Kurama Dera Temple

The anti-demon system. Ryujin kaito was a nobody who works at the demon dispel bureau, here was a transmigrator at the demon prison, he was at the stage 3 of cultivation, The demon king had been defeated long before ryujin was born, but the demons had plans to resurrect the demon king back in the world but the demon dispel bureau was working had to dispel and capture all the demons the demon dispel bureau was a temple filled with cultivator they had different branches in different dynasty, ryujin was at the sun dynasty, he gained a system called The anti-demon system, a system that makes him stronger from demons attack, ryujin was one of the disciples of the bureau

"In a World ravaged by monstrous creatures from the abyss called, Venom, humanity's survival hinges on the Aura System - a mystical power that awakens within select individuals. But Dera, orphaned and Aura-less, is an anomaly. Deemed an ordinary mortal, his fate seems sealed. That is, until he stumbles upon the ancient tomb of a legendary Shadow Venom. Defying the odds, Dera awakens a forbidden power - the Venom System. Embark on Dera's perilous journey as he transforms into a Shadow Venom Hunter, navigating treacherous landscapes, rival treasure seekers, and the blurred lines between good and evil. Will his newfound abilities be humanity's salvation or its downfall?"

Synopsis of "Chronicles of Hearts and Horizon" The story begins in a world where magic intertwines with the tangible, and ancient ruins hold the forgotten secrets of past civilizations. "Chronicles of Hearts and Horizon" follows the journey of two unlikely companions—Elara, a skilled treasure hunter, and Alden, a brooding warrior—whose paths cross in a mysterious, enchanted forest, setting them on a dangerous quest to unearth a powerful artifact, the Heartstone, hidden within the ruins of an ancient civilization. Elara is no stranger to danger. Her reputation as a fearless treasure hunter precedes her, known across the lands for her ability to navigate perilous terrains and decipher ancient languages. She is driven by a singular obsession: to find the Heartstone, an artifact said to possess the power to alter the course of history. The artifact, shrouded in mystery, is said to be capable of granting its wielder unimaginable power, but at the cost of one’s soul. The Heartstone is believed to be locked away deep within the ruins of the Temple of Eternity, a place that few have dared to enter, let alone survive. Alden, on the other hand, is a soldier of fortune with a tragic past. Once a knight, he is now a wandering warrior, scarred by the loss of his family during a great war that ravaged his homeland. Haunted by his past and driven by guilt, Alden has grown cold and detached from the world, living only for the present day, seeking solace in his sword and the quiet of the wilderness. His fate intertwines with Elara’s when they both arrive at the outskirts of the Cursed Forest, a dangerous and enchanted place rumored to be the final resting ground of many treasure hunters who perished in search of the Heartstone. The two meet under unlikely circumstances when Elara, scouting the forest for clues, finds herself trapped by a treacherous pitfall. Alden, drawn by her desperate cries for help, rescues her, and though reluctant to share her quest, Elara finds herself needing Alden’s strength and combat skills to navigate the increasingly hostile forest. What begins as a temporary alliance for survival slowly blooms into a deep and complex partnership. As they travel deeper into the forest, their relationship evolves from a purely practical one to a romantic and emotional connection. However, their journey is far from simple. The Cursed Forest is alive, a sentient place that seems to have its own will, shifting paths and conjuring illusions to mislead and trap travelers. Along their way, they encounter strange creatures—both mythical and terrifying—and are faced with riddles and challenges designed to test their resolve. The forest, it seems, has its own secrets and a dark history tied to the Heartstone. As Elara and Alden journey through the temple, the challenges grow more intense, testing not only their physical endurance but also their emotional resilience. The temple’s illusions begin to prey on their deepest fears and regrets, challenging the bond they have formed. The deeper they go into the temple, the more they realize that the Heartstone isn’t just a powerful artifact—it is a sentient being that feeds off of the desires and fears of those who seek it. Elara, still haunted by her parents' mysterious disappearance, is confronted with visions of them—alive but lost to her in a world where the Heartstone’s power can bend time and reality. For a moment, she is tempted to seize the Heartstone to bring her parents back, but she is reminded of the cost: the stone's power would enslave her, slowly draining her essence until she becomes a mere shadow of the person she once was. The forest’s enchantment seems to push her toward this temptation, but her growing connection with Alden acts as a tether, preventing her from falling into the stone's seductive grasp. Alden faces an equally tormenting vision—one where he returns to the battlefield, but this time he does not abandon his family.

I quiver as he snakes his arm around my waist with his lips behind my ear whispering, "So what would you say about my proposal, Zelda?" Peering into his eyes with a smile on my lips, I entangle him in a hug and plunge the knife at his back taking him by surprise. Slowly, he goes limp in my arms falling on his knees before me while staring at me and not uttering a word. Leaning forward, I give him a peck as a tear escapes from my eyes. "I'm sorry, either way it's meant to come to this." I say giving a him final look before twisting the knife further at his back, leaving him to bleed to death. ***** Griselda Capell, a seemingly average young lady with hidden abilities has only one ambition in life, 'to become successful and find a fairytale type of love'. Her dreams come crashing down when she's sold off to the Royal pure blooded Garcia's family as a mistress to the heir, Aidan. Slowly, she entertains the idea that life with Aidan doesn't seem all bad as they rather fall in love. Soon, her hidden abilities are slowly discovered and harnessed, with emissaries of the Venine temple whisking her away and intimating of her role and destiny in life. Plots, twists and turns ensue as her destiny which she's expected to fulfill is in stark contrast with Aidan's, which harshly drifts them apart and turns her into a version of herself she had never dreamt of, a monster as some may call her. With a mass of powers at the tip of her fingers, tons of army at her command, Griselda turns out to be Aidan's most dreaded enemy, fear and weakness. A entrancing tale of love and hate, lovers to enemies, both expected to do away with each other, which will survive?

Lucan Ironfist came from a noble family, but he wasn't the eldest son. When his brother became the head of the family and he turned 18, Lucan would become a commoner. A strange rule, but that's how it was. So Lucan began to think of a way to live a peaceful life. As he was considering this, his mother arranged for him to become a priest in another city. A priest didn't have to worry about food or housing, and all he had to do was watch over the temple and the statue. It was easy work, so he agreed and arrived at the city. One day, as he was watching over the temple and the statue, a poor-looking girl came to pray. When she prayed to God, light gathered around her body. Lucan was surprised and suddenly remembered the plot of a certain game. Originally, Lucan was from Earth and had traveled to this fantasy world. When he was on Earth, he played a game with a plot where a merchant family's illegitimate daughter, bullied by her family, awakened the power of a saint. Lucan decided to keep this secret and train the saint so that in the future, he could have an easy life and save himself from any crises. --- **Please do not rate the novel until you have read at least 20 chapters. This includes 5-star ratings. After reading 20 chapters, you are welcome to rate the novel as you see fit. However, please refrain from using any abusive language in your comments. Any comment containing abusive language will be deleted, even if it includes a 5-star rating. ** If there is something you do not like, please mention it. If it is something I can fix, I will do my best to address it. Similarly, if there is something you enjoy, please let me know. ** Feel free to ask questions, and I will do my best to answer them, provided they do not spoil the story.

Rayah was not meant to live more than 5 years having a heart failure condition but the eldest princess of Montis has been able to live past it due to the power of the diamond but now she has just two months to live. What could have gone wrong? Rayah hops on a journey to find The Healer but can she be able to do it on her own with the symptoms showing up too frequently. **** Rayah began to feel lightheaded. "No no please, not here in the middle of nowhere please." She begged her body, she was on the verge of tears. "Your highness" Rayah heard someone call her. A guard approached her. Rayah herself was beyond relieved to see that it was a guard from the palace and knew he could help her. She was feeling very lightheaded, she reached out to him. Other guards stood by in order not to cause a scene. "Water quickly" Rayah asked while tapping her temples with her eyes closed.

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. "I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. "Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…” “Then why do you want me to stop following you?” “I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end. “Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away. “I did,” he sighed in defeat.

Zheng Nianru went from being a Commandery Princess who could be killed at any moment to the position of the Empress Dowager, wielding power over the world. What she couldn't accept was that she didn't end up with a good fate. However, Zheng Nianru thought that no one would have been able to save Nanzheng State. Yet, she was reborn and, having deeply reflected upon her pain, also considered several past mistakes. Firstly, she should not have married down into the family of Ju Nanyi, a man with a narrow mind who came from a minor house, who only thought about romantic affairs and entangled with her in desperate affection, incapable of assisting Nanzheng. Secondly, she should not have killed everyone in Qiandao Temple, which was the spiritual pillar of the people of Nanzheng State. After all, there were better ways, weren't there, like seduction? Thirdly, she should not have been so confident that the monarch of the neighboring country would fall at her feet, nor should she have trusted the promise of that fickle neighboring monarch, which led to years of drawn-out conflict between the two states. Um, Zheng Nianru felt she was not wrong. She just wanted to live well and to be a good Empress Dowager. Since she had the chance to live again, why did she have this chance? Could it be that she was expected to once again turn Nanzheng State upside down?

Chen Nuo had transmigrated to the Primordial World and surprisingly opened a shop right next to Patriarch Bodhi’s Taoist temple. Unexpectedly, the first visitor wasn’t Patriarch Bodhi, but a monkey, who traded three strands of its fur for a plate of egg-fried rice, then its eyes emitted golden lights! From then on, there was no more Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong, only the Godly Chef Sun Wukong! Buddhism was utterly baffled, what was this situation, where was my Journey to the West, where was the grand flourishing of Buddhism? Haotian was utterly baffled, "Fuck, where is everyone? How come there’s no one in the vast Heavenly Court?" The immortals: "Who’s still in Heavenly Court now? Of course, we’re all going to eat!"

Father Romeo Salvatore : You don't know who you're falling for, Karenina. Karenina: Father, forgive me for I've already sinned. *** Over privileged Alpha's daughter, Karenina Agriche is both ruthless and unforgiving. Her short temper and spoiled personality ended her up in Moon Maidens Elvatore university. Far away from her country, she got stuck in a remote and deserted place. Father Romeo Salvatore, respected professor in Moon Maidens Elvatore university finds himself falling in love with his student, Karenina . His uncontrollable urge to touch her, own her, kiss her made him walk the path of hell. However his loyalty towards his job and temple crumbled when he discovers that Karenina is his fated mate and is secretly pregnant with his cubs. Will he choose to accept his forbidden love for his student and redeem his cursed fate? Or continue to be a respected priest of Selene Grandeur temple? ^ The themes and settings ^ ° Slow burn Romance ° Has age-gap ° Touch her and you'll die type of Male lead ° He's mine type of female lead ° Powerful couple ° Blood and Gore

Bored in class, Ivaim suddenly transmigrates into a world plagued with Fractured Realities. A century ago, Reality Masters suddenly arrived— bringing a wave of terror over the planet. Just as the people despaired, they began to discover "Threshold Items" which allowed them to enter the domains of these Reality Masters. They had two options starting from there : One, to become a Reality Walker— a person marked and blessed by a Reality Master, fighting by their side in order to defend against other Reality Masters. Or to become a Reality Ruiner— A person who kills Reality Masters, directly consuming and taking over the powers that they posses! However, to Ivaim, he seemed to have taken on a different path. As he looked towards his own body, he sighed as he realized that he was neither a Reality Walker, or a Reality Ruiner. —He had somehow become a Reality Master.

In a realm where legends breathe and the dead walk, the murim world exists on the knife’s edge of honor and savagery. Here, warriors aren’t just born but forged through relentless trials, wielding powers that reflect the very spirit within them. Ancient clans, bound by intricate codes and ancient feuds, vie for dominance, each cultivating their own martial secrets, whispered only through generations or carved into scrolls soaked in the blood of those who sought them. This land, cloaked in myth and shrouded in mystery, is one of harsh beauty, a tapestry of vast mountain ranges, haunted forests, and ruined temples where ghosts of fallen warriors linger. Among the wanderers, ronin, and hidden assassins, a delicate balance holds; it is a peace that trembles under the weight of long-held grudges, greed, and the thirst for power. Through silent pathways and forgotten villages, those who dare to walk alone, like Ebon, move as phantoms, forging their paths beyond the constraints of clan loyalty or kinship. These wanderers are nameless shadows, bound only to their own purpose and haunted by the spirits of their past. Yet, for all their independence, even they are touched by the unseen hand of the murim’s brutal politics and mystical forces. In this world of veiled faces, blood oaths, and silent vendettas, every step echoes with danger, and every encounter holds the potential to turn friend to foe. Those who dare to follow this path walk a line between life and legend, their fates lost in the whispers of the ancient and unyielding murim.

After 700 years, the former Saint, guardian of the Demon King’s seal and representative of the goddess Miriat, steps down. In a once-in-a-lifetime event, the sacred temple opens its doors to mortals from all over the world to witness the selection of a new Saint—the mother of the world and protector of all races. Among thousands of pure and promising candidates, the goddess bestows her blessing upon a beautiful figure destined to make history. Will they unleash what must remain sealed?

She is an ordinary woman in a modern city, balancing her career, relationships, and dreams—until the day the world she knows starts to crack. Shadows whisper her name, strangers seem to recognize her, and her loyal dog begins to act... oddly human. She is unaware that she is actually the reincarnation of an ancient Indian mythology goddess whose real identity has been shrouded in mystery for hundreds of years. As shards of her divine past begin to resurface, so also do some ancient enemies that have long since been forgotten but are very dangerous. Guided by her vahan—a celestial being in the guise of her canine companion—and a human ally shrouded in secrets, she journeys to find out who she truly is. In a world where skyscrapers rise over hidden temples and technology intertwines with ancient rituals, her awakening could just save or doom humanity. Will she come into and accept the powers of her divine heritage, or will her human heart hold her in a world that cannot understand her destiny?

What animal is more ferocious than the Tibetan Mastiff? Is the secret passage to the sacred land of Shambhala hidden beneath the Potala Palace? Does the fabled Pabala Temple, concealed within vast amounts of Tibetan historical documents, truly exist? Why do the sacrificial rituals of primitive jungle tribes bear such a striking resemblance to those practiced in certain regions of Tibet? Could the Mayan ruins hidden deep within the jungles of the Americas have a close cultural connection with distant Tibet? Why did Soviet experts organize a special team that ventured into Tibet five times shortly after the founding of New China? Why did Hitler issue orders in 1938 and 1943 for his top aide Himmler to personally assemble two expeditions into Tibet? What secrets is Tibet hiding from us? This is a mystery—one that Tibet, despite having become a global tourist destination, still guards in silence.

In skies where heavens crack and fall, A broken immortal heeds the call. Ling Tianyi, with memories blurred, Seeks truths within a world disturbed. A demon’s laugh, both sharp and sly, Zhi Yue’s mischief masks the why. With mocking jest and secrets veiled, He walks beside the one who’s failed. A temple stands, then crumbles low, Where lotus blooms and past truths glow. A sword that sings of wars once fought, Now whispers tales of what was sought. Through flames of beasts and shadows vast, The echoes ring of battles past. In lava’s depths and tempest’s rage, Their fates are inked on destiny’s page. Mockery yields to bonds unspoken, As shattered stars leave hearts unbroken. Together bound by fate’s decree, A tale of stars, of shadows, and eternity.

I slammed my fists against my temples, the pain shooting through my skull like a jagged lightning bolt. "What's wrong with you, Hailey?" I screamed, my voice echoing off the hospital room walls. "Why can't you remember? Just remember who you were!" The machines surrounding me sprang to life, their beeps and alarms blaring in a cacophony of sound. My heart rate spiked, and my hormones surged, sending my body into a frenzy. Suddenly, a flurry of white coats burst into the room. Nurses rushed to my side, their faces etched with concern. One of them quickly injected a sedative into my IV, and I felt my eyelids growing heavy. As the darkness closed in, I caught a glimpse of the nurses' worried faces, their mouths moving in slow motion as they spoke words I couldn't quite hear. The machines continue to beep and whirl, their sounds fading into the distance as I succumbed to the darkness.