Renji Hollow

Synopsis of Emotions? Saito Atsuki is a prodigy feared and misunderstood by the world. Born with unimaginable power, he walks a lonely path, devoid of emotions and connections. But even the strongest heart cannot remain untouched forever. As he journeys to become an Arcane Warrior, Atsuki’s life takes a turn when he meets people who break through his icy exterior, teaching him the value of trust, laughter, and love. Yet, with every bond he forms, he risks losing the fragile emotions he’s only just discovered. Can Atsuki balance his overwhelming power with the delicate feelings that make him human, or will his emotions slip away, leaving him as a hollow vessel of strength? A tale of struggle, growth, and the search for meaning in a world that sees him as a weapon rather than a person.

Forensic psychologist Eleanor "Ellie" Grayson is called to evaluate Jonas Blackwood, the sole survivor of a gruesome massacre linked to an occult ritual. Jonas exhibits disturbing behavior—his eyes empty, his voice shifting, and his words cryptic: “We are many. We are hollow.” At first, Ellie assumes he’s suffering from severe psychological trauma, but when a wave of unexplained violence spreads through the psychiatric hospital where he’s held, she realizes something far more sinister is at play. As Ellie investigates, she uncovers a chilling legend—The Hollow Ones. Once human, these beings have been emptied of all emotions, desires, and identities, becoming vessels for an ancient, unknowable force. The more people they consume, the stronger their presence in the world. And the more Ellie learns about them, the more they take notice of her. Soon, she begins experiencing eerie symptoms—her reflection lags in mirrors, she hears voices whispering from the shadows, and she feels her emotions dulling as if something is siphoning her very soul. Desperate for answers, she joins forces with Dr. Alistair Kincaid, an occult historian who warns that once someone is marked by the Hollow Ones, the process of hollowing out is nearly unstoppable. As Ellie fights to retain her sense of self, she discovers that Jonas Blackwood’s excavation of an ancient burial site may have unleashed the Hollow Ones once more. The entities do not kill—they spread, infecting the minds and bodies of the living, transforming them into soulless husks. Now, Ellie must race against time to stop the spread before she loses herself completely. But how do you fight something that is already inside you? And if the price of survival means sacrificing a part of her humanity, is she willing to pay it? In a chilling blend of supernatural horror and psychological suspense, The Hollow Ones is a terrifying exploration of identity, possession, and the creeping fear of losing what makes us human.

Do you believe in magic? The answer of most will be no. But what if magic DID exsist? To some, it might just be your typical average story. But this has an element of unpredictability mixed in between. Diane Lewis was a normal teenage girl from an aristocratic family. But since she met HIM, her view of the world turned upside down. "How is that even possible?" She asked, mouth agape. He smiled at her, showing a perfect set of snow-white teeth. "With magic, anything is possible." Horn your skills and train your ability. "I will protect you." She said, with a determined gaze. "You can Barely even protect yourself. You are not strong enough." He retorted. "Then, just wait for Me to get stronger." She said, with a smile. "You have no right to be here. We cut ties remember?" He said, glaring at her fiercely. "I am not here for you. I am here for the family. I still have people I treasure here. So let me through or else..." She completed her statement by majestically drawing out her sword. So many secrets lay hidden. Injustice in the form of justice. Lies, fabricated to become truth. Deception roams around, unleashed. And a Naive girl, who had never seen the shadow that lurked around in the abyss. Will she Survive? Will she fail? It is up to you to find out.

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.

The Priest of Hollow Hill For centuries, Salvatore Vernoux has existed in the shadows—once a feared warlord, now a revered priest in a quiet village. But behind his holy facade lies something far darker. His hands are stained with the blood of the past, and his influence stretches further than any villager could ever suspect. He has lived for 500 years, shaping history from behind the scenes, erasing those who uncover too much. None have ever come close to challenging him. Until Leonhardt Vale. A warrior sent to kill him. A man with nothing to lose. The first enemy in centuries to truly threaten Salvatore’s existence. As past and present collide, Salvatore is forced to confront the ghosts of his own making. The dead whisper his name. The past refuses to stay buried. And the longer he looks into the abyss, the more it seems to be staring back. Because immortality does not mean invincibility. And the past is never truly dead.

Evelyn Mercer never planned to return to Black Hollow, the eerie town she left behind after her mother’s tragic death. But when whispers start calling her name—soft, insistent voices that invade her dreams and waking hours—she has no choice but to go back. From the moment she arrives, the town feels wrong. The streets are too empty, the people too watchful, and the past lingers like a shadow that refuses to fade. As she checks into the decrepit Black Hollow Inn, the whispers grow stronger. They murmur in the dark, calling her by name, warning her to leave. But something roots her in place—something she can’t explain. When she discovers that her mother is listed among the town’s many missing persons—despite the official story of her death—Evelyn realizes that Black Hollow is hiding secrets far darker than she ever imagined. People have been vanishing for decades, taken by something unseen, something that whispers in the night. As Evelyn digs deeper, she finds herself entangled in a mystery that defies reason. The whispers are not just voices—they are entities, bound to the town, watching, waiting. And they have chosen her. With time running out and the boundary between the living and the lost growing thin, Evelyn must uncover the truth before she, too, becomes nothing more than another name whispered in the dark.

Eclipsed by fate Who remembers the ruin of a god? Who dares to chase what was never meant to be found? Noor—an enigma draped in silk, a storm without thunder, a shadow that bends the world yet leaves no trace of its touch. She is whispered of in corridors where power is traded like currency, yet no man holds her name, no past binds her, no hand dares to reach. She walks unclaimed, unseen, forgotten by design. But some things refuse to be buried. Some ghosts never rest. Sanlang, a man cast in golden light, sculpted into perfection, a deity in the eyes of the world—and yet hollow. Beneath the applause, beneath the worship, something stirs. It begins as whispers in the dark, fragments of a life he does not remember, a truth that gnaws at the edges of his mind. A gavel’s fall. A price too steep. Shackles too fine for a king. And in the abyss of his lost memories, she stands. Watching. Waiting. Who is she? A dream? A curse? Or the key to a something that should have remained untouched? He chases her like a man chasing the sun, believing himself the hunter. He is wrong. She does not run. She does not fear. She does not need to hide, for she knows—should he tread too far, should he step beyond the veil—he will find not salvation, not love, but the remnants of a god unmade. He who was never meant to remember. But now that he does, the only question that remains is this: Will Noor let him live with the truth? Or will she erase him as she did herself?

In the world of Eridrith, power isn't given- it's taken. Every decade, five factions send their best contenders to compete in The Dominion Trials, a brutal game where reality shifts, illusion kills, and only one can claim the Hollow Crown. Kayla Rune never wanted the throne- she only entered to find out what happened to her older brother, Kael Rune, who won the last trials... and vanished. But as she fights through the grid, she sees visions of past rulers trapped in an endless nightmare. The hollow crown isn't a prize. It's a prison. Kayla has two choices: win the trials and be consumed by the crown or destroy the dominion before it claims her. One thing's for sure- she's not here to play the game.

Join Ryan on his extraordinary journey to ascend to Godhood as he travels across multiple worlds, each filled with unique challenges and limitless opportunities for growth: Limitless: Unlock the full potential of the brain with NZT drugs. Resident Evil: Push human limits with virus enhancements that grant superhuman strength, agility, and regeneration. Hunter x Hunter: Master the art of Nen, developing a powerful and unique ability. One Piece: Become a legend by mastering Haki, swordsmanship, and the powers of a Devil Fruit. Fairy Tail: Wield Light Dragon Slayer magic and evolve into a powerful dragon, rivaling the Acnologia. Naruto: Master a vast network of bloodline abilities, ascending to the level of an Otsutsuki. Bleach: Harness the powers of both Soul Reaper and Hollow, breaking all limits with Hōgyoku. Lord of Mysteries: Embark on the Hunter pathway and ascend to divinity as a Red Priest God. Warhammer 40,000: Conquer the immaterium and rise as a new Chaos God. Witness Ryan's epic rise as he masters unimaginable abilities, confronts gods and monsters, and reshapes entire worlds on his path to absolute divinity. ___________________________ "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com"

What would you do if you woke up on a throne with no memory of your past life, only darkness feasting on your soul and cold creeping into your bones? You begin to see a person in visions and realize it is yourself, but the figure in these memories is a nightmare. A philosophical tale exploring the curse of emptiness and eternity, leading to an unimaginable hatred for what thrives beyond the shadows. Born from darkness and devoid of memories, a being embarks on a quest to uncover its origins. But as the journey unfolds, the pursuit of forgotten truths only deepens its sense of emptiness. Corrupted by the very answers it seeks, the being becomes the very entity from its memories—lost, hollow, and bound by the relentless cycle of its own existence.

Book 1 in the planned trilogy The Girl Who Sang to the Engine. In a parallel reality where humanity thrives on Ether-a mysterious energy derived from the alien element Anonium-progress comes at a hidden cost. Unbeknownst to society, their reliance on Ether awakens a cosmic Eldritch machine known only as the Engine, whose cryptic motives remain shrouded in static and whispers. Amid this unraveling world, two high school girls emerge as unlikely players in a cosmic game they don't yet understand. Rachel Harper, captain of her basketball team, discovers she has the ability to manipulate time-but each use leaves behind faint traces of static, distorting her reflection and eroding her sense of self. Her best friend, Emily Voss , foresees fragments of alternate lives-all ending tragically-and fears she's next. Together, they stumble upon clues linking their fates to the Engine, though neither understands why. Haunted P.I.A. agent Elijah Carter arrives in Corwood, Tennessee, tasked with investigating reports of anomalies tied to the town's new reactor. A seasoned tracker with the rare ability to see residual echoes of paranormal events, Elijah quickly realizes he's dealing with something far beyond his usual assignments. Meanwhile, drug lord Dezerea Hernandez floods the streets with Gloom, a substance transforming users into static-ridden husks called Hollows to flush out a threat to humanity. As Rachel grapples with her growing bond to the Engine, she risks losing herself to its cold logic. Meanwhile, Emily battles insomnia and visions of her own deaths, desperate to break free from fate's cruel grip. With the Engine's awakening imminent, humanity stands on the brink of collapse-or rebirth. But can two teenage girls rewrite fate before time runs out? Warning: This book is a Meta Cosmic Horror Trilogy, contains violence, psychologically disturbing images, heavy foreshadowing, red herrings, fourth wall breaks.

Living a normal life is boring, but I was happy with what I had. Even when I spent most of my life in regret and misery, I lived because I had someone that I loved dearly. And that said someone took my life... But fate had different plans for me... As if death wasn't enough for me. As if the gods were mocking me. I got reincarnated into a hardcore romance game that I used to play. That too when the prequel game that I played the most ended twenty-five years ago. A game where death is everyone's mistress. A game that people either liked or hated too much. Now reincarnated into the body of the Villainess's son. I became someone that I hated the most... "Hahaha..." I laughed at my own misery. As if that too wasn't enough, I also became the slave of someone else's desires. Now, one might say a mother is a mother even if the world sees her as a Villainess. But what if your mother is the very incarnation of evil? That your mother is the hurdle that you have to overcome? What if your mother is the very reason you might die? Gentleness and love are the last things one could expect from her. "Hahaha..." Again, a hollow laugh escaped my lips as the realization dawned on me. That I have been... Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son... =============================== [Discord link:- https://discord.gg/5Vgw4JCrBW]

In the world of Eldoria, magic determines one’s worth—those with power rise, while the weak are trampled. Darius, a loyal gatekeeper, and his A-rank healer wife, Evelyn, lived a humble yet happy life with their sons, Krish and Kishore. But fate had other plans. During Krish’s Awakening Ceremony, tragedy strikes. A monstrous beast ambushes them, and Evelyn, in a desperate attempt to save her children, sacrifices herself. Heartbroken and lost, Darius returns to the capital, only to face further cruelty—his position is stripped, and his family is cast into ruin by the merciless A-rank fire mage, Veyron. Forced into exile, the once-proud warrior struggles to keep his sons alive. But when desperation pushes him into the Verdant Hollow Forest, something awakens within him—a dark, ancient power beyond comprehension. His once-ordinary strength is replaced by unstoppable, shadowy might. With this newfound force, Darius embarks on a path of vengeance and redemption. Will he rise to crush the corrupt elite who betrayed him? Or will his shadowed rebirth lead him down a darker destiny? The forsaken shall rise… and the world will tremble.

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Shi Jian's cultivation journey started with the pursuit of the Dao of Love alongside his partner. However, their shared pursuit of the Dao of Love is tragically cut short when she is murdered, shattering Shi Jian's world. Consumed by rage and a desire for revenge, , he plunges into the Dao of Lust, using dual cultivation to amass power. With his newfound abilities, he slaughtered those responsible for his lover's death. However, the aftermath of his massacre left him with a hollow feeling, realizing that this path wasn't what his loved one would have wanted for him. He shifts his focus to the Dao of Life, driven by the desperate hope of resurrection. Years of relentless cultivation bring him to the cusp of godhood, a Quasi-God realm cultivator, yet he remains haunted by his past and the lurking shadows of his enemies. A secret realm, promising the key to achieving the God realm and completing his Dao of Life, lures him in. It's a trap, a carefully orchestrated demise by envious immortals and remnants of his past foes. Despite his immense power, he falls and lost his life. However, in a surprising twist, he found himself returned to his younger self, before embarking on his cultivation journey. Armed with profound knowledge of the future and mastery over the Dao of Love, Lust, and Life, Shi Jian is now poised to relive his journey, armed with the wisdom to alter the course of his destiny. Genre: 18+ Author's Note: read the review and upto 10 chaps for more understanding. votes (100 powerstones for every extra chap in a week). The story will be updated daily, so be prepared to join me on a captivating journey of Love, Lust, and Life.

A nameless hunter treads a path shrouded in mystery, where the road is both his curse and his salvation. The land is barren, the sky indifferent, and the only sounds are the echoes of his steps and the whispers of ancient spirits. He is a wanderer, a seeker, but of what—he himself does not know? The Hollow Road is not just a place, but a journey through suffering and silence, where every encounter forces him to confront his past, his purpose, and the darkness that haunts him. Along the way, he meets those who know more than they should—wise souls, broken beings, creatures of legend—all offering cryptic words, yet no answers. The hunter’s true nature is a mystery, his story unfolding one haunting step at a time. He is both the seeker and the sought, and the Hollow Road might be the only path left for him to walk. What will he find at the end? Or will he remain lost forever, wandering in the echoes of his own forgotten name? The journey begins and with it, the unravelling of a truth so deep, it could shatter the heavens themselves… (AI used for the cover photo).

Renji Takahashi, a quiet and withdrawn first-year student, has always struggled to connect with others. While his social anxiety keeps him isolated, his talent for volleyball is undeniable. Renji's ability to read the flow of the game, combined with his exceptional defensive skills as a libero, makes him a hidden gem. Enter Asuka Fujisawa, the charismatic and caring manager of the Misaki High volleyball team. Determined to bring out Renji’s potential, Asuka pushes him to step out of his comfort zone — both on and off the court. As Renji opens up, he finds himself forming bonds with his teammates, developing newfound confidence, and discovering that the heart of volleyball isn’t just about skill — it’s about connection, trust, and passion

Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and narcissistic——- Cut! Cut! Cut! Take two, and do it over. Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and wisest immortal in the realm of peace and harmony. Her two fathers doted on her, and she had a generous supply of resources and pills. Her life was perfect. However, her perfect life came to an abrupt end when Luo Huian, an immortal whose responsibility was to bring peace to those who had reached their ends and had run out of faith—— Watched a man jump down a building. Because of her inflexible beliefs and sense of justice, she did not save the bully. Unfortunately, that man was the son of the heavens. The loss of his life brought infinite trouble in Luo Huian’s life and she was punished by the heavens. She was sent to the world of humans where she had to rescue at least five hundred people by saving their lives when they were at the end of their wits. For an immortal this was an easy job, right? Wrong. Her grandmother sent Luo Huian to a world where Gloom Rocks had wrecked chaos. Beasts and monsters were given birth to by the Gloom Rocks that sucked every ounce of happiness from humans. This world was dominated by hunters who could kill the beasts with the powers that they had awakened. And in this cutthroat world, Luo Huian got the short end of the stick. She woke up in the body of an F-class hunter! Dang it. If that wasn’t worse enough, the previous owner had confessed to her cousin-in-law and was kicked out of the family. Double frog in the hot crock. With not a single penny in her pocket Luo Huian goes out to complete her mission. But what would happen when Luo Huian who was an F-class hunter annihilated the Z-class Glooms and Hollows that even the S-class hunters could not? Watch her fend against the dangers and at the same time save the lives of people. But in this small mission, there is a small obstruction —— The three alluring temptations. *********** Resisting the temptation take 1: “MMPH,” Luo Huian pushed against the mer who had pushed her down on the bed while sitting on her waist. “Get off.” “I can’t,” answered Qi Yongrui as he took off his shirt. “Daddy Shun said that he is envious of Uncle Wang. He also wants to hold a grandchild. So, wife let's work hard tonight alright?” Luo Huian: Dear Heavens save me, I am a woman of no desire! **** Resisting the temptation take 2: “Do you think he is good looking?” Fan Meilin questioned the woman who stood next to him. Even though he was the one who won the race and the trophy, his wife was looking at the other mer. “Well yes,” Luo Huian, who was an appreciator of beauty, agreed at once. “Why are you asking this though?” Fan Meilin’s eyes flashed as he smiled at her and leaned in closer to her body as he whispered in her ear, “He might be good looking but I am a better driver. Not only on the track but also in bed, do you want to try darling?” Luo Huian: Resist the temptation! At all costs! I am an iron-hearted woman. ***** Resisting the temptation take 3: “Is this necessary?” Luo Huian questioned as she sat on the couch, watching the mer trace his fingers on her curves while she sat in nothing but modern swimwear. The mer nodded as he wrote on his small notepad, “I need to trace every inch of your skin to create my finest creation, so don’t move.” After he finished writing, he handed the notepad to Luo Huian, his fingers brushing against the curve of her bosom, waist and ——— Luo Huian: My virtue is at extreme risk! ** Fl who is trying to do everything to save her virtue from being taken as it would slow down her cultivation X Mls who are trying their best to snatch it from her. *********** Trigger warning: though the book is set in a comedic setting, there might be some uneasy topics that would discuss depression and loneliness. ***********

It all started with a glass of Tequila that Aira thought was orange juice, making her drunk and unknowingly spending a hot night with a handsome young man named Renji Ishikawa. As a result of that night, Aira's life changed drastically, especially when she had to marry Renji Ishikawa, who turned out to be a teenager in his teens. But if she refuses to marry him, Aira is threatened with a lawsuit on charges of sexual harassment against a high school student. ………… How sad it was, how heartbreaking, and feeling like the biggest fool for being in the middle of the wedding of her ex-lover and her best friend. "Your drink, Miss," offered a polite waiter, approaching with a tray full of various colours and flavours. She picked a glass of orange drink with a fresh cherry on the rim. Her moon-like eyes stayed fixed on the groom while she drank the beverage until it was empty. Nothing strange happened to the sweet girl for a minute, but suddenly, dizziness struck, and she stumbled as her body swayed. Her delicate hand searched the wall for support, afraid of falling, feeling like she was experiencing an earthquake, and seeing everything around her shake. Feeling too weak to walk, she chose to squat near a large pot close to the ballroom's entrance. People around her watched silently, unwilling to help; some even gossiped about her. She was distressed and needed help, not performing for an audience, yet many still criticized her. Wild imaginings suddenly crossed her mind, wishing for a handsome prince on a white horse to rescue her, like scenes from her childhood anime favourites. But things like that only happened in fairy tales, where the prince would permanently save the princess from the villain's hands. That was how the stories were written. For her, there would never be a prince in her life story. But who would have thought that God would grant such an extraordinary miracle? Among the hundreds of high-class guests, one person approached and tried to offer help after observing her in silence. A handsome young man in a black suit stood right behind her. "Miss, are you alright?" he asked, concerned. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice still shaky from crying. The man stood frozen for a moment as though startled by the sight of this stranger but then smiled and extended his hand. "Don't cry here. Let me help you up." She shook her head, her cheeks red, not from embarrassment but from the effects of the drink. "My head is spinning, and I can't walk." The young man raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Alright then." He slipped his arms between her legs and under her body, lifting her, and she was heavy, just as he expected. From afar, the girls began to watch with shocked faces, filled with envy, anger, and jealousy, seeing the young man from the Ishikawa family carrying a girl, rumoured to be Aira Hoshino, the ex-girlfriend of Kairo Kenzaki and the best friend of Mika Kurogane, who were the couple getting married tonight. She rested her head on his shoulder comfortably, inhaling the refreshing scent of mint. Only this handsome young man, like a Greek god, came to her aid, asking about her condition, and now, carrying her out of the party without saying a word. "Where is your home?" he asked as he laid Aira, the girl he just met, into the car and fastened her seatbelt. "I don't want to go home," she whimpered. "Why?" he asked as he sat in the driver's seat. "Do you want to comfort me while my heart is broken?" she said, draping her arms around his neck. A grin spread across his handsome face. "How?" he asked, pretending not to know. "Stay with me until morning," Aira teased with a playful smile. In the next moment, Aira's lips were captured in his. Slowly, Aira's eyes closed tightly, leading her into a peaceful dream, soaring high into the sky, feeling as if it were real, not just a dream. …

The world is not as it should be. Long ago, reality shattered, splitting into five realms, each severed by the Veil, a boundary of unraveling magic. But the Veil is weakening, its wounds bleeding through, twisting the borders between worlds. Kaelen is one of the few who can cross it without being torn apart—a gift, or perhaps a curse. Exiled from the ruined city of Noxport, haunted by whispers that wear her face, she is hunted by forces that should not remember her name. When the rifts begin to widen, revealing glimpses of a forgotten, impossible city, she is forced to confront the truth: The realms are collapsing. And she may be the reason why. Pursued by Primals, ancient beings who seek dominion over the broken world, Kaelen joins a rebellion of outcasts, each bearing their own secrets, their own scars. Together, they seek the Echo Mirror, an artifact shattered long ago, said to be the key to restoring balance. But the deeper they venture into the decaying realms, the more Kaelen realizes something that makes her question the reality of her own existence. ------------ Hello, dear readers!! This is my first story on this site, and I am yet not familiar much with how this platform works. The story can get edited from time to time in terms of writing and not the storyline, of course. I am very open to any suggestions that you might have. Happy Reading.

[Simulation shall commence.] On this fateful day, the world was stunned by the appearance of ancient animals that were supposed to have gone extinct for millions of years. Huge sinkholes appeared in every corner of the world, becoming a tunnel for the ancient animals to emerge to the surface. Humans have found an answer to one of the biggest mysteries in human history. Hollow Earth is real. Here, humans will wrest their lives to explore this new world that has existed for thousands, if not millions, of years underneath them. Before the start of his exploration, Clovis came across a place called ‘Another World Mall.’ Dwarven Sword, Magical Elven Clothes, or Giant Race Toy? Everything can be found in this ‘Another World Mall.’ As an aspiring Subterranean Explorer, how would he utilize this ‘Another World Mall’ to become the greatest explorer of all time and find the truth about the simulation?

He once dreamed of becoming the strongest a warrior powerful enough to protect the ones he loved. But fate was cruel. One by one, he lost everything: his family, his friends, his mentor, and the girl who promised to stand by his side. Yet he kept pushing forward, chasing strength until he finally reached the top. But by then… there was nothing left. Now, he lives like a machine completing quests, collecting rewards, and waiting for the day something strong enough will finally end his life. He doesn't cry. He doesn't smile. He doesn't hope. Until one day, he witnesses a young boy protecting his childhood friend from an A-rank monster. Something in him stirs a faint, long-forgotten urge to protect. For the first time in years, he feels something… and it terrifies him. But was it just a flicker? Or could this moment finally crack his hollow shell?

**Synopsis: A Hollow’s Journey – Darkness and Chaos is My Will** Once a feared and mighty assassin in the underworld, known only as **Hollow**, he was a ghost in the night, a predator lurking in the shadows. But in his final struggle, betrayed by the very ones he trusted, he met his end—only to awaken in a world far beyond his imagination. Reincarnated through the will of **Kek, the ancient and forgotten God of Darkness**, Hollow was given a single purpose—**to bring chaos, destruction, and the fall of the so-called chosen ones of heaven**. In this realm of cultivation and mystical power, he is no longer bound by the rules of his previous life. With the **System of Darkness**, he will carve a path soaked in blood, striking down the so-called heroes and unraveling the balance of this world. But **was this truly Kek’s will, or has the god of darkness set events in motion beyond even his own understanding?** As Hollow moves forward, eliminating the so-called "protagonists" and corrupting the destiny of this world, an unknown force stirs in the shadows. The more he disrupts the natural order, the more the world itself seems to resist. Will Hollow remain a harbinger of chaos, or will he uncover a truth far darker than the path he walks? The game has begun, and **Hollow is no pawn—he is the storm that will consume everything.**

After Japan’s humiliating 0-3 loss to Germany on the world stage, the nation’s football reputation lies in ruins. Shunji Kaizen, the ambitious new Director of the National Football Evolution Program, unveils a radical solution: E.O.S — Evolution of Strikers. This brutal training program aims to produce the ultimate forward, a player driven by ego and an insatiable hunger for goals. Out of thousands of participants, only one will claim the title of Japan’s greatest striker — the rest will be forgotten. Renji Arata, a talented but overlooked high school striker, receives an invitation to E.O.S. Knowing this is his one shot at greatness, he enters the battlefield where survival means proving his worth… or disappearing forever.

Some doors shouldn't open. Some reflections shouldn't lie. And some worlds should stay forgotten... Fourteen year old Elliot Gray has always had strange dreams-visions of impossible cities, forests of silver, and a sky with two moons. But dreams don't mean anything. At least, that's what he tells himself. Until the day he finds the mirror. One moment, it reflects the back room of his mother's antique shop. The next, it shows somewhere else-a place that shouldn't exist. And when a mysterious creature named Quill appears in his bedroom, claiming to have come from that world, Elliot is pulled into something far bigger than himself. The land of Eldryn is dying. A force known as the Hollow Veil is consuming it, unravelling magic, devouring reality itself. And Elliot, for reasons he doesn't understand, is the key to stopping it. But the more he learns, the more he begins to wonder-is he here to save Eldryn? Or to destroy it?

Ezra Veyne was just an ordinary reader. A fan of Chronicles of the Eternal Throne, a novel where fate is absolute, heroes rise, and villains fall. Then he died. And woke up as Calveros Nacht, the novel’s greatest villain—a warlord fated to die at the hands of the so-called hero, Aurelian Veris. At first, Ezra thinks he can use his knowledge of the story to survive. He has a status window, just like every noble in this world. His system is normal. Or at least, it should be. Then he notices it. A hidden stat that flickers in and out of existence. [Sanity: ???] A system warning that appears when no one else is watching. [Correction Pending…] And worst of all—Aurelian Veris isn’t acting like the hero he remembers. Their paths were never supposed to cross this early. The academy was never supposed to summon them for an emergency. And a student was never supposed to die before the story even began. Ezra thought he had time. Now, fate itself is breaking. The world isn’t just resisting his existence—it’s trying to erase him. But if he is going to be erased, he refuses to go down as a forgotten mistake. If the world wants a villain, he’ll give it one. Even if it means tearing reality apart with him.

The clock ticked past midnight, each second echoing like a hammer in the hollow silence of the apartment. Rain lashed against the windows, the storm outside mirroring the tempest brewing in Emily’s chest. She sat rigid on the couch, her fingers digging into the upholstery, eyes fixed on the door. David’s keys jingled in the lock, his laughter—warm and carefree—seeping through the wood before he did. He stumbled in, tie askew, the sharp tang of bourbon on his breath. But it wasn’t the alcohol that made her stomach churn. It was the cloying sweetness of jasmine perfume clinging to his collar—a scent that didn’t belong to her. “Where have you been?” Emily’s voice trembled, though she’d rehearsed the question a hundred times in her head. David froze, his smile dissolving. “Work ran late. You know how it is.” “Work ends at six, David. It’s *midnight*.” She stood, her legs unsteady. “And since when do you wear lipstick to the office?” His hand flew to the smudge of crimson on his white sleeve—a shade too bold, too *alive* for the muted tones of their marriage. His face hardened. “You’re imagining things.” “Am I?” She stepped closer, the jasmine scent now suffocating. “Or is it *Jane* from accounting? The one who ‘just needs your help’ every time I call?” His laugh was a cold blade. “You’re paranoid. Always picking fights—” “Paranoid?” Her voice cracked. “You haven’t touched me in months! You come home smelling like *her*, lying to my face—” “Enough!” He slammed his fist on the table, a vase rattling. “I’m tired of your nagging! What do you even do all day? Sit here and wait to accuse me?” The words struck deeper than any slap. Emily’s breath hitched. “I gave up my career for you. For *us*—” “Us?” He sneered. “There *is* no ‘us.’ Just you, digging through my things like a desperate—” She didn’t see his hand move. The crack of his palm against her cheek split the air, her head snapping sideways. She stumbled, clutching the wall as the taste of copper bloomed on her tongue. David loomed over her, his eyes wild, foreign. “You… you pushed me to this,” he hissed, grabbing his coat. “Clean yourself up. You’re pathetic.” The door slammed. Emily slid to the floor, tears mingling with the blood on her lip. Outside, thunder roared. But beneath the pain, a spark ignited—a flicker of defiance. Her gaze landed on the shattered vase, its jagged pieces glinting in the lamplight. *Pathetic.* The word echoed, twisting into a vow. She would rise. Not for him. Not for “us.” But to make him regret the day he underestimated the woman he’d reduced to ashes. -**Chapter One: The Scent of Betrayal (Continued)** The air hung thick with venom. David’s chest heaved, his earlier bravado fraying at the edges. Emily wiped her bleeding lip with the back of her hand, her eyes blazing. “You think Jane *wants* you?” she spat, her voice a razor. “Or does she just pity the man who needs to steal confidence from a bottle and affairs to feel alive?” David’s jaw twitched. “Shut up.” “Why? Because it’s true?” She laughed, cold and sharp. “You’re a cliché, David. A middle-aged fraud in a tailored suit. Even your *precious* promotion—did you earn it, or did you cry your way into it like you did when your father called you a disappointment?” He lunged forward, but she sidestepped, her words relentless. “Jane must be desperate. Or blind. Tell me, does she know you couldn’t even—” “I said *shut up*!” he roared, his composure crumbling. “Couldn’t even *what*?” she taunted, stepping closer. “Finish a sentence? A marriage? Or is that why you’re so bad in—” The slap exploded like a gunshot. Emily’s head whipped sideways, her body crumpling to the floor. The world blurred—a kaleidoscope of shattered glass and spinning shadows. Her cheek burned, but worse was the silence that followed, broken only by her shaky breaths.

Ein was a hitman on hire. A killer, a shadow, a death with insomnia, if you may. He had witnessed countless pairs of eyes dim as the light of life faded, leaving nothing but vile hollowness. Needless to say, the sight of a soul popping out of the dead body was a first. And it wasn't just any soul. It was the dead heir of Byers Holdings, the same guy he killed with his own hands. Turns out the rich boy Adriel had a horribly irritating and loud soul, but worst of it all - impossible to get rid of. Who would have thought that killing on a blue moon night could lead to being haunted?

Renji was nothing special. No wealth, no fame, no grand ambitions—just a 23-year-old gamer wasting his days in a cluttered apartment, escaping reality through the immersive world of Eternal Realms. In the game, he was powerful, respected, a leader—the elven king, commanding armies and shaping the fate of kingdoms. But outside the screen, he was just another nobody. That all changed the moment his world shattered. What started as a routine gaming session took a terrifying turn when his screen flickered, reality twisted, and an unnatural force yanked him from his chair. When he opened his eyes, he wasn’t in his apartment anymore. He was in a world of towering forests and ancient magic. He was wearing regal robes, a golden crown resting atop his head. And before him stood four elven women, their expressions filled with reverence and concern. They called him King. Memories not his own flooded his mind—battles, alliances, the weight of a kingdom’s future resting on his shoulders. It wasn’t just a game anymore. This was real. And the fate of the elven race now depended on him. But Renji wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t a warrior. He was just a gamer who had no idea how to rule a kingdom, let alone survive in a world teetering on the brink of war. But Just as he was pondering on it a mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

“My only regret was.. living like a puppet for my sister!” Olivia Witherland had no one but her sister in this world. So when her sister Oriana married the duke of Aykroyd and became the duchess, she had no choice but to follow her there. Despite knowing that her sister had killed the previous duchess and going to harm the child left behind, she kept her eyes closed. But when the child grew up as Demon,he killed everyone including her and the innocent kids, Oriana gave birth to. Olivia regretted that her silence had harmed not only Damon but her innocent nephew and niece. Everyone was killed, but the killer lived a hollow life too. But fate gave her a second chance. Would she be able to save everyone or would destiny play a cruel game again?