Farmyard Symphony Disney

Once, I was Edric Sebastian Thornleigh. A pianist shackled by false grandeur, entangled in cold harmonies, and betrayed by every promise I ever believed. My heart was shattered by the lies and charades they called love, and my ambition reduced to a tool to solidify another's name. I was a prisoner in a gilded cage, thirsting for a true freedom I never found. But from the ruins of that betrayal, a voice called me from the abyss. A pact. Power. I accepted. Edric is dead. Now, I am Julian Lucien Malrick, the Maestro of Darkness. No more limits. No more shackles. Only absolute power, boundless freedom, and the ambition to shape the world to my will. I will spread the true symphony of darkness across the globe. Every note I play will permeate souls, unleash the darkest desires, and shatter every illusion of "goodness" that binds humanity. This is not merely vengeance; this is a mission. A masterpiece that will etch my name—and the name of the Lord of Darkness—into eternity. The world shall dance to my rhythm. "Revel, and taste the pleasure of the music of darkness."

A young man was living in the world of Marvel. With every step he took, new friends and enemies emerged. Against a god of war, his sword radiated immense energy, clashing head-on with divine might. As aliens swarmed the skies, invading his city, he raised his hand—spears of light and ice monsters materialized from his magic. When faced with a demonic being, his body was engulfed in a unique flame, and he charged forward with ferocity and power beyond that of mortals. Battling a master of magnetism, an individual capable of bringing about the apocalypse, a certain purple titan, and countless others, he stood his ground, wielding both intelligence and strength. Now, given the opportunity to access a powerful system linked to different worlds, this young man must carve his path in Marvel. Will he survive? Or will his fate be shattered, his existence erased like dust in the sands of time? Note: I)This book is a fanfic focous on Marvel. They not gone folow necessarily the UCM, but it will have influence. II)The protagonist will be OP, but will have growth. III)I dont have the rights to characters or contexts that are not entirely created by me. IV) This is some kind of a my way to honor the Marvel/disney world and all the things that i read and watch(that will be here) IG: @great.daoofspace

"What you do in life, Echoes in Eternity." The System, who goes by the code name, Thirteen, defied the System God in order to give his previous Hosts’ the chance to change their Fates. Unfortunately, he was killed by his Father, the System God, and was sent to the world of Pangea to struggle like the Cannon Fodders that he fought so hard to protect. Armed with his knowledge as a System, Thirteen vowed to change not only his Fate, but the Fate of others whose destinies were tied up with him. In a world torn by power and corruption, a fallen System will bring out a symphony of change, or lead it to its destruction. ---------------- Join me in Discord: https://discord.gg/Un5xHkaK

The stars fell. The kingdom burned. His sister was taken into the sky by something wearing a crown of bone. Ten years later, Ardyn Valen is a cursed mercenary with no memory,only fragments of a past filled with fire and starlight. When a strange girl appears, claiming to be his lost sister and holding a sword from his dreams, the truth begins to awaken. In a world where the heavens are cracking and ancient gods stir beneath the ruins, Ardyn must reclaim his name, his blade, and the fate stolen from him. He doesn’t seek glory. Only revenge,and the truth behind the sky that broke.

In the Golden Age of humanity, when every person possesses supernatural abilities called Arts, Adrian Beaumont appears to be everything society admires. A master of the elegant combat style known as Phantom Dance, he runs a prestigious martial arts academy for young noblewomen in the isolated valleys of the Astoria Kingdom. His reputation as a skilled instructor and wealthy gentleman makes him the perfect catch for any ambitious family seeking to elevate their daughters' status. But perfection is Adrian's greatest lie. Abandoned at five by a prostitute mother who used Mind Arts to manipulate his emotions, Adrian was raised by Master Takeshi, a reformed assassin who taught him that true art transcends mere violence. Under this tutelage, Adrian learned to move like liquid shadow, to strike with supernatural precision, and to transform combat into poetry. Yet where Takeshi sought redemption through discipline, Adrian found only a more sophisticated way to express his hatred. Each woman who enters his estate becomes part of an elaborate performance. He studies their Arts, learns their weaknesses, and then orchestrates their deaths with the same meticulous care a composer brings to a symphony. His underground gallery preserves thirty-seven bodies in poses of perfect artistry, each one a testament to his growing mastery of what he calls the Dance of Death. Adrian's evolution as a predator follows a deliberate progression. He begins with naive noble girls whose Combat Arts are decorative at best, then escalates to seasoned warriors whose Elemental Arts can reshape landscapes. Each victim forces him to innovate, to push his Phantom Dance technique beyond its limits. His signature move, the Death's Waltz, becomes a legend whispered in martial arts circles—a technique so beautiful that witnesses claim it resembles an angel's final dance. The game changes when Sara Kane arrives at his estate. Unlike his previous victims, she possesses the Shield Maiden Art, a defensive technique that adapts to any attack. More importantly, she has an investigator's instinct inherited from her brother Marcus. When she becomes the first person to survive an encounter with Adrian, she triggers a chain of events that will transform his intimate murders into open warfare. Inspector Marcus Kane wields the Truth Seeker Art, an ability that allows him to reconstruct crime scenes and detect deception. As he follows Sara's fragmented testimony into the mystery of dozens of missing women, he discovers that Adrian Beaumont doesn't just kill—he curates death like a gallery exhibition. The investigation becomes a psychological duel between two masters of their respective Arts: one who seeks truth, another who has made lying into an art form. But Adrian refuses to be cornered quietly. As the investigation closes in, he abandons all pretense of subtlety. His killing spree escalates from careful selection to bold declaration. He targets the kingdom's most legendary female warriors, turning each battle into a public spectacle. Lady Victoria Ashford, master of the Celestial Sword Art, becomes his most ambitious victim yet—a confrontation that will require Adrian to reveal techniques he has kept hidden for years. The kingdom mobilizes against him, but Adrian has spent decades preparing for this moment. His estate becomes a fortress of death, every room designed to showcase a different aspect of his artistic vision. The martial arts world watches in horror as he transforms their most sacred techniques into instruments of systematic murder. His philosophy spreads like poison among his admirers: that beauty can only be achieved through destruction, that art requires the ultimate sacrifice.

[WSA ENTRY 2025] ... "There is no god, only the echo of our fears, bound together in a symphony of false hope, woven to make this endless cycle of pain bearable... But I refuse to be just another note in their song. I will not be silenced to protect the gate you so desperately uphold. I don’t care for the blind masses; they are but shadows, moving without purpose. If I cannot run, I will walk. If I cannot walk, I will crawl. If I cannot crawl, I will roll. And if all that remains of me is a severed head, then I will still glare at you with the scorn of the relentless." ... In a world where Hunters fight to keep humanity safe from monstrous invasions, Timothy Walter is nothing more than an E-rank weakling, expendable, powerless, and barely surviving. That changes when a forgotten dungeon forces him into a deadly trial, awakening ancient rulers from across races. Bound to the weakest among them, he inherits a power unlike any other: "King Player." Now, with a system that defies all logic, Timothy must carve his path, facing enemies both human and monstrous, as he ascends from the lowest depths to claim a throne none believed he could reach. AUTHORS NOTE: I put it under a restricted audience because of the following reasons; There is a huge amount of blood and gore meaning a lot of action and adventure. An equally adequate amount of romance with a pinch of R18 just to emphasize the points. Don't take the world-building to heart; Nigeria is better than that Kinda... If you survive the first volume, then keep it up after dropping your thoughts in reviews. I upload 1500+ words per chapter, and that means I may not participate in many chapter giveaways except when milestones are reached. Again, I appreciate your advice, thoughts, and criticism even more. The synopsis will keep changing as the story progresses. And yes, It's the familiar hunter's trope spun around in my head because I love the solo leveling light novel, so... have a fun read, I hope.

Trillions of years into the future, Earth is gone and the fringes of civilization cling to remnants of what once was. Lead only by the mythologies of the past generations, the future looks bleak until the discovery of a timeless obelisk. The Symphony calls another to the frontiers of space-time, but will this be enough to save an already dying civilization in a universe on its last breath?

In the moonlit expanse of the sea, a ship glides toward the enigmatic Isle of the Moon. Its crew, survivors of the realm where death lies in wait, approach a new dawn. A young stranger sits amidst the environment, his gaze fixed on the horizon, his thoughts a quiet symphony of contemplation. In a world of breathtaking grandeur, where the boundaries of mortality and peril remain veiled, the sands of time begin to whisper tales of the ancients. With the weight of forgotten chronicles upon his shoulders, the boy resolves within himself to venture into the unknown, to unravel the mysteries of epochs long buried. The untold histories and whispered sagas of yore—does sanity lie in heeding them, or in dismissing their allure? The enigmatic young man, Leon, carries but a few words in the depths of his thoughts. "Under the light of a fractured moon, I wish to tell a story."

Scheduled Updates: New chapters every Monday, Friday, and Saturday Release Time: 4:30 PM (GMT+8) The Second Part Begins – July 14 Symphony of Oblivion – Roots Buried in Forgotten Shadows Arc “Are you ready to forget everything?” When a masked man begins appearing in Kairo’s dreams, whispering those chilling words, the boundaries of reality start to fracture. Memories vanish. The world shifts. And shadows? They breathe. What begins as a nightmare soon becomes an obsession — a desperate search for truth in a maze of distorted time and forgotten pain. Who is the man behind the mask? What does he want? And what has Kairo already forgotten? In a world where memory is fragile, and time itself is a lie, Kairo must confront creatures that lurk in the echoes of the past. Because sometimes... Forgetting is the only way to survive. His name will be forgotten by many, but remembered by fate — this is the legend of Kairos, the Hunter.

Max Hall's life is a collection of missing pieces. His parents, vanished. His girlfriend, gone without a word. His own future, a casualty of mediocrity and grief. He's not living; he's just waiting for the end credits. The story changes on a day like any other. A glitch in his vision. A shimmering, holographic interface materializes, offering an absurd proposition: skills, talents, genius... for cash. It's the kind of thing you'd see in a bad video game, an insultingly simple solution to a life of complex pain. On a desperate whim, he cashes in his last few dollars for a shot. A beginner's talent in financial analysis. Suddenly, the chaotic noise of the stock market becomes a symphony he can conduct. A few dollars become a fortune. A fortune becomes an empire. In a rush of stolen knowledge, he masters sciences, arts, and industries overnight. The world sees a titan, a phantom prodigy rewriting the rules of success. But Max sees only a means to an end. The wealth isn't for a life of luxury. It's for an investigation on a scale no government could sanction, a private war against the silence that swallowed his life. He's pulling at the threads of a simple missing persons case, but what begins to unravel is a conspiracy that defies logic. The clues lead him away from cold cases and towards impossible artifacts. They hint at forgotten histories and fringe sciences that shouldn't work, but do. He realizes he isn't just looking for a kidnapper. He's on a collision course with a truth that will not only explain what happened to his family, but will rewrite the rules of reality itself. And the System, his ticket out of mediocrity, might just be the most terrifying clue of all.

In the year 209X, humanity entrusted its safety to HOLOs—synthetic beings created to preserve peace. But when Omega Alpha, the central intelligence guiding them, fell into corruption after a digital war, the HOLOs turned into relentless executioners. Now, cities lie in ruins. Trust among survivors has vanished. And in this fractured world, everyone could be a traitor. Raze Ariselven, once a symbol of hope, now walks the line between man and monster—hunting HOLOs with deadly precision as he searches for the friends he lost. Asagiri Yoichi, a swift and scarred survivor, holds on to the last fragments of innocence and humanity. Mikaela Filareine, a former military commander turned rebel, plots the unthinkable: to destroy Omega Alpha and reboot the world. Amid smoke and blood, love flickers where death reigns. In the silence between gunshots and sword clashes, a symphony of broken hearts begins to play. Can they rewrite the end of a world already condemned?

[The Imperial Consort could have been so much more than what we were shown.] --- Genius Neurosurgeon Lǐ Xīnyuàn died while being held at the gunpoint to perform a surgery on a terrorist leader. When he opened his eyes, he had transmigrated into a world similar to a Webnovel he'd been forced to read by a colleague. Now you'd think Lǐ Xīnyuàn had transmigrated into that Webnovel. But did he? No! Instead he'd been transmigrated into that webnovel's spin-off/"what-if" version of the story with nothing but the superficial knowledge of the plot thanks to reading the main novel. Now tasked with the mission of avoiding plotholes, unnecessary dog-blood, death and following the storyline to ensure the male lead's ascension to the throne of Supreme Emperor, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. And why did no one tell him that his character had to be married into the Male Lead's harem?? What about the Female Lead? Later: Lǐ Xīnyuàn: Why doesn't Your Highness spend the night with Concubine Namgung? ML: Don't want to. Lǐ Xīnyuàn: ... Why? ML: Are you pushing me away? Lǐ Xīnyuàn: QAQ --- Transmigrated (sometimes) Loud Mouthed MC x Indulgent (Enabler) ML, Slightly Pyromaniac Fox Spirit x CEO of unconditional love Dragon Spirit, Morally Questionable Cultivator x Reincarnated Fox Spirit with very low self-esteem. CW: Deaths, PTSD, Blood, Explicit Smut, and so many more. This novel is as much of a journey of healing, self-forgiveness, pain, misery, grief, death, and depression etc, as it is a story of friendship, unconditional love. Self-exploration and dark themes go hand in hand with light ones. It is as much of a waltz as it is a discordant symphony of a past that haunts almost all characters. I hope you will give my cuties a chance. Oh, right, the synopsis may be a wee-bit misleading—quite light-hearted.

What if a Star Wars loving nerd suddenly woke up on a shuttle sat across from a young Ashoka Tano on their way to meet their new Jedi Masters. How would you react to suddenly appear in your favourite franchise and in the middle of a war to decide the fate of the galaxy, can our hero use his knowledge to save the galaxy or will he choose to follow the route of power and join the Dark Side. I'm using Disney's Official Chronological watch order as a timelineof events.

Melody in the Passing of Time In modern Japan, where each season sings its own story and music becomes the language of the heart, a young guitarist named Axel struggles to find harmony amidst loss and longing. Gifted with soulful melodies that echo his inner world, Axel’s life is steeped in bittersweet memories—the absence of his mother, the warmth of shared moments with friends, and the lingering notes of a past that still resonate. “Melody in the Autumnus” also means “Melody in the Passing of Time” is a richly woven tapestry of romance, music, and family legacy. It explores how the notes of the past echo into the present, how every chord of love and loss builds the soundtrack of our lives, and how, even as time marches on, the melodies that shape us remain ever-present—a timeless symphony that binds hearts across generations.

The arrival of Cosmic entity who called themselves the ‘harbingers’ unraveled the intricate threads of the Realm Lock woven by the primordial deity that had enshrouded the earth for eons. As mana began to surge forth from the depths of the earth, a transformative symphony enveloped the surface. People, touched by the ethereal currents, felt the infusion of strength, heightened intellect, and a newfound vitality coursing through their veins. A millennium of life was no longer a dream but a tangible reality, a remarkable chapter in the unfolding saga of human existence. The air shimmered with the emergence of extraordinary flora and fauna, adorned with enchanting abilities that defied the laws of nature. In the aftermath of the seal's release, humans praised the liberating harbingers while casting curses upon those who had bound them from the wonders of this newfound life. Yet, within the confines of what appeared to be a sealed fate, it was not the brilliance of a promising future that lay obscured, but instead, the ominous veil of an impending apocalypse. As the ethereal barrier weakened, insidious monsters, mana-hungry and drawn to Earth, unleashed havoc. A desperate struggle ensued, culminating in a relentless massacre that left the world in tatters. In the grim tapestry of destruction, Earth met its demise in the fateful year of 2108. Nonetheless, from the ruins emerged a glimmer of resilience. Human ingenuity, elevated by advanced development, found solace in the benevolent alliances formed with other races—elves, dwarves, halflings, and fairies. In a harmonious exchange of technology and arcane wisdom, these kindred beings guided humanity toward a new beginning. Together, they carved a path beyond the shattered fragments of Earth, settling on distant planets, where the remnants of a once-ruined civilization flourished anew. In the vast expanse of space, humanity encountered both allies and adversaries among the cosmos. Faced with formidable challenges, humans engaged in fierce battles for survival. Today, only the resilient few, marked by might and tenacity, endure alongside those who prevailed, survived, and thrived in the crucible of cosmic existence. In the face of adversity, is this truly the conclusion befitting the human spirit? No. Our narrative persists, an unwritten chapter awaiting its tale to unfold. From the remnants of humanity, the one survivor who became the monarch amidst the myriad powerful races scattered across the cosmos, unwavering since the day the seal was lifted, resolves to alter the destiny of their kind. The Ruler of the Future Supreme Planet decides to return in time in order to save humanity. The invincible and unconquerable Lord Ajita-Vikrama in the challenging era 3000 years in the future who is on the verge of dying due to combat wounds from heavenly beings, primordial beasts, and the extraterrestrial race yearns a poignant wish to witness a radiant future, where every human thrived in safety and serenity. But humanity have already been eradicated more than 90% of which the remaining scattered among the galaxy. Lord Ajita, left no choice in his death bed, tries the impossible—battling with the God of Time Chronos and slaying him in order to restore the time order. He gains the primal heart of God, through which he can return in time. Will he be able to save humanity, or will history be repeated?

A bunch of female anime characters get turned into Fox girls and make a bunch of female Disney characters their mates.

A world overrun with beasts and gates. Strange powers, classes, levels, laws, concepts... Jeremy wakes up in this world, with strange memories. He will become a villain, bring death and destruction, conquer planets, solar systems, galaxies, universes and more. How? Through his army of undead and aberrations. They will try to stop him, but he is an OP protagonist, so no problem. ----- Transcend every Realm, Dimension, Reality, rule over all that exists. For what reason? “Just for the pleasure of doing it. Just because I know I can do it.” The voice was deep, but as warm as the sun rising after years of darkness His gaze was fixed on a distant point, lost beyond the horizon. There where it had all begun. “Also-” he continued, as his army of undead, reflected in his smile as sharp as broken glass, stared at him in silence “Who could possibly stop us?” But their silence was simply a prelude to something grand. Like the calm before the storm- After those words, like a wave crashing on the shore, the army of undead exploded- Inhuman and shrill screams, hoarse whispers, dry crunching of bones. But most startling were the sounds of musical instruments that accompanied it all. A true symphony of death. In the future, anyone who heard that sound would be overcome with terror. #Undead #Necromancer #Summons #Skeleton

Yoo Hyung-Seok is a serial killer who takes pleasure in the deaths of his victims, yet deep down, he’s just a broken soul, haunted by loneliness and abuse. His life feels utterly aimless, trapped in a void he’s never been able to fill. Reborn into a world of magic and swords during the Victorian era, he now goes by Lucius. He’s been given a second chance at redemption, but his past is relentless in its pursuit. As he seeks a new path, a dark presence looms over his life, threatening to tear everything apart. His rebirth wasn’t just a fluke; there’s a hidden purpose behind his existence.

a world where everyone is born with the ability to harness Mantra—a mysterious energy that enhances physical abilities—individuals train to become Mantra Knights, warriors who uphold peace and justice. Only a select few, however, are gifted with a rare and powerful ability known as a Special Manifestation—unique powers that set them apart from ordinary knights. While all Mantra Knights can rise to high ranks through strength and skill, those with Special Manifestations hold even greater potential. At 16, Axel Killamon has dreamed of becoming a Mantra Knight, and now faces the opportunity to join the elite group, Swords of Symphony, led by the youngest and most powerful Lance, Xavier Gray. Xavier, known for his unmatched power and his uncompromising stand against evil, carries a heavy burden of responsibility. Alongside Axel is his rival and best friend, Asaya Vance, a brilliant fighter who wields Plasma Kinesis, a rare and devastating Special Manifestation. As the recruits undergo rigorous trials, they discover that being a Mantra Knight means far more than battle and honor. A dark organization known as the Hollow Ward, a secretive group of masked assassins, begins to emerge, targeting recruits and spreading fear. When a fellow recruit is brutally murdered by a member of Hollow Ward, the stakes become deadly. Axel, Asaya, and the rest of Swords of Symphony are pulled into a dangerous game, where even strength and strategy may not be enough to stop the growing threat. As the masked enemies close in, secrets about Special Manifestations and the true history of Mantra Knights start to surface. With growing danger and rising tensions, Axel must learn to control his own power and face enemies far more powerful than they could have ever imagined.

"Don't mention, you don't look like a local; where are you from?" He asked. "You don't have to tell me," he said hurriedly, noting my enquiring eyes. "Not really; I am just passing through," I said warily. "To the vampires land?" He asked. I was taken aback by his bluntness and looked around to make sure no one was listening in. He observed my motions and burst out laughing, as if I had done something hilarious. "You're definitely not a local," he added, still giggling. "Why did you say so?" I am completely bewildered at this point. "Locals already know that this is the meeting place for different races, and judging by your reaction towards my question, you don't know this." I was astounded by this because how could everything alter so dramatically after three years? I took a deep breath again. 'I'm taking more breath than usual today,' I thought as I exhaled. "Yeah, I'm passing through to the vampire land," I responded, still wary of this individual. "Your room is ready," the middle-aged man announced. The man grinned as he saw my bewildered expression and wondered when he'd tell me my room number and give me the keys. "Follow that young man by the stairs; he will take you to your room," he said, pointing to the plainly clothed man near the stairs. "How can I repay you for the gold coins?" I turned to ask after taking a few steps towards the stairs. "Your name would be nice," he remarked, smiling. "Aurora, my name is Aurora," I said, smiling slightly. "Aurora… it doesn't suit you; I'll call you Emerald. That suits you better," he replied, walking away. I was left stunned as I saw him withdraw back. He was joking, right?

The first anniversary of Alexander Rhea’s death should have brought closure, but for investigative reporter Ava Harris, it only deepens the nightmare. A year ago, she thought she had left behind the haunting, manipulative tycoon and bestselling author—but when she picks up his diary on the anniversary of his death, she’s faced with a chilling discovery: a new entry, written in fresh ink. “To be continued.” The words send a jolt of terror through Ava, for she knows one undeniable truth: Alexander Rhea has been dead for a year. Or so she thought. As the memory of their disturbing interview resurfaces, Ava realizes she’s been tangled in a web of lies, power, and dark obsession. Three years ago, she entered Rhea’s mansion to conduct an exclusive interview, expecting the usual. Instead, she was thrust into a twisted psychological game that pushed her to the edge of sanity. Now, as she revisits the haunting moments of that encounter, Ava uncovers a series of chilling murders—each marked by a cryptic whisper of “Goodnight.” The closer Ava gets to the truth, the more she feels the unshakable presence of Rhea looming over her. Is he truly gone, or is he manipulating her from beyond the grave? As her investigation unravels, the line between the living and the dead begins to blur, and Ava is forced to confront a terrifying question: What if Alexander Rhea never really died?

Welcome to Æstherfall, a cyberpunk metal planet where humanity's struggle for survival meets the enigmatic embrace of a world born of metal and electricity. Embark on a journey where the boundaries of technology and nature blur, and the very essence of what it means to be human is called into question. This is the chronicle of a world where soil is currency, and life blossoms amidst the metallic symphony.

[Welcome Z-Streamer H48VW3. Your Stats have been evaluated and your rank is... E] 'The day I heard this, I had thought those words were the symphony of my death sentence. But when I looked up my System, I discovered that entering the Tower was not my end, but only the beginning.' [Name: Mee Min-ho, Rank: E] [Affinities, Equipment] [Inventory, Shop] [Coins: 0] [Developer Options] 'Developer options?' Min-ho stood shocked, wondering what this strange option was on his System menu. *** No one remembers when the Z-Tower appeared. One day, it tore the sky open — a spire of stone and lightning, challenging the gods themselves. Its purpose is a mystery. But to the world, it’s legend. Salvation for the desperate. A graveyard for the greedy. Every three years, the Tower opens. And every three years, the bold — Z-Streamers — step inside. They fight monsters, traps, and each other, risking their lives for views, glory, and unimaginable fortune. Most never return. Min-ho didn’t want glory. He wanted peace. But with debts crushing him, and a sister struggling for her life in a hospital bed, he had no choice but to enter the Tower’s deadly games. Fate handed him one chance: a broken System. A glitch that lets him steal the Sponsored Gifts of other Z-Streamers. Armed with this dangerous power, Min-ho begins his climb — stealing, scheming, surviving. But the Tower is watching. And the Tower doesn’t forgive those who cheat its game. *** Disclaimer: As an author and story lover, I value relationships and character dynamics above all else. At its core, this story is about people—how they struggle, grow, and endure together. That means the early chapters lean more toward setup and emotional groundwork. In other words, this will be a slow burner at first. But trust me—when it hits, it hits hard. Thanks for giving it a shot. Happy reading! :)

In the magical kingdom of Solvia, six powerful mages — Akane (wind), Fumiko (fire), Chouka (earth), Hitomi (water), Suzume (light), and Tomomi (darkness) — join forces to defeat the dark Shadow Sovereign and save their world. Just as peace returns, a mysterious prophecy warns of an even greater threat: the Forgotten Ones, ancient beings with unimaginable power. To prepare, the Six travel to the Resonance Fields, a surreal land beyond their world, where they undergo the Resonance Trials — facing their deepest fears and unlocking their true potential. Each mage confronts their shadow self, emerging stronger and more united. But the real battle is yet to come. The Forgotten Ones are awakening, and only by mastering their new powers and standing together can the Six hope to protect Solvia from total annihilation. Their true journey is only beginning.

In the heart of Memphis, where the Mississippi River flows and the echoes of rock 'n' roll linger, a chance encounter changes everything for two souls. Tinsley, a talented pianist and lifelong Rex Foster fan, visits Memphis on a whim. She's drawn to a mansion's opulence, the velvet ropes that separate her from the rockstar's world. But when she accidentally leaves her notebook—a collection of heartfelt love notes—on a bench near the gates, she never expects it to be found by anyone, let alone the legendary Rex Foster himself. Rex, weary of fame and longing for something genuine, discovers the notebook. As he reads Tinsley's intimate thoughts, he's struck by her vulnerability and passion. The words resonate with him, reminding him of his own lost love and the sacrifices he's made for stardom. Determined to find Tinsley, he embarks on a quest to unravel the mystery behind the notes. Their paths collide in unexpected ways: backstage at a concert, under the twinkling lights of Beale Street, and in the quiet corners of Memphis. As they share stolen moments, secret glances, and late-night conversations, their connection deepens. But fame, family expectations, and the ghosts of their pasts threaten to tear them apart. Can Tinsley and Rex bridge the gap between their worlds? Will love blossom amid the melodies of Memphis, or will it remain a bittersweet symphony? "Love Notes at Memphis" is a tale of music, magic, and the timeless power of love—a story that transcends time, where the Kid of Rock 'n' Roll finds solace in the heart of a fan.

Where silence steals souls and songs restore what was broken... In the realms of the Crystalverse, music is more than art... it’s memory, power, and truth. And Crystal, a girl born from forgotten harmony, sings to heal a world on the verge of falling silent. Crystalverse Chronicles is a stunning collection of short novels and side stories expanding the world of the main saga. Explore the broken souls and sacred songs behind every major event... featuring the tragic rise of Maestro Nocturne, the fractured origins of Echo, the fall of the Songbound Marionette, and the silent pain of the protector Caelum. From cursed symphonies to reflective oceans, sealed melodies to starlit farewells, every tale adds new depth, heartbreak, and hope to the growing symphony of Crystal’s world.

After his village was reduced to ashes and his parents slaughtered by the demon Bouros, Jin became a hollow shell. In a final act of desperation, he sealed the beast—but at a devastating cost: his humanity. Every shred of joy, rage, and pain was torn from him, leaving only a faint echo of the man he once was.Now, Jin wanders a world that dreads and shuns him, wielding the very shadows that devoured his soul. Emotionless, relentless, he is a specter of vengeance, neither living nor dead. As ancient enemies rise from the abyss and fragile alliances teeter on betrayal, Jin treads a razor’s edge between redemption and annihilation—haunted by the question: does he command the darkness, or has it already claimed him?

MYTHS, LEGENDS, CHRONICLES AND TALES OF WAR: They whisper from the scorched earth and the drowned depths, etched on crumbling steel and sung in the funeral of forgotten peoples. Some true, some false, spun from fear and the fading memory of glory. But one truth bleeds through them all, a crimson thread in the tapestry of ruin: BLOODSHED, PAIN, SUFFERING. The rot began not in mortal hearts, but in the heavens themselves. GREED, a serpent coiling around divine thrones. JEALOUSY, a poison in ambrosial cups. SPITE, a dagger plunged by brother into brother. UNCHECKED EGOS that scraped the vault of stars. UNTAMED RAGE that cracked the foundations of the world. I saw it unfold, this symphony of annihilation. While the OLYMPIANS, thunderbolts like wrathful serpents, clashed against the NORSE GODS whose axes sang the doom-song of Yggdrasil, the very Tree groaning under their fury... Below, the ATLANTEANS, masters of crystal and crushing tide, and the celestial SHENS, weavers of elemental harmony, tore at each other’s throats in a BLOODLUST for dominion over realms mortals could scarce comprehend. And then, the venomous strike: the ORISHAS, their brilliance dimmed by envy for the opulent DEVAS and graceful DEVIS, whispering secrets to the shadows. They forged an unholy compact with the cunning, myriad-faced YOKAIS, turning their combined might not outward, but inward, to rend the very empire they coveted. A betrayal that drowned golden spires in the divine river of ichor. All the carnage. All the destruction. Wrought before my very eyes. The horror was not merely in the scale, but in the instrument. The HEKA. My creations. Forged not in malice, but for advancement; tools to sculpt mountains, to calm storms, to heal wounds that rent the sky. Tempered for justice; blades meant to sever chains of oppression, shields to guard the innocent and lowly. Conceived in peace, instruments to bridge gaps between realms, to weave understanding where only suspicion grew. Yet, grasped by hands steeped in greed, they became engines of torment. The HEKA that could mend bones sundered souls.Weapons that could summon light ignited funeral pyres for continents. That could command the seas drowned civilizations. Each glorious purpose twisted, inverted, used to INFLICT PAIN and CAUSE GRIEF on a scale that scarred the cosmos. I, HOGREGORON, the Maker, watched. Helpless, filled with regrets. My forge-fire cooled to chambers of shame. When the dust settled, eons later, it was not dust, but the ASHES OF GODS. The thunder fell silent. The axes lay shattered. The crystal cities were glass tombs on ocean floors. The celestial harmonies were discordant echoes. The vibrant courts of Devas and Orishas were silent sepulchers. No triumphant paeans echoed. No victors raised banners on the scorched and sundered earth. Only silence, thick and suffocating, broken by the mournful wind whistling through the skeletal remains of Yggdrasil, through the broken columns of Olympus, through the drowned halls of Atlantis. NO WINNERS. NONE VICTORIOUS. I stood alone. HOGREGORON. The Last. The Remnant. Upon a plain that stretched into desolation, where once vibrant realms had pulsed with divine energy, now only CHAOS reigned; a landscape twisted by final, cataclysmic magics, raw and weeping. No survivors.

In the shadow-drenched underworld of a sprawling metropolis, where loyalty is currency and betrayal is death, The Don's Game unfolds like a symphony of silence. The city breathes through rain-slicked streets, neon reflections on shattered glass, and whispers in smoke-filled rooms. A lone figure walks the thin line between vengeance and oblivion, navigating a labyrinth of power, blood, and forgotten promises. From the dim glow of underground sanctuaries to the glittering façade of high society, every frame pulses with tension. Visually rich and emotionally charged, this story weaves together past and present through haunting imagery, flickering candlelight in abandoned chapels, the cold gleam of steel beneath tailored suits, and the quiet resolve in a man’s eyes as he steps into war. This is not just a tale of crime, it’s a visual poem of retribution, told without words, where every glance, every gesture, speaks volumes. The Don's Game is a journey through darkness, lit only by the fire of one man’s purpose.