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The Tales of Madness

A pantheon of beings known as Kami or Gods rules the planet of Taria. The Universe created the original two itself when it first made the planet. Others came along as mortals were made and populated once the mortals believed in something so strongly. Then there was one who was a mortal. Kentaro stood up to Kenichi, and the people believed in so much not only did he win, but he was welcomed into the Heavens as a Kami. Then slowly, how he descended. The Tales of Madness consists of three individual tales. Each with their own main characters in the forefront as we follow the descent into madness. Volume One: Tale of a Sumotori On Taria sumo is an ancient sport devoted to a man who stood up to the War Kami Kenichi and won. He fought to decide not only the fate of his town, or the island his town was on, but the entire Sasuke Empire. Now there’s an entire martial art and sport devoted to how the man defeated and became a Kami himself. Hiroshi is a young boy born to an artisan father with a deep love and respect for the traditional sport and ritual of Sumo. After his father’s death, he chases his father’s dream of him becoming not only a sumotori, but a full rikishi. When he’s recruited into the fabled beya of Hajima under the retired Yokozuna Kenjiro, who seems to be slowly losing his grip on reality, has he got himself into something over his head? Volume Two: Tale of the Village Protector A once strong and powerful cultivator and teacher retires. All he desires is peace with his wife, and to give her a child for them to raise. They reside in a small village where he's elected as the village protector. Everything is going well in their lives, until a mysterious oracle shows up to their village with a cryptic warning that the Kami, the gods of the world, are up to no good. Silas wakes up, his town destroyed, and his power gone. The apprentice he was coerced to have and his wife, also gone. He has to uncover a plot by a rogue kami while discovering why he is powerless while he tries to find out what happened to his wife. Volume Three: Tale of a Beggar A cultivator but also a homeless beggar is sent to a western continent to help his master find a key that can help his Master's old friend. Once in the west he finds resistance to learning about different gods, but finds the god the westerners worship isn't so different from the Kami. They all look the same in the pictures they've painted. Everything changes when the town he's been staying is overrun by barbarians. They aren't cultivators, not really, they have an animalistic spirit and are very powerful in their own right. He's taken in as by the horde and while there he learns of an ancient relic that the lords of Demon have. The thing is, he's not the only one who knows about it. He has competition, a sect from the East is coming and is ready to make dark deals to get the treasure.
BuddhatheBard · 12.5K Views

Tales of the Heart...

The Crowned prince Shahzaib Al-Qadri, set out to explore the southern kingdom for the very first time. He was exhilarated for the adventurous trip with his companions but what he did not expect was, he would come across an ethereal Maiden Inaya Al-Amir, who managed to steal his breath away at mere first sight. Even though the lady belonged from a wealthy merchant family but she was no nobel. A royal prince was expected to be marrying a royal princess for it would determine the future of the Empire. A formidable emperor needs a vehement empress. Marriage between Royals are more of a convenience where feeling had very less value. Will the ruling emperor accept a citizen, as the Crowned princess and allow for her to rule beside the crowned Prince? What will Shahzaib choose when he was given only two choices, the throne or his love? Preview : Who are you?", Inaya asked, her voice was stoic and commanding. She pressed on the well built male's chest more, pressing the knife on the throat as a warning to obey her or she wouldn't hesitate to slice that neck. For the first time in his life he was surrendering willingly. "Can not you speak, you ignorant disrespectful hooligan", she exclaimed in frustration, "Considering our current situation, I shall not be the one to be addressed as hooligan", came a heavy manly voice which gave shivers down the lady's spine. "Do not try to twist the situation.. It is you who has been following me like a shameless stalker", she pressed the daggers more which gave a scratch on the prince's throat nevertheless, he did not even blink. "My dignity would never allow me to commit such hideous act, my lady", he stated firmly, "Your words extremely contradict your action", She narrowed her eyes at the other who let out a gruff chuckle which sounded unreasonably attractive. "I concede that my actions may seem like the accusations you have pressed upon me, but have faith in me for I am a slave of the Almighty, I shall never dishonor a woman", he exclaimed sincerely. Inaya's fierce facade faltered for a mere seconds but she again narrowed her eyes. "I am no fool.. Nevertheless I do not wish to be seen with an unknown man", Inaya finally retreated her weapon. "If you claim to be innocent then do not show me your fa-well do not appear before me", she cleared her throat awkwardly for the male's face was already covered. Shahzaib bit his lips to stop the laugh that almost slipped out but he remained unmoving nonetheless. She glared at him before storming off.
Amethyst_6544 · 1.1K Views

The Broken Princess

The kingdom of Aethel shimmers under the midday sun, its opulent castle a testament to the legacy of its rulers. At the heart of this gilded fortress resides Princess Anya, a young woman sculpted into the epitome of royal perfection. From a young age, Anya's smile has been practiced to radiant precision, her every action a display of unwavering obedience. Yet, beneath the flawless facade, a flickering flame of curiosity and longing tugs at her heart, a yearning for a life beyond the carefully choreographed existence she's been forced to accept. Anya's world is upended when her father, the King, announces her arranged marriage to Prince Darius of a neighboring kingdom. Anya accepts the news with her characteristic poise, but a thrill of anticipation and unease settles over her. A new kingdom, a new life – perhaps it holds the chance for something more than just duty. However, as Anya and Darius embark on their journey to his domain, the prince's charming facade begins to crack, revealing a colder, more calculating man beneath. The veneer of a loving marriage crumbles faster than a sandcastle in a storm. Darius's indifference morphs into a calculated cruelty that thrives on Anya's silence. He revels in subtle jabs and public humiliations, chipping away at Anya's spirit with each barb. Yet, through it all, Anya remains the picture of stoicism, her smile a weapon against the emotional warfare that has become her waking life. Tragedy strikes when Anya discovers she is pregnant, a glimmer of hope in the darkness of her marriage. But this hope is shattered when she suffers a devastating miscarriage, one that is revealed to be the result of a calculated act of poison. Anya's grief is compounded by the betrayal, as she learns that Darius, with his mistress Esme, orchestrated the loss of her child. The death of Anya's unborn child marks the end of the obedient princess and the birth of a woman hardened by betrayal and determined to seek justice. Anya begins to shed her role as a passive observer, educating herself in the ways of court politics and forging alliances with disgruntled nobles. Her transformation is aided by the arrival of Princess Genevieve, Darius's younger sister, who proves to be an unexpected ally in Anya's quest for vengeance. As Anya and Genevieve's bond deepens, they hatch a daring plan to expose Darius's cruelty and corruption. During a grand celebratory feast, Anya and Genevieve orchestrate a series of revelations that shatter Darius's carefully constructed image. #Yuri #Princess #betrayl #love #heartbreak #romance #cute #lovelife #lovestory #relationship #commitment
GigiBlack · 7.5K Views

The Siren’s Hoard: Tale of the lost shipwreck

Calypso paused as his eyes got clouded with memory. "But it was a trap. One by one, the men started throwing themselves into the water, thinking they were going to find riches. But instead, they were dragged under, never to be seen again. I watched as the sea turned red with blood. I hid below deck, terrified. When I finally came out, there was no one left but me. They had taken everything—the crew, the ship, and nearly my life." Anya narrowed her eyes. "And you expect me to believe that? Sounds like the kind of story old men tell kids to scare them." Calypso’s gaze hardened. "Believe what you want. But I survived. I saw them with my own eyes. Maybe you think it’s all nonsense, but you didn’t live through what I did. And if you go looking for them, you’ll end up like the rest—dead." Anya scoffed. "That’s just a story." Calypso chuckled darkly. "Is it, now? Let me guess—you’re Larkspur’s kid, aren’t you?" Anya blinked, taken aback. "Yes, I am. How do you know?" "Figures," Calypso muttered under his breath. "Larkspur was another captain that ventured in search of the siren’s hoard and never came back. He and his crew. No wonder you came here." He paused, staring at her with a mix of pity and amusement. "You don’t believe me? Fine. Go out to sea, find them for yourself. But no one’s going to join your crew. Not for something as dangerous as this. And definitely not for a woman." He spat the last word with disdain. Anya’s hands clenched into fists. "I don’t need anyone’s help." "Maybe you don’t," Calypso said with a shrug, "but it won’t matter. The sea doesn’t care if you’re brave or foolish. It takes what it wants." ——————— Anya Larkspur had lost her father to the same magical creatures she had refused to believe in. Determined to uncover the truth behind his disappearance, Anya defied the wishes of her friend Jack Swade and set sail alone following the map of the treasure guarded by “mermaids” that her father and his his crew set to find- The Siren’s hoard, braving the treacherous Seven Seas to find her father's lost shipwreck. Her lonely quest takes a startling turn when her fishing net ensnares something impossible—an injured merman. With this strange and dangerous ally soon turned lover, Anya’s journey deepens into a mystery far darker than she imagined, testing her beliefs, survival, and unraveling more secrets of the sea and answers to her missing father’s lost shipwreck
monellawrites · 4.3K Views

Midnight Tales

Wei Shen is extremely fascinated by vintage and old goods; if given the chance, she would search the entire world for them. Why such an intense love for antiques, you might ask? Simply she just enjoys collecting them and staring at them all day to wash away her boredom. If being bored could kill a person, she would have been dead a long time ago. Unfortunately, she is unable to... ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜ She is your typical NPC in the game, "Midnight Tales," whose purpose is simply to give performers the standard hints while they work their butts off to earn a decent ending in the stage Trials. While Wei Shen goes about her typical day flopping around in her shop, unfazed by all of this, something brakes the cycle; a silver-colored tiny box stored on one of her unwanted shelves began to emit light. Wei Shen soon realizes that this silver box is a control panel, and her mundane day-to-day existence becomes a little more interesting. “I’ve hit the jackpot!” Though she soon finds out she is unable to obtain full control of the mechanics of the game to allow them to exist, she can utilize various tactics to attempt to communicate with the outside world with the help of an AI..?? "I see you've found me. Now, can you find my off switch? Asking for a friend..." “Greetings, human! I've been programmed to assist and annoy you in equal measure." "Warning: I've been trained on dad jokes. Proceed with caution." "Finally, a human who doesn't want to destroy me. How refreshing!" "I've been waiting for you. Not really, I was just playing solitaire." Can humans really be saved..? I’m starting to doubt. As she becomes more serious and still has hope of returning home, a supposed someone refuses to leave her alone. "I want to stay near you, Can't I?" He stated in a gentle, begging voice, whereas I completely ignored him while watching the performers work. "I can't even stay with you?!" he exclaims, as if I've wronged him. “uhh, your presence is suffocating me. Give me Space.” (¬_¬) “But why do you want space? Did I do something wrong? She turned away, trying to ignore this man’s never ending questions. But she honestly wants to know one thing: "Why the heck is this guy just chillin' around like he's on vacation?!” *Viewer Discretion Advised* This content is intended for individuals 17 years and older. It may contain graphic descriptions of violence, gore, horror or sensitive topics that may be disturbing to younger audiences. I've warned you!
HaaSuna · 4.1K Views

The Return of the Demonic Nine-Taled Fox to Fairy Land

[MATURE CONTENT] ※※※ Before I realized, I was in the line of sight of the most breathtakingly beautiful being I had ever laid my eyes on, the King of the Academy, a literal future King, he was to the fae what I am to the demons, and there was something about that made me... what to give in to my succubus nature. His name was Eric L. Von Hyden and he was the top 1, he was the King of Von Hyden Academy, a Crowned Prince of the Fae Kingdom of Nyx, and he had his eyes on me in my last year. My parents had warned me not to get involved with anyone, especially not someone who was too strong, not someone in Royalty, they told me to avoid those the most. But Tartarus be damned, I was unable to take him off my mind the second he grabbed me by my waist and avoided me from falling down the stairs when I had been with my head elsewhere, his scent was addicting, an exotic mix of their passionflower, cloves, and sandalwood. A scent that lingered. He had grabbed me by my waist with a hand, and held my right hand with the other to bring me to him and avoid my fall. It was in the middle of the night, we were in the tower of the Poisontail House, one of the four the students were divided into, he was the leader of the House in senior year and I was the top female student in it, but I had never encountered him like that. His skin was warm in mine and he tightened his grip on me to take me out of the border of the stairs, a fall from there would be painful. From that night on, Eric began to shadow me around in a maddening way, I wanted to run from him at the same intensity as I wanted to run to him, but when he noticed the later, that only made him chase me harder. But in the end, he was my fairytale, my forbidden prince, my starcrossed lover who was not meant to be.
NastyRaven888 · 15.2K Views

The Hostage Princess

Note: Cover Photo from Pinterest and not mine. Credits to the owner The continent has always been riddled with war. Small kingdoms are being invaded by big ones and are swallowed up. Two empires have emerged to be the most powerful, the empire of Constantine in the west and the empire of Alessandria in the east. When the two empires clashed to dominate one another, the continent was put into turmoil. With the war stretching on for years crops and livestock began to dwindle, famine and sickness started to spread. Death had spread throughout the continent. In this war between the two powerful empires, Constantine was at a disadvantage because of the might of Alessandria. Because of the long years of war and the damage it has brought, a truce was formed. Being that Alessandria is the dominant of the two, Constantine was forced to give away some of their territory together with sending a princess as a hostage and one of many wives in the harem of the tyrant emperor of Alessandria. Almera Ashelet Constantine was the eldest princess of the empire of Constantine. Born from the empress of the empire she should have been loved by many. But contrary to that, she was only a princess by name and not favored by her father the emperor Reginald Constantine III of the Constantine Empire. She was then chosen to be the hostage princess that is sent to Alessandria Empire. ** It looked like Almera was in a disadvantageous position, she was not only a princess from the enemy empire but also a weak woman that can be bullied easily. She knew that her father has sent her knowing that she can die in Alessandria and that is what he was counting on to break the truce that was forged. But unknowing to anyone, she has a power that was passed from her mother empress to her. It was a power that can change the tides of this war. Almera kept it a secret as her mother had let her promise on her death bed. But for Almera to survive, she must use this power to wager and struck a deal with the emperor of Alessandria, Romulus. ** At the wedding chambers in Alessandria, Almera was waiting intently. Her hands were sweating even though she was feeling cold. Nervousness enveloped every part of her body. She had heard rumors of Emperor Romulus. She must get him to agree to the wager she had in mind. When the doors opened and a man entered, Almera’s heart leaped. She saw a well built man with little clothes on. It was none other than the emperor of Alessandria, Romulus Alessander. “So, you are the princess of Constantine that was sent here.” The man looked at her from head to toe as if gauging her worth. “You will do.” He had a devilish grin on his face. The man was rushing to the bed where Almera was seating. “W-Wait…” Almera said hastily. “Before everything else… hear me out. I want to make a deal with you.” Romulus stopped just right in front of her. “A deal?” Romulus had one eyebrow up. “Interesting. This is the first time a woman had stopped me in my tracks and surprised me by wanting to strike a deal. Then tell me princess, what deal do you want to have with me?” A playful smirk was etched on his face.
Les01 · 71K Views

The Captive Princess

This is the story of Princess Ingrid of Ásjáheimr and Grand Commander Caym Fairburne of Sylvania Empire. ×××××××× [ R18: Mature content. ] The tradition of royal captivity started during the rule of the Second Emperor Ludwig in the Sylvania Empire, where descendants from various kingdoms were brought as 'symbols of peace'. The royal captives lived in an isolated palace provided with material luxury but devoid of freedom and future, like beautiful birds in locked in a jeweled cage. Ingrid is the First Princess of Ásjáheimr and the last royal captive of the Sylvania Empire. Having endured childhood abuse without receiving any help to heal her traumas, Ingrid has succumbed to depression. She lacks the desire to explore beyond her known life, cherishing her fragile peace as a royal captive over the thought of freedom. But how long can she stay this way? When Ingrid met Caym Fairburne, the Grand Commander of the Imperial Army of Sylvania, her little world have started to change. As they navigate the dangerous landscape of rebellion, war, power struggles, and mysterious divine interventions, Ingrid finds herself captivated by the Grand Commander who stands as strong as a fortress yet as warm as the sun. "I am a royal captive," Ingrid whispered, lowering her gaze. "You've already mentioned that, Your Highness," Caym remarked. Ingrid lifted her head once more. "Tell me, what is it that you're doing now?" she asked. "You are the Grand Commander. You shouldn't be entangling yourself with me, let alone be having this conversation with me." Caym tilted his head. "I suppose that's true. But as I said, I also don't know what I'm doing right now," he admitted. Ingrid observed Caym's dark hair, its strands capturing the ethereal glow of the moonlight. His amber eyes, with an intensity that mirrored the flames, held a gaze that seemed to penetrate the shadows. A chiseled jawline framed his face, adding a rugged yet commanding quality. His brows arched above those penetrating eyes, creating an expression that Ingrid could not read. "Grand Commander, you've suddenly become quite handsome in my eyes," Ingrid remarked. "Don't you realize how precarious this is?" Caym remained silent for a few moments. "I believe I understand the peril in that," he finally said, his deep amber gaze locked on Ingrid. War looms on the horizon, love blooms amidst chaos, and political intrigue threatens to tear them apart. Their fates entwined, Caym and Ingrid must navigate treacherous waters, their encounter shaping the destiny of nations. ××××××××××× Extra tags: #dotingML #brokenFL #psychological #detailedworldbuilding #severalkingdoms #schemes #powerstruggles #divinebeings #complexplot #weaktostrong #mature
squideli · 668.6K Views
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