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Souls Who Transmigrated

Tahun 2126, di Negara Exlish, sistem Meritokrasi Terkendali mengatur seluruh aspek kehidupan warganya melalui hukum bernama The Exlish Codex. Di tengah kemegahan Kota Perak, tempat para Elite dan teknokrat hidup dalam kemewahan, ketimpangan sosial tumbuh subur, memisahkan mereka dari rakyat Kalangan Bawah. Varro Lazas, seorang remaja dari lapisan masyarakat terbawah di kota bernama Kota Perak, berhasil masuk ke Akademi Nethera berkat program beasiswa yang langka. Namun, keberadaannya di Akademi Elite ini bukanlah anugerah—melainkan ujian hidup yang perlahan menggerus identitas dan kepercayaannya. Varro membawa api kemarahan yang tersembunyi di balik sikap tenangnya, menyimpan kebencian terhadap sistem yang menginjak harga diri orang-orang sepertinya. Di tengah tekanan sosial dan pengawasan konstan, Varro mulai mendengar suara misterius dalam benaknya—Ethan Darwin, jiwa asing dari dunia lain yang memegang prinsip keadilan yang sangat kuat. Yang akan membantu Varro dapam perjalanannya mencari kebebasan bagi setiap individu. Sementara itu, tokoh-tokoh lain—seperti William Hernios, ketua OSIS; Lana Qruss, siswi terpandang dengan peringkat pertama dalam akademik; dan Tico Hevios, sahabat Varro—menjadi bagian dari pusaran perubahan yang secara perlahan namun pasti, mulai mengguncang tatanan Negara Exlish. Saat ketegangan sosial meningkat dan batas antara pikiran dan kenyataan mulai kabur, Varro dihadapkan pada pilihan sulit: tunduk dan bertahan di sistem yang membunuh impian, atau menjadi pengganggu yang bisa menjungkirbalikkan segalanya. *Karya Original, bukan terjemahan* *Bad Writing*
Faust_Zero · 4.5K Views

At the Edge of the Abyss

The continent of Terrazir is etched upon an endless sea, a land of hills that roll like waves, mountains that scrape the sky, and prairies that seem to stretch on forever. Here, the history of clans and kingdoms has been written with the blood of the innocent and the lament of the victors. Right at its heart, Zhailon rises, a kingdom of imposing walls and the home from which, it is said, the mightiest warriors are born. For many, to belong to Zhailon is a herald of power and ambition. For young Aiden, however, it was once simply his world, the place where his future as a distinguished student at the Eilhart Academy was just beginning to blossom. But one fateful night, everything changed. In a single, tragic confrontation, the world Aiden knew shattered into pieces. Condemned, his Svalthren blood a shadow that weighed heavier than any trial, he was cast into the desolate silence of the Hollow Bastion. Fifteen years passed there, and with them, hope vanished almost entirely. It was then, with the coronation of a new king, Veilon Thalmyr, that an unexpected order twisted his fate once more. Aiden was pulled from the darkness, not to find the freedom he longed for, but to be placed in the service of the King's new elite forces, under the gaze and command of the dangerous Angellon Norvel. Now, back in a world that recognizes him only as the ghost of a crime, Aiden finds himself on a path fraught with peril. Bound by a duty he did not choose, to a king he distrusts and a commander whose true motives are a mystery, the echoes of his past cry out for vengeance. But the future, uncertain and menacing, seems to demand that he become someone entirely different. Will Aiden allow himself to be consumed by the bitterness of all that was taken from him? Or can he find, amidst the rubble of his former life, the strength to face what comes, and perhaps, just perhaps, forge a new path? His journey unfolds... At the Edge of the Abyss.
Ren_GV · 11.2K Views

The Bride of The Abyss

The Princess of Aetherion, Philia, was born of light—an angel raised with the hope of becoming an Arch Angel. But fate had other plans. To secure peace between realms, she was offered in marriage to the King of the Abyss, Azazel—a demon of darkness, power, and cruelty. She never deserved such a fate, and yet she bore it with grace. For the sake of her people, she left behind her home, her wings of light… and her dreams. The Abyss devours all that enters it. And Azazel seemed to enjoy watching her fall. But peace was never what he wanted. He didn’t marry her for peace. He married her because she was his ------------ “Hush,” he whispered into her ear. Tears spilled freely from her closed eyes. She didn’t dare to open them—not with his breath on her neck, not with his darkness pressing against her so completely. And still… she endured. “Stop crying, Princess,” Azazel murmured. “Let’s enjoy the night.” He wrapped her in his arms like a hunter claiming a dove from its cage. Her wings trembled, pinned beneath the weight of his hold. She fought to move, to resist—her breath sharp, her body tense—but his strength didn’t falter. He never let go. Not now. Not ever. One hand slid over her waist, firm, possessive, reverent. The other tilted her chin upward, forcing her tear-stained face into the dim light—where every demon present could see what she had become. “Let me in, my bride,” he whispered, brushing his lips against her ear. Power bloomed—dark and suffocating—surging against her defenses like a tide. It coiled inside her, trying to consume her, force her body to surrender. But she resisted. Her light did not break. Not yet. “Still so stubborn,” Azazel muttered, amused. His voice was low with something more than hunger. “Let them watch, Philia. Aetherion is watching. This is your only chance… to show them who you truly are.” His hand moved again, grazing over her skin like the curse. His grip tightened. "What you are... is mine."
raen_ · 1.8K Views
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