Mist Hashira

This is a world where everyone participates in simulations, amidst an eerie apocalyptic setting. Only by performing a Heaven-defying Fate Change in the simulated life can one avoid being consumed by the black mist. Lu Yuan crosses over accidentally and gains an Adaptive Talent, receiving a Divine-level Talent automatically in every simulation! First Life: A modern technology world where Martial Dao is in decline. [Heaven Rewards Diligence]: With every bit of effort, reap a hundredfold reward; even breathing makes you stronger! Second Life: A Magic World, reincarnated as an ordinary skeleton. [Undead Calamity]: Transform into the Undead Dominator, using the Catastrophe Legion to battle against the Abyss Demon! Some Life: Parasitic cultivation, where cultivators are reared by the Insect Race. [Heaven-defying Comprehension]: Deduce the Gu Dao cultivation system, becoming the first Gu Immortal in history! As each Divine-level Talent is activated, the Gods and Demons finally discover in terror…

A car accident causes Yan Chuang to traverse into a martial arts world resembling ancient times, bringing along a 'Purple Mist Palace'. Teaching by Example (Level 1): Your explanations will increase listeners' comprehension efficiency by 50%, and their understanding and thoughts will feed back to you, granting you corresponding 'insights'. The Great Dao Cushions (Level 1): The Purple Mist Palace contains six Great Dao cushions that aid listeners in better understanding explanations and grasping the Great Dao. The effect of 'Teaching by Example' is increased by 1000%. Note: Only two of the six seats can be changed once. Treasure Nurturing Rock (Level 1): You can use 'spirituality' to enhance and nurture items. Method Development (Level 1): You can set up research tasks, gain inspiration, develop martial arts, and complete tasks to gain 'insights' and 'spirituality'. Currently, you can create 2 tasks. Upon reaching the other shore, Yan Chuang laughed and said, "I didn't specifically study martial arts, those were merely insights gained while preaching to disciples."

At dawn. The light of dawn lingered, hesitant to arrive, while the remnants of the setting sun had long faded into darkness. Within the city shrouded in thin mist, the hidden churches in the shadows, veins clinging to the cracks in walls, the gnawing sounds echoing from the sewers, and the murmuring shadows... A lantern bearer strolled forward.

Com a maré crescente de energia a vapor e maquinaria, quem pode se aproximar de ser um Beyonder? Envolto na névoa da história e escuridão, quem ou o que é o mal oculto que murmura em nossos ouvidos? Ao acordar e se deparar com uma série de mistérios, Zhou Mingrui se vê reencarnado como Klein Moretti em um mundo alternativo da era vitoriana, onde ele vê um mundo cheio de maquinaria, canhões, encouraçados, aeronaves, máquinas diferenciais, além de Poções, Adivinhação, Feitiços, Cartas de Tarô, Artefatos Selados... A Luz continua a brilhar, mas o mistério nunca ficou longe. Siga Klein enquanto ele se encontra envolvido com as Igrejas do mundo—tanto ortodoxas quanto heterodoxas—enquanto ele desenvolve lentamente novos poderes graças às poções Beyonder. Como a carta de tarô correspondente, O Tolo, que é numerada 0—um número de potencial ilimitado—esta é a lenda de "O Tolo."

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

Some storms fall from the sky. Others rise from within. Caelum was born into sorrow - a quiet soul in a world where emotion carves the shape of destiny. When tragedy strikes their village and a monstrous shadow from beyond the veil tears their life apart, Caelum is left alone, drifting through a world on the edge of unraveling. Rescued by a mysterious warrior named Selka and granted the icy power of a forgotten force, Caelum begins a journey across the Weeping World - a land scarred by ancient storms, twisted beasts, and fading gods. With a frost-covered katana and a heart burdened by loss, Caelum hunts the one known only as the Midnight Wraith - a masked figure who weaves shadows like thread and seems to know more about Caelum than they should. But fate is not so easily cut. As echoes of distant worlds bleed into their own and strange visions stir in the mist, Caelum must unravel the truth behind the elemental Shrines, the three guardians of emotion, and the storm within themselves... before everything they love is lost again.

A retired special forces captain finds peace serving coffee in the mist-locked village that raised him—until a wounded stranger arrives, unearthing gentle secrets about his past and testing the community that calls him *“The Bridge.”*

Millions of years ago, a prophecy was whispered into the fabric of time—of four gods who would each choose a mortal Vessel. Together, these Vessels would reshape the world… or watch it crumble. In the mist-shrouded town of Grayeve, a boy is born under an ordinary roof to a fisherman and a housewife. Yet, when he first opens his eyes, the clocks of the world stop ticking. Unknown to him, four ancient Saints stir. A god’s gaze turns to the mortal realm once more. Ten years later, time freezes again—this time, only for him. A mysterious man steps from shadows long forgotten and leads the boy to a church no one visits… where timelines crack, clocks spin in reverse, and divine truth speaks through stone and silence. His name is Eiran. And he is the Vessel of the God of Creation—bearing powers that can reshape reality, distort space, and freeze time. But power comes with a price. Whispers of war brew. Other Vessels stir in distant lands. And the gods who once watched now remain silent.

In a world where secrets weigh more than blood, cities are hidden behind eternal mist, and clocks measure more than just time… A young archivist hears what no one else can hear. Elion Grahm, an orphan without a title or fortune, works in the Department of Unknown Relics, where he catalogs objects forgotten by history. His life is silent, orderly, and empty… until he finds a blank page that cannot be read, but that whispers directly to his soul. From that moment on, everything changes. Invisible voices begin to haunt him. Clocks stop in his tracks. Shadows watch him from fogged-up mirrors. And an ancient power, forgotten by the Churches of the Veil, marks him as its new bearer. The Way of the Deaf Spectator has awakened. Now, Elion walks a forbidden path, surrounded by secret cults, gods murmuring in the abyss, and organizations that will do anything to stop his rise.

In the kingdom of Mayfrost, loyalty is a mask—and blood runs colder than snow. Captain Ralme Verdar of the Veil Rangers is hunting for his missing sister, Arya—a gifted sorceress who vanished without a trace. But when a cruel revelation shatters his hope, Ralme finds himself entangled in a deadly web of royal treachery, sorcery, deception, and a war he never meant to start. And far from the safety of thrones and banners, Fedran moves through the dark—a haunted wanderer and master of close-quarters combat and daggers, whose past is etched with fire, silence, and secrets no man should carry. Dangerous yet strangely loyal, he’s the kind of ally who doesn’t ask questions… and doesn’t hesitate to kill. As paths converge deep within the forest’s cursed heart, hunted by shadows both human and unnatural, Ralme and those who cross his path must confront truths buried beneath betrayal, blood, and bone—before Mayfrost’s silence swallows them whole.

At the edge of the 19th century, where church bells echo through mist and tramlines hum beneath twilight skies, Lucian awakens in a body not his own—in a world not his. A foreign name: Naseki Leinsyicsa. A curse carved into his soul. And eyes that no longer see him as a stranger. He seeks the way home… but this world sings with spirits, whispers with ancient magic, and watches him—quietly, patiently. Because here, not all who walk wear flesh. And not all curses sleep.

I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com In a quiet mountain village forgotten by the world, a barefoot beggar named Long Wei lives each day chasing scraps and warmth. Born with nothing, he expects nothing—until the day he hears a voice that cuts through the silence like thunder: "When your breath and blade become one, the world bows before you." It is the voice of a martial master from the nearby Blue Mist School, speaking to gathered villagers. But to Long Wei, it is something more. In that instant, he witnesses a Martial Artist move with grace and power beyond comprehension—and his soul ignites. For the first time in his life, Long Wei wants something. Not bread. Not pity. He wants strength. Armed with nothing but obsession, curiosity, and a body hardened by hunger, Long Wei begins a perilous climb toward power—a journey fraught with brutal trials, cruel sects, ancient secrets, and the unyielding laws of the martial world.

This story is about a boy named Asmond(Kiya) trying to save his lover from monsters while under the control of Death and her tortures.

During the medieval period, a war broke out between the people of magic and ordinary humans. Although the magic-wielders emerged victorious, they chose to go into hiding after witnessing the devastating aftermath of the war. A new dimension was discovered by a very powerful person of that time, and the people of magic retreated into it, creating a world separate from the one that had rejected them. Decades passed, and a myth began to spread—a legend that whoever found the Crystal Sword would obtain the power of the gods, becoming the strongest being in existence. Driven by this legend, countless families, societies, clans, and even entire species began searching for the sword. The search continues to this day. Among the most powerful of these is The Aurion Circle—a dominant society comprised of many magical clans. Though united under one banner, the clans often compete with one another, each striving for superiority and influence. Eva Bennett, daughter of the prestigious Bennett Clan, is the most powerful of her generation. Together with her friends, she embarks on a quest to locate the Crystal Sword—and uncover the truth about the consequences of finding it. Along the way, Eva forms an unlikely bond with the heir of the rival Salvatore Clan, a connection that could change everything.

There are places not meant for humans. Places that live in whispers, flicker in dreams, and open only when the world sleeps. They say Velmoire appears after midnight, cloaked in mist, beyond the edge of time itself. A city ruled by moonlight and blood, where mortals are forbidden, and vampires dance in silence. At the heart of this secret realm stands a palace carved from obsidian and shadows — Velmoire Palace. It is not a palace of kings or queens. It is a palace of rules. Of desire. Of secrets too old to be spoken aloud. And at its throne stands a man with eyes like winter, and a heart long buried beneath centuries — Kael Virell, the richest and most feared vampire in Velmoire. The man who has never once smiled for a human. The man who once swore he’d never feel again. Until she stepped into his world. Not with grace. Not with magic. But with chaos. And sarcasm. And a curse in her blood she didn’t even know she carried. Her name was Lyria Moen — and she was never meant to be there. She was not a queen. Not a warrior. Just… a girl with tired shoes and a spine that refused to bend. And yet, the moment she crossed through that elevator, the Palace Beyond Midnight changed. The mirrors whispered. The walls pulsed. The air thickened. Because sometimes, the most dangerous love stories don’t begin with fate. They begin with mistakes. And in Velmoire, Mistakes are not forgiven.

Long ago, humans lived in peace... until supernatural abilities awakened in a chosen few. With those powers came the rise of a strange, deadly mist—the Silent Fog. The city of Valvern was the first to fall. Within the fog, monstrous creatures now hunt and devour anything alive. As survivors struggle to uncover the mystery behind the fog and defeat its beasts, a secret organization watches from the shadows—seeking to control the fog and twist its power for their own dark purposes. When silence falls… will humanity rise, or vanish with the light?

They sent me to Haeven’s End – a decaying shithole town choked by permanent Fog – to find out why five government investigators vanished. Should’ve been simple. Uncover the rot beneath the surface, write the exposé, collect my paycheck. Fuck the countryside. Fuck the Fog that tastes like static and moves wrong. Fuck the locals with their rehearsed lies and eyes that slide away like oil. But this town… it’s got teeth buried deep. That Fog ain’t weather. It’s hungry. The church with its spire like a stone knife? Murals that itch behind your eyes? And the silence… Christ, the silence weighs more than the mist. They told me the investigators finished their work and left. Bullshit. Something ancient sleeps here, wrapped in grey. Something that watches. Now the static’s in my blood. The whispers make sense. And the Fog? It knows my name. Truth’s my trade, but some truths crack your world open and let the dark pour in. Finding out why they vanished might cost more than my story. It might cost what’s left of me. Welcome to Haeven’s End. Don’t stay after curfew.

[WSA 2025 Entry] There is a shop. hidden deep in the misted alleys of Lowbridge District. A place where the desperate trade gold for whispered promises. Trinkets. Relics. Cursed objects. Some say the shopkeeper is a sorcerer. Others claim he is a prophet. Only one truth remains. Every artifact he sells changes the fate of its owner. But behind the cracked glass and faded ledgers... The shopkeeper himself has no idea what he's doing. Lies and legends blur in the smoke. And soon, even the gods begin to take notice.

The System was sealed a decade ago. Or so the world believed. In the city of Mistport, ten-year-old Raine starts seeing things in mirrors—cracks, fog, and a woman who smiles with broken teeth. His father, Nathan Fielding, is the mayor and the last man to face the Veil realm. But when forbidden Mist energy begins to surface across the city, he realizes the truth: The System never shut down. It was waiting. Now, Luna—a rogue smuggler with her own haunted past—crosses into Nathan’s life again, carrying more than secrets. She holds a code that could restart everything the world tried to forget. When reality begins to glitch, the System awakens. And it chooses a new Candidate. * Hidden powers * Secret bloodlines * A living System * Enemies-to-lovers romance * A city caught between order and magic Will Nathan sacrifice everything to protect his son—or let the System rewrite their fate? *Mist & Mirror* is a slow-burn fantasy romance with high stakes, powerful emotions, and a system that watches every move.

I am the youngest son of the Jaegal clan’s leader — and a failure. At twelve, they discovered I suffered from an incurable condition: I couldn’t cultivate or manipulate formations. To my family, that was the same as being dead. Without honor or future, I was sent to a place no one took seriously: the Low Mist Sect — a handful of forgotten monks in the mountains, with no warriors, no reputation, no power. The only thing they cultivate is silence. Mocked as cowards and laughed at by the entire murim world, they never raise swords — but they know exactly where swords will fall. And it was there, among shadows and silence… that I began to see the world as it truly is.

Toda história merece ser escrita. Toda história merece ser contada. Ao menos isso era o que os meus pais falavam. Esta é a minha historia, dos meus amigos e inimigos, mas também do mundo. A herança de uma antiga família para um desconhecido Nestas guerras sem fim, onde habilidades estranhas sempre foram utilizadas, aqui está como eu fui envolvido tragicamente em tudo isso. Todo esse poder... se eu o tivesse antes será que todas aquelas tragédias não teriam acontecido? Não sei se estarei vivo para isso, mas espero descobrir os mistérios que cercam essas guerras.

Houve um tempo em que o cultivo era um mistério, escondido entre as montanhas, reservado para monges, mestres e eremitas. Mas isso ficou no passado. Quando as barreiras do mundo espiritual colidiram com o mundo físico, a humanidade descobriu que a energia do universo — o Dao — sempre esteve ali, à espera de ser compreendida.

The second adventure, “Coal Brow” is the slow-burning unraveling of a motley community under pressure—where fear takes root as the road turns dark, and no guiding light remains. The road winds north—through lush forest, misted clearings, wild splendor, and foreboding shadow. With their last job barely behind them, Hellion and Azazel fall in with a caravan of colorful strangers, all bound for the town of Durchdenwald, hoping for a quiet trip. But when one of the group is murdered, the journey unravels into mistrust, conflict, and something other still—waiting in the trees. As fear takes hold and travelers begin to vanish, the group must ask themselves what they dread more: the creature in the woods, or the ones still sitting beside them.

What if one day you woke up in a world that wasn’t yours? No clear memories. A body you don’t recognize. Surrounded by ruins, corpses… and something worse than death. This is how Lavitz’s story begins—a man torn from his reality and thrown into a kingdom ravaged by war, magic, and a conspiracy that stretches from the shadows to the thrones. A world where the past hides in mist, the undead march from cursed lands, and every choice could alter the fate of entire nations. How would you react if the impossible became real? Would you fight? Would you run? Or would you dare to discover who you are… in a world already set ablaze?

Han Jiwon sempre acreditou ser órfã, sem lembranças do passado ou de como perdeu seus pais. Mas sua vida vira de cabeça para baixo quando um estranho aparece, trazendo verdades ocultas e despertando segredos há muito enterrados. Em meio a romances inesperados, mortes sem explicação e uma obsessão perigosa que a cerca, Jiwon descobre que nada é como pensava — e que seu passado pode ser a chave para entender o perigo que se aproxima. Envolta em mistérios e sentimentos conflitantes, ela terá que lutar para sobreviver… e para descobrir quem realmente é.

Transportado de forma abrupta de sua vida comum para o fascinante e imprevisível mundo de Infinite Gacha, Alastor encontra-se diante de um sistema que governa tudo: poder, riqueza e até o destino. Com apenas um orbe mágico, uma Pixie guia, e dez chances iniciais, ele descobre um universo onde tudo pode ser invocado – de armas lendárias a criaturas colossais. Encantado pelas possibilidades infinitas, Alastor decide se tornar o Mestre do Gacha, mas logo percebe que há algo incomum em sua conexão com o sistema. Seus poderes vão além do que os outros jogadores podem alcançar, e um mistério sombrio sobre sua origem e o próprio sistema começa a emergir. Determinando explorar e dominar esse novo mundo, Alastor entra em um jogo onde estratégia, sorte e determinação são essenciais, mas onde as respostas para o que o trouxe até ali podem mudar tudo – inclusive o destino do Infinite Gacha e de quem ousa desafiá-lo.

In a hidden village cloaked in mist and myth, a headstrong herbalist named Elira finds a wounded stranger—Kael—washed ashore during the full moon. He's no ordinary man but a cursed guardian of the ancient realm beyond the Veil, a dimension that mirrors her world but is ruled by forgotten gods and deadly beasts. As Elira nurses Kael back to health, forbidden feelings stir between them. But the Veil is weakening, and Kael must return or risk both realms collapsing into chaos. To save the worlds—and their hearts—they must embark on a quest to restore balance, encountering ancient prophecies, traitorous gods, and a love destined by the stars.

Mesmo sobre o forte manto da aristocracia, Cassandra percebe que sua vida simboliza algo muito além do que ela é capaz de entender, desde segredos de estado, ordens secretas e mistérios escondidos de toda a população. Segredos querem se espalhar, a questão é quanto tempo até todos serem finalmente revelados.

Um detetive que decide tirar uma semana de folga em uma cabana isolada na natureza. Sua tentativa de descanso é abruptamente interrompida quando o céu assume uma cor carmesim escura e nuvens negras se acumulam, criando uma atmosfera sinistra. Pessoas começam a desaparecer misteriosamente na região, e o detetive decide investigar por conta própria. Durante sua investigação, ele encontra um líquido negro espesso que surge nos locais dos desaparecimentos. Este líquido viscoso e sinistro não apenas marca os pontos afetados, mas também dá origem a monstros grotescos e aterrorizantes que atacam a área. À medida que o detetive se aprofunda no mistério, ele percebe que a solução pode estar ligada a uma complexa rede de eventos e conexões que desafiam sua compreensão. Com o perigo crescente representado pelos monstros e pelo líquido negro, Oliver deve desvendar a conexão entre esses fenômenos e os desaparecimentos, tendo que descobrir a verdade por trás desses eventos sobrenaturais antes que eles se espalhem e causem danos irreparáveis. A solução do mistério não apenas determinará o destino da região, mas também o levará a enfrentar o maior desafio da humanidade.