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Levi Gets Mad For Being Short

Depth of Madness (Book 2 of the Madness Series)

In a realm where gods and their chosen champions vie for power, an unprecedented threat emerges, demanding unity among unlikely allies. Ishar, a Kolotian and the champion of the God of Chaos, disappears into the desert seeking to liberate his hidden kin. His madness, traded for his chaotic power, makes his quest as unpredictable as it is vital. Rehny, housing the Goddess of Love, Nyawe, seeks nothing more than a quiet life of farming, far from the turmoil of civilization. Despite his abandonment of the sword and his title as commander of Binoria’s legions, fate conspires to draw him back into a conflict he cannot escape. Mairek, the champion of the God of Space and Time, finds himself bearing the overwhelming expectations of the kingdom of Talisi. As plans hinge on his success, he faces relentless pressure, all while Time itself seems bent on his destruction. In the kingdom of Remu, Edda, newly promoted from spy to knight, embarks on a critical mission to awaken the slumbering Goddess Alietsi. If she fails, she must seek aid from other champions to prepare Remu for an impending assault on a weakened Binoria. Half-siblings Dahli and Masutap, champions of the Goddess of Order, find themselves on opposite sides of a devastating conflict. As queen of Binoria, Dahli is determined to thwart their brother Leba and his dark patron, Locha, the bringer of endless night. With annihilation looming, her resolve is unyielding, yet the path to salvation is fraught with peril. Far across the Rankf Sea, in the hidden land of Basi Haya, Kaza, a member of the exiled Rad es Maalas, embarks on his own journey, one that will reveal his unexpected role as a key figure in the unfolding events. As Kaza’s path to becoming the champion of Sin is revealed, his emergence will have profound implications for the realm, even as many remain unaware of his existence. As these champions converge, their fates intertwined, they must set aside their differences to confront the ultimate threat: Leba and his malevolent deity, Locha. With the very fabric of their realm at stake, unity becomes their only hope against the overwhelming power of total obliteration. In this epic continuation of the saga, alliances will be tested, destinies forged, and the line between order and chaos will blur as heroes and villains clash in a battle for the soul of the world.
Kyalo_Junior · 18.1K Views

Mated to the Mad Lord

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to…’
Colorful_madness · 536.5K Views

ORIGIN BEING: ORIGIN CELL BEING

Origin being were the ones born within the origin of chaos with consciousness strong as the innate consciousness. They have special powers strong enough to stand above the world and reach the chaos. Every origin being becomes the chaos god when they become the chaos being. They are strong enough that the moment they are born they cannot be attacked by the chaos beings or innate beings or void beings. The moment they are born, they wipe out the existence of beings and live instead of the identity of other beings. Any beings other than the innate beings or chaos being will be modified to let them remember him as the person with the identity. The difference is that while the innate beings have power that is enough to affect the chaos gods when they are born the origin beings can affect the authority of chaos. They are strong and each one is born as different individuals. Some are born as the world while others are born as the living beings or items. This story is the story of how the origin cell being came into being and how he lived his life. His first life was born as a human in an ordinary world and he was named Immanuel. He understood that he was an origin being and his self was different. His consciousness was different and he could not understand the world and its beings. He understood his existence and the all existences and non-existences and he understood the world of the chaos gods. Unlike innate beings the origin beings were not based on templates and each origin beings were unique. He tried to learn about the world and lived countless lives. He understood the world and made many friends. He learnt a lot of ideas and he lived through the life. He knew the truth of the world that nothing ever mattered as he was a god and he could live far above all beings and all worlds yet he chose as such as the gods never interacted with each other. He decided to live as a god among mortals as he had not reached the chaos stage. He liked his life and he will try to become a chaos god and become a god. VOL 2: RISE OF A MECHANICAL MADMAN| In the land where gods choose the priests and the gifts of innate beings are many the wars are many. The mechanical scientist finds that he was blessed and he is happy. He decides to rise to the top and become a god as he yearned to become one among the chaos gods.
Albert_Tom_George · 24.3K Views

The Sequence of Being

In a world rebuilt from ash and war, seven centuries after the fall of the Six kings, the land breathes with uneasy peace—scarred by ancient echoes, ruled by silent gods, and haunted by stories too strange to be myths. Kael, a boy born into comfort and reason, chooses a path few dare walk: the path of an adventurer. Not out of vengeance. Not out of greed. But from an aching hunger—for truth, for meaning, for the whispers that hum beneath the soil and sky. They say the war is long over, but ruins still pulse with corruption, beasts still twist into horrors, and names long erased still echo in forgotten temples. The world he inherits is vast and veiled. Magic exists—but it is not always kind. Divine forces sleep—but their breath still shapes lives. Every mountain has memory. Every silence, a story. As Kael journeys through forgotten cities, ancient dungeons, and the scars of a divine rebellion, he will come to see that the world is not at peace—it is waiting. Waiting for the brave, the foolish, or the fated to awaken what was buried. This is not a tale of destiny. Nor of a hero blessed by gods. This is a journey—a raw, burning journey across a wounded world. Of friendships born in peril. Of mentors with burdens too great for words. Of mysteries that linger just out of reach, always asking more from those who dare seek. In this land, knowledge is sacred, power is a curse, and stories... stories might just be the only true magic left. Step into the Sequence. And remember: the deeper you go, the less of yourself returns.
NZaru_Starborne · 5.4K Views

BEING CHAOS

“Shhhh, don’t make a sound, baby.” Her mother’s voice trembled as she knelt before her. Her eyes help an emotion that Clara didn’t quite understand. All she knew was that she needed to listen to mommy. “You need to be very silent baby” Her hand caressed her shoulders; somehow it felt like she was trying to soothe herself and not the little girl. “You’re going to go straight and follow the path daddy showed you,” her mother met her eyes now looking very serious.” Don’t let anyone see you, nobody can see you.” Her face had herded now showing ow imperative it was that she should not be seen. “You can do this for Mommy, right?” The mother was now on the brink of tears. The little girl nodded her head, her big eyes still holding a hint of confusion. She would do as Mommy asked, even if she didn’t know why. Suddenl,y a pair of strong hands lifted her up, her father’s hand, he gave her a tight hug before pushing her into the vent. The last thing she saw was her mother’s trembling smile as mettle began to flow from her mother’s hand and sealed the ventilation shaft permanently. The couple shared a glance before rushing away at inhuman speed. Clara lingered before following the instructions of her mother. That was the last she saw of her parents. She always blames herself for what happened. If only she was strong enough. So she chose to follow her mother’s word She would be silent at least until she was strong, strong enough to avenge them. Till then, she’ll be silent, watching, plotting for the demise of her enemies.  
Grace_Lenchiro · 3.1K Views

Destined for the mad King

For thousands of years, the rulers of the world were those born with innate magical abilities. Those who could command water or fire reigned supreme atop the food chain. In a world divided into three; the Water Tribe, the Fire Tribe, and those without abilities. The last were scarcely fit to be called a tribe at all. For generations uncounted, the unarmed had bowed in service to the powerful. No one foresaw the rise of the Mad King, who unearthed the source of all magic, shattered it, and brought an end to the age of cultivation, ushering the nameless into power. Suddenly, possessing magic became a mark of shame. Survival became the only law. "Diana, listen to Mother," the woman said urgently. "Now that we must hide, marrying the Mad King is our only path. Your brother’s skills grow stronger; the entire clan will endure. We will rise again to take revenge and save you." She spoke to her daughter, a girl born without a shred of innate power; once the clan's greatest shame, now its only hope of salvation. "Mother, the Mad King has already taken ten wives," Diana said, her voice trembling. "None survived longer than seven days. Will my brothers and the clan rise to seek revenge the very next day after my wedding?" She frowned, bitter and heartbroken How could she not understand that marrying the Mad King meant certain death? Unfortunately, no matter how unwilling she was, for the survival of her entire clan, she was destined to marry the Mad King.
Juliet_Omuadona · 7K Views
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