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Unrivaled In The Real World

Evil is Real

Not a sound, not even a whisper was heard from the Saint Claire household, it was though the devil came to steal,kill and destroy the last surviving members of the Eastern crusaders - the last line of defense against demons. It was a sad day for Zenemiah, the last son of Kish Saint Claire - a brave crusader who died in battle at the borders of their home land - Hailderguard. The members of the house hold gathered around the grave of their master, brother, friend husband and father, Zenemiah's mom and sister couldn't hold back their tears as the priest gave his final blessings to the dead man. " What will become of the household" - " the boy will be in charge"- the relatives of the Saint Claire's debated behind the crowd - "the boy is only 16, he doesn't even know what it means to be a crusader in Hailderguard", Kish's friend - Northington aforesaid. Zenemiah was just 16 yes, but he had already gotten some experience than the old chubby fools in the church - not because his family was rich, he had proven himself again and again in the church training camp that nothing is beyond limits as long as you set your mind towards achieving it. Hailderguard used to be a peaceful land - a place of the church, the Church of the Crusaders, until the devil came - from the depths of the earth, demons poured and their ways leading to the town's shores. To protect the citizens, the church formed a group of able-bodied men and women to slay the beasts, will the gifts of the Holy swords, the crusaders have kept the demons at bay - it was however unfortunate for Kish, who died in battle. The burial ceremony was over, Zenemiah's mom - Eve, called out the servants in the household and instructed to them to clear all of the dead master's belongings to the space room, just in that moment, Eve's daughter - Victoria interrupted when she was given further instructions to the eldest bulter of the household - Bartholomew. "Why are you doing this mother?".... "Father's burial was today and here you are trying to bury everything that reminds me of him, this is so cruel!".. Victoria cried out - "this is not up for discussion young lady,go to your room and lay your head" - Eve replied with such sorrowful bitterness... "If I may my mistress, the space will be come always for the children to still have a memory their late father" - Bartholomew pointed out.. "Very well, I'm sorry Victoria".. Eve said to her daughter, walking away with tears in her eyes. "Thank you Bartholomew" Victoria said. "It was no issue milady, but I fear the one person who's hurt more is your brother".. Bartholomew tried to sympathize with Victoria. Zenemiah hated everything at that moment - England, Hailderguard, the church, the Crusaders, demons ....even himself. ================================ It was 1845, one more year, he becomes a full pledged crusader but fear in his heart, the chances of him getting that driving confidence back is dim. Death is not evil not good - a law of nature, it can be evil sometimes and evil can be real
Davi_Mations · 7.2K Views

Close Combat Summoner: The Way Of The Unrivaled

A once in a millennium event is currently being anticipated by all the people of Vesmir. They are outside of their own homes waiting for a special phenomen to happen. They gaze above the skies and saw the one of the two moons of their planet, slowly covered the sun. Suddenly the azure colored sky of Vesmir was hastily change its color into a dark crimson. When the sky of Vesmir became dark crimson, the people of Vesmir was amazed by the phenomenon they are seeing. After a while million of stars twinkle around the moon, slowly turning the dark crimson sky to its original azure color. Among those millions stars there were less than 0.0001.% star that shines brightly compared to the other stars. However, if you look closely as if the dark crimson sky was fighting the million of stars they get a stalemate. People then saw the second moon covered the sun. Suddenly the whole world was casted by shadow and darkness. All of the people of Vesmir suddenly felt feer and safe at the same time. Then after a while the sky returned to its original azure color because it was still in the afternoon. There is no million of stars. There is no dark crimson sky. In a old hut at the top of the mountain, an oldman with a white clothes. The oldman looks like a benevolent and you can see a white aura flickering on and off out of his body. He witness all this phenomenon at the hut's window. The catastrophe that was delayed are happening.The seal of the world are slowly weakening. That race will find this world. No, they already find it. The sacrifice that they made to hide this world from them this is lonely weakening. Alas it would still happen. Are all those sacrifice they did, are for these generation to face?" He asked weakly. No one answered. The oldman looks at his body. He saw his body was very slowly turning into dust. "I do not have much time. I need to inform the guardians of all the races about the impending storm that is coming. They need to focus to armed the new generation especially the Chosen Ones. They would be the the sword that would purge the chaos and shield that would protect it's people of this world from the chatastrophe that would happen. Those who have been sealed cannot do anything, the only solution is to train those new generation." Looking at the window, as he gaves at the sun. "The structure of the universe is gonna completely change in this era. Can this world survive?" The old man did not include the shadow in his premonitions and just bypass it. The old man stands weakly, get his walking stick then go wherever he plans to do. *** Argus Orpheus an orphan who survive from a Gate break. He lives for 10 years alone. "Argus Orpheus, Unique Class Awakener, Type: Summoner." A class that is said to be average by many. Argus was also walking a path of summoner no one has succeeded thus far. Argus awakened a power that was no being should possess. As he begins his journey, Argus slowly uncovers the truth of this mysteries about himself. Watch as Argus embarked his chaotic journey.
GoodForNothing_776 · 25.9K Views

Trapped in The Beast World

What the hell is this place?" The words escaped Leon's lips, but the sound of his voice—high-pitched and melodic—stopped him in his tracks. He blinked, looking down, and immediately froze. What... in the actual... hell? He was no longer himself. His once lean, athletic frame had been replaced by soft curves wrapped in a tight, scandalous red dress. His hands—delicate and manicured—trembled as they hovered in front of his face. Panic surged through him as his mind raced. "This... this isn't my body!" he exclaimed, clutching at the unfamiliar contours of his figure. The sound of his own voice—now distinctly feminine—sent another jolt of shock through him. Before he could process the impossibility of the situation, a guttural growl echoed behind him. Spinning around on unfamiliar high heels, he spotted a massive black jaguar stalking toward him. Its golden eyes locked onto him with a predatory gleam. Leon didn’t have time to think. Instinct took over as he yanked off the impossible heels and sprinted barefoot into the dense jungle. The ground was rough beneath his soft, uncalloused feet, and the dress clung uncomfortably to his body, restricting his movements. "I was just in class!" he muttered between gasps, weaving through the trees. "How did I end up here? And why the hell am I a woman?" Branches scraped against his exposed skin, adding to his growing sense of vulnerability. He had always been a confident, athletic guy in the real world—a star on the soccer field, the kind of person who could handle himself in any situation. But this? This was an entirely new kind of nightmare. As he pushed forward, his balance faltered. The foreign body he inhabited didn’t move the way he was used to, and it took all his focus to avoid tripping. "What is going on?" he cried out, frustration mixing with fear. Just as the jaguar’s growl grew louder, a sudden force struck him from the side, sending him tumbling into a cluster of bushes. A sharp "Oof!" escaped his lips as he hit the ground. "Shut up!" hissed a voice, low and urgent. Leon blinked, dazed, and found himself staring up at a man crouched over him. His face was rugged yet undeniably handsome, his sharp eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. "Keep quiet if you want to live," the man muttered, glancing toward the direction of the jaguar’s growls. Leon’s breath hitched. Everything about this situation felt surreal—the jaguar, the jungle, the strange man, and most of all, the fact that he was no longer in his own body. The man grabbed his arm and pulled him upright. Leon winced as his newfound feminine frame swayed unsteadily. "Who... who are you?" Leon stammered, his voice trembling. "No time for questions," the man snapped. "If you don’t want to end up as jaguar food, follow me." Leon hesitated, his mind a storm of confusion. This has to be a dream, he thought desperately. But the sharp pain in his feet and the chill of the jungle air on his bare skin told him otherwise. Reluctantly, he followed the man deeper into the jungle, his heart pounding as the growls of the jaguar faded into the distance. His mind, however, was far from calm. How did this happen? Why am I here? And most importantly... how the hell do I get back to my own body?
C_J31 · 1.6K Views

God Simulator: The Goddesses In The Simulation Are All Real

The World God of Terra was devoured by the Outer God, and eldritch creatures enslaved all of humanity. Humanity was reduced to mere livestock, wearing collars with their names and barcodes, labeling them as the property of the Outer God. However, hope wasn’t entirely lost. The World Will of Terra blessed some chosen humans who rose up against the lackeys of the Outer God. Female humans became magical girls, while the males could summon mecha armors and become mecha drivers. Unfortunately, despite being a transmigrator, Linsley Sinclair hadn’t obtained a special ability or blessing from the World Will. As Linsley wallowed in depression, thinking about how messed up the world was, he was snapped back to reality by a sound. -Ding! [The God Simulator has been integrated into your soul!] -Ding! [It has been detected that the host’s soul has been marked by the Outer God.] -Ding! [The system has successfully eradicated the Outer God’s slave mark without alerting the Outer God.] -Ding! [It has been detected that the host’s mind has been polluted by the Outer God’s insanity.] -Ding! [The host’s mind has been purified and the host is now immune to the Outer God’s mental pollution.] [The God Simulator was created by the Will of the Infinite Realities to save this multiverse from the Outer Gods’ corruption.] [The main feature of the God Simulator is to create a simulated body and let it transmigrate into another world. The simulated body will enter the simulation, creating an alternate timeline influenced by the host’s actions.] [The God Simulator’s goal is for the host to become a god in every simulated world. The host must complete the normal simulation and become a god before entering the full-dive simulation.] [If the host dies in the normal simulation, it won’t cause true death since it’s only a simulated body. However, if the host dies during a full-dive simulation, it results in true death.] With the God Simulator, Linsley entered the simulation. In his journey to save the world and become a god, he met beautiful goddesses. However… “You’re telling me that those beautiful goddesses in the simulation are all real?” “And now, they are coming to get me? Fuck!” *** Dear readers, here's a challenge for you! Below is a list of goals that, if met, will result in bonus chapter updates: * Every 500 powerstones per week (since they reset weekly) = 2 bonus chapters * Every 100 golden tickets (which reset monthly) = 2 bonus chapters * Every Magic Castle (or any super gift above it) = 5 bonus chapters *** Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/XD6ShCXZeP
MarvisWindesburg · 1.4M Views

The Unrivaled God of Music.

Alex had always been an ordinary man in a world where strength was the only measure of value. Born into a poor, martial society where cultivation was everything, he was branded as "trash among trash"—unfit for greatness, unworthy of respect. But Alex was content. He had no ambitions beyond surviving the harsh world around him, leading a quiet life with no desire for power or glory. That was until the day everything changed. The peaceful village Alex called home was annihilated by a merciless band of marauders, leaving nothing but blood and ruin in their wake. In the flames of destruction, a primal, uncontrollable force awakened within him—a surge of power that shattered his limits and threatened to consume his very soul. In that instant, Alex realized that he was no longer just a powerless man. He had become something else. But in the aftermath, the burden of this newfound power weighed heavily on him. As Alex journeys through a world that values strength above all else, he struggles with the monstrous force within, constantly fighting to hold on to his humanity. The line between vengeance and justice blurs as he seeks retribution for the massacre of his village, each act of violence pushing him further into moral ambiguity. But even as he seeks answers, the question remains: is power a gift to be embraced, or is it a curse that can only bring destruction? One day, while exploring an ancient, forgotten temple, Alex discovers a mysterious flute carved with symbols that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy. The flute’s presence calls to him, an unspoken promise of greater strength and untold truths. “What is the origin of this instrument?” he wonders, feeling its dark allure. “Is it my salvation, or my doom?” As Alex unravels the flute’s secrets, he is drawn to a place whispered about in legends—the Western Gates. But the journey ahead is treacherous, filled with factions and enemies who seek the flute for their own purposes. Along the way, he encounters figures from his past, each one challenging his beliefs about power, vengeance, and his place in the world. But Alex’s greatest struggle lies not in the enemies he faces, but in himself. The power within him threatens to consume his every thought, every decision, and every relationship. The question remains: can he control the monster inside and rise above the bloodshed, or will he become the very thing he swore to destroy? His choices will determine the fate of not only his own soul but the future of the world he once sought to escape. In a land where power reigns supreme, Alex must decide if he will embrace the power within him, or cast it aside to find the humanity he has nearly lost. ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.
Vaniaka · 15.3K Views
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