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Mordred's Rebirth

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.
just_a_fox · 147.1K Views

Meet the Viking. The warrior king

Teenage Viking Mordred resides in a little community close to the North Sea.  Although he tends to be a loner, the other villagers admire his fortitude and bravery.  His parents, King Ulf and Queen Morgana, are both powerful fighters, and he has two older brothers and sisters named Thorvald and Sif.  Mordred was taught the art of war and combat by Ulf, and the value of knowledge and magic by Morgana.  Mordred's parents raised him with a strong sense of morality and  justice, and as a result, he has developed into a fantastic leader and defender of the rule of law. One day, Mordred joins a raiding party to the kingdom of Britain. The journey was long and arduous, but Mordred kept his spirits up. As the raiding party neared their destination, Mordred could feel a sense of excitement and anticipation in the air. The raiders arrived in Britain and laid siege to the kingdom. After a long and hard-fought battle, the raiders emerged victorious. Mordred was elated and filled with joy. He had helped to secure a chest of gold for his crew and felt a sense of pride in his accomplishments. One day, a band of raiders attacked Mordred's kingdom, seeking to take his wealth for themselves. Mordred fought bravely, but his enemies were too strong. He was eventually captured and brought before their leader. The people of the kingdom were terrified and distraught. They had no idea what would happen to Mordred. Would he be put to death? Would he be sold into slavery? They could only wait and see.
Duru_Chidinma · 6.4K Views

The Cycles Saga: Book One - Arc Of The Mercenary

In a universe where magic exists, the natural societal progression of various species has been radically altered. Humanity has split into two main factions. The Arc Alliance, which uses a type of energy developed from magic, to power all sorts of technological marvels. Then there is the Holy Empire of the Eternal Light, which relies on the power of their god, and the miracles that it allows them to perform. The two factions are currently at war with each other, and have been so for three hundred years. However, both sides have agreed to certain rules, so fighting is contained in a contained area known as the War Belt. It is on an Alliance controlled planet within the War Belt, where the main character lives. Mordred is a young woman in her early twenties, who works as a mercenary. As she was abandoned as a child and forced to live on the streets, along with the planet she is on, Outlier, is a very impoverished planet, there was little other work she was able to do. She also has another reason for being a mercenary, and that is to find her father who disappeared seventeen years ago. After a complicated mission, Mordred finds herself entangled in the schemes of forces much larger, and more powerful than she could possibly imagine. Along the way, she does encounter many allies, but the lines between friend and foe start to blend, as things are not exactly what they seem. Mordred is faced with many challenges, and will be forced to confront herself, along with the reality she resides within. As the drums of war grow louder, and tensions start to rise, Mordred will be forced to make a decision that will affect everything she knows.
christian_stewart · 6.4K Views

CHASSÉ

Une course nocturne a changé la vie d'Aila pour toujours après s'être retrouvée au milieu d'une bataille entre des loups-garous et des chasseurs. Elle est soudainement kidnappée par lesdits chasseurs et découvre des secrets sur son passé et son avenir alors qu'elle se lance dans un voyage pour découvrir qui ou ce qu'elle est véritablement. Les problèmes surgissent les uns après les autres quand elle échappe enfin à l'emprise des chasseurs, pour être ensuite recueillie par l'Alpha féroce de la Meute du Croissant d'Argent. Contrairement à la plupart qui le craignent, Aila défie son autorité à chaque étape de son apprentissage sur elle-même et sur l'Alpha dominant et possessif qui tente de la revendiquer. Les têtes vont-elles se heurter dans une bataille de volontés, ou peuvent-ils collaborer pour aider à protéger le monde caché des créatures des chasseurs ? Rejoignez Aila dans son voyage de redécouverte, aimez, riez et pleurez avec elle dans ce roman d'amour intense, mouvementé et passionnel. ----- Gagnante de la médaille d'or dans le concours de prompt d'écriture #161 - Métamorphes. ------ *** APERÇU *** [ CONTENU MATURE ] "Les yeux en haut, Aila." Il claqua des mots ; sa voix dure la fit regarder dans ses yeux, et elle fut immédiatement piégée sous son regard de glace. Elle ne pouvait pas détourner le regard des siens alors qu'il s'approchait d'elle, ses mouvements lents comme s'il était prêt à bondir sur sa proie. Sans réfléchir, elle se leva de sa position, prête à s'échapper, mais il la saisit et épingla ses mains contre le lit. Il avança son genou, écartant les jambes d'Aila qui ne résistèrent qu'une seconde avant de laisser entrer son genou. Il le poussa lentement à l'endroit entre ses cuisses, la faisant haleter au contact soudain. "Tu aimes me désobéir, Aila ?" Il grogna; Aila fut confuse un instant jusqu'à ce qu'elle se rappelle à quel point elle avait facilement défié ses ordres. Était-il vraiment encore en colère depuis tout à l'heure ? Mais lorsqu'elle chercha sa réponse dans son visage, elle la trouva rapidement. Il était définitivement furieux depuis plus tôt. "Pour être tout à fait honnête, oui. Ça te remet à ta place," Aila sourit quand elle croisa son regard enflammé. Il rapprocha son visage du sien, la pression de son genou entre ses jambes s'intensifiait, la faisant mordre sa lèvre inférieure. "Mauvaise réponse," Il grogna avant de mordre sa lèvre pour la dégager de ses dents. ----- *AVERTISSEMENT* CONTENU MATURE : Violence graphique Langage fort Contenu sexuel Abus -- 【 Volume 1 : Complet】 【 Volume 2 : Complet】 【 Volume 3 : BIENTÔT DISPONIBLE - Été 2024 】 -- Si vous appréciez l'histoire, veuillez voter avec une pierre de pouvoir, laisser des commentaires et une critique ! -- Image de couverture : Commandée par @if._art Mon Instagram : @kelly_starrz Mon nouveau serveur Discord : https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa
Kelly_Starrz · 46K Views

☾ ♛Young Lady♛ ☽

How strange. I always thought my life would be just that dreary and lonely room. Or that I will be far from love. I never thought I would attract attention. Just like my elder brother said, I didn't have much except my beauty. Maybe that's why he didn't see me as a threat, and that's why I was banished to that stinking tower. ✦͙͙͙*͙*❥⃝∗⁎.ʚɞ.⁎∗❥⃝**͙✦͙͙͙ Maybe they didn't care about me because I was useless. Or because I'm different from them. Whatever the reason, they had already deleted me. They deprived me of both emotion and need, and I was treated as if I wasn't a "Fónce". If you ask if it hurts, well, everything hurts. ✦͙͙͙*͙*❥⃝∗⁎.ʚɞ.⁎∗❥⃝**͙✦͙͙͙ Now here I am questioning my old life. I walk through the corridors where I used to walk alone and with a bent neck, with 10 Knights behind me. ✦͙͙͙*͙*❥⃝∗⁎.ʚɞ.⁎∗❥⃝**͙✦͙͙͙ The clothes that I couldn't wear before, besides the clothes I have with me, worthless pieces of fabric are just that. ✦͙͙͙*͙*❥⃝∗⁎.ʚɞ.⁎∗❥⃝**͙✦͙͙͙ And the Duke I was so afraid of is just a pawn to me. The Duke's "wonderful, talented" son is just too much for me. The people I used to bow my head to are now kneeling before me. ✦͙͙͙*͙*❥⃝∗⁎.ʚɞ.⁎∗❥⃝**͙✦͙͙͙ "Please don't destroy us." ✦͙͙͙*͙*❥⃝∗⁎.ʚɞ.⁎∗❥⃝**͙✦͙͙͙ Well... I guess going back to the past isn't so bad after all? The story of an evil woman who devastates a whole Duchy and destroys an abominable Kingdom.
DaoistTq0fgo · 2K Views
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