Sakamoto Speaks

**Blood of the Demon King For centuries, the legend of Mrit, the ruthless King of Demons, has been buried in history. Once powerful enough to challenge the gods, he was ultimately betrayed and defeated. Yet, even in death, his legacy refused to fade. In the year 2025, Shreya, an ordinary college student, stumbles upon an ancient book that speaks of Mrit’s forgotten war. Intrigued, she seeks out Shlok, a mysterious old man who claims to know the true story. But as Shreya listens, she uncovers terrifying secrets—truths that shake the very foundations of her reality. The gods are watching. The demons are whispering. And an ancient war is about to begin again. **What happens when history refuses to stay buried?** The world is not ready for what comes next.

“I do not belong to the professor... It is the professor who belongs to me.” Dr. Aahmes Abdel, a world renowned Scientist, came to the Philippines to meet the equally famous Prof. Eric Antonio, just to find out how utterly irritating the professor is. He decided to stay by his side, though, and in the process, find out why the person he looks up to seems to hate everyone else, aside from his 10 year old niece. * I originally wrote this is tag-lish (Tagalog ang English) since Dr. Aahmes speaks in English while Prof. Eric speaks in tagalog because speaking to the Egyptian doctor was too much of a bother. I plan to translate the whole thing in English, but am still thinking how to fix it. PG 16 SPG WARNING: this FICTION is set in the OMEGAVERSE universe Reader discretion advised. !!! DISCLAIMER !!! This novel is a work of fiction. Any similarity to events, people, objects or places both real or fiction, are merely the product of an overactive imagination, unless specified. Copyright Gem Vecino 2024 All rights reserved No part of this online publication or any of its contents may be reproduced, copied, modified or adapted in any way, form, or kind without the prior written consent of the author Gem Vecino - aka - Alex Rosas - aka - Psynoid Al #omegaverse #scifi #boyslove #mxm #BLromance #omegaverse #mpreg

"Secret agreement? With a vampire?" Odel asked, gaping in shock. "Yes! You must agree to marry our vampire king candidates!" Baron said with a grin. "No! I don't want to! Please, release me!" "No! It's your destiny, Odel! Your fiancé is here as well!" Baron pointed to the three vampire men and continued speaking. "Daffin, Emilio, and Clayton! You must choose one of them!" "What do you mean?" "Those three vampire men—they are all your fiancés!"

Kaelis is reborn into the medieval fantasy world of Kalhalla, in the body of a random baby, a realm filled with magic and wonder. With a new family and a determination to be better than he was before, he embraces the serenity of his second chance at life. The world is beautiful, and the unique magic of Kenda flows like an endless river, guiding all who live within it. But there’s a shadow that follows Kaelis: a mysterious curse marks his right hand, a mark of rot that speaks of a death he cannot avoid. As he tries to navigate this seemingly perfect world, a chance encounter with a chained weapon the fragile peace. The blade sees something in him—something dark, something dangerous—and Kaelis soon realizes that this tranquil world may not be as safe as it seems. And as the layers of this medieval world begin to unravel, Kaelis must confront a terrifying truth: He is destined to die. Until he meets a certain someone..

I truly was the Great Sage Equalling Heaven and never changed; Just like causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, breaking through the spiritual firmament, my defiance undying. I wish to be equal with heaven, an unconquerable being, From now on, free and unfettered. What I hate will eventually vanish like smoke and clouds; What I protect will surely live on forever.

Please always maintain patience, politeness, and grace. And... Do not speak ill of God.

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry? Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children. Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died. She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions. She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her. Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her. Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god. "Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" That was the letter she penned. "Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours" "the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!" "Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"

"She didn't want his heart to protect it, she wanted it to break it." Amara, a woman who was found mysteriously in the woods, her innocent-looking eyes filled up with tears. She couldn't speak properly but suddenly, she was all over the Alpha, Nicolas. The same guy who gave her shelter in the pack. "Behave, Amara, you won't like the consequences later," he said. "I don't want to behave, I want to be disciplined by you. F*ck me, daddy."

The world froze. Literally froze. The chattering students, the falling cherry blossoms outside the window, even the dust motes in the air – all suspended in perfect stillness. "Oh wonderful hero," a melodious voice echoed through the room. "Your world faces a terrible crisis, and you have been chosen to—" "No," he said flatly. A pause. Then a shimmer of golden light coalesced into the form of a beautiful woman in flowing robes. She blinked at him. "I... what?" "I said no. I'm not interested in whatever quest or destiny you're selling. Pick someone else." The goddess's perfect features creased in confusion. "But... but you've been chosen! The prophecy speaks of a warrior with a fierce spirit, one who—" "Lady, I don't care about your prophecy. I've got enough problems here without adding some fantasy world's issues to the mix. Now un-freeze time and leave me alone." "You don't understand," she pressed. "Our world is being ravaged by the Demon King's armies! Millions will die without—"

Updates @ 14:00 and 16:00 (+8) What can be considered a treasure? Brandon was the largest dragon there was. His old scales alone could buy an entire country. But he did not have a treasure to speak of. Just gold, glistering gems, and a homey cottage where he hid when the goings got tough. One day, as he was collecting wild herbs, he found his treasure. Beaten, with a slavery rune on him, barely alive. Pan was not much, but to Brandon, he was a treasure. A treasure fit for a dragon.

The world is ruled by voices—commands that bend fate, decrees that shatter mountains, and oaths that shape destiny. Yet, he has no voice. Once, Xu Mo was just another nameless youth—an orphan with no fate worth mentioning. He dreamt of cultivation but was bound by fear, shackled by silence. His hesitation cost him everything. Then came the moment of betrayal, the loss, and the vow—a promise sealed in silence that no one but the heavens could hear. Now, he walks a path no one dares to tread. A path where words hold no power, where fate itself cannot bind him. And when the world speaks… he does not answer. But silence is not weakness. It is power waiting to be unleashed. One day, the heavens will try to name him. The world will try to define him. And in that moment, when all expect submission— He will remain silent. And the world will kneel. ***** Support and Read 25 Advance chapters ::: patreon.com/yezar

Henry had the misfortune of being reincarnated as an invalid. He couldn't move, speak, or do anything. But when he turned 18, something mysterious happened. His soul left his body and when he realized it... It could lodge itself in the consciousness of other people. He then discovered that he could gain power by corrupting... Thus was born the dream of finding a way to recover the physical body and of course... Enjoy all the hot caves in the world No Netorare. The MC will f*ck other people's women, but no one will touch his women

The boredom of mortals leads to simple consequences, but what chaos could the boredom of a powerful being unleash? When forces dare to tamper with destiny, disrupt order, and strip all beings of their fundamental rights, will they succeed? Or will the restless curiosity of one particular entity stand in their way? In the endless Void, a tower emerges—a monolithic structure said to grant unimaginable power to those bold enough to climb it. Each floor tests the strength, intellect, and resolve of those who enter, pushing them to their limits and beyond. "Tell me, mortals," speaks the enigmatic voice that echoes through the tower, "what role will you play in this grand festival of ambition?" As they ascend, the challengers must confront the price of their desires. Will they rise to greatness or succumb to the impossible trials ahead? And what of the entity watching from above—are they merely an observer, or the one pulling the strings? The tower calls. The festival begins. Dare to climb?

Chase is born of no house or family to speak of, except for a sickly father, and his mother who vanished the day he was born, however years after the birth of Chase, his father still often speaks of her as if she was a true goddess. One day the story will begin, when Chase finds himself waking to the smell of embers, the screams of agony, and the beginning of chaos. For on that day, a Boy was Born...

After dying in an accident, a burnt-out office worker is reborn as King Azriel Von Albrecht, the infamous tyrant from a novel he once read as a teenager. To make matters worse, a prophecy foretells his downfall, marking him as a doomed ruler whose reign will end in bloodshed. Determined to change his fate, Azriel refuses to wait for death. If the prophecy speaks of a Chosen One destined to bring his ruin, his only option is to strike first by killing them before they can fulfill their destiny. Yet, he is forced to confront a brutal question: Is survival worth becoming the villain?

After waking on the shores of an unfamiliar land, with no memories of his past, Cyrus must set off on a journey to discover who he is. His only hints are a strange amulet, which speaks of a place known as the Arbor Sanctum, and a mysterious type of magic, never before seen. Fortunately, he gains the aid of a wizards apprentice, who joins him as he travels across the land of Arkendel. Together, they must find the ones known as the Altier, who have hidden themselves away in the mountains along the western coast. Yet, even as they travel, a plague of black magic envelops the land, turning those its infects to stone. In order to overcome it, Cyrus will have to learn how to control his magic, but it may come at the cost of his humanity.

After a lonely and unhappy life in the modern world, a man suddenly reincarnates in a fantasy world of magic, demons, and powerful empires. When he wakes up, he discovers that he's not ordinary creature, but a majestic dragon, crowned king of a ruined kingdom, isolated in the heart of forgotten mountains. With this new life, he receives an exceptional gift: an omniscient system, a unique "cheat" that knows all the secrets of this world and guides him in every decision. This system speaks directly into his mind, revealing hidden treasures and potential alliances. Thanks to it, the protagonist discovers the ways to accumulate power and develop his kingdom.

This is a novel about two young people trapped between family expectations and their own dreams. Sack, pressured by his strict father, struggles to find his way, while Lindsay tries to balance her kindness with the pressure of pursuing a future already planned and loved. When their lives intersect, the silence between them speaks louder than words, and they are both forced to question what they really want for their lives. If you enjoy this story and would like to support me, please visit :) : patreon.com/SackRC 20 Chapters ahead of webnovel

It will always be the same for the triplets. They would always hide in the shadows. They would speak only when spoken to. It's not easy being a set of triplets. It's worse when they are a set of powerless omega triplets. But what happens when something traumatic happens? What happens when, in a world full of superpowers and quirks, the triplets finally get what they always needed? WARNING: This is not a novel. I repeat, this is not a novel

Danny must go through The Klitron process now that he has turned sixteen.this process will determine what his role in The Terran Collective is going to be.After he does this he is thrust into a galaxy that is actively at war over a blue mineral known as Paradisus.The only voice of guidance that he has is a deity that speaks to him through his dreams.

Kaelis is reborn into the medieval fantasy world of Kalhalla, in the body of a random baby, a realm filled with magic and wonder. With a new family and a bright future ahead, he embraces the serenity of his second chance at life..he just wants power. The world is beautiful, and the unique magic of Kenda flows like an endless river, guiding all who live within it. But there’s a shadow that follows Kaelis: a mysterious curse marks his right hand, a mark of rot that speaks of a death he cannot avoid. As he tries to navigate this seemingly perfect world, a chance encounter with a forbidden blade shatters the fragile peace. The blade sees something in him—something dark, something dangerous—and Kaelis soon realizes that this tranquil world may not be as safe as it seems. And as the layers of this medieval world begin to unravel, Kaelis must confront a terrifying truth: He is destined to die.

Letters I Can't Send: A Poetic Journey of Love, Loss, and Self-Discovery This poignant collection of poems bravely explores the complexities of love, heartbreak, and mental health. With raw emotion and vulnerability, each 'letter' delves into the silences that haunt us and the emotions we dare not speak aloud. A powerful reminder that even in darkness, there is beauty to be found.

Deep within the forest, many enchanted creatures live and prosper. This is all due to the magic of the fairies, which gave each creature the ability to speak and reason like a human. As a result, many nations rose and waged war with each other. To stop the chaos and form peace, the Olanders, the most ancient of creatures that could walk on two legs and speak the human tongue long before the fairies wrought their magic, began to spread their influence and reign to the borders of the forest. Its only foe was the Wolves, vicious monsters that haunt all woodlanders' nightmares. But they are steadily gaining power, and the Olanders grow desperate. Enter Severus, a young Dog with no real purpose or future, whose entire life is filled with just his dead-end clerk job. He wishes that he could somehow break free from his empty, monotonous existence and live life like all those around him seem to do. But when that wish is granted by a chance encounter with an Olander Army Commander, Severus finds he can not only break free of his dull life, but also break free of his own restraints to find friends, love, courage, and maybe even happiness.

No one really knows what Damaine is. He moves like something half-forgotten, a presence that lingers just beyond reach. He appears in the abyss of shadows, where the woods seem deeper than they should be. People speak of him in hushed tones, some calling him a ghost, others a trick of the mind.   However, Dragolina has seen him too many times for it to be coincidence. Their paths cross in ways that feel almost deliberate, though neither of them ever acknowledges it. He never speaks first. She never asks why he is always there. Despite the silence between them, something unspoken stirs, something neither of them fully understands.   The forest has its own secrets, and whatever holds Damaine in its grasp is not ready to let him go.

Sakamoto Days follows the seemingly ordinary life of Taro Sakamoto, a retired assassin once known as the legendary "Invincible Sakamoto." Now, he runs a small, unassuming family-owned ramen shop with his wife, Aoi, and their daughter. His days are filled with the mundane tasks of running the business and enjoying a peaceful family life, a stark contrast to his violent past. However, his peaceful retirement is shattered when a mysterious organization targets him and his family, forcing him to confront his past and once again unleash his deadly skills. The story unfolds as Sakamoto juggles his desire for a normal life with the necessity of protecting his loved ones and dealing with the dangerous underworld he left behind. He's joined by his former apprentice, the skilled but somewhat naive assassin, Shin, and a mysterious woman named Kasuga, who adds another layer of intrigue to the already complex plot. Their combined efforts are tested as they face off against formidable foes, each with their own unique abilities and motivations. The series blends intense action sequences with humorous moments, creating a dynamic narrative that keeps readers engaged. The mystery surrounding Sakamoto's past and the true nature of the organization targeting him are gradually revealed, adding suspense and depth to the overall story. Ultimately, Sakamoto Days is a thrilling tale of redemption, family, and the enduring power of love in the face of danger. ———————— • I transferred and adapted Sakamoto days, the popular comedy and action anime, in Webnovel. • ⚠️ I DO NOT OWN THIS! ⚠️ • All credits are going through Yuto Suzuki!, respectfully and gracefully towards him!

The Prince of Macedonia wakes up from a nightmare, Zeus has given him a vision, a grave threat from the West, one that he has to prepare for, but how can he convince his father, his peers that this is a good choice? Zeus isn't even that trustworthy actually hehehe (sorry XD

The two sisters have opposite personalities. The older sister Quartz is quiet, has a strict personality, and is also wary of strangers around her. The younger sister Aster is an active and optimistic person, always the first to speak and also ready to face challenges. Together, they try to live peacefully in a strange world.

Under the vacuum of death and decay, watch yourself. Do not trust what they speak of, for only those worthy to defy the laws of this world are worthy to become the unknown. Are you ready to see the truths of all things? Can you bear the sight of God without dying? Can you laugh at the kings and empires that rule your laws? Can you speak to the dead? Will you know when the day comes, the night falls, and the stars descend like lightning and fire? Are you ready to meet your maker as "He" is?

But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, Yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice, Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice. If the plural of man is always called men, Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen? If I speak of my foot and show you my feet, And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth? Then one may be that, and three would be those, Yet hat in the plural would never be hose, And the plural of cat is cats, not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, But though we say mother, we never say methren. Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, But the plural is not the, this, or thim! G grammarly - ADAPTED FROMBut the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, Yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice, Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice. If the plural of man is always called men, Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen? If I speak of my foot and show you my feet, And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth? Then one may be that, and three would be those, Yet hat in the plural would never be hose, And the plural of cat is cats, not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, But though we say mother, we never say methren. Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, But the plural is not the, this, or thim! G grammarly - ADAPTED FROMBut the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes. One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese, Yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice, Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice. If the plural of man is always called men, Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen? If I speak of my foot and show you my feet, And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth? Then one may be that, and three would be those, Yet hat in the plural would never be hose, And the plural of cat is cats, not cose. We speak of a brother and also of brethren, But though we say mother, we never say methren. Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him, But the plural is not the, this, or thim! G grammarly - ADAPTED FROM

Number Nine is a man who exists on the edge of everything. A ruthless killer, precise and calculating, his actions leave no room for weakness or hesitation. But beneath the silence of his cold exterior lies a fractured past-a web of lies, pain, and memories that he himself doesn't fully understand. With a pistol as his only companion, Number Nine drifts through a city teeming with chaos and corruption, an enigma to all who cross his path. He never speaks of his past, never explains his purpose. The world may try to box him in with labels and theories, but he is no one's puppet. Not a monster, not a hero-just a shadow who moves in the space between. As he moves through the streets, leaving only death in his wake, one question lingers: who is Number Nine, really? And will he ever be more than the sum of his fractured past?