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Zoro Came Back From Hell

-Hell on Earth-

In a distant future where humanity thrives in the far reaches of space, the Skeld II, a colossal research and exploration vessel, serves as a beacon of hope and progress. Manned by a diverse crew of scientists, engineers, and military personnel, the ship’s mission is to push the boundaries of human knowledge. But beneath its polished exterior lies a creeping darkness—a sinister force that threatens not only the Skeld but the fragile fabric of human civilization. When a series of gruesome murders shatters the ship’s tranquility, rookie crew member Jean finds himself thrust into a nightmare of betrayal and fear. As paranoia spreads, Captain Max must rally his dwindling team against an unseen foe. Meanwhile, Kenneth, a trusted officer, descends into madness, invoking ancient powers and summoning the Dark One, a malevolent entity from a forgotten age. As alliances crumble and the body count rises, the survivors must confront the truth: the parasite that plagues them isn’t just physical—it’s spiritual, tearing apart their minds and sowing distrust. Their mission becomes clear: unite or perish. But in the face of overwhelming darkness, sacrifice becomes inevitable, and each character must wrestle with their own humanity. Hell on Earth is a gripping tale of survival, betrayal, and redemption, blending visceral horror with intense action. In a universe where shadows linger and light feels scarce, the Skeld’s crew must fight not only for their lives but for their souls. For on this ship, even the stars can’t save you from what lurks in the void.
StudioVEGA_Novels · 1.7K Views

From Sand to Field: A Center-Back's Dream

Cleiton Silva is a 14-year-old boy living in a humble community in Brazil. He is of mixed-race descent, reflecting the rich diversity of Brazilian heritage, and is tall for his age, though he has a slender build. He helps his father as a construction worker's assistant to supplement the family income. His biggest dream is to become a football player, just like the legends he sees on TV. When he secures a spot on the youth team of Vitória, a prominent football club in the state of Bahia and one of the two biggest teams in the state, Cleiton feels he’s finally closer to changing his life and realizing the dream his father had to abandon to support the family. Determined to be a center-back like his father, Cleiton quickly realizes that the journey won’t be easy. He doesn’t have the same skills as the others and only has the advantage of being physically stronger, a result of years of hard work. Just as he’s about to be cut from the team, Cleiton is stunned by something unbelievable: a mysterious system appears, offering skills and challenges that promise to transform him into the greatest center-back of all time. Now, with a unique opportunity in his hands, Cleiton must juggle intensive training, the harsh reality at home, and the desire to honor the dream his father had to leave behind. Determined not to waste this chance, he approaches every training session as if it were his last, knowing he’s not just playing for himself, but also for his family and the dream of a better life. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: The cover image was created using AI. Please note that I am not a native English speaker and have used AI to assist in translating my original text from Portuguese. This novel is not intended to be 100% faithful to reality; rather, its purpose is to provide an entertaining story while also helping me improve my English skills. Thank you very much for the support, and I hope you all enjoy the novel! JOIN MY PATREON - patreon.com/00_SAM
00_SAM · 29.3K Views

The BeastKeeper From Hell

[WebNovel Rising Star II Entry: Beast Taming Event] Diablo was an apex predator in the world of assassins, a shadow slipping between shadows, executing missions with the precision and detachment of a machine. Rumor painted him as more myth than man, a ghost devoid of warmth or humanity. Whispers said he served no one, lived for no cause, and answered only to the cold allure of coin. That was, until one fateful night. Amidst his most brutal mission that made him entirely lost humanity, he stumbled upon a peculiar sight: a three-headed pup scrounging for scraps in a trash-strewn alley. It looked abandoned, so he took it in as a way to sooth himself for what he had done, assuming it was just a poor creature born with a deformity. But as days passed, Diablo began to notice something strange about the pup—something unsettlingly unnatural. “Well, well. It seems the infamous Diablo has a weakness after all.” “?!” In that instant, they aimed at the dog. Diablo, clinging to his last thread of humanity, sprang to defend the creature—only to fall in the effort and died. But a twist awaited. The pup he’d so valiantly protected was no ordinary dog but a Cerberus, a beast born of the infernal depths. In a flash, it transported Diablo’s soul to the underworld and laid him before Lucifer himself. “Bring back the beasts who have escaped from Hell,” commanded the Lord of Darkness. With that, Diablo was resurrected and given a new purpose.
Celipse · 296 Views

Whispers of Hell

Lyraea Pastorio, a diligent student at GranVille University, was poised for success. With plans to take over the reins of her father's business after earning her master's degree, she saw everything falling into place. However, nine months ago, her world began to unravel. Strange occurrences started haunting her. These unsettling events shook her to the core, making her question her sanity. As the incidents grew more frequent and intense, those around her started to withdraw dismissing her experiences as mere figments of her imagination. Isolated and alone, her once bright future now seemed shrouded in darkness. Her spirit crushed under the ceaseless burden of the unexplainable horrors that had invaded her life. Each passing day eroded her hope, reducing her to a mere echo of her former self. The vibrant dreams of her future had withered away, supplanted by a grim resignation to her fateful destiny. Lyraea felt overwhelmed, utterly defeat. What could a mere human do against the unknown terrors? That was until her fate decided to confront her directly. Her spectral tormentor, a twisted echo of the past, stood before her. The haunting presence seemed to whisper tales of forgotten breaths and silenced heartbeats, each word was a chilling caress against her skin. His soulless eyes gleamed with the remnants of life that had once thrived among the living, now morphed into a sinister shadow. That ignited something inside her; a spark of resistance within herself. Lyraea fought with all her might, but there was something missing, something right in front of her but veiled. She could see the fire burning in those eyes, clear in their vengeful intentions, but those gentle whispers told otherwise. His inhuman smile, for sure, promised her destructions yet those cold hands never budged to pull her from abyss. Each of his deceptions was like a shard of glass, fitting seamlessly into the intricate mosaic of the grand puzzle, revealing the hidden picture piece by piece. Still, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that she was being led to her deathbed. His presence was deceptive, never showing the real intentions behind those soulless eyes. The vengeance was palpable, but so was the sense of an impending revelation and the inexplicable force drawing them together., a magnetic pull that defied the logic of their enmity. Lyraea feared that at the end she would be abandoned for his sinister plan, leaving her to face the ultimate doom alone, but carve into his soul were scars that bleed shadows that even the relentless march of time would not be able to erase. In the intricate dance of fate and destiny, life, with its myriad twists and turns, blurred the lines between the puppeteer and the puppet. Each move, each decision, seemed to be guided by unseen hands, yet those very hands were themselves subject to the whims of an even greater force. Everyone played a role, yet no one truly knew the script. The boundaries between control and surrender, action and reaction, were so finely woven that they became indistinguishable. It was a paradox of existence, where the illusion of mastery was as fleeting as the shadows cast by the flickering flame of life. It was impossible to discern who truly holds the strings, and who dances to their unseen tune.
_Zale_ · 6.8K Views

The Heiress Is Back

When the cold metal of the heavy-duty truck knocked her, she surprisingly somersaulted in the air before crashing harshly on the cold and wet floor. Blood oozed from every natural opening in her body, including the artificially created ones, courtesy of the truck. Former heiress, Iris Bowman breathed her last, wishing for nothing but an opportunity to avoid the board meeting that destroyed her entire life. As funny as her wish may sound, the deities answered her prayer, fulfilling her dying wish. Iris was reborn as a vindictive grand witch who wouldn't bat an eyelid when wreaking havoc. How would she mend the broken relationship with her family and avoid her sister's tragic death? Would she save herself from doom in this lifetime? By a cunning design of the heavens, Iris Bowman discovered Tyler Harper, the heavily wounded mafia prince, sitting at the back of her limited-edition Ferrari. When love sparked between the two, would Iris survive in his ruthless world filled with bloodshed, or would it overwhelm her? What if the bloodshed was what the new Iris loved more than anything? Now, her traitor of a fiance wanted her back, but Iris had different plans for him. ******* "Tyler… Tyler… Don't be surprised that I know who you are…Tyler… I promise you… I mean no harm… Please, I need you to calm down and wait for a little while… Please don't die on me, Tyler… I beg you… Spare my sister and I… We cannot stand the wrath of the Harper clan if anything were to happen to you." Iris pleaded dreadfully. “Drive!” It was all the mafia king had to say before he shut his eyes.
call_me_mirror · 376.7K Views

Hell's Kitchen

Meet Chef Victor Delacroix, a culinary genius with a chilling secret! By night, he was known as "The Butcher", a ruthless serial killer and assassin wielding a blood-stained meat cleaver. His grotesque talent? He gains the abilities and attributes of whatever – or whomever – he eats. This macabre skill set made him one of the most feared figures in the criminal underworld. Fed up with his gruesome life of crime, Victor decides to vanish from the radar and start fresh. He moves to the capital and opens an exclusive restaurant called "Hell's Kitchen." His dishes are unparalleled, attracting an elite clientele: the wealthy, the corrupt, and the morally bankrupt, each harboring their own dark tastes... In Hell's Kitchen, every dish tells a story, and every meal is an experience - often literally a slice of life. Yet, his patrons are blissfully unaware of Victor’s true identity as The Butcher, concealed behind the charming facade of a master chef. As Victor tries to carve out a new existence, the ghosts of his past start to close in. Sinister patrons with dangerous appetites, old enemies seeking revenge, and the lure of his own monstrous cravings threaten to drag him back into the abyss. The line between his dual lives blurs, and each night becomes a battle to keep his sinister nature at bay. "Hell's Kitchen" is a twisted tale of redemption and temptation, where humanity and monstrosity collide. In a world where darkness is served on a silver platter, can Victor ever truly escape his blood-soaked past, or will the shadows consume him once again?
deadmandreaming · 152.8K Views
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