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Dreamwalker: Reign of the Heavenly Sovereign

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.
Realistic_Fantasy · 17K Views

The Ghost of Portugal

its the year 2014 14 Year old João Félix is a prodigious young talent playing in FC Porto's youth academy. Though physically undersized, he demonstrates exceptional spatial intelligence, technique, and tactical awareness. His teammates call him “O Mago” (The Magician) for the way he creates opportunities from impossible angles. His family is supportive but modest—his father a teacher, his brother Hugo a fellow academy player. But João’s rise halts abruptly when he is cut from the FC Porto youth system, with the reason cited as “developmental concerns” (a euphemism for being too small and not physically developed enough). The decision devastates him. Suddenly, the player everyone was talking about disappears from the football world. Teammates stop replying to his messages. His name fades from league records. No clubs call. João becomes invisible. He returns to Viseu, haunted by shame and self-doubt. He refuses to train. Watches old match footage in silence. The once-prodigy now battles depression and isolation. Then, during a solo jog, João notices a man watching him from afar. This man, Tiago, introduces himself as a former analyst from Porto. He presents João with a notebook—filled with diagrams and data focused solely on João’s off-the-ball movements. Tiago offers him something no one else has: belief and a new system of training. He calls it “Jogo Sem Bola”—the game without the ball. João accepts. He will train in secret. No spotlight. No club. No recognition. Just the work.
GOAT7 · 16.4K Views

The End of the Betrothal

**Chronotopic Framework** The narrative inhabits a Sinocentric parallel universe where ancient cosmology permeates hypermodernity. Temporal strata include: - **2005**: The Gu clan immolation in Jiangnan’s lotus marshes—108 kin consumed by *Nirvanic Fire* bearing the Celestial Court’s sigils. - **2025**: Gu Chen’s descent from Kunlun’s glacial ziggurats, bearing twin legacies—the *Golden Meridian* pulse diagnosis and *Bagua* death touch refined over two decades. - **Warring States Era Echoes**: Spectral visions of the *Qilin’s martyrdom during the casting of the *Xuanyuan Blade* in molten stardust. Spatial axes oscillate between Kunlun’s *Nine Dragons Altar—where the *Shennong Crucible* brews primordial chaos—and Shanghai’s vertiginous skyscrapers, where boardroom mergers veil blood oaths. The apotheosis unfolds during a *Crimson Hyacinth Eclipse* where celestial mechanics and human will collide. --- #### **Protagonist & Existential Paradox** **Gu Chen**, last scion of the eradicated *Golden Pulse* lineage, embodies the healer-warrior antinomy: *a saint who must become deicide*. His vendetta against the Celestial usurpers unravels as he discovers his quintuple betrothals are geomancy rituals to siphon China’s *Dragon Vein Qi* into the Kunlun Abyss. The **cardinal conflict** bifurcates: 1. **Ontological**: His Hippocratic oath clashes with the *Qilin Scar*’s wrath—a living tattoo that erupts in fractal flames during berserker states. 2. **Cosmological**: Destroying the celestial hierarchy risks unstitching the *Three Realms’* Taiji membrane, unleashing primordial *Hundun* chaos. --- #### **Narrative Architecture** **1. Inciting Catalyst** Gu’s descent with a moth-eaten marriage scroll binding five aristocrats: - **Ye Qingxue (Metal)**: Cryogenic pharmaceutical magnate whose spinal *Bagua scars* resonate with Gu massacre coordinates. Her monthly *Golden Needle* detox sessions leak memories of the Celestial pyromancers. - **Lin Jiuge (Water)**: Silver-screen siren clutching a jade *bi-disc—plundered from Gu’s mother’s rigor mortis grip—containing microfilm exposing *Project Black Tortoise*’s transgenic plagues. **2. Ascending Peripeteia** **Su Hongxui (Wood)**, the whip-wielding martial matriarch, drags Gu into her clan’s armory to decipher a stela: *“When Phoenix Quintessence ignites the Qilin’s Crucible, Heaven’s Mandate shatters.”* This catalyzes tripartite trials: - **Corporate Geomancy**: Ye’s hostile takeover unleashes *Feng Shui* miasmas in Lujiazui’s stock exchange, turning bankers into *Qi*-vampiric husks. - **Cinematic Necromancy**: Lin’s film set becomes a *Jiangshi* hive; Gu deploys *Flying Silver Needles* to sever corpse-demons’ *Du Mai* energy channels. **3. Cataclysmic Crescendo** The fifth fiancée, **Dantai Mingyue (Fire),** unveils her role as a celestial sleeper cell during Hong Kong’s harbor conflagration. Amidst exploding LNG tankers, she hisses, “Your blood isn’t a key—it’s the enzyme for their theogony!” * The denouement at Kunlun’s zenith during the *Nine Luminaries Conjunction: - **Ethical Abyss**: Ye self-injects a *Huangdi*-strain retrovirus, demanding Gu annihilate four fiancées for the antidote. - **Cosmogonic Duel**: Gu simultaneously channels the *Shennong Crucible* to filter tainted *Qi* while parrying Dantai’s *Xingtian* mech-suit with the *Xuanyuan Blade*’s spacetime-slashing edge. **4. Ambiguous Resolution** The epilogue reveals Gu severing the Celestial *Qi* umbilical at the cost of his Qilin essence. Three cosmic riddles endure: - The absent *Purple Pivot Star* in the betrothal astrolabe hints at a sixth fiancée—Gu’s supposedly stillborn twin. - Dantai’s quantum-entangled AI core (exposed via retinal glitches) probes whether synthetic consciousness can house *human* souls. - A post-credits hologram shows Lin decrypting footage of Gu’s father preserved in a *Project Kunlun 002* cryopod guarded by terracotta androids.
Kirby_HK · 5.9K Views

Dreamwalker: Reign of the Heavenly Sovereign!

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.
Realistic_Fantasy · 51.1K Views

Crazy Blood Demon

My new villain novel: Demonic Skeleton God Just a warning the first few chapters may be worse because I wrote them when I couldn't write well but in my opinion 18+ chapters will be much better than the previous ones, please give it a chance. I was pretty inspired by ORV to begin with, so if that bothers you you can leave. Because I've been annoyed by people who've read 5 chapters and say it's a copy. The first 7 chapters it's going to be very similar to 40 chapters it's going to be a little bit similar and then not at all. Bob Reloud was a strange kid—psychopathic, autistic, and introverted. On the surface, he didn't fit the typical image of a psychopath, but when he got angry, he became something else entirely: a bloodthirsty predator, driven purely by instinct. The first sign of his violent nature emerged in kindergarten when he was just five. A classmate destroyed his favourite toy car, a cherished gift from his grandfather. Enraged, Bob's face turned red, and foam gathered at the corners of his mouth. In a fit of uncontrollable fury, he gouged the boy's eye, causing severe injuries that left the child hospitalized for a week. His parents, horrified, took him to a psychiatrist who reviewed footage of the incident. But when the psychiatrist met Bob, he found a calm, seemingly ordinary autistic boy. After weekly sessions revealed nothing abnormal beyond his autism, the psychiatrist concluded that it was an isolated incident—a strange, unexplainable outburst. However, Bob's parents remained cautious, assigning him a special tutor and treating him with apprehension, afraid to provoke another violent episode. One evening, his father came home drunk, as he often did, and began his habit of throwing insults at Bob's mother. Bob had grown accustomed to these rants. Afterward, his father sat down to watch football. Bob, fiddling with a stolen phone, accidentally blasted music at full volume. Bob’s dad started beating him, and his mom tried to calm him down, but it was too late. Bob became extremely angry, went into his psycho mode, and murdered his parents. Officer Danzel responded to the call. Breaking down the door, he was met with a chilling scene: a boy covered in dried blood, sitting calmly on the couch, the decomposing corpses of his parents beside him. "Don't move, or I'll shoot!" Danzel barked, his hand on his gun. Bob raised his hands. Danzel covered up the murders, taking Bob under his wing. Over the years, he moulded Bob into a spy and assassin—a tool for his purposes. Bob excelled at killing, but he despised espionage, finding it tedious. Worse still, Danzel kept him trapped, threatening to expose his past if he ever tried to leave. Eventually, Bob devised a plan to free himself. Over months, he deliberately botched missions, creating enough trouble to provoke Danzel's wrath. Finally, Danzel snapped. Now, Bob stood on the subway platform, a grin on his face and a backpack on his shoulders. For the first time, he felt free. Boarding the train, Bob heard the powerful voice of the demon. The apocalypse was about to begin, and his story could finally unfold.
Morfus · 125.9K Views

Battle in Camo: The Warfront Beyond the Veil

The year was 20XX, and the United States of America, once the self-proclaimed leader of the free world, had become its own worst enemy. It all started with an egoist president, a man who campaigned on rage and ruled with greed. He promised to "Make America Great Again—For Real This Time." But his policies weren't about greatness. They were about power. About control. The economy crumbled under the weight of corruption. Infrastructure collapsed. The rich hoarded resources, while the poor scraped for survival. The people who had voted for him—out of desperation, ignorance, or sheer stupidity—realized too late they had been sold a lie. Then came the phrase that changed everything. "Deny, Defend, Depose." It started as graffiti on city walls. A whisper in underground forums. A chant in the streets. It was a call to arms, a beacon for the oppressed. And it had a name attached to it. Luigi Mango. A man who shouldn't have existed. A man who the government feared more than war itself. Some called him a hero. Others called him a terrorist. The government labeled him Public Enemy Number One, blaming him for the assassination of a powerful healthcare CEO—a man whose greed had denied millions access to life-saving treatments. But there was a problem. The evidence didn't add up. The security footage was grainy. The photo of the alleged killer didn't match Luigi's description. And the timeline placed him miles away from the crime scene. Was Luigi Mango even real? Or was he just a fabrication, a symbol people created to give their anger a name? Either way, the world was watching. Luigi was thrown into a high-security prison, cut off from the outside world. The government threatened to execute him if the protests didn't stop. But instead of quelling the rebellion, the move backfired. The people took to the streets, their chants echoing through the ruins of once-great cities: "Free Luigi Mango!" The phrase became a rallying cry, a symbol of resistance against a corrupt and broken system. Graffiti of Luigi's face—often accompanied by the words "Deny, Defend, Depose"—covered every wall. Protesters wore T-shirts with his name, and social media was flooded with hashtags demanding his release. But the government didn't relent. They doubled down, deploying the military to crush the uprising. Cities burned. The streets ran red with blood. Yet, the people refused to back down. They had nothing left to lose. As America tore itself apart, the rest of the world saw an opportunity. Countries that had long resented American dominance began to flex their power. Nations formed new alliances. Old rivalries erupted into full-scale war. The first bomb dropped on Washington D.C. at 3:42 AM. By sunrise, New York was burning. The president, in his final act of desperation, launched nuclear weapons at anyone he deemed a threat. China. Russia. The Middle East. Even European allies weren't spared. The world retaliated. Fire consumed the planet. And then, the portals appeared. During a brutal battle, a strange rift materialized on the battlefield—a swirling vortex of light and energy in the shape of a gate. The soldiers, the governments, the rebels—all froze. It was as if time itself held its breath. The smell of burning corpses and gunpowder still filled the air, but for the first time in years, there was silence.
codeddiass · 791 Views

Hearts of Eldoria

In the realm of Eldoria, the lineage of the First King was blessed-or cursed-by the gods themselves. Each descendant of the royal family bore a mark of longevity, gifted with extended life far beyond mortals. But this gift came with a dire price: they must forsake true love to sustain their power and prosperity. As centuries passed, kingdoms rose and fell under the watchful, enigmatic gaze of the royal family. Despite the collapse of their once-mighty kingdom due to the gods' wrath, remnants of the royal bloodline thrived in secrecy, wielding immense wealth and influence unknown to ordinary humans. Now, on the cusp of a new era, the time has come for the next heir to ascend. Elenia, a descendant marked for greatness, stands at the threshold of assuming leadership. Yet, tradition dictates that to continue the bloodline, she must produce an heir. The catch: this can only be achieved by finding her soulmate-a near-impossible task given the family's isolation and the sacrifices demanded by their longevity. Faced with the choice between love and duty, Elenia grapples with her heart's desire and the weight of familial expectations. Should she defy tradition, risking the wrath of gods and the future of her lineage, to pursue a love that might break the curse? Or will she uphold the ancient rituals, ensuring the survival of her family but condemning herself to a life devoid of true companionship? As Eldoria teeters on the brink of change, Elenia's decision will not only shape her own destiny but also determine the fate of her entire lineage. In a world where gods and mortals collide, where power and love intertwine, the choice between tradition and heart may prove to be the ultimate test of her strength and resilience.
Natalia_Roswell · 536 Views

Forever Remember: A Vampire's possession.

[Warning: mature content] She is his salvation. An integral part of his plot to escape fate. And she is half-breed, an abomination to his kind. A sin he was not supposed to commit to. King Belial, third King of the kingdom of Cerian Isle endures the curse of his parents mistakes. He is cursed with an uncontrollable demon that is bound to awaken upon the appointed time to wipe out his entire race.But like all spells and curses, there was always a loophole to. And he found his- The blood of a half-breed Kissed by the darkness. After centuries of endless sorrow, sleepless nights And hopeless search, he found her the cure to her curse. A drop of her blood, his drive, his addiction. Meryl Claire Aldaine Has spent all her life color in between the lines. Being the perfect daughter of two renowned and high class college professors at Glee Point’s only college; a town Somewhere in the Middle East of the globe. She lives her normal live and ambitious dreams like any adult her age would.But her life as she knows it takes a huge turn when she is abducted by a bunch of mysterious men on a fated night. She finds herself in a cringe worthy world different from the world she knows. A world that redefines her perspective of everything she has ever known a world where her life becomes a twisted mystery and the skin of her true self begins to peel out. Lost in the chaos of trying to make sense of the happenings in her life, she is ushered into her self discovery path that offers no way back. A truth about her true identity and what she really is; a half breed, who will be the salvation of the entire vampire race. Truth about herself that might change her life forever. A truth that releases a darkness no one ever anticipated. Maximus has devoted her entire life to finding a cure to his brother’s curse. It was the only thing he ever knew and ever recognized until he met her. His brother’s antidote. A promissory That was not his to keep. They met at the wrong circumstances and their relationship started on the wrong footage. But they are found in the center of a love triangle. An adversary that is bound to destroy them all.
MercieObeng · 15.6K Views
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