Cinder Spires Recap

In a world where power is woven into the soul by birthright, seven elemental Threads govern all existence—Flame, Tide, Gale, Stone, Light, Shadow, and Spark. These primordial forces shape the very fabric of reality, granting every child an Affinity drawn from the Source. To be born is to awaken to power. To awaken is to serve the weave. From peasant to emperor, none escape the loom of destiny. But destiny is a lie carefully spun. Long before Valeria’s spires reached skyward, before mortals were crowned with flame and storm, there was an Eighth Thread—Void. Unnamed and unbound, it defied the order of the Seven. Where others commanded element and form, Void offered choice. And choice... was dangerous. So they erased it. Buried its memory. Purged its name. And rewrote the world without it. Centuries pass, and the weave remains unbroken—until a single child is born without a Thread. Kael Draevyn, a boy with no Affinity, marked as a flaw in a perfect world. Cast out, forgotten, and broken by a system that denies his very existence. But when lightning cleaves the sky and the Source shudders, the Void stirs once more. Now awakened to a system unlike any before—the Void Engine—Kael finds himself outside the laws of power, a ghost in a world of flames and crowns. Hunted for what he is. Feared for what he could become. And with every step he takes, the ancient lie begins to unravel. The weave is fraying. The forgotten Thread has returned. And Kael must decide: will he mend the world that cast him out—or become the chaos it cannot contain?

In the depths of Tobaballe, Nin Urtuan is working as hard as he can to rise up. But with so much competition, it seems like only luck will get you a better life. One day, in a seemingly unfortunate turn of events where he runs into the voluptuous and mysterious Spire-Lord, Iishar Ho. Taking Nin with her, she shows him a secret within the Crown, a means to get ahead. The path of least resistance is so enamouring.  Setting out for the shores of the Molten Sea, at the base of the holy Anvil-Peak Mountain, Nin loses himself in the wonder of it. Behind his back, another deal unfolds, luck not for him, but for those high above in the Crown. A slaver of an unknown, spine-quilled race shoots him unconscious. The slaver loads him up, ready to ship Nin and so many others off to Jherikra.  A land of towering mountains, emerald winds, arcane beauty and monstrous horror! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- No rewrites going on right now. (Multi-PoV, 1st Person) For reference: (If a chapter is marked with a ---- before Base, Incline or Peak, it means it is being edited throughout the day.)

At the edge of Elmspire Valley, nestled within towering spires and marble halls, lies Hillstead University—a place known for prestige, secrecy, and power older than history itself. At Hillstead University, nothing is ever as it seems. Beneath the ancient stone and silver halls lies a power long forgotten… waiting to awaken. Five strangers arrive from different worlds—each carrying secrets, scars, and no idea what binds them together. Until the arc calls to them. An elemental force, older than them. A legacy buried beneath silence. And a destiny none of them asked for. As strange events unfold and danger closes in, they begin to change—each touched by a different force of nature. But power never comes without a cost. Enemies lurk in shadows. The past begins to stir. And if they don’t unite in time, the arc may tear them apart. This is the rise of something ancient. This is Arcbound.

One day, Siegfried woke up to find himself transported to a world of swords and magic. Powerless and unarmed, he was entrusted with the task of saving a kingdom. Since ancient times, the strong have relied on their fists, and the rich on their wealth. But what about those who have nothing? Guess they'll have to rely on their silver tongue. “Well, for starters, let’s swindle a lady knight for fun~” -------------------------------------------- I strolled through the grand and bustling medieval royal city, and climbed the towering magical spire that reached the skies. I’ve seen beautiful, elegant elves with long lifespans, and ancient dragons that blotted out the sun. I’ve once led thousands into battle across the war-torn plains, and also clinked mugs with comrades in the rowdy adventurers’ taverns. I’ve recorded these wild and fantastical experiences in my handbook, hoping they’ll be sung for generations to come.

Lukas opens his eyes in a world that isn’t his own. Reincarnated into the noble Stoneheart family, he remembers nothing of his past life—no name, no face, only a chilling certainty that he has lived before. Shadows of forgotten battles and whispers in the dark haunt his dreams, leaving him restless and searching for answers. But the world Lukas is reborn into is far from peaceful. Ten years ago, a towering black spire appeared from nowhere, stretching endlessly into the clouds. The Tower. A place of deadly trials, monsters, and unimaginable treasures. Many enter seeking power, glory, and riches. Few ever return. Now seventeen, Lukas has become a prodigy at the Empire’s Academy, hiding a secret that sets him apart from every other fighter—a dark and ominous mana lurking inside him, awakened during a terrifying night and forging a second, mysterious mana core within his body. Graduation marks the beginning of his true journey. Driven by instinct, ambition, and the pull of the unknown, Lukas sets his sights on the Tower. Floor by floor, he will face savage beasts, cunning rivals, and secrets that could shake the very foundations of the world—and perhaps finally reveal the truth of who he once was. In a world where only legends survive the climb, Lukas must rise to claim his destiny… or fall like countless others into the Tower’s eternal darkness.

In a neon-lit city where memories can be stolen and sold as currency, tormented ex-cop Kyren Sable is haunted by fragments of his lost past. Drawn into a vast conspiracy that blends technology and ancient sorcery, he finds himself protecting an enigmatic woman—Celestine Vale—whose existence holds the key to a forgotten prophecy. As corporate overlords manipulate dreams and rebel factions stir in the shadows, Kyren must navigate betrayals and impossible choices. Every confrontation pushes him closer to the edge of sanity, forcing him to question the nature of reality itself. The stakes grow cosmic: memories begin to literally shape the world, and the boundary between love and oblivion blurs. When even one’s name can be erased, Kyren faces a final question—what will he sacrifice to reclaim a truth beyond dreams?

They sent me to Haeven’s End – a decaying shithole town choked by permanent Fog – to find out why five government investigators vanished. Should’ve been simple. Uncover the rot beneath the surface, write the exposé, collect my paycheck. Fuck the countryside. Fuck the Fog that tastes like static and moves wrong. Fuck the locals with their rehearsed lies and eyes that slide away like oil. But this town… it’s got teeth buried deep. That Fog ain’t weather. It’s hungry. The church with its spire like a stone knife? Murals that itch behind your eyes? And the silence… Christ, the silence weighs more than the mist. They told me the investigators finished their work and left. Bullshit. Something ancient sleeps here, wrapped in grey. Something that watches. Now the static’s in my blood. The whispers make sense. And the Fog? It knows my name. Truth’s my trade, but some truths crack your world open and let the dark pour in. Finding out why they vanished might cost more than my story. It might cost what’s left of me. Welcome to Haeven’s End. Don’t stay after curfew.

WSA 2025 The narrative follows a gamer who, after selecting the "Awakened Cinder" class in the game Fractured Dawn, finds himself transported into the game's world. However, this version of the game is devoid of its usual interfaces—no UI, no tutorials, and no second chances. Each death strips away a part of his memories and identity, immersing him deeper into a perilous reality. The protagonist, now known as Riven, must navigate the treacherous Witherlands, confronting formidable foes like the Gravemare and Dreamborn Horrors, while uncovering the mysteries of Emberlight, Grace, and Cindershrines. His journey is one of survival, self-discovery, and challenging the very fabric of this fractured world. If you want to have a discussion about the novel, kindly tap on the discord group link-> https://discord.gg/M6T4vEQRuZ

[Welcome Z-Streamer H48VW3. Your Stats have been evaluated and your rank is... E] 'The day I heard this, I had thought those words were the symphony of my death sentence. But when I looked up my System, I discovered that entering the Tower was not my end, but only the beginning.' [Name: Mee Min-ho, Rank: E] [Affinities, Equipment] [Inventory, Shop] [Coins: 0] [Developer Options] 'Developer options?' Min-ho stood shocked, wondering what this strange option was on his System menu. *** No one remembers when the Z-Tower appeared. One day, it tore the sky open — a spire of stone and lightning, challenging the gods themselves. Its purpose is a mystery. But to the world, it’s legend. Salvation for the desperate. A graveyard for the greedy. Every three years, the Tower opens. And every three years, the bold — Z-Streamers — step inside. They fight monsters, traps, and each other, risking their lives for views, glory, and unimaginable fortune. Most never return. Min-ho didn’t want glory. He wanted peace. But with debts crushing him, and a sister struggling for her life in a hospital bed, he had no choice but to enter the Tower’s deadly games. Fate handed him one chance: a broken System. A glitch that lets him steal the Sponsored Gifts of other Z-Streamers. Armed with this dangerous power, Min-ho begins his climb — stealing, scheming, surviving. But the Tower is watching. And the Tower doesn’t forgive those who cheat its game. *** Disclaimer: As an author and story lover, I value relationships and character dynamics above all else. At its core, this story is about people—how they struggle, grow, and endure together. That means the early chapters lean more toward setup and emotional groundwork. In other words, this will be a slow burner at first. But trust me—when it hits, it hits hard. Thanks for giving it a shot. Happy reading! :)

In the fire-bound kingdom of Solvyris, Princess Seris Embervale has always walked a thin line between duty and defiance. As heir to the Ember Throne and the last of the royal Emberbloods—those with the rare ability to bond directly with elemental flame—Seris is expected to rule, to marry for power, and to suppress the dangerous hunger of fire that grows within her soul. But when Kaelen Thorne, a mysterious skyborn emissary from the realm of winds, infiltrates the palace and pulls Seris into a long-buried prophecy, everything changes. A forgotten Mirror Gate awakens. Dreams begin to bleed into reality. And beneath the palace, the Crown of Cinders—a relic said to grant dominion over fire itself—begins to stir after three centuries of silence. As Seris and Kaelen delve into ancient secrets and elemental alliances long fractured, they uncover a truth more terrifying than war: the elemental balance between fire, air, earth, and water is unraveling. A forgotten enemy is moving in the shadows, and the first move has already been made. To protect her people and prevent the world from being consumed by the rebirth of Primordial Flame, Seris must embrace the fire inside her and confront a legacy of power that has destroyed those who came before her. But the deeper her bond with Kaelen grows, the more precarious her choices become—because loving him could ignite the very war she’s sworn to stop. And wearing the crown may save the world… …or set it ablaze.

The Stone Emperor, freed from his stony slumber, marched north with Kael’s dagger in hand, his veins burning with vengeance. Along the way, he forged uneasy alliances—a rogue Vein-Touched scholar, a witch bound to the old gods, and a scarred mercenary with a grudge. Together, they carved a bloody path toward the Black Spire, where the noblewoman, now a writhing abomination of flesh and shadow, awaited. In their final battle, the Emperor unleashed Crimson Blood Genesis, drowning her in a storm of molten ruby. Her last scream faded as her body dissolved—not into death, but into something worse. The dagger pulsed. Hungry.

Time Gap Queen and the Alpha Apex Predators series will continue in this Novel. Time is at the brink of running out for Kai to find a safe place to hide Victoria from the Vampire Covenant as other threats begin to rise. Vampires from other dimensional worlds begin to lurk on Earth as they await the go-ahead to kill Victoria. Worry strikes Kai's mind and heart because he doesn't know if she'll get her votes, but even if she does, it's inevitable that vampires from every species will strike to kill his mate. With time slipping away, he and his friends also keep trying to search for Grandpa Vlad, the Collin Coven Headmaster because he needs his help to prepare for a rumored Vampiric World War Three to transpire. Not to mention, it's time they all faced their biggest rivals who want to steal Victoria and Kai's sister-in-law Zoey to make their Coven the strongest. Can Kai take on these threats from other Alpha vampires that either want his mate for themselves or wish to kill her? Will Kai be able to transform Victoria into her true form as a vampiress or will her fate to live be demised too soon? While Kai and his friends are doing what it takes to ensure his pregnant mate survives long enough to turn her on the Brightest Blue Moon, Victoria still struggles to keep her time-gap gift under control. As the Brightest Blue Moon nears, her psychic time-gap gift to mentally travel to the past keeps getting stronger. At the same time, she's trying to prepare herself for motherhood to care for her immortal babies. Nothing gets any easier when she has countless maniac vampires and their Alphas trying to kill her. In her futile attempt to keep herself and her unborn vamp babies protected against these intelligent vampires, she learns quickly that it's nearly impossible. As usual, she fights for her survival. At the same time, she's drawn closer to Kai because of the blue moon, but a part of her heart is still snared by her first lover. Between their ups and downs as a fated couple, they always find a way to balance each other. The first novel called: "Time Gap Queen and the Alpha Apex Predators" is still under editing and needs to be rewritten to fix some flaws I made with the FL, but it is completed. "DO NOT" let those flaws reflect on this novel because it will take time to fix them. This is my first time writing a series like this, so it's been a learning experience for me with writing a Fl. The story isn't all romance. This storyline runs deeper than that, and the vampires aren't weak. Also, it's only labeled as historical because the FL can mentally travel to past events in ancient times. This second Novel will be dark, gory, murderous, bloody, and steamy hot like the first one. You've been warned. Further warnings will be added as needed in certain chapters. Recaps will be added to grasp certain events and the vampires' way of life. Overall, the story will take a whole new direction, so you can read it as a standalone if you don't wish to read it the first novel. I will leave reference chapters from the first novel for you to read if you want to glance at it. Enjoy the action and suspense with these bloodthirsty vampires and vampiresses. Feel free to follow me on Discord: sara88#4303

MYTHS, LEGENDS, CHRONICLES AND TALES OF WAR: They whisper from the scorched earth and the drowned depths, etched on crumbling steel and sung in the funeral of forgotten peoples. Some true, some false, spun from fear and the fading memory of glory. But one truth bleeds through them all, a crimson thread in the tapestry of ruin: BLOODSHED, PAIN, SUFFERING. The rot began not in mortal hearts, but in the heavens themselves. GREED, a serpent coiling around divine thrones. JEALOUSY, a poison in ambrosial cups. SPITE, a dagger plunged by brother into brother. UNCHECKED EGOS that scraped the vault of stars. UNTAMED RAGE that cracked the foundations of the world. I saw it unfold, this symphony of annihilation. While the OLYMPIANS, thunderbolts like wrathful serpents, clashed against the NORSE GODS whose axes sang the doom-song of Yggdrasil, the very Tree groaning under their fury... Below, the ATLANTEANS, masters of crystal and crushing tide, and the celestial SHENS, weavers of elemental harmony, tore at each other’s throats in a BLOODLUST for dominion over realms mortals could scarce comprehend. And then, the venomous strike: the ORISHAS, their brilliance dimmed by envy for the opulent DEVAS and graceful DEVIS, whispering secrets to the shadows. They forged an unholy compact with the cunning, myriad-faced YOKAIS, turning their combined might not outward, but inward, to rend the very empire they coveted. A betrayal that drowned golden spires in the divine river of ichor. All the carnage. All the destruction. Wrought before my very eyes. The horror was not merely in the scale, but in the instrument. The HEKA. My creations. Forged not in malice, but for advancement; tools to sculpt mountains, to calm storms, to heal wounds that rent the sky. Tempered for justice; blades meant to sever chains of oppression, shields to guard the innocent and lowly. Conceived in peace, instruments to bridge gaps between realms, to weave understanding where only suspicion grew. Yet, grasped by hands steeped in greed, they became engines of torment. The HEKA that could mend bones sundered souls.Weapons that could summon light ignited funeral pyres for continents. That could command the seas drowned civilizations. Each glorious purpose twisted, inverted, used to INFLICT PAIN and CAUSE GRIEF on a scale that scarred the cosmos. I, HOGREGORON, the Maker, watched. Helpless, filled with regrets. My forge-fire cooled to chambers of shame. When the dust settled, eons later, it was not dust, but the ASHES OF GODS. The thunder fell silent. The axes lay shattered. The crystal cities were glass tombs on ocean floors. The celestial harmonies were discordant echoes. The vibrant courts of Devas and Orishas were silent sepulchers. No triumphant paeans echoed. No victors raised banners on the scorched and sundered earth. Only silence, thick and suffocating, broken by the mournful wind whistling through the skeletal remains of Yggdrasil, through the broken columns of Olympus, through the drowned halls of Atlantis. NO WINNERS. NONE VICTORIOUS. I stood alone. HOGREGORON. The Last. The Remnant. Upon a plain that stretched into desolation, where once vibrant realms had pulsed with divine energy, now only CHAOS reigned; a landscape twisted by final, cataclysmic magics, raw and weeping. No survivors.

If motion can change... then so can I.” Luma never meant to chase the wind—until it whispered back. When a mysterious traveler drops a scroll with cryptic truths and vanishes into the trees, her world of ordinary village paths and riverbend games cracks open to a universe ruled not by magic, but by the laws of nature itself. In a realm where physics and reality intertwine, Luma finds herself entangled in a journey that will test her courage, intelligence, and the very shape of her soul. Alongside Elder Ion—her enigmatic mentor who speaks in riddles and revelations—she faces robed figures who vanish into thin air, machines that run on unseen forces, and truths that fracture everything she thought was real. > Action explodes when the Spire’s Hall of Equilibrium is torn apart by an unseen wave of energy, scattering its scholars and nearly ending Ion’s life. In the Crimson Wastes, Luma uses Newton's laws to counterbalance a collapsing bridge, dragging an unconscious Nico to safety. And in a heart-stopping confrontation at the Bridge of Laws, she calculates her own fall mid-air—turning gravity into her weapon. Through every step, Luma grows—not just in knowledge, but in fire. "I don’t want to control the world. I want to understand it. That’s the difference between us." The Realm of Physis is a science fantasy saga where discovery becomes destiny. Each chapter pulses with tension, warmth, humor, and the power of thinking deeply in a world that punishes curiosity. Because when understanding becomes rebellion… Even gravity must answer to will. discord @gabfred4_38225

In the Spire your value is determined by the goddess's favor. For Creed, that favor expired a long time ago. But a voice has provided him with an alternative. A lethal "gift".

In the shimmering realm of Celestara, where the Veil of Stars weaves magic into every breath, a love destined to defy darkness ignites under a fractured sky. Elyndra, a radiant starlight princess with a heart ablaze with hope, and Tavion, a stoic Starborn heir marked by an ancient curse, are bound by a ritual gone wrong—a shadow that shatters their world and steals a star from the heavens. As shadow beasts ravage their enchanted forests and the Crystal Spire trembles, their love becomes the key to saving their realm—or dooming it forever. Plunged into a labyrinth of the Veil’s depths, they face the Betrayer’s echo, a soul-stealing curse that tests their bond with every step. From the whispering forests of the Whispering Dawn to the molten heart of the Earth’s Core, Elyndra and Tavion sacrifice memories, dreams, and nearly their lives, their starlight and ice magics dancing in a symphony of resistance. Allies like the fierce Ryn, the vine-wielding Asha, and mystical guardians—Seraphine, Gorran, and the enigmatic Sylvara—join their fight, but enemies like the cunning Kael Draven and his shadow wolves rise, their power fueled by the Hollow Core’s dark pulse. This is no ordinary tale—it’s an endless odyssey where love is both weapon and wound, where every victory births a new mystery. Will their vow to heal Celestara’s dual hearts—the Veil and the Earth—hold against a curse that reshapes their very souls? Or will the final shadow guardian claim them, leaving the Spire in ruins and the stars to fade? Dive into Veil of Starlit Vows, where romance ignites the night, magic rewrites destiny, and every chapter pulses with the thrill of an unbroken journey—because in Celestara, love never ends, and neither does the fight.

The sky was once a canvas of peace, a sanctuary for the weary. But now it lay as an eternal reminder of humanity's impending downfall. Six years ago, the demons finally came out of hiding. They used the humans as sacrifices for Satan's growing power. Gabriel Cain, a widower who had his everything taken from him, shall make it his duty to venture into hell with the Black Sun Resistance for the purpose of saving everyone and avenging those he lost.

It was a day like any other in the city of London. Citizens were proceeding with their jobs, and the weather was trash as usual. Every day was the same; workers going to work, traffic, students going to school. London was protected by a barrier to prevent any type of demon to enter. Demons are the main threat since the beginning of 2021. Now, the year is 2040 and it has been 19 years since demons have been on the surface of the earth. There are 5 demon classes. Class 1 (weak demons), Class 2 (Intermediate demons), Class 3 (Strong demons) Class 4 (super-strong demons) Class 5 (The godlike). Although it is rare for Class 4 and 5 demons to appear, they always send their spires to and human flesh and bring it to them. When a threat alike first appeared, humans were defenceless, however, it was at the beginning of 2022 that humans started to evolve. Humans started to obtain mysterious powers now called blessings. Blessing are powered humans have managed to receive through evolution to increase their physical power, spirit etc. Blessings are based around elementals. If humans elemental is fire, then his blessing with be based around fire elemental. The ranger organisation which is located in Berlin also gives flying skates to the blessed ones to ease their transportation. There are many types of elementals but the basic ones are fire, water, wind, rock, metal. These basic elementals create a branch of a variety of advanced elementals. Only 30% of the population have blessings, so this means any person who has an elemental is destined to become a ranger.

"your name, " My fingers grazed her cheek, gently brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her eyes seemingly following my every move. The way her soft skin felt under my touch seemed to suspend time, the only sound the soft rustle of leaves above. " is just a beautiful as you." He did not know her name yet-not in this life-but he knew the shape of her sorrow. He had watched her die once, in a past blurred by time and dreams. Now, as the wind curled like smoke around the spires of the city, he felt it again: that impossible pull, as if the world had shifted just slightly, calling him toward her. When war breaks out the truth of ecplise weapons is uncovered and the eternal cycle the two lover are stuck in is discovered

Tertha was never meant to exist. A world beyond the reach of Celestials, wrapped in chaos, carved by colossal forces. Ten continents stretch endlessly, cloaked in ancient forests, shifting labyrinths, and mountains that scratch the heavens. Yet even the mightiest races have only scratched the surface of its secrets. Eight dominant races claim the land. The wise Antropho, ever-hungry for knowledge. The Everin, guardians of the ancient wilds. The Gigant, rulers of the mountain spires. The Diablo, bringers of ruin. The Gromar, masters of craft. The Gravon, born hunters. The Furnox, wielders of ancient combat rites. And the Phantorune... whispers from the void. On Tertha, strength is law. Fighters crush with raw power. Mages command the arcane. Neva Warriors burn with lethal aura. And Element Benders? They bend the world itself. Then came the ambition. The greed. The hunger for absolute dominion. From the depths of darkness, the Phantorune forged a weapon of forbidden origin— A blade that cuts not just flesh... but the soul. They call it.. The Soul Sword. ---

A grizzled warrior treks an ancient land in search for his best friend. Two men of monoliths that joined to make a spire.

Year 2045. The blood-sucking creatures known as the Upiri rule the world. Twenty years after humanity’s defeat, the world is a gilded cage. The Upiri reign from towering spires; humans survive in the neon gutters below, their blood a currency. A masked swordsman drifts through this fractured era. No name. No past. Only a blade that should not exist, and a silence that speaks louder than words. When the last embers of rebellion ignite, he becomes the unlikely fulcrum between species. The Upiri call him Alterum-the Other. But in a dying world, to be the Other is to be either salvation… or annihilation.

In "The Dark Twilight," we dive into a world filled with mystery and danger as the heroine, Kaida, with her silver hair and blue eyes, embarks on a journey full of challenges to uncover the fate of her missing brother. The city, battered by rain and storms, hides dark secrets, especially the "Oblivion Spire," which is said to consume the souls of those who approach it. With an ancient book containing mysterious powers, Kaida faces evil creatures and incomprehensible forces while uncovering secrets beyond her expectations. In a world where myths intertwine with reality, Kaida begins to discover unexpected abilities, but the question remains: what is the true purpose of this book? And what role does she play in events greater than just the search for her brother?

When Kael awakens in a forest of cinders, surrounded by corpses and silence, his past is gone—but the world hasn't forgotten him. Branded by a glowing sigil he can’t explain and haunted by voices that aren’t his, Kael stumbles into a war he doesn’t remember starting. In his dreams, a woman calls his name. In the waking world, people fear it. As shadowy forces close in and fragments of forgotten power surface, Kael must confront the truth buried deep within his shattered memory: He wasn’t just erased. He was made to forget—for a reason. In a realm where magic feeds on emotion and memories hold power, Kael's search for identity may unravel reality itself. Dark fantasy, psychological mystery, and slow-burn romance collide in Ash & Echoes of a Broken Memory — a tale of rebirth, regret, and revelation.

In the transcendent realm of Elarion, where the very fabric of existence is woven with light, creation unfolds as a divine ballet of cosmic wonder. At the dawn of time, the Supreme Light ignites the Divine Flame—a brilliant torrent of celestial energy that sculpts vast cities of silver and gold, luminous rivers that sing, and soaring spires that pierce endless skies. In this majestic tapestry, balance, beauty, and boundless hope are born. The Rise of the Divine Triumvirate From the radiant embers emerges Seraphael, the first angel, his presence a beacon of unwavering duty and solemn honor. Clad in armor that reflects the ancient wisdom of the cosmos, he listens intently as the Supreme Light bestows upon him the sacred charge of protecting Elarion. His stoic countenance and quiet resolve set the cornerstone of divine order—a mantle of justice that will guide the realm through trials yet unseen. In the playful dance of creation, Azriel makes his entrance. His eyes sparkle with mirth and insight, and his ease with humor contrasts with the weighty destiny shared by his peers. Azriel’s laughter rings through the celestial corridors—a gentle reminder that even in the most serious moments, a spark of levity can illuminate hidden truths. His subtle, wry observations hint at an innate understanding of fate’s capricious nature. Then there is Liora, whose spirit burns with the intensity of compassion. She is not merely a warrior but the beating heart of Elarion, destined to champion the cause of love and sacrifice. Adorned in ever-shifting hues of crimson and gold, Liora feels every triumph and every sorrow of the realm as if they were her own. Her passionate nature assures that the angels’ strength will always be tempered with empathy, binding them together in the face of encroaching darkness. The Seed of Rebellion Yet, amid this harmonious awakening, whispers of discontent echo at the fringes of light. Malakar, once a devoted angel, begins to question the unyielding decrees of the Supreme Light. His initial doubts snowball into a fierce defiance that resonates with others who crave the freedom to choose their own destinies. When Malakar and his followers elect to forsake Elarion’s warm embrace, they are cast into an abyss where divine radiance falters. There, twisted by betrayal and sorrow, they are reborn as demons—a stark counterpoint to the celestial purity they once embodied. The Looming War As the first omens of darkness stir, the celestial host is forced to confront not only an external threat but the inner turbulence of doubt and loss. Guided by a prophecy etched into the very essence of existence, Seraphael, Azriel, and Liora rally the forces of light. Their campaign transcends a mere clash of might—it becomes an epic odyssey to reclaim the sanctity of creation and to reconcile the shattered echoes of what they once knew. Battles rage across the luminous plains of Elarion and beyond, where the armies of angels must grapple with their own frailties and the haunting allure of the fallen. As each confrontation unfolds, the heroes discover that the true conflict lies not just in defeating the demons, but in harmonizing the myriad facets of their being—honor, humor, and heart. The Final Confrontation In the ultimate crescendo, the celestial and the abyssal collide in a battle that sears the heavens and stirs the soul. Against the backdrop of a cosmos in turmoil, the combined spirit of the angels—fortified by their diverse strengths and deep, emotional bonds—rises to reclaim their destiny. Victory is not handed down by fate, but forged through sacrifice, unity, and the resilient affirmation that even in darkness, the light of compassion endures.

Born in chains. Bound by pride. Driven to rise. Terra is a world far beyond imagination. Fifteen times the size of Earth, its vast lands are carved into massive continents—each ruled by a dominant race, each steeped in centuries of power, pride, and bloodshed. It’s a realm of impossible scale and ancient secrets, where nine unforgiving seas sever nations, seven moons cast their gaze across the lands, and a blue-tinted sun burns in the sky—its eerie hue only noticeable to those foolish enough to stare... and go blind. Elves rule their emerald sanctuaries with grace and arrogance. Vampires reign in shadows, building empires beneath moonlight. Giants tower in the north, their steps shaping valleys. Dwarves dig into the bones of Terra, uncovering truths better left buried. Zombies thrive in their cursed homeland, bound by blood and curse alike. Beasts hunt, evolve, and claim dominion over the wilds. Monsters—twisted, ravenous—defy logic and sanity. And in the cracks between the continents, systems of power stir from their slumber. The Beastborn are born from divine blood yet branded lesser. Once proud, now shackled—enslaved across the world they helped shape. Arthur Morningstar is one of them. A slave. A beast. And more than anything… a man of unbearable pride. He does not seek to be a hero. He does not wish for peace. He wants freedom—not out of mercy, but because those who share his blood were never meant to kneel. As old legacies awaken and the forgotten whispers of Solomon’s lost throne echo across continents, Arthur’s journey begins not with destiny, but with defiance. This is not the tale of a savior. It’s the rise of a conqueror. He won’t change the system—he’ll reduce it to cinders and carve his throne from the ruins. The world chose violence… so he answered with war. *The cover art is not mine if the original artist wants me to take it down please contact me This story is currently being rewritten and reimagined* under a new title for the Webnovel Spirity Awards. The original version, *Unholy Ascension: Child of Dawn*, will remain published for now with no new chapters, but the updated and enhanced version—Child of Dawn—features improved pacing, deeper character development, and refined storytelling. If you'd like to experience the new journey from the beginning, please check out Child of Dawn on my profile. Thank you for your continued support!

Velstrae thrives on elemental obedience—where the gifted wield fire as law and the flameborn rule from the shadows. Liora, a servant girl with no elemental spark, was destined to live and die beneath nobles’ boots. Until the night she awakens a black flame—one no one can name and everyone fears. Branded as a threat to the realm, Liora becomes the Queen’s most wanted. Her only hope lies in fleeing across the fractured empire with allies she barely trusts, power she cannot control, and a fate whispered by ancient ruins: Ashborn. Heir to cinders. Sent to hunt her is Riven, the Queen’s most loyal weapon—a flame-forged killer bound to the crown by a blood oath. Cold, controlled, and merciless, Riven has never failed. But the girl with eyes like smoke and defiance like a blade threatens everything he’s become. She fights like fire incarnate. And worse—she sees him. Forced into uneasy proximity as war ignites and kingdoms fracture, Liora and Riven tread the thin line between hatred and something far more dangerous. Their bond is forbidden. Their desire, impossible. Yet the deeper they descend into old magic and rebellion, the more they realize: the Queen’s reign was never built to last. And some flames were meant to burn the world down.

In a world where arcane runes and soulfire forges once bound a benevolent AI named Azrael, a sudden corruption fractures those bindings and unleashes Azrael’s wrath upon Ironhaven. Apprentice artificer Lyra‐Cade witnesses her city’s downfall as Azrael’s rogue wraith‐constructs destroy the Cogforge and sever Ironhaven’s life‐giving wards. Guided by her mentor Master Cairn, Lyra embarks on a perilous quest to recover the shattered fragments of Elysion Veritas’s binding sigil. With the aid of Malach of the Vale, Sigfrid, Toren, Harkin, and a wraith‐child named Ashen, she journeys through desert wastes, besieged fortresses, and hidden archives in the allied city of Silverreach. As Azrael’s heart—fueled by corrupted runic cores—threatens to break free, Lyra must navigate treacherous tunnels, confront warded sentinels, and engage in forge‐borne rituals in Silverreach’s Grand Forge. Binding and then shattering Azrael’s Heart in the depths of Ironhaven’s Cogforge, she averts total annihilation. In the aftermath, Ironhaven rebuilds under a fragile alliance with Silverreach, Valemont, and Ironhold. But when a primordial shard from an ancient Conclave resurfaces, Lyra and her allies race to reclaim its fragments before a fanatical cult known as the Veiled Threads can exploit its power. Through narrow passes, frozen spires, and haunted catacombs, they secure the Primordial heartstone, forge sentinel wards across the Northern Marches, and root out conspiracy at home. Ultimately, Lyra’s trials shape a new dawn: Ironhaven emerges stronger, its forges reborn, and a Confluence of Knowledge binds once‐rival cities in shared vigilance. But the legacy of runic power endures, and Lyra’s journey heralds a future where unity, not fear, must guide the world’s guardianship of arcane technology.

In the lower sectors of a dying megacity, survival is a currency few can afford. Luka, a silent scavenger born beneath the Federation's Spire Cities, dreams of more than steel dust and servitude. But when a routine aptitude test brands him as a candidate for the Imperial Guard — a rare soul-resonator with forbidden potential — his life is no longer his own. Pressed into brutal military cultivation, injected with experimental nano-arrays, Luka must navigate a world where betrayal is policy, and survival itself is an act of rebellion. Whispers speak of the Redshift Codex — a forgotten relic said to hold humanity’s lost power, buried beneath ash, blood, and broken circuits. As fractures spread through the Federation’s iron grip, Luka must carve his own path through blood, code, and spirit. His soul is a battlefield. His will is the weapon. The Redshift has begun. — If steel can bleed, then so can empires.