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Transformers Drift

OBSIDIAN RIFT

In a city called Dunmore, where a weakened dome stands between its people and bloodthirsty demons, Aric, a young, defiant fighter who believes in equality, is part of its Vanguard: fearless soldiers that keep the demons at bay. When the crystal holding their dome—a remnant of the goddess Ilona—suddenly fails and throws the city into chaos, he’s among the brave ones sent beyond the walls to chase a shard of the Aetherion, a sentient energy that could save or destroy them, pulling him into a treacherous wasteland where survival is always beyond reach. The flawed gods resurface, their inevitable end drawing near, scheming and weaving promises to manipulate oblivious mortals into their power plays. But gods and men don't mix easy, and alliances tend to fray, turning friends to foe in a heartbeat as blood of both mortals and divine beings are spilled. Out there, Aric finds the enemies closer than anticipated, truths in his blood he never wanted, and each ally he makes, becoming casualties of enemies he can’t outrun. And as the realms are on the brink of annihilation, Aric must face the truth: sometimes, the greatest threats comes from those who have sworn to protect. Loss after loss builds Aric, altering his perception of the world, as he loses his moral tether, transforming from a man to something else. When an Obsidian Rift is about to release an ancient evil from their earthly prison, gods and mortals rally to make one last stand. Will Aric save the realms—or will he be the fire that consumes it all?
Echo_Drift · 4.9K Views

My Blacksmith System: Transforming my Weapons into Beautiful Maidens

The fallen ones, strange monsters that showed up on earth with the sole purpose of destroying everything and ruling over humans. Only one man remained during the onslaught, his name, was Rashin Montero. "Do you wish to live or die?" The question appeared before him. "Kill me assholes!" He died. A hundred years passed and Rashin finds himself alive in the future. It turned out he was saved by a stray angel, and was granted a powerful energy that allowed him to stand on equal footing with the monsters that once wanted to take over earth. In his new future, the world has been restored to what it ones was, a huge shield was placed around the world to keep the Hakiaas out. Heroes were summoned to defend the world against these monsters during the Countdown, while the monsters could not be killed or harmed, they could still be sent back to their world. Or at least, until Rashin arrived. [Blacksmith System activated. Welcome host.] [Initializing core functions... Complete.] [Congratulations, you have gained a new blue paint (Large sword.)] [Stella blade has passed all requirements to evolve.] [Evolving to human form can now be processed.] [Congratulations, you have gained a unique core, your weapons can now undergo fusion.] Having a system that allowed him to craft weapons of all kind, Rashin enters this new world trying to survive while also remembering part of his memories. Not just that, he can also turn every weapon he makes into beautiful overpowered maidens capable of killing the Hakiaas aka fallen ones.
Introverted_Writer · 59.2K Views

Vampire In The Murim World

His name was purged from the records of the Tang Clan of Sichuan. He, who is no longer a member of their house despite being of their blood still, was denied the very right to live, to be free, and even to have a peaceful death. But as suffering led to a painful death, he had a meeting with fate and the fangs of a vampire. ----------- Author Tags: Action, Adventure, Supernatural, Martial Arts, Drama, Politics, Romantic Subplot ----------- Story Notes:- - This work is inspired by Korean Wuxia fictions and takes on the political intrigue of "Game of Thrones" and the Vampire mechanics from the game "V-Rising". - It follows Valen (Tang Seong), a member of the Tang Clan, whose mother was discovered to be unfaithful to her husband and he wasn't his father's son. His life took a nosedive as he was made into a slave and got badly abused, and in the matter of three days, he was discarded off in a river the same way his mother was executed. However, he lived long enough to drift into a secluded cave where an old vampire from outside the Central Plains was sealed in a Gothic Mirror. - The Vampire takes him as his servant and named him Valen, transforming him into a Nosferatu with the sole goal of resurrecting his master by finding him a suitable vessel. This starts with Valen becoming a monster in skin with a human at heart. This is not a story of revenge as much as it is a story of survival and finding one's self even after becoming a monster that the world can't tolerate.
El_Don · 1.5K Views

CYNTHIA'S ODYSSEY 1: BEYOND THE VEIL

Όνειρο: Κλειδί που Ξεδιαλέγει Μυστήρια (Oneiro: Kleidi pou Xedialegei Mystiria) DREAM: KEY TO UNRAVEL MYSTERIES The Dreamcatcher “As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn’t shake the feeling that my dreams were trying to tell me something. And then, I heard the whisper: ‘When the wings of slumber beckon, beware the shadows that take flight.’ I didn’t know what it meant, but it sent a shiver down my spine.” The five-letter word “dream” holds a mystical allure, whispering secrets to those who dare to listen. As we surrender to its embrace, the dream reveals itself as a master key, unlocking doors to diverse realms. Love, hope, adventure, sorrow, and the unknown await beyond the threshold. The enigmatic key is humankind’s most potent possession, capable of conjuring worlds within and beyond our wildest imagination. As the wise ones have said, “Let your dream be your wings.” Yet, I, Cynthia – affectionately known as Tia to those who hold a piece of my heart – never foresaw the awakening of my own dreams. They stirred, sprouted wings, and transported me to an uncharted realm of mystery and danger. My story begins at the precipice of reality and the unknown, where the fabric of my dreams transformed into a living nightmare. In this realm, the boundaries between love and loss, hope and despair, blurred. My loved ones and I found ourselves teetering on the edge of existence, our lives hanging in the balance. The dream that once lifted me up became a desperate quest for survival. Join me on this journey into the heart of the unknown, where the lines between dreams and reality dissolve, and the true essence of the human spirit is revealed.
Adnic_symurgh · 918 Views

System Nemesis

Between the howls and wails, the screams and cries of women being raped, and the villagers being eaten and butchered like cattle, there was a middle-aged man who was desperately running away while yelling his lungs out. ''Why.... WHY!!! YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKERS!!!'' His clothes were in tatters and marred in blood, with his body being barely able to function. His state was simply beyond recognition. As for where he was running to... It didn't matter... He just wanted to flee the hellish scene that was unfolding behind him. His remote village, the one he had lived in his entire life, was now a fiery beacon illuminating the night. ''Whyyyyy areeeeeee youuuuuuuuuu runninnnnnnnnnnng awwaaayyyy froooooom usssssssss?'' Terrifying low growls and voices could be perceived behind him, and every time he heard them, his body released adrenaline to try to override its limits, but to no avail as his injuries were just too severe. The humanoid creatures pursuing him were like shadows, barely distinguishable through the cover of the night. Their eyes, akin to black holes, were fixed on their prey as it struggled for its pathetic life. Their faint and sinister giggles kept reverberating through the darkness... *** As blood rushed up his throat and leaked at the corners of his mouth, his sinister appearance aggravated to where he resembled a devil. During his maniacal laugh, his punctured lungs had finally given out, causing his whole body to collapse on the ground and dyeing it a scarlet shade. His mind went blank, while his consciousness left his battered body. *** After what appeared to be a few minutes, he suddenly woke up. He was startled at first, but he soon realized that he had indeed died. Everything around him was black, without an ounce of life in sight. He was basically a spirit floating in the absolute void. ''So this is what happens when you die... You just drift in darkness... That's actually underwhelming. I wonder if I'll just fade away'' When Derrick's thoughts started to drift, a prompt appeared in front of him. [Welcome to System Nemesis, Derrick Tarlin] [Would you like to seek revenge? Yes/No]
LaPlume · 1.9M Views
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