Archon Shards Warframe

Of course! Here's a synopsis rewritten in the style of your shared universe ♪ᑕᕼᗩᔕᗰᗯᗴᗩᐯᗴᖇ__⸙, keeping the dark, dramatic and introspective mood with elements of urban fantasy and interactive storytelling: ♪ᑕᕼᗩᔕᗰᗯᗴᗩᐯᗴᖇ__⸙ - Between the Abyss and the Lie You Want to Believe An interactive saga in a shared universe, where each arc ends in tragedy... and begins again somewhere else, with other survivors. Here, all the characters are living scars of a dying Earth. You and the shards of your former band must face the twisted truth of the world - or be consumed by it. When a Chaos Spirit known as The Answering Tiger destroys your pack with a lie so beautiful it seemed real, the only question remains: what in you is still true? ♪ᑕᕼᗩᔕᗰᗯᗴᗩᐯᗴᖇ__⸙ is a dark and visceral interactive novel set in a world in collapse, divided between spirit realms, decaying cities, and forests that whisper regret. Take on the role of a werewolf-a creature of spirit, fury, and grief-forged by Gaia to protect the Earth, but flawed, broken, and now doomed to try again. Your every decision shapes not only your journey, but the fate of all the other interconnected arcs of this universe. When one character falls, another rises with its consequences echoing in the background. Build Your Legend, Confront Your Wrath: Create your character: gender, past, wounds, and desires. Choose your tribe, your lunar omen, and your spiritual gifts. Find allies-human, werewolf, or lost entities-and be wary of those who seem too good to be true. Survive the horrors of the night, the cold, and yourself. Use your Rage... but pay the price for it. And remember: in this shared universe, the story never ends... it just changes its face. If you want, I can create short synopses for individual arcs or a trailer text narrated in a dark voice. Want that too?

There is a shard of the Creator in every being. But not everyone knows what to do with it. He did not come for glory. He never asked for this life. He was cast into this world — a fragment torn from another realm, another will. And now this world… will be saved by him, or fall by his hand. You can’t call him a hero. Not yet a monster either. He walks the path of light because he remembers pain. But with every death, every evil he fails to stop in time, something else begins to grow inside him. Sharper. Merciless. In his eyes — a world unworthy of forgiveness. In his heart — a despair that has not yet smothered the last embers of hope. Only one thing remains unknown: When the moment of choice comes — will he remain the one others follow… or become the flame that devours all? — A story of one who was never meant to be a hero. But could become a god. Or an executioner. ps. I will post this story also on RoyalRoad.com

Nathan Beck was never meant to be a hero. Life chewed him up, spat him out, and left him hollow. A ghost in his own skin, haunted by grief and disillusionment. But death offered him something else: A new viewpoint. And a question no one else was asking. Now reborn as Hidesuke Shinohara, a forgotten, F-tier “hero” in the digital world of Arc Zenith, he's granted an ominous, forbidden power: The Final Verdict System. It doesn’t hand out points. It doesn’t reward popularity. It exists for one reason alone: To pass judgment on the heroes who think they’re untouchable. In a world where saviors wear pretentious masks and villains are manufactured scapegoats, Hidesuke becomes the razor’s edge between false light and true shadow. As he climbs the twisted hierarchy of power, surveillance, and illusion, his blade becomes justice. As he hunts them one by one, his judgement zones carve truth into lies. Every sentence burns a legacy. Every sin carries a weight. And real justice finally gets a voice. - - - - - - - The alley was soaked, wall to wall with blood and rain. C-tier Hero "Rot" slammed Hidesuke through a rusted vent, sending shards of metal skittering across the floor. “You don’t get to judge me, you fucker!” he roared, face littered with ugly wounds and eyes wide with fury. Hidesuke coughed, blood in his teeth, and pushed himself up. “Thirty-five victims,” he rasped. “How many more must go down in silence before you feel any remorse?” Rot surged forward again, his palm bursting with hydroforce. Hidesuke didn't dodge. All conditions were met. It was time to end this. > “I bear witness.” Then the world around them split in half. Light scorched the pavement as the Judgment Zone warped reality, replacing every structure within the radius. The rain stopped midair. Sound bent in place. Everything froze except Hidesuke—and Rot, now locked inside with him. > “Violation of Article Nine.” > “You turned their lungs into breeding sites for your filthy worms.” Rot screamed, lunging again. But the chains found him first, wrapping around his legs, arms, throat. They hissed against his skin, burning through his armor and piercing his flesh. > “Sin Weight: 46.” > “Victim Count: 35.” > “Verdict confirmed.” Hidesuke walked toward him, limping slightly, voice steady. > “They desperately begged you for air. Yet you used them like lifeless objects.” > “Let this be your last breath.” His hand closed around the final seal. The glyphs flared red—then white. Veil didn’t get a last word. - - - - - - - [ ! ] If you've been looking for a story with a unique plot and background, congrats you've found the one. Don't waste any more time. Dive right in... p.s. try not to drown. [ ! ] The first few chapters are evenly-paced and mostly of slice-of-life. The system doesn't make a real appearance until a little later, after a condition is met. [ ! ] Discord server dropping soon.

Elias Kael thought his life as a chef would be simple—until the day he bonded with a mysterious shard and awakened the power of the Sharder System. Now, with an eccentric companion named Dot, Elias is thrust into a world where Shard Bearers are hunted, their powers coveted by hidden factions. With his forgotten past resurfacing and deadly enemies closing in, Elias must unlock his true potential, master his growing abilities, and uncover the secret behind the shards before it’s too late. But the deeper he digs, the more he realizes—he isn’t just another Sharder. He might be the key to everything.

In a world where magic was sealed away and children with powers were hunted, the academies were meant to help, but instead, they created weapons and prisoners. When the ancient seal breaks, magic leaks back into reality, unraveling a fragile balance built on fear and lies. Among the chaos rise fractured minds, twisted loyalties, and those who must face the darkness within themselves and the world around them. Shards of a Broken Seal follows a tangled web of characters: marked youths, undercover allies, and exiled royalty all caught in a slow-burning rebellion against a corrupt system determined to silence the Enchanted. This is not a story of heroes and villains. It is a story of survival, identity, and the painful cost of power in a world where nothing is black or white. Brace yourself for a dark fantasy of shattered seals, broken minds, and a world forever changed.

And Just Like That Everything Changed! ...... They came from the sea—giants of stone and molten light. In seconds, Ethan village was torn apart. His mother crushed. His siste.... Ethan ran. But the ground split. A shard of black stone slid into his palm— And as his rage exploded, the stone meet with the heart shaped stone he found earlier. His body cracked. His skin turned to shale. And before he could save anyone, he became the very thing he feared. Now there's nothing left. No family. No home. Only the monster in his veins—

"From death to becoming the master of death, that's my story" [... ] Jake never got a break. Born unlucky, lived cursed, and died alone—struck by lightning on a rainy night. That should’ve been the end. But fate had other plans. In the space between life and death, he meets the goddess of Karma and Fate, who admits his entire life was a mistake—her mistake. To make amends, she offers him a second chance in a brutal new world ruled by magic, martial arts, and monsters. Before he's sent off, Jake draws from five Legendary Cards—and chooses the most powerful of them all: The Legendary Necromancer. Now, Jake awakens in a world where strength decides everything. With his unique talent, he can summon undead endlessly—and harvest power from the souls of his enemies. [You have enough Soul Shards.] [Undead Dragon summoned.] But Jake is suddenly thrust into the Hundred Trials that comes once every hundred years in this new world, a deadly proving ground for the elite. To the others, he’s an outsider—unregistered, unknown, and unwelcomed. A threat to be erased. But Jake didn’t crawl out of death to get killed again Let them come. He has death on his side.

Synopsis: The Order of Shadows and the Legacy of the Shadow Child In the somber kingdom of Lysareth, threatened by a blight of wilting and a deadly insomnia known as "The Unveiling," a ten-year-old orphan named Etan Luwin struggles to find his place. Abandoned at the enigmatic Shadow Gate with a mysterious mark on his left palm, Etan was recruited by the cold and strict Order of Shadows, a brotherhood of spy-mages who view him as a mere tool for his innate abilities to manipulate shadows. Under the tutelage of Master Alaric, Etan masters stealth, the whispers of darkness, and illusions, though each use of his powers brings him closer to the paranoia of the "Echo of the Dark Night," the whispers of the minor demons imprisoned within his mark. Etan's life takes a dark turn when, accidentally, his mark reacts to an ancient parchment, revealing a symbol identical to his own and a chilling connection to the Draining Machine, a legendary artifact threatening to consume the kingdom's life force. This machine is the centerpiece of Veylan Mordrake's plan, the Archon of Shadows, a noble demon obsessed with resurrecting his deceased wife, Elandra, by breaking ancient pacts that maintain the balance between life and death. Now, Etan, the "Shadow Child," must infiltrate Nymorgath, the twisted underground citadel of the Shadow Court, to steal the fragments of the "Umbral Heart" –the Draining Machine's blueprints– guarded by treacherous heroes. Only by mastering his own darkness and the dangerous whispers of his mark can Etan unravel the legacy of his abandonment and prevent Lysareth from being consumed, left... abandoned to death.

Aria Blackwood has always Lived in her father's shadow, an Omega confined to the fringes of pack Life. On her eighteenth birthday, a bond ceremony meant to bind her to one Alpha heir instead Links her soul to Dorian, Tobias, and Marcus_triplets and sons of Alpha Raphael Blackwood. Pack Law offers no path for three-way bonds, and chaos erupts in the Great Hall. As Rowan Vale the seer reveals fragments of an older prophecy, Aria Learns that each prince carries a shard of her soul. Dorian's binding rune is failing, Tobias uncovers a warning that unworthy Luna rulership means death, and Marcus secretly serves the Syndicate. Meanwhile, a blood pact forces her to consider marriage to a rival if she accepts her place, and her friend Selene Hart confesses a hidden Lineage that could tip the balance. On the night of the blood moon, the Syndicate attacks. Marcus reveals his orders to kill her, but Aria invokes her hidden royal blood, unleashing ancient Ruby Wolf magic that subdues him. With the true moonstone returned and her Lineage confirmed, she breaks her father's pact and forges a balanced bond with all three brothers. The Syndicate's hold collapses, and Elias Crow relinquishes his claim. In the aftermath, Aria is crowned Luna alongside her tri-bonded heirs. Dorian becomes chief protector, Tobias pack scholar, and Marcus guardian of the borders. Selene rises as diplomat, and Elias stands Loyal as an ally. Under Aria's rule, the Suncrest Pack enters a new era of unity, its future reshaped by a bond thought impossible.

In a world torn apart by apocalyptic destruction, beasts roam free, and only the strong survive. But one man holds the power of the gods. When meteors crash into Earth, they bring with them more than destruction, they awaken ancient forces and ignite a brutal evolution. Dave, once an ordinary human, becomes something extraordinary when a shard of mother crystal embeds within him. Bestowed with necromantic powers and god-tier stats, he gains the rare ability to tame and command beasts: both living and undead. As cities fall and kingdoms of beasts rise, Dave discovers he is part of a divine experiment. One that pits chosen humans against each other in a cosmic game of survival, chaos, and domination. With enemies at every turn and a mysterious god named Exus hunting from the shadows, Dave must gather allies, raise an undead army, and unlock the true potential of the crystal inside him. [Welcome user, you have been granted the beast taming system!] [Combat Skill: Black Belt] [Swordsmanship Skill: 100% Skilled] [Gun Shooting Skill: 100% Accurate] [All Skill has been Maxed out, but Energy point is needed to tame, control and summon beasts] To obtain energy points, he needs to be in an interaction with the opposite gender; a female. The interactions were things that Dave hadn’t done before, but he was more than excited to try it all. “Is it just to kiss to obtain energy points? I’ll gladly kiss her.” “Wait, that isn’t enough? I need to explore her body instead? Okay, no worries!” With this, he had another side goal, and that was to create a harem of girls to aid him in his journey to become the strongest in this chaotic world. But power comes at a cost. With every beast he tames and commands, Dave edges closer to becoming what he was meant to destroy. A god!

In the Shattered Star Sea, a boundless void born from a multiverse’s mysterious collapse millions of years ago, a quadrillion civilizations vie for dominance across Floating Lands—fragments of shattered worlds ranging from million-kilometer shards to Star Continents spanning ten billion light-years. Each land, pulsing with unknown Origin Cores, generates protective shields, warps time, and bends universal laws, while producing Floating Land Source wisps that power technology, magic, and survival. Star Sea Wonders, rare artifacts from common Colorless trinkets to godlike Chaos Wonders, grant reality-altering abilities—used as weapons, tools, or foundations for overload-level empires. Beings ascend from mortal Zero Order to eternal Tenth Order mythical creatures, with Fourth Order warlords leading low-level civilizations, Seventh Order Kings ruling medium ones, and Tenth Order gods commanding Star Continents with Chaos Wonders. Immortal Taoist soldiers cultivate immortality, mechanical gods forge vast networks, golden giants craft titanic relics, and wizard masters unravel cosmic secrets, all ignorant of the Origin Cores driving their worlds. On Eos-9, a Level 2 Floating Land, the human Vale dynasty thrives in a digital-age society, unaware of the Star Sea beyond their luminous sky. Arin Vale, a brilliant young heir, uncovers a Blue Star Sea Wonder—a warp-capable engine core—during a mining operation. Its neural interface floods him with advanced propulsion knowledge, shattering Eos-9’s isolation. The discovery ignites a catastrophic war, as rival factions, desperate for the Wonder’s power, unleash kinetic strikes that destroy the land and its civilization. Arin, the sole survivor, escapes aboard the Icarus Flame, a test ship powered by the Blue Wonder, leaping into the unknown void. Thrust into the Shattered Star Sea, Arin discovers a cosmos of glowing fragments, shielded lands, and alien ruins, each pulsing with Source wisps and hidden Wonders. Landing on an abandoned Floating Land, he finds remnants of a taller humanoid race and a fractured spear-like artifact, hinting at the Star Sea’s vast history. As he catalogs the Blue Wonder’s additional secrets—schematics for gravity modulation and reality tuning—Arin realizes Eos-9 was but a speck in a universe of quadrillion civilizations. With finite resources and a cooling Wonder, he must navigate treacherous lands, evade high-order beings, and uncover the truth behind the Origin Cores’ hidden power. As immortal soldiers, mechanical gods, and wizard masters hunt the Blue Wonder, Arin’s quest for survival becomes a journey to unlock the Star Sea’s deepest secrets—before its chaotic forces consume him or the multiverse itself.

After a fatal car accident, Alaric awakens in a new world—reincarnated as the banished prince of a mighty empire. Cast aside at sixteen and exiled to a desolate, barren city, he is left with nothing but his wits . However, fate grants him an extraordinary advantage: access to the Library of Archons, a vast repository of knowledge. Armed with wisdom from another world, Alaric must navigate treacherous politics, ruthless enemies, and the harsh realities of ruling a forsaken land. With every decision, he inches closer to transforming his crumbling domain into a powerhouse—one that could challenge the empire itself. But ambition is a double-edged sword, and as his influence grows, so too does the target on his back. Can Alaric carve his name into history, forging an empire of his own? Or will the shadows of betrayal and war consume him before his legend even begins?

In a world shattered by its own sins, monsters walk beside men—beasts born not of darkness alone, but of the very rot festering in human hearts. They are the Never-Weres—soulless, heartless abominations that stalk the living and raze all good that dares to stand in their path. Against them rise the Never-Slayers, fierce warriors tasked with shielding the fragile remnants of humanity from annihilation. Behind the fortified walls of the iron-willed city of Kharvald, a young woman lives in quiet solitude. With no family to comfort her and no one to whom she belongs, she bears her pain in silence. She is Ori—radiant, determined, and quietly burning with ambition. Orphaned by fate, left only with a crumbling bakery and an impossible dream, Ori kneads dough and frosts cakes to survive. Her hands, though soft from sugar and flour, carry the calluses of secret training, of quiet resilience. For though she sells sweets to the city’s tired souls, what she truly craves is something far more dangerous: To become a Never-Slayer. She hides her training, shelters her hope—but deep down, she knows. She is far from the warriors who stand against the dark. Her dream is a flicker in a storm. Until it appears. The Sun-Wielder System—a mysterious force, ancient and godlike, a gift from a being—chooses her. It whispers of strength. Of glory. Of power beyond what any Never-Slayer has ever known. And Ori, starved for purpose and clinging to the dream her parents never saw, accepts. She accepts with every corner of her heart, every shard of her broken past. If this greed—this hunger for meaning—can become her salvation, she will chase it into fire and shadow. But such gifts never come free. And the price? May burn brighter than the sun itself.

In an abandoned circus, where laughter is buried and tears are sold, our protagonist, Kai, awakens-memoryless, yet burdened with a fractured consciousness that sees reality through conflicting shards. He discovers himself as the owner of this cursed circus, where clowns are not mere performers, puppets are more than carved wood, and the audience is far from passive. With each performance, layers of his dark past unravel, forcing him to confront the truth of his shattered existence. As the shows go on, Kai begins to realize that the circus is a mirror of his own madness, and every character within it is a fragment of his splintered mind. Is he the master of the spectacle-or just another puppet in this eternal performance?

While others arrive armed with blades, relics, and family crests—he shows up empty-handed. Well, almost. He picks up a stone. Just a shard from a broken floor. Just enough to prove he existed. At fifteen, every child is summoned. No one knows where they go. No one returns the same. Some come back with powers. Most… don’t come back at all. Ezgar isn’t ready. He’s cursed, starving, and abandoned by a world that gave up on him at birth. Whatever this trial is—he wasn’t supposed to survive it. But then again, neither was the last boy who came in with nothing… and rewrote the rules.

--- In a galaxy ravaged by Rift Beasts and interplanetary wars, survival is earned, not given. Kael Vorrin, a struggling scavenger from the desolate colony world of Veyra-7, dreams only of keeping his sick sister alive. But fate takes a deadly turn when he discovers an ancient data shard buried in the ruins, a forgotten relic of humanity's lost hunters. The shard fuses into his body, awakening the Oblivion System, a ruthless AI designed to create the galaxy's next apex predator or its final destroyer. Thrown into a world of mandatory quests, life-or-death decisions, and horrifying beasts, Kael must grow stronger or perish. With each Rift Beast slain, his potential rises but so do the consequences of every choice. Hidden deep within the system is the seed of a mysterious Beast Companion egg, waiting to hatch... if Kael survives long enough to nurture it. In a universe ruled by power and fear, Kael's path could lead to salvation, domination... or total annihilation.

“You shall command… Legacy.” Charon thought he would grow up to be a hero, a savior, a shining light for all humans across the galaxy. But humanity is at war. Beset on all sides, their empire is standing only through the combined forces of technology and magic. Massive mechs were constructed, the fabled Colossus Machines, designed to defend the galaxy. The Mages were rallied, bringing forth elemental destruction. Yet it wasn't enough. Planets fell, their people enslaved to the enemies of mankind. Even the Colossus Machines, strong as they were, could not keep up. Charon was one of the orphans caught in the war effort, surviving through determination and courage, earning him the gaze of the God of Death. Gifted with a great and terrible power, the reviled element Soul, the dead around him suddenly become gateways into a realm thought lost to time. Through it, he can chain undead beasts to himself, forcing them to serve in his legions. With these powers, he learns something new about magic and technology: He can fuse souls into the Colossus Machines, allowing the power of Death to run through their cores. They become warped, twisted machines of vengeance that earn malevolent abilities. They become strong enough to win a war. Magic and machine are mixed to create something more, something darker. An army fit for a master of magic, a general of legions, a conqueror of the stars... An Archon of Death. **WARNING** The story has a lot of nuance and subplots. If you like complex world-building and lore, you'll love this. DISCORD: https://discord.gg/BJ3DTumc29

Whispers Beneath the Loud Moon Dark Fantasy | Enemies-to-Lovers | Soul-Shard Quest | Erotic Tension Betrayed. Shattered. Cursed. Clive was supposed to be a hero. Instead, his soul was broken to seal away a god—and the witch Maedra made sure he lived to regret it. Now he hunts the scattered fragments of himself, each one buried in monsters, memories, and desire. A half-nude warrior woman created by Maedra joins him, her body a weapon, her motives unknown. A silver-haired flirt stalks his path, her secrets sharp as her smile. And his only companion? A snarky talking skull who may be more than he seems. Beneath the Loud Moon, lust burns, lies twist, and every shard recovered makes Clive less human—and more dangerous. Can he reclaim himself before the truth breaks him again?

Check SUBMIT OR SUCCUMB is my another ongoing work. Front Page is "PRISTINE GYGXZ'KANDER". (Chapter 273→) "The world of Leathemnur is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it". That is what Khallyon Cravemeneer always thought, until he learned how easy he could lose everything he had acquired across most of his life. What can a Mortal do in the face of actual absolute power?. What can anyone do to prevail before Time? Nothing. That is the cruel, raw reality. And as most people, Khallyon was oblivious of events occurring literally before his eyes. This went on, until he accidentally started to uncover the truth. Believing he had acquired a way to protect what matters the most, Memories, which is what makes everyone the person they become. Unbeknown to Khallyon, he was delving deeper into despair, rather than going out of it. NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE DON'T GET FOOLED BY THE START OR THE SLOW PROGRESS READ UNTIL CHAPTER 51 A FAIR SHARE OF: ACTION BEAUTIES MYSTERIES A WHOLE LOT OF: SMUT BONDING INDECENCY COMMENT FOR: KINKS DOUBTS SUGGESTIONS Additional Information: I would publish TWO Chapters a Day. English is not my first language, that is why, any mistake I made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible. (This is the old synopsis Read it if you want to know more about the general context) The "Imperishable", Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives. With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person. The First Gift, is "Shards", called "Cards" by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an "Imperishable Monolith". The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask. The Third Gift, is the "Perennence", with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would "Respawn" in a "Memory Hall", making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can "Revive" you by providing the missing resource. However, this comes with a drawback, you become a "Servant" of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%. The Fourth Gift, is "The Memory Hall", unfortunately, they had an evil twin, "The Howling Wall", which are created in places that had seen too many "Take Downs" in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched. Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, "Repercussion", "Traits" and "Work", being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for "The Imperishable". But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown Invasive Territories, sprouting the so called "Graveyards", "Factories", "Hives", "Nests", "Lairs", "Crops" and "Farms" across the entire world of "Leathemnur".

> In a world shattered by ancient gods, cursed technology, and forgotten magic, death was supposed to be the end. But for Li Tianming, the last Warlord of the Southern Deadlands, death was only the beginning. Betrayed. Slaughtered. Devoured by the very world he once protected — Tianming awakens 100 years later in the ashes of the old Dragon Empire, reborn in the fragile body of a teenager. The sky bleeds. The cities burn. Monstrous beasts roam free. Factions wage secret wars over soul shards and corrupted relics. Bound to an ancient Chaos System, Tianming can now extract powers, memories, and skills from every soul he kills. The more he fights, the less human he remains — and the more chaos he inherits. Cultivators? Mutants? Systems? Reincarnators? Let them come. In a world where mercy is weakness and gods are nothing but tyrants, only one rule remains: Devour… or be devoured. — Let the hunt begin.

A fantasy world teetering on the edge of an industrial revolution. Where smoke rises, gears turn, and yet no invention rivals the power of the Sorcerers. Beneath the surface of progress lie forgotten histories and truths buried by the enigmatic Protogenoi. Who pulls the strings behind our fates? Who pens the stories we believe are our own? Set during an inspired alternative early 1800s, this low-fantasy realm is alight with the first embers of progress, yet still steeped in Mysticism, Occultism, ancient Spells, Sacred Artifacts, and creatures born from the forgotten depths. No matter how brightly the fires of reason burn, the unknown always waits beyond the light. Follow our travelers, their destinies bound by invisible threads, as they uncover the secrets of the Protogenoi and the Ancient Archons. All they while they slowly develop powers due to the Lineages of the Mythological Creatures of Old.

The sun dipped below the emerald canopy of Eryndor's endless forests, casting long shadows that stretched like grasping fingers over the ground. In the small village of Verdant Hollow, nestled at the edge of the towering Whispering Abyss, a young boy sat cross-legged beside a Mana Spring. The spring bubbled gently, its waters glowing faintly in the fading light. Yǒnghéng stared at the reflection of his own face, distorted by the rippling surface. His hands trembled as he held the talisman—a simple yet intricate carving of an ancient beast. It had belonged to his grandfather, a revered beast tamer who had commanded the respect of the entire Verdant Concord. Yǒnghéng's grandfather had said the talisman would guide him to his awakening. But years had passed, and it had guided him to nothing but frustration. The faint hum of life in the forest seemed to mock him. A bird's song, the rustle of leaves in the wind, the rhythmic croak of frogs—they all belonged here. But he, the boy with no Soul Construct, did not. "You're wasting your time, Yǒnghéng." The voice came from behind him, sharp and dismissive. Yǒnghéng didn't need to turn to know it was his elder brother, Yǔzhi. Yǔzhi stepped into view, his tall frame casting a shadow over Yǒnghéng. Beside him walked his Soul Construct—a massive, spectral wolf with glowing green eyes and a mane of ethereal light. The wolf padded silently, its presence exuding both grace and power. Yǒnghéng glanced at it briefly, then returned his gaze to the spring. "I'll awaken. I just need more time." Yǔzhi crossed his arms, his expression a mixture of pity and impatience. "You're fifteen. By now, even the weakest in the village have awakened something. You're clinging to a false hope." The words struck like a blow, but Yǒnghéng didn't flinch. "The forest hasn't rejected me yet." "Maybe it should." Yǔzhi sighed. "The Concord only values strength. If you can't awaken, you'll bring shame to our family. You should think about leaving." Yǒnghéng clenched his fists. "I won't give up." Yǔzhi's wolf growled softly, but Yǔzhi raised a hand to silence it. He stared at his younger brother for a long moment before shaking his head. "Suit yourself. Just don't expect anyone to wait for you." With that, he turned and walked away, the spectral wolf fading into motes of green light as it returned to his soul. Long after the village lights had dimmed, Yǒnghéng stood at the edge of the Whispering Abyss. A chill wind swept up from the chasm, carrying faint, haunting echoes. The Abyss was a place of legend and fear, where countless adventurers had entered but few had returned. Yǒnghéng tightened his grip on the talisman. If the forest wouldn't help him, perhaps the Abyss would. Taking a deep breath, he descended into the darkness. The air grew colder as Yǒnghéng climbed down jagged stone steps carved into the chasm wall. The faint light of the surface faded, replaced by the luminous glow of fungi clinging to the rocks. Shadows danced on the uneven walls, and every sound seemed amplified—the crunch of his footsteps, the drip of water, the distant growl of unseen creatures. Hours passed as he ventured deeper. The talisman in his hand grew warm, a sign that he was nearing something. He pressed on, ignoring the fatigue in his legs and the growing sense of unease. Suddenly, the narrow path opened into a vast cavern. Stalagmites and stalactites loomed like jagged teeth, and at the center of the chamber stood a crystalline formation that pulsed with an eerie light. Embedded within it was a shard of brilliant energy—a relic unlike anything Yǒnghéng had ever seen. The talisman in his hand glowed in response, vibrating faintly. As Yǒnghéng approached the relic, the air grew heavy with mana. His heart raced, but he couldn't stop now. He reached out, his fingers brushing the shard. Pain. A searing agony shot through his body, as if his very soul were being torn apart. Yǒnghéng fell to his knees, clutching his chest

Qin Wei is the fourth son of the powerful Qin family. His eldest brother is a general, his sister married a Duke, and his third brother is a powerful sorcerer. His father is the Revenue Minister. His own uncle is the Emperor of Great Liang. But Qin Wei? He has no martial skills, no talent for business, and no ambition. He is only known for his good looks and bad habits, spending money on brothels, stealing lovers, and bullying others. The Emperor betrothes the Li Clan Heiress to Qin Wei, but the Qin family sends him away to be a matrilocal husband instead. On his way to Beiling for the wedding, he is ambushed and dies. That's where his story ends. But something strange happens afterward. A fanfiction writer from the modern world, who loved rewriting anime, wakes up in Qin Wei’s body. And he awakens the fanfiction system, where he could use the powers from all those fictional works. “You dare throw flames? Watch carefully, Wind Blade Shuriken!” “You want a final move? Then behold, Moon-Cutting Slash!” “You think strength wins? I’ll break your soul with United Smash of the Republic!” “You think swords frighten me? Witness, Three Sword Style: World-Cleaving Dance!” "Hmpf, you think your dragon summon can frighten me? Arise, Titan Warframe." Qin Wei wrote many fanfictions, rewriting the original stories. Now, it is time to rewrite his own story, turning into a legend. This is the rise of the Fanfiction Emperor.

Audrey Jones has spent her life trapped behind pristine walls, part of a family that shines in public and shatters in private. To their church and school community, the Joneses are the perfect family—devoted parents, active leaders, and doting caretakers. But behind the doors of their immaculate home, Audrey is subjected to cruel punishments, relentless gaslighting, and isolation designed to break her. When the Joneses adopt Mia, the daughter of their deceased friends, Audrey hopes for a sister. Instead, she gains her worst tormentor. Charming and cunning, Mia quickly earns their parents' favor and manipulates her way into the role of the perfect child. With each passing day, Mia spins a web of lies that paints Audrey as unstable, pushing her deeper into loneliness and convincing everyone around her—including her teachers—that Audrey is dangerous. But Mia’s greatest weapon is not the belt or the starvation. It’s the story she weaves so masterfully that no one questions it. When Audrey collapses at school, worn down by sleepless nights and Mia’s slow chemical sabotage, she finds an unexpected ally in Mrs. Hayes, an English teacher who sees through the golden facade. As the Joneses tighten their grip and Mia’s manipulation escalates to terrifying heights, Audrey must decide whether to keep surviving inside the golden cage—or find the strength to shatter it. In a world where truth is dismissed as delusion and love is wielded as a weapon, Audrey's fight is not just for freedom, but for the right to own her story.

Aurelian stood in front of the cracked mirror, breathing hard. His hands shook, not from exhaustion-but from memory. Memory that wasn't his. The shard in his palm pulsed again. The vision unfurled, slow and cruel: A twilight sky. A god on his knees. A voice-broken and desperate-"If this is what it takes to save you, then curse me. Bind me. I'll pay it, Caelum. Just don't leave me again." And then, that face-Caelum's face-terrible in its beauty, streaked with tears made of starlight. "You don't understand," Caelum had whispered. "The curse won't just save you, Aurelian. It will remember you. And so will I. Forever." The memory tore away. Aurelian staggered back. He had asked for it. He had begged. And Caelum had obeyed-not out of cruelty, but out of love. He looked down at the mirror shard now glowing in his palm, veins of silver running through it like lightning. His voice was raw. "Say my name again." The mirror flickered. A voice-far away, trembling-answered. "Aurelian." And for the first time in centuries, something inside him broke. He fell to his knees, choking on grief and fury and something deeper. "You loved me enough to damn me."

“I beg you, Mia. Please tell me that this child is mine,” Henry begged as he looked at the woman holding the little boy in her arms. But, just as he reached forward to hug her— “Dear brother, just what do you think you are doing? Why are you trying to hug my wife and son?” Lucas stepped in between the two with a cheeky smile on his lips. He pointed to the boy and said, “Look carefully; he is my son.” Mia snorted upon hearing the two men fighting over her son. She hugged the little boy and smiled politely, “Last I remember, I was the one who gave birth to him. So carry on with your games, boys.” Mia Wills never knew how feeble life truly was until she lost everything in a matter of just a few hours. Seventy-two hours ago, she was a happily married woman who was about to head for her honeymoon. But seventy-two hours later, she met with her husband’s cold eyes, who asked her to divorce him. An accident ripped Mia’s world apart. Not only did it nearly take her life, it also took away Henry Holman’s memories. Her newly married husband. With more than three years of memories gone, Henry no longer remembered pursuing Mia and marrying her out of love. Instead, he believed the lies of his first love and girlfriend, Jamie Hudson, who spun a story where she was chased away by Mia, who took her place and married Henry by lying to him. And what did Henry do after listening to her lies? He demanded a divorce, chasing Mia away from his life. But how could Mia let go? She believed that as long as she persisted, Henry would remember her one day. But with the continuous torment and humiliation for months, including watching her husband bring his mistress to their wedding house, Mia could no longer hold on. She signed the divorce papers and left. She believed that with the divorce, she and Henry would never cross paths again. That was until Jamie’s callous scheme dragged her back not only in front of Henry but also in the bed of his half brother, Lucas Holman. Lucas Holman, the half brother of her ex-husband, was back in the city and he returned not only to take back what belonged to him but he was there to do it with a bang. And Mia, who was set to forget the night of their entanglement, found herself in another turmoil when Lucas offered a contract to marry her. In exchange, he promised to save her father. The temptation was too strong for Mia to ignore. But as she signed the contract, she swore to never fall for Lucas. But would she be able to keep her feelings at bay when Lucas starts showering her with his undivided attention? Was it truly an act of love or a part of his cruel scheme? Moreover, when a murder case binds Henry, Mia and Lucas together, what kind of secrets will be unravelled? Would they still be sane after the shards of truth pierce them? Or would they lose themselves forever?

In an Omniverse where Divine Judgment is a lie, thirteen rebels rewrite their fate across time before the Archon traps their souls within the wheel of Samsara. Narrative energy permeates everything, giving vibration to life. Deities and Celestials harvest mortal spirits to expand their Pantheon and Constellation. On a planet where the war between Androids and Humanity has destroyed what remains of the eco-system, a corrupted government constructs a dome city to protect humanity across the entire planet, yet it serves as a cage disguised as a Utopia. An apocalypse orchestrated by the Solar System's Elite to maintain their power structure. In a solar system characterised by false democracy and absolute tyranny and a multiverse ruled by a false god known as the Archon. What will you do to escape them? Einsamer Stern, a boy, bearing the appearance of an Android, embodies the roles of savoir, destroyer, liar, and fool, daring to challenge what lies beyond the veil. Will Einsamer Stern achieve his absolute idea of freedom, or will he save his people from suffering and sin? A never-ending story will finally reach its conclusion, transitioning from fantasy to metaphor to reality. @ALL RIGHT RESERVED @VISAL_WORD_SMITH (Visal W.S)

"The chosen one of the heavens? The savior of the world?” These were my doubts before the angel in front of me, who stared at me with disgust. — A sinner like you doesn't deserve forgiveness! "What? After everything I've been through, after everything I've done, after everything I've seen... I just tried to survive like anyone else! Seriously, I don't deserve forgiveness? I should be condemned for trying to live?! I just tried to survive one more day..." After the condemnation and death of yet another heretic, the world found itself without more sinners. Amidst the demons and mutilated bodies in the holy war, there were no winners or losers; nothing was left but remnants and the shadows of what humanity once was in its glory! But not all is lost. Waking from a horrible nightmare, our hero sees his life put to the test with the unfolding of a macabre plot. He must then embark on a journey full of challenges, seeking his redemption and the forgiveness for his filthy sins. Where the apocalypse arrives with the fall of the infamous, and the sound of trumpets brings the judgment of heretics. "The end is near!"