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The World That Broke

"Ordinary, My Ass!" Look, I didn’t ask to be dropped into a parallel world. But if I had to end up somewhere, at least I got the wife of my dreams. Hot, smoking, and somehow willing to put up with me? I was living the life. Sure, I was just some ordinary guy with no powers, no fame, and no drama. Did I care? Not really. Then I found out my firstborn kid was the protagonist of a novel I used to write back in my old world. Yeah, the one with all the dangerous monsters, overpowered hunters, and a world-ending plotline. Oh, and that mysterious aura stuff? Turns out it’s real. And guess who doesn’t have any? Now, the hunters are eyeing me, the monsters are smelling me, and my wife is way too chill about it all. Me? I’m definitely screwed. Being ordinary sounded fine—until I found out how much of a death sentence it actually was. “I am sorry, Reynard,” said the wife. Okay… she might not be chill at all. The world used to be round. And then it broke. What remained were fragments—floating islands, shattered continents, and ruins of a once-thriving civilization that defied the passage of time. The world was divided: the Claimed Lands, where order and remnants of humanity clung to life, and the Forbidden Regions, chaotic and wild, teeming with danger and untamed power. Between these fractured realms stood the hunters—protectors of the fragile peace and scavengers of a world long lost. They faced the monstrous, the mysterious, and the forbidden, carving out a semblance of hope amidst the chaos. Reynard Bright was no hunter. He was no hero. He was simply a man—ordinary in every way, or so he believed. But in a world as unpredictable as this, even the most unremarkable lives can hide extraordinary truths. As Reynard struggles to find his place in this broken world, he discovers unsettling secrets—about his family, his past, and himself. And when the shadows of his own creations begin to emerge, Reynard is faced with a question he cannot ignore: Was he truly as ordinary as he thought? Or was he bound to play a greater role in the story of this fractured existence? In a world teetering on the edge of survival, even the smallest ripple can reshape destiny. Note: Rewrite. Original Title: Novel's Dad? What to expect: *Single romance *Parenting *Complicated power sets/Auras *Cultivation *Interesting power system *inspired by Hunter X Hunter *inspired by Peerless Dad *inspired by The Novel's Extra
Alfir · 33.4K Views

that one SWURD

Long ago, when the world was young and humanity struggled against the forces of chaos, the gods intervened. They forged a sword, not as a weapon of destruction, but as a gift of hope. Each god poured a fragment of their essence into it-courage, wisdom, resilience, and strength. It's a sword meant for everything possible. For centuries, the blade lay hidden, waiting for the right moment to be discovered. It wasn't buried in gold or locked away in a grand vault-it rested quietly in the heart of the earth, untouched and unseen, until the time was right. When the first hand grasped the hilt, the sword came alive. Its surface shimmered with an otherworldly glow, a promise of the power within. The one who found it didn't know the gods had shaped it, nor did they understand the weight of what they held. But the sword recognized them. It responded to their strength, their resolve, and their needs. As the blade cut through the darkness for the first time, it wasn't just its edge that brought change. It was the force behind it-the will to fight for survival, for something greater than fear. With every swing, the sword grew brighter, stronger, as if it fed not on blood but on purpose. Though the gods forged the blade, it wasn't theirs anymore. In that moment, it became part of humanity, a bond between the divine and mortal worlds. And for the one who wielded it, the sword was more than steel and magic-it was a companion, a guide, and a silent promise: you are not alone. Thus began the sword's journey, not just as a tool of battle, but as a symbol of what humanity could become. And though its path was just beginning, the gods knew it would go on, far beyond what even they could imagine.
xyltharion · 32 Views

The MAD medium

It is said, some people are born with unordinary gifts that a normal human should not or should never possess. One of these gifts is being a medium. A medium who has the ability to see the spirits, ghosts, curses, apparitions or say he is present both in the mortal world and the spirit world. Now, what would a normal person do if he starts seeing beings with unnatural appearances, frightening faces, broken bodies, hovering around? What would a normal person do if he is the only one who can see them? What would a normal person do if nobody believes what he is going through? What would a normal person do when all his nightmares and childhood scares take shape before his eyes? What would a normal person do when he gets pulled and dragged under his bed by an unidentifiable, an unexplainable creature?What would you do? Would you run to your mother, or your father? Would you pray to God to save yourself? Would you give up and let them take you away? Or... Would you fight back??? Those who are lucky, those who are fortunate, those who have the choice to not believe in something they can't see. Just imagine, how lucky you are. It is never a good idea to intentionally connect with the spirit world. The tortured souls, the evil spirits, the malevolent ghost who enjoy and love tormenting, torturing, cursing alive humans, just imagine how much suffering can they inflict on you, which they want to and love to do. The unfortunate people, with the gift known as medium, born with the ability to live in both worlds, do you believe they survive for long? Some do who fight back. The fight, the battle of living and dead has long been going on. The battle in which one wants to merge the two worlds while the other one who wants to keep their world clean of such impurities so they could live a normal and merry life. The battle field is a globe, the dead has got numbers while the living just got few. But, living are aided by divinity and their beliefs. But, it's about time, for the ultimate entry in the field, a pair of mother and son, one is a mad medium and another is a hyper believer. Are you interested to learn how they made the spirit world fear their name?
digitallytrending · 4.8K Views
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