Avatar Way Of Water

"In a society where humanity has long forgotten the importance of harmony with nature and spirit, a lonely boy chooses to follow his family's legacy by becoming a shaman—unaware that this decision will change everything."

James who transmigrated into a chaotic world is only a small figure in the world. Leading a small tribe through the Northern Pass, he knew of what will happen in advance The Empire will fracture, the princes will rebel, and the world will be in chaos! And his tribe will be annihilated and his people will be killed and enslaved! This is not a good era to live. In this chaotic era, the only way to survive is to fight! In blood and fire, he will be baptized into an Overlord that would shake the world! [ The character also has a system that will help him to navigate this new world. Enjoy as he begun building a new kingdom in a chaotic world]

En un mundo donde las creencias de todas las culturas moldearon la existencia, los dioses de cada cultura eligen a un ser humano cada 100 años para otorgar sus poderes a un ser humano y obligarlo a participar en un concurso llamado "Torneo Sagrado". Estos humanos elegidos se llaman "Avatares" y adquieren poderes que representan a sus propios dioses y luchan usando habilidades que reflejan sus respectivas áreas de control. Esta lucha determinará el equilibrio del mundo. Sin embargo, ninguno de los participantes conocía el verdadero propósito del torneo ni la recompensa final para el vencedor.

On a night when heavy rain swallows the world in shadow, a lone rider emerges—a man draped in black, his steps both deliberate and enigmatic. With a sword at his side and secrets etched into his soul, he rides a path few dare to tread. As kingdoms tremble on the brink of war, whispers of sorcerers, kings, and forgotten bloodlines weave through the taverns and battlefields. Alliances are fragile, trust is a weapon, and somewhere between justice and survival lies a truth few are willing to uncover. Guided by instinct and burdened by a past that haunts him, the swordsman journeys through lands torn by conflict and fear. In his wake, myths awaken, danger stirs, and a kingdom's fate balances precariously on the edge of a blade. To follow the way is to embrace its darkness... and its light.

"Do you still love me?" Tears rolled out her eyes as she whispered. "Of course I do," Phill said with all seriousness. "Why would you ask such a question? I stood outside for months hoping one day you'll come back, everything I did made me remember you, and now you're here, I don't even know how to express myself," "Are you telling me the truth?" Enquiring, June sobbed, "Because I've tried, heaven knows I've tried, I've tried to be nice to everyone but it's like they stab me in the back." June a pretty 22-year-old fashion designer finds herself in a critical condition where she has to fight an unknown enemy to win her man.

___________________________________ tired of beta main character try read this novel. i created this novel just because one reason and one reason only, i hate Beta main character. like bro why did you hesitate so much just to kill someone, or then the main character has an op skill called friendship. i tired of that sort of main character so that is why i created this novel. well that's all. ___________________________________ art:me (i try) original story by:Moai69 (me) ___________________________________

what if you where not chosen or gifted to be a hero and had to be used from a young age to achieve a goal? going through towns, kingdoms of different races, having to fight to survive and the arrogant have the power to be arrogant. that’s the story of Mei messenger a puppet in the hand of his older sister Zinia going through through a war to win a war of three different sides. Nothing is easy as one’s strength can sometimes be nothing in a situation and death is everywhere. a world where the world soul is imbedded into someone mind with each having a different understanding of. meeting people is a gamble and closing an eye to sleep is a dangerous decision if in the wrong place since monsters, false deities, vampire and even humans can kill you in a war where hope is a small light in endless darkness.

Logline An unwilling pilgrim must guide three young elves across the realms in a timeless rite of passage, while they race to uncover the dark secrets of his Elven Way before their journey ends. Synopsis By Elven law, only when all men forget his transgressions shall an elf be granted parole. No living man remembers Latham’s transgression, and he must now walk the Elven Way as a pilgrim—an unwilling mentor bound by the arcane to reveal forgotten arts and lost magic to his cohorts—the least of his concerns. But after centuries imprisoned, the last thing he—or any pilgrim—wants is a show of secrets to snot-nosed gits. Here is a tale of some of Elven history’s most infamous—eccentrics and hoodlums—turned unwilling mentors to cohorts as eager as they are gullible. Aalto Stian, Son of Havelock of Nero—a pirate prince who drinks from his fishbowl, sailing waves that rage higher than most mountains stand. With nothing but flotsam for a foothold and the light of Fos as his compass, he grins right at the eye of the storm. Where will it lead him next? Hjordis Waldemar, Daughter of Hilde of Potiri—a noble’s eyes sting as she glares at her calloused hands, abashed. Will one who must swing her blade a thousand times for a reasonably decent strike ever reach the heights of the sword saints of yore? Wray Kaspar, Son of Ulf of Anemos—a hermit who calls the wind to play, only for her to take everything from him. In her wake, his path to reckoning lays bare—will he walk it? What to expect: Epic Progression Fantasy (Is that a real genre?) inspired by some of my favourite stories: imagine a whimsical blend of Avatar: The Last Airbender's bending/spirituality, with A Song of Ice and Fire's political intrigue (as best I can write), and Shadow Slave's insidious Eldritch horrors. A character drama first and foremost; I enjoy exploring what makes my characters tick—(but don’t expect a meandering, plotless story). Mature themes: body horror, intimate relationships (not just sex, but the emotional baggage—honestly, I think that’s the core of any relationship), trauma—whatever is true to my characters. I write what I’m creatively driven to express, but always with a view to move the audience, and never for indulgence. A writer terribly happy you’re here!

Follow Subra Fitz as he explores the strange power that allows him to create and control avatars in another world.

When they separate with eachother in high-school and meet again as Writer and Popstar

This story is about a young curvy woman meeting a handsome male orc as they struggle to understand each other and the world around them. warning there will be sensitive topics blood, killing, sexual abuse, physical violence, etc

She held the blazing power, standing alone on the high pavement against the world. He held the smothering power, standing on the high pavement with the world. -- The famous 'daughter of maid' had many dreams. 1. Get into the Military Unit of Training Academy. 2. Gain respect for herself. 3. Make her mother proud. 4. Leave the town. After fulfilling all of her dreams, Junuka thought of having the happiest life but what she never expected was that happiness is a never-ending road and dreams were just it's excuses.

The prince of Maldonia, Prince Artemis of House Arteides, the bear killer, the slayer of the elves is crowned King when his father Luca King Arteides dies. Aurora is a seer and a powerful witch who has yet to aknowledge her powers, only Artemis knows of it. Lucian Mithandir is in exile recruiting an army to fight Prince Castellan of house Taelin for the throne of Prophis. Artemis wants no parts of this war, but he is very aware whoever wins the war will later turn to Maldonia. Artemis has no clue that a bigger war is coming which will set out kingdoms on fire, Aurora has seen it in her dreams and it's for the Sweet Waters Throne in Maldonia. The end is uncertain but the ways are clearer, who will sit on the throne after the war to end all wars. The Bastard who's been denied his true claim to the Sweet Waters throne with the mighties fleet in the world and King Artemis of Maldonia who has Aurora and dragons breathing fire. ~ Excerpt Scene ~ "Are you ready? A dragon is not a horse my love" Aurora expressed her concerns. "The dragons are ready to be claimed, Your Grace. I think it’s the perfect time for Artodo to take the skies and be claimed. He and the King have great relationship. He just needs to understand the words that’s all. "Torgo explained while looking at both Aurora and Artemis. "I understand the words." Said Artemis. "Incendio for fire and Valar for him to fly. I know some Low Moor too." It seemed Aurora wasn’t easily convinced, "Knowing the language of our ancestors doesn’t mean you can hang on to the dragon and take to the skies, especially since you are not just practicing. You are taking the dragon to the Mines, in clear daylight." "Exactly, that is the only way we can silence Lord Leoric. I cannot let him take advantage of my sister, I have to try…" Visera interrupted. "He’s ready, I can see it in his eyes." She said with a smirk. Aurora ordered Torgo. "Bring him outside," in Low Moor. Torgo nodded and walked inside the darkened cave with a fire torch. All five dragons were inside the cave perfectly chained. He went after Artodo, the biggest of them all. The black beast, standing at forty feet from head to tail with a wingspan of twenty feet. A terrifying beast to even stare at. Artemis took two deep breaths. "According to my ancestors history, the youngest dragon rider to ever took the skies was ten years old. You’ll be fine." Aurora teased Artemis after she noticed how nervous he was. The dragon keepers placed a saddle on Artodo’s back and two strong handles made of iron and wood for Artemis to hang on to. Then, finally Aurora walked to Artodo — the black beast. She pulled in Artemis and they both touched the dragon’s right eye, soothing him before the take off. "This is your rider now Artodo, you are to obey him from this day forward to the last, as your mother commands." Aurora said this is Low Moor while the dragon hissed slowly. The dragon hissed and Aurora took it a sign that Artodo understood him. She took a step back and let Artemis take over. These two weren’t strangers to one another. Artemis’s touch wasn’t strange to Artodo and he silently lowered his left wingspan for Artemis to climb up. Carefully and slowly, Artemis mounted the black beast. It was no secret that he was scared. When he was on top of the dragon, Artemis smiled looking down and he suddenly exclaimed. "You all look like tiny bees from up here!" Aurora, Visera, Torgo and the dragon keepers laughed. Aurora walked to him and they looked at each other. Their dream finally came true; "Promise me, you’ll come back alive." Said Aurora. "I promise." "And that you will not burn the Mines to the ground. If she disagrees with you, perhaps it’s time to let her go." This was what Artemis truly needed to hear so he may stop his obsession with saving his sister. When he was ready, he shouted to Artodo. "Valar Artodo," and right there the dragon’s feet pounded the ground heavy as it prepared for takeoff.

The ocean roared, waves surging like beasts, crashing against an ancient throne carved from blue crystal. Noel stood in the midst of the chaos, his heart pounding as voices echoed in his head. A memory surfaced—one not his own yet deeply familiar. He saw a man with a face identical to his, regal and powerful, commanding the seas with a mere flick of his hand. The man turned, his gaze piercing. "The throne of waters belongs to you now," he said, his voice calm yet heavy. "But the cost is your past, your pain, and your fears. Will you take it?" Noel woke up with a jolt, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he clutched his chest, struggling to slow his racing heartbeat. It was the same dream again, haunting and vivid. But Noel didn’t know the man or the throne—or why he felt both terrified and drawn to it.

Who says you can't refine without pills? Who says that if you can't refine weapons, you don't have divine weapons? Who says that if you are frustrated in making charms, you have no combat power? The so-called one sword breaks all laws, lies in the confidence ...... When danger comes, your only reliance is only the sword, not the other ......

Everything change on Planet scytech when they first discover new energy that was never seen or heard before anywhere in this whole world. It was also reason for the aliens race came scytech planet after getting energy signal from it. War broke out between scytech planet people and aliens because it half of scytech land become Westland. After fighting over 200 years peace treaty was signed and one giant intergalactic nation come to alive where all kind of race stay together. Technology that human never have seen before appear infront of their eyes and human broke free from their normal mortal body limit. Jazz Rowan a 16 years old boy, who wanted to become intergalactic fighting champion but reality had something quite different for him despite that he didn't give up on his dream of becoming strongest person. [Shameless Author Notes] : if you enjoy my work you can give power stone to this novel and if you think my work is trash then throw power stone at this novel. Notice : "This cover does not belong to me I found it on Pinterest. if this is your art if you want to remove it I will remove it or I can give you credit for cover

As Malu wakes up, his eyes blur. He soon looks around, seeing fire spread around him. As he adventures, he freaks out during a "fire show", but it causes the fire to spread faster. Malu soon finds out he has a cool power, one for the greater good or the worse. As Malu embarks on this journey, he finds some friendly kids, whose names are Skipper and Terios. As the group travels through this game, they find themselves facing a bigger fear. Who is the real villain?

It's the classic case of man dies and has the option to live again. But most of the details are already figured out, and all he has to do is roll a die, make an avatar, and wait. [ok, so. I was on an app, that will be unnamed (just in case). Scrolling through videos on my fyp when an edit of tonraq came up, and since I hadn't seen the show in a long time, I forgot how much I liked this character. Then all of a sudden I was like "What if I just. . . stick him in DC?" Yung Justice to be exact, and this will be the result!! I'm ready excited to see where my brain takes this, as I never really plan out my stories.]

As the Greta sister of an ex special force soldier, David, was sexual harassed and found dead in her apartment, David and his best friend Pierre, an ex Marksman in the German Gebirgsjäger, try to identify those responsible for Greta´s death and eliminate them. Who is responsible? Who is involved?

"You want me to accept discipline?! Look, I only entered 17 this year!" Facing the 1st task given by the system, Araw couldn't help but curse out loud. Never expected that this so-called Divine Way of Teaching seem more crazier than him.  He still hasn't even recovered from him suddenly transmigrating to the past, yet he already needed to deal with this mysterious voice inside his head.  Moreover, who's crazy enough to give divine items to random people? "This system is crazy!!"

"Sometimes meeting someone is fate, but to be happy it is decided by yourself. " In this story, we have a girl facing family problems, new meetings and her struggles in her way to find a happy ending...

It’s more than twenty years after the new millennium. Amid the rising skyscrapers, recent housing developments, public transport modernization programs, and new generation of influencers and vloggers, are constants in the Philippines’ society - the shamans. In this alternate world, Filipino mythological creatures intermingle in peace with humans. A tiyanak is a child star. A sarimanok the mascot of a popular channel. A manananggal a sought-after model. Even diwatas and sigbins are leaders of their own party lists. But even in this highly inclusive world, there are those who tiptoe beyond the line - be it humans or mythological creatures. The shamans who wield sigla, also known as spiritual energy, are responsible for keeping the peace between the supernatural beings and humankind. Within this chaotic setting, Billie, a tired, depressed young woman, tries to get back on her feet together with Puddle, the duwende. Maybe life in the country is not so peaceful after all?

A desert covering most of everything I saw, my village was one of many built above the endless sand. Some of the old reminisce about the stories they held about a large group of people. They had wandered and wandered, what they had looked for was a Utopia, one where it was comfortable, a place where it was safe. I didn't wish to find a place like that, I wished for a world that was only a utopia.

Salvation. Sanctuary. A safe place. Somewhere he can be safe and free. Somewhere away from abuse, from his bullies, from harassment, from false judgements... from ropes... and whips... somewhere away from pain. Somewhere they will never reach him. That is what Aqueo Harp had always been wishing for. So when he finds himself dying and waking up in a world of magic, a world completely different from the one he had, he views it as a blessing in disguise. It was the thing he had been asking for—to escape from the cruel fate of an orphan like him in his previous world—a life under the mercy of a human trafficking organization that plunged him in a cycle of recurrent depression, back-and-forth at the local detention center, and other stuff that are known to be interrelated with juvenile delinquency. With that in mind, Aqueo swears to never go back to his miserable old life and live an opposite life in the new world, one that is devoid of any trouble he had in the past. But not even a full day has passed when he finds out that his fate in this new world might end up the same as his previous one. This place is also brimming with slavery and other abuse, just as dangerous as his previous world—or even worse. But there is hope, Aqueo Harp meets a water spirit and finds new friends, something he never had for a long time. With their help, Aqueo doesn't feel as hopeless anymore.

Eric was a young man whom life had not treated well. Unfortunately, he was diagnosed with epilepsy. One day, while riding his motorbike, he suffered a sudden epileptic seizure. Fate decided to take his life. For Eric, it was as if he was asleep. The next second, he woke up in another world full of wonders and horrors.

This is a story set in a modern world filled with cultivators, magic, advanced technology and ancient battle arts. In this world, Elen was a little boy who lived with his loving mother until the age of 4. Though they were not rich, life until then was peaceful for him. But everything changed when a mad scientist entered their peaceful life like a devil. Elen was captured as a lab rat for human experiments, and his mother was killed before his own eyes. Elen endured inhuman torture and pain at a very young age, causing his body to start breaking down bit by bit. He even begged for death, but the people in white coats only looked at him expressionlessly, as though he is not even a human child. After 2 years, his body finally gave up and the presence of life slowly faded from his body. But.....Is he really dead? If he is really dead, then who is Red Devil that the entire world of Celestia feared? If he is really dead, then who is the ancient weapon master with unparalleled mastery over 12 different types of weapons? If he is really dead, then who is the divine cultivator with the strongest physical body and the talent to wield 12 different magical elements at his will? Now then, if he is not dead, Will he be able to survive in this vast and dangerous world without anybody to rely on? will he be able to take revenge on all those who hurt him and his mother? Above all, is his mother really dead or is there a mystery behind her disappearance? Join me to find out, answer for all these questions.:) As an author, I can only say one thing: this will be a unique story, and you will enjoy it. I sincerely hope for your support and presence until the last chapter of this book. Thank you.