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Erwin Killing A Titan

Titan's Ascent

In a world where Titans once ruled as gods, their shattered remains now fuel the rise of empires and the fall of heroes. The Titan Federation, a ruthless regime built on the bones of the old world, enforces order through fear, hunting down rogue Titan Core wielders and sealing away the remnants of the Titans' power. But beneath the surface, an ancient darkness stirs—the **Veilborn**, beings of pure void who were sealed away millennia ago, are beginning to break free. **Zoren Arthur**, a young orphan with a fractured Core—a rare and unstable fusion of Light and Dark—has spent his life running from the Federation. Branded a threat for his uncontrollable power, Zoren is haunted by the fear of losing himself to the darkness within. But when a mysterious figure from his past reveals a chilling prophecy—that he is the key to either saving the world or unleashing its destruction—Zoren is thrust into a war he never asked for. As the Veilborn begin to awaken, Zoren must navigate a treacherous path, forging alliances with unlikely allies --- What to Expect: A Vast, Evolving World – Kingdoms, federations, and hidden forces vying for control over Titan Cores. Intense Battles & Unique Powers – Every fighter has their own way of wielding their Core’s strength. Complex Characters & Moral Dilemmas – No one is purely good or evil; everyone fights for something. Deep Mysteries & Long-Term Payoff – Secrets buried in history, lost Titans, and a power struggle that spans generations. --- Posting schedule: 1 chapter per day.
Shade_Weaver · 3.9K Views

Kill to Rise

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm
Man110 · 258 Views

TITAN REQUIEM

For millions of years, they have slept beneath us—ancient titans, creatures of impossible scale and power, hidden beneath the deepest oceans and the most remote landscapes. But now, something has awakened them. When Titanus Vortigaon, a monstrous, city-sized kaiju, rises from the Mariana Trench, it triggers a chain reaction of destruction across the Pacific. The world’s military forces launch a desperate counterattack, but the Titan is unstoppable. Manila is obliterated. Millions perish. The world watches in horror. Dr. Elias Kaine, a marine biologist aboard the Poseidon research vessel, and Agent Julian Mercer of G-Force International, uncover a terrifying truth: Vortigaon is not the only Titan awakening. A second behemoth, older and deadlier, has begun to stir beneath the Andes. And it won’t be long before they collide in an apocalyptic battle. Meanwhile, in the shadows, the Apex Syndicate, a rogue organization, has been preparing for this moment. Their solution? A weapon of their own—a Jaeger, a towering war machine engineered to fight the Titans. But as governments scramble and secret factions move to seize control of the Titan war, a terrifying question looms: What if humanity’s greatest weapon is not enough? As Earth stands on the brink of annihilation, Elias, Mercer, and an elite team of scientists and soldiers must race against time to uncover the Titans' origins—and find a way to stop them before the world falls. The age of man is over. The age of Titans has begun.
DaoistJd3XGh · 488 Views

The world of killing gods and the sharingan

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.
DaoistPe0USa · 54.5K Views
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