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All Hero Grave Elden Ring

Retired Hero Becomes the Only Man in All-Girls Magic Academies

One hundred and seven years have passed since the Great War shook the continent. The world no longer remembers the nameless hero who once saved it. Now retired, Caled Stellarion lives in obscurity—until a beautiful elf, the enigmatic Head of Magic Association, tracks him down with a single request: “I need a professor who can govern them all. You’re the only one I trust.” With that, he is appointed Archscholar—a legendary position with absolute authority over all the prestigious all-girls magic academies scattered across the continent. The catch? There are no teachers. No guardians. No one left to guide these wild, powerful, and hopelessly eccentric girls. “Then what exactly am I here for?” “To answer their cries for help... every single one of them.” From cursed swordswomen and explosive alchemists to seductive beastkin and lonely mages, each student hides a problem only he can solve. And with every mission, every personal club he visits, and every heart he touches—they begin to fall for him. Magic clashes. Emotions ignite. Clothes... often vanish. But behind every flirtation lies a deeper mystery. Just what is the elf really planning—and can this forgotten hero remain retired when the world is far from saved? Overpowered hero. Academy chaos. Mission-based harem building. Smut-filled, magic-fueled romance awaits. ••••• Just so you know: ❌ No rape – All intimate scenes are consensual. ❌ No NTR – No cheating, no stealing lovers. The girls fall for him only. ❌ No yuri – No girl x girl romance. This is a male-centered harem.
Ruruy01 · 3.6K Views

All Scum Heroes Must Die

Nathan Beck was never meant to be a hero. Life chewed him up, spat him out, and left him hollow. A ghost in his own skin, haunted by grief and disillusionment. But death offered him something else: A new viewpoint. And a question no one else was asking. Now reborn as Hidesuke Shinohara, a forgotten, F-tier “hero” in the brutal world of Arc Zenith, he's granted an ominous, forbidden power: The Final Verdict System. It doesn’t hand out points. It doesn’t reward popularity. It exists for one reason alone: To pass judgment on the heroes who think they’re untouchable. In a world where saviors wear pretentious masks and villains are manufactured scapegoats, Hidesuke becomes the razor’s edge between false light and true shadow. As he climbs the twisted hierarchy of power, surveillance, and illusion, his blade becomes justice. As he hunts them one by one, his judgement zones carve truth into lies. Every sentence burns a legacy. Every sin carries a weight. And real justice finally gets a voice. - - - - - - - The alley was soaked, wall to wall with blood and rain. C-tier Hero "Rot" slammed Hidesuke through a rusted vent, sending shards of metal skittering across the floor. “You don’t get to judge me, you fucker!” he roared, face littered with ugly wounds and eyes wide with fury. Hidesuke coughed, blood in his teeth, and pushed himself up. “Thirty-five victims,” he rasped. “How many more must go down in silence before you feel any remorse?” Rot surged forward again, his palm bursting with hydroforce. Hidesuke didn't dodge. All conditions were met. It was time to end this. > “I bear witness.” Then the world around them split in half. Light scorched the pavement as the Judgment Zone warped reality, replacing every structure within the radius. The rain stopped midair. Sound bent in place. Everything froze except Hidesuke—and Rot, now locked inside with him. > “Violation of Article Nine.” > “You turned their lungs into breeding sites for your filthy worms.” Rot screamed, lunging again. But the chains found him first, wrapping around his legs, arms, throat. They hissed against his skin, burning through his armor and piercing his flesh. > “Sin Weight: 46.” > “Victim Count: 35.” > “Verdict confirmed.” Hidesuke walked toward him, limping slightly, voice steady. > “They desperately begged you for air. Yet you used them like lifeless objects.” > “Let this be your last breath.” His hand closed around the final seal. The glyphs flared red—then white. Veil didn’t get a last word. - - - - - - - [ ! ] If you've been looking for a story with a unique plot and background, congrats you've found the one. Don't waste any more time. Dive right in... p.s. try not to drown. [ ! ] Discord server dropping soon.
goldenphonix · 4.8K Views

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 · 51.2K Views

GRAVES. Código de Sangre.

Nathaniel "Nate" Graves, conocido en ciertos círculos sangrientos como "El Carnicero de Langley" o simplemente "Código 9", no quería volver. Tras ser quemado por la Sección Ómicron, una unidad gubernamental de "soluciones definitivas", su vida era humo barato y recuerdos peores que una resaca permanente. Pero cuando Vincent "El Cuervo" Crowe, un periodista de investigación con más enemigos que contactos (y eso es decir mucho), le suplica protección mientras intentan borrarlo del mapa por el "Expediente Cerberus", Nate sabe que su retiro se ha terminado. "¿Protegerte?", le espeta Nate, encendiendo un H. Upmann con manos que no tiemblan. "Cuervo, lo único que garantizo es que morirás cansado de correr." El Expediente Cerberus es una bomba: prueba la red de corrupción que une al Proyecto Sombras (asesinatos gubernamentales), Thorne Industries (explotación y contratos sucios), el violento Cártel de la Bahía (tráfico de todo lo imaginable) y policías y políticos hasta la médula podridos. Y el nombre de Nate está dentro, vinculado a la misión que lo convirtió en chivo expiario. Para limpiar su nombre (o vengarse con estilo), Nate necesita descifrar el Expediente y mantenerse vivo. Su único aliado estable es Vin, cuyo optimismo se limita a: "Buenas noticias, Carnicero: hoy solo nos quieren matar tres facciones distintas. ¡Progreso!". Pero la complicación tiene nombre, curvas y un juego peligroso: Seraphine Dubois, "El Ángel de Hierro". Esposa del magnate y político corrupto Darius Thorne, y amante de Nate. Su romance es pólvora mojada en whisky barato: pasión, celos tóxicos y la certeza de que ella comparte la cama de Thorne (y otros) para extraer secretos. "¿Te gusta mi vestido nuevo, querido?", le susurra Seraphine después de una cita con un juez comprado. "Es de seda italiana... y costó exactamente los detalles del próximo golpe de tu jefe contra los muelles. Una ganga, ¿no crees?" Nate lo sabe: Seraphine los usa a todos, y su información es un arma de doble filo. "Eres como un Upmann, Seraphine", le dice Nate en un raro momento de claridad. "Elegante, letal y condenadamente adictiva. Y sé que me matarás." Mientras la ciudad se desangra entre la codicia de Thorne, la brutalidad del Cártel de la Bahía liderado por Marta "La Dama" Rostova, la limpieza despiadada de Ómicron dirigida por el frío Director Vance ("El Archivista"), y la corrupción visceral del Comisionado Bell, Nate y Vin se adentran en el fango. Nate aplica su particular sentido del humor en medio del caos: "Disculpen el desorden", masculla después de dejar inconscientes a tres matones del Cártel en un club de striptease que sirve de fachada. "Pero su servicio al cliente era... mortalmente aburrido." Mientras Vin, revisando cámaras de seguridad hackeadas, comenta: "Mira el lado bueno, Código 9. Al menos la contaminación en el puerto oculta el olor a los que tú dejas atrás." La cacería es total. "La Jauría" de Ómicron, los sicarios del Cártel, los esbirros de Thorne y la policía corrupta de Bell quieren sus cabezas. Nate deberá usar cada gramo de su cerebro y cada gota de su brutal eficiencia para descifrar el Expediente, enfrentar la verdad sobre su pasado, decidir si Seraphine es su perdición o su salvación, y tal vez, solo tal vez, hacer justicia en una ciudad donde la corrupción es el único sistema que funciona. "Redención, Cuervo?", pregunta Nate mientras apunta a su siguiente objetivo, el humo de su Upmann dibujando una corona efímera sobre su cabeza. "Aquí lo único que se redime son las balas recicladas. Apunta y reza... o mejor, solo apunta." ¿Sobrevivirá Nate Graves lo suficiente para ver el Expediente Cerberus reventar en la cara de los poderosos? ¿O será solo otro nombre tachado en una lista interminable de bajas, fumando su último cigarrillo en el infierno que ayudó a crear? En esta ciudad, incluso la verdad huele a ceniza y tabaco caro... y tiene muy mal sentido del humor.
Ronnie_Praga · 1.5K Views

The Rings of Sovereignty

In a world reshaped by the collapse of ancient kingdoms, the death of the legendary Kings of Fire, Thunder, Beasts, Order, and Chaos marked the dawn of a new era. The once-mighty kingdoms have crumbled, giving way to modern states, but the potent legacy of these monarchs remains in the form of five mystical rings. Each ring embodies the unique power of its former ruler, offering unimaginable strength to those who dare to claim them. As the dust of the old world settles, a shadowy organization emerges, masquerading as an archaeological expedition in search of ancient relics. Their true mission, however, is far more sinister: to unearth these rings, believed to be weapons of unparalleled power, capable of shifting the global balance. Alric Kincaid is a brilliant young scholar at Harvard University, on the cusp of graduation with a thesis on the elusive deep state. His academic pursuits take an unexpected turn when he becomes embroiled in a deadly international conspiracy. One fateful night, after a harrowing encounter with Russian intelligence agents, Alric is wounded and finds himself hiding near a forgotten statue, its hand adorned with a mysterious ring. Driven by a blend of curiosity and survival instincts, Alric takes the ring, unknowingly setting off a chain of events that will alter the course of history. As he examines the artifact at home, he discovers its connection to the lost kings and the immense power it holds. The ring becomes both a beacon and a curse, drawing attention from powerful factions and individuals who would stop at nothing to possess it. With danger lurking at every turn, Alric must navigate a treacherous world of espionage, ancient secrets, and political intrigue. As he unravels the mystery of the rings, he realizes that the future of nations hangs in the balance. Alric is thrust into a race against time to prevent the resurgence of chaos and tyranny, armed only with his wits, the enigmatic ring, and the reluctant allies he gathers along the way. In a story that blends the mystique of ancient powers with the relentless pace of a modern thriller, "The Rings of Sovereignty" explores the enduring conflict between order and chaos, the burden of power, and the choices that shape destinies. Will Alric succeed in keeping the rings from falling into the wrong hands, or will the world witness the return of a forgotten era's dark reign?
Amin_Gharbi · 19.3K Views
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