Temple Smash

Synopsis-Hex: the crimson curse Heroca didn’t ask to be cursed. He didn’t want the voices. The dreams. The blood that feels too familiar. But fate doesn’t ask — it drags. Marked by a forbidden power called Hex, Heroca is pulled into a nightmare of haunted temples, ancient sins, and inhuman horrors that twist reality itself. The power to break anything lies at his fingertips — including himself. The past isn’t his, but it’s claiming him. What started as a search for answers becomes a war against something darker than death. Some curses were made to be broken. Others were made to break you.

It’s the age of superhumans! Genetic modifications, Cybernetic enhancements, magic enchantments- the choice is yours! For the right price, you can rise above the masses and gain power only ever seen in myths! For the right price! No matter how far humanity advances, power will always fall in the hands of the wealthy few. It was a truth Dante learned at a very young age and with it came a burning hatred for those who use power to oppress and dominate. The flames grew stronger once he found himself faced with the cruelty of those who rule from above. Left all alone in the world, robbed of everyone he cherished, Dante swore revenge on those who hurt him, but true power couldn’t be fought with hatred alone. In his search for a weapon that could help him take his revenge, Dante crosses paths with a certain Artifact, his fate taking a turn he could never have anticipated. =================================== For the months of May, June, and July, the first privilege tier (20 advanced chapters) will cost only 1 coin! Make sure to read the chapters as they come out! Check out my other works: Valkyrie Smash.

I wasn’t supposed to be here. Not in this fallen temple. Not in this broken life. Reborn as a false priest, a lie draped in worn robes, praying to gods who had long forgotten me. This place was my prison. My exile. A tomb for a soul who had no right to hope. Then he appeared. A filthy man, reeking of sweat and something darker, something intoxicating. His eyes gleamed with wild fire, and a crooked smile tugged at his lips like he knew every secret I tried to hide. He sauntered in, voice low and teasing. "Well, well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb in a den of shadows?"He asked. "I am the last priest this temple has."I said. He laughed, a slow, sultry sound that sent shivers down my spine. "False priest, true sinner. You’re far too serious for a place like this." His gaze lingered a moment too long, the heat in his eyes promising danger and delight. "I’m not supposed to fall. Not supposed to want."I said. He stepped closer, breath warm against my ear. "Oh, but darling, temptation is the sweetest kind of prayer."He grinned. And just like that, my quiet exile shattered, torn apart by a demon’s obsession. A seduction incubus who wasn’t afraid to play with fire… and power me in ways I never expected.

I died, but instead of going to heaven, my second life began forcibly inside a novel. And of all things, to become the fake saint and villain ‘Ordell Kiris’! As if that’s not enough, I have to feed and support the terribly impoverished Grand Temple… 【To achieve 100% divine power, you need 10 billion.】 To prevent the end of the world, I have to restore the Sun God with money? What the heck, give me back my heaven. * * * I worked hard to make money by thoroughly exploiting my surroundings. But did I play the role of a saint too well? “If I had to choose between the Grand Temple and the Lady Saint, I would protect the Lady Saint.” The captain of the Holy Order, unaware that I’m a fake, declares that he will protect me. “After all, there’s no better vault than mine, right?” The original villain of the novel I happened to save insists on being my wallet… “Even if the Lady Saint is a fake, I have no intention whatsoever of letting her go.” Even the high priest who knows I’m a fake saint is holding onto me. Moreover, there is something quite suspicious about this world, to be considered merely a novel… Can’t I just go back to heaven?

#BL - Burdened by the thousand-year-old curse on his person, Kael set out to free himself from it. Leaving the teachings of the temple and embracing the life of a total wanderer. He travels wide and far, and meets every race and kind. But none leads him to his freedom. On his descent from the Devil’s Mountain, he meets an interesting fella who seems to hide more than meets the eye. But what is this? After that uncalled meeting, the secrets of the curse begin to surface. One by one, strange happenings pull him into this massive secret…and into this mysterious fella he keeps meeting on the way. What mysteries lie behind those enigmatic eyes? What connection does this young man have to his curse? - Cover image made by VVERCNA.

"In a world where love has lost its meaning, the gods chose them to remind humanity what true love really is." She’s a simple, soulful girl from a struggling family. He’s a cold-hearted heir to a wealthy empire. Their families are enemies. Their worlds are different. But fate has its own plan. Bound by the red string of destiny, they are chosen by the divine to journey through seven lifetimes, each designed to test one of the sacred seven vows of marriage — promises that modern society has forgotten. In every life, they must fight pain, betrayal, distance, and death… only to find each other again. From ancient temples to modern cities, from royal courts to warzones, their souls collide again and again, proving that true love transcends time, ego, and even lifetimes. But in their final life — the world’s most corrupted and loveless era — can they still remember the promises they once made? Or will they lose their last chance at eternal love? A mythological romance across time.

Chen Yuan from Ping'an County Government had traveled through time, his mind harboring a Qi Fortune Altar. As long as he sacrificed Qi Fortune, he could obtain guidance from heaven, Divine Skills, Cultivation Techniques, evil arts, Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures... This world was populated by immortals, Buddhists, demons, as well as lofty temples and the distant Jianghu. There were three thousand Sword Immortals controlling swords across the sky, Buddhist Arhats who could lift the heavens with a single finger, and there was the Jianghu... It was the worst of times, it was the best of times. My name is Chen Yuan, from the Abyss! —————— An author of decisive and swift action.

The Five Impurities descend into the Mortal World, and demons run rampant. Holding a volume of the "Monster Chronicles," Song Lin traverses time and descends into the body of a Daoist disciple at a remote Daoist Temple on the frontier. He observes that in this world, the old energy of the Six Heavens still lingers, and Witches and ghostly paths dominate. Demons and ghosts hold official titles, order is lost, and humans and ghosts are thrown into chaos. Heretical paths act with impunity, abandoning truth for falsehood, allowing the proliferation of evil forces. Amidst the suffering of the Mortal World and the devastation of life, Song Lin discovers that he can enter the mythological and supernatural tales recorded in the "Monster Chronicles" to obtain Daoist Skills. Shan Hai’s strange legends, myths, and supernatural tales; Pre-Qin Qi Cultivation, Taiyi in the Chu Territory, Penglai’s Independent Immortals, Lingnan’s Witchcraft, Kunlun Immortal Mountains… Slay the Evil Demons of the heavens, master thousands of Daoist Skills. The endless path of the Immortal Dao, I shall relentlessly pursue it.

Having opened his eyes once more, Chu Zheng found the world turned upside down. He had transformed from a Cultural Relic Restorer into a household slave. At the same time, a new feature had emerged within his body: a Repair Panel that refreshed daily, enabling his skills to continuously advance. 【Incomplete Mantra (repairable)】→【Great Circulatory Breathing Guideline】 【Ruined Temple Remnant (repairable)】→【Ancestral Dao Golden Body】 【Damaged Spirit Root (repairable)】→【Superior Quality Immortal Bone】 ………… In an era of cultivating truth, heroes compete fiercely, and prodigies rise together. From ancient times, sages and wise men were buried by the sands of time; a lifetime of glory or disgrace turned to naught in a blink, and only a few names are recorded in the annals of history. Having lived this life a second time, Chu Zheng did not seek the arts of immortality, but merely wished to have his name remembered by future generations.

Whiskers of Reflection “What if you turned into one of your ex’s pets?” Chris just wanted to fix things with Emma, but after a strange encounter at an old temple, he finds himself caught in an unexpected soul swap. Suddenly living in someone else’s body, Chris must learn to navigate a new life while trying to understand what happened — and how to get back to himself. As he explores this mysterious change, Chris discovers new perspectives on friendship, identity, and the people around him, especially Emma. But with time slipping away, will he find the answers he needs before it’s too late? Whiskers of Reflection is a heartfelt story about self-discovery, second chances, and the unexpected magic found in everyday life.

[COMPLETED] Aideen Ruan, though a royal princess, was always unwanted due to the circumstances of her birth. Born blind to a hostage concubine, she possessed an intriguing beauty; however, her disability rendered her utterly useless to the royal family. Even when the struggling Count Crueder reluctantly agreed to take Aideen as his wife to secure the royal dowry, her life failed to improve. A year into their marriage, Aideen's inability to produce an heir sealed her fate. The princess was destined for exile to the Temple, consigned to spend the remainder of her days in isolation and abandonment. Contrary to her anticipations, instead of the Temple, Aideen found herself within the cold walls of Duke Tillian Valentine's castle. Duke Valentine, the last scion of the once-revered Valentine family that ruled the Kingdom before the "Fratricide Rebellion", now presided over the desolate Northern lands. Faced with fear and confusion, Aideen expected her life to perpetuate its cycle of misery, only to discover that Duke Valentine might hold the key to a new opportunity, a chance at a life she had never envisioned. "You bewitched my body and soul. Put an intoxicating spell on me, shackled my heart to yours with your magic. If I could exchange my eyesight with you, I would do it just to make you see what a man dying from love looks like."

In "Lost Odyssey", a group of travelers embarks on a perilous journey home, but their path takes a dark and unexpected turn as they find themselves entangled in a nightmarish world where reality and myth blur. Their journey begins in the Realm of the Dead, where they retrieve the Ukata's Tear, a powerful artifact that restores balance to the realm. As they navigate through the Upside-Down Forest, they encounter creatures who walk on the ceiling and learn about the delicate balance of the ecosystem. But their journey is soon disrupted by Avovome, a dragon cursed by a powerful sorcerer. After breaking the curse, Avovome joins the group, and together they face unimaginable horrors, including terrifying creatures with human bodies and animalistic features. The group traverses treacherous landscapes, including the Desert of Dreams, where they uncover the secrets of the Temple of the Ancients. Within the temple, they face numerous challenges and trials, testing their skills, courage, and wits. Ultimately, they claim an artifact that grants them immense power and knowledge, but also comes with a great cost. As they emerge from the temple, they are met with a transformed world, full of possibilities and challenges. With the artifact's power coursing through them, the group must draw on their strength and resilience to overcome the treacherous landscape and find their way back home. But the journey ahead is fraught with uncertainty, and the group will have to confront the consequences of their newfound power and the secrets they have uncovered. Will they be able to find their way back home, or will the nightmarish world consume them?

He won her in a bidding war. She expected chains. Instead, he offered chaos—and something dangerously close to freedom. Anastasia was raised in the temple, carved from childhood with sacred runes—each one a blood-soaked tribute to the gods she never chose. A weapon. A symbol. A prize passed from hand to hand. When the temples auction her off, she’s prepared to survive whatever comes next. She’s not prepared for him. Malvor, the God of Chaos, is all smirks and swagger, crowned in mischief and dressed like temptation itself. But beneath the theatrics is a man hiding his own scars—some emotional, some eternal. He doesn’t want obedience. He wants fire. Challenge. Her. And Anastasia? She’s done playing the part of the willing doll. She’s dangerous, defiant, and not afraid to bite the hand that tries to claim her. Now, caught in a realm where illusions have teeth and gods play games with mortal lives, the only thing more reckless than trusting Malvor… is falling for him. This isn’t a love story. It’s healing wrapped in heat. It’s trauma, chaos, and slow, aching desire. And it starts with a girl who was never meant to survive— But did. And came back sharper.

"The Last Signal of Darkness" – Story Summary In a bloody raid carried out in the name of the Temple of Light, a young boy named Krain loses his entire family. Consumed by vengeance and despair, he descends into the abyss of darkness. To exact revenge on the Temple that destroyed his life, he answers the call of the shadow and becomes the thirteenth Tear of the Black Moon. But vengeance is no simple path. Between conviction and corruption, truth and lies, humanity and brutality, Krain’s soul begins to fracture. And as he walks deeper into the darkness, the shadows do not just follow—they pull him ever further into their grasp...

The Island That Sees Through You *Genre: Supernatural Horror, Psychological Thriller, Travel Mystery* *Setting: Ubud, Bali – Summer of 2023* What if paradise sees your soul—and doesn’t let go? I never believed in ghosts. Not seriously. Not until the summer of 2023, when burnout from my tech job in Singapore led me to book a last-minute solo retreat to Bali. The plan was simple: unplug, heal, reset. But the island had other plans. What began as a peaceful vacation in a secluded villa outside Ubud quickly spiraled into a spiritual descent I couldn’t escape from. The villa was perfect—too perfect. Traditional Balinese design, surrounded by rice paddies, misty mornings, and ancient temples nearby. Every doorway adorned with daily offerings. Every night serenaded by distant gamelan music. For the first few days, I embraced it all. Meditation, yoga, local food, temple visits. Then came the dreams. A temple I hadn’t seen. A woman in white with her face half-covered in hair. A stare that pierced through the veil of sleep and left me frozen with fear. Whispers in a language I didn’t speak. Night after night, her presence grew stronger—until she crossed the threshold from dream into reality. Mirrors fogged on their own. Statues turned. Shadows moved in corners untouched by light. And always, the smell of frangipani before something happened. The villa, once tranquil, felt like a mouth slowly closing around me. Every inch of the house watched. Every offering seemed like a warning I was too late to understand. Locals avoided my gaze. Strangers placed offerings outside my room without a word. I visited a *balian*—a traditional Balinese healer—who told me, “You opened something. It saw you. Now it follows.” I wanted to laugh. But I couldn’t. Because deep down, I knew it was true. The woman wasn't a ghost in the Western sense. She was something older. A *penunggu*—a watcher bound to the land, awakened by disrespect or recognition. And I had done both. Through rituals, cryptic warnings, and a wooden idol with no eyes, I tried to make sense of the unraveling horror. I was told to let her "finish looking." But what does that mean when what she sees is you—your regrets, your secrets, your soul? This isn’t just a ghost story. It’s about the cost of being seen by something beyond comprehension. It’s about sacred land, and what happens when a tourist treats spirit like spectacle. It’s about the third eye opening not through meditation, but through fear. The island gave me what I didn’t ask for. And now, even after leaving Bali, the dreams haven’t stopped. If you’ve ever felt something watching you just out of view\... if you’ve ever visited a sacred place and felt *changed* afterward... you might understand. You might have opened a door, too. **“The Island That Sees Through You”** is a supernatural travel-horror novella written in a deeply immersive, personal style. A cross between *The Haunting of Hill House* and *Eat Pray Die*, this story takes readers on a slow-burn psychological descent through mysticism, madness, and a truth you cannot unsee. Welcome to Bali. She sees you now.

Kael vanishes one night without a trace. What he discovers is neither a dream nor a nightmare… but a forgotten truth. In a world stripped of magic, four ancient temples hold the fragments of a power sealed since the dawn of time. While exploring one of them, Kael awakens a prophecy. But he was not the hero it had been waiting for… Between pain, transformation, and cosmic revelations, Kael must choose: survive or surrender, move forward or lose himself. Echo of Past is a modern dark fantasy weaving together mystery, metamorphosis, ancient blood, and absolute forces.

Kael disparaît un soir sans laisser de trace. Ce qu’il découvre n’est ni un rêve, ni un cauchemar… mais une vérité oubliée. Dans un monde privé de magie, quatre temples oubliés renferment les fragments d’un pouvoir scellé depuis l’origine. En explorant l’un d’eux, Kael réveille une prophétie. Mais ce n’est pas un héros qu’elle attendait… Entre douleur, mutation et révélations cosmiques, Kael devra choisir : survivre ou céder, avancer ou perdre ce qu’il est. Echo of Past est une dark fantasy moderne mêlant mystère, transformation, sang ancien et forces absolues.

In the city of Anuko, where filth and ruin fester like open wounds, the beast-blooded are left to rot — nameless, hunted, forgotten. Among them is a girl with sapphire hair and golden eyes, her soul soaked in cold mud and silence. She has no name, no past worth keeping, and no future worth hoping for. Until he appears. A priest clad in sunlight and silk descends into the filth to lift her from the gutter. His name is Father Calvere, and he offers her not pity, but purpose. A name: Asheniel. A sanctuary: The Thousand-Petaled Temple. A promise: that she is not a mistake, but a miracle yet to bloom. But the temple is not what it seems. Behind its marble steps and golden domes lies a pulsing mystery — one soaked in blood, faith, and something far older than gods. As Asheniel takes her first steps into holiness, she begins to unravel secrets buried beneath scripture and shadow. Why did the priest find her? What stirs within the temple’s sacred heart? And what is the true cost of being chosen? A gothic fantasy of rebirth and rot,

“There are no records of you. No threads. No name in the Book of Time. You do not belong to this world.” In the city of Greystone, where time is measured, traded, and worshipped — everyone is born into an Epoch: a system that defines your future, your fate, and your worth. But Arther is an orphan with nothing. No family. No fate thread. No past. To the Church of Time, he doesn’t exist. To the nobles, he’s vermin. To the city, he’s invisible. But Arther is something far more dangerous: Epochless. When he uncovers a shattered relic beneath a forgotten temple, Arther begins to see the cracks in the world’s perfect system. The gods are not dead. The threads are not fair. And fate is just a cage for those who believe in it. Arther won’t become a hero. He won’t follow destiny. He’ll build his own path, a hidden empire of secrets, shadows, and stolen power. In a world that writes you down to control you… he is unwritten. And that makes him unstoppable

24 year-old Richter Maier stands at the pinnacle of Swordsmanship — a competitive combat sport whose glory was stolen by the first-ever immersive VR fantasy game: Mirage. The smash hit rose to a global sensation - leaving Richter at a loss as his disciples and competitors quit to pursue a career in-game... Until fantasy became reality. Earth was indoctrinated into the 'System', with dungeons and monsters and classes eerily similar to Mirage. A game he never played. Now Richter has a chance to regain his fame, and even more ways to gain strength. But he'll have to combat monsters, interstellar beings, revenge, and his own lack of knowledge before he gets anywhere close. It's a whole new ball game, and Richter's just getting started. ...And maybe he'll pick up some new disciples along the way. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks for reading!

Sixteen-year-old Zai, an ordinary Black teen navigating life in Washington D.C., lives with his overworked father and keeps a low profile at school—until the night a pink meteor-like orb crashes nearby. Drawn by curiosity, Zai finds the glowing sphere nestled in Rock Creek Park. The moment he touches it, it vanishes—and Zai is pulled into a pitch-black void where a disembodied voice and a glowing system panel await. That night changes everything. Zai awakens with access to the “Smash System,” a mysterious power source that grants him Super Smash Bros Ultimate abilities, tailored to fit a real human body. But he’s not some overpowered hero overnight—he starts at Level 1, with access to only the most basic mechanics: Short Dodge Roll, Basic Punch (Smash Variant), Parry, Double Jump, and System Scan.

In the sprawling metropolis of Dawn City, Joy Dela Cruz, a mysterious and determined young woman, embarks on a dangerous quest to unlock the secrets of Mayari’s Temple. Driven by her late mother’s dying wish, Joy must navigate a treacherous world filled with hidden threats, strange powers, and unexpected allies. As she delves deeper into the unknown, she uncovers truths that could change her life—and the fate of the world—forever. What will Joy discover on her perilous journey, and what sacrifices will she have to make along the way?

A cosmic event involving an artifact like cube crafted by an ancient Martian civilization has created a supernatural barrier called the Sky Wall, which divides future Japan into three literal, and figurative regions, Touto, Hokuto, and Seito. Along with creating a complex split between the three, the event has brought with it legions of creatures dubbed Smash down onto the country, who chase and attack citizens on sight. Sento Kiryu, having lost his memory, is found and sheltered by a enigmatic cafe owner named Soichi Isurugi who gives him a belt called the Build Driver that gives him the ability to turn into Kamen Rider Build, which he uses to fight the Smash in his own way. Sento learns that his forgotten past is connected to the events of the Sky Wall Disaster. In his search for the truth about his past and a solution to the current crisis, Sento makes several friends who also gain the ability to transform and battle with him, acquires several adversaries who fight back at his attempts to save everyone, and is pushed to figure out who is on what side, and what the sides even are or mean! Fan adapted Novel following the Show "Kamen Rider Build" as closely as possible.

Abraham is a lonely and weak vagabond who traverses a world full of magic and monsters. But when he's gifted a sacred attribute from a shady chalice in a temple, everything changes. Pulse floods into him at a level that shouldn't be possible. And now, he's hunted by monsters and beings of almost divine power.

In a world where magic is blood and blood is power, a nameless boy rises from ash… and becomes a flame the world cannot contain. Born in the forgotten village of Lorand, Irin was nothing more than a shadow—another voiceless soul in a realm ruled by the Seven Mage Houses. But when his home is razed to the ground and his people wiped out in the name of “cleansing,” Irin discovers a forbidden relic buried beneath a ruined temple: the Ashstone — a shard of ancient, sealed magic long thought destroyed. The moment he touches it, something awakens. Not just power... but memory. Not just fire... but fury. Now hunted by mage lords, stalked by whispers of prophecy, and drawn toward a war he never chose, Irin abandons his old name. The world begins to know him as Ash — the boy marked by the forgotten flame. But the Ashstone is more than a source of strength. It is a key… To a truth buried in the ruins of empires. To gods long silenced. And to a choice that may ignite the realm—or turn it all to dust.

Everyone knelt. I didn’t. I figured if the heavens wanted me down, they could send someone. They told me to bow. I pulled out a pillow. Then I fell asleep on the temple floor. When I woke up… I was stronger. Every time I break through, my system gives me a new Dao. Every…time, it’s useless. Dao of Laziness. Dao of Oversleeping. Dao of Tripping. But I’m still here beating everyone and their grandpas. And honestly? I just want to go back to bed.

Betrayed. Executed. Reborn with a system that judges the wicked. Lucien Graves was a rising star of the Radiant Lotus Temple—until he was framed for stealing forbidden techniques and sentenced to death by those he once called family. Beheaded beneath the Sky Pillar Rift, his soul should’ve been erased. Instead, he was chosen. "Lucien Graves. You were condemned unjustly. Now, you shall become the executioner of the heavens." Returned to life seven days before his death, Lucien awakens the Heavenly Executioner System—a divine relic that lets him see karma, pass judgment, and execute the corrupt in exchange for power. Every sinner he slays fuels his cultivation. Every traitor he exposes brings him closer to the truth. But the deeper he digs, the more he learns: the real enemy isn't just the sect... it's the entire Heavenly Order. In a world where might makes right, Lucien doesn’t seek mercy. He seeks verdicts. And he’s come back to deliver them all.

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Wiccan of the Tribe, Zoe, wants to nothing more but to free of her demeaning title Whore of the Pack. However during a meeting with the Council and the Alpha it is learned she is his Fated Mate and a shifter. After being exiled from the temple she seeks refuge with Alpha Nikoli; where she learns she has a choice. She can become his Luna and forsake those that abandoned her or reject the bond and risk killing them both along with the pack and tribe. But when another she-wolf appears as a possible Fated Mate; the Ruhn, a competition for she-wolves to become Luna is back on schedule for the following Blood Moon. But how can she compete when visions of the future show she will die during the Blood Moon?

When the sky shattered and monsters poured through the Rift, the world crumbled in a single night. Gods vanished, magic faltered, and the celestial balance tipped into chaos. What remained was ruin… and a mysterious power known only as the System. Kael Drayven, an orphaned disciple of a ruined martial temple, awakens amidst the ash with a blade in his hand—and the System in his soul. But Kael is no ordinary warrior. Branded by fate with a dual soul core, he becomes the first to unlock the forbidden path of the Arcanoblade—a hybrid class of martial mastery and ancient magic. With angels watching from the heavens, demons rising from the void, and humanity teetering on the edge of extinction, Kael must gather allies, master his evolving powers, and stand against the invading legions of nightmare. Every quest is a choice. Every skill a step toward divinity… or damnation. Will he become the savior the realms need, or will the System remake him into something far more terrifying?