Loki Force Feeds Golden Apples To The Avengers

"This world is... doomed?" Two centuries ago, the roots of every dimension began manifesting fissures, causing distortion to the flow of energy and time. Since then, worlds continued to crumble and be destroyed caused by errors from the loclines. The designated root of every dimension was akin to a dysfunctional pipe, leaking its contents hence scattering across the universe. Those abandoned by their own dimension were moved to another, eventually leading to its destruction. "Golden Carnations" Ones who came from another world Destined to possess magnificent power While they continue to exist, they will gain nothing but luck, strength, and talent, helping them adapt to the new environments they'll face. Indeed they are able to yield incredible power. But remember, no matter the beauty of a flower, even proper care, water, and light cannot help it escape from wilting.

[WSA Entry 2025] They say a god cannot fall. Apollo would like a word. Cast out of Olympus for giving mortals a prophecy they were never meant to hear, the once-golden deity finds himself stripped of power, name, and worship. Now he’s just a half-frozen stranger bleeding in a ditch, trying to remember how to be human without losing what made him divine. But the world below is not as he left it. Cities rot, old powers stir, and the threads of fate unravel where no loom should reach. Something is shifting in the dark, something even the gods did not foresee. Apollo was sentenced to live as a mortal for ten circuits of the sun. He plans to survive them. But survival is no guarantee of peace and power, once given, is rarely forgotten.

Jang Beom Seok is used to being watched. Idol since age 15, center of the stage, youngest in BTSB—he’s polished, beloved, and quietly unraveling. So he vanishes. Not dramatically—just one hoodie, one mask, and a bus seat in the back. That’s where he meets Seo Jin-ah, the sarcastic, ramen-slinging, anime-loving stranger who thinks his stage name sounds like “Bomb Socks.” She doesn’t recognize him. And strangely… he doesn’t want her to. As their paths cross—through drizzle-soaked commutes, ramen shop nights, and tangled misunderstandings—Beom Seok slips deeper into a life he was never supposed to have.

In an age veiled in magic, the Golden Mages lived alongside other elemental sorcerers, guardians of the world against corruption. But this peace was not to last—the Celestial Mages of the stars had a different vision. They sought to unravel the world’s order and rewrite destiny itself. What became of the world? Does peace still endure? This is the tale that will be told by our heroine, Foutaba—the last of the Golden Mages, known to history as 'The Golden Witch.

In a world of walled city-states powered by blood, war, and the dream-based magic of Somnia, Leo must break a promise to his late wife and take up his sword again for their daughter’s sake. Fortunately for him, The Empress graces all who need.

Having lost his life to truck kun, Lenard found his way into a fantasy world with dragons and magic as Luke, a commoner. What awakened for Luke was the golden clicker system where he needed to physically click for points or spend points for an auto clicker, to where he can become stronger and richer with this system. NOTE - MC DOESNT DEPEND ON SYSTEM MUCH

In a pack that sees her as nothing more than an outcast, Leslie has spent her life concealing her true self. Her rare white wolf form, a secret passed down by her late mother, has kept her in the shadows, living a life of silence and solitude. But when fate binds her to Jaden, the Alpha's son, her world is thrust into chaos. Once her closest friend, Jaden’s betrayal leaves Leslie falsely accused of a crime she didn't commit, leading to brutal punishments. The Luna's decree of execution seems to seal her fate, but as the darkness threatens to consume her, Leslie's wolf, Elsie, awakens with a fierce determination to protect them both. In a desperate bid for survival, Elsie reveals her true form—a majestic white wolf—breaking the promise Leslie had sworn to keep. Hunted and rejected by the mate she once trusted, Leslie is forced to flee. As she navigates a world of danger and betrayal, she must confront her deepest fears and decide if she can ever trust again. Will the Moon Goddess grant her a second chance at love, or will Leslie remain a prey to those who wish to see her fall? This is a tale of resilience, survival, and the search for a love that transcends the darkest of betrayals.

Loki woke up with no memory, stumbling out of a sealed tomb to a message of welcome by someone calling themselves Admin 0. The world around them is strange and new, yet they feels like they seems to know a lot about it, things that don't line up with that they sees. who is Loki and why are they here?

He was never meant to be a villain. He was never allowed to be a god. But now, he’s become something no one.... not even the Time Variance Authority, can define. When the Temporal Loom collapses, Loki survives. Or perhaps… he lingers. Caught in the breath between moments, between lives, between every self he has ever been, Loki finds himself adrift across broken timelines and crumbling realities. Each universe shows him a version of who he might have been, the hero, the tyrant, the survivor, the monster. And yet, none of them feel quite like him. In a cosmos where nothing is fixed, and even time forgets its rules, Loki is the last constant. But this is not a story about salvation. This is a story about choice. As the multiverse fractures and forgotten enemies rise to rewrite existence itself, Loki must gather the broken pieces, not just of time, but of himself. Along the way, he encounters Sylvie, the ghost of a war she started, and he never finished; Mobius, lost in a sea of memories that no longer belong to him; and a council of Loki Variants, some desperate for peace… and others hungry for dominion. To fix the multiverse, Loki must finally face the truth he’s long denied: He cannot rewrite his fate, but he can redefine who he is. A god. A liar. A protector. A paradox. This time, he writes the ending.

In a world where magic, martial arts and science coexist, a young man is captured by a secret organization and loses his identity. Driven by an insatiable lust for power, he is determined to rise above all others. But the path ahead is treacherous, filled with despair and challenge. In this world, strength dictates power, leaving the weak to suffer. History has become myth and legend, and the past has been forgotten, leaving behind a world shrouded in mystery. The protagonist will be known by many names and will assume different personas, inspiring fear in some and respect in others. He is neither hero nor villain, but rather a man with an unwavering commitment to his goal, willing to endure the hardships and evolve into something unpredictable. Known as the Mad King,the Supreme Mage, the Dancing Death, and many other names, but most often referred to as the Golden Asura, his journey promises to be full of twists and turns. "My past and present are of little importance. My only concern is to gain greater strength; that is all."

A lone figure stood amid the wreckage of where once reigned a pantheon, his broad back radiating an unfathomable aura of power as his golden irises swept over the debris that once housed some of the most powerful existences in this universe. "oh.. you survived that ?" Loki asked with a hint of surprise as his eyes fell on the bloodied blue-haired God barely clinging to life a few meters away Poseidon couldn't even muster the strength to respond as his eyes stared at Loki in pure terror. His mind couldn't help but think, 'What did my brother do to offend such an existence?!' Suddenly, Poseidon felt a cold chill run down his spine as a gust of wind flew passed him, before he could muster the strength to turn and face what could possibly make him feel more dreadful than the green-haired demon before him, the demon uttered three words that made his blood run cold "Fenrir.. eat him." ========= This story is strictly fictional. It revolves around a down-and-out Loki who rises to the pinnacle of existence. It will have some similarities to what is already known in the myths; however, due to my lack of knowledge on the matter, most of the story is entirely original, with only a few elements added as I learn more through my research along the way. As I said, it's strictly fictional. ========= NOTE: I am not a professional writer and have zero experience. This is honestly just to gain experience as well as a hobby but constructive criticism is always welcomed. I will try to upload 2-4 chapters a week with each chapter having at least 1200 words

In the shadow of a dying red dwarf star, aboard a half-rebuilt space station known as Vault-C, a secretive resurrection experiment unfolds. Project Golden is humanity’s most radical venture into cloning, quantum consciousness, and the alchemy of memory, an effort to bring the dead back not just in form, but in essence. Ricken Tlyford, a devout Livian geneticist with a mind trained in restraint and hands bred for precision, finds himself an unlikely recruit. Plucked from obscurity, he joins a mismatched, volatile team of scientists tasked with weaving souls back into flesh. But when a mysterious and dangerously magnetic man named Douglas Chen enters the station, part savior, part threat, Ricken’s faith and body alike begin to fracture. As the team dances at the edge of scientific heresy and psychological collapse, what starts as a clinical project unravels into obsession, seduction, and forbidden hunger. The deeper they delve into the Miasma—a cosmic substance with power to shape reality—the more unstable their mission becomes. Flesh remembers. Ghosts whispers. And desire, once sparked, refuses to be ignored. Melding erotic tension, dark sci-fi intrigue, and psychological horror, Project Golden is a cerebral slow-burn desire wrapped in the trappings of transhuman experimentation and spiritual decay.

In a vibrant Japanese metropolis, Riku is a skilled mediator who helps people navigate their relationship troubles and find closure after betrayal. Known for his keen insight and unwavering support, Riku guides his clients

After discovering her boyfriend’s ultimate betrayal—cheating with a woman from her past and denying her pleasure he so freely gave away—24-year-old Amara plunges into a haze of heartbreak and whiskey. Her night spirals into a fiery, unexpected encounter with a stranger whose eyes smolder with dominance and mystery. Their chemistry is instant, electric, and all-consuming.

Aria Hale is the rich girl no one wants in a town that has forgotten how to dream. Cold, stunning, and alone, she walks the halls of her underfunded public school like she owns them—but no one knows why she’s really there. Not even Kira, the girl who once knew her best… and now barely meets her eyes. When a community art show pulls old enemies and broken friendships into the spotlight, Aria’s hidden past threatens to shatter everything. Love, betrayal, forgiveness—and a town that might never forget what it lost. Golden in the Dust is a slow-burn emotional drama about teenagers , a shared history, and a second chance at the kind of love they deserve

In the heart of Omsk, two boys were living barely above a poverty level. The only thing keeping them from completely being in poverty was the older boy working various odd jobs. To them, each day was even worse than the last, as if they were living their own personal hell.

Shi ZhenXian slid his boot across the mud and nearly fell off the mountain. What an idiot! He thought to himself, gritting his teeth. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had been in such difficulty during a fight. The night before the Taoist cultivator could not resist the temptation to drink the liquor that he had longed to taste; so, as soon as the first sip slipped into his throat, all sense of responsibility vanished just as quickly. The Taoist blinked twice, looked at the empty flask in a mixture of sadness and disbelief. That joy was as immense as it was fleeting. He didn't even have time to think that he fell backwards on the wooden floor with a thud. "Ahahah ...", a light laugh escaped from his lips "What the fuck have I done". His vows required him to abstain from worldly pleasures, which included wine. - At the end, Shi ZhenXian imprisoned the man he was fighting with. He went to see him to try spilling something out of him, and in the moment the man saw Shi ZhenXian, his eyes widened and his face twisted into a grimace of shock and fear. He opened his mouth and it seemed clear to everyone what he was about to do. He was about to bite his tongue off! Shi ZhenXian's he ran towards the prisoner and blocked his jaw with his hand, placing the hollow between his fingers and thumb between the man's teeth. They sank into Shi ZhenXian's hand, who did not bat an eye, but remained still, restraining him by the head. “Not so fast.”

Oliver and Isabelle's rural love story blossomed in Evens Village. Oliver, dreaming of a better future, left to work in a southern city. There, loneliness and the temptation of easy money led him down the path of gambling addiction. This destructive habit spiraled, consuming his wages and leading to deceit and despair. Back in Evens Village, his addiction worsened, pushing him to contemplate the unthinkable: selling Isabelle. Unbeknownst to him, an old secret about an accidental death at his former workplace resurfaced, triggering a police investigation. Just as Oliver was about to carry out his heinous plan, the police arrived and arrested him. He faced justice for gambling and the hidden past. Isabelle, heartbroken but alive, found her own path to healing. Years later, they met again, both changed by their experiences, finding a quiet release in their shared past.

"listen here brat, in this world it is either be judged or be the judge, it's your choice." Ethan marthos the silver judge said as he lays down on the ground with a hole through his stomach. the apprentice Argus Marthos sit besides him, trying his best to save Ethan but there was no way or chance for his survival. Sighing in regret, The Old judge raised his arm before shoving it into his chest and pulling out a small orb made of ethereal gears and passed to Argus's hands. " We both know this is futile, so hear my last wish for me brat. I still have score to settle *coughs* and you will be the one do it.. My snooby apprentice. you are now promoted, to the new judge." saying his last words, Ethan grabbed onto the orb with his strength and shoved it into Argus's chest as his last breath leaves his body. To judge or be judged, That's the law of the world and this was when for the first time, a judge will be the executioner himself.

I wrote this as I love Star Wars and just wanted to pass my free time with something constructive. I also like the global lord type template. Slade Walker a semi handsome military veteran who worked security at a high level facility that made military equipment. He has a girl friend named Aria. he had two cousins left in his family as everyone died from old age, cancer, or tragic traffic accidents he has a fair share of loss. then he was transported to a white futuristic room where he found felt and energy surrounding him and a *DING* with that sound a purple holographic screen spread out in front of him and showed something only video games and novels showed a “Lord system” he was a force lord who could attune to either side of the force and with that his wisdom grew as well as his body. through his pure luck of summoning and a system shop, life long characters that he loved and new people that could of been throughout the universe. I do read Star Wars books and play games so I’m going to be using the force as how I see it and interpret it. if you have you have any feedback comment down and tell me how you liked or hated it :)

Demon lord Lenier. A truly vile, evil and cruel monster who united the entire world against him. But there is one word that describes him best: Masochist. He loves pain, everything he had done was for the sake of experiencing the most excruciating pain possible. And he had achieved exactly that, dying in the most painful way possible and with a smile on his face... what he didn't expect was that time would rewind... he, along with the party of heroes who defeated him, regressed back in time...

Shiro isn’t here to save the world. He’s here for coin, rum, and maybe revenge. After a one-night stand leaves him robbed blind, he sets off on a mission. Not just for his money, but for something deeper: a chance to flip the middle finger to the world that spat him out. But when strength meets circumstance, and rules start to bend, Shiro is dragged into a game he didn’t ask to play… and he’s about to play it on his own damn terms.

Purpose: The focus of this book is the development of August, the protagonist(s), and the development of his philosophies. Power is important, but being powerful isn't the primary focus of this book. --- Synopsis: August was born on Earth, a genius born into a wealthy family who wanted for nothing. Depression was a constant, however, which eventually led to his suicide. Feeling that nobody cared, he relinquished his luxury in a spoiled fit. During his travel into this world, August had split into two copies. Damon, named after what August had mistakenly called him at first, a demon, had been trapped in a great sword, while August inhabited a corpse. August only harbored the ordinary trivial sadness, confusion, and discomfort, but Damon was losing his mind. Minds are meant to have an affiliated physiology; without one, it destroys itself. Damon had to find a magical solution and find a new vessel before he became a slave to his insanity. He had made a bet: he would find a vessel before time left his side. If he won, he would win his life and his mind back; if he lost, August would kill him, as Damon made him swear to. --- Excerpts: Damon broke August's stupor, saying, "As soon as I arrived and figured some things out, I noticed that something was off. It took me a long while to find out what it was, but I think I now know what it is." "I can't feel anything anymore. I don't have anything in the way of emotions. I'm aware of the concept and I'm aware of the fact that I should feel them, but I don't. And now, I don't know what to do. I don't care anymore. Do whatever you want." "Take me. Do something to me. Please. Or kill me at least. Destroy me, if you'll do nothing else." - A black great sword with ruby inlays sprouted from the chest of a burning Elvish corpse. The flames licked the blood, puss, and flesh on its blade before eventually devouring them, too, and being reflected in its ruby inlays that ran from its hilt to where the sword disappeared, the elf's chest. Smoke engulfed the sword, giving Damon's namesake more meaning, mimicking a common sight in hell. August dragged the meat over and cooked the fetid harvest in the heat of a smoldering corpse. - Misery has always loved company, so he held no compassion for them. He cared that he had crossed the boogeyman line of murder, but he was still the subject of his thoughts. In his degenerate and corrupt character, an unholy and evil union thrived; his hedonism and nihilism had been wed and birthed this vile narcissism. --- Releases: I plan to release a chapter every day, barring the odd happening that prevents me from writing. Each chapter ought to be from 1.2k-2.2k words at an average of approx. 1.4k. It could be more than that or it could be slightly less than that, but I do plan to release every day at 19:00 UTC+8.