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Kael Viremont: The Last Light Screams

The world remembers him only in whispers. In stories meant to frighten children. In scriptures sealed behind church vaults. In the charred ruins of cities that dared to stand tall. They call him many things. The Lord of Endless Midnight. The Sovereign of Ashes. The Demon of the Last Light. No one speaks the name he once bore. No one remembers the man. His throne sits atop a black citadel built where no grass grows. No birds sing above it. No stars shine above its towers. The land around it decays — not because he wills it, but because the gods themselves turned their eyes away from him. He does not speak. He does not smile. He does not sleep. Only once in a while, when the flames of war flicker low, he dreams — and the world trembles. In those dreams, there is no blood. Only a woman’s laughter, soft and warm. A child running through wildflowers. A fire in a hearth that smells like safety. Faces blurred by time, yet never truly forgotten. He wakes. He feels nothing. And so he marches again. The world believes he seeks conquest. That he wishes to drown the continent in darkness. But that is not the truth. The truth is worse. He is not here to rule. He is here to erase. To burn the world that betrayed him, not out of hatred… but because it no longer deserves to exist. He tried to protect it once. He begged. He bled. He trusted. And for that, they fed him to the flame — and made him need the darkness. It was not always like this. He was not always this. He once had a name. He once had a family. He once had a friend who called him brother. They are gone now. He remains. Not Kael Viremont, the Duke of the Western Vale. No. That man died in chains of ash and blood. What remains now… ...is a silence the gods cannot bear to hear. Let the world scream his name in fear. Let them curse the night he fell. Let them pray to empty heavens. For the last light is long gone. And its scream has only just begun.
Yahya_Hilal · 4.1K Views

My Silent Scream

Handsome, kind and caring, James swept Julia off her feet with grand gestures and a lovely attitude. During courtship, he treated her like royalty, shielding her from stress and showering her with gifts. She believed she had hit the jackpot. A man who saw her, cherished her, and would build a future with her. But the dream quickly turned into a nightmare after the wedding. Behind the closed doors of their luxurious home, James transformed into a cold, controlling tyrant. The man who once opened car doors for her now slammed room doors in her face. Every smile disappeared, replaced with commands, insults, and icy silences. Julia was stripped of her voice, her joy, and her identity. No love. No respect. Just survival. When he finally threatened her with a divorce, expecting her to beg and grovel as usual, Julia shocked him and herself by accepting it this time. What followed was nothing short of a rebirth. Julia rebuilt her life from scratch, facing a harsh world that doubted her strength. But she rose, unstoppable, radiant, and fiercely independent. She discovered not just survival but success. She found peace. She found purpose. She found herself. Now, years later, James is back. Humbled. Regretful. Desperate for a second chance. But will Julia ever return to the man who never heard her silent scream? "My Silent Scream " is a heart wrenching, empowering tale of love, betrayal, and rising from the ashes. It explores the pain of emotional abuse, the quiet strength of a woman rediscovering her worth, and the sweet taste of triumph over those who doubted her. A story that will break your heart and heal it again.
Mirakull · 4.3K Views

Queen(s)

"History is written by those who survive. Myth is what remains when truth is too dangerous to speak." Long ago, the world was not ruled by kings or empires, but by Queens beings woven from the very fabric of magic itself. Five Queens, each the living embodiment of elemental power and divine will: The Flame Queen, fierce as fire and just as consuming. The Ice Queen, keeper of memory and time's endless frost. The Shadow Queen, mistress of secrets and the veil between life and death. The Nature Queen, heart of growth, spirit, and renewal. And the Light Queen, shining beacon of hope, healing, and illusion. Yet above them all rose the Black Queen—the true sovereign who held the essence of all elements within her. She was the fulcrum of balance, the eternal ruler whose presence bound the others in harmony. Together, they ruled from Elaria, the Sacred Kingdom—a realm suspended between worlds, where magic poured from the very stones, and the skies shimmered with a thousand hues of power. There, peace was not a hope—it was law. Magic flourished, and the land breathed with eternal life. But peace is fragile. Beneath the shimmering towers and golden courts, a shadow stirred—an ancient betrayal that was not born of the Queens’ own hearts, but of a force unseen, a traitor cloaked in love and loyalty to a crown beyond the Queens’ reach. The War of Falling Stars tore the heavens asunder, casting the Queens into exile and sealing away Elaria from the mortal world. The skies burned red. The earth wept tears of ash. And magic withdrew, fading into myth. For three centuries, the world lived in silence, the Queens reduced to whispers and faded legends. The magic they wielded was lost—hidden, locked away by a spell woven from hope and despair alike. But the kingdom never forgot. And now, beneath the blood-red moon, a crimson beam splits the night sky—the sign of their return. From forgotten corners of the earth, girls with no memory of who they were awaken, marked by power that refuses to sleep. They walk among us, unaware that the fate of all rests in their hands.
bigtiffs · 10.1K Views
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