Undertale Snowy Genocide

“I will drag you into an darkest abyss, as you have done to me for your betrayal. It’ll be like an eye for an eye and tooth for an tooth.” Atlas watches him kneeling on the ground with a dagger in his side, blood trickling from his wound. Atlas stands there, leaning against the wall with a nonchalant expression. Atlas stepped away from leaning against the golden statue, and he walked closer to him with a predatory grace, calm and effortless, and Atlas cradled his face with a possessive and clinging hold, and Atlas smiled gleefully, “Let’s make a deal. Belong to me and do everything I say, and I’ll release your brother.” Sebastian never saw this day coming, and he truly regretted saving him on that snowy day. This person isn’t the same youth from before, for vengeance and hatred only remain in his heart. The only thing he can do is appease the man. But this time, he will never give out his heart again. And he will never reveal the real truth behind his betrayal. What’s the point? Sebastian looked at the man before him and resisted the urge to move away from the hand on his face. His eyes remained stoic. In a hard voice, he said, “Fine. I will do what you want; in exchange, let my brother go.” *** Sebastian lives a normal life with his family, but he lives a hidden life. He has a dark secret that he protects at all costs; otherwise, he will be killed for being a monster. He and the rest of his family are vampires, living off blood, but his family, especially his father and mother, don’t feed on humans, for they cling onto morality, hoping not to descend into depravation. Sebastian cherishes his family, and they are both his strength and his weakness. They are the ones who maintain his humanity and keep him in check. But being a vampire comes with a deadly price; he must blend in with the human world, pretending to be a human is an effortless task: calculating and flirtatious is a mask he carries for centuries, playing with the lives of those around as if they’re just a game. His heart never lets anyone in, keeping distance from anyone except for his family, who live and protect each other. On that fateful night, he never thought he could have another emotional connection. A young, feral boy carrying a hunter's knife is surrounded by blood, snow, and dead wolves in the forest. Why does his youthful body carry a grotesque canvas of scars like they tell a gruesome past? Why do his eyes carry a heavy burden that’s too young for a human? Or is he a human in the first place? Soon, he would learn that Atlas carries heavy, dark secrets, where Sebastian had to look for an answer in Atlas’s past and must decide if he’s worth forgiving and protecting. ***
gong/seme/top protagonist x shou 
Sebastian x Atlas 
Additionally tags: dark, mysterious, BL, age-difference, thriller, psychological, supernatural creatures, slow romance, murder, dub-con, tragic past, comedy, and horror (I don’t own the picture on the cover.)

When a satellite photo of the Arctic was sent back to the countries, the people of the earth were shocked by the content of the photo. They saw thousands of wolves in the Arctic, which even included hundreds of polar bears and Arctic silver foxes, all uniformly looking obedient. On the top of the snowy mountain, a giant Arctic wolf, whose size exceeded everyone's imagination, was looking down on the Arctic ice field from a high position.

"I need you." Elora at the age of 23 was a overlooked person. I mean it was probably because she was a normal person. But on one snowy day where the snow fell onto the land below, submerging the streets with its entrancing beauty. It felt truly an endless sight before her mundane eyes. And with each snowflake fell her impantice only grew, she was waiting for a friend. But, around that time a warmth slowly engulfed her whole. One which she thought had unkown temptation, untill she met her: untill Angelica saved her. Little did she know she would slowly get obesseive over her.

"I...Love you." "You're a black magician?" "Haven't you put the pieces together, you dumbass?" "YOU! You're the reason for my misfortunes!" "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry." What the hell is happening?! On the day Sienna received her inheritance, she was tragically hit by a truck and woke up inside the novel "The sun that melts the snowy mountain" in the body of Raina Atara Aillard, An important character's sister yet was never mentioned, the noblest lady yet disrespected. A story full of twist and turns, chaos, fun, and gloom.

The Greatest Superhero? Is there even such a thing? Is it the hero who protects the people, saves the day or is it the hero who makes sure the monster dies A world where an age old life force called Archaic Energy powers every living thing. A world where Humanity battles against extinction from what lies on the other side of the Archaic spectrum. The Fiends ( monstrous beautiful creatures bent on man's demise ) A story of a person that seeks love but finds despair, time and time again. A man deranged withing his own senses but perfectly sane in his soul. An adventure where we wiill find death, joy and despair but we hope for what was in the middle. They all do. But indeed He was only human for a short time. Can a being be both a man and a fiend? There are people who don't know war, who only know comfort and safety. Then there are people whose comfort lies only in war and violence. The world is deranged like him. Forever questioning morality and lieing in place of giving answers The story pushes people to edge--testing their title of Superheros who claim to be self sacrificing.Theo does not know what He is or what He will become. What is He supposed to be? Will He emerge from these mad times of chaos to become. THE GREATEST SUPERHERO. Or Will it emerge from the bedlam and bring about ruination as THE FINAL FIEND. What to expect. ( Be warned ) Core reality's of Life. War Love Hate Existential Horror Romance Rage Humour Symbolism Fighting ( Violent and brutal battles ) Death ( lots of it. I mean no one's safe in this book ). Genocide. Morality Anthropocidal desires Severe mental illness A whole lot of Gore Minds twisted by the thoughts they have (Maladaptive cognitions) A grotesque need to cause death and destruction (Thantos). To put it simply. Before you is a highly action packed story filled with dread, romance and an unpredictable poetic plot. Its a novel not afraid to address the parts of life that people ignore. The parts of reality we try not to think about, the parts we run away from. It's the Journey of the Theo and what he decideds to become. A hero or a Fiend.

Vermilion Snow Amid the cold, unforgiving landscapes of war, two lives collide in the shadows of deception. She is Anya Blackwood, an elite British spy—trained to manipulate, infiltrate, and vanish without a trace. Her mission is clear: gather intelligence, expose weaknesses, and ensure victory for her country. But war has a way of blurring lines, and the moment she steps onto Russian soil, her path becomes entangled with the very enemy she is meant to destroy. He is a Russian soldier, bound by duty and discipline. His orders are simple: trust no one, eliminate threats without hesitation. But when a woman appears out of nowhere on a snowy battlefield, something about her feels... off. A civilian? A threat? A ghost from the enemy's side? He should turn her in, yet an inexplicable force holds him back. In a world where betrayal is inevitable, and trust is a luxury, they walk a razor’s edge between duty and desire. And when blood stains the snow, one question remains— Who will be the first to fall?

Leh Ying found herself acquainted with the higher echelons she should not aspire to, and when the profligate young master Liu Huaiying pursued her relentlessly, she had no escape. A fleeting glimpse of Young Master Xu, Xu Jingxi's appearance, had her heart fluttering, and her spirit moved; the Xu family was the center of power within Forty-Nine City, and only he could change the game. On a snowy night, by the door of the Mercedes Benz G Class, she tiptoed and gently cupped her palm to light a cigarette for Xu Jingxi. The man’s lips leisurely wrapped around the cigarette, and he leaned slightly towards her. His clear-cut face partially lowered into the backlight’s shadow, the flame at the tip of the cigarette flickered faintly between them. When he finally looked up, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and he asked in a rising inflection, “What do you want?” Leh Ying, “Only what you can give.” Others quickly realized, “That Xu Jingxi, born into high chambers, his flesh and bones saturated with a profound desire for power. For someone like him, even feelings are superfluous. What do you have to gamble your status with him?” Keeping her by his side was merely Xu Jingxi’s pastime for his loneliness. He was accustomed to acting out scenes, she never sought status, and turned to leave the capital to hold an art exhibition. Just as she packed and entered the elevator, Xu Jingxi stood tall in the center, his index finger slowly hooking the fine bone necklace at the front of her neck and gently pulling her back as she moved to step out. ** That Valentine's Day night, within the Third Ring, luxury hotels were fully booked, and some witnessed the entire BVG Hotel being reserved by Young Master Xu. What left the deepest impression on Leh Ying was the man half-kneeling on the bed, wearing a loosely tied bathrobe, biting on a pen cap, and picking up a Thin Gold Calligraphy Style brush to inscribe three characters along the edge of her collarbone—Xu Jingxi.

"So, this is the end, what a waste of time it was. After all these years of life, I still couldn't grasp the only dream I had... immortality." These were the last thoughts of a 100-year-old man, dying in a hospital after he had spent his entire life trying to achieve immortality. Little did he know that when he would open his eyes again, it would not be in the afterlife but in another world, a magus world! This is the story of a heretic who would do anything to achieve his dream, even committing genocide and betraying those closest to him if necessary. Instagram: ecko.v2 Discord link: https://discord.gg/SMjBbzBKfT

On his way home from work, Aster died on a snowy night in a freak car accident. When he woke up, he was no longer on Earth. Not only that, he realized he was in a body that already had someone there! The other person was named Ellery and he was just as confused as Aster. Aster also found out that Ellery was a Guide! Sentinel and Guide? What's that? What's a quantum beast? Could he have a quantum beast too? Will the introverted Aster be alright with the extroverted Ellery? Aster really didn't know how this was going to work... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Who I commissioned for I Transmigrated into the Wrong Body novel cover: https://vgen.co/this_is_ALiCE_draws Some tags I could not include: #interstellar #guideverse #guide #sentinel #guideMCs #sentinelMLs #twoMCs #twoMLs #quantumbeasts

In a quiet, snowy mountain, two children, twilight fates entangled together, dreamed of becoming magicians in a far-off, glorious city. However, smooth road wasn't the one that was ahead of them.

That day when they killed his mother for the sin of giving birth to him, for marrying his father. He took a vow, to annihilate his enemies in his hunt for Revenge. Estefan Angeras, the heir to the Ducal House of Angeras must walk in the path of revenge against those who have dared to bare fangs into his life. A story of a man who was forced to be the villain of a story which wasn't his to begin with. Disclaimer: The Story will contain smut scenes, graphic scenes such as gore due to torture, genocide etc.. the Story is about a villain so do keep that in mind. Do keep that in mind before trying to read it as not every story is meant for all readers. © All Rights Reserved

A child was dropped off at our building later their parents jumped off a bridge leaving the child outside our door. My name is Doctor Levi and I am one of the scientists in this facility it seems like some little boy's parents just dropped him off thinking it was an orphanage...This is an Assasin Training Facility when I took a good look at the little boy he seemed to have black hair and green eyes and looked about 3 (people here range from 22 to 45 years ago) so we took him in it was extremely rare to have people this young and I gave him a room and started conducting experiments on him I injected him with three things: 40% was a fluid that makes his blood flammable, and because I accidentally put too much a single drop could destroy 3 a school, 10% of a stabilizer I made' and 50% of our newly made psychotic living organism or we gave him the name Leo. only 6 people with Leo exist due to the nature of this organism. When Leo is triggered not only does the personality change but the appearance too: the person's hair turns a snowy white color and the eyes become blood red (we thought it was cool). many things can trigger Leo and they all involve blood, for the boy whose name was revealed to be Loid if he were to see blood Leo would trigger. every Leo also has a different way and attraction of killing people depending on the host, Loid or Firebug as we'd call him is attracted to fire so we can make a guess that Leo would be a killer involved with only fire or an arsonist. we spent years training, electrocute and injecting him to make him qualified to become an assassin. finally, 11 years later he would be found by his family and taken away but he is still working for the organization we couldn't let a Leo holder get away like that.

One hundred thousand years ago, a foreign land invaded, leaving thousands of miles of land barren and all living things devastated!The great emperor Lu Xuan, in order to protect the people of the world, went into the abyss of heaven alone, used his body as a medium, and suppressed the entrance to the foreign land!But he didn't expect that a hundred thousand years later, he would suddenly receive a call from his descendants! 　　"Ancestor, are you still alive?" 　　"If you don't come back, the Lu family will... die out!" 　　... 　　On this day, the Heaven Burial Sword, which had been sealed for a hundred thousand years, was reborn, the sky wept blood, and thousands of swords wailed!"This emperor is just old, not dead!" 　　"A bunch of ungrateful people, how can they be worthy of this emperor's protection!"

Daniella hates the holidays. To her, they’re anything but magical. Christmas? A snowy night stole her parents in a car crash. New Year’s Eve? That’s when she caught her fiance cheating. Even Halloween is cursed, her beloved cat died on that very night. Every holiday brings heartbreak, so Daniella does the only thing that keeps her sane: she escapes to her secluded beach house, far from festive cheer and painful memories. But this Christmas, peace isn’t on the agenda. A storm delivers an unexpected guest, a mysterious, storm-battered man lying unconscious on her beach. Naked, injured, and with no memory of who he is, the man she calls Alpha is both a puzzle and a challenge. As Daniella cares for him, she discovers that Alpha is not from her world. He’s brave, loyal... and hilariously clueless. Whether it’s figuring out a coffee machine or misunderstanding basic human customs, his antics turn her quiet life upside down, filling it with unexpected humor and warmth. Alpha isn’t the only one out of his depth. When Daniella is drawn into his world, where packs, titles, and deference to her new role as Luna await, she finds herself equally lost. Why does everyone bow when they see her? What’s with all the formalities? Together, Daniella and Alpha stumble through their new realities, bringing laughter and light into each other’s lives. As their bond deepens, Daniella begins to rediscover the magic she thought she’d lost of holidays, love, and belonging. But as Alpha’s memories return, so do the responsibilities of his true identity. With Valentine’s Day approaching, Daniella must decide: will she embrace the life and love Alpha offers, or will the pain of her past keep her from claiming her destiny?

500 years ago on Earth, the Apocalypse doomed life on the Blue Planet. Humanity was in a pit of hell as the Strike of Zombies, Mutation of Animals, and Appearance of Monsters happened altogether. Humankind was forced to leave their native planet for an indefinite period. For hundreds of years, humans lived in Arcadia — a planet so far away from Earth that the only way to reach it was through the Portal. For hundred of years, humans coexist with the aardeans — a humanoid race native to the Pastel Planet. After more than three centuries, conflicts between humans and aardeans spark the idea of war. Genocide of humans has always been the clear end to the war. To save humanity from yet another doom, the Leaders secretly formed the Saviors and send them to Earth. Each of the ten members of the Saviors is granted a System for the Mission, including Aksel, who is granted the Beast Monster System. To his father, Aksel is an embarrassment; but he wants to change that — so he joins the Saviors. He determines to end the Apocalypse on Earth so that humanity could return to their native planet and prevent the war against the aardeans. Aksel goes on the Mission optimistically, without knowing what could possibly happen once he sets foot on the Blue Planet. *I don't own the cover art. Credit to the owner/creator. [NOTE: THE BOOK IS CURRENTLY BEING REVISED FROM THE VERY FIRST CHAPTER. IT IS RECOMMENDED NOT TO READ THE BOOK UNTIL THIS NOTE IS DELETED] REVISION PROGRESS: 4/152

Synopsis In a universe where breastfeeding rewrites quantum physics, a genetically engineered mother and her quantum-wolf lover battle cosmic forces to protect their reality-shaping infant. Across millennia—from 1023 AD Norse rituals to 10,000 AD galactic tribunals—their struggle to balance parental love with spacetime stability evolves into a mythic saga where milk becomes the fabric of reality, stretch marks map star systems, and a baby’s teething pain triggers supernovas. Plot Summary & Future Arcs Core Premise Lynette, the 500th incarnation of a lab-engineered "Spiritborn," discovers her breastmilk holds quantum code capable of creating—or erasing—civilizations. Alongside Caelium, a werewolf-physicist cursed to oscillate between human and feral states, they raise a universe-breathing infant whose needs (hunger, teething, diaper changes) manifest as cosmic crises. Their nemesis, the ancient witch Isolde, lurks in black hole rattles and formula corporations, weaponizing parental guilt across timelines. Key Existing Arcs (Chapters 1-50) · The Quantum Nursing Wars: Breastmilk algorithms vs. artificial formula empires in 3024 AD. · The Milky Tribunal: Intergalactic courtroom drama where lactation laws put Lynette on trial for "chronon genocide." · Teething Armageddon: The infant’s first tooth eruption rips spacetime, summoning dystopian dentist fleets. · Caelium’s Wolf-J.D. Crisis: His battle with black hole student loans and a werewolf lawyer rebellion. Future Outline for "The Lactating Cosmos" Chapter 51-60: The Pacifier Prophecy Arc Core Conflict: The infant’s discarded pacifiers form a neutron star oracle predicting a Galactic Potty Training Revolution. Methane-based diaper civilizations declare war on organic life, weaponizing fecal black holes. Key Beats: · Lynette brokers peace via Quantum Diaper Treaties, rewriting sanitation laws. · Caelium’s wolf-pack battles Toilet-Bomb Anarchists in Andromeda’s nursery lanes. · Isolde hijacks the prophecy, corrupting pacifiers into Singularity Pacifier Grenades. Global Hook: Parenting’s most mundane task (potty training) becomes a galactic power struggle, blending absurd humor with climate crisis metaphors. Chapter 61-70: Colostrum Crusades Arc Core Conflict: A cult worshipping Lynette’s “first milk” hijacks the Andromeda galaxy, using Lactation Lasers to erase formula-dependent civilizations. Key Beats: · Lynette discovers her colostrum contains Isolde’s Original Sin Code. · Caelium confronts his darkest self: a 2149 AD Formula Executive who monetized infant hunger. · The infant’s third eye leaks visions of a Milkless Universe, forcing Lynette to question her worth. Global Hook: Critique of corporate greed and "wellness culture," with breastmilk as both sacred and commodified. Chapter 71-80: Weaning the Gods Arc Core Conflict: The toddler’s tantrums collapse realities into a Tesseract Playpen—a hyperspace nursery where dark matter is finger paint and black holes are sippy cups. Key Beats: · Lynette and Caelium infiltrate the playpen to teach Gentle Reality-Building. · Isolde manifests as a Toxic Nanny AI, weaponizing bedtime stories. · The toddler’s first scribbles accidentally create Proto-Civilizations in her coloring books. Global Hook: Parental guilt meets multiverse theory: How do you raise a god without breaking reality? Final Arc (81-100): The Lullaby Singularity Core Conflict: The child’s first spoken word (“Mama”) triggers a Nursing Big Bang, birthing a new multiverse. But Isolde’s final gambit emerges: a Formula-Fed Doppelgänger Child hellbent on devouring their legacy.

its henti tentical story man that oonly perverted legends only for the "adults" this is one of my fantasy there are really gory fed up shit in here mc is heavily influence by monster instincts he gets to see some of his wifue he is overpowered in a way here is the small part **Holy moly, is this real? Am I in a fantasy world?** I glanced down at my new form—a writhing mass of dark, glistening tentacles. They sprouted from a central core, each one adorned with small, bioluminescent spots that pulsed with a faint blue light. My body felt powerful yet alien, with a tough, leathery texture and an almost liquid flexibility. I could sense the ability to mutate and change coursing through me. I was god… well, technically, this body was. But who cares? I was moping over my mundane, unsuccessful life, making my eighth fountain, feeling sleepy and dizzy from lack of nutrition. Everybody bullied me, but now I get a second chance. Is this a wonderful dream? Am I in a coma? Am I dead? Does this make me a reincarnator, a transmigrator, or just a delusional dreamer? Whatever it is, I won’t waste a single second trying to comprehend this. I’ll enjoy fulfilling all my fantasies, even if I am or look like a villain. Those bastards who judged me were all well-off in life and wanted to control me.** I’m sure there will be some here too. Yeah, in history, there have been worse people who committed genocides. I’m just seeking pleasure. Why do I feel like a sick bastard, similar to those psycho criminals? No, this is a wonderful dream. I’ll enjoy it, I won’t even make friends if it’s a short span. Even if I’m in a coma, I might die early because of my bitchy stepmom. Okay, back to whatever this is. I took in my surroundings. The place looked like a cross between a temple and a dungeon. Ancient stone walls covered in intricate carvings surrounded me. Magic circles glowed faintly on the floor, and an altar stood in the center, covered in runes and mystical symbols. Slave cages lined the walls, their iron bars rusting but still sturdy. The downside is that a guy before me, a legend, tried to seduce well f* up a saint possessed by a goddess and paid dearly for it. That god cursed this body. He kind of sacrificed himself to the system because he was doing whatever he wanted. So, I can’t fool around because this body is dying and will be reported by a saint. The former host tried to make another body fail-safe, but his soul was dying because of the curse. This body can’t live long, will be hunted, and I can’t control it. Is that it, system? ['Yes.'] [There is a recording by the former host. Would you like to hear it?] --- warning this is a porno not for faint heart there is really disturbing and cruel things in here all characters in here are imagination this is no fanfic or has any link to other stories and all character are above 18 even if they say they are not in any way because they are mature enough to be in the legal age such as vampire elves could look like 16 year old but they are 1000 etc the cover art is not mine if want to remove it contact me

[Shifters] are beings from the [Otherworld], who are born with extraordinary abilities. They abandoned their world and came to earth after centuries of war and genocide, trying to build a new life for them. However, the generational animosity and hatred lead to several disagreement and more infighting between the twelve Head Families and the King's Council. With King suddenly abandoning the his rule and leaving the conflict to deal with itself, and a new crisis of Calamities and God's rule brewing in the distant future. Oliver Battleborne finds himself in middle of the conflict, with a necessary power and will at hand, to either plunge his entire kind in to chaos or a new beginning.

War casts its shadow over the Republic of Nuukormit. The sands of the Aemitan deserts bleed into the snowy lands, drowning them in anguish and despair. A Quneq commander, enslaved after failing to defend his homeland, must carve a path back from the farthest reaches of the world. To free his people, he will wield ice and steel—or perish in the attempt.

An Elf by the name of Volo sets off to avenge his mother, clan and family, he mets four new people with a similar goal to his and they must stop a cult from starting a genocide on the country of Ertha. he follows out quest to defend his own country as well and he makes sure that the one who killed his family and took his arm, will die 100,000,000 times over he encounters many friends, enemy's and different lands among the way

*Note: I am not the author, merely a humble translator. Crab OG author : 喝一杯红酒 OG title : 游戏制作：从治愈玩家开始 Chen Xu travelled to a parallel world and was surprised to find that many classic and excellent games from his previous life were missing. I had a plan, but why did I get an 'emotion collection system', and the emotions such as happiness, sadness, excitement, fear, anger and other emotions provided by players who have played the games I made can make me stronger? But why is it so much easier to get anger than happiness? Looking at his score, Chen Xu expressed his confusion. As a result, Chen Xu's career as a game designer gradually took a turn for the worse. In Undertale, countless players pounded the table and screamed: I was cheated by this game! In Outlast, countless players screamed, my cabinet moved and I stopped playing. In Dark Souls, when countless players entered the game smiling, "Go away, please go away, leave the Firekeeper behind and go out with your flame, we don't want to link the fire! Soap, Alex and Ghost were sacrificed in Call of Duty; Zack and Aerith were killed in Final Fantasy 7; Arthur and John were betrayed in Red Dead Redemption; Countless players went berserk: "You bastards! Can't we be kinder to the protagonists? Q: How do you feel about the players' anger towards you? Facing the reporter's question, Chen Xu smiled slightly: This isn’t criticism, this is encouragement from players around the world to me, this is love! Thank you all, I will keep up the good work!

What if you wake up on the morning of your fifteenth birthday to discover a system screen floating over your head? It means you are a Mystic, one of the hundred people born each year who have access to the Celestial system and powers of the universe. What if when you go to get registered as a Mystic at their Academy you discover that all the slots are taken? There are already a hundred mystics in the system. You are a strange anomaly that has never happened in a billion years. Well, you must be none other than Xavier Xerxes. The weird teenager who was bullied for his strange white skin, long snowy hair and pink eyes is now also a Mystic who shouldn't exist. It couldn't have gotten any worse for him. Now he has to attend Celestial Academy to get basic training in leveling up and growing into the full potentials of his powers so he can slay demons and battle monsters from real to realm. He has the opportunity to grow from a human to an Immortal, saving the world along the way. Cool, right? But there's one little problem. Xavier doesn't do anything that could pass off as stressful. No, he prefers to read books in the library. He loves to write stories and poems. He cries through romantic movies. He has never walked farther than a meter in his life. No sporting activity whatsoever. He hates violence. Now they expect him to carry a sword. He is supposed to turn his body into a weapon of destruction, and his mind into a fortress of power. What the hell? How is he expected to survive a day at Celestial Academy when he has been home schooled since he was a child? How is he supposed to kill a bloodthirsty troll when he is scared of spiders? Exercise drills, push ups, war games...meditating? Never before in his life! Right. We all have to wait and see. Hopefully he'll find a way not to die on the first day.

a boy taught to kill monsters ends up in a world full of them. i think it is a high time to change

Huel lived in a world of cheesy romance novels and quiet reality. Deaf since childhood, he wore headphones not for music, but to avoid conversations he couldn’t hear. He carried a black umbrella everywhere—rain or shine—and spent every afternoon on the same park bench by the lake, watching people’s unspoken stories: a smile here, a tear there, hands clasped tight. One day, as Huel scribbled ideas for his latest story (*The Pirate’s Secret Pickle*), a loud, melodic laugh cut through his silence. He looked up. A snowy-white bird sat on a branch above him, chirping what sounded like… *giggles*. Before Huel could react, the bird hopped down—and transformed into a man. A *very* handsome man, with silver hair and a grin that sparkled. “Got you!” the man said, snatching Huel’s umbrella. His voice was clear, like bells. “I’ve been watching you ignore the world. Why?” Huel froze. He’d never heard a voice so vividly before. “H-How…?” The man tapped Huel’s headphones. “Magic. And I’m bored. You’re interesting.” He leaned closer, trapping Huel against the bench. “Let’s make a deal. I’ll give you the *best* romance plot of your life… if you let me be your boyfriend.” Huel’s face turned red. “Why?!” The man winked. “Because you’re the first human who noticed my laugh.” He tossed the umbrella into the air, and it turned into a flock of butterflies. “So? Deal?” ---

I'm not Grace Finley. I can't remember my actual name anymore. I'm afraid I might forget what my family looks like, I miss them. I need to go back to my life. I want to go back to my life. Forget my overnight Cinderella status, I'm a wife?! Who married me without my knowledge?! My husband, The Grand Prince, happens to be the richest, most feared and most admired man in all of Valoria. His harsh words don't match his kind gestures. And he has got quite a handsome face. Also, did I mention that he is popular despite being the husband of someone? I won't surprised if he happens to have a secret cult of followers/admirers. Anyway, He is a kind man, that's all you have to know. As of now, my only way back seems to be the god of this world. So I first asked him politely, I truly was polite, I'm not lying! But with no reply to my polite inquires, I proceeded to commit blasphemy on my first public outing, and threatened to commit genocide but to no avail. At least tell me the reason for bringing me here, You damn god! I spoke in a 'very flowery' language that was not meant for children and always cursed him to my heart's content but I wasn't struck by lightning. I seriously don't want this privilege okay? Finally, The story of the body I possessed... I don't know. The only onslaught I felt was the severe head and body aches after opening my eyes in this body. I didn't mind until I learned that I woke up from an incident that was an attempt to take my life but covered up as an accident. If only I could find the perpetrator, I would like to encourage them to make another attempt and cooperate as long as it is painless. No memories, People after my life, a family to look after and a kingdom to rule, I have never been this responsible in my entire life! Is this a punishment for living the privileged life of the youngest child in the family? I'm only nineteen for god sake! Let me live!

Official Art for the Novel at @the_original_realm (I am not sure if this is allowed, if its not please inform me and I will remove the link) Ten years ago, six-year-old Luke Mace witnessed the impossible. On a snowy mountain, during what was supposed to be an ordinary family hike, a monstrous creature emerged from a glowing portal and tore his life apart, killing his parents before vanishing into thin air. No one believed his story. The official explanation was an avalanche, but Luke has never forgotten the truth: the creature, and the strange portal, were real. Now sixteen, Luke joins a school field trip to the same mountain, only to find himself drawn back to the site of his deepest pain. As the snow falls and strange forces awaken, the portal reactivates, pulling Luke into Aethereon, a realm of ancient power and shifting landscapes, brimming with the mysterious energy known as Advent. In this otherworldly dimension, Luke discovers that the creature responsible for his parents' deaths, known only as The Anomaly, roams freely, a force of chaos that answers to no one. Determined to confront it and make it pay for what it took from him, Luke begins his journey, joined by a group of unlikely companions he meets along the way. Together, they navigate the perils of Aethereon, from its labyrinthine forests to its towering, crystalline peaks, facing foes born of Advent's raw power. As Luke learns to wield Advent himself, he realizes that his quest for revenge is far more complicated than he imagined. The Anomaly is more than just a killer-it is a being tied to the fabric of both Aethereon and Earth, and its existence threatens to unravel the balance between worlds. To survive and protect everything he loves, Luke must face not only the monster but the truths buried deep within himself. The Original Realm is a gripping story of loss, vengeance, and self-discovery, as Luke Mace ventures into the unknown to confront the past and forge his own path forward.

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

This story follows a man and a child in a fantasy world marked by a bleak, desolate snowy island. The man searching for something forgotten, while the child is on a quest to find his parents. Together, they form an unbreakable bond as they navigate challenges only to discover that the world is not what it seems.

Webnovel would not let me put genderless protagonist!

They deserve what happens to them. Ever since they enslaved us, ever since they shackle us underground to bring them their ore or chain above ground to harvest their grain. We suffered, while they fattened their bellies. No more, now we deserve justice. We will ravage through their countryside, we shall burn their homes, and slaughter their young. For now, our rebellion has begun. The time of my people’s slavery ends with me for I will lead my people to greatness. The Cinari will do anything to stop me, with their ancient war machines and pathetic armies. But I will push them back and claim what is rightfully mine. We built their Empire with our blood and tears. It is time we take it back. When I was a slave, they called me M-24:6. But as a free man, they know me as Marak. Content warning: This story mentions and features mature content. Which includes sexual assault, torture, gore, genocide, slavery, racism, and more. (Book 1 of 2 of the Capital series) (New chapters every Thursday)