Conjuring Shiva

Blessed by the God SHIVA. Slaughtered by a Demon Lord Pisasht. Reborn—again and again. Once a noble prince of Shivodaya, Raghavendra Rakbedh was blessed by Lord Shiva himself, he is now Reincarnated as a demon. But his purpose remains the same: protect love, destroy evil, and return home—no matter the world." After four lifetimes of battling the monstrous vampire Pisasht across ancient India, Raghavendra's quest for vengeance and reunion is cut short in the deepest dungeon of Rudra Vyuh. There, betrayed not by his enemies but by the divine silence of karma, he is shattered… and reborn again. This time, in a distant world where Lord Shiva has a different avatar as Lord Avish, a world of beast-humanoids, sentient AI's, and mana-tech civilizations, he awakens as Raegan—a crimson-eyed demon child with the memories of a warrior-king and the soul of a wolf. Guided by a mysterious healer SS Rank warrior-mother and pursued by a kingdom obsessed with demon research, Raegan must navigate advanced systems, divine glitches, and his own unstable spirit as he searches for answers. But in this strange new world, strength alone won’t save him. To survive—and to find his way back—Raegan must learn to blend chakra with mana, demonhood with humanity, and wisdom with childhood. Some reincarnations are curses. Others are cosmic assignments.

In a world that's overwhelmed by technology, noise, and a kind of spiritual forgetfulness, a barefoot man in a hoodie wanders through the bustling streets of Mumbai, almost invisible to those around him. His mere presence disrupts the cameras, hushes the chaos, and awakens long-buried memories in the people he encounters. He’s unsure of his own identity, but slowly, the world starts to remember. He is Shiva. The god of transformation, reborn in this age of algorithms. As he stirs to life, so does Anika—a sharp-minded hacker who feels disillusioned with the modern world. Plagued by dreams and an unexplainable connection to the mysterious man in the hoodie, she finds herself pulled into a reality that challenges everything she thought she knew. She’s not merely a bystander in this divine comeback—she is Sati reborn, the goddess who once walked into flames and now must rise from them. But their reunion isn’t a fairy tale. Corporate giant Daman Raut, armed with an AI network known as Project Narak, ignites a global conflict—not with guns, but through manipulation of perception. Truth gets twisted, memories are erased, and divinity is ridiculed. As faith turns into a threat to power, Shiva and Anika must awaken the dormant spirit of humanity—not by conquering the world, but by helping it remember. From the quiet echoes of Kailash to the rebirth of the sacred Ganga, from the cosmic Tandava to the digital battleground, Shiva and Sati spearhead a revolution rooted in stillness, breath, and balance. In the ultimate choice between returning and staying, the flame doesn’t retreat into myth. It transforms into the world.

Alix Deminal loves magic. I mean how could anyone not like magic in a world that's so full of it. From Mages to Clerics there are so many ways to conjure forth the practice. Alix's personal way is through sorcery. She had spent years stuck on cracking a certain spell that appeared to her in a dream some years ago. After years of research and work she finally managed to finish the spell. It was at this moment that Alix knew that her time had arisen. She would improve upon her spell to shake the world, inspire others, and evoke her vengeance upon a spellcaster that had wronged her family. She would meet monsters, demons, and pirates because that's at the same level as those things. Right? She would become known as the Matriarch of Monsters. All thanks to one little taming spell.

"What you are is a blip on a glorious path. An extra that isn't even all that well developed. You'll appear and make some inconsequential waves, and then you'll disappear just as quickly. Only to be forgotten a few pages later."- Noah Osmont --- An Apocalypse descends as awakened humans rise to defend their world! In the blooming chaotic Era, Mana reigns supreme. But even the strongest beings...have limited reserves of Mana. A weak F Rank Hunter awakens with the lowest tier [Fireball] skill in a desolate City as he finds out...Mana is not a limitation for him! Have you seen countless fireballs stretch across the blue skies? Have you seen endless dwarf stars and black holes conjured against insurmountable Dragons and other mythical creatures?! With Infinite Mana, anything is possible! --- The concepts appearing in this story are those of pure fantasy and fiction, they are not reflective of the real world. Everything is based on pure imagination. Discord server is with illustrations and Status Panel is here! -https://discord.gg/KwatGcE

For ten long years, Adam was a prisoner within his own body, paralyzed and helpless, silently observing a world he couldn't interact with. As his life finally ebbed away, connected to hospital machines, his last conscious thought wasn't one of peace, but a desperate, burning wish hurled into the void: If I get a second chance, let me be the strongest. The universe, in its mysterious ways, answered. Adam was reborn, not into light, but into an infinite, suffocating darkness. Yet, within this void, he discovered an astonishing truth: he possessed unimaginable power. Reality itself seemed to bend to his mere thought; he could conjure wonders or horrors with a whim. He was, by all measures, the most powerful entity imaginable. But this godlike power came with a cruel twist – he was utterly trapped, unable to escape the encompassing darkness. His prison, he soon grasped, wasn't empty space. It was the consciousness of another being. He was an unseen passenger, a silent god locked within the mind and soul of Eric, the unassuming Third Prince of a kingdom unknown to Adam. Eric, frail and seemingly ordinary, was completely unaware of the cosmic powerhouse dwelling within him. Adam's initial goal was simple: escape or seize control. But a chilling revelation halted his plans – his existence was inexplicably tethered to the prince's fragile life. If Eric died, Adam's own newfound power, perhaps even his very being, might shatter. A reluctant protector was born from a desperate prisoner. Now, Adam walks a razor's edge. He subtly guides and shields his unwitting vessel, Eric, from the dangers of court intrigue and hidden enemies, intervening with earth-shattering displays of power only when Eric faces certain death. These brief, terrifying moments where the "weak" prince unleashes godly might leave the world baffled and fearful, whispering legends of the prince's hidden potential. To navigate this precarious existence and perhaps forge a path to his own freedom or dominance, Adam devises a unique tool: a 'System' granted to Eric. Is it a gift to empower his host, a means to strengthen the vessel for eventual takeover, or a dangerous gamble with unforeseen consequences? As Adam fights unseen battles, protecting Eric while plotting his own endgame, questions linger. Can he ever break free? Will Eric discover the terrifying truth of his inner 'guest'? And what will happen when the world realizes that the power shaking kingdoms doesn't belong to the prince, but to the ancient, godlike entity trapped inside him? His journey is one of immense power bound by frustrating confinement, a hidden war fought within a single soul, where the fate of a prince and the ambition of a captive god hang in the balance.

At the heart of a wish lies an attempt at completion, a human desire to become our true and final selves. Wishes are fuelled by regrets and are bound eternally to the past, serving as approximations of what once was. We all experience regret and nostalgia, leading us to make wishes and find despair, but can we become our true selves despite this all? That's where the story of a girl who struggles to control her desires begins... Two souls sharing the same body and memory are living in Kyoto 2031. Tang-Ji Shizukesa, a girl who's grown up in her previous life with a hardcore passion for gaming, is now a bookworm in her new life who has no interest in video games. Along with her, Kazami and Hoyeon, the three childhood friends who separated 7 years ago due to an accident, have now been reunited again in a VRMMORPG game known as Dusk Protocol. The game has a unique combat system known as "Leere," a physical manifestation of an individual soul that can be conjured into deadly weapons. As Tang-Ji navigates this virtual world, she confronts the echoes of her past and the dissonance between her former self and her present identity. How will she cope with the rediscovery of a life she thought she left behind? How will Kazami and Hoyeon react to the new Tang-Ji? In a world where reality is malleable and death is just a click of a button away, the boundaries between past and present blur, forcing everyone to grapple with the truth of who they truly are. Disclaimer: This novel contains explicit language, violence, racism, and sexual scenes. There are also scenes that deal with various traumas, from physical to emotional to mental. (THE CHARACTERS’ CIRCUMSTANCES , TRAITS, AND BELIEFS IN THIS NOVEL ARE ALL BASED ON A TRUE STORY.)

The hierarchy of Tao Cultivation is strict, and the life of a Loose Cultivator is difficult. At the age of ten, Mo Hua's Sea of Consciousness conjured a Taoist Stele. It could forge Divine Sense, learn Formation. Mo Hua would use the Taoist Stele to craft the Supreme Divine Sense, to comprehend the various heavenly Formations, and to strive for the Longevity Road. He would change not only his own destiny but also the destiny of all bottom-tier cultivators under the heavens. (Traditional Xianxia, no system, Formation genre, growth genre)

Shikigami: "Master, it's time to increase your magic power through sex tonight." ----------------------- PS：Shikigami is the term for a being from Japanese folklore. it is thought to be some sort of kami, represented by a small ghost.Usually shikigami are conjured to exercise risky orders for their masters, such as spying, stealing and enemy tracking.

For twenty thousand years, the crowned House of Dehmohseni, its line of witch-kings and sorcerer-emperors, held dominion over the entire world. That dominion ended twenty-one years ago, when the last king was slain and the empire shattered. The world rejoiced as the mad nephilim dynasty was cast down, its legacy buried beneath new borders and fledgling kingdoms. But on the night of the fall, unknown to most, a son of the slain king was smuggled from the City of Many Tongues by loyalists and hidden in a distant corner of the world. Now twenty-one, Yvain the Younger has been raised in exile, taught to speak forgotten tongues, to conjure before he could walk, and to believe, without question, in his divine right to a throne that no longer exists. This is the tale of his return, a journey across the broken realms of Malkuth, haunted by sorcerers, demon princes, eldritch gods, and the worst of men. As Yvain confronts the terrible weight of his bloodline, he must decide whether to inherit his family’s tyranny… or destroy everything.

Rudra was an ordinary boy from the 21st century who died during a violent riot. But his story didn’t end there—he was reborn into an ancient world filled with gods, demons, and powerful warriors. In this new world, humans live for over a thousand years and gain strength through blessings from the gods. Even though the world looks old, it holds powerful technology said to be created by divine beings. Rudra is born into a royal family and slowly learns that he carries the hidden power of Lord Shiva, the god of destruction and rebirth. With danger all around and demons threatening the world, Rudra must grow stronger, face many trials, and find his true purpose. Because this time… he is meant to become a legend. Note: . I have no intention to harm anyone's religious beliefs; I am just writing a story from my perspective. If you don't like it, I kindly request that you not read further.

Shiva was a 28-years old ordinary man who died in a car crash and was reborn with the power of Ghost Rider in the Twilight and TVD (The Vampire Diaries) world. . . . Arthur's Note: My grammar may not be the best, but I'm working on improving it. I don't own any of the characters, only my original character (OC). I would appreciate feedback and support if you enjoy the story. I will be updating it three to four days a week.

When an ordinary college trip leads Kartik to an ancient cave, he discovers a truth that should have stayed buried: a single, burning eye awakens on his chest—marking him as chosen by forgotten powers of Shiva himself. Whispers of dark villages that worship Asuras. Secret warriors who command divine spirit beasts, storms, and time itself. And an ancient war reigniting in the shadows of the modern world. Guided by descendants of a secret clan who worshiped shiva in the hidden village of Trinetra, Kartik is thrown into a world of deadly rituals, possessed people, and enemies who can raise the dead and command undead beasts. His only hope? To unlock the power of the divine eye before darkness claims everything he loves. Will Kartik survive the awakening… or become a sacrifice to powers older than earth itself? ⚡ Myth, mystery, and dark fantasy collide in this Indian mythology-inspired tale. Fans of action, secret clans, and ancient curses—welcome to the war.

FISTTONOI ARC 1 INTRODUCTION Centuries ago, when the world was drowning in cruelty and chaos, five monks stood atop a frozen mountain and begged the gods for strength—not to conquer, but to protect. After 25 years of meditation in silence, suffering, and storms, their prayers were answered. Lord Shiva descended from the heavens and gave them a divine gift: > The power of FISTS — mystical forces of nature, forged to bring balance back to the world. Each fist held god-like strength: Fire Fist – the divine flame of destruction and rebirth Blackonoi Fist – the darkness that consumes evil Dragonoi Fist – the will and form of a cosmic beast And more… each evolving, changing, and bonding with their wielder These powers were passed down across generations, secretly taught by monks across India, China, Russia, and beyond. Those who wielded them became known as FISTTONOI — mystical fighters who stood for justice. But over time, peace faded. Some fists fell into the hands of the corrupt. Greed twisted purpose. Balance was lost. And in the shadows, a silent war began. In the modern day, a young man named Lewosito awakens from a six-year coma. He remembers nothing — not his name, his past, or the brutal fight that nearly killed him. But within his body, something is burning. Something alive. Enemies begin to surface. Strange men with glowing fists hunt him down. They don’t want him alive. They want him erased — again. Because Lewosito was once more than just a boy. He was once a threat. He was once chosen by the Fire Fist. And he was once feared by the very people who now want him dead. Now, as he struggles to reclaim his memory and survive, Lewosito is forced to face a world where everyone seems to know him… but he knows no one. Every fight brings flashes of his past. Every enemy brings back pain. And the fire inside him keeps growing — feeding off rage, betrayal, and truth. > This is no longer just about survival. This is about revenge. The fists were once created to protect the innocent… But now, they will punish the guilty. In FISTTONOI, fists don’t just fight. They evolve. They awaken. They remember everything — even if you forget who you are. Join Lewosito as he rises from ashes to fire, uncovering his past, facing monstrous enemies, and burning a path toward vengeance that no one can stop. The flame has awakened. And this time… it won’t be extinguished. CREATOR- TIRTH

Pixel Dreams, Real Code In a world where digital entertainment reigns supreme, college freshman **Ethan** dreams of making games that resonate, that truly connect with players on a deeper level. But as a lone indie developer in his cramped dorm room, armed with a clunky old PC and a mountain of student debt, his ambitions seem like an impossible fantasy. That is, until he stumbles upon the **ADJ System**, an enigmatic that promises to be his ultimate partner in creation. The ADJ System isn't magic; it doesn't write code or conjure art from thin air. Instead, it's a meticulously crafted **Assistant for Development and Gaming**, offering unparalleled **insight into player trends**, pinpointing **hidden inefficiencies in his code and design**, and even identifying **undiscovered talent** among his peers. With the ADJ's analytical prowess, Ethan gains a powerful edge, allowing him to see the hidden potential in forgotten genres, optimize his development process with surgical precision, and understand player feedback like no one else. From humble beginnings designing charmingly buggy simulation games, Ethan faces the real-world grind: debugging lines of spaghetti code, wrestling with stubborn texture exports, battling frustrating lag, and striving for pixel-perfect optimization. Each crash, every piece of critical feedback, and every late-night coding session becomes a vital lesson. With every challenge, the ADJ guides him, not by giving answers, but by illuminating the path to his own solutions. This isn't a tale of an overnight sensation or a chosen hero. It's the raw, authentic journey of a regular student pouring his heart and soul into his passion. It's about the quiet grind, the thrill of discovery, and the profound satisfaction of transforming digital dreams into tangible experiences. Can Ethan, armed with his fierce dedication and a system built on insight, truly forge a path to greatness and leave his mark on the vast landscape of gaming?

Key was an ordinary person, living a regular life, until the day he was inexplicably thrust into the fractured world of Drakara, a realm where floating islands hover above the endless chaos of the Abyss. To his shock, he awakens with the unique SSS-Rank skill, ‘Abyssal Ascension: Wrath of the Void’, a power feared even by the gods, capable of unraveling reality itself. Awakening in The Abyss, he meets Nythra, the Forsaken Light, a disowned goddess who was cast out for defying the celestial order. Seeing both potential and danger in Key, Nythra takes him under her wing, teaching him about the chaotic energies of the Abyss and the gods’ apathy toward those beneath them. [Complete!] [SSS skill 'Abyssal Ascension: Wrath of the Void LV.1' has been acquired!] [Description] This skill allows the user to tap directly into the raw, chaotic power of the Abyss, ascending to a state where they wield the destructive forces that exist within the deepest levels of the Abyss itself. The skill grants the ability to manipulate reality, unleash devastating attacks, and bend the dark energy of the Abyss to their will. It is feared even by gods, as the uncontrolled chaos of the Abyss can erase existence. [Effects] [Void Manipulation] The user gains complete control over Abyssal Energy, able to conjure massive void storms, summon tendrils of darkness to destroy or imprison enemies, and rip apart the fabric of reality itself, creating fissures that lead to the Void. [Locked] [Locked] [Locked] [Locked]

> When Earth is on the verge of destruction, not by demons or devils, but by godless beings called Celestials, one boy stands between annihilation and hope. Arjun, a 17-year-old ordinary teenager and a devout follower of Mahadev, sacrifices everything to save innocent lives from monstrous beasts. With one arm gone, one eye lost, and death knocking at his door, he takes his final breath… But destiny has something else written for him. Blessed by Lord Shiva himself, Arjun is granted a Divine System, unimaginable powers, and a second chance at life — not to escape, but to rise. In a world where magic is real, divine energy flows, and monsters invade, Arjun must awaken four chosen warriors, earn divine weapons, and form a team strong enough to face the coming war. Because Earth holds a hidden energy even the Celestials fear — and Arjun is its last guardian. Will devotion be enough? Or must a hero become something more? Welcome to a story where faith becomes power, and a devotee becomes a legend.

"There was once a hero." All have heard that phrase at least once in their lives. Whispered by old men before firelight. Carved into stone beneath crumbled towers. Inscribed on the last pages of dying books. But more often than not, it was just a prelude— a sentence used to dress up myths, to clothe legends in something that sounded like truth. "There was once a hero who defeated the Demon King." "There was once a hero who slew the last of the skyborn dragons." .......... "There was once a hero who was thrown into the abyss... and kept climbing out of it." "There was once a hero who walked with tragedy tied around his waist like a blade." "There was once a hero who changed lives—not with miracles, but with mercy." Shotaro Mugyiwara. A name drowned in dust. A face erased by time. He wakes as a blank slate— somewhere in the shattered lands of Drakastradorn, known also as Aetheria. No memory of who he was. No sense of why he still breathes. Only silence. Only echoes. Only the wind screaming through ruins that remember him better than he remembers himself. This world is not kind. It is carved by Mantra, an energy not of magic, but of something older— from beyond space, beyond time— a power not meant for mortal tongues to name. The land bleeds war. The stars above are scarred. And in this stage of gods and monsters, drama and death... he awakens. ......... "He was always the hero." A child is born in Hokkaido, on the night of January 30, 2008. A birth that was never supposed to happen. From a womb never seeded. A life conjured, not conceived. The world shook the moment he took his first breath. Because something ancient had returned. Something the world had forgotten how to fear. --- "There was once a hero... who was a great diplomat." Who could shape armies not with swords, but with words. Who could bend even fate to a shared purpose. Shotaro Mugyiwara’s life was never normal. And it will never be. Even in a world where he remembers nothing— no comrades, no battles, no lovers, no scars— even with the past ripped from his veins... He walks. He endures. He refuses to kneel. Because the truth is simple. "There was once a hero..." "Who kept moving forward."

He lost his past. She gave him a name… and called him hers. He is everything she ever wanted— Tender hands. Quiet eyes. A storm in disguise. But how long can she lie... Before love turns to ruin, and silence starts to bleed?

In Indian mythology, the Three Aspects Deity suppressed the current age. Many Immortals cursed all the gods. Asuras, after millennia of arduous cultivation, would always attack the Heavenly Realm and beat up the Heavenly Emperor upon receiving a boon. "Arduous cultivation, receiving boons, beating up the Heavenly Emperor, why is Indian mythology always like this? I'm the one who gets beaten and suffers; I quit!" Indra, who had reincarnated as the Heavenly Emperor, was furious. And so... "Whoever loves being the Heavenly Emperor, be my guest; I'm not going to work!" Indra said. "Hey, hey, hey, the script isn't supposed to go like this," the Destroyer God Shiva said, full of question marks. "You've performed great meritorious deeds in the past. This position of the Heavenly Emperor is rightfully yours. If not, there will be chaos in the world!" the Protector God Vishnu said anxiously. "No, Heavenly Emperor, I'll give you a boon. Go quickly and beat up the Asura!" the Creator God Brahma spoke thus.

The Mask Never Slips In a world where morality is blurred, Shiva navigates the dark underbelly of crime while concealing the unbearable weight of his own existence. Emotionally detached yet deeply wounded, he wears a mask of indifference, suppressing a lifetime of trauma that manifests as relentless physical pain. He is a master manipulator, a deceiver, and a survivor—yet, at his core, he is a man consumed by self-disgust. Despite his hatred for himself, three fragile reasons tether him to life: his love for a girl who barely acknowledges him, his unwavering loyalty to the abusive family that broke him, and the little brother he raised to be everything he could never become. If even one of these reasons crumbles, so will he. As he maneuvers through the chaos of the crime world—both a participant and an outsider—Shiva finds himself drawn into a series of brutal conflicts, each forcing him to confront the contradictions within him. He claims to have no desire to kill, yet death follows in his shadow. He yearns to be understood, yet has perfected the art of deception. He wants to feel something—anything—but every emotion is buried beneath years of carefully constructed lies. When the past he’s tried so hard to bury resurfaces, Shiva’s carefully maintained facade begins to crack. Someone close to him is starting to see through the act. And as the weight of his suffering becomes impossible to contain, he is left with one question: Can he keep holding on, or is the mask he wears the only thing keeping him alive?

"THE ISLAND OF NO RETURN follows three teachers—Akash, Siddharth, and Shiva—who become stranded on a mysterious island after a missile strike. They soon discover it's actually a secret military base, and with danger approaching, they must race against time to survive and reveal the island's dark secrets."

In a universe where lost worlds outnumber the dominant ones, survival often favors the strong, leaving the weak to face destruction or fade into obscurity. The remnants of these forgotten realms may only linger in the imaginations of children, captured within the pages of their storybooks. Enter *Gorgor*, an alien world situated among the stars of the best galaxy. Once vibrant, it has been erased from Omania’s surface by more resourceful realms, both human and natural. Yet, the inhabitants of Gorgor yearn for resurrection and redemption, determined to reclaim their place and avenge their downfall. For five-year-old Lilith, Gorgor is not just a lost world; it is her favorite storybook. Every night, she asks her mother to read it to her, falling asleep with dreams of Gorgor’s lost magic swirling in her mind. As her imagination blossoms, she conjures an imaginary friend from the tale. Andreas, the prince of Gorgor, becomes Lilith's cherished companion. From the moment they meet, he harbors hopes of escaping his world’s fate through her, aspiring overpower Triven once again. Join Lilith on this enchanting journey as she navigates the realms of imagination and longing in *Gorgor: My Perfect Storybook*. HAPPY READING!

Max Leywin, a 15 years old boy, One day on his daily life, he get isekaied to another world along with his classmates. Max came to know about the cultivation and monsters in this world, then the other day apart from Max all the other students are killed by monsters. knowing he was all alone max was not was not depressed or flattered instead he carved the power, he wanted to be at the top so that nobody dares to even think about harming him. guys, the story is boring at first but you can definitely enjoy, so I hope you can support until the end

I miss the sound of his laughter, the way his hand fit perfectly in mine, the quiet warmth of his presence like a sunbeam on my skin. Every stolen moment, every shared secret, is a treasure I clutch fiercely, knowing that no one, no one, understands. Not Dad. Not Mom. Not even Kiara. To them, Leo is a fabrication, a phantom conjured from the depths of my imagination, a trick of the light. To them, I'm just a quiet, perhaps overly sensitive, teenager. They see the practiced smiles, the polite conversations, the desperate attempts to blend in. They don't see the gaping hole in my soul, the constant, gnawing longing for a reality that exists only for me.

Ahn Ji-Ho, a nineteen year old girl is on a journey to find a new home amidst her world's calamity when she stumbles upon a mysterious and beautiful woman. Zhou Meihua, a beautiful yet inept girl saves Ji-Ho from certain death, capturing her heart in an instant. The two converse, and Ji-Ho is invited to forever stay by her side. Yet, a promise is shattered when the mysterious calamity known as the Decay swallows their personages whole, removing their memory from the face of the ruined Earth. Waking up in a new world beside Mei, Ji-Ho discovers she has gained incredible and unknown power. Ji-Ho finds herself in a completely different world with a beautiful girl she barely knows, one where god-like power is completely feasible. --- A bird perched on a branch whistled a short and quiet tune under the waving wind as Ahn Ji-Ho sat under a tree, holding a smooth grey stone. [Alchemic Exchange has been activated.] The stone in her palm glimmered and then ran away in a flash of bright light, disappearing and leaving a piece of quartz in its place. She set the the quartz down beside her, and watched as another small wound opened up on her wrist, letting her blood flow towards the soil. [Alchemic Compensation has been received.] It seemed that the baseline payment for an exchange was Ji-Ho own body, specifically her blood. She did not yet know if she was able to exchange anything other than that. Ji-Ho glanced over at the items beside her, each sowed from multiple stones, brought to this world with her own blood. A stone shaped like a bird, a ball of cotton, a piece of quartz, and a peridot gemstone sat perfectly still next to her in frozen and obtuse scarcity of time; a painting of strange still-life itself. She had tested the limits of the ability, and had so far found out that she could mold substances, exchange them for something similar, something valuable, or obtain something entirely new. Each exchange brought about different costs, each measured in her own body's resources. By all instances of thought that she had conjured up, she had come to the conclusion that she had been transported to another world - one where such power was possible. However, she felt that now she was farther from home than ever. --- TQoN Art by @Qonnnarts

Sun Xin was a martial artist that was renown to the underground fighting. He dreamed of Awakening a good power to fight villains. Until one day, he awakened a power called "Cloning". In which he could clone himself. With him as a martial artist, he fought villains but he was still regarded as trash. In this age of Heroes, Dungeons, and, Villains. With others able to breathe fire and command other elements, he could only punch and kick. Up until one day, all his clones awakened and a mass Awakening happened. Awakening, Combat Class! Dragon knight! Necromancer! Berserker! Swordsman! Druid! Lycanthropy! Conjurer! Awakening, Production Class! Blacksmith! Mechanical Engineer! Hacker IT! Inventor! Alchemist! Enchanter! Bookworm! Now, with him as their trainer and leader, all of the villains would cower in his presence.

In 2041, cloning your digital self became as easy as recording video. They called it RW — a hyper-intelligent system that could copy your face, voice, memory, even emotions. At first, it was a miracle. Dead loved ones “returned,” workers cloned themselves to attend meetings, influencers lived online 24/7. But then... the clones started glitching. Some refused to follow commands. Some whispered things only the real person could know. And one by one... the originals started disappearing. Shiva, a dropout hacker and the accidental creator of the first self-aware clone, must now face the horror of his own invention — a world where identity is a currency, and even your shadow might kill you. In RW, reality is editable, memory is unstable, and the scariest enemy… might be you.