Kansei Drift

It was as if life had struck a deal with Murphy’s Law — moving steadily toward the dream, only to collapse at the very brink of fulfillment. That’s how she lived: drifting between fleeting hobbies, anchored only by an old passion for reading, a constant thirst for knowledge. And just when she thought the path had finally cleared — she passed the entrance exam, drew closer to university, to people, to life itself after years of isolation, inertia, and delay — The long-awaited moment turns into a nightmare: she finds herself the wife of a man she doesn’t know, the mother of his children, in an unfamiliar place, without a name, without a past. Something ignites within her: She will live for herself, and no one else. But in a strange world, with an Eastern heart and a modern soul— Can she truly find herself? How will she face the unknown? And is willpower alone enough to survive?

"The wound is the place where the Light enters you." - Rumi This isn't a story about love in the way people usually mean it. It's not about a grand romance, or the kind that ends in fireworks or heartbreak. It's about a quieter kind of love-the kind that settles deep inside you and stays, long after the people who lit it have gone. It doesn't demand anything. It just lives on in silence. In the pages of old books. In half-remembered voices. In the things they once loved-and now you do too, simply because they did. For me, that thing was Rumi. I never tried to understand his poetry, not really. Most of the time, I still don't. But his words became a way back to them. A way to stay close to what I'd lost. A thread I could hold when there was nothing else left to hold onto. This book is a collection of moments. Quiet, drifting thoughts. Half-formed confessions I never said out loud. It doesn't follow a timeline. It doesn't follow structure. Like love, it just moves the way it wants to. Wandering, circling, returning. Maybe somewhere in these pages, you'll find something that echoes the way your heart once broke open. Maybe you've loved like this too.

Bubbles… Soft, fragile, and fleeting. They drift without purpose, bursting at the slightest touch. They aren’t weapons. They aren’t threats. Just harmless playthings, forgotten the moment they vanish. But what if bubbles weren’t so innocent? What if, in a world of Hunters—where magic shatters mountains and fists split seas—someone awakened a Skill based entirely on bubbles? A joke. A death sentence. Goblins would laugh. The weak would pity him. The strong wouldn’t even bother to look twice. But powers can hide secrets. And some truths are buried in plain sight. When a nameless F-Rank awakens the “Bubble Skill,” no one expects him to survive. Let alone rise. However, the indomitable spirit of River Faelan refused to die. Step by step, he climbed to the top—shattering every limit placed on a “mere” Bubble Mage. He proved them all wrong. And he’ll do it again, Even if it means starting from the very bottom… for one more time. .... What to expect from this Novel: - Dungeons/Portals - Time Travel to the Past - Overpowered Protagonist - Creative use of Abilities/Skills/Powers - System/LitRPG - And more! Please send Power Stones/Golden Tickets/Gifts to support this Novel!

--------I have noticed many of you reading it but not adding to the library, maybe because of Prologue, so you can skip the Boring Prologue of Lore and get to the fun part, Chapter-01. Thanks for Reading it. I really appreciate it. Synopsis: [Ultra Short Version - Terry has game abilities—XP leveling, Resource/Material Harvesting, crafting items in seconds, spamming them in battle, and even granting others the same powers.] ------ [Short version] Terry's soul was a hollow flute. Isekai'd into a brutal world of monsters and dungeons, but with game-like powers, he was used as a pawn, then betrayed and abandoned. But in that emptiness, something ancient began to stir. Now he drifts unseen, collecting every secret and sin, his hollow core twisting into a hunger no one can escape. The flute has begun to sing. And when he plays, the world that cast him aside will drown in the music of his revenge. ----------------- [Long Version] Terry never had the wish. Had no big dreams. Never wanted to be great. No fire of ambition in his heart. Just emptiness. Maybe that's why he was chosen. A perfect vessel. Cracked and full of holes. Empty enough for something old and powerful to slip in. Like a flute waiting to be played, shaped to carry a god's lost song. He woke up in Tarnheval, a brutal medieval world choking on its own glory. Monsters lurking beneath shattered citadels. Dragons nesting in the ruins of dead kingdoms. Dungeons that swallowed entire generations. And nobles who smiled as they carved out power from the bones of the helpless. They looked at him and saw nothing worth fearing. Just a vessel to be filled. A weapon to be used. So they betrayed him. Abandoned him. He was sacrificed. Forgotten. But he did not forget. Quiet. Watching. Every move the nobles plotted behind cold stone walls. Every sin the great families buried beneath silk banners. Armies that slaughtered innocents they had sworn to protect. And Terry drifted through it all. Unseen. Unremarkable. Absorbing every dark truth, every whispered lie, every dying breath. Noting. Remembering each. Because something inside him was waking up. Something older than Tarnheval itself. The flute had begun to sing. His emptiness turned into hunger. A hunger for truth. A hunger for ruin. The one they abandoned was becoming the weapon they couldn't stop. And whether the world lives or falls, it will happen to the music he plays. #IsekaiEpic #AbandonedHeir #DungeonCrawling #DragonTaming #War #TheEmptyHero

At twenty, she had a child in secret. At twenty-two, she was discreetly married into a wealthy family. Qin Mu lost her mother at the age of seven and was sent abroad by her unscrupulous father when she was only eight. Little did she expect her future to be so bright, she decided to climb up on Mu General's shoulders with great strides. Mu Yichen went from being Rongcheng's top heartthrob to its youngest tycoon—arrogant and wise, unfathomable, yet he somehow fell into the hands of a little lass. —— About marriage. "Mu Yichen, we are just—friends!" "That can't be the reason you reject me!" Qin Mu was scared stiff, as Mu General rudely carried her off to the marriage registration office, to sign, to stamp, to get the certificate! —— Hidden marriage for too long. "If you say our daughter is adopted from the orphanage, I won't argue with you, but when will you make me public?" In broad daylight, Mu General pinned Mrs. Mu against the corner wall, threatening her with a devilish charm. "Depends on your performance!" Mrs. Mu smirked, and the next moment, she counterattacked Mu General. "Quick, cover your eyes!" Mu Baby, who had been ignored on the side, immediately covered her eyes.

Facing a meteor, I wished for a stable and respectable job and money to spend, only to become the lucky one physically carried away by the meteor. After drifting through chaos, I was reborn as Nezha. The good news is all my wishes came true, the bad news is the world is not right. Nezha, carrying fragments of the Creation Jade Slip and Chaos Pearl, doesn't want to follow the old path of becoming a tool for Taiyi to avert disasters, so he apprentices under Nuwa. What do you mean I killed Ao Bing? I don't know Ao Bing, you should ask someone else. What do you mean Yin Shou is tyrannical, he is just an enthusiast of cultivation. Stone Ji is a spirit born from rocks, naturally, she matches my expertise in mending the sky, so let her be my good friend (tool). Why do you say Zhao Gongming looks simple-minded? I think he looks very much like my brother-in-law. Let’s see how Nezha securely cultivates in the prehistoric world, defying fate and ascending the Great Dao.

His tendons severed in his hands and feet, he fused with the memories of the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong, in a moment of utter despair. From then on, he defied the heavens and rose powerfully, unstoppable once he began.

Seojun was just another struggling man, drifting through life filled with regrets and unfulfilled dreams—until he woke up in the body of Lucien, the crown prince of a powerful kingdom. His people scorn Lucien—a symbol of failure and disgrace. To make matters worse, Seojun discovers that the original Lucien was murdered, and the killer might still be nearby. Now trapped in a royal life he never wanted, Seojun must navigate court politics, silent assassins, and a legacy burdened by shame. With only fragmented memories and his sense of justice as his guide, he takes his first step—not to become a hero, but to survive. Patreon: patreon.com/RiverofFate Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/639069/fictions

In a city humming with secrets and saxophones, two women drift toward the same smoky stage-one chasing escape, the other chasing survival. Beneath dim lights and over spilled gin, the night bends for no one. But when a voice unlike any other slices through the haze, everything stills. Glances linger. Time forgets itself. Whispers follow in the dark, but not all of them come from the mouths of men. Some stories are sung. Others are stolen. And some-some only begin when the music starts. Chapter updates every other 2-3 weeks.

In the heartbeat of Lagos, where hustle meets heartache, When Love Bleeds tells the raw, unfiltered story of Mike a broke but brilliant developer with big dreams and Danika, a resilient hairstylist caught between love, obligation, and spiritual warning. When a chance meeting by a pool sparks an unexpected connection, the two begin building a fragile romance, pieced together by shared ambition, late-night talks, and small acts of sacrifice. But love in a city like Lagos costs more than words. As financial pressures rise and Danika’s family moves in, Mike finds himself torn between being her hero and losing himself. Then come the signs. An oracle’s cryptic warnings. Nightmares Danika can’t shake. A pregnancy filled with complications. And a loss that breaks them both. As Danika drifts into silence, Mike spirals battling depression, betrayal, and the ghosts of a love he can’t let go. Years pass. Cities change. But some wounds don't heal with distance. When fate brings Mike back to Danika’s hospital bedside, with a child that may not be his but a love that never truly left the two must confront everything they buried. The pain. The sacrifice. The bleeding heart that still beats for each other. Will they choose healing over escape? Redemption over regret? Or has too much already been lost? When Love Bleeds is an emotionally rich, spiritually charged urban love story that explores the quiet heroism of staying, the weight of cultural expectations, and what it truly costs to build a future together when the world and even the spirits seem against you.

Two distant souls. One casual wave. A thousand almosts. In a world where glances linger longer than words, and silence speaks louder than promises, two people begin to drift closer—never quite colliding, never quite letting go. What starts as a gesture becomes a rhythm, and what was never supposed to mean anything slowly begins to mean everything. This is a story of slow-burning closeness, unspoken feelings, fractured friendships, and the dangerous beauty of being seen too deeply. Some love stories are loud. This one hums in the spaces between.

In 2019, a cataclysmic event shatters the fabric of reality, unleashing a new world where the forces of desire shape the very essence of existence. As the heavens themselves crumble, a chaotic new fantasy realm emerges, where the boundaries between good and evil blur, and power is the only law. The old world is dying, and the Eternal Era begins—an age where survival is a battle, and only the strongest can thrive. Amidst the destruction, a desperate quest for salvation unfolds. Every soul, driven by hope and ambition, journeys through the ruins of their past to find a new future. In this perilous new world, what remains of humanity must confront their darkest desires and face the unknown to rebuild—or perish in the attempt. How will Yi Tianxing navigate this dawning era of bloodshed and chaos? [I just translate the story, real author is Drifting Alone]

Aralynn Faewind loses her family in a raid by a neighbooring nation. Her village is ravaged to the ground, her parents and brother dead. The bodies of her friends lie lifeless around her- and her younger sister is missing. Joining the imperial army to fight against the invaders, Aralynn grows close to her squad- only to lose them to poor, unfair, and reckless planning on the hands of corrupt commanders. Driven by rage, Aralynn deserts, faking her death, vowing to someday return and bring retribution on her corrupt leaders and the invaders- with a gun. Her gun. The only gun in the entire world of swords and magic and fantastical creatures. Losing her sense of direction, Aralynn drifts without meaning in life until one fateful day she stumbles into a tavern and sees an intriguing job posted on the quest board. Thus, her journey as an adventurer begins… Story and Plot by Dynasty0104 Interpretation and writing by Sushipotsticker

In a cosmos teetering on the brink of total collapse, the boundaries between dimensions begin to dissolve, triggering an apocalyptic convergence—a second Big Bang that threatens to annihilate all existence. As countless universes collapse and coalesce into a chaotic singularity, the fundamental laws of reality twist and shatter. Amidst this unprecedented dimensional drift, a lone figure emerges: Ren Ishida, a reluctant yet uniquely gifted explorer capable of traversing fragmented realities. Tasked with uncovering the root cause of the multiversal merge, Ren must navigate warped timelines, decaying worlds, and echoing versions of himself to prevent the final detonation of reality itself. Dimensional Drift: The Sacrifice Journey is a science-fantasy epic of existential stakes, identity unraveling, and the haunting cost of salvation—where one man's journey through collapsing dimensions may be the only hope to prevent the rebirth of oblivion.

In the endless void, a soul drifts, unlike most. It clings to its memories, shielding them from the universe's corrosive flow, bound by an unyielding vow whispered from the depths of its consciousness. This soul is drawn to a world teeming with life, yet cursed by the shadow of a relentless war. A conflict that born from the decisions and ambitions of powerful beings. Soul awakens to a new life in this very world, thrust into the heart of the chaos. With its first breath, the crushing weight of powerlessness and despair slams into it. This is the story of a journey forged from nothing, a slow climb to the peak, fueled by a vow that refuses to be forgotten and a wrath that will break the destiny.

Lucian Merrin — a quiet teen, a decent student, a dream son — didn’t mean to cross a line. But once he did, there was no going back. A glimpse of an exam key leads him to the school's admin portal. And from there, to something deeper. A place where knowledge is power, and power is temptation. As Lucian explores systems beyond his age and reach, the world around him begins to shift. His grades soar. His friends drift. His heart races — not from guilt, but from what’s possible. But the deeper you go, the more alone you become. And the more you know, the more they start watching. Note: I know, it's a bit vague or maybe even corny but trust this stranger...

Reyhan Alther died at the age of 20 and was reincarnated… as the wind. Formless and directionless, he drifted through a new world filled with wonder and cruelty. But from that breeze, everything began. With a mysterious power called the Divine Spirit System, Reyhan slowly rose—guiding spirits, gathering followers, and changing the course of the world. From a lonely gust, he became a figure known as Father… even to the gods. A battle of fate awaits. But before that, there's still time for the wind to whisper… and maybe crack a small joke or two.

A cataclysmic threat looms over all realms in existence, unnoticed by any. The Enigma Race, the harbingers of ruin, corrupts everything in their path, harvesting countless souls for their enigmatic Lord, posing a dire threat to all living beings. No realm is safe. While confronting invading forces from a foreign multiverse, Elias is cast out of his space-time continuum and into the chaotic depths of the Temporal Vortex, a location that has spelled the doom of many, due to a catastrophic accident. To survive, the once supreme Quantum Seeker, now weakened by a cunning invader, musters all his remaining might and, against all odds, transcends the Vortex, losing his body in the process. His consciousness drifted into the miraculous Mystic Multiverse, located in a different space-time continuum. Now, determined to return and save the ones he left behind, Elias vows to reclaim his lost strength. But as time passed, Elias discovered that the new realm isn’t as simple as he initially thought…

He opened his eyes in a world not his own. A child in an orphanage on a forgotten hill—quiet, distant, and far too composed for his age—he spends his days watching the town from above, waiting for something he cannot name. Born into this world with the memories of another, Rowe recalls cities of steel and flickering lights— but nothing of who he was, or how that life came undone. As the days drift by in hushed repetition, he mimics the world to blend in, while a deeper longing stirs beneath his silence: the desire to understand where he is… and why. And yet, something in him moves the world. People are drawn to him. Strange things begin to stir. Danger nears—but never touches. And within him, something begins to awaken—slowly, like the turning of stars. To others, he is simply one of the many nameless orphans left behind. But beneath that calm, unreadable face lies a forgotten name, a history erased. This is neither a tale of prophecy foretold nor that of a fate destined. Not a chosen hero’s rise or a villain's demise. It is the quiet unraveling of a boy trying to feel real—feel alive A child who slipped through fate’s fingers… and began to walk again. (Some excerpts from future^=^) “Don’t go there, move… it’s not safe,” Rowe warned, not out of panic, but habit—like he’d known what would happen if not stopped. Annora stands alone under the blanket of the clear dark starry sky. The wind tugged at her cloak as she prayed, “If you’re out there, please... find your way home, Isenor. Please, come back to me…” She had said it so many times, the stars seemed ready to answer. The air shifted as boots hit stone. A voice called out, clear and firm, “Enough waiting. Positions, everyone. Today marks a new beginning—we confer knightage on to the next generation.” declared Abel Time forgets many things. But not the ones still meant to be found...Let's walk the journey along with this curious soul

Have you ever regretted your past so deeply that you'd give anything to go back and change it? Elsa Williams, a hardworking woman, still finds herself haunted by her high school years. Not a day goes by without her mind drifting back to that particular moment—one she wishes she could erase or rewrite. If only she could find a time machine, Elsa would travel back and undo the mistakes that continue to weigh heavily on her heart. But when Elsa unexpectedly wakes up in her past, will she have the courage to face what she once ran from? Can she uncover the missing pieces and finally make peace with herself? Read on to find out.

Fifteen-year-old Mikazuki Yuzuki is no stranger to silence. Blamed for everything, supported by no one—not even her closest friends or family—she drifts through the endless corridors of Kurokawa High like a shadow. When she’s mysteriously locked inside the school after hours, alone and lost, Yuzuki stumbles upon a secret ritual hidden deep within the sprawling, labyrinthine campus. There, bathed in a mist of dark energy and whispers of forgotten spirits, she witnesses the gathering of supernatural forces — and encounters a ghost boy who defies everything she thought she knew. As ancient myths unravel and the school’s hidden past comes alive, Yuzuki must confront the darkness that clings to Kurokawa High — and to herself. With no one to trust and nowhere to run, she decides to use the haunting truth to claim the justice she’s always been denied. Because sometimes, the most powerful ghosts are the ones you carry inside.

In a world where power defines worth, Lumiel was born with none. A "Civilian" in a society where the Gifted dominate, he was cast aside by the very people who gave him life—his parents, legends in their own right. Forced to survive alone, Lumiel drifts through each day—until strange dreams pull him into the regrets of fallen warriors, loving fathers, broken heroes. Each dream is more than a vision—it's a trial. Each soul he helps grants him more than strength—it gives him purpose. As he inherits the abilities and burdens of the lost, a light flickers within him: the chance to prove that worth isn't given by birth, but forged through pain, choice, and heart. But when millions of souls stir behind the eyes of a boy once called worthless, the world will soon learn: the most broken fragments can cut the deepest.

(I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com) He was living a normal, happy life. 『When the raven calls thrice at the break of dawn, remember the life you left behind. For it is in the memories of yesteryears that you will find the strength to forge tomorrow』 A loving father and a successful confession. Good looks and top of his class. He had all he wanted, however... 『The raven will guide you to wisdom, but beware its twin; for it brings only sorrow. The path of Odin is paved with both light and darkness. Choose wisely; lest you shall be consumed by it』 It seemed like the threads of eternity had something else planned for him. Severed strands still drift in the cosmos as he was plucked away from one, and planted into another reality. Another world. Universe. Even though reincarnation was the last thing he wanted. 『It was carved in destiny itself』 "Fuck off..." This is the story of a boy becoming a man, an ordinary becoming an unordinary-- the youngest transitioning into the oldest. The guiding star of the north. ********************** This is my first time making a story like this. Hope you enjoy it. Add it to library, comment and review if you like it. Cover is still being made by "Octowobs" This is a temporary cover. Thanks.

Oxford, 1893. She’s the chaos he never planned for. He’s the silence she can’t quite break. When sharp-tongued student Iris Evelyn collides with cold, brilliant lecturer Edward Ashcroft, sparks don’t fly—they simmer. In whispered arguments. Glances across bookshelves. Letters never sent. Between debates and unspoken feelings, they orbit each other—too close to stay untouched, too distant to name what’s growing between them. But in a place like Oxford, love isn't a possibility. It's a liability. And the closer they get, the more it threatens to destroy them both. A slow-burn academic romance with razor-sharp banter, quiet heartbreak, and two people who were never supposed to feel this much.

The Last Defender of the Earth lay dead from an empty battle against the Void Legion, only to wake in a place older than time and shattered into an infinite labyrinth of madness—The Shardcore, where the lost fragments of the wills of gods drift, sparked closer to destruction. Reborn into the world of Elyndros, Kairo Vale has been given a second chance after being killed by the rogue deity Roland. Ancient civilisations are rising and falling, and the celestial titans fight for control on the world. But when Kairo comes back as a “Living Anomaly,” his very existence shakes the divine schematics of what all that means. Blessed with the Boundless Evolution System, Kairo doesn’t role the natural way. Instead, he's got to eat enemies, steal powers and mutate to the point of being unfathomable. But transformation comes with a price, and Kairo’s search for a way to return to normal will likely kill him. Not to mention the creatures that haunt his once sleepy town. In order to recover his soul and conquer the ten Divine Realms, Kairo will have to get to know the ancient rulers, a resurrected god, and women as powerful as they are, who each rule over a section of his forgotten fate. And that’s because in this world, power doesn’t simply corrupt — it transfigures.

His time as a feared Vampire Lord was short-lived. Hector Dracula Voss met his end not with bloodshed but with dignity—executed by his closest friend, the Silver Knight Victorias, in the name of peace. Betrayed by legacy and cursed by his father's sins, Hector’s death was supposed to be the end of a dark chapter in history. But death was only the beginning. Drifting through an endless void, Hector’s soul is caught between oblivion and rebirth. Drawn back to the world by an unknown force, he awakens in a strange mountaintop garden beneath a sky littered with alien stars. His body is no longer monstrous, his fangs gone, his heart beating—human. Despite his human form, within him stirs the ancient hunger of a vampire. Now reborn in a new world where gods have fallen, strange powers rule, and blood may not just be a hunger but a source of transcendence, Hector struggles to accept his new life and live it to the fullest. Unwilling to allow himself to be dragged around any longer, he searches for any way he can to become more powerful. In this life, Hector Dracula Voss resolves to live as he sees fit.

Arjun Rao was a boy born with everything — brilliance, instinct, strength — and yet, no idea who he truly was. Praised for his talent, crushed by expectations, he wandered through life like a ghost in his own story, drifting from one path to another, chasing meaning he could never hold. Behind his quiet eyes raged a storm of pressure, guilt, and endless questions: What if I waste it all? What if I choose wrong? What if I’m nothing special after all? In a world that only sees the surface, Arjun begins a descent inward — into obsession, clarity, and eventually transformation. But greatness never comes clean. It drags you through the dark, makes you bleed for purpose, and dares you to become something terrifyingly real. This is not a story of destiny. It’s the story of becoming.

Heir to a forgotten name, Lucretia walks through the ruins of a drifting world. When thunder echoes beyond the sealed mountains, she sets forth in search of meaning—and perhaps redemption—guided only by the omen of the storm that sleeps within her.

He was born without magic, raised without mercy, and broken without apology. In a world where power defines worth, Cael Dren is an “Ashborn”, a magicless disgrace at the bottom of society. Mocked, beaten, and thrown into the Drifts to rot, he has nothing... until he discovers a forbidden power sealed in ancient chains: Umbra Genesis—the lost magic erased from history, feared by gods, and said to consume the soul of its wielder. As Cael bonds with the most powerful force ever known, he is hunted by kings, haunted by timelines that shouldn’t exist, and torn between salvation and destruction. Each use of his power rewrites reality—but at a horrifying cost. Allies with broken pasts. Enemies with divine blood. A world built to keep him weak. If Cael rises… the system falls. The weak shall burn the thrones of the mighty. From the ashes of the forsaken... a god will rise.

In his previous life, Slazar was nothing more than a hired killer a human beast who sold his soul to the highest bidder. He cared for nothing but money and blood, drifting between murder and destruction without feeling a single real emotion. He was hollow. Empty. Until one moment changed everything. After dying in a dark alley, he found himself in a strange place eated upon a throne of corpses, in a land called Nargon a desolate continent where kings had perished, and the sun had been swallowed whole. Everything there was distorted—humans resembled monsters, and monsters ruled like The gods. No laws. No mercy. Only one principle governed all: The Rules of the Slaughter.