Insidious The Last Key

**Warning: This isn’t your typical cultivation story. If you're looking for a formulaic journey of power, turn back. This is for those who want their cultivation with teeth, grief, and gods that scream.** The Red Moon looms, its light bleeding across the ruins of a dead world. No voices remain, no echoes of the past, only the wind whispering through hollowed stone. Yet one figure still moves, tracing unseen steps beneath the crimson glow. The boy does not know how long he has wandered, nor why he alone remains. He remembers hunger, the weight of a knife at his hip, and the distant pull of something just beyond memory, a path he must walk, a dance he must complete. But the steps evade him, like a melody half-forgotten. There are things lurking in the dark, creatures that should not exist, bound to the moon's eerie cycle. Somewhere, beneath the veil of time, the truth is buried. Somewhere, within the forgotten rhythm of his own steps, the answer awaits. And when the dance begins again, it will either set him free or consume him entirely.

For years, Alaric Eden lived in exile, a forgotten warrior buried beneath the snow and silence of the North. But the past never truly let go. When the time came, and Aldred Everest—the last heir of House Everest—rose to reclaim his birthright, there was only one man who could stand at his side. Reluctant at first, Alaric could not ignore the call of duty. Bound by loyalty to the Everest name, he emerged from his solitude, once more donning his armor, not for glory, but for justice. He became Aldred’s mentor, protector, and warlord, shaping the young heir into a leader worthy of the North. Their journey was not an easy one. The kingdom had long forgotten House Everest, and their enemies—House Walles and the treacherous King Alden—still ruled with an iron grip. Aldred had to earn the loyalty of the fractured northern houses, unite old allies, and awaken the Valtoria Legion, the last remnants of his father’s legacy. Through battlefields drenched in snow and blood, through whispered plots and perilous alliances, Alaric and Aldred carved a path toward vengeance. From the frozen ruins of Valtoria to the golden gates of King’s Haven, they fought, endured, and finally stood before the man who had stolen everything from them. And when the time for reckoning came, it was Alaric Eden—the Legend of Everest—who struck the first blow, ensuring that the North would never be betrayed again.

In the remote, fog-shrouded town of Millhaven, superstition holds sway, and silence is salvation. Embarrassed radio DJ Jack Mercer is back in his hometown in one final attempt at salvaging his career, going live on a Halloween broadcast to reveal the town's darkest tale: the Revenant, a ghost said to take one soul every decade. But Millhaven's inhabitants—tightly lipped and haunted by centuries of guilt—won't talk about the curse, forcing Jack to rummage through decaying archives and deserted buildings for clues. When he discovers a decades-old diary of Evelyn Carter, a woman who disappeared while searching for the Revenant, Jack learns a chilling truth: the villagers' forebears summoned the creature, sacrificing lives for temporary peace. Jack knows the Revenant is no legend as his broadcast plans come apart—equipment breaking down, figures haunting the abandoned town hall. It's alive. And it's hungry. Halloween night, Jack's live broadcast, and the town's suppressed transgressions boil over. The listeners are overwhelmed by shrieked voices through static images of their worst regrets. Cornered in the hall with the Revenant's claws around his throat, Jack is presented with a terrible decision: die to shatter the cycle or escape, dooming Millhaven to perpetual suffering. But the Revenant has an endless hunger, and Jack's broadcast—a twisted, repeating scream—could have released the curse into the world. A terrifying investigation of guilt, complicity, and the price of truth, The Last Broadcast poses the question: What if the things we bury never die? And what if the horror we dread most is the horror we've already become?

The air in the secluded passage crackled with a tension that was both palpable and suffocating. Arin, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, watched as Roan stalked towards her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and a chillingly possessiveness. It had been months since he had cast her aside, months since his words had shattered her world, yet the memory of his rejection remained as sharp as shattered glass. He had found her alone, a rare moment of solitude in the bustling citadel, and he had seized the opportunity to confront her. Jealousy, a venomous and unfamiliar serpent, coiled within him, fueled by the sight of her arrival alongside Alpha Zayan. Though he would never admit it, the unexpected image of her with anyone, talk more an Alpha gnawed at his pride, a stark reminder of his judgment. "So," he began, his voice a low, menacing growl, "the whore returns." Arin's chin lifted, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. She refused to cower before him, to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her break. "I came with Alpha Zayan," she corrected, her voice steady, "at his invitation." Roan scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "An invitation," he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How convenient. I suppose you've been… entertaining him in exchange for his protection?" He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long, intimidating shadow over her. "You always were good at selling yourself, weren’t you? First me, then whoever else was willing to take you." He watched her, his eyes filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he expected her to crumble beneath his insults. He wanted to see her break, to see her reduced to the trembling, humiliated woman he had left behind. But Arin had changed. The pain of his rejection had forged a resilience within her, a strength she never knew she possessed. She had learned to value her own worth, to define herself outside of his judgment. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her lips, a smile that held no warmth, only a chillingly detached amusement. "I would rather be a whore in a cheap bar," she said, her voice laced with a quiet contempt, "than be your whore, King Roan." His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through his mask of arrogance. He had expected tears, pleas, perhaps even a desperate attempt to defend her honor. He had not expected defiance.

อาจเป็นเพราะความเผลอไผลหรือความเบื่อหน่ายชั่วขณะ อัลเลย์ อาโดนิส ถึงได้ลองเข้าร้านดูดวงที่เจอระหว่างทาง หลังจากครั้งนั้นตนก็ต้องเจอกันฝันร้ายแบบเดิมซ้ำๆ ในทุกคืน พบเจอสิ่งแปลกๆ และสังเกตเห็นบางอย่างที่ไม่เคยนึกถึง จนสุดท้ายก็ได้หลับไปในวันเกิดของตัวเองตลอดกาล หากแต่ถ้านั้นไม่ใช่ฝันร้ายแต่เป็นโลกความเป็นจริงล่ะ? ผู้ชายแปลกหน้าที่ทำนายดวงให้ตนคนนั้นคือใคร? อัลเลย์ได้ตื่นขึ้นมาในฝันร้ายอีกครั้งแต่ครั้งนี้เขาจะไม่ได้ฝันถึงโลกเก่าอีกต่อไป หากในโลกแห่งทวยเทพและผู้วิเศษ สิ่งมีชีวิตจากเหวลึก และตัวตนที่เรียกว่าเสียงของพระเจ้า ต่างมีความปรารถนาที่จะมาบรรจบกันในปลายทางแห่งโชคชะตา หากชีวิตที่ผ่านมาของตนนั้นเป็นแค่เรื่องแต่งที่ถูกควบคุมอยู่ จงทำลายกฎเกณฑ์และกลายเป็นจ้าวแห่งฝันร้ายซะ [กุญแจแห่งลางมรณะ] ผู้นำพาฝันร้าย ความตาย และสงคราม ------------------------------------- swamp cat เรื่องนี้แต่งยาวๆ เป็นนิยายเรื่องแรกที่แต่งแบบจริงจัง จะอัพได้ประมาณสัปดาห์ละ2-3ตอน  ภาพหน้าปกเป็นภาพชั่วคราวที่วาดขึ้นเอง ห้ามนำไปใช้อย่างอื่น

"How the hell did I even get here?!?" The last thing I remember was the banquet... and now here I am, in the abyss. ...System. So that thing orchestrated this whole mess? Why? What have I done to deserve this? What is this system? Doesn't matter. If it shows even the slightest sign of endangering my family... I'll crush it. Hah. Big talk, small mouth. First, I need to get out of here. I need to grow stronger. Unfortunately or perhaps, fortunately Lucian's journey wouldn't end in the abyss. Fate had other plans much bigger ones. This was just the beginning. Beyond this darkness lay The Last Horizon... and he was determined to reach it. __________ Character illustrations will be available on Discord. Discord - https://discord.gg/rSS9a5aG6K

Power defines fate. Without it, you are nothing. Kaelen has spent his life in the slums, where the powerless struggle to survive under the rule of those blessed with supernatural abilities. But when an unexpected selection drags him into an elite school meant for the strongest, he quickly realizes that everything he thought he knew was a lie. The school is not what it seems. The world outside the slum is not even what they thought it is. The students are not what they appear to be, Everything is different from what the people in the slum Knows. Kaelen himself… is something no one can explain. As whispers of disappearances spread and secrets buried in blood begin to surface, Kaelen finds himself trapped in a game where strength isn’t just power—it’s survival. But something stirs deep within him, something the world was never meant to see. Because Kaelen is not like the others. And soon… everyone will know.

Zeice Robert, a 20-year-old writer from Spilantula, feels disillusioned and exhausted by the world of writing. Despite being known for his talent, he faces the harsh reality that his original ideas are often stolen by senior writers. Whenever he uploads his work, it is not uncommon for those more experienced to use his ideas to create stories in the same genre, while he is branded a plagiarist. Zeice vows to fight and expose the word mafia, the term he uses for those who steal literary works. Together with Fleurine Vexia, his girlfriend, and other writers, they share a single goal, to overthrow those who have robbed creators of their rights. However, their struggle is far from easy. The plagiarists, feeling threatened, conspire to eliminate Zeice and his allies. With the help of the actual mafia, they begin to move and attempt to remove anyone standing in their way. Meanwhile, Zeice’s true identity gradually comes to light. He is not just an ordinary writer but the son of a powerful mafia boss in his city. Now, he must face two colliding worlds, the battle against the word mafia and the dark secrets hidden within his bloodline.

After the death of her grandmother, a mute artist returns home only to discover she’s been sold out by her uncle and aunt. With her world crumbling, she struggles to rebuild her life, tangled in the web of her enigmatic buyer. She convinces herself that, despite his behavior suggesting otherwise, he is better than her family. But everything changes when she uncovers his true nature and demands her freedom—only to be met with an unexpected ultimatum. --- "You must be wondering why I brought you under my roof and paid so much for you, knowing how much I despise wasting resources, right?” These are the same questions I’ve been asking myself, but why is he suddenly posing them to me now? Am I about to be set free? Or am I about to face a new prison, one with stricter walls? Come on, Carmela. You're a writer—don’t let your imagination run wild. In books, the female lead is usually hit with endless rules and restrictions when faced with these kinds of questions. Is that my fate, too? "First and foremost," he began, his voice smooth but laced with an edge, "I’ll admit I brought you here for selfish reasons. But I don’t want my motives to be an obstacle in your life." He stepped closer, his gray eyes locking onto mine like magnets pulling me into a dark abyss. "I’ll give you one hour. Run as far as you can, and I won’t chase after you." His words froze me in place, but my body betrayed me, refusing to step back as he approached. His hand slid around my waist, lifting my face to meet his smoldering gaze. "Stay," he murmured, his voice a melody that sent shivers through me, "and you will be mine. Forever. I don’t let go of what’s mine." As suddenly as he drew me in, he released me, leaving the room without a second glance. Yet the rush of emotions he stirred refused to settle. --- "I no longer wish to be your slave," I declared, my voice firm. "I’ll repay every cent my adoptive family owes you." Nix tilted his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You sure?" "Six months," I replied. "With interest. If I fail, I’d rather jump off a cliff than live as your property." His laughter, deep and intoxicating, echoed around us. "No, beloved," he purred, his tone both dangerous and alluring. "I won’t let you die so easily." He set a small box before me, his eyes dark and unreadable. "Accept my proposal. Be my wife for one year, and I’ll erase the debt. I’ll even give you a billion to rebuild your life." His offer hung in the air, heavy with promise and peril. Before I could respond, he vanished into the crowd, leaving me alone with the weight of his words. --- "Ahem... that man you were with—what’s your relationship with him?"* Damian’s voice broke the silence. I met his gaze, raising a brow. "Why do you care?" "Don’t get me wrong," he replied, his tone stern. "But he’s dangerous. You shouldn’t be involved with him."* "Really?" I leaned back, crossing one leg over the other, feigning indifference. "Yes, Carmela. Cut off all ties with him," Damian warned, his voice cold and unyielding. But will she walk away... sign the contract... or take the ultimate plunge? **Coming Soon.**

Find the lost key to open the dream box

Welcome to The Last Step – A Tale of Fate, Power, and the Unforgiven. In a world where magic defines one's worth, three souls walk a path toward an uncertain destiny—each bearing a power that can shape the fate of nations. Lucas, the God’s Chosen Sorcerer, wields divine magic that bends reality itself, blessed by forces beyond mortal comprehension. A shining beacon of hope—or a harbinger of destruction—his path is riddled with expectations he never asked for. Celia, the Queen of Curses, commands a power feared by even the strongest mages. She carries the weight of a past filled with whispers and condemnation, but where others see a curse, she sees the strength to carve her own future. Kaiser, the Unwanted Void, stands apart. Neither blessed nor cursed, he is the anomaly that should not exist. In a world that measures worth by magic, he is a shadow in the light—yet, the abyss within him holds something far greater than mere sorcery. Together, they are bound by fate yet divided by their own battles. As war brews and forgotten gods stir, the lines between hero and villain blur. In the end, their choices will decide more than just their own lives—they will determine the very foundation of their world. This is their journey. This is their Last Step.

The Last Offering By Zanbaq Alma "There is no greater sacrifice than the one made in love. But love alone cannot stop the abyss from hungering." For centuries, the city of Ashkar has upheld a chilling tradition the centennial offering. Every hundred years, one life is chosen to descend into the abyss, a sacrifice meant to appease the ancient darkness lurking below. When seventeen-year-old Seraphine’s beloved younger brother is selected, she refuses to accept his fate. Driven by love and defiance, she takes his place, willingly stepping into the unknown. But the abyss is not what the council claimed it to be. Beneath the city lies a cursed labyrinth where past offerings linger some as whispers in the dark, others as monstrous creatures barely clinging to humanity. At the heart of it all is the Ancient One, a being that was once human, now corrupted by centuries of sacrifice and greed. As Seraphine navigates the abyss’s horrors, she uncovers long-buried secrets: the truth behind the ritual, the city’s bloodstained past, and a prophecy that ties her fate to the darkness itself. With the help of Aric, a scarred survivor of the last offering, and Kael, a rogue cultist seeking redemption, she must challenge the cycle of sacrifice before she, too, is consumed. But the abyss changes those who enter it. And as the darkness seeps into her soul, Seraphine must decide will she destroy the abyss, or become its last and greatest offering? A dark fantasy tale of sacrifice, corruption, and the fine line between monster and savior.

For centuries, the strongest warriors have been forged in Solrath—the realm of dragons. At fifteen, every candidate is thrown into this brutal world, where only those who train under dragons and survive five years can return. But survival isn’t enough. The ones who emerge become contenders for the throne, ruled by the all-powerful Council. Noah Astris was never meant to stand among them. Weak, anxious, and barely scraping by, he had no illusions of greatness. But fate is cruel, and in the face of betrayal, he is forced to make an impossible choice—one that binds him to an ancient power long thought to be obsolete. Now, the path before him is filled with deadly rivals, hidden agendas, and an impending war that threatens to shatter everything. The world demands strength. The Council demands obedience. The dragons demand vengeance. But Noah? He demands answers. And for that—he must ascend. The Final Ascension begins.

Two worlds, one destiny—Earth and Kapteyn's Star, forever entwined! A century ago, Kapteyn’s Star was thrust into turmoil by a catastrophic technological imbalance. Though it survived the crisis, the scars remain. Now, Earth stands at the edge of the same abyss—an impending collapse orchestrated by the enigmatic AGI-ST Program. Yet, in the abyss of despair, an ancient force awakens—the Spirit Key has resurfaced! Sealed for millennia, the lost wisdom of Meta-Origin is ready to be unleashed. A clash of minds, a war of fate, a struggle between salvation and annihilation… This is more than an epic saga—it is the ultimate journey into divinity, consciousness, and the future of existence!

"When Death's mortal coil was broken, his three embodiments - the Reaper, the Ferryman, and Bloody Mary - collapsed, plunging the underworld into chaos. The veil between worlds was torn asunder, unleashing unholy terrors upon the earth. England, situated at the epicenter of the cataclysm, bore the brunt of the horrors. In response, the government initiated a clandestine program to train a select group of civilians, known as the awakened to wield ancient powers and combat the forces of darkness. Among these recruits, one individual stood apart - not for his exceptional abilities, but for his astonishing lack thereof. Ray Aldren, a young man with no discernible talents or powers, somehow managed to fail every test, every trial, and every expectation. And yet, despite his apparent ineptitude, Ray was chosen , chosen for the exploration of star realms

تدور القصة عن عالم مدمر و متهالك حيث ان البشر على حافة الانقراض و بين هذه الكوارث يستيقض بطلنا في هذا العالم الغامض

Growing up in 21st-century England, Richard’s life was ordinary but peaceful. He never imagined that a series of tragedies would drive him to end his life. However, fate had other plans... he was reborn in a magical world, where he became one of the Mages, an elite group of individuals blessed with supernatural powers. Thrust into a realm filled with monstrous beasts and dangerous mages, Richard must fight to survive in a deadly battle for his life. Join him on his journey from a helpless infant to the mighty Thunder God.

Quando uma bomba cai acidentalmente na cidade de Mosdow, os sobreviventes fogem, restando apenas os animais. No entanto, alguns jovens foram deixados ali sem saberem para onde ir ou o que aconteceu. Mas quando descobrem que uma bomba havia caído na cidade, eles resolvem reformá-la e fazer dela um "refúgio".

Im Minsu, a young woman who returns to her quiet village after failing her graduation exams. With the weight of disappointment heavy on her shoulders, she seeks solace in the familiar surroundings of her childhood home, a hanok nestled in the heart of nature. However, what should have been a peaceful retreat quickly spirals into a series of mysterious events that shatter the calm. Minsu soon uncovers that her aunt, who disappeared without a word when Minsu was still in high school, had been involved in a dangerous pact with dark forces. Her aunt's sudden departure wasn't a simple escape—it was an attempt to shield Minsu from a curse that now seems to have followed her home. In the village, Minsu crosses paths with Kim Hyowon, the enigmatic owner of a local tea shop. His cryptic warnings and strange behavior draw her deeper into the web of dark magic that her aunt had been entangled in. As she delves into the mystery of her aunt's disappearance and the shadowy forces at play, Minsu learns that the curse is not only tied to her family but to her very existence. As she navigates the haunting truths of the past, Minsu must confront powerful spirits and unravel her aunt’s secrets in order to stop the curse from consuming her too. Alongside Hyowon, who harbors his own hidden past, Minsu embarks on a journey to uncover the truth, facing trials that test her courage and strength. But the deeper she delves into the mystery, the more she realizes that the battle is not just about survival—it’s about reclaiming her future and her identity, even if it means confronting the ghosts of her past and the sins that have haunted her family for years.

(I apologize for the bad grammar on the sypnosis since this was written 4 years ago and I was still inexperienced.) Ishaq is a builder an architect. But when his village was attacked, his skills for building couldn't be use. Eventually he found a caravansary, it had high walls but broken. So he made use of his skills to repair it.

In a world on the brink of eternal twilight, the sun is dying. The kingdom of Aurelion, once bathed in the warmth of the sun, is now fractured into floating islands, each struggling to survive as the light fades. The Sunpriests, an ancient order of powerful mages, have controlled the fading sun’s power for centuries, manipulating its death to preserve their immortality. But when the reincarnated Sungod, Lira, a young orphan, discovers her true identity, everything changes. Lira learns that she is the reborn essence of the ancient god who once brought light to the world. But as she regains the memories of her past lives, she realizes the truth—her godly essence is the key to either saving or destroying the world. The Sunpriests, fearing the return of the Sungod, will stop at nothing to control her. Meanwhile, a mysterious and shadowy figure named Aiden, a fragment of the dying god, seeks to merge with her to restore the divine power of the sun at any cost. As Lira journeys through the shattered realms, uncovering secrets from her past lives and fighting off enemies both seen and unseen, she is faced with an agonizing choice. To stop the sun’s death, she must kill the very god that gave her life. But doing so will unravel the fabric of reality, sending the world into complete darkness. Yet, to let the god return would mean the destruction of everything she holds dear. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Lira must navigate a web of political intrigue, betrayal, and the weight of her own destiny. She will face the ultimate question: Does she sacrifice herself and the world for the sake of preserving the light, or does she embrace the darkness to bring about a new beginning?

"That's war. War that's gone on for too long now. All the people know is blood." Fred tries to reason with me again, his whisper becoming more heated, "you're the leader of our people, the last of the touched. You have to take us out of here. You have to save the pups." I shake my head and whisper back to him, "The 11th house will follow me to the ends of the earth to extinguish my family's line after what my father did. If I lead you, I just doom you all." My beta, Fred, struggles to control his wolf and grips my arm, "We're even more doomed without you." I only have one way to truly save my people and that's to replace the murdered queen. I'm of the blood, as the last touched I can challenge the rites at any time to claim her throne. This was always my privilege, instilled in me since birth. Though I had no desire to take on her mantle, she'd been a kind enough monarch. I had no choice now. If I became queen my pack would replace the 11th as the royal pack and they'd become untouchable by the other houses. It was a gamble, one that would likely kill me, but it was the only play that I had left. And so, dear reader, this is the story of how I signed up for my own doom. How I became the willing participant in the rite of queens.

Since your already here, take a look at the story, u may like it A girl named emily was born in a rich family, and got hated because she was the reason of her mother's death, after multiple years of torturing she ran away from her house and got in school to just get always bullied by everyone again, she still had hope that she will feel happiness but one of her classmates was a psychopath, and tortured her in unbelievable ways until she lost her hope, and drowned in despair, but after she realized that her existence was useless and that a car was going full speed at the girl who made her lose her hope, she decided to sacrifice herself, but she still failed and both of them died, emily throught it was the end, but she realized she was reincarnated into another world, and decided that she will feel true happiness in her new world whatever what happens. Cover by: IG acc: by_yaah_ I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Superheroes were supposed to be immortalized. Legends. Symbols of hope. But one by one, they vanished. Erased from history, from memory—like they never existed at all. Riven Steele, once the world’s strongest protector, awakens from a decades-long stasis to find reality itself rejecting heroes. No statues, no stories—only fragmented echoes of a world that refuses to remember them. A new generation of unstable, dying heroes rises in their place, their powers unraveling, their existence hanging by a thread. At the heart of it all is a whispered name: The Hollow Monarch. A being that doesn’t kill. Doesn’t destroy. It simply erases. As Riven fights to uncover the truth, he begins to unravel, his own reflection warping, his memories twisting. The Monarch’s influence isn’t just erasing heroes—it’s rewriting them. And when it finally speaks to him, it says the one thing that chills him to his core: "You were never real." Now, Riven must lead the last surviving heroes in a battle not just for survival—but to prove they should exist at all. Because if they fail, history itself will erase them forever. And this time, there will be no one left to remember.