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Reborn As A Ring

On the border of a kingdom named Caradel in a deep and great forest a man could be seen running, being chased by a group of men wearing armor as arrows flew in the air. One striking true to its target striking the man in the shoulder nevertheless the man continued running. The man named Baranor, a young man who had orange eyes black hair and tanned skin with a slight scruffy beard was running for his life while thinking to himself. 'How did this happen?!' Baranor running out of air feeling exhausted, and the blood flowing from his shoulder running down his back mixing with his sweat, Baranor stared in front of him only to see a drop off nearly 100 meters in front of him. The men behind him also seemed to notice that Baranor was running out of time, as nearly every single one of them let out a grin, as they approached the edge Baranor slowed to a halt, as did the men behind him. "Give up prince! Just accept what's to come, after all the throne is no longer yours to inherit!" Said the man leading the soldiers "I will never! Not after what you did to my men, not after what he did to my father!" Baranor replied "Hmph! So be it, I offer you life just for you to accept death" The man stated "Life? Life! you offer me death now or later, do you really think i'd be stupid enough to hand over the throne after witnessing your coupe against my father!" Baranor replied "Hmm, it seems your unwilling even till the end, Very well, Archer's! Fire!" The man commanded Baranor was now stuck between a rock and a hard place either jump off the cliff to a seemingly doomed fate or accept the fate that the man in front of him was offering. As he thought what he should do he heard the command the man spouted feeling the stress of the situation and his adrenalin nearly running out he decided. He'd rather die by his own hands than give the man in front of him that satisfaction! As he thought this he immediately took a step back falling to his doom. The man not expecting this looked rather confused only for his face to twist into a grin. 'Finally! Good riddance my dear prince!' The man said as he looked as the boy fell through the tough branches of the trees below Baranor looking up at one of the men that betrayed him thought to himself 'Is this how i really die? Well what can i say, i tried, i gave it my all.......' As Baranor was accepting his fate he thought back on his life only to be filled with rage 'No! I refuse to accept this laying down! Quintin I will come for you! I will come for all those who dare raise their sword to their king! No matter what! even if i have to accept a deal from the devi-' that was the last thought Baranor had before he hit the ground When Baranor hit the ground he didn't even feel the pain, just the shock, as it traveled through his body as his eyes slowly blurred he built up all his will to not pass out 'I refuse! I have to keep moving!' Baranor thought as he turned his body over back up When Baranor was starting to lose hope he started to hear faint whispers as he looked at the direction the whispers came he saw a cave, almost as if the whispers were drawing him in he forced himself to crawl and keep crawling, no matter what Baranor refused to stop crawling. Finally when Baranor arrived to where he heard the faint whispers they became louder almost screaming in his head as he saw it, a ring, resting on what looked to be an ancient place holder for it. Baranor grabbed the ring and lay on his back as he gathered his strength and said "My Fate! Is my own!" As he slid the ring on his finger. -------------------- -Author here Just a quick disclaimer! This novel is heavily inspired by lord of the rings if you couldn't tell also it's because i only ever saw one other story on a ring.
Soul_Monarch000 · 34K Views

Starting With The End

“Let’s make things right now, shall we?” An otaku, socially awkward, 20 years old Airi Shin, was peacefully living her university life, without a hitch. Until her life changed overnight, as she faced an accident on Christmas by a white car running over her. Soon the light before her eyes started to fade away. But when she woke up, she found herself somewhere she wasn’t supposed to be. While she was wondering when and how she landed up there, a man came to her, offering her a chance. To make everything right where it went wrong, and change her fate. Getting to know her entire situation, she met new people, some new situations, and some new feelings bloomed. —————— “That guy is a threat to her, and I will do anything to prevent them from meeting, even if they are fated, to protect her smile,” Ryo swore to himself, while seeing a bright smile on Airi’s face. —————— “I know it might be rude of me now, but can I be your acquaintance once again?” Carter expectantly asked Airi, when the bright moonlight poured over her, making her the most beautiful in the world. —————— “Get the hell out of my sight! Get out! You should’ve been dead all along!” Airi was never bothered by any harsh words, and Shiro was no one to her. Yet somehow, him saying all of this while looking at her with hatred, pierced her heart so badly that she couldn’t stop the tears rolling down her eyes. —————— “I won’t let your lifetimes be filled in despair ever again, I will help you to resolve your regrets in every lifetime, so can it be me?” eyes filled with emotions, Ryo said it to her. And there is this voice, which keeps ringing in her head. A voice so deep, pleading to her every time on her deathbed. “Don’t go! Don’t die on me again!” “I don’t deserve to be by his side, but I want to… and it hurts…” Airi broke into tears, while nature was also harmonizing with her, pouring rain. So many loose ends to tie, so many regrets to resolve. Amidst all of this, will Airi be able to make her life better? Will she be able to deal with the unknown yet oddly familiar events unfolding before her? In between all of this, will their love really bloom? Or it will dry out before that, and fade away in the pages of their lives? —————— Yosh, y'all! This is my very first attempt to write something down. And it’s totally my imaginary world, where I used a tid-bits of reality, so if anything hurts or triggers you, allow me to let you know that whatever I did here, totally for the sake of my story, and of course no harm intended. Caution alert! There are multiple male leads, but who would be the main lead that is the question! Say it love triangle, rectangle, pentangle, whatever you fit ;-; *The cover photo is something I found and edited according to my choice and preferences, so definitely credits to the rightful owner!* Join my discord: https://discord.gg/22JepJWX4D IG: @namcandy101 FB: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100073239561050 (Search Nam Candy)
NamCandy · 110K Views

Starting Life As A God In Another World

Nathan Steele, a brilliant but overworked game developer, dedicated his life to creating the perfect virtual worlds—ironically at the cost of neglecting his own. After collapsing at his desk from exhaustion, he wakes up in a vast, featureless void. Confused and disoriented, Nathan is greeted by a mysterious Tutorial System that delivers a shocking revelation: "You are no longer human. You are now the God of a new, empty world. Your survival depends on one thing—creating life and earning their unwavering worship. Fail, and you will cease to exist." Given divine powers beyond his imagination, Nathan must start from scratch, crafting the very fabric of reality. Armed with a system that offers guidance, challenges, and occasionally snarky commentary, he embarks on a journey to design landscapes, create intelligent beings, and guide their civilizations. But being a god isn’t as simple as coding a game—free will, rival gods, and unforeseen chaos constantly threaten his creations. To complicate matters further, he discovers he’s not the only god in existence. Other deities vie for dominance, their worlds and worshipers clashing with his own. To secure his survival, Nathan must navigate divine politics, outwit his rivals, and inspire his people to believe in him above all others. Will Nathan rise as a benevolent creator, or will desperation drive him to become a tyrant in his quest for worship? The fate of his world—and his existence—rests in the hands of his creations. In this new life as a god, the rules are clear: Create. Cultivate. Survive.
InkwovenTales · 19K Views

the start of it all

In the bustling streets of Delhi, 16-year-old Ravi discovered something about himself that would change his life forever. Born and raised in the heart of the city, Ravi always felt a deep connection to the culture and history of the Rajputs, the warrior caste of Hinduism known for their bravery and loyalty. One day, while exploring the ancient temples and ruins scattered throughout the city, Ravi stumbled upon a group of priests performing a sacred ceremony. Mesmerized by the ritualistic chants and colorful offerings, he felt a sense of belonging wash over him. It was then that he realized he was meant to be a part of this ancient religion that had shaped the history of his people. As Ravi delved deeper into the teachings of Hinduism, he discovered a world filled with gods and goddesses, legends and myths, and a profound sense of spirituality that resonated with his soul. He spent hours studying sacred texts and meditating in quiet temples, seeking guidance and enlightenment from the divine. But as Ravi immersed himself in his newfound faith, he also uncovered a mystery that would challenge his beliefs and shake the foundations of his faith. Dark whispers of ancient curses and long-forgotten secrets haunted his dreams, leading him on a dangerous quest to unravel the truth behind the legends of the Rajputs. With each step he took, Ravi's resolve grew stronger, fueled by his unwavering faith and determination to uncover the mysteries of his heritage. As he delved deeper into the shadows of the past, he discovered that the true power of Hinduism lay not in ancient rituals or sacred traditions, but in the strength and courage of those who dared to challenge destiny and forge their own path. And so, as Ravi stood at the crossroads of fate, he knew that he had found his true calling as a warrior of the spirit, bound by the timeless bond of faith and destiny that had guided his ancestors for generations. And as he embraced his newfound identity as a Hindu, he knew that his journey had only just begun, filled with mystery, adventure, and the eternal promise of enlightenment.
Ansh_singh_7250 · 242 Views
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