Terminus Decree

"Taigong has cast his line for millennia, fishing for the essence of countless souls. Yet she needed but a single glance to capture my heart completely." Heaven and Earth are sundered, the mortal and immortal realms divided. Once every thousand years, Taigong casts down his "Celestial Thread." Cultivators eagerly pursue this thread descending from the heavens, believing it to be the path to ascension, unaware they're stepping into a deadly trap. Sixteen-year-old Wei Lingwei enters Tianyan Sect after her father's passing, where she meets her snow-white-robed, exquisitely beautiful senior sister Mo Qing. In this world where emotions and desires form the foundation of cultivation, Lingwei gradually discovers that whenever those deep, unfathomable eyes look her way, ripples spread through her heart, never to be calmed again. Yet the threads of fate have long been intertwined. As the third Celestial Thread prepares to descend and both realms face imminent upheaval, Lingwei must confront her growing feelings amid bewildering truths. On this deceptive and treacherous path of immortal cultivation, only the pure and fervent emotion between them can illuminate the way toward truth. Taigong fishes for countless lives, while she fishes for just one heart. Seven emotions to cultivate, six desires to master—defy heaven's decree, only love endures eternally.

Nyma Ravengale has always been the golden daughter of Alpha Cedric—cherished, protected, and destined for a future as radiant as the moon itself. But during the Luna Ceremony, a sacred rite meant to honour her ascension into adulthood, reveals a truth that defies the pack’s ancient laws, Nyma’s world slowly fractures. She is pregnant. And the child growing inside her is no product of a fated bond. The revelation ignites a storm of shame and fury Her mate, Lycan Prince Adrian, denounces her before the pack, refusing to claim a child he insists cannot be his. Whispers of betrayal spread like wildfire, poisoning the very air she breathes. Then comes her father’s decree—an ultimatum as cold as the northern winds. Kill the bastard child and reclaim her place in the pack… or be cast out as a rogue, stripped of her title, her home, her name. But Nyma’s heart rebels. The child—conceived in a single, forbidden night of passion with a mysterious outsider—is more than a mistake. It is her defiance. Her last act of freedom. To destroy it would be to surrender her soul to the pack’s cold judgment. To keep it would mean facing the wilderness alone, hunted by those who once called her family. Now, as the pack gathers outside, their voices rising in a merciless chant, Nyma stands at the crossroads of fate. Tonight, she is no longer the golden daughter, the cherished Luna. Tonight, her pack buries her. Tonight, she dies in their eyes. But the moon does not mourn. It has always feasted on dead things. And what the moon devours, it resurrects. As the wind howls through the night, carrying their chants like a funeral hymn, one truth remains unshaken: She will rise. Not as the woman they loved—soft-handed, honey-voiced, stitching their wounds with moonlight. No. The moon spits back what it can’t digest. Not as the Luna they cherished… Not as the woman they swore to protect… Their Luna’s dead tonight. The one that'll claw out of the grave with teeth made of their regrets, hair braided from the nooses they hung their lies on. Her eyes? Two black holes where the moon stuffed secrets. She’ll smell the blood they swore never spill, trace the betrayal they etched into the bark of the sacred oak. And when she opens her mouth to take oath? It won’t be a dirge. It’ll be a reckoning, sharp enough to split the night open. They’ll beg for the silence of her death. But the moon’s still hungry. And dead girls don’t stay dead. They stay angry!

The sharp sound of steel slicing through flesh echoes in the darkness. A guttural howl fades into silence as a voice—cold and ancient—rings in Ash’s mind. "[You have slain a Higher Stage creature. Gained 1 Energy Point.]" His breath comes in ragged gasps. His arms feel like lead. But before he can move, another voice descends upon him—deep, resounding, and absolute. It is not spoken. It is felt. "Mortal, they persist. Shall I descend?" The words echo through his mind like the weight of a divine decree. A shiver runs down his spine, but he grits his teeth and pushes forward. "No," Ash breathes, his voice strained but resolute. "I can do this myself." The air shifts. Shadows coil around him, slithering like living smoke, wrapping his form in a dark veil. “[Activating Skill – Nightshade Cloak.]” A cold sensation washes over him. His form flickers, vanishing into the abyss. The creatures halt, their glowing eyes scanning the battlefield, sensing death but unable to grasp its form. "They still refuse to kneel." Ash exhales, a smirk tugging at his lips. His blade moves before they even realize he was ever there. ———— In a world where power flows through the veins of its people, strength means survival. When disaster struck, warriors rose, legends were forged, and at the center of it all stood Vortex. But power always comes at a cost. Ash knows this more than anyone. His strength feels less like a gift and more like a burden. The battles he fights aren’t just against enemies—they're against himself. If he loses control, what will he become? Yet, the war they face is bigger than they ever imagined. Reality itself is cracking, shadows of the past creeping into the present. As Ash embarks on his journey, he won’t just fight for the world—he’ll fight for existence itself.

Han Jin, a modern playboy, dies in a reckless spree only to awaken in the Tianhua Empire as the third son of Chancellor Han Zheng, a titan of power. But this isn’t just a second chance—bound to his soul is the enigmatic Dominance System, a mysterious force that thrives on awe, fear, and envy, granting him strength and secrets for every heart he sways. Armed with his father’s might and a system’s edge, Han Jin carouses through the capital—until the Emperor decrees a marriage to Mu Qing, a warlord whose beauty masks the blood of 380,000 fallen foes. Thrust into a web of scheming princes, vengeful rivals, and his own cunning kin, Han Jin must wield his system to turn foes into pawns and allies into legends. Mu Qing, though, is no prize to be tamed—her battlefield genius threatens the throne, and their union is a chain to bind her fury. As their fiery clash ignites, Han Jin’s dominance grows, but so do the stakes: a war brews that could crown him emperor—or shatter his soul. In a realm of silk, steel, and system-fueled ambition, one question burns: can a rogue master a warlord who carves empires?

He was never defeated. He was never sealed. He simply lost interest… A being so powerful that even gods erased him from history. A force so absolute that time itself refused to remember. But now, something has changed. The Forgotten One has stirred. His generals awaken. His decree is spoken. The gods—those who thought themselves eternal—tremble. But the end has only begun. ---

[Congratulations! The system will guide you to find a handsome and kind husband in the apocalypse!] After being killed by the demon king, the demon queen had a second chance to live in the body of a woman in the apocalyptic world, Medeia Vega. Their planet has apparently been hit by cosmic radiation, causing living things to mutate and develop unique abilities. People with weak mental states couldn't keep their humanity and turned into monsters, while the survivors had to fight those monsters endlessly to stay alive. Her main mission in that world was to find a kind-hearted husband, but it just so happened that Medeia also built a safe haven for people. Would she be able to find the man of her dreams in the apocalypse? ———— [Before dating a kind hearted man, you should also have a pure heart!] "Fuck." [Foul language detected! Penalty minus 20 points!] "Damn you—" [Foul language detected! Penalty minus 30 points!] "You shitty system, how dare you keep reducing my point?! I hope you rot in hell, you bastard!" [Foul language detected! Bad curse detected! Penalty minus 100 points!!!] ——— NOTE: This is not HAREM story The story is set in a post-apocalypse mutated world, so there will be; - monsters - mutant abilities - action - romance - smut?? let's see~ ––— The cover is mine, please don't use it!

In a multiverse forsaken by God, countless worlds teeter on the brink of chaos, interconnected by unstable spatial fissures. These realms, collectively known as the Abyss, are drowning in evil—a place where darkness thrives and goodness is a fleeting memory. Millennia ago, angels descended to deliver a divine decree: these worlds would be cast into the Abyss, abandoned forever. God would never look upon them again. Yet, even in the absence of divine grace, some cling to faith. They worship a God who has turned His back on them, their prayers echoing into the void. Stranger still, the demons and devils who rule the Abyss allow this worship to continue, not out of mercy, but for their own twisted amusement. They revel in the corruption of believers, turning hope into despair and faith into madness. Jack, a young man scarred by betrayal and survival, is one such believer—or was. Once a victim of his parents’ sacrificial ritual, he now lives in an abandoned church in the desolate village of Emag, haunted by unseen entities that torment him nightly. But when Jack succumbs to corruption, a new layer of the Abyss is revealed to him—a darker, more dangerous reality where the lines between good and evil blur. As Jack navigates this godless world, he must confront the demons that stalk him, the mysteries of his past, and the unsettling truth about the Abyss itself. Why was he spared when his world was condemned? What lies beyond the spatial fissures? And what happens when a forsaken soul seeks redemption in a realm where even God has turned away?

Ash opened his eyes to find that he had traveled to a strange nation of many races, and people were kneeling before him. Before he had time to adapt to the new identity of the Terminus Observer, he was put to jail – as a cult leader. In prison, controlled by a high-tech chip, he was unable to use violence. He also lost all his memories due to the time warp. How could he escape from the prison full of ogres, green-skinned beasts, sorcerers, and elves in this strange nation? And how could he survive the legendary Blood Moon Judgment? "Ding! You obtained a game system – Mage Manual! It includes an illusory world map, which can predict risks and gains, helping you find advantages and trouble, and greatly improve exploration efficiency!" "Ding! You obtained Deadly Berserker Sword Maiden! You can share all skills and upgrade together with her!" "Ding! You encountered an Illusory Vortex! Go straight through the heartland of the Illusory Realm and harvest a lot of experience to create the Silver Wing!" ... Is this the legendary system? It not only gives me free skills, but also a skillful fighter? Ash discovered that even though he was in the Otherworld, he could dominate his own destiny with the system, and even...dominate the entire Otherworld!

In the iridescent tapestry of Halmosian, where the firmament shimmers with nebulous luminescence and the very air hums with the arcane whispers of forgotten deities, destiny entwines two souls as disparate as dusk and dawn. One, Aleeman Hakiman, a youth of no esoteric endowment yet of indomitable spirit, bears the mantle of teen commander of the Abjannas—warriors of resolute hearts and steely conviction. The other, Wei Yang Hong, a scion prince of the venerable Weng dragon clan, once a paragon of masculine ferocity, now ensnared in the silken chains of a cruel metamorphosis. Cursed into beauteous villainy, he sheds his former self and emerges as Shi Zhao Mei, a vision of ethereal allure, her vengeance as intoxicating as perfumed venom. Bound by fate’s inexorable decree, their paths converge at the Miracheneous Academy, a citadel of erudition and eldritch mastery, where Aleeman seeks knowledge to bridge the chasm of his powerlessness, and Shi Zhao Mei weaves her own enigma, a rose adorned with unseen thorns. Yet, beyond the confines of mortal intrigue, an abyssal spectre stirs—shadow-born abominations slither forth from the chasm of another world, their tenebrous tendrils grasping at the fabric of existence itself. Like a blade bereft of an edge yet held by a masterful hand, Aleeman must carve his legend not through sorcery, but through tenacity, wit, and the unyielding resolve of a commander who leads without the shield of supernatural prowess. And Shi Zhao Mei, a paradox of beauty and brutality, finds herself entangled in the dance of salvation, her past and present warring within as she sways between vehemence and valour. Thus begins their odyssey—a struggle against oblivion, a symphony of peril and promise, a battle where steel meets sorcery, where fate’s quill inscribes their names upon the annals of Halmosian.

In the world of Tanasma, mutants are no longer just an anomaly—they are a crisis. Once seen as the next step in evolution, they are now branded as threats, their very existence feared by humanity. The Mutant Treaty Act, enforced by the Capitol Patrol Guard (CPG), forces mutants into registration, stripping them of their autonomy, suppressing their powers, and marking them as second-class citizens. But as hatred festers, the oppression escalates—slavery, public executions, and brutal exterminations become the norm. Amidst the chaos, three factions emerge: those who resist, fighting for freedom at any cost; those who flee, seeking sanctuary beyond the reach of human rule; and those who surrender, hoping that compliance will earn them mercy. When Professor Aldric Langley—a man of wisdom and ambition—receives King Ivan of Gallanta’s royal decree, he dares to create something radical: Hall of M, a sanctuary where mutants can hone their powers and reclaim their dignity. But the dream of peace is fragile. Extremist groups like Purity Dawn seek to eradicate mutants entirely, while the CPG tightens its grip, branding Hall of M as a breeding ground for rebellion. In the heart of this war-torn world, a young mutant named Seraphina Vale rises. With silver hair and eyes that reflect her tormented past, she becomes the first student of Hall of M, standing at the crossroads of fate. Will she fight for coexistence, or will the endless persecution drive her into the arms of revolution? As the world spirals toward war, the question remains: Can mutants carve a place for themselves in a world that wants them erased? Or will they be forced to embrace their monstrous side to survive? The battle for identity, freedom, and the right to exist begins. MUTOSTERONE—a gripping tale of power, prejudice, and the cost of being different.

(This Story will Continue on April 1st) “A surprise?” The Prince scoffed. “And if I had died out there? You would have let me die as a prince who never knew his daughter existed.” Her smile didn’t falter. “I’m grateful you didn’t. So, my surprise still worked. And more than that, I suppose I got a surprise too… about your new arranged marriage, Your Grace.” Her nails pressed into her palms through the crumpled fabric of the handkerchief. She wouldn’t let herself crumble. Not now. Not after everything. She vowed to hold her composure—as the lady of the castle, the Marchioness of Ravenswood. === Duty over Desire. That was the mindset Elara Damaryon had set for herself when she accepted the marriage offer from the Prince, who didn’t believe in love and lived in the shadows of Valloria Kingdom. Coming from a disgraced baron’s family, Elara dedicated herself to becoming a worthy wife and the respected lady of Ravenswood Castle for the past four years. She worked tirelessly to remain devoted to the Prince, even though they had shared only one passionate night before he left for a war that would last four long years. After the long, gruelling battle, the Prince’s return as a hero turned into agony for Elara when he was bound by Royal Decree to enter an alliance marriage with a warrior princess. But... The Prince saw his wife, whom he married out of necessity, whom he once knew as a shy woman who never dared to defy him, had now become a strong woman who consumed his thoughts at every moment. For Elara, what she once saw as duty has become an undeniable desire when the Prince shows the affection she never knew he could have. In a kingdom where fate is whispered through ancient spells and the Moon Goddess watches in silence, Elara feels threatened when she receives a divine message about her daughter's safety. She must protect her legacy—not just as a mother, but as a woman who’s discovering more about her secret power and the salvation her love will bring. === This Novel is a Character-Driven Story with Slowburn Romance It has complex characters dynamic [WARNING MATURE CONTENT 18+] Please give this story a chance (^,^) WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Entry

The modern age of human society had undergone an evolution that changed it forever. Mana had arrived on Earth, and with it, came a meteor shower that threatened to reduce humanity to nothing but rubble and debris. Earth's governments were thrown into chaos because of this, and many military units were deployed to protect the masses from what they could only assume to be the end of the world. Using the most advanced arsenal possessed by the various world military governments, the adverse effects of the meteor shower had been controlled to an incredible degree, protecting most of Earth's inhabitants from utter annihilation. There were countries that were destroyed, leaderships and citizens wiped from the face of the Earth. Reconstruction had to be done to bring the demolished landscapes back to their former glory. It seemed like everything had gone back to normal, however, that was far from the case. Months after the meteor shower incident, world renouned scientists dedicated their time to studying these strange crystalline meteorites. Years later, and something ground breaking had been discovered-abilities. These meteorites, they weren't actually meteorites, but crystals. Where they had come from was unknown and still being researched up till today. From the crystals came abilities that changed humanity forever. Those who could afford the crystals were fortuate enough to obtain strange powers from within. Fire, boulder, serpent, and many others. Many more years passed by, and more and more was being discovered about abilities and the crystals they came from. Everything seemed to be heading up after the phenomenon that nearly destroyed the Earth, but not everything was for the benefit of everyone. For many years, most were oblivious to the presence of abilities on Earth. It wasn't until an alien invasion occoured, that the information on abilities was made public. Strong ability users were needed to defend Earth against the Shales. The government, private and public corporations, and many others, they were all monetizing whatever crystals they could get their hands on, using it as a means of earning revenye from the populace. Those who were rich enough to purchase ability crystals could become ability users, while those who couldn't would simply remain as regular humans. Many rich families in the new world were able to obtain strong abilities for themselves and their children; the ones who would continue their lineage and glory once their parents are no more. In order to learn how to defend humanity from the invasion of the aliens, people from the ages of 16 were ordered to attend a military academy by the decree of the federal government of their respective countries. Failure to abide by this law was punishable by jail time. Kayden, a sixteen-year-old from a city known as Black Saber city. Having lost his parents at a very yoing age, he had to live with his single uncle and his cousin. Like many other teenagers his age, he desired to attend military school to learn how to fight against the Shales. However, being unable to afford an ability, his dreams of becoming powerful seemed like they would be crushed, but that all changed the day he had been given a system that allows him to unlock monsters by completing quests. On his path to evolve, he must face multiple challenges, complete quests and go on missions just to grow in strength. For in the current world, only the strong are regarded, while the weak are cast aside and forgotten. That was the general rule, the rule that governed everything that happened. From a crystal, came a power that changed his life. Now, he must do whatever it takes to save the people he loves and cares about. He must make sure that he doesn't loose the people he cares about once more.

In a realm caught between three forces, the fate of Tricadia lies in the hands of an unlikely hero--Aria Evergreen, a mortal from the quiet land of Gaiadom. With a heart fueled by a strong sense of justice and a yearning for belonging, Aria’s life changes forever when she sacrifice her freedom to protect her best friend, Lukas, after he steals a powerful artifact. What begins as a desperate act of loyalty thrusts Aria into the enchanting yet perilous world of Tricadia, where magical beings and hidden truths abound. There, she uncovers a startling truth, she is the bearer of the light--a force destined to mend the fractured realms. But with this gift comes a heavy burden, she is also the living embodiment of the Law Of Fairness, a divine decree demanding balance in all things. As Aria grapples with her newfound powers, she must confront the dark legacy of her origins, tied to a god banished for sowing chaos. Face with relentless enemies, dangerous alliances, and the weight of destiny, she must decide whether to embrace her role as a unifier or let the darkness within her tip the scales toward destruction. Tricadia’s fate rests on Aria’s choices, but can a mortal born of darkness truly restore peace?

In a world divided into realms, a thousand years of peace has been threatened. The Dark Lord Ignirath, once sealed away by the sacrifice of the powerful Aeonir, is stirring in the depths of the forgotten void. With the seal weakening, a new hope arises in the form of the Aetherborn—an individual chosen by fate, marked by the ancient Aetheris symbol. Bound by the ancient prophecy, the Aetherborn must awaken the power within themselves to reforge the Terminus Blade, a weapon capable of ending the reign of darkness once and for all. But as the realms tremble under the shadow of the Dark Lord’s return, new challenges arise, and not all is as it seems. In a world on the brink of chaos, the Aetherborn’s destiny is written, but the path to salvation is fraught with danger, betrayal, and dark forces that have been silently gathering strength for centuries. Will the Aetherborn rise to meet their destiny, or will the realms be consumed by darkness forever? The battle for the fate of the world begins now.

Rennia, is an Aspiring adventurer. Despite being over 20 and doing her best to study what she can, the The Living System hasn't graced her with a good class yet. Her given and chosen Class [Hayseed Jack, Level 10] Makes her a Jack of all trades, Master of fuck all. When she and a companion go on a simple quest, Her curiosity gets the best of her and she bears the consequences. After turning into a Futanari, she gets caught engaging in Sexual activities. It is quickly decreed that she be exile from tainting the village. Exile ends up being the best thing that happened to her.

A young boy with white hair and cold blue eyes was looking down on a corpse. As he was sitting on a throne made of skulls and bones... And the corpse he was looking at was the corpse of the end boss 'Aerial.' Yes, you've heard, right! The end boss! This story is about a gamer - weeb boy 'Elendur' who was/is the top player of Seraph-Erylsium! A new VRMMORPG that was released five years ago. After glory 5 years Elendur reached the 1000th level and also the end game. But as he reached the end game, the system granted him a book, and the name of the book was 'Seraph world-trophy.' (Seraph world-trophy! Description:???) "Huh, what's that? No description. Is there a bug? Or may a unique item?" .... Do you want a character who isn't a pussy? Do you want a story where the character isn't an idiot and think about consequences? Do you want a story about an mc who knows how to hold back and when not? You've searched for a novel about a necromancer who cant summon skeletons? Then my novel is might something for you! My novel won't have a pussy character who will hesitate! I will try to make the mc strong but not too strong, I will try to make the story satisfying, and I will try to listen to all your suggestions and tips. But of course, and the most important I will try to write flawlessly! (This novel is with a system that won't be annoying! I don't know about the length of my book, but I can tell you about each chapter's length. Each chapter will have about 800-1400 words plus-minus. And English is not my mother language, so I write extra much in this synopsis for you guys to decide if you like my way to write or not.) A/N: Idea of mine. Cover found on Pinterest if you are the cover's owner, tell me immediately, and I will take it down.

Who has not heard? Who does not know? There is a story of two lovers that has travelled the Continent. It is said that in his innocent youth, Rexander Leonard had given his heart to a strong, kind-hearted maiden from the Blue Mountains, his motherland. As a young boy with nothing, not even a name, he left in search of purpose. Gifted by the gods, his extraordinary talent and unyielding ambition took him on a path to greatness. The haughty men that used to mock him bowed their heads before his brutal strength and righteous heart. Befitting of his monstrous powers he was named the King of Warlords, a title that has not wavered since the day it was received. As luck would have it, Temple Cordelia had decreed that the nameless orphan boy turned champion of the people, Rexander Leonard, was in fact the lost son of a legendary knight, Alvastor Thorne, a Duke of the Empire and the Lord of Valkore, who perished in battle two decades ago. Thus making Rexander Leonard, a Prince of the Empire, the rightful heir of Valkore and the only surviving member of House Bhukam, a once prestigious and powerful family that ruled in the time of the Old Empire. He truly had everything then. Everything, except his heart- his Angel he left in the Blue Mountains. Alas the tides of time are cruel, unforgiving in their acts and relentless in their motions. The Blue Mountains had been torn apart by savages many years before his return, and all that remained were blackened, crooked trees and hungry wolves making it uninhabitable to humans and a breeding place for darkness. This was a sad tale; A tragic story of two childhood lovers, what was Lost in the Blue Mountains. However, time is as such that when one tale ends another begins. No matter how true his love was, that urged him to still search for his Angel, a man of his standing could not avoid marriage forever. “I do.” Two simple words that brought them together. The red string of fate between Princess Rayni Rose of House Valaria and the King of Warlords, Rexander Leonard had been tied together before the eyes of god. “You do not choose who you love.” Sealed their fates. Or did it? Rayni Rose proposed two years of partnership for a lifetime of freedom, Rexander contently agreeing. Then began their tale of two years where they dreamt of restoring the dying wastelands of Valkore into the once prosperous Island it had been in the time of the Old Empire. Old tales, family secrets and love, all get tangled with adventure and ambition as Rayni and Rexander work together to bring Valkore back to life. Destiny smiles as they walk misleading paths on familiar land. What will time bring to light? Afterall, those bound by fate always meet.

Born of a forbidden union, a god named Matrix found his destiny intertwined with the greatest war the realms had ever known. When the battle finally subsided, an unexpected burden fell upon him: the mantle of World King. He ruled with grim resolve, balancing order and sacrifice, his hands forever stained with the ichor of fallen gods. But even this hard-won peace was fragile. From the depths of Oblivion, a monstrous horde, imprisoned by his father's desperate act, clawed its way free, threatening to unravel all he had built. Against this encroaching darkness, Matrix stood defiant, but as a god without allies, his crusade seemed doomed from the start. Or so fate decreed. As defeat loomed, a hidden anomaly revealed itself: a tear in the fabric of time, offering a desperate escape through transmigration. Yet such power comes with a terrible price. How long can a god endure such trials? When will he succumb to despair, to the very darkness he seeks to vanquish? Will he shatter under the strain, becoming a harbinger of annihilation across the realms? Or might he, against all prophecy, find a spark of hope within the abyss and rise anew? * "Tell me what you saw," Matrix commanded, his voice edged with a desperate impatience. The Oracle chuckled, a dry, rustling sound that seemed to emanate from the very bones of the earth. A tremor ran through Se'mudara, prickling the skin on her arms. "I see dead people,"

Zeriel is a powerful CEO, a multi-billionaire known for his cold and ruthless demeanor, a man who has everything,except a heart open to love. To the world, he’s a shrewd businessman with no tolerance for weakness or attachment, but in truth, Zeriel hides a far darker secret. He is not human, but a hybrid of two fae lineages: one dark, one light. Born with ethereal wings and supernatural powers, he’s spent his life concealing his true identity, blending seamlessly into the human world. But Zeriel’s existence is shadowed by a curse: he is destined to die at thirty, a fate decreed at birth for being an “abomination” in the eyes of his people. To escape this grim destiny, Zeriel fled the fae realm and made a life among humans, focused solely on finding a way to break the curse. Love is not only unimportant to him; he believes it is a weakness, a trap for the foolhardy. Until he meets her: a human woman whose spirit challenges and infuriates him in equal measure. He despises her fiery resilience, her ability to see through his hardened exterior—but he is helplessly drawn to her, feeling emotions that had long ago turned to dust within him. As he battles his growing feelings, Zeriel is thrust into a dilemma. If he opens his heart to love, will he weaken himself and risk his only chance at survival? Or could this forbidden love hold the key to saving his life, transforming him into something his people could never imagine? Join Zeriel on a perilous journey where dark secrets unravel, battles are waged in both realms, and one love could alter the fate of two worlds. Will he defy his curse, or will his heart betray him when he needs it most?

For countless eons, the Ancient Battlefield Nexus has been the proving ground where the myriad races battle for supremacy. From the lowest mortals to the loftiest gods, no one escapes its grasp. When the golden scriptures descend upon humanity, their fate is sealed—war is no longer a choice but a decree. Born into poverty, Li Tianming is an orphan with nothing but his crippled aunt and his unyielding will. While others inherit powerful techniques from their clans, he struggles to survive. But destiny is not so kind—nor so cruel. On the eve of the Dragon Martial Competition, he awakens a power feared by all: the ability to devour the blood essence of other races and claim their strength as his own. Thrown into a universe teeming with spirit beasts, demons, immortals, and gods, Tianming embarks on a journey of slaughter and survival. With every foe he defeats, he unravels secrets long buried by time—secrets about the war, about the universe, and about himself. But in a war where even gods fall, where can a mere human go?

The Duskthrone Legacy "There are names that should never be spoken... and one who could name what even gods fear." The Duskthrone Dukedom—a name draped in shadows and sealed behind centuries of silence—stands as a throne untouched by time. The Duskthrone family, bound by a lineage older than kingdoms, carries powers whispered to be the remnants of something lost to the gods themselves. They are the Keepers of the Nameless Truths, those who defy the laws of existence with powers capable of rewriting reality itself. Few dare to question the Duskthrone bloodline, for those who do often find their very names erased from memory. Its heir, Asher Duskthrone, emerges from the depths of isolation, his existence a whispered legend among nobles, a secret buried beneath fear and reverence. Few have seen him. Fewer still dare to speak his name. Behind his cold, unreadable gaze lies something the world cannot fathom—a power neither wholly mortal nor bound by divine law. The Eidolon Pantheon, those who carved existence from the void, turn their eyes toward him from behind veils of eternity. There are laws even gods must obey... but there are older truths—nameless, formless—that stir beneath the surface of reality. Whispers speak of Genesis bound to Origin—a power both before creation and beyond it—buried within Asher's very soul. The blood of Duskthrone carries the weight of unwritten names, a force that could name what even gods fear... or erase what was never meant to exist. Yet even Asher himself is blind to what lies dormant within him—his power waiting, watching, bound by chains unseen until the moment the world forces him to awaken. There are ancient prophecies scattered across forgotten texts—verses forbidden by divine decree—hinting at a voice that will rise from mortal flesh. A voice that speaks not of what is, but of what could have been... and what should never be. Those who stand too close to him feel the pull of something they cannot name—an absence where existence frays at the edges. The gods watch in silence, bound by their own fear. What will happen when that voice begins to stir? When Asher Duskthrone speaks— The world will listen... and the gods will tremble. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Luo Fan, a 15-year-old prodigy, possessed a mysterious and incurable body condition—one that defied the comprehension of even the most esteemed healers. No one could diagnose its nature, nor could they prevent its inevitable outcome. At the age of 16, his life met an untimely end. Yet, in the instant of his death— "Ding!" A crisp, divine chime resounded through the boundless void of his consciousness. It was neither an illusion nor a mere sound, but an ethereal decree, carrying the weight of existence itself. Then, an omnipotent voice descended, reverberating through the depths of reality. [Supreme Invincible System Activated.] Its proclamation rippled through the fabric of all creation, infusing Luo Fan’s very essence with an undeniable force. [Granting Host: Omnipotence, Invincibility, Omniscience, Omnisapience, Transcendence, and limitless abilities beyond all comprehension.] The decree continued, echoing with an authority that even the cosmos dared not challenge. [Granting Host: Permission to Wish. Should the Host desire anything but choose not to act personally, the System shall fulfill the request in absolute accordance with his will.] And then, with a final, irrevocable pronouncement— [The Host is now the Invincible Being—the Omnipotent and Sole Ruler of All That Exists. Have fun.] At that moment, Luo Fan ceased to be a mere mortal. He became an entity beyond all limitations, an existence that surpassed even the concept of supremacy itself.

"What the fuck?! Kill God?! I get it but what's my reward?!" All Umbra ever wanted to do was to live a normal life, as a pseudo beggar and thief, prowling the streets of his new home, alongside his two friends. But clearly, Fate had other cruel plans in store for him. Umbra always knew that he was incredibly special in some way; he was some superlative magnet for bad luck. He'd thought that he could ignore all the quirky happenings by just fleeing from home. Umbra finds himself in a strange kingdom, worshipped and dreaded for bearing strange powers he know nothing about. Discovering yourself as the last descendant of a rare bloodline, famed for bloodshed and no existing shreds of humanity can be a tad unsettling. "Seriously...I beg to differ." But the worse is yet to come. Sure enough, a strange destiny is thrust upon him, an ancient decree passed down and misinterpreted to his previous ancestors. But in his turn, the prophecy is made pretty clear. To follow the path of Revenge and kill the most powerful being of all Time.

Humans have always been anchored to the earth, a decree from the god above all. Magic was deemed impossible, and deceit was always to be absent from the very fabric of reality. Yet, a loophole had been discovered. With the power of one's self and through the essence of languages that transcend humanity, anything had become within reach.

Zavier Alastair adalah bocah umur empat tahun yang selalu penasaran dengan dunia sekitarnya. Berlagak seperti detektif swasta yang kepo sama urusan tetangga, urusan mbak-mbak yang jualan es di daerah mereka, urusan ibu-ibu dan bapak-bapak yang jualan di pasar, urusan percintaan Bibi Soraya yang janda, urusan bebek-bebek yang biasanya nongkrong di taman bunga yang ada di belakang rumahnya, urusan Pak Kumis yang rajin panen semangka manis kesukaannya, sampai urusan kucingnya yang kadang kedapatan bermain sama kucing-kucing baru. Namun, ada satu hal yang paling bikin Zavie kepo, ...yaitu urusan kakaknya, Atlas Alastair. Kakaknya itu cakep, cool, jago olahraga, dan sangat pintar. Dia selalu juara umum di sekolah. Kakak-kakak cewek yang entah dari mana asalnya kadang tiba-tiba menghampiri Zavie dan minta tolong buat kirimkan salam untuk Kak Atlas. Kadang pula, yang mau disampaikan itu berupa surat, coklat, dan lain-lain, yang berujung coklatnya dimakan sama Zavie. Zavie kagum banget sama Kak Atlas, dia kakak yang keren! Akan tetapi, minusnya, sifat kakaknya itu begitu dingin. Bahkan dia jarang mau kalau Zavie ajak main, sampai-sampai Zavie harus cari tahu, nih, bagaimana caranya supaya dia bisa main dan dapat perhatian dari Kak Atlas. Detektif Zavie harus mulai berusaha dengan ekstra!

Kalau julukan 'Jomblo Ngenes' itu berwujudkan manusia, Gavinlah manusia sial itu. Gimana nggak, dari zaman sekolah sampai sekarang, masa iya nggak pernah deket sama cewek? Saking pemalu dan pendiamnya, dia bahkan jarang ngobrol sama cewek. Dia selalu sama Revan. Playboy kelas kerapu. Mancing sama Revan, travelling sama Revan, hiking sama Revan, pokoknya mainnya sama Revaaaan mulu, sampe kerja pun bareng Revan. Untung nggak homo. Minusnya, dia jadi ikutan rada-rada. Dia yang tipikal cowok lurus berkacamata, gara-gara bergaul sama Revan dari zaman sekolah, ya kelakuannya jadi kayak monyet, nyaris niruin Revan. Gavin yang kayak gini, mendadak dikejar-kejar sama cewek centil bernama Nadine, reaksinya gimana, ya? ****** Ini adalah spin-off dari ceritaku yang berjudul 'My Man'. Bercerita tentang Gavin, kakaknya Talitha, bersama dengan sohibnya yang bernama Revan. Buku ini ditulis dengan bahasa yang santai (tidak baku).

I dropped it cause it was rejected lmao [Genesis System rebooting after 76 years of inactivity.] [Administrator Slot: Vacant.] [New Administrator Confirmed:—] The screen flickers. For a moment, the letters distort—glitching between gold and blood-red. A name appears. [Administrator Confirmed:—Elias Vaughn.] A sharp ringing fills my ears. The name means nothing to me, but the system hesitates. The text wavers, blurring, like it’s… realizing its mistake. Then, the letters dissolve. [Administrator Identity Error.] [Correcting…] [New Administrator Confirmed: Christian Arkwright.] A cold shiver crawls down my spine. I open my eyes, and the world isn’t mine. My breath catches—too soft, too light. My limbs ache, but they feel… small? My fingers curl. Slender. Pale. Delicate. This isn’t my body. The floating screen pulses again, words forming in golden light. [Primary Abilities Bestowed:] Creation Magic Spatial Manipulation Magic? My mind stutters, but before I can process it, another notification flashes. [Warning: You are a Deviant.] [Deviants are to be executed by royal decree.] [Status: In Hiding.] I freeze. No second chances. No learning curve. The moment someone discovers my power, I die. Then, the screen flickers again—this time, the text warps on its own. The golden glow dims, and a final message, faint and fragmented, pushes through. [If you are reading this… you are the last.] My pulse pounds in my ears. A soft static hums in the air. [The world has forgotten me, but you must not forget what I left behind.] [Survive. Learn. And when the time comes… create hope again.] Then—so quiet it’s almost lost in the noise—comes a whisper. “Welcome back, Elias.” A pause. A hesitation. The system flicks as if to correct itself. “…Welcome back, Christian.”

Battered, injured, jaded and marvellously wreaked. Luis Lee was one of the powerful ability users during the chaotic time of the apocalypse but that was until he found himself reincarnated in a magical world full of hunks and gorgeously powerful moon elves.  At that moment he thought, "Let's live a slow slutty life, (b)itches!" These long-eared hotties needed him for something and the new moon elf lord was determined to do nothing. However, an obnoxious system was added into the mix saying that he is reincarnated in a world of a book. System administrator: This world will usher an Apocalypse after a decade. So enjoy your stay (b)itch. Few days old moon elf lord: Will I ever get a proper rest? A story of a perverted soul who just wanted to get laid starts now. Author's Note: Bearers are another gender of the moon elves. They have PP but has the ability to 'bear children'. This concept is practically like an omegaverse- minus the heat. This is my first ever novel. :) The book cover is a commissioned art made by Kanl Art. Paid by the Author using all the love that the beloved readers gave to this book! Hihihi! Do not use without Author's permission. Contact me @ https://discord.gg/M6N3nDkA

From a mere court lady to the esteemed Empress, the world believed that Emperor’s heart belonged solely to Ning Wanyin. Yet, none knew better than Ning Wanyin herself—the treacherous path she tread was fraught with deception and peril, and her unyielding vigilance was the only reason she remained unscathed. The reborn Consort Tang: In my past life, I perished at her hands. This time… I shall turn foe into friend! I’ve died once—do I not know my own odds against her? The transmigrated Consort Wei: I ask not for love, only for wealth and power! This woman is destined for the Empress Dowager’s throne—cling to her, and prosperity shall follow! The heroine: Caution, caution, and more caution. (**Trigger warning: Not a one-on-one romance. A grand heroine’s tale, brimming with palace intrigue and a vivid ensemble cast.**)

In a world where justice and injustice endlessly clash for dominance across the three realms, Vera—a gifted Aetherial student wielding fire, illusions, and the power to manipulate emotions—seeks to reshape the system, bringing the corrupt to their knees. The upcoming Academy Tournament presents the perfect opportunity to prove her worth. This annual event, reserved for top-ranking Aetherial students, pushes competitors to their limits in a series of high-stakes battles. The reward? A coveted place among the Seraphs—the divine beings who govern the realms. But when Vera is denied her chance at ascension, she refuses to accept fate’s decree. Determined to carve her own path to divinity, her once-noble desire to change the world warps into an unrelenting obsession to cleanse it. As her descent begins, Vera becomes painfully aware of the chaos she leaves in her wake—both the suffering and the salvation. Yet, if securing a better future means embracing the role of the villain, then so be it. After all, history is written by those strong enough to shape it.