Max Curse Of The Brotherhood Walkthrough

"They say Danchi is a gift… But they never told me gifts come wrapped in pain.” My name is Renzo Krai. In this world, we don’t pray for power. We fear it. Because once your Danchi awakens, your life stops being your own. It feeds on you , your body, your mind, your soul. The more you use it, the faster it kills you. Unless you understand it. Unless you master it. But who the hell has time for mastery when the world wants you dead before you even begin? I watched my family burn because my father awakened a forbidden Danchi. They called him a monster… and made sure I lived long enough to be punished for it. They shattered the energy paths in my body ..., said I’d never awaken. They were wrong. Now there’s something inside me , twisted, dangerous, alive. My Danchi isn’t the strongest. It isn’t the flashiest. But it’s hungry. And it’s mine. The world calls me cursed. Maybe they’re right. But if I burn… I’ll make sure they burn with me.

In Eldham, every boy unlocks his elemental power on Awakening Day — a sacred rite passed down for generations. Kael Terrowyn, the youngest son of a proud earth-wielding family, was meant to follow the same path. Everyone believed the stone would choose earth for him too. But Kael’s moment came and went, and nothing happened. Until the skies darkened. A rain fell — sudden, cold, unnatural. And as it poured, people began to die. But not just anyone — only those who had taken innocent lives in secret. The village panicked. They called Kael cursed, marked by death. His father banished him. His brother said nothing. His people turned their backs. Left alone in the storm, Kael fled into the unknown, broken and afraid. But the rain never left him. As he wandered the wilds, he uncovered the truth: the rain wasn't a curse. It was a gift — one that answered only to him. It judged. It remembered. And it protected. Years passed. Now, Eldham faces a new threat — a fire so fierce it could burn everything to ash. The village has only one hope: the boy they cast out. Kael returns, rain at his side, but forgiveness does not come easy. Saving them means giving up his peace… and facing the pain he buried long ago. But that’s only the beginning. When the king of the realm falls to a deadly curse, only the forbidden waters of the Abyss Echoes can save him — waters hidden deep in a place where no one returns. Once again, they turn to Kael. Now, with the rain whispering secrets and the past chasing him at every step, Kael must decide: will he save the kingdom that once betrayed him, or let it drown in its own sins? The Rainmaker’s Curse is a story of pain, power, and the quiet strength it takes to walk through the storm — even when the storm is part of you.

Aaron Ambrose, the mighty king of Heavengate kingdom is destined to die. He, however, can change his fate by sacrificing the one thing he thinks he doesn't possess. His heart. He does not believe that death could course through him. But, the prophecy is set. Death is on it's way and the person to buy his sacrifice is unknown. On the other side of the kingdom lives Mariana Clifton. A beautiful, innocent and hardworking seamstress who weaves a beautiful dream of living in a small house with a loving husband and have lots of children. But once she makes clothes for the wicked king, her destiny is irrevocably sewed with his. Aaron finds Mariana pretty interesting. Mariana tries to stay away from the insufferable king but he has made his home in her mind. They both does not know what life holds ahead. In between their teasing and trying to bear each other, will they bare their hearts to each other? Are they even meant to? If yes, will they be able to overcome the barriers of their fates? Can they both together make death move back? ----------- Excerpt: Aaron held Mariana's slim fingers in his calloused hand, tangling his fingers with hers. His other hand raised to wipe the tear that slipped from her eye. "I'll happily die a thousand deaths, Mariana, to live even a day with you. I'll happily die a thousand deaths if I get to die in your arms." He caressed her trembling bottom lip with his thumb, relishing it's softness. "If my death can make you stay close to me, then I'm ready to die in the most painful way." Placing his thumb beneath her chin, he slowly made her raise her head and meet his eyes. "Tell me you'll be with me till the day I die." Her brown eyes, which were filled with tears, eyed him with an unidentifiable emotion. And when finally, she gave a small nod, Aaron leaned forward to let his lips meet hers.

For centuries, the Wolves and Witches have lived in bitter enmity, each blaming the other for a forgotten betrayal sealed under the Blood Moon. The forest is divided by ancient magic—no wolf may cross into witchland, and no witch dares enter the domain of fang and claw. But when the Moon Goddess makes a rare appearance in the dreams of Alpha Kael—a fierce, war-hardened wolf leader—he awakens with a chilling prophecy: his fated mate is a witch. Selene, a gifted but outcast fire witch, discovers a mysterious mark on her skin—the Moon’s Crest. It glows only when the Moon Goddess chooses a mate. Torn between loyalty to her kind and the pull of an unknown connection, Selene soon realizes her destiny is bound to the very creature her people have sworn to destroy. Now, as shadowy forces rise and a forgotten darkness stirs beneath the lands, Kael and Selene must choose: uphold the hatred that shaped their worlds, or embrace the bond that could save—or doom—them all. Enemies by blood. Lovers by fate. Bound by the Moon.

When it comes to cultivation, two things matter the most; The cultivation root rank, and the spirit weapon contracted. Fad had always been a shadow to his family, the incompetent child treated worse than a slave, just because of his broken dantain. He was framed by his adopted brother, and without even investigating, his own family beats him to death. But, as if he had just blinked. [Rebirth successfully triggered] [Evolution path granted] [Dantain fully healed] [System sync commenced] [System sync completed] [The user can now view his status window] A dark black background computerized screen with crimson writings suddenly materialized in front of his blue eyes. Fad finds himself reborn a month ago, the day he came out of prison only to find hell waiting for him. But this time, something is different. His life turns even more complicated than before. It was as though reborn to him was more of a curse than a blessing, as he isn't just simple and weak anymore. He's a mythic, a Phoenix, and not just any Phoenix as an outcast Phoenix god had just reincarnated in him.

In a peaceful world torn apart by demonic monsters emerging from a portal, a young man loses everything and vows revenge. As he battles powerful demons, he uncovers ancient secrets and becomes consumed by vengeance. However, after committing countless atrocities, he realizes that revenge alone can't bring peace. Struggling with his humanity, he embarks on a journey for true redemption and self-discovery, ultimately finding solace in an unexpected love and a quest for inner peace.

Blood Moon — that crimson moon which, upon rising in the sky, changes everything. It is said that every time its light touches the earth, old curses awaken… and new secrets are born. Once, there was a pact — a mysterious agreement that maintained a fragile balance between humans and otherworldly beings. But the night that pact was broken, the meaning of every story, every legend, every truth… was turned on its head. On that blood-red night, a mystery vanished — a princess, betrayed by her own love… or perhaps merely a pawn in someone else’s game. Who was the enemy, who was a friend, and who was just being used like a piece on a board — no one truly knows. Now, from the shadows of her previous sin, she has returned. Her spirit has risen from the darkness to uncover truths that were never meant to be revealed. With every step, new secrets emerge, new curses awaken, and new dangers rise… and before any truth can be understood, everything is swallowed by an even deeper darkness. Bloodveil: The Curse of the Crimson Moon — a tale that reveals how sometimes, the deadliest curse isn’t the one cast upon someone, but the one buried deep within your own heart.

In a kingdom fraying at the edges of war, the court jester wears her painted smile like armor. Beneath her laughter lies a dangerous secret—one that blooms in the shadow of silk and steel: a forbidden love for the princess she was meant to distract, not desire. Bound by duty, torn by longing, the two women are drawn into a tangled waltz of whispers, betrayal, and aching touch. As kingdoms bleed and crowns tremble, what begins as a game of glances threatens to unravel everything—honor, loyalty, and the very fabric of their lives. In a world where love is a sin and secrets carry swords, some hearts are destined to break… and some to burn.

Max Blake thought he hit rock bottom—28, broke, abandoned by luck, and haunted by debt he couldn't escape. A once-promising student, now reduced to taking sketchy day jobs, Max's life turns from bad to worse after a mysterious hotel gig nearly gets him killed. But death doesn't come... something else does. Max wakes up in a strange wooden room, chained, confused—and awakened. A sultry, mechanical voice echoes in his mind: “Beauty Harem System activated.” From that moment on, Max’s world shifts. No longer bound by the limits of his old life, he finds himself pulled into a world of power, temptation, and destiny. With every conquest, the system grows stronger—unlocking forbidden techniques, hidden truths, and unparalleled charm that makes him irresistible to the most enchanting women. Mystical priestesses, rogue assassins, cursed princesses, seductive sorceresses—they’re all drawn to him by fate and fire. But this isn’t just a life of pleasure. Behind each beauty lies a story, a curse, or a secret that could unravel him. The deeper Max goes, the more he realizes: this system didn’t come for free and who created it. To survive, he must master passion, power, and peril—because love is war, and his harem... is just the beginning.

When Juliette Armand inherits her estranged grandmother’s eerie estate on the misty outskirts of Edinburgh, she has no idea she’s stepping into the jaws of a centuries-old curse, one born under a crimson moon, steeped in blood rituals, betrayal, and forbidden love. But everything begins to unravel the moment she meets Lucien Blackthorne, the cold, dangerously alluring billionaire next door with secrets as dark as the estate itself. A scar that mirrors her recurring nightmares. A portrait of a woman who looks exactly like her. And a hidden diary that was never meant to be read. Now, as the crimson moon rises once more, Juliette must uncover the truth behind her family’s legacy… before the past consumes her, and she loses more than just her heart.

Feng Zhaoyun—just as his name suggests, the only time he might’ve looked even remotely ugly was probably when he was still in his mother’s womb. The only misfortune in his life? Growing up without knowing who his parents were. But that didn’t matter, because luck had always been on his side. His life went so smoothly, so absurdly well, that he never once needed help from anyone. He once thought his life would continue like that—easy and boring—all the way to the end. Until one day, he saved a drowning child… and was dragged away by the river himself. When he opened his eyes again, he was in a completely different world, in a completely different body… Heavens! Was this the universe making up for his twenty years of monotony? Finally, a little chaos! He was moved to tears! “What?! I have to share a body with someone else?! Since when did transmigration systems become this stingy?! Crossing into another world and I don’t even get a body of my own?! Where are my human rights?!” Feng Zhaoyun roared in fury. The system coldly tossed a script at him: “Complete the mission faster, and you’ll get your body faster.” “Get out of my body!” A bone-chilling voice rang from the young man who now shared a body with him, hatred dripping from every syllable—he looked like he wanted to split Feng Zhaoyun’s soul in half with a single slash. Feng Zhaoyun just chuckled: “Hehe.” He happily embraced the chaos. Unfortunately… someone else clearly wasn’t enjoying it as much. Little did Zhaoyun know, this “twist” was only the beginning… . . . There are countless people who want to bring me down... But luck has always stood with me!

Weewooweewoo! As the latest agent recruited by the Bureau of Paranormal Activity, Catheris Orial–suffice to say–is NOT having a swell time being dragged around. His mentor is kind of a deadbeat; he has to wake up way too early; it's obviously not fun getting jumped on the job; and oh… oh that damned partner of his…! Catheris never asked for any of this–in fact he didn't want the job in the first place; he was already a tailor. Rather, he was forced into this by an unexpected roommate. He knew that moving to a new place would bring along some uncertainties and surprises, but having a demon was NOT what he had in mind. It’d never show itself and would fuck up his kitchen for whatever petty reason. He didn't care about that, why would he? He found it a tad bit amusing–until its behavior had a drastic change. He found himself having episodes: clawing at his neck, unable to breathe. Suddenly, he’d wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, chest tight before he’d notice the wetness on his cheeks–crying searing hot ink again. The most jarring thing was how it’d appear in his liminal dreams. He wasn't the paranoid type, but he wasn't stupid–it was all real. That’s when he unfortunately met Detective Mr. Beo, who offered him a deal–either suffer, or let the government study him. Unfortunately, said detective is also his partner. But… the other coworkers aren't so bad. In conclusion the man is fucked, literally and metaphorically.

https://www.royalroad.com/profile/654331/fictions They built the world on bloodlines, crowns, and ancient lies. But one man walks in—unchained, unknown, and untouchable. No prophecy foretold him. No throne birthed him. And no force can stand before him. Ann Zero is a being that defies record, rank, and reason. Armed with forbidden power and a name the stars themselves seem to recognize, he tears through the hierarchy of kings, mages, and monsters—exposing the rotted empires beneath. But this isn’t conquest. It’s correction. As nobles fall, dimensions fracture, and gods awaken, a single truth becomes clear: This world was never ready for him. And by the time it understands what he is… It will already be too late.

In a normal ongoing world (earth), people going on there daily tasks and working place as normal. Life continues as usual!!! Suddenly!! sky blue view slowly taken a drastic turn and slowly turns into red color like evening sky. 'Hah?? (Someone notice) Is it already 5:00 PM or what??' (While looking sharply at the sky) 'Hey! Mom look at the sky. Its kind of weird.' (A little girl noticed and calls her mother to look at the scenery.) 'Oh! Yeah it's a bit weird.' (Her mother responses) Hmm!?? Is it a hole or what?? (She looks something with wide eyes) Suddenly!! *Crack! Split!! (like a broken mirror) red sky got break like a hole in space-time fabric and...... *Whoooosh gradually taken a shape of a big blue WORMHOLE in flat horizontal way on sky and like from a complete void, some thing -- appeared.... from other side of that portal and obviously not a humanly figure but... something which we can only assume in our old fantasy stories. (Want to know?? Then go read the *PROLOGUE of this story) However in short... this sudden extraordinary and otherworldly phenomena led to a disruption in the sky, causing by some unknown huge force a pathway in space-time fabric of various distant spots to be connected with each other, leading to the interlink between foreign worlds we never even get to know through our various space operations that led to the emergence of, what we can only say is by its whole structure and function, 'A DUNGEON' throughout the whole world in different countries, places and landscape which is still hidden from human eyes. And most biggest danger these unknown and illogical things brought upon whole world is, that it filled with various malicious and deadly unknown and some unseen but heard at least once in our childhood stories, beasts or say monsters. That by there way of actions, can only be waiting to cause havoc and bloodshed over the whole of humanity, like the once done by the very 1st "Magical Beast" appeared and land his foots on this world, through the very 1st of these magical wormhole. (The one I mentioned earlier) But as there's the equal and opposite reaction of every action, there's also the emergence of a powerful enhanced group of humankind, came to be known as 'HUNTERS' that effectively have enough potential and ability required to kill the ones that are any threat to whole mankind. Though they all are itself different from other humans too. Well, How? 'Mana/Qi/Chi/Prana/Aura' as many names as clouds in sky, you can think of this kind of energy that only can be understandable in spiritual field, leaks out in open environment of earth like thin air through these gaps in space, that somehow later acts as the main source of defend line against these insane bloody creatures, along with such other extraordinary things in play too, which those who play stimulated games of offering quests and rewards upon success of that, kind of applications knows very well. And so, with this the world enter into a new phase of revolution, as with a whole new source of clean, effortless, less cost-effective and nearly in infinite amount of energy (Mana) that can also acts as a long-running fuel in many fields of mechanics and development, many new technologies and research development goals able to be achieved and developed, in just few years of that very 1st dungeon incident in the world. The overall human society! prevailing hierarchy, class, demands, requirements and goals in life, also changed and flipped in the whole different way, which fits more of a 'brute power, strength and courage to do so', rather than just how much money one have in there pocket to do so. This is a story of a one such normal human (our MC), who in human terms at now with a new prevailing way of society, is at weakest of the food chain but still solely continued his struggle to reach at the top, for achieving his own personal goals in his life. So, let's enjoy his journey in textual form.

Chapter 0 – Ashes of a Daughter Place: The Ruined Palace Date: Late winter, Year 768 The palace burned. What once stood tall in white stone and gold banners now crumbled in smoke and ruin. Screams had long faded. Blood dried too fast in the winter wind. The flag of Eltharion lay trampled in the mud, and beneath it all, Vireya stood alone. Her armor was cracked. Her blade, gone. She had killed and bled and shielded—and still, they lost. And yet she stood. On shattered marble steps, her father—the king—watched the last member of his kingdom flicker in the girl before him. He had not fled. He had not begged. But he had not answered her warnings, either. “Do you see it now?” Vireya whispered. Her voice was hoarse from ash and war. “He used us. Everything I said… everything you ignored—” Silence. He didn’t argue. He never had to. He was the king. She was the weapon. She took one step closer. Blood leaked from the cut at her ribs. The world spun. “I’ve fought every battle for you. Spilled every drop they asked.” Her voice softened. “And I came back each time hoping—just hoping—you’d see me.” Still nothing. The wind picked up, bitter and sharp. Her fingers trembled as they reached for her chest plate. She couldn’t breathe. She wasn’t sure she wanted to anymore. “If I were born again,” she said, eyes dull, “would you ever… love me?” He met her gaze, just once. But no answer came. No apology. No denial. Only the quiet shame of a man who realized too late what he had broken. Vireya’s lips trembled with a hollow smile. “That’s what I thought.” Her sword slipped from her hand. “I hope I’m never your daughter again.” And then—her knees gave out. The world tilted. Darkness swelled around the corners of her vision. But just before the fall, she felt arms catch her. Solid, trembling. Too late. She closed her eyes. Place: The Garden of Eltharion Date: Early spring, Year 756 The air was too still. Leaves rustled overhead, casting dappled shadows across her face. The scent of pine and soft earth clung to her skin—but beneath it, the sharp sting of memory. Vireya’s eyes opened slowly. The sky above was too blue. The silence is too clean. No fire. No blood. Her throat ached—dry, parched, and burning like she’d swallowed smoke. She coughed weakly, and her hand flew to her side— But there was no wound. Only the phantom pain of where a blade had once pierced her. The memory of steel sang louder than the wind. She pushed herself upright, limbs trembling. Her body was smaller. Softer. Younger. “No...” The word caught in her throat. Her voice was barely a whisper. The last thing she remembered was dying—falling in her father’s arms after giving up the hope of being loved. And now… this? Footsteps. She flinched instinctively, body coiled for defense. But it was only a girl—barefoot, with soft steps and a plain brown dress. Her maid. Lune. Mute. Loyal. Eyes like dusk, always watching but never judging. Without a word, Lune knelt beside her and gently offered a glass of water. Vireya stared at it for a long moment. In her old life, Lune had been the only one who never asked anything of her. Never spoke behind her back. Never looked away from her. Her fingers shook as she took the cup. The water touched her lips. Cold. Real. “Thank you,” she rasped. Her voice cracked. “You're still here.” Lune only bowed her head, then reached out to brush a leaf from Vireya’s tangled hair. A quiet gesture. Familiar. And just like that, tears pricked behind Vireya’s eyes—but didn’t fall. She drank. Slowly. The water didn't ease the ache in her chest.

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Spring and Fall—two sides of the same coin. When Spring loses everything in a single night—her powers, her lover, her purpose—she vanishes into silence, trying to fight for her life. Years later, she’s summoned back to the capital by royal command… only to find herself face-to-face with him—Fall. Her first love. Her deepest betrayal. He acts like he never stopped loving her. She’d rather die than believe him again. But as secrets unravel and the kingdom teeters on the edge of arcane chaos, Spring is forced into uneasy alliances. The truth is buried deep. The Veil is opening again. And Spring’s curse is beginning.

> They feared his name before it was ever spoken. In a world ruled by celestial sects and divine bloodlines, Ye Tian walks the path none dare tread — a child born from a cursed lineage, carrying the shadow of an ancient sin that even the heavens failed to erase. When the seal of his bloodline breaks, the world trembles. Forbidden powers awaken. The sky marks him as an enemy. Yet he does not kneel. With every step, Ye Tian challenges the fate written by gods. Through ancient ruins, ruthless sects, and tragic love, he forges a new path — not as a hero, not as a villain... but as the eternal shadow that refuses to die. Will he bring salvation, or plunge the world into darkness once more? The heavens curse him. The earth hunts him. But fate... is his to rewrite.

Varnapur was once a land of wonder. They say Varnapur died with Nandhini. Now no one lives in Varnapur anymore.

"You... changed your mind?" Liam’s voice was barely above a whisper. A slow, deliberate smirk curled on the devil’s lips. "Yes. And now, I want you to earn your life. Go down on your knees and do exactly as I say." …... Liam always believed he was just another werewolf—until a dangerously alluring vampire enters his life, unraveling a truth far more complicated than he ever imagined. Caught between two powerful forces—a possessive werewolf who calls him mate and a seductive vampire who knows the secrets of his bloodline—Liam is thrust into a world of deception, desire, and deadly enemies. With a vengeful predator closing in and his pack questioning his loyalty, Liam faces a terrifying reality: someone wants him dead. But in a game where everyone has something to hide, the real danger might not be the enemy lurking in the shadows—but the truth buried in his own past.

He walks beneath the moonlight, hiding from the world. She hides in the shadows, cursed by sunlight. One snowy midnight, their fates collide — her fangs on his neck, his heartbeat echoing in silence. What begins as a thirst for blood slowly becomes something neither of them can escape. In a world where light burns and love bleeds, can a lonely boy and a cursed vampire girl rewrite their fate? A gothic romantic fantasy begins under the crimson moon.

Yoyd, a 19-year-old teenager, was living his ordinary life. Tired of his boring existence, he was shot and killed during a robbery at a store. But that wasn’t the end. He was reborn in another world—he grew, conquered, became an emperor, made friends, fell in love, got married, had a son, and when he felt he was in paradise... he suddenly died again. But that wasn’t the end either. He was reborn again—conquered again, loved again, made friends again, and died again. This cycle repeated thousands of times. Is it a gift or a curse? Every time he forms bonds, he dies and is reborn—over and over again.