands hard enough to cut crescents into his palms. The tall man dressed in a army uniform patted the boys head softly after releasing the hold on the button. "You did good son, you've finally begun helping your country" the girl stared up with gritted teeth glaring at the father son relation ship. 'So all of the things I've suffered through was for their bond and this so called country that's hunted my kind since the dawn of time out of cowardly fear!'. "You best learn to control your anger wolf or next time I won't be so generous. Your life now belong to S.I.M.W you will help create advanced military technology and weapons to further the achievement's in the human race." WARNING: MATURE Content later on in the novel however I will mark the chapters that include it with (r18) so those who don't enjoy reading it can continue enjoying the story ;)
Spawn_devil171 · 26.1K Views

Bride Of The Aragon Prince

She was scurrying off to her school when she suddenly heard the voice. "Hello, human girl." The feminine voice drawls, she heard the voice right inside her head. She almost tripped on her feet but was able to catch herself before falling flat on her face on the sidewalk. Strange. She thought and look around to see if someone is actually talking to her and not just a voice she is hearing in her head but instead, all she is seeing is a man taking a stroll with his dog and people just going on with their daily activities. She is sure she heard a voice, or is she hallucinating? "I know you can hear me, stop pretending as if you can't." The voice says in her head again. "W-who is this?" She whispers in panic and almost had a heart attack when she felt a warm and wet sensation on her leg followed by a soft bark. "It's me. I'm Maggie." She whirls around just to see the dog she spotted with the man taking a stroll before. No, no, no. Not what I'm thinking. "You?" She says to the dog tentatively and noticed the collar around its neck with the name tag 'Maggie.' "Yes me, idiot." The dog pants whilenodding its head up and down. Blood drains from her face and she looks pale with her mouth hanging open and her eyes as wide as saucers as she watches the dog sashay away with its master. "See you around later, it's nice meeting a human who can speak to animals even though the said human looks kinda dumb." It huffs while walking away. What was that? Nathalie wonders in a daze.
Queen_Ebony · 2.1K Views

Liveriya

A forgotten princess A fallen goddess An ancient curse and secrets that can crumble kingdoms to dust ***************** The rising sun marked the beginning of a new day and with it, the dawn of a new era as the thumping of war drums shook the great kingdom of Liveriya. Armour clad soldiers marched in unison towards a war that will change the destiny of a land blessed by the primal gods with never-ending prosperity and wealth. A golden land rotten hollow by greed and deceit, stained with the blood of fallen Kings and Queens. Overseeing the vast battlefield shrouded in a thick layer of snow, stood a small cliff, proud against the harsh winter winds, which would come to witness bloodshed that will paint these blessed lands crimson for centuries to come. There stood a woman and a young girl tall and proud, one a forgotten princess, and the other a fallen goddess. Their long hair the colour of silver and ebony fluttered with the howling wind. The ebony woman turned to her daughter, her eyes softening at the worried expression on her daughter's face. " All of this is going to be over soon my sweet child, no one is going to touch my precious daughter," her eyes hardening in determination " not as long as I am still breathing." The young girl lost in her misery and grief failed to reply to her mother's words, eyes fixed to the sight in front of her, sighing the woman lifted a hand to caress her daughter's delicate face gently. "You will come back to me, won't you mother?" A pair of inky eyes turned to look into the woman's dark once. Her daughter was truly a reflection of herself. "Do you think a mere army of mortals can harm me, my silly girl?" She chuckled, amused by her daughter's worry, though it warmed her cold heart the way her lover, the girl's father once did. The sound of thumping broke her out of her reverie. It was time what she has been waiting for all these years, her chance to avenge her departed husband and to give her daughter deserved as the rightful heir and a favoured child of gods. Lyala moved to stand in front of her daughter, lifting a hand she cast a protection spell around her daughter, a yellow glow spreading from her palm, morphing into a dome around the young girl with silver hair. onyx lifted her hand and placed her palm against her mother's through the protective field " Let me fight with you" "No" Lydia shook her head before giving her daughter a pointed look " you'll only be a liability, I am not willing to risk your safety." "But this is my fight-" onyx tried to reason with her mother only to be cut off by the woman's sharp words "It is not, and you know it well" her eyes softening at her daughter's distraught expression, as she kept her hand away. "Wait for me, my child." The wind moved through her long ebony hair making it look like wisps of smoke curling around her, standing at the edge of the cliff, her mother looked nothing less than the goddess she truly was, in the young girl's eyes. "I always will", who will she wait for if not the only family she has ever known? The young girl saw her mother's mouth curled into a doting smile, as she took a step back before jumping off the cliff's edge on to the battleground. One woman against an army of ten thousand men who were terrified yet excited of what was to come, it was not every day that one gets to wage war against the goddess of destruction herself. Onyx looked at her mother's retreating figure from over the cliff. Chin held high, clad in black armour, her long hair tied in a high ponytail swished with each determined step; guilt began to seep in her mind. She never imagined putting her mother in harm's way. A lone tear made down her face and her lips quivered at the thought of losing the one person she loved the most as only a single thought kept repeating in her mind. "It's all my fault." ----- NOTE - **The artwork on the cover does not belong to me. All credits to the original artist.**
serenity_03 · 3.5K Views

Scales of Ebony

On a planet roughly twice the size of Jupiter called Xelna lives many draconic species of varying size and power. The land masses of Xelna are similar to that of earth, two massive continents and 2 massive oceans and a north and south pole. The biggest of the two continents Xar, it had the shape of a tree, while its counter part Draca was in the shape of fire drake. the oceans that surrounded the land were called xer and ner. the north and south didt have names and were refered to as simply ice hell by the other races. Draca was a land filled with volcanoes and magma everywhere you went its was home to many dragons such as fire dragons and fire drakes which made up most of Draca's population. Xar was a mix of rainforest and mountains with many grasslands and plains. The inhabitants were mostly earth type draconic and some wind types, but the dominant race was the planetary Dragon although few in population, they were the strongest dragons on the planet roughly tis size of the Himalayas biggest mountain mt. Everest. In the oceans lives aquatic dragons and not much else. In the north and south hellish landscape which was constant blizzards and hail lives a fierce and brutal draconic species called Scavengers. This race endured the icy north and south but due to their icy bodies they couldn't move south or north to the warmer lands as their bodies would over heat and they would perish. However if a fire drake or dragon whose body is made of some flame and can survive in magma, were to enter on of the poles Blizzard lands their bodies would quickly use all its heat to block the cold and would use it up quickly causing the dragon to lose its heat freezing it instantly. The body would be in shock at the sudden freeze and would cause the heart to stop as it was incredibly painful and overwhelm the nerves causing a heart attack killin the dragon instantly. Its body would fall if it was flying or standing it would fall and standing would just break into piece but if it dies while flying then when it hit it would explode in Billions of tiny shards. Our story on this world will follow a young Black Dragon Constantine. its mother helena and father Tiberius. Tiberius and helena were and odd couple, Helena was a Black dragon while Tiberius was a Young Planetary Dragon. He was also Prince of the Draco Empire. An incredibly powerfull empire that controlled the Xar continent, an unparreled power. However in the Lands of Dracar to the west Laid the Barren Flames Empire Ruled by Fire titans, Their power rivaled the planetary Dragons. Constantine had his mother's looks but his fathers size and power capacity. At present he is a young Mix breed Black Planetary Dragon an incredibly rare mix between dragons. He is around 1200 years old and has grown to the size of his mother, while his father had grown to full size and left back to his position of prince. Constantine Was far from fully grown but he was about the size of a regular mountain and was incredibly powerfull.
ForgottenKnight · 13.5K Views

Ebony Man

Bertrand is a brave man, a slayer, and a gunslinger in the ruined town of Mono. His quest to find the random ebony man who fled after casting a spell on everyone in the town lured him on a mission across the desert and he met a Farmer known as Agri and the farmer has a raven known as jack. Bertrand the slayer passed a night with the Farmer Agri and his raven Jack. Bertrand flashed back to when he was in the small town of Mono, The ebony man had once stayed in the town, he brought a dead man addicted to weed smoking back to life, and the resurrection of the lifeless devil grass addict got Bertrand trapped because of the black magic from the ebony man, the slayer met the leader of the local synagogue who disclosed to him that the ebony man has sired her with a demon. She turns everyone in the town against the slayer (Bertrand) which triggers him to kill all to escape including his lover Alina. He woke up the next day to the death of his donkey and this made him continue his journey on foot. Bertrand the slayer arrived at an abandoned subway station and met a young boy named Zebulon who does not know how he arrived at the place. Bertrand collapses in the abandoned station due to dehydration, and the young boy gave him water which resuscitated him. The slayer hypnotized the young boy and determined that he had mysteriously arrived at the abandoned station. Thereafter, the young boy Zebulon became an integral part of the slayer's haunt for the ebony man. To catch the ebony man comes with daring consequences and sacrifices which Bertrand must make. Walk with me...
Finbars23 · 8.8K Views
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