Fem Oc Is Main Character And Ash Doesnt Exist

Earth was devastated by "The Fall"—a parasitic reality called the Forgotten World began consuming our own—humanity survives in isolated settlements surrounded by corrupting darkness. The city of Valtaros stands as one of civilization's last bastions, ruled by the Church of the Maw, which venerates a mysterious entity believed to be humanity's salvation. Elias, a ruthless survivor from Valtaros's slums, discovers strange black markings spreading across his skin—the dreaded sign that the Black Maw has chosen him. Forced to undergo its lethal trials that few survive, Elias must navigate a dual-phase ordeal that tests both his skills and his moral character. As he confronts the true nature of the Maw and its connection to humanity's past, Elias faces a fundamental choice: cling to his survival-at-all-costs mentality or embrace sacrifice to forge a new balance between realities.

Rols—Harbinger of death. Wherever he treads, monsters follow, leaving ruin in their wake. Is this his destiny, or the curse of a vengeance sworn on the darkest day of his life?With every step, nightmares rise from the abyss, twisting the world into a battlefield of horror. He chose this path, fully aware of the consequences, yet unable to turn back. Justice and destruction no longer blur—only the relentless march of vengeance remains. Is he the hunter embracing his fate, or a man willingly surrendering to the darkness? Follow Rols as he walks the edge of damnation—where every step is a descent into chaos, every battle a test of his soul, and every victory a reminder that the price of vengeance may be too steep to bear.

"From Ash to Aetherblade": Ackah Emile lives in the sprawling city of Veridia, a place where the gap between the awakened Hunters and the powerless unawakened is a chasm. Struggling to support his mother, Abelema, and younger sister, Aya, after the death of his father, Ackah faces a daily battle against poverty and despair. The world beyond Veridia is a dangerous place, swarming with monsters, labyrinths, and dimensional rifts, where only the strong survive. When a sudden, violent awakening transforms Ackah into a "Sword Ascendant," he is granted the power to wield a blade of pure aetheric energy and transcend the limits of mortal swordsmanship. This newfound power offers a chance to escape his desperate circumstances, but it also thrusts him into a world of cutthroat guilds, powerful nations, and ancient threats. Ackah must learn to master his abilities, navigating the treacherous political landscape of the twenty superpower countries, each vying for dominance. He faces monstrous hordes, battles corrupt guild leaders, and confronts the ever-present threat of void invasions. Along the way, he forms alliances with other Hunters, uncovers ancient secrets, and faces moral dilemmas that test his resolve. As Ackah rises from the ashes of his past, he amasses wealth and power, establishing his own guild, the "Rift Walkers," and forging a legend that will echo through the ages. "From Ash to Aetherblade" is a tale of action, adventure, and the transformative power of will, where a young man, armed with a blade of pure energy, carves his own destiny in a world teetering on the brink of chaos.

A cursed soul trapped on a battlefield seraching for the sun. Rumors has it that a demon in a black armor appeared on the field, many stated than even if you killed it, he came back to haunt you until your last breath. You may not remember it, but your soul was doomed from the beginning if you crossed path with him in another life. If you crossed path with me.

High-schooler Yuuto Sakurai is not your typical teen. He prides himself on his peculiar mission - to protect the love lives of those threatened by encroaching third parties. When charisma and physical prowess attempt to steal away your beloved, Sakurai leaps into action. For just 10,000 yen, he'll ensure your love story remains untainted. Armed with conviction and a no-discrimination policy, he is the Anti-NTR Man - a one-man crusade against romantic usurpation.

The reclusive Peak Master Fu Ran held onto a simple wish, a fleeting hope that the man of ̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶d̶r̶e̶a̶m̶s̶ his nightmares, would have stayed in his dreams! Since a young age, Fu Ran had been plagued by prophetic visions of his own demise at the hands of a tyrant emperor, but he had managed to keep some semblance of self with a simple fact: dreams couldn't kill you. But what happens when conjured fears become real? When they exist outside sleep? Fu Ran must struggle with learning to deal with an unwanted presence in his day-to-day life as he discovers that there's far more to this tyrant emperor than he first thought.

"I got transmigrated into a novel because of a bad review?" Eren found his life turned upside down when he woke up as the character that he had just finished cursing in a negative review! Not only had he been reborn as an antagonist that he hated, but he was an Elder at a Devilish Sect? It would've been fine if that was the only problem, but that was just the beginning as he remembered that the Character was a spy sent into the Devil Sect by the Mythical Hero Academy... A character that died within the first fifty chapters?!

It's that time of the decade when the business tycoons in America fight for yet who gets to perch at the peak. Being the winner of 'Thee Business Mogul Award' comes with a lot of premium benefits, more of everything like a black card, unmatched luxury, prestige and a tantalizing seat in the government: talk of such power. Only the top 1% - the elites stand a chance. One of them is Michael Gild, the current 'Business Mogul' who has plans to gift it to himself. Then, Loreen Scott, a fierce enemy who is determined to keep the prize permanently out of Gild's reach. These two are inevitably drawn into a path by fate, where the thorns cracking the fragile earth seems to never have an end; and the flowers blooming the trees, too alluring to resist. It's still that time of the decade. Let the best man win.

The Creation... Where all Existence exist along with Non-Existence as interconnection to Existence, providing a aspects for such lead to maintain the balance of The Creation. A Existence contains everything that we had been see: A Galaxy, Universe, a theory of Multiverse, and so beyond. Thus all undiscovered truth still remain mystery, even infinite celestials bodies are just mere-aspect of it. All celestial entities even a God don't know what truth beneath the Existence. A used of system made by human to traveling the cosmos but to find the truth of it, but they only found nothing, clueless, yet they gone... With a strange phenomenon making human race fall into abyss, they gave up... Not until a guy born with a curiosity about the truth of The Creation, he'd read so many books that were actually a journey of a people whose traveled the cosmos, creating a hint for human to regain their strongest era. And the guy named Jonathan, standing tall in front of a strange yet massive ancient doors, along with a unknown symbols within the curve of the doors, filled with immense power that cannot be calculated or measure it. Jonathan realize there's puzzle to open this door and reveal something within the door, and so Jonathan goes venture to find the missing symbols, in his adventures he met Mary Carter, a young woman with a obsession of books that contains a information about the Cosmos, soon enough they become a friend, a partner for their own yet same goal. Along with a hint that in one of Mary's book, now they know where they needed to go; Indonesia, specifically Candi Borobudur where there's a book filled with a information that let the user capable to transcends a dimensional. That is one of requirements to find a puzzle of the Ancient Doors, and so they goes venture to Indonesia... But is their journey gonna goes smoothly? Or they get involved into something dangerous? Who's knows, but we'll see it soon...

I suddenly found myself dropped into a fantasy kingdom story. But what’s the status of my scenario importance? Every time I act alongside the protagonist Leonardo, my scenario importance rises bit by bit. Alright, if I’m stuck like this, I’ll cling to the protagonist’s side and try to survive until the end, no matter how pitiful it feels. “Are you planning to leave me behind? If you do, you’ll have to watch your very own hero groveling on the floor, begging for just a sliver of your attention. Is that what you want?” Maybe it’s because I’ve been sticking so close to him, but it feels like the protagonist is developing separation anxiety. “Darling.” Suddenly, he calls me darling. Well, whatever. It’s the protagonist doing it, so there must be some reason behind it. “Uh, yeah. Darling.” DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK ISN'T MINE

Stucked between a bitter reality and a strange fantasy, Annabel is in a state of dilemma. Will she be able to make a choice?!

In a world where reality is shaped by unseen forces and eldritch whispers, Silas Veyne, an outcast with nothing to his name, is thrust into a clandestine struggle between ancient entities and secret societies. The world operates on a system of Occult Ascension, where those who grasp forbidden knowledge can transcend their mortal limits—but at the cost of their sanity, identity, or worse. After a desperate encounter leaves Silas bound to an enigmatic force known only as The Nameless Witness, he is forced to navigate a treacherous path filled with shadowy rituals, hidden organizations, and nightmarish horrors lurking beneath the veil of normalcy. With each advancement, he uncovers the buried truths of the world, growing stronger yet more entangled in an eternal cycle of fate, where every choice might be his last. When the world is shaped by whispers, do you listen—or do you become one of them?

What is the existence of everything in itself against the death and life of its being in time, over grace under faith?

A soul born from nothing. A being that should not exist. In a world of magic and chaos, where dungeons rise and ancient secrets slumber, something new takes its first breath. Neither bound by fate nor shaped by expectation, they step into existence—flawless, yet uncertain. With no past to guide them and a future unwritten, they must carve their own path, discovering the meaning of self in a realm where they shouldn’t exist. But as they journey beyond the familiar, past the borders of their world and into the unknown, questions begin to surface. What are they? Why were they born? And what lies at the heart of the mysteries that call to them from the edges of reality? Magic, wonder, danger, and destiny—this is the story of a being unlike any other, experiencing the world for the first time… and perhaps, changing it forever.

Exiled from the revered and cloistered Spiritual Sage Realm, he is summoned back for a harrowing mission that could imperil humanity itself.

Haruyo Aoyama is a best-selling fantasy author, known for his epic worlds and intense battle scenes. But when it comes to romance? He knows nothing. In fact, he avoids it like the plague. He’s never dated, never kissed anyone, and thinks love stories are nonsense. So when his little sister begs him to read her favorite BL manga, he barely makes it past chapter one before slamming it shut. “What is this unrealistic garbage?! No way guys actually act like this!” …Famous last words. The next morning, Haruyo wakes up as Ren, the main character of the very same BL manga he trashed! Even worse? He’s now the irresistible love interest of four ridiculously attractive men—each one ready to fight for his affection! As if that wasn’t bad enough, a mysterious system appears, demanding that he complete “romance missions”—or face terrifying penalties. From sudden love confessions to accidental kisses, Haruyo is stuck in a world ruled by BL clichés! Will he survive this insane reality, find a way back home, and keep his zero-romance streak intact? Or will he lose himself in the very love story he swore was unrealistic? One romance-averse author. Four devoted suitors. A system that won’t let him escape. For Haruyo, this might just be his greatest story yet.

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The Crown’s Ashes Elaris was born to rule, but betrayal stole her throne before she could even claim it. Left for dead by those she once trusted, she is forced into hiding, alone and powerless. But the throne is not just a seat of power—it is bound to an ancient spirit, one that whispers in the shadows, offering her strength at a dangerous cost. Determined to reclaim what is rightfully hers, Elaris trains under an old soldier, sharpening both her mind and her supernatural abilities. Along the way, she finds an unlikely ally in Malrik, a man as ruthless as he is enigmatic. Against her better judgment, she begins to trust him. To love him. But love is the cruelest weapon of all. Malrik’s betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, revealing a web of deception far greater than she ever imagined. With her heart shattered and the throne slipping further from her grasp, Elaris faces an impossible choice—submit to the throne spirit’s hunger for power or forge her own path, even if it means sacrificing the man she once loved. The throne demands blood. And Elaris must decide whose will be spilled.

A young orphan boy, raised in a run-down blacksmith shop, spends his days hammering away at horseshoes and other mundane tasks. Despite his humble beginnings and the harsh realities of his life, he dreams of something greater. Determined to escape the life of poverty that has bound him, he makes a vow to himself: he will forge the greatest weapons the world has ever seen. With nothing but his raw talent, a relentless drive to improve, and an unwavering desire for success, the boy sets out on a journey of self-discovery, honing his craft and building the skills necessary to create weapons of unparalleled quality and power. Along the way, he will face numerous challenges, form powerful alliances, and confront the shadows of his past, all while striving to carve a name for himself as the greatest weaponsmith of all time.

What would you do if you only had three years to live? 1.Travel the world and experience everything life has to offer? 2.Desperately cling to the hope of a cure? 3.Spend your numbered days with family and go out peacefully? For Noah Kralier—who has spent his whole life on the sidelines, constantly ignored by his family—he isn’t sure what to feel or do. But when he discovers that the world he lives in is actually a novel—and he’s just a mere extra mentioned in a single chapter to highlight the main character’s coolness—what path will he choose? "Should I collect all the SSS-tier skills and become powerful?" "Use my knowledge of the novel to become a playboy?" "Embrace the cold, emo sigma lifestyle?" Well… all he’s ever really wanted is a quiet life in a small town.

In the Ashen Reach, a cursed wasteland of black dunes and ember-storms, Torv “Ash” Kren runs alone, hauling glowing ember-shards in a battered sled. Once a raider, he quit when his crew torched innocence—now he trades magic fuel for water, machete chipped, coat patched, one job from death. An ember-storm cracks his sled—shards spill—when Lysa “Ember” Vey stumbles from the haze, half-dead, clutching a red-hot Core Ember worth a fortune or a grave. Lysa’s an ash-witch—bends shards into fire-blades, hunted by warlord Krax for a 10,000-shard bounty. She offers Torv 2,000 to run her to the Free Drift, rebel camp past the Dune Wall—or leave him dry in the sand. Torv’s gut says ditch her—warlord’s hounds close—but her ember buys time, and his Ash Runner Sense wakes: kills earn miles, power grows. They trek—raiders bleed, storms burn—Torv’s machete sings (+500 miles, Dune Dash), Lysa’s fire cuts deep. Krax’s dogs tear closer—ember-teeth glint—when the Core cracks, whispering: “Free me, claim all.” Truth hits: Lysa’s bounty’s fake—Krax wants the Core that cursed the Reach. Torv’s past crew died for it—he’s bound to the ash. Miles climb (Ash Veil, 1,000)—lungs scar, Lysa’s shard burns her grip. At the Dune Wall, Krax looms—Torv carves, Lysa flares—Core shatters, Reach shakes. Warlord falls—shards rain—but Torv’s ash-coated, Lysa’s bleeding. A new ember glows west—next run calls. Grind, fire, survival—will Torv and Lysa outrun the curse, or burn in it?

A world where the tales of old are not mere stories but of a untold truth, Artifacts, items of immense power, shape the history of earth. Ash Tree Saga weaves together the journeys of those who bear these cursed gifts as well as the struggle between them and the ash tree organization. Each volume explores a new protagonist and their journey through a dark, unforgiving, alt-history medieval world. Vol 1: Dawn Mask - Follow the story of Isaac Novikov, the last heir of a fallen Ruthenian barony, and his journey in the Holy Roman Empire, discovering the cause of his family’s collapse. Vol 2: Hermit of The Stars - Let me finish vol 1.. — Author Note — This is originally a game idea of mine. So, while I am making games, I wanted to try out writing a web novel since I love them. Thus there may be a future game series for this web novel. I’ll try to answer any questions about the WN so feel free to ask! My current highest level class in anything about writing was in High School so there may be some lack of quality in literary skills.

I WILL BE UPLOADING THIS STORY ON RoyalRoad.com Thomas, a football player after achieving his goals in life the spark inside of him had died down so he decided to retire from football and live rest of his life with his beautiful family. One day, one morning he was out of home with his family on a morning walk and he was walking on morning walk when he sees a ball. he ran toward the ball to kick the ball. but he missed the ball and fall on the road near the ball, died near the ball. but he couldn't kick the ball. "where am I? did I missed the ball?" [welcome hero] "who is this mother fucker?, where are you talking from"

Gods, it was boiling in this useless excuse for a kingdom. Or maybe it felt that way because Celaena Sardothien had been lounging on the lip of the terra-cotta roof since midmorning, an arm flung over her eyes, slowly baking in the sun like the loaves of flat-bread the city’s poorest citizens left on their windowsills because they couldn’t afford brick ovens. And gods, she was sick of flatbread—teggya, they called it.