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Aetherfall Chronicles: Children of the Broken Oath

In the fractured realm of Aetherfall, the world teeters on the edge of rebirth or ruin. Ancient spirits stir. Kingdoms bleed. And five souls stand at the heart of it all—each bound by a past they did not choose, and a future they were never promised. Ezekiel Rhea never asked to be cast into this world. Still in his own body, still carrying the weight of who he was, he must navigate a land of spirits, prophecy, and war—where a silent bond with a primordial force begins to unravel not only fate, but himself. Luna Gadriel, born of mortal flesh and celestial blood, is destined for greatness. But divinity comes with a cost, and as war spreads, she must decide if she will become a savior—or another weapon forged by the will of others. Vanessa Van Vokhsina, the fallen vampire princess of a lost kingdom, wanders a world that has no place for her. Hunted, cursed, and alone, she seeks more than vengeance: she seeks a reason to keep living. Hanzel Gelliremo, the child of prophecy, was born to end the War of Times… or begin it anew. Torn between monstrous destinies, his every step risks tipping the balance between hope and extinction. Bartholomeow Tanchiniban, a soldier sworn to the Kingdom of Peace, watches as the ideals he’s sworn to uphold rot from the inside. Plagued by guilt, yet too afraid to resist, his path ends in the hands of the very person who forces him to question everything. Their fates collide across a war-torn land of gods and monsters, where spirit contracts, cursed bloodlines, and forgotten truths weave a tale of rebellion, redemption, and ruin. Not all of them will survive. Not all of them are meant to. But all of them will burn their mark into history.
3nC · 11.3K Views

Author's Interference: The Children of Time

“You know, I’ve met death. Rather polite, actually. But it doesn’t knock, just lets himself in.” Life. That fleeting flicker between two eternities of silence. People spend it chasing things—money, love, validation, a good seat on the train. They build empires of paper, relationships of glass, and sleep each night under the illusion that tomorrow has been promised. But it hasn’t. It never was. Death doesn’t discriminate. It doesn’t care if you’re a king or a child. It arrives like an old friend, or a thief, or worse—like something you invited in. And yet… every now and then, the universe hiccups. A soul slips through. A crack opens. A second life is born—not as a reward, no, but as a test. Because what could be more dangerous than a man who's seen how the story ends—and comes back knowing exactly what not to do? But here’s the rub: a second chance is not a reset. It’s a curse with velvet gloves. You remember the pain, the loss, the betrayal—and worst of all, the choices you didn’t make. So when someone tells you this is just a story about life and death, smile politely. In many cases—in most cases—you’ll hear stories of heroes rising from the ashes, grateful for their second breath. However… in my case? I wanted to be the villain. To see a different end to this story. People say a person’s nature is hard to change. That deep down, we are who we are. But I changed... simply because I was curious. --------------- Join the discord server. https://discord.gg/BaP4c8b8Vq
Doctor_11th10 · 71.2K Views

Darling: Don't Open That Door

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.
Civia_Writes · 1.7K Views

Children of Nobility Who Are Not Considered

Everything has a beginning. Where does a human become human? Is it immediately after they gain sentience, when they begin to have clear memories? Or when they are separated from their mother's body through childbirth? If we dare to ask, we will be met with different answers. Many of them. But before we get to the root of these mysteries, we must first address the fact that the act of questioning actually occurs. In a certain world, there lived a king. In that world, the king's role was not only to rule but also to fight the demons invading his country. At that time, the king traveled near the border to intercept an army of monsters led by the Demon King, so he established his frontline base in a remote village nearby. After slaying dozens of monsters with his own hands, he returned to that village base, the heat of battle still intact. Not wanting to be rude to the king in his path, he attacked and raped one of the village girls who came to him for personal treatment, carried away by the excitement of the battlefield. After the passions had passed and he regained his composure, the king was disillusioned with what he had done. He had poured the royal bloodline, which should be shared only with the chosen, into a peasant woman whose surname was unknown. The king told the village girl not to speak of what happened that night, and that she must never tell anyone about it. If she did, he would have to take his life. After that, he gave her his sword. "If the child grows up and asks about his origins, have him come to me with this sword. Until then, no one will ever know who his father is, not even his son. The qualifications for that must be understood by the child himself!" And that was the beginning. Skillfully utilizing all his closest subjects, the king firmly nurtured the womb of the nameless village girl, and in the tenth month, a strong baby boy was born, while they cleverly concealed the fact of what the king had done to his precious bloodline. ...Unbeknownst to him, this child would become a major figure in the era to come. Twenty years later, having grown up, a boy named Cua would begin his real life in earnest. This is his story. With orders not to reveal his father's name, Cua had to live with abuse as an orphan. The place they lived was a rural village far from the royal capital. After fending off a fierce attack from the demon army once, a second attack never came, and thus the royal army never visited this place again after that incident. However, in this cold yet peaceful village, Cua grew up under the scornful gazes of many. They called his mother a prostitute who gave herself to an unknown man and even became pregnant, and the child she gave birth to was a despicable bastard.
Cua_Ys · 6.1K Views

The many children many blessings system

In a world still reeling from the shadows of past wars, Izumi Senju is more than just a handsome face and a natural genius; he's the last male survivor of the legendary Senju clan. Growing up in Konoha, his bond with the vibrant and spirited Kushina Uzumaki was forged in childhood, blossoming into a love so undeniable even the prodigious Minato Namikaze quietly conceded. On his eighteenth birthday, Izumi's life takes a dramatic, if slightly awkward, turn. A mysterious entity, the "Many Children's Many Blessing System," awakens within him, bestowing the legendary Wood Style, a formidable Senju Physique, and mastery over Senju Sage Mode as a starter gift. But the System comes with an unprecedented catch: his power, including astonishing chakra boosts and a myriad of random abilities, is directly tied to the number of children he fathers. With Kushina by his side – a woman fiercely dedicated to him and the ambitious goal of recreating the Senju clan from scratch – Izumi embarks on a journey that will redefine the ninja world. As he navigates the hilarious, heartwarming, and often "cringe" realities of expanding his unique family, he must also contend with the political machinations of other clans, the ethical implications of his power, and the sheer chaos of a life where every romantic encounter has profound, chakra-doubling consequences. The Progenitor's Bloom is an 18+ harem drama that blends action, romance, and a healthy dose of humor, exploring how one man's destined lineage and an eccentric System will shape the future of the Senju, Konoha, and perhaps, the entire shinobi world.
fanfic_king34 · 1.9K Views

Doomsday, Let's Open A Restaurant

Check out my other books In a world plagued by the relentless scourge of the undead and ferocious mutant creatures, one man finds himself at the heart of an extraordinary culinary adventure. Meet Xiao Feng, an ordinary chef who, by a twist of fate, awakens in a city overrun by zombies and bizarre mutants. Yet, amidst the chaos and devastation, he discovers a remarkable gift – the power of Culinary Mastery. Xiao Feng's restaurant, "Great Potential," becomes an oasis of safety in a city teeming with danger. Its mysterious defenses not only keep the undead hordes at bay but also shield it from the most devastating of calamities. Armed with a unique set of culinary skills, Xiao Feng embarks on a journey of survival, innovation, and flavor in a world where the distinction between life and death has blurred. As Xiao Feng ventures out into the treacherous streets of the fallen city, he encounters both the undead and living survivors, each with their own unique abilities and stories. His culinary creations not only fill empty stomachs but offer incredible attributes and power-ups to those who partake. But the challenges are enormous, and some encounters prove that not all monsters are mindless. With a growing menu of mutant ingredients and an expanding array of skills, Xiao Feng must navigate a treacherous path of survival while unlocking the secrets of his newfound abilities. He strives to complete missions issued by a mysterious system and unlock the full potential of his culinary prowess. "Doomsday, Let's Open a Restaurant" is a tale of resilience, creativity, and culinary artistry set against a backdrop of horror and uncertainty. Join Xiao Feng as he turns the art of cooking into a lifeline, serving hope on a plate and defying the apocalypse one dish at a time. Will his unique culinary skills be enough to survive in this nightmarish world?
Adam_2023 · 1.3M Views
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