Horklump Hollow

Hollow Thread throws you into the raw, brutal world of Cainen—a kid born dead inside before he even took his first breath. No parents, no power, no future. The world’s elite are born with flashy gifts called RACs, but Cainen’s a void—a blank slate rejected by fate itself. Left to rot after the death of his only caretaker, Cainen grows up in squalor, bullied and broken by kids with powers he can’t match. One day, something snaps. Armed with nothing but a chain and sickle, he becomes a whirlwind of violent revenge, tearing through the school halls like a madman. The law can’t touch him fully—he’s a kid—but they mark him for exile once he’s grown. Knowing he’s got a ticking clock, Cainen turns even more dangerous, fighting anyone who crosses him, fueled by rage, survival, and the desperate need to prove he’s not nothing. At fifteen, no power, no help—just pure fury and fists that refuse to quit. This is the rise of a storm no one saw coming.

In a world where magic is bound by contracts, cursed symbols, and forgotten bloodlines, a nameless soul awakens in the body of a dead boy. Torn between the darkness of the boy’s past and the growing power clawing inside him, he must survive, evolve, and choose what kind of person—what kind of monster—he’s willing to become. Because in a world like this, only the fears rise. And only the Hollow can be filled with something greater.

[Simulation shall commence.] On this fateful day, the world was stunned by the appearance of ancient animals that were supposed to have gone extinct for millions of years. Huge sinkholes appeared in every corner of the world, becoming a tunnel for the ancient animals to emerge to the surface. Humans have found an answer to one of the biggest mysteries in human history. Hollow Earth is real. Here, humans will wrest their lives to explore this new world that has existed for thousands, if not millions, of years underneath them. Before the start of his exploration, Clovis came across a place called ‘Another World Mall.’ Dwarven Sword, Magical Elven Clothes, or Giant Race Toy? Everything can be found in this ‘Another World Mall.’ As an aspiring Subterranean Explorer, how would he utilize this ‘Another World Mall’ to become the greatest explorer of all time and find the truth about the simulation?

After losing her sister, Elena Moore is left hollow—adrift in a world that no longer feels familiar. Desperate for space to breathe, she leaves behind the noise of the city and moves to a small coastal town where the ocean is wide, the streets are quiet, and no one knows her name. Nathan Hale has lived in that same town for years, quietly tucked away in a weathered house on the cliff’s edge. Once a renowned author, he’s now a recluse—his pen abandoned, his world closed off after a heartbreak he never speaks of. When Elena and Nathan cross paths, it’s not instant or electric. It’s slow—deliberate. A glance, a pause, a word. Their connection grows not from sparks but from shared silences, aching memories, and the quiet recognition of someone who understands what it means to lose everything. As seasons shift and their walls begin to crumble, both must choose: retreat to the comfort of solitude, or take the risk of loving again—imperfect, fragile, and real. Beneath the Blue is a tender, deeply felt story about grief, healing, and the unexpected love that finds you when you stop looking and start feeling again.

Varnorr, a colossal multidimensional tree, has made contact with multiple worlds, marking the beginning of a new era—an age of exploration, of resources and opportunities... but also an age of chaos, where human nature will be exposed in its rawest form. Amid it all stands Cassian, a young man who has always wished to end it all. Now, he finds himself entangled in the schemes of higher beings pulling the strings from behind the scenes. Can he break free from that fate? Can he uncover what he's always been searching for—the true center of his greed, that hollow space within him he’s never been able to understand? That hidden desire consuming him... and one that may destroy him before it ever reveals the truth. ***** #Harem #R18 #Angel #Demons #MILF #Oyakodon #Incest #Gilf #Giants #Beastwomen #Dwarves #Elves #Dragonesses #Vampire #Priestess#Princesses#goddesses#NTR#Group #Yandere#Truck-kun❤️

When the apocalypse struck, Hill was certain his life was over. And he was right. Yet, through his unfortunate demise, Hill found himself alive again. The "apocalypse" wasn't an end, but a gateway to something far grander and more sinister. Transported to another world, Hill is now forced to fight for survival and prove his worth. But for what reason? Only time will tell.

Before time knew seconds, and before light ever touched the surface of the cosmos, this world was once ruled. Not by man. Not by god. But by the Demon Emperor—a primordial being born from ruin, who breathed suffering as his very air. In his hands, a thousand civilizations perished. In his footsteps, the earth burned and the sky wept. The Demon Emperor was undefeatable. Undying. Heartless. Yet even immortality carries a deadly poison: boredom. At the peak of unmatched dominion, the demon gazed upon the empty heavens and found himself hollow. Eternity… was no blessing. It was a curse. “Thirteen Gods of Light… if you truly rule fate,” he whispered amid the final destruction, “come… and kill me.” There was no answer, only silence. Then… the sky split open.

In his previous life, Slazar was nothing more than a hired killer a human beast who sold his soul to the highest bidder. He cared for nothing but money and blood, drifting between murder and destruction without feeling a single real emotion. He was hollow. Empty. Until one moment changed everything. After dying in a dark alley, he found himself in a strange place eated upon a throne of corpses, in a land called Nargon a desolate continent where kings had perished, and the sun had been swallowed whole. Everything there was distorted—humans resembled monsters, and monsters ruled like The gods. No laws. No mercy. Only one principle governed all: The Rules of the Slaughter.

The war ended with a sword through his heart. His new life begins with a dagger in his soul. Orion Myrelis died a hero… or so he thought. When he awakens in a silent void, stripped of everything but memory and regret, a message from the system delivers a cruel truth: [Congratulations. You have completed the tutorial.] Thrown into a world bound by the laws of a living Tower — a construct older than time and ruled by gods who were once men — Orion finds himself reborn not into glory, but into the cursed body of a failed climber. The boy named Ajax Zareth lingers inside, his soul trapped beneath Orion’s, amused and strangely grateful for the company. Together, they must navigate floor zero and prepare because the countdown to the First Trial was already ticking. Marked as a Drifter, Orion is an anomaly. The Tower bends around him. Beasts are drawn to him. And unlike the others… he has two traits. Prior to being reborn an ancient being took pity on his soul and granted him a unique power. One that could lead him to surpass even the gods if used right. But power always comes with a price — and Orion will soon learn that the Tower was never built to save him. It was built to test him. Break him. And if he refuses to climb… it will bury him.

She was made of stitched silence. And once-not for once-a man's hollow voice never left his shadow. Arora Emersyn-believes her nightmares are fiction. But fiction doesn't leave bruises in your soul. Ranyald Alsrio-is no savior. He lives in the cracks of the world; where monsters wear ties and justice isn't legal. And fate, cruel and exact brings her into his world. Fragile, forgotten still stained in ways she can't see. She was his unfinished chapter. He was her buried truth. In a love laced with secrets, sins, and second chances, will their reverie remain a dream-or bloom into something far more dangerous?

[A DARK FANTASY WEREWOLF NOVEL.] After being casted out of her pack for being a wolfless runt and refusing to be the sex slave for the Alpha of her pack, Odette finds herself strayed in the forbidden forest, all alone and in danger, ready to face her death. Until a seven-feet tall man wearing a skull wolf mask suddenly appears in front of her, and sweeps her by her feet. He imprisons her in a mysterious place called the Kingdom of Hollow Beasts in the far north. As the Alpha King of the kingdom, he showers her with lavish gifts and gentlest care, but forbids her to leave. Facing the strange behavior, Odette questions the Masked Alpha’s intention, only for him to stare at her with glowing red eyes, saying; “You can have anything you asked for, except for freedom. You shall never leave me. Not for the hundredth time.” * Join Odette as she uncovers the secret of the Masked Alpha and their past, watch her awaken her unique power as Moon Goddess’ favorite and restore the Masked Alpha’s hollow heart. - This is a Werewolf novel, as the Masked King is an Alpha who rules over all beastmen species. Weak-to-strong, amnesiac female lead x doting Alpha male lead with traumatic past. - Official Commissioned art by @Durudara Follow me on Instagram: @ForeverPupa Other book: Beast King's Crippled Mate [Completed.]

[Ultra Short Version - Terry has game abilities—XP leveling, resource gathering, crafting items in seconds, spamming them in battle, and even granting others the same powers.] ------ [Short version] Terry's soul was a hollow flute. Isekai'd into a brutal world of monsters and dungeons, but with game-like powers, he was used as a pawn, then betrayed and abandoned. But in that emptiness, something ancient began to stir. Now he drifts unseen, collecting every secret and sin, his hollow core twisting into a hunger no one can escape. The flute has begun to sing. And when he plays, the world that cast him aside will drown in the music of his revenge. ----------------- [Long Version] Terry never had the wish. Had no big dreams. Never wanted to be great. No fire of ambition in his heart. Just emptiness. Maybe that's why he was chosen. A perfect vessel. Cracked and full of holes. Empty enough for something old and powerful to slip in. Like a flute waiting to be played, shaped to carry a god's lost song. He woke up in Tarnheval, a brutal medieval world choking on its own glory. Monsters lurking beneath shattered citadels. Dragons nesting in the ruins of dead kingdoms. Dungeons that swallowed entire generations. And nobles who smiled as they carved out power from the bones of the helpless. They looked at him and saw nothing worth fearing. Just a vessel to be filled. A weapon to be used. So they betrayed him. Abandoned him. He was sacrificed. Forgotten. But he did not forget. Quiet. Watching. Every move the nobles plotted behind cold stone walls. Every sin the great families buried beneath silk banners. Armies that slaughtered innocents they had sworn to protect. And Terry drifted through it all. Unseen. Unremarkable. Absorbing every dark truth, every whispered lie, every dying breath. Noting. Remembering each. Because something inside him was waking up. Something older than Tarnheval itself. The flute had begun to sing. His emptiness turned into hunger. A hunger for truth. A hunger for ruin. The one they abandoned was becoming the weapon they couldn't stop. And whether the world lives or falls, it will happen to the music he plays. #IsekaiEpic #AbandonedHeir #DungeonCrawling #DragonTaming #War #TheEmptyHero

She nearly killed me," he muttered. "Not nearly," the man said, stepping forward, his voice laced with timeless gravity. "She was holding back." Ren turned now. "You knew this would happen." The figure's eyes glinted silver. "I knew the First Flame would find the one who walks between. And he would choose." "Lu Quing?" Ren's laugh was hollow. "He's no ordinary man." "No," the figure said slowly. "He is the Remnant." Ren went still. "The what?" "Angel to some. Monster to others. The last of an ancient race who sealed the Gate of Origins with his own blood." He tilted his head. "Even I fear him." Ren gritted his teeth. "And she's falling for him." "It was written," the silver-eyed figure said. "But not how it ends." A pause. "You can still break her," the man continued. "But not with war. With doubt." Ren's smile returned. "I know exactly who to send."

Everything she loved was reduced to ashes in a single night. With her home destroyed and her heart hollowed by grief, she sets out into a world where magic is a whispered threat and danger lurks behind every corner. As she hunts the one who shattered her life, she’s pulled deeper into a web of secrets, bloodshed, and powers far beyond her own. With nothing left but vengeance to guide her steps, every choice drags her closer to the edge. Just how far will she go in her quest for revenge?

FLAME BOUND A fantasy romance of fire, fate, and forbidden love. Born with forbidden fire in her veins, Lenara has spent her life in hiding—until a reckless encounter binds her fate to Kael, a rebel warrior with a haunted past. When a dying prophecy awakens, the two are thrust into a war against the Hollow King, whose army of corrupted flameborn threatens to consume the realm. Bound by magic and a growing desire neither can deny, Lenara and Kael must navigate betrayal, ancient power, and the cost of a crown she never wanted. But fire does not forgive. And the closer they draw to the throne, the more the flames demand of them both. He carries the blade. She carries the fire. Together, they could burn the world or save it.

The prophet said a Dromen would return… to save us. By death or life. Will it be end or life?

The dead should stay dead. Kael Arvid repeated the words like a prayer as he adjusted the raven mask over his scarred face. The carved beak pressed cold against the bridge of his nose, the eyeholes narrowing his vision to slits of flickering torchlight. Beneath him, the ballroom of House Dain shimmered—a grotesque painting of gold and rot. Nobles laughed behind ivory masks, their gloved hands clutching goblets of wine dark as clotting blood. The air reeked of clove and something fouler beneath, like meat left too long in the sun. He hadn't come for wine. The dagger at his belt was hungry. It had waited seven years for this night. Seven years since House Dain's soldiers kicked in the door of his family's cottage. Seven years since he'd watched from the treeline as the flames turned his sister's screams to smoke. Seven years of imagining this moment—the moment he'd slide steel between Lord Dain's ribs and whisper his family's names as the light

“My only regret was.. living like a puppet for my sister!” Olivia Witherland had no one but her sister in this world. So when her sister Oriana married the duke of Aykroyd and became the duchess, she had no choice but to follow her there. Despite knowing that her sister had killed the previous duchess and going to harm the child left behind, she kept her eyes closed. But when the child grew up as Demon,he killed everyone including her and the innocent kids, Oriana gave birth to. Olivia regretted that her silence had harmed not only Damon but her innocent nephew and niece. Everyone was killed, but the killer lived a hollow life too. But fate gave her a second chance. Would she be able to save everyone or would destiny play a cruel game again?

Broken by the people who should’ve protected him, he swore one thing, he’d never be powerless again. When a mysterious academy opens its gates to the gifted and the broken alike, Ezekiel finds himself thrust into trials meant to kill, among students who will do anything to rise. But it’s not just monsters in the dark — it’s secrets, betrayals and schemes. Ezekiel didn’t ask for power. But he’ll use it to carve out a future with his own hands. Even if he has to burn the world that broke him. A dark coming-of-age fantasy about trauma and the brutal cost of strength.

Sil Lan just wanted a quiet life. At 22, he’s a loner with no family, no ambition, and no need for noise. After graduating high school, he made just enough from trading to stay invisible—and that suited him fine. He spends his days watching markets, listening to old songs, and sitting beside the one person who made his life feel less hollow: Mei, a blind girl he met by chance and never let go. Then the world breaks. A portal opens in the Mongolian plains, connecting Earth to another universe—one filled with magic, ancient powers, and something even worse: curiosity. From that crack, energy leaks in, warping people across the globe. They call it Awakening. One in a million survive it. Sil is one of them. It lets him exchange anything for anything—so long as he pays the price in energy. One and only S-Rank ability and he calls it Eyes of Miracles. As Earth spirals into panic and the truth behind the other world begins to surface, Sil faces a brutal reality: he’s not meant to hide anymore. Because powers like his don’t exist to be wasted. And someone has to cross that gate first

In a world where creatures and magic echo round the hollow walls, a young boy name hiro,along with his two loyal allies ,Ayumi and kazuki, find themselves in a thrilling quest to find their family members who were taken away by the whispers. The whispering chasm, a colossal abyss rumoured to hold answers to long-lasting secrets and fabled unboundless treasures. Together they embark on an arduous journey into the deep dark depths of whisper chasm, a place where reality and the supernatural intertwine. As they dive deeper the unveil Mysterious creatures, powerful relics and mind bending fact about the chasm which may be the only way to uncover the secret of life and get their family back in the land of verida.

In a dying world bound by failing systems and haunted by the dreams of a forgotten god, Kael was never meant to survive. Born with unlimited mana and cursed blood, he was destined to wear the Hollow Crown and fall like the kings before him. But Kael rejects dominion and in doing so, begins to unravel the prison that holds the Sleeper.

In a broken world where the Abyss leaks nightmares into reality, Kael inherits more than his father’s machetes—he inherits a war no one can win. Sector 7 is a graveyard of forgotten hopes. The Blessed, warriors bound by cursed Contracts with the Abyss, fight to protect those who despise them. Among them is Kael, wielding his father’s twin blades and a Contract that makes him unkillable—until he completes the Abyss’s cruel tasks. When a Shrieker swarm breaches the outpost, Kael discovers the truth: his father’s final mission was to kill a First-Class Abyss Monster, not just mindless creatures. Now, hunted by the corrupt UWN government, tormented by the Covenant’s lies, and stalked by the Hollow—a living weapon forged from humanity’s desperation—Kael must decide: - Is his father’s dream of peace a delusion? - Why does the Abyss whisper his name like an old friend? - How far will he go to carve a safe haven from the dark? Perfect for fans of: - The Broken Empire’s grim brutality - Attack on Titan’s desperate last stands - The Locked Tomb’s cosmic horror undertones

He died saving a child. Now, in a world ruled by power and color, he might become its brightest hope — or its final warning. Akira Ramou lived an empty life — praised as the perfect son, admired for his strength, but hollow where it mattered most. After losing his father, he walked through each day as a ghost of himself. That is, until one night, when a moment of instinct led him to save a child… at the cost of his own life. But death was not the end. Reborn into a world where supernatural power — called Spectra — shines through the eyes, Akira finds himself in a society built around strength, ranks, and ancient legends of destruction and salvation. Most are born Gray. The elite shine Violet. And only the rarest eyes ever glow Gold or Red. As Akira begins a second life filled with buried mysteries, dangerous missions, and powers beyond imagination, one thing becomes clear: This world doesn't need another warrior. It needs a soul strong enough to endure — and shine.

Two centuries ago, the world fractured, unleashing the Moltens—monstrous beings of fire and ruin impervious to human weapons. In the face of extinction, humanity awakened its final hope: Ancestral Remnants—manifestations of the soul. These powers turned the tide, but never ended the threat. Now, the Moltens persist, a lingering blight on a scarred Earth. Amid the silence of this uneasy peace, an apathetic boy named Abaddon rereads the same old stories under the moonlight—until something ancient stirs within him. From this hollow shell, a Remnant awakens. But what can be born from emptiness? And what future will it shape?

Einar Valeriant the third prince of the Aurion Empire and its greatest strategist was charged with treason and insubordination. Stripped of all titles and abandoned by his family, and sent to live out his remaining useless life in the dying territory of Blackvale. Betrayed by his family, he made his way to Blackvale and slowly brought the dying territory back to life with the help of the hollow crown, he found in the ruins near Blackvale. Guided by the last hollow king, Einar now grows in power and establishes himself as a king. Now he must face his former family and other adversaries and keep Blackvale safe from invading kingdoms, cults and demon kings. Join Einar as he goes from a betrayed nobody to the one who reunites the seven empires and drives back the demons.

Eldrath was once a continent of kingdoms and gods. Now, it is a graveyard. Centuries ago, the Hollow War shattered the world. It tore through empires, burned cities into ash, and left the skies haunted. Magic bled dry, the old bloodlines were broken, and twisted beasts now roam the wilds. Only scattered remnants of the old world remain—ruins, cursed blades, and hollow-eyed survivors clinging to their scars. In this world of wind and ghosts, a lone knight awakens—encased in black, crooked armor and with no name, no past, and no identity. He is soon found by a prophetess and her young ward—two wanderers burdened by visions of a dying future. She recruits him in order to reclaim the order back into Eldrath.He alone may hold the key to Eldrath’s blessing or...reckoning. The unknown man's journey across a horrifying and terribly beautiful world of Eldrath begins.

He wasn’t the strongest. He wasn’t the fastest. And no—he wasn’t born chosen. His name was Kamanuzzaman, and if history remembers him, it will not be because of fate. It will be because he broke it. He grew up watching the same loop: the powerful rising, the powerless repeating. Justice postponed. Mistakes recycled. Hope dangled like bait in front of those too tired to question. Some called it society. Others called it balance. He called it a curse with a pretty name. The world doesn’t need heroes. It needs a malfunction. If history is a wheel, then he will be the stone in its spokes. He was quiet at first. Observant. The kind of boy who never spoke in class, but always knew the answer. They thought he was harmless. Until the patterns started to make sense to him. And when patterns make sense, so do their weaknesses. He didn’t want to save the world. He wanted to change the rules it played by. Not to become a god. Just to stop being a pawn. They fear being wrong. HE fear being right—because it means this system works as intended.” There’s a legend passed down in his world, from a philosopher named Sir Faiyaz Hasan, a man who once whispered: All truths rot into rules. And all rules become prisons. Kamanuzzaman listened. He listened too deeply. Until silence itself began to echo. They called him mad, but he was just more awake than they could bear. This is not a story of light versus dark. There are no heroes here. No villains. Only recursion… and the boy who defied it. This is the story of The Hollow Resonance— The moment when an ordinary boy refused to live inside a repeating answer, and chose to become the error in the equation. He don’t want to live forever. he want to live once—and make it impossible to forget.