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The BeastKeeper From Hell

[WebNovel Rising Star II Entry: Beast Taming Event] Diablo was an apex predator in the world of assassins, a shadow slipping between shadows, executing missions with the precision and detachment of a machine. Rumor painted him as more myth than man, a ghost devoid of warmth or humanity. Whispers said he served no one, lived for no cause, and answered only to the cold allure of coin. That was, until one fateful night. Amidst his most brutal mission that made him entirely lost humanity, he stumbled upon a peculiar sight: a three-headed pup scrounging for scraps in a trash-strewn alley. It looked abandoned, so he took it in as a way to sooth himself for what he had done, assuming it was just a poor creature born with a deformity. But as days passed, Diablo began to notice something strange about the pup—something unsettlingly unnatural. “Well, well. It seems the infamous Diablo has a weakness after all.” “?!” In that instant, they aimed at the dog. Diablo, clinging to his last thread of humanity, sprang to defend the creature—only to fall in the effort and died. But a twist awaited. The pup he’d so valiantly protected was no ordinary dog but a Cerberus, a beast born of the infernal depths. In a flash, it transported Diablo’s soul to the underworld and laid him before Lucifer himself. “Bring back the beasts who have escaped from Hell,” commanded the Lord of Darkness. With that, Diablo was resurrected and given a new purpose.
Celipse · 296 Views

Whispers from the abyss

(Series canceled; you’ll find a remake on my profile, where I’m fixing the story’s flaws and improving the narrative.) Kaeleen has spent his entire life in the shadows of despair, tormented by his peers, rejected by his own family, and betrayed by those he trusted. His depression drives him to the brink of an irreversible decision: suicide. But when he decides to end his suffering, something unimaginable happens. Instead of finding the end, he is transported to Aether, a world governed by magic, fantastical creatures, and unfathomable mysteries. Aether is a ruthless place, where weakness is tantamount to death. Kaeleen, along with hundreds of young people like him, is forced to participate in a dangerous process to obtain a mana core that will allow him to survive. But the cost is high: the process kills most of the summoned, leaving only a few with the ability to harness the world’s vital energy. As Kaeleen struggles to understand this new world and his own power, he faces a disturbing revelation: he possesses a rare and feared affinity for dark mana. The whispers around him grow louder, and not even Princess Selene can hide her fear in his presence. Even the knight Sir Aldric looks at him with disdain. Why? What secrets does Aether hold, and what does the presence of dark mana in Kaeleen mean? Accompanied by Borik, a man who has seen as much suffering as he has, Kaeleen must decide who to trust as tensions among his new companions rise. Is Kaeleen a threat to this world or its savior? And, most terrifying of all: who is he, really?
Leight_ · 7.3K Views

[BL] The Musical Prince and his Mortal God

A Prince who yearns to be great and a God who desires to become nothing. *** Tragedy befalls the island of Salyras every fifteen years. When Prince Nevian’s compelling music does nothing to prevent his island and people from sinking, he wonders what his passionate ability is useful for. He drifts for two days across a wild sea and washes upon an island of monsters. Despite being delirious from hunger and grief, he manages to produce one last song to save a man from the snares of a menacing creature. Nevian is surprised when he lives and is greeted by the man he saved. An honest-spoken individual named Aestos, who has otherworldly abilities that grant him the title and prestige of a God. Prestige he never asked for. Fascinated by Nevian’s music, Aestos requests that the Prince accompany him to retrieve a fabled sword that would strip him of his supernatural strengths and grant him the ability to live as a simple man. Aestos relies on Nevian’s enchanting songs, unable to prevent himself from also becoming bewitched. And despite being unsure of the long journey ahead, Nevian puts his faith in the man and agrees to help, believing if his music is truly destined for anything remarkable, now is the time to test it. ------------ [ Excerpt: ] I leaned and kissed Aestos’ face. He swiveled his head—rapidly—and our noses brushed. I laughed tiredly. “What is with that reaction, friend?” His face tightened. But he was not upset. He wore the countenance of a delighted man who feigned confusion because it was comfortable not to recognize what some actions meant. “You are always touching me. Every hour, a hand of yours reaches for me. Why?” he asked. I felt bashful, although confessions came naturally to me. “You must understand by now.” “I am trying to,” he answered sincerely, and he spread his fingers over his chest. “Because here, I feel something I am not used to. Whenever you touch me.” I smiled softly. “You feel your heart.” “I feel more than that.” “Does it frighten you?” He pondered over it while holding my gaze. “I don’t want it to.” I stole his other hand and held it against my chest to let him feel the music of my heart. “Do you feel the rhythm?” His eyes fell to where he held me. “I do not need to feel it,” he murmured. “I hear every time it changes.” I adored him with an enthusiastic smile. “Your ears are extraordinary, and you notice when affection drums in my chest. For you, Aestos. Because you are becoming someone special to me.” ------------ A story about love, destiny, (some) mythological creatures, music, magic, family, and tragedy. Takes on minor themes of historical Greek mythology & culture. [ This story centers affectionate friendships between men. BL tag for bromance. ]
_Haven · 19.5K Views

The Unrivaled God of Music.

“Am so weak! I want power!¬ – I want everything!!!…” a voice filled with resentment was heard in the world, carrying a terrifying power behind it…as if challenging every god in existence. In that moment there was perfect silence as if everything was frozen in time and yet somewhere far away-in unknown plane of existence, a being stood with interest dancing in his eyes… “ Ooh really…” chuckling between his breath, “but power isn’t something good is it…” there was a lonely atmosphere around this entity, “I will give you a chance…all I care about is your end.” Smirking with interest and expectation at the same time. His gaze fixed on the faraway expanse of infinite planes. “we will meet soon…” The words seemed to merge perfectly with the void as the entity melted away in space. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Alex a weak and ordinary human born with no talent to practice martial arts was forced to face the cruelty of his world. He was referred to as trash of the trash, and surprisingly he was okay with that… Until his whole village was gruesomely annihilated. This awakened something in him, something abominable that should have been kept in chains… Alex struggles to keep his human side while not becoming something else... It has left him questioning everything else, his morals, and values. In the end, what will become of him?... ‘What's the origin of this weird flute?...is it a gift?”Alex thought with a questioning gaze while observing the strange object decorated with mysterious patterns. A solemn look painted all over his face,’ All I wanted was a normal life, was it too much to ask’. There was a lonely look on his face while he stared at a distance as if expecting a reply … “forget it, I will search for the western gates…”He declared with resolve. Follow his journey as he uncovers mysteries beyond his imagination, learning that there is more to it than meets the eye… ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.
Vaniaka · 12.2K Views
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