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Rwby Mantle

Unromantic Madam Attracting Obsessive Lordship's

“Mine. You” his crooked words said in a deep voice, carrying a hint of evilness echoed through the silent hall. As he gazes at the petite woman he trapped in his arms, he saw her beautiful dark whirlpool eyes flashing in extreme brilliance. Her dark eyes flickered, instead of being scared, she stared right into his dangerous bloody red eyes, chuckling lowly while raising her brows in provocation, “Can you make me though?” Just then, another person---being, appeared behind her, grabbing her arms with gentle force but firm, not giving her a time to resist, as his heavenly voice fell and entered her ears. "He can't. But I can though," his gentle words filled with intentions echoed, making Chaira narrow her eyes dangerously as Hades growled in jealousy. _ Chaira Traus spent her first life being bullied by her classmates, used as a cash cow by her friends, abused by her family and in-laws and treated as a plaything by her fiancée. She was used and exploited for all her use before she was left with nothing. Going back home while walking after being dropped off in the middle of the road by her fiancé, her unlucky first life ended with the bus running frantically towards her. Being reborn again means she cannot live in the same sequence as in her first life, focusing herself to study hard in everything to slap everyone faces with grace, she found herself studying medicine, hacking, business, martial arts calligraphy and even was able to enter the underground business without any hesitation, as long as she can study it, she studied and entered it. Mastering those things in 10 years, she was about to take things to the next level when she found out… she died, again, from over studying things. At the age of 45, she was without a husband and any heir to take on her mantle. Before she was to grieve her ridiculous death that happened for the second time, she was reborn for the third time. This time, Chaira vowed that she will not die because of ridiculous events. For this life, she will do the things that she can’t do on her past two life, she will have an heir, countless heir that would take on the skills she studied hard on her second life, as for husband? Who needs that. Adopted babies to train are more desirable than having a kid with a possible cheating husband. But first, she got to solve this family first that were trying to marry her to a playboy.
cold_autumnwrites · 5.4K Views

Reborn as a Devouring Dragon with a System

ASSEMBLE, DRAGONS! When Daniel, an unlucky yet sharp-witted young man from Earth, meets an untimely end, he awakens not in paradise—but before the fearsome, long-forgotten Devouring Dragon God. In a crumbling divine realm on the brink of extinction, the ancient god offers Daniel a choice: be reborn in a world of magic, dragons, phoenixes, and cultivation—or vanish into eternal nothingness. But there’s a price: he must take up the mantle of vengeance and resurrect the glory of the annihilated Dragon Clan. Their enemy? Not demons. Not mortals. Gods. At first, Daniel scoffs. Revenge against divine beings? Madness. But with the threat of oblivion looming, he accepts the pact—and in return, he’s granted three wishes that will shape his destiny. Reborn as the final Devouring Dragon, Daniel believes his journey will be a breeze. He’s wrong. This world doesn’t bend to will or fantasy tropes—it crushes the unprepared. Forged in the flames of hardship and absurdity alike, Daniel rises—not as a mere man, but as the harbinger of an ancient bloodline. Watch the birth of a legend. The Dragon who makes even Gods tremble. The last of his kind. The first of a new era. The one who will unite the forgotten dragons—Fire, Wind, Thunder, Dark—and mutate even mightier beasts like the Sword Dragon and beyond. He is the storm that cracks the heavens. He is the fire that scorches fate itself. He is the roar that silences worlds. He is the fangs that tear through destiny. He is the wings that shadow the sun. He is the wrath that devours time and gods alike. He is the beginning of dread… and the end of divinity. He is the Devouring Dragon. [WSA 2025 Entry] A/N: Shameless MC? Absolutely. No harem? You bet. Returning readers from “I Lost My Copy System and Awakened a Plundering System” will recognize the Originat energy. Expect dragons, madness, mayhem—and an MC who doesn’t know when to shut up (this happens in the later chapters) Support means everything! +1 Bonus Chapter for every 200 Power Stones +1 Bonus Chapter for every 100 Golden Tickets
Dragon_Heart9 · 391.5K Views

Apocalypse: Sin of Humanity

The world fell into silence—not from war among nations, nor from a plague born of nature, but from something far more sinister. It began with the rise of a blood-red moon—a grim omen that marked the downfall of civilization. In its wake came the infected: monstrous, ravenous creatures driven by an insatiable hunger, attacking every living thing in sight. But humanity wasn't finished yet. From a distant future, a final gambit was launched—a system designed to choose one last leader. A commander. A savior. When the system finally reached its chosen host, his response was simple: “…The hell is this?” Dragged back into a life he thought he’d left behind, the reluctant commander is forced to become something he’s long despised. And yet, he chooses to take up the mantle—not out of duty, but for reasons of his own. He doesn’t care about being humanity’s last hope. He doesn’t want to be a hero. What he wants… is the truth. To tear through the lies. To uncover who—or what—threw him into this twisted mess. And to put a bullet through the head of anything that stands in his way. Disclaimer: 1. English is not my first language, which may affect the phrasing and grammar throughout the novel (Which bring us to point 2). 2. I wrote this story with the help of AI tools and translation software to assist in the writing process. 3. This is my first attempt at writing a novel, so please keep expectations in check—I’m still learning. 4. This project is a bit of an experiment. If it doesn’t gain much interest or feedback, I may decide to drop it.
Zristka_Fargria · 5.9K Views

Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

Here is Felen. In this world, myriad intelligent races nurture the tree of life, with humans merely on the ascent. Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes, Demi-Humans, Sea Elves, Merfolk—all inhabit their secluded island cities, while the wilderness teems with settlements of Goblins, Hobgoblins, Orcs, Jackalweres, Gnolls, and diverse Monster Tribes. Each intelligent race meticulously tends to their affairs for survival and the perpetuation of their kind. From the Fairy Wilderness to the Shadow Plane, the Ether Plane, and the Starry Realm—countless planes entwine with the Material Plane, blending seamlessly. In their God Kingdoms, the Gods scheme and vie for worship, manipulating all beings as pawns in their cosmic game. Within the depths of the Hell Abyss, devils and demons whisper, lusting after mortal souls. An ancient evil lies dormant, awaiting the world's descent into another cycle of chaos. The echoes of the Giant Empire still resonate across this ancient land. The colossal shadows of Giant Dragons still darken the skies of this realm. Gaven, the Legendary Warrior reborn, assumes the mantle of Fate Reshaper, threading through the fissures of destiny. With his prophetic foresight, he charts a careful and strategic path, shaping a future of his own making and averting impending tragedy. Gaven embarks on an unorthodox journey of magic farming—Gnolls mine for him, Fairies tend his fields, and Giants lead his charges. For indeed, Magic Farming is the true road to supremacy. ... In this Lord's tale of Magic Farming, the narrative may unfold slowly, so please extend a measure of patience and support. Preparation is extensive, with a swift writing pace, ample drafts in reserve, and an unwavering commitment to integrity.
Eternal Night Knight · 492.3K Views

I Am Tired Of Being A Hero

“Have you ever wished that a truck would hit you and you would transmigrate into a world filled with swords and magic? Perhaps you wished that you would be a hero, defeating the villains, protecting the land, and receiving all sorts of admiration and love from the people. I would give you one piece of advice. Perish that thought.” -Ravi West *** Ravi West was a hero of indisputable esteem. As a Sentinel, he traveled the Realms, killing villains and saving entire civilizations. His job was everything to him. Until Luxor. Luxor changed everything. Luxor changed him. Ravi was done. The tiredness etched into his bones. He laid down his mantle and vanished. He chose the most boring planet in his memory for his retirement, except this Earth was not like the one he remembered- Nests, monsters, superheroes, and villains filled the streets but that was not his business. He has a plan, a quiet, uncaring life filled with wine, food, and books. But the New Captain at the Bureau seemed to enjoy shattering all his carefully laid plans. He was the most annoying person Ravi had ever met, blonde hair, the most beautiful blue eyes, and a sunny smile, the righteous Arlen Sinclair constantly got involved in cases much bigger than him, dragging Ravi along into his Shenanigans. **** Grumpy, Cynic Shou who doesn't care if the world burns× Golden Retriever, Righteous Gong who is the first to bring the bucket to save the burning world. #Foundfamily #Sliceoflife, #crime, #mystery, #Superheros, #OverpoweredMc, #Protagonistfallsinlovefirst #MutualPampering #Powercouple #Superpowers #Cooking #Farming #yaoi #Detectives #Villains [This book is participating in the WSA contest] Disclaimer: The book cover to be taken down at owner's request.
Dark_Scholars · 1.2M Views

Life At Supernatural University

Meet Ash, Princess Aishwarya from the Island of Kalai, the eldest daughter, the only daughter in generations, born into a family of moderators. A special kind of human that served as moderators between the natural and the supernatural world. Ash was trained to be queen from a very young age. Well versed in the art of politics, war, negotiations, people, manners, manipulation, swords, archery, guns, magic, supernatural studies and more. However, her life turns upside down when her mother, a healer, the only healer on the island passes away, and a dark calamity begins forming on top of her island, the island needs a new healer. While she takes up the mantle behind her grieving father, her father backstabs her with a marriage proposal that would kick her out of the island and crown his brother the throne. Her brother, who has only ever lived a kind, carefree life honing his magic is now the king, and she is a roadblock her father wants to remove from the path. To save herself and to stop that power imbalance her proposed marriage would cause in the supernatural world, Ash enrolls into the most prestigious university across the Atlantic. Supernatural University. Standing at the university gate, she feels lost. ---------------------------------- Free To Read ---------------------------------- Disclaimer: The image is AI (worked hard on finding an AI model that was ethical to the extent possible in the AI age) If and when I get paid for any of these stories, I will get a professional artist to do the work and take this down. Until then, this is it.
SalaciaInkblotches · 29.6K Views

The Supreme Master System My Disciple Wields Destiny by Their Own Hand

In the vast world known as Boundless Spirit, at the very heart of the land, lies the Jade Heaven Continent, the most spiritually abundant and central hub of cultivation. Yet, amidst this flourishing civilization of cultivators, competition, strife, and warfare run rampant. The Sacred Land of the Immortal Stream, one of the greatest holy grounds, stands at the southernmost end of the Jade Heaven Continent. This place, brimming with dense spiritual energy, serves as a gathering ground for countless formidable experts. Han Ming, an outwardly unremarkable young man, conceals a past shrouded in mystery. In his previous life, he was a scientist who was falsely accused and met an unjust end. However, fate granted him a new beginning in this world of cultivation, bringing along the memories of his past life. He was also born with the Sacred Radiant Body, a physique of divine caliber. By all rights, his family should have cherished and nurtured him. But reality was cruel... He was raised solely as a vessel for the ancestral spirit of his family. Upon uncovering the grim fate that awaited him, Han Ming meticulously devised a plan to escape, faking his own death to sever all ties with his clan and embark on a new life alone. With intelligence, resourcefulness, and unwavering determination, he managed to enter the Sacred Land of the Immortal Stream. Though he started from the lowest rank, his unparalleled talent and profound comprehension allowed him to steadily climb the ranks. Eventually, he earned recognition as a true disciple and was accepted into the Pure Radiance Peak. But tragedy struck... During an expedition in search of the legacy of a Great Emperor, the disciples of Pure Radiance Peak were utterly annihilated. Both the senior disciples and the former peak lord perished, leaving Han Ming who had been in seclusion as the sole survivor. As a result, at just seventeen years old, he was forced to take on the mantle of the Peak Master of Pure Radiance. With his path fraught with enemies and relentless challenges, just as he turned eighteen, a mysterious system that had lain dormant within him finally awakened... [Ultimate Master System has automatically bound to the host.] ……………. In this world, the cultivation system is divided into thirteen major realms: Qi Control, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Formation, Body Integration, Nirvana, Heavenly Cavern, Saint, Saint King, Saint Emperor, Half-Emperor, and Great Emperor. Each major realm is further divided into nine sub-stages. I am the author of this story and plan to publish it on three platforms: Webnovel, ScribbleHub, and Royal Road.
EA7111 · 86.6K Views

Celestial Chronicles: The Battle for Eternity

In the transcendent realm of Elarion, where the very fabric of existence is woven with light, creation unfolds as a divine ballet of cosmic wonder. At the dawn of time, the Supreme Light ignites the Divine Flame—a brilliant torrent of celestial energy that sculpts vast cities of silver and gold, luminous rivers that sing, and soaring spires that pierce endless skies. In this majestic tapestry, balance, beauty, and boundless hope are born. The Rise of the Divine Triumvirate From the radiant embers emerges Seraphael, the first angel, his presence a beacon of unwavering duty and solemn honor. Clad in armor that reflects the ancient wisdom of the cosmos, he listens intently as the Supreme Light bestows upon him the sacred charge of protecting Elarion. His stoic countenance and quiet resolve set the cornerstone of divine order—a mantle of justice that will guide the realm through trials yet unseen. In the playful dance of creation, Azriel makes his entrance. His eyes sparkle with mirth and insight, and his ease with humor contrasts with the weighty destiny shared by his peers. Azriel’s laughter rings through the celestial corridors—a gentle reminder that even in the most serious moments, a spark of levity can illuminate hidden truths. His subtle, wry observations hint at an innate understanding of fate’s capricious nature. Then there is Liora, whose spirit burns with the intensity of compassion. She is not merely a warrior but the beating heart of Elarion, destined to champion the cause of love and sacrifice. Adorned in ever-shifting hues of crimson and gold, Liora feels every triumph and every sorrow of the realm as if they were her own. Her passionate nature assures that the angels’ strength will always be tempered with empathy, binding them together in the face of encroaching darkness. The Seed of Rebellion Yet, amid this harmonious awakening, whispers of discontent echo at the fringes of light. Malakar, once a devoted angel, begins to question the unyielding decrees of the Supreme Light. His initial doubts snowball into a fierce defiance that resonates with others who crave the freedom to choose their own destinies. When Malakar and his followers elect to forsake Elarion’s warm embrace, they are cast into an abyss where divine radiance falters. There, twisted by betrayal and sorrow, they are reborn as demons—a stark counterpoint to the celestial purity they once embodied. The Looming War As the first omens of darkness stir, the celestial host is forced to confront not only an external threat but the inner turbulence of doubt and loss. Guided by a prophecy etched into the very essence of existence, Seraphael, Azriel, and Liora rally the forces of light. Their campaign transcends a mere clash of might—it becomes an epic odyssey to reclaim the sanctity of creation and to reconcile the shattered echoes of what they once knew. Battles rage across the luminous plains of Elarion and beyond, where the armies of angels must grapple with their own frailties and the haunting allure of the fallen. As each confrontation unfolds, the heroes discover that the true conflict lies not just in defeating the demons, but in harmonizing the myriad facets of their being—honor, humor, and heart. The Final Confrontation In the ultimate crescendo, the celestial and the abyssal collide in a battle that sears the heavens and stirs the soul. Against the backdrop of a cosmos in turmoil, the combined spirit of the angels—fortified by their diverse strengths and deep, emotional bonds—rises to reclaim their destiny. Victory is not handed down by fate, but forged through sacrifice, unity, and the resilient affirmation that even in darkness, the light of compassion endures.
DaoistHtYlma · 17.5K Views

Dawn Architect

“Why struggle, you ask? What drives people forward, what is valuable enough for one's will to prevail? Have you ever stopped to reflect on the weight of your decisions, on the exact moment when things began to fall apart? You may never know where you went wrong, or if there was ever a right path. But here you are, the last vestige of humanity, moving not for hope or redemption, but driven by the stubborn will to defy those who destroyed your world. So you will fight, you will fight just to antagonize those beings who ruined everything you loved. Is that spark of defiance enough? Is that spark of defiance a worthy purpose to carry to the end? In a world on the brink of destruction, Lucien, the last survivor of humanity, faces his end surrounded only by the ruins of what was once a thriving civilization. Having lost everything and consumed by despair, a twist of fate takes him back to the past immediately after his death. Armed with the mysterious Gaia system, Lucien refuses to repeat the mistakes of the past and once again assume the mantle of hero. In his new beginning, he decides to operate from the shadows, becoming the unexpected variable that could alter the timeline and save humanity from its tragic fate. With renewed powers and steely determination, Lucien seeks to change the future and search for the answers he couldn't get in his previous life, facing challenges that test not only his strength but also his will to remain hidden in a world that constantly pushes him toward heroism.”
elizz_lv0 · 85.9K Views

An Eldritch Legacy: Sin & Sacrilege

Nine Characters, all bound to the whims of a 'Deranged Entity.' All the clues they have are the vast differences they have with those that bore them. His Madness has seeped into them, crowning them with Glory. They shall come to know the price of Sin & Virtue by Sacrilege & Madness :Krael _My Pride can overturn Creation, drowning it in the madness of an unwilling. And yet I have to offer servitude to one who will always be beneath me, in the twisted guise of learning Humility - If only she knew how I long to grind her bones, she would know to control her tongue Born to Pride, servitude to Humility. :Kaelan_My Hunger can consume the very foundations of existence leaving behind an abyss born from my will. And yet I have to exercise temperance lest I lose meaning. Why do the gods mock me so...to give me all I can ever eat, and yet never to touch any satiate my growing hunger. I have seen the cruelty of the divine Born to Gluttony, raised by Temperance :Zaen_My Envy stalks the might of existence, wishing for its grandeur to be mine. And yet, my envy is never allowed to fester for Kindness plagues me like a curse. Compassion that was never mine, empathy I could care less about, heavens know I would rather drown in my own spit than to share goodwill Born of Envy, chained by Kindness :Xaelan_My Greed clouds the hearts of even gods, from the mortal coils to the vastness of the cosmos chaining the 'Old Ones to sin. I feel the sickening embrace of her love, and yet I can never have it, for whatever is mine, I must give. To know Charity—that bustard—is the punishment I was accorded Born in Greed, defiled by Charity : ...My Wrath burns the Heavens and fuels the pits of hell, bringing the end to all, as I ride my mount to Herald the storm. -Oops, this is not my stage. Sorry, but worry not my progeny will carry the mantle on my behalf. As they unleash the wrath stocked in their blood. But soon they will learn just how deep my Lord intends to go and that only Patience is the key to his games...hahaha...poor children, if only I could march alongside you in misery. Born to Wrath, burial by Patience :Thaen_My Sloth... uhm mm... well, I am too exhausted to think of a monologue. But Yah, blah blah...something Diligence All I know is that I am more hard working than all of them combined... that guy was truly not fair when dishing them out_ Born to Sloth, death by Diligence :Laen_My Lust fuels the passion of Creation, all beings lost in the throes of my splendor, indulging in desires so dark, and yet I am the purest of them all, abstinence is second nature. I weep for desires unfulfilled and yet Chastity that horrendous bi*** mocks me with laughter. Yet it seems only I suffer this cruelty others are free in indulgence only I am a slave to virtue_ Born in the flames of Lust, sustained by Chastity :Haelan_My Hatred runs so deep that the abyss is flooded the rivers of the underworld are mere streams to my Hatred. I hold nothing but hate in my heart and yet he wishes I hold onto compassion. In his twisted form of madness, he has left me with no other choice. I shall let it fester until the day I make him pay_ Born in the depths of Hate, Compassion my Love and my Death :Raelin_My Despair has seeped into the cracks of existence, corrupting the Light' of the 'Creator. All I feel is the despair and sorrow of all those born and chained in the embrace of 'the sisters' misery.'Unlike them, I search for her, elusive like the wind. I despair for the sight of her, and yet she will always elude me, shunning my pleas_ Born in Despair, mourning for Hope ...I feel the twisted love he holds for us all and yet they do not see it, blinded by Sin and Virtue :>Long but necessary:) what is the story about? Simply it's about the interplay of Sin and Virtue with a hint of Madness and Malevolence. Complicatedly, what makes sense may not actually make sense. IG: o.c.e.a.n_quill
Ocean_Quill · 67.3K Views
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