One Peice Ending

when the three sun rise out from the endless horizon, instead of four. Xen take the resolve to protect his son under the five skys. Where he is the strongest person but not an immortal existence. While Xen was seeking for his dream, the dream that only he and one another person know about, under the heaven. And that person, who arrived on this world from nowhere and without clues. But Xen guessed that, he arrived on this world from future. While protecting his son, which was a gift from heaven, that he revived on the age of 17. He have to move forward as the strongest person, This story isn't about the journey to became the strongest, but the story after becoming the strongest. This story is about the journey of Xen, across the entire existence under the heaven.

Jiang Xi was never supposed to feel. He was a fictional detective-sharp-edged, emotionally distant, designed to chase truth, not hold it. I wrote him to be methodical. Detached. I gave him darkness, yes-but not freedom. He was mine. Line by line. Word by word. Until one day, he wasn't.

Tsekiro Murasima was born with the greatest talent of all: the ability to learn faster than anyone. But what good is mastery… when you're already too late? Thrown into a world ruled not by strength, but by timing, he is given a single phrase and a second chance: "I need more time." As he walks among adventurers and ruins, haunted by slow choices and faster enemies, Tsekiro faces a cruel question — is he the protagonist, or just a subplot in someone else's redemption arc? Because in this world, the twist isn’t in the ending. It's in the reason you still believe one exists.

A woman trapped between her past,lost identity, seeking answers and unlocking new secrets about her. She was meant to die but Snow would beat all odds and accept her destiny and reunites the new pact and destroyed the old rules. let's find out in her journey.

Woke up as in a body of a side character Lian Yu . in my Royal palace romance novel in which my character is supposed to die at page 16.

First premise: This is my first web novel, I'm still in school, so don't shoot me with criticism. Everything is still in development and some days I won't be able to write due to exams or other things. Second: I apologize if there are grammatical errors in English as I am not British enough. Third: Enjoy the story.

He’s weak. He’s hated. He’s the throwaway villain who dies early in the story. And now… he’s me. The heroes don’t fear me. The villains don’t respect me. The world doesn’t even notice me. That’s fine. I don’t need their recognition. Because by the time I’m done, I won’t just be a footnote in someone else’s story— I’ll be the one writing the ending.

I’m dreaming of us together Tangled in the mess of ballroom Your hand on my waist My hand is on your shoulder Together we are creating the choreography of “Once upon the time”

"I was bred for war, darling. be it love or choas.Everything I do is to the death." Poetry Language "We were created for each other.Perharps,it is only the wrong lifetime." Sylvia Mannox Imprisoned in his seductive clutches,She promised herself never to fall for the handsome devil who taken her captive. Kai found himself falling for her slowly and deeply.Desires raging within him like a storm.They were both prideful and saw love as unecessery.The two individuals slowly found themselves losing at their own game.Caught in a web of desires,secrets and hatred

He believes in purpose. She believes in power. Neither believes in love — until they collide. When idealistic nonprofit founder Will Bennett locks eyes with Eliza Darcy, the tech world's coldest CEO, it's not sparks that fly — it's shrapnel. She calls his life’s work charity cosplay. He calls her emotionless corporate ice. But fate—and a high-stakes pitch—throws them back together. Behind her glass empire and polished armor, Eliza hides a past built on abandonment and ambition. She’s clawed her way to the top by trusting no one and feeling nothing. Will? He builds futures from the ground up, with nothing but heart, grit, and maddening optimism. Their attraction is inconvenient. Their chemistry is undeniable. And when secrets, scandals, and a media storm threaten everything they know, both must choose: Hold their pride. Or risk it all to melt the ice between them. Slow-burn. Sharp banter. Soul-deep connection. Beneath Her Ice is a steamy enemies-to-lovers CEO romance about breaking barriers, rewriting power, and choosing vulnerability in a world that worships control. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This work is based on my thoughts , about how I wanted this to go not on what is the norm out there , this one is truly close to my heart after "The Servant's Son" . I hope you all out there would also come to love this one , as it contains bits from my vision of love .

"If the world dares take you from me… I will end it." Suraj was just a bullied nobody—until he met Yumiko, a mysterious girl with eyes like voids and a secret far from Earth. She's not human. She’s a Sikigaya, born from a planet where love is forbidden. But she loves him—violently, obsessively, absolutely. When she melts his bullies in a fit of uncontrollable rage, Suraj is horrified. But Yumiko is calm. "I’ll protect you. No matter the cost." As governments close in, the love that once saved Suraj begins to unravel the world. With Yumiko willing to destroy everything for him… Will love save him—or end humanity itself? A dark romance where devotion breeds disaster. A story of love… after the ending.

He never believed he was worthy of love—not after the mistakes, the hurtful words, and the way he pushed her away. She was warmth. He was winter. But sometimes, life gives second chances not to erase the past… but to prove that healing is possible. When he meets a girl who sees the broken pieces and chooses to stay, something in him shifts. Slowly, quietly, painfully—he begins to forgive himself. This is not just a story of romance— It’s a story of growth, redemption, and the kind of love that stays when it’s hardest to hold on. Can a boy who once ruined everything… be someone’s forever?

When a neuroacoustic scientist discovers a forbidden sound that dissolves the ego and awakens collective consciousness, he must escape a dystopian system that weaponizes memory—before the silence within him reshapes humanity forever.

Akira hanyalah pelajar biasa yang lari daripada dunia nyata dengan membaca novel kegemarannya, sebuah kisah fantasi yang sudah tamat, dengan heroin yang telah dia “waifukan” bertahun-tahun. Tapi semuanya berubah apabila dia terjaga… di dunia novel itu sendiri. Bukan sebagai pahlawan. Bukan sebagai penyelamat. Tapi sebagai watak yang paling dibenci oleh heroin itu sendiri. Dan kemudian… dia menyaksikan sesuatu yang tidak pernah sepatutnya berlaku. Sesuatu tentang dunia ini sangat salah. Garis masa yang tak masuk akal. Kenangan yang bercampur. Orang yang mati… hidup kembali. Dan lebih menghairankan bagi Akira, setiap peristiwa yang berlaku, tidak ada dalam mana-mana jilid dia baca. Oleh demikian, Akira harus memecahkan misteri di balik semua kejadian di dalam dunia di mana setiap langkah terasa seperti skrip yang rosak, Akira perlu mencari jawapan, sebelum semuanya berakhir tanpa kesudahan.

'I didnt see the fire which was growing bigger and stronger...but I was determined to put it out no matter what it takes.' ******************* Mr.McCain, let's make a deal . . .Retaliate-make an attack or assault in return for a similar attack: revenge ;even the score; get back at; return the compliment; square accounts; strike back; take an eye for an eye; take revenge; turn the tables on; wreak; vengeance. One of the most important day for a girl is her 'SWEET 16'. But for our NAIRA it became the day when world tuned upside-down, she lost her most beloved, most precious person... It was a Taboo to even mentioned that date... . . "Naira, you're a beautiful, strong , smart and a kind person. Remember to protect what is and who is important to you. Because I believe in you, so should you". she keeps those words close to her heart and mind, which makes her even more motivated to grow stronger ... She is strong willed, independant, badass with an innoscent face, She is determined to find all the reasons why her own special day ended up being a nemesis; determined to protect what is important to her. But what will happen when she meets him... 'Kyle'...she whispered. . . . . . *The cover is taken from iheart, but the editing is done by me*

"Love is chaos wrapped in silk—burning and freezing, binding and freeing. It makes traitors of the loyal and saviours of the damned." In a realm where kingdoms are forged in elemental power and shattered by ancient feuds, the Arcane Academy stands as neutral ground—sacred, prestigious, and treacherous. Liana Mia Frozenite, third princess of the Ice Kingdom, enters the Academy not for glory, but survival. Gifted with uncontrollable dual elements and burdened by courtly politics, she seeks one thing: a mage strong enough to stand beside her in the sacred Queen-Knight bond. None have matched—until him. Karma, a slave branded by conquest, is the last surviving heir of the Flame Kingdom. Broken, feared, and forbidden, he should never have set foot inside the Academy’s gates. Yet, fate—and an ancient law—places him directly in her path. Their pairing defies tradition. Their connection challenges destiny. And their choices could unravel everything. When fire meets ice, kingdoms tremble. But when hearts entwine under shadows and stars... will they rewrite fate—or repeat its ruin?

The once great country of Veroso was at war with itself, split into five Nations. Laura, a Wolf woman wanderer that spends her days in the bloody waste lands, happens upon one of the nation Leaders one day. A Warlord known as Zenesha Heart, the Fox Ice Princess. Deciding to help her to pass the time Laura ends up assisting the woman in her efforts to defeat the other four Warlords and their nations, Bringing the shattered country back together under one banner.

The world ended when the last Author fell. The story should have stopped. But someone kept writing. In the fog-drenched city of Nocthaven, where fate is scripted by unseen gods known as the Authors, every life follows a page. Every breath, every death, prewritten. But the pen fell silent. Time froze. The world decayed. Yet Darksun walks still. Branded a Defector, he carries the Nameless Manuscript—a living anomaly that lets him rewrite fragments of fate. Each stroke of its ink grants power… and madness. Hunted by Archivists, whispered about in shadows, and pursued by those who fear what he could become, Darksun defies the ending etched by the divine. But tampering with fate is not without price. As forgotten scripts awaken, ancient entities stir, and Rewrite Agents begin their purge, one truth becomes clear: He is not the hero. Not the villain. Not the chosen one. He is the one who writes after the end. --- Dark Fantasy Mystery Narrative System Post-Apocalyptic Anti-Hero MC Fate Manipulation Cosmic Horror Scheming Urban Fantasy System-Without-System ---

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] I've revamped this book multiple times, trying to get it to be where I want. Asher Blackwood has died 999,999 times, each life ending in tragedy, triumph, or torment. But his one-millionth life was different. That life was brutally cut short by forces beyond his control, forcing him into an unexpected reincarnation. Now, thrust into a new existence, Asher finds himself hunted by demons, challenged by the ruthless Lords of Hell, and trained by enigmatic demigods who see him as both a weapon and a pawn in a cosmic war. Asher’s journey is no longer just about breaking the cycle of rebirth—it’s about survival. Armed with the skills and knowledge of a million lifetimes, he must navigate a treacherous landscape where the lines between ally and enemy blur. The demigods who train him demand loyalty, but their motives are shrouded in secrecy. The demons who pursue him seek to claim his soul for their own dark purposes. And the Lords of Hell, ancient and merciless, view Asher as the key to tipping the balance of power in their favor. As Asher battles his way through hellscapes and mortal realms alike, he begins to uncover the truth about his curse: it was never just about him. His endless reincarnations are tied to a prophecy that could either save or doom all of existence. With each step closer to the truth, Asher must confront the darkest corners of his own soul and decide whether he will embrace his destiny or defy it. Discord @: https://discord.gg/CTt4KzYp

Synopsis: When the world is too peaceful, you just know something’s about to get f**ked up. I thought I was just stuck in another boring day, trapped in the monotony of life. But then—boom—reality shattered. And before I could even curse the heavens, I realized… this world had become the fantasy novel I read long ago out of pure boredom. Only now, I’m living in it. The characters, the monsters, the kingdoms—they’re all real. But something’s off. The ending I remember? Gone. Twisted. Rewritten. And the new version? It wants me to become the Demon God.

Fate can sometimes be misleading, like who could have thought that a nobody like me had to save the world. "Bastard die already!". [You've been beheaded] [Loading save file] It's kind of annoying having a responsibility that big. "rhaaaaaaar!" [You've been incinerated] [Loading save file] Thing is, sometimes it feels impossible to achieve my goal. "You have fought well kid, you have gained an assured position on my undead army". [You've withered] [loading save file] But at the same time it's addicting. "No mortal should have this information". [You've been slayed]. Each new life saved, each victory, each conclusion I reach sent me closer to the truth. Who I was? Who gave me that power? What will happen in the end? Despite everything I was still myself. I think? *Heavily inspired on re:Player by Ethel_Imaginations.

The cold stone hall was dimly lit with flickering torches. Shadows stretched long across the floor. At the far end of the room, the King sat high on his throne, surrounded by High Lords, Generals, and Counselors. Silence hung thick in the air as the Ice Viking entered. He stood in the center, arms at his side, eyes forward. “Viking,” the King called from his seat. Varnok didn’t move. “Yes,” he replied flatly. One of the High Lords stood up in anger. “In the presence of your King—you kneel!” The knights draws their Swords. Varnok stayed still. “You’re not my king,” he said calmly. The King raised a hand. The knights lowered their swords. “Let him be,” the King said, leaning forward. “Ice Viking… step forward.” Varnok walked slowly across the cold stone floor. “There is war between the Vikings and this kingdom,” the King said. Varnok kept walking. “It’s your kingdom,” he answered. “That has nothing to do with me.” The lords murmured in outrage. “You think they’ll stop there?” the King asked, raising a hand for silence. “You know what those animals are like. Vikings… they don’t stop until they’ve burned everything to ash.” “And yet I’ve protected the village just fine,” Varnok said. “Without your help. Like it’s always been.” “Without my help, there’d be no village to protect,” the King snapped. “There is a village,” Varnok said, meeting his eyes. “And not once have you offered it your help.” “King... please. What an excuse.” The king nodded toward the general standing beside him. Without hesitation, the general stepped forward and struck Varnok across the face. Then a second punch to the stomach. Finally, a heavy kick to the leg. Varnok dropped to one knee. “Good,” the King said, tipping his goblet and pouring wine over Varnok’s head. “Like the animal you are.” Murmurs filled the hall. > "What an animal." "Fits clearly—a dog." "All Vikings should just die." "Disgusting things." The King laughed with joy as he was Pleased by the words of the people. He leaned forward again, with his voice low. “Maybe we should start with your wife… and child.” The room fell into a deadly stillness. Varnok’s eyes snapped open—glowing bright, ice-blue. A shiver cut through the entire hall. The ground began to vibrate. Goblets trembled. Torches flickered lower. Then came his voice—cold, deep, inhuman. Like the cracking of ancient glaciers. “If a single breath so much as brushes their skin…” “I will bring down such ruin upon this kingdom that even the crows will starve for lack of flesh. I will freeze your rivers. Silence your bells. And watch your palace rot from the inside—As your screams echo in halls no one dares enter. Pray your tongue forgets their names… before I remember yours.” No one moved everywhere was silent. Even the air seemed too afraid to stir.

What would happen if the next head of the ice clan got fire powers? An anomaly of course would be born.

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