Darth Maul Voice

The voices are not being heard as people start disappearing,but what caused this kind of outbreak to happen? Can Seraphine save the forest with her voice and save her people before it's too late? Everything starts disappearing, and the trees start to burn. People are left homeless, and many are missing, but the only one who can stop this is Seraphine. It starts off peaceful, but with a snap of a finger, things start to go bad, and no one knows what the future of fantasia will look like in the upcoming years.

Cedric, one who fought in the grand crusade against infidels that took over the Holy Land of Jerusalem has fallen. A crossbow bolt has found its way into his skull, he has met his end in a way he always wished. In service to the Lord. And yet it seems God had more plans for him. Instead of death, he found himself in the middle of the black void, his armor, and blade at his side. And yet just before he awoke, a voice whispered to him, a divine voice of God. That he was sure of. With the guidance of his voice, he was granted a path in this world, a path that would guide him towards spreading one true faith in this pagan world.

This novel is inspired by novels where heroines can hear the villain's inner voice, but the main character is the protagonist in the original story not the villain whose voice audible to the heroines. No NTR ---- Chen Fan descends from the mountain after learning from his master for 10 years. The purpose? Of course, to enjoy life and reach the pinnacle of greatness. But there’s something strange about the girls he meets… ---- A/N : This is my first novel, and since English isn't my native language, I kindly ask for your understanding regarding any awkward phrasing or grammatical errors. Your feedback is greatly appreciated.

The world ended. As Alan died, with everything around him flooding and going to ruin, he heard a voice: Imminent death of skill holder detected. Conditions met. Activating Unique Skill: Regression. Thus began his tale of infinite regression.

How long can one ignore the voices in their head? Nine years. To Mark, that was the limit. For the majority of his life, Mark White has been fighting a constant battle for his sanity. The voices in his head pushed him toward madness one whisper at a time, and the music he used to ward against them was gradually losing its effects. As his mental state slowly deteriorated, Mark spent more of his time working on a game he had been developing and lamenting his lack of romantic experience. One night, the voices dealt him a powerful blow, bringing their battle to an end. To his surprise, Mark won the battle, but that came at a great cost. The voices might have disappeared, but a visual hallucination arrived to replace them, taking the form of a character from his game: Maids VS Apocalypse. Little did he know that the real apocalypse was already coming for him. ======================================= Check out my other work! Valkyrie Smash.

After transmigration, Lin Yue could hear a voice whispering in his ear every day, sharing all sorts of secrets with him. Small matters like the thoughts of the girl next door, to great mysteries like the secrets of the heavens, the voice persisted daily, broadcasting randomly. He originally wanted to live an unremarkable life, but in this world of Xianxia dynasties where mortals are considered as insignificant as weeds, the fate of an ordinary man without power is no longer in his own hands. Thus, he had no choice but to stop being 'just a person'. 'Your Majesty the Empress, you wouldn't want your secret of treason to be revealed by others, right?'

Hu Li Hua, a 22nd-century botanist, suddenly finds herself stranded in the world of the novel she just finished reading. Damn it! She’s destined to be cannon fodder who dies at the very beginning of the story?! No! She refuses! Her family, who doesn’t love her, is doomed to die one by one as cannon fodder for the female and male protagonists? Fine! Let them be! She’ll escape with her mother and enjoy the story from afar. Huh? But why has her family suddenly started loving her? What about the Green Tea Girl they always adored? “Miss Hu, can we get married and have a few adorable children?” In the middle of the night, a seductive man’s voice whispered softly in her ear. “What?! Marriage and kids?! No, I don’t want that! I just want to be a salted fish and enjoy my lazy life!” Little did Hu Li Hua know, not only was her Melon-Eating System shaking the Imperial Court, but… her inner thoughts could also be heard by others! Can Hu Li Hua escape her fate as cannon fodder? And can the handsome man win Hu Li Hua’s heart? (Note: “eating melon” is slang for gossiping.)

In the realm of Zim, there existed a boy who had been stripped of everything he held dear—his family, his friends, and his entire clan—leaving him ensnared in the depths of despair. In this profound silence of his sorrow, he suddenly became aware of two distinct voices whispering to him, each vying for his attention. The question now loomed: which voice would he choose to heed?

Dreams are everything that identify a person's ideology. Dreams form ambitions, ambitions form personality, but what would happen if all of the above formed into power your dreams gift you. The larger your ambitions the stronger you're power may become. But what would happen if you dream too much?

Are your own voices echoing in an empty room more frightening, or is it being alone in that room with loneliness itself? How did I get to this situation? How could I be so reckless? Why did everyone see my life as normal? Why is it that while I'm running to hell, there are only spectators around me? As it is stated in Surat al-Kahf: "And you will understand that you will find no refuge other than Allah.” This verse became a light in the darkness surrounding my life, and I finally realized that I had no one to take refuge from except my Lord. I have found no other refuge from him. When I said that everything was over, my great miracle was included in my life. But I'm not worthy of him, nor is this heart of mine sensible enough to understand that… I guarantee a story that you will read with bated breath... how many pieces will Merve's world be divided into? Will Furkan be able to heal his wounds, or will he deepen those wounds even more? This is the story of finding yourself, getting lost and surviving... Are you ready to step into Merve's world now?

Mia and Liam, two teens, get caught up in the turmoil of first love in the sleepy village of Willow brook. They learn about the beauty and complexity of their emotions as they navigate the turbulent waters of adolescence. They experience tears, laughter, and amazing moments throughout their path of self-discovery and connection, which forever alters their lives.

As the third ranking most powerful female in the world of supernaturals I was accused of a crime I did not commit and sentence to death while the real culprits were in front of me. IN A VOID As I was immersed in my emotions time went by a voice a female's voice is on the like harpers playing on harps the voice asked me "What would you do in your next life" "In my next life I will put myself first and will never be a victim of this game called life again "Well said my child... I will give you a chance to you to go back in time to make things right and protect your loved ones don't disappoint me" NOW..... I am back on the journey to pursue love, forgiveness and revenge

max was on deaths door when he touched a crack in the air waking up in a forest with a weird voice in his head and windows popping up around him how does he act

Nemiko was an orphan. He was constantly lonely as everyone feared him. However, he wasnt exactly alone, he had voices to keep him company. These voices seemed like a curse for all of his life. But these voices may just be what led him to his salvation. *Disclaimer* Cover art is not owned by me! If requested by creator to take it down, I will!

The omnipotent wanderers is a story about two beings created by an unknown creator having the responsibility of protecting the creation. The unknown creator, an entity only known by its voice to them. Individually incomplete, they are unstoppable together. This is the story as they get to know about their true powers and their connection and about their journey as they fight maleficent powers of the underworld. Not possessed by the greatness of their powers, they fight alongside, guided by the voice.

In the aftermath of a daring escape from the merciless King Ozul, Arya Athena and her band of young warriors find themselves stranded on the wild, unforgiving Island of Darth. The island's lush forests and silent waters hide more than just danger — they conceal a shadowy past, one that holds the key to overthrowing a tyrant who thrives on deceit and bloodshed. Haunted by her mother's sacrifice and driven by a need to protect her sister Liza and their people, Arya navigates a treacherous path where survival is earned through steel and wit. But as they fight to stay one step ahead of Ozul's men, the island begins to unveil secrets that could shift the balance of power in Shinghaala forever. When betrayal lurks behind every tree, and loyalty is paid for in blood, Arya's courage is tested like never before. Her fate — and that of her kingdom — hinges on a perilous rescue, a family lost to war, and an uncle believed to be dead. With a blade named Wraith, a heart filled with defiance, and the haunting memory of love sacrificed to war, Arya must choose: fight for survival or ignite a revolution. In a world where darkness reigns and legends are forged, the Island of Darth may just become the battleground for freedom, redemption, and the rise of the lion-hearted.

David Marsh's carefree existence was disrupted when the shocking news of his classmate's attempted suicide reverberated through the school halls. As he struggled to comprehend the turmoil that had driven his classmate to such desperation, a mysterious voice echoed within David's mind. The voice, friendly and benevolent, harbored no sinister intent. Instead, it extended an unexpected request which was to pay a visit to the paranormal hospital where his classmate had been left alone. Join our discord server for fun, chill and to stay updated regarding novel. https://discord.gg/th6KWuRCRm Link for joining

The story follows Ryu Kento, a high school student who longs for a meaningful relationship but has never been able to get into one. He struggles with the emotional scars left by his abusive parents who abandoned him, leaving him to live alone in a small apartment. Ryu experiences vivid, recurring dreams of a faceless girl. In these dreams, she beckons him toward something mysterious, and over time, her face begins to reveal itself bit by bit, deepening the intrigue and emotional connection. These dreams create an atmosphere of sadness, tied to Ryu's past, as he finds himself longing for a bond he’s never truly had in real life. As the story progresses, a romance unfolds with the faceless girl, who turns out to be a transfer student at Ryu’s school. Alongside this growing connection, Ryu has two close friends at school who will play a significant role later in the story, supporting him through his struggles and helping him navigate the complexities of love, friendship, and healing. The story blends elements of romance, mystery, and emotional depth, with hints of sadness as Ryu comes to terms with his past and begins to uncover the truth about the faceless girl in his dreams.

On his deathbed, Yun Guo accepts an enigmatic voice’s offer of a second chance, sacrificing his sight to rewrite his fate. Awakening in a mysterious new world instead of his past, Yun must navigate its dangers blind, guided only by instinct and a cryptic voice. Tasked with restoring balance to the realm, he embarks on a perilous quest tied to an ancient artifact and secrets of his own soul. In this world of light and shadow, Yun must confront his past, forge new paths, and discover whether redemption is truly possible—or if he’s been led into darkness.

Upon being bestowed various powers and abilities by an unknown voice, the entirety of the human race is tasked with choosing 10 people , one among of which will be crowned the "King Of Men".

tells the story of a man who falls in love with a woman, even though he has never seen her face. He has only heard her voice from her cellphone.

It was dark, very dark, an empty space, and in its midst, a voice, a strangely soothing voice, talking to me, me?, talking...to me? is this a dream?, am I.....asleep?

A being of immense power, sealed for alleteneryy with another, his rival and him, yet wrong happened a piece of that beings soul was casted out, let us see this piece of souls. this is Baeful flames. Enjoy this story

The Beastlord’s Second Chance Ethan Cross was a legend, a walking nightmare for his enemies, and a self-proclaimed genius of beast taming. By the end of his deeply exhausting career, he’d tamed creatures so powerful that kings avoided making eye contact with him out of fear of being accidentally mauled. His crowning achievement? Defeating the World Devourer, a cosmic garbage disposal capable of eating planets, magic, and your will to live. He sealed it away, saved the world, and heroically died in the process. Or so he thought. Instead of eternal rest or even a pat on the back from the gods, Ethan wakes up in his old, eighteen-year-old body. No wealth, no legendary beasts, and no dignity. Just a moth-eaten shirt, a pair of pants that could sand wood, and Scruff. A pigeon masquerading as a Wind Falcon with the coordination of a drunk squirrel. Turns out, starting over is worse the second time around. The world still revolves around beast taming: kingdoms are built on creature power, social hierarchies are determined by the strength of your companions, and everyone pretends they know what they’re doing. Ethan knows better. He lived through this circus once, and he’s determined to rewrite the script this time. The plan is to gather the most powerful beasts early, stop the rise of future disasters, and definitely avoid the whole “die heroically while saving everyone” thing. The problem? Valeria Drake, an insufferable prodigy with a Dire Wolf and a superiority complex, is still around to ruin his day. Oh, and the World Devourer might not be as sealed as he thought. Armed with an unhealthy amount of sarcasm, and the overwhelming desire to avoid his past mistakes, Ethan is ready to claw his way back to the top. Maybe. Assuming he doesn’t trip over his own hubris or get mauled by something embarrassing like a feral raccoon. Because the world isn’t going to save itself, and this time, Ethan would really like some applause when he’s done, or simply at least a decent pair of pants.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

I live in a metal palace. All my needs taken care of. Never will I go hungry or feel unprotected. A voice from the walls is my caretaker since I was young. I have large knights who guard me but never speak. I have no family or friends. I look out of my window to see paradise but All I want is to hear another voice besides my own and the machine. Will i ever have friends or a family?

All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?

A child cursed from birth or maybe not totally cursed ok fine he is cursed but just a little bit

They took his tongue and with it, his song and his sorcery. They threw him to the lions, expecting him to die. Mauled, multilated, and bereft of magic, Arn survives. A prisoner in Aquila, the northern skáld has lost all his powers. But a felled tree can regrow. A destroyed house can be rebuilt. A broken man can be made whole. The method is forbidden magic, and the price is life's blood. With each death by his hand, Arn will claw his powers back, little by little. Unwittingly, his new masters will aid him in his endeavour, as they have but one use for him, same as before... The arena. If the sound of Norse progression fantasy in a Roman setting sounds intriguing, read on!