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Caitlin Glass

tower of gluttony

In the world of Eridoria, where humans struggled to survive against the monstrous forces that threatened to consume everything, there existed a hidden realm known as Aethoria. This parallel world was a place of ancient power, where the fabric of reality was woven from the very essence of magic. To tap into the power of Aethoria, those brave enough to challenge its trials from Eridoria would have to navigate the hidden pathways that connected the two worlds. Once in Aethoria, they would be met with the fabled Spire of Echoes, a towering structure that pierced the skies like a shard of glass. The Spire was said to be comprised of thousands of individual towers, each one representing a different trial, a different challenge, and a different aspect of the self but these towers were separated from the source.Those who sought to gain power from Aethoris would have to climb each tower, facing their deepest fears, desires, and doubts along the way. As they ascended the towers, the challenges would grow increasingly difficult, and the risks would become increasingly greater. One misstep, one moment of weakness, and the climber would plummet to their death, their soul trapped forever in the realm of Aethoria. But for those who succeeded, who managed to climb the towers and claim the power that lay at there peaks , the rewards would be immeasurable. They would return to Eridoria as heroes, armed with the knowledge, the strength, and the magic needed to defeat the monsters that threatened their world. The question was, who would be brave enough to take on the challenge of the Spire the source of all towers, and what would be the cost of their ambition?
knightOfInsanity · 76 Views

The Omnistore System

Discord link :-https://discord.gg/VYpeADXd38 join for character artworks *ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear. "Hello..." he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth. "Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?" a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab. The boy, referred to as the "Pissed-up Prat" by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, "Who is this?" "What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!" the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent. The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked. As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state. The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine. Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, "Whose shop is this?" In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind. [The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]
J_a_zzy · 2.1M Views

A withering flower at devil's mercy

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?
Akira_Kanesada · 55.6K Views

The Zombie's Stepmom

Sophia Wang wakes up to find herself trapped in the pages of an apocalyptic novel, reincarnated as a pitiful side character doomed to a tragic end. Determined to escape her bleak fate, she sets off on a desperate journey to survive the chaos of the zombie-infested world. But luck is not on her side. Her path crosses with none other than the story’s villain—Mr. Z, the twisted genius responsible for the virus that plunged humanity into despair. Tall, gaunt, and radiating a chilling charisma, Mr. Z looms in the shadows like a predator savoring his prey. With his signature white lab coat, an unsettling smile, and glasses that gleam with unnerving intelligence, he seems to mock her every attempt at escape. "Run," his smirk seems to say. "Go ahead, keep running." And Sophiae’s face at that moment? Let’s just say it’s the kind of expression even she doesn’t want to remember. “Hello,” Z says one fateful evening, his tone dripping with faux politeness. “Care for a midnight snack? How about some brain-flavored ice cream? —Sincerely, Z.” As Sophia is dragged into Z’s nightmarish experiments, survival becomes more than just staying alive. It’s a battle of wits and wills against a man who is both a menace and an enigma—a game where losing means becoming just another statistic in his deadly research. Will Sophia outsmart the mad scientist and rewrite her destiny, or will she succumb to the role the story has written for her?
zdq198654 · 2.3K Views

The Legacy of the Shell

In a world encased in glass, Rollan, a solitary isopod, believes the terrarium is all there is—a small, predictable world filled with moss, soil, and shadowy comfort. But when a mysterious crack appears, bringing forth a strange and enigmatic creature, Rollan is thrust into a journey that will challenge everything he knows about survival, purpose, and the boundaries of his existence. Guided by the creature, Rollan steps through the crack into a vast, thriving biome—a world teeming with dangers and wonders far beyond his imagination. As he navigates towering plants, flowing streams, and creatures both beautiful and terrifying, Rollan begins to understand the truth: the terrarium was never the entire world, but a shell meant to prepare him for something greater. But freedom comes with trials. Rollan faces predators, treacherous landscapes, and the overwhelming complexity of life outside the glass. As he struggles to adapt, he discovers strength he never knew he had and begins to see himself not as a lone survivor, but as part of a larger, interconnected community. As Rollan learns to lead and guide others emerging from their own “shells,” he comes to understand the role of his enigmatic companion—a guide sent to awaken the courage within. With the creature’s guidance, Rollan grows from a timid inhabitant of a confined world to a courageous pioneer in a boundless one. The Legacy of the Shell is a story of transformation, resilience, and the power of choice. Through Rollan’s journey, it explores themes of freedom, growth through adversity, and the beauty of discovering a purpose greater than oneself. Perfect for readers of all ages, this thought-provoking tale reminds us that the boundaries we see are often the ones we create—and that stepping beyond them is the first step toward true growth.
cdw100100 · 589 Views

Eon Reclaimer

The future… is not a gift. It’s a reclamation.” The last thing he remembered was the explosion—a brilliant flash of light, followed by the sound of his own heartbeat slowing to silence. Dr. Elias Varen, once the world’s leading scientist, had gambled everything in his final experiment: a device that could bridge time and consciousness. Yet, as his world went dark, a singular thought burned into his mind: “I failed.” Elias awoke to a strange hum in the air, a sensation both foreign and oddly familiar. His body felt different—lighter, more responsive. He blinked, his vision greeted by a sky teeming with floating vehicles and towering structures glowing with neon lights. The city stretched endlessly, its streets alive with automated machines and holographic projections. “Welcome to Neo-Elyria,” a calm, artificial voice intoned. Elias sat up, his hand brushing against a sleek metallic surface. He looked down and froze. His body… wasn’t his. The reflection in a nearby glass panel revealed a younger man with sharp features, short-cropped black hair, and eyes that shimmered faintly with a golden hue. “Impossible…” he whispered, his voice smoother than he remembered. The voice returned, emotionless yet insistent. “Your biometric data indicates cognitive instability. Would you like assistance, Citizen Varen?” The name jolted him. “Varen…” His lips curled into a bitter smile. “So they kept it.” Memory fragments flooded back—centuries had passed since his death. His experiment had worked, but at what cost? His consciousness had been preserved, reborn in a world that had moved far beyond anything he’d imagined. Yet, he knew one truth: his genius would no longer be a relic of the past. It would be the foundation of this new era.
supernova100 · 1.3K Views

Quick Transmigration: Changing the Male Lead's Terrible Fate

On the fourth day of May, Kevin was murdered in his apartment. He has no enemies and no friends. His parents have their own families, and he lives alone in a 200 meter square apartment – in other words, he does not have anyone who bores hatred against him. But he died. And the police concluded his death was an act of revenge homicide. Kevin pondered who would kill him when he suddenly woke to unfamiliar surroundings. And it took a few minutes to be processed in his head… Why are the furnitures so big?! The bed's mattress is so wide it's like the whole floor uses it as a floormat! The window is so high Kevin felt he was inside a church with glass walls as high as a three-storey building! Even worse, the appearance of a flower vase at his side is as tall as him! What the hell is going on?! [Host, you now possess the identity of the Male Lead's precious cat!] Kevin: What did you say? [Current Mission Progress: 0%] [Host, please work hard and prevent the Male Lead's terrible fate!] Kevin: …… What nonsense?! I just died! ………………………. [Host, the villain is one step closer to harming the Male Lead's life! Please prevent them!] Kevin: …… [Host, a villain's lackey wants to kill the Male Lead! Please stop them!] Kevin: ….. [Host, the Male Lead incurred a huge loss because of the villain, please bring him home and pamper him well!] Kevin: …… [Host, the Male Lead is injured because of the villain! Please nurse him back to health!] Kevin: …… Am I the Male Lead's mom or a pet?! ______________________________________________________ Updates are on Wednesday and Thursday.
phoenixhyperion · 283.9K Views

Awareness.

A mysterious world where every human is given some special kind of glasses to wear the moment they are born, it's very normal among the mankind, everyone has to wear the glasses, the glasses feel divinely comfortable and beautiful, enough comfortable that the one who wears it refuses to take it off their whole life, it's so normal among people that whoever even gets the thought to taking the glasses off just forgets it and thinks "who am I to take them off while everyone wears it". Noone has ever dared to take the glasses off, some believe they would die if they took it off However this mankind is given a special name, "NESCIUS" But there are also people who think the glasses are some kind of prison to keep us away from seeing the reality, but not even them has the courage to take the glasses off, however theyre given a special name "FAMILIARIS" *(the glasses of FAMILIARIS are on the brink of breaking since they have alot of cracks on it creating an unsettling vision, they have the chance to see the world without the glasses from the little space where their glasses aren't intact but they're unable to, or are they scared to?)* Also Who would get the thought of taking off such normal thing off, and make yourself look weird, also they're super "comfortable" so, there probably crazy people right? Not all of em, the people who serve government don't have any glasses, instead they have some kind of special glass eyepatch on their left eye, bcz of this, among people it's considered an honor to work for the government and everyone wants to work for it but it's not easy to get a job for government In a world so imperfect as this, a child named "Kaduri Chazon" is born in the holy empire of "Nova Terra" where no FAMILIARI can be found, a FAMILIARI is considered  a bad omen and is said to be doomed for life in the empire of Nova Terra, same thoughts are of Kaduri and his family. But little did they knew Kaduri was gonna live up to his name - - - - - - - - - Awareness
SHAHEEN_ · 354 Views

Crown Of Hearts

***Together, they were like fire and ice.*** Damon pursued, ready to conquer while Alexander ran, trying so hard to remain cold and guarded. Alexander had thought guarding the sick crown prince was something so easy until he found himself cruelly yet so innocently tempted. ***excerpt*** "You will stay the hell away from me." Alexander threatened, his voice hard and tortured as he tried to recover from his emotional rollercoaster. "Oh really?" Damon drawled as he held up a wine glass to his lips, taking a sip as his eyes looked at the man that was standing quite a distance from him, ready to bolt. "Yes and I mean it your highness." Alexander replied and he watched the mischievous gleam that entered the prince's clear blue eyes that were quite a welcome compliment to his thick silver hair. "Alright." he relented and Alexander blinked, surprised but his relief lasted for seconds. "We will see how far you can run my honorable knight. Oh and just so you know, I love a good chase." Damon assured and it didn't take Alexander ages to know that he had close to no winning chance when it came to this one man. Oh yes, he was doomed...so sweetly doomed.... ... Hey guys, I have decided to try writing something new, a genre I haven't tried before but one that I find interesting enough to explore. This book is a romance BL novel and if you are one that likes the genre or loves to try new things, please don't hesitate to try out my new book. Also, feel free to check out my other novel... The heiress's revenge: A rise from the ashes. Thank you!
Asha_Nova · 133.4K Views
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