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Heir of the Lost Wish (FRENCH.ver)

Il était une fois, avant même que le temps ne prenne forme, un Vide infini, un néant total et absolu. Le Vide, bien que dépourvu de tout mouvement, n'était pas sans désir. Dans une pulsion de création, une aspiration secrète, il concentra son essence en un point unique. Et de ce point surgit le Puits des Souhaits, un abîme sans fin où reposait la possibilité pure, un lieu où se croisaient la potentialité de ce qui était et de ce qui pourrait être. Au commencement, le Vide n'avait ni forme ni conscience. Il n'était qu'un espace silencieux, un abîme d'inertie où le souffle du néant ne murmurait qu'une chose : un vœu primordial. Ce vœu, né des profondeurs du Vide, était à la fois un espoir et une erreur, une prière envoyée dans l'obscurité, demandant la naissance d'un équilibre. Mais ce vœu, bien que silencieux, ne pouvait échapper à son destin : celui de devenir le Puits des Souhaits, capable de donner vie. De ce puits jaillirent deux entités opposées : L'Être de Lumière, figure parfaite d'ordre et de pureté, qui cherchait à créer, à structurer, à apporter la paix et la clarté. L'Être d'Ombre, reflet chaotique du néant, dont la volonté se tournait vers la destruction, vers l'instinct, vers l'invisible qui s'échappait des formes et des lois. Ces deux êtres opposés mais intrinsequement liés engendrèrent des créatures, divisées selon leurs natures. L'Être de Lumière fit naître des êtres purs, des âmes éclairées, des créatures lumineuses qui suivraient l'ordre. Une page fut tournée, dans un léger bruissement de papier *Les êtres humains ?* murmura une voix curieuse. Tandis que l'Être d'Ombre donna naissance aux monstres des ténèbres, des êtres sauvages et dévastateurs, incarnant l'instinct et le chaos. *On ne devrait pas plutôt les appeler les êtres de l'ombre ?* murmura-t-il, pensif.* Mais en eux, une tragédie sommeillait. Chaque lumière cachait une ombre, chaque ordre un grain de destruction. Le Puits des Souhaits avait donné naissance à des êtres opposés, mais à travers cette dualité, une question se posait : l'équilibre pourrait-il vraiment durer ? Ainsi se déroulait le début de tout. Un rêve, une prière, un vœu perdu dans le silence du Vide. Un vœu oublié. Un équilibre brisé. Écrit par : Elion Kline Un soupir s'échappa et le livre se ferma, laissant apparaître son intitulé : Le Premier Vœu
HILLIAS · 515 Views

"The World of Another Who Looks Like You"

In the future, the year 7090- the era known as Apocalypse Epoch. The Earth now has close relations with its parallel counterpart Midgard from which many disasters have occurred. Numerous curses spread across both worlds causing death and destruction, turning people into monsters and allowing various demons and monsters to rampage. Vince Crylight is a boy who grew up in one of the more heavily affected places, resulting in life at an underground refugee settlement on Earth. After an encounter with a Virus, a monster originating from Midgard, Vince is more monster than human and rendered an outcast on watch by the virus hunters, the equivalent of the military. Later he is begrudgingly partnered with a powerful destructive woman named Andromeda who is looking for someone important to her. From an equally affected area is Nanthanaphon. A jaded teenage girl who had unwittingly become a mother like heroine to her community, in charge of securing food and survival by any means necessary. After being deemed to qualify as a hero, she partnered with the Midgard denizen who may or may not be a Priest. In a considerably less affected area is the older brother turned parent, Damian Abraxas. The continent of Terravalonia has a prophecy about a villian rising to power and it looks like Damian fits the description especially when he wields the acclaimed Evil half of the Sword of Destiny. Damian sets out to prove the prophecy wrong, but is sidetracked to save Midgard after his sister disappears. All chosen, like pieces to a board by the Fae man, Lord Malchaihathanne, to save Midgard from its own destruction. However in order to make things better for one world, they must end the Apocalypse of the other and doing that may be a lot more than they can handle. Even with the help from the denizens of Midgard itself. tags are edited every twenty chapters. Rewrite/merging of various other novels and 'Come on and Kill Me, Hero". Formerly titled "Apocrypha of the Apocalypse Epoch"
CrumblingTower000 · 3.2K Views

Love Me! (Like You) Hate Me!

[SLOW BURN/SLICE OF LIFE!] --- Lily Aikawa never planned on standing out. Transferring to Shinsei High was supposed to be a fresh start, but with her foreign looks and inability to keep her mouth shut, she sticks out like a sore thumb. Between nosy classmates, unfair rumors, and a school hierarchy that doesn’t take kindly to outsiders, it doesn’t take long before she finds herself caught in the crossfire of people she’d rather avoid. Like Hayato Mori—Shinsei’s golden boy with an ego bigger than the city of Seon. A pest. An arrogant, smirking nuisance determined to get under her skin just because she refuses to acknowledge him. And Arata Takashiro—the school’s biggest enigma. A boy wrapped in sharp edges, too quiet, too distant, with a gaze that lingers when no one else is looking. But Lily isn’t the only one struggling to find her place. Arata has bigger problems than school. Between keeping his family afloat and balancing more jobs than any teenager should, he doesn’t have time for high school drama. The last thing he needs is some foreign girl drawing attention to herself—and by extension, to him. Except, somehow, their paths keep crossing. Whether it’s through shared secrets, cruel misunderstandings, or the unexpected guidance of Kenjiro Aikawa—the eccentric photographer who sees through them both—Lily and Arata find themselves tangled in a world that neither of them are quite ready for. But friendships aren’t easy when survival comes first. And at Shinsei High, it only takes one mistake to become a target.
Addison_thorpe · 17.9K Views

If you are Bad, Then I am your Dad

*WARNING: Minor Girls and boys should stay away!* When an introverted nobody meets an untimely and embarrassing end in his bathroom, his journey doesn’t end there. Reincarnated in an urban world as a father, he finds out his son is destined Heavenly Child —a young man blessed by the heavens with unimaginable fate—he’s thrust into a life filled with fame, power, riches, and women. But this isn’t a typical shit story. While many 'noobie' seems like the main character in a classic hero’s tale, 'Alex' our reincarnated middleman decides to forge his own path. Navigating the intricate webs of powerful families, he reshapes his fate using sharp wit, newfound confidence, and an unexpected advantage to pursue everything he’s ever dreamed of. But why does his son, blessed with unimaginable potential, live as a son-in-law to a third-rate family? As mysteries unfold, revelations of magic, cultivation, and an impending apocalypse emerge. And why a daughter? How will she fit into this intricate web of destiny? Note/Warning: This novel is entirely fictional. Events, characters, and settings are not based on the real world and will evolve according to reader wishes. Expect updates a minimum of 4 chapters per week (unless the author decides otherwise). Join a tale of ambition, power, and family dynamics in a world where the lines between protagonist and supporting characters blur. Who will truly claim the throne of destiny? Discord - https://discord.gg/z58YWdEDYc Tags: Evil, R18, NTR (MC cuckolding others), demons etc..
MrEnlight · 71K Views

Imperium Maghrebium, the tale of the creation of a Great Empire:French

#KINGDOMBUILDING #MILITARY #SLICEOFLIFE Un groupe d'amis en la noirceur de la nuit se font dévorer par un phénomène pour qui le mot d'étrange n'est point suffisant a le décrire . Années 1200 les Almohade/Al Muwahhidun une entité surpuissante règne en maître sur l'Afrique du nord et la péninsule Ibérique , rien et personne n'aurait pus prédire que cette même superpuissance vivait ses dernières heures de gloire et qu'une sombre ère qui allait durer la moitié d'un siècle pointait son nez sur le cœur de cet empire du Maghreb . Nos protagonistes se retrouvent en plein dans la tourmente de cette période trouble où Sultans/Califes de l'empire se succèdent a un rythme alarmant rappelant la période l'Empire Romain d'Occident , la criminalité connais une hausse , l'empire recule de face aux chrétiens Ibériques et les dynasties vassales à l'empire , pour la première fois depuis 2 siècles les routes commerciales transSaharienne , d'Al Andalus et du Maghreb son sujettes à des raids constants des bandits et criminels en tous genres , le commerce ralentit , l'instabilité se repend , les vivres et marchandises ne circulent plus , les famines accompagnées d'épidémies se déclarent dans tous l'empire , les officiers et bureaucrates de l'empire meurts de façon étrange et misterieuse , ceux qui leur succèdent ne font chaque années que renforcer leur image d'incompétence et de corruption , tous dans l'empire espèrent un messie qui les sauveras eux et cet dernier rempart de l'Occident islamique des loups affamés d'Europe . que fera nos protagonistes pour survivre et vivre en cette période trouble et confuse ? parviendront ils a survivre face aux imprévus de la vie en cet empire qui n'est qu'une simulations titanesques du concept de décadence. English version A group of friends in the dark of night are devoured by a phenomenon for which the word "strange" is not enough to describe it. In the year 1200, the Almohads/Al Muwahhidun, an overpowering entity, reigned supreme over North Africa and the Iberian Peninsula. Nothing and no-one could have predicted that this same superpower was living out its final hours of glory and that a dark era that would last half a century was about to dawn on the heart of this Maghreb empire. Our protagonists find themselves in the midst of the turmoil of this troubled period, when the empire's sultans and caliphs succeed one another at an alarming rate, reminiscent of the period of the Western Roman Empire, crime is on the rise, the empire is retreating in the face of the Iberian Christians and the dynasties vassal to the empire, for the first time in 2 centuries the trans-Saharan trade routes of Al Andalus and the Maghreb are subject to constant raids by bandits and criminals of all kinds, Trade was slowing down, instability was spreading, food and goods were no longer circulating, famines accompanied by epidemics were breaking out throughout the empire, the empire's officers and bureaucrats were dying in strange and misterious ways, and those who succeeded them every year only reinforced their image of incompetence and corruption, everyone in the empire was hoping for a messiah who would save them and this last bulwark of the Islamic West from the the hungry wolves of Europe. What will our protagonists do to survive and live in these troubled and confused times? Will they manage to survive in the face of the unforeseen events of life in this empire, which is nothing more than a titanic simulation of the concept of decadence?
KaiserRayane · 13.2K Views

If I Can Hate You, Why Can’t You?

Anger, pure anger and fear sipped through her veins threatening to burst out. She struggled vehemently to release her hand, but that only made him tighten his hand around her twisted arm. She cried out of pain but that only seemed to impress more. He smirked and said, “Mm, so fiesty?” He smirked, glaring at her and pushing her against the wall. “You are evil Abdullah!” She almost shouted. Beads of sweat formed on her silk skin. Why was he making her life a living hell in her matrimonial home? She was supposed to live a happy life with her so-called husband, but instead, he is bullying her. “Just tell me, why?” She gazed at him confused wondering what he meant by that. “Why what?” She cried “Heh” he chuckled, “don’t play dumb with me Kulthum. Just tell me why you chose him over me? What am I lacking? Huh? Tell me!” He shouted pushing her more against the wall. “Because you are evil! I never loved you in the first place, you are nothing worth loving” she spat as tears flowed down her beautiful face. As soon as he heard that, his face stoned up while his jaw clenched and his eyes became bloodshot. Such a sight she had never seen since she was married to him. “If I can hate you, why can’t you, Abdullah?! I am so tired of his relationship, I can’t do it anymore just let me go” With a dejected heart, he released her hand and whispered dangerously close to her ear, “If I can’t have you, then no one will” He stumped off angrily while she slumped to the ground releasing a heavy sigh as tears rolled down her cheek. Since the day she got married to him, there has never been a day where she laughed for at least two minutes. All she knew at that very moment was that she was doomed!
Mardiyyarh_Sani · 10.3K Views
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