Naruto Is Abandoned At A Young Age

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

In a world divided into five realms—Humans, Djinn, Gods, Demons, and Spirits—power is the only language that matters. War rages endlessly across ancient lands, fueled by hatred, revenge, and ambition. The balance of time itself is twisted: what passes as minutes in one realm becomes a thousand years in another. Noval was feared. A cruel and cold-blooded man with no mercy, until the gods cursed him. Now, every soul he kills tortures him for a thousand years, and everyone he sees bears the face of the one person he fears the most—his mother. Desperate for salvation, Noval begins a journey to the realm of the gods. Alongside a loyal friend, a mysterious girl, and a child with eyes like frozen skies—dorlin—he travels through fire and death. What awaits him isn’t redemption... but a divine war. When betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, Noval’s last wish rewrites destiny. And from the ashes, Dorlin, a warrior reborn with vengeance in her heart, rises to finish what he started. Two heroes. One legend. An eternal war. Will they break the curse... or become part of it?

What boy doesn't dream of adventure? Especially if you have to master the most real magic? So Tim, a very ordinary twelve-year-old boy, didn't take long to accept the offer to enter a school of sorcery. He was not deceived: he actually ended up in the school. Which was located on the planet Jelshakh, perhaps on the other side of the universe. A whole crowd of boys and girls arrived at the school at the same time, but what a crowd! Elves, drowes, orcs, anzimars, peirots... and not a single Earthling but him. That, however, did not prevent him from making friends, and together they went to meet the real dangers and amazing discoveries! A true friend stays with you, even if he has something you don't. Tim is the only one at school who doesn't have an innate gift for magic. And he'll have to work hard to prove that he can do magic, too. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com https://www.royalroad.com/profile/379495/fictions

When Ye Mo suddenly regained consciousness, he realized everything around him had changed — even his beautiful master had vanished. To make things worse, he found himself abandoned by his prestigious family, dumped by his fiancée, and humiliated as a woman stood on a stage reading aloud his love letter...

Three thousand years ago, Chaos magic, once a source of power for men, turned on them, killing every male in the world of Aka. Mumbi, an immortal warrior blessed by the goddess, created the martriachal empire of Aka, ushering in the age of daughters that has lasted for thousands of years. But no matter how prosperous, no age lasts. A prophecy from the age of war foretells Aka’s doom, which Mumbi has dedicated her immortal life to stop it and her only hope lies in Amala, a lowborn girl born with the power of prophecy. Though promising, her ability is limited to seeing the deaths of those she touches. Together, the two search for the skull of Okalu, which is said will trigger the prophesied doom of Aka while fighting an ancient enemy as old as the age of daughters that want the doom to happen. Meanwhile, sixteen-year-old Njoki is thrust into power after her mother’s mysterious death, becoming elder of the Anajiru clan, the most powerful of the nine clans of Aka. Young, naïve and inexperienced, she must navigate the harsh world of politics, find her mother’s killer while trying to be a worthy leader for her people. But as Njoki delves deeper, she uncovers Aka’s buried dark secrets, including Mumbi’s carefully guarded past. As the prophesied doom nears, the three women, one immortal, one cursed and one untried, stand between the salvation and end of Aka.

In a world where the supernatural hides in the shadows, dark creatures threaten the peace of mankind. To protect the balance, a secretive group has risen—the Agimatayo. This hidden order of warriors is sworn to hunt the supernatural beings that wants to cause chaos. From the bloodthirsty Aswang, to soulless ghouls, wicked Encanto, and even ancient gods once sealed away, the Agimatayo face them all. Armed with sacred charms, sacred spells and unbreakable will, they stand against the rising darkness—pushing back world-ending threats before they can consume the mortal world.

They call him Ghost. A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles. To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake. To his enemies, he’s a death sentence. To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family. But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke. After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order: "That was your last mission." Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him. But war forged more than his body and name. Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret. One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms. He’s not just a weapon. He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood. A man of many names, and many shadows. Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes. And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.

What if one day you woke up in a world that wasn’t yours? No clear memories. A body you don’t recognize. Surrounded by ruins, corpses… and something worse than death. This is how Lavitz’s story begins—a man torn from his reality and thrown into a kingdom ravaged by war, magic, and a conspiracy that stretches from the shadows to the thrones. A world where the past hides in mist, the undead march from cursed lands, and every choice could alter the fate of entire nations. How would you react if the impossible became real? Would you fight? Would you run? Or would you dare to discover who you are… in a world already set ablaze?

Willana uses the kind of magic not appreciated in the barrato kingdom. Will she be able to find her place in the world?

a collection of small bizzare and disturbing stories

In the modern world, SAM was just another misunderstood genius — broke, ignored, and written off. But when a strange stone lands in his hands during a robbery, his fate is rewritten. Transported 10,000 years into the past, he finds himself among primitive humans who mistake him for a god. With his scientific knowledge, mysterious powers from the alien stone, and a mind built for innovation, SAM becomes the king of a new civilization. As he transforms the world with fire, metal, and machines, he unknowingly awakens a cosmic enemy: the true owners of the stone — an alien race hunting through time. As ancient humans evolve under his rule and the skies crack open, SAM must prepare for war. But victory may come at a cost... What begins as survival becomes legend. What starts as escape becomes dominion over time and stars. He is not just a king. He is the God of a New Age.

"Hold him!, don't let him escape!,sh*t! f*ck!"the man cursed. About twenty men were chasing after a boy. The boy was 108cm in height,his pink coloured hair ruffling against the wind,his clothes were exquisite,and he managed to pull off an arrogant young master look......."He's a beautiful baby boy " the mid wife said.MENG Qi lost hope and lay back down helplessly."Do you want to see him?" the mid wife asked."Take that brat out of my sight!!" MENG Qi blew up.The mid wife tried to calm her down as she cried. Meng Qi's personal assistant,Hé had an idea."Meng Jie Jie,this child crotch is so tiny and small,I almost didn't see it.what say you,why don't we dress him up as a girl?!! no one would find out!" Hé said.......Old Qin held the baby delicately. The baby is white and pale,it has to be a girl of course!The people gathered asked."Old Qin what's our daughter's name?Old Qin smiled, happiness evident in his eyes."Qin Wan Mo" he answered cheerfully.The people cheered.While the baby's expression: "...". eh?Felix Anderson wriggled his hands and realized they were tiny,an old man held him and his name was suddenly Qin wan Mo.He tried to talk,but he could only cry.Felix: what's this!!Felix Anderson,19 year old,an actor with the reputation of a bully.He reincarnates into a prominent family with internal struggle for power,and is forcefully asked to be a girl. He's now engaged to the young master of the Han family who is so suspicious of him. .................... "Do you take me for a fool? you think I don't know that you're a guy?!" Han Jiuran scoffed,a glint flashed through his eyes. Wan Mo gulped,cold sweat appear on her forehead,she replied him "Jiuran I think you're sick it touched your brain!" Luke:"..." Chauffeur:"..." bodyguards:"..." Han Jiuran:"..." "Me,a guy? Han Jiuran speak with your conscience! you dare doubt my feminity,you want proof huh?!" Wan Mo looked pained,she tugged at her clothes ready to pull it off. Luke: No Miss Qin,young master don't need proof! Wan Mo became teary "is it because my chest is not big? tell me Jiuran,if you have found a girl with bigger chest ,go to the Qin resident and call off the engagement,who wants you?ugly!!" she sniffs Jiuran:"..." me?ugly? His face became dark, ink could drip from it. Wan Mo took his hand and pressed against her chest. "At least it is growing,Han Jiuran give it 4 years" Jiuran's pupils dilated,the tip of his ear and corner of his eyes became red. Wan Mo scoffed and left the car, slamming the door and entered her house,she breathed out "that should keep him busy ,my survival skills is so good". He happily thanked the fake breast he wore. Meanwhile in the car.. "Wan Mo is not male?" Jiuran said in a daze while looking at his hand.

In a world where every human is bound at birth to a *spirit animal*—a pure embodiment of their soul—young Prince Asheron awaits the sacred *Day of Hatching*, a royal tradition for those whose spirits arrive as eggs.

"Attack on Titan: New Age" It’s hard to believe it’s already been a year since the Attack on Titan anime came to an end. What a journey it was—an unforgettable story full of emotion, conflict, and powerful themes that stayed with us long after the final credits rolled. Like many of you, I loved the series deeply. But when it ended, something inside me felt unfinished. I kept thinking... what if the story continued? What if there was more to explore—new paths, characters, and ideas born from the world Isayama created? So I decided to write my own continuation of the story—a fan-made sequel titled "Attack on Titan: New Age." This project is a passion piece straight from the heart, built out of love and respect for the original. I don’t claim to "fix" anything—only to expand on a world I wasn't ready to let go of. I hope you'll join me on this journey. Your support, feedback, and enthusiasm mean everything. Please, no spoilers—just come along, enjoy the ride, and let the story unfold with fresh eyes. Whether you’re here for the action, emotion, or simply to relive the spirit of AOT in a new way—thank you. Let’s make something unforgettable together.

Deep within a forgotten dungeon, Takeshi stumbles upon a girl bound in chains — a prisoner stripped of her freedom and left to fade away. Refusing to let her story end there, he frees the girl, Nyxia Xardgoat — or simply, Nyx — changing both of their fates forever. Together, Takeshi and Nyx set out across the vast world of Thalrea, determined to uncover the truth behind the mysterious disappearance of Takeshi’s parents. Along their journey, he unexpectedly summoned child whom they adopt and name Akari, creating an unlikely family bound not by blood, but by choice. Through every battle and every discovery, the three venture deeper into the heart of Thalrea — a land full of hidden histories, ancient powers, and dangerous secrets waiting to be unearthed.

A Call to the Golden Age of Cultivation To my dearest readers, fellow dreamers and seekers of the grandest tales – have you ever yearned for the sagas of old? The kind that didn't rush through 200 chapters, but stretched across **two, even three thousand, with every detail meticulously woven?** I speak of the **pioneering era of Xianxia and Wuxia, the true Grand Cultivation and Cosmic Xianxia narratives** that still echo in our hearts. We live in an age where new novels emerge at lightning speed, driven by quick updates and rapid-fire releases. But amidst this surge, let us not forget the legends penned by authors whose very names evoke reverence, even if their origins are lost to time. These pioneers left us with an invaluable lesson: **true depth and epic scale aren't about speed, but about profound immersion.** They showed us worlds of lower, middle, and upper realms; universes existing within a single body and countless others beyond it. They crafted **ancient immortals and terrifying, primordial chaos** – not the watered-down, cliché versions, but a dread-inducing, boundless void. They took us to **Golden Eras of maximum power, where every sect soared, every technique resonated with peak potential, and the adventure was truly infinite.** No tedious trudges through "mortal world, immortal world, spirit world, fairy world, zzz" – just pure, unadulterated cosmic might from the get-go. I may not be a seasoned god of this genre, but I am a fervent disciple. Inspired by these titans, these very deities of storytelling, I aim to emulate their magnificent vision. My upcoming chapters will embrace their concept of a **Golden Era, a peak-level world brimming with maximum power from the outset.** We'll delve into iconic tropes like **universes beyond the body, the tiered cosmos, and a chaos that truly inspires awe**, not just a basic understanding. Join me as I attempt to craft something truly exciting and immersive within this beloved genre. For it is only those pioneers, those gods, who inspire me to seek such grand narratives. Let us together rediscover the lost art of the truly epic! I clarify that I also like the current immortal cultivation stories. They are popular and easy to shape, especially if you want a story without plagiarism. I recommend focusing on the genre, taking inspiration and making your own ideas of what the MC is like and how they act in the face of monotony and boredom. Persevere. Withdraw or continue?

Years ago, a mortal warrior ended the war between gods and men—using a name the heavens still whisper with fear: Requiem. But the name was never truly his. It belonged to someone older, wiser. Someone who vanished long before the final blow was struck. Now, the war is over—but peace is only a lie well told. When Artemis, goddess of the hunt, is betrayed by her kin and left for dead, it is her brother’s final sacrifice that buys her a narrow escape. Wounded and hunted, she finds shelter in the last place she expected: the remote cabin of the man who once nearly killed her. Mark lives a quiet life now, blade sheathed, demons buried deep. But the world will not let him rest. Not while Olympus breathes. As gods stir and old names begin to resurface, Artemis and Mark must gather allies—divine and mortal alike—and prepare for what comes next. Whispers speak of a deeper war, of powers long thought lost… and of shadows that never truly left the battlefield. The gods may have won their throne, but the reckoning has only just begun. ________________________________________________________________ I will aim to release 2 chapters a week, Some will be long others will be short. I don't have an exact word goal I'm aiming to achieve.

Warning: -Sexual content- Dual Cultivation ( pure fertilization ) -Not a Simp Mc -Op Mc, powerful system -I don't give a fuck you are dying, Type MC -Narcissist, Egoist Mc but not that mentally weak to react immediately #Book supports game element: - 500 Powerstone = 1 lottery for MC - 50 Golden ticket = 1 lottery for Mc - Holiday theme special plotlines. Cover: Thanks Miso_Hen ——— Ah! Here we go again, another edgy villain novel that haunts the protagonist, aka, the chosen son of heaven. Tsk! Such a cliche! Constantly used plotline with repeated storyline. Hunt the protagonist with a Jade like beautiful sister and steal his sister after 50 chapters milking his luck. Hunt the protagonist with this cheat, hunt the protagonist with that cheat. --- Beta: Ahhh! Damn it... When will the good day come? Author: Well, don't ask me, I just got here. Beta: Fuck it! I want a good story. Author: Junior, trust this senior, this is a good one Beta: Arggh! Shut up! I hate it. Author: courting death! Go and ask Yama how good this is. Beta: Y-You, how dare you? Author: I will give you 10 breaths of time, cripple your cultivation, and scram!! Beta: Good! Very Good! Author: *Raises his eyebrows and turns beta into useless dust particles* ----- Chad: senior, I have been enlightened, I wish to know more about what you have in this ancient script. Author: ah! An intelligent and wise junior, you have raised a very good question. Here are things this forbidden ancient script contains. •Sinful activity: this book contains the profound sinful activity of balancing the Yin and Yang, by, shoving the mighty Yang rod in the Yin Hole. •System - MC relationship: fuck... Ahem* Ahem* sorry for tongue slip. Forget the classic old system, here take this hot waifu tsundere system. ( not that edgy ) •Steal everything: junior! Are you tired of Mc only stealing the jade beauties that were created for the protagonist? Well, let's process further and add the Protagonist's mother, aunt, and sister, into Mc's harem. Chad: oh! The senior really blessed me with such a divine forbidden Scripture, here take my money and give me the chapters. Author: oh! Ho Ho! I haven't finished yet. Here are a few more. •Cold, ruthless, protagonist: sorry, but, he will even kill the child as long as he gets something in return. Throw; morality and humanity out the window. ( not a classical ‘Villan’ who only hunts the protagonist. The story doesn't just revolve around hunting the chosen one, ) •Just because you are a heroine doesn't mean, you can step on my head, know your place. Mc will even kill the heroine if they bother him. Chad: Say no less senior, from today onward, I will join your sect and follow you till I die. * Kneels and accept author as his master * Author: Very well, here is the key to join my sect. https://discord.com/invite/QaCzkvHsuN https://discord.com/invite/tknrUfPfrb https://dsc.gg/culturesect Chad: Thanks senior, I will join the sect immediately. Author: I see great potential in you junior, trust me, you will go way forward. Chad: You honor me with your words senior, please, let me read the forbidden Scripture that is banned by the heavens. Author: say no more! ——— Tags: OP MC, SYSTEM, HAREM, ACTION, ADVENTURE, THREESOME, Not so dumb Mc, Ancient treasure, Edgy writing, I don't give a Shit -Mc, not my problem- Mc, powerful battles, dual cultivation, diverse race harem, Evil Mc.

A young prince that had torns of life

Framed for the murder of her best friend and betrayed by the very man she called husband, Zendaya's world crumbled overnight. With nowhere to run and no one to trust, her only lifeline came in the form of a cold contract offered by the city’s most powerful billionaire, Young Master Stephan, the very man she believed killed her best friend. As an illegitimate daughter cast aside by her own blood, Zendaya had no real choice: face life in prison or become Stephan's wife in name only. But five years later, she's done playing roles. Tired of being in the shadows, tired of hiding their secret daughter, and tired of the heartache she never asked for... For the second time, she asked for a divorce. But when everyone thought she'd be quickly divorced, her husband came begging "Can we not get a divorce? I’ll leave everything behind, and spend every day making it up to you… Your enemies will become mine"

The story takes place in the interstellar universe, where everyone born with a tag on them(S, A, B, C,) which created by the Godlike Emperor who rules 3/4 of the universe from Millenniums. The Tags gives the higher tags complete domain over those tags, this age knows as Dark Age. The tale is about a young boy named Atlas, who woke up on an unknown planet and found everyone on the planet dead. He is a boy born without a tag on him known as "untagged". The untagged is the individual how possed the strength or talent to rival the Emperor and conceded as the symbol of terror and destruction. The story starts when the boy escapes from a slave dealer to find his mother and thus the tale of an Untagged boy, who brings an end to the Dark Age begging.

Rom Empire state FL-Anya Ivy FL underling - Leo (girl) ML-Renshu Mikael ML underling - Shiran- right -Allain- left

The world has ended. The Rapture saved those who believed as judgment punished those who don't. In a world abandoned by God, Hell has trampled over the earth. Humanity is lost, forsaken to die and wither in unending agony. In a dead world, is there something to live for ? To hope in despair ? To endure in endless torment ? To survive beneath the weight of divine punishment ? For this is the beginning of the end. The dawn of a new age of darkness.

A stone age young man out on his first hunt to become a man, an unidentified object falling out of the sky towards him, will the whims of fate be kind or cruel to him? Follow the MC's journey through the ages as the world grows and evolves with him. *Release of new chapters will most likely be 2 times a week, depending on how busy I am with work and life. will try for 3 times a week*

Four fragments come into existence to determine the new lords of the world. These fragments contain a magical ability that the use will have access to when they go through the process of evolving and becoming a lord. experience the story of nova Icyln a former model that Had a hidden power within her that forced her to see the world as it really is.

The Backlanders once threatened to end humanity, but the Goddess's blessings, the people's grit, and the reinforced concrete walls held them back. Now, Promethea holds strong against the never-ending hordes and moves to gain back the once-human lands from the enemies, one great wall and a million souls at a time. But when bricks come loose, walls threaten to tumble down, bringing down everything alongside it. I will be posting the chapters on Royal Road too!

“First time? You’re tight…” The man’s teasing voice sounded a little hoarse. A hot breath rolled onto Su Nan’s face. With her eyes blindfolded, Su Nan asked through heavy breaths, “Qiao Ming, is that you?” “Guess,” he said in an unusually icy tone. The next morning, Su Nan opened her eyes and found herself alone in the room. Just as she was immersed in the sweet sensation of finally giving her fiance, Qiao Ming, her all, the room’s door was pushed open. Qiao Ming appeared in a striking suit, looking handsome as always. Yet, he had worn a cold expression, one that Su Nan had never seen before. Standing beside him was Su Nan’s step-sister, Sun Qian. Sun Qian asked with a smirk, “Was the gigolo I gave you last night satisfactory? I heard it was your first time.” Su Nan’s heart sank into her stomach. With disbelief in her eyes, she stared at the man, who she had been in love with for so long and was about to tie the knot with, intimately holding onto Sun Qian. Sun Qian added, “I was with Qiao Ming last night, and the person who defiled you was a gigolo I meticulously picked out for you. Su Nan, weren’t you a pompous woman? How does it feel to be r*ped by a gigolo?” Qiao Ming said, “For the sake of making me marry you, your father forced Sun Qian to get an abortion. That was my first child! Your whole family deserves death! Right, your father died last night, and your Su family has been bought over by me this morning. If it wasn’t for the sake of torturing you, you’d have accompanied your father to hell last night!” Qiao Ming and Sun Qian joined hands to send Su Nan into an asylum. A fire broke out later on, and Su Nan went missing. Everyone said that she died in the fire, leaving no remains behind. Several years later, she returned from abroad with her child. She had fair skin, beauty, and a net worth of over a billion. Just her appearance made every head turn. The child’s lowly gigolo father started pestering her too. Su Nan thought her child’s father was penniless, that was why he had to sell his body. For the sake of her child, she tossed one million at him and said, “Don’t work anymore. I’ll take care of you.” The man who was suddenly being kept, smiled in response. Later on, Su Nan was being pressed into a wall, and the man said, “That three million mansion you’re interested in was developed by yours truly. Be good and call me hubby. I’ll take care of you instead.” Looks like Su Nan was mistaken. The man wasn’t a gigolo. Quite the contrary, he was a legendary aristocrat, and he had been planning all of this for a long time!