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No Place For Little Ones A Comfort Cove

No Mercy For Losers

In a world overrun by interdimensional monsters—where cities fall like dominoes and humanity clings to absurd hope—military academies train superpowered teens to save the day. But what about the ones without powers? They get a pat on the back, a backpack full of expired rations… and are thrown to the front lines as glorified distractions. They’re called “the losers.” Kade is one of them. Or at least, he should be. He has no magic, no strength, no charm, and no particularly strong will to live. What he does have is a ridiculous strategic mind… and the emotional range of a tired rock. Every time they send him to die, he survives. No one knows how. Not even him. And it's starting to annoy the wrong people. Until an SSS-class monster—powerful enough to erase a city with a yawn—finds him. And instead of killing him, it decides to turn him into a personal experiment: Authority: Update. A skill that allows him to boost himself… and any useless nobody under his command. Like being the admin of an RPG full of level 1 characters… and zero resources. But the system adapts to the personality of its user. Which means Kade is constantly trolled by a guide-like entity… that thinks exactly like him. “Train them. Make them stronger. When I return, I want to fight you.” “Seriously, don’t you have anyone better to bother?” Now Kade is stuck leading the worst squad in the academy: Nearsighted cowards, spoiled noble brats, a girl who spontaneously combusts… And himself—who doesn’t even want to be here. He’s not doing it for revenge. Not for redemption. Not even to survive. Just because… dying sounds more exhausting.
Theito1 · 2.4K Views

A War for a Place to call Home: First blood

Sarus Fortress is a titanic bastion of stone, steel, and sorrow—an ever-expanding bulwark built by the Bullard Empire to encircle the accursed island at the world's end. Beneath that island’s ashen skies lie the shattered hearts and skulls of three dead gods, whose corpses still fester with divine malice. From them crawl endless horrors—monstrosities birthed from madness and spite—that claw relentlessly at the walls of reality, seeking to unmake all mortal life. To sustain the fortress and fund the eternal war, the empire long ago enacted the Tithe: a grim tradition that claims lives in lieu of taxes, conscripting men, women, and children alike into the grinding teeth of its war machine. Here, survival depends not only on strength, but on adaptation. Soldiers wield heirlooms that are passed through blood , channel blessings from careless gods, command alien spirits, and harness Mori—the lingering essence of the dead. Through the Bonding ritual that is performed by the followers of the great unison the graft the flesh of the enemy onto their own in desperate bids for power is common place . And yet, despite all this, the dead gods’ corruption spreads. This is the tale of five conscripts claimed by the Tithe—five souls bound not by blood or banner, but by the absence of home. A salt miner who murdered his kin to claim their mori-born magic. A disgraced noblewoman clawing her way back from exile with charm, spite, and ambition. A glass-winged pixie the size of a thimble, who named herself after her favorite animal and chose to follow humans out of love. A disillusioned blessed Apothecary who seeks a purpose as he lost his. A Veteran soldier born into the Fortress who has undergone the Bonding more times than she can remember, all to live up to the memories of her parents. Together, they are thrown into the gullet of war not as saviors, but as offerings. Whether they will survive—or change the shape of the world in their struggle—is a story still unfolding beneath the an unending sky.
Duckspuck · 4K Views
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