Is The Art Of Racing In The Rain Realistic

I’m no hero, no reincarnated prodigy—just a 47-year-old man, a native of Orario, and a long-time member of Ganesha Familia. I’ve seen gods rise, adventurers fall, and promises turn to blood in the dungeon’s dark. This is not a story of chosen ones or meteoric level-ups. It’s a grounded take on Danmachi—where survival means strategy, money can rival strength, and Familia politics are deadlier than monsters. I won’t rush to the bottom of the dungeon. I’ll show how Orario really works. Welcome to the side of Danmachi where reality bites. ———————————————————————————————————— Disclaimer: Danmachi (also known as Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?) is the intellectual property of Fujino Ōmori, SB Creative, and other respective rights holders. I do not own any part of the original series. This fanfiction is a work of passion made for entertainment purposes only. I only claim ownership of the original characters and plot elements I have created specifically for this story.

The story is based on tragedy, action and realistic matters so if you like these genres, you'll like my novel too

The Steppeborn: The Art of War and the Broken Path The steppe was never conquered. It was unmade. The Orontai rode like wind across the grasslands, their breath bound to sky and silence, not cities or thrones. But the Zhong Empire came with iron phalanxes and talismans of fire. They did not bring war. They brought extinction. Altan was born to that vanishing. A child without elemental gift. Voiceless. Spirit-null. Unwanted. Yet when the Zhong burned the clans, he did not beg. He fought. And when his mother, the last Flamecaller, stood alone on the ridge and whispered “Run,” he obeyed. Not to survive. But to remember. Hunted and broken, he fled west to the edge of the world, a place left blank on every chart, not out of myth, but because no one who entered ever returned. There, in the forbidden abyss known only in old blood and older fear, he fell into something deeper than legend. A chasm where cultivation dies and pain speaks. When he returned, the war had changed. But so had he. As phalanx legions rise and empires tighten their grip, a different kind of war begins. Formations clash in passes narrow as memory. Shields lock. Spears break. Blood spills in the thousands. There are no gods here. No destiny. Only discipline, silence, and the will to endure. And the storm no longer comes from the sky. It rises from the chasm. "This story is also being published on RoyalRoad.com under the same title and author."

In a world divided between White and Dark, a desperate act of hope sparks the rise of something new. White, a young man trained by three powerful masters, fails to defeat the overwhelming force of Dark. Facing great loss, his masters use forbidden Arts to send his potential two hundred years into the past, sacrificing him to rewrite fate. Unknown to each other, each master secretly embeds their personal wish into the transfer, forever altering the shape of destiny. This is the story of Grey, a bastard born to a noble and raised as a commoner, a boy reincarnated in the world of White and Dark with White's potential. On the eve of the annual monster hunt, everything will change for him.

Sunz was born with an unknown ability given only a sword from birth but had no idea of what to do, until one faithful day his ability got reawakened and it's his choice to live his old life or explore his new one with the help of his friend Jihu. At first, Sunz was invited by Jihu to see his Grandpa's tournament in Korea. But the invitation as a Visitor soon changed to an invitation as a Contestant. Now having a chance to compete at Jihu's Grandpa's tournament to find the next member of the Water Clan. But to have a chance at competing in the tournament Sunz needs to win against one of the Inspector. Even if he can defeat the Inspector, can he defeat the other Contestants, who are there for the same reward? An inexperienced nobody joining the World of Experts. Can he survive or will he die without achieving ANYTHING?

Aerish Elowen has loved Kael Renford for years but he doesn’t even know her name. Every day, she watches him from across the library, writing silent notes in her journal words meant for him, never to be sent. He once gave her a pen on a rainy day. He forgot. She never did. Now, Aerish begins to leave behind pieces of her heartnhidden notes tucked between pages of old poetry books. What if, one day, he reads them? What if love can find its voice through the quiet?

In the quiet rhythm of falling rain, echoes of a forgotten past whisper through the soul of a young woman named Ruelle. Living an ordinary life, she is unaware that her fate was sealed long ago—on a night soaked in blood, betrayal, and silence. But someone remembers. A powerful book hidden within a small bookstore holds secrets that once shattered lives. As shadows stir and an ancient curse resurfaces, the lines between past and present begin to blur. Will Ruelle uncover the truth before the storm returns? Or will history repeat itself? A gripping tale of mystery, love, and destiny—where every raindrop carries a memory, and every glance hide a secret

A failed fashion designer opens a controversial nude figure drawing school in Tokyo. Students come to confront trauma, identity, and intimacy. Every sketch becomes a window into repressed desire—and every pose, a confession.

Somewhere beneath the surface, beyond the cold water and the mist, something was calling me. Something I was meant to find. The kind of thing you only discover when you’re willing to lose everything. The rain carried a name I didn’t know yet — but soon, I would learn to say it.

A possibly poor attempt at making a novel for the first time. In general, I'm trying to be realistic, a couple characters are based off of a couple of my friends. As the story goes on, characters can get traumatized, scarred for life, or losing limbs. Some may go insane just by wanting to go home, praying it's all a dream.

Kiss of Crimson Rain is a dark, emotional romance where love is tangled with secrets, danger, and shattered trust. After the tragic death of her parents, Harriet's once-bright world crumbles into loneliness and survival. Trying to piece her life back together, she finds fleeting comfort in Rufei — a boy whose gentle warmth once promised a future. But a cruel betrayal — or what seemed like one — leaves her heart broken once again, pushing her into a storm she never expected. Enter Fred — a cold, mysterious man with a past tied to blood and shadows. When Harriet runs from her heartbreak into a rain-drenched city, it's Fred who secretly tracks her, rescues her, and pulls her back from the edge of despair. Yet, Harriet doesn’t know that Fred carries secrets of his own... secrets that could destroy her if revealed. As crimson rain falls over the city, Harriet’s life tangles with Fred's dangerous world. Their connection grows — fierce, messy, undeniable — but so do the lies between them. In a world where trust is fragile and betrayal hides behind every corner, can Harriet open her heart again? Or will the kiss of crimson rain drown them both?

Peter is an 18-year-old high school student who seems to have it all—he’s charming, strong, and popular, especially with girls. But there’s a problem: he can’t stay faithful to anyone. He jumps from one relationship to the next, never sticking around long enough to truly care. Since he was born, Peter has struggled with depression, high blood pressure, and family problems. These issues have made it hard for him to love or commit. Now, the question is: Will he ever meet someone who truly changes his heart? Or will his problems make him more powerful and deadly.  

My world called me a monster. A demon. And… they weren’t wrong. My sins alone were enough to kill me. After all, my entire squad was slaughtered… by my own hand. I was supposed to die for it. But they denied me that right. That promise. So when peace was declared, I made them regret it. I brought their kingdom to its knees… starting with their king’s head. They threw me into a cell. To be whipped. Cut. Even Burned. Scarred every inch of my body. Then... I was summoned. Dragged from one world to another, still shackled, my sins exposed for all to see. Now, they too call me a monster. A sinner bound to the Sin Art System. My title? "The Butcher of Mercy." I expected death. I welcomed it. But instead… I met her. Princess Koralei. A royal with no leash in her hand, no fear in her striking silver eyes. She defied her crown and chose me. Me... as her guard in the Kingdom Games. A monster. A killer. Her only chance to survive. I still don’t know what that means. But when I look at her… I see the chains she hides. The scars behind her smile. And for some reason… I want to break them. The Games were never meant to be fair. People like me were never meant to survive them. But if I fight… I fight for her. If I win… I might save her. And if I find who made her bleed? I’ll might just burn their kingdom to the ground… just like the last one. ------------------------------------------------------------ Writing Schedule: 4 -5 per week (1500 words chapters)

I was born with a silver coffin. A legacy forged not in gold, but in contracts, lawsuits, and corporate blood. My name is Lu Siyan, heir to the empire of the demon-king known as Father. An empire built on broken backs, smiling fangs, and boardroom executions. And today—today is the day it all begins to fall. Not with victory. Not with power. But with something far more terrifying. Failure. Glorious, theatrical, headline-worthy failure. The kind that unravels dynasties, bankrupts legacies, and makes shareholders weep into golden tissues. My vengeance is not a sword—it’s a balance sheet hemorrhaging red ink. They thought I was weak. A drama-addled heir, born to inherit, not dismantle. They were wrong. I will lose with such magnificence, even the economy will collapse in awe. And when my father sees the empire he built rot from the inside, devoured by the chaos he raised? He’ll understand. This is not rebellion. This is performance art in flames. Call it insanity. Call it legacy. I call it Act One.

Haneul who never imagined love to be so complicated caught between his first unrequited love and the new interest Jaehee. His life is flipped upside down by a love triangle that hides deeper secrets that he ever imagined. A high school romance drenched in secrets, heartbreaks and impossible choices. A tangled web of fake love, real betrayal, secret agendas and painful truth unfolds. A photo frame. A stormy night. A dream drenched in blood. In the end who is deceiving whom? And, who truly holds his heart?

Some love survives time. Ours survived death. A remote town, where life runs on quiet routines. Leo—a silent boy trapped in the ordinary. Maya—a temporary teacher from the city, where life is anything but ordinary. When their eyes meet, Leo feels emotions he cannot name. Changes he can’t control. And Maya—she feels something familiar. But her mind refuses to remember. Love is beyond language, beyond race, beyond age. But is it beyond control? Is it beyond life? The only thing Leo can rely on now... is rain. But the rain remembers what no one else does. A 10-chapter novel that dwells in love unloved --- The cover used for the novel is AI-generated.

In the Immortal Empire of Liangxi, cultivation is sacred—and bones are burned to keep the dead silent. But Liang Shen, a soul-less grave carver, hears them whisper. Born without a spiritual root, he stumbles upon the Bone Scripture, a forgotten cultivation path carved into ancient bones. With each piece he absorbs, his strength grows. So does the chorus of voices in his head. Sent to destroy him is Qin Yao, the gifted granddaughter of a sect leader. But a blood ritual gone wrong binds their fates—and their souls. As forbidden techniques resurface and history reveals its lies, the two must choose between love and annihilation. The world calls him a heretic. The heavens want him erased. But the dead remember him—and they won’t be silenced again. Bone Scripture: The Art of Decay is a dark xianxia romance filled with forbidden power, psychological tension, undead souls, and a tragic bond that may save—or shatter—the world.

Arsol (Username: Hakkun) is your average eighteen-year-old tech nerd; he reads cliche light novels, plays video games (way too many), studies for exams, and he programs! Does he have friends? A social life, maybe? Nah, he’s an anti-social whose inner monologues revolve around how humans suck. He’s the type who blames the world for his problems: edgy, angsty, emo— thinks he’s smarter than everyone and has answers for the world’s crisis. Gotta give it to him, though, he a young talent at whatever he does. His skills for programming, gaming (FPS) as well as studying makes up for the fact that he’s an arse. So much so, that he stops going to school altogether and locks himself in his room, he’d rather be with his computer. Because Arsol is on a mission! He’s been collaborating with online strangers who are all equally gamers and computer nerds, who understand him, and who all have this idea to make this steampunk/dieselpunk game called ‘Hero of Emberstein.’ Now, Arsol won’t lie, he’s obsessed. Being one of the co-creators, he finds himself adding features and details he’d want in an MMORPG. The only thing he dislikes is the customizable character features; he never understands such a personalized activity. He prefers Gacha. After 3 years, the game is finally available for beta testing, his 7 online co-creators are all ready to click the play button. But little does Arsol know, he would for real be in the game, like in person, like ISEKAI-ed, like he could die, for real for real. What's worse is, everyone who clicked the play button for the beta test, has also been Isekaied. So like, maybe over a thousand or more? Arsol thinks it’s his fault innocent players are getting transmigrated into HIS game, because he remembers that he removed the 'EXIT' button as a harmless malfunctioning prank-- turned deadly?! Oops. Journey along with Arsol as he hides his identity as the creator, the culprit, and the administrator. And that time he finds out his 6 online friends are all here as well, but where?! Who?! UGH, THIS IS WHY HE HATES CUSTOMIZABLE CHARACTERS! ( I DO, IN FACT, OWN THE COVER )

17 Scottish High schooler Willow Herderson finds her self falling in love with another girl for the first time Eloise Bright. Willow has normal teenaged problems and a hard life at home. Will she confront the feelings twisting inside her? Will she discover why her mother truly hates her? Let's find out!

[Inspired by Real Life Story] For those beautiful hearts , who cried hard only to become stone later. She stood alone in the silence , the echoes of past still haunt her. Love always seemed to run far away from her, slipping from her fingers like sand in the wind. And then , briefly , there was him -the one who made her believe in love .That seemed to be happy ever after but she was wrong , it was just a fleeting moment. Another came , promising of forever, only to break her heart again. Her heart is shattered in million pieces , the question lingers- Will she ever be able to believe in love again? Or she will just turn into petrified soul.

Alex was tired of being broke. Tired of pretending. Tired of watching others win a game he didn't even understand. A failed job interview leads him into the world of a mysterious millionaire who reveals the hidden truths about money, power, and control. Under his mentorship, Alex discovers the Financial System... That wealth isn’t about hard work... Just as he begins to rise, he collides with the Sovereign Circle, a secret group that doesn’t just make money… they control it. Now, Alex must face his biggest choice yet: Play the game or rewrite the rules.

Yuki Hoshino lives a quiet life, painting the world she’s too afraid to feel. Ever since a childhood storm took her parents, she’s feared the rain—and the emotions it brings. Then she meets Ren Sakamoto: drenched, smiling, and full of questions about clouds and wind. Their paths cross on the first rainy day of the semester, and for the first time, Yuki begins to see the rain not as a threat, but a memory—one she’s finally brave enough to revisit. As the skies clear between them, so do the shadows of their pasts. But just when Yuki begins to open up, Ren vanishes without a word. Left with only fragments—a broken umbrella, an unfinished letter, and the memory of his smile—Yuki must confront the storm inside her to uncover what really happened. Can love find its way back when the rain falls again?

Di dunia sihir bernama Lunarien, sihir bukan mantra-melainkan cerminan jiwa. Setiap anak lahir dengan bakat sihir unik dari rasnya masing-masing. Tapi hanya satu yang bisa menyeimbangkan dunia: Arteri, kekuatan kuno untuk menghidupkan apa pun yang dilukis. Vale, murid 16 tahun dari Akademi Union, terpilih sebagai pengguna Arteri... namun ia memiliki satu kelemahan besar: ia tak bisa melukis. Di saat dunia terancam oleh ras Gorlock dan kekacauan sihir, Vale harus menghadapi tekanan, hinaan, dan misteri masa lalunya-termasuk seorang guru sinis yang menyimpan niat tersembunyi. Sanggupkah Vale menguasai kuasnya, sebelum dunia Lunarien runtuh? > Kisah tentang perjuangan, luka batin, sihir, dan cinta yang perlahan tumbuh dari goresan paling tak sempurna.

Golddih, a Black boy, is born into a world on a small planet inhabited by African American people. All the people, from the age of five they’re forced to choose a lifestyle: thief, gangster, or pimp—but none of these is considered superior to the others, because the highest rank belongs to the king, King Blackus.

Some say that if you search long enough, you can find the ones you’ve lost. But not every path is meant to be walked. Not every door should be opened. And not every guide wears a human face. Beyond the storm lies a place where the living brush against the forgotten. There are paths made of thread, bridges of silence, and houses that remember. But the price of finding what was lost may be losing yourself entirely. And some bridges, once crossed, never let you back. That's a little spooky, isn't it? Hehe!

Lorelei Adams finds love at a time she gave up on it , She finally allows herself to fall in love again.