Wicca Sigils

Everyone in the kingdom of Velmora is born with a Soulmark, a glowing Sigil on their skin that determines their abilities and future. Warriors, Sorcerers, each person's fate is sealed the moment their Soulmark appears. Except for Solene. She was born with a blank soulmark, no power, no future nothing. Branded as a 'Hollow' she is cast aside, seen as worthless for years. She struggles just to survive, moving from town to town, enduring rejection, hardship and betrayal. But when she is captured and thrown into the brutal gladiator pit, something awakens her. A fire she never knew existed. Solene's power doesn't just manifest, it erupts. Unlike others, she doesn't have the usual ability. She can borrow and evolve any power she encounters. But there's a problem. She must endure the same pain the original wielder faced when their ability first awakened.

In the frost-bitten wilderness of the Stormspire Mountains, a teenage boy named Jacob Reed and his ailing grandfather, Elias, embark on a desperate journey to seek sanctuary with the enigmatic Order of the Emerald Horizon—a secretive brotherhood rumored to wield power over life and death. Clad in ragged clothes and driven by dwindling hope, they ascend the treacherous slopes, their path lit only by the faint glow of ancient sigils carved into the mountain gates. Upon arrival, they are met with hostility by a hooded gatekeeper who mocks their humble origins. Just as the Order’s refusal seems inevitable, a seismic roar erupts from the mountain’s core, triggering a chain of events that hints at Jacob’s mysterious connection to a dormant force. Unbeknownst to all, the boy carries an obsidian pendant—a relic pulsing with eerie violet light—that may hold the key to unraveling the Order’s darkest secrets.

In a cosmos where gods and Archons dictate the flow of fate, one man defies destiny itself. Kael Ardyn awakens in the Abyss—a man who should not exist, marked by a sigil that defies reality itself. With no past and only fragmented memories of another life, he soon learns the truth: his very presence is an anomaly, a mistake the universe seeks to erase. Hunted by cosmic forces and entities beyond comprehension, Kael discovers a power unlike any other—a magic that can rewrite existence. But it comes with a condition. The more he wields it, the closer he comes to annihilation. To survive, he does not seek honor. He seeks control. Manipulation, deception, and ambition become his weapons as he infiltrates kingdoms, shatters alliances, and bends even the strongest of heroes to his will. When he sets his sights on the hero’s beloved, a forbidden romance becomes a dangerous game of power and desire. Yet in the shadows lurks something even more terrifying—an entity that whispers of Kael’s true purpose. The Archons fear him. The balance trembles. And as the gods hesitate, Kael takes what is his, one piece at a time. For if fate rejects him, he will become fate itself.

I had transmigrated into my favorite game, as an extra who died before the story even began. In a world where Sigils dictate power, I found myself in the body of a boy who had already died on the battlefield. Yet, as I drew breath in his place, his Sigil changed. A power never meant for him, never meant for me. Kidnapped by a shadow organization that didn't exist in the game, I spent three years in the dark, forced to learn under a so-called teacher. I move forward, not as the extra I was meant to be, but as one who chooses their own path. A path to supremacy. Yet the deeper I walk, the more I realize… this world holds secrets that game had never shown.

The wind carried the scent of incense and blood as the once-quiet halls of the Vermilion Palace echoed with whispers of treachery. At its heart stood Queen Lian Yuhua, a woman born of divine blood, her beauty as ethereal as the moon over a jade lake. Yet, her throne was steeped in peril, her life threatened by unseen hands lurking in the shadows. Her fate was now bound to Wei Zhaoyun, an exiled warrior of the Xuanhua Sect, sworn to guard her until death or destiny claimed them both. Zhaoyun was a man of iron will, his presence akin to a silent storm. Garbed in dark robes embroidered with the sigil of a coiling dragon, his blade-Frost bane-rested ever at his hip, its steel humming with suppressed power. His past was shrouded in dishonor, a fallen disciple once meant for greatness, now tethered to a ruler who saw him as little more than a blade for hire. Yet, where distrust once reigned, necessity wove an unbreakable thread between them. The assassins of the Ghost Lotus Sect sought Lian Yuhua's life, and only Zhaoyun's skill in arts and spiritual cultivation could shield her from the daggers of fate. Through perilous nights and shadowed corridors, their partnership was tested-by demons, by duty, and by the unspoken emotions neither dared acknowledge. As the heavens waged war over their destinies, one truth became clear: neither was meant to stand alone. In a world of celestial beasts, forbidden techniques, and fractured loyalties, the Queen and her reluctant guardian would carve their own legend-one written in blood and bound by fate. "You expect me to kneel?" Zhaoyun's voice was like unsheathed steel, cold and cutting. "You are my guard, not my master," Lian Yuhua countered, her golden eyes unyielding. "You will protect me, or your life is forfeit." He hated her arrogance. She hated his defiance.

[-Congratulations, you have successfully killed Alexander the Great and claimed him as your summon..-] The words, scrawled in blood, burned across the page of the Death Ledger. Riven was nothing but a powerless runt until necromancers razed his village and butchered his sister before his eyes. As his blood soaked the dirt, his Sigil ignited, granting him a gift. He can die and reform, a cycle that resets with every rank he climbs. But fate wasn’t done screwing him. In the catacombs beneath the ruins, he found the Death Ledger—a death contract that bound him against his will to hunt those who’ve cheated death across dimensions. Historical legendary heroes and villains. From the noble King Arthur to the conqueror Genghis Khan and the fabled king of Uruk, Gilgamesh, together with Ivan the Terrible and Vlad the Impaler. Every mission is a gamble. Fail once, and the Ledger brands him a death-cheater, turning him into prey for the same immortal fugitives he hunts. And the reward? He gets to keep them as his undead summons. His enemies will not stop coming. They want the Ledger, the Sigil, his power. To survive, he will wield death itself, growing stronger with every soul he claims, because in a world this savage, only the relentless rise.

Waking up in a shattered world with no memory of how he got there, Kael soon learns one truth—only one can survive. When forced to make an impossible choice, he takes his first step into the abyss. The Rift Sigil brands his soul, granting him power… but at a terrible cost. With his humanity slowly eroding and whispers of an ancient force clawing at his mind, Kael must navigate a world ruled by factions, hidden horrors, and those who seek to control the unknown. Every step forward draws him deeper into the darkness, where monsters wear human faces and the only law is power. To survive, Kael must outthink, outfight, and outmaneuver those who stand in his way. The Rift offers him strength, but how long before it consumes him completely? When gods and monsters play their games, the only way to win… is to become something greater. Or something far worse

This isn’t a fairy tale. No heroes. No lessons. Zetulah Viridian isn’t a savior. She’s the part of you that knows kindness gets you killed. And her story? It’s the question you’ve been swallowing since life first kicked your teeth in: How much worse would you burn the world to make it hurt like you do? Zetulah is just a woman with blood in her teeth and a knife, asking: How much of your soul would you sell to watch your enemies bleed? Before wolves ruled the world, war did. Four dynasties carved the realm of Varkathis apart like a carcass. Their war is no longer about thrones—it’s about erasing each other from history. For centuries, four houses ruled through brutality and broken vows: House Emberclaw (South): Flame-lit conquerors with eyes like smoldering coals. They leave only ash and children's bones behind. House Viridian (West): Healers turned hunted, their once-bright green eyes—symbols of hope, and nature—now dimmed to murky moss. Targets for slaughter. House Azzuri (North): Ice-hearted titans with gazes bluer than glacial crevices. They would let their own blood freeze before breaking an oath. House Moriba (East): Puppeteers with golden eyes that flicker like gilded lies. Stare too long, and you’ll wake up throat-cut with your own dagger. —-------- Zetulah Viridian doesn’t scream when her brother dies. She counts the seconds until his fingers go cold, the Emberclaw dagger still jutting from his throat. They don’t let her bury him. Instead, they nail Fenrik’s corpse to her family’s gates—a scroll stuffed between his teeth: “Let the last Viridian choke on her brother’s rot.” They take her title. Her home. Even her pride—carving the Emberclaw sigil into her land as a warning to survivors. But rage? Rage is the one thing they can’t carve out. Zetulah isn’t fighting for a crown. She’s fighting to keep her tongue, her liver, her green eyes from becoming Emberclaw trophies. To survive, she kneels to the boy whose family murdered her brother— Prince Kaelith Emberclaw, whose crimson gaze burns like a forge even as he bandages her wounds with surgeon’s hands, that has snapped more necks than healed them. Every time he laughs—warm and bright, nothing like the Emberclaw pyres she’s cursed—she forgets, just for a heartbeat, that she needs to kill him. War horns sound. Now, Zetulah must choose: Lead her surviving kin into the hellmouth of battle, or light the match that burns every house—hers included—to cinders. Because in the realm of Varkathis ? Mercy is the lie you tell while sharpening your blade. Power is the scream that haunts your enemies’ sleep. And Zetulah? “She’s learned how to make the world scream with her.” "You won’t like Zetulah. You’ll recognize her—the part of you that knows mercy gets you killed." Here’s what they don’t tell you about vengeance: It doesn’t heal. It addicts. You won’t love this story. You’ll hate how much you need to finish it.

In the year 1995, a crystalline meteor hurtled towards Earth and crashed in the forests of Aomori, spreading clouds of mysterious dust upon its impact. These dust clouds contain a mysterious substance that turns children and teenagers alike into Espers, human beings gifted with supernatural powers known as Sigils. Some have telekinetic powers, others can control elemental properties and some of them have mind-control powers. As time passes, Espers faces prejudice from normal people due to their powers, fearing that they might replace them. Some of them even think that Espers must be eradicated. There are even people who want to capture Espers and exploit their Sigils. On that day, an organization dedicated to researching and defending these supernatural youngsters known as Lazuline was formed. They even built a paradise for them known as Azure City, an artificial island located on the temperate waters of Sagami Bay, Japan. However, Azure City was just a temporary solution to the Espers. Eldritch beings known as Deviants invaded the city and the shadow of a mysterious consortium loomed upon its supernatural inhabitants, and they must fight back for their rights to live. These are the stories of their struggles and their daily life amidst the threat posed by the evil forces. Cover illustration by Reei_ReIN Original character design and story concept by Farhan Gustama Hartono and Alfredo Chandra Special thanks to Gregorio Corigliano, Jacob Furrier, Grant Felix, Rizqy Abd, Bernice Neoh, OldManTai and Tatyina

Year 2024, Shanghai's Lujiazui Skyline Lin Santou, a food delivery rider navigating the neon-lit canyons of Shanghai's financial district, never expected his mundane life to intersect with cosmic horror. But when his vision suddenly fractured during a routine delivery, he glimpsed the truth - the so-called cultivators of this world were not ascended beings, but Cthulhu-aligned parasites burrowing beneath human skulls. The ancient bronze sword that had pierced the sun three years ago had not been a meteorite. Its jagged blade, still suspended in the stratosphere, pulsed with eldritch energy that warped reality itself. Those who claimed to have ascended to immortality were merely hosts for the Deep Ones - their neural pathways now conduits for alien consciousness. "Enlightenment is a prison," whispered the spectral figure that materialized before Lin Santou's trembling eyes. The entity's form defied comprehension, its silhouette flickering between human and something far more ancient. "The true cultivation system is a meat grinder. Your so-called 'flying immortals' are nothing but bait for the Old Ones." As the sky above Lujiazui darkened with unnatural storm clouds, Lin Santou's newly awakened Eye of Profound Mysteries burned with forbidden knowledge. Beneath the shimmering holograms of skyscrapers, the city's pulse quickened to a rhythm that matched the throbbing heart of R'lyeh. This was no ordinary conspiracy. The financial district's glass towers concealed temples where bankers chanted eldritch hymns, their stock trades secretly funding the resurrection of pre-human gods. Even the delivery app on his phone pulsed with subliminal sigils - a digital为空白 (blank) that led not to restaurants, but to thresholds between dimensions. Lin Santou's hands shook as he gripped the handlebars of his electric bike. The city he'd always known was a facade. Beneath the surface of Shanghai's relentless modernity churned an ocean of madness, where even the air itself carried the whispers of cosmic predators.

In a world where magic has shattered law and order, the strong rule, and the weak are forgotten. Justice is no longer blind. It is bought in blood. Lucian Vance is a mercenary with a rare gift: Remnant Sight; the power to track anything, anyone, anywhere. He sells his skills to the highest bidder, caring nothing for right or wrong. Until one night, everything changes. Hired to hunt down a rogue mage, Lucian finds the target already dead, but a little girl left behind. A child marked by forbidden runes, a power that should not exist. Before he can walk away, the ones who sent him turn against him. Now, Lucian is the hunted. Every assassin, mage, and warlord in the underworld wants the child dead. The Ebon Veil, the Pale Choir, and the shattered remains of the old world all whisper the same thing; she is a prophecy, a curse, a weapon. But Lucian doesn’t believe in fate. With blood on his hands and a past that won’t let him go, he must uncover the truth before the world burns around them. Because there is one question no one dares to ask: Why is the child there, and why should she die?? ------ Hello there! I am trying to be as consistent as possible, but hey I am a newbie writer and may sometime edit the chapters. Don't worry, worriors, the flow and story will the remain the same.

Genre: - Epic Fantasy | War & Strategy | Mythology & Divine Conflict | Comedy Core Themes: - Growth & Power: From weak and mocked to one of the strongest. - War & Strategy: Large-scale battles, tactical warfare, and espionage. - Divinity & Fate: Gods forsaken by the world trying to reclaim their place. - Betrayal & Loyalty: The conflict between duty, trust, and ambition. - Kael Veyrin, a noble son of the powerful House Veyrin, is born with low mana reserves, making him incapable of using his family's Crimson Sigils—a powerful blood-based rune magic. - Mocked by nobles, overshadowed by his older brother Rheon, and seen as a failure by his father, Duke Alistair Veyrin. -He Remembers an ancient book he read as a child, leading him to a hidden Arcane System that grants him a new path—Mastering Arcane Sigils. - He Begins his journey at Eldoria Academy, determined to prove his worth and strength. - Kael enters Eldoria Academy, where nobles and commoners alike train to become knights, mages, and warlords. - But even as a student of eldoria academy he faces life threatening activities and must overcome it with other allies and grow stronger.

Born into darkness, Lucius is marked by an infernal curse—the Mark of the Abyss. This unholy sigil endows him with powers that defy mortal comprehension, yet seals his fate: servitude, rejection, and a grim demise. Embark on a journey with Lucius as he unravels the hidden truth behind the Marks, battles to carve out a destiny of his own, and strikes back against the cruel fate imposed upon him. In a world that shuns him for his cursed existence, Lucius will forge unlikely alliances to challenge those who scorn him. He is driven by a relentless desire to claim a place for himself and his loved ones, no matter the cost. Prepared to plunge into the darkest depths of depravity, Lucius is poised on the brink of a harrowing journey. The ultimate enigma remains: what awaits him in the abyss of his ambitions? Content: -Includes R18 Content - gore - death - NO NTR - NO YURI/BL

Update: Mon, Wed, and Fri [Very Mature and Explicit Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.

“Inherit the relic. Rewrite the rules. Reign or be erased.” Once every century, the Archive awakens—a tower that pierces the sky, filled with shifting dungeons and forgotten relics left behind by ancient kings, tyrants, and warlords. These relics are not just weapons. They're legacies—powerful, sentient, and cursed by memory. To enter the Archive is to be chosen as a Writ-Bearer, someone capable of bonding with relics and wielding their power. For most, it's a path to fame, glory, and power. But for Kael Renn, a seventeen-year-old orphaned scribe from the outer slums, it's a death sentence. He was never supposed to be chosen. Yet, when a sealed relic buried in the tower’s forbidden floor calls to him—a relic known only as The Crown of the Nameless King—Kael becomes the first bearer of a Lost Writ that even the Archive itself cannot classify. Now hunted by relic guilds, kingspawn, and corrupted Writ-Bearers, Kael must survive deadly trials, manipulate ancient laws, and resist the growing voice of the relic within him. Because the Crown is remembering who it was. And it wants its throne back. MC: Kael Renn Age: 17 Background: Orphaned slum-born scribe, worked as a record keeper and relic cataloger in the outer zones. Never trained, never ranked. Visual Design: Hair: Ash-black, ragged at the ends, slightly covering his left eye Eyes: Pale gold—seem dull at first, but glow faintly when he invokes Writs Markings: Black ink-like veins spread from the back of his neck downward when relic power activates Clothing: Faded cloak stitched with old kingdom scripts, layered with relic sigils he draws himself Weapon: None at first—uses Writ-based combat, then later reforges an ancient relic blade with a forgotten command

A thousand years ago, an ancient war between celestial beings known as the Astrals and the Eclipsed Ones nearly shattered the world of Ilvaria. To prevent destruction, the Astrals sealed away their enemies and vanished. However, now, an unknown force is breaking the seals. A young orphan named Kael Drayven, who possesses a mysterious birthmark known as the Eclipse Sigil, is unknowingly the key to awakening either destruction or salvation. As he embarks on a journey to uncover his origins, he is pulled into a grand war between powerful factions, uncovering dark secrets that challenge everything he believes in.

In a world where power is dictated by Sequences, Echoes, and Sovereign Courts, Renar Vale was born without a path… and died before he could choose one. But fate had other plans. Reawakened by a forbidden Rift Sigil, Renar returns not as a common Ascendant—but as something unwritten, something unbound by the known power systems of the world. In a realm ruled by rigid hierarchies, ritual-bound Ascension Paths, and political Sovereign Orders, he walks a path none can predict—a Nyxborn, tethered to a forgotten Etherium no one remembers… and everyone fears. With a collapsed Echo from a fractured timeline, a forbidden power that breaks Sequence law, and whispers of a war older than reality itself, Renar must navigate ancient conspiracies, broken gods, and courtly blades cloaked in smiles. Every step forward awakens deeper layers of his mysterious origin—and draws the attention of forces beyond realms. But in a world built on written fates, how do you fight when your story was never supposed to exist? Rise, Nyxborn. Shape the ending they tried to erase.

We follow the two friends, Judari and Rito, as they embark on their journey to become Sigil Knights, both have their reason, and we can only hope they reach their goal. This is just one story out of many.

In the secluded village of Baiyun, nestled amidst misty valleys and towering cliffs, a young boy named Li Wei witnesses a celestial event that changes his life forever. A falling star, unlike any he has seen before, crashes beyond the eastern hills, its golden light pulsing with an otherworldly energy. Drawn by an inexplicable force, Li Wei, accompanied by his sharp-witted friend Mei Ling, ventures into the forest to uncover the star's secrets. What they find is a massive crater housing a mysterious golden orb, which seems to call out to Li Wei. As Li Wei touches the orb, he is engulfed in visions of a crumbling celestial seal, imprisoned demon kings, and a destiny he cannot yet comprehend. The orb bestows upon him a celestial mark, a sigil that pulses with latent power, marking him as the chosen one. But this power comes at a cost. The seal's awakening has drawn the attention of dark forces, including a fearsome Duskfang beast and enigmatic strangers clad in dark robes, who bear the same sigil as Li Wei. Elder Wen, the village priest, reveals the truth: the falling star was a fragment of the Celestial Seal, an ancient artifact that maintains the balance between heaven and earth. Li Wei is now bound to the seal, destined to either restore it or witness the unleashing of the Eight Demon Kings upon the world. As the village is infiltrated by the mysterious Watchers, who seek the seal's power, Li Wei realizes that his quiet life is over. With the weight of destiny on his shoulders and the threat of dark forces closing in, Li Wei must navigate a world of ancient prophecies, celestial power, and looming danger. The seal is breaking, the guardians have fallen, and the fate of the heavens now rests in the hands of a boy from a humble village. The journey ahead is fraught with peril, but Li Wei knows one thing for certain: this is only the beginning.

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In Nyxvaris, where magic flows like breath, something is terribly wrong. The Celestial Orb lies shattered, its ancient power fading. Kaelen Drayce stands amid the ruins, a crimson figure before a scorched sigil that should not exist. The city hums with unseen forces, the air thick with an omen too dark to ignore. And the worst is yet to come.

"Silent Witness: The Unbreakable Code" plunges forensic pathologist Marcus Devin into a terrifying mystery when victims begin appearing with an ancient, cryptic symbol etched into their skin, dying from inexplicable heart attacks. The symbol, the Sigil of Azael, leads Devin and his team to a centuries-old cult seeking to awaken a primal energy by harvesting human life force. As they decipher the cult's ritual, requiring seven specific sacrifices, they race against time to stop the killings. The investigation uncovers a shadowy figure, "The Keeper," who manipulates victims through a dark web portal. With each victim, the cult grows closer to their goal, revealing the sigil's true purpose: not just a gateway, but a conduit to create a terrifying entity. Devin must confront not only a ruthless cult but also the chilling reality that the very essence of life is being weaponized, pushing him to the edge of his understanding and resolve.

The Veilstone once shielded the world from a converging dimension teeming with horrors—creatures of unexplainable terror, shaped by fragmented myths and forgotten folklore, each taking on different interpretations across time. But when the Veilstone shattered thousands of years ago, the barrier collapsed. Perhaps out of desperation—if it was even capable of such a thing—it chose Heroes before its final destruction. Six divine classes emerged, wielding power strong enough to hold back the Void... but only for a time. As the rifts grew stronger and the world descended into chaos, heroes and humans alike fell before the Voidborne. Until they discovered the power of Voidshards—the cores of these eldritch beings. By transferring these shards into themselves, warriors gained monstrous abilities beyond human comprehension, tied to the creature they had slain. But there was a cost. Those without the blessing of Heroic Sigils, unprotected from corruption, slowly lost their minds—warping into the very Voidborne they once fought. And thus, the cycle of slaughter and transformation continued. Elias was not born a hero. He awakened with no past, wandering a dying world in search of memories he couldn’t grasp. But when a fateful encounter with a Voidborne and the fanatical Ashborn Clan drags him into a battle far beyond his understanding, his struggle for survival becomes something far greater. In a war where men turn to monsters, and gods remain silent, Elias must forge his own path—or be consumed by the very darkness that seeks to claim him.

In a land besieged by darkness, a young child becomes the target of relentless knights, sent to capture him for reasons unknown. As he flees into the forest, the boy finds himself on the brink of death, only to stumble upon an ancient, mystical tree and a hidden book imbued with extraordinary power. When he touches the book, it unleashes a series of events that transform him, awakening a force he doesn’t understand.

In a world where countless realms are tethered by an ethereal nexus known as the Veil, only the brave or the foolish dare to tread its shimmering paths. When Kieran Vale, an ordinary university student, is inexplicably drawn into this arcane dimension, his life is shattered and rebuilt anew. Marked by the Veil's enigmatic sigils, Kieran must navigate treacherous trials, deadly beasts, and power-hungry rivals in a realm where strength is the only currency.

In the ancient halls of the Veylith Grand Archive, young Vaelion Shadowborne discovers the Codex of Nyztheris, a forbidden book whispered about in myths and warnings. The moment he opens its pages, something awakens—a presence buried deep within the Shadow Veil, a realm of forgotten horrors and unseen Watchers. Marked by sigils of darkness and haunted by visions of a ruined city, Vaelion is thrust into a struggle far beyond his understanding. The secrets of his lineage, the truth behind the Shadow Veil, and the forces now hunting him all weave together in a race against fate. With each passing day, the sigils on his skin grow stronger. The whispers grow louder. The line between his world and the Veil Beyond begins to blur. Vaelion must uncover the truth of his curse before it consumes him. But some knowledge was never meant to be known—and some doors, once opened, can never be closed. ---

For centuries, the world has forgotten the Old Gods, their names erased from history, their temples buried beneath time. But their blood still flows—hidden within the veins of their last descendant. When Selene Valen, an ambitious archaeologist, stumbles upon a forbidden temple in the depths of an uncharted jungle, she unknowingly awakens a long-dormant power. The discovery is more than just a relic—it is a warning. The ancient gods were never truly gone, merely imprisoned in the shadows, waiting for a vessel to set them free. Marked by an unholy sigil and haunted by cryptic visions of war, Selene soon realizes she is the key to an age-old prophecy: one that foretells the return of a forgotten pantheon, one that demands a blood sacrifice. Her blood. Now, pursued by a secret order sworn to keep the gods buried, Selene must uncover the truth of her lineage before time runs out. But with every step, the line between past and present blurs, and the voices of the Ancients grow stronger. As the world trembles on the edge of chaos, she faces an impossible choice—embrace her divine heritage and risk unleashing a forgotten war, or destroy the power within her and erase the last trace of the gods forever. The blood of the ancients is stirring. And it calls for its heir

The Chronicles of Varek In a world where gods and mortals are intertwined, where power flows like a storm and destiny is carved in blood, Varek stands as a child marked for destruction. Born during a tempest that split the heavens, he is the son of Azaroth, the god of storms, destined to bring ruin upon the world. His hair is white as lightning, and his eyes hold the weight of countless battles, while a dark sigil—burned into his skin—glows with the divine wrath that courses through his veins. Raised in a town ruled by slavers, Varek’s childhood is shaped by torment and hardship, where every day is a battle for survival. His mother’s death leaves him alone in the world, but he is not without someone to guide him. Selina, a mysterious figure with unimaginable power, watches over him in secret, teaching him the ways of the gods and the brutal skills he needs to survive. Yet, she warns him of the power he carries within—dangerous and unrelenting. Varek’s life takes a tragic turn when the slavers come for his sister, Lyra—the one person who has ever shown him unconditional love. Despite his newfound strength, Varek is too late to save her, and the storm inside him erupts. His rage brings destruction as he slaughters the slavers in a bloody fit of vengeance. But in the aftermath, he is left broken and empty, and his sister is gone. Tormented by loss and driven by an insatiable desire for revenge, Varek begins to understand his true purpose: he is not merely a man, but a weapon. A weapon born of the gods themselves. The mark on his skin, once a mystery, now burns with purpose. He is the Shattered One, destined to either save the world or destroy it. With the gods watching from above—fearful of the power he will one day wield—Varek is torn between two paths: to embrace his divine lineage and bring about the ruin he was born to deliver, or to break free from his bloodline and forge his own fate. The storm that rages inside him will either consume him or set him on a path of salvation. As Varek embarks on a journey to find those who betrayed him, he must confront not only the gods who created him but also the darkness within himself. Bound by prophecy, vengeance, and a need to understand his true purpose, Varek will discover that his greatest enemy may not be the gods who seek to destroy him, but the storm he must learn to control. The Chronicles of Varek: The Shattered One is a tale of power, revenge, and the search for meaning in a world where gods are both merciless and manipulative. A story of a warrior who must battle not only external forces but the chaos within himself, and ultimately decide whether he will be the harbinger of ruin—or the one who ends it.

Ezra Nacht awakens in a world of eternal twilight, reborn as a Lamp Bearer—the lowest rung of existence. Weak, hunted, and bound to a cursed tome that whispers forgotten truths, his very existence is a crime against the divine. Power in this world comes from Sigils—inscriptions that grant unfathomable abilities at the cost of one’s sanity. But Ezra’s Sigil is broken, an anomaly that should not exist. To survive, he must defy the divine, outwit the zealots, and embrace the forbidden. The gods are watching. The abyss is calling. Survive. Ascend. Or be erased.