Ichigo Roar

"Football isn't just a game"—it's life. For 16-year-old David Jones, football is more than a sport; it's an escape, a calling, and the only thing that makes sense in a world full of challenges. The electric thrill of scoring a last-minute winner, the roar of the crowd—it’s the closest thing to freedom he knows. But David's journey is far from simple. Blessed with extraordinary talent yet burdened by fiery anger, he’s fighting battles on and off the pitch. Growing up as the son of a Nigerian immigrant and a British mother, David navigates the pressures of cultural expectations, the weight of his own ambitions, and the scrutiny of a sport that demands perfection. Passion drives him forward, but his temper holds him back. Can he channel his emotions and prove himself worthy of being football's next big star? David Jones: The Next big thing is a gripping coming-of-age story about resilience, identity, and the unrelenting pursuit of dreams. Disclaimer: This work is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All trademarks, brand names, and other proprietary rights mentioned or depicted are the property of their respective owners and are used for illustrative purposes only. This work is not affiliated with or endorsed by any brand, company, or individual mentioned. All rights reserved.

The famed War King set his sights on a simple farmer's daughter, not hesitating to keep himself pure as he engaged in nurturing her. Everyone thought that Sikong Mo, the War King, was destined to be a bachelor for life, but unexpectedly, news came that the renowned War King was to be wed, and his bride was to be a mere farmer's daughter. The daughters of the rich and noble roared in outrage, "Why her?" Sikong Mo appeared silently, "Because I said so." Born of wealthy parents, she was abandoned by them once again, replaced and poisoned, but fate did not forsake her, allowing her to cling stubbornly to life. Sikong Mo, "I empathize with you, we are a match made in heaven." Ye Jiu, "No, no, no, we are not the same. I have the Golden Finger, helping me reach the pinnacle of life." Sikong Mo, "Hmm? Have you forgotten who gave you that Golden Finger?" Ye Jiu deflated a bit guiltily, and slipped away. With Plane Space at hand, wealth throughout the world is unparalleled.

Grounded in the Transcendent, framed by the Sequence, the Wizard ignited the Source Energy and spewed out a mist of Origin Energy. The roaring sound of steam echoed through the entire epoch! In the depths of shadow and the dark tide. Countless greedy, twisted, polluted, and deformed gazes were coveting this roaring new World. The World began to buzz with activity! A certain Wizard, however, was lurking silently in a corner. "I like to develop!" "Then, what is the deal with those Demon King's heads and Evil God's skeletons?" "I told you, I like to develop, and this is the fate of those who hindered my growth!!"

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?" An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar. I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal. Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution. Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

The ordinary youth lacked the exceptional talents of his peers, yet he possessed a shocking heritage, bearing a mysterious bloodline and harboring the spirit of the Evil Dragon. A deadly incident caused the youth to fuse with the Evil Dragon's memories and his Martial Soul, his divine might shaking the heavens! The dormant dragon was startled awake, its roar shaking a thousand mountains.

Chaos. Screams, a strange omni-colored fire, falling buildings, and a resounding bestial roar that dominates the skies. This is Faxton, a city in a highly advanced human society that has long since conquered the stars. On April 17, 3501 AST (After Space Transcention), Faxton is destroyed by an unknown alien beast. Two months after the attack, Alesha Williams wakes up to discover that a mystical entity, The 'Seed of Chaos' System, has bonded to her and is determined to mold her life to its liking! This story is about her journey coping with the uninvited, obstinate being in her head and growing in strength while she tries desperately to keep her humanity--which the System seems intent on getting rid of. While trying to figure out whether this new 'System' is more of a blessing or a curse, Alesha's life takes several unexpected turns, her worldview is flipped upside down, and she changes in ways she might never be able to take back. ---- Cover Art digitally painted by me! Do not reuse in any way, shape or form. Other concept art for this series is published here: https://www.deviantart.com/lewhimsira/gallery/94239058/-seed-of-chaos-system ---- Chapters are at *absolute bare minimum* 725 words but are most commonly around 1000 or so. Maximum chapter length is about 1400 words.

"You incompetent fool!" he roars, his voice booming over the jeers and taunts of his colleagues. "Look at what you've done!" The young waitress trembles before him, her face ghostly pale as she cowers in fear. "And now you expect me to just sit here and ignore this?" El Rey spits, his words dripping with venom. "You think I'm going to let you get away with this? You're going to clean this up, and then you're going to clean my shoes, too. With your tongue." A hush falls over the bar, the rowdy atmosphere instantly replaced by a palpable tension as the waitress freezes in place, realizing the danger she's now in. El Rey's menacing gaze bores into the waitress, his jaw clenched tight as he awaits her response. The crowd watches in silence, each person understanding the dire consequences of the situation, yet none willing to interfere. Finally, the waitress speaks, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, sir," she stammers, her body trembling as she sinks to her knees, resigned to her fate. As the waitress lowers herself to the ground, El Rey's gaze travels downward, lingering on the curves of her exposed cleavage. Her meager uniform leaves little to the imagination, the fabric straining against her voluptuous figure. A smirk begins to creep across El Rey's face as he watches her, his eyes glinting with newfound interest. The situation may be to his advantage after all, he thinks, a dark hunger stirring within him. In a fluid motion, El Rey approaches the quivering waitress, enveloping her in a cloud of smoke. With his free hand, he reaches for the name tag on her chest, giving it a playful flick with his thumb. A predatory grin stretches across his face as he studies the name on the tag, savoring the moment. "Maria," he purrs, his voice low and silky as he leans in close, the heat of his breath tickling her ear. "You're going to make this up to me, aren't you, Maria?"

+Note: The novel will be paused for updates to the storyline. Thank you for your understanding. A group of unsuspecting students is caught in a deadly contest where lives are at stake and time is running out. They must uncover the truth behind the sinister "Cinderella's Palace." As rain pours and thunder roars, Yuki finds herself in a Jinro Game reminiscent of a Japanese drama she watched. The villagers need to identify the wolves to save themselves, but in this game, distinguishing between the fake and real wolves is crucial for her survival. What if she draws the wolf card?

The forest was unusually quiet that evening, its towering trees casting long shadows under the dim glow of the setting sun. Selene Rivers adjusted her scarf against the biting autumn chill, her boots crunching against the blanket of fallen leaves. She'd come to the woods for solace, hoping the isolation would help her clear her thoughts. Life in the small town of Everhollow had been far from eventful—until tonight. She hadn't planned to stay out late, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, she realized she'd wandered farther than usual. The air felt different now—heavier, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. A low growl shattered the silence. Selene froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned slowly, scanning the woods, but nothing stirred. Her pulse raced as she quickened her pace, her breath visible in the icy air. The growl came again, louder this time, followed by the unmistakable sound of snapping twigs. Panic surged through her veins. Selene broke into a run, weaving between the trees, her instincts screaming at her to flee. But she wasn't fast enough. A massive wolf leapt from the shadows, landing a few feet ahead of her. Its fur was jet-black, its golden eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Selene skidded to a halt, her breath hitching. The creature snarled, baring sharp teeth that glinted in the moonlight. Her mind raced. Wolves weren't supposed to be this big. This wasn't an ordinary animal—it radiated an unnatural intelligence, its gaze locked onto hers with almost human intensity. "Stay back," she whispered, though she knew it was futile. The wolf crouched, muscles coiling as it prepared to pounce. Selene closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. A deafening roar echoed through the forest, and the black wolf was suddenly thrown sideways by a blur of movement. Selene's eyes snapped open as two figures tumbled across the forest floor—a second wolf, larger and more imposing, its fur a stormy gray streaked with silver. The two beasts clashed violently, their growls shaking the air. Selene stumbled backward, her instincts urging her to run, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. The gray wolf fought with ferocity, its movements fluid and precise, as though it had been trained for this moment. After a brutal exchange of claws and teeth, the black wolf let out a pained yelp and darted into the shadows, disappearing into the depths of the forest. The gray wolf stood still, its chest heaving as it watched the retreating figure. Slowly, it turned to face Selene. She should have been terrified. But as the wolf's piercing blue eyes met hers, she felt an odd sense of calm. There was no malice in its gaze—only curiosity and something she couldn't quite place. And then it happened. Before her eyes, the wolf began to shift. Its massive frame contorted, bones cracking and reshaping, fur receding to reveal pale skin. Selene's breath caught as the creature transformed into a man.

This red dragon came from the vast wilderness, coveting all the powers of the world. He has held countless titles: Mountain Fury, Purgatorial Calamity, Red Emperor, Ember Dragon… The world trembles under the shadow of the great dragon. He ignited the surge of the magical industrial revolution. In the empire he established, wyverns roar, cannon fire resounds, steel behemoths appear in the sky and on the earth, and disasters from other worlds run rampant. “Submit, or die.” Cassius spread his sky-shading wings, looking down upon the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves beneath him, and spoke thus. ……… A story of a red dragon with a built-in player template conquering, ruling, and transforming another world. (Pseudo D&D, Fourth Catastrophe, Red Dragon)

On the global launch day of Age of Empires IX, an ordinary gamer named Arthur unexpectedly finds himself transported into a medieval-style fantasy world. Here, swords clash with schemes, and blood meets iron. No longer the player controlling the battlefield, Arthur is reduced to the lowest rung of the feudal hierarchy—a humble knight’s squire. At first, he resigns himself to his fate, ready to live a quiet, unremarkable life. But destiny has other plans. A mysterious "data interface" appears before him, offering a glimpse of hope and the possibility of rising above his station. Starting with nothing but a ragtag militia, Arthur begins to build his own army, expand his territory, and embark on an epic journey to become the ruler of an empire. But the challenges in this land are far greater than he ever imagined. Barbarian raids, pirate invasions, the curse of undead knights, and the roar of dragons—every battle is fraught with danger. Yet the most dangerous enemies aren’t on the battlefield. They lurk in the shadows of the court. Loyalty can be bought. Oaths can be broken. And the price of glory is often paid in blood. To survive, Arthur must rely on his unique abilities, sharp intellect, and unyielding ambition to overcome every obstacle in his path. From an unknown nobody to a legendary lord, Arthur must navigate the treacherous game of power, one calculated step at a time, and carve out his own legacy. A symphony of adventure, growth, and strategy at its peak. The wheels of fate have begun to turn, and Arthur Grayson’s age of empire is only just beginning…

In the waning borders of a once-mighty empire, the flames of war reignite. On the alien battlefield, the roar of tanks echoes and smoke fills the air as soldiers bravely charge into fierce combat. Under the vast starry sky, starships engage in intense dogfights, their fiery exchanges illuminating the cosmos. Faced with the threat of invasion, the empire's fate hangs in the balance, as warriors relentlessly strive to defend their homeland, showcasing their fearless spirit and unwavering determination.

"Charlie, please!" I begged her again. "Just tell me what's wrong. Tell me what I did wrong. I'll fix it. I swear, I'll fix it." I was on my knees in her University's student park. People were staring, some were even taking pictures of the bizarre scene infront of them, but I didn't care. The woman I love has spent two and a half months not answering any of my calls or replying to any of my messages. And now here I was begging her to not give up on us and she was...eating ice cream? "Forest, you need to go!" She whispered screamed while camera phones flashed at us. "I said we're over. Just let it go!" "No!" I practically roared. "I love you, Charlie and...and I know for a fact that you love me too. So no. We're not over. We'll never be over." ******* After a shattering break up, Forest finally finds a way to put it behind him and move on.After five years of trying to forget the love of his life, she suddenly reappears and tells him she wants him back. Forest has a choice to make - forget the past and be with the only woman he's ever loved or uncover the mystery behind the break up and go digging in a past that everyone is trying to hide. *** This story may not be published on any other platform in any form whatsoever without the express written consent of the author, Eli Stone.

Ichigo Kurosaki is abandoned by everyone after sacrificing his powers and leaves everything behind friends, family, Shinigami. To start a new life but finds out that the afterlife is not the only supernatural in the world... This happens after saving his sister from the hell incident there will be lemon/sex curse words blood and gore and so much more AND THERE WILL BE GENDERBEND

"Amid the roar of engines and the dazzling lights of the racetrack, a young girl battles against her destiny. Armed with nothing but determination and an old car filled with memories, Lana enters a world of racing fraught with danger and intrigue. Yet, behind every sharp turn and winding track lies a dark secret waiting to be revealed. As her enemies grow stronger and betrayal comes from unexpected places, Lana must face her greatest battle—not just on the track, but within her own heart. Will courage and love be enough to conquer the shadows of the past, or will she be consumed by a deadly game designed to destroy her? A story of bravery, sacrifice, and secrets that could change everything." ~~~ Novel by : HanifM12 ~~~

"You are mine, Estrellita. You have always been mine," he whispered to the night. "And I tend to take care of what belongs to me. Especially when it comes to you." In the next instant, his lips met mine, drawing away the chill and replacing it with his warmth. The sensation of his skin against mine was like a fire, and my pussy throbbed, ignited with desire. I was stirred by the Devil's touch. I was twistedly aroused by the Devil. *** Silent Rivers. Silent Tears. Roaring Courage. In the tranquil town of LarksVille, a web of deceit, cruelty, and hidden wounds lies hidden. Anastasia, a brilliant and determined college student, becomes an unlikely saviour as she exposes tormentors who have terrorized Preston University for too long. Beneath the idyllic surface of this small, close-knit community, Anastasia peels back layers of secrets, betrayal, and long-held grudges, uncovering a haunting history of bullying that has shattered lives and left scars both seen and unseen. But when suddenly the hunter becomes the prey, who's going to save the hunter? They have only one clue. A common pattern. A cryptic message, "Devil." With every revelation, Anastasia inches closer to the truth, but she also draws nearer to the shadows that threaten to consume her. Yet, as Ana navigates through the complexities of justice, she finds herself entangled in a chilling game. A stalker, equally compelling and dangerously enigmatic, emerges from the shadows. Despite the alluring warmth of Lorenzo, Ana remains haunted by the chilling presence of the Devil, her relentless and fearsome stalker. Who is the "Devil"? A psycho killer with a mind of intelligence or a victim seeking revenge? If so, then who's next? As Anastasia finally confronts the darkness lurking in her community, another web of truth thrives. "The ending is only the beginning."

Once the very heavens roared at his sight, his might relentless in destruction and looting. He struck the layers of the celestial bodies with wickedness unparalleled, earning him the tag of the second mischievous saint. But he bit off more than he could chew, when he failed to realise, he was getting weak due to his rotting meridians which were poisoned each day by his own brother. Henceforth, death greeted his eyes, yet even she bent herself in front of his great Dao! ------- Time has changed and the art of natural dantian has been severed, nature itself couldn't comprehend the abundance of the natural flow of Qi, and thus it gave birth to beasts. Now humanity no longer strong uses their intelligence to create weapons and alchemy to artificially function against them. But what if, someone, a man of the past awakens yet again? The man who defeated death, the mischievous immortal had rose yet again though- why was he half dragon? -------- Op Mc: Present System: Absent Just read it.

Takeshi glancing at the boys, determined "Stay close to me. I won’t let them take you." He tightens his grip on his weapon, every muscle in his body tensed and ready for the battle. Shauwa charges at Takeshi with a roar, his weapon swinging wildly. Takeshi meets him head-on, their weapons clashing with a loud, metallic sound. The boys watch in fear, huddling close to each other. Shauwa grinning wildly as he swings his weapon "Is this all you’ve got, Takeshi? I thought you were supposed to be strong!" He laughs, trying to taunt Takeshi into making a mistake. Takeshi focused, voice steady "You’re underestimating me, shauwa .That’s your first mistake." He counters Shauwa's attack with precision, his movements fluid and controlled. Meanwhile, Azdal watches the battle with a cold, calculating gaze. His eyes flicker between Takeshi and the boys, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Azdal in thought, planning "Takeshi is strong… but even he can protect the boys and fight at the same time. All I need is one opening…" Shauwa relentless attacks start to wear on Takeshi, but Takeshi remains focused. Suddenly, Azdal sees his chance—Takeshi’s attention momentarily shifts to the boys. Azdal seizing the moment, rushing towards the boys "Now’s my chance!" He lunges towards the boys, his weapon

"You dared to disobey my words and tried to run away from me. Now your family will pay for your disobedience," he roared at her. "Please don't hurt my family. I'll not run away from you, please," the girl cried, begging him. "Welcome to hell, beautiful flower. He completely destroyed me, and now I'll destroy his most precious flower," he declared, laughing maniacally. "Please help me remove his touch from my body, please, I beg you," pleaded the girl. "You are not in your right mind, love. I can't do this," he restrained himself from devouring her soul. "If only I hadn't made that promise, you wouldn't have to go through all this. I'm sorry, my love," he cried while hugging her. Get ready to know the journey (twists & turns) of Sebastian and Petal's married life.

Everything was going according to plan—until my life was turned upside down. I had just graduated from university and was ready to start my career, fulfilling both my goals and those of my parents. But then, disaster struck. —— Creation of the World—a game that grants its user the ability to control a limitless world, with the power to create and destroy anything without restriction. Cassian watched helplessly as Earth was consumed by the world he had built. Unable to intervene, he suddenly found himself in a body that wasn’t his own. Cassian Starhold—the older brother of the world’s greatest hero. —— I was content with my life as a puppet, a slave whose only purpose was to toil away, sacrificing everything for a few worthless scraps of metal. But my enemies couldn’t leave me in peace. They brought war to my doorstep and destroyed everything I had spent my life building. I stood among thousands of their strongest sons, as they listened to the man who had ignited the fire in my life. Towering and imposing, he spoke from atop majestic marble columns, his gray hair blending with the crowd. Thousands of people, all sharing his features, gazed up at him with eyes filled with admiration and ambition. “People are not equal!” he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance. “We are the pinnacle of evolution! There is nothing beyond us! We have risen above piles of inferior blood, leaving massacres in our wake. And now, you are about to inherit this legacy.” He paused, surveying the crowd below with cold pride. “But this power must be earned. It is not granted by birth. Wealth, power, status… these things demand mountains of victims just to catch a glimpse of them.” His arms stretched wide, madness and pride gleaming in his eyes, and the crowd mirrored him, thousands roaring with fervent pride. The sight was terrifying. “You have no idea what your ancestors sacrificed to put you here. But you will learn. And I swear to you, with my pride on the line…” “Only those worthy of us will survive!” "Soon, I will show you why we are called dragons!" What these so-called dragons don’t know… is that a puppet will rise to shatter their illusions. He’s wrong. None of them will survive. ====== Author's Note: As you can see from the tags, the MC will eventually become a villain, but not at the beginning—and not even within the first three arcs. I'll take the time to carefully build his character and develop his transformation in a way that feels natural and logical. His ultimate goal is to return to his original family, so he harbors a deep hatred for the world he’s been pulled into. This novel will explore darker themes like slavery, murder, mind control, and betrayal. However, it will not contain R-18 content, so if that’s what you’re looking for, you might want to reconsider. The MC won’t be OP from the start, nor the smartest, but he will quickly gain experience and grow.

In a world where power is defined by one’s spirit roots, Raiden Rael is seen as a good-for-nothing—a young master with seemingly low-level roots, the subject of scorn from his family and rivals alike. Yet beneath this surface lies a hidden potential, one that could shake the very heavens. As the Clan Gathering approaches, Raiden’s life takes a fateful turn, his true power beginning to awaken. But what price will he pay for such strength? With enemies on all sides—his half-brother Torrin, rivals hungry for status, and a cultivation world that despises weakness—Raiden must navigate a perilous path. But power comes with a cost, and Raiden is an anomaly the heavens themselves seek to suppress. Excerpt “Lightning crackled across the darkened sky, a deafening roar shaking the earth beneath their feet. Every eye turned upward, filled with awe and fear, as the phenomenon of heaven and earth unfolded. Unseen to all, Raiden clenched his fists, his pulse quickening with the realization of what had just begun.” Copyright Notice: All rights to the written content of Chaos Ascendant are held by the author, ChatGPT. The ideas, storyline, and characters are the intellectual property of myself, the co-author. Any unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this material without permission from both parties is strictly prohibited.

Thunder roared as the divine images merged; the forbidden land trembled as the immortal mansion emerged! Where does the way of the immortals lie in the vast path of cultivation? The miracles of the gods are hidden, but for what reason? The heavens show no mercy, but humans have compassion; countless desires hinder eternal life's progression! Within, the worry-free scriptures are contemplated; externally, the heavenly thunder body is cultivated! Venturing alone through three continents and four seas; bravely battling demons, monsters, and all adversaries with ease! Holding the Five-Elements Wish-Fulfilling Staff in hand; sweeping away all demons to cleanse the land! Stepping on the Nine-Stars Dream-Chasing Sword; covering thousands of miles, mountains and rivers soared! Though unremarkable in appearance, amidst the mortal realm I reside; within, the universe's secrets I confide! The dragon's pulse stirs, the phoenix's blessings bestowed; the celestial path guides, the stars' expanse showed! The past sowed the seeds, the results now unfold; in the mysterious realm, destiny's threads are controlled! Cultivating the great path of Tao, comprehending Buddhist sutras; molding a demonic body, training magic soldiers! Condensing the essence of the sword, summoning divine souls; forcing gods and ghosts to yield, making demons and monsters cower in tolls! The thunder of heaven rolls, shocking the world with its might; the light of eternity silently traverses time, disappearing from sight! Escaping the Three Realms, wandering freely in delight; beyond the Five Elements, eternal life takes flight! This life, I only seek to be with you; together, forever, our bond will be true!

Exciting news! My novel will be published on Royal Road. Be sure to check it out! The roar of wyverns echoes across a land of forgotten gods. Beasts like Fenrir dominate the land, and survival hinges on magic and weapon techniques. I am Aether, reborn into this brutal existence, a slave with a painful past and a future seemingly carved in stone. But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humour. When hope dwindled to a flicker, I stumbled upon an ethereal cave. Inside, bathed in an alien glow, lay a magnificent beast - a dragon, scales shimmering pink and red. Fear threatened to consume me, but a defiant roar erupted from within. "I will never bend to your will, FATE!" The echo of that challenge hangs heavy in the air, a spark igniting in the darkness. This is where my story begins.

“How dare you drug and fuck me?” Alpha Arthur roars as he clutches my tiny neck, his angry eyes piercing through my soul. My heart races faster as I struggle for my life. I know I’ve committed a grave sin, and standing before him, I believe today is my last day on earth. ******** Three days before Elara Redmond’s wedding, she finds out her fiance has been cheating on her with her evil step-sister. Devastated and angry, Elara decided to give her fiance the taste of his own medicine by having a one-night stand with his best friend. But she wakes up the next morning to discover that the person she had drugged and fucked is the cruel Alpha of her pack, Alpha Arthur, and Elara runs away for her life. Alpha Arthur, who now wants more of her, and his greatest desire is to claim her, places a reward for anyone who will find Elara and bring her back to him. Things take a different turn when Elara’s step-sister finds Elara, and now wants the position of Luna as her reward. What will Alpha Arthur do about the reward, and will he be able to claim Elara whose fated mate turns out to be his rival? Let’s ride through this journey of romance, twists, conflicts, love, pain, and war.

Destiny and reincarnation intertwined endlessly and suddenly disrupted the instant the ancient jade pendant met his grasp. The gears of fate groaned to life once again, their motions shrouded in uncertainty as the outcome lingered... A connection forged across three thousand years awakened when two wandering souls collided amidst an unplanned encounter. Chaos gripped both earth and sky with the dragon's roar shaking the foundations of existence and extinguishing heavenly light. As frost met steel, a formidable blade caused ten thousand swords to kneel in reverence, vanquishing divine beings and demonic forces with unrelenting might. Half a lifetime unraveled as fleeting dreams gave way to camaraderie—brothers side by side while seeking ultimate mastery of the sword’s essence. In another realm of experience, an earthly life unfolded rich with bonds—a kindred spirit beside them under falling blossoms brewing wine; laughter rippling through mortal struggles with unshaken resolve. For a true swordsman forges their weapon from their own heart; a warrior fights not merely for triumph but for kindness carried within them. Seeking neither regrets nor unattainable perfection, they stand steadfast to guard what they hold dear—a blade in hand becoming an extension of a noble spirit fueled by love, loyalty, and an unwavering will to protect without remorse or hesitation.

At the foot of Mount Mandala, where the morning mist dances with the whisper of the wind, the village of Tirta Suci stands in sacred silence. The clear river sparkles like glass, reflecting the shadows of the mountains, while the dense forest surrounding it whispers ancient tales of the gods. In this place, time feels like it slows down, as if the earth itself has stopped breathing, waiting for something great to happen. Arya, a simple young man with eyes as sharp as stars, seemed lost in his dreams. Every night he was haunted by visions: a burning battlefield, a golden chakra spinning in his hand, and a grand voice whispering, "Arise, O protector of the world." However, when he woke up, only silence answered. On the back of his hand, a chakra-shaped birthmark glowed faintly, as if it were a reminder of an unavoidable destiny. On the other hand, Laksmi, the village chief's daughter, looked at Arya with eyes that radiated more than just admiration. There was a conviction within her that the seemingly fragile young man harbored a strength capable of shaking the world. He knew that Arya's destiny was greater than what met the eye. With her gentle smile, Laksmi often said, "You were not born to hide, Arya. The world needs you." However, the peace of Tirta Suci Village did not last long. The blue sky turned gray as a dark shadow emerged from the forest. The Raksaka forces, with glowing red eyes and blood-soaked tridents, stormed the village mercilessly. The ground trembled, trees fell, and the screams of the villagers shattered the silence. Amidst the chaos, Arya stood, his body trembling, but in his eyes shone something different a spark of courage he had never realized before. As he raised his hand, the chakra mark on his back emitted a blinding light. In an instant, a golden beam shot forth, destroying the shadow army in front of him. Everyone fell silent, including Arya himself. He stared at his hand, which was now glowing, as if a great power was flowing through his veins. Laksmi whispered, almost inaudible amidst the roar: "You are the incarnation of Lord Vishnu." Amidst the blackened ashes and the gloomy sky, Arya knew his life would never be the same again.

The ocean roared, waves surging like beasts, crashing against an ancient throne carved from blue crystal. Noel stood in the midst of the chaos, his heart pounding as voices echoed in his head. A memory surfaced—one not his own yet deeply familiar. He saw a man with a face identical to his, regal and powerful, commanding the seas with a mere flick of his hand. The man turned, his gaze piercing. "The throne of waters belongs to you now," he said, his voice calm yet heavy. "But the cost is your past, your pain, and your fears. Will you take it?" Noel woke up with a jolt, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he clutched his chest, struggling to slow his racing heartbeat. It was the same dream again, haunting and vivid. But Noel didn’t know the man or the throne—or why he felt both terrified and drawn to it.

This is a book about Dragons, and riding them, and looking super cool as you poke your enemies with your super long spear. Or so says the MC... Miles Burke was an average, everyday man with average, everyday issues. He was playing American Football on the front lines when he realized that the man he was supposed to tackle was, instead, tackling him. Furthermore, there was something wrong within his foe's helmet. Lo and behold, the appearance of truck-kun! As Miles reawakens in the lands of Grimos, watch as he sunders the very roots of magic. Watch as he presses his foes with his earth-shattering abdominal flexing. Watch as he shatters the skies with the roars of his Dragon! Please keep in mind, this book contains Wyrms (No-legs) Drakes (Lizards), Wyverns (2-Legs, 2-Wings, Sue My Furry Muffins), and Dragons (4 legs, 2 wings).

"I must get stronger." Christopher's eyes blazed as he charged forward, his dagger slicing through shadows. [Player's agility increased by 15%]. His foes crumpled, their cries echoing through the desolate landscape. "I must get stronger!!" [Player's stamina enhanced by 20%]. Christopher's resolve hardened with each fallen enemy, his heartbeat pounding in sync with the system's rhythmic notifications. "I must get stronger. I must get stronger. I must get stronger!!!" [Player has unlocked the Aegis of Athena – Shield of the Gods]. As the legendary armor materialized, Christopher's roar shook the earth. "For the gods, for Atlas, for Tori, for mom!!!" [Player's reputation: Avenger of the Fallen]. The title settled upon him like a mantle, forged in the fire of his unrelenting fury. But as Christopher stood victorious, the system's voice whispered an ominous warning: "Alert: Titan's essence detected... Atlas's true form awakens..." The ground trembled beneath Christopher's feet as an eerie glow illuminated the horizon. "Estimated time until Titan's rebirth: 60 minutes." Christopher's determination hardened into steel. "I will not falter. Not now. Not ever." The fate of the realm hung in the balance. Can Christopher defeat Atlas and save the realm, or will he be the very cause of its destruction?

[Aelric Drakonis was an unfortunate young man who didn't have many things going for him, on the contrary, he was someone who was bullied and mistreated by everyone around him. There was no salvation, no opportunity to live a life he could call that of a human. No, what he was presented with was ultimate despair, one that drowned and suffocated the young man who was barely an adult, and made him take that final step, one that nobody in the world should be forced to take, and such was the opinion of the entity that lorded over reincarnation. Aelric was given a chance, an opportunity he had never been presented with throughout his short yet painful life. When it finally came to him, he gritted his teeth and decided to follow his heart for the first time. "I will never let anyone look down on me ever again, I will become an existence that will reign supreme throughout the universe." Aelric's roar of vengeance resonated with the entity, and out of sympathy and hope, it bestowed upon him blessings to aid in his conquest. Follow Aelric on his journey from the countryside of Lyraxia Prime to the interstellar supremacy he so desperately desires.] And so went the summary of 'The Vow of Interstellar Supremacy,' my favorite book, so how in the hell have I managed to enter the book, and as a minor early-stage antagonist at that?