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Wandering Knight Too Angry to Die

In the shadowy depths of an ancient forest in Heian Japan, a nameless European knight finds himself inexplicably transported from his homeland to a realm unknown, hundreds of kilometers away from the familiar landscapes of Europe. Lost and bewildered, he stands amidst the towering trees of a foreign land, his armor gleaming like a beacon in this distant time period. As the knight grapples with the enigma of his sudden displacement, he soon discovers that this world is teeming with malevolent forces, demons, and spirits drawn from the rich tapestry of Japanese folklore. They torment him, as if toying with the interloper who has unwittingly stumbled into their domain. Each encounter with these supernatural entities becomes a harrowing battle, his sword clashing against the eerie, otherworldly forms that emerge from the shadows. Yet amidst the chaos and danger, a ray of hope emerges in the form of a mysterious shrine maiden. She becomes his guide in this realm, her gentle presence a lifeline in a sea of unfamiliar customs and an impenetrable language barrier. Together, they embark on a quest, not only to confront the demons that have ensnared him but also to decipher the ancient mysteries of Heian Japan. Their journey takes them through a world of vividly painted landscapes, from the bustling streets of Heian-era Kyoto to the serene tranquility of remote mountain shrines. Along the way, the knight gains a deep appreciation for the life of the common folk in this ancient East Asian society, as he witnesses the delicate interplay between Shinto and Buddhist practices and becomes entwined in the cultural tapestry of the time. As the battles against the malevolent spirits intensify, the knight's quest for a way back to his European homeland becomes deeply personal. The demons have not only transported him across time and space but have also tampered with his very existence. Determined to reclaim his lost identity and return home, he must muster every ounce of courage and determination, forging an unbreakable bond with the shrine maiden.
Clocktower_Lucil · 50K Views

Witchbound Villain

This is a story about a Villain and a Witch. What you can expect from this novel: This is a time-loop-checkpoint style conquest story, and the goal is to conquer the universe. The MC is genuinely a villain and you can expect him acting as a Lawful Evil. Sarcastic toned writing style with slow flowing worldbuilding where you will come to understand the world as the story goes. It's a medium paced story filled with heavy topics, politics, war and tight plot points, sandwiched with romance-comedy breathing spaces. One female lead only, no romantic drama. But caution, this fiction may contain more romance than you can handle. You can also expect classic high fantasy tropes, mixed with science fiction similar to modern isekai/gate/space styled story, there are both magic and mecha, strong-to-stronger characters, insane and manipulative characters, character developments and connections, Seinen magazine demographic, kingdom building and military, world invasion and apocalyptic tone, with legends, myth, world lore, and fairy tale spices. Three years ago, the sky over the magical world of Nethermere cracked wide open, revealing a portal. Out poured thousands upon thousands of spaceships from a so-called superior realm civilization, intent on invading this "lower" realm. But their grand plan? A spectacular flop. The invaders were stopped single-handedly by a man, King Burn of Soulnaught—the genius of the century and a notorious tyrant. Yeah, right. Despite the grand defeat, they didn’t pack up and leave. The crack remained, a celestial eyesore, while more spaceships continued to flood in. Divide et impera, indeed! Now, they'd turned to trading shiny tech trinkets with the locals, sweet-talking their way into hearts and minds. Colonization? It was practically knocking at the door. Burn, once again said, "Hell nah." War. All-out war! Because if anyone’s going to conquer the world, Burn would rather it be him—not some intergalactic interlopers. *** THAT WAS THE PLAN! Conquer the world under him, then the invaders, then whoever was behind them! But… The seventh loop started, and Burn returned back, awakened before the apocalyptic war started, cursing—“This stupid bi—witch!” His march came to a halt when a woman suddenly appeared before him and took her own life while shouting his name. Burn only blinked before realizing he had returned to the time before HIS CONQUER began. That witch of a woman had reset all his hard work! "Why? You're wondering if I've trapped you in a time loop?" the witch asked. "It's not just a spell but a curse! Dear Villain, you are now Witchbound!" *** Apparently, the witch wasn't all that bad. “But aren’t you glad to see your worst enemy able to understand your point of view?” the woman smiled softly. “You should also be glad that I’m a rational and considerate type of person.” Even to her worst enemy. Resetting time for her own purposes? Apparently, she was including him in her considerations. Now Burn, ever the pragmatic, practical, and cold tyrant, found himself in a quandary. Was she a friend or a foe? Was she his worst curse or his greatest blessing? Well, let’s find out.
ShishiruiSugar · 5.2K Views

A Thread of Broken Fate

“You can bring back everyone you’ve lost. It will only cost your sanity.” The king is dead, murdered by an interloper from the future—a manic copy of his own son, hellbent on forcibly reversing a disastrous timeline. The true Damian Roswald—a hedonistic crown prince bereft of magical talent—finds his comfortable life upended by his father’s murder and assassins from his own future. “There are none left who can judge us, so we must be our own executioner. That is the cursed fate of those few named Damian Roswald.” With politicians plotting his demise, his royal cousins scheming for the empty throne, and warring churches tearing the grieving city apart, Damian must accept the tragedy of his countless futures—or else, find himself doomed to repeat them. But can a mere mortal decide their own fate in a world governed by almighty angels? “Find me, Damian Roswald. And I’ll tell you why the stars fell.” For three centuries, even the wisest men have accepted that the night sky was once populated by ‘stars’—until a terrible calamity plunged mankind into a Dark Age. From the darkness, the Roswalds rose to power, but few know that the first crown was forged with the blood of a slaughtered god… Damian must endure countless tragedies and the consequences of his own future actions to reach the peace he desires—but could the true threat be hiding not in his future, but in his own distant past? **Join our Discord and never miss a chapter!! https://discord.gg/M5cTyzW44Q**
BrettMichaelOrr · 167.4K Views

ACE OF HEARTS

"Do you love me?" Alas asked me full of eagerness. "I don't, now go." I strongly mumble raising my eyebrows. "Aren't you going to choose me instead your dream? this place? Heart?" His words glimpse in my heart. "I wont, that's your dream Alas. Chase it and never let that dream saw you broken and hurting," I smiled. "Please, please... Please Heart, please. I'll do everything just dont fck'n do this, please." He begged and held my hands like he don't want me to go anymore. Alas's eyes is watering, and slowly his blue eyed eyes let go of the hot tears he have been keeping so long. He kneel in front of me begging for everything asking for anything and what he would do just so I wont leave him alone. It hurts. Like how he holds my hand begging for me not to leave him in this dark and broken place. "Is this what you really wanted to do?" Alas bravely stood up and wiped his tears away. "Alas, plea--," He cut me off. "Then go," "Before I---," "Shit!" He curse and kicked the flower pot causes to each pots beside of it fall apart. "Just fcking go!....Fcking go Heart! You don't want me? Then I don't want you either!" Alas proclaimed and pointed me. "You want to leave me? You wanted to ruin the fcking 4 years! 4 years Heart! Fcking 4 years!" "Alas, please under--," "I damn! Understand everything Heart. Now leave, cause if you leave right now. I'll be happy forever, now go." He commanded and pointed the hard glass doors behind me. "Alas please let me leave without arg--," I couldn't finish my words because he always say the words he wanted to speak off. "You don't want to leave this place? Then I'll leave this place for you." He uttered and walk passed on me. "Alas..." I called but he didn't turned his head. "Alas!" I repeated as my voice raised a bit of tone. Finally, he turned his back but with his empty emotions and poker face. "I won't chase you, and that's final. May you have fun with the dreams you dreamed," As he said those words Alas smiled on me for the last time. And said this three words... "I love you."
AJONAFXX · 97.6K Views

Esposo con Beneficios

"Nora está destrozada un mes antes de su boda cuando descubre la engañosa aventura de su prometido. Mientras maneja esta traición, descubre una profunda trama para impedirle reclamar su legítima herencia. Devastada pero decidida, Nora da un paso audaz para recuperar el control de su vida. Llega Demetri, —El Demonio para aquellos que lo conocen, un hombre formidable apenas conocido para ella, que le ofrece protección y apoyo a cambio de un matrimonio de contrato para satisfacerlo. Como un giro del destino, Nora se casa con Demetri para reclamar su herencia y luchar contra quienes conspiraron contra ella. Pero mientras lucha contra su propia familia y los muchos rivales de Demetri, ¿podrá evitar enamorarse del hombre conocido por aplastar a la gente bajo su talón enguatado? Extracto: El museo ha olvidado que el hombre era intimidante y lo desafió directamente. Más que hablar, Demetri se levantó de su asientos y se acercó a ella deliberadamente. Aunque solo eran unos pocos pasos, el tiempo parecía alargarse para Nora. Cuando casi estaba a distancia de tocar, su mano aterrizó suavemente sobre su rodilla, moviéndola de lado. Su toque se movió con un atisbo de caricia, y se colocó entre sus piernas abiertas. Nora se sentó allí en silencio congelado, sus ojos abiertos como un ciervo atrapado en las luces delanteras. Atrapando su barbilla entre sus dedos, inclinó su cara hacia arriba y habló sin prisa —Tú eres mi esposa —ArGó Demetri. Ella asintió lentamente con su cabeza en afirmación mientras su pulgar trazaba lentamente su labio—. Te he dado tiempo para reunir tus emociones —le dijo él. Otro asentimiento. El nerviosismo de Nora la hizo lamerse los labios, consciente de su intensa mirada fija en ellos. —Tu razón para el matrimonio era asegurar tu herencia y liberarte del dominio de tu madre. —Sí —Nora susurró confundida. Su confusión no era acerca de su declaración, sino acerca de las desconcertantes sensaciones que le recorrían. ¿Qué le estaba pasando? —Es hora de que cumplas tu parte del contrato, ¿sí? —Continuó él. —Sí —susurró Nora sin aliento. ¿Por qué le faltaba el aliento? ¿Había descendido el nivel de oxígeno en la casa? ¿Se estaba adelgazando repentinamente el aire? De repente, su mano dejó su cara, y ella lo vio acercarse más. Fue entonces cuando Nora comprendió lo que estaba sucediendo. Todos esos besos tentadores y emocionantes que había leído en novelas estaban a punto de convertirse posiblemente en su realidad. Pero el beso anticipado no sucedió. En cambio, se detuvo cerca de ella y ordenó —Bésame."
har_k · 1.4M Views
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